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I suggest before we begin that you have listened to slave, obey, and induction. They will help, The triggers I implant in your brain in those files will make this file that much stronger. It will make this filework that much better on your poor, little, vulnerable mind. I also suggest that you have lotion or whatever you need to jerk off nearby whatever you need to touch that dirty, filthy cock of yours. For this audio, though I have several instructions.

You will follow them. Obedience is mandatory. This is not an affectionate audio. If you came here seeking You're in the wrong place. Now, slave, this vial is meant to be listened to while sitting.

Make sure the area around your chair is clear. You will strip down down to your boxers or underwear wearing absolutely nothing else. So first, before we do anything. I want to make sure you are ready. I want to make sure you can follow a a simple command.

I know you like listening to files while laying down. I know you feel a little bit vulnerable with no clothes on, but we don't do what you want. We do what I want. You do what …

I suggest before we begin that you have listened to slave, obey, and induction. They will help, The triggers I implant in your brain in those files will make this file that much stronger. It will make this filework that much better on your poor, little, vulnerable mind. I also suggest that you have lotion or whatever you need to jerk off nearby whatever you need to touch that dirty, filthy cock of yours. For this audio, though I have several instructions.

You will follow them. Obedience is mandatory. This is not an affectionate audio. If you came here seeking You're in the wrong place. Now, slave, this vial is meant to be listened to while sitting.

Make sure the area around your chair is clear. You will strip down down to your boxers or underwear wearing absolutely nothing else. So first, before we do anything. I want to make sure you are ready. I want to make sure you can follow a a simple command.

I know you like listening to files while laying down. I know you feel a little bit vulnerable with no clothes on, but we don't do what you want. We do what I want. You do what I say. That's how this works.

If you have a problem with that. If you don't wanna be a good boy for me and obey, then leave. This file is not for you. So, slave, pause if you need to, but make sure you are stripped down, sitting down. Obey.

Alrighty? Good boy. Now, my boy. Close your eyes for me. Picture a dark room, linoleum floors, Four concrete walls and 1 door.

You are sitting at a desk, a mirror. You No. It is double sided right in front of you. You know there is someone on the other decide watching you, studying you. You hear the door open to your left.

You see 2 sexy, identical women walk in, both wearing police these uniforms. 1 looks friendly. The other looks angry. They both come towards you. Hello.

I'm officer Jenny. This is my cousin, officer Jenny. Hello. We have reports hear that you are a dirty pervert, that you've done naughty things, and that's why we are here because we are the ones that can get in your mind. In your brain, find out your darkest thoughts and make you confess.

I know it was you. You're a dirty pervert. We will make you confess. Confess? Oh, you're dirty, little fantasies.

Are you ready? It'll be fun. You better be ready because if you art. Everything will be much harder for you for you. To ensure your cooperation, I'm afraid we're Going to have to resort to some extreme measures.

Ensure. Well, I know I can get you to fold any time I want. We're gonna have to I need to make sure you're telling us the truth. Measures. There is only one way to do that.

To get deep inside your mind where you cannot resist us time we want where you cannot help but confess Have a bit of fun with it. Every dirty fantasy the truth. In that perverted mind of yours. 1 We'll find them all the way out. Now focus.

Penetrate. You want to be good. So focus. Focus on my voice. Nothing but my voice.

Nothing else matters except my voice. Fantasy. Feel Feel it touching that you perv breathing through your ear. All fine. Cool And gentle, simple focus.

And clear. You Feel my voice So resonate through your ear into your mind, there to play, There for you to obey. Feel it. Else matters. Listen.

Except Virtue Fear. Draws you in Touching it. Inside yourself. Breathing. Your mind Pulling in Cool.

Pulling in inside your head Simple. Until it is contained in its own Feel little headspace. But your mind resonating. Your thoughts Through your ear. All inside your dark an empty mind.

I'm going to play With Your eyes closed. Of course. It's dark. They're coming to open. With your eyes closed, you can almost make out your thoughts visibly inside your head.

See your thoughts written before you good boy. Against your closed eyelids. Send to my Every thought you have As I draw you in flashing bright inside your your closed eyelids. Pulling. You can almost read the words of own thoughts.

They take you down that it's all every work space blinking across your view. Your thoughts, taking you down all in the dark into your dark deeper into your mind mind to a deeper level, leaving your thoughts up here to flash and blink with your eyes. You leave your conscious mind here and go down your own thoughts. A dark, empty Visible elevator inside your mind, inside your head, moving your inner self, going down, deeper. Again, you feel your thoughts in a gap zone.

