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@malevolent-miss.bsky.social Oct 3, 2026, 1:39 AM

With #Kinktober just beginning, I thought it too early for us to be in the belly of the beast... so, let's start in the beast's throat.

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All the Way Down
Mmmmmmm. The taste is nice, but it's the STRUGGLE that's most satisfying.
And there it is. I feel them stirring, right on time. It is worth every moment of practice so that I can make sure the hypnosis wears off just as the prey is in too deep to ever actually escape.
I know why the others trance their prey so deeply that they blissfully slide inside. It's really better for everyone involved, but where's the excitement? I couldn't do without the experience of anticipation as the poor prey begins to writhe in in my throat.
I'll never know if they fully comprehend the situation they're in; I never see their faces as their awareness returns. But, I can press in on them so tightly that I can feel the heartbeat.
It tells me when confusion leads to panic. Their heartbeat thunders through us both just before the primal terror takes hold. My own vocal chords vibrating as they scream in vain. Pure, mindless, animalistic instinct overtaking them entirely while every muscle lashes out.
I'm certain they're too far gone to appreciate the irony of them using their teeth against me. That and the sweet sting of them trying to claw their way out is what truly gets my pulse racing.
They must feel my blood rushing as by body squeezes even tighter. My heartbeat races faster as their own begins to slow. Exhaustion and lack of air sapping every ounce of their strength
I feel them fade as they descend. I have the truly unique pleasure of knowing the exact moment they cease to be their own individual, and they become a part of Me.

@malevolent-miss.bsky.social Sep 23, 2026, 11:19 PM

Odds are, some of you #Hypnosis enthusiasts in my audience have hypnotic triggers. And I'm sure not all of you are as careful as you should be.

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Stolen Trigger

If you didn't want someone outside your little social circle to hit you with your hypnosis trigger, then you should have guarded it more closely.

Anything that effectively overrides your mind to turn you into a blissfully obedient plaything really should be something you protect more carefully, don't you agree?

Of course you do. You'll agree with just about anything I say, now. I can only imagine the hours upon hours of stimulation and punishment required to make your conditioning so complete. In fact, all I have to do is imagine since all of that hard work is already done. And I get to savor all the fruits of their labor.

You trusted them enough to let them disable all of your defenses and make you so, so compliant with any requests... no matter how deviant. And, once I'm finished using your body, I'll settle in and rummage through that very open mind of yours.

I'll make your mouth works just well enough to spill your little secrets. After all, I'm dying to find out if you know any of the other's Triggers.

@malevolent-miss.bsky.social Sep 7, 2026, 11:57 AM

Mistress Arcana XIII: Death

You know, I think this might be my favorite self portrait.

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Photo of a woman in a corset with the Death Tarot card on the clasp

@malevolent-miss.bsky.social Sep 6, 2026, 12:15 PM

Mistress Arcana IX: The Hermit

Are you ever truly alone if I'm already inside your mind?

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Mistress Arcana IX: The Hermit

What happens when you let go? Of your power, of your connections, of your possessions, of your titles. What are you when you're all alone?

What thoughts drift through your mind when there's no external distractions? What do those voices tell you?

No need to question if it's truly *your* voice inside your mind. You're in solitude.. Surely, there's none who could have planted Herself so deep into your mind that she dictates your thoughts, even in her absence.

It must be your own innermost feelings and desires speaking to you. They know you better than anyone, and therefore must be trustworthy. To ignore them would be nothing short of the denial of your most pure, primal nature.

Why deny the obvious truth, that you know you were meant to submit? How can you argue with the innermost voice telling you not just that your purpose is to serve, but who to serve?

The complete clarity of mind revealing how little you matter in the face of My power. And that all you can do is hand yourself over to ever-shifting power of Fate and trust that I will make sure you're never alone again.