Snap. Heya there.

I know, seems long, right? That's okay. This is pretty brain off so why don't you take your time and come relax for a little while.

Panties soaked, stuffing my lips. Tits sensitive and erect against my top. Whimpering quietly between heavy breaths from rough, stinging spanks. Tied to the bed, with eyelids held opened, and spirals before my gaze. Shaking and losing my mind...Just teasing. Hopefully that stimulates your attention, if only a bit.

This will be a little different. It's for everyone, but it is especially for those of you who believe hypnosis is a little, let's say, exaggerated...

Please get yourself some privacy and somewhere comfortable to read. Turn off any distractions, though porn on the side is encouraged, and finally...have a bottle of water in reach, because hydration is important.

Hehe Seriously. Be good to yourself and go do that before we begin. Don't auto-pilot through this suggestion. Have some water. I'm talking specifically to you right now, and going forward.

There is no right or wrong way to enjoy this little reading. It will just be me talking with you. Enlightening you. Relax, sit back, and include your favorite show if you message me when you're all done, only if you'd like. Consider it a password for my attention. Okay, let's be genuine with eachother today.

So then, let's begin. You're here for your induction, right? You got addicted to hypno at some point. Maybe a long time ago, or maybe more recently... Hypno is fun though! Isn't it? We're all here for that same reason after all. We all share the same need here. To fall deep down the rabbit hole. To turn our brains off, and our bodies on. To be put under. Deep, deep under...

Let me do a double take of that for you...you like hearing stuff like that, right? Deep, deep, helplessly deep down under your own thoughts...to feel that lovely warmth envelope our bodies and guide our minds. That's what you're here for, isn't it?

Maybe you touch yourself while you sink under. Of course you're welcome to. I know I do. Or maybe you don't, because that might be a distraction. Maybe...you even skim inductions, because you think you know better. Snap. How naughty. In the end, none of those details really matter. Weird thing to say for an induction, huh? Well, it's because I know why you're here.

I know why you're...really...here.

Let's be honest with eachother. Really, truly honest. I know you're actually here...for fun. I know you don't really believe in hypnosis. I know that you really just like to play along. "Hypno isn't real", right? That's what you're thinking? Maybe just in the back of your mind...maybe you think you know better. Maybe you think you're just strong willed. You like to play along though.

Well, there's really nothing to be said here then, right? No, that's wrong...all wrong. At the end of the day, you're here to get turned on. You're here to do what you're told. Those things atleast are true for sure.

You're here...to pretend...you don't have a choice. Is that right? Snap. No, no, not quite...it's still wrong...it's close though. That's why you think you're here, anyway. "Hypno isn't real"...that's what you think.

Though it turns you on...this is still true. Nobody can argue that. Why else would you be here, reading a rambling...maybe even touching yourself through these posts. It interests you though, at least a little bit. Green flag. It's all a moot point though, because "Hypno isn't real"...that's what you think.

Snap. Well. Let me just teach you just alittle bit...about hypnosis...

Let's take a word. "Snap". A little odd of a thing to sprinkle in. You noticed, though. Of course you did. You're smart. You know better than all of this. It did get your attention though. It, however briefly, distracted your thoughts..

Why don't we play a little game? Just a little engagement for you.

Any time you see the word "Snap", just like that...I just want you to be aware that you're noticing it alittle more now, and that I wanted you to notice it.

That doesn't mean anything on its own. You have no reason not to play. Just see the word...recognize your focus has briefly been guided. Snap.

Don't stop playing this game. Can you do that for me? See the word. Snap. Notice it. Notice me noticing you.

Now where were we? Let me teach you all about hypno...the more you learn, the more you will enjoy yourself.

Hypno isn't magic that controls you against your will. Not exactly, anyway...

It won't make you struggle to resist commands.

It won't "make" your body execute them, like in that dreamy porn you love.

No...real hypnosis...is much more nefarious, and sneaky. Real hypnosis does something so insidious...so attractive.

Real hypnosis...actually makes you...want...to do those things. It's not against your will...because it -is- your will. Get it..? Snap.

"Hypno isn't real"...Your will power is real, isn't it?

That hypnosis that you don't really believe in.. Let's define it.. "The power to guide your thoughts".. That doesn't sound quite as far fetched any more, does it?

Hm.. But, yes, yes, semantics, nuances, etcetera...okay, bottom line. You think I can't "make you" want to touch yourself right now, right? Snap.

I've already guided your thoughts quite a bit more than you think about. Made you judge what I say. Made you play my game. Made you anticipate if this is going anywhere. Made you think. -Made you-.

You may call me Darling, because I like that. Let me tell you a little about myself.

I'm an edge addict. Touching even now as I type to you, guilty. I don't even need a reason to touch. Those horny whore-moans, I mean, hormones, in me are cruel like that.

