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Am open for a new slaves,...
Happy wife, happy life.
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I thought I should make myself known to people, since some of you seem to have the wrong idea. I am a woman, a real woman, age 34 and into hypnosis for a few years now. People seem to like relaxing when I soothe their mind enough to ..... well, whatever comes to mind, if you know what I mean. I too think about the supremacy of women and how things are changing for men and women. Anything you have to ask, just drop me a note.
I thought I should add that I dabbled, well more than just dabbled, with hypnosis during my college years. I gave little demonstrations for friends in the privacy of their homes, and occasionally a stage show for my classmates. So much fun!! So many hands raising as I suggested a balloon string attached to their wrist on their left hand. Like so many volunteers all at once. Sleepy eyes looking at me, their left hand raised begging to be further enhanced in hypnosis.
Sheila (email: sheila.b.34b@gmail.com)
Recently I have been thinking about gaslighting, changing a subject's mind about simple facts or even changing their memory about situations, orientation, interests, desires, experiences. Change is good for girls, where they don't have to think about anything. Facts they thought was clear, like addition... 2+2 or what 22/7 equates to. They accept totally whatever I tell them it is. 2+2 isn't always what you might think, right?
One thing about spirals is that girls have a difficult time following them, even when they think they are following, they aren't. Their eyes lag behind the pretty spirals. Have you noticed if you pull up a spiral that you don't actually do it like you think you are. Pulling you deeper as you gaze. So addicting, wouldn't you agree?
Actually there is something else I have been thinking about. #Covert Hypnosis is becoming a real, strong interest of mine. Imaging just you and I having a somewhat average-type conversation. You might not even notice my repeatedly using some words or phrases, repeated that have a tendency to make you yawn or sink deeper in your chair. Maybe your mouth gaps open a bit, or your eyes feel tired. #trigger talk is very exciting, isn't it?
Introducing a new concept is always fascinatingly arousing. Maybe I am not talking about it overtly, but subtle in the application of the concept of corruption. Lovely, lovely corruption. Once I have the trust and complete acceptance of corruption, I don't even have to mention it until later, after corrupting you bending your will to me, to mine. Corruption makes you want to be engaged with me, without the least bit thinking about it. It is, the state of it, it is who you were meant to be. Yes, clothing is not something you are comfortable with when we are alone. You have a rather strong need to display yourself. All of your physical attributes that you work so hard on maintaining. Hustling to be with me to show me, hoping I am pleased and that we can spend evenings together, in corruption.
Just go for it