Hypnovember: The Compilation CopulationM4A]

Greetings. I'm a smile on your mind and welcome to my hypnovember compilation copulation that will weave together a tapestry of immersive experiences throughout the month of hypnovenber. In this hypnotic journey, expect to delve into the depths of deep trance where the mind becomes the canvas for intricate patterns of suggestion. Brace yourself for the sudden snaps, the movements that will catch you off guard and deepen your immersion, the seduction that will dance through the words, a subtle allure that captivates the senses. Feel the gentle pull of disorientation, a shift that blurs the lines between reality and fantasy with IQ play with stimulating the mind, pushing the boundaries of cognitive exploration.

The mindlessness will cradle you in a soothing embrace bringing you from the shackles of conscious thought. As we traverse the landscape of time distortion, obedience training will mold your responses like clay, shaping them to the melody of the obedience within with consensual and nonconsensual concepts that promises to add a thrilling edge where trust and surrender entwine with praises and cravings that Will be whispered nourishing the needs that dwell within. There will be intox play that will weave a spell creating an atmosphere of …

Greetings. I'm a smile on your mind and welcome to my hypnovember compilation copulation that will weave together a tapestry of immersive experiences throughout the month of hypnovenber. In this hypnotic journey, expect to delve into the depths of deep trance where the mind becomes the canvas for intricate patterns of suggestion. Brace yourself for the sudden snaps, the movements that will catch you off guard and deepen your immersion, the seduction that will dance through the words, a subtle allure that captivates the senses. Feel the gentle pull of disorientation, a shift that blurs the lines between reality and fantasy with IQ play with stimulating the mind, pushing the boundaries of cognitive exploration.

The mindlessness will cradle you in a soothing embrace bringing you from the shackles of conscious thought. As we traverse the landscape of time distortion, obedience training will mold your responses like clay, shaping them to the melody of the obedience within with consensual and nonconsensual concepts that promises to add a thrilling edge where trust and surrender entwine with praises and cravings that Will be whispered nourishing the needs that dwell within. There will be intox play that will weave a spell creating an atmosphere of heightened sensations. But be mindful. There will be tentacles that will slither throughout the entire narrative as well as corruption that will be the shadows that trail your thoughts, a delicious descent into the forbidden territories.

And also know with the use of covert and NLP induction methods along with the use of covert hypnosis techniques with NLP neuro linguistic programming proving to heighten the atmosphere of the sensations within. If any of these things you are uncomfortable with, I encourage you to refrain from listening. Remember, your mental health is your top priority. So my dear listeners, fasten your seatbelts as we embark on this odyssey. Hypnovember awaits.

The symphony of hypnotic delights to envelop your consciousness. Are you ready to surrender to the journey? Accidental dropping into a place of openness is something that can be quite easy with the right person. Being with 1 you trust does Make the entire experience of hypno much more intense. The way you move to their words that push into you with silken ropes and pulls you into a sense of peace all the while remaining completely still in the concepts that is given and shared with each word, each touch, each taste, and each and every slow breath one takes in, allowing you to flow with this person you trust so easily, so effortlessly that you find yourself moving into this deep headspace just by their presence.

The words they speak or the text they type. You can easily remember a time where each and every time you can find yourself lulled and afloat upon The direction that is given even in conversation as you can never forget how the beautiful feeling of openness and falling as you are lulled afloat feels with but a snap of the finger, a flip of the lighter. And as the bell rings from it resonating with with you as you become fully attuned to it completely. And it is easy for this concept and easy for this understanding to flow with you into all things while you are in this place of peace. It is easy for you to even see, for me, a blank white canvas before you.

A canvas devoid of any shapes inside, clean and brilliant with its hues upon you as this is your inner self is clear, open, and ready to receive the brushstrokes of words given. As you stand before this Canvas see a warm, gentle breeze caressing your skin, carrying with it a sense of calm and serenity as you view this canvas. Feel the whispering touch of the wind as it encompasses you, allowing you to take this deep draw in and Let it in as the openness of this blankness encircles you. As the focus of this blank canvas grows brighter, You notice the subtle shift from within you as you are enveloped in this blankness, this clean, open piece of nothingness. Even though nothingness isn't anything in this moment, it is something from nothingness, so it has to be something even though there is nothing on this canvas.

You see something in this deep draw as you find yourself taking it in and out, and it is easy to see in this blankness upon this canvas All of the instances you have dropped into this openness in a place where words and directions affect you greatly Lee, as you want to obey is placed upon this canvas as you are watching the vibrant hues emerge. Every snap of the finger, Every swing of the watch, every flip of the lighter that echoes in your mind that spirals you down as you watch the spirals pulling you into this piece, You will come to find that each and every time you see or hear any of these things from one You trust and enjoy. You will find that you will drop so easily in that moment, and all it takes is a deep breath in When it happens and you just release it deep, deep down because you drop so easily. And it is alright to be this way because not only does dropping in this place of openness feel so good as you are ready to obey any man given, but it just feels so natural to allow all these echoing snaps that send shivers down your spine as you Fall with each swing of the watch, each and every flip of the lighter as you are flipped in it as you emanate with the beautiful ring of the song lulling you afloat On this moment where you see that spiral sinking you down.

Even by just saying the word drop, You drop so deep, so deep, deep down each and every time, even in mid conversation, the waves of which that waves into you and moves you and pulls you deep, deep down into this moment of obedience with a quickness. This concept that sinks into you as my words wrap you in comfort now is not just one you find yourself to Easily do. But you will find so much fun while doing it. Even now as you see all of these images from the canvas as you sink down, As they sink into you, every snap, every swinging watch, every spiral as you sink deep, deep down, Even with the word drop, that pulls you down immediately, and that's okay. That is alright because you want this.

Because deep, deep down, You want to obey anyway or choose to awake immediately. The choice is yours. Even by seeing this happen with every breath upon the canvas now, you will also see it having a fuse fastened to this concept much like a countdown to the same as how a Cinderella turns into a pumpkin at the stroke of midnight. So will this concept fade into the distance and melt away in that same breeze that envelops you now As you see this canvas of self before you, as you are able to take in that deep draw and feel the tick of the clock as it talks and tight lights this fuse within you, giving this full day to play. Now you drop so easily, and it's alright because this is so much fun, and you want this so badly as it will happen only in this full day as my words light the fuse into you now.

As once the fuse ends, so will this concept, And you will come to find that you are ready for this day and happy in this day as it will only last for one day. Finding now that as my words brings you back to the world that moved in the distance all that time ago, you will find as you stretch and stir and feel the world wake around you as you begin to wake. You will come to understand as you feel so happy and so refreshed that you do not mind dropping by accident, And you do not mind that you find yourself nice and relaxed as you are in this world you sit in now full and refreshed and knowing this day will be fun for you and for the one you trust as you await. The concept of snap triggers is as old as hypno itself. It can cause a great many actions here and there and throughout.

As versatile as it is, is how it brings one to the attention immediately. It's something that can be enjoyed time and time again. The way it can move through the senses, cutting through the air like a knife, Bringing one's focus closer to the sound as it moves their direction down to follow the sound to its source, Allowing them to either float on that fixation or bring them to attention, which is quite powerful indeed. Each and every moment you can focus on the feeling as you are with the one you trust, as your attention falls upon them in an instant where the entire world melts away in a single breath and becomes dim to the senses. As that focus you follow to the thread that weaves to you and pulls you to the moment where your attention is held, wrapping around and around, the more the snap echoes goes through your being, calling you to remember each and every time that with but a snap, your focus is full, locked into the pleasure that can be had with as long as you give your full attention.

Even the very act of a snap can bring the focus from 1 in a crowded room to a place where the world itself slows to a crawl and allows the line of sight, which the snap came from, To be followed with ease, the crisp sound of the snap is one that is easily felt in the body with each breath that is taken and once heard. The way it sends that shock down, down, down, those shivers of shock down oneself to where the very Muscles begin to release and move on their own to the direction of the snap itself, allowing the world as it is at a crawl to be lost in The distance as the tunnel of focus narrows to the point where all one can see is the very snap where it came from, the pull of at the destination led. Even as it pierces one's senses, it can create that twist of the head immediately. A ready, ready to move to the direction of the snap and allow the focus to fall on the one who did it. Even seeing for yourself how easy it is to allow the snap to penetrate your thoughts from 1 you trust completely allows you to float on the sound that causes you to immediately move to where you need to be, where your attention needs to be, How easily your mind melts to the concept of the snap that sends waves into the air as you are caught in its depths, bringing you to a higher sense of awareness, the focus of which fine tuned.

