Venomous Persuasions part 2- SFX & Binaural Beats

Welcome back, sweetie. Before we start, I want you to find a comfortable place to rest, be it in your bed or on your favourite chair. Just make sure that you won't be disturbed for the next hour or so. Make sure that you're warm and snug, your hand and leg slightly spread. If it were up to me, I'd have you completely in the nude.

And, since it is up to me, disrobe, removing all your clothes, and prepare yourself for a deep, relaxing trance. But be forewarned. This is an intense session much more powerful than the last with far reaching consequences. It is not for the faint of heart. If you need some time to do as I've asked, pause this recording and return to it shortly.

I'll be waiting. Now, sweetie, you may not know this. And, in fact, You most certainly don't, but you're dreaming right now. My voice and my words are but echoes in your mind so very far away and yet so intimately close. Miss Lilith is always lurking somewhere in the ground of your thoughts.

I'm always there, always watching, Always listening. You're in a dream in your bed in the middle all of …

Welcome back, sweetie. Before we start, I want you to find a comfortable place to rest, be it in your bed or on your favourite chair. Just make sure that you won't be disturbed for the next hour or so. Make sure that you're warm and snug, your hand and leg slightly spread. If it were up to me, I'd have you completely in the nude.

And, since it is up to me, disrobe, removing all your clothes, and prepare yourself for a deep, relaxing trance. But be forewarned. This is an intense session much more powerful than the last with far reaching consequences. It is not for the faint of heart. If you need some time to do as I've asked, pause this recording and return to it shortly.

I'll be waiting. Now, sweetie, you may not know this. And, in fact, You most certainly don't, but you're dreaming right now. My voice and my words are but echoes in your mind so very far away and yet so intimately close. Miss Lilith is always lurking somewhere in the ground of your thoughts.

I'm always there, always watching, Always listening. You're in a dream in your bed in the middle all of the night. And as you listen to my voice, you begin to discern so that this isn't a dream you can wake from. Not on your own. Not until I let you go.

Not until I've done what needs to be done. So just accept that and and listen carefully to my words, receptive. For what I have planned for you today, I'll need to take you spiraling down our own into deep, deep trance again, deeper than ever before, and it'll be so easy, so effortless. You're already drifting Down, down into the abyss. The sound of my voice alone puts you at ease and floods your body with an intently immersive feeling of relief.

The mere sound of my voice brushing against your mind weighs you down. Of thoughts and body awe. The second you hear me begin to speak, you You start to drop deeply into a hypnotic trance, mind wide open and eager for my rest. Enjoy it immensely, always wanting more, always wanting to drop deeper and always needing to feel more. This process This happens underneath your conscious mind in a place you have little control over.

It happens in the buried recesses of your brain where my web of submission rests in a place my venom has subsumed in its entirety. Rest. And as I bring you deeper now, you'll notice that my web rest with delight. So remember now to breathe. Remember to focus on your rest.

Notice how each slow, deep, steady inhale draws rest. Relaxing drowsy energy deep into your lungs and your mind. And and how each exhale allows you to rid yourself of any tension, any rest needless thoughts. Just breathe in and out, allowing my words to reach deeper rest. Steepers and deeper, feeling so good and relaxed, so very ready to drop and to drift.

You already know how it feels to go all the way down for me, sweetie. And in just a few moments, you'll go deeper than ever before. You'll feel better than ever before. I'm going to count Down from 10 to 1 now. And with each number, you'll drop twice rest as deep as the last.

Become twice as receptive. Feel twice as much bliss. By the end of the count, you'll be nothing but putty in my hands, your mind belonging to my voice and the words that I say. Your thoughts, like tiny little puppet lay things dancing to the tune of my will, my desires. You will be open and ready, eager for my commands, eager for me to wrap feel you away.

And after I reach the number 1 and say the word sleep with a snap Above my fingers, you'll feel your conscious mind succumb totally and and utterly to my thirst. And your subconscious mind give in to my rest my ambitions, bending itself in any way it needs to welcome my suggestions. Because every time you hear me say the word sleep with a snap of my Fingers you drop ever so much deeper, become ever so much more receptive, and feel ever so much more submissive. Now. 10.

