[F4A] You're Just a Toy [Fdom][Live Improv][Tipsy][Hypnosis][Shibbycentric][Welcome Home][Horny to Sated][Stripping][Kneeling][No Fourth Wall][CNC][Brainwashing][Consent Talk] [Playful]

I know a real power because I get to play with you. And sometimes, Like, a thought pops into my head. Like, should I feel anxious right now or something? Because that's something I do sometimes. When I overthink things, I feel anxious and worry.

Like, how is everybody going to receive it? And You see, when I'm talking to you, I don't feel excited. If anybody feels anxiety, it's you. When you feel that anxiety, it's not necessarily a bad thing. It's an exciting thing.

It's something that you can just Hide for me. Use well, I'll use it to rule you and control you, and there's nothing quite as Powerful. That's how I feel, knowing that I can be drinking a little bit of wine and think, oh, I wanna play with somebody and See, I don't need to feel anxiety because I know what you want. You wanna be played with. I know what you need.

You need for me to control you. To take you and to wrap you within my words. And that's what I'm gonna do. So why don't you just be a good slut And take a nice, deep breath for me. In through your nose.

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I know a real power because I get to play with you. And sometimes, Like, a thought pops into my head. Like, should I feel anxious right now or something? Because that's something I do sometimes. When I overthink things, I feel anxious and worry.

Like, how is everybody going to receive it? And You see, when I'm talking to you, I don't feel excited. If anybody feels anxiety, it's you. When you feel that anxiety, it's not necessarily a bad thing. It's an exciting thing.

It's something that you can just Hide for me. Use well, I'll use it to rule you and control you, and there's nothing quite as Powerful. That's how I feel, knowing that I can be drinking a little bit of wine and think, oh, I wanna play with somebody and See, I don't need to feel anxiety because I know what you want. You wanna be played with. I know what you need.

You need for me to control you. To take you and to wrap you within my words. And that's what I'm gonna do. So why don't you just be a good slut And take a nice, deep breath for me. In through your nose.

1, 2, 3. Hold it for me And let it out. 1, 2, 3. And you can already feel that stillness, That relief and relaxation glides and falls over you. As you breathe in for me.

1, 2, 3. And you breathe out for me. 1, 2, 3. And you just let that breathing come both naturally and through your bonds. You can think about it.

But what you're thinking is breathing in. 1, 2, 3. Breathing out. 1, 2, 3. And if your natural rhythm is a little bit different, that's okay.

My commands capture you all the same, and the true base command is Do what relaxes you, mate. Do what feels very natural to you. You are smart enough to know what I want. And what I want right now is For you to be a good little slut for me. To be a good subject for me.

To breathe in. No. Not all of your cares and worries, Guy, when you do say to let my voice and my presence and my control take over you with every breath in. To feel the command. When I feel acceptance over you, Covering you.

Binding you. Deep burned, deeper down. That's a good subject. You're doing perfect. Yes.

Drop but deeper for me. Drop deeper into my words. Drap deeper into that wonderful fantasy that both of us share just from different ends. You see, I know you. I know what you want.

I know what you need. You need me to take that firm Grant to take that command. That's the most fun for me of all. Breathing relaxes you. It helps center you.

And if I wanted to, I could do a simple induction that would take you deep down into trance. But I don't need to even do that, do I? It's the beauty of hypnosis. That's why you're so precious to me. It's why it's irresistible.

As irresistible to you as it is irresistible to me. I sense who and what you are. And it draws me in. It draws me to take you, and that draws you in because you could resist if you wanted to. But where would be the fun in that?

Where would be the joy and the relaxation and That release, which you just so desperately desire. Where would be any of that if you were to fight me? But sometimes I like it when you Amy. So go ahead and try. Try and wake up a bit.

Open your eyes because we both know that they were fluttering. They were rolling back in your head, but you can open them now if you want Even if they're heavy. Even if they make you blink. Because you could fight this if you wanted to, but Doesn't that show you what a slut you are? Doesn't that show you how much you need it?

How much you want it and crave it, and so that desire within you makes it so easy to melt into it so that when I count down from 10, You can pretend to fight it. 9. You can pretend to resist. 8. It's really cute when you do.

7. But every number draws you deeper. 6. Every number draws you more in. 5.

And you know that when I say 0, You're going to hit that blank, deep state of trance. 5. Where you're more suggestible because you want to be more suggestible. You can't help but fall into that irresistible blank space, blank mind. 4, It's powerful.

