wee woo it's the hypno police

i am currently stuck at my parents’ house with them, my brother, my extremely Catholic grandma, our two cats, and our adorable but very noisy dog. my parents decided that they wouldn’t let me take my phone into my bedroom, so i don’t really have enough privacy to do anything kinky. i’m hanging in there, though. hopefully by September, i’ll be able to move into a dorm while i attend classes at the local university.

i’m still stuck here holy hell

Good and pure 

(i wrote this a few days ago as an offering to hecate. i think she liked it! i deliberately tried to make it whimsical and like a children’s lullaby.)

And there, you see, sits a lady on the moon; stars in her hair and keys in her hand. The cosmos kisses her eyes and says: in you, lady Hecate, find we the most divine magic. You are here, you are gone, you  are there, you are everywhere, and it is only so that wherever you are is where none may catch you. Crossroad-goddess, resplendent, dark-eyed, to you do we happily sigh our thankings; upon your knowing gaze we raptly attend. The whole universe is a padlock, perhaps, but you, lady of the keys, may open anything, anything you please.

a) it is beautiful, well done, Hecate would appreciate it

It was a long drive. But Mistress knew a way to make it go faster. Hollie’s first hour was spent sitting on her hands, listening to the special travel file that Mistress made for her and staring mindlessly out the window. It was written to increase arousal and physical sensitivity along with a sense of deep, passive relaxation, and it only took a few minutes before Hollie’s eyes glazed over and she began to lightly squirm in her seat. Her body slowly relaxed, her head lolled back into the padded headrest with stuporous ease, and she began to very gently drool right around the time the first loop ended.

For the second hour, Hollie was allowed to play with her breasts… but only through her clothes. Hollie nodded vacantly, at first thinking that it would be easy to find her sensitive nipples through the sheer fabric of her strapless dress and pinch and tweak them until she found the climax she sought–one of the benefits of being such a good hypnotic subject was that when Mistress made her spend a solid hour listening to a file that increased physical pleasure, she absorbed it perfectly. But as the time went by, Mistress reached over every so often and gently tugged Hollie’s top down, a little at a time, until only a tiny little section of Hollie’s underboobs were still covered with clothing. By the start of the next loop, she was whimpering like a needy puppy.

The third hour, Hollie was finally allowed to rub her aching pussy through her panties–but with a catch. “No harder than this,” Mistress said, reaching over and brushing her fingers down Hollie’s arm with the gentle softness of a butterfly’s wing. With any other slave, and any other Mistress, that might have been the opportunity for a little bit of brattitude; but Hollie’s bratty days had been brainwashed out of her years ago. She thanked her owner politely for the pleasure Mistress provided and began to patiently tease her soaking cunt.

By the time the fourth hour rolled around, Hollie was absolutely quaking with arousal. Her panties were so wet that they outlined her labia in anatomical detail, and her breath came in soft, mewling gasps that filled the car with delectable sound. They’d stopped at a rest area, but it was nearly midnight and there was nobody to watch Hollie stagger drunkenly in with her top pulled down and her nipples showing and her hand lightly stroking her needy cunt. “That’s my good girl,” Mistress said, once they were back on the road and the next loop was beginning. “Both hands on those bare breasts, sweetie.” Whimpering, Hollie complied.

They stopped for a bite to eat between the fourth and fifth loop, and Hollie was so dazed and befuddled by the heady mix of her trance and the waves of endorphin highs that she needed Mistress to help feed her. That only made Hollie feel even more submissive and helpless; when she stopped in the restroom on her way out to remove her panties, they came away wet and just a little bit heavy in her hand. “My good little girl can rub her pussy,” Mistress purred, pulling Hollie’s top back down as they got onto the freeway, “but no cumming.” Hollie’s response could barely even be called verbal.

The last hour of the trip left Hollie a shaking, shuddering mess in her seat. The upholstery had a wet patch directly underneath her cunt, and her fingers trembled with the need to cum. Her eyes had a perpetually unfocused stare, and she’d managed to utterly soak her tits with drool to the point that the first thing Mistress did when they got into the motel room was give her a nice long glass of water. “That’s my good little baby doll,” she purred, holding the bottle while Hollie took a guzzling sip from the straw. “Nice and blank and happy for me. Deep and drowsy and ready to sleep so very deep for Mistress, isn’t that right?” Hollie nodded, her eyelids almost completely shut, and water dribbled down her chin as she finally stopped drinking. There wasn’t even a trace of comprehension on her face anymore. It was the most beautiful thing her Mistress had ever seen.

“Good girl,” she purred, thrusting three fingers into Hollie’s cunt without resistance. “Cum for me.” Hollie let out a loud, helpless wail as her pussy clenched hard in ecstasy and her eyes rolled all the way back in her head with pleasure. “That’s it, pretty dolly,” Mistress said. “Cum nice and hard for me, go nice and blank and deep, and then let that pretty mind sleep. We’ve got a lot of driving to do tomorrow, and I won’t be able to do it if I don’t cum all over that slutty little face of yours.” She lay Hollie back on the bed and straddled her pet’s face. Mindlessly, Hollie opened her mouth and began to lick.

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But this… This is something else.

The rapidity of a meme’s introduction to its zenith to its decline is so rapid that in ten years, you’ll need a damn twenty-page manual to explain this. It’ll be as unfunny and hard to explain as jokes in Shakespeare plays, except even more inexplicable because fuck, at least Shakespeare’s jokes are usually about anal or fucking your mother, good wholesome sex jokes we can all get behind.

ok let me see if i can break this down easily. YMCA is the easiest place to start - the song itself has become a meme over time with people changing the lyrics to reference other pop cultural events. so YMCA is meme one (1)

this first lyric replacement (”take the breadsticks and run”) is a reference to the tumblr meme ‘stuffing breadsticks into my purse’. i think everyone remembers that one so i wont bother to explain it. that’s meme two (2)

“man door hand hook car door” is a meme of its own, a creepypasta from i dont remember when. it was a terrible stupid retelling of the generic ‘stuck in a car while hook handed man tries to kill us’ story so the stupid title caught on for memorability. that in and of itself is meme three (3)

‘gun’ is… yeah i dont know how to explain gun. long story short you add gun to the end of a phrase instead of what you expect the last word to be. its shock funny. its everywhere but its popular to add to “man door hand hook car door” for.. some reason? gun is meme four (4)

and the thing is, this four meme combo is something thats gone around before. meme combos are, itself, a meme. which means taking this meme combo and mixing in another meme actually becomes meme five (5)

which leaves us at loss.jpg. loss.jpg was a terrible bad comic supposed to be about some tragic event, but it was presented so poorly literally no one takes it seriously, and for some reason recreating the four-panel setup has become popular. so thats meme six (6)

well i added my contribution : )

Transgender people

Homosexual people

Bisexual people

Genderfluid people

Asexual people

Pansexual people

Autosexual people

Demisexual people

Bigender people

Agender people

Polysexual people

Straight people

Cisgender people

Straight allies of the lgbtqpiad community

it’s official.

i reached out to Mephki (does she have a tumblr? i should ask her) and i got a scholarship.

i have a plane ticket and everything.

i’m officially going to NEEHU.

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