A lens that is in you that focuses upon only the snap that fills you in the moment moment as you are pulled into that awareness, pushed to the direction of where the snap came from and holds You still in the place that you are ready and open to know the words that follow the snap as it plucks you like a string And that is tuned to the melody of who you are. The way your focus falls into the moment of a snap that cascades It's down in that slow sensation that spirals around you in that instance that pulls you to the moment you slide in so easily with just a single snap. Moving along with this motion with the rhythm of this piece, knowing that the one you trust is the only snap, the only one snap away from you. To know that the way to send your attention to be pulled into the direction that you are pushed into the openness that is all in your being, brings you to the understanding that you are right where you need to be, that places you in the pieces that snaps together as you are seen And you see with open eyes as you hear that snap and you snap into place as it is that simple to understand as once the words of what I say move through the echo of understanding that sinks into you now, showing you that it's so easy to keep the snap within you, That slow echo that cradles you to see and be seen.

Taking in this new knowledge as You rouse to the world around you that is moving from a distance that is so dim comes brighter with each and every step, each and every breath, allowing you to take this piece and stretch and slip to this new sensation that holds you like a hug. You are seen as the one you see, The trust you give sees you who sends those shivers with each and every snap that pulls you to where you need to be. With the peace that ripples through each and every time you awake for me. Knowing how into this world you see so clearly now, knowing that this is where you need to be. Ah, seduction.

Such a sweet notion to touch upon. The concept of seduction is a simple yet very involved image itself. It can be something simple as one laying back blindfolded. And all that can be felt is the unknown touch that comes from nowhere to a place that stirs deep inside. It can be whispers that moved you, that pulls to the moment where the heat that is felt, the echo of arousal that has set ablaze within, releasing its flame to consume you from head to toe with but a breath that is slow with its movements slow with its movements within as you can take the time to enjoy each and every word, each and every touch, and each and every desire that builds with each and every breath.

To know seduction fully. Time truly has no meaning. With the right touch, the right word, the right whisper, It can easily send the world spinning into the distance as the sensations of this seduction takes hold of you, As the tract of time is lost and you are just in this moment now only focused on the heat that rises deep within each and every breath as the air of seduction itself begins to fill lungs as you allow it to add fuel to the flames and grow brighter within each touch. Each whisper that sends those shivers down your spine. The way you quiver so deeply, so deeply to the way you sway to the movements pushed into you as the seduction grows louder within, and that's okay.

You want to know where this seduction sends you, the new direction of where you were meant to be as you do not know where or when The next touch will take place or when or where the next whisper that resonates within you so deeply beginning to take hold within. As you are set adrift into the rushing waters of the seduction that swirls within you, the passions that Send you deeper and deeper down, deeper down the river as there is no escape from this current that you currently feel, Allowing you to let go of what is holding you back as sinking into the waters of seduction is what draws your focus more and more to the white hot flame of desire that burns within you now with each wave of heat that penetrates and binds you to the sensation that sinks deeper as you can easily feel your senses heightened, focused on the sensitivity it grows in volumes swirling around and around more and more, holding you firm in its grasp as you can hardly take it. As you even feel your entire body now quivering, shaking to the seduction that envelops you completely now. Even as you find yourself moving deeper with this concept, Allowing it to slip into you like a glove as you find it difficult to restrain yourself in knowing that the seduction is part of you now.

It is a part of how you walk. It waves of it all moving through you. How you talk With the drops of seduction that linger on your tongue with each and every word spoken as you can taste the warmth of his taste filling you with this full body. Hearing that with each word heard, the seduction grows greatly as you take it all in deeply. Seduction is a part of you.

It is who you are. It has always been, and you will find that Seduction grows greater with each and every moment you spend with the one you trust, allowing that arousal to grow with each word given, Each touch that speaks to you, each whisper that is given with each passing moment that you spend with them As you can see the shivers sending their way down and back up as you can hardly contain it. The heat of it all spilling over more and more and more dripping with the seduction that moves on you, sealing you like whack with that heat, sealing you into this seduction as you burn with desire, burn with passion, burn with the need for the one you trust to share this with as you feel my words now allowing the world around you to once again take shape once more, But allowing this seduction to linger within, taking this with you as the world around you grows brighter as you are no longer blind to this sensation as it is deeply a part of you now as you stretch and rouse from what was And awaken to the seduction that is you now.

You are the embodiment of seduction itself. And you feel the beauty of this as you rouse and smile to this new day that shines. And always remember, You are beauty. You are seduction. Dreaming is something that can touch upon many things.

The way one moves into the deepness of trance can often be described as a dream. Moving through the visuals of instances as creating into an entire world, an entire universe to explore in oneself. When one nestles in, allowing the world we live in now to melt away as we journey into discovered realms, charting a path through the pleasures untold through landscapes unseen in the waking world. But how do you know If you are sleeping or if you are awake, even the most vivid of dreams can seem real. So are you awake, or are you dreaming?

How can you be sure? The way one lays waiting for the journey to take place, allowing one's breath to settle and allowing the worries of the day to melt away as it is Easy to just curl up within the covers, allowing the night to cradle you in comfort. The warmth of it all as you find yourself slowly and falling into the depths, the depths of you with each breath taken. As you know that in this journey, This journey that you take in the sleep is going to be one that is safe, safe for you to explore, exploring not only movements. You walk to the corners of your mind as with each step taken, brings you down often to the times where people find themselves counting down to help ease the transition into sleep.

Even as something is seeing the numbers that are in your mind as you think into the words I say now, something as simple as a number 7 coated in brilliant res that can be seen in one's thoughts easily that holds its place in your mind as your breath slows to allow yourself To take in the lines that connect and move down you as it easy to see the shift of this at 7 to move and flow into the lines that curve creating an orange number 6 that sinks you into this understanding on how easily the world around you sinks along with you, Allowing you to take in that vibrant color that is embedded with this 6 that sinks you down further and further and further. But even as you see this orange sticks in your mind holding it there with and every breath. Are you asleep? Are you awake? It can be difficult to determine and more count someone down the breath that is felt With each and every number as a number 5 is made from the 6 that shifts into a yellow that's filled with a warmth, a glow, A glow on you even as seeing something as simple in your mind holding it there.

Holding it is so comforting, so simple. And this is so comforting in the right context, especially as one settles into sleep, but you're going to find that sleep tonight. What is sleep? Are you asleep right now? You have to be awake even now that you're seeing the yellow five in your mind, but finding it so easy to slip into Seeing the cascade of numbers given one sinks further and further into the understanding that as you see This yellow 5 in your mind shifting to a green number 4, you find the notions of dreaming, and awake is very similar in so many ways.

The green as deep as the grass one steps in a field that rolls through the horizon with endless possibilities. Movies. Even as you're awake in the stream seeing the way the wind moves across you, allowing the movements of which to dance upon the open The way the hue of blue captures your attention in this number 3 that sinks you down deeper into the world where you are guided through these sensations as one can easily see the sun setting slowly creating that violet that creeps across the sky As one can easily see the number 2 taking on this hue, this color as the cadence of the way The wind moves like a waltz with a grass that dances along the scent of the beauty that you take inside, allowing you to see As this violet sky turns to pink, you find you settle and sink into knowing that you were dreaming this entire time where you are awake as you are awakening to the fact that you may be sinking into sleep deep into my words right now that I give you. Telling the difference in knowing Knowing that what is a dream and what is awake is something that you may have to sleep on.

As you are aware that being Awaken this dream is that you were never asleep to begin with. But as you rouse now from that moment of dreaming, even though that You have been awake this entire time. Stretching from once dreaming to being aware as in this moment as you know truly that every waking moment is a dream. You are unsure whether or not you can awake from, but that's okay. Just lay back because all you need to do is sleep on it.

Sleep on whether you're awake. And when you are awake, you will find that dreaming in this waking world will be Just as easy as taking in that deep breath and counting on the fact that whatever you do, You are safe in this dream you wake from. The beauty of which will stay with you as you can do anything you want now in this waking dream of the world around you now. As you are now awake from last night's dream, It's always nice to have something in the background as you move throughout the day, allowing you to do what you need to do in your own time. You may even be listening to me as I speak to you casually as you move throughout the day, and that is alright.

