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It's really fun to torture someone with pleasure without giving them any warning. To snap my fingers and put them into heat, see that look in their eyes as they feel the arousal growing between their thighs, as their conscious mind finally realizes what's happening, what they're going to be reduced to for the rest of the day. Seeing them whine and begin to beg with those adorable little eyes of theirs, and leaning in to oblige, kissing them, rubbing the pleasure into them even further. Teasing them, making their heat even stronger, and taking out my girlcock as if to please them, to satiate their heat, right before snapping again and locking them in place. They can no longer move, at least not on their own, not without being ordered to, so I'll push them down onto their back. I'll tease them a little more, rubbing their parts with my hand, snapping again and ordering them to spread their legs, watching their body obey. Putting my girlcock right next to their hole, listening to those sharp little breaths they take when they feel it just about to enter, and their whining when it passes by. Kissing them on the neck, teasing, making their heat, their need to be used become more unbearable with every passing second. Finally putting my girlcock in, just a tiny bit, only to take it out almost immediately and put a vibrator inside instead. Telling them they aren't allowed to cum without permission. Thrusting it in and out manually for a bit before turning it on, forcing it in as deep as it can go, and just leaving them there, helplessly locked in place for an hour or two. Occasionally reaching over to tease them a bit more, biting, licking, sucking, applying pressure to the vibrator, making out with them, shoving my tits in their mouth, and sometimes acting as if I'm going to fuck them before pulling away yet again. Eventually I'll order them to place their head between my thighs and worship. Between the conditioning forcing their body to obey and all of the pent up pleasure they're feeling, they'll be desperate for any form of release, desperate to obey, they'll do anything I order them to with the utmost passion. Feeling them worship my thighs and my girlcock while they pathetically grind on my calf, hoping for a release that simply won't come. Eventually I'll tell them to stop, I'll reach down and pull the vibrator out of them, tell them how wonderfully obedient they've been. I'll order them to cum as soon as I cum inside of them. And then I'll allow them to position themselves however they'd like to be fucked. Just using them like the pathetic, slutty little fucktoy they are. And every now and then, when I feel close, I'll stop for a moment just to make them wait a little longer. Stopping over and over just to make sure they're not allowed to cum. And when I feel satisfied, like I've enjoyed myself enough, I'll simply pull out, and finish outside of them, even after all of that effort they put in. Just to hear them whimper and whine, just to enjoy seeing how pent up they'll be. I'll have them rest their head on my chest, allowed to thrust against my legs as much as they want, but still disallow them from feeling release. And while they're laying there, their mind barely functioning, just an adorable, thoughtless pile of pleasure and desperate submission, I'll order them and thank their mistress for denying them. And they'll obey, because they are nothing more than a good thrall, and good thralls obey their mistress.

This is actually what having sex with me is like. I have used rambling about hypnosis as an induction on my bf on numerous occasions. The funniest part is that it's actually incredibly effective.

autistic but i got the sex autism so while im tying you up and leashing you like a good boy i infodump about how this releases endorphins that get you in that fuzzy elated mood and i tell all about how sex is so important for building intimate bonds between people. then i pull the rope tighter and hear you squeal

It's so adorable when a subject has their mind left mostly intact while their body is forced to obey. Even moreso when their body reacts to commands before they have consciously processed what was said. It feels wonderful watching the anticipation and fear in their eyes when they hear "down" and drop to their knees. Talking them to "open" and seeing their tongue roll out of their mouth, waiting to serve. Making them "follow" like an obedient little lapdog. And all the while they're just trapped in that pretty little head, following, obeying, being a good little thrall. Enjoying having any and all control of their body ripped away from them, treated like an object, a toy. The best part is seeing that, seeing how happy being a devoted thrall makes them, how blissful they feel being ordered around, no longer allowed by their own body to respond with anything other than instantaneous obedience.

Thrall waking up with bruises along their arms, legs, back, and neck, their entire body sore, sweating and breathing heavily, girlcum leaking out of them, an overwhelming wave of euphoria beginning to die down, and no memory of what happened prior aside from a vague recollection of being lured into a trance by a sweet, seductive voice whispering into their ear.

