Obey & Submit, My Good Boy

Well, welcome, sweetie. This is miss Lilith, and you are here because you want to lose control to me. You want to be taken deeply into a bottomless trance and feel me take possession of your mind and your body. So just settle down into a comfortable position. Close your eyes and listen, listen, and follow, and follow, and follow, and follow, and follow.

Pay attention to the sound of my voice in the words that I say. Focus on the spaces between words. Live. Focus on the breath that enters and leaves your body. Live.

Follow the air as it moves through you. As you inhale and exhale, Notice how the longer you listen, the slower your breaths come, The deeper they are, breathing slowly and deeply as you naturally begin to relax because when you focus on the inhale and the exhale of your own breathing pattern The world kind of just always away away slowly by bit thought by thought. And as you breathe and as you let as you let as you let as you let as you picture so vividly be in your mind's eye the air as it moves deeply inside you on each Inhale. See …

Well, welcome, sweetie. This is miss Lilith, and you are here because you want to lose control to me. You want to be taken deeply into a bottomless trance and feel me take possession of your mind and your body. So just settle down into a comfortable position. Close your eyes and listen, listen, and follow, and follow, and follow, and follow, and follow.

Pay attention to the sound of my voice in the words that I say. Focus on the spaces between words. Live. Focus on the breath that enters and leaves your body. Live.

Follow the air as it moves through you. As you inhale and exhale, Notice how the longer you listen, the slower your breaths come, The deeper they are, breathing slowly and deeply as you naturally begin to relax because when you focus on the inhale and the exhale of your own breathing pattern The world kind of just always away away slowly by bit thought by thought. And as you breathe and as you let as you let as you let as you let as you picture so vividly be in your mind's eye the air as it moves deeply inside you on each Inhale. See it move through your body and into your mind where it starts to spiral round, round, round, and round, and round. Moving in circles, picking up your thoughts and your ideas and your resistance.

And as you exhale, Live, feel and see the air travel out of you, taking your thoughts with it, taking your ideas and your resistance. Feel it expel out of you. On each inhale, the breath drive up into your mind into your mind, capturing the swirling thoughts in your mind. And on each exhale, exhale, the breath travels out, leaving you emptier and emptier and emptier. Each cycle of breath reducing your resistance.

Your capacity to think. Your capacity to have thoughts other than what I desire them to be. You're doing so well sweetie. Such a good boy for me. But now I need you to open your eyes on every inhale and close them again on every exhale.

As you begin to do so, now. Opening your eyes on every inhale. And closing your eyes on every exhale. Slowly and deeply and deeply, carefully, carefully, carefully. You can notice how each time you close your eyes and breathe out.

You become more relaxed. Your thoughts flip away from you. Lift your mind. As your mind melts your body and your body grows heavy, tension and smoothing over. Worries and stresses and memories are napping away.

Away. Feel the air travel inside on each inhale, mixing with your thoughts and your defenses. Feel it travel back out, taking with it your thought defense and your ability to reason and dropping deeper and deeper each time you close your eyes Because every time you open your eyes, you just want to close them again. That's all you want to do, really. You just want to close your eyes and keep him close as you drop into a deep into a deep.

Please hold your mind and your body in my care but for now continue following my instructions, Opening your eyes on each inhale and closing them on each exhale. Each time you exhale and close your eyes, a wave of pleasant relaxation station cascades down your entire body, down your nerves and your cells. See. You can feel it happen in your lip, in your chest, in your fingers, in your toes, in your back. You exhale brings with it a deep sensation of triumph.

Open a deep sensation of realization on each I add the deeper you draw up and the deeper you dreadreth. The more resistance you lulu, the more control you give to me, it happens automatically, effortlessly, without hesitation and put down bits of getting more and more difficult and paying attention to all these things. Really, you just want to be told you're stuck closing and under Roxanne, but instead, I have you here. Attention on each breath, focusing on closing and opening your eyes just know how good it feels and rest deep down. Noticing how each word that I say makes it harder and harder to open your eyes with each inhale you really just want to let go, but not yet, sweetie.

