[F4M] Take a Chance [Hypnosis][Harem][fsub]or[Fdom][JOI]or[HFO]or[Tease]and[Denial][Game] Erotic Hypnosis Script
Oh, hey there. Are you ready to be played with? I want your full focus on my voice and your experience, so make sure there are no distractions. Make sure your phone won't be going off, getting in the middle of our time together. Get yourself ready to go down into trance.
Lights dimmed or out, spiral ready to start spinning on your computer. They can be fun, you know, spirals. Here. How about this? Bring up hypnotic spirals on your computer or phone.
If you have some you already use, that's wonderful. Texting lead is just fine as well. For those of you without ready to go spirals or images, I am sure Google can help you with this. And if you press pause at any time, I will still be here wanting thing to play. Take a moment to look for 1 that pulls at you.
There will be 1 if you look for breath, a spiral or moving image that tugs at your thoughts, compels you to keep looking, keep staring. It's so very interesting your eyes seem fixed. It might just be a subtle subtle feeling for now. You feel a reluctance to pull away when you find the …
Oh, hey there. Are you ready to be played with? I want your full focus on my voice and your experience, so make sure there are no distractions. Make sure your phone won't be going off, getting in the middle of our time together. Get yourself ready to go down into trance.
Lights dimmed or out, spiral ready to start spinning on your computer. They can be fun, you know, spirals. Here. How about this? Bring up hypnotic spirals on your computer or phone.
If you have some you already use, that's wonderful. Texting lead is just fine as well. For those of you without ready to go spirals or images, I am sure Google can help you with this. And if you press pause at any time, I will still be here wanting thing to play. Take a moment to look for 1 that pulls at you.
There will be 1 if you look for breath, a spiral or moving image that tugs at your thoughts, compels you to keep looking, keep staring. It's so very interesting your eyes seem fixed. It might just be a subtle subtle feeling for now. You feel a reluctance to pull away when you find the spiral that entrances you so. Make it full screen.
And trance pulling you in, your focus on my voice making it easier to just let go, let my voice take you over. Slip into a nice, easy trance. Alight transfer now, but we can and will go deeper. There might be a part of your mind trying to make sense of it, trying to puzzle it out, follow it like the lines kinds of amaze. Good.
Keep doing that. Leave that thinking part of your mind up here on a visual level, puzzling the dips, the loops, oops. The lines also twisted as they move. Move so gracefully across the screen. Concentrate on those dips.
See the logic in them, the continuing loop of logic, calmly pulling you down, down, deep into trance. Patterns forming, looping around themselves. Feel your mind in tune with these lines, these forms, following them with your mind as your eyes stare air into the middle, into the blank black hole forming in your mind, this empty place. Face. No thoughts.
No thoughts because the spiral is taking all of your thoughts, your eyes feeding them in all concentration on a purely visual level, focusing all of your intent, all intent except 1. All parts of your mind let down a maze of twists lines, except the part of you listening to me, slipping in, lipping into the back of your head, running over you like a pleasant summer breeze, filling you with airy, lovely light and purpose. Such a simple purpose. My voice massaging your brain and making you feel good, making you feel limp and unable to move. My voice like silken strands running lightly over you, holding you in place, holding your mind down in an embrace of affectionate power, dropping down and fading away.
You would think all of the movement, the shiny points begging for engine would have your eyes flitting around, racing like a dog after a cat, tireless, relentless, but that's not the case. Your eyes just focus on that one spot. All of the movement and color become stillness and blankness in your mind. Feel yourself floating down to it, finding you can visualize yourself inside your mind even as your eyes remain open and staring into the screen. A formed thought, a picture you sense without height down deep, deeper, pupils dilating, eyes growing heavier, delving deeper and deeper inside yourself, responding only to the stimuli Eli of my voice, my words, the only focus you have left, sinking in, sinking deep.
In just a moment, you will hear my voice, mic lips becoming dead weight falling deep and heavy, and you feel everything else fade away as you drop into trance, consenting to being an observer, a passenger, letting me take the wheel, the stress, the worry away. You want this. It is your gate pod to peace and tranquility. Ready? I will count you down this first time.
