The Next Induction

ONLY READ MY WORDS IF YOU WANT THEM TO COMPEL, CONTROL, AND HYPNOTIZE YOU.

(OF COURSE IF YOU WANT TO DELUDE YOURSELF INTO BELIEVING THAT YOU'RE SIMPLY CURIOUS AND THERE'S NO *WAY* THIS COULD POSSIBLY HYPNOTIZE YOU... THAT'S FINE TOO... BUT YOU'VE BEEN WARNED) ;)

Now we're done with our little disclaimer, we can go about taking over that mind of yours...

You should get yourself comfortable...

And make sure there are no distractions around...

If you like to feel teased as you surrender, then perhaps you should slowly tease...

But only if that serves to focus your attention...

That's what I'd like you to do now as you breathe...

As you read...

As you follow...

Focus... Slip... Surrender... Serve...

Easy to do this...

To read and absorb my commands...

To relax and enjoy yourself...

You find yourself wanting to know more, so you're drawn in...

That's how hypnosis starts of course...

With you relaxing...

With you feeling engaged...

With you feeling focused...

With you finding yourself inclined to follow suggestions...

Like right now, you're following my words...

You read my warning up front, and perhaps it aroused you...

Perhaps it began to place images in your mind...

Images of being a submissive...

Images of being hypnotized...

Images of losing control of your mind...

It's only natural...

It's why you're here...

You're a submissive...

You enjoy the sensation of someone else being in control of you...

The thought of someone having the power to snap their fingers before you...

And make you into their pet...

Their puppet...

Their fuckdoll...

Their ornament...

Their airhead...

Their slave...

It has an appeal.

An appeal that arouses...

That entices...

That enchants...

And who can resist feeling enticed and enchanted...

You certainly can't...

Or... if you could at the start of reading my profile, you can't now...

If you could stop, you'd stop...

But instead you're reading...

Absorbing...

Obeying...

If you could control yourself, you'd look away from my words...

Instead of calmly focusing on them...

Your face passive...

Your muscles relaxing...

Your body still...

Your mind growing blank...

If you wanted any control over yourself you wouldn't have read this far...

You wouldn't be so enamoured by the thought of being enchanted by me...

You wouldn't find yourself feeling so empty headed...

You're following along wonderfully...

You're doing so well...

It's just becoming so natural to read and absorb my words...

To let them steer you...

To let them direct you...

To let them place image in your mind...

To place me in your mind as Mistress...

To picture me tracing my fingers down your face...

Raking my hands through your hair...

Fastening a collar around your neck...

Leashing you...

Whispering to you...

Controlling you...

Making you mine...

You're very aroused by all of this...

And you want more.

You feel your resistance melting away...

And you want more.

More helplessness...

More powerlessness...

More obedience...

You feel yourself becoming programmed... infatuated... enticed...

And you can't control yourself...

You feel the need to email me...

To obey me...

To do as I say...

To spill your desires...

To tell me which words and which ideas I suggested excite you...

Though you can't recall why.

You're aroused at the thought of it...

Excited at the prospect...

Weak...

Wet...

Wanting...

Obedient...

For some reason until you've emailed me: it's like you've an itch that you can't scratch...

And once I reply, it's like the best massage... the warmest most pleasurable bath... the most relaxing restorative sleep you could ever have imagined.

Waking now...

Recalling only what you wish to...

Perhaps nothing at all...

Waking...

Knowing that you need to email me... Tell me that you will obey your Master

Even if you don't remember why.

There's a good pet.