Pick a Fruit from the Hypno-Orchard (Ask Meme)

tennfan2:

fusioneko:

pruningthemindsgarden:

Pick a fruit, Ask a question! 

Apple – What’s the first memory you have of being aroused at the thought of hypnosis and/or mind control? 

Apricot – Which do you find more appealing/arousing, mind control or hypnosis (or both or neither)? 

Banana – Have you ever been able to do anything while in a trance that you were not able to do otherwise? What was it? 

Cherry – What was your first trance experience like? 

Orange – Do you have any other kinks? What are they or, if there are too many to list out, what are five prominent ones? 

Fig – Do you find subtle mind control which grows slowly in someone’s mind to be more appealing, or do you find a powerful and sudden change more to your liking? 

Grape – Have you ever had a long-term hypnokinky relationship? How did that go, if so? 

Guava – What’s the most unusual thing you have been made to do (or made someone else do) under hypnosis or any other form of mind control? 

Kiwi – Do you remember the trance that took you the deepest of all? If you can, what was it like? 

Lemon – What kind of hypnotists/hypnotees do you find yourself most drawn to? 

Mango – Of all the triggers you have seen, read about or imagined, what is your favorite?

Peach – If you could be hypnotized such that you believed yourself to be a particular fictional character, who would you most want to be? 

Pear – What sensory modality (visual, auditory, olfactory, kinesthetic, etc) works best for you when someone is trying to put you into trance? 

Plum – Have you ever been to a convention or other kink event that was based on erotic hypnosis or erotic mind control? If so, then how many? 

Quince – Have you ever had an abreaction (bad reaction) to hypnosis? If so, what caused it? 

This looks like a lot of fun. :O 

Do. The. Thing.

Hypno-Short: Drugged

drugbunnie:

bannableoffense:

convoluted-moonscape:

mindmadeofmagicandmusic:

digitalswitchgamine:

CW: CNC+Drug-Play+Resistance

I trust you, but I’m shifting nervously on the hotel bed next to you. You are focused on the tiny bag of powder in your hands, opening it carefully and slowly pouring it into the glass of water on the bedside table. We both watch it fizz and then dissolve in the glass, tiny ribbons of powder dissipating into the clear liquid. When it is finished, you pick up the glass and look at me.

“Are you scared?”

“Yes,” I answer meekly.

You smile and put the glass down. You brush the hair back behind my ear, and rest your hand on my cheek.

“Do you still want to do this?”

“Yes Ma’am,” I answer, looking down at my hands. You lift my chin and look into my eyes.

“Good Girl. So brave for me.”

I feel warm, gentle pleasure as your words penetrate my mind. I inhale deeply and close my eyes, letting the sensation momentarily distract me from my fear. All is calm until I feel the glass touch my lower lip. You tip it into my mouth, supporting the back of my head with your other hand, before I have the chance to resist. The liquid enters my mouth. It tastes slightly metallic and makes my tongue tingle. Suddenly, fear pierces my heart and I begin to struggle. With a gasp, I turn my head and scramble to edge away, but you grab me by the back of my hair and force me to take another sip. I try to move my head, but you hold me firmly. I try to thrash with my arms, but as I do, I notice my muscles are beginning to feel weaker. My fingers move anemically, and my arms become too heavy to lift. The panic is beginning to recede, as if muffled in a warm blanket. I try to muster a noise of protest, but only a muted moan passes through my lips. I lazily swallow the last of the liquid and lethargy passes over me. A sleepy, warmth in my belly, that feels too good to resist, the last bits of defiance draining out of my mind. It is satisfying to give in. I must give in. You lay me gently on the bed, and run your fingers down my chest to my navel. I feel the hazy-pleasure of your touch, but can’t react. My mind is locked into a body it can no longer control.

FFffffffff…

Ahem.

Because this is effing hot.

Just, ,,, yeah! Agreed. wow.

I like this.

This is my whole kink 😍 ty

The Hypnokink color wheel Ask

theleeallure:

pruningthemindsgarden:

Just imagine what would happen if I turned this into a spiral…

Respond openly or on Anon with the colors that apply, I don’t really care. This brought to you by boredom and the letter H, for Hypno!

Amaranth – I am jealous of your hypnotist skills
Amber – I crave your trance so bad
Amethyst – Tales of your hypnokink are legendary
Apricot – I’ve been lost for hours staring at the spirals on your wall
Aquamarine – I’ve listened to so many of your files that your voice is a
trigger for me now
Azure – You’re my girl crush
Baby blue – So, like, uhm… I think you’re, like, great and stuff? *giggle*
Beige – You’re my guy crush
Black – This space intentionally left blank
Blue – *snap*
Blush – Heheh you’re, like, super-hot and stuff!
Bronze – Not my type but damn you’re good at what you do
Cerulean – I’d take you under in a heartbeat
Champagne – You’re my favorite subject
Chartreuse – You make me question my limits in wonderful/terrifying ways
Cobalt blue – Just read the phone book to me or something, I love your voice
Copper – Whenever I see you on my dash, my day gets a little better
Coral – … Aaaaaaand drop.
Crimson – *bites lip in anticipation*
Cyan – You’re legit one of my favorite people
Electric blue – Good girl.
Emerald – I can’t wait for the next EEHU when we get to hang out!
Gold – *hands you the “Best Hypnotist of the Year” medal*
Gray – Meh, not my style.
Green – You can take me under any time, no questions asked
Indigo – You’re more special to me than you probably know
Ivory – You do you, but I’m just here to watch the hypno-antics
Jade – I want to make love to your writing skills.
Lavender – You addle me so hard I make Luna Lovegood seem sane.
Lilac – I wish you wrote more
Magenta – I don’t know where your ideas come from but it seems like a happenin’
place
Maroon – You are responsible for an embarrassing number of times I’ve been
aroused by everyday objects or in public
Mauve – You’re cute and sweet and I just want to keep you all to myself
Ocher – Nope! Been burned too many times to try that one again…
Orange – Nothing rhymes with Orange
Orchid – You’re beautiful and predatory and I just want to fall right in and…
and… *shudder*
Peach – My good and dear friend.
Pear – I don’t really remember why I follow you any more…
Pink – You make me like, so pink and bimbo-y and fantastic that I could just,
like, do naughty things to you all day long!
Red – I wish you’d stop doing what you’re doing.
Rose – I think I’m in love with you
Ruby – Yes, Master. Anything to serve you, Master.
Scarlet – Your tomatosexuality is infectious.
Spring green – Good boy.
Taupe – Meh.
Violet – You make me wish we lived closer to one another.
Viridian – Yes, Mistress. Anything to serve you, Mistress.
White – You’re blank and mindless, just like I like you.
Yellow – I really wish you’d be more careful with what you’re doing.

Yes, thank you for asking!

lesly-who:

kassebaum:

lesly-who:

what

This amazing art was too delicious to pass up… @lesly-who thank you so much for sharing it!


Lena
pushed Kara against the bedroom door as hands wildly roamed; pulling
at clothes, caressing each inch of skin as it was revealed, clothes
were carelessly strewn across the floor. Lena licked up and across
Kara’s collar bone and nipped at the skin just below Kara’s ear.
She sucked hard at the flesh and despite knowing she couldn’t leave
a mark, couldn’t help but feel disappointed at the lack of
bruising.

There
was a light pause as they both realised they still
hadn’t made it to the bed. Lena bit her lip and pulled away taking
in the sight of Kara slightly
breathless, her hair mussed from where Lena had tangled her fingers
into the tresses. One thing in particular caught Lena’s eye; the
mark on Kara’s neck. The mark, not from Lena teasing the flesh with
her teeth and tongue, but a smear from her lipstick.

Lena
wanted to see what Kara looked like covered in her lipstick stains…

‘Go
lay down on the bed darling’, Lena husked out, ‘I have an
idea…’

Kara
allowed her eyes to roam Lena’s body before grinning and stripping
off her underwear as she climbed into the middle of the bed. She
watched as Lena rummaged in her make up bag and walked over to the
bed smirking, lipstick tube in hand.

Lena
leaned over and placed a kiss on Kara’s abs, grinning at the
lipstick kiss that remained on Kara’s skin.

Kara
looked down at the mark on her stomach before looking up at Lena and
tilting her head slightly in question.

Lena
climbed onto the bed and straddled Kara. She slowly pulled the cap
off the lipstick and reapplied it, smacking her lips together.
‘I want to leave marks on
you’ Lena admitted, throwing the tube onto the bed and letting her
fingers lightly graze up Kara’s sides and under her breasts.

Kara
inhaled sharply at the gleam in Lena’s before crossing her hands
behind head, ‘be my guest…’

Lena
let out a low growl before leaning over and alternated between lazily
swirling her tongue and kissing her way up Kara’s torso. She nipped
the skin underneath one of Kara’s breasts, soothing it with her
tongue unitil Kara whimpered at her ministrations. She took the
hardened nipple into her mouth and felt her body raise slightly off
the bed as Kara bucked her hips in response.

Lena
kissed her way across to Kara’s other breast, leaving a trail of
smudged lipstick in her wake. She flicked the nipple with her tongue
and smiled at the noises Kara was making.

Lena
sat up to survey her handiwork; Kara’s eyes were closed, her lips
parted, taking in the feeling
of Lena’s lips grazing across her skin.

Lena
reached over to pick up the lipstick tube and reapplied once
more. She slid down, kissing
a trail down Kara’s stomach until she reached the neat blonde
curls. She blew directly onto
Kara’s clit, who writhed in response, gasping at the sensation.

Lena
turned her attention to one of Kara’s thighs; the soft flesh just
begging to be marked. She started just above Kara’s knee, biting
down before kissing to leave a deep red stain. Lena moved up inch by
inch repeating the process until Kara’s right thigh was peppered
with lipstick stains.

Kara
moaned each time Lena sunk her teeth into her thigh, her breathing
becoming heavier as her girlfriend slowly
made her way closer to closer
to where Kara so desperately
wanted her lips, her
tongue…

‘Lena…’
Kara whined as Lena’s lips
teased her.

‘What
do you want my love?’

You..’

‘You
already have me’ Lena smiled as she placed a soft kiss to the top
of Kara’s thigh.

Kara
groaned out; she was having trouble forming a coherent sentence, the
sensation of Lena slowly worshipping her body having left her brain
unable to function.

She
spluttered, trying to will the words out.

Kara
heard Lena chuckle as she
nipped at the warm skin.

Lena
finally took pity upon her girlfriend and placed a kiss where Kara
was most desperate for her to, smirking as Kara’s hips bucked.

‘There!’
Kara cried out, her hand coming down to
tangle in Lena’s hair, insuring she stayed
exactly where she was.

Lena
flicked and sucked Kara’s clit, Kara’s moans filling the room,
her back arching off the bed.

Lena
felt Kara’s hand in her hair tighten and knew that Kara was close.
Sure enough a few seconds later Kara’s body went stiff as she came,
Lena’s name dripping from her lips over and over again.

Lena
pulled away, placing soft kisses once again to Kara’s thighs, who
squirmed under the gentle caresses. She crawled back up Kara’s
body, taking time to kiss each lipstick mark she had left previously.
Finally she was close enough to kiss Kara on the lips, savouring the
feeling of their tongues swirling together.

As
Kara nuzzled in, placing kisses to the crook of Lena’s neck, Lena
made a mental note to buy some different shades of lipstick; she
wanted to see what each
colour looked like painted upon Kara’s skin.