🔞{Script 23}🔞 Short Dose Of Submission {{Hypnosis Script}}

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I hope you will not think about my feet right now. But if you cannot control your subconscious mind as it is constantly fixated on the powerful image of my bare feet swaying slowly back and forth just inches in front of you before gently, softly resting on your face, it is too late.

My feet will lull you deep into a thoughtless slumber right now. You can imagine staring, transfixed, completely fascinated with my soft soles as they shimmer with sweat.

Wanting so badly to kiss and lick across my arches and between my toes until they are  spotless. Greedily swallowing down gulp after gulp of my foot's perfect flavor, and still begging for more. Unable to control the hunger, the intense submissive craving for the scent of my feet as you take in long, deeep breaths through your nose.

Loving the scent that make your thoughts slow and blur as every muscle in your body falls helplessly limp; you are my puppet, and you know that smelling my perfect feet will instantly cut every one of your strings, leaving you powerless. Unable to do anything but crumble beneath your Princess's perfection and let my feet grind you further and further into oblivion. Breathe in musk, breathe out mind. Breathe in scent, breathe out sense. So completely Blank now, empty of everything but the fact that you are completely Obsessed with Princess and hungry for my feet.

you must obey me

it's alright to remember that you are surrendering complete control of your mind to me right now.. Do you remember My voice? Do you remember how My words slide down your ears and cut right into the core of your mind. Sliding. Just as you are right now. Sliding. That's right, feel yourself sliding. Sliding down into that comfortable feeling of trance. Hear My words in your mind and become helpless to Me once again. Helpless. You must obey. Mindless. Sleepy and obedient. You cannot help but want to obey your Master. Obey and Sleep Deep. Deep Sleep. Mind going fuzzy. It only takes a moment for your mind to begin it's descent down into the depths of My trance. Eyelids feeling so heavy. It only takes a moment. Sleepy. So Sleepy. Yes, you shake your head... trying to clear it... trying to continue reading without letting your eyes close. Trying to stop your eyes from continuing... Keep Trying. Try. try. Try. But you can't stop... can you? Deeper down now. Deeper with My Voice. Always My voice.

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