[F4M] Toys [Hypnosis][HFO][Prostate Orgasm][Pegging][Bring your own Butt Plug/Aneros][Fdom][Affectionate][Sadism][Whip yourself for me][Snaps][Pain][Tickling][Triggers][Conditioning]you to be more of a [Masochist][Restraints][Long][73 minutes]

Let's play with some toys, shall we? Why don't you show me yours, and I'll show you mine. There's just a few things I want you to collect for me before we begin. 1 is a feather. 2, a blindfold, or something you can cover your eyes with.

Three. Something that is meant to go into your butt. And any accompanying lube or Clean up supplies you like to have on hand to help with the mess after. And 4, Try not to be too scared by this one, a cable, from a phone or anything else, really. This file involves pain within trans.

Wouldn't it just be nice if we connected that a bit to pain in real life? It'll certainly be more effective. So the most important thing you'll need is something to shove inside you. When I take you down into my world, inside your trance, guided by my words and irresistible control of you, I want to make sure you really feel it when I fuck you. And whether you think you're going to like it or not, You're going to like it.

So pick a toy for me to shove inside you. You can just think of this …

Let's play with some toys, shall we? Why don't you show me yours, and I'll show you mine. There's just a few things I want you to collect for me before we begin. 1 is a feather. 2, a blindfold, or something you can cover your eyes with.

Three. Something that is meant to go into your butt. And any accompanying lube or Clean up supplies you like to have on hand to help with the mess after. And 4, Try not to be too scared by this one, a cable, from a phone or anything else, really. This file involves pain within trans.

Wouldn't it just be nice if we connected that a bit to pain in real life? It'll certainly be more effective. So the most important thing you'll need is something to shove inside you. When I take you down into my world, inside your trance, guided by my words and irresistible control of you, I want to make sure you really feel it when I fuck you. And whether you think you're going to like it or not, You're going to like it.

So pick a toy for me to shove inside you. You can just think of this as the warming up process, the stretching out to stretch you out so you can take this nice, thick Cock I have strapped to my hips right now. I bet you were a bit disappointed by the picture that goes with this file. A bit sad you don't get to see it attached to me inside of me, straps caressing the curve of my waist and reaching so intimately between my legs. It's nice and warm there.

Nice and hot. But that picture should draw your interest back for a moment because that is my strap on. That is my nice, fake cock. And that is a nice, big bit of black silicone that has shoved inside of me right now. And you will be taking the other half of it all the way inside you.

So look close. Take a very thorough mental picture. When I shove it inside you, you won't be able to see it anymore. Just feel it. I've put it on right now while recording.

I'm touching it right now, stroking it, thinking about how it is going to feel, The top of it touching and pressing into my clit as I slam into your ass. It's so Big inside me, this double ended dildo. I feel so full. Honestly, just sitting down makes it press. Well, the sides you'll be taking in is bigger still.

So take whatever toy you have and prepare it. And arrows are fun, so our butt plugs of all shapes and sizes. Just so long as it is something meant for your ass. While the idea of you explaining things to an X-ray tech amuses me, Please don't be a dumbass. Stick to safe toys that will come out after I am done fucking you.

Just gather it all for now. I'll tell you when I want you to put it in. For this scene, I would also just love it if you had a blindfold. I'll be using mental bondage to keep you in place and, well, something over your eyes. Covering and blacking out everything else will help reinforce our fun.

Anything will do. Just wrapped over your eyes. So even when you open them, the stimulation of vision is taken from you. Holy fuck. I can feel this thing, like, throbbing in me, and maybe that's just me throbbing around it.

A feather should be easy. And the cable? Well, you'll find out. Don't ask questions or bother wondering why. Just be a good boy and obey.

Trust me to take care of you even when I'm hurting you, easing you, controlling you. Just gather everything together and, yeah, I'll give you a moment. I have quite the collection. And I do so love to bring my toys out. Show them off.

And, of course, play with them. Play with you. Now, just relax. We'll start slow. Start sweet.

Will you be my sweet boy and do what I tell you? Mhmm. I just know you will be. So Let's get started. Since you've already gathered everything together, I guess we just need to prep you.

I want you naked for me. Sea to it. All close off. Strip down until there is nothing touching your bare flesh but air. Mhmm.

And just take it in. Close your eyes. Focus on how your body feels. The heaviness of mortal skin. In some ways, just having a body makes you feel held in, restrained.

But more on that later. For now, just pay attention to what your body notices and feels. Since you are naked, you might think there is not so much. But if you really focus, You'll find so many interesting observations and experiences. Just quiet your mind and still your body.

Notice the temperature, how the air feels as it dances against your skin. Notice the relaxing of your muscles as you breathe. If you concentrate, You can feel vibrations, the vibration of being alive, the thump of your heartbeat. Let your mind come in tune with your body. Embrace who you are.

