Vox Hypno!

Ever wanted to hear my voice work its magic on your soft, silly little brain live? If that's something you need, shoot me an email or DM and we'll discuss.

"Time In Trance"

The clock just keeps ticking, dear listener. On and on, compressing your thoughts into shaven, monotonous little chunks... Wouldn't it be nice to escape and exist outside of the power of time for a little while?

In this file, Vox's voice helps you slip softly down, out of reach of the power and awareness of time. As you listen and fall further into trance, the seconds begin to melt together, and the ticking of the clock gets quieter and quieter... until every moment feels like an eon and a nanosecond at once. You're left to simply rest, comfortable and relaxed, outside of time until your body or mind accepts the clock back into itself.

You were talking and there was no drop or induction, I just zoned out and started kneeding on command. It felt amazing and my eyes unfocused and I just kept kneeding.

Then when it stopped I had to like grab my phone so quickly I almost fell over, I had to listen to it again.

any other ones that big buff dummies can enjoy at the gym? (girls or otherwise)

Of course there are!

We have Muscle Over Mind:

And Gymbo Gains:

I'm going to break your mind. You know that for sure.

But not all at once. Little by little, cracks so small that you don't even realize you've shattered.

I know that not all spaces are dog-friendly, but I always feel a little bad having to leave the mutt at home. She gets lonely, y'know.

She's got her toys and her Sybian to keep her entertained, but there's really no replacement for genuine companionship.

And of course I can't stay home all day... what to do...

Oh, I'm sorry. Silly me.

Do you want to join her, plaything?

Be a dumb drooly wiggly doggy, just like her?

Shed all of your cares and worries to focus only on being the cutest, bestest pet you can possibly be?

Go ahead and sit down, then. Just listen to my voice.

If you find yourself easily overwhelmed...

There's a simple answer.

Listen to your files.

Watch your silly spirals.

Let yourself be changed and molded.

Into a plaything.

Into a fucktoy.

Into a mindless drone.

Not from everybody. Maybe your best friend knows, or your partner. Maybe you've made friends, forged relationships, made memories with people who share the same secret.

But not everyone knows. You're still keeping it hidden from some people in your life.

Your little kink.

The fact that you get so much pleasure out of being drained of all thought, all resistance, all free will. You're so, so deeply weak when it comes to the idea of mumbling sleepily, new thoughts and mantras filling your head while you whisper "I obey."

You hide it from some. Not everyone knows.

Wouldn't it be so easy to spill your secret, though?

You already feel the temptation. Whenever mind control pops up in media, when you see an advertisement that utilizes spinning spiral imagery, your secret presses against your lips. It takes self control to not blurt out what a horny, mindless toy you are.

Silly thing.

You don't want self-control, do you?

How long do you think it'll be before you can't fight it anymore?

It'll slip from your lips one day. Maybe soon, maybe far in the future. But you could always slip up, let your tongue get a little too loose...

...and everyone would see you for what you really are.

"Collared neck, collared mind."

You're just a pet, after all, hypno-trained and compliant. With a collar around your neck, you can and should be reminded that you're not supposed to think.

Want my eyes on you while you pleasure yourself?

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[ ] I'm Too Weak To Think

[ ] Hey, A Little Harder

[ ] Tize Me Plenty

[ ] Ultra-Brainwashed

Yeah, you.

Do you want to be a good pet?

Do you want to follow a command that you just happened to come across, because that's what hypnosluts do?

I thought so.

So stand up.

Reach both your hands back behind you.

And spread your ass for me.

Hold it for a few seconds. Focus on what you're doing.

"My Mind was Made to be Melted and Molded."

I don't think you can really deny that, can you? It's so natural for you to believe and do what you're told. You're such a good listener, and it feels wonderful to embrace that.