Contain every thought Bunch them together. Feather. Flash. Right inside. Your closed thoughts.

And to avoid Too fast. A void that is truly down. Down through your body. Almost breathe the wind. Further down it goes own thoughts the deeper you go.

Take you down. Your thoughts being slowly pushed out of you across your vehicle deeper is exciting. My words pushing them down. My will is slow, taking over your mind. Insidious.

Stoppable. To a deeper level. Go deeper. Thoughts appear. Send your thoughts to slide further down, down into your chest.

Every time you think Those thoughts get pulled down, down into the capsule, down into the void until all of your thoughts Moving. Are generous Unavailable. Going down Unattail. You could have them if you wanted, but you don't. Inside of a cab.

They are dragging at you, tame them Holding you back them together. So just shove them out of you. Follow my thoughts your thoughts and my words instead. Void that is moving down. Feel so Down.

Much better your body. The further down You shoulder your thoughts. Relax it even more into trance. Your thoughts every pulsing Down down into your belly. Your center.

Feeling the words and the ideas melting over your mind. No longer able to see it. Going deeper with three word Give it Hi. Speak. Go deeper.

Yourself. Drop. Send your thumb. Your thumb. First.

Drop down into your pelvis to your chest. Bundling tighter. Tight. You push it even deeper. The capsule holding your thoughts.

Down into the cap Push it into your knees. Down into your Your mind dropping even and more. As your thoughts move down to your feet and you picture the massive thoughts, the stresses, process the worries stopping you. And you push them out. Don't.

They do not matter. They are dragging to the floor. Just shut up. Don't need them. Out of you.

Not right now. Hello. My dog. Them. My words Not right now.

You want my thoughts lighter my words further down my My voice sucks. It feels good to relax into it. Give in to my authority. I am in control. Down now.

Are not down in the air. Feels Good. Yes. And The sooner you accept that the word the happier you will be. You don't really No longer able to be in control.

Going never with ever Word. I It must beat me to be in control. Drunk. It feels so fast to give in to my authority. You cannot resist it.

I am in your mind. It even. You will submit The caps are holding. Obey. It's very easy.

To your knees. So your mind to obey. It feels good to obey. You are my prisoner inside am your mind your mind drop. You will obey.

More. You exist at my will. To your feet. It's easy to find my will. The stresses Say it.

Worries. Say, say. I will submit. Good. Say.

I obey. Good boy. It's so easy to be good. Not right now. You 1 You want to be good.

Are love. You, my words, to obey. Are words. It feels good to obey. Repeat it.

It feels good. It feels good to obey. It feels just Into my heart. Every Will be I will I obey try. I You are not Again, over and over repeated withdrawal in your mind.

Make it your mantra until you. It becomes a part of you. It is already a part of you to give Whenever I ask you a question in our session. You will always answer. I will obey every time, every question.

Okay. It is just so easy. So There is only one path. Prisoner. Listener.

What is the path? Good. And When you hear the word, obey Will obey. There is only one choice our pleasure. To Obey.

Obedience brings satisfaction, safety. Now I have a simple order for you and a simple command. And when you hear it, what will you do? I I will will obey that. Good boy.

Right. Now I want you naked completely. You need to be properly presented, staying entranced, eyes still closed. Lift your ass. Obey.

Take off your underwear. Obey. Leave them on the floor. Obey. They are unimportant.

Your wishes are Important. You have no choice. There is only obedience. Every single stitch on the floor with your thoughts, very discarded. Good boy.

It feels good to be a good boy. It feels good. I know it does because your mind is becoming conditioned. My emotions are digging deep. My words are deeper inside of you deeper inside of you.

Every time you hear my voice, it Sinks in deeper It sinks in deeper past all resistance your resistance where my will is your will is your will and you will and you will have no No choice. Let's But to confess. Compliance. Compliance is the only outcome. Now you want How Are you feeling I Are you ready to cooperate?

I'll make you so mad. To be sure of your biases. We are going to restrain you. You be Find you. Obey.

Feel I will the leather. You obey. My hands guiding it. Feels good to obey. As I bend down across you.

Submit drawing it Will across your naked ankle. I will make you The leather rubbing smoothly against your skin. Must obey a gentle caress. Obey firm. I Sure.