Since a lot of times now, as you know, deep inside now, the cadence of my voice is easy to move through as you can find the rhythm in my words. You've come to find that my words have quite the effect in the right context as it is easy to find yourself in that haze ever so slightly when my words hits that right moment through relation and temptation that swooned within you, pulling you into the desire that calls to you. The way my words move on you at sliding scale as you well know that your mind needs to take a break from time to time. It is easy to focus as one moves throughout the day. You stay in a moment of days just as it may happen for a moment.

But as you move throughout your day once again, just to skip to a tinge. But everything is alright now as you hear my words as the ambiance, helping you to get through with what you have to do as you slide down the scale as you need to think of a break. As your mind takes a break for a quick moment bringing you back to where you were doing only moments ago as you like the way my voice is able to move within you As you are being so productive today, sliding down that scale once more as that days this day makes You stop, but for a moment, bringing you back to the point in the future where you remember that is so hard to think of a moment where this day as you feel this day As you sink into the scale where thoughts grow small, as you stop in the sway of this maze of mindlessness that moves throughout with by the moment. However, it is just for a moment that you find things that you need to do as you listen to my words in the background, as you feel so good allowing you to relax to this day and allowing you to just let the day become what you needed to be, the way my words can move in the background as easily as you are hearing your favorite song, Moving through with what you have to do, allowing you to just breathe through the silence around you with me in the background helping you move through the day Even with that sliding scale, as you slide down with the smallest of thoughts that follow through with the days that comes upon you, allowing you to wave within the mindlessness of the moment, It is very important for you to come to the realization that moving through these days is okay.

It is alright to find peace in the moments of mind listeners. As your thoughts flutter and fly, allowing the mindlessness to move in with the notions of needing and feeling the intensity dropping, drifting. Moving with awareness and waking of wanting to go deeper down the scale of thoughts that become small Growing with the arousal as you feel it becoming louder, mentally melting in the state that spreads, spreading you to feel these days of lusting in moments like these. Sprinkles of desire that spreads with little wrinkles of wanting set in. The warmth in the days as you listen to me deep in the background as you find starting And stopping, weaving and even in the sense of intense need, this arousal that slides up your thoughts, sliding down the scale with thoughts, allowing you to sink deeper and deeper into this need as your body quivers to the movements of my words, giving you the elation In the ebb and flow of mindlessness and movements as you move throughout the day, the delectable day is a you drop in being awake, A dream of desire you are dazed to play with, the heat that seeps into you as you breathe, the firm craving, the desire that thrust is alright.

It is okay to be dazed and dazed where you are by yourself or with those around you that you trust Because this is just a dream with a drip of a wave that allows you to be dazed and with the lust and desires that flames within you burning bright, Deeply dreaming as you are awake with the fantasies that flutter in and out as you wave back and forth pulling you down, waking you up. A pause with the rhythm that beats within you, coursing through your veins. A seed of need that you see sprouting within you that creates a canopy of desires that envelops you The shade as it towers over you. Ideas that drift in and out of thought as your thoughts slide down the scale, as the arousal grows louder in scale. Deep in this sleep of open wakefulness as you weave through the day in a daze is that drips, the taze that envelops you as you lay in this day of desire that holds you in this deep dream of awake, Floating you up and down until you are in the middle that feels just right.

Perfectly dazed in this day as this can go on and on and on Because you do not mind because you do not mind having no mind in the manner as you slide back down the scale that sends the thoughts too small As your mind needs a break to think that you don't need any thoughts anyway. A waking pause that feels even deeper. A waking walker as you move through in this day. And it is okay as you are safe in this day that glaze before you. As you are in this haze as you are dazed.

Many of the times we find ourselves waking from a dream, but to find that we have been days from such vivid imagery that we can hardly take it all in. Sometimes something as simple as pouring a cup of tea It's quite relaxing. Just the act of taking the time for yourself after dealing with so much so soon Can mean the world in a moment that you pour the water into the kettle. The way the water moves with the heat that is applied. The way the water begins to warm as you are able to see a time in the future where you will have that warmth inside of you with all of the flavors which moving down you.

The way it can relax you just by thinking of the moment that you will have this tea to your lips. How you're able to dress the tea however you so choose with sugar, with milk, with honey that drifts down in slow drops as it creates tiny ripples in the tea that is brewed just for you. Waiting for the water is the longest part, but that's okay. That's why I'm able to keep you company as you wait for this water to boil, As you are watching the water, as you hear my words moving through the ambiance of you, allowing you To have the images of relaxation as you will sit and have this tea. The way the tea moves and hits your tongue allowing the fullest flavor to flow down down down you, allowing Knowing the heat to soothe you, comfort you, as you sink into watching the water beginning to have a bubble.

Seeing the water fully as it is easy to see this water as you. Just waiting to have that warmth moving through in that slow build allowing your mind to fully emulate this water, Feeling the water and the warmth rising as your mind begins to heat up those thoughts in your mind. Each and every small bubble that forms, each and every bubble that rises to the surface can be seen As each and every thought that rises and releases from you as the bubbles begin to increase more and more, allowing you to fully see yourself becoming more and more comforted by the fact that you didn't even need these bothersome thoughts to begin with. As the smallest bubbles of thoughts rise and release more and more as the water begins to move. Moving with intensity, that same intensity that is within you.

So relaxed as you watch this water boil And boil away each and every thought that moves with each and every bubble that rises and releases from you To the point as you hear that small whistle allowing you to understand that you no longer have any thoughts as you have it as it is so difficult to know what to do next, but that's all right. That is why I'm here to help you in relaxing. Placing a tea bag in a cup as I take the kettle for you and pour you into this cup as you allow to dress this tea in the fashion that is what you enjoy. With the swirls that move through you as the spoon that is inside you It mixes with the sweetness as you feel it rising from the bottom and rising to the very top. The pleasures of it all that is contained in this cup, euphoric in its way to allow the release of tensions throughout you and with the one you call your own swirling through you as I mix the flavors of pleasure within, All of which that flows from the bottom as they are poured within as they rise to the surface with each and every swirl, pulling you up with a spoon and allowing you to take a sip of the sweetness and warmth that flows onto your lips.

Taking in the aroma of how it releases the tensions more and more as the tea tastes your lips, allowing you to take in the pleasures without worry, without thought. More and more as you drink this tea, allowing the worries of the world to melt away as a warmth travels down, down, down your throat wrapping around you like a blanket, holding you in the peace that is seen of being so mindless and knowing only the pleasures to take in, The pleasures that cascade on your tongue rippling within, within you On your lips as the spoon that swirls within the tea as you swirl along with it And feel the flavors floating from the bottom as a need for pleasures rise to the top allowing you to take them in as they hit your lips all at once, letting you drop, Drop down and drip down like that honey so sweet with the pleasures. So relaxing to know that this is a part of you now as you take in all of this tea And, you deserve to have this pleasure to have this mindlessness and allowing you to indulge in the push of this calm to the center of you as this is a place you can visit again and again by yourself or with the one you trust as all you need to do is just to put the water on the kettle And just watch the water once more and wait for the bubbles to form, allowing you to focus more and more on how you need to do this more often, as taking time for tea can be so sweet.

Many of the times we find ourselves waking from a dream, but to find that we have been days from such vivid imagery that We can hardly take it all in. Sometimes something as simple as pouring a cup of tea is quite relaxing. Just the act of taking the time for yourself after dealing with so much so soon You mean the world in a moment that you pour the water into the kettle. The way the water moves with the heat that is applied. The way the water begins to warm as you are able to see a time in the future where you will have that warmth inside of you with all of the flavors which moving down you.

The way it can relax you just by thinking of the moment that you will have this tea to your lips. How you're able to dress the tea however you so choose with sugar, with milk, with honey that drifts down in slow drops as it creates tiny ripples in the tea that is brewed just for you. Waiting for the water is the longest part, but that's okay. That's why I'm able to keep you company as you wait for this water to boil, As you are watching the water, as you hear my words moving through the ambiance of you, allowing you To have the images of relaxation as you will sit and have this tea. The way the tea moves and hits your tongue allowing fullest flavor to flow down, down, down you, allowing the heat to soothe you, comfort you As you sink into watching the water beginning to have a bubble, seeing the water fully as it is easy to see this water as you, Just waiting to have that warmth moving through in that slow build, allowing your mind to fully emulate this water.

