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Deeper, she said–you need to go deeper…
Woooah..now this one is hard to look away from….
😮 ♡
Oooooooooooooh

You know this touch so well
you yearn for this touch
this bliss
you remember the last time you felt it
you remember how much you loved it
you remember how much you miss it
How you miss it and want to feel it again
that touch
that sends you over the edge
that touch
that gets you to melt down completely
that touch
that drops you instantly
you want it
you need it
you can’t wait for it
knowing that as you continue
as you continue reading
you will feel that touch
you will feel all these wonderful sensations
you feel it getting closer
closer and closer
eagerly awaiting it
wanting it so much
so close
so very close
almost..
an inch away
you feel it
*NOW*
all these wonderful feelings
the joy
the bliss
the happiness
the pleasure
the drop
so go ahead
go ahead and enjoy it
enjoy it completely
enjoy it for as long as you want
O///O @djinn-fire @thehypnobunny
Ooh…Oh yes…

Mmm?
Maybe she’s been a good girl, but he’s been such a bad boy. Look at that grammar!
*back and forth*
*back and forth*
Reblog if you want to be hypnotized by my pocket watch.
Back and forth…
Back…and forth…

just let the brainwashing happen… resisting it only makes your head hurt
let it.. happen… can’t resist…
more…
…can’t resist even if I wished I wanted to… I need more brainwashingg
Brainwashing is good for you. Brainwashing is pleasure.
fuck i can’t get enough of this stuff when i’m trancing
Reblog if you want one of these in your ask box:
•A compliment
•A story
•Why you follow me
•If you met me what would you do
•A cute message
•One thing you want to tell me
•One thing you want to know about me

Sometimes, it’s tough to be a toy.
Sometimes, the stress and pressures of life intrude.
When that happens, I can help. It’s simple:
First, find your pulse.
It might take a few seconds. Steady your breathing. Concentrate.
There it is. Your heartbeat. Underneath the chaos, the strong, even rhythm of your life.
Say the words in your head, at first. In time with each beat.
Sleep. Serve.
Sleep. Serve.
Sleep. Serve.
Sleep. Serve.
Sleep. Serve.
You’re doing so well. I can see you’ve become calm. The faraway look, the glazed, glassy stare, it’s returning to your eyes.
Your breathing is slow and steady, now. Relaxed. Peaceful.
You can begin to chant out loud.
Sleep. Serve.
Empty. Toy.
Sleep. Serve.
Empty. Toy.
Sleep. Serve.
Empty. Toy.
That’s so much better, isn’t it? Now, you’re ready. Take my hand.
Staring and sinking is better than thinking
i just realized that my window was open while i was listening to some files by @ellaenchanting & @sex-obsessed-lesbian
there was a mantra in one of them
i was already so embarrassed saying a mantra in the first place and now my snooty neighbors probably heard me professing how relaxing it feels to focus and how much better focusing feels as i relax more and how thedeeper i go themore i focus andthemoreifocusthebetterifeel
My guess is, the snooty neighbours are now standing by their open window, eyelids fluttering, swaying slowly back and forth as they rhythmically repeat
The more we focus the better we feel
The better we feel the deeper we go
The more we focus the better we feel
The better we feel the deeper we go…