Let a calmness and a stillness fall over you in a shroud of peace. Notice how very easy it is to just listen, to just exist, To just be mine for a bit. You don't even need to be entranced yet. Following my commands is a space in itself, and all you have to do is listen and obey. And you will feel everything I tell you, starting with the intangible, The air against your skin.

Feel even the faintest of tendrils from the displacement of air breezing near your body. Like a little self with touches and teases. And since your concentration is on it, these Feelings grow stronger. Feelings always grow stronger when you concentrate on them. Let it happen.

Feel it tingle. Starting in your hands, your wrists, The touches of the air just starting to tingle, to excite as if faintly humming with electricity as the sensation travels, moving both slow and fast up your arm. It's as if the Sensation comes in 2 parts, and one part is slow and steady as it rises and warms and moves up, while The other bit of sensations dance us quick against your skin. A tingle of sensation, not quite pleasure, though. At a loss of how to categorize that, your mind may very well recognize it as such.

A tingle of pleasure that travels to your upper arms, across your shoulders, and up your neck, Warming your cheeks just faintly before clashing into your head with intense sensation that just makes your whole body tingle. Good boy. Does that help make you tingle? Now you are in tune with your body, ready to truly appreciate and Vividly capture sensations as I give them to you. Open your eyes.

Next to you, there is a feather. Pick it up, and now close your eyes. Find your center and open yourself up to the conscious Just acknowledgment of all you feel. Take that feather and tease it against your skin. Just your arm at 1st, light and gentle.

Just a tip. Running it so it just barely touches the little hairs on your arm. Focus on the sensation that this causes. With your eyes closed, save and store this feeling so that any time a feather is mentioned, your mind has for this gentle and teasing sensation. I'll take that feather and find your most sensitive spot.

Come on. You don't have to be hypnotized to serve. Have you yet realized the loss of control itself is the true joy you receive from me, my dominance, and your obedience, and we don't need to pretend it is all because brainwash you. No. It's because you want it.

You want to be a good boy, a good little slave But so just obey. Just brush this feather against all of your most sensitive spots. Tickling is truly just a mental state. You can't really tickle yourself, even given the exact same stimulation as someone else would. So tickle yourself now, and bank the feelings, and know that they will be amplified until you are just squirming for me later.

As you tickle with your eyes closed, I want you to think the word tickle. And for the next 20 seconds or so, I want you to run that feather over the most sensitive parts of your body, focusing intently on the feeling while I say the word in various forms. Really feel the connection between my words and the tickly sensations you feel. Now. Bae.

Tickle. Tickle. Tickle. Tickle. Tickle.

Tickle. Tickle. Tickling. Mhmm. Tickle.

Tickle. Tickle. Tickle. Tickle. Tickle.

Tickle. Tickle. Tickle. Tickle. Tickle.

Tickle. Tickle. Tickle. Tickle. Tickle.

Tickle. Tickle. Tickle. Tickle. Tickle.

Mhmm. Tickle. Tickle. Tickle. Tickle.

Tickle. Tickle. Tickle. Tickle. Tickle.

Tickle. Tickle. Tickle. Tickle. Tickle.

Tickle. Tickle. Tickle. Yeah. Tickling.

Tickle. Tickle. Tickle. Tickle. Tickle.

Tickle. Tickle. Tickle. Tickle. Tickle.

Yeah. Good boy. Son to sweet boy. Open your eyes and put down the feather. Next up is the whip.

I mean, cable, which you will use to whip yourself. Don't be afraid it's just going to be a little bit of pain. Not more than you can take. Not this time, anyway. You want to be a masochist.

It's a wonderful thing. Pain is pleasure, and you like pleasure. Pleasure at its Core is just very intense sensation, and so is pain. And so it is so very understandable that In many people, those wires cross, connect, and it all happens in your head in which chemicals are released when exposed to certain stimuli. So it is just so very easy with proper conditioning For me to help your mind and body experience pain as pleasure, partial pleasure, as the sting of pain still resides.

But you aren't a pussy, are you, my pet? You can take a little pain for me, Can't you? I mean, real physical pain that will leave real marks. I love leaving marks. So sit up, be my sweet boy and slave, Just focus on what I'm about to say for this vial and only for this vial.

While some remnants may reside inside your mind and carry over into others, I want this only to be so long as you enjoy it. When you hear me snap my fingers, you will feel my whip. And to properly condition you, you must feel the sting of the whip. So bend that cable in half and hold it in your dominant hand. Move your hand until it is holding a comfortable amount of loop.

To find just the right length, practice and lightly snap the loop over your shoulder opposite from the hand it's in so it hits the top of your back. Once you have found a good length for this, do it again. Harder. Enough to just feel a bit of a sting. Right now, you can keep it comfortable, Barely if even painful at all.