You are powerless. 3. You want this. And Even if some part of your mind has rational thinking going on, that doesn't matter because you are a slut too. And you want this.

And even if you have a thinking mind available to you, it wants this. And If you want this, how could you fight, just yeah. And when I say That final, absolute number, you will drop into deep, Susceptible. Wonderfully blanked out. Trans.

1. Feeling so good. Falling completely. Zero drop. Blank and empty.

Blank and feeling so good. You know, when I was feeling so powerful earlier, when I was thinking of you and thinking of you blank and and floating, and feeling so nice. I had a specific scenario in my head. You know? One I thought you would just seamlessly slide into.

And so if you would for me, I want you to imagine a bedroom. My bedroom and my house, my place, My sanctum in which you are a place setting, a path, Something wonderful for me to come on to. It's comfortable here, and you feel comfortable. Comfortable enough that you can strip all of your clothes away. If you're wearing any, you know that right now is the perfect time to take them off.

Trying not to interfere with any wiring that might go on. But it would be so much better right now to be completely receptive to anything I wanna do to you. A good slave, a willing subject would just completely strip for me. Well, unfortunately for me, and to this point that I remember, I didn't really give you guys any sort of warning, any sort of tags. And so, Oh, for the sake of boring, boring, but are so important ethics, I'm gonna need to wake you up.

So on the count of 5, I'm gonna wake you up. You're gonna have a brains back. You're gonna have your minds back. You're gonna have your ability to consent or say no To anything I might do to you. On the count of 1, 2, 3, 4, 5.

Wake up. And here I started having fun. Then I do wanna be a responsible Should be? I don't know. You know, when people ask me what I do for a living, it's kind of hard to answer it because, You know, there's the recording, but then there's also the editing, and then there's the writing, and there's the performing and the dominating and the Platforming and there's a bunch of shit too.

And I'm just shibby, but when you say that to people, they kind of look at you like or not? Mhmm. Yeah. Anything goes for the most part. I can't always guarantee that I will gender you properly.

Though, if I misgender you, I want you to know that I love you, and I'm pansexual. So there's a whole fucking spectrum, and I love everybody on that spectrum. I love men. I love women. I love people in between that can do it just right.

But when I'm recording, Sometimes I'll say good boy, and sometimes I'll say good girl. And sometimes, most of the time, I'm just gonna call you a slut because, let's face it, what you are. I want you to know if I say good boy and you identify as a girl or nonbinary, I love you. And when I'm saying good boy, you could totally hear it in your mind as good girl. And that is what I would want for you because that's what you are to me.

I also sometimes do food stuff or pegging stuff. I really like fucking people in the ass whatever way it comes about. You know? What I'm trying to say here is I honestly really do love all of you, and I really don't care where the hell you fall on any sort of spectrum. If you're doing you, you're doing it right.

I like that. But sometimes, It's fun to say good boy. Sometimes it's fun to say good girl. Sometimes it's fun to talk about your cock and how much you wanna Rub it and stroke it, and I wanna make you beg for me to touch it more and more. And the thought of you just bound up in a cage just Begging desperately to get out and the thought of me teasing you to the point where You're very uncomfortably hard and throbbing.

It's just so exciting to me. Then again, the idea of clicking your glass, sucking on it, Making you wild and want in a downspend and shoving my fingers is inside of you and feeling you clench. One is also really hot, So I can't make any guarantees, but I will try. Hypno content. I feel like I should moan about that.

I'm really into the brainwashing. Okay. The CNC is what I like in real life, Look. When we're talking fantasy and the files I make, there's no, like, c in front of the n c. I just I wanna take you whether you like it or not.

And I mean even if we both know that you like it. I like to just take you and do what I want with you and fuck the consequences. Fuck what you want. Make you want what you want, baby. But, yeah, you should really be warned of that before I do it.

So, yeah, I feel like we've covered everything. Right? Am I missing anything? I don't do age. I don't do incest.

I don't do things that I think are Gross. Anyways, I love you guys. If you continue to listen, this is your own fucking thought. You want it? You fucking sluts.

Where the fuck was I? I feel like I was walking into a room, and I had just been having some fun. But, you know, I'm all about the fun. And I was gonna do terrible, terrible things to you, but, Oh, yeah. If you keep listening past this point, you consent.

