Breach of Trust
The audio depicts a situation in which the trust of the listener is (or has been) broken.
You've been a superhero for a long time now. You've even made a pretty good name for yourself. Tonight, you're staking out some criminals you've been tracking for a while. But before you can leap into action, she appears... A newbie hero with a ridiculously revealing costume. She tells you she can secrete pheromones that make people docile. She wants to help you fight, but you aren't so...
Your girlfriend wants to do anal on you, but you are not a fan. She is so insistent it comes to a brief physical struggle, which you easily win. And then she turns your world upside down. Hypnosis, butt-fucking and brainwashing ensue.
Your girlfriend wants to do anal on you, but you are not a fan. She is so insistent it comes to a brief physical struggle, which you easily win. And then she turns your world upside down. Hypnosis, butt-fucking and brainwashing ensue.
You've been hired as a stress relief assistant at an office complex staffed entirely by women. This 'stress relief' involves you being tied to a bed naked, with your explicit consent to let them do whatever they want with you and your cock, whenever they want to do it. No ifs, ands, or buts. It's the end of a long day and you have one final employee who needs to let off some steam.
You've been hired as a stress relief assistant at an office complex staffed entirely by women. This 'stress relief' involves you being tied to a bed naked, with your explicit consent to let them do whatