Just a friendly guy enjoying some sexy fantasies.... not at all an evil hypnotist... so there's no reason not to stare deeply into the sexy pictures... right? 18+ only, these are FANTASIES about non-consensual situations meant to be shared with those who enjoy consensual power exchange and roleplay. What is depicted here is NOT how real life is supposed to work, and if you're not treating the women in your orbit with respect and getting consent before embarking on any mind play adventures with them, you're doing it wrong. All hypnosis/brainwashing content here or if you message me is intended as roleplay. You might not want to follow this blog if you are easily hypnotized and do not consent to this Evil Mind Controller fantasy.
"If you're watching this, you've probably heard some horrible stories about me. And most of them are true. About a month ago, I discovered what Master had been doing: hypnotizing women and brainwashing them to become his harem of sex slaves. Even worse, when he tired of them, he sold them off as whores. Their weak, helpless minds couldn't do anything to stop it. They just obeyed their new Masters.
I confronted him. That was stupid of me, I know. I don't know what I thought would happen. But maybe I do now... I'm just too ashamed to admit it to myself. But Master didn't try to hypnotize me. Instead, he told me I was to bring him girls. Ten girls, or he would never make me his slave.
I was outraged, told him he could go fuck himself and I'd be coming back with the police. He laughed and said he's a very good judge of character and he knew me better than I knew myself. I've never been more angry.
So the next day I went to the police. I told them I knew the location of a kidnapping and convinced them to send two young female officers to investigate. I don't know why I didn't tell them the truth, but they told me to wait outside while they went in to arrest the suspect.
An hour later, I got a phone call. It was Master, telling me to come inside.
Once I did, I saw the Officers tied to chairs, their glazed eyes staring at spiral patterns spinning right in front of their faces. They had headphones on and were muttering along to what they were hearing. I think they were saying "fuckslaves... we are... fuckslaves..."
Master told me he needed eight more.
I confided what had happened to my sister Ruth. Well, maybe not everything that had happened. That night, she went to see Master. The next day, she called and told me in a dull, weak voice that she would not be coming back home and that I was to sell all her things and give the money to Master.
I did as I was told.
I didn't know why I was doing these things. I wasn't... evil. Not like Master. I just... I just wanted to know what Ruth was feeling when she sounded so happy to have lost everything I told myself was important.
It happened faster after that. I invited three girls from work over and got them drunk. Once they'd slept it off, they were in those chairs watching that spiral and listening to the headphones.
I took my neighbor and her nineteen year-old daughter to a hypnotism show and slipped the performer a hundred dollars to get them up on stage and leave them a trigger that would let me put them to sleep. When they woke up, they were in Master's hypnosis show and would never get out.
I let a door-to-door missionary inside my house and offered her a drink. It was drugged. She has a new mission now.
And that left just one more for me to collect. By now, I was masturbating for hours every day imagining what the slaves must be listening to on those headphones... what it felt like when the spiral had finally turned one time more than your mind could bear... and your will was broken.
That's why I made this recording for you to watch. You might not have noticed the track I made that's playing in the background. Master's offered me some very good tips about how to get girls to give in. Once you've finished watching this, you will give in. You'll report to Master for brainwashing, and I will watch. Then, at last, He will take me and make me his sex slave.
He's promised I'll be a mindless hooker by New Year's.
It's OK... just give in. Let it happen to you just like I will. At first, I told myself he must have done something to me to make me do these things, but I know now that's not true. I just want this fantasy to come true too badly to care what happens to all of you.
I was a slave the moment I knew such a thing was possible."
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"If you're watching this, you've probably heard some horrible stories about me. And most of them are true. About a month ago, I discovered what Master had been doing: hypnotizing women and brainwashing them to become his harem of sex slaves. Even worse, when he tired of them, he sold them off as whores. Their weak, helpless minds couldn't do anything to stop it. They just obeyed their new Masters.
I confronted him. That was stupid of me, I know. I don't know what I thought would happen. But maybe I do now... I'm just too ashamed to admit it to myself. But Master didn't try to hypnotize me. Instead, he told me I was to bring him girls. Ten girls, or he would never make me his slave.
I was outraged, told him he could go fuck himself and I'd be coming back with the police. He laughed and said he's a very good judge of character and he knew me better than I knew myself. I've never been more angry.
So the next day I went to the police. I told them I knew the location of a kidnapping and convinced them to send two young female officers to investigate. I don't know why I didn't tell them the truth, but they told me to wait outside while they went in to arrest the suspect.
An hour later, I got a phone call. It was Master, telling me to come inside.
Once I did, I saw the Officers tied to chairs, their glazed eyes staring at spiral patterns spinning right in front of their faces. They had headphones on and were muttering along to what they were hearing. I think they were saying "fuckslaves... we are... fuckslaves..."
Master told me he needed eight more.
I confided what had happened to my sister Ruth. Well, maybe not everything that had happened. That night, she went to see Master. The next day, she called and told me in a dull, weak voice that she would not be coming back home and that I was to sell all her things and give the money to Master.
I did as I was told.
I didn't know why I was doing these things. I wasn't... evil. Not like Master. I just... I just wanted to know what Ruth was feeling when she sounded so happy to have lost everything I told myself was important.
It happened faster after that. I invited three girls from work over and got them drunk. Once they'd slept it off, they were in those chairs watching that spiral and listening to the headphones.
I took my neighbor and her nineteen year-old daughter to a hypnotism show and slipped the performer a hundred dollars to get them up on stage and leave them a trigger that would let me put them to sleep. When they woke up, they were in Master's hypnosis show and would never get out.
I let a door-to-door missionary inside my house and offered her a drink. It was drugged. She has a new mission now.
And that left just one more for me to collect. By now, I was masturbating for hours every day imagining what the slaves must be listening to on those headphones... what it felt like when the spiral had finally turned one time more than your mind could bear... and your will was broken.
That's why I made this recording for you to watch. You might not have noticed the track I made that's playing in the background. Master's offered me some very good tips about how to get girls to give in. Once you've finished watching this, you will give in. You'll report to Master for brainwashing, and I will watch. Then, at last, He will take me and make me his sex slave.
He's promised I'll be a mindless hooker by New Year's.
It's OK... just give in. Let it happen to you just like I will. At first, I told myself he must have done something to me to make me do these things, but I know now that's not true. I just want this fantasy to come true too badly to care what happens to all of you.
I was a slave the moment I knew such a thing was possible."