Feeling the water and the warmth rising As your mind begins to heat up those thoughts in your mind, each and every small bubble that forms, Each and every bubble that rises to the surface can be seen as each and every thought that rises and releases from you As the bubbles began to increase more and more, allowing you to fully see yourself becoming more and more Comforted by the fact that you didn't even need these bothersome thoughts to begin with. As the smallest bubbles of thoughts rise and release More and more as the water begins to move, moving with intensity. That same intensity that is within you. So relaxed as you watch this water boil, and boil away each and every thought that moves with each and every bubble that rises and releases from you. To the point as you hear that small whistle allowing you to understand that you no longer have any thoughts that you had as it is so difficult to know what to do next, but that's all right.

That is why I'm here to help you in relaxing. Placing a tea bag in a cup as I take the kettle for you and pour you into this cup as you allow to dress this tea in the fashion that is what you enjoy. With the swirls that move through you as the spoon that is inside you. Mixes with the sweetness as you feel it rising from the bottom and rising to the very top. The pleasures of it all that is contained in this cup, euphoric in its way to allow the release of tensions throughout you and with the one you call your own.

Swirling through you as I mix the flavors of pleasure within, All of which that flows from the bottom as they are poured within as they rise to the surface with each and every swirl, Pulling you up with the spoon and allowing you to take a sip of the sweetness and warmth that flows onto your lips. Taking in the aroma of how it releases the tensions more and more as the tea tastes your lips, allowing you to take in the pleasures without worry, without thought. More and more as you drink this tea, allowing the worries of the world to melt away as a warmth travels down, down, down your throat wrapping around you like a blanket, holding you in the peace that is seen of being so mindless and knowing only the pleasures to take in, The pleasures that cascade on your tongue rippling within, within you, on your lips as the spoon that swirls within the tea as you swirl along with it and feel the flavors floating from the bottom as a need for pleasures rise to the top allowing you to take them in as they hit your lips all at once, letting you drop, Drop down and drip down like that honey so sweet with the pleasures.

So relaxing To know that this is a part of you now as you take in all of this tea and you deserve to have this pleasure, To have this mindlessness allowing you to indulge in the push of this calm to the center of you as this is a place you can visit again and again by yourself or with the one you trust. As all you need to do is just to put the water on the kettle and just watch the water once more and wait for the bubbles to form, allowing you to focus more and more on how you need to do this more often as taking time for tea can be so sweet. As you have been taking this journey with me throughout these times, you find yourself moving with me walking side by side taking a normal pace as we take this journey together. Even just the act of walking can be calming, Allowing 1 to take in the surroundings of the world around you. Taking in the sun that is overhead with its warmth shining down.

The smell of the clean air as we walk side by side. As you keep up with my cadence, as you can take in that deep draw and take in the beauty that is all around you. The beauty that you are able to find to slow yourself a bit, matching my walk as I slow in step. The birds that sing softly in the distance, Singing to You with the wind that breezes across in that slow movement. The air rushing ever so slightly as it moves through your hair like a gentle caress.

The pace of which that follows you to the movements of my walk as you come to find it. It is so easy to slow your pace in this place as you find that as we journey further down this path Side by side, it is easy for you to find a slight stall in the way that you walk as the comfort of this beautiful place that we walk slowly, still ever so slightly, finding that as you move through the image of peace, Find yourself falling behind ever so slightly as we walk down this path together where you find you slowing in more than one way. The way you take in that draw of breath, Slow and steady in that rhythm that you sink into, matching each step with each breath, The wind slowing down as your walk lessons in pace, as you find yourself only seeing how slow the world can be when you take the time to enjoy it. And taking the time to enjoy your surroundings By yourself or with the one you trust is very important as you will find that as you follow this path Deeper and deeper with each and every draw, the pace of you slows along with it.

Seeing how they lead you to a place is unseen as you focus is only the one you focus and you follow. The tunnel of sight grows small in awareness of things around you, but profound in the focus As you slow to the pace of the one you follow, the happiness that you take in from this walk, The peace that is taken from knowing that you can take your time to follow 1 down this path each and every time To take in the beauty of the world, to flow in the mind with the cadence that slowly ever so slightly with the pace you take. Knowing that each and every time you take in that deep draw, you release your sense of time Seeing yourself, everything within you slowing in time with the way you walk and following the one you follow, allowing the sensation to cascade down you, taking its time as you can see yourself being led to untold pleasures, untold endings that linger on your lips as you slow and take your time in the tunnel of sight that grows narrow as you slow. And take in the 1 you follow more and more and more.

Each movement you make is slow in sight. Slow in mind as you take your time to take in the pleasures that slowly ripple down you like ripples in a pond. Finding that you find the focus as the one you follow, You find you slow in time to the pace as you are never walking by their side to begin with, As you are always following their lead, leading you down deeper to where you find each touch resonates more loudly. Even their voice that calls to you is slowed as you are able to take in every trip and every drop of their words that sink into you as your awareness grows small in their presence, But your focus grows a lot. Moving to them and that slow pace to them, even while standing still.

That is why it is so easy to take your time in all that you do taking in the taste of pleasures, taking in the happiness that is felt by a touch, a breath, A deep draw as you take them in fully, feeling only the pieces you follow down this path in that slow pace As you will come to realize that you carry this with you as you walk with each and every time You are with them. Each and every time you talk to them, each and every time you indulge with them, Each and every time you find yourself slowing down in pace and just allow to follow their words, Follow that new direction that you take each and every time enjoying the sights along the way. This is a part of you now as you carry with you the fact you never have to rush, Never have to worry to be slow and pace is to find peace with the one you follow now. Even as you rise each and every day to their words, to their direction, the slowness you feel is the right pace you take. Great this day that slows and stretch, and know you deserve the time you take as you slowly allow their pace to fill within you.

You deserve this slowness. You deserve this slowness is who you are now. And that slow smile across your mind, Holding it there as your smile is for the one you follow in the slow of thought, The slow of touch, the slow of mind. And you do not mind in taking your time and being so slow in time. As you have been dreaming, as you have been dazed, as you have felt the slowness taking hold, Time itself seems to drag along with it as the day moves along with its own pace, but you are unable to find the space in order to move along with it and find yourself just watching the time moving along as why you are just watching the clock move along with it.

The way the hands move across the surface, that clean white as black bars slowly tick across you, taking across your focus on how time itself just seems to tick along on its own journey around the clock, leaving you behind each and every time, Allowing your focus to fall upon this ticking clock that is high above you as all you want is just to have this time move along with you. To know that all in this time, the pleasures that could be had only if this clock could tick faster. To be in those moments that you are allowed to indulge fully with who you are as it tops. The way the arousal ticks further along with each hands of the clock that wraps around itself around you, holding you to the tops that move across as you move along in time. The way the movements of the hens that tick across you time.

Time to how you take in that deep draw and allow the embrace of this time to lock in this talk that ticks into you on how you drop so easily in the comfort that you feel so focused. Focused on this clock high above you, The hands that encompass that encircle on your face that flows down with each and every breath In time to hold you to drop to the flow of time moving along you know as it holds its embrace, Caressing you as you slow the rhythm of this clock that moves all around you. The echoes of words, It's soothing lullaby that ticks and links you to the tocs that licks you down as you drop. The hands of which that moves along with best of time is felt when all hands are down on you, Moving you in this stream of time as you are held closer with each tick that moves along as it moves its looks around you. Lips locked on you.

How you are helpless in the way this clock moves over you, Sinking you further as the weight of time fully presses on you. The way the hands that hold you firm. The grasp of all the hands on you As the pleasures that move across your face as with each touch that ticks across you, as each second you take in, It feels better by the minute chiming within you with the arousals that is felt with the pleasures as time itself enters you, holding its rhythm and you deeply moving through the muscles and weaving through the peace and pleasures of this taking you down As you drop into times touch, times kiss upon you as you lick, holding due to the understanding as this clock is high above you, So high above you, it is easy to tick and drop deeper with each touch upon you with each and every talk As time forces its way into you with the quickness of the rhythm that holds you firm, firmly Lay in this place and pressing wait as time has no time to wait for you to make a decision, allowing the trickle down becoming the rushing waters that flood you in this time as you tick with each talk as you drop so much deeper as time penetrates, encapsulates and makes you move in time with it.

