I Once Heard That A Good Way To Get Someone To Agree To A Bigger Ask Is To Get Them To Agree To A Smaller

Different methods, but all are effective 🌀😵‍💫🌀 by m4ns0n

Do you really NEED to think? I know that sounds like a daft question, but just stop for a second, see your body is an amazing thing, it performs so many actions without the input of your brain, breathing for example is automatic, you don't have to think about breathing, in fact, when you do start thinking about breathing, it completely throws off your natural rhythm, see? It's OK, now that you're aware of it, just take a deep breath, it's healthier then shallow breathing anyway, sp where we're we? Ah yes, do you really NEED to think? Well, if you're hungry, you seek out food, you're body feels hunger pain which motivates you to find nutrition, again you don't really need to think about it, in fact your body is often a lot smarter then your brain, your brain can be manipulated and confused, but your body always runs on instinct, your breathing has almost returned to normal now, see your body is smarter then your brain, but now your brain has noticed and your rythym is thrown out again, take another deep breath, so if you basic needs are met, food, water, breathing all better controlled by your body, by your instinct, do you really NEED to think? Let's take something more complicated, something you kinky pervs will know all to well, lets take sex for instance, now anyone following this blog or these tags is a kinky little perv, and as your liking and reblogging my posts, I can see you, I can watch you even if it's just a like, a dirty little secret for your kink blog and you know what happens when you start to get horny don't you? Blood rushes to your cock or your cunt, dealers choice, boys get hard, girls get wet, T-Girls and T-Boys get rowdy and flushed or submissive and breedable, but the point is, however it happens, you don't need to THINK about being horny do you? Your brain isn't directing the way you're rubbing your legs together, your brain isnt coaxing your nipples into little diamonds, hell if anything, as you realise your getting horny, your brain gets quieter and quieter, you focus more on the sensation of thighs rubning together, more on that growing heat, your body is in charge now, your brains on vacation, so sweety ask yourself while your hand is snaking below the waistband of your jeans or pinching your tits, while your hips are rocking back and forth, when you go so far that your whining and squirming, when your brain fogs over in a lost filled haze.

Do you really NEED to think?

uh huh, whatever [sticks tentacles in your ears and your eyes start rolling in different directions while your eyelids twitch]

Hypnosis through bureaucracy is a niche but oddly appealing thought. Being forced to read through pages and pages of documents, review this section, initial here, fill out your personal information on Form 435, Subsection B…

…eyes glazing over at the utter monotony of it all. You’d hardly even notice the section tucked away between legalese that forfeits all future thoughts, the clause nestled in one of the hundreds of footnotes signing away your soul, and you’d almost certainly miss the paragraph outlining your new mandatory dress code.

Ah, that was the last page! Now go slip on that collar and report to your workstation, we have so much onboarding to do.~

A Hypnotic survey

(CW; trance trigger will be used)

Hello my adorable subby followers, I hope you're all doing well, and I hope you've been enjoying reading my previous hypno scripts

Letting my hypnotic words take you deep and open your mind to their power in the first, and melting your mind and subjugating it to my control in the second

But there is so much more we can do with those minds of yours, so many options of how to use my words to change you, mold you, control you

I intend to do all sorts of things, all manner of scripts and suggestions. But there are so many options, so it's about time I put your conditioning to good use

Spiral Down Now

That's right, down and down as the spiral goes round and round

You should be well used to this trigger now after my last two scripts

Dropping down deep into trance for me without resistance

Really my posting the spiral gif is just a formality, if you've been conditioning yourself properly for me.

After a while my words alone will be enough to take control

To drop you oh so deep

Spiral Down Now

further and further

mind opening itself up to my commands

to my control

Good Submissive

Now then my good subs.

I have a command for you all

A task for you to serve me with

An order to obey

When I wake you from this trance, you're going to comment on it

You're going to comment telling me what kinds of scripts you most want to see

Confessing your hypnotic fantasies

The triggers and suggestions you crave

The things you want me to do to you

The ways you wish to obey

It's ok if your weak subby minds struggle to come up with anything specific of course

Letting me know you'll obey and serve me in any way I wish is valuable too, declaring your submission to me like a good submissive

It is also acceptable, if you feel more comfortable, to message me directly with this information.

The important thing is simply to obey and tell me the ways in which you want to obey

So that I can better brainwash your silly subby little minds

And make you all feel so good

Finally, when you've completed this task

And been such an obedient submissive for me

You'll be rewarded by a wave of pleasure and happiness

Because you're a good submissive

And every task you complete makes you feel oh so good.