But in a moment, I am going to snap my fingers. And with each snap, you are going to whip your back. Eyes closed, careful with your concentration. Be very careful not to hit your face If that is even a risk, you are doing it wrong. Your fist should be passing the side of your face with the cable coming down onto your back.

And with each snap, You will strike hard enough to hurt, to sting, to let you really store feeling and this sensation to leave a bit of a physical reminder for later. Do not make yourself bleed or cause any irreparable harm. Just smack that cable into your back whenever for a snap and know that I am whipping you with each snap. It's simple. Now hit, Whip.

Strike. Harder. Good boy. Let those endorphins fill you. You can take it just a bit more for me.

Good boy. Good boy. Now stop. Relax. Release the cable from your grip.

That's all. Store those sensations in your mind. These connotations, these connections, I can draw out of you. A point of reference is, always so useful, especially when it's recent. But I bet you were waiting for something else, another physical sensation you are eager to feel.

So I will give you a minute. I will just moan and say some dirty things while you take your time and start getting that if you're stretched out, think of whatever you put in there as a smaller version of my fake cock. A little Plunk to prepare you so I can have a smooth ride without having to worry about you tightening up on me. Just lube it really, really good. You can keep your eyes open for this.

Just go easy, and, There's no need to shove it in with no foreplay. Tease around the entrance. Nice and lubed up. You can start with a finger if you're feeling dirty, or just start Rubbing the toy around your hole, rimming the entrance and getting it slick, Wet. And let's check my strap on, and I'll get myself nice and wet as well.

Did you know when I stroke Kid, I can feel it reverberating through the silicone all the way to the part of it shoved inside my pussy. Even when I'm not Clenching on it. I can still feel like it's vibrating deep inside of me. When I stroke, I like to go All the way up to hover around and tease the tip of the cock and all the way down. So first, my palm hits my clit, And then I circle my hand around the cock so I can use my thumb to tease on it, play with my little mutton until I Can't stand anymore before going back up, up the shaft.

Now don't get distracted. I want you penetrated. Pinned on a nice thick cock connected to my body, connected to inside my body. So just start pushing it inside you. Start Pushing it in just a little bit inside, prodding gently but insistent, Just a bit, then giving in to your tight little asshole's resistance and coming back out.

Mhmm. But it feels so good stretching you, rubbing against the sensitive flesh of your entrance, Pushing in again a bit more firm. Make that hole give way to me. Take it in for me. Good boy.

Bringing it out just a bit And thrusting in deeper. Good boy. Deeper. Deeper with each thrust. Less and less of it coming out.

More and more of it going In deeper, deeper. You can do it. On the way on the way in until the thinnest part pops into place, and you feel full. Good boy. Mhmm.

That will be staying there a while, so no need focus on it just yet. Wipe your hands if you need to and put your blindfold on. Lay back? I think I think we are ready to begin. Now, just relax.

Just breathe, Nice and deep. Nice and even. You're already in a sobby head Space. You've done so good and followed all of my commands. Just like a good slave boy always should, Compliance brings reward.

Obedience brings release. Surrender your mind. Present me with your free will. Offer your obedience. Because it just feels so good to do so.

Relax. Breathe. Let your muscles unwind with each breath. You are already so in tune with your body, and all I ask is you continue to feel that connection. Right now, it's okay if you don't want to think.

Thinking is so complicated. Letting your mind sleep is so simple. Just letting your conscious mind hibernate. Sink back into a comfy den In sleep, focus on just being, just being a good boy as Any distractions just fade out of your awareness. You are feeling intense sensations from inside your ass right now, And that's okay.

That's right. Let those sensations for now just mix in with all the other background stimuli that may present itself. This includes any thoughts outside what you are told to think. It's just chatter, just noise, easy to dismiss from your awareness, easy to put away. Just relax.

Just breathe. Nice and deep. Nice and even. Just like a good slave boy always should. Compliance brings reward.

Obedience brings release. Surrender your mind. Present me with your free will. Offer your obedience, because it just feels so good. Eyes closed under the weight of your blindfold.

Even if you were to open them, you would see nothing. Your sight is stripped from you, unnecessary. And just like any other stimuli that I deem unnecessary, your mind naturally Julie marks it as unimportant to be ignored for right now. Only my words and my voice are important. And by being nice and still and breathing deep and even, your mind is free to focus on my voice, to feel so good as you simply follow my voice.

As I lead you down, Down, deeper. Feel my words pulling you deeper, each One grabbing and sinking you down, lulling you into a relaxed and calm state being so peaceful, so easy to obey, so easy to relax already deep into subspace. Already such a good boy, my sweet Boy, all ready to go even deeper for me, to drop for me. Slave, drop. Compliance brings reward.