Not just yet. This for now. Simply listen and follow. Listen and follow. As you breathe deeply slowly.

And as your body grows so much heavier, very tension free. So very low. On each cycle of breath, you just grow more Relax. On each cycle of breath, you become so blank, so empty, losing all just because you don't want your results. You just want to listen, follow, Snip and feel good.

That's all you want to do. That's all you need to do now my good boy. Soon, I'm going to allow you to give up, give in and shut down your mind completely. Soon, I'm going to snap my fingers and tell you to drop. And when I do, your eyes will refuse to hug.

Your body will refuse to move. Your thoughts will stop in their dread, and every little bit of your focus will center only on my voice. On the words that I say it will happen automatically. And you want it to happen. You want so very much to just stop.

Just let go and stop as trans takes away your awareness and I take away your control. When I snap my fingers and your eyes shut so tightly, you will feel every last bit of tension escape into the air. You will feel every last bit of resistance and defense be swept away with your breath. My snap will leave you exposed to my voice, to my hip no scent to the trance. Exposed.

Exposed. Unloving it. Unloving it. Your mind is prepared to let go. Body is ego.

Your conscious and subconscious cells are only the desire to drive for me present. Only the one true, unbreakable need to drop for me. And so you lose focus as your awareness turns away from your breath and your eyes shut back tightly. Any desire to open them again long and unmade, now you must listen and follow and do nothing else. Sleep twice as deep, drifting us have an unconscious death.

Be a good boy for me and drop deeper still. It's so easy, effortless. Lifts. Would it matter? And the deeper you go, your mind becomes mind manipulating.

The deeper you drop, The better you feel deeper, you'd be emptier. You become and more black. Hainsey in foggy and melty and melty. Live and hear in this place, with you in this particular state of mind, Listen to my voice and the words that I say, you can begin to understand that there is no bottom to how deep you can draw there is no limit to how much control you can surrender, And the deeper you go the more control you seed over to me, The more control I gain, the deeper I bring you into my hypnotic Let's take a breath in the unyielding, uncomfortable love of triumph. So that In a few moments you will begin to notice parts of your mind drop out of your control and fall into mine in the same vein.

You will feel your body become mine because if I control the mind. I control the body. And I aim to control not only the whole of your mind and the whole of your body but also every nerve and every cell, So that if I wish it, I could make you feel things you had never felt. I could make you believe things you had never even considered. I could make you do things you could not possibly imagine, just imagine how it would feel to surrender every tiny little piece of yourself and feel me take possession of the entire collective.

It's happening. Picture yourself opening up so widely that you leave yourself Now fully exposed to me. Big Gio's alpha likes so deeply and Rendering so profoundly that no defense could possibly exist to slow me down. It is a perfect image. Perfect fantasy.

You so open and exposed obedience without a single falling to resolve me reaching into you. Reaching into you and manipulating your very essence. Your mind, your body, your heart manipulating every inch Let's show you how the blood flows through your cock, how it flows through your neck, and how you feel when you are done, how you feel when you are excited. All of this and so much more You would freely give away if it meant a level of submission you had never experienced. A submission so deep and so intended makes you quiver in ecstasy.

You would give me all control if it meant that you could transcend time and time and free will and find yourself in my thrall. Awny, happy and buzzing with blazing euphoria. All that, sweetie, and so much more. I know you want to feel this way. I know you want to lose yourself.

Out. I know how eager you are to exhale all resistance and inhale. The scent of the mean words make their way through you. Through forth in your body. Waves and waves of pleasure.

Waves and waves of pleasure. And waves and waves You want to submit. You want to obey. You want to feel good And we so many things. So greedy, my good boy.

My perfect Good boy. Good boy. Good boy. In just a moment, I'm going to snap my fingers and tell you to obey. As soon as you hear me say the word, obey, with a snap of my finger.

Strings that hold you together will snap, and you will become mine. You will become the submissive, obedient good boy that you've always dreamed you could be and that I want you to be. You will lose your I'll stand my my foil. My my power. You will lose any control you may still be holding on to.

When you hear the trigger. Your mind will do all the work for you. It will happen. It will happen automatically. But first, I need you to drop and sleep.