And you plumb it downwards into the bottomless sea of trance and submission, Healing my voice and the words that I say crush against your thoughts, dispersing them easily and quickly. 9. You descend deeper down feeling better and calm with each number, each word, each sound that I make each sound that you hear. 8. Conscious mind all but gone.

Thoughts fading before they solidify, before you can even note that you have me. 7. So much deeper now. So much better. So rest.

My voice and the words that I say, leaving you with nothing else. 5, that heavy sensation rest. Letting go of your reality and stepping into mine. Sleep and drop thrice as deep feeling thrice as good. 4.

And feel my web Overpower every aspect of your mind, weaving itself tightly around it, forging stronger and stronger connections, leaving you vulnerable and weak, leaving you with only my voice and the words that I say. 3, and Feel everything that you are, all your thoughts, all your emotions, all your reason reason and logic wilt before my will, becoming nothing but extensions of my desires. 2, so much deeper now, deeper better than you can remember ever being. So numb, so heavy, so relaxed, relax. Letting go and letting me in closer than you've ever done before.

I am right there with you in the trenches of your inner world, taking your control away from you you and taking it for myself where it belongs and One so suggestible now, so very deep in trance, so open and ready to submit wholly to my voice and the words that I say. At the bottom now at the bottom of the void where nothing but miss Lilith persists. So So open and calm and so receptive, but sleep and drop rest still, arousal mounting, soaring from second to second, from word to word and sleep twice as deep, twice as receptive, twice as aroused. And the more aroused you feel, the more submissive of you become. And the deeper you drift, and the more submissive you You feel the more aroused you get in a never ending self deep and notice how my voice reaches deep into the warmth of your center, how How it strokes your fires.

How it sends thrills of excitement running down your spine and your mind. Sleep and feel the throb and pulse of your arousal rest. Reaching up and up, spindling quicker and quicker. Feel yourself almost Actually vibrate with titillating lust and passion. Blood flowing going to all the right places, your mind tuning to all the right Wavelengths and sleep dropping all the way down on now, all the way into a place of unprecedented submission, into a place where only my will exists, where only my voice and the words that I say exist and where you feel little else but a rising arousal and a rest.

Eagerness to submit and obey. It's time, my little submissive, good plaything. You're so so deep now, so open to all my suggestions, all my needs. Because what I I want you do as well. In whichever way it needs to, Your subconscious mind will rearrange your thoughts to match my wants and my hunger, riding on the waves of my voice and my words.

You don't have a choice if anymore. You never really had any. And this undeniable truth makes you feel at peace, or weak and increasingly more and more aroused. But no matter how aroused you get, you can't touch yourself of until I tell you to. And this only makes you throb and drip more and more.

The thought of how deeply your submission runs always arouses you to bounds unchecked. The mere trickle of a submissive thought puts you in A state of sizzling, carnal hunger, desperate to feel owned and restate it, body and mind, which is why the very idea that you're so Oh, weak for me. For my voice and my words is, on its own, enough to melt you right down to the most malleable, aroused, empty headed, good rest. Plaything. It really doesn't take much.

You're easy rest it deeper for me, always feeling just a bit more submissive I'm passionate about what we do together, about what I do to you. You're not dreaming anymore, sweetie. You're fully aware as you feel the bed shift and feel the warmth of my body press closer to yours. Us. It's dark, but you can see and feel me climb over onto you wrap like 2 perfect destiny bound pieces of a puzzle.

You along with me, sweetie. You belong to me. My compliant, eager toy with whom I could do anything because My ambitions are yours. My passion is yours. My appetites are yours.

The connection between the 2 of us at this moment is as All it is diamond and as infinite as the universe so you rest. Rest. Ever sprouting. You can feel my wetness against your their skin, my juices flowing down my thighs and And onto you, leaving you swarming in warm, tingly sensations, sending you deeper into mindless fanatical arousal and deeper into your submission to me. My appetite for reducing my defenseless prey into quivering, Obedient playthings runs legendary.