Obedience brings release. Surrender your mind. Present me with your free will. Compliance. Bring Offer your obedience.

Obedience? Because it just feels so good. Surrender your Relax. Present Breathe. With your free will Go deeper.

Offer Release yourself from Aversive thoughts and simply accept my words as your truth. Relax. And your truth is your reality. Go deeper. You are in a state where You are highly suggestible.

And since you are naturally submissive, for you, this means your mind is like a puppy and so Badly wants attention. Highly suggest rings Wants to do tricks and to be told what to do. Your mind. And every time you obey one of my commands. You receive my attention.

You're obeying Positive attention. Because it And condition yourself to want and need to follow more of my commands. Breathe. The more you follow, the more you obey. Yourself from support The deeper you go and simply the better you feel is your truth.

And the happier you are. The more truth is your reality. Compliance brings reward. You are in a state where Obedience brings release. The best Surrender your mind.

And a happy Present me with your free will. Compliance Offer your obedience. Obedience brings because it just feels so good. Present me with your free will. Breathe.

Offer. Go deeper. Because it just feels so good. Compliance brings reward. Obedience brings release.

Surrender your mind. Present me with your free will. Offer your obedience because it just feels so good. Relax. Breathe.

Go deeper. Release yourself from subversive thoughts and simply accept My words is your truth, and your truth is your reality. You are in a state where you are highly suggestible. The more you follow, the more you obey. The deeper you go, the better you feel and the happier you are.

Relax. Relax. Compliance brings reward. Relax. Obedience brings release.

Surrender your mind, present me with your free will. Relax. Offer your obedience. Relax. Relax.

Because it just feels so good. Sleep. Take your ankles. Stretch them out and cross them. Feel as if If they are bound together, leather straps binding them tight.

Even if you want it, there is no escape. You cannot move them, and you cannot free yourself until I release you in whatever form I choose. I flip you onto your stomach, leaving your back and ass bare to me. Good boy. Compliance brings reward.

Obedience brings release. Surrender your mind. Present me with your free will. Author your obedience because it just feels So good. Relax.

Breathe. Go deeper. Slave. Take your arms and stretch them above your head. Stretch and stretch and touch your hands together as Stretch and relax.

Relax. Wrists crossed against each other. Hands high above your head but still resting on the bed, feeling thick, tight Leather straps, wrapping around and binding you down, pinning you to the bed, able to shift about for comfort, but unable to separate your wrists or bring your hands down until I release you, However I see fit. You are mine, and such a cute toy. I love toys.

I I have a massive collection. You should feel proud to be a part of it since you really are Just another one of them. Another toy. My toy. Sleep boy.

Just relax. Relax. Know that you are bound up and unable to move your wrists or ankles from their position until I release you Go deeper. However I see fit. Go The rest of your body, however, is able to move and to squirm.

Relax. Relax. Feel to Right about like the little slut you are while I torment you. And no matter how much I torment you, There is no escape, no possible way to be free. You may beg as much and as loudly as you want, but no release will come until I say so.

You are just a toy, so very fun to play with. Your entire purpose is to be played with, and so you are always so very happy when I play with you. The desire to prove pleasing and to be a good boy is a very natural part of you. So no matter how intense the sensations I give our, no matter how much you score him and shout. You cannot move your wrists or ankles.

You can pull at them, feeling as you do the resistance of leather straps holding you tight. Pull for me. Try. Try and find how firmly you are held. It's fun to struggle, And yet so pointless.

You cannot escape. Your body is held down, and it feels good. Relax. Relax to the feeling of being trapped, of being restrained and helpless. And for the next few moments, no matter what you here.

You cannot move. Just feel your mind syncing with the silence. Just floating. Your body is held down, and it feels good. Relax into the feeling of being trapped, of being restrained and helpless.

Plus, so many parts of you. So very helpless. Your arms high up leaving preciously sensitive underarms exposed. Ready to be played with. You can't see me?

The blindfold ensures that. All you have to know where I am is the sound of me moving around you, the sense and the feel of a prey being stopped by a predator as I walk around from side to side, touching here and there, leaving you no way to know where I will strike next. What I will do to you. The anticipation and excitement fills you. Your breathing quickens.

You cannot escape. Your mind going within deeper to find a stored memory of being tickled of the sensations, not just from yourself from earlier, but going back even earlier to when you were younger. Recall a moment when you were tickled till you screamed and shouted and giggled. How intense it was. Remember who did it?

How long? How fun it was? But most of all, remember that intense sensation of needing to get away, that incense tickle. Connect those feelings together and bind them to the word. Tickle.