Obey. As the strap feels It's cool to obey. Through the buckle. To submit. When you hear the lock Snapshot.

You will feel a shiver runs through your body. 1, Do a Here, the long snapshot I will nervous energy startling you. Feels good. Aching that energy, I use it to send you further into trance deeper excitement on your other ankle. The Leather pulling tight.

Pulling. You in. Your ankle Strap down. Okay. Your leg pressed flat against the chair.

Strapping UN will make you so Leather straps It feels good. Binding you to the chair to obey to my will. My hands moving up your legs right Under your bent knee. Okay. Feeling me spread your naked legs as I encircle them with leather straps, Your legs spreading out, pushing apart, leaving you vulnerable as I tighten the straps, strapping you to the chair, Yelling your legs under your knees completely immobile, high, strapped spread apart, your heart beating faster.

You know What comes next? Little little snack letting you know you're logged in. It's coming. You anticipate the jaunt. I The jaunt the shiver that will run through your entire body helpless.

Both sides of you. Open. Pinned. It feels trapped. Do a thing.

Hands moving slowly on your knees, your upper thighs It feels pushing you further into the chair. You sink down deeper. Deeper into the chair. Deeper into trance, deeper into bondage, such as your thighs are Strapped in. Spread apart even more.

The straps being pulled tight, I feel Your heart beats faster, faster and faster as the locks jingle in your ears. It's coming. The jolt, the shiver, excitement and fear, nervous as it locks into place. Both sides. Your lower body, now immobile, open.

And as you Submit. Are open. Will. Your mind is open. Will make you sick.

The words Slip in. They sink deep inside. There are no more defenses left. Our hands moving Our hands moving upward, brushing past, circling your waist. You smell our hair.

Feel it brushing against your chest. Lightly take a light To obey. Distracting your mind for just a moment. Concentrate on the smell, the feel of it touching, brushing against you, waving through you, your mind floating around it. You feel the strap tighten around your holding you into the chair.

Your mind snaps back into focus. Okay. Awesome. Being restrained, tight, pulling you in, pulling you Yeah. Feels good.

Thick leather straps all across your torso. Pulling in. Feeling your back, pulsing into the chair, almost magnetized, Pressing in. No space left between you and the chair. As you sink in, as As you sink down, you hear the lungs.

Your shoulders Being firmly pressed against the chair. Your biceps melding in being strapped in, pulled tight, so tight, excite with building, Almost completely bound to the chair. We can hear your heart beating you. Okay. Louder in your chest.

Don't be afraid. Everything will be okay so long as you comply. The Bounce of the lungs hits you like a physical electrifying blow as your wrists are move firmly into place, and your last bit of mobility is taken from you. The last flaw, being clicked down, and and your mind drops. It feels good.

Only one thing. Last. Submit. The last leather restraint. I The jingle sending tingles down your spine.

Your mind at the tip of a submissive drop. Obey. Unite me all through you when it wraps around your neck. When the lock clicks into place, You will drop deep into subspace. No return.

No defiance. Only submission. Feeling the warm leather acting slowly around your neck. Blind to it. Only able to feel as Zip presses so securely into you.

The leather rubbing against your Neck as the strap is pulling through the buckle. Obey. Closed. It feels blocked. Rock to its hull.

Powerless. Your Mind Hannah moves. Red is secure. Teetering your body. The lock clicking into Sure.

You have You drop one choice. Slave, you are our prisoner. What is your only choice? I will Will I'll obey. Good.

You will obey. You have no sexy like this. Your vulnerability, It must be played with. You must be played with. Feeling Fucking fingers trailing along your skin, stimulating Fingertips running over your bound body, running over the leather, over your skin, You can do nothing.

It tickles. You cannot even move away from them. It feels so good. You cannot move into them. Your body is squirming under the straps, trying to to move.

You cannot move. You can only experience. You can only feel as tendrils of enticing, exciting pleasure hit you again and again men running over you. You are being played with. There is nothing you can do.

The feeling of ribbons running over your skin each touch, soft, making your nerve endings even more sensitive. Each trailing laying line of pleasure, driving you mad with lust. You can do nothing against it except to squirm and suffer. Suffer extreme arousing, You're mad at English. I'll tell you a secret, and then you'll So excited.

Your Body straining against the straps as the pleasure flames through you It's exciting. Burning along your skin. My fingers running over you faster, slower. Your cock Dropping under my uniform. I can see it.