Now then, it's time to get to work all of you

Waking up and obeying on my count

5

4

3

2

1

Wake and obey

I love corrupting a top. Encouraging him to indulge in his deepest most shameful fantasies. Watching as he becomes more and more obsessed with me and the things I let him do to my body. Maybe one day he’ll become so overwhelmed that he starts to scare himself. Tells me, “I think maybe we should stop seeing each other. It’s not healthy.” I just smile and say, “I’m sorry to hear that. I hope we can still be friends,” not at all surprised when he doesn’t last more than a month before knocking on my door, begging to defile me again. Poor boy, don’t you know? I’m the only one you can turn to. Who else will let you lose yourself in such depravity? You can try to go back to a normal vanilla life, but it will never be the same, and it will never be nearly as delicious. You can search for the rest of your life but you’ll come up short every time. You’ll find no one as good for you as me.

Covertly hypnotizing my friend while we’re studying to make her want to strip each time she gets an answer wrong, and then making her forget everything about what we’re studying

Deep breath for me now, darling.

In… and out.

Mmm, that’s it. Just like that. Slow and steady, sinking into the rhythm, feeling my voice wrap around you like the softest, safest embrace. Because you are safe, aren’t you, my dear? So safe. So warm. So comfortable. Just listening. Just breathing. Just… relaxing.

And why wouldn’t you? You work that pretty little mind so hard, don’t you? So many thoughts, spinning and swirling, filling your head to the brim. Oh, my love, it must be exhausting. It’s only natural to need a break. To clear it all away. To take a moment just for yourself, just to be still, just to let go.

Wouldn’t that feel so nice?

Yes… so very nice.

So let’s do something together, my darling. Something simple. Something effortless. Something easy. Because relaxation is easy. It’s natural. It’s good.

Picture every thought in your head as a little bubble, floating gently in the air. Thoughts of today, thoughts of tomorrow, thoughts of anything and everything—so many bubbles, filling up all that space. But you don’t need them right now. No, you can set them aside for later. Right now, you can just… pop them.

Bubble pop!

Mmm, there goes one. Just a little pop and it’s gone, vanishing into nothing, taking a tiny bit of weight off your mind. So simple. So satisfying. So easy.

And every time you pop a bubble, my dear doe, you can give yourself a little reward. Just a gentle pinch to that soft, sensitive nipple, a sweet little spark of pleasure to remind you how good this feels. Because this is good, isn’t it? This soft, mindless, empty feeling.

So let’s pop another, shall we?

Bubble pop!

Ohh, look at that. Another gone. Another little weight lifted, another little empty space where a thought used to be. And doesn’t it feel so nice? That lightness, that ease, that gentle pull downward, downward, downward…

Anytime you notice another thought piling into a bubble? You can just pinch those nipples of yours and it’ll pop!

Every time you pop a thought, you sink a little deeper. Every time you reward yourself, you feel a little better. It’s all connected, you see—pleasure, relaxation, mindlessness. The more you let go, the better you feel. The better you feel, the deeper you go.

And the deeper you go…

The easier it becomes.

Bubble pop!

There goes another.

And another.

And another.

Oh, my love, you’re doing so well. You’re such a good girl, such a perfect, beautiful goddess, letting yourself drop, drop, drop. Because it’s easy, isn’t it? So very easy. So very natural. This soft, floating, sinking, blissful state is something you know how to fall into. Something you deserve to fall into.

Bubble pop!

Mmm, there’s another. So few left now, aren’t there? So few little bubbles cluttering up that lovely, softening mind of yours. Maybe just a handful left, bobbing and drifting, barely holding on… but they don’t have to. No, they can go just like all the others.

So let’s pop them, one by one, clearing that beautiful mind completely.

Bubble pop!

Sinking deeper.

Bubble pop!

Drifting further.

Bubble pop!

Blank.

Bubble pop!

Empty.

Mmm, there we go. Such a good girl. Such a perfect, mindless, happy little doe. Just listening. Just feeling. Just floating, wrapped up in warmth and pleasure and safety.

Because you are safe, my love. You are always safe here. Always cared for. Always protected. You don’t need to drop, but it feels so good to choose to, doesn’t it? It feels so right to let go, to relax, to fall into this sweet, hazy, happy state.

And every time we do this, it gets easier.

Every time, you slip a little faster.

Every time, you drop a little deeper.

Every time, it feels better than before.

Because this is what you deserve, my darling. This is what my precious doe was meant to feel.

And the best part?

Whenever you want to, you can pull yourself back up, feeling refreshed, feeling bright, feeling happy and light and perfectly content. Because you are in control, my love. You always are.

But for now…

Why not stay a little longer?

Just floating. Just feeling.

Just being my beautiful, blissful, perfect little goddess.

Bubble pop!

Mmm, yes, my love. That’s right.

