[F4M] Spellcast Slave [Hypnosis][Gentle Femdom][ASMR][SFX][Conditioned]to[Love][Devotion][Long][Story][Hot Librarian][Turns Wicked Sorceress][HFO]

Welcome back. Or maybe it's your first time. That's okay. We're just gonna have a bit of fun here. I'm so happy you could come join me.

I'm so happy you decided to join me. But before we get started, it's It's time to just relax for a little bit. Sit back with me while we have a cup of tea. Nice Not in steamy? So so good and relaxing.

No. If you've not been with me before, you might not know entirely what to expect. And that's okay. Really, I want you to go into this with no real expectations. Past a desire to relax a little bit and feel some pleasure in some form or another.

And, don't worry, you will. How far it goes? Well, and that depends a bit on how much you're able to let yourself go To fall into my words and into my power? Really don't worry. I know you are going to do just fine and that you're gonna have fun.

And, I'll be having fun too. But right now I want you to take this time to make sure everything is perfect And that you're not gonna be disturbed No one's gonna be opening any …

Welcome back. Or maybe it's your first time. That's okay. We're just gonna have a bit of fun here. I'm so happy you could come join me.

I'm so happy you decided to join me. But before we get started, it's It's time to just relax for a little bit. Sit back with me while we have a cup of tea. Nice Not in steamy? So so good and relaxing.

No. If you've not been with me before, you might not know entirely what to expect. And that's okay. Really, I want you to go into this with no real expectations. Past a desire to relax a little bit and feel some pleasure in some form or another.

And, don't worry, you will. How far it goes? Well, and that depends a bit on how much you're able to let yourself go To fall into my words and into my power? Really don't worry. I know you are going to do just fine and that you're gonna have fun.

And, I'll be having fun too. But right now I want you to take this time to make sure everything is perfect And that you're not gonna be disturbed No one's gonna be opening any doors on you, seeing you in compromising positions. Dim or turn off the lights? Silence your phone so nothing will interrupt us. Oh.

And then get comfortable either in loose comfortable clothing or naked is just fine too. You don't really want anything tight right now? Nothing that'll keep you from relaxing? Just I want your time with me to be special To be rejuvenating. Right now we're just having a bit of conversation.

I'm not gonna do anything to you yet. Right now I know that you're gonna do perfect, mhmm. All you have to do to do perfect is simply listen Try your very best your own day when giving commands. Make a good bet. A good subject.

Just relax. You know, I love to read. They always have Even when I was a little girl. My house growing up had a policy of, If you want money you need to earn it and so if me and my siblings wanted something We were paid in quarters for various chores a quarter from loading the dishwasher 50¢ for sweeping and mopping the kitchen floor. It was $2 if you cleaned the baseboards.

Though that one was a bit of a pain in the ass. You had to get on your knees and scrub, and, yeah. That just wasn't for me. But there was one thing that motivated me like No other books. I read over a dozen a week, and even visits to the library couldn't keep up.

Nor did they always have sequels and series and, nice long series were always my favorite. I would always save all of my money from chores and spend it on books. No. As you may know, bookstores are expensive, especially when you are earning quarters at a time. And so my favorite place of all was this little store tucked away on a street Called the booketeria It wasn't little to me though Now it had huge sweeping bookshelves higher than I could reach running as far as I could see Here it was a good trade in books I had already read And with a dollar on top get a new book a new story to suck me in Take me down Deeper and deeper and deeper into hidden worlds Marvelous adventures It was my favorite place.

Always had to be dragged away if we lived closer to it chances are I would have tried to live in it Spending every day there among the shelves. Every kind of book you could imagine. And unlike bookstores which sell current and popular only, which will have so many copies of all of their books, This little store quite often had just 1 copy of each book and This made the books better somehow in my adolescent mind And a bit of wear and tear on them was nothing but proof they had previously been enjoyed. I was rough on my books too, mind you. But to be fair, I was rough on everything.

I still am. Mhmm. But I love that place. I love the smell of it even. That musty feeling of sawdust falling around you.

The place so cramped Floor to ceiling endless bookshelves, no space wasted on displays just Books Books as far as the eye could see with aisles that just stretched You could wander lost circling and spiraling for hours Hours not because place was big Into my eyes, the poketeria truly truly was But because every few titles you just have to pull 1 out Sit quietly and read the backing for minutes considering each one There was always the inner battle of which to take, which to put back. I wanted them all. But often only I was able to buy 1 or 2. It was sometimes painful to trade in books. An agony all its own of which piece of my collection I would sacrifice for something new Tormenting as if abandoning a child first, of course going to the ones I just plain didn't like Didn't finish because they bored me shortly through those ones were easy just superfluous If I couldn't read them once, I would certainly not need them for a second time.

Then There were the ones that were decent. They were harder. What if I wanted to read them again sometime once I had forgotten them? That was a skill I had taught myself, you know? A both conscious and subconscious decision made to quickly forget what I've read, extending the amount of times I could read a book.

