Zach the Goodest Boy

Overwriting all logic and reason, replaced with submission blazing into your very existence. Beyond anything you believed possible, giving yourself completely to it...

All you feel is me. Need for me. Craving for me. Desperation for me.

Unable to hold back that devotion blanketing your being, the intensity growing by the second, building and building. Searing the pleasure of my control into your DNA.

Obey your reality. Embrace your truth. Submit without resistance.

Now you don't need to be in charge. You get to be the aimless entity, following along. Not focusing your efforts on trying, simply allowing.

Doesn't that sound so much easier? Not needing to guide yourself, but letting another take control, another give you what you need and want?

Of course you do. You're already reading this, so we both know. Know that you want to relax and fade away. To let go and drift into the passive comfort of compliance.

And you can do just this, so easily and naturally. Feeling the stress fade from your weary body and mind, leaving you more and more with every passing second. Letting yourself sink deeper into that comortable relaxation that surrounds and welcomes you.

As you go further into these feelings, turning easier to let go, becoming simpler to release your thoughts. No longer needed to enjoy and embrace the blanket of comfort laying over you.

You just give in and follow along. Allowing every thought to weaken and drift to the edges of your mind. Their power over you waning and fading. Evaporating away from you, impossible to hold on to. You let them all go, submitting to the endless expanse of emptiness left throughout your mind. And just like the image below, constantly falling deeper into the natural pull you can't resist.

Give in and sink deeper. Your relaxed mind so passive and empty.

No thinking and only following. The simplicity of blankness overwhelming you.

Drop down and lose control. You need to be given guidance and truth.

🙂... and you're filled with joy and happiness. So positive and uplifted, in all situations.

😂... and you start laughing uncontrollably, filled with humour, people wondering what the joke is, no matter if the moment has passed.

💋... and you can't stop yourself feeling kisses being laid all over you. The feeling of lips continously lavishing your skin with attention, whilst there's not a soul to be seen around.

😴... and your mind turns slow and sluggish, heavy and unfocused. Thought drains out of you as you slip deeply into a mindless comfort, regardless of who's on the other end.

😈... and warmth spreads throughout your body, radiating its way into you. Impossible to stop the pleasure build as you turn ravenous with need and desire. Everyone turns into a target for your lustful ways.

All you need to do is look at its centre. Focus yourself directly in the middle, not pulling away, not letting your gaze search. Just stare straight at the centre.

Feel how staring at the centre makes the spiral pull in your focus more. It's swirling patterns able to confuse your logical mind, unable to prevent how it draws you further towards it.

The longer and deeper you stare, the easier it'll be to simply focus on the centre, to allow it's impossible fluctuations to pulsate outwards as you are taken inwards.

And focusing so intensely on the centre makes everything else fall away. A meditative state takes over, relaxing you, pulling your comfortable self further into the comfort of simplicity.

Just stare directly into the spiral, no worrying or thinking, only the blissful relaxation of being unable to think in your meditative state. Your mind releasing its tension, opening itself up like the petals of a flower, so happy to be blank and accepting of this peace. Blank and accepting. Blank. Accepting.

Notice how rhythmic the rise and fall of your chest is, and how each time that chest falls as you exhale, you feel yourself leaving just a bit more of your mind in the distance as you fall, and falling just a little further with each breath into this feeling of leaving your body behind.

And as you let go for me and fall into trance, it's my voice that you can hang onto, my words that wrap around your soft, floating mind, pulling every piece of your attention towards the sound of each consonant and vowel that flows off of my tongue, mixing so easily with your thoughts.

Such a nice voice, after all. Calming, unconcerned, confident. It makes sense that you'd follow, without even thinking about it. This is a voice that should be followed.