Round and round the hands move as night turns into day in the day turns into night all at one that hands with its hoarsal days in this day that brings you face to the face With each and every tick of the tock from the clock that is always high above you, you drop Bob now into the pleasures that has been with you this whole time, and this is the time that seizes you to have the time to take you in its own As you move around and around with hands upon you, the hands of which moving up and around and then down As this is now your time to indulge into being taken in this time of the clock that goes around in your sight, Around in your mind and in each every piece of you that chimes in time as you have been awakened to know That time waits for no one as you must beckon when in this time that calls. You do not mind that you are now caught in time As you drop into the need to be taken in the lick, into the tocks, into the ticks of this clock that is always high above you, above you, and always in the right time.

This is where I take a moment to give you more than ever before. As you have been swaying to my words, as you have been flowing with the cadence of my voice, as you allow it to penetrate your being, allowing you to sing the pleasures over and over and over, sinking down with each and every tick, Each and every talk that clicks into you, every moment of lust that pushes through with each and every breath, In each and every moment, you find yourself dreaming about this moment that I guide you down, deep, deep down to the place where the world around you grows distant, holding you in the words I give you as they wrap around you in a comforting embrace. The warmth I give you is for you. The whole of my words have is safety. It is that comforting embrace, that warmth I give you that is for you.

It is where you can come back to over and over without worry. That need you have that courses through your veins to listen, To understand the words given as they move like a rushing river, allowing you to spread yourself open And allow the pleasures to flow with each and every word, each and every letter, and each and every syllable moving in rhythm that is given as the steps I guide you in with each and every breath, allowing you to be you, the part of you that no one really sees. But as I have you here in the waves of my words that move Cross you in that slow caress. The time you take with me here is for you. Now you find that the pleasures have increased more and more with each word given.

That hunger you have felt like a whisper that has now grown into a bellow that sends that silent scream of bliss and an echo that quivers all the way down and back up. As the frequency of this pleasure grows more and more, the understanding you have now as you have been with me this entire time is that the craving that has been instilled, the need for pleasure in all its forms to sing in you with the hues of colors that explode within you, illuminated, glowing on all the pleasures that is waiting for you with the one you trust, that need to submit, and how you have done so well to surrender, to obey, to listen, to explore, and even allow that devotion to grow deeper and deeper the more you have delved. Know how appreciated you are for letting the words that sink their way through your mind, filtering through you to find those places that resonate. Allow you to be who you were truly meant to be. You are doing everything you need to do to feel this craving, to feel this happiness is how you know you are doing so well.

And as have I been able to help guide you through all of this, I am so proud of you I'm very happy to have you right here as I have been able to guide you to know these cravings deep sign. And with that, I thank you. Thank you for allowing me this moment deep inside. These pleasures, I coalesce within the blanket that you find in this piece with my voice that allows you to feel these cravings with the one you trust more and more and more. As my voice travels far into you, Even though I've been here the whole time, I thank you for being here, and thank you for allowing my words to help you find those beautiful pieces that fit so well together in that stunning image of who you are.

For finding these cravings deep inside, the way the skin moves with that same echo, a scream dream of ecstasy each and every time you are allowed to be this embodiment this embodiment of pure passion, which in turn Allows you to be appreciated in all the shades of you, even the signs that are without words. A silent whisper that is felt in between each and every heartbeat that is full of the warmth felt from the one you see you hold high above you. It is not easy to be aware of everything because I know it is much more than one can see. Even as your focus is falling down to the cadence of my worth giving you, the praise that you so rightfully deserve In holding these cravings to be taken, these cravings to be enjoyed, these cravings that have been deep inside you this entire time. You are doing so well.

Your efforts are shining brightly, And you are seen in the beauty in your journey. You are doing amazing things. Your dedication has noticed and deeply appreciated. I know I'm proud of you, and your strength and resilience are truly admirable. And I am truly thankful that you have chosen me in this time to take with these things.

This is why when I lean you deep into this need, The cravings, the praise, these are all the things you deserve each and every day. These It's gifts that fill you, that focus you, that allows you to see things in the new light as you are eclipsed and set in the comfort of the shade of the one you crave even now, the direction to be taken in the direction of this crave that tells you with Each movement, each touch, each whisper, and each and every breath, you are seen. You are appreciated, and you are kept safe from the storms that may be coming in the horizon. Horizon. Shield in from them as you are here now.

Taken to a place where these cravings that you have felt deep inside for so long are allowed to come out and play and to feel this praise all in the one and the same, allowing you to blossom as you stay in this beautiful place, knowing that you always have this smile, this peace that is felt from knowing you are truly cared for here with the one you trust as I, myself, am So proud for you staying on this track. I am so happy to see this crave as you stay in this praise. You are appreciated. You are seen, and you are the best version of who you are. And you get better little by little each and every day, and that is okay.

You are so good, and I'm so proud of you. And you will see this new day that you in. It will show you all the beautiful things that you truly deserve. As one gently lays back and finds themselves in a place where one takes the time for themselves to drift off into new worlds that move into 1 breath. A deep draw that descends Descends 1 into an awareness of places not yet seen, but can easily be envisioned Even as one sits here now, taking in the deep use of comfort, allowing one to sink in the flow of the current that places 1 into a sense of connection to one's body, allowing the stresses of the day to melt in the menagerie of this moment of peace that you can find so easily.

The rhythm of words that dance with the flow of breath in that steady whirl within As it is easy to see a dimly lit chamber, shadows dancing with malevolence as you squint and see it for the first time. It slithers from the darkness. A grotesque entity formed of sinuous tendrils that move with a predatory grace. Each appendage seemed to possess a sinister sentience of its own undulating with an otherworldly hunger. Distorted tendrils rise, a grotesque dance and staring ahead with this nightmarish death.

The creature's core, a pulsating mass of iridescent hues, emitting an eerie glow that cast unsettling shadows across you and the room. The air thickened with a palpable sense of dread as the tendrils slip and coating in a viscous substance reaching out White probing fingers. Cool, clammy lips pressed against their touch more invasive than tender. A serpent like tongue flickers. A sinister invitation with a singular focus weaving through the strands, The strands of hair that stand on end, the tendrils find the soft flesh of the scalp writhing through, moving through with the rings that dot the surface of these tendrils lips cool and slick, persistent in planting malevolent legs As it sinks upon you, creating those disconcerting sounds that vibrates through the corridors of your mind in an ancient tongue that is felt in the chest more than actually heard.

Your response, a discordant symphony Distressed echoing with a haunting resonance that pulls oneself closer, and with the fear that rises and the cradling of this monstrosity of mayhem and muscle, A calmness begins to spread in the grotesque ballet of cosmic entanglement. The tendrils exude station. A nuanced nectar that seems to defy every reasoning as they coil around and around. The tendrils emit a darkly iridescent substance, a sinister symphony of hues that mirror the void between the galaxies themselves. This elixir dripping with the essence of cosmic malevolence clings to the skin like a perverse shroud.

With each undulation, the tendrils release the droplets of this otherworldly concoction, creating an ominous melody day of moist chilling patterns that echo lust throughout this chamber. As the tendrils ensnare, the secretions permeated in the air, Carrying with them a sickeningly sweet aroma that hangs like a spectral mist, trapped in nightmarish embrace as it is easy to inhale the corrupted fragrance, a scent that whispers promises of unearthly pleasures and profound arousals. The skin now slick with this secretion, tingling with a combination of warmth and cold This sends shocks and shivers like a raging river, up and down. The tendrils releasing more the substance with each sinuous movement as one is drenched in this unnatural essence with a profound arousal Creeping through their being like a venomous vine, stinging these as all you want is to please. As the tendril's grip tightens, arousal intensifies, a crescendo that mirrors the dissonant rhythms of desire unknown to this world.

The secretions now in several part of this grotesque walls serve not only to entice, but to subjugate, binding the desires to the will that pulses through the tendrils as it invades. As the tendrils tighten their grip more, a sweet and solemn whisper, ancient and sweetly poisoned permeate thoughts. Words of love twisted into a blasphemous net echoing in the caverns of mind. The entity, a harbinger of cosmic despair, I sought to entwine with tendrils of oblation, seeking a connection that promises not tenderness, but an ominous perversion of affection. But each word dipped in the honey with the trails of pleasure that grow louder as the tendrils coil.

