Session Length: 35 minutes
Listen to the SAMPLE ...
Shhh, My sweet, be quiet. There is something I need to show you to help explain your passionate craving to serve Me, to be mindfucked dumb, to be programmed and repurposed into what I want. I know your curiosity is insatiable, so allow Me to pull back the curtains on your inner desires as W/we eavesdrop...who will we eavesdrop on? Oh I won’t tell, not yet.
First, you need to be silent and motionless; it is so HARD to truly listen and focus when your noisy thoughts distract you, obscuring the truth buried deep inside your own mind. Allow Me to lull you into a blissful state of abandonment, subconscious reprogramming, an existence of mindlessness.
Yes, My pet, you will DROP hard into a depth of trance so intense even the echoes of your thoughts will ebb into nothingness as you are immersed in My voice and a new level of unconscious awareness. After you are stripped down, blank and empty, the fun begins, as conscious thought is replaced by a visceral desire to serve, to submit, to obey.
So, do you dare to take a vacation (Drop Into Nothing) away from your (conscious) self? Are you a voyeur of your own demise, so deeply and utterly enslaved to My will that you are compelled to jerk off to the rhythm of My words...knowing every stroke inexorably binds you closer to Me? I know the answers already, I know you...snuggle up with your Domina, Me, let’s get a little closer.
Session includes: hypnotic mind control, mindfucked dumb, brainwashed into obedience, blank and empty hypnotized, subconscious reprogramming, masturbation on command, erotic mindfuck, trance depth induction.
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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