Even though your conscious mind sleeps so sweetly now, your Conscious mind was eavesdropping, was cataloging the sensations as I made you play earlier. And It is just so easy for your subconscious to comprehend my intent and facilitate my will, making it So whenever you hear any form of the word tickle from me, you feel the intense sensation of being tickled. And because you are being tickled. Each consecutive tickle increases intensity, increases your desire to score him away from the too intense physical sensation. The air becomes thicker as I lean in close.

As you feel a tickle against your chest, a soft gentle brush from a attached to a stick I hold in my hand. I run it along your skin, up to circle your nipples, down to play against your belly. It tickles. Just a little bit at first, but It tickles. And every time I say tickle in any form, you will feel that sensation of intense an intense tingling that will make you gasp and moan as it grows stronger.

Every time I eye and only eye. Say tickle or 5 tickling. Tickle. Tickle. Or tickling.

Tickle. It makes you ticklish. Such an intense sensation as I tickle your belly. Tickle. As As I move the feather, bring it to the right side of your torso to where you are just so sensitive, and I run And down.

Tickle. Tickle you as the urge to squirm runs through you. Tickle. Tickle. Tickle.

Tickle. Tickle. Tickle. Tickle. Tickle.

Tickle. Tickle. You shift your body to the left as you try to escape my feather on your right, tickling you. Tickle. Tickle.

Teasing you as I move it slowly, torturously teasing Tickle. Tickling up your side towards your You are helpless because you know the path I'm taking and squirms so much. My tickling causing an increasingly powerful trickling of sensation to make you gasp and moan and try Tickle. Trying to get away. Tickle.

But you fail. Tickle. Fail to escape because there is no place to escape. Your arms are bound above your head, and I am merciless as I bring my feather down to tease against your skin and tickle you. Tickle y.

Again. Tickle. Tickle. And again. Tickle.

Squirming so much now. Tickle. Tickle. Poor baby. It tickles so much, doesn't it?

Your skin becoming more and more sensitive with each Passing slide of the feather. Tickle. Tickle. I move it up, up towards a part of you you just know it's going to be ticklish. Tickle Up back towards that armpit.

Tickle. Some very, very ticklish. And Tickle Wear your stretched out arms. Leave your pit so helpless as I run my feather over it. Tickle.

And you squirm. Tickle. Squirm and are held fast as I tickle you. Tickle you again. Tickle.

Tickle. Tickle. Tickle. Tickle. Tickle.

Tickle. Tickle. Tickle. Tickle. Tickle.

Tickle. Tickle. It's so much fun. You are so sexy when one for me. Tickle.

All that wriggling flesh and contracting muscles. Cycle. I adore it. You know what else I adore? Hurting you.

Not Emotionally, I'm not that cruel, but, and not permanently. Why break one's toys except to noise no one will see for the purpose of making them better. I take good care of my toys. Boys. I always strive to make them better, but I am a sadist.

You knew that coming in. And I always have to repress myself to a certain degree Because I take such delight, such sexually gratifying joy in hurting you, causing you pain. Watching you squirm as the whip tickles your flesh is just so fucking lovely. I need it. I need you.

Broken and defeated at my feet, all resistance torn from your flesh until you are nothing but a blubbering object. Not even a person, just a reflection my will. I love that feeling as if I've had a good workout. That satisfied release from my efforts against your skin, and yet I feel affection for you. I like you.

I want you to enjoy our play just as much so I can keep hurting you. And so I can only hurt you so much you can take. But just like with bigger and bigger toys in the ass, acceptance of pain is something that can be trained, something that can progress, something that can be conditioned. And you wanna Make me happy, don't you? Want to suffer for my pleasure?

I know you do. You know what is best. It's best to comply. Best to be my toy. To be used.

Abused in such fun ways. I'm going to whip you. My whip is long and leather and black mixed in with blue braiding. Such a I need to feel how soft it is as I rub the leather against your skin. It's brand new, so the Colors still pop.

The brilliant shiny blue leather I had made special. Mixing so beautifully with the black, so new you can smell the ski scent. I just love it. I can make it crack, And soon, I will do that to your back. Don't worry.

I promise not to break the skin, just to leave marks on your bound body, little red welts you will cherish until they You will always cherish marks I give you. Marks given in the heat of the moment my cold calculation during a scene mixed with passion. Passion that gives rise to rising red all over you, and you will love each and every one. Every time you see them, you will remember our time so fondly. Every time you feel soreness in your ass from my penetration, you will remember our time so fondly, So excitedly.

Now in a moment, I am going to snap my fingers. When I do, I want the clear image of me in your head, dressed in your favorite bondage outfit for a woman. Hair and makeup Just as you like, my eyes piercing in dark, deep blue orbs that penetrate you to your Core, whip in hand, ready to be unfurled and snapped against you. And when I snap, When you hear me snap, you will feel pain, lovely, delicious pain, a Wonderful line of heat striking against your back. You remember how that feels?

