Why hope when you can know beyond doubt, pet?

I'll make absolutely sure you won't forget.

A heavily degraded crt image of a figure with a wide brimmed hat and a mask. It's eyes glow in a red burn, mirroring the intense red of the background. The figure looks to be made of shadow, the lower half of the screen obscuring their form.

The static still hums with the echoes of our violent cosmic beginning.

You thought you could escape, running down harshly lit corridors.

Each desperate turn around each corner inoking a sense of repetition, like youve done this before.

You shouldn't know these signs. These paths. These hallways.

Unless you've done this before. Unless something made you forget.

Ask...

"reminding" is a polite euphemism for taking you by the chin and driving in this idea until even the act of affirming it (repeatedly, mind you) causes you to feel warm and fuzzy.

especially even after you wake up.

You simply are, dear. The desire to be good comes from instinct.

You will always be such a pleasing pet.

I can keep most things in a pocket dimension, a regular pocket seems rather redundant.

The interdimensional sort.

I stir from a slumber. Things have been far too quiet.

Send your musings, your queries, your confessions. Let us break the silence together.

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A well trained one at that.

Would this be as effective of an induction without the collective connection of such an item with hypnotic enthrallment? I'd say not.

Very little effort is needed on my part to make that connection to surrender. Exploiting a common fantasy such as this is so delicious.

Unfortunately not. In part because I am very particular about the aesthetics of the things I own.

Although I have used them before. The simplicity of such is so incredibly novel. It's the trope that carries it- the knowledge that a simple swinging watch brings about an irresistible fall...

Instant subjugation with a simple motion or word

or-

Slow, methodical methods that bring about an inevitable surrender.

It's always going to be coin flip for which mood strikes me.

Allow me to illuminate my intent with this account.

To indulge in the hypnotic, of fascination, the erosion of free will, corruption of minds.

Dominating for the sake of mutual understanding, a celebration of broken inhibitons.

And perhaps a light seasoning of sadism.

Shall we?

I stir from a slumber. Things have been far too quiet.

Send your musings, your queries, your confessions. Let us break the silence together.

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relaxation and arousal are two sides of the same coin because they're just things to cause in someone as a show of control, anyway. the causality matters here; it's about keeping your finger looped in the collar and just choosing a way to illustrate it.

Never said I would play fair, but you're welcome to try and act like you have a chance...

The satisfaction of unraveling a pet's composure is worth the effort.

Lovely to hear, thank you.

But, perhaps, if I am being honest with ourselves here-

Why deny something so fantastically indulgent?

Villain. Oh, it's such an excessive description and yet, here I am giddy at the thought.

I won't deny a compliment, after all.

I certainly see nothing wrong with exerting control over those that would perhaps initially deny such, knowing what they become.

That fear, that shame, tearing it from their psyche, never to be felt again...

To shift perspectives to see things my way, that's downright courteous of me. Altruistic.

Remember dears, subtlety is for cowards.

Why are we dancing around what we want when you can simply take it, be it?

Aha, no. I mean physically stimulating.

Send more questions, hm?

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A traditional room with an overwhelming amount of hypnotic stimuli, spirals, audio... more physical means, ect.

The point of which is overstimulation, then cutting it all off into a blank, quiet nothing. Then, after a moment of quiet, turning all back on.

Rinse, repeat, until they break.

If the question is specifically what I would create for such a concept-

Simple, uncomplicated. A pocket carved out of a separate reality, dark and empty. The creeping corruption of the abyss emptying the mind into a perfectly docile state with enough exposure.

Or 1/2

My interactions with you all have been... lacking.

Shall we change that?

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Why yes, they consent. How kind of you to ask. Ignore the monotone manner of their speaking, the poor thing is just so tired.

I finally came up with a name for my headmates and I- the Sidereus System

It's a Latin word that means something that's full of stars or celestial bodies, which fits perfectly 💕

I cannot thank @yahkuslight.bsky.social for this birthday gift of Caroline and Aes being roboticized

I am so normal