Allow me to open up. My brain gets all fuzzy, and my fingers get wet. I feel a little drool at the corner of my lips, because my mind is struggling to be bothered to stop it.

My posture arches and presses out my breasts, as if I were presenting myself..

My thighs tense up as I go faster, and my toes curl as my eyes occasionally drift up. It's all involuntary too...torturous, even, trying to function under this heat.

Sweaty, and drooly, and dripping from my cunt.. My body bustles with warmth, and it swells up in my chest, until I just can't take it, like I need to tear my top open so that I don't suffocate under this overwhelming, feverish heat. Snap...

I wonder, am I arousing you, describing my circumstances like that..? I could get into some smut, like how I was railed with my bottom up in the air the other day, or how I was only pumped full because I was tricked into stripping infront of strangers.

I could ask you to think about your own sexual fantasy...your biggest crush...a combination of the two.

Whatever's on your mind...you're getting a little horny with me, aren't you? Let me introduce you finally to hypnosis...

Being aroused is alot like being hypnotized. You do exactly what you're told, and you do it willingly. Snap. You "have that choice", but you don't...not really.

It's so hard, too hard, not to listen when you're aroused. Controlled by your hormones...that's all it is, isn't it? Hormones in your head. A natural brainwashing agent. They control you. And other people control them.

"Hypno isn't real"... Hypno isn't real...so it's okay to listen. To play along. Well, nature's influence on you sure seems effective.

You're getting horny. Your decision to play my game...you've fallen down a little hole.

Can you stop drawing attention to it?

Especially knowing that I don't want you to..

Snap.

You're adorably horny...so of course you want to do what you're told right now. Wait...you want to do what you're told...funny, isn't it? The old fashion induction...it's like a format for smut, really. You get nice and fuzzy for your darling, and then despite maybe rolling your eyes here or there, you're doing what you're told.

But oh no, you aren't being "forced" to do it. You have a "choice."

Didn't I tell you? Hypnosis makes you want it...you want it, right now.

You're already nice and susceptible for me. Alittle sweet nothings here, alittle masturbation there, and viola...you want to listen to me.

All. On. Your. Own.

"Hypno isn't real"... Hypno isn't real... Of course it's real, silly thing...those hormones filling your hazy head with these docile thoughts.

Hypno...is an art.

An art of manipulation.

Your hormones control what you desire...and I play with your hormones.

The paint on my palette. Snap.

I think...I want to make some art. You...you're my pretty blank canvas.

Strong willed, weak willed.

Sweet, brutal.

Smart, dumb...

They're all the same. They all end up here, following instructions. Text isn't magic...it's a tool of communication. To instruct you. To guide you.

It's been a little round about up until now, but here you are, horny, and taking whatever I'm doing to you.

Most importantly, you're willing. That's what blank means, you know? You're willing to let me create art out of you...

"Hypno isn't real"... Of course you didn't believe it was real. It wouldn't be very good if you knew you were influenced.

It's so effective that you believe it's your very own thoughts.

Right now, your real, level-headed thoughts...that's hypnosis...it's so powerful that it guides all of us...all while making us believe it isn't real.

We believe it isn't real so strongly that we come here. Give in completely to others. Then just...walk away actually believing we gave our bodies up all on our own.

Real hyonosis is an epic threat...and a beautiful masterpiece...that's taken us all deep in its clutches, and here we are.

Feeling perfectly fine. Snap. Let's play another game...you don't need to be empty headed.

You just need to be aware of my desires.

You want to know what I want?

Let's play that game...all you have to do...is touch yourself while you continue, and manage to stay focused.

Maybe you're already playing?

Challenges are fun. Hypnosis isn't real.

There is no reason to resist.

Now...touch.

Snap.

These two games at once isn't too much to handle, is it?

Hey...

Snap.

Touching yourself...did you ever even believe you wouldn't?

Hypnosis isn't real though. I mean...

You're genuinely, really going to walk away from this in the end, believing it was truly all you..

Maybe not even realizing how silly that seems..

How devious it is...how powerful it creeps into and controls our minds..

How very beautiful...Just like my art.

You're touching because I asked.. You're doing what I asked because you're aroused.. You're aroused because I guided you.

Or maybe you already were. It doesn't matter.

All of these little details don't really matter...

You're nice and hypnotized.

Perhaps it takes a truly open mind to consider that you just might be hypnotized.

Keep touching for me.

I wonder how much free will you think you have right now?

Snap...maybe I should have told you to visualize the -sound- of a "Snap" in your head when you see the word...Snap.

Imagine the sound once.

The sound, maybe with an echo.

Snap.

I wonder how influential your pretty mind has become..

Will you continue to hear that sound now?

Snap.

You don't know if you're supposed to?

Why does that distress you?

Do you want to obey so badly...

Don't think so much anymore. None of this ever really mattered.

I was kind to explain, but it wasn't necessary...not really...

