Hypnopum
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Hypnopum
@hypnopum.bsky.social
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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November 16, 2025 at 8:31 PM
They were smiling at you. A hungry smile, like they would just snap you up and devour you. “But you’re not anyone else. You’re mine. My toy. You get wet when I’m mean to you. It turns you on, knowing how little control you have. You’re fucked, sweetie.”
November 16, 2025 at 8:31 PM
You whimpered as the arousal burned into your brain. “But you’re not strong. You’re not smart. You’re my stupid, weak, little plaything. It’s why you let me make the decisions for you. I mean, even me calling you this… Anyone else would have told me to stop.”
November 16, 2025 at 8:31 PM
They let go of your chin, letting you slump back, into the chair, quivering as each word they said delivered more arousal into your brain. “Someone stronger than you wouldn’t need permission. Someone smarter than you would have figured out a loophole.”
November 16, 2025 at 8:31 PM
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November 16, 2025 at 2:02 PM
They laughed. “Awh, yeah, that’s it. I figured that if you were going to be looking at me lustfully, I should give you all the lust you could handle. Aren’t I nice?” They were walking towards you again. Your eyes drank them in. “I give you exactly what you want.”
November 16, 2025 at 2:02 PM
They snapped their fingers, and suddenly desire was flooding your body. Desperation mixed with the slowness of your thoughts, creating a need that you couldn’t begin to think of how to satisfy. All you knew was that you wanted them. A moan slipped from your lips.
November 16, 2025 at 2:02 PM
“Up, up, up…” You didn’t know how much time had passed. It was so hard to think. Your eyelids fluttered open. They were leaning against the far wall, looking at you with a soft smirk on their face. “Sweetie, I told you that I was going to have to do something…”
November 16, 2025 at 2:02 PM
They tipped your head more. “I want you to fall, sweetie. And you’re going to. Feel yourself tipping, dropping, going blank, and mindless…” As you slumped back in the chair, your mind switched off, your brain emptied of thought. The last thing you were aware of was their laugh.
November 16, 2025 at 2:02 PM
“Mmm, I can still see it, toy. Your lustful gaze. Do you want me? Huh? Do you want to see me strip, so you can see all of me?” They had reached you, their hand reaching under your chin, pulling your head upwards, so your gaze met theirs. “Well too bad toy. Not yet.”
November 16, 2025 at 2:02 PM
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November 14, 2025 at 4:17 PM
They smirked, continuing. “I mean, the hypnosis helps, but desire’s just as effective a motivator, don’t you think?” You paused, unsure how to answer, and they laughed. “Awh, good job! That was a trick question, you don’t think, of course. You just edge, and moan, and go blank.”
November 14, 2025 at 4:17 PM
You could feel your willpower crumbling as they spoke. Their words just made so much sense. “It just makes you easier to manipulate. So no, sweetie, you don’t get to cum. You just get to edge, and edge, and edge, until you’ll agree to whatever I say.”
November 14, 2025 at 4:17 PM
“Is the constant arousal getting to be too much for you?” You nodded, and they smiled down at you, pressing a finger to your lips as you opened them to speak. “Shh, silly. That’s how it’s meant to be. You’re meant to be constantly desperate. You’re meant to be constantly needy.”
November 14, 2025 at 4:17 PM
“Oh, silly little toy, what’s gotten into your head this time, huh? Just keep touching, and rubbing for me. That’s it.” You let out a soft whine of need, but obeyed them. “Good toys don’t cum. Good toys just edge. And you’re a good toy.” Their words made even hard to think.
November 14, 2025 at 4:17 PM
You tried to find the words, it was a struggle. “I… I don’t… Edging…” You managed to say. “Want… Cum.” That was it, what you had wanted to tell them.

They looked you over. “You don’t want to keep edging? You want to cum?” And then they laughed.
November 14, 2025 at 4:17 PM
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November 13, 2025 at 4:01 PM
They paused, letting your moan continue. “Oh that’s such a cute noise… But no, no touching.” They stood back up, eyes looking you over. “You just get to feel the arousal, sweetie. Don’t worry, I’m sure I’ll let you touch soon… Maybe.” They said, a mischievous look on their face.
November 13, 2025 at 4:01 PM
In answer, they pressed a finger to your lips. “No… You just get to keep on feeling the arousal as I pop your brain.” They tapped again. You were squirming. “As I burst every bubble of arousal I’ve placed in there. Pop. Pop. Pop.” A moan fell from your lips at their taps this time.
November 13, 2025 at 4:01 PM
You perked up, those words cutting through the haze. You met their gaze. “You wanna fuck yourself?” You nodded, eagerly. “Oh, my sweet, desperate little plaything.” They leant down, smirking. “No. You’re not allowed.” You let out a whine of need. Desperate, hungry, almost feral.
November 13, 2025 at 4:01 PM