This is what I'm working with Erotic Hypnosis Script
Over and over and over, to the edge of pleasure, the brimming of madness, to a world of lust so thick you can taste it. You can smell it. You can feel your arousal like a mist of fall draping over your thoughts and consuming any other drives you have. Rolling them up as gust after gust of unending sexual pleasure and need runs through your entire body again and again as you stroke. Your hands autonomous at this point.
You don't need to think. Simply do what comes naturally. Rubbing that cock, making it feel so good. Until the need to come is everything. That want to spurt is all that matters, and yet unthinking you don't even need to think about it.
Again and again instead of delivering the final stroke that would make you come. Your hand unthinkingly, unquestioningly lets go before that final end stroke and comes up to your mouth instead, only staying for so long as it takes for your arousal to back off a tiny bit from the cliff, just a bit, before your hand comes back down and strokes you back to the verge of bursting. Again and again and again. It is everything. …
Over and over and over, to the edge of pleasure, the brimming of madness, to a world of lust so thick you can taste it. You can smell it. You can feel your arousal like a mist of fall draping over your thoughts and consuming any other drives you have. Rolling them up as gust after gust of unending sexual pleasure and need runs through your entire body again and again as you stroke. Your hands autonomous at this point.
You don't need to think. Simply do what comes naturally. Rubbing that cock, making it feel so good. Until the need to come is everything. That want to spurt is all that matters, and yet unthinking you don't even need to think about it.
Again and again instead of delivering the final stroke that would make you come. Your hand unthinkingly, unquestioningly lets go before that final end stroke and comes up to your mouth instead, only staying for so long as it takes for your arousal to back off a tiny bit from the cliff, just a bit, before your hand comes back down and strokes you back to the verge of bursting. Again and again and again. It is everything. Everything you think of, everything you are right now.
You will come when I tell you to and not before. The fuck are they up to?