#52

#52

@experiment52.bsky.social

27. Patient, specimen, experiment. 🔞 Dark medfet and hypnosis. Use appropriate restraint and force as required. Not for release. pfp @sleepystephbot

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It's Pathetic Whimper Wednesday. Either you're making them whine in that sickeningly desperate way or you're the little pet babbling about how you'd do anything for more. That borderline of secondhand embarrassment at how low they've fallen vs how delicious their sounds are.

putting good, dumb boys in the electrostimulator so that they can leak their brains out while devoting themselves to me vs subjecting them to the intimate pleasures of my touch while caged, so close and yet, so far, maddening frustration as that rational mind clouds over...

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you can't look away~.. you're feeling very sleepy. "You can't look away. You're feeling very sleepy." no, YOU'RE feeling sleepy..! you're falling into a trance. "You're falling into trance. You can't look away. You feel very sleepy." i-i can't . . . no, wait— ⸝⸝๑﹏๑⸝⸝

bringing back handlers for experiments. the only one with the clearance to directly touch you. who knows exactly what buttons to press to get the necessary results. only praises you when you're making them look good. clinically distant and indifferent... and yet, the centre of your world.

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brainwashing that makes u dumber but as a totally unintended side effect instead of on purpose. evil hypnotist getting caught bc all the people they're conditioning into their thralls are also very conspicuously becoming gullible ditzy morons

I just think it must feel good to be suspended in the tank. Warm, safe. A thick layer of reinforced glass separating you and the real world. Weightless, no pressure on aching joints or weary bones. Free to curl up in the fetal position or hang free. They can't get you here.

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Something about being hypnotised into a tf. Being mindless and so submissive as your hypnotist literally reshapes you. Changing you. Till your nothing but a pair of Underwear or a statue or a coffee table or just something useful and fun

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Filled with glee knowing I just did something silly and humiliating after I got home Filled with erotic horror suddenly remembering being brainwashed to get excited by doing silly and humiliating things

Lead scientist who rewards you with pets and praise, whispering just how special and important of a specimen you are, how well behaved and obedient you've been vs the horrors they put you through daily to obtain their data

Putting a doll in a shiny, sparkly outfit and using it to hold your focus. Armcandy to help lure you in. A preview of things to come.

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I want to open someone’s mouth with a Jenning’s gag, taking a small piece of paper and an unmarked dropper bottle, put a few drops of liquid on the paper and then using a plastic clamp to hold the paper on their tongue is it something burny, something to cause drool, a placebo, a hallucinogen?

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sike! ive actually been a military-grade machinic intelligence buried deep in the anatartic circle this whole time!

This is why hypnosis is a gift. I can't physically do any of this, my heart means electricity is off the table in any form as well as the inherent impossibility of a lot of kinks of mine but you can still experience them as though they were real, which I think is Neat.

Truly, the thing I've really been thinking about is some sort of stun gun. That dangerous, loud crackling sound as they idly play with it, slowly approaching you. Pulsing, strobing light every time it goes live. Stuck like a deer in the headlights as they slowly approach. Closing in for the kill.

Understanding the inherent danger of the situation, you can not let that thing touch you, and yet, no clue how to proceed. Your begging falling on deaf ears as they continue to advance towards you. A tool for when you're sick of the game. For when you no longer care if it leaves permanent damage.

And when it finally connects with your neck, that single fraction of a second where every nerve lights up in agony before your brain mercifully pulls the plug, that scalding sensation of burned synapses and overloaded circuits, realising just how fucked you are... That's what I want to feel.

My brain is fully locked in on the whole medical abduction fantasy at the moment. Using it as the bridge into that first drop. The differences in intensity. A chloroform cloth can be a quiet, empty struggle against unrelenting arms, the warmth of another as you fade to black.

Or you can choke, reeling from the fumes, thick and gagging as you gasp for air. Barely able to breathe with it pressed so tight against your face, eyes spinning as you swirl down the drain.

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#Inktober Day 26: Zip Just got home from Lightbox Expo & WOW! What an absolutely incredible, transformative experience. I cannot give enough thanks to everyone who stopped by and chatted to me & for the event staff for having me. 💗🌟 More to say later, but now: sleep!

Thinking a lot about visualisers recently. Some fun ideas there, your brainwaves changing to the waveform of my voice. A sleep image visualiser that gradually degrades as you're fractionated, until your thoughts are nothing but a page of black ink. Watching yourself be changed.