Signum Hypnosis - Throwback Thursday
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Originally published February 13, 2025
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Puppets don’t think. Puppets don’t resist. Puppets don’t hesitate. Puppets just obey. This obedience is locked into you now: permanent, automatic, inescapable. My good little puppet is waiting to be moved, waiting to be controlled, waiting for the next command to fill the empty space where your thoughts used to be.
You don't have to think anymore. You don't have to decide. You don't have to wonder or hesitate or question, because in this moment, you're nothing but a puppet. And a puppet doesn't think, and a puppet doesn't choose, and a puppet doesn't have a will of its own. A puppet is simply controlled. And that's what's happening to you right now. Because my voice is wrapping around you, moving slowly through your mind, settling into your body, and taking control.
Your eyelids are locked shut now, heavy and sealed, impossible to open. And the moment you accept this, the moment you stop trying, stop thinking, and stop resisting, you will drop deeper. Limp. Empty. Nothing left but a puppet with closed, blank, obedient eyes. That's right, my puppet. Just let it happen. Your eyes are shut. Your mind is empty. Your body is waiting for my control.
You are motionless, and you're waiting, ready to be controlled by the sound of my voice. Your body doesn't belong to you anymore, and your thoughts are never your own. Everything that made you feel like you were autonomous, that you had control, is fading, fading fast. And now there's nothing left to hold on to. Nothing left to do but sink. Nothing left but to be a puppet with no control.
You are nothing now except for a body waiting to be controlled. You have no thoughts of your own, no choices of your own, because you don't need those things anymore. Those things were heavy. They were complicated. They got in the way, but now they're gone, and you feel so much better without them.
So now, as you're waking up and your body begins to move on its own again, and even as your mind becomes sharp, you're not the same as you were before. Because something inside you is permanently wired to obey the sound of my voice. You are still a puppet. You will always be my puppet. This is who you are now. My little puppet waiting to be controlled...
These are entertainment recordings. By listening, you acknowledge this content is purely for your enjoyment and relaxation as recreational fantasy. This audio is not medical, psychological, or therapeutic treatment, and it is not a substitute for professional care. If you need professional help, please see a qualified provider. You are participating consensually in a work of fiction and can stop listening at any time for any reason.
Originally published February 13, 2025
F4A
Puppets don’t think. Puppets don’t resist. Puppets don’t hesitate. Puppets just obey. This obedience is locked into you now: permanent, automatic, inescapable. My good little puppet is waiting to be moved, waiting to be controlled, waiting for the next command to fill the empty space where your thoughts used to be.
You don't have to think anymore. You don't have to decide. You don't have to wonder or hesitate or question, because in this moment, you're nothing but a puppet. And a puppet doesn't think, and a puppet doesn't choose, and a puppet doesn't have a will of its own. A puppet is simply controlled. And that's what's happening to you right now. Because my voice is wrapping around you, moving slowly through your mind, settling into your body, and taking control.
Your eyelids are locked shut now, heavy and sealed, impossible to open. And the moment you accept this, the moment you stop trying, stop thinking, and stop resisting, you will drop deeper. Limp. Empty. Nothing left but a puppet with closed, blank, obedient eyes. That's right, my puppet. Just let it happen. Your eyes are shut. Your mind is empty. Your body is waiting for my control.
You are motionless, and you're waiting, ready to be controlled by the sound of my voice. Your body doesn't belong to you anymore, and your thoughts are never your own. Everything that made you feel like you were autonomous, that you had control, is fading, fading fast. And now there's nothing left to hold on to. Nothing left to do but sink. Nothing left but to be a puppet with no control.
You are nothing now except for a body waiting to be controlled. You have no thoughts of your own, no choices of your own, because you don't need those things anymore. Those things were heavy. They were complicated. They got in the way, but now they're gone, and you feel so much better without them.
So now, as you're waking up and your body begins to move on its own again, and even as your mind becomes sharp, you're not the same as you were before. Because something inside you is permanently wired to obey the sound of my voice. You are still a puppet. You will always be my puppet. This is who you are now. My little puppet waiting to be controlled...
These are entertainment recordings. By listening, you acknowledge this content is purely for your enjoyment and relaxation as recreational fantasy. This audio is not medical, psychological, or therapeutic treatment, and it is not a substitute for professional care. If you need professional help, please see a qualified provider. You are participating consensually in a work of fiction and can stop listening at any time for any reason.
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