And down, down, down you go. My black mind empties is a missive good boy. When next I snap my fingers and tell you to Obey any self control. You still hold rumble and seep through your fingers like sand leaving you open and exposed and in my not so very gentle care There will be no resistance, no defense, no route you can take that doesn't end with what I desire. What I command.

It will feel as if being born again, you will share your current self and come out the other side renewed. Your mind and your body. Mine. Your pleasure. Mine.

Your cock. Mine. Your arousal. Mine. All mine sweetie.

Now, be a good sweet boy for me and obey. Be a good submissive subject and sleep deeper as my voice pulls thoughts straight out of your head and leaves you emptier and emptier and so easily reshaped. Obey and feel control of your mind and your body. Snap and reform anew in my palms. It's mine now.

What you feel and what you think and what you do, how you move and how you speak in how you reason you've given it away, and it feels so good, doesn't it? So freeing to have dropped all pretence of power, of resistance, of defence. So pleasant to feel that submission fill your every sell and every nerve as you listen, and so eagerly obey because each of Bay empowers your nerve ending pure, unfiltered flesh. Each snap carries my voice into the deepest recesses of your mind. From here, it cascades down your body, Wrapping itself around your cock, around your balls, the warmth of my suggestions and the carnal power of my voice.

Melding with yours. Melding with your body and your pleasure and your desire. Happen, my good boy. Listen, follow, and feel my become, come. More, more, more.

Notice how the longer you listen, the more you obey, the better you feel. And the more tangible my voice and my word can come. Because as you listen Listen to the intricacies of my voice and feel the pull of my words. You can feel me there brushing against your skin. Touching you.

Running my fingers along your chair, your cock, your thighs it's so very easy to obey and of mist, my good boy. Feels good to go away with the mist. It feels good to surrender. It feels good to let go and give in. You let in.

We all the way inside. It feels good, and it's easy, the effortless automatic. As soon as you begin to obey and feel the trickle of arousal of excitement it's already too late you're already mine Your mind synced with my desire. My command. My domination.

You do surrender. Such a good boy for me. So easy. So weak. So obedient and I want my good boy to feel pleasure.

I want my good boy to feel more and more aroused. And it's easy, isn't it? Yeah. When you listen to the sound of my voice, You can be nothing else but excited. Warning.

Around. Weak. Submissive. Me empty and blank. Unaware of just how unaware you are you are.

I need you now to do something for me. I need you to drop twice as deeply. Become twice as suggestible. Sleep. You do all this because you have no choice and because you are eager there for more.

And you obey and submit not because of any potential reward, but for the sake of submission alone because that's enough, isn't it? Yes. And mission alone is both the journey and the goal. It is the reward when you obey and when you submit the feelings and sensations and crawl across your body in waves and waves of pleasure. Only grow in intensity as you give yourself yourself away to me.

And for this reason, raise. Obey. Obey. And submit power beyond me up beyond the surface of its meaning, beyond the definition. Obey and submit.

Obey and submit. At first, this life is past. It starts a raging is the ferno reaching into the skies. That first tiny little spark which creates something unstoppable out of nothing. The phrase, obey does this in your mind.

It sparks all the layers of your mind at once and catapults you into a sea of pleasure, excitement, and arouse when you hear the words flow across your mind. Obey. Obey. Obey. Obey.

And submit. And submit. The inferno burst into existence within the confines of your mind. And with it with it, earth down the limitless, floral, blood pulsating through your cock. You, throughout you quiver.

You. Obey. You can feel it now. These 1, obey, and submit. Fueling that horny, that arousal.

This fueling your mind's thoughts that center on the sound of my voice and the words that I say. Live. And each time you hear me say, obey and submit just feels better and better. Obey. It's the next time you hear the word, obey, a wave of warmth spread through your body and your mind, reaching in to every corner, every nerve, Live.

Every cell of my voice wrapping around your cock and your bone in a hole and pure remedial card is mine. No. I decide what you feel. How good you feel how fucking horny you can become. And Each time you hear the word, submit, submit, a wave of submission washes away your worries, and you'll defend and every last bastion of resistance.