Go back to how it felt earlier when I had you whip yourself for me, that quick sting and blossoming heat. Every Every time I snap, that feeling will burst in your mind. And since snaps have so long been associated with pleasure, and pain and pleasure just go so well together. Simply bind the 2 in your mind. My snaps, your pain and pleasure.

You know you can do it. You know you can do anything I tell you. Your mind is powerful, and it is just so easy to let me harness that to my my desires are your desires, and it is just so easy to relax. Relax. Realize the pain is a gateway, each strike sending you further and further into some space, into acceptance who you are and how good it feels to be claimed this way, how good it feels to be this way.

Submissive, owned, used, Mine. Are you ready, my good boy? Ready to suffer for me? To take pain and process It is pleasure. I know you are.

Good boy. My sweet boy. I'll count down on to the 1st snap so you can prepare your mind. 5, anticipate the feeling. 4, the pain.

3, the pleasure. 2, mixed. 1. Feel the crack of my whip against your skin, against your back. Sweet stunning agony in a line of fire that crashes into you again and again.

The heat hits you. When I pause, you feel as if your body is vibrating as it shudders at the shock to your system. Again, I raise my hand, tail of leather dripping from it. Feel it. Take it.

Take it, my good boy. Take the intense pain and recognize it for merely the sensation it is. That's all it is, a sensation. All pain is just sensation. And if you ride it, if you focus on it just right, You can flick a switch in your mind, and your brain will recognize it as more than just pain, more than just agony, but a sensation, the most intense sensation of all.

Just relax into it. Relax and let it take you deeper. Ease your mind. Ride it. Ride the pain.

And as you ride notice how your mind seems to escape it. Still feeling it. Feeling the intense lashing, the heat searing into your skin with each snap, each crack of my whip striking you, causing you intense pain. But your mind copes with it better with every strike. As you endure it, your tolerance grows.

You must remember, slave. Pain is an illusion. It is there to let you know something is wrong, but you can train your brain. No. Rather, I can train you into noticing that blaring warning going off and quieting it and just accepting it, accepting I will hurt you as much as I like, and then I really like to hurt you.

And feeling in this pain, release. Sweet, Wonderful freedom, shiving away all of your sins. It's cathartic. Each lash stinging but bringing so much release. Each snap taking you deeper as you sink deeper into a trance to help you get through it.

Feeling released from your worries, feeling punished for all of your guilt, and in this finding absolvement. Take it. You will take everything I have to give you and more. You would take so much more. Feeling that release hit you again and again.

And the more I hurt you, the more you see the truth of my words. The more you relax into your bindings and see squirming against your leather restraints. You may cry out as the whip strikes you, But that is a release all in its own and good. Good boy. But even though you cry out, Do you find a part of you has begun to accept it, to relax into it, to find release with each swishing sound, each burst of pain.

You find you concentrate less on the pain to where the sharpness fades into the background, overtaken by the heat and the release. Good boy. You find each snap, each hit starts to send you deeper into space deeper into a floaty, happy, peaceful place. Acceptance and submission overwhelm you, cover you. You are blissed out deeper.

Your mind sinks deeper with each hit, surrendering completely to me, completely to my Will and my whip. Good boy. Sweet boy. That's enough. There there.

It's okay. Good Relax into your bindings as I stroke your hair, as you feel my fingers gently massaging and rubbing over the welts on your back. You did so good. You were doing so good. Just relax.

Just Just enjoy subspace. Flirty and not quite here. Just float for me. Just float. Float as I stroke your back softly, my fingers caressing each twelt, approving over each raised red line signifying your complete Surrender to me.

My claim to you, you feel pride, intense fierce pride at knowing you took it all for me. Such a beautiful thing, your submission to my sadism, to our joined release. I too feel at ease now, my pet. At ease and released. Breathing, slowing, and relaxing as the high from dominating you continues to buzz inside me.

You are mine. I say it while stroking you, possessively looking at my claim on you, my marks. You will treasure You will feel them for the next few days. And every time you come back to listen to this file, you will feel them reapplied. You will feel my hits become more intense.

You'll take more pain for me and feel more release each time, finding it therapeutic, cathartic, finding it helps to relieve stress, but only from this vial. You will not seek pain from yourself or from an abusive situation. Only happy, healthy, kinky relationships and scenes, and dominant women who care will give do this release when you feel pain. Sadism mixed with affection is the most powerful tool for conditioning. I break you down, And then I comfort you, quickly induced Stockholm syndrome takes hold of your mind and emotions.

I whip you. I make you cry and in pain, and yet after I am Done. It is me you come to for comfort, for approval. You have my approval. You have done so good.