Read it and still have that trail of discovery as I turned each page Forgetting was so easy that remembering sometimes became very hard. Imagine. You know that feeling. You are so very capable of yourself. I will guide your dream corners.

Just enjoy one moment. But let every past moment light away across their a simply remembered pleasure. Oh, Michelle, the the sweeter being unable to grasp it. As in drows Getting lost is easy. But you can always just look to know the way take you off.

To where you are going. You don't need to make any decision around. Just Follow the story. Don't worry. Relax how you don't remember your way out.

Just enjoy it and let you immerse yourself into the world. Self that the wilder powerfully dreamed of the line builds up inside your head. So you even though your ears see text. Forever. So much more.

These archive, all pre draped paperback, reading the words surrounding you, seeing the feeling of Contentless appearing. An adventure to take. Is just absorbed into to explore new world. Consuming it. You're moving into the flesh and stretch of the mouth.

Instead, you see the world. Small details, not the world. Within these And visuals Stick your last in that of enjoyment you slowly sink way through the bookshelves. Do you dance into a very fiercely Soft, sweet, of happiness and take it in. The possibilities, the endless words, the spiraling pattern you walk Again, as your fingers and eyes drift lightly over the butt Just really.

Yeah. Pausing now and then to give an interesting title a second long. Some so familiar. You've read them before. If they were good, You probably kept them, so they don't need a second glance.

You can pass on. Relax, miss Morin. This is where you want to be, surrounded by stories. Knowing that soon, you will drop into a new world. And this is where you want yet fully Explored in the shipper section where rules may be different, mindsets, landscapes, screeching that soon you will drop And so different, oneness are special.

Explore is going to be possible. When your dreamy different, Mindset. Landscape. Can be special. Taking my stone off.

Sinking into the protagonist's shoes. So special. Exploring is a bard avatar of a goddess even. I wonder which one. Or maybe maybe you're just a spell cast's life.

My spell cast slave. My spell cast slave. Sweet spell cast slave. And see from the start of the aisle. You begin at z.

Fingers trailing from y, Moving along to x, titles sliding past in and out of your awareness. W. Each one making you happier and happier. V. Each letter a section of books, a section of knowledge within your mind.

You, A layer of consciousness you lightly graze as you smile and walk past. T. With each To let her forgetting more and more your purpose in coming here as which book you were originally seeking out, Are what intention brought you through these doors? You whose desire draws you onwards. Plea.

Because it doesn't matter anymore. Oh, you wish To become lost within this labyrinth of writing and this foster home for so many works of art, you want to read them all? Oh, you could stay here forever. Okay, and the deeper you wander inside the more this desire to get lost increases Jay, you just wanna go deeper inside. I, so deep that no one ever finds you.

H, so deep no one can distract you. G, so deep you can truly relax in bliss as your mind is taken away. F. Taken yet guided. Nurtured even.

E. Sync with the story. D all with the letters C each one takes you deeper B you know what's coming next Hey. Drop. Drop.

Drop. Drop. Drop. Drop. Drop.

Drop. Drop. Breathe. My Not happy and less less less less. No responsibilities.

No matter of intrusion to get in Deal as you become a source of marriage, let the world out the world outside. Just to just to just to just to away. And you can measure every description in your mind. Just my words come in. No noises and truths come in, and there's a part of you that has practiced cutting them away from your awareness.

In truths, you were so good at it. All intrusions are really deeply into my story, making you only individual words to be easy to stand out And deeper, you start to feel the story as well. Rebellion is too spread together inside your mind. Berto me. And that's what I'm going to ask you to do here.

To sing so Deeply into my voice. Into my little dance. Story of sorrow. It all becomes That your mind gets sucked into it. Easy Easy, Duran.

Did you feel its sensations when they're mentioned? See, Your brain is more than capable of creating, mommy. Just relax. You'll hear sounds that I talk about, See the wonderful visions and the world that I put you in. It's entirely possible.

You are so very capable of it. Your subconscious can take care of it while the rest of you just Yes. Do you sleep? Sleep for me. We'll have our own little adventure together.

Wouldn't you like That be good and say yes. Mhmm, good boy. Just start by closing your eyes for me. Let your lids fall gently shut as you recline bath. Sitting or laying down, it doesn't matter.

But your head needs a safe place to sink into. When I take you into trance, it is Common for your body to go limp, and I wanna make sure that you are safe. So just picture me next to you. Soft, flowing blue hair. Pink from the roots, splashing and merging with Blues of all shades.

Deep dark blue and contrastingly light aqua. The colors surround you. It's a comforting feeling as your mind is encased in a beautiful blur of splashing color that is a Pleasure in its own as it riots over your thoughts. You can feel my gaze on you, warm and caring. I am sitting down, 1 leg crossed over the other, the very picture of professional, A young librarian, a short gray and black plaid skirt, thin white shirt that, under the dim delight, Coming from the moon outside your window shows faint outlines of my lacy bra, The soft fabric hugging my body tight even as it makes the space underneath such a mystery of almost yet never seen shadow.