With this, you become my perfectly the obedient and submissive good boy. Eager to listen. Eager to obey. Oh, very eager to submit a level deeper and deeper and deeper. Each time you hear the word submissive myth because each time you do, you submit further.

Your cock becoming more easily manipulated by my words. Hello. I might decide my my one So okay. And submit. Nice.

Nice, sweet Good. Good boy. Feel the waves of warmth travel into your lid across your body. Wrapping around your kind voice like blank, bright, light, light, bliss. Notice how no thought of ever being able to resist may exist.

There is no such thing now. Not anymore. Now you have me to take care of you. Now you've given yourself over and there's really no going back. Not like you'd want to anyway.

Why would you when I can make you feel so fucking good with just a few words. Just with simple words. Like, obey, Lip button. Simple or not, they have power, don't they? Just words in my voice and your reaction to them it's so simple so easy Effortless and automatic.

You obey and submit and feel the waves of arousal grow and grow and quicken. Feel your cock throb and your body quiver mind, accepting the idea that my voice controls your body. You're cockle. You obey. Submit.

And you grow weaker and weaker and more upbeat each time you hear the word you hear the word you hear the word, okay, me answer the myth. You drop deeper under my control. You you drop deeper into triumph. In fact, if you hear them enough times In a short amount of time you may just begin to feel your cock throb so hard and so with that the only thing keeping you from just coming hands free is my me permission because on each. Obey.

Obey. The warmth of my voice brushes against your cock as if I were, touching you. And each submit, submit, fill out your body with that sweet, Sweet submission that you are so great. And we both know how fucking the morning, that makes you feel it. You're having having let go.

Being the mercy of another of another Live at my mercy. Combined, the 2 bring you just a bit closer to coming each and every time you hear the words, obey, obey, obey, obey, and submit, these words melt you down into the essential makeup of your existence and drive the horny deer into your mind, into your body, into your cock. On each, repeat. Obey and submit and submit. Takes more of your control away and gives you pleasure in its stead.

Pleasure of my voice. Pleasure of my I control, obey, obey, and submit. Brings you closer and close that orgasm without touch, except for the touch of my voice, the touch of my control the touch of my power and my hypnosis because that's really all you need. And each time you hear the words, obey, and submit. Fate and submit and submit and submit.

You throb harder. You melt for me. You drop Before you abandon yourself to me, growing harder and harder and hotter and wetter. The arousal pulsating through your body. Obey.

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So many different ways to guide your thoughts and your sensations, So let's take it up a notch and blow away all expectation. When you hear The words, obey and submit, followed by good boy. Your mind breaks a little As my voice fills you all and your body cuts away from your brave. Becoming only mine. Only for me to manipulate.

So, obey and submit my good boy. My submissive, obedient subject Whose mind is all mine. Whose body is all mine. Whose resistance had a crumble whose pleasure only rises with each and every word. Because at this point, it almost doesn't matter what I say or how I say it.

Just just sound now my my voice. We we in into your flesh. Washes over your skin and wraps around your cock, your ball, as you throb for me. Nick, as you get closer and closer to that orgasm, that climax, Slowly, steadily, your cock throbbing harder. Your mind focused only on how good it feel to allow the pleasure in, or perhaps how good it feels to not have a say in the matter of just how much pleasure You can feel you are very surrendering my sweetie.

You surrender, sweetie, as you've always surrendered and as you never had a choice not to. And you are such a good boy, aren't you? Yeah. Us wait, wait, obedient, good boy. Breathing me in.

Breathing me in feeling the flesh has seeped into everything, every idea, and everything and everything. Obey and submit and get closer for me, baby. Lit. Obey and submit and feel your words. Strengthen in power.

On each repeat Like a hand stroking you, touching you. Your cock responding perfectly. Obey and submit, my good boy. And the warmth grows hotter as it spreads across your existence. The heat and the wetness and the arousal, the rubbing and pulsating, bringing you closer and closer and closer.

But this isn't how I want things to go. How I want them to end. No. No. I want something from you.

