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Your hypnotist straddled you, pinning you to the bed. “That’s it toy. Feel me. Feel my power over you. Feel it washing over you in an endless tidal wave of bliss, of pleasure. Unmaking your body and unravelling your mind. Turning you into my good, sweet, obedient toy.”
Your eyes had rolled back into your head as you felt each and every sensation they described. Feeling their control taking hold of your body and mind. It felt incredible. They laughed down at you. “Such a good toy for me. So ready to give in. So easy to obey.”
Their hands dragged down your chest, taking a moment to tease, to toy with you. You bucked at the pleasure, but their thighs had you pinned down. “Ah, ah, ah, toy. You aren’t going anywhere. Not that you really want to, huh? No, you like this too much. Good toy.”
“Come on now toy, don’t disappoint me. I know, I know, you’ve been edging for so long. But you can last a little longer, can’t you? What if I help? What if I made your brain feel all blank, and empty. Nothing but the pleasure.” Your hypnotist smiled.
“That’s it, good toy. Just focus on the pleasure for me. Let everything else leave your mind. You can give me your thoughts. You don’t need them, not right now. I’ll give them back, when we’re done.” You felt their hand caress your cheek, and squirmed at the sensation.
Every part of you was bursting with pleasure. You had long ago lost track of time, and now you were losing what was left of your thoughts. “Awh, my sweet toy. Have I made it harder? Is there nothing left but pleasure now? It’s okay. Don’t worry.”
“What comes first, my love? Do you reach the edge? Or does your mind shut off before then?” Your dominant laughed as you teased yourself, moans falling from your lips as pleasure threatened to overwhelm you. They leant down, their hands joining your own.
“Let’s start with ten. Feeling the pleasure rising, just as your thoughts, and your mind, become a little slower.” You felt a burst of pleasure deep in your core. “Nine. The two intermingling, mindlessness is pleasure, and pleasure is mindlessness.”
Your hands were more insistent, more eager now. “Eight. Feeling so good, so blank, so blissfully empty, aren’t you, toy?” They stood, towering over your weakness, your helplessness. “Seven. And I’m the one in control, even without touching you.”
“How long has it been pet?” You were barely aware of their voice, amongst the pounding pleasure that thrummed through your body. “Minutes? Hours? Do you even care anymore?” You let out a soft moan at their caress, not stopping your hand’s motion.
They laughed. “I don’t think you’re capable of caring anymore. All you can do now is feel the pleasure as it overwhelms your mind, sweeps away your thoughts. Leaves you empty. Ready, for me. Doesn’t it feel so good?” It did. It felt incredible.
Each motion of your hand felt like you were letting something of nature bloom through you. Taking your energy. Taking your power, and storing it, ready. And then there was their hand, wandering, almost causally, across your bare skin. Water feeding the roots of your pleasure.
What – what had you been doing? You had just walked into the room and now you were struggling to remember what for. You turned around, thinking to retrace your footsteps, when your partner called out. “Hey, babe. What’s wrong?” You stopped, and turned back into the room.
Had they always been there? Sat on the sofa? “I… Forgot.” This had been happening more and more frequently recently. Just walking into rooms, and forgetting what you were doing there. It didn’t trouble you. It felt a little soothing, for some reason.
Your partner stood from the sofa, and came to you, taking your hand. Concern on their face. “Awh, pet… Do you forget a lot?” They pulled you close, holding you tight. You could smell their comforting scent. Your body relaxed into them. “Are you sure you weren’t made to forget?”
“Hey, toy, stop moving. I know it feels good, but if I want you to squirm, I’ll tell you, okay?” You tried to focus, to distract yourself from the pleasure they were delivering to you that made your toes curl. But you couldn’t, not as their mouth descended once again.
It felt so good, and sure, their suggestion to be so much more sensitive than normal wasn’t helping, but even without that, they were always capable of making you feel pure ecstasy. And then the sensation was retreating, and they were looking up the bed at you, brow furrowed.
“What did I say toy?” Their voice was full of menace. Their eyes were locked on yours.
“To- To- To stop moving.” You tried to look away from their eyes, in shame, but you couldn’t, no matter how much you tried.
“To- To- To stop moving.” You tried to look away from their eyes, in shame, but you couldn’t, no matter how much you tried.
Your mind rose up, up, up, as if from sleep. Your eyes opened, and instantly, you were starting at the spiral that span before you. You couldn’t look away. You couldn’t hold on to your thoughts. You became aware of the voice too late to try to shut it out, you sank down.