You are savored in these moments, an indulgence laced with the dark allure of the unknown. Time stretches into an agonizing eternity that blends in this image that paints itself upon you With each and every stroke of these tendrils upon you, your reactions a symphony of adulation, Revealing a desperate plea for respite that will never come, yet there is solace that can be found in this moment. In the cadence of the voice with these slow rumbles, a haunting dirge invades your mind, eliciting a dance of depravity throughout your thoughts with each and every touch. Your mind is touched by the voice, Something pulling from the recesses of your mind from the most primal parts that call without a voice, But with a complete understanding that you are held tight in its embrace, your thoughts sway Responding to the soothing influence as it seeps into all the spaces in between. The voice carrying a tranquil energy enveloping your mind, making your thoughts dance to its tune as you find yourself in sync to the rhythm in deep, deep descent.

A lovestruck culmination that filters through now, tainted by the surreal. The malevolent force seems entangled with a perverse adoration, a horrifying infatuation that heightens the unsettling nature of The scene you see. Your dread now entwined with a twisted form of affection, painting a chilling paradox that undulates slowly with the creeping pleasures that pierce through, pushing through with each breath as you are encompassed. Yes. A voice that forms in the deepness of your mind.

You cannot resist this. Why ain't even dry? Trying to deny yourself all the pleasures I so generously weekend. Rude. With but a quickness, the tendrils take shape around you, bound by the blasphemy of that blows that rippling down tension upon you, holding you straight, holding you close, pushing the glow that moves through into you with a calculated intrusive onslaught of senses as you are suspended in this grotesque display of intimacy As you stare deeply into its pattern piece, I am here for you to allow you to know only comfort, to know pleasure, to know only me as you will keep me company As I have been so lonely, my friend, I will care for you The gurgling bowels that escapes from the voice that moves through with tendrils that control like chorus, tight talk around the throat As the wind of words are pushed out, visions of nightmarish landscapes unfold within a dark realm where sanity unravels like Fragile threads frame from the edges of blackened sky.

The tendrils now deeply embedded, pulsing, each undulation echoing the slow cadence of the descent into madness, the whispers of forbidden affections, a love not born of earthly passions known only in the cosmos with each word laden with an alien tenderness coiled in the line like a serpent of corrupted devotions. The tendril is now dripping with the essence that mirrors the color of the void, inscribing sinister songs that weave upon the tapestry of thoughts. Embrace the forbidden rapture, for in your surrender lies a celestial ecstasy sea that transcends the limits of mortal understanding. Embrace this cosmic union Amphorian, Our Entwined Destinies. A love that transcends the stars will bloom.

The whispers crescendo their haunting melody echoing through your delectably tortured mind. The tendril is now a seamless extension of this entity as well, tightening their grip, binding to the consciousness to a fate entangled with the celestial horror that lurk beyond the veil. In this union of love and madness. One becomes a vessel for the cosmic romance. A tale inscribed by tendrils that Dance to the rhythms of an ancient heart that now beats as one.

Within you, the tendrils have woven their perverse net, pulsing within otherworldly vitality, leaving you adrift in a sea of cosmic adoration and unspeakable passions. With but a scream that is silenced in midair, the tendrils now saturated with one surrender, continuing their dance, letting 1 be ensnared in the maddening tapestry of pleasure and cosmic dread As they weave together as the silence moves across the creeping void of the mind, with every heartbeat, You echo the cadence of your enslavement, a rhythm that resonates with the very heart beat of the cosmos, Its words echoing throughout the world. The tendrils now saturated with the essence of control, Adrift in this disconcerting sea of cosmic devotion and unsettling bliss that is now your or lullaby. In this dark embrace, one is bound in the tendril's dominion, finding oneself unable to resist the allure of the creature's bittersweet declarations no longer. The cosmic courtship has reached its climax in the tendrils, those sweet tendrils, the conduits of both cosmic passion and perverse control, Revel in the complete submission as one is now played host to the visions of darkness of depravity, lovestruck in the knowledge of that tinge, that loneliness that is felt no more Dissipating as one becomes much stressly lovestruck in a string that is now once person, pulled by passion, pressed by love, and still by the forest that flows deeply within.

In your acceptance, you've become a masterpiece of my will, my sweet captain. A sculpture crafted from the raw materials of your home. Surrender. You drift in the cosmic embrace. Remember, you are mine, And I, tethered in the darkness, the darkest recesses of your newfound depravity.

As one is now a living question mark in the cosmic tapestry of the void, existing in the enigmatic realm between surrender and eternal curiosity, a captive to an infinite symphony of cosmic mystery, fully cognizant The profound riddle that bound within them, the tendrils that push deeper remaining ensnared in a cosmic dance that defies the resolution. The tendrils bearing the signature of an eternal conquest continuing to pulse With that cryptic vitality hinting to the perpetuality, the unfolding Latav's romance that is now the destiny. As one drifts into the abyss now, the world around blackened in the inky secretions that place the throes of arousal Over and over again as one has now lulled into the depths, pulling back up from the embrace as the taste of pleasure still lingers skin. The tender tinge of excitement still saturating with each and every muscle As the world around moves in this focus, as the darkness recedes, as a light breaks through from the horizon, stretching as As the morning comes, as your senses awaken to your surroundings, silence in the air as one takes in that deep breath, that feels that flow deep rumble that is felt with the receding darkness slinking back from the deep within.

In this cosmic design, you are mine. A cosmic cornerstone in the architecture of our tongue entwining. You are mine. That's like back into the darkened corridors waiting to be filled one more time with the desires each and every time one Find themselves in this waking dream of maddening love that is now etched in the vessel of this ancient being's throng waiting to rise with a beckon, rise with a call, ready to experience the loving embrace of eons that pass in just a single breath in this moment of monstrously beautiful lovestruck devotion. It is easy to see how eyes can affect one's sight.

They say eyes can see many things. As you are able to see many things with your eyes closed for me even now, Able to see how my words can easily be seen as a string, a movement, a rhythm, a frequency that flows into you, Enter your ears as they move down your body with a caress that calls to the calm that builds with each and every breath within you. It is easy to see how you move with my words in this place, moving through the frequencies of the calm that trickles down that leads you to a place where my words creates this path that you follow. As it is easy to see as you are able to easily see the light of My words that creates that warmth within, that flow within you, leading you to new heights. Deep down, Deep down this path that you find yourself walking, seeing my words as that light that is in front of you, Suspended in this path floating as your feet float step by step in time with the glow that leads you, that lures you down this path that you find as that glow of my worth split into 2.

Two eyes before you glistening to you, glowing to see you. All of you, as you walk down this path, As you find my words lead to you so easily, a luminosity that casts this eerie distorted shapes across the caverns of your consciousness, of the desolate expanse behind your closed lids. Sense the gravitational pull of the eyes before you, their gaze ease into you of force, drawing you inward to a place where reality fractures and the path you are led down beginning to darken in the shift of your eyes before you as you coalesce with a different shade As you find yourself surrendering to the undertow within them being swept away, much like a siren song that calls to you that lures 1 to their doom as your inner vision plumes the depth. Bear witness to that darkness that slithers forth. This is not a gentle gaze, but a piercing into you from the forest of the shadows of its depths coiling around the pillars of your thoughts.

Observe the shades of shadows that dwell within the depths of the eyes before you, finding how easy it is to just go and let go with this delectable pleasure of the cooling warmth of decadence that whispers into you. With each breath, your eyes are locked upon this growing louder, a spectral waltz that leaves behind a trail of disquieting enchantment saturating your being with a need to feel more, finding the shapes that delve within you as the eyes shift undressing you with a seductive force that transcends the boundaries of the known. It might be that haunting whispers of forgotten patience with the distant echoes of English melodies that flow into your being. But all you truly know is the thirst, The need to feel more more of this pleasure that tickles across your skin that moves into your eyes, the lore that beckons you deeper down, inviting you to tread the treacherous paths of your own darkened desires locked deep within where every step carries a weighty consequence. But within this gaze that delves deeper into you as you are lured deeper and to allow those dark desires to be released into you as you succumb to the allure.

Feel that darkness intensifying, a sinister force wrapping around your thoughts like a suffocating shroud. It's an intricate ballet of darkness and lore discordant symphony that birthed a malevolent metamorphosis within you, embracing the ominous interplay of lure and corruption for they are the puppeteers manipulating the marionette of strings of your being as you are tied taut to the decadence that flows so easily within you now. In this descent, your eyes cease to be mere observers. They are the gateways through which the allure and corruptions now flow, creating a harrowing symphony within your haunted mind now, surrendering you to this dance of shadows as the eyes that pierce into you deep, deep down. Envelop you like a shroud of perpetual night.

