So, this wasn’t one of the blogs I was planning to write this week, but it being a particularly dark and tiring winter, what better time than to talk about something we never mention:
The Loneliness of Perversion!!!
Hey everyone, I wrote this waaaaaay back towards the end of 2014 on my barely used and well intentioned blog (that you never have to go to again because I don’t use it).
One could argue that this piece was my very first attempt at a Behind the Curtain article, and it stirred up a minor spat or two on Inraptured (but what doesn’t) because I threw it out there without any sort of context.
Well, I’ve provided plenty of context for this section of my blog is about, and how it is here to offer a harder look and context at the business of our scene, so that said, let’s all enjoy some time travel and remember:
Your Hypnodomme is Not Your Girlfriend
(Some content bolded/italicized for emphasis, like a school text book)
This might cut close to home.
The woman you are buying your hypno-porn from is not now, nor will she ever be your girlfriend.
What’s worse than that, she’s only nice to you because that’s part of customer service.
So, what did I learn about Erotic Hypnosis this year?
It doesn’t matter what I learned for myself, in that that’s just what a catalogue of things that are distinctly unique to me, to my emotions and my growth as a person. What matters is what I learned how to talk about this year.
Let’s start with the fun stuff.