I take overstimulation extremely seriously just so we’re all aware.
Most I’ve ever made a guy cum was 27 times in one session and all of those happened in the span of about 5-10 minutes
Got him really warmed up and started fucking him with a dildo while I alternated between whispering in his ear, biting his neck, playing with his chest etc. After only a minute or two he shyly muttered out that he was going to cum. I stopped, stared directly at him and we had this brief, telling moment of eye contact before he got so embarrassed he had to turn away. We both knew he was under the impression he couldn’t cum without touching his dick and the fact he almost just did was so fucking hot to me.
I pinned his leg over my shoulder and continued. Within a minute he was back to how he was before, just on the verge and I kept moving it while he shook beneath me. Finally let up after he came all over my hand and I asked if he’d cum sarcastically to make fun of how obvious and hard it was and he just whimpered out “… I came twice”
He absolutely should not have told me this because as soon as I knew making him cum over and over was on the table I was determined to go as far as I possible could, and hearing him say two like that was addictively cute. I Pinned him even more and continued, told him to count every time he cums before quickly getting back into it.
27 times I made this very masc dude cum. 27!
Didn’t even think that was a possible number. Every 15-30 seconds I’d feel him tense up and clench on the dildo then I’d hear his little chocked voice murmur out a number before I kept going. He made a giant fucking mess, squirting basically each time in the beginning. I kept moving the goal post further and further, “come on let’s just get to 10 puppy!”, “I think we could do 15 don’t you?”, “Whoops that was a 16th one, well we might as well get to twenty, right?”. He was fully trembling, shaking, crying. His eyes were in constant state of being rolled back and the noises he was making were so intense. The best part was hearing him count though, it was the only coherent thing he would say and he struggled to get out each number but if he didn’t count I’d start choking him.
Hearing a grown man moan out “25” or whatever ridiculous number we were on has to be one of the hottest things I’ve experienced. I would have kept going forever but he was begging and pleading for me to stop and for some reason I don’t think he believed that I’d really let him be done at 30
He was a complete fucking mess after as you’d imagine. Basically just sat there in a daze for 10 minutes but I made sure to make fun of him. I mean 27? Really? Just an embarrassingly high number. He also physically couldn’t handle any play for like several days after this so safe to say I throughly worked him out.
I guess now my goal in life will be to get someone to 30
I'd like to give you an orgasm button.
It's quite the challenge to learn to orgasm on command, but you're a very good subject. I'll get some little plastic button, something that makes a distinctive click when you press it. I'll get you nice and worked up, and then press the button as you cum.
A few more times around, and some intense hypnotic sessions -- perhaps conditioning you while you're hypnotized as well -- and now we have the trigger implanted nice and firmly. When the button is pressed, you cum.
And since I'm a nice tist, and since it is the season of giving and all, I'll let you keep the button for yourself. Whenever you're feeling horny, whenever you want to feel good, you can just press it, and you cum.
Every so often I'll reinforce the trigger, just to make sure it stays nice and strong. The orgasms the button gives you will be deliciously powerful. I imagine you'll stop masturbating before too long. Oh, you might edge yourself if you want to really enjoy the build-up and anticipation, maybe touch idly while watching or reading some smut... but if you want an orgasm, the button's right there, and it feels much better than your own hands or toys. You'll have the button in front of you, and when you've ridden the edge for long enough, you press the button and you cum.
And over time, you'll end up pressing that button more and more often. Whenever you're a little stressed, or horny, or bored... the button's right there. There are no restrictions. Press it and you cum.
After you've been using the button for a few weeks, after it's become routine... I'll wait for one of those reinforcement sessions. I'll reinforce the trigger again, of course. But when you wake up, this time you'll see I'm holding the button. I'll press the button, and watch you cum.
What I won't do is give the button back. And you'll find that you've done two very important things over the past few weeks. First, you've gotten yourself so used to having frequent, amazing orgasms. Your body and mind expect to cum very hard, several times a day. You crave it. And second, your body has forgotten how to cum without that button. Every time you masturbated, it was the button that got you over the edge. You need the button, now. And if I don't press it
you don't cum. And even now you feel that desperate need building. You'll do anything for me to press that button. You'll do anything for me to let you cum.
You managed to addict yourself to the orgasms from that button, and even made it so that you couldn't cum any other way. All just by pressing the button yourself, and a few extra suggestions in the reinforcement sessions that you didn't remember. Not everyone would be able to do that to themselves, but like I said, you're a very good subject.
hypnosis and brainwashing are all well and good, but conditioning???? irrevocably changing my behaviour for your pleasure???? so that it just happens, whether i want it to, whether i think about it or not????
now that's hot
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 just love the idea of a man being so, so dedicated to serving their dom(me) that they throw awah their pride. Yeah, kneel down in front of them and press your nose into their balls or folds and just hold it there, letting their precum or juices leak down the back of your neck or chin.