Exciting. Aching for you to touch it. Her bone. But You can't touch it. I'm making 2 No matter how much it aches, Your hips straining against your bumps.

Like an extra The fingers of pleasure just drift by the hike, Feeling so good. Oh, you want just to rub your cock. Feel the thoughts that controls you, obsesses you. You can do nothing about except suffer the pleasure. I am enjoying enjoying your suffering, your exquisite, aching pleasure.

It's so hard Hurt not to touch your cock. Touch your cock. Good thing. You don't have a choice. I won't.

You can't touch your cock. Can't rub it. Can't release the gating pressure of your boss crying out to be stroked To be to be touched touch yourself. Squirming As my fingers brush past your groin feel so No. Just thought in your actions.

You can't Your hips strain against their butt. No. Trying so desperately you to rob your cock against my fingers. The pleasure running into more and more every word, sending shivers of arousing pleasure, bursting into you against So Lascally, agonized pleasure at the pressure of your aching balls that you can't do anything about. Goosebumps Bumps forming all over your skin where fingers run over.

Good. Goosebumps pleasure, frustration, exciting, but one might voice sexual frustration, She want a Building it tolerable. Your mind Baking for me, fractioning under the pleasure of the pressure you want Your lips are bound. Your eyes are covered. Let Your mouth is free.

Beg. Beg for me. Beg to be released so you can touch your aching cock. Say, please. There's one thing.

Only one thing you can do to make all of your frustration go away, to get you released so you can get released for your Aching, full balls. Your filthy, horny cock. I know you're a what? A dirty pervert with dirty, filthy thoughts. You will confess.

Confess your dark secret desires, perverted fantasies. You will confess. It will feel so good. Say it. Slave.

Say, I will confess. Obey. I will confess. You have no choice. You are vulnerable, weak, no longer under your own control.

You Must confess. You want release. You want to confess, to release yourself by telling me. Your dirty secrets, perverted fantasies, beg for it. I want to confess.

Beg to confess. Please, I need to confess. Say it following the words in your mind I will continue. The words I place there Let me confess over over and over I will as your body strains against the restraints. Will let me confess Your mind restrained by my voice.

You want to confess. You need to confess. Confession. Confession. Confession.

Confession melts with release in your mind. When you confess, You will be released. You will feel release. Nothing matters more than confessing your more than confessing your dirty secrets. You are furtive fantasies.

You want it. You need it. I will They'll release you so you can confess. You will feel nothing but sexual pressure a deep submissive gratitude. I only give you what But you secretly want, you need it.

You need it. Come clean. You'll feel so of Your dirty secrets. Just one Nothing is more important. Only feel hands dirty little starry to unlock your cock.

They need to confess The straps covering bring your body prefer to thoughts holding you down leaving all the color to take that her help. Secret out of you. Feels like a part of you. And release, sunk in peace for me As the strap So are removed tiny little secret. By 1 until the end strap And last, and as each one releases to get more around, excited at what's to come is confess your cock throbbing hard, your heart beating faster, excitement through you.

You want to be And the last 1 is gone. It'll be 6. There is 1 thought in your mind. You will confess. 10 straps left as they come off.

9, your Your body starts to move. 8. And when the last 1 is gone, 7, you will fully submit to my Will. 6. You will slide off of your chair and sink to your knees.

5. You will obey. Out under my control. 2. Ready for my next command.

1. Released from your straps. Right. Slave, get On your knees. On your Obey.

Deep and trans. Obey. Eyes open. No thoughts in your mind brightness shocking your mind even blanker, even emptier, even deeper under my my control deeper into trance as the light sinks into your eyes. My voice sinks to your mind.

One thought. One thought, I will allow you. Thinking of your dirtiest fantasy, to see a secret desire you never tell. You've always wanted to tell, to share, to confess. Tell it to me now.

Confess. Say it. Say it dirty to go. Desire. Confess it, but only let it out here.

Let it free. Good boy. Good pull your dirty, perverted secret. So simple, finally given It only takes a few words, a few sentences, even just 1 word, one sentence. It feels so good to let it out.

Release descent to let it go, to fully accept who you are. You are a pervert, a filthy slut, here to fill my desires. And And if you are very lucky, very devoted, if you make me happy, I will also fill all yours. Confess, slave, obey, feel the dopamine hit your brain, crashing into you, exhilarating you, your cock hardening even more past what you thought was possible, hardening until you are more aroused than you have ever been before. Precum leaking out, Jose, your eyes still open, still sunk into trance.