It's so easy to just follow along, eyes following the spiral. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6. Everything already so hazy. It is harder to stay up than it is to go down. Down, down, 54, 32, down, down, 1, drop.
Eyes closed, mine blank. Drop. Twice as deep as before. Blank and and empty feeling good. In a moment, I will instruct you to open your eyes, and you will come back up out of trance.
The spiral will still be there, still pulling at you. And when I give you the command, the spiral will tuck you back in. Your eyes may stay open as your conscious mind is distracted, entranced tranced by the movement, the colors on the screen, or your eyes may go heavy and closed as you feel your mind sleeping under my words. Either way, deep, deep in trans. Come up for me now.
1, 2, 3, wake up. Eyes fluttering, opening, week. Still with me? Good boy. You're feeling drowsy.
Why don't you just drop? Four times as deep as before. Your eyes may stay open as your conscious mind is distracted, entranced by the movement, the colors on the screen, or your eyes may go heavy and close as you feel your mind sleeping under my words. Either way, deep, deep entrant. Come with me.
Let's have some fun. I'll take you up and down, up and down, like a roller coaster in your mind, each dip taking you deeper, twice as deep, 4 times as deep, 16 times as deep, exponentially delving deeper within your trance. Bound down deep wrapped in silken chains as my voice runs over you like softly wrapped unbending lengths steel, pleasantly clinking against your senses, touching and teasing, rubbing so radically over you, turning you more and more into my thrall. Enthralled by my voice. You won't even notice they're there.
They are just a comforting weight, keeping you bound to my voice. Each time we go up, it will be harder, more effort. Each time we go down, it will be easier. More chains comfortingly bound around you, so nice, and warm and safe. No reason to leave.
Happy and secure here with knee guiding and controlling you. Let's go up again. This time, as I count up, I want you to picture, that roller coaster. Feel that bit of anticipation swirling in your stomach as each number ratchets up closer to the top to being awake. You have no control over it, and yet it is still so hard as each number takes you up higher and higher, so ready for the plunge, the deep, twisting, exhilarating passion as you slide down, down exponentially deeper than before.
My voice is your rollercoaster pulling you up. 1, feeling as if you can hear the chains pulling on the wheels, bringing you up. 2, higher and higher into the sky, into waking mind. 3. Wake up.
Do you feel a sense of balance, of teetering on something amazing, something a bit scary, something fun. Good. Drop, drop down 16 times as deep as before. The trance stronger as you plunge sliding through a black, black blank tunnel as you, the you of yourself that can separate and see the rest of you pulled along, goes for a ride, spinning, turning, speeding past all reservations as you drop further and deeper inter trance drop deep down into my voice, my words, my world. Calm.
Relax in that place that comes after adrenaline when your body is spent and your mind content to just float. Just float for me as you float here, nice and deep, relaxed and open. I want you to see around you a palace, your palace. Not just a home base, but an idea of sexual luxury. Armor.
Umrys want an intent. Endless rooms, towers that soar, and dungeons filled with intense equipment. Take everything you know about the Middle East, Arabian nights and harems filled with beautiful, sex starved women. You, the sultan, the king of the land. See yourself on your throne, your gilded ceremonial robes flushes around you, comfortable, so easily manipulated so that lewd acts can happen in so quickly, so easily.
You are a man of power and stature with to very many wives, concubines that live in idle luxury, always so eager to see you in their room, each one a beauty, each one talented in her own way, and each lovely woman with her own perverse fantasies she needs to be satisfied by. And only 1 man allowed to touch them, to see them, to pleasure them. It is the tradition, your duty that you visit at least 1 of your wives or concubines each night, satisfy their needs while embracing your own inner lusts. My voice, the voice of your first wife, your queen, the ruler of your bordello. You have so many choices that I help you, guide you to fucking just the right one each night.
I keep your harem stocked with lovely women from all over the world. I train them personally. You have of your favorites, of course. You are visiting 1 tonight, Sasha. Your concubine scrawled in the arts of lovemaking, of pleasing a man.
Sasha loves to tease and to build your arousal. Every muscle in her body trained to please you in some way. Sasha. Of the hypnotic hips moving beautifully from side to side as she walks. So lovely as she moves, each movement graceful, perfect.
