[F4M] Feminazi Turned Hypnoslut [fsub][Hypnotized][mind][rape][d][Comeupance][Fingering][Squelchy sounds]

Hey, guys. I'm Casey Hart, and this is my channel where I expose the male conspiracies in society. Today, I found this video on the web. It claims that through light and sound, it can change me. This is just a little audio journal I'm making to record my experiences with this, but it claims it's going to turn me into an obedient little sex slave.

I bet it is just filled with microaggressions, and we are going to find them all out. It's written by some guy who would never in a 1000000 years get close to me, I bet. This is just further proof that every man wants every woman to be his good little house slave, cleaning dishes and presenting themselves for use whenever their overlord, Oh, I mean, husband gets his primitive urges. Our patriarchal society just sickens me. Anyways, in this video, it's made by some guy who calls himself the hypno god.

It's supposed to entranced my mind and put me under his control that when I am done the video, he could just send me an email, and I would fall into trance and do whatever he wants, like send him pictures and shit. Fucking …

Hey, guys. I'm Casey Hart, and this is my channel where I expose the male conspiracies in society. Today, I found this video on the web. It claims that through light and sound, it can change me. This is just a little audio journal I'm making to record my experiences with this, but it claims it's going to turn me into an obedient little sex slave.

I bet it is just filled with microaggressions, and we are going to find them all out. It's written by some guy who would never in a 1000000 years get close to me, I bet. This is just further proof that every man wants every woman to be his good little house slave, cleaning dishes and presenting themselves for use whenever their overlord, Oh, I mean, husband gets his primitive urges. Our patriarchal society just sickens me. Anyways, in this video, it's made by some guy who calls himself the hypno god.

It's supposed to entranced my mind and put me under his control that when I am done the video, he could just send me an email, and I would fall into trance and do whatever he wants, like send him pictures and shit. Fucking ridiculous is that? I mean, hypnosis is bullshit. Right? Anyways, it should be funny.

I can't wait to email him after making fun of Okay. Okay. It's it's starting. It has these weird noises on it, like this humming noise. They are kind of relaxing, though, and there's, like, this spiral going on on the screen.

Now he's introducing himself. What a fucking ego. Apparently, I need to breathe special and stare at the spiral. What the fuck? Let me give this a try.

Okay. Now he's telling me that as I listen, I should repeat the words on the screen. So I guess My mind is blank and empty. Blank and empty, so easy to relax. My only thoughts are these words on the screen.

The screen will tell me what to think. It's easy to just let my eyes Follow it. Follow the letters. Follow the words. Easy to just relax and let go.

Here's voice in the background settling to the back of my thoughts. His voice. My master's voice. Warm and comforting in my mind, leaving messages for my subconscious to pick up on, So easy that when I hear him say the word drop, my mouth will form the words. My voice will ring out.

My mind will go down into a trance state. I want to float in a blissful trance. All the worries of the world gone, It feels good to relax and let master take over. So easy to just Drop. My mind is blank and empty.

This is the perfect state. I am the perfect slate. Blank. Empty. Waiting and willing, my mind just floating with the music, with the beats throbbing in my ears.

It feels so good to be blank and empty. Deeper, I go deeper, my mind spiraling and out of my control. It feels so good not to be in control. So relaxing to just let him take over. Let master take over.

This image on the screen before me, This face appearing. This is my master. You are my mister. I will follow. I will obey.

It feels good to obey. I want to be good for master. Master is perfect. Master knows all. It is so easy to just relax under his guidance.

It feels good to be a good girl. When I hear the words, good girl, When I see the words good girl, my mind goes blank with pleasure, pleasure washing over me in waves, leaving me pliant and obedient. I crave this feeling. I need to be called a good girl. It is so addictive.

Master makes Reality. Every time I say the word master, it takes me deeper, deeper into trance, deeper into a submissive place in my mind. Happy subspace For master, all the things he says are true. I feel what master There tells me too. Right now, it is hot.

Hot. So hot. My clothes are so stuffy. I should just take them all off. I will take them off for master.

