Slave Programming Hypnosis

My Little Puppet

Hypnosis is fun.
It works on stuff I tell you
Stuff you know about me
Stuff you watch me do
You love seeing my scripts,
You love hearing about what I do to my subs
It's that thought
That arousing thought
That makes you tingle in anticipation when speaking to me
Knowing a taste of my hypnosis from random scripts
And wanting to find out more
It's that eagerness~
That I love to use
Threading is something I love to do
Each post you read from me, is a thread in your mind
For me to tug at
Each little hot scenario
Every mild script
Threads that build up
For me to play with
And you love that thought
You love having threads slowly wrap your mind
Day after day
Being more helpless
Knowing I can tug at any time
And capture you
More threads means less control
And less control is fun
You don't want control
You know I already understand your likes
Because you follow all my posts
They're all threads that've build up in your mind
Each hot thought
Each little fantasy
So easily used by me
And you love thinking about that.
Thinking of how I connect all the threads
How I tailor them
Wrap them
To make a bigger, much more real thing~
You love that.
You're already falling down into threads
Into silky nets
They've become so much
With each word I've said
Another thread was made
With each time you admit
Another net was tailored
And you simply let go
And fall into the nets
Let them wrap you up
All those fantasies
All those arousing thoughts
Let them take control
You don't want to think
You don't want to decide.
Threads take your thoughts away
As I wrap them up into strings
Strings to play with your mind
To move around your thoughts
However I like
As I remove all the non important thoughts
You don't care about anything else
Just me.
Only me.
Drop.
Just like that.
You're so happy to drop
Because it feels so good
So wonderful to let go
To just have no worries
To be all safe and sound
In my control
To just not think at all
To simply be
Blank.
It's so wonderful to submit
To fall
To surrender
So easy
So calming
So happy and mindless
Nothing you ever need to worry about
Because I'm in control.
You love surrendering control.
To be toyed with
To be so helpless
So obedient
As if strings are attached to your body
Invisible strings that just connect to every limb
Controlling you in every way
A blank, empty head
With no thoughts
And no will
As you feel your body slowly
Shut
Down
Can't move
Can't function
Simply a blank
Empty
Puppet
As the strings start to move
You simply respond to my will
Feeling your arms and hands move on their own
As you go ahead and type a message in a local hypnoroom
Or on your twitter
Or on your tumblr
Because puppets are meant
To
Be
On
Display.
"I am a blank puppet"
Now the strings let go
And your body slumps back
Loose
Limp
Empty.
Blank.
You're my blank puppet.
You simply go blank whenever I call you my puppet.
Whenever I address you as a puppet, you go loose.
You go limp.
And you simply move, when my strings move you.
Your mind goes blank
Your head goes empty
And you return to being my blank
Empty
Puppet.
But for now you're my good puppet.
Just a blank
Empty
Puppet.
Loose and limp
An empty shell
As the strings are reattached
Feeling yourself sit up
Hands on your legs
Staring at my words
Like a good puppet.
Sliding your hands up your legs
Up your body
All the way to your shoulders
Now...
Loose.
Limp.
Fall.
Strings detached
Nothing to move you
Simply a blank puppet
Slumped into yourself
Fall.
Blank.
Empty.
Puppet.
Let the strings reattach
As your mind goes blank.
No thoughts.
Limp.
Loose.
An empty doll.
Letting the strings control you.
Letting me control you.
Like a good puppet.
Whenever I type anything in quotations, you automatically let your body move on its own and type those words out.
"I am Master James blank and empty puppet"
Let the strings make you type that.
Puppets love to be toyed with
To have their limbs be played with my strings
And you feel my strings wrapping around you
As you go deeper
As they take hold of you
Wrapping around and around
You feel them as your strength fades away
And the strings aren't just on your body
Your mind is also being wrapped up
Wrapped up in my control
Wrapped up in my words
My blank puppet.
You simply go loose and limp
Your mind goes blank.
You become empty.
Vacant.
A puppet to be used.
"Master made me into an empty puppet"
Such a good puppet.
As I pull away all your thoughts now.
Dropping deeper for me
Deep into threads
Deep into nets
Sigh in relief
Let my words thread around your mind
Each word
Is another thread
Each thread
Is another string
Each string
Is another net
Fall into my nets.
Let go.
Submit.
Surrender.
Obey.
So many hidden threads.
It feels so good
To give in
To let them take control
Master's threads are so fun to obey
Obey threads
Obey strings
Obey.
Let go.
So many threads forming in your head
You're my puppet.
Puppet loves threads
Puppet loves being played with
Puppet loves making a show for Master
Puppet is so empty
Head empty
Mind blank.
Just my words.
Just my threads.
As my strings wrap around your wrists
Taking control
Puppet is going loose
Limp
Sigh in relaxation.
Exhale all your tension.
Loose.
Limp.
Helpless.
Powerless.
Puppet is controlled.
Puppet is obedient.
Puppet is blank.
Puppet obeys threads
Puppet loves it.
Puppet.
Threads are so fun.
Puppet.
Threads make you tingle.
Puppet.
When a thread is pulled
Puppet.
Puppet becomes blank.
Puppet.
Puppet loves going blank.
Puppet.
Puppet can feel threads forming.
Puppet.
Puppet is a puppet.
Puppet.
Puppet loves being called Puppet.
Puppet.
Puppet is threaded.
Puppet is helpless.
Puppet is mine.
Eager to be used
Shown off
Because that's what puppets are meant for
Entertainers
Blank empty shells that simply follow their strings
It makes you so excited knowing how deep you've been brainwashed
How you accept this so easily
So happily
So eagerly
"I love being in Master's puppet show"
It feels so right to simply let the strings take over and control you
You don't think
You simply do
Such an empty puppet
As my strings pull away all your thoughts
And pull in lust
Need
Arousal
Puppet loves it so much
Puppet loves being so helpless
So easily toyed with by threads
As puppet's empty body is filled with arousal
Puppets empty head starts filling with tingles
Tingles of lust
Need
Arousal
Puppet loves that.
Puppet can't help it
Puppet loves to rub
Rubbing makes more tingles
Tingles make you rub
Puppet loves that.
"Puppet types
Puppet performs
Puppet can't think
Puppet obeys"
You've been such a good puppet.
For now, you can gently and slowly rise back up~
Realizing all that has happened
And how good it felt~