Little chimes singing lightly from the decorative golden chains circling her tiny waist. Sasha, perfectly shaped and formed, a lovely woman full into her twenties. Such a small waist, small feet, such tiny perfection. Everything about Sasha is petite, except hips, her breasts, and her large, dark eyes, lashes long and dark as they close slightly in pleasure at arrival. You always feel so strong when you come inside her.
Soft, and delicately almost on tiptoe, she greets you, glides around you, welcoming you with a delighted smile, a sweet, happy embrace, tiny, warm arms wrapping around you as she practically dances into your touch. Glee and bliss. Your presence fills her with delight, and she quickly removes all of your clothes, each movement as perfect does a choreographed dance, so deliberate? Such poise. Fingers clasped together, little symbols between them, her body covered and hidden by scarves, black and red, delicate lacy scarves as dainty as lingerie hiding just enough to make you want more.
Work. Her body's so perfect, a mystery to be unwrapped as she slowly moves away from you, hand touching against your chest as she sachets, hips gyrating up and down with each step as she starts to dance, leading you to her satin covered bed. She eats silky and luxurious against your skin as she pushes you down to enjoy her show. Ass firm as she moves, spinning around as her arms go up, scarves flaring like an upturned skirt as as you catch glimpses of her lovely skin, the tone and shades, such a lovely tan and olive complexion, just an amazing contrast against the black of her hair, a raven's mane of glory, cascading gating down from her back and flying into the air. She spirals around you, spinning as your mind goes down deeper into trance, experiencing the pleasure, the pleasure all around you as it sinks into you as you sink deeper, deeper, deeper, dancing her flat, slightly muscled belly, gyrating reading as she moves it, showing a mesmerizing display of flesh of control.
You can't look away, torn as you're focused on it, focused so strongly, torn between focusing and thinking about if she can control these muscles so well, your mind goes to what other bits of her she can squeeze at the right time, make move about in sensual milking emotions. She moves, and your eyes move with her as she trails her fingers along your skin. A quick gesture and when a scarf falls down. Only the tiniest bit of her breasts are covered by a few red scarves, almost bursting from them. It's a wonder they can hold her in.
Leave. It's jiggling and bouncing as she dances as she moves, toes painted red, creating patterns on the floor as she rubs against you, her body moving into yours as she tempts you, plays with you, seduces you by Your very center, you warm, hot cock starting to pulse to the beats of her chimes, leaning against her as she rubs her ass so teasingly up against you, just barely brushing as she moves past and another scarf falls down, 2 scarves tied into a piece of fabric between a thong in a garter, strapped to her so tightly it seems to disappear between her legs, disappearing into the folds of her labia, dampened and darkened. It's so clear how wet she is, how much She wants you. Each graceful movement concealing how much it makes those scars, the knot tied expertly in them, this knot rubbing against her clit with every movement. Sasha smiles directly at you as she is unable to hold in a moan, moving closer and closer to you.
Her face close to yours, she bites her lip with a wickedly innocent look as her hands move over your chest, rubbing, touching, Massaging her weight down as her hips sway, her pussy grows wetter, and she stares at you, challenging. Her hands move lower, finding and cupping your balls, rubbing them between her fingers as she bends down slowly from the waist, mouth hovering over the tip tip of your cock so close you can feel her breath warm and tantalizing, moistly brushing rushing against your throbbing cock head. Your hips unthinkingly move upwards, an attempt to shove inside lovely mouth, but she moves it inches away. The hand not playing with your boss comes up, Up to the scarf tying her tits in place, she pulls a simple looking knot and the scarves fall slowly floating to the ground, her lovely breasts so full and ripe, her tiny nipples perking out as the lovely dusky globes hang down from her bending low over top view, nipples teasingly touching against your thighs as she rubs them against you, by the teasing touches as you start swaying them back and forth and all around to create spirals of sensation against your skin, feeling those spirals of sensation running over you, little waves and touches of pleasure.
