[F4M] Entranced Confessions [Hypnosis][Brainwashing][Bad cop, Teasing cop][Heavy, Harsher Fdom][Interrogation][JOI][Confess!][Interaction][Commands to move][Restraints][Mocking you][Binaurals][Triggers][Orgasm Control][No messaging][ASMR]

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 file work that much better on your poor little vulnerable mind. I also suggest let you have lotion or whatever you need to jerk off nearby. Whatever you need to touch that dirty, filthy a cock of yours.

For this audio, I have several instructions. You Bill follow them. Obedience is mandatory. This is not an affectionate audio. If you Came here seeking sweet.

You're in the wrong place. Now, Slave. This file is meant to be listened to while sitting. Make sure the area around your chair is clear. You will strip 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 simple command. And 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 file work that much better on your poor little vulnerable mind. I also suggest let you have lotion or whatever you need to jerk off nearby. Whatever you need to touch that dirty, filthy a cock of yours.

For this audio, I have several instructions. You Bill follow them. Obedience is mandatory. This is not an affectionate audio. If you Came here seeking sweet.

You're in the wrong place. Now, Slave. This file is meant to be listened to while sitting. Make sure the area around your chair is clear. You will strip 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 simple command. And 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 Sweet 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 side watching in you, studying you. You hear the door open to your You see 2 sexy, identical women walk in, both wearing police 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 here that you are a dirty pervert, that you've 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. Us. Confess all your dirty little fantasies.

Are you ready? It'll be fun. You better be ready because if you aren't, everything will be much harder for you for you. To ensure your cooperation, operation. I'm afraid we're going to have to resort to some extreme measures.

I'm sure. 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. There is only one way to do that. To get deep inside your mind where you cannot resist us where you cannot help but confess every dirty fantasy in that perverted mind of yours.

We'll find them all out. Now focus. You want to be good, so focus. Focus on my voice. Nothing but my voice.

Nothing else matters except my voice. Fantasy. Feel it touching you. Herbie. Breathing through your here All fine.

Cool and gentle, simple, and clear. You feel my voice resonating through your ear into your mind, there to play there for you to obey. Feel it. Listen. Accept It relaxes you, comforts you, draws you in inside yourself, your mind pulling in, pulling in inside your head until it is contained in its own little headspace.

Your mind, your thoughts, All inside is dark and empty mine. I'm going to play. With your eyes closed, of course, it's dark. With your eyes closed. You can almost make out your thoughts visibly inside your head.

See your thoughts written before you against your closed eyelids Send to my every thought you have draw you in flashing bright inside your closed eyelids. You can almost read the words of your own thoughts. They take you down every work space blinking across your view your thoughts taking you down deeper deeper into your mind to a deeper level, leaving your thoughts appear to flash and blink. You leave your conscious mind here and go down your own bone A dark, empty basically elevator inside your mind, inside your head, moving your inner self going down deeper. You feel your thoughts in a gap song.

Contain every thought. Bunch them together. Flash. Push push your thumbs into a void Too fast. A void that is moving down down through your body.

And the further down it goes, the deeper you go, your thoughts being slowly pushed out out of you Cross your deeper. Is My words, pushing them down. My will, slowly taking over your mind. Deeper. Insidious.

Deeper into Unstoppable. To a deep Give in. Go deeper. Send your thoughts further down, down into your chest. Every time you think Go down.

Those thoughts get pulled down. Empty. Down into to the capsule down into the void until all of your thoughts Moving. Are just unavailable going down unattainable. Available.

Unattainable. You could have them if you wanted, but you don't. They are dragging at you, holding you back, so just shove them out of you. Follow my thoughts, my words instead. You feel so much better your body the further down you show your thoughts.

Relaxing even more into trance with every pulsing push. Down now. Down into your belly, pushing them Your center, feeling the words and the ideas melting out of you, over your No longer able to speak. Going deeper with every word. I speak.

Go deep. Feeling yourself drop. Your thoughts Your thoughts drop into your pelvis, bundling tighter. You push it even deeper. The capsule holding your thoughts.