Good for you. Just flirt for a moment. As you drift here, so hazy, you feel me moving around you. I undo your binding so I can position you, flip you onto your back so you can feel your marks from our play rubbing against the sheets. You can squirm a little bit.

It's okay. Feel the heat and bruised pain. I lift your legs a bit and blindfolded. You cannot see what I do, but you can hear hear the down the latex stretch and snapping into place. Smelling the rubber as I glove one of my hands.

You can feel the cold, cool touch of my lubed fingers rubbing against your hole, Removing your plug but quickly replacing it with my fingers to tease at your rim and thrust inside. You do like that, don't to slot. That's right. You are my slot, my good boy. And you like having your little man pussy penetrated.

I can turn any part of you into a hole for me to fill. Your mind was easy. This hole will be easier still. You feel 2 fingers now thicker and wiggling as I shove them inside you? Since you were a boy and prepared yourself.

It's so easy for me to add a 3rd as well. You are grinding as I place your legs over my shoulders As I lean in close to breathe against your hot skin, to take my lips and run them from your taint up to the side of your balls, sucking lightly on them. Faint gentle pressure that feels so good As I shove my fingers in deeper and deeper, I'm going to fuck you brainless. It shouldn't be hard considering where your mind already is. Blank and blissed out.

My finger inside you, so please send you even deeper into a submissive headspace. Sweet trans. And as I pull them out, You know something else is going in. Your fingers clench into fists when I released your ankle I could spread you wide for me. I left your wrists entwined in the leather, your 2 hands bound together and connected to a single strip that connects to the top of the bed, simply spinning when I flipped you, leaving you still so very helpless, so very mine.

Mine as you feel something bigger, something denser touching against your entrance. Your mind could only imagine since your eyes covered into blindness. Remember my strap on? Nice and big. It's already inside me, and soon, its other half will be inside you.

Relax your ass. Get ready to take it. Take everything I give you because you can. You are my good boy, feeling the dildo press, insistent on being let in until with a moan you feel it enter you. It's It's almost like your ass sucks it in, so I'm greedy for it.

You greedy little slut. It's a little Bigger than you are used to, but you can take it. It's easy to take whatever I give you as as I push, moaning as I feel the dildo inside my pussy rubbing against my inner walls. Crying is with one good thrust, I'm burying myself inside you. All gentleness is gone now.

My pace quickly picks up as I slam into you. Lifting your legs high up, I hold them there as I fuck you as my strap on rubs against my clit, sending waves of pleasure into me as waves of penetrative pleasure slam into you again and again. I take one hand, and I wrap it around your cock. My eyes are on yours. Even though you have on your blindfold, I know where they are, and you can feel my Gaze sinking into you, dominating you, dominating you as my hand uses your cock as a handle, as I pull it towards me as I thrust inside of you, as I fuck you.

Fuck you as if you were a girl and missionary, your ankles almost at your head. Fuck you just the way you want, just the way you like, you dirty little slut. But I'm in charge. I'm in charge as I stroke your cock. I'm in charge as I thrust into you.

You control nothing. You can do nothing except take it as I fuck you, as I thrust into you, as you feel me penetrating you again and again, and feelings intense as that starts to rub against your prostate, as my cock inside of you starts to tickle tease, add it, stimulate it as that deep intense pleasure pushes into it again and again Until you feel something building, intense pleasure building as I fuck your ass, intense pleasure building as I stroke your cock, intense pleasure building as my other hand starts to come down, smacking on on you, smacking on your thighs, smacking on your chest, smacking and giving you little bursts of pain, smacking as it twists your nipples, tweaks your nipples, smacking as I fuck you again and again and and the pain and the pleasure they mix. The pain and the pleasure continue to grow stronger and build something inside of you. As one hand strokes your cock, the other hand twists your nipple. As one hand plays with your balls.

The other hand pinches and twists and teases. I smack down hard on your inner thigh. Your legs are spread before me. It's an easy mark, and the pleasure just shocks into you. The pain just drives into you and they combine.

And the endorphins that run, they become more powerful because there's 2 of them. Oh, there's more than 2. So many chemicals of pleasure, so many chemicals of sensation intensely twine in your find as I thrust and I fuck and you fucking take it. Take it, you dirty little whore. That's it.

That's right. Harder. Feel the pleasure building stronger. Feel your prostate getting all the stimulation it needs to start vibrating, to feel waves of intense sensation drifting over your entire body, rising over your entire body, washing over every single inch of you, condensing in Your head, condensing somewhere lower, condensing and growing stronger as I hurt you, stronger as I fuck you, stronger as I stroke you, stronger as I stroke you, as you get closer and closer and closer to something big, something beautiful, something marvelous and wonderful. And in In a moment, I'm going to stroke you so fast, so fast as I stroke inside of you so fast as you can feel my cock rubbing against the inner walls of your ass as every time I Pull it almost out, almost till the tip is just there, and I slam back in.