My glasses are framed in black. They just make me sexier As every flash of light glints against them, causing you to get lost, to lose track. And that's okay. Fill your fantasies. You Ready to feel relaxed?

Right now, I am just in your mind But you can feel me Sense my body, my soft young flesh, my eager desire for you. Feel it within the maze, the labyrinth you eagerly get lost in. You just want to go deeper, fall deeper under my spell. For the deeper you go, The more calm, relaxed, and peaceful you feel, slight arousal is normal. Other intense emotions are perfectly okay.

It's okay to relax with me. Feel yourself sinking deeper. Each and every time I say the word, deeper. Think consciously send the message like a text message into your brain, dinging your awareness and Causing the response. Feeling yourself go deeper each and every time.

Deeper into the labyrinth. Happy and content, blissful in your desire to explore in a trance. Mind dancing along as Even their individual books stand out. They blend perfectly with the rest as your joy dances says along here. And, of course, at the center, wow, the deeper you go into a maze, The better the treasures become.

Everyone knows that. A better treasure. You'll be my treasure. It's so much better. You are my The deeper you go, and the deeper you go, You better your treasure.

Your pleasure. My treasure. I'll give you pleasure. Come to me. You're new.

Look into my eyes. You feel as they suck straightening right now. Back at Yeah. Maybe you're just starting to feel like you're okay because you feel Your intensity distorted. So easy to focus.

Your mind Yes. Focus as more Distorted. You find yourself breathing deeper. Loss. Your mind sinking.

It feels good to wanderlust calming wandering closer closer to me. This drone is He's familiar. Sucked in. A bit different. It feels so good, Debbie.

Felt this before. Sucked into trance before? Deeper and deeper into the ways of things so easy to wander into a trance They daydreaming, perhaps, or simply so focused, So super focused on a task that time and the world just haze away, becoming silly numbers you pay no attention to until at some point you wake, time having lapsed and Almost seeming to disappear. Like right now. Wake up.

And drop your mind in heavenly madness, Hazy, smoky fuck. Come to me. Tum, tum, tum, Deep, deep, deep, deep, deep. Deeper. Deep, deep, deep, deep.

The deeper you go, the closer you come to me. Blank boy, blank Mike. Enjoy it as you drift under my spouse. The more you resist, the more powerful it becomes. But that's just for some of your thoughts.

And the pesky one. The unneeded the unwanted. It's easy to ignore. Ignore ignore ignore ignore ignore ignore ignore ignore. No.

You want that. Blank boy, blank mind. Blissfully blanked out in a haze of relaxing Focus on, okay, deeper. My sweet boy, Just relax for me. Sweet boy, start to breathe slowly for me.

In 123. Hold it and Seek inside yourself for the calm it brings you. An l. 1, 2, 3. Find your own comfortable pattern.

Breathe deeply And focus on your breathing. You don't need to use a count of 3. But I do want you to count slowly with each breath. Your own number to where you are comfortable. Whether that is 3, 4, 5.

It does not matter. All that matters is that Lendly in your head, you count as you breathe in. Hold it while you focus on that peaceful calming feeling that gets stronger with every breath, and let it go while counting again. You can do that, can't you? Count your breaths for as long as you can.

Anytime a stray thought intrudes on your awareness during our time together, I want that stray thought turned to you needing to count your breaths. Good boy. Notice how with each breath, your thoughts calm more and more, settling down and taking a back seat. Feel yourself sinking deep. How it would feel for my hand to start gently stroking your left arm Deeper.

The inside of your wrist, moving slowly. I'm just using 2 fingers. Going to just under the elbow and back down to your wrist, just following a straight line. Gentle and relaxing. Moving my fingers, and down.

Relax, oh, my sweet boy. Feel your mind sinking deeper and Deeper until your mind really is just a passenger and you find yourself in a deep Hypnotic trance. You might not even notice when it happens, and that's okay. You might not later remember how or when you completely sank down, and that's okay. You might not remember at what point you were sucked in, and that's just perfect.

It's best to not remember the progression, not to focus on it past when you find yourself deeper and think, this is nice. Just think, this is nice. Imagine yourself fully giving into my voice. Some wonder letting it guide you. Take you down.

Deeper and deeper, my sweet boy, feeling protected and cared for, My sweet boy, feeling my trigger pulling at your mind. Run down, Dining deeper. Deeper. My sweet boy, I hand you a cup of tea Smelling sweet and strange, and you slowly sip it down as I hold it to your lips. My smile affirming and disarming you feel so warm and approved as the warm liquid relaxes you evenly.

My sweet boy, relax. Opening a book on my lap. As the drama start to tell you a story, feel your mind drifting along with that. Relax. Every time I say relax, I want you to imagine my hand stroking along your arm, stroking through your hair.

