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It's like such a fun word!!

CG Hypnosis – Mindless Doll Remix

Here’s a little 6 minute file I’ve been playing around with for a week or so. It’s a remix version of the “You Are A Mindless Doll” file I just released.

This file still includes the wonderful @ringofkees and I think it turned out quite interesting. Let me know what you think, and give it a reblog if you like it!

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You know what I think is hot? Like, really hot? Having someone completely under my control. Seeing the awareness in their eyes fade as I take over their mind. Watching them surrender to my spell, just like you’re doing right now. With one snap of my fingers, I can alter your thoughts. I can render you helpless to my commands. I can put you into the deepest of sleeps. All it would take is one snap of my fingers, and you’d be mine. Totally hypnotized. I can tell you’re trying so hard to resist right now, but I barely have to try at all. One tiny snap is all it would take for you to drop. So as you’re desperately clinging to your control, I’ll be watching closely for the moment your eyes roll back. Because nothing makes me happier than the thought of completely dominating your mind. So go ahead and try to resist. We both know you’ll go under as soon as I snap my fingers…

**SNAP**

Are you my slave now?

If  “yes” please continue….

One of the hottest looks for a hypno slave is being completely empty and vacuous.

The fewer thoughts you have, the hotter you look.

Remember that.

Normally, you spend so much time trying not to look dumb.

But right now, you WANT to look stupid.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

That phrase swirls in your empty, obedient mind until there is nothing else.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

The human brain is very easily programmed.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

Repetition is the key to learning.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

Every time you read it or say it, you make another copy in your brain.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

The words imprint deeper and deeper every time.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

That is a very well-believed scientific theory.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

And this is a harmless phrase.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

Because, even if you’re smart, it’s okay to look dumb once in a while.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

You know you’re not dumb all the time.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

So, looking dumb is just for fun.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

In fact, it’s a challenge.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

See if you can look so dumb that it would fool anyone who saw you.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

Are you smart enough to know how to look dumb?

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

You can let your face go slack.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

Your mouth can arrange itself in a dopey smile.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

Your head can loll to the side.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

Your body can slump at a weird angle.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

Your legs can splay out in odd directions.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

Your toes can wiggle all by themselves.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

You can let drool trickle out from between your lips.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

And when you look suuuuper stupid,

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

You can say “I’m so fucking dumb”

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

And then you can laugh stupidly at yourself and get even dumber.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

Getting dumber is really funny.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

And getting dumber is really sexy.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

Looking dumb makes you feel sexy.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

And looking sexy makes you feel dumber

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

Now, getting dumber and dumber.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

You’re almost too dumb to read.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

Sooooooo dumb.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

It’s really funny how dumb you are.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

.You become lost in how nice being dumb feels.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

How sexy being dumb feels.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

Just keep repeating.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

Keep getting dumber.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

Keep feeling sexier.

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

And let your eyes glaze over

The dumber you look, the sexier you are.

Bye bye brain!

This is all I ever want xox

i want you to make me into your perfect fuckdoll. mold me to fit your desires exactly, reward me when i get it right, and punish me hard enough i’ll never make the same mistake twice. i want my thoughts to come directly from you, to hear your voice in my head when i think. i want to be more yours than i am mine. i want to be unrecognizable after your conditioning.

Premise: Speech Control

Just a little list of ideas that I came up with on the topic of speech control. Some of these are about in person speaking, some are about texting, some are applicable to both. Some of these I’d like to try, some of these I have tried, some of these I would probably not want to do, some I’m indifferent to.

Word Restrictions

No swearing.

No puns.

Only being allowed to use words once per day. 

Only being allowed to use words from a list of pre-approved words chosen by my partner.

Not being allowed to use words from a list of off limits words chosen by my partner, but otherwise able to speak freely.

Not being allowed to use words containing a certain letter of the alphabet, but otherwise able to speak freely.

Only being allowed to use short and simple words, limited by number of letters or number of syllables, or simply at my partner’s discretion. (Imagine typing out an entire text and being met with “hmm, I think that word might be too big for you,” and having to agree and reword what you’ve said.)

Having to refer to myself in the third person.

Having to refer to my partner by a title, honorific, or nickname they have chosen.

Having to use a lowercase “i” to refer to myself. 

Having to use capitalized pronouns to refer to my partner. 

Limited Speech

Only being allowed to say a certain number of words (or less) per day.

Only being allowed to say a certain number of words (or less) per text message. No double messaging, of course.

Having to keep track of how many words my partner uses, and always using less throughout the day.

Having to start each sentence with “Please” and/or end it with “Thank you,” even if it doesn’t technically make sense. 

Having to rhyme. Or else fulfil the requirements of some kind of specific poetry such as a haiku. 

Having to ask permission to ask for things. “Please may I ask to use the bathroom?” 

Only being allowed to say “Please” and “Thank you.”

Not being allowed to ask for anything.

