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How would you like a kinky audio choose your own adventure? Well, now you can. Rough, seductive? It's all up to you...
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That is absolutely one way to look at it. Take care!

Yeah I think you got it exactly! It has to be for you. My "job" is to create a fantasy for those that want to experience it, can. Doesn't mean it will for everyone. But using sensational language like "broken" gives the audience an idea of what to expect/entice them to experience it if they wish

there has to be plenty of aftercare so there's no guilt or shame for enjoying what they did. Hope this helps!

Which is what I created. Now, especially for these kind of audio's, where using said elements will make a woman who enjoys these things "Break" from being a strong, resistant woman into a complete submissive who will do anything ,

Sure! As always this is a complete fantasy (kayfabe breaking here but I'm an entertainer not a "Master"). So, I'll be asked by my Patreons to create a real nasty audio with the kinks they want: degradation, humiliation, taunting, using their submission against them, etc.

I'm Going To Break You [M4F] - Audio - Literotica.com Degradation and Humiliation await..

What you deserve this weekend, is to be broken and rebuilt. I'll help with that, because there's nothing like the look of a broken woman...

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Sure. How do I do so?

Shampoo Your Thoughts Away [M4F] - Audio - Literotica.com A positive hypno file

With everything going on, you could use a nice comfy hypnosis file where I shampoo your thoughts away. Give in to the submission, give in to the pleasure, and drift away...

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#hypnosis, #hypnokink, #hypno

And just as you are about to orgasm thinking of this, have this thought: is there a moment where you’d willingly give yourself up to be that docile little plaything forever? Is there a part of you that would, in the heat of the moment, want my voice to claim you as mine forever?
Have fun, good girl

Then, Monday rolls around.
And it all starts again.
The thought you should have tonight while touching yourself and thinking of this fantasy is: how long. How many weeks until your mind melted and you couldn’t be put back together. How long until you broke and stayed that happy little bimbo.

Perfect.
Because now, for the weekend, I have a completely compliant, submissive, aroused little bimbo to use and play with. As Sunday rolls around, I put your mind back into it’s place. Make sure you are taken care of so that you’re back to full strength on Monday.

Of course, you’re too far gone to understand what that means, but the hours of overstimulation that happen next prove it. By the time the weekend rolls around, there’s barely a flicker of intelligence in those eyes of yours.

Any anger you had toward me melts when you hear my voice. It’s only then that I reveal what I’ve been up to-every night taking a little more of your mind, leaving you a helpless, dumb little bimbo.

Stringing a sentence together has you pausing, adding “like” and “y’know” to cover up the fact that you can’t think of the words. You feel good, though. Pretty. And happy.

On Friday, you think you’ve got it together, but it’s the opposite. You forget your lunch at home. You forget your keys almost hourly. You forget things like how to send an email or what time things are. Thankfully it’s friday, and no one pays much attention. But, you feel dumb. Empty headed.

You demand an orgasm when my voice reaches your mind that night. I oblige, but I don’t like being told what to do. You earn that orgasm after hours of begging and brainwashing. You drift off to sleep, happy.

Still, even with all the denial, you can’t help but giggle like a kid when you think of how badly you want that orgasm. Even your voice sounds higher today than normal.

Thursday appears, and you’re not yourself. You think it’s the fact you weren’t allowed an orgasm, but your whole day has you forgetting even the simplest things. Your employer gives you a few looks today. Just an off day, you say.

Which means it’s a night of twisted and sweaty torture as you’re edged and denied until your mind breaks and you fall asleep, unsatisfied.

Wednesday rolls around, and you’re definitely feeling a little dumber. You keep making silly little errors and find yourself giggling about it. Yet, everything seems happy. Everything is spectacular. You can’t wait to let me back inside your mind again that night. But, it’s hump day.

Tuesday comes around, and you feel a little fuzzy headed. You think it’s from the previous night so you don’t worry too much. Again, you can’t resist my voice, and again, you fall, slumped, docile under my control. Again, you have a wonderful time, obeying and being a good little toy.

Every week
What if.
What if every Monday started with me inside your head. A happy, hypnotic, submissive time is had. A great orgasm. And a great sleep.

Your body is like ice cream to me.
My mouth causing you to melt. My tongue licking and enjoying every inch of your sweet taste.
Soon, you'll be a puddle that I once again caused.

You're like ice cream to me. And I have an insatiable sweet tooth.

taste how sweet your surrender tastes.
You cannot stop yourself from melting. You cannot stop yourself dripping. You are helpless, vulnerable as you melt away into a puddle I can lick and slurp up until there is no more you.

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Your mind is like ice cream to me.
Barely held together in a solid form, the closer it gets to me, the faster it starts to melt.
My warm breath running up and down those scoops of ice cream cause it to drip, to melt away. The touch of my tongue causing this process to go faster, allow me to