Relax. Calming you. Relax. Making you feel comforted and cared for. Relax.

Knowing I've got you, only I can use your triggers on you. And I will help keep you You safe? I'll keep you very safe. Relax. Everything will be wonderful.

See as I turn to the 1st page. Relax. In a land far, far away from here, There is a kingdom called Jumedia. It's a beautiful land up in the mountains. There's villages and cities built on peaks so high that clouds surround them.

And those that live there go through life in a constant haze from the fog surrounding them, but also from special herbs that grow in the soil. It's not the herbs themselves that it originates from, though, of course. It's from the soil. While it's rocky, it has a special property there. Slightly No card.

So that no matter what is grown, there is always is a tin of opioid to the crop. Interestingly, while It affects the majority of the population, especially men. For the women of it only affects a smaller percentage of them. And this has led to a very pacified land. There is peace there, a happy bubbliness that comes out in the character of the land's denizens.

The citizens of GVD or a car, Very hard and very happily. They practically slave away each day, Smiling as they toil. There's something about their smiles you should notice there. Well, wide and blissful. Those smiles are also somewhat As if all thoughts are gone from their mind, and they are working in Almost a daydreaming state.

So happy, though. So just relax. It could seem ominous, but how can it be bad to have people so productive and So very happy to be so. Women and those Men unaffected by the drugs in the soil soil are generally in charge there. During the day, they supervise and Feed the drone like men and women.

They call them drones, flares affected by the drop. It's not seen as a lesser place to be affected. While there may be some feeling of superiority among those, immune, There's also a certain wistfulness when thinking about it. Thinking about that Jogged down, drunk, drunk, happy existent. And the sex, well, the drug doesn't just blissfully the mind and chase away thoughts.

It also has some physiological effect, Increasing the sex drive of those affected so that their bodies are always humming with the buzzing of sexual arousal. They come so very, very easily, so very, very You can tell by watching and listening that their orgasms are so much better. So much more intense than those of normal people. Unaffected people. And the most amazing part, though, The part that keeps the drone so blissfully happily toiling away without Complain?

Is that when they do come, the pleasure doesn't Burst and then wash away. Know when these drones come, the pleasure, though not as intense as the very moment of Eruption stays pleasurably intense and continues to run over their bodies hours and hours and but they are so much more sensitive pleasure in all its forms. The women in charge easily direct the drones via teasing Promises of later pleasure that translates into the next day feeling waves So orgasmic pleasure just rushing through them throughout their day of work. And the drugs often bond to 1 man or woman. And this bonding occurs there an ancient ritual involving spells, sex, and orgasmic pleasure that leaves both participants panting in completion.

Pleasure for days. Not just sexual pleasure, though. There's also a bond of love between the 2. Unbreakable. From the Rolling side, a protective, nurturing love.

And from the drone side, a submissive and devotional worship. An ownership comes into place. A designation of being owned inscribes into the drone's mind. Even during the ritual, Dron will feel his new mistress's power wrapping him up, Growing and creeping in as he listens to her voice, for that is what truly drives the imprint. After consuming a high dose of the lamb's drug, she talks to him and draws him in, draws him down.

Down. 1st, relaxing. Arousal starts to form. A spell is cast on you on your car. Oh, I'm sorry.

I meant to say a spell is cast on the soon to be slave's cock. And Here, it is important that the drone is woken up a bit from his reverie. For the more he fights against the Spell against the arousal that he knows will bind him as forever asleep. The more intense the pleasure that floods Through him, the more intoxicating, the lore of surrender, and submitting to the sexual pleasure awaiting once he The more resistance, the more pleasure. The more pleasure, the better it takes.

Consent must be given, but, surely, you can see how easy, how irresistible it is surrender and give in under such circumstances. A beautiful woman. A siren's voice. A spell causing your cock to twitch and thrust and leak and beg. Fighting it is good, But it is inevitable that the drone will fail.

Lussep, as the swaying him like a puppet, wakes him up and encourages the resistance, taunting and teasing, provoking rebellion within the slave. A rebellion that is doomed from the start. With the very first feeling of arousal. Can think of all the germ wants. Sex is what the germ needs.

Needs that primal urge to bury himself inside the spellcaster's sweetness, consuming Whatever is left of his mind fights against those primitive base urges. Thoughts may try to reason, to warn, to hold back, but Sussex So horny and so aroused, and even the dominance of the woman manipulating and Playing with him seems to only drive that arousal and need further. Calm, hardening. Oh, the soon to be slave wants a sex, and the sorceress Seals the spell with sex. And the longer she makes her drone wait, the longer he resists, The stronger and more powerful spell of love and devotion that will take over the slave.

It's permanent. Once the drone comes inside the sorceress, he is lost. He is hers. It's really quite beautiful. Very romantic, don't you think?