Down, down, deep into the trance that you had just been in. Letting the voice wrap around your mind, flooding your brain with the foggy feeling that made it so malleable, so open to the programming. You continued to sink, feeling something teasing your body.
Pleasure from… What was it? It was hard to think about it. Your mind couldn’t grasp a thought long enough to comprehend it. And it didn’t matter what was touching you, not when it felt this good. The long languid pleasure stretching through your body, making you squirm.
“Okay pet, now, hold it there. That’s it. Freeze.” As they said the final word, your body was caught in place. Stuck and unable to even begin thinking about moving. The sensation sent a shiver of pleasure up your spine, but you couldn’t squirm, you couldn’t moan.
All you could do was close your eyelids as the pleasure rolled through your body. You heard a tut from your hypnotist. “Tsk tsk pet… Eyes on me. There you go.” Your eyelids opened and your eyes were drawn automatically to them, as the camera in their hands flashed.
“Good job toy. Okay, Release.” As you unfroze, your moan was soft, the pleasure you had been feeling finally had somewhere to go. They were still speaking, and you hurried to catch up. “Right, now, mirror me, left arm a little further down… Good, now Freeze.”
“And pleasure feels good, doesn’t it puppet?” You nodded, mind moving slowly. “Yes, in fact, pleasure feels so good that it makes it hard to think. The more your mind fills with pleasure, the less space there is for thinking.” Your mind was spinning, spiralling in ecstasy.
And they were right, it was getting harder to think, all you could do was focus on the pleasure. All you could do was focus on the pleasure you felt as their hands explored your body. Each movement, each gentle brush and touch wiping away another thought.
“Does it feel good puppet?” They asked, one hand coming up to gently brush down your cheek.
You stared at them, trying to find words. It was so difficult. “Y-y-yes.” You smiled, softly, as the pleasure rode around your brain.
You stared at them, trying to find words. It was so difficult. “Y-y-yes.” You smiled, softly, as the pleasure rode around your brain.
You couldn’t cum, not whilst you were in this subspace they had created for you. But you could feel pleasure. So as you touched yourself, and they cooed into your ear, looking at you in such a wonderfully controlling way, your mind was beginning to buckle.
To unravel under the strain of the pleasure, which never lessened, only increased. It was like a ratchet, that was moved and pulled every time they said “pleasure”.
And they had designed your mind to be like this.
And they had designed your mind to be like this.
Unable to cum, but able to feel so much pleasure. So much ecstasy, that all you could focus on was the feeling of your hands, their eyes, and their voice. So much pleasure. Until, finally, with one word from them, the pleasure spiked, too high, too much, you were cumming.
“Oh, what’s wrong puppet? Can’t remember why you’re kneeling, face down on the floor before me? Hush now. Try not to think too hard, that’ll just confuse you more.” Your mind span as you reeled from the lack of memory. What happened? They had caught your eye at the bar-
And now you were here? Kneeling before them? You tried to sit up, but your body wouldn’t obey. “Puppet, it’s no use trying to move. I have control of your body right now. For example… Sit up puppet. There you go.” They giggled as your body moved automatically.
Going from prostrate before them, to kneeling, looking up at them, gazing into their eyes was… exhilarating, you had to admit. It was easy to obey. And it felt so good. Simple to not think. Effortlessly sinking into the pleasure of obedience.
Sinder’s face looks up at you, their red skin looking even darker in the dim light of your room. Their horns look like jet black slivers of oblivion, and their eyes… Their eyes spark, and spin, pulling you into their warmth. And they speak. Not with their voice. With their mind.
“Oh, my mortal toy… Are you going to be good for me? Are you going to stay still?”
You nod, and then realise your foolishness as they pout, standing, and drawing themselves up to their full height, their shapely body pushed against yours as they look down on you.
You nod, and then realise your foolishness as they pout, standing, and drawing themselves up to their full height, their shapely body pushed against yours as they look down on you.
“Oh, sweetie. I asked if you were going to stay still. That includes your silly little head, you know? Oh, what’s that? You don’t know how to respond?” They finish the thought you were having. “Simple, think. You have your inner monologue, and now, I have access to it as well…”
Daily Bookmarks to GAVNet 06/06/2021 greeneracresvaluenetwork.wordpress.com/2021/06/06/dai…
The Birth of the Administrative State: Where It Came From and What It Means for Limited Government
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#AdministrativeState #OrganizationDesign #constitution #government
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#AdministrativeState #OrganizationDesign #constitution #government
Doom: The Politics of Catastrophe—A Review
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#BookReview #politics #catastrophes #causes #consequences #responses #history
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#BookReview #politics #catastrophes #causes #consequences #responses #history
1/365 - Starting this thread with one of the first Motorcycles to be built in India. The @royalenfield #Bullet350. A Motorcycle which was initially built for the Indian Army but with time found patronage amongst varying genre of people achieving a cult status over the decades. 