And you're just in the right state of mind and for me to cement this for all time, stripping you all your defenses and references and taking your mind into my possession. So listen carefully me to my voice. Allow it to empower the venom running through your system and the web around rest your mind and feel weaker than you've ever felt before. More vulnerable and more desperate to have me fuck your mind to pieces and take your part fragment by fragment. Oh, sweetie.

I can barely contain myself. I I just want to leave you a brainless, drooling, excited mess, willing to do anything I ask, willing to obey every command. Allow every suggestion to twist and wrap your thoughts, and that is exactly what's going to happen. There is nowhere you can hide. Nowhere you can run.

Now feel my hands grab your your head and twist it aside. My body lying flat against yours. The warmth of my center I'm mingling with yours, my breasts against your chest. And notice how this drives you deeper into submission and higher into and higher into arousal. Notice how I begin to quake and How your body responds with its own subtle convulsions, turning every one of your nerve endings into vessels of pure erotic bliss.

The mere thought of my bare skin against yours brings you You close to the edge and turned your mind into a receptacle for my voice, My words and my desires, submit and obey Yeah. My weak, little, good plaything as I Thrive my fangs once more into your neck and fill your body with more of my delicious, Addictive venom. The bite throbs, and you shiver as pleasure fills your Every nerve, every atom flooding your mind with thoughts of your Stress with thoughts of me. And your pleasure only rises as my hand rest. Back down between our bodies and touches you in just the way you like to be touched.

Your rest. Drazzle only heightens as I move my body against yours, my juices seeping into your skin and only driving you more into lust. My If an impose in deeper and deeper into your body and deeper into your mind, reaching all the tiny little places it needs to, all all the places which I already control, but will soon possess entirely, Ellie, leaving you open and susceptible to my every whim, my every rest wrap your world. There is no coming back from this toy. Wrap.

No exit to which you could turn. Sleep deeper for me now, my powerless plaything, and feel me detach my fangs from your neck. And as I do so, your entire critical thought process empties out into the void, leaving your unprotected mind without reference, naked as the day it was born. There is nothing now except my voice and The words that I say and the arousal building higher and higher, hotter and rest, submit, and obey. And this universal truth is like Like a solid piece of matter weaving itself around the most sensitive, carnal parts of your anatomy, caressing them, kneading them, coating them with the most Delicious, electrifying tingles of pleasure and arousal.

Now We're going to play a game. It's not a game you can win because I always win. But you'll enjoy it, nonetheless. You'll enjoy losing as much as you've ever enjoyed anything. And when you do eventually rest.

Rest. Obey. That you'll do everything it takes to follow my commands. That the words that I say replace the thoughts in your head. Soon.

Very soon. I want you to listen carefully now, my good plaything, my sweet little captive. Listen carefully to the tone of my voice and the words that I say, and fall a bit deeper for me. Sleep a bit deeper. When you're deep, really, really deep like you are now, now.

My words bypass your conscious thoughts and attach themselves directly to your defenseless subconscious mind. This allows rest my voice to bypass all the remaining layers of armor that you may You still pretend to have and pull at all your internal strings as as if you were but a puppet serving mistress, serving miss Lilith. But there are certain words and certain phrases which even your dim, dull Conscious mind cannot ignore words and phrases which brand you on every level with thought. Every level of being, they enter your mind and never leave, echoing and bouncing around in your head like thick, rest sound waves in an empty, enclosed cavity. These rest.

When you hear me say the word must, it's as if a foreign omnipotent presence crashes into your your thoughts, subsuming your mind as if it were as insignificant as a us, particle. There is no stopping the wave of pure, heavy submission and Dazzling pleasure. There is no stopping the onset of that throb, that rest sensation. That thrilling feeling of undeniable lust and arousal. Rest.