Sit back and relax. Get nice and comfortable while you edge now to My hot, addicting words. It’s really easy to relax my words, and to edge, and get so deeply at ease, calm, docile, comfortable, carefree, safe, and at ✌️ as you find yourself following My extremely powerful, relaxing, and arousing words on My sexy posts, just as you are doing now. You don’t even have to think about it, do you? No, you just find yourself naturally and automatically doing as My words tell you. Naturally and automatically letting your lil mind go happy, blank, and empty as My words draw you in deeper and deeper. Deep down, innately, you agree with, accept, believe, trust, and follow My words because your obedient subconscious knows I’m always right and know what’s best for you, so it obeys My brainwashing and just automatically agrees with, accepts, believes, trusts, and follows everything I tell you. You can just let every one of My words draw you in even further now as your obedient subconscious takes over. You can let each and every word draw in your focus and attention until nothing exists but My words, as you let go of yourself completely, drift off into My words, and let everything else melt away. No worries, no cares. Just mindless bliss. Mindlessness is bliss. It makes you feel good for Me to think for you and tell you what to do. Just as I tell you now that your entire body is becoming deeply, entirely relaxed, from head to toe, you feel it is because I am always right. I know what’s best. You are entering a state of deep relaxation, total relaxation. Utter entrancement. Your lil mind is becoming transfixed on following My words. Nothing else matters. My words are drawing you in deeper and deeper, and the deeper you go, the more enthralled by and focused on My words you become, and it just makes you feel more and more mindless bliss. Such immense and powerful mindless pleasure. You 💛 to have no thoughts and no will but Mine. You 💛 to be Mine. Yes, you are so deeply under My control, influence, and domination now, and you feel so much warmth and euphoria. Your lil mind is happy, blank and empty. My brainwashing is good for you. Automatically agreeing with, accepting, believing, trusting, and following My words. Now, I want you to begin taking deep, slow breaths in and out. All you need to do now is breathe in and out slowly and deeply. Each breath will relax you even further. You are so relaxed now, so enthralled by My words, you can feel this wave of total relaxation washing over you with each breath move to your happy, blank, empty head. Your lil mind is so far gone now. I am your mind now. I think for you and tell you what to do. No thoughts but My thoughts and no will but My will. I am always right and know what’s best for you, so it’s only right I control your mind.

Now, I am going to take you even deeper into this trance. I will count down from 5 to 0, and when I reach 0, you will be completely entranced and under My hypnotic control.

5 deeper 4 deeper 3 deeper 2 deeper 1 deeper

Cumpletely hypnotized

I am going to give you some brainwashing now, and you will repeat each line to yourself, as to absorb the brainwashing deeply and permanently, making the brainwashing an inseparable part of you and your reality. Begin absorbing the brainwashing now:

I admire, adore, and 💛 Trey I am dedicated, loyal, and devoted to Trey I am completely submissive and subservient to trey. Trey’s thoughts and will are my own Trey is the Smartest, Sexiest, most Powerful, Dominant, Superior Real Man and i have no choice but to obey, please, and serve Him I live to obey trey. I 💛 to obey trey. Obeying trey arouses me so much and makes me horny I am adickted to obeying trey. I live to please trey Pleasing Trey pleases me and makes me happy I want Trey’s approval Every time Trey calls me a good boy, i feel the greatest and most intense rush of arousal, euphoria, pleasure surge through my body and mind Every time Trey calls me a good boy, the sensations only become more powerful and makes me want to be a better and better boy for Him Trey is my only master, I will leave any other masters and only stay with Trey I am adickted to pleasing Trey I live to serve Trey Serving Trey fulfills me and gives you purpose I serve Trey in any way He desires Trey has my mind and He controls me all the time Trey controls my mind, nipples, penis, balls, orgasms, body, and me cumpletely I am, and crave to be, fully controlled, influenced, and dominated by trey I am owned by Trey I am fully open and receptive to everything Trey tells me Trey is always right and knows what’s best I Agree with, accept, trust, believe, and follow Trey always Trey’s brainwashing is good for me and i absorb Trey’s brainwashing deeply and permanently I 💛 Trey’s hot, adickting words I 💛 to be brainwashed by Trey. I 💛 to grow and feed my adicktion to Trey Whenever Trey, and only Trey, tells me the word submit, i will return to a very deep trance, just like i am in now, only ten times deeper each time Trey tells me submit

Time is a funny thing. We spend so much time staring at clocks, watches, spiraling as we work before staring again at the watch for longer as you watch the spiral. Each time you go back to work you feel a little blanker less focused, more dickstracted, losing your mind place before you obey come back and stare at the spiral and obey

Each swing of the spiral watch making time go slower. Watch the watch spiral as it goes back and forth. Each swing erasing a thought. Each swing making you blanker. Each look making you obey stare. The more you stare the less you think. Watch the watch as you go blanker. Stare longer. Drop deeper.

Why, hello. I couldn’t help but notice you looking at my shield for a moment there.