Push it into your knees. Your mind dropping even more. Every push making your mind drop even more. As as your thoughts move down to your feet and you picture the massive thoughts, the stresses, the worries, I see you. And you push them out.

You don't. They do not matter. They're dragging at you. Down into the floor. Or you don't need them.

Not right now. Hello. My You don't want them. My words Not right now. You want my thoughts, my words, my voice, my voice, it feels good to relax Axe into it.

Give in to my authority. I am in control. You are Up. Down. It feels good.

He has sent The sooner you accept that, the happier you will be. Out of You don't really want to be in control. Going Never would ever Word. You want me to be in control. Myself drunk.

It feels so good to give in to my authority. You cannot resist it. I in your mind. You will submit. You will obey.

It's very easy. So easy to obey. It feels good to obey. You are my prisoner. Inside of your mind your mind drop.

You will Bae, you exist at my will. To your feet. It's easy to follow my will. Say it. Say, I will submit.

Good. Say, I obey. I obey. Good boy. It's so easy to be good.

Not right now. You want to be good. You learn to obey. It feels good to obey. Repeat it.

It feels good to obey. It feels good to obey. It feels good to obey. And so Say Will be I will I obey try. I hear.

Are not obey. Again, over and over. Repeat it within your mind. Make it your mantra until it becomes a part of It is already a part of you. Whenever I ask you a question in our session.

You will always answer. I will obey. Every time, every question, it is just stay so easy. There is only 1 path, prisoner. What is the path?

Good. And When you hear the word, obey, there is only one choice, 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. I know it does because your mind is becoming conditioned and is becoming My words are digging deeper and deeper inside of you deeper inside of you. Every time you hear my voice, it Sinks in deeper.

Sinks. Past all resistance. Your resistance. Where my will is your will is your will, and you will You have no choice but but to confess. Compliance is the only outcome.

Now how are you feeling? Are you ready to cooperate Thank you so much. To be sure of your compliances. We are going to restrain you, bind you, Feel the leather. My hands guiding it Feels good to as I bend Down across you.

Submit Drawing it across your naked ankles. I will make you The leather Rubbing smoothly against your skin. Must obey. A gentle caress. Obey.

Firm firm in its pressure as the strap feels this cool tight through the. When you hear the lock snapshot, you will feel a shiver run through your body. Hear the lock snapshot. Nervous energy startling you. Feels good.

Taking that energy, I use it to send you further further into trance, deeper excitement on your other ankle, the leather pulling tight, pulling Pulling tight. Pulling you in. Your ankle strapped in. Your leg press flat against the chair, strapping you in. Leather straps binding you to the chair, to my will, my hands moving up your legs right under your bent knee, feeling me spread your naked legs as I encircle them with leather straps.

Your Leg spreading out, pushing apart, leaving you vulnerable as I tighten the straps, Okay. Strapping you to the chair, feeling your legs under your knees completely Immobile, strapped in, spread apart, your Heart beating faster. You know what comes next. The Letting you know you're locked in. It's coming.

You anticipate the jolt. Hi. The jolt. The shiver that will run through your entire body helpless. Both sides of you pinned trap hands moving slowly up on your knees, your upper eyes Yes.

Yes. Pushing you further into the chair. You sink down deeper, deeper burr into the chair, deeper into trance, deeper into bondage Just your thighs are strapped in. I spread apart even more. The straps being pulled tight.

Your heart beats faster, faster and faster as the locks jingle in your ears. It's coming. The jowl, the shiver, excitement and fear, nervous as it locks into place both sides. Your lower body, now immobile. Open.

And as you are open, your mind is the inside. There are no more defenses left. Our hands moving upwards, work, brushing past, circling your waist. You smell our hair. Feel Brushing against your chest.

Lightly take a leg, distracting your your mind for just a moment. Concentrate on the smell, the feel of it touching, brushing against you, against you, waving through you, your mind floating around it. You feel the strap tighten tighten around your waist, holding you into the chair. Your mind snaps back into focus. Focus on being restrained.

