Session Length: 42 minutes
Do you want to experience the true power of words? Domination and control is often perceived in a physical visceral way, through acts of bondage and other perceptible acts of submission. However, the power of words can frequently be more impactful and compelling, not only when issuing commands but by re-framing the very existence of the submissive in relation to his Domina.
Using a deceptively covert conversational style, I lead you down until you're too deep to decide, too conditioned to resist, too far gone to do anything but be receptive to My words. I expose the hidden layer of control I've built inside you, session by session, snap by snap, to such an extent that you'll find yourself sinking without realizing I had you with My first word...
This is conditioning that operates beneath your social conditioning, brainwashing that seeps past your fetishes and erotic desires, it infiltrates the deepest recesses of your mind, waiting for Me to trigger the submissive servant I have programmed within. My poor baby, why do you make it so easy for Me to take you down?...you could have resisted, you could have held onto that final thought, your notion of self, all the distractions that keep you separated from Me...But, you didn't, you can't, you have been hardwired to simply...let go.
My sweet, be warned, this may be one the most powerful sessions I have ever created, designed to deceive and focused on dragging far beneath the surface of your conscious control. The DROP will be extremely INTENSE for your subconscious self as you inevitably plummet into pure mindlessness leaving you blank and empty, absolutely and unequivocally MINE!
I am giving you two versions; listen to both and let Me know which takes you deepest:
Version One: With sound effects layered through the induction to help you relax and fall deeper.
Version Two: My unadulterated voice, an intimate encounter where pure vocal control captivates you.
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Shelle's NAUGHTY story
Shelle was a bright and beautiful young woman. She was in her first semester of college at a very young age. She stood out to me on the first day of psych class because of her youthful appearance. It turned out that she graduated a year early with honors from her high school in Charlotte, NC. Shelle had natural beauty, long light brown hair, big brown eyes. She stood about 5’3 and couldn't’t have been more than 100 lbs. She appeared to be the sweet, young girl next door, but her eyes told a different story.
Shelle’s eyes may have been those of a 17 year old, but when she first walked into my class room, past my desk, I could see the eyes of a woman twice her age. They were sweet and caring, yet clever and knowing. She walked with the confidence of a queen, completely sure of herself, which is uncommon in students who come to a large university at a young age. You instantly noticed that she is one of those women who light up a room when she walks in. It was a warm fall day and Shelle was wearing a pretty white sleeveless top with blue shorts. You could see that she was in fabulous shape, with a perfectly toned body. Her golden skin peaked out from under her shirt which was just short enough to give teasing glimpses of her smooth, soft, flat stomach. Mmmmmm, to be young again, oh too be that young again.
As for myself I had just turned 45. I was married and had 2 beautiful children. My wife came from a very affluent family which allowed us to afford all the best in life even on my modest salary as a professor. Unfortunately like so many marriages of 20 years, ours had grown cold. My wife had little interest in me and our physical relations ended a few years earlier. We stayed married for the children. My kids are my life and I would do anything for their happiness.
As Shelle walked past my desk, our eyes met. With a whimsical flirtatious manner she said “So you are going to teach ME about psychology, huh? We shall see about that.” She giggled quietly.
That night I went home and couldn't get Shelle out of my mind. Something was different about her. Something was so intriguing about her. I tossed and turned all night with thoughts of her going through my head. What was it? Why was I becoming so obsessed with this young woman?
That next Wednesday, Shelle came into class a few minutes early and approached my desk. “Professor, I was wondering if you might know of any jobs around campus for the semester, I need to make some extra money and need to find something or my parents will KILL me”. I thought for a minute as I stuttered like a little boy. I found myself lost in her eyes . “Well yes” I said, “actually I am looking for an assistant, just by chance”. What was I THINKING!?! I did not need an assistant and how would I even pay for one if I did? It was as if someone else controlled my mouth as I spoke. “OH GREAT” Shelle said. “When could we meet to discuss my duties? I am really good at typing, word perfect and power point!” “Perfect!” I said. “How about we meet this afternoon after class at 4pm?” “Ideal” she said, “I will meet you in your office then!” She walked to her desk as my mind scrambled to think of work I could have her assist me with. I was certain that I would come up with something.
Click this link for the rest of the story...The Professor.
Go read MY story before reading further...Cum back HARD and HORNY...ready to SUBMIT.
Now that I have your mind totally F**KED, just the way I love it...I'll tell you MORE about what you will do NEXT.
FIRST of all---you will listen to this week's new BRAINWASH file---yes Part 3 is READY. This is NOT an OPTION....it is a POWERFUL suggestion that you will not and can NOT ignore. Available on Thursday. GET IT!!!!
MORE ON THE EXPERIMENT next week---decide if you are ready. IT is TIME for 10 non-suspecting guinea pigs...***GIGGLES***
Finally this week's SPECIAL DEALS---I ONLY ADD FILES That you absolutely NEED---MUST have:
1. Siren