Because I am a good girl. It feels so good to be naked. Master likes it when I am naked. I like to make master happy. It is so easy to make master happy.

I just have to obey, to follow his commands. I should always reply to master Whenever he talks to me, whenever he messages me, I should make replying to him My priority. Master is my priority. When I see this face in front of me, Master Space. All I can think is master.

All I can call him, Refer to him. Think of him as master. My Master. Pleasure. Master says I feel pleasure.

I feel pleasure. It feels so good. I feel like a wave coming down from my scalp, running over my skin, rushing over me, tickling, and tea sink my nerves, My flesh, skin prickling. My eyes fall deeper into the spiral. Not seeing the words, only seeing master's face.

All of the words are simply my own thoughts bypassing any cognitive function in my mind, simply appearing in my mind. My own thoughts. I live to serve my master. This thought brings me pleasure. I am a good girl.

A good girl for master. A pleasure growing, spreading, Warmer. So warm as I feel it in my belly Going down into my hips between my legs. So much pleasure For being a good girl, master says to move my fingers over my body, Run them over my skin, master. Thinking of him brings me pleasure.

Thinking of him right here with me. His hands running over causing me pleasure. I am his good girl, is obedient slave. My fingers belong to him, Not my fingers running over my skin. All of me belongs to master.

My tits belong to master. My pussy belongs to master. His hands feel so good on my body, spreading pleasure as they move lower and lower, Touching and teasing, I would do anything for master. Please. Please, master.

Please touch my pussy. Please. Please. I want it. I need you.

I will be a good girl. Please, master. Thank you, master. Master hands feel so good on my Thank you, master. Master's hands feel so good on my clit.

Master. I live for master. I serve master. It feels so good to obey, so good to serve. The pleasure rises from master's fingers, my body relaxing into his touch, Warm and welcoming as his fingers go deeper, deeper and deeper.

My mind going deeper and deeper. His fingers rubbing faster and faster. Fucking me. Please fuck me, master. Please.

I am a good girl. My mind is master's toy. My body is master's possession. I need to turn on my webcam for master. Turn on and record.

I need to display myself for master. Master's hands on my tits. I can feel my tits swelling. Master's fingers playing with my nipples. It feels so good.

So good to circle my nipples. So good to suck on the fingers in front of my face. Getting them nice and wet. My pussy, nice and wet. Rubbing wet fingers on my nipples, making them wet, Full air blowing pleasure against my skin.

Mast and Spryth running over them. My body is tingling and flushing. Things going back inside my cunt. Palm rubbing against my clan. Firmer.

Harder. So good. It feels so good. So good for master as my juices cover his fingers As I get closer and closer to coming, I can feel, swelling Rise. Tell master.

Tell master how it feels. Master, your fingers feel so good. Just like master, you know exactly how to tattoo me. It's like you are me, knowing exactly how And play with me, Claire, as you shove in and out of me. Oh, I can see it.

Is your cock in oh god. Fuck. Yeah. Oh, I just Picture your cock squelching and I can't feel myself squeezing around you. Oh, fuck.

Deciding in and out of my own wet pussy. The breath. The pleasure rising and rushing. They're growing stronger as it builds and builds. I have to be a good girl if I want to come.

I have to email master my Skype if I want to come. I want to come. I need to come. Please please, master, please let me come. I must message master.

I must wait. It feels so good to wait and touch myself. The pleasure and pressure of my orgasm so close. When master sends me a message, I will come. After I come, I will immediately stop and send the recording to master.

I then forget. When I see his words, I will forget. Forget I sent it. The traitors will stay inside of me. When master sends me a message, I will fall deeper into trance, back into being his slave.

Will follow all of his commands. I must be a good girl for master. I will float here in tramps until I hear from Master being a good girl, playing with myself, Feeling his hands on my clit, inside my pussy, Right on the edge, ready to come. I won't wait for a master. Fuck.

Oh, master. Please come. Please come to me. Master? Yes, master.

Thank you, master. Wait. What? What was I doing? Why am I naked?