erogenousmind: Joseph raised his hand, his middle finger and thumb pressed together, and Angela&rsqu
erogenousmind: Joseph raised his hand, his middle finger and thumb pressed together, and Angela’s eyes grew wide.“I see you remember your trigger,” Joseph remarked, matter-of-factly. “I didn’t think you remembered much of anything from last time. Except for your mantras of course. Repeating endlessly in your head while you went deeper. Or maybe it’s your body that remembers. Your subconscious knows what will happen the moment I snap my fingers, even if your mind does not. Is that feeling of instant surrender etched into your mind, Angel?”“I remember…,” Angela paused, her eyes still locked on Joseph’s fingers. “I remember going under. The times I was awake are fuzzy, and…I can’t recall anything from when I was in trance. But I remember falling…over and over again. I…don’t remember a trigger…”“Very good, Angel.” Joseph’s compliment brought a warmth to Angela, that radiated out of her center. “It’s so easy to forget the details when I play with your mind. There are so many things to pay attention to and instructions to follow. But in the back of your mind, you know what you are supposed to do. You know how to respond. You know what happens the moment I snap my fingers. You have been trained over and over to respond. How does it feel, knowing that I have that kind of power over you?”“It feels…hot!” Angela couldn’t help herself. She had lost track of the number of times she had been left speechless at the end of a night with Joseph. She had experienced pleasures she had only imagined, or had never dared to imagine. They had shared experiences and she could not begin to describe. And through it all, bit by bit, he was taking ever greater control of her mind…of her. And it was so sexy! The missing memories, the mindless obedience, the triggers, those long…sensual…deep inductions. She was his. And she felt so free…“That’s right. Going into trance is so exciting for you. It’s such a visceral reaction for you that your body can’t help but react in anticipation. Just the shadow of a thought, that I might trigger you, a trigger you don’t even consciously remember, is enough to capture your attention. And not just your body, but also you mind remembers exactly how it is supposed to prepare. Already, you attention narrows. You focus… Have you noticed, Angel, that you haven’t so much as blinked since I put my hand up?” Joseph conspicuously moved his hand as he said this, his wrist bending back and forth, his arm raising and lowering slightly. With every motion, Angela’s eyes followed and herbreath caught. He lowered it slightly.“Oh…” Angela swallowed slowly. “No, I hadn’t noticed that.” Her eyes moved to Joseph’s face then darted right back to his hand as he raised it again. It felt so…important.“And that’s such a natural reaction.” Joseph’s voice was so soothing. “You don’t remember how many times you felt your mind go blank the moment you heard the snap, but you remember the feeling. Just a simple sound, a small motion, and you are falling. You are in that place where there is only my voice and obedience to my voice. And it feels so wonderful. And your mind can’t help but drift back to those memories that you can’t quite remember. My hand becomes the focus for you to relive those experiences. And you are so…ready…to experience them again.” His hand began to sway slightly. “Wouldn’t you love that, Angel?”“I’d love it,” Angel responded breathlessly. With just a snap of his fingers, she would be his again. And she wanted to be his so badly. How deep would she go? What would he make her do? What would he make her feel? What would he let her remember?“The anticipation feels wonderful, doesn’t it?” Joseph was toying with her now. His hand gradually swayed side to side, and her eyes followed, unblinking, her head swaying slightly in time with those fingers which held her attention, heldher mind. “Revel in that anticipation, as your mind prepares itself. Focus on my fingers. You have to make sure you don’t miss your trigger, so you have to focus to make sure you can go under instantly and completely. Because it feels so good to respond to your trigger. It is so exciting for your mind to go blank when I snap my fingers. You love the pleasure of mindless obedience. Because trance makes you so happy, doesn’t it, Angel?”“Yes…” Joseph continued to speak, and Angela would listen, because she had been trained to listen, and it felt good to listen. But Angela’s thoughts were focused elsewhere. Her eyes were locked on his fingers, which were pulsing now, rhythmically flexing up and down. She was ready for her trigger…focused…eager…“Feel you body respond as you become more focused,” Joseph continued, speaking in time with the motion of his hand. “Feel your muscles tense each time I might snap and relax each time I don’t. Feel your focus deepen. You are ready to be triggered. Feel yourself relax more and more each time as you focus deeper and deeper. As you tense…and relax. Tense…and relax. Focused on your trigger, the trigger you know will instantly send you into a deep trance. And it gets harder and harder for your muscles to tense as your entire body becomes so relaxed. But you must be ready. Ready to respond. Ready to obey.”Joseph moved his hand directly in front of Angela’s eyes now, his arm still bobbing gently. Angela’s head was still now. Her eyes struggled to follow the small motions of his hand as she breathed in time with them. Her eyes grew wider as his fingers filled her vision. As her trigger filled her mind.“You see only my fingers. You hear only my voice,” Joseph’s words continued to slip effortless into Angela’s mind. “You must be ready to respond. You must be focused. But you are so relaxed. Every breath relaxing you a little more. And you have been trained so well. You will drop without a thought the moment you are triggered. So it’s okay to relax. It’s okay to listen to my voice and feel yourself drift. You will respond without thought so you don’t need to think aboutresponding. You don’t need to think. My words will think for you while you focus on my fingers and my voice and feel yourself drift deeper…and deeper…”“And since the sound of my fingers snapping with trigger you, you don’t need to see them snap to go even deeper. And it would feel so much more relaxing to close your eyes and focus on my voice and wait for your trigger. Close your eyes now and drift deeper. Good. Now there is only my voice. Your mind is blank, waiting to be commanded, waiting to obey. You are ready to surrender to your trigger. You have surrendered to me. Feel the pleasure of your obedience as you go deeper…”Deeper…Deeper… -- source link
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