Breathing in her scent as your mind goes deeper and quieter, your cock growing harder and your balls feeling heavier, eyes glazed over in arousal. She He flicks her head up so she can send a wicked little chuckle your way as your eyes grasp onto hers So she takes the scarf, still warm from where it held her breasts, and brings it down, down, down to run it lightly over your straining cock. Red silk, growing damp as it touches your tip, she takes one end of the cell, taking care to put the bit covered in your yummy precum in her teeth where her tongue can taste you, using the tension created by her mouth and one hand to to run the silk lightly over your dick. A smooth sensation like warm, silky skin, brushing and running over you. You feel so good.
Your cock twitches into the silky fabric, groaning, her moans in tandem with yours, each movement serving to stimulate her clit deeper and deeper, in and out, in and out, the tip of your cock coming free as she slides against the silk around the base of your car, setting into a rhythm that teases and feels so fucking gut. In and out, in and out. You grab her hair as she releases the scarf from her teeth and slowly, meticulously lets the tip of her tongue on along the tip of your cock, swirling around the top in a spiral to catch every beat of cum leaking from your cock, delving her pink little tip side, the slit of your cock, so she can get every little bit. Sliding the silken scarf gently around balls. She uses both hands in her mouth, so close and warm to your cock, hook to make a special tie, snug and comfortable.
She wraps the silk round your cock and balls, binding them so every sensation you feel is even stronger, more intense as her fingers play lightly over them, as her mouth swallows your cock, taking you deep, so deep You can feel her throat tight around the head of your cock, squeezing as she uses the amazing control she has over your body to suck blow and massage your dick with her tongue and mouth. Warm and so welcoming. In and out. In and out. Your hands firmly grasping her hair, pulling her against you as you moan and thrust into or talented control, the most amazing blowjob as her hands seem to work independently of her mouth, manipulating the scarf tied around your shaft, rubbing it against your balls as your mind blanks in sexual bliss.
A euphoria Seems to come over you as she sucks harder, pulling up off your cock to take a breath before slamming her face back down, using every bit of art to bring you to the brink. You come closer and closer, in and out, in and out. Closer Sir and closer to coming inside her pretty little mouth. Closer as she takes you deeper, Deeper, she starts to move her head up, swirling her tongue expertly around your cock, trained to Only you, only your cock. She knows it like she knows her own pussy that she plays with every day, taking one hand you deep again.
Feel it, and again, each moan sending spikes of pleasure causing you to shiver with delight. In and out, in and out, coming closer and closer to bursting. She wants to taste your cum, wants to suck it, and wants to swallow it. She licks with no sense of shame, complete loss of control as she hungrily goes down on you, all attempts at Grace gone in her desire to make you shoot out. Warm, sticky cum she noses delicious.
In and out, in and out. Her mouth is taking your cock on a journey, and it's hot and it's wet and it's child to Wilde as you groan on the edge, and she pulls her mouth from your still twitching, needy cock, her breath coming fast as she smiles at you. Giving a low chuckle, she unbends, moves away, silken scarves hanging hanging from your cock, the only sensation left to you. She smiles as she strips away her last scarves. Completely naked, she poses for you so you can be entranced by a glorious body, slowly turning herself, as she shows you every graceful line and sexy curve, every bit of her perfectly formed.
She pushes your chest back down to the ground as she boldly climbs on top of you. Matching her hips with yours. She slowly lowers herself over you, slamming her pussy over your cock in one quick thrust. She starts fucking you, riding you from on top. In and out.
In and out. Her pussy instantly welcoming, warm, nice and tight around your cock, pleasure driving into you with each thrust like a jolt of sexual pleasure pulsing into you every time, in and out, in and out. The words forming in your mind bringing fucking to the fore of your thoughts, lusty sexual pleasure, in and out, in and out. Every time you hear them, you remember and feel the sensation of your cock sliding in and out, in and out of an amazing wet, hot, tight hold, gripping your cock as you're fucked. In and out.
In and out. She goes fast from the start, rough thrusts to feel you deep inside of her, a quick onslaught that takes you by surprise. You are soon moaning in pleasure, eyes rolling back in your head as she takes you deeper. In and out. In and out.