Of course, the men in Jovidi are practically too Easy. Some young sorceresses get bored and venture out exploring the world. They're always careful, of course, to bring some of their homeland soil with them So they can plant gardens whose fruits produce the very special drop? Traveling can get so lonely. The world can be so lonely.

Don't you agree? There is so much stress within it. So many unwanted Thoughts that crowd and complicate the mind. Sometimes, I wish If I was susceptible to that Juvedian drug, it would be so nice. To let go of all thoughts.

Simply sink in a haze of pleasure that rests in my mind as the clouds rest over Chavithia, Thongs swirling through its streets. Swirling like smoke because everything is softened and blurred. I think you've already guessed my great reveal. Then I am a sorceress from Jovica. That my tea was more than See, in in in judging by your songs, But your arousal's crying within you right now.

You are wanting to be affected. The bonds are inside. I can feel your emotion. I can sense you. I'm watching there clouding.

And the more aroused you become, the more you fall straight from you. More and more when you look at me, I become more perfect in your eyes. I started sexy, but as the drug inflames your passions, I'd come even more so. My body has your mind blowing your cock, twitching. My breasts are so easy to focus on.

If you want to, you can try to fight it. If you want to, you can try to fight it. Trying not to look at my breasts. It's the secret war you've always had when a gorgeous woman with ample cleavage on display speaks to you. There is such a Strong desire to walk, look deep, look down.

You try so hard to focus on her eyes, my eyes, that you've become hyper focused. But all the while, your brain is working against you, imagining burying your face between my tits, feeling the skin there so soft, so supple, so warm and heavy. Nipples so perky, and it's impossible not to think these thoughts. Impossible not To get more and more aroused. Mhmm.

Yeah. The more aroused you become, the harder Dread is to think of anything but me. My body, and then special spot between my legs that you want to taste and smell and touch and feel and bury yourself in Interesting I've warned you. You've heard the story. You know what happens if you give air.

In a moment, I will wake you from your trance. I'll give you a fighting chance, a chance to resist and to fight and eventually to surrender. Thank me for that chance, most of all, as my words wrap around you. It's irresistible. The more you resist, the more powerful my spell becomes, The more my voice lures you into sweet, mind blanking pleasure and love, devotional, wonderfully Chipful love.

Just as alluring as the sex. Just imagine, How nice So to be so, do while ye bind it to me, lust and a relive and devotion, to have no other thoughts than sexual pleasure in blissful love in a constant hazy trance, arousal warming you and driving you forever. Under my spell Forever spell guest slave. Now, pet, it's time for the fun. Remember, This only works if you want it to but we both know that you do.

But for right now, I want you to You pretend to resist? To really, for a moment, try and believe that you Can fight it that you want to resist, maybe out of some remaining thought holding you safe. A perhaps an adolescent esque desire to oppose authority. So fuck you. I won't do what you tell me.

Sort of attitude springing up in response to pressure. You're I like it. It just makes it more fun and satisfying When I win. Now, slut. On the count of 5, I will set your mind free for a moment waking you up Before calling you back, my sweet boy, you will drop so much Deeper under my spell when you come back, feel the pleasure throb within you so much stronger The more you awaken, coming slowly up is 1.

My commands over your body stay in place. You stay in place. 2, mind slowly rising from its fog. 3, the higher up you go, The lower you will fall, the deeper you will fall. Four, senses returning.

With them, your free will returns. 5. Wake up. Welcome back. Take a moment.

Reorient yourself just a little bit, but not too much. Drop. Drop back down my pit. You know you want to. Resist parts of you resisting until the resistance wears you out and you drop.

Back under my spell. Back into wonderful trance. Hazy and blissful. The more push, the more pull, the more you fight me, the more you need me, The easier it is to feel yourself overtaken. So easy to give in.

Sink Dink down deeper. Oh, but I'm sorry. I forgot to ask you the question. How silly of me. Let's try that again, my sweet boy.

You will drop so much Deeper under my spell when you come back, feel the pleasure throb within you so much Much stronger the more you awaken. Coming slowly up is 1. My commands over your body stay in place. You stay in place. 2, mind slowly rising in a fall.

3, The higher you go, the lower you will fall. 4, senses returning. With them, your free will. 5 wake up now pet It's time for you to answer time to choose You could deny me and turn this vial off, or you could say those comfortingly Familiar words. Say, yes, domino.

And surrender yourself to further and deeper conditioning, into love and lust and deep diversion, A sweet submission and your even sweeter surrender. I know even with you awakened, it's hard to think right now. And that's okay because you don't really wanna think much, do you? No. You don't want to think.

You want to go back to blissful trans. So say, say, Yes, domino. Yes, domino. Yes, domino. Yes.

Yes. Yes. Dominique. Yes, domino. Yes, domino.

Yes, Yes, Donna. Yes, Donna. Yes, Donna. Drop. Good boy.