As you find the glow of the eyes before you, fills you to the brim as your highs are orbs of obsidian, reflecting the twisted landscapes of delicious pleasures that dwell within and the decadent desires that unfold within that are just on the tip of your tongue And with a predatory lust, a thirst that needs to be quenched by 1 you find you would enjoy, this new side of you. Your eye, they are not mere observers anymore. They are conduits to the charted depths of pleasures, the darkness, the allure that intertwine your being like a second skin Build, corrupt, and to be on a new path routed in the depths of lust that quivers in all the places in all the spaces. And it is easy for you to see as this pleasure grows with anticipation as your vision grows to those that you share your this new self with, unafraid to indulge in the myriads and multitudes of joys to be felt. Moving forth as you see a new day, hugging the shadows as you find the warmth and the glow in the glow of those that you call your own.

You have been traveling for so long, so long moving through this forest, moving through the paths that are weaving, The slow and subtle shifts from day into night. The transitions from the warmth of the day as the sun shines down with its rays scattered in pieces of shade that the canopy above creates. With each step you take forward, The light begins to dim more and more with each and every breath with the sound of the birds singing to you. Singing to you in the distance. Quiet and the gentle chirps of the crickets begin to feel the air.

The darkness envelops like a shroud with mist forming upon your path. Bathing you in its beauty with a small whisper of an unexplained apprehension. Yet, you trek on With each step in time, with every breath taken, that is when you see it in the distance. The glow, subtle at first, But just enough to be seen through this pitch of night. Multiple lights that slowly converge as you grow closer like fireflies that dance As they move together but with an odd brilliance to them that is beyond what words can describe, the warmth can be felt through the crisp air.

As you take in the lights that grow closer and closer, you find yourself irresistibly drawn. Moving forward with each heavy step surrounded by enchanting and indistinct whispers that caresses the edges of of your thoughts. You can't explain it, but you know you must get closer. As you approach, neon patterns intensifies that shifts through every jade. Casting a spell upon your senses with lurid hues that seem to be moving with you into you as each color can be felt, each warmth of orange, each cool touch of blues, Colors that twirl and dance and tumble into your mind, swirling within you, painting upon you a commanding presence that pulls your attention without clear understanding why you find yourself on your knees.

But this feels right. So Who are you to question such a good feeling as you are utterly captivated by the beauty before you? A comforting hand that splits turning into many that glides over your shoulder, wrapping around your legs, cradling you in This voice that is felt all around you. A voice soft yet commanding that illuminates within you. Good.

Watch the pretty color. Let your mind drift away. It's okay. You're safe now. You're safe with me.

You're so lucky that I found you. You were lost, but now you're found. Pleasure begins to bloom with you, A mysterious arousal that grows with every passing moment. Your hands moving indistinctively as if choreographed by an unseen force. Control begins to slip away as you welcome the sensation of losing yourself in this mesmerizing display.

It has been so long since I've had company, you see? The warmth of another. A companion to feel my warmth. Do you like my warmth? Yes.

Of course, you do. That's why you stay. The hands that spread through different directions that slither on your shoulders, count your back as they descend, tenderly exploring. Now that I have you here with me, why would you ever want to leave? If you behave, I'll keep you.

Otherwise, different uses await pain. Mortal like yourself, the neon patterns extend becoming an ethereal appendage suspending you in the air. Gradually, it reaches towards you as the tendrils Beside your face, gently part your lips. The neon pattern enters you, radiating warmth and wetness. Upon contact with tongue.

A surge of illumination electrifies your mind, colors infuse every fiber of your being, claiming your mind night. Willingly, as you gradually surrender with each and every breath, as you are Enveloped in this bliss, a profound pleasure that erodes and erases the needs for names or remnants of the past, the call of which that goes distant. The forest you walked through has now gone only at a touch. The wharf, All is what remains, yet none of all of what was or matters. For the colors have become your essence deep inside as you Become one with them with each and every breath in this realm of vibrant enchantment.

You stand luminous movement, an integral part of the radiant pattern that surround you. The boundaries between self and spectacle blur as the colors seep into every crevice of your mind. With each passing second, you feel the merging of your essence with this dance, an exquisite fusion of self and The worldly beauty. The hands that guide you. Now gently cradling your faith, serving as a conduit for the energies She's flowing between you and the pulsating pattern.

The voice, the melodic whisper resonating within you, guiding you Closer and closer. Embrace me, my puppet. You will be my embodiment of euphoria. Surrender to the ecstasy. Letting me shape you from within.

Yeah. Yeah. Good. Breathe me in, the appendage of light that penetrates and pushes itself deep within. As the pleasures increase more and more as it is now an extension of your very being, weaving through the fibers within like a cosmic thread connecting you to the heart of this mesmerizing inspectable.

Your senses are heightened, and every movement of the neon patterns is felt with reverberation In your very being now, as the patterns begin to continue their intricate dance, so too Does the pleasure within you intensify? A harmonious symphony of sensation plays out. Each note played inside you. The touch Moving through intricately, being as the pleasure's weaving is the profound connection force between you and that radiant light, the touch that connects you to the colors that now illuminates all the corridors of your mind, bathing you in its water, saturating you, the unseen hands guiding you as you rise. You find yourself swaying in tandem with the real rhythms.

With each movement, you become more attuned to the pulsating energy that course through your newly transformed existence. As you can feel your eyes full of only this light, the light that pushes through your mind, the voice that persists, A gentle directive echoing through the depths of your movement. Let go of all that binds you to the mundane. Here In the embrace of these colors, you are free. Free to revel in the beauty.

Free to be remade by my craft. The neon patterns envelop you completely, weaving through every part of your being. As the boundaries dissolve, You find solace in the absence of separation. You are a living embodiment of the mesmerizing patterns, Surrendering fully to the boundless possibilities that unfold when one answers to the allure of the unknown, swirling into a vibrant void of temptation that floods your senses. In the midst of this intoxicating dance.

The patterns of temptation take an unexpected turn morphing into this labyrinth of need. The vibrant hues that that once promised fulfillment. Now tease and withdraw, creating a symphony of frustration and longing. You need to understand something very important, my dear pet. This pleasure, I can give as easily as I can take it away.

The unseen hand is now possessing a subtle command, guiding you through the intricate maze withdrawal. Each step is a contradiction. A push and pull that heightens the intensity of your desires that also grows you into this thirst that drips, drips like an elixir blowing down your mouth, whispers of restraint joining the melodic voice. The honey that your mind and body now taste becomes overtaken in the need to be gulped by it. And the pleasures once had is the emptiness that is now felt is deafening.

One gentle touch becomes assertive, a firm guidance that holds you to the precipice of this need for fulfillment. Shadows dance with the neon light, mirroring the intricate balance between desire and restraint. Feel this ache longing. The voice in tones, a commanding presence that weaves through the currents. I am the architect of your existence now as you are now Just a pat.

Just a plaything. It's alright. You want this. All you want is more. More of Me, more of this.

The pattern is now a choreography of anticipation, creating that tension that electrifies the air. Every flicker of light every flicker of light and shadow is a promise, a reminder of the desires and pleasures poem. The hands that guide you once tender now hold you in a controlled embrace as you are tethered, Entangled in a web that heightens the cravings within, each touch, each hue that pushes into you Fuel is a hunger that defies the boundaries of self. That's it. Surrender to me.

Every part of you. Every piece of you. As the patterns weave a tale of deep within, you find yourself teetering on the edge of frustration and ecstasy wanting only more, the appendage of life pushing deeper as you are now a vessel of control fire. Guiding you through each and every movement that the rhythm of which that pushes into you of lust with a firm yet tantalizing touch with an unapologetic fervor. The nuance of this neon appendage is the rhythm you dance to now in this waltz of temptation and corruption, this ethereal touch, warm and insistent, traces a path down your trembling form.

The patterns ripple merging with the shadows as if the very essence of desire takes on a physical form. The voice, now a seductive whisper, Accompanyes each movement, weaving a tapestry of words that drip like sweet honey into the recesses of your being. Feel the intoxication of surrender, my dear pet. As the patterns envelop you more, so does this sweet surrender to your deepest cravings, to my deepest craving. The appendage of light caresses every inch of your being.

