Sleepylips

She kind remembers...

And kinda doesn't...

i want to be the source of your corruption

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What a good day for a good girl.

Letting your thoughts drift out of your head, it's a win.

She's empty, so helpless when she's this deep, so wonderfully susceptible. No thoughts left, just an empty body. So of course I'd want to make sure she understands her place, first of all. Maybe I could give her a few orders while she's this helpless, she'd follow them so easily, but my interest lies more in making sure she comes back even more helpless. So I'll take the time to be gentle, to guide rather than command. Remind her how lovely it feels in my arms, when my voice is the only one in her mind. Kissing her so gently, telling her how much I love her. I want her to know how much I care for her, how much I need her to be mine. Show her how much she needs it as well.

Slowly guiding her up, piece by piece, putting her mind back together. Nurturing her devotion. Teaching her how lovely it feels to be bound to my will, giving her little suggestions, nothing forced, and allowing her to follow, until it becomes second nature. Reminding her how absolute my voice is, how deeply it controls her thoughts, how easily it can rewrite her reality. Cuddling and holding and petting her so softly at her most vulnerable, so that she'll feel at her most comfortable clinging to me without a thought in her mind. Reminding her that in and out of trance, she's my darling pet, and that I'm as glad she allowed me to take this much control over her as she is.

The seven degrees of hypnosis:

1- Drowsiness

2- Light sleep

3- Profound sleep

4- Absolute Obedience

5- Somnambulism

6- Catalepsy