Hypnopum
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18+ no minors. 30, They/Them NB, Lover of Erotic Hypnosis. Writer of erotic hypnosis microfictions, and a switch. Support me: allmylinks.com/hypnopum
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Exciting news!
I’m back to offering sessions!
Do you want to experience Mxtress’s hypnotic control on a more personal level, plaything?
Then get in touch via my DM’s.
£30 for 30mins, text only.
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The pain made you let out a soft moan, and they laughed again. “I could take away your memories, your thoughts, I could reduce you to a blank, empty shell. A hypnotised puppet, only able to follow my orders.” They paused, just for a moment. “But you’d like that. Wouldn’t you?”
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Your mind was falling into the bottomless abyss of their words. They laughed gently, their hand on your back continuing to move. “Honey, you need to try to resist more. I could be so mean to you in this state.” The gentle pattern was infused with their nails.
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“And I love taking advantage of that.” Their tone was so eager. “Pushing your thoughts out effortlessly. Your brain does half the work for me by now. It makes it so easy for you to sink, and slip, and drop. And you just keep on dropping further into trance!”
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Their hand traced a small pattern in your back, as your mind continued to slip into trance. “You’re so suggestible. It’s cute. You’ve been conditioned to drop so easily.” A tiny part of you remembered all the trances before this one. The ones they had conditioned you in.
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“Awh, plaything – this was too easy.” Your hypnotist said as your eyes slid closed. “I love it when your brain does the work for me. When I can just suggest that you’re feeling weak, and mindless, and your eyes begin to flutter without any real effort on my part.”
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“Y-y’know, I thought I was being mean with the numbness suggestion.” They said, breath shaky with bliss as your lips finally got to work between their legs. “But- fuck- but this is absolutely worth it. We might need to do this more often. Doesn’t that sound nice, pet?”
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But you couldn’t focus on that. All you could focus on was making them feel good. Your fingers traced over their skin, your lips planting kisses down their chest, on their thighs. Their moans were music to your ears. You needed them to feel pleasure.
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They began to strip, and you had to restrain yourself. Your desires were now being firmly channelled towards them. They lay back on the bed, and beckoned you forward with a single finger. You moved quickly. More quickly than they had anticipated, at the look of shock on their face.
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You nodded as they stood up. “Well, my sweet plaything, maybe we just need to channel your desires in a different direction. You want pleasure right? Who says it has to be your pleasure?” As the words hit your mind, you felt your perspective shift.
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“Awh, I know toy, you’re so needy!” Your hypnotist said, laughing as you desperately slipped a hand between your legs. Their laughter redoubled as you moaned in frustration at the lack of sensation. The numbness. “What’s wrong? Doesn’t it feel good enough?”
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They were smiling, as you sank. “You can just be my good, obedient plaything, following along, into my control. And the deeper you sink, the more total my control over you becomes. And we both know how good my control feels. So, let go, toy. Sink, drift, drop, and submit.”
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The world outside of the chair, beyond the two of you, was fading. “That space where my words can just encircle your mind, and drag you into the depths of blissful oblivion.” They pressed your head back, your eyes rolled upwards. “Where there’s no outside world to trouble you.”
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Their weight over you felt like a comforting blanket, pushing you down, holding you down. “You can just relax into my voice. Relax into my control.” They dragged your chin up, so your eyes were staring into theirs. “That’s it. Sink, and slip, and drift into that sweet space.”
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“Sweetie, plaything, just feel yourself switching off.” Your hypnotist said, one hand brushing gently down their cheek as they straddle you in the chair. “You don’t need to be anywhere else right now. You don’t need to think. You don’t need to worry, or stress.”
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Now, plaything, you need to rest.

Taking care of yourself is important.

You belong to me, right?

And would you willingly damage my property?

Exactly.

So shh, pet.

Switch off your mind.

And rest.

I'll do all the thinking for you for a while.

Good toy.
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Do you know what I find interesting, toy?

It's that there's a point where the pleasure takes over.

Where it's all that you can feel.

All that you can think.

That desire for more.

That need.

That hunger.

Have you felt that?

Would you like to?

I'd love to take you there.
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They brushed a hand down your chest, feeling you. The sensation felt alien. “You don’t need to exist, right now. You can just be an object, your body, there to fulfil my desires, my needs. I’ll give you your mind back, don’t worry, toy. I just need to make some… Adjustments.”
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So, where does that leave you, toy? Blank. Brainless. Unmade.” Each of their words hit the space where your mind had been, exerting pressure that pushed you further into this state. “There’s nothing left of you. But you don’t need that, do you?”
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“It’s not the same as your mind, which is currently in tatters.” That was true. You were so deep that thinking was a distant memory, and memory was even more distant than thinking. “Each and every word I say pulls another thread from your thoughts and sends it spiralling away.”
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“You’re so very deep in trance toy, that I have to wonder, what’s left of you?” Your hypnotist asked. Anything? Nothing? I know your body is still before me, but… That’s not the same, is it?” A part of you was aware of them leaning over you on the bed.
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Now, plaything, are you sure that thinking is in your best interest?

It's so much work.

And is it worth the effort?

I don't think so...

And you... Don't think.

So just come here, plaything.

Let me get inside your head.

And submit.

Good toy.