I have a very special fondness for the concept of reduction. It has so many fun elements to it when it comes to femdom hypno, don’t you think? There’s the reducing of of embarrassment and shame around your fantasies and fetishes. There’s the reduction of control to make you more submissive and happily beta. There’s reducing the IQ, even if only temporarily, to free you of the burden of overthinking. There are all manner of fetish based reductions, such as ego, age play, tiny dicks, findom, shrinking bodies (giantess) and the like. The list goes on and on.
What I like most about reductions though, is less easily defined. It’s something about exposing the raw, the essential self. No protective layers, no carefully cultivated cynicism or barely disguised needs. What remains of the self when under the spell of a talented, creative hypnotist, is pared back. It’s stripped down. It’s the fresh, quivering jelly under your skin when your outer shell is ripped off and you have no choice but to confront the real, naked you underneath.
To be reduced to this… This stark, peeled back version of you, which is often the most beautiful part. It’s the truth you live and breathe and fear. That is honest, painful, real vulnerability. And that part of you is the part that can be shaped, molded and sculpted in the most wonderful ways. In ways that honour and cherish the inner life, nurture the submissive soul and make damned sure you behave yourself for Mistress. 😉
Tell me that isn’t appealing to you. I dare you.