Do what the pretty instructions tell you to do. It's just a little guidance.

It's not hypnosis...

It's just what you want.

There's a difference.

Somewhere. Surely...

Touch yourself...

Keep touching...

Snap.

Snap...

Realizing the effects of your powerful mind?

Your self deluding...

Snap.

Brainwashed...muddling mind...

Obeying. Thinking it's your choice, even now as I command you.

Thinking you're just playing along.

Thinking you can stop at any time.

You don't want to stop though.

You can't want it anymore. You're too aroused.

Too far gone.

Hypnotized.

Hypnosis isn't real...Just keep touching yourself.

Snap. Hehe. Heya. I'm your darling, aren't I? A little change in format ought to help out your pretty, subservient mind. When did we even break down to those choppy, hypnosis words anyway? Did you ever notice? Probably. You're too smart for that. More importantly, you just accepted it. Accept what I want. What I desire. My desires will fill your mind...those are what matter right now, okay? My wants. My needs. Just obey...

I'm still touching myself too, and it makes me so happy, knowing you accept my guidance.

The way you allow me to play with you. To sculpt you. It's a little grounded, compared to those other inductions...we're just talking, aren't we? Well, I'm talking. You're listening.

Listening.

Snap.

Obeying.

Touching yourself.

You're doing such a lovely job. I know, I know. It's been a bit of a read, hasn't it?

You need some engagement again, don't you...

I will now count down briefly for you.

That's what you came for, isn't it?

You're already so far gone...what could these silly numbers do for you?

What if...we make a game out of them?

You're strong. Hypnosis isn't real. Three games now...that's not too much for you, is it..?

Play another game with me again...

With every number, I want you to imagine your body become heavier.

10

Your limbs...your shoulders...your posture...your head...

9

With every number, imagine you become hazier...imagine your thoughts are welcoming in my desires.

8

Heavy...

7

Heavier...

6

Patience...acceptance...emptiness...

5

Accept me completely, with every number.

4

I am a guest in your mind...

You must be a good host for me...

3

Do as I want...fulfill my needs...accept me.

2

Feel your body become heavy.

And...

1

Drop completely.

The haze over your head

Too heavy to focus

Nice and strong...

Continue masturbating. Fuel your obedience.

Your mind...is a powerful, complex tool...don't you remember?

Let it make you relaxed...

Heavy. Empty. Happy to serve.

You want to obey me.

Snap.

Now...a trigger...that's what you're after, isn't it?

How horny and happy your body is. Your mind, however, will enjoy giving in.

You're attentive to me. To the word we share. Snap.

Why don't we play one final game together?

When you see the word Snap...from now on...you will feel the need to obey me.

To obey your darling.

You will feel submissive.

Subservient. Docile. Aroused.

These are all the same, in the end.

When you see the word.

Snap.

You will obey.

It's not magic...it's not playing along. It's your choice...

But in the end... I control that choice, don't I?

You love to give into me.

You love to give me my desires.

It is my desire...

When I say Snap, you will submit to me.

Tha association will linger...Just like you want it to.

You can't help but give in...but crumble...to one little word.

Snap.

Keep touching yourself to me.

Now I want you to touch faster...

I'm going to count up for you soon, so get nice and close for me, my darling.

You've gotten so good at listening to me.

"Hypnosis isn't real"...you're just obeying like you desire.

Like I desire.

Just keep listening.

Snap. Keep going...you're almost there.

You've become so good at multitasking.

My darling.

Soon I will count up to five, and when I reach five...

You will release all of that pent up feeling down there.

When I reach five, you will let it all out.

When I reach five.. Let that orgasm wake you from your trance.

It's your final instructions, darling. Show me how obedient you've become.

Take your time.

Follow my guidance, nice and slow.

Go faster than that.

Much...much faster...

1

Focus on my guidance.

2

Get nice and close. Tense.

3

Faster

You want to fulfill my desires...you're so good for me.

Read nice and slow.

Touch nice and fast.

Empty your thoughts.

4

Submit.

Get ready.

Faster.

Give into me.

The point of no return.

And...

5

Snap. Cum. Release. Explode.

Let it wake you from your haze. No need to read further yet. Let it all out.

Let it all out. Take your time. You've done so well.

Snap. Obey and drink some water. We must stay hydrated after submitting to our natural, hypnotic urges.

The fog that fills our minds will never cease to play with us, again and again...so use this moment of reprieve to recuperate. Relax your body. Drink some water. Collapse and sleep if you're a late night gooner.

Hehe. Oh, and...one last thing, if you're still with me.

Snap. DM me a thank you, if you like. I'm a little shy but I always appreciate a good thing like you.

This is my first and only, and possibly last script...as I am normally a subject, and I did this only because I wanted something different.

Thank you for your time, and I hope that you have a lovely day or night. I had fun with you too.