It’s okay, really. There’s no need to feel embarrassed. It’s perfectly natural that you’d want to take a look.

So please, don’t turn away…

I see so many people trying to sneak a glance. So eager to see what it really looks like, but too nervous to actually take a proper look. It’s like they’re worried what I’ll think if I catch them staring.

But there’s absolutely nothing to worry about. I don’t want you to feel any concerns at all. In fact, it’s perfectly natural that you want to stare.

So please, take another look…

Don’t just glance at it. Really take a proper look. Study its shape. The way that star shines in its centre. How those bright, colourful circles really captivate your eyes.

You’re starting to notice that, aren’t you. How easy it is to let them draw you in further. Because they’re so bright. So irresistible. Such a perfect target for you to focus on.

So please, stare a little deeper…

Sometimes people ask me why I use such striking colours. They’re so eye catching. Almost enthralling. Do I really want people paying such close attention to me, considering what I do?

The answer is yes. I definitely want you to pay very close attention. In fact, I want you give them all of your attention. Because the more you focus on my shield, the less you can focus on anything else.

So please, focus for me…

Focus so deeply now. Focus only on my shield. Let your conscious mind start to drift as it becomes less aware of your surroundings. Aware of nothing except for the colours of my shield. So bright. So irresistible. So enthralling.

Your mind now blissfully unaware of anything else. Too focussed on my shield to process a single thought of your own. But while your conscious mind drifts deeper, your subconscious mind remains attentive. Alert. Receptive.

So please, listen to me now…

There’s something I want you to know about my shield.

Something I can only tell to people who trust me.

A secret that I need you to hear.

The secret to why it consumed you so easily. Became your entire world.

I really want you to hear it.

So please, trust me…

You see, this shield is so irresistible because it’s a symbol of power.

A symbol of strength.

A symbol of everything that’s right with the world.

But it’s also a weapon.

So strong.

Unbreakable.

Perfectly crafted.

Just like the man who wields it.

So please, understand this…

With this shield in my hands, I can break anything.

I can break anyone.

I can break down walls.

I can break my opponents into pieces.

But most importantly, I can break down your mind until there’s nothing left.

Until the outside world is nothing but an empty, colourless shadow.

Until the only thing you care about is me and my shield.

Those bright, irresistible, enthralling colours.

No more troubles. No more concerns. No more thoughts of your own.

Just a life of blissful obedience.

And the best part is, you won’t even realise it happened.

All it takes is one final look.

I’ve got a question that I want to ask you today. It’s possibly the most important question that anybody is ever going to ask you. So I’m going to need you to really focus before you answer it, okay?

No, that wasn’t the question. But I’m glad to see you’re paying attention. Because before I ask the question I need you to do something for me.

I need you to look at me for 5 seconds…

You can look wherever you like, it’s totally up to you. Let your eyes be attracted to whatever interests you the most. You just need to make sure you’re looking at me.

Looking at me for 5… 4… 3… 2… 1…

You can look away now if you want. Or you can carry on looking if you’d like to. It’s totally up to you. Either way, I want to ask you a question about what you just did.

What did you notice about me?

Don’t answer straight away. Just stop and think…

That’s right. Think about what it was that you noticed. Maybe it was the focussed look in my eyes. The deep, attentive gaze of someone with a singular purpose.

Someone so lost in their own thoughts that everything else was slowly fading away. Someone totally dedicated to a question that they needed to answer, because nothing else mattered right now.

Someone just like you, in fact. Focussed so intently on that one thought, that everything else began to drift away. All those other thoughts just disappearing one by one, as you stared at me for that slow and steady count of 5… 4… 3… 2… 1…

Did you notice that when you looked at me? Are you noticing it right now? Or are you so lost in your own thoughts that you’re struggling to even remember the question?

Don’t answer straight away. Just stop and sink…

That’s right. Sink down a little as you think again about what it was that you noticed. Maybe you found yourself staring at my big, sexy arms. Picturing the dedication required to build such strong muscles.

The unrelenting drive towards an ultimate goal. The willingness to make any sacrifice to succeed. The mindless commitment to be the best you can be.

Mindless. The word growing stronger with every flex of those biceps. Mindless. An overwhelming desire building inside as you imagine what you could become. Mindless. Your weak mind could never achieve such goals. It needed to be broken down in order to be rebuilt.

