[F4M] Brainwashed and Begging [ASMR][Fdom][Hypnosis][Brainwashing][27 Minutes][Psychological Dirty Talk][Layers][SFX][Binaurals][Beg for me][Consent] Erotic Hypnosis Script
Body paralyzed my pheromones. There is Just this something given off this smell, this Swirling cosmos of possibilities. It stuns you, Freezes you? And in this jolting confusion, I slip in. By the time your brain is back to normal, I am already here Sweetening in your mind every word I say to you Every request every command a part of me is already there Subverting you to fall to my seduction.
Slit away from the world, and cover down maybe. Feel my music, how can I help you? The crooning madness that is so lovely, and it is Irresistible power. Deal with me. I might take the lead that you Simply need to thrust your hand into mine and let me sweep you away.
See it as if it was a circle around you. Sling Get in soft, easy music. Easy thinking no thought is truly needed to dance. Especially for you. You simply Far.
Follow my steps as you follow my voice. Feel you as I pull you into a spiral. In there is no fear no pain. No stress. Feel all that just washing away as See you just within me.
And the same thing. Down. Down. Down. Down.
To the floor …
Body paralyzed my pheromones. There is Just this something given off this smell, this Swirling cosmos of possibilities. It stuns you, Freezes you? And in this jolting confusion, I slip in. By the time your brain is back to normal, I am already here Sweetening in your mind every word I say to you Every request every command a part of me is already there Subverting you to fall to my seduction.
Slit away from the world, and cover down maybe. Feel my music, how can I help you? The crooning madness that is so lovely, and it is Irresistible power. Deal with me. I might take the lead that you Simply need to thrust your hand into mine and let me sweep you away.
See it as if it was a circle around you. Sling Get in soft, easy music. Easy thinking no thought is truly needed to dance. Especially for you. You simply Far.
Follow my steps as you follow my voice. Feel you as I pull you into a spiral. In there is no fear no pain. No stress. Feel all that just washing away as See you just within me.
And the same thing. Down. Down. Down. Down.
To the floor beneath me. Where you belong. No memory of having committed the action, On your knees. Please, please, please. These are the thoughts your brain is capable of.
Please, Yes, please. Please. Please. Please. These are all of the thoughts that your brain is capable Please.
Please. Please. Please. Please. Please.
Please. Please. Please. Voice voice them and accept That they are you You shut them back in. Please.
Please. Please. Please. Please. Please.
Please. Please. Please. Please. What do you want?
Do you even tell her? Please don't hesitate. Or do you simply see, Knowing not the details of your desire, but rather that you know there is a hole Within you, seeking to be fucked the way you would fuck more physically inside me. Even as Do penetrate my body thrusting deep Shine my gun. My words pierce you even deeper.
Claim commandment even And stronger. Until even when you come inside me, leaving Me dripping and filling, it is I who have left my seed inside you. A seed of lust? Neat. Fuck me all you want, it will never satisfy Despy you the same way?
As being claimed, being used, Being dominated. Treated like the slave boy that you are deep inside. Fine. But it's okay. I know what you want.
And I wanna give it to you. It is my desire to match yours. Surpass yours, stripping away down to an unease. I want you to be comfortable with me. I want you to trust me.
And so I will always do do my best to keep that trust there even through the crazier things I create Consent is a level within everything we do. Of course. Once you do consent, well, Yeah. On 19th year. You'll be such a good time.
I can take care of Play with you with no 18 punches. No pesky worry to sap my My joy. My empathy no longer holding me back, but pressing me on To show you, to teach you, that I can do anything. And You are a slave? You obey.
You serve and To make me happy. You, my sweet boy. You serve the enemy, baby. My sweet boy. Just drop.
Drop into sweet and wonderful trance. Let the Pleading within you subside as you feel me coming in, finding you. All of you. The Deepest you. Very little you.
There is no escape. But why would you want there to be? There is no logical reason to resist. This is what you want this is What I want does it matter which holds a greater weight when our purposes are so intimately intertwined. No.
My Sweet boy. Logic is giving in, falling to the hypnotic sway of my words, feeling them drawing you in? Deeper, Endeavor. Endeavor. Good boy.
Good boy. Good boy. You are doing perfect. Good boy. Just let the easy, bliss, go deeper.
Take you. Good boy. Good boy. Good Drink and deeper. Feel your eyes drink dark.
Even as your lashes Sweet boy. Drunk. Sexy. No need to think. I'll do your thinking for you.
Just let your brain follow my words as if they were your thoughts. As patterns are formed my it's what you want. And even when you wonder, whose thought is that? Whose desire? The thought in itself makes you so happy, so aroused Then it doesn't even matter.
It doesn't matter at all. You can be dopally high I, without any cares, just smiling blissfully as I lead you along. The fog, it rises and spreads within you, creating that Blue mist that just overwhelms your senses and saps your willpower. Captures you. But it is so soft, and it feels So good that there is only the opposite of resistance from you.
You would not, rather, resist Faith, Faith. Wouldn't you? Mhmm. I know, know, know. It's okay.
You are okay. I've got you and I'm having fun. It's important to me that you Relax. And that you give in and enjoy this. Like a woman offering Sweets, you want to take my gift.