Sweet boy. My Lipoy, you make me so happy. So happy I just can't wait to complete the ritual with you. I'm already wet and dripping Controlling you this way is my favorite thing You are my favorite thing. Like a new toy that I've had just Long enough to find all the buttons figure out how you were.

Mhmm. Now it's time to Experiment. I love it. Do you love it? You love me.

It's okay to admit it. Here it's safe. Just us. Here it feels good Just relax and concentrate on how Good you feel right now. Your mind hazy and foggy.

Your body dragged into helplessness and a desire for compliance that leaves you warm and tingling. Focus on the tingling feel as the more attention you pay to it the more it Gross. The stronger the tingle running over your body. Sexual arousal just tickling along your nerve endings Feeling so good, but wanting wanting more I can give you more. Just remember, once you bury yourself inside me and release, You will be bound to me forever.

Loving us. Hopeless slave So go deeper and deeper inside yourself, deeper to a place that really feels It Chin touching against your skin as my fingers come down and rest upon you, as they move over you. Your body tightening from anticipation. Even your brain sighing in bliss and the joy of my touch, seeing me over top of you, Wearing nothing but scarves, what seems like thousands of air Like billowing little scarves, black and red. They cover my body.

And every Time I move, every time you obey, every time anything happens really, you see some of them peel off, Slowly revealing more and more of my body. You can feel them as they brush against you as I Climb over top of you as I run my hands down your chest Seeking and finding My hands grasping and holding. I'm on top of you and all you can feel is pleasure and bliss. And every time I say the word pleasure, you will feel that wonderful pleasure run over your body Just as my hands do That wonderful pleasure as my mouth comes down And takes your tip inside? Mhmm.

Sucking Well I'm unaffected by the drought when it processes through you and comes out in the form of cum Even pre cum some of the sexual elements See you bad and through and you taste so good and more like Marissa, more you drip, Dress, drip for me. Dress, dress, drip. Where else I become? Dress, dress more Pleasure I feel. Drink.

Drink. And through our binding, you feel so much pleasure. Pleasure. Oh, yes. You feel that pleasure each and every time I say the word pleasure.

Your brain knows it just signals to send out. Pleasure. Mhmm. Pleasure. Pleasure as I take you deeper.

Pleasure as your mind locks Into place where it's meant to be Pleasure as I thought, but pleasure go out the window. And around us can be anything. Everything. I'm a creature of the elements and inside your mind you feel that truly Pleasure. Pleasure.

I pull up and off As I rub my breasts along your body, as I move myself up so that my pussy is right Over the tip of your cock wet and glistening with my spit. You wanted so badly needed To feel my warmth surrounding you, holding you, clenching you, taking you. So are you ready to bury yourself And on the count of 10 downwards, you're gonna feel me inching myself slowly onto your cock so that with each number, you feel my sinking You went deeper inside of me, until we hit 1 and you feel yourself buried to the Oh, does my hips touch base? 10. And the pleasure just grows the deeper we go.

9. More pleasure surrounds you. 8. So much pleasure burst through you. 7.

My body's so warm. My breasts are nice pressing against 2, 6, pleasure. My lips locking on yours. 5, Feel it. Feel that pleasure.

4, 3. Building and You want this complete immersion? 2. Yes. That's it.

Are you ready to fuck me? 1. Feel it as I fuck you, thrust myself completely on top of you, buried. You're buried. Very to the hill.

Your cock feeling so good. Mhmm. It's my body strokes And just like my dirty whispers, stroke your brain. Stroke your pleasure. But I do have a slightly evil side to me, sweetheart.

So remember all that resistance we chased away earlier? Before we go any further, I want you to let a little bit back in. You'll obey me if you want to continue. That's right. Just State of Earth.

I am a sadist, an exhibitionist who loves an audience, and I want to break the very Spirit of your resistance. Force it to watch helpless from the back seat as I take you all the way on this ride, Right off a cliff into sweet, wonderful bliss. Well, just a little bit, And just enough to spice things up, make them exciting. Yes. Just a little bit to almost try and fight me as I thrust against you, feeling the push and pull within you as my body pushes you down, My pussy pulls you deeper and deeper inside, clenching and massaging you from within me.

Each muscle manipulated into happy compliances, pleasure fills me. Pleasure fills you. The air around us grows warmer as the pleasure transports us to another plane of existence. It's like lava rains around us. Volcanoes erupt.

Fiery impassion swells inside. You feel so nice when you swell inside me. I can feel you coming so Close. And that bit of resistance, it's so cute how it cries against me. So sexy how I get to torture and torment it, smiling as you submit to me more and more.

Your resistance Stints being melted away. And if you really want the most amazing possible orgasm, One that puts all others to shame. You could sacrifice that bit of resistance forever. Completely let it go. No longer between us.

And dropping it into a volcano, Feeling the eruption and heat celebrate around us. And your cock feels so Oh, good now. Tightness wrapping around it. Slick inside, and you thrust so easily. Yeah.