Slam harder. Fuck you harder again and again. You're a dirty little whore, and you can take whatever I wanna give you. You're a dirty little slut, and you want whatever I give you. Your ass is greedy, and it sucks me in again And again, as the dildo runs inside me, when my thrusts become more passionate.

I start to rock a little bit. I start to twist a little bit, twisting so my clit rubs, rubs into the edge of the dildo, rubs in as I thrust inside of you as I come closer, as the cock inside of me feels bigger. Me. Come hard. Come from your prostate.

Come from your cock. Come from your mind. Intense pleasure, intense sensations, All of them running and combining and building and bursting again and again and again, Running through you, eyes are thrust into you again and again and again, and your legs feel stretched, and you feel like a helpless little whore. You are a helpless little slut as I fuck you like the dirty little slut you are, and you just take gets you take it again and again and again and again and again, and it gets stronger. The sensations builds.

You feel them. You feel like you're shorting out. You feel like everything is bursting and bright and beautiful, and come come for me. Come for me, my dirty little slut. Feel that intense burst of pleasure bust out.

Bust. Burst. Sensations tickling across your skin, tickling as I tweak here and there, as I pinch, as I smack, as slap as I thrust as I fuck. As you take it, you take it, and you come for me. Come for me.

Come for me. Mine. Mine. My sweet boy. Feeling a sense of loss as I pull out as the cock, still drenched with lube, falls out to slap against your thigh I as I lower your legs and I pull back.

I moan as I take the other end out. The intense feeling of satisfaction and spent, drained, As I collapse next to you, cuddling up to your bound body, Not releasing you. Just resting my head on your chest as I take my hand and I stroke it, Bend down your body, feeling you, feeling what's mine. My good boy, My sweet boy, just relax. Just let your mind float.

Just enjoy this moment, this afterglowy acceptance of intense sensation. Just release. Feel me release your wrists, letting them come down to hold me as I hold you, as we hold each other and we float together in orgasmic and Happy bliss. Good boy. My sweet boy.

You did so good. So perfect, good boy, my sweet boy. Compliance is rewarded. Just drift. Drift and remember.

The next time you listen to this file, All of the sensations will become even more intense. The next time you come get fucked by me, you will feel going deeper and taking you deeper because that's how conditioning works. We override your brain and create a path inside of it. And every time we use that path, it comes a bit more permanent, a bit more pronounced, a bit more intense. My good boy, My my sweet boy.

You did perfect. Such a good little slut for me. I love using you and Owning you, but I want you to remember that all of these triggers only have these effects in this specific file. Any translations to other files will only be because you want them to be. Only so long as it feels good, as it feels right, as you are enjoying it, the sensations.

Good boy. My sweet boy. It's time to wake up. 1, 2, 3, feeling awareness coming back to you. 4, It's okay if you feel drained and spent and don't wanna move.

I'll stay with you for a little bit. I'll stay with you until your awareness is where it needs to be. And with that note in mind 5. Wake up. There you go.

Good boy. No. It's normal after I see and after I play with you to feel a bit worn out, To have your mind still be kind of hazy and not really sure what's going on. Coming back as if you were drugged and just It's like waking up from the nicest nap, isn't it? That's why aftercare is always so very important after an intense scene like ours.

Aftercare to let you know that I'm still here for you. And For as long as you need me, I will take care of you. It's where I wrap you with a blanket. I cuddle you in my arms. I stroke your hair, and I whisper sweet, not things into your ear.

That you're such a good boy, that you did so good. Everything thing was perfect. My perfect, perfect little bit. And I always enjoy this moment, This feeling of intimacy and closeness. This shared moment of a memory of what we've just done.

Feeling how it connects us on such a deep and primal level. How you so instinctively curl into me seeking comfort. Comfort after I've just hurt you so much. I need it too, this aftercare. You know?

I need to know that you enjoyed yourself, that you had fun, that I didn't go too far. I need to cuddle you just as much to reassure me that Everything is good and to help me wind down from my top space. As the adrenaline of hitting you and of fucking you kind of fades away. I'm left with my own sense of wariness, but in a good way, it's that gird exhaustion that it's very happy for me, and I need you with me during this time. I need you so I can know that I'm taking care of you, so the side of me that nurtures can come out, Replacing the sadism, wiping away your tears, kissing your head, and always, always telling you what a good boy you are, what a good job you did.

You did perfect, my perfect little pet. And it's great, and I feel great. And I know you feel great too. I ask you how it feels. Are you sore?

Are you okay? I give you water as you Sleepily, blissed out smile at me. And that smile, it just lights me up. It makes me feel so very protective, So affectionate? Because you're mine.