Just as suddenly as she started, she stops, bringing her hips to a halt, then lowering herself on your cock until her clit resting against your stomach. She has your entire cock inside her, staring you right in the eyes. She smiles as She concentrates, your eyes trapped on her as you feel the most delightful surprise. Squeezing and rippling pulse along your cock buried in her warm pussy. She can control the muscles in her vagina so well you can contract them at will.
Not just 1 muscle, but several that she can independently squeeze in an gently squeeze in an almost milking sensation for your cock. Just a soft, warm, pussy, firmly squeezing using your cock. It feels so good. You just lay there as she moves on top of you, ass wiggling and moving against you, rippling pulses of pleasure. She breathes in and out, in and out as she contracts the muscles in her pussy.
In and out. In and out. Her stomach almost seeming to role, so sexy and fit as she works her muscles and fucks you without thrusting. In and out. In and out, contracting, releasing the most amazing pleasure you have ever felt.
No requirement from you like a blowjob. You relaxed back as her wet, hot pussy does the work, squeezing your cock with her cunt nice and tight as she clenches and releases, moaning, groaning, breathing heavy as she takes her pleasure from you, milking your cock. You never knew pleasure like this existed. So intense and wonderful. So easy to sink, sink deeper, and just drop into the pleasure.
In and out, in and out. Your mind goes in and out of focus as the waves of pleasure crash over you again and again. You Feel the pleasure forming inside of you into an audible form of rumbling of sexual lust being fulfilled. Feel it growing and building in your belly, moving up up your chest, a moan, a low groan coming up and up and up, ready to break forth from you at the intense pleasure. Go on.
Moan for me. Let it out, giving expression to the pleasure you are feeling. It feels so good moan. So warm and wet as she clenches, and her pussy tries to suck your cock deeper inside of her as you moan with the pleasure. That's it.
That's right. Just lay back and enjoy as she rides you. Sasha is stunning, her long hair cascading down her back across her ass, swaying back and forth as her chest moves over top view. Her stomach, so sexy, looking deceptively soft, only showing faint outlines of her strong axe. So fascinating to stare at her stomach as it moves, in and out, in and out as she uses her pussy to squeeze ease and release on your cock, not just in one place, but all along your shaft.
A rippling wave of pulsing pleasure as she shows control of her body, of her ability to use it to bring you pleasure. Breasts bouncing above head up and down, up and down, as in and out, in and out. You breathe. She clenches. Your cock feels pleasure.
She almost seems to be dancing on top of your cock. Her knee is coming up as she eyes as a bit off of your cock, only holding half of you still inside of her, still squeezing and milking as your sensitive tip is brought into a tighter spot, hands rising above her head, starting to chime her little finger cymbals, making her breasts seem even fuller, even perkier, so plump and round as she holds them up. You bring your own hands up to grab them. Touch them. Press her flesh and tease her nipples between your fingers.
She arches her back as she throws head, a lovely sheet of midnight silk brushing your skin as her hair is tossed in her pleasure. She stares you in the eye and start speaking to you, soft whispers you strain to hear. For me. Drop for me nice and deep. Breathe for me.
With each breath. You will hear my chime. Feel it run through you. Breathe in. 1, 2, 3.
Hold it. Release dead. 1, 2, 3. Good. In one, 2, 3.
Feel it filling you. Release it. 1, 2, 3. Good. Each chime serving to take your mind deeper, dropping you down into irresistible rant.
Going even deeper with each chime, her fingers, so delicate as they come together, weather, bringing a chime and a drop in your mind, a drop into trance, deeper into a happy, relaxed place where you are simply more open. Her pussy continues to contract around your cock, squeezing, then loosening, then squeezing again, all along your length as she lowers her body, quickly thrusting down on top of your cock again. No thrusting. She whispers in your ear as she pushes you firmly against the bed. I'm going to take care of you, your mind going deeper and down with each chime, your cock growing harder murder inside her.
In and out, in and out. Her eyes hazed over with lust, she rides you, thrusting while she contracts her pussy, sending into a hazy world of lust and pleasure, your sensitivity building and building, your cock feeling each pulsing, clenching of her pussy more intensely, more pleasurably, with each and every thrust as she moves over top of you. In and out. In and out. You Feel the intense waves of sexual pleasure pushing and pulsing through you again and again, growing stronger, more tense, in and out, in and out.