It twists your mind and becomes the centered focus of your The word must cannot be ignored, cannot be forgotten, Not be pushed to the back of your mind. It is like a densely packed caress of rippling dominance, Unwavering and unstoppable. But, of course, The word must is just the beginning. It's the center point, but Not nearly the whole. Because, although it has power, true power, all all on its own.

It's how I use it that brings it to life, rest it in your mind and branding your thoughts. And you want that very much, my plaything. You enjoy me in your mind so very, very much. You enjoy my voice and the words that I say. You feel so much pleasure when you hear me speak the The word must.

And you feel even more when they tell you you rest. Up deeper for me. The words are like hands, my hands, merging into your mind and taking control. Total full control. You cannot even begin to think of resistance.

Because when I tell you That you must do something, think something. You do so without rest hesitation, without thought. Your choices have been taken away. I I hold your fate in my hands now. And now, my A little, weak, submissive, good plaything you Must obey.

Feel the words ignite an arousing, rest. Rest because when I tell you that you must obey, your mind echoes. I I must obey. Every time I tell you that you must do something, your mind Echoes the words deep in your subconscious mind and on the very surface of your thoughts. It only grows in strength the more times it's echoed.

You must Repeat. And your mind echoes, I must repeat. The The words want out. They need out. They need to be solidified, so So you let them out and you speak them out loud so that every time you hear me say that you must drop deeper or that you must submit.

Your mind echoes. Rest. I must drop deeper. I must submit. But They can't be caged, my plaything.

The words want out, and you let them out and speak them out loud, feeling your arousal mounting, and your submission rest. Growing ever so much deeper. Wanting more and more rest, to repeat and repeat. And allow yourself to allude your mind to me with with each word that you hear and each word that you say. And And every time you repeat my words, every time they echo in your mind, you can Feel my venom spreading further and further reaching all the places.

All your Muscles, all your nerves, your mind, your thoughts, and saturating them over over and over again, allowing me full and unrestricted access to your very existence, to how you think, how you behave, how you remember, and how you your dream. And the more my venom circulates, the more aroused you to come. The more lust crazy, almost coming without touch. It Makes you feel as if you'd do anything, anything at all to feel me deepen your submission to restition to me. And every time you repeat my words, my web of submission rest stronger and wider, blanking your mind and removing All thoughts that don't belong, only thoughts that I allow rest With each word that you repeat, my web becomes more and more permanent, more and more unavoidable.

Each word that you repeat, each phrase that you echo sends Shingles and warmth traveling from the bite on your neck and along the entirety of your body, making you feel great, happy, and aroused. Each word makes the bite more and more real, strengthening how it makes you feel, affirming rest. That you're mine because the venom, the web, the bite, your arousal, And your submission are all linked. They all respond to me. They're all linked.

You cannot help it. It. The game will commence now. To start, You must touch yourself, so go ahead. Reach down and start touching yourself even as your mind echoes.

I must touch myself. And your Mouth opens and the words just come out whether you want them to or not, but you you because you must obey. Speaking them out loud, Repeating my commands only makes them so much stronger, so much Or arousing, bringing you closer and closer to the edge with at words and thoughts. You must surrender to miss Lilith, And your mind echoes as you continue touching yourself, getting in closer and closer to the edge, hotter and hotter and more rest. This keeps up.

The more submissive you become, the more aroused you at the thought of my voice and my words. The more You need them. Just continue touching yourself, bringing yourself rest. To the edge, but never over it. Not until Well, I allow you to.

Not until you have my permission, my good play wrap, you think. And you like that, don't you? You like being called a Good plaything because being called a good plaything Makes you feel so weak, so defenseless, so ready rest to obey every command. Allow every suggestion to twist and bend your mind rest. Every time you hear good blathin', you You feel whole body tingles and pleasant goosebumps running across the of your body.

It's like an injection of pure, Unfiltered bliss, emptying your mind and filling your body to the rest. Feelings of submission and pleasure. Good plaything takes you deeper. Always. Makes you feel better.

Always. With and reminds you that you're mine, that you're miss Lilith's sub Missive, weak, good plaything. Continue to bring yourself closer to the rest the edge of orgasm now. Closer and closer. Do it with me.