Speaking from the other end of this, (usually dominant but occasionally a bit more submissive), that is indeed very fun. Nothing better than biting a subby pet who thought they were in charge on the neck and feeling them give in over the course of a single instant. Just feeling their entire body releasing from their own control, it's weight dropping, their grip loosening and their thoughts fading, remembering that they're just a mindless little thrall, that their place is beneath their owner, at their beck and call.

I need to try and dominate someone, despite my normally submissive tendencies. I need them to let me have my fun for a while before catching me off guard and flipping the dynamic. I couldn’t have actually thought I was in control, right? No, no, they were in control the whole time. They were just indulging me. And now I need to be put back in my place.

You should become a vampire woman's thrall today!

Benefits-

Bliss!

No more difficult decision making!

Mindless obedience!

Live in a castle without having to pay rent!

Lots of other thralls to use and be used by!

No more job searching or need to keep employment, just help the other thralls clean and take care of mistress!

Lots of hugs and kisses and cuddles and bites on the neck!

Lots of cute new clothes that show off how beautiful and obedient you are!

The pleasure of getting to service mistress, and if you're especially good, even getting to feel her please you! How could you possibly refuse? (You can't)

What do you have to lose besides-

Just a tiny bit of blood, you'll be fine without it anyway.

Your free will, not that you really wanted to keep it in the first place.

So why wait? Be a good little toy, and become a thrall today!

One of my favorite uses for this is after punishing a thrall, petting them and asking them if they enjoyed being punished. Hearing their body force the "yes mistress, thank you for showing me my place mistress" out of their mouth after they're ordered to say it is such a perfect moment, showing them that even their words don't belong to them anymore ^^

Hypnotist that asks you a question 🤝 Hypnotist that answers for you.

And you like that too don't you? Of course you do. Say 'yes I like that too". You're so good.

Idk what a Thrall is but I'd love to find out

As a descriptor for a person, it refers to a servant or slave. In certain contexts, particularly more fantasy heavy ones, it's used in that sense to refer to a person under the control of a vampire or some other magical being. Given my fondness for hypnosis and vampire / succubus / siren / witch vibes, I like using it to refer to the people I've brought into a trance on a large number of occasions, and as such have a significant amount of control over. An example of a thrall would be my partner, who I've been with for nearly five years, and toying with using hypnosis for around two and a half, who is now not only incredibly susceptible to being put into trance by me, but also has many triggers that allow me to use and toy with him practically whenever I want, however I want, without the need to put him into a trance.

I'm just gonna put a little CW here, this post is gonna be leaning a bit more into abusing the amount of control granted by hypnosis. Might not be a pleasant read if you have bad experiences with this sort of thing. Like yes it is still a hornypost but just, be warned, I guess.

CW: Emotional abuse by way of hypnosis, I think. Definitely some questionable consent. All fantasy, of course.

Love is a wonderful thing. Such a strong emotion. It's wonderful how deeply it can ensnare a person, how it can be used to make them submit. When you feel love, you'll want to make the object of these affections happy, to please them. When a person already feels love, putting them into a nice, empty trance makes it so easy to take these feelings and intensify them. To turn their love into obsession, absolute devotion. They find themselves thinking about their Love more often, more positively. Some small things that bothered them at first start to feel charming, and the things that already were a bit charming now feel perfect, divine. To use their love to make them more willing to obey. Starting slowly, maybe some things their Love enjoyed now feel better to do. It feels so much easier to service, to pleasure, some tasks they preferred to avoid become easier to take care of, just to help. And over time this morphs into having no limits, as long as it pleases their Love. Anything for them. Anything for their Love. To make their love permeate their entire being, becoming their sole focus. The only thing that matters is the person they love, for whom they will now happily submit, happily obey any orders they are given as long as doing so makes their Love happy. Just a darling little love-slave, a pet, a toy, whatever their Love wants, anything their Love wants, grateful and blissful, forever bound to their Love's will by emotions that they no longer control.

It's honestly kind of transphobic of the universe that I don't have any cute vampire hunters coming to my home to try and "hunt" like that one meme. This one.

