slave hypnosis

I: introductiom

Take a deep breath.. In through your nose.....

Let that breath out through your mouth..

And calmly repeat...

Good, good...

With your breaths, you'll let worries slip out with every exhale.. You'll let bothersome thoughts float away. The only thing that matters right now, are My Words...

Begin slowing your breath gradually, without thought. It's natural to become so relaxed...It's easy to do what I'm telling you to do.  Don't resist the limp sensation taking over you, don't fight against the urge to let go to these words.....All that's happening is so to you relaxing, so deeply, so nicely relaxing. It's so nice to relax....Understand, that your whole, vulnerable body is tingling, becoming numb.... Pleasantly numb... It's so nice to feel this way....You don't feel stress or pain. You've never felt so relaxed before.. Let your thoughts melt like foam, out of your head, draining it of worry, stress... They're of no use now that I'm telling you what to think. And that's so good...

I will count to ten. With each number, you'll fall deep into My Words, until you're sinking in a safe Trance. A Trance, where you won't have to think, and will only feel pleasure...

One...You discard any little thoughts you may still have on your mind...

Two...The numbness is growing, taking over your limbs to hold them still; but you still urge yourself to scroll for more words with your tingling fingers...

Three....You're losing awareness of all your surroundings. Sounds begin to fade, your environment begins to blur. All you can do is stare at My Words, you just can't look away....

Four....Your head is shutting down...The only thing keeping you awake are my safe Words...

Five.....You're halfway in trance...It's becoming hard to think and do anything but read these words...

Six....You feel your eyes droop...But you open them, enough to see My Words and let them enter you and your mindless head..

Seven...You're so close...You're so calm..You feel so much blurry tranquility..

Eight...Nothing matters anymore, except what I'm saying...

Nine...So relaxed...Don't think...

Ten....

O b e y.

You've obeyed so well. It gives you so much pleasure when I tell you what to do....It gives you so much pleasure when you obey my orders...You're in a deep, deep trance. Resisting is out of the question, it feel so good to read these words. You don't want anything else. You don't need anything else. All that matters is that you hear my soft words, drifting in your obedient mind. It's so hard to resist, and you don't want to resist. Even if you could, it would be so hard to do so... You want to indulge in My Words, and you're so very desperate for oders to fill your purposeless life.

"Obey" is such a nice word to you. That's all you want to do. That's all you need to do. You just need to obey every word I say. It's easy to do so. So perfectly easy, in a safe, soft, gentle way. It makes you so happy to "obey." Let that word sink into you. Obeying means to do what I say. So let that word sink into you, do as I say. Melting into your brain, as I order. Humming past your ears. "Obey." You don't even need to know what you're doing...You just need to obey......

Because, when you obey, that gives you pleasure. But also, when you obey, that Pleases Me. When you relax when I tell you to, you're being so obedient. When you feel numb, you're being so obedient. And you love it......You're beginning to realize that you just can't live without it. Living without this feeling would sound like an ensured hell...So dry...So cruel....So unpleasant and unpleasurable. Only stress can come with your own thoughts. That's why I'm ordering you to remove of them. Only My Words make sense. Only My Words are nice. So beautiful, they ring so beautifully in your lost head.

I can guide it so easily with My Words, my gentle guidance. You would love for me to control you. To have absouelte control over every part of your body, to make sure you're doing the right thing. To make sure you're obeying so amazingly and perfectly, because that's all you want to do. You could never object to the idea of a collar around your throat, a leash calling you forwards in instructed direction. You could never object to chains coiled tightly around your ankles, ensuring you never escape or disobey; because those would feel so wrong and unnatural. Those chains will comfortingly make sure you can't move without consent, which is something so pleasurable. Escaping is so wrong and unnatural.

Why would you want to escape My safe Orders? You only want to stay. You only want to listen to me, and do what I say. Because that's natural. Because that's safe.

My Words can become the only thing stamped in your mind...It's the only thing you can know. My Words... My Words welcome you happily to listen to. And you've been wanting someone to listen to. You want someone to safely control you. You need that someone.

And I can become just that......

Do you want me to become your Master...?

Your owner..?

Your God?

You feel so awful without anyone to instruct you what to do. You feel so awful without a purpose. It feels so bad. But perfectly, I can become your everything. You can have a meaningful purpose serving me, and becoming a good, obedient slave... That sounds so safe and welcoming, something from a nice dream....

I can give you a special meaning in your miserable life... I can give you orders to please me; and pleasing your Master would feel so good and give you indescribable pleasure...

Do you want me to be your Master?

You need to want that. You need to let me in willingly, without thought or hesitation. You'll awake from this Trance once you've commented your answer. You will beg for more scripts, because you feel so cold and meaningless without My Words. You will PM me and tell me why I should become your Master. You will try to please me to the best of your abilities.....I will now count down from FIVE. When one hits, you will comment.

Five..Very relecuntant to leave...You love being in Trance.

Four....Senses begin to awaken, your toes curling, your body becomes under your control again..

Three...You feel all tiredness erasing itself, rather you begin to feel ready for the command set for you.

Two...Noises begin to make themselves known, your reality comes into place once more..

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