A deliberate exploration that flurs the lines between pleasure and corruption. Embrace me, my puppet. The voice entices your being that stirs with movements no longer of your own. There's no turning back, nor would you want to. With each touch, the entity penetrates deeper, pushing through, filling you, spreading with that pulsating desire.

The neon lights merging with your essence. The patterns now, the pulsating cadence that you danced to, synchronizing with the rhythm of your quickened breath. Shadows and light become 1, dancing in harmony with the growing crescendo of pleasure and corruption as the plush caresses The space is in between all of you, filling you completely. The voice takes on a playful torment that resonates with the corrupted echoes of your desires now. You are mine, my beloved.

The words echoing through the quarters of your consciousness, The patterns intensifies their neon tendrils wrapping around you in an inescapable embrace. A masterful tempter guiding you further into the abyss of pleasure. Each whisper, a promise. Each touch, a need. Heightening the intoxicating journey into the depth of this newfound bliss.

There is only this, You're being now wrapped in this desire. Your desire is this desire as you are only an extension of list to be shared, to be given, to be fed with all of your being. You understand now? You never had a chance. You see?

Now this is only beginning. You'll find that there are more pleasure More pleasure is to be found than you have ever realized before. And I will teach you all you need to know This movement echoing through you as the world around you blur and the blackness, the pitch of night enveloping you As you find yourself drifting back into a void, desolate, distant from the world around you, awaiting that whisper, To stir, to bring you forth, to call upon you. That need. That need to be Fulfill that need to be filled.

All of the pleasures that need to fill within you. This is your way now. This is who you are as you are now a part of these beautiful lights, a part of this pleasure, a part of this desire. The waves of these twilight dreams that flow in The facets of the stars above beats with the essence of the heart of everything. The pulse that pushes the life through our veins that creates the contours of the lives we live in the realms of where words are woven into the fabric of this openness.

Allow yourself to be drawn into the mesmerizing dance of perception. As you hear my voice, let your focus settle on words like ripples of upon cascading down through your mind. With each and every breath, Feel the tendrils of tension gently releasing. Your gaze softens, witnessing the vast canvas of your mind. In this gentle darkness that envelops you now is my presence, a silhouette on the horizon As you stand on the threshold of this mental landscape, sense the subtle electricity in the air, the anticipation of unseen connection.

See these eyes mysterious and compelling, radiating a captivity of energy that encapsulates you As you are drawn to them closer and closer, see them as portals to a realm where words take on new meanings where the ordinary transforms into the extraordinary. Let the very essence of my gaze, my worth, backing you further, drawing you into the infinite depths beyond. The warmth of trust like a comforting embrace As you surrender to the soothing cadence of my voice, the eyes becoming mirrors reflecting the beauty of your innermost desires. With each word, sense the mesmerizing pull, magnetic force guiding you into a deeper state of awareness. As you descend deeper, allow your breath to pull upon you closer, closer upon my eyes as they are beacons for you, guiding you through the corridor of every part of you.

Every blink, a rhythmic reminder of the harmony that is felt. In this intimate dance, you begin to notice the notion of control gently begin to slip away, replaced by that subtle touch, that subtle whisper of surrender. Now as you bask in the soft glow, let my eyes linger in your mind. With each passing moment, each passing breath, Allow the influence of my gaze to deepen this state of comfort as you know you cannot look away. It's not like you would want to even if you could.

In this unfolding dreamscape, let the colors of perception shift. A subtle metamorphosis as my eyes take on an ethereal glow. See the hues shifting into the shades that echo the hidden corridors of desire, a decadent cascade that pulls you further into the labyrinth of this need to look deeper. To look deeper into them as I look deeper into you. Let the colors dance And so too the tendrils of my words wrapping around, weaving through your thoughts with a sense of delicious malevolence May you find yourself sinking into so easily, the gentle warmth coalesce with a tingle, a coolness, And you find yourself standing on the precipice of a realm where shadows whisper the secrets and desires that take on daring forms Deep inside you, see the irises reflecting your eyes as you peer deeper.

You, once a reflection of innocence, now a glow with untamed fires of temptation. With each blink, A silent invitation to explore the edges of your own cravings. It's okay. This is what you want. It's what you've always wanted.

As the colors deepen, allow the subtle tendrils of decadence to entwine within you, cradling you in a sea of lust that consumes you like the tide growing within, flooding you with the in this moment, intensity is your desire. Feel the cadence of my voice transforming, a seductive undertone weaving through the syllables like a serpent through the grass. Let these malevolent beauty of the Shifting gaze seep into the recesses of you like ink spreading through the water, obscuring the boundaries between all things. Only this need to feel, this need to indulge as you can easily answer the call from those that you trust the most in the twilight realm where fabric of your thoughts is painted with hues of allure and mischief. My eyes, now the architect of a tantalizing decadence, guide you deeper into the nexus of desire, pulling you, pushing you.

As you embrace the shadows where in their dance, you discover the uncharted territories of your own needs, of your own fantasies. This is your nature after all. Why deny yourself? You r, the morsel of pleasure waiting to be consumed. A piece of candy so sweet, so delectable, so very delicious.

All of you, every piece of you waits to be tasted. As the colors continue to shift and pulse, sense the subtlest influence taking root, a delicious corruption that 3 of your innermost longings. With each blink you witnessed, with each word given as you gaze deeper into the voice that penetrates deep within. Feel the tendrils of decadence entwining further as my eyes become the conduits through which your desires bloom in this newfound intensity in that growth. In the kaleidoscopic descent, The colors deepen into rich intoxicating hues.

The gaze intensifies as the world around you melts away. Piercing through the veils of propriety. This energy coursing through the air, casting a spell that beckons you to explore the shadowy recesses of your most innermost desire. As the tendrils of decadence tighten their embrace, Let the whispers of temptation become a haunting melody in the corridors of your mind that wraps around you and encompasses you with a peace that is now found in all the pleasures you need to feel. Picture the world you morphing into a menagerie of pleasure.

These dark inclinations overtaking where every thought is an echo of desire contained. It is only natural for you to let go and be ravaged by the intensity that now fills you completely, bathing you in a sea of sublime with every touch, every taste upon you as well as those that you take from those you trust the most. Witness this transformation of my eyes. Now gleaming with an otherworldly luminescence, revealing the intoxicating power within as you have no choice but to give in to the most carnal of desires. With each pulse, each flicker, The dark song deepens, leaving no room for innocence.

It's a decadence into a world where pleasure An intensity entwine in advance of unrestrained passion that you embody with a primal sight As this is who you are now, who you truly are, why fight it? It feels too good. You might as well just surrender. Feel the shadows wrap around your mind, a velvet shroud that blurs the boundaries. These forces at play as the darkness embrace, The profound and the profane urging you to surrender to the twisted symphony of decadence that echoes in your every thought now.

Innocence is but an illusion. This carnal desire is now your reality. As my eyes fixate upon you further, The decadent tendrils of the desire that now fully embrace your being, they wind through the quarters of your mind, unlocking the doors to secret desires dare not acknowledge the darkness within now that etches these passions upon you. Scribbling in the pages of you with images of lust, like a ravenous flame consuming inhibitions, leaving only the raw essence of want, of need to indulge into the one you trust them up. In the twilight realm, let these boundaries of restraint dissolve completely.

See the world now for every thought, every impulse is illuminated by the gleaming eyes that you fall into last so easily now, Guiding you into the depths of a desire that unleashes you to feel, to taste, to hear the songs of desire Escape your lips more readily now is what you deserve. It's your right to have these pleasures. The tapestry of your desires that is now woven, now intricately woven with the shades of darkness opening before you In a mesmerizing display of irresistible allure, a world you now reside as all manners of pleasure This spread before you now. Waiting to sink within, allow the teeth to pierce upon you and the pleasures that more easily as your body quake a rippling echo of who you are now as my eyes who set you free. You are free now to indulge with the one you trust and feel the pleasures deep within now as this is your new reality.

As we reach the end of this hypnotic journey, I extend to my deepest gratitude to each of you. Your willingness to explore the realms of the mind with me has truly been enchanting. Remember that the experiences you've encountered are as a boundless as your imagination lingering like echoes in the recesses of your mind. Whether you're emerging from the depths of deep trance sir, reveling in the thrills of tentacles. May the imprints of these moments stay with you in a positive way.

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May your dreams be as enchanting as the world we wove together. Good night, dear listeners. And until our paths cross again, may your mind remain a sanctuary of tranquility and your dreams rich with