Like idk, feels like there should be beautiful heavily armored women busting down my door attempting to slay me with holy swords before making the mistake of briefly looking into my eyes and starting to lose control of herself, fear overtaking her as her body freezes in place. I ask what she really came here for, and after teasing her and caressing her cheek, watching her tremble while she struggles to stay upright, she finally admits that she wants to lose herself, to become a thrall. That looking into my eyes wasn't a mistake. She wanted this. With her intentions known, I sink my fangs into her neck, and feel her drop to the ground. And I sit down and move her head into my lap, holding her face tilted upwards towards mine before she reopens her eyes, a newfound smile on her face, staring into the eyes of her new, beautiful, kind mistress feeling nothing but absolute devotion and love.

And then I train her in the ways of dark magic and get her shadowy intimidating armor and she becomes my dark knight, my strongest servant, known throughout the land as an unbeatable foe, unstoppable force and immovable object all in one, who strikes fear into the hearts of all good and godly, an enforcer of evil that could rival the very gods in strength. Stronger even than me, kept in line by her love and devotion. Feared by kings and beasts alike, a monster in human form. And also we have lots of hot sweaty lesbian sex.

All I'm saying is that it's pretty transphobic that this hasn't happened yet.

Bringing a person into trance using kisses honestly feels perfect. Taking a pretty little thrall and shoving their lips onto mine, feeling their body relax in my arms, all of that tension fading away, giving up any and all control over themselves to me. Feeling their lips pressed against mine, my tongue caressing theirs, their entire body moving with mine. Letting them go for a brief moment, simply to watch them lean forward, begging to feel my mouth upon theirs again, it's all they want, all they need, the only desire in that pretty little head of theirs. Over and over, kissing, pulling away to feel their body try to follow mine, and kissing again, dragging them deeper and deeper every time our lips meet. We both lose track of time, as it simply doesn't matter. What matters is that they continue to sink deeper and deeper, becoming more and more dependent on the pleasure that I allow them to feel, that they feel me permeate their entire being, until I feel they're deep enough to fully give in, to have what little remains of their mind taken away. Until they're ready to be fully and completely mine. And when I feel that they've fallen deep enough into this wonderful, blissful trance, I tell them to repeat their mantra.

"Mistress's lips are pleasure, mistress's lips are love. They are bliss, and obedience, they are pleasure, and divinity."

And when I hear that wonderful mantra come out of their mouth, I'll kiss them again, holding their body as tightly into mine as I can, and feel their excitement and bliss as they sink into my lips, dropping as deep as they possibly can. The only thing running through their head from now on will be that mantra playing over and over, it's all they need to know, nothing else matters. They're nothing now, nothing more than a toy, an extension of my will, my mindless little thrall who feels nothing aside from absolute devotion to their mistress. And from there, I continue kissing. They're a good thrall, and for how wonderfully pliable they are, how easy and enjoyable it was to take their mind apart with so little effort, they deserve to feel pleasure.

I can confirm that this is, in fact, very fun. Even moreso if you leave some triggers and suggestions intact. Just a few things to assert your control over them despite their confusion. They don't remember anything, anyone, why they are where they are. But when they refer to the woman standing over them, their mouth forms a specific word. For me, that word is "mistress." They don't know why they're using the word "mistress," but they can't use any others to refer to you, their body simply won't allow them to. They may try to move, but you can simply tell them to stay, and as a result, they will stay. They can try and fight it, still trying to move, but again, their body won't comply. It still knows to obey, even if they don't. The most fun part of it, of course, is watching them relearn how wonderful it feels to be controlled. Not remembering anything doesn't change the fact that their brain makes them feel pleasure when they're given an order and their body forces them to obey. Sure, perhaps it's a bit terrifying for them, having your commands override their own attempts at controlling their body, but they love how it feels. Regardless of their lack of memories and their fear, it doesn't take long to give in mentally as well. They can't really help enjoying themselves, can't help submitting, this is how they've always been and how they always will be, even if they don't consciously know it.