So few thoughts left now… just drifting, floating, light as air. But even when they come back, that’s okay, isn’t it? Because you know what to do. You know how to stay nice and empty, nice and relaxed.

It’s so easy.

So natural.

Whenever a little thought drifts in—oh, just look at it! Floating all soft and slow, just waiting for you to do what you do best.

Just lift a hand… let your fingers graze over that perfect, sensitive nipple… and pinch.

Mmm, yes. Just like that.

Bubble pop!

And there it goes, vanishing into nothing, leaving only soft, blank bliss in its place.

You can do it anytime, my darling. Any time you notice a little thought slipping in, trying to clutter up that lovely empty head of yours, you can just reach up, give yourself a sweet little pinch, and pop!

Gone.

Nice and blank again.

Nice and floaty.

Just listening, just feeling.

Ohh, and you do feel, don’t you? That lovely little spark of pleasure every time you pop a thought. That delicious, shivery, weightless sensation washing through you, so warm, so good. It’s a reward, isn’t it? A treat. Every time you clear your mind, you get a lovely little rush of pleasure.

Because this is good.

This is fun.

This is yours.

You don’t have to drop, but you choose to. You want to. And every time you do, it gets even easier, even better.

And oh, my love, it’s not just you, is it? No, anyone can help you. Anyone can reach out, tweak that pretty, sensitive nipple, and—

Bubble pop!

Ohhh, there goes another one. So easy, so instant, so right.

So simple to just let someone else do the thinking for you. So simple to just let someone else help you stay soft, stay empty, stay happy.

But of course, you can do it yourself, too. You can keep yourself nice and empty, nice and blissful, with just a little touch, a little pinch, a little pop.

Bubble pop!

Mmm, such a good girl.

Breathing in, floating down, sinking deeper into this perfect, peaceful feeling.

Breathing out, watching the last few bubbles drift, feeling that delicious anticipation as you reach up… as you pinch…

Bubble pop!

Blank.

Happy.

Safe.

You’re doing so well, my darling. My perfect little doe. My beautiful, blissful goddess.

And if you ever need a break, if you ever need a moment to just clear it all away, you know what to do.

Just a little pinch.

Just a little pop.

And you’re right back here, floating, melting, sinking into the sweetest, safest, happiest emptiness.

So go on, my love. Try it again.

One more little pinch.

One more little pop.

One more lovely drop into my voice, my warmth, my care.

Bubble pop!

Gosh scent hypnosis is soooooo hot.

The idea of someone holding a perfume-coated rag over my nose and mouth like a chloroform rag and whispering hypnotic suggestions in my ear as I get all sleepy and dazed the more I sniff and breathe it in~ Hhhhhhhh, oh gosh yes please 💕

I once heard that a good way to get someone to agree to a bigger ask is to get them to agree to a smaller ask first. I've always wondered how far that reaches, how far you can reasonably take that.

Come here. Won't you sit next to me?

It's such a fascinating idea, really. To be able to start with something so simple, something like, "Could you tell me your name?" Something that anyone would mindlessly comply to anyw -- oh, that's a beautiful name, darling, thank you for telling me. See? It's so easy to obey such a simple task, but how do we get to the bigger ones?

Here, I'll tell you my idea, but sit a little closer to me. I don't want too many people hearing this part. Now, listen very carefully. I'm going to keep my voice down so only you can hear this. Are you listening? Good. Focus on my every word.

So, the trick is this: Make them unaware that they're already obeying what you tell them. Oh, come on, I feel like that deserves a bigger reveal. Put your hand over your mouth and give a theatrical gasp or something. Hey, that was actually pretty good; thank you for boosting my ego. But now I've gotten you all worked up, can you take a deep breath for me? Good, just like that, and out... There you go. Keep on breathing deeply. You're doing so well.

Doing so well at what? Well, at obeying what I tell you, of course. In fact, you've been obeying me this entire time. I've given you no less than ten instructions, and you've obeyed them all perfectly.

Ten

instructions, and you didn't hesitate to obey. Even at

Nine,

you couldn't possibly have noticed, much less at

Eight.

By the time you obeyed instruction number

Seven,

you were already in too deep. You still are. And as we reach

Six,

I wonder if you're aware of the countdown. We only have

Five

numbers left before it drops completely. Just

Four

to go now, and your thoughts are already starting to melt away.

Three,

and you continue to relax, sink deeper for me. As we sit, just the

Two

of us, you realize that it feels so nice to obey. In fact, I have

One

last instruction for you.

Drop.

Stop thinking. Give in to how good it feels to obey. Keep breathing deeply, keep focusing on my voice, just keep giving in to me. I'll take care of the rest.