2/365 - After selling imported Vespas for a while, Bajaj Auto started manufacturing the #Bajaj150 under license in 1959. This was one of the first Scooters in India and certainly changed the 2-Wheeler scene as it was initially available at a significant premium in the market.
3/365 Automobile Products of India (API) was the 1st Scooter maker in India and manufactured the #Lambretta Li 150 Series 2 under license from Innocenti at Bombay in the 1960's. This scooter was very popular and made appearances in a few famous Bollywood movies too. #BikerLife
CW: choking, public play (at an event)
You were tense. You could hear the whispers. People on all sides. The blindfold stopped you from seeing. But the anticipation made it easy to pick up on one noise. To focus on it above all the rest. The soft stretch of leather, the movement.
You were tense. You could hear the whispers. People on all sides. The blindfold stopped you from seeing. But the anticipation made it easy to pick up on one noise. To focus on it above all the rest. The soft stretch of leather, the movement.
Was it a collar? Maybe a flogger? Those thoughts made you feel so good and submissive. But still. You had no idea who it was, or what they were doing. The voices quietened. Something was about to happen. You jerked your head, listening for a footstep. For a breath.
Your heart pounding was making it hard to hear. You could feel your muscles tense, the blood rushing through your veins. You held your breath, trying desperately to listen harder. To strain your ears, to hear something.
You were finding it hard to think. As the day dragged on. Things kept getting stuck in your mind. Memories of your partner, telling you to look into their eyes and… and… what? You couldn’t remember. But just the memory was turning you on.
You’d find yourself thinking about their eyes. Or them swinging a pocket watch, or them telling to you “sleep”. And you’d have to pull yourself out of trance. Out of the fog that was filling your mind. Making you so drifty.
No. Can’t drift off. Not when you need to obey. No, need to work on being a good submissive toy. No - What? Mmm... Your brain was fuzzing and fizzing. You tried to reign in your thoughts. Leash them, like you wanted to be leashed and collared by your part-
You came up, out of trance. Your hypnotist smiled at you, expectantly.
“Good, good. How are you feeling?”
“Good toys obey.” Were the words that passed through your lips. You stopped, putting a hand to cover your mouth. That wasn’t what you meant to say. You tried again.
“Good, good. How are you feeling?”
“Good toys obey.” Were the words that passed through your lips. You stopped, putting a hand to cover your mouth. That wasn’t what you meant to say. You tried again.
“Good toys obey.” Again. This time, as the words came out, your mind felt a little fuzzy. Your body twinged with arousal.
Your hypnotist was still smiling. They tutted, gently, though it could have been a laugh. “Now toy, that doesn’t answer my question. How are you feeling?”
Your hypnotist was still smiling. They tutted, gently, though it could have been a laugh. “Now toy, that doesn’t answer my question. How are you feeling?”
You stopped. You thought. The words were in your head. You just had to say them. “Good-mm- toys obey.” You tried to stop yourself from completing the sentence, but your body wouldn’t stop. Couldn’t stop. You blushed, embarrassed, and more than a little aroused.
#THREAD - #Business and #Pleasure in the money and investment sphere.
As humans, we need to learn to distinguish between what is business and what is pleasure.
As humans, we need to learn to distinguish between what is business and what is pleasure.
#2 For example, we need to understand if we're saving for a holiday (pleasure) or for retirement (business). This distinction will help us balance our world.
#3 We need to know if we're buying a property for business (rental/investment) or for pleasure (primary residence). If we mix these, the tax and deduction calculations could become a nightmare and muddy your returns - because you paid loads of instalments from your own pocket.
#vss365
I started playing #guitar in college. Some of my friends back home played, so I thought I'd learn. It's been years since I kept up with it. With no job and an empty house, I had time. Plus, I could crank up my amp. Ava would have hated it. All the more reason to do it.
I started playing #guitar in college. Some of my friends back home played, so I thought I'd learn. It's been years since I kept up with it. With no job and an empty house, I had time. Plus, I could crank up my amp. Ava would have hated it. All the more reason to do it.
#vss365
Strumming a few chords or playing a riff through a loud amp usually makes me feel better. It's more of a distraction this time. My amp is a little old. Even a #ragpicker might pass on it. "If you're not going to play it, sell it," Ava nagged. Life always got in the way.