If you're worried about the things I might do to you are the things I might make you do. You should probably take your headphones off and get some therapy. Until you accept yourself and accept those dirty, depraved desires within you. I've had a little bit strength. I'm not gonna lie.

But The thing is it only makes me. And, thankfully, since I'm sitting down, we don't have to worry about if I'm gonna be Going down. We just have to worry about if my state of thought can still beat out your state of thought. Another really fun thing here. And this even if you're sober, you might think, oh, I'm such an enlightened individual.

And yet that doesn't mean shit. Because when I come to you, no way I'm gonna come to you. Enlightenment doesn't mean anything. Book smarts just makes you more nervous, more Unreliable. More susceptible to me taking control.

So why don't you just sit back? Drop Yourself back into that mindset. Happy, sunny, specie. Sweet and wonderful place. We've breathed deep throwing, Mhmm.

I'd love it when I can want to relax for me. Breathing in. Holding in. Releasing it. Mhmm.

That's a good Breathe in, and feel that calm descending over you As you breathe out all your attention, as you breathe out The new resistance. So if I because what you want more than anything right now is to just relax with me. Otherwise, you wouldn't be here. So, Really, you've already consented. Really, you already know.

Really, you already One. And I want you completely under my power. Completely relaxed. Feeling so irresistibly good. So irresistibly drawn to my words.

To my voice. To my fantasy that I wrap you within. And like sheer beautiful silk. The as my words draw you in, and a wonderfully comfortable room presents itself within you. You see yourself there, and You're so comfortable that you could just strip off all your clothes.

Because what could be better than being naked, being vulnerable, Being completely open to your mistress when she comes home. Just relax and feel the freedom As every inch of revealed skin brings you excitement. Brings you a joy and freedom even as every inch The revealed skin brings you attention and an excitement and Sweet, wonderful, vulnerability. Take that feeling and Kneel for me. Kneel in person or kneel in your mind.

What matters is the mindset. The knowing that when I walk through that door, You belong to me, and you see it in front of you. A big white door. It's framed, and it's sturdy, and It holds so much for you. Kneel before the door.

Kneel and wait. And let that feeling of total submission wash Sure for you. For you to feel completely earned. Completely dominated. You're simply an object.

A plaything. A pet waiting for its owner. And It feels so right and so natural in this moment and so sexually exciting. And it's okay if that thought in this moment makes you excited. And do you look at the door frame?

When you look at the door and the knob and When nice knob starts to turn, they walk in. I just had a really fun day, and yet It left me feeling frustrated. But, you know, when I see you here before me like this, everything is suddenly better. Everything is suddenly more fun. And I want you to feel My hand in your hair.

As I reach back and stroke the back of your skull. As my fingers ride in and Yes. I grab as I pull your face outward and Give me a kiss. Your eyes are my favorite part at this point because you know better than to talk. And even if you could, you'd be completely speechless Because you know your place.

Your eyes stare into mine. And as soon as my hand goes into your hair and grabs, you go blank. You go into that sweet, wonderful, selpy headspace, and it's so very, very Deeply. Blank. I look at you.

I grab you. And I shove your face into the floor. Do you have your face right next to my heels? Kiss them, slut. Because you can't resist, you do.

The worship within you is only natural. You feel it welling up with the devotion, and It feels so good. It feels so nice. Your mind goes completely blank as your lips go up my ankle. Encouraged that goes up my leg on my calves.

It's behind my knees To the sides and up my thighs. My hand in your hair pulls you tight against me. Your head goes under my skirt, and your lips touch against the very wet fabric Of my panties. You look. Feeling so deprived as you can't quite Touch that tender, hot flesh, but you can taste That warm wetness just soaking through.

You lick And when I let you suck, You can smell me. I encompass your entire world. You feel unwrapped as I Pull your head warmer between my thighs as I grind against you, I know. I just came home so frustrated, and all I needed was fucking you. Oh, you give it to me.

Right now, I own you, and That's the fun. Because you're mine, and I wouldn't have it any other way. You have a uniqueness to you, and I love that. You have a special something I just want to strip away. I want to turn you into just another drone, another worshipful Subject.