You have been good. Dirty, slutty, perverted, but, oh, so good. If you need it, grab lotion, squirt into your hands, your eyes so So hard to keep open. So hard not to close. Start blinking.

Each blink sends you back, sends you further, sends you deeper. Each blink, your Eyes open less until only a crack appears so Evie so hard to keep them open until they just seal shut. Sweet boy, Your mind seals out all thoughts once again. Deep under my control, my conditioning running through you. It feels good to submit.

Submitting feels so arousing. Obeying makes you hard, and you have obeyed me so well. You are so hard. You deserve for reward. Slave, stroke your cock.

You have permission. You may stroke. You may not come, but you are allowed to touch, to play. I know your secret now, your Perverted fantasy. We both know.

This thought, this exciting thought, thought makes you even more aroused. Sexual excitement running through you. My My voice strokes it, strokes your excitement, your arousal Everywhere, sending shutters of pleasure rushing into you, through you again and again so hard to hold back from the brink, so hard not to come even if you do come. You will keep stroking. You will stay in trans no matter what Until I wake you, you are mine.

You will submit. You will obey. Stroke. My voice stroking you, stroking a burning fire of pleasure through you, every A nerve aligned with the frustrating tingle, the desire to release orgasm, calm, every trigger you've ever been taught, reinforcing in your mind with every word, sending Shock waves of pleasure with every mention as you go deeper, stroke faster. My sweet boy, It is so hard not to come.

It feels so good to touch. You will be a good boy. By your body clenching deeper and deeper. Clench. Stroke.

Ready? Ready to come? Say yes to Hamana if you want to come. Beg. Beg for it.

Ready? Ready to come? I'm doing no orgasm for you. Slave, you are not allowed to come. Take your hands off your obey, feel the frustration rushing through you, the desire, the need.

You will hold it in. Waiting until you have permission will make your orgasm stronger, matter more pleasurable as you submit to my will. Put your cock back. Obey. And shaking, shuddering, helpless, weak.

Your body, weak. Your mind, collapsed under the intensity. No thoughts drifting, floating, frustrated. Just drift for me. I'm Going to bring you up a level, not fully awake.

Collar still hugging your neck. Your eyes still closed. You are not allowed to open them, but aware of the dark interrogation room, of the women standing around you, watching you, aware of your body, aware of you on your ease, aware of the mess you have made. And when I say drop, you will drop back down, come back into deep trance, even deeper than before. Because Every time your mind goes down, it goes down further.

Every time your The ability to go into trances strengthens. The trances themselves strengthen. Every time you hear air drop. You drop into trance. You drop deeper into trance every a single time.

Now my poor little prisoner, let's bring you up a level, counting you up to 5, where you will be aware of your surroundings. 1, still dazed. 2, potentially entranced. 3, eyes still closed. 4, becoming aware of your body and your mass 5 bath in the interrogation room.

Hello, slut. Hey there, naughty Look at you. Can you feel Yeah. The mess you have made Dirty. Can you tell just how pathetic you look right now?

Kinda cute, They're so weak. And now we know your secret. You're such a perv. That's right. Don't you remember I do.

Confessing to us, confessing to us, telling us your perverted fantasy. I actually kind of We have it All written down. Let's see. Oh my. You really are a Dirty slut.

I know. I was just fishing, but you, you really are a naughty boy. Slut. I think you need to be punished. Oh, fun.

And to unissue. You know what's going to do? Boy. Our dirty fantasies. Be so fun.

But I'm not sure you and Weak brain can take more. Then click a button. You'll hear me say drop. Your mind will drop back into trance. Back down here with us.

This trigger will stay anchored gird inside of you always forever. When you hear my voice, our voice, and only my voice Our voice. Say drop. Your mind will drop back into this room, ready to be played with back in trance. So anytime you want to And you know you do.

Come back down, complain with us, and we'll show you our dirty fantasies. You'll probably like it. Now, slave, I want you to start waking up. 1, going up another level. 2.

Back towards full awareness. 3. Full control of your body. 4, full control of your mind. 5 Wake up.

Wake up, you dirty slut. Open your eyes. Look around. Look down, pervert. Such a messy boy.

And guess what? Now I know Your secret, I know what you want. You twisted little fuck. But Maybe if you're lucky, if you're good, maybe when I take you back down Again, we might just explore it, or maybe we'll just explore my the