Strumming a few chords or playing a riff through a loud amp usually makes me feel better. It's more of a distraction this time. My amp is a little old. Even a #ragpicker might pass on it. "If you're not going to play it, sell it," Ava nagged. Life always got in the way.
#vss365
Or I got in the way. Not even ten years ago I kept getting sick all the time. Painful stomach cramps would radiate weakness throughout my body. I learned how to wash it away like healing #rainwater. That's when I really started to figure out who I was and what I could do.
Or I got in the way. Not even ten years ago I kept getting sick all the time. Painful stomach cramps would radiate weakness throughout my body. I learned how to wash it away like healing #rainwater. That's when I really started to figure out who I was and what I could do.
It's happening! Eyala's Season Two is launching with an interview @drtlaleng, a South African medical doctor, reproductive justice advocate and fierce #feminist. Why did Dr. T. choose activism over the comfort of a privileged career as a doctor? Find out!
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What makes @drtlaleng's voice so unique? She never apologizes for who she is - instead, she makes sure her Blackness "shows up in full force" when necessary. A queen.
Read part 2 of our conversation here.
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#eyala #feminist #Afrifem #Africa
Read part 2 of our conversation here.
bit.ly/3aLGHEd
#eyala #feminist #Afrifem #Africa
Here's my favorite part. @drtlaleng expands on several bold statements she makes in her book. She talks #sexwork, a #pleasure-centered approach to medecine, and why she thinks "the hymen is a useless piece of anatomy." Food for #feminist thought!
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A thread: As Men’s Health Urologists we focus on making libidos higher, erections harder, straighter and last long enough for satisfaction. But if we as a #sexmed society TRULY care about #goodsex and #pleasure then we must provide REAL #sexed for our men all ages. @somedocs
for those patients that have or want to have sex with women:
1) Ask them if their partner can have an orgasm. Then ask them how.
2) TEACH them that <17% of women can even HAVE orgasm with penetration.
They often look at you shock.
1) Ask them if their partner can have an orgasm. Then ask them how.
2) TEACH them that <17% of women can even HAVE orgasm with penetration.
They often look at you shock.
3) Don’t assume they know where the clitoris is. Show them a diagram. Same anatomy as a 🍆
4) Normalize #vibrators. >50% of women have them. They work. Encourage their use during intimate time.
(Remember: it doesn’t matter who is holding the joystick as long as there is joy)
4) Normalize #vibrators. >50% of women have them. They work. Encourage their use during intimate time.
(Remember: it doesn’t matter who is holding the joystick as long as there is joy)
Sex is not simply a hunger to be satisfied. It is important that from adolescence onwards, a more mature attitude to see and experience sexuality should be nurtured.
C.c - @arpita_pedia
#sex #gay #Lgbtq #men2men #girl2girl #pleasure #desire #samesex
C.c - @arpita_pedia
#sex #gay #Lgbtq #men2men #girl2girl #pleasure #desire #samesex
Woke up to a Google alert about this new review of #BodymindsReimagined in American Literary History by Rebecca Wanzo (@rawreader) & I am just so honored & amazed.
I’ll share my favorite quotes below! Happy to send folks a copy who don’t have access!
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I’ll share my favorite quotes below! Happy to send folks a copy who don’t have access!
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“Schalk offers the most paradigm-shifting challenge to what is speakable and unspeakable: the problem of linking blackness with disability and how to reframe our treatment of these categories”
😳😲🤯
😳😲🤯
“The issue of pleasure is one of the most radical interventions of the book, thus modeling a new ideal of what the nexus of race and the speculative genre can do.” (And shout out to @adriennemaree, @WalidahImarisha & @OctaviasBrood) #pleasureactivism
@SheDecidesGFI and @thepleasureproj's "Because She Decides to Seek Pleasure" is the session I wasn't gonna miss!
Great to finally see sexual pleasure on the agenda of meetings like #WD2019. Next frontier: at least one Black/African woman on the panel?
#pleasureisprogress
Great to finally see sexual pleasure on the agenda of meetings like #WD2019. Next frontier: at least one Black/African woman on the panel?
#pleasureisprogress
"Mindfulness is the key to pleasurable sex": being fully in the moment is how we know what feels good, what seems wrong, etc. "If you're going to have sex, why not show up for it? - @DrLoriBrotto at #WD2019 session on #Pleasure by @SheDecidesGFI & @thepleasureproj.
Fascinating!
Fascinating!