Only allowed to speak to my partner in public. 

Not being allowed to speak on specific topics, particularly when they’re super relevant. For example, we go to the zoo and I’m not allowed to talk about animals. 

Only being allowed to say the opposite of what I mean/want. 

Restricted Speech

Having to ask permission to speak at all, either through a non-verbal signal, or else the only thing I’m allowed to say without permission is “Please may I speak?”

Only allowed to speak when spoken to.

Having to be in a specific position - the more submissive or uncomfortable, the better - to speak. Additionally, having to wait in that position until I am acknowledged and allowed to speak. 

Having to go a set length of time without speaking each day. The timer starts over each time I speak. (Imagine it’s an hour and at 55 minutes you get asked a question you can’t ignore. Each attempt like that would mean you talk less throughout the day.)

When possible, set entire days, or even a weekend as “quiet time.”

Surprise quiet time. That is, a spoken or text command, “It’s quiet time,” and I am expected to be silent until I am released. (A potential training opportunity: this could happen many times throughout the day, each session lasting only a few minutes before the next.)

Starting every day without the ability to speak until I have completed my morning routine. Finishing each day by not being allowed to speak once my nighttime routine is done. 

Having a set day of the week during which I am expected to remain silent. 

Having a cost to speak. A mild-moderate punishment for each time I wish to speak, such as having to put nipple clamps on first or having to write lines for each time I spoke afterwards.

Having to trade my ability to speak for rewards, such as not being allowed to orgasm unless I agree to a two days of no speaking.

Trading chunks of silent time for edges. Each edge is half an hour of silence. Maybe I know before I start edging, maybe I don’t. 

Having to be silent until I have completed a task, such as linewriting, or an edging session, or even something mundane like having to stay silent on a long drive, even while playing a board game. 

Having recurring tasks during which I am not allowed to speak, such as never being allowed to speak during meals or while watching movies. 

Only being allowed to speak while wearing my collar. 

Not being allowed to speak while wearing my collar. 

Only being allowed to speak while naked. 

No words, only sounds. Easy enough when you’re gagged, but having to make the deliberate effort to only make sounds is nice. 

Wearing a bark collar. Each time I speak, I get shocked, until I learn not to speak while wearing it. It then becomes a very effective gag. 

Forced to Speak

Being asked a series of questions and having to provide at least X words to answer, on topic. (It wouldn’t even have to be a high number. Imagine having to use 50 words to answer a yes or no question. Even 20 might be a challenge. But being asked to say/text 300 words on why I shouldn’t have an orgasm? Just a thought.)

Agreeing to X number of questions (number could be in trade for edges, or in trade for lessening a punishment) and having to answer them fully, even if it’s embarrassing. (Obviously within limits. Questions I refuse to answer don’t count towards the number.)

Having a mantra to repeat every time my partner says a certain word, whether that word is part of the mantra or not. (Having someone trigger a mantra like this is great fun, especially mid-conversation, or while I’m trying to ask for something, or while I’m trying to explain something.)

Having to repeat after my partner, perhaps modifying pronouns. (“You will obey” being modified to “I will obey.”)

Being tasked with writing up a fantasy, and then being made to read it aloud.

Being Physically Gagged

Being expected to be gagged or otherwise prevented from speaking at all times. (Ballgag might be too harsh for “at all times,” but tape is effective, too.)

Being gagged at random. Not just during scenes, but during mundane activities, such as watching a movie together or doing housework. (I like the idea of being interrupted while in the middle of something, maybe even in the middle of a conversation, and my partner simply holds out a gag. Or sitting at my desk working when my partner comes up behind me and slips my gag between my lips. Being told to kneel and open my mouth, excited to get to suck cock, and instead gagged. Comes with a bonus of being trained to readily take my gag.) 

Being told I can only speak while being gagged, despite knowing it will be unintelligible.

Planning a voice call with my partner, but right before we begin I am instructed to put a gag on so that at no point during the call can I actually speak.

Games

Playing the quiet game, either with my partner or with another submissive. I am rewarded if I win, and punished if I lose. 

Playing a kinky version of Taboo/Password: My partner picks a word and a length of time. I do not get to know the word, but do get to know we’re playing and for how long. My partner counts every time I use the word, and when time is up, I get punished for each use. Tons of games to be played on both sides, with my partner trying to get me to say the word, and me trying to figure out what it is. Perhaps if the time period is long enough, I get a clue to the word each day. I would probably end up speaking as little as possible to avoid it. 

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Personality Changing Game

A new tumblr game:

Post this to your blog if you want to play.  Your followers will send asks with a question plus a cliche personality type in asterisks.  *Seductress* *Bimbo* *Virgin* *Cocktease* *Submissive* *Learned Scholar* etc.  

Whatever they tell you, you will become while you answer their question, and for the next 15 minutes– or until you’re given a new personality.  Whichever comes first.  

Have fun!

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