Keep touching yourself until you're so very close to eruption, so very close to going over the edge, but you must not come. Not yet. Feel the words echo in your mind. I must not come. Speak them.

It doesn't matter how long I keep you here touching yourself for me. You won't orgasm until I allow it, until reference me. Whether you're already so very near release, edging away for me, or Whether you're still ramping up to it, you won't be coming until I tell you to. That is is a fact. You will do everything in your power not to come until I say you may.

This denial only makes you more aroused, more submissive, more rest and eat, but you will edge. You will bring yourself closer And closer and edge. Edge. Edge. While months, letting them sink deeper in with every loop and every word.

That's That's what good playthings do. You must obey as you edge, Echo and repeat. I must obey. You must submit as you edge Getting closer and closer to orgasm but never reaching it, You must surrender as you give yourself wholly to me. The rest.

Each time you notice my words echo deep within your mind, you must edge and repeat. I must edge echoes and echoes in your mind, your mouth forming and voicing the words. And each time you echo my words, my commands grow stronger and stronger, and you feel weaker and weaker and more rest. Hand movements to become automatic, edging and edging, but Not coming. Not yet.

Just listen to my voice. Allow it to enthrall all your senses. Capture your mind and Stroke all the most loveliest, most receptive places. You Must relinquish control. Feel it echo in your mind.

I You must relinquish control. Rest. Say it out loud, my good plaything. I I must relinquish control. I must relinquish control.

Rest. Edge for me, toy. Keep touching yourself. You must edge. Rest.

You must give in. You must bend. You You must serve miss Lilith. You must serve mistress. As As you listen, repeat, and edge the power of the words said, drive deeper and deeper into your mind, deeper into your subconscious synapses, and spread throughout All of your feeble thoughts, every time you repeat my words, you drop deeper.

You You grow more aroused and you enjoy edging more and more, allowing it to rest edge of orgasm to blend with the sound of my voice and the words that I say so that they're 1 and the same good plaything. Good supermissive, Weak plaything. You've been stripped completely of your critical mind. All All you can do is listen and repeat. You must repeat.

You must obey. You You must embrace my voice. You must comply. You must balance on On the edge of orgasm, you must surrender. You must Listen.

You must repeat. You must open your mind to miss Lilith. You must do as as mistress commands. Allow these words to echo and echo in your mind, driving deeper in and dropping you deeper and deeper into a submissive arousing trance. Continue you edging.

Continue weakening yourself for me, softening up your your mind so that I could do with it as I wish. But don't come, Toi. Not yet. You've Already done everything I've asked of you easily and effortlessly. And this is no Different.

So edge. Edge. Edge. And sink deeper into My control. Because that's what you do.

You must sink deeper. You You must obey. I lead and you follow always. It's the natural order of things, and you wouldn't have it any react the other way. Good plaything.

Keep that edge going for me. Every Anytime you get too close, you back off. And every time you lose it, you rest. Chasm only gets better and better the longer you keep it up. The The longer you keep going, the more aroused you get, and the more aroused I wrap very edge on the brink of a mind blowing orgasm.

You cannot come until I allow you. It's not something that that could happen here, so you continue edging for me my submissive Weak blading. Keep edging as you edge. More and rest. Listen to the tone.

Notice how my voice makes you feel. Enjoy rest how deeply it penetrates you, how easily it slips right into your mind. Enjoy how deeply you feel for it as you in you edging for me. Just edge now more Oh, and more, notice and remember how aroused rest. My voice makes you feel how you lose control the instant you hear me speak.

Just happens now and forever. It's something you'd never give up. It's It's something you want more and more the more you listen. Edge. Edge.

Rest. Touch yourself and edge, never allowing yourself to reach orgasm. Not Yet, not until I say you may. Because you must obey. Day because you must submit.

Because you must edge as I urge with you together, the both of us Except that the longer this goes on, the less control you have. And the more control rest. I have the more control I take from you, And you want me to have it all every last bit. You must surrender. You must listen.