Tight neck, pulling you in, pulling lay you down. Thick leather straps all across your torso, pulling in, Feeling your back pressing in. No space left between you and the chair as you sink in, it. As you sink down, you hear the lungs. Your your shoulders being firmly pressed against the chair, your biceps melding inwards, being strapped in, pulled tight, so tight, excite building almost completely bound to the chair.

We can hear your heart beating, Okay. Bumping You must louder in your chest. Don't be afraid. Everything We'll be okay so long as you comply. The sound of the hits you like a physical electrifying blow as your Wrists are moved firmly into place, and your last bit of mobility is taken from you.

The last flux being clicked down, and your mind drops it is good. Only one thing left. The last leather restraint. Hi. The jingle sending tingles down your spine.

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

Clients. Only submission. Feeling the warm leather wrapping slowly around your neck, blind to it, only able to feel as it presses so securely into you. The leather rubbing against your neck as the strap is Pull through the buckle. Obey.

Closed. It feels The lock Obey. To its hull. Powerless. Your mind Ready.

Teetering. The lock. Clicking into place. You have If you are our prisoner, what is your only choice? I will Will obey.

Say it again. I will obey. Good. You will obey. You have You are so sexy like this.

Your vulnerability, it must be played with. You Must be played with. Feeling fingers trailing along your skin, stimulating fingertips running over your bound body, running over for the lather over your skin, arousing. You can do Nothing. It tickles.

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

You can only experience you can only feel as tendrils of enticing, exciting My hating pleasure hit you again and again running over you. You are being played with. There is nothing you can do. The feeling of ribbons running over your skin. Each touch, making your nerve endings even more sensitive.

Each trailing line of pleasure driving you mad with lust. You can do do nothing against it except squirm and suffer. Suffer dream arousing, maddening pleasure. So excited. Your body Body straining against the straps as the pleasure flames through you, Burning along your skin.

Fingers running over you faster, slower. Oh, your cock throbbing. I can see it. For you to touch it, but you can't touch it no matter How much it aches, your hips straining against your bumps, the fingers of pleasure just drift by the height, feeling so good. Oh, you want just to grab your cock.

The thought controls you, obsesses you. You can do nothing about except suffer the pleasure. I am enjoying your suffering. Free your exquisite, aching pleasure. It's so hard not to touch your cock.

Touch your cock. Good thing. You don't have a choice. You can't touch your cock. Can't rub it.

Just feel so Can't release Let get a game pressure of your boss crying out to be stroked To be To be To be touched. Squirming as my fingers Fingers brush past your groin. No. Conscious thought in your actions, you can't. Your it strain against their against my fingers.

The pleasure running into you more and more everywhere, sending shivers of arousing pleasure bursting into you. I guess so. Blissfully agonized pleasure at the pressure of your aching balls that and you can't do anything about. Goosebumps forming all over your skin where fingers run over creation exciting, wonderful sexual frustration building intolerable. Your mind Fractioning under the pleasure of the pressure.

You want to touch. You need to touch, beg to touch. Your littles are bound. Your Your eyes are covered. Let your mouth is free.

Beg. Beg for me. Beg to be released so you can touch your aching cup. Say, please, there's one thing. Only one thing you can do to make all of your frustration go away, to get you released, yeast so you can get release for your aching, full balls, Your filthy, horny cock.

I know you're a slut, a dirty pervert, with dirty, filthy thoughts. You will confess your dark secret desires, perverted fantasies. You Will confess. It will feel so good. Say it.

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

You want to release. You want to confess, to release yourself by telling me your dirty secrets, perverted to add 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 The words I place there Will that be confessed? Over and over as your body strains against the restraints. Your mind restrained by my voice.

You 1 to confess. Please. You need to confess. Confession. Jen.

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

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

Come clean and feel so dirty secrets. Just one Nothing is more important. You only feel hands on your dirty little secret to unlock your cock. The straps covering your body, holding you down, leaving all the colors to take I'm your mom. Secret out of you.

