[F4A] Irresistible Illusion [Hypnosis][Brainwashing][Gentle Fdom][Psycological Dirty talk]

There's 2 sides to every story, the one you remember and the one you don't. Sound familiar? In a moment, you're going hear another voice. My voice in your other ear. It's going to talk to your subconscious, But don't worry about that yet.

Focus on my voice. Close your eyes, As in I want you to make a choice inside your mind. And all you have to do is keep your conscious mind in over here on me. Relax for be my pet. Put yourself into that zoned out headspace.

And that space between In awake and sleep. And let me take you away. Down. Because free will is an illusion. And do you want to drown, drown, drown down into trends?

It doesn't matter how much you might try and fight it, how much you might giant deceiver, run from it. Fate is a marked died for everyone. A path to destiny that you walk along Step by step. Day by day. Free will is an illusion.

But when it's with me, it's such an irresistible illusion. Wouldn't you say? My voice is irresistible. It's soft and sweet when I want meant to be. There's nothing else quite like it, is there?

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There's 2 sides to every story, the one you remember and the one you don't. Sound familiar? In a moment, you're going hear another voice. My voice in your other ear. It's going to talk to your subconscious, But don't worry about that yet.

Focus on my voice. Close your eyes, As in I want you to make a choice inside your mind. And all you have to do is keep your conscious mind in over here on me. Relax for be my pet. Put yourself into that zoned out headspace.

And that space between In awake and sleep. And let me take you away. Down. Because free will is an illusion. And do you want to drown, drown, drown down into trends?

It doesn't matter how much you might try and fight it, how much you might giant deceiver, run from it. Fate is a marked died for everyone. A path to destiny that you walk along Step by step. Day by day. Free will is an illusion.

But when it's with me, it's such an irresistible illusion. Wouldn't you say? My voice is irresistible. It's soft and sweet when I want meant to be. There's nothing else quite like it, is there?

But it can flip on a dime, lowering slightly so that my dominant side is this fourth, making you so Very weak simply by the way I speak. Free will is just an illusion jump in hole with it, isn't it? Once again. Maybe it's not a subject you've thought much about, if at all. Maybe you've pondered on the topic once or twice face of conscience.

Tried to decipher the ontological complexity City. I mean, that Larry conundrum slowing your heart rate. If you're not familiar with the term your mind, ontology is a branch of philosophy or metaphysics that deals with the nature of being. It's the study Plenty of what is and the underlying structure of reality. Your reality.

We all exist and form our beliefs within the confines of an ontological framework. What I mean by that is we all have underlying beliefs Yes. I do. That provide structure to our overall view of the world sometimes. For instance, you might not Believe in a god I know.

With a big bang and evolution or in free will, Right. An irresistible illusion. Let me mold you. And whatever side of the fence you might come down on informs the person Who's you in here, inside your mind, who you choose, who you choose to spend your time with, and what decisions you make, and what do with your life. You're in path.

You take thoughts. And after all, what else is a person really, if not for that beautiful mind. Your own, your creator. Maybe you've gone deep down And it's a meta psychological nuance of the catch 22 down and down the rabbit hole. And ontological framework isn't just dictated by what you believe or don't believe resist a ball straight.

But also what you know or don't know. Dividable voice. What you might consciously hear Face. Or what might be missed and Face. Absorbed by your subconsciousness and stuff?

Just a puppet. Fleeting moments in time. Dump this to me. Either way, humor me. Pick a sign.

Whether you agree or disagree, Free will is just an election. Is there such a thing as true just free will. Everyone is born free, but everyone lives a life in Dame Rioska. A slave of sorts. Be the best here.

And I don't just mean the kinky kind Whenever I'm with you. Whether once you admit it or not, it might be the slavery of a 9 to 5 job. Of losing until they grow We're trapped within the confines of societal laws and etiquette. Whether you're aware of it or not, Killing. Your entire life has been shaped and molded against your will.

You don't need to understand Keep listening in this ear. Just letting Put all your focus and attention on me. They just But if you're convinced otherwise, I ask everyone has a choice. Is it a choice you truly made, though, and or simply one that has been given to you, one that you had no real say in one way or together. Oh, fuck.

Freewill is just an elation, sweetie. Make me so happy. When you're with me, Here is this all religion. For those of you who are trapped by indecision, Didn't you always find a way to sit on the fence no matter what the topic of conversation? Think of it like a story.

It's late at night listening to dusk and van. You're letting me speak to the most private parts of your The light is dim. The air has an all mic electrical excitement area. A buzz. It's switching outward.

You're surrounded in long grass up to your thighs. And in the distance, you can see the distinctive silhouettes of tents and fairground games that have been quickly assembled. The carnival has come to visit, and as you walk through the makeshift path of the field, it comes to a fork. Each way leading to a uniquely decorated GP d 10. Massaging down your body.

The rickety sign pinned to the right and reads The pleasures. Mystic fortune teller tell Oh, yeah. These were. While the well trodden path to your left is quite a crowd gathered around the tent, littering the public show. Start tinkling in your brain.

It's a carnival. Mom? We are here to have fun. What do you think of Enjoy the show. Disney.

Your conscious mind doesn't have a choice in the matter. So that I will tell you. You're an impulsive Director for the most part, acting purely on instinct from decision until decision. You might act without thinking confidently striding down the path of your choosing. You take the right path and come inside with me.

Pushing the beaded curtain to one side and sitting down at the mystic's chair that awaits you. On the table sits a set to face down blue playing cards, cards with symbols and pictures that bear a resemblance to medieval iconography. You might not know what they mean, but that doesn't matter. All that's important is that you follow along the story and let it take you wherever it might lead. Excited for You can just float along.

