Trombone

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Amazed that they haven't tried a fake or trick play on one of these 4th downs yet.

This is one of the best things I've ever seen

Bad Bunny got into the endzone and scored before either offense

Ah but you see, you dropped the ball so obviously he isn't(!)

I think it probably depends on how I'm going to listen to the file. If it's an everyday listen (e.g. on the bus) then the former. If I have time to really sink into the file and scene then the latter can be amazing.

Although thinking about it that answer probably isn't that helpful to you.

“Awh, I know, I know, plaything. This is torture for you. You want to cum so badly, don’t you?” Your partner cooed, cupping your chin with one hand. “Keep going.” Your hands resumed their torturous motions between your legs. “How long have I teased you for now, pet?”

Your hypnotist smirked as they uncrossed their legs, revealing their sex to your hungry eyes. And in that instant… It was all you could see. The rest of the world faded away and you were staring, dumbstruck and transfixed. “Something caught your eye, pet?”

If it wasn't a million degrees outside, I think this would've melted me into a puddle with how hot this would be to experience 🫠🫠

“Awh, look at you, such a weak, sleepy little plaything for me. A puppet, dangling on my strings. All I need to do is lift a finger and you…” Your hypnotist lifted a finger – specifically tied to a command. You knelt before them, and they smiled. “That’s it. So obedient.”

“I think it’s time we test this, toy. Open your eyes. Come up for me.” Your hypnotist snapped their fingers, and you felt your mind jerked upwards. Ripped from the comfortable, heavy trance space that you had been in. “There you are.” They said, smiling at you.

Your hypnotist slipped their fingers under your chin with a smile, eyes burning with a passionate intensity as they studied you. Their lips looked so soft in this light. “Would you like a kiss, toy?” They asked, obviously noticing where your eyes had gone.

Inspired by @hypnanosis.bsky.social

“Awh, toy, you’re so stupid! You should stop.” Your hypnotist said, holding the dropper over your open mouth. The red liquid inside looked so inviting. You couldn’t stop. “You know this is bad for you, right? It’s gonna make you completely addicted to me.”

“Closer, and closer, and closer, toy! Doesn’t that feel incredible? You don’t want this to end, do you?” Your hypnotist said, as you moaned, writing, trapped under the ministrations of their fingers, between your legs, dancing over your body. “Give me more.”

Love this soooo much

Oh goddess yes please 🥺🥺

Try a file & see if you like it. If the voice makes you feel calm & relaxed try their other files

Finding a good hypnotist is like finding shoes. Everyone has slightly different needs & there are a lot to choose from. If the first file is a perfect fit, great! Most will need to search for a while

“Damn hon, you’re so susceptible.” Your friend with benefits said, smirking at you over the table. The sunlight playing across their face made them look more attractive than usual. “Has someone been playing with your brain?” You didn’t meet their gaze. They didn’t know, did they?

"I tried Calia's Public Squirming file and all it cost me was my mind and soul forever bound to her" definitely sounds like a Fall Out Boy-style song title 😂

This is literally my fantasy... just having the triggers to be available to be used for pleasure at any time for someone would be 🫠🫠

“I want you to look into my eyes, toy.” Your hypnotist said, leaning closer to you, to give you a better view. “You have nothing to do. Nowhere else to be. So, I want you to stare into my eyes. Stare directly into them and let yourself sink. Let yourself begin to slip, into trance.”

It was a soft touch, that brought you back up from trance. A gentle caress of your inner thigh, awakening a tingling desire in your core. A want for more touches. You made a soft moan, moving your leg towards that initial touch, and your hypnotist laughed.

Each moment that you were trapped in this space left your mind reeling more and more. The pulsing pleasure. The desperate need. It was all melting your brain into soft, pliable putty. But restrained as you were, held down, with the headset on, the toy between your legs…

Once again on a Friday night I somehow stumble upon something that makes me go "needneedneedneedneedneedneedneedneedneedneed" 🥺

I told you we’d be back

No, thanks. I'm good.

Yes Goddess. I'll just have to try and not to beg to be allowed to edge over and over all night then 😅

Film night had become somewhat of a ritual with your friend. You’d go to their house, put a film on, and watch it with them. You kept meaning to ask them where they got their sofa from though. Every film night, without fail, you’d find yourself falling asleep.

Especially since there are files where the only price for her control is complete and utter torment and denial 🥰