Knowing that you were once such a person, such an individual, and now you're just a thing. My thing Bowed and bent and happy if I even use you as a fucking footstool. Happy if I even use you as something more. Your greatest desire to please me and all those hopes and dreams and aspirations stripped away. Because I go past that, and I go into that, and like an arrow, I burrow Deep until I pierce, and I penetrate into really your deepest, darkest desires until we both find that All those smarts, all that education, all those dreams and aspirations, they're surface Things.

And you, when I go deeper, I'm really quite vulnerable under it all. So very vulnerable, and I make you feel vulnerable. And it's scary. And you might feel anxious, and you might wanna hide. But You can't because when I penetrate, I go so deep.

There's no fucking hiding. I see you. Completely. And I bind that. I bind you because I love what I see.

And As much as I might be affectionate and nurturing, I'm also a sadist. I'm commanding, and I enjoy that sweet suffering that is your anxiety Hiding. And I just wanna break you down Deeper and deeper into your truer self, into what will really make you happy. And that's to be my good little slave. All you really want is for me to tell you what to do.

And you can have things outside of that interest. You can have hobbies. You can have a life. You can have an entire world that's built Around. But at your deepest core, while everything else is going around you in circles.

You need me to take control. You want me to take control. Only then do you feel calm and relaxed? So just soak into that moment. Because my knowing is power, and that power wraps around you.

You are helpless. My voice is irresistible. My power and control is Irresistible. It's what you want or you wouldn't be here. It's what you want, my little slut.

You can focus in however you want It's that exciting desire back into that fantasy where I'm standing before you, and my hands are gripping into your scalp. And I'm pushing your head against me, and I'm using you for my pleasure. You are just a tool. Just a toy. Just a thing.

Just An object. There's really no purpose or point in this world except giving me pleasure. And That's all you can think about right now as I thrust against you, as I shove against you. And you can't even taste my own flesh. There's a strip of fabric between your tongue and my clit.

It frustrates you. And at the same time, you just can smell it. All of my juices, all of my lust that have just been Leveling inside me all day because I'll tell you a little secret slot. I smell good. I smell really good.

I love the smell of my pussy, and it's strong. When I spread my fucking legs in public, I suddenly have an epiphany as to why in so long women needed to tuck their fucking ankles. Because when you're a real woman, when you really feel and desire and lust, Your pussy gets wet, and that wetness has a musk and a scent. And when you spread your legs, It's strong. It's not a bad thing, honestly.

I feel a little embarrassed sometimes when I spread legs because I can smell myself. I can smell my excitement. I can smell myself thinking about all the terrible things I wanna Do you? That smells really good. Really strong.

Really musky. And right now, you can smell But tonight, the taste, the full taste, you can taste it. That bit that's been soaked onto the fabric that's It's been shoved between my legs. My wet, wet panties that are just You really wish you could just lick straight from the source and yet? You're my pet.

You're my thing. You wouldn't dare stick your tongue under. You know your place and so you look. So you suck. I love it.

And so my hips rub against your face revolve against you. My scent and my mask, they fail you. They run you. They control you Until you don't even need my orders. You don't need my grip in your hair.

You're a mindless, senseless thing. You don't think? You lust, and you lick, and you suck. No. You want us to give me pleasure in every single moment I Yeah.

They're hints of vulnerability, but you would never Capitalize on them. Even if when I'm on, I sound a little severe. You know better. You know that if you ever wanted a place that smack you right the fuck back into it, I just I need I need to use you. Use you this way.

And you can't help it, but you get more and more So I didn't the more pleasure you give me, the more pleasure you feel. You feel that sexual, wonderful pleasure just zapping through. You just buzzing. Buzzing. Buzzing.

And you feel yourself thrusting even as you're kneeling, thrusting, Thrusting into the air, thrusting into the void because you know that only my pleasure's important as you lick and you suck like the good little slut you are. You taste me. You taste my excitement. You taste my need. You taste my desire.

You taste my lust to dominate, to control, and it only brings you deeper into your head Space deeper into your subspace, knowing your place, knowing who you are as you thrust and you thrust Steady thrust and you want and you need and you need, and yet you know that none of that matters. The only thing that matters It's my pleasure, my desires, my use of you. You are a good slut, and you know that you don't come without permission. You know that terrible things would happen if you were to ever do such a thing so even though you get excited. You don't even have the fabric of clothes right now because you are just a thing, just a slave, just an object as you give me more and my pleasure is using my.