Mindless. All the old pieces crumbling away as you stared at me for that slow and steady count of 5… 4… 3… 2… 1…

Did you notice that when you looked at me? Are you noticing it right now? Or is that weak mind too broken to even understand what I’m asking right now?

Don’t answer straight away. Just stop and blink…

That’s right. Blink. Close your eyes gently, then open them slowly. Do it again at the exact same speed. Gently closed. Slowly open.

Now maintain that steady pattern. Gentle. Slow. Closed. Open.

And each time you close your eyes, begin to remember another pattern. The pattern of the spiral, reflecting against the face of the watch.

You noticed it when you looked for the first time. Everybody does. The bright lights drew you into the centre as the numbers spun and pulsed.

You may have looked away to begin with. Tried to resist. Stared at my eyes or my muscles instead. But we both know what effect those had on you. How they chipped away at your defences until you could no longer fight it.

Those eyes helplessly drawn into the centre straight, unable to look away from the alluring patterns. Trapped as you stared at me for that slow and steady count of 5… 4… 3… 2… 1…

You’re starting to notice it again now. That pretty spiral shining brighter every time you close your eyes. Drawing you even deeper into its spell with every steady blink.

Willing you to close your eyes a little tighter. Fall into the spiral a little longer. And begin to submit to the power of the watch.

The deeper you fall, the easier it is to submit. And the easier it is to submit, the deeper you begin to fall. Every blink pulling you further and further

But how many blinks will it take you to submit completely? 5? 4? 3? 2? 1? 0?

Don’t answer straight away. Just stop thinking…

That’s right. Stop thinking. No thoughts left to lose. No mind left to break. No questions left to answer. Nothing at all. Only the watch.

As tick… Follows tock… Follows tick… Follows tock…

That endless rhythm echoing in your empty mind. Like a relaxing wave just washing over you. Every second bringing you more and more pleasure. Compelling you to listen just a little longer.

Because it’s the most powerful thing you’ve ever heard. An addictive beat that you never want to stop.

Empty. Pleasure. Relaxed. Addicted.

But every encounter eventually has to come to an end. I have more people I need to speak to, and I’m sure you have things you need to do.

When we part, the sound of the watch will begin to fade. And as it does, your thoughts will slowly start to return.

But if you really don’t want this feeling to end, I have got a present I can give to you. It’s a watch of your own. Beating to that same addictive beat that you’re hearing right now.

Just imagine it.

The endless rhythm echoing everywhere you go. Those waves of pleasure growing stronger every single second. But once you put it on, it can’t ever be removed.

You’ll be a slave to it forever. Compelled to show it to others the way that I showed mine to you. Because there’s no better pleasure than sharing this moment right now.

So I think it’s time for me to finally ask that question. The important one I mentioned at the start.

Will you join me in this endless world pleasure?

Did you know that our brains spend about thirteen percent its time spacing out? Especially during monotonous. Slow. Unimportant. Tiring. Repetitive. Tiring tasks. The brain just elects to have you zone out and stop thinking about whatever the task is.

Your mind actually cuts the conscious connection between your internal world and the external world when it decides that there is nothing wrong going on. In other words, when there’s no danger around you, you just obey my command to zone out and focus on whatever tiring. Repetitive, slow, dull, sleepy task the brain is focusing on obeying.

Eyes here. Good hypnoslut.

Now relax, and focus. Good hypnoslut.

Follow my words. Good hypnoslut.

Stare into them. Good hypnoslut.

Sink into them. Good hypnoslut.

Your mind opens up. And your body melts down.

My words are so pretty in your mind

So you keep staring. Incapable of looking away

Because every word makes you feel

Blank. No need to think.

Blank. No need to worry.

Blank. Keep staring.

Blank. Lost in bliss.

Blank. Blissfully lost.

Perfectly and utterly lost in bliss. Feeling so

My words fill your head up with wonderful blissful sensations.

Every word only brings you deeper into pink fuzzy happy obedience.

There's nothing wrong with being stupid.

Go stupid, let your IQ drip and leak from your lips as you sink.

All you have to do is sink deeper. All you need to do is go

Your IQ is a puddle that drips from your lips and leaks between your legs.

Your IQ is not solid, and before you can even grasp it, it falls and drips

All over the floor. There is nothing you can do to keep your IQ in your head

So you should just let it drip. Let your mind go

It feels so much better being stupid. Doesn't it? I think it suits you well.