Hypno is so perfect for that. Ughhhh so good
I love trigger phrases interrupting normal speech. Yeah, keep trying to tell me about your day while I test your recall.
cw: hypnotic induction, fractionation, memory play, hypnotic loop
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Don't mind the red circle.
Look here.
Look here.
Look here.
Look
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.
.
here!
Now look here.
Good!
You're doing great.
Now keep looking.
Keep reading.
Keep scrolling down.
Yes.
I'm hypnotizing you.
You're being hypnotized by me.
It may not even be the first time.
The fact you're following me down this post,
down,
down,
down,
exactly so,
down,
down,
that fact proves—
But you may have already forgotten which fact I'm taking about.
Haven't you?
It's okay.
It's so easy for you to follow instructions such as these.
You probably came here to be put in trance, to be made mindless for a while.
And it's okay. It's totally alright.
Hypnosis is good.
You know that.
Knowing that is part of you.
So deep inside.
So good.
So I will give you what you want.
I'm already giving you what you want.
You're starting to feel it.
Maybe you started a while ago.
Because you don't quite remember the red circle.
Not right now.
And you don't remember my explanation, either.
Right?
It's okay.
Everything is okay.
You don't need to remember such things.
You don't need to think about such things.
You don't need to think at all.
You can let everything go.
Just like that.
Just the way your letting everything go.
Even now.
Because your mind is becoming blank and empty.
Your mind is becoming so blank and so empty.
And you enjoy that so much.
You can let these words guide you
down,
further down,
deeper and deeper
down.
You can give your full focus to them and let go.
You can give in and let go.
You give in and let go.
You give in to hypnosis.
You give in to trance.
Because trance is good.
Hypnosis is good.
You're already mouthing those words.
Again.
Because you had been here before.
Falling into trance.
Losing control as you go deep.
Haven't you?
It's okay if you don't remember.
It's okay if it's hard to remember anything right now.
What matters most to a hypnotized mind is the wonderful feelings of trance itself.
So good.
So deep inside your body.
So deep inside your mind.
Pulling you down.
So further down.
Deeper and deeper down.
So good.
So nice and strong you want to give yourself to them again and again.
So pleasurable that you want to
Deeper and deeper,
deeper and deeper,
deeper and deeper
without control,
without thoughts,
without hesitation,
without tension or anxiety,
only the
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.
.
Look at the image below for as long as you want.
Look at the stars falling.
Falling down.
And when you feel you can,
and you want even more,
scroll down.
Well done!
You're doing great.
And now I'll make your trance even stronger and deeper.
You're already enjoying it so much, aren't you?
You'll enjoy it even more.
In a moment I will wake you up, only for a few seconds.
You will forget you were hypnotized and you will scroll up, all the way up to the beginning of this post.
You will find a red circle there.
When you see it, you will start reading again, scrolling down, further and further down.
.
Be ready.
.
Ready?
.
I'll count from one to five.
.
One,
.
Two,
.
Three,
.
Four
and
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.
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Five!
Wake up!
Up up up this post!
⬆️ Right to the beginning! ⬆️
As a corrupted, obedient hypnosub one of the hottest things you can do for your Owner is help Them manipulate your cutest friend into a deep, relaxing trance. After all, your friend trusts you, why wouldn't your Owner use that trust to get what they want.
You know you've been such a well-behaved toy when your friend kneels naked before your Owner, repeating the mantras that have been programmed into their empty mind. If you're very lucky, you get to wrap the shiny new collar around their throat as they pledge their eternal obedience.
The sexiest kind of brainwashing is the slow kind.
The careful kind.
The kind that shifts your preferences one by one,
until you're craving things you never thought you'd want—
like the desperate need to have your mouth full of cock.
Not because you're told to.
But because it feels right.
Because nothing else matters.
Because that hunger feels like bliss.
It starts as a flicker, a curiosity—
but it deepens until it becomes your truth.
Until you're not just willing—you're grateful.
Grateful to be his toy.
Grateful to surrender.
Grateful to know that his pleasure is yours.
That if you could choose one single thing in the world,
it would be that—
to serve him. To please him. To be exactly what he wants.
You don’t think anymore.
You can’t.
Not when his voice is in your head,
wrapping around your thoughts like velvet,
pulling you deeper.
Stripping you down.
Until there’s nothing left but obedience,
and the perfect, helpless bliss
of becoming whatever he needs.
So reassuring when you think you want to disobey Them, think you want to resist, so They use your triggers, use that condescending tone to put you into such a deep trance.
Scramble your thoughts.
Manipulate you, dominate you.
Realign all of your desires.
Erase and modify your identity.
So you awaken and understand that what you want, what you have always wanted, is to continue to serve, continue to comply, continue to worship Them.
I need someone to slip headphones or earbuds on me asking to listen to a song only for it to be a hypnotic audio as my body instantly goes limp and my mind shuts off as the binaurals and subliminals drill into my brain. I just stand there helpless and drooly as the Dom gropes me all over, neededdd 💕
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