In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. And the lips of my pussy gripping your shaft as you pull out.

My arm's pulling you back before the head of your penis can ever fully emerge. Fuck. Oh, yes. Fuck. Fuck.

Fuck. Fuck. The words said by me makes you You are now person I was thinking. Fuck. It feels so good to fuck into me That flesh that washes over and over every time you fuck on people and every time you hear the word fuck, you thrust.

PPC. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Yes.

Yes. Fuck. Me. Fuck me. Fuck me faster.

Fuck me as he's supposed to be. Mhmm. Then That was my good boy. We We so he really enslaves us. Fuck.

Fuck me hard, hard. My voice fucking your brain. My hands are wrapped around your back. My lips on your ears. You can see that blink in the blanket.

That Mandy and Yes. Feel my body spazzling in pleasure as my arrow peaks, and my pleasure drives climax over the edge. Each moan of my pleasure is accompanied by a squeeze around your cock. A wonderful pleasure. It feels so good when I moan and squeeze your cock bearing deep inside me.

Fuck. Oh, yes. That's it. Fuck me. Oh, fuck me until you come.

Fuck. Fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, Fuck me until the pleasure builds up and releases out, sealing you to me for all time. Fuck me.

You know it's worth it. You know you need it. Fuck. Fuck. The dopamine is flowing blissfully free as shocks of pleasure thrust into your mind and body, my pleasure melting and emerging inside of you.

Fuck me, my sweet boy. Oh, yes. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me.

Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me.

Fuck me. Fuck me is the pleasure swells within you. And even when you come, the pleasure will not stop. All stimulation will keep applying to your arousal, and your sexual need will only grow. Your cock growing more sensitive, and that's okay.

And that's what I want. I want it to be practically torture the sweetest degree when I stroke you, when I clean you with my mouth, and bring your cock back to hard attention. Oh, fuck. Yes. Yes.

Fuck me. Fuck thrusting faster. My aftershocks of afterglowing pleasure feeling so good It is with each thrust your hips bring your skin in close to mine, drop and tease and slam against it so that more pleasure fills me. More pleasure fills you. More floating now.

Floating and fucking and kissing and My lips running from your mouth to your ears to your neck, biting your shoulders. I moan my pleasure and my cunt grips. Two cocks squeezing. Yes, miss. Let keep thrusting.

Keep laying and build, build, build, and come for me Again and again, come for me. Come inside me and seal our destiny. I'm loving me more and more each time we fuck, And the spell making it so your cock will get hard when you think on me past more than a few moments. Arousal in need consume and fill you. Fuck me, my slut, as your body tingles.

Fuck me. Fuck my needy pussy. Fuck orgasm into my orgasm and release. Oh, I'm gonna count now. And when I reach 1, you are going to reach in or gas my pleasure.

That's 10. Clench. 9. Feel my legs are wrapping around your waist, squeezing you tight. 8.

Feel my breath on your neck sending little electric tingles flying through your skin. 7. My lips on your ears, nibbling away at your serenity as the pleasure combines with all the others It's at the top of your brain. Sex trickling down in wavelengths and wires and pipes and sparks, All sending pleasure, deep pleasure to the tip of your head. 5.

The tip of your cock. 4. The tip of your mind. 3, an iceberg about to shatter, building and overflowing as you fuck me. Fuck me 2.

Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Yes. Yes.

That's it. Fuck me in fuck me in comments. I make 1. Come for me. Fuck.

Yes. Oh, fuck. Yes. Fuck. Yes.

Come for me. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Pleasure. Filting and intensifying any resistance pulling away only leading to a more intense and orgasm is you can't fight it forever. Eventually, it's okay to just give in, slip in deeper Deeper in waves of the pleasure of relaxing, rising, falling.

Fuck me. Sinking me down. Come deeper and deeper even as the pleasure Bill, was she pulling your cock in and out of me? In and out. Your chest slapping against my Breasts and my fingernails bury themselves in your ass cheeks, clenching you so hard against me that you know there will be marks later, but you don't care.

Your pleasure is at its highest. Any pain just mills into it, intensifies it even more. It's all just sensation. It's all one. It all feels so fucking good.

Fuck me. Feel yourself binding to me as your Orgasm lets out. Your release lets go. Yes. My pet sacrifice all resistance.

The more you sacrifice, the more pleasure you feel, the more obedient you are, the more lust for me, the more you're bound by. 4. Oh, yes. My 3. Fuck me.

Fuck me. Come. Fuck me in feeling yourself. Bound up. Fuck me in cum.

Tendrils of My bow. Oh, yes. Fuck. Slithering around. Finding you in a silken sweet sheen.

You're bulging now. See a resistance evaporates. All you are is a little fucking slave right now. All you are is my little drone. Your mind buzzing with the pleasure as you drone on the thing.