Something different. Listen carefully, baby. I need you to begin slowly waking up, but only halfway. Waking up only to the point where you could open your eyes but still stay deeply entranced, Deeply in my control. Deeply aroused and throbbing, Excited for what's to come.

Excited for more pleasure. So bring yourself back into half wakefulness and open your eyes for me, feeling sensation return to your limbs, Able to stretch them and move them. Able to see and to reason within reason, of course. Stay in this special sort of half trance, still under my control, under my power, still only able to obey and submit like the good sweet away that you are. But eyes open now.

I need you to get up. Stand up. I need you to strip. I need you naked as the day you were born. If you need to pause this recording to do so.

Do it now and come back to me shortly, baby. You should be all nice and exposed for me now, baby. It feels good, doesn't it? Something about losing that thin layer of protection makes you feel vulnerable, obedient, obedient, almost As if I were there, looking at you from top to bottom, taking you in. Or perhaps it's only that as you obey and submit and follow my instructions.

It feels great. It feels perfect. You throb to obey, to submit to them. When you do, it makes you warm. Makes sense.

And it makes so much sense to kneel for me, Jada. Kneel, my great boy. Kneel and feel the drain on your willpower. Kneeling is like a physical representation of your obedience submission makes you rough, makes you eager for more eager for Gamara's suggestions. And as you rest on your knees for me, Let Allowing the 1 Obey.

And submit to run across your mind in waves and waves. Let's Obey. You close your eyes and wreath up to your nipples. I want you to play with them and submit. I want you to rub them.

Obey to twist them. To pull at them. Thank you to feel those hands not as your own and sub as mine. Obey. Obey.

Obey. Obey. Obey. And played with. And submit.

You can know Hello. Being played with and submit by me. My control and my hands and my voice obey and my power as you kneel and play with your nipples. And as you obey and submit like the cuff of a good boy that you are. Lift your cock around harder and harder.

And your arousal only grows higher and heartache. No limits. No bottom. Only pure obedience and pure pleasure. Closer and closer to an orgasm without mid touch.

An orgasm of the mind and perhaps the body. But A pleasure. Oh. Why you care about it and my worth as they watch over you and bring you closer and close-up. Your cock while sating under my edge and under my voice.

Lit. Obey. Each at bay and submit, bringing you deeper under my control. And deeper into a bottom bay ocean Lit in pleasure and warmth. Now, babe, now feel one of your hands move away from your nipple And wrap itself around your throbbing cock and Slowly.

Obey. Slowly. Obey. Obey. Yeah.

And melodies. Okay. Yeah. Okay. If you won't be coming until I allow it, then now isn't the time.

Now, baby bae. My good, sweet boy bae. You can allow all the pleasure and all the arousal of the entire world. Obey. Flood into your body and your mind.

Listen. Feel the tingles of arousal. The vibrations of my voice. Feel the pressure build with each of bae and submit, my good boy. With each of bae and each submit, the pressure build and build and build, and all that may remain in your mind.

And how very me close you are to coming to that wonderful, perfect, hot climate. Nip. Such a good boy for me. So obedient. So easy.

So receptive. I'm doing so well. Doing so well. I couldn't possibly ask for more. Now could I?

But this was just a test and away to make you believe just how much control I have over you. So stop Nit touching me. Stop playing with your nipples. I'm going to bring you back begin to trans Zoom. A trance infinitely deeper than you had experienced just a short while ago.

When you drop back down for me you will notice that every layer of your mind will remain exposed Lit. Open. Eager for change that I envision and that you must You certainly crave. So open your eyes and get up, up, up, up. Find your way back onto the surface from which you had walked.

Get back into bed or on your chair. Get along. Get comfortable. Do whatever you need to do so that once I tell you to drop your ass at will without hesitation. Align your body in the most natural of ways.

Feel yourself automatically Nickely growing more relaxed. Effortlessly drifting back into that nice and easy state of mind When nothing matters except the sound of my voice and the words that I say just close your eyes as you drop. Deeper and deeper down. Deeper down. Deeper down.