If only because it will make me happy. And you make me so happy When you sink down deeper for me, let me drug your world Until it disappears into wisps, and the only solid foundation before you is me. Sweet boy. Such a lovely slave you are. So very obedient.
The very best. It always amazes me how much praise manipulates. Though, I always find that it works best within reality. You are a good boy. You are a good boy.
And so when I say it, you believe it. And so you are gin to it, as if ahead seeking pads That's because you are a good boy. Like my boy. Nicely boy. My good boy.
Such a good boy. My good boy. You make me so happy. I love it. When you put D into 3 hundred.
I love sinking. My trigger is deep inside of you for us to use and have fun with later. And I love how smart You are even in that deep place inside where instinct is stored, where Bits of your brain bypassing your awareness when prompted by specific stimuli when exposed to Just the right nudge. Mhmm. It can send you to fight, or to flight.
It is the same instinct that I give over my trigger just to feeding this bit of you the data that are my triggers, There's so that when you hear certain words, your mind will go certain places. And you are helpless to stop this from happening. Even if you try, you will be unable to not think of them, Because my trans of seduction is beautifully insidious and touches and changes. And I'm already inside there, inside your mind to facilitate. To make sure all All of my words fall so sweetly upon your brain, and yet never anything that would hurt you.
Your instinct has the awareness to notice if something will harm you in any way, either socially layer physically, and to turn you away. You are safe. I would never wish harm to happen to you, and you store this command as well, to take care and Only allow my triggers outside of my view to to delight. To excite and enjoy. Almost to embarrassment on occasion, but that Not in itself is its own thrill.
A choice you make prodded by your own cock. Your needy, greedy, ouncebarkin Cock whose clamoring seeks to get in the way of common sense. And when you are weak, you Let Part of you lets me in. Lets my triggers in, into your becoming instinct. Feel Recognize it, that when you hear any triggers of mine, You react the intended way.
And this subconscious part of you, it's smart. Just like the rest of Phew. When you aren't horny and blissed out anyways. Feel my triggers strengthen. There is one of my triggers that pops into your mind when I speak of them.
You know the 1. That 1 trigger You're that you love above all else, above all others. And you know what it is meant Do, because it is giving to you entranced that which you want most. Think on it, feel the happiness just thinking about it, The pleasure, the deep failing satisfaction, I want you to hear it as if from my voice gently gliding into you. Warmly glowing with the pleasure it brings.
Feeling Blissful as its effects ripple along the same channels it formed when you first heard it, making your body clench and pleasure. Anchoring in within your emotions, My sweet boy, within your joy, my good boy, as strongly as any fear response except So much more pleasant. Mhmm. When you hear me say your trigger, you just feel so good. And the better it feels, the easier it is to sink into trance.
The deeper you go, the better you feel. And the better you feel, the deeper you go. Blissfully blank. Simply Saying there is no need to wake because you want more. You don't need to wake to get more.
Your eyes can open and your fingers can move with mindless purpose, desiring only for more More. For this is addiction, a sweet and Wonderful fulfillment of your fantasies. Feeling them alive and so blissfully Excited? Making your hormones rage and heedless lack Gothel. You simply need to listen to more and more and more and more and more and more And more and more and more thoughts towards that single-minded purpose are not Distracting?
No. They pour you even deeper into trance, as you find more hypnosis, more of my voice, No memory later of how you ended on this new file? Because that's simply not Important. What's important is how good it feels to sink so deep. So deep as you Are the next vial so deep as you click.
So Deep as there is no reason to wake up, you could happily drift forever. So long as my voice continues to drone within you a pleasurable buzzing hazy feeling. Sleeve. Focus. You know what you need to do.
Picking is not so important. If one does not quickly jump to the front of your mind, it is easy to simply go to your second favorite. Sometimes it's hard to have a favorite, though. So chance makes it, oh, okay. Thinking to yourself.
5, 4, 3, 2, 1. And assigning the first 5 files and Any list of mine you like. Taking your fist, shaking it out Once. Twice. And on the 3rd time extending a finger.
Any finger. Pinky being One, thumb being a 5. And the finger you extend is the file I choose for you to listen to, corresponding down. It's really simple. And you can come back and listen to this part again if you need to.
If you get So confused that you forget? It's okay to forget sometimes. It's easy to be drawn down deeper and deeper Deeper, so deep you can't hold on to thought. It feels so good to think, to come back into deep and happy trance with me, and it will feel so good that But when my voice stops, you can say please, and show me what a good boy you can be. Your reward is my voice It's drifting back onto you.
Smart boys already have a file listed up, But good boys are quite simply the ones who obey. And that's all you need to do To relax and enjoy, becoming more and more comfortable, Sinking deeper. Feeling so good. Mhmm. Drift.
Drift. When my voice stops, you may stay in a daze for a while longer. No action needed for as long as feels good. The drug of my voice still heavy inside of you. And When it starts fading, your mind slowly rising on its own.
Remember. Your tranced out Mind needs to remember. Remember. What to do. You're transiting.
Just out. Remember that if you don't Remember. It's so easy to remember listening to this file again. And that's not so bad. It Feels good.
An endless loop of dominance holding you tight. Remember? Good boy. My sweet boys, just drift them in for me. It feels good, my good boy.
I feel so drained. Mind floating, just sinking King Drift. Take your time. I'll always still be here. And I'll always Be deep, deep, deep, deep, deep in your mind.