Like a part of you. And release. Sunken. Release for me as the strap. So I remove little secret.

By 1 until 10 And as each one releases to get more around, excited what's to come, your cock throbbing harder, your Your heart beating faster. You just have Excitement pumping through you. You want to be And the last one It's gone. It'll be There is one thought in your mind. You will confess.

10 Straps left as they come off. 9. Your body starts to move. 8. And when the last one 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. 4. Or you will open your eyes still in trance.

3, still hazed out under my control. 2, ready for my next command. 1, released from your straps. Right. Slave, get on your knees.

On your knees. Obey. Deep and They eyes open. No thoughts in your mind. Brightness shocking your mind even blanker, even emptier, even deeper under my control, deeper into trance.

As the light sinks into your eyes, my voice sinks into your mind. One thought. One thought I will allow you. Thinking of your dirtiest fantasy, a A secret desire you never tell. You've always wanted to tell, to share, to confess.

Tell it to me now. Confess. Say it loud. Say it dirty. Don't desire.

Confess it, but only let it handle you. Let it free. But only let it out here or let it free. Good boy. Good your dirty, perverted secret.

So simple, finally given light. It only takes a few words, a few sentences, even just 1 word, 1 sentence. It feels so good to let it out. Release it to let it go, to fully accept who you are. You are a pervert, a filthy slut here to fill my desires.

And if you are very lucky, very devoted, if you You make me happy. I will also fill 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, until you are more aroused than you have ever been before.

Precum leaking out, losing, your Eyes still open, still sunk into trance. You have been good. Dirty, Lottie perverted, but, oh, so good. If you need it, grab lotion, squirt into your hands, your eyes 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 heavy, 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 my conditioning running through you. It feels good to submit.

Submitting feels so arousing. Obeying makes you you hard, and you have obeyed me so well. You are so hard. You deserve of 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 dirty, perverted fantasy.

We both know this thought, this Exciting thought makes you even more aroused. Sexual running through you. My voice strokes it, strokes your excitement, your arousal, everywhere, sending shudders of pleasure rushing into you, through you again and again, so 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 They'll obey. Stroke. My voice stroking you, stroking a burning fire of pleasure through you.

Every 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 Esther, my sweet boy. It is so hard not to come. It feels so good to touch. You will be a good boy.

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. Beg for release. Good boy.

I think I'll allow it. Allow you to come, but you must wait. You must come when I tell you to Come. Stroking. Faster, deeper.

Here we go. 10, deeper. 5, faster. 8, it will explode. 7, you will explode.

6, every muscle contracting. 5, the most intense release. 4, the most amazing The orgasm of your life. 3, ripping through you. 2, your body convulsing, Flinching 1.

Submit. Come. Obey. Come for me. Explode.

Convulse. Clench. Aching, shuddering, helpless, weak. Your body, weak. Your mind, collapsed I'm starting the intensity.

No thoughts. Drifting, floating, spent. 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 knees, aware of the mess you have made.

And when I say drop, you will drop back down, back into deep trance, advance even deeper than before because every time your mind goes down, it goes down further. Every Time, your ability to go into trances, strengthens. The trances strengthen. Every time you hear drop, you drop into trance, you drop deeper into trance every 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. Still partially in trance.

3. Eyes still closed. 4, becoming aware of your body and your mess. 5, bath in the interrogation room. Hello, slut.

Hey there, naughty. Look at you. Can you feel mess you have made Dirty. Can you tell just how pathetic you look right now? Kinda cute, though.

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, 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 I was just fishing, but you, You really are a dirty, naughty boy. Despot. I think you need to be punished. Oh, fun. And punish you.

We're going to act out our dirty fantasies. So fun. But I'm not sure or you can handle it. Not right now, so let's bring you up. And if you think, can't think, your poor, Weak brain can take more.

Then click a button. You'll hear me say drop. Drop. Your Your mind will drop back into trance. Back down here with us.

This trigger will stay inside of you always Forever. When you hear my voice Our voice. And only my my voice Our voice. Saying 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 Come play 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 fantasies.