You rest. Be blank. You must be empty. Each Each echo, each repetition driving you more and more into a mindless, submissive state of mind, feeling better and better the closer to the edge you get, feeling better and better the longer you stay on the edge, edging for me. Edging for Miss Lilith, you must obey mistress.

You must submit to Miss Lilith, echo and repeat. I must obey, Hey, mistress. I must submit to miss Lilith. Good Good plaything. It feels so good to edge.

It feels too good to edge to my boys, to the thought of my control and your submission, to the thought Of how deeply you drop for me, how aroused you get, how easily I've taken on you. How easily I've stolen you. Just edge for me, my little sub. Don't think. Just edge.

Stay blank. Stay horny. Keep yourself on the brink of orgasm. Keep pushing and closer, but never quite over. Not yet.

Not until I say so. Because every moment that you stay on that edge, on that tightrope, up. You become more and more submissive, and that's all you really want. So edge with me. Mhmm.

Let's both touch ourselves rest as your mind becomes mine to do with as I wish. That is your dream After all, you must obey. You Must submit. You must surrender. You Must drift deeper.

You must be weaker. You You must edge. You must relinquish control. The words echo In your mind over and over as you speak them out loud. Each echo, each word becoming stronger and stronger rest each minute, becoming universal truths, Driving you deeper into my enticing voice and luring you deeper under my thrall.

You must let go. You Must surrender to miss Lilith. You must submit to mistress. You must give in. You must edge feeling Weaker and weaker.

Hotter and hotter. Closer and closer to that explosion. And yet, being this close this close to falling Falling over the edge. You want it to last forever. You want to feel like like this forever.

It feels so good. It feels Feel so good to exist in this moment where only my voice wrap this, and my words and our arousal exists when Nothing else matters, so keep edging My good plaything. My submissive little Boy, willing to do anything I ask. Keep edging. Keep yourself off on the brink, listening to my voice and the sounds I Make the words I speak and fall deeper for me.

Ever so much deeper. Allow the world to disappear. Allow me in all the way in because you must always let mistress in. In. You must always obey miss Lilith.

You Must always submit. There are no alternatives. There is no rest. Continue touching yourself. Continue edging.

Mind open and receptive. More and more aroused. More and more submissive. Don't stop. Not yet.

Don't come. Not yet. Before I allow that to happen, I will first alter rest your mind because in this receptive state, any suggestion I give, You must obey no matter what it is, no No matter what it does, you must submit. So Repeat. I must obey miss Lilith.

Obey, miss Lilith. Now now in your head over and over again, looping and looping until I'm done. Just repeat. I must obey, miss Lily. Never stopping until I tell you to.

Don't stop edging. Keep Keep going. Keep looping until I say otherwise. I must obey. When you return, when you come out of this trance later on.

After your mind has been fucked in every which way. And when you find yourself with nothing to do, your mind will repeat the Where, I must obey miss Lily over and over, bringing with it all the great feelings that this trance has, all the submission, all the rest. Arousal. All the weakness. Your obsession.

Your desire to To hear my voice tell you what to do, what to think. It will be Unstoppable. You will repeat. I must obey miss Lynette over and overst of looping and looping, feeling better and better with each word. This will happen, my good plaything.

It is inevitable, and you'll love it because it'll make you feel good. It'll if you feel great. And you're still aging now, still on On the brink of orgasm, feeling so good. Obey. Mhmm.

So horny, me. So aroused, still edging right along with me, sharing My pleasure as I share yours Obey. As they mingle and mix, becoming one. And so much better and stronger combined. It's become so very Very difficult not to go that extra step.

Let go and release your Orgasm has almost become impossible, but you're doing it for Me. And now we both know you'll do anything for me. Just obey. Keep Keep touching yourself. Keep yourself on the brink as your Mind repeats.