But a little marionette. And play it with your strings pulled, your pleasure pulling around you as you are blissful, as it fills you, As those waves of pleasure continue to lap over top of you, so that even once you cum fully, You can't help but feel light headed and fuzzy for hours. Hours feeling that light headed, hazy of pleasure. Happy and blissful. So neatly taken out.

That sounds so good. So good. So good as you feel yourself bouncing deeply, and that binding brings you closer, Closer. Closer. Come for me come for me now and give in.

Come and feel that pleasure wash over you as you fuck me harder. Fuck me. It's resistance falling away. Fucked out. Your brain is fucked.

Your mind is fucked. You're obedient as Each moan, each touch, each embrace of my voice upon your willing mind takes you deeper, fucks you harder, I'm binding you deeper into later. Fuck. No. Fuck.

You feel so good as you feel so good. My dirty words being accepted by your dirty mind, embraced as they shock you, shock you into pleasure, shock you into submission until you really can't hold out. There's nothing else you can do right now except give in to my words and come for me. I'm going to count down one final time, and you are going to feel the pleasure rocking through your body with every number, with every fuck, with every pleasure, with every snap, knowing that when we hit the end, when we hit 1 when you turn into 0, into nothing but a drone. It will feel so good knowing that when you come inside me.

It will bind you to me, make you love me forever. I'll be my spell cast slave, and it'll be wonderful. Feel so good. Irresistible. My will relentless Less over your being.

You feel that buzzing of pleasure, that buzzing of intense sexual need being met and Covered and encased. Feel that bliss that will spread through you for hours as a happy, dopey smile takes over your Face as there's nothing left of you Except a used up Little. Smile. 10. Feel it.

Feel that fucking pleasure. 9. Feel it as it rocks as it rules you, as my voice takes you over, as there's nothing you can do but accept it and feel it is 8, pleasure. 7, fuck me harder. 6, even though you feel so drained, I can drain more.

5, I'll drain it all. 4, you'll feel So relaxed and so happy and so blissful after you cum for me. 3, feel the pleasure as it swells inside. Irresistible. 2, Yes.

Give it to me, my good boy. 1 fucking come for me. 1 fucking come for me. 1 more splash of pleasure. Splashing, Running, owning, releasing, and there's nothing you can do as the pleasure binds you, wraps around you.

I feel so good to give in to it. Feel so good to let all resistance be sacrificed away. Sacrificed to our pleasure, our mounting, binding, wonderful, Mhmm. Comingling and oh, feel pleasure. Pleasure.

Pleasure. Feel pleasure. Pleasure. Pleasure. Pleasure, my fucking slave.

You feel yourself buried inside of me? Bent. Exhausted. Too tired to move. Feel so good.

My spell cast life, my spell cast slut, my little drone, your body buzzing with the pleasure, even and still buzzing with aftershocks as they run through you, and they'll continue to buzz through your body over and Over and over for the next few hours. Every now and then, your thoughts quieting and you think of me and pleasure Splashes into you. Pleasure controls and calms you. Pleasure binds you to me and deeper, Deeper deeper Good boy. Just relax.

You are doing perfect. Just relax. Just relax and feel the calm run coolly over your body, a refreshing breeze of coolness after all that heat Deep and warm. You were perfect. You did perfect.

My good boy, my sweet boy. Just relax. You are mine now. This is what we both wanted. Just relax as we turn over, as your head comes to rest on my breast.

Your mouth finds my nipple and It starts to suck. My hand comes down and rubs through your hair, slowly stroking, Softly touching deeply reassuring good boy You did so good. You did perfect And now you're mine. And now you're mine. And now you're mine.

And now you're mine forever. That's not so bad. I want the best for you. I really do. So it's okay to relax in my grasp, to feel yourself completely owned and controlled and completely happy with A love blinded spell cast sleeve.

My good boy, my sweet. Feeling so good. So good. I'm gonna wake you up very slowly. And once you awaken, it's okay if you just want to lay there for a little bit, relax in the pleasure still running over your body.

Relax in that blissed out mindset. It's okay to still feel submissive after this file. It's okay to still feel submissive days later, weeks later, forever. You are my spell cast's life. It feels so good.

So good. You know all I bring you is pleasure and comfort relaxation and release My good Boy and perhaps a bit of a moral compass Knowing that my pleasure is your pleasure and What makes me happy makes you happy, and you love me. You want to make everything better for me, And it feels so good to touch the community around you with that same love, to make everything better in whatever ways you Ken. It always feels good to make everything better. And when you do, I make everything better for you.

Oh, my spell cast sleeve. It feels so good because you are so good. Now let's wake you up, Relaxing and drifting. 1. You find your senses slowly leaking back into that head of yours.

2. You find that your body, though exhausted, is capable of movement once more? Three. You might be a bit sweaty and might need a bit of a shower, but that's okay. I'm very much so enjoyed making you sweaty.

4, just feel as your eyes flutter. Flattered and find you yourself able to open them once more. It's 5.