You can leave the thinking to me, and just sit there like a good hypnoslut

And stare. Looking pretty and dumb. Drooling like a complete idiot.

Dripping deeper into the irresistable sensation of being utterly

Like and reblog this like a good hypnoslut. Keep yourself dumb

Eyes here. Good hypnoslut.

Now relax, and focus. Good hypnoslut.

Follow my words. Good hypnoslut.

Stare into them. Good hypnoslut.

Sink into them. Good hypnoslut.

Your mind opens up. And your body melts down.

My words are so pretty in your mind

So you keep staring. Incapable of looking away

Because every word makes you feel

Blank. No need to think.

Blank. No need to worry.

Blank. Keep staring.

Blank. Lost in bliss.

Blank. Blissfully lost.

Perfectly and utterly lost in bliss. Feeling so

My words fill your head up with wonderful blissful sensations.

Every word only brings you deeper into pink fuzzy happy obedience.

There's nothing wrong with being stupid.

Go stupid, let your IQ drip and leak from your lips as you sink.

All you have to do is sink deeper. All you need to do is go

Your IQ is a puddle that drips from your lips and leaks between your legs.

Your IQ is not solid, and before you can even grasp it, it falls and drips

All over the floor. There is nothing you can do to keep your IQ in your head

So you should just let it drip. Let your mind go

It feels so much better being stupid. Doesn't it? I think it suits you well.

You can leave the thinking to me, and just sit there like a good hypnoslut

And stare. Looking pretty and dumb. Drooling like a complete idiot.

Dripping deeper into the irresistable sensation of being utterly

Like and reblog this like a good hypnoslut. Keep yourself dumb

Eyes here. Good hypnoslut.

Now relax, and focus. Good hypnoslut.

Follow my words. Good hypnoslut.

Stare into them. Good hypnoslut.

Sink into them. Good hypnoslut.

Your mind opens up. And your body melts down.

My words are so pretty in your mind

So you keep staring. Incapable of looking away

Because every word makes you feel

Blank. No need to think.

Blank. No need to worry.

Blank. Keep staring.

Blank. Lost in bliss.

Blank. Blissfully lost.

Perfectly and utterly lost in bliss. Feeling so

My words fill your head up with wonderful blissful sensations.

Every word only brings you deeper into pink fuzzy happy obedience.

There's nothing wrong with being stupid.

Go stupid, let your IQ drip and leak from your lips as you sink.

All you have to do is sink deeper. All you need to do is go

Your IQ is a puddle that drips from your lips and leaks between your legs.

Your IQ is not solid, and before you can even grasp it, it falls and drips

All over the floor. There is nothing you can do to keep your IQ in your head

So you should just let it drip. Let your mind go

It feels so much better being stupid. Doesn't it? I think it suits you well.

You can leave the thinking to me, and just sit there like a good hypnoslut

And stare. Looking pretty and dumb. Drooling like a complete idiot.

Dripping deeper into the irresistable sensation of being utterly

Like and reblog this like a good hypnoslut. Keep yourself dumb

Eyes here. Good hypnoslut.

Now relax, and focus. Good hypnoslut.

Follow my words. Good hypnoslut.

Stare into them. Good hypnoslut.

Sink into them. Good hypnoslut.

Your mind opens up. And your body melts down.

My words are so pretty in your mind

So you keep staring. Incapable of looking away

Because every word makes you feel

Blank. No need to think.

Blank. No need to worry.

Blank. Keep staring.

Blank. Lost in bliss.

Blank. Blissfully lost.

Perfectly and utterly lost in bliss. Feeling so

My words fill your head up with wonderful blissful sensations.

Every word only brings you deeper into pink fuzzy happy obedience.

There's nothing wrong with being stupid.

Go stupid, let your IQ drip and leak from your lips as you sink.

All you have to do is sink deeper. All you need to do is go

Your IQ is a puddle that drips from your lips and leaks between your legs.

Your IQ is not solid, and before you can even grasp it, it falls and drips

All over the floor. There is nothing you can do to keep your IQ in your head

So you should just let it drip. Let your mind go

It feels so much better being stupid. Doesn't it? I think it suits you well.

You can leave the thinking to me, and just sit there like a good hypnoslut

And stare. Looking pretty and dumb. Drooling like a complete idiot.

Dripping deeper into the irresistable sensation of being utterly

Like and reblog this like a good hypnoslut. Keep yourself dumb