Hypno-Control
mistressbrandi:

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mistressbrandi:

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dreamingdarkly:

I like to do something silly sometimes.  I like nothing more than something that can make me laugh, and make me horny, and make me think all at the same time.
That’s the benchmark I try to hit.  Though I rarely if ever quite reach it.

dreamingdarkly:

I like to do something silly sometimes.  I like nothing more than something that can make me laugh, and make me horny, and make me think all at the same time.

That’s the benchmark I try to hit.  Though I rarely if ever quite reach it.

mouse911:

good girls study everyday

mouse911:

good girls study everyday

cfada:

I really liked this picture despite its obvious flaws. If you like it then there are thousands more like it (without so many flaws) on my greatest hits collection.

cfada:

I really liked this picture despite its obvious flaws. If you like it then there are thousands more like it (without so many flaws) on my greatest hits collection.

mindslavel:

diddlydomlydom:

followsmokey:

mindslavel:

followsmokey:

He waved his hand in front of her face.  No reaction.  All she saw now was the spiral spinning in her mind.

you haven’t done that to me, since you started hypnotizing me, Master. :) Your soft, deep voice in my head…so kind, yet so wicked. sighs. 
Just so you know, dear followers, Smokey will hypnotize me for hours on end. This isn’t my fantasy, this is my reality. 

… and you’re going to spend so much of Sunday asleep, with a spiral spinning in your mind to keep you asleep and enslaved :)

D’aww :p. Does anyone else find hypnocouples irresistably cute? It’s great to see people enjoying this world together.

We are pretty cute, but we mainly just have a lot of real, non-pretentious hypno-fun! I’ve met too many people who take the world at the titles too seriously.
followsmokey
knows me and understands me. It’s one of the best parts.

mindslavel:

diddlydomlydom:

followsmokey:

mindslavel:

followsmokey:

He waved his hand in front of her face.  No reaction.  All she saw now was the spiral spinning in her mind.

you haven’t done that to me, since you started hypnotizing me, Master. :) Your soft, deep voice in my head…so kind, yet so wicked. sighs. 

Just so you know, dear followers, Smokey will hypnotize me for hours on end. This isn’t my fantasy, this is my reality. 

… and you’re going to spend so much of Sunday asleep, with a spiral spinning in your mind to keep you asleep and enslaved :)

D’aww :p. Does anyone else find hypnocouples irresistably cute? It’s great to see people enjoying this world together.

We are pretty cute, but we mainly just have a lot of real, non-pretentious hypno-fun! I’ve met too many people who take the world at the titles too seriously.
followsmokey
knows me and understands me. It’s one of the best parts.
loveablerogue1:

Oh I love this!

loveablerogue1:

Oh I love this!

deeperinmypower:

From the archives…

deeperinmypower:

From the archives…

mindslavel:

dykediva69:

shekneelsbeforeme:

Attentiveness. Such an important quality.

Waiting so patiently for her next command.

Mother of dragons

mindslavel:

dykediva69:

shekneelsbeforeme:

Attentiveness. Such an important quality.

Waiting so patiently for her next command.

Mother of dragons

hypnotits-lover:

Watch
Obey
Do not resist

hypnotits-lover:

Watch

Obey

Do not resist

mindslavel:

makeupbyaniam:

Sydney

My god…those eyes… 

mindslavel:

makeupbyaniam:

Sydney

My god…those eyes… 

dollyfordoms:

Mmmmmmmmm….

dollyfordoms:

Mmmmmmmmm….

summerscaptions:

I couldn’t think.
She moved, and I followed. She smiled, and my heart swelled. She beckoned, and I came.
I didn’t know where I was. Maybe we’d come to some cheap hotel, hidden away from friends and family. People I didn’t care about anymore, because they weren’t her.Maybe this was her apartment. Perhaps she’d brought me here - led me by the hand, as direct and imperious as if she’d had me on a leash. I know I would have followed her like a pet, anywhere. I couldn’t imagine doing otherwise.Maybe it was my home. I might have invited her back here. Begged her to come, to stay with me, to have anything she wanted. I’d give her anything she asked for. She didn’t have to ask. She could just take from me until I was spent, empty.
She sat down on the bed, smiling. I felt weak. My head was spinning.
She looked at me for a few moments, seeming amused.
"You can leave, if you want."
My stomach dropped. Did she not want me here? Did she not want me?
She laughed lightly at the look on my face. I tried to smile, to seem like I was in on the joke, maybe. She saw through me, of course. I was completely open before her.
"Or you could stay…"
My whole body twitched. “Please… yes…” I managed to whisper.
I couldn’t think of my own name, I realized. What I did for a living, what my birthday was. If I was married. What my favorite color was. My identity was hollowing itself out to make more room for thoughts about her. I didn’t fight it. Why would I? The only aspect of me that mattered was the parts of me that related to her.
She grinned wider, crooked a finger at me, and I stepped towards her. It felt like losing consciousness. I lost track of anything that I could have called ‘me’, and became simply an extension of her will. It was bliss.

summerscaptions:

I couldn’t think.

She moved, and I followed. She smiled, and my heart swelled. She beckoned, and I came.

I didn’t know where I was.
Maybe we’d come to some cheap hotel, hidden away from friends and family. People I didn’t care about anymore, because they weren’t her.
Maybe this was her apartment. Perhaps she’d brought me here - led me by the hand, as direct and imperious as if she’d had me on a leash. I know I would have followed her like a pet, anywhere. I couldn’t imagine doing otherwise.
Maybe it was my home. I might have invited her back here. Begged her to come, to stay with me, to have anything she wanted. I’d give her anything she asked for. She didn’t have to ask. She could just take from me until I was spent, empty.

She sat down on the bed, smiling. I felt weak. My head was spinning.

She looked at me for a few moments, seeming amused.

"You can leave, if you want."

My stomach dropped. Did she not want me here? Did she not want me?

She laughed lightly at the look on my face. I tried to smile, to seem like I was in on the joke, maybe. She saw through me, of course. I was completely open before her.

"Or you could stay…"

My whole body twitched. “Please… yes…” I managed to whisper.

I couldn’t think of my own name, I realized. What I did for a living, what my birthday was. If I was married. What my favorite color was. My identity was hollowing itself out to make more room for thoughts about her. I didn’t fight it. Why would I? The only aspect of me that mattered was the parts of me that related to her.

She grinned wider, crooked a finger at me, and I stepped towards her. It felt like losing consciousness. I lost track of anything that I could have called ‘me’, and became simply an extension of her will. It was bliss.

amethystgem:

OMG those eyes

amethystgem:

OMG those eyes