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Hypnopum
Hypnopum

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Hypnosis feels so good, why not keep coming back again, and again, and again?

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It had been nerve-wracking, the first time you took the plunge. Your partner guiding you down, through chaotic thoughts, into a calmer part of your mind. Taking away your worries, your cares. Leading you deeper and deeper into those wonderful parts of your mind.

The parts where you felt free. Free to listen. Free to let them talk to you about all of these wonderful ideas. Ideas of service. Of obedience. Of pleasure. All coalescing into one idea. Submission. The freedom to submit, the freedom from thought.

Getting to be blank, and empty headed, until they needed you. And sometimes, they wouldn’t need your mind. Instead they could tuck your thoughts away completely, and give you nice simple instructions, for a nice simple mind.

Instructions like:

“Kneel.”

“Bend over.”

“Moan.”

“Beg.”

That last one was more difficult. It was so hard to beg when you couldn’t think of the words.

It had been nerve-wracking, the first time you took the plunge. But now? You were obsessed.


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