SubmissInception

Hello, world. I'm DragonTies. I'm mesmerized with voice and eyes. This file is called submission ception. You may be familiar with the concept of nested loops Just like Russian nesting dolls, except with stories.

A story within a story within a Story can pull you deeper and deeper into trance. And in this file, Each of these stories will help you to accept your submission. Because if you're listening to this, you already Stand that it is in your nature to enjoy submitting, enjoy obeying, Enjoy going into trance for a dom or other person that you enjoy submitting to, and this is just going to help you accept that part of yourself. So for now, I'd like you to go ahead and let your eyes close and just listen, and I'm going to ask you to imagine yourself sitting or standing before a mirror. And as you're looking in that mirror, As people sometimes do to increase their confidence, you're telling yourself things that help you to accept yourself.

Now maybe you like what you see in the mirror, and maybe you don't, but, Regardless, you can accept. You can understand that whether or not you're your own type, Someone out …

Hello, world. I'm DragonTies. I'm mesmerized with voice and eyes. This file is called submission ception. You may be familiar with the concept of nested loops Just like Russian nesting dolls, except with stories.

A story within a story within a Story can pull you deeper and deeper into trance. And in this file, Each of these stories will help you to accept your submission. Because if you're listening to this, you already Stand that it is in your nature to enjoy submitting, enjoy obeying, Enjoy going into trance for a dom or other person that you enjoy submitting to, and this is just going to help you accept that part of yourself. So for now, I'd like you to go ahead and let your eyes close and just listen, and I'm going to ask you to imagine yourself sitting or standing before a mirror. And as you're looking in that mirror, As people sometimes do to increase their confidence, you're telling yourself things that help you to accept yourself.

Now maybe you like what you see in the mirror, and maybe you don't, but, Regardless, you can accept. You can understand that whether or not you're your own type, Someone out there finds you wonderful to look at, and plenty of people Enjoy your company for all sorts of reasons that may or may not have anything to do with what they're looking at. You can accept your voice, accept the way you move. And as you're considering The way you move, you might notice how your reflection in the mirror moves whenever you do. Well, of course, they're they're only a reflection after all, so they move because you move them.

They have no choice. It's not even a matter of obedience. It's simply in their nature. When you move, They move. You're moving them, and so they are moved.

And so you can imagine yourself as that reflection. What if it were you who moved at the will of another? What if someone else We're controlling you. If you had no choice, And perhaps you can feel now how that would feel. Imagine what you would experience as a mirrored person.

Feeling your body moving, feeling it turn away from the mirror and walk deeper into this mirrored land. Not exploring, not wandering because you are drawn in a direction that you didn't choose, but it feels safe and comfortable to go in this direction where you're drawn. Your feet move because they are moved, because you are moved, because you are the mirrored one. And before long, you find that your feet have taken you to some sort of portal. It's a big green and blue swirling thing hovering off the ground in front of you.

And as you approach it, you realize that you can accept what is happening. Accept that you are moving because you are being moved. Accept that you are going where you are brought, that you are drawn, and, therefore, you go. Therefore, You step. Your feet step.

Those feet step through the portal, and you find yourself falling, falling endlessly through a tunnel, down and down as I count you down through the portal, 10 deeper and deeper, Falling out of your control, but accepting what is happening, 9. As the greens and blues swirl around you 8, and you hear a haunting melody, a soothing melody, that pulls you down. And 7, somehow you feel just as warm or cool as your body 1st, 6, as though this portal were made for you. Five, made to pull you deeper and deeper. 4, as you're sinking down and down, swirling down to 3, accepting what's happening, letting it happen too as it happens to you, the mirrored one, the submissive one, the obeying 1 who won drops.

Somehow, you find yourself on a path in the woods. And on this wooded path, you can hear the birds singing. Feel light breeze on your skin, just as warm or cool as you'd like it to be. See the woodland creatures scurrying about. But as your feet take you further down this path, you realize that Everything is a bit different from the world you're used to.

The sky is a different color. The animals are unfamiliar, not quite the birds and woodland creatures of the world from whence you came. But it's alright because somehow you know that you were meant to be here. You were drawn here. And as those feet wander down that path, You accept what's happening.

Accept who you are and where you are, letting yourself be where you are. And eventually, you come to a clearing. And now you know who has drawn you here. You see before you a beautiful enchantress. Her dress flows down and pools around her feet.

So soft and wonderful. It almost blends into the ground around her, The colors of the leaves and the low growing plants around her, blending into her skirts. Flowers and moss so soft and springy, and you're drawn forward, And you know it is right to let yourself kneel at her feet because you feel it happening, and you simply let it happen. Just like the trance that you feel washing over you and wave after wave, wave after wave as her will pulls you deeper inside yourself. And taking a finger under your chin, She lifts your head, and you look up into her eyes, And she smiles down at you, so glad that you have come.

And you can feel her acceptance washing over you. You know that she appreciates, cherishes, and treasures your submission. And you can feel her will drawing your gaze to hers and trapping it there. You don't want to look away, but somehow you know that even if you wanted to, you could not. For her will has captured your gaze, and you simply accept.

You accept, and you fall deeper and deeper into her eyes, deeper into a deeper dream. And in this dream, you find yourself in a bedroom, kneeling at the feet of your dom. And your dom is smiling down on you. Gently holding your face with one hand as she pets your hair with the other. Gentle, soft, soothing strokes, telling you that she appreciates the way you look.

She accepts the way you are, and she cherishes and treasures your submission. And she's so pleased that you have come down here to kneel at her feet on this soft bed, and she gently lowers you in strong arms down to the bed. Letting your head rest just in a comfortable position on the pillow. Soothing hand pets your hair and tells you what a good submissive you've been. That's right.

And she tucks you in cozy and snug. So grateful for the scene you dreamed up together. So grateful for your participation as she gently strokes your hair. And you feel your eyes falling closed, and feel yourself sinking into a dream. And in that dream, you're back in the wooded clearing with the enchantress, and she's petting your hair As you rest at her feet in the soft carpet where her soft skirts Smingle with the soft moss and grasses.

But she gently bids you to rise as it's time to begin heading back. And you find yourself carefully getting to your feet at the pace that's right for your body, beginning to come up. And though you may not wish to leave her presence, she reassures you that you can come back to this Dream anytime you like. But for now, you find your feet on that familiar path out of the clearing and through the strange but familiar woods with their strange trees, and all the strange birds with their strange, haunting melodies surround you as your feet bring you back to that portal. And as you find your body stepping into the portal, you realize that this time you're floating up, up through the swirling greens and blues, up through the haunting melody that soothes and reminds you to accept yourself as you are, appreciate, cherish, and treasure your submission even as I do.

And suddenly, you're blinking and finding yourself, kneeling on the ground of the mirrored world. And you dust yourself off as you rise, perhaps glancing over your shoulder to the portal still swirling behind you, but you're leaving it behind you now and walking back towards the mirror where you see yourself, and it's so strange because you realize that you're back to yourself, back to your own body, moving your own body and seeing your mirrored self move, realizing that control has returned. But your submission stays with you, Always with you, even though at times you may have to hide it, may have to put it away for a while. But still it is there. Still you can accept it, appreciate it, Cherish it.

Treasure it. That's right. Good submissive. And now it's time to wake from these dreams within dreams. I thank you so much for your participation, and I hope that you will accept your submission.

But for now, I'm going to count from 1 to 10, And when I get to 10, you'll be awake again. But you can come back anytime you need a reminder. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9 and 10, wake. And thank you for listening.