She takes you. She plays with you. She leans down to gently catch one of your nipples in a chime, Squeezing her fingers slowly together as down lower, she shows off her control by squeezing your cock at the same slow, intense, inching increase of pressure. Tighter, tighter, your body senses in conjunction, anticipation of the sharp, quick pain of the pleasure, of the increase in sensation gin as she tightens. It feels so good, but so intense as you groan, and she releases her muscles, her fingers, your nipple, your cock, moving her body quickly upwards, almost off your cock, and then to Lamb down, impaling herself hard with you shoved up deep inside of her.
Chimes still ringing, keeping your mind deep and entranced. Your focus is pleasure, deep, intense sexual pleasure as waves of orgasmic enjoyment ripple over your skin, your cock pulsing now, pulsing to her thrusts, to her clenching pussy, dripping. She pulls up and slows for a moment. You can feel the moisture from her dripping pussy drip, drip, dripping down The shaft of your cock, a slight breeze coming in through a window causing a light sensation of coal from how dampened with her juices your shaft is. Your eyes stare at 1 particular drop of moisture Dripping slowly down your shaft, she starts counting.
Down. She's counting. Down. Each number causes your body to feel tense spike of sexual pleasure, each time sending your mind spinning deeper, allowing you to feel the pleasure so much stronger. Each in and in and out, causing sexual images and fantasies to flick through your mind, arousing you more and more as your pleasure builds and builds in the front of you, feeling it warm and filling you.
She's slowly sliding herself down in, your hands around her hips as you squeeze vaults of delight. She slips over top of you, slippery as her pussy welcomes every inch of your cock back inside where it is warm and wet and gripping as she moans, and you move into her. So deep Buried into the hilt, in and out, in and out. The pleasure pressure building as you build towards a climate. Build towards an orgasm until you know you can no.
You can't hold back much longer as your body strains and oncely weaves On the precipice of a jump, the edge of an eruption of decadently sensual pleasure. Building stronger and stronger. In and out. In and out. She fucks you and rides you, her body writhing in pleasure as her own orgasm comes closer.
That's what She's counting too. You've been training her, helping her to control her orgasms. 66. The longer she holds The stronger, I guess. Her game of teas and denial goes both ways.
You've Been denying her for days. Her body shudders over top of you as she comes closer, fucks you harder. In and out. In and out. Deeper.
Faster. Coming so close, she speeds up. Thrusts becoming stronger and faster and harder and feeling so intensely good as her eyes go primal and she fucks you like a wild woman. Hard and fast. Life.
Nails running over your skin, digging in with wild abandon. Her pussy swallowing your cock deeper and Deeper again and again as she fucks you. In and out. In and out. Yes.
Yes. 1, come for me. Come now. Permission given, she spasms over top of you as she cries out for pleasure. Juices erupting and flowing over your cock as it squeezes you even harder than before, contracting from her orgasm as she climaxes around your cock.
In and out. In and out. A good girl. She knows to keep fucking you. Keep thrusting her tiny body over your meaty cock to milk it of every bit of pleasure, trying to milk every bit of cum she can from your cock, Feeling now almost as if a hand was squeezing the base of your cock tightly, so though tightly bringing all of you come up into the tip.
Her body's strong as she lifts up a bit only to slam herself back down round again and again, in and out, in and out, slowing, squeezing, milking, moaning as she pulls up and off of you, smiling as she lets out a satisfied day. Thank you, master. She moves back closer, coming to feel your warmth, head nestling into your shoulder, long lashes closing. Now it's time to bring you out. It looks like you got lucky tonight.
You should come visit Sasha again sometime. She needs to practice her kegels on you. You know? Now when I say 5, you will wake up. You will be a little hazy, but that will shake off in a few moments.
Feel free to just Lay there for a moment, though. 1. Start feeling your body come back alive life and in your control. 2. Stretching out a little bit.
Starting to feel really good. 3. Feeling awareness come back into your mind as you find yourself able to focus on anything you want. 4. Wide awake.
5.