Station No.9

Station No.9

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Modern, A Bit Sleazy, Sorta Top-Shelf, Kinda Vintage, Sometimes Retro and Always Bacon.

denofhypnos:

You’d be surprised how often I come across women online who tell me they want to be totally controlled. To just let go and cut loose for a while, and enjoy.
But you see, they usually aren’t thinking total enough for my tastes. To me, ‘total control’ means they’re giving up their minds for me to play with too. Because there is nothing more total than letting someone into your head, and letting them alter your thoughts on a whim.
It also gets me thinking. Apparently, all the hot women, the bimbos, the sluts, the super sexual girls like the one in this picture, they WANT to be controlled on some level. They’re tired of all the people trying to impress them. Trying to earn their favor with gifts and frivolous things. They just want someone to walk up and take control and tell them what to do. Even better if you can get into their brain and start altering the core of who they are to better serve you.
Am I wrong, ladies?

denofhypnos:

bimbodreams:

“Honey, I don’t know what’s happening to me…this fit when we came in! What do you mean you like the contrast with my hair? Everything is the same color…black.”

Ah yes, the good old-fashioned delayed reaction bimbo formula. One little spritz to the face, and in about an hour or so the fun begins. Best of all, it makes you forget you sprayed her. *Wink*

denofhypnos:

She had forgotten how long it had been. Time didn’t seem to matter when he put her in this state. Minutes became hours, and she simply stood there, obedient, waiting for him to release her from her pose.
Despite her current state, the thrill of arousal still went through her. She felt her juices dripping down her legs, moistening her panties around her glistening sex. She loved being posed. Being given her statue trigger and being posed like furniture.
It’s what she became. What she felt like when he did this to her. She felt so good, feeling reduced to a mere ornament for his home. This train of thought nearly brought her to orgasm. But she would maintain her composure. A statue did not cum until commanded.
The Lab - Part Two is up! You can find it by going here!

denofhypnos:

She turned back to face him. It felt a little weird, after having spent most of the afternoon staring at herself in the mirror. She was very happy though. Happier than she’d been in years.
He’d made her stare at the mirror. Had said something about hypnosis. About how mirrors made excellent induction tools. She had listened, and now here she was.
The girl she used to be was in the mirror, trapped there for what she hoped was a good long time. Her inner self was free now. Free to be the sexy, horny, obedient slut she’d always wanted to be.
Her gaze met his. She figured it would only be fair if she thanked him for what he’d done. Tonight she was going to make up for all that lost time.
The Lab - Part Two is up! You can find it by going here! I appreciate hearing feedback on it, and of course, receiving the results of people’s testing experiences. :)

denofhypnos:

She looks appropriately out of it, not to mention it appears she’s offering up her breasts to someone. Wouldn’t we all want a hypnotized lovely like this?