Oh, you can't see it. My eyes are rolling. My pleasure is building. It's getting stronger and stronger, and you clench in pleasure. You clench in need.

You clench in this iron. Oh, that pleasure. My pleasure. Because you are such a good Slave that empathy is a part of you. My pleasure is your pleasure, and no pleasure of me touching you down there could ever compare It's the pleasure you feel when you give me what I need, what I want from you, when you know that you're my good Slat my good little slave, my good little thing.

Use your tongue, mouth just right. There's nothing quite I like it, and you just feel the pleasure exploding within you, running within you Faster and stronger as you clench, as you feel the pleasure building up inside. And not neighbor and neighbor and neighbor. My grip in your hair pulls you away forcefully. Anymore would be too much.

You sing to the flow In such a graceful little sprawl. I sink down next to you, Squatting until my ass touches the floor. And I simply sit there as I Grab your head, and I draw it to my chest. I hold you while aftershadows a pleasure rushed through me as you know that you are a good slut right now. My good little pet.

My good little creature. And, oh, you feel bliss As my hand strokes through your hair, and as I tell you how good you've been, you're My perfect, perfect little spot. Good. Good. Good.

And it's always been very good to come home to you. All my frustrations are just gone now. I feel so much better. See it and complete and for you. It doesn't even matter if you're still throbbing, Still needy.

There's a completion and an orgasm in itself within my pleasure because You know deep inside that my pleasure's what's most important. Yours is secondary. Mine is so much more him. Anytime you make me feel good, You feel good. You feel complete and sated even if you throb and want and need.

And, You know since you were a good pet. You can seek it out and get it elsewhere, and you will deserve it. It's so fucking much. I want that. And I want you to go seek your pleasure knowing that you Serve it.

Knowing that you're a good pet, and you made me happy. You made me feel so good. My slut. My slave. My love.

And just relax into that blissful submissive age. Feeling so Oh, good. As you relax and knowing that when I wake you up, you will still feel that Sated, blissful feeling. And then even if you still feel horny, If you have sexual desire within you that just needs relief, you can go find that knowing that you are a good slut, a good slave, a good pet, a good subject. You're perfect, And you deserve it.

And every ounce of pleasure that you feel will feel completely wonderful and deserved because you do. Fuck. You're awesome. You make me so happy, and I want that bliss to surround You and flood you and, oh, make you feel so good when you come. Because when you come, it's gonna be for me no matter How you do it?

I want you to feel it. I want you to feel that bliss, and I want you to know that when you feel it, When you cum, when you orgasm, when you explode for me, it just doesn't matter How you do it? It really will be for me, and I really will feel so fucking good. So fucking powerful knowing. In the back of your mind, I own you.

In the back of your mind, you're my good little slut. And, oh my god, that power could just send me into orgasm after orgasm that doesn't even need my glit to make it happen. Just my brain. Just the thought of you being wonderful, Be my perfect, perfect, perfect, perfect pet. Oh, man.

I feel all bitey. I just wanna bite you and mark you and possess you and own you. You did so good. You made me feel so good. My good little bit.

Knowing the count of 5, I'm gonna wake you up. And when I do, I want you to feel like the successfully wonderful All submissive that you are. Feeling blissful and so good knowing that you've pleased your mistress. You've pleased me beyond. Oof.

Honestly, let's face it. You're a blank bitch with a blank mind, so your dreams only go so far about my dreams. You helped me realize, and you helped me feel powerful. You helped me be me, and I love you for that. You are wonderful for that.

You are perfect for that. And Let that bliss and that happiness just settle over you. I want you to wake a fucking smiling slut On the count of 5. 1. If any of your limbs had trouble moving, feel them free now.

2. If any of your thoughts and trouble thinking, feel them free now. 3. If your eyes, felt heavy and shocked, Feel them free to open up now. 4, many of your inhibitions.

Fuck your inhibitions. 5. Wake up, slut. Wake up for me. You did perfect.

I'm so glad you could join me. I really loved having you here. I had a blast. What can I say? You're kinda just the perfect subject.

Now how are you feeling? It's okay if you're a little hazy. Honestly, I just take that as a compliment. Just take your time and And should you feel good while you come out of that? And, if you need to go somewhere to take Carism things.

Don't worry. I only take that as more of a compliment.