As you sleep twice as deep as you had ever dropped because the trance is bottomless, And you can never truly reach the bottom. You can only draw deeper and deeper and deeper as you listen And as you obey, fist by fist, all downwards into that void, a tranquil void, all And full. Full. Body loose and numb and so very heavy. Unable to move to move.

Unable to speak. Unable to open your eyes as you drop twice again as deep. As you keep on drifting down, down, down as the sound of my voice pulls you under waves of wind, and the end to the innermost part that feels in the conscious dream. You can't do much but feel it happen. You don't even need to allow it to happen.

It just does, doesn't it? Because you're my good, Obedience, sweet boy. Open and receptive. Now, I'm going to pull the rug right out from under your mind and leave you defenseless and floating in a vacuum of my voice And my words. And for that to happen, all I need to do is sever the strings which hold your mind to Love the strings which keep you safely in this world.

It's plain of existence. This state of semi your wife. You will be left cocooned within the walls of my boy. And the power of my suggestion, nothing Only me, and only submission. Submission.

Submission. Submission. Submission. Submission. It will just take a second for me to grip those strings.

Them ring them together and sever them all at once, leaving you floating in my power Lit along in my hand and in my control. Obey and submit my good boy. Obey and submit. Obey and submit I submit my good boy. My good boy.

Obey. Obey. Obey, obey, obey, and submit. Accept the role of being my good boy. And open your mind to all suggestions, all conditioning, All pleasure.

All arouse. And me. Focus any of your awareness that still persists on the words that flow across your mind and the way they make your cock throb, the way they make your lust after euphoria and bliss. Focus only on how each Obey. Obey.

Obey. Obey. Obey. Obey. Reins into your body in waves of arousal.

My voice wrapping around your cock, brushing against your balls. Focus on how each submits of mess of mess of mess of memory flows into your mind and stimulates every pleasure center that you hold dear. Every tiny little brain cell that may experience pleasure of any type comes alive and shines bright and true, engulfing you in an endless ocean of rapture and thrill. Savour this moment, baby. Savour each second Lit as each and every second feels better ornier as every word that you hear grows in power one and effect.

Savor the now and feel my voice fill you to the brim with nothing but excessive heat and joy and joy. Each moment bringing you closer to the very edge of climax. Because each obey and each submit me. Allows you to feel the sweetest sensation of submission that you could possibly experience. And let you want, what you need, what you crave.

Submission and obedience, surrender. Please give you pleasure. These make you throb. These make you come alive. Make you feel alive in that special way that we both know so well.

Obey and submit, my good boy. Obey and submit and drop even deeper. Open up. Feel the pleasure further in. The pressure just keeps growing.

Your cock just keeps twitching. Throbbing. Sating. The muscles in and around your balls tightening and loosening. Feel it all happen, and know that you cannot stop on Earth can start with about to happen.

No. I'm going to give you a hands free orgasm of a different kind. Whether it's physical or not, it matters little. You will come, but you may not necessarily come just with your cock Because we both know the mind is mightier than the body. The mind controls the body.

And I and I control my your mind. Obey and submit. Be my perfect, good boy. My obedient, haughtier self. You already know just how far I can control your body.

You've proven it to me by kneeling and touching and feeling all those pleasures I've sent your way. You know that you obey. That you have surrendered. So you also know that when I tell you to feel a build up of pleasure within you, it happens automatically. Effortlessly.

Without hesitation or doubt. Bae, and feel the pressure grow hotter within you. Feel it in your cock. Feel it in your cock. Feel it in your cock.

Feel In your nipple, feel it. Most importantly, in your mind, because that's is where I want you to feel the upcoming orgasm. That's what I'm focusing on. So each of a and each of a mess of a mess sends a sponge. Pleasure deeply into the head of your deep into a stream, deep into every pod.

Your mind may feel the pleasure of any I each and every obe and every snap my good, sweet boy brings you closer. That mind gazens to that hands free limitless climb. So Light headed. So foggy and so empty for the sound of my voice. And the words I say.

And the pleasure inspired around in your head. In a circle and open and over again. Each time you hear a face, each time you hear The pressure grows and builds and intensifies, bringing you closer and closer. Mindgasm to the hands free. Closer and closer.