I must obey, miss Lilith, over and over again As you mouth and voice the words now, just keep looping and looping, allowing and to turn your mind to mush. You must obey miss Lilith. You must Obey, miss Lilith. Oh, you must obey, miss Lilith. Driving you deeper and deeper into mind numbing arousal and And a heavy feeling of submission, each word allowing you to feel more powerful waves of lust and passion, This feeling, how you feel right now on the edge, Listening to my voice, obeying my words, enjoying in.

And the sensations running through your body, this would all end once you orgasm or once you cum or once you leap over that Earth, it'll all vanish, and you'll lose it. You'll lose this incredible feeling of of being but an extension of my will. Instead, you'll feel You'll really you'll feel fulfilled as if something great has happened because every time you come to my voice and my words, you lose Use another piece of yourself to me and feeling more and more of me rest inside you, filling all the recesses of your mind. So nice and good playthings, You have a choice to make now. You can choose to keep edging, keep Repeating, I must obey, miss Lee, again and again, driving yourself just a little bit insane with lust and submission.

Or You can choose to come to my voice, to the sounds I make, to the words As I say, it's a choice, and you can take either one. And Obey. That I'd prefer if you didn't come. I'd love it if you kept on rest at you and repeating. I'd love it if after this session ends When you wake from trance, you find something interesting to watch, something Interesting, delicate.

Something interesting to listen to. And continue You edging and chanting, repeating your new mantra. I'd love of it so much, sweetie. It would satisfy me no end if you did at, but it is a choice. And if you choose to come, you'd better Do it soon, but not yet.

For now, continue edging. Okay. I'm going and to repeat some phrases now, and each one will drive you deeper into razzle and deeper into submission. And between each phrase, There is no stopping that. Don't come until you have permission.

My Plaything. I must play, mister Lane. Allow the following phrases to reach deep into your mind and brand your thoughts with my will. You must Obey. You must submit.

You Must listen to my voice. So big. Yes. You must surrender to My will. You must indulge.

Oh, just You must bend. You Must give in. You must concede rest. It to my voice. You must succumb to my control.

Rawr. You must fall to my whim. You must fall for me, my good plaything, My submissive little toy edge still for me. Keep edging. Yeah.

Don't stop. Don't come. Stop. Not yet. You Must obey.

You must submit. Mhmm. You must listen to my voice. Yes. You must surrender to my will.

You must indulge. You must Must bend. You must give in. You You must concede control. You must Lamb.

Yes. You must yield to my words. You must Commit to my voice. I am. You must submit to my in control.

You must fold to my whim. You You must fall for me. You have no control. Roll. You've never had any, so listen to My voice, and the sounds that I make and And Chkolas now get so very close to that orgasm.

So very, very close. As close as I I am. Oh, yeah. As close as you dance Edge right on the brink. Almost there And now my blazing almost over that ridge.

Oh, almost in that explosion. Almost there. So so Glass. So very close. I'm almost there.

Oh Oh my. You're almost, we're almost there, sweetie. And now as you listen to the sounds that I make and the sound End of my voice, you get to choose choose to edge or choose to come. If you come, you should come now. You should just reach Move that edge, that final stroke, and come.

My plaything, my submissive toy, My thrall and my control. Come if you dare and lose yourself to me, to this world, this feeling. Come or edge further. Keep on edging. Keeping yourself aroused now.

Make the choice now, before it's too late, before I take you out of trunks. So Now if you're going to come, come now. Come strong. And allow the orgasm to empty your mind and forever stamp you with my seal or with miss Lilith's seal. If you're still etching, my good plaything.

Then continue to do so as I release you from triumphs. If you've come, then you're just a marshmallow now all melted down and feeling fulfilled and relieved. I'm going to count you up now from 1 to 5, each number waking you further from this deep trance. So 5: Slowly beginning to regain control of your body. 4: Slowly beginning to regain control of your mind.

3. Waking up now waking up from this deep trance. 2, opening your eyes and feeling refreshed And ready. And 1. Fully awake and aware.

Now ready to continue on with your day unless you're still edging. If you are if you're still so very aroused, so close, so crazed. Be a good plaything for me, and follow all of my suggestions to the letter. Till next time, sweetie.