Need to take away some of a sub's memories for a while... Not quite getting rid of them, per se, but keeping them just out of reach. The sub knowing they're there, they just can't grasp them. They just can't seem to remember... It's so close, yet so far away... Seeing a sub struggle like that would be fun.~

There's a perfect moment to ask them a question, when they're still conscious enough to respond, to be able to speak, but still struggling a bit to do so. When they're being pleasured in some way or another, desperately trying to let out their answer, but every movement, every hint of pleasure is so overwhelming that they can't help but stop. So they'll try and continue speaking once that source of pleasure has stopped for a moment, only for it to pick back up immediately, and hearing them whimper and whine in that moment is genuinely perfect. Teasing them with it, purposefully making it worse every time they start again, and hearing them get through a short sentence one syllable at a time between whimpering and quivering, taking so long that their ability to speak is practically non-existent by the time they've finished that single sentence.

In my personal opinion, that is the most fun moment of forcing them to speak through a trance where they can barely think. Also writing this has made me need to do this to my thrall again.

Slowly deteriorating a sub into a state of wonderful, dazed euphoria... Staggering, stuttering and drooling... And just asking them, every few minutes: "How are you feeling?~" And watching their answer slowly become less and less intelligible until they can't speak anymore.~ Super fun idea, don't you think?

I wish I was better at judging whether it's appropriate to flirt with other people and like, how aggressive I can be about it, because so many of the trans people I see posting on here are hot as hell like, physically and vibe wise, but my two styles of flirting are awkward "uh, you're, um, really cute, sorry if that's weird" style or something like "I bet you'd look absolutely adorable with your mind turned off and a collar around your neck" and the problem with the second style is that I am (reasonably) terrified of misinterpreting the vibes and saying something like that to someone who absolutely does not want me to flirt with them like that.

I feel like flirting would be way easier if I was a sub tbh.

So tbh there are specific vibes that I've wanted to attain when it comes to my hypno/vampire posting on here, but I've had a hard time putting them into words. Of course it can vary by post, but anyway, I found something that put all of them into words perfectly.

It's this. These are the vibes I want to reach. Of course I found it on a human domestication guide post.

Marking a pet is incredibly enjoyable ^^

Especially when sinking my fangs into them causes them to drop, and when they're already in trance it causes them to go deeper. Just feeling their body sink into the bed beneath them, their muscles tensing for a brief moment before relaxing, letting go, giving in. My teeth on their flesh as their mind fades, as they drop, drop, drop, nice and deep for their mistress, the more I bite, the more their mind belongs to me, the more their flesh is marked, bruised, branded, nothing more than a display of their loyalty, devotion, obsession, they must obey, they're willing to hurt, to be marked, to have their flesh be an exhibition to my love, my ownership of even the most private recesses of their being. They're a pet, a thrall, every bite seals their fate, intensifying their wonderful, brainwashed adoration. And they love every second of it. They want to drop, need to drop, to feel me to feed on them, to proudly display that they belong to me on every inch of their skin. Such a pretty pet, my toy, my thrall. And now that all consuming love, ownership, control is written into their body, inescapable, a part of them for as long as it takes to fade. But that won't happen. They don't want it to fade, won't allow it to, before it fades they'll present their flesh to me again, ready for their markings to be renewed, to have that love and absolute devotion written into their flesh yet again.

I can't say I fully understand why, but my little pet has been especially suggestible lately, dropping with the slightest push, and it's incredibly adorable. Activating the trigger that makes him repeat "I love being hypnotized" a few times? Can't keep his eyes open. Rubbing my fingers across his pussy for a total of two seconds? Mindlessly thrusting like the pathetic slut he is. A quick kiss on the lips? His body moves perfectly in sync with mine, pulled along like a marionette. Biting his neck? Practically locked in place unless I move him, or order him to move.

It's just so cute. I'm so tempted to just experiment a bit. I want to see how many things this works with, drop him into trance using the ones I already know will work, keep bringing him back up, and trying new things that feel like they'll drop him. Just fractionating him using every potential trigger I can think of. Grabbing him by the neck, petting him, biting his thighs, eating him out... And I have a few more in mind as well. And by all that is unholy I am going to kiss him so much once I've burned through everything I can think of, kiss him until all of the thoughts have faded from his pretty little head, and just cuddle and pet him once I'm done.