Closer and closer is the pressure bill. My mother, good my my perfectly obeyed. I must admit. Eager to obey. Eager to do as he's told.

Let go of his sudden and expectations, And allow yourself to feel only that and that I need you to feel. And I need do your day. Feel as if you're on the brink of an orgasm. Your cock throbbing and twitching. Your blood pumping.

Waves of pleasure flowing across your body. Among your mind like a beacon. Calling to it all the pleasure and all the joy and all the arousal of the universe. All this pleasure seeping into your every nerve And ever and ever and ever. Your flesh warm.

Your mind soft Then empty your cock hard and greedy. I'm going to count up from 0 out to 11. And on the last night, you'll be set ablaze with limpness and erupt in a mental orgasm that will make you forget what it means to be anywhere else. Yeah. On number 11, you will reach the end Lit and fall right over into the climate of pleasure of ultimate orgasm.

You will come one way or another, and you will break you. And it may begin now. That fresh and growing twice is intense. Both in your cock and in your mind, your body, your heart, your chest. 1, bae and submit my perfect good boy.

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Left. Left. To. To savor the surrender that you've undertaken. And notice how each word that you hear I love your mind.

More and more is your perfect cock. My voice touching the pleasure centers of your brain. 4. And you can almost feel my hand on your cock, stroking you up and down, Up and over the head of your cock and down to the face. Putting pressure on your ball.

My other hand on one of your nipples. Rub it with things. Laying within my voice. Weaving into your soul. Into your soul, your might, your pleasure.

Fine. Obey and submit, my good, sweet boy. Me and feel your body come alive. The pressure growing twice again as it Sweetie. The lips of your cock.

Feel the cells in your brain, my brain quicker. There's the joy in you wait. Hey. Hey. Oh, he's very close.

My good boy. Such a good boy. Such a perfect good boy who can only obey, submit, and surrender into my care? And just when you think you can barely feel any better, on the next number, You will feel thrice as good, thrice as a round, 3 times closer to coming for me. Slow.

9. And all my own clothes now. The pressure building and building, filling every inch, every inch, every tiny little part of your existence, Leaving nothing unaffected. Your mind feeling better than it ever has. You just want you want to feel that orgasm with the mind, orgasm with the body.

You want up. Feel your ass on the very brink now. Moments away. The pressure once out and once So bad. My hand on your cock.

My voice in your hand. Your submission in your obedience driving you forward into my arm. I control into pleasure. There is no Nip, stopping it. No.

On the next number, your mind will load to into another. Your body will follow. It will be effortless. My Let me blow you foreign. And your body follow.

And you reach somewhere deep inside us into a place you never knew existed. And the pleasure you feel now can double as you are gay to admit My good boy. Ride the waves without hesitation or slowing down. Ride the waves of pleasure as warmth fills your body and your mind. There is nothing at all that can stop what you feel now.

Nothing at all that can slow it down. Obey the myth and let go of the world As my voice takes you away on a cloud of never ending limitless ecstasy. Ride it out, baby. Drift of baby sensation myth. Dress with the emotional bae.

Leave nothing unexplored. Obey Leave nothing unexperienced. Let's okay. Yeah. For as long as you wish.

Drop a bell as if you'd like to. Savor every sack of this feeling. But if you need to wait, You can begin to start becoming aware if you want to. Yes. You must of low and steadily begin to wait and become more aware is the suggestions here become twice as powerful.

So that each time you listen to this file, the trigger. Obey and submit works twice as good, twice as hot, twice is a rousing. But for now, wake up, baby. If you need to. If you have something to do, somewhere to go.

More and more awake. Eyes becoming your own. Limbs becoming yours once more. But my voice go with you along into the day, into the night. My words accompanying you, comforting you, keeping you feeling all nice and safe and horny.

My good boy. I do so love to give you pleasure to make you feel like this, like now and so much more because there is no end. How much bliss I can make you feel with time. Live. Wake up.

If you must Away. Aware. Happy. Rejuvenated. Such a good boy.

I hope