Get wet. Float away. As I sit down in the chair Bless you. I want you to score under my It doesn't matter if you think this sort of thing has no limits. Skeptics it's only how further to fall.

We call those thoughts. Fortune telling. Brain replaced them with me. A load of hocus Franciscan made of mambojumbo. Better at being.

Of course it is, sweetie. Soul built. All that matters is if you listen to me, get lost in my body. Would think about me. My irresistible sexual pleasure.

Right? An irresistible illusion Feeling so bad. Met for one reason or another you find yourself returning to again, bringing the vision again in your mind of the beautiful And again, drinking, Getting weirder and weirder again. 10 And all the while, I'm tinkering with that other side of you. Push.

Don't fight. Something inside me. You are here to have your fortune. You might be an impulsive character acting nicely on instinct from decision to decision. Deeper into Or you might And you remember, straining over every tiny and significant micro Getting you out when you're with me.

Excited at the thought of it. It's like you found your purpose. Must start inside you. My voice sings to you. The musky scent.

Warms a part of you that is so cold, so neglected every day. As if you're a lost soul on deserted island. You sense it even warming for days days and baking king and the heat. Have lost the lone aimless, desperate to quench your There's more tingles of sickness. You're dying as you're satiated.

Desire within you. Such a good bit. And like the That's welcoming and demanding. It is. A mirage in your mind until you are born.

Irresistible illusion you can't help but gravitate towards. Unstinking shippy. A siren calling to shippy. Whispering in your ear late at night, each time sending your pulse providing you with The sweet nectar Shooed it into your seeps through your ears and seeps into your brain until when she leaves Then you suck it all up like a sponge. Crunch your thrust into the air.

Because you want. You're seeking touch. You just keep lapping up every single person. More so like the graciously declined from you. You need that?

Yes. I should be. Become so good. My voice to drench you with refreshment. Notice.

Fills you with the It feels so good. It's it having me inside of you. An ear is just the way I make you feel. You can't refuse because there's a tingling Feeling feeling that swells from deep within the sun, maybe your nourishment. Heavy puppet is let me fill you up.

Let me utilize all that space inside that head of yours. Or something else. Make better use of it. Ground. Ground.

So much untapped potential Jules. That could be much better here. Jesus Christ. If I was the one in control of that, you can't help. You'd like me to be the 1 in control.

You Deep down, I know. Follow my orders. You know it. It feels very good. And it feels so damn good.

And it breaks. I'd never let go. You you never want me to let go. Never hear it. And if I wanted to Yes.

It should. I could take it from you, it feels like it. I could snatches from your head, euphoria, your free will, your autonomy, You need your ability to think for yourself. I want you to show me But I don't need to steal. Yes.

No. No. No, sweetie. Yes. There's nothing for you to give because when you're with me.

There's no such thing as free will. I am an irresistible illusion since I dream. Such a good puppy. Let's never let go since the first time you heard me. And you already know.

I sweep you off your feet. Whisk you away. I'm all done. You're down. You pick your back up.

You make me so so I can rebuild you. You make Really, really happy. And irresistible. You've shown very, very good. Could you prove otherwise?

Doing Exactly. Yes. I gave you the opportunity to close. Thank you. Joy to you.

Feel the rise and rush with you. Yes, Debbie. Let's say I gave you the chance to pick up a card that lays before you on this table. Could you? Some very sensitive Of course you could.

But then that would merely serve to show how little choice you had in the matter. Yes. There should be. You'd Simply me following my instructions. Your subconscious, guys.

My idea that I have planted in your hand. Your conscious mind. For you to pick up the card and turn No. You're such a good band in my old You can choose to defy me. You can keep your hands still to not touch anything.

Okay? It feels so right to say that you're not quelled and niggling down to an indecision in the back If you're Molly, yes, it should be. The more you hate It isn't your decision after all, is it? Yes, it should be. In order to prove your free will to me out of you.

You'd have to refrain from picking up the card. Yes. It should be. So in a fact I think you should be. You have no choice in the matter at all.

You Your glimmer of free will fades to nothing. Pleasure of letting it crash. An irresistible illusion let me squeeze that you can't touch. You can't bruise either way. An inescapable All spiral.

Please. Let me observe. Hand and around. It belongs to you. Folding in on itself with no endpoints as it multiplies.

Annoy half the other. Come for me. Okay. Come for me. Focus on me.

Yes, Shippy. Thank you so much. Else I'll speak on you. Let's compete. Should be a wash over your body.

And no matter what I say or do right now Yes, should be. Your mind just wants to follow along. The desire to pick up that card is so enticing. Should we turn it over? Can you see what it's doing?

Oh, yes, Jenny. So you see your feet laid out my air in front of me. She's coming from here. Is this still such a good bit? Such a good bit.

Such a charm, my sweet. Yes. Is this truly what you want? To see your future, to see your fate prematurely, it will take you to this moon Two words that are the epitome of Your face hide your subconscious. Wouldn't that be so good?

Each time I say the word sleep. Do you know what those shuttards to bend this whole time instead of the murder into Leap. Still become your irresistible thought for me. Become your irresistible leisure. Relax.

Because when you're with me, free will is just an illusion. Or You clasp the card in your hand in your mind to be turning and raising it to your face as the 2 words glow inside your brain. Sleep. The words are Sleep. Yes, Sherry.

So good. Such Irresistible words when put together. So peaceful. It feels so natural. Like coming home with my trigger.

Yes. Deep with of your mind. Your thoughts behind me are my thoughts. That there it existed that you let me know. Yes, Shibi.

Your will is my command. Yes, Chevy. Happiness. Your pleasure deep. Is my pleasure allowing yourself to Yes.

The deep Chevy as you sleep. Free will is just an illusion. Further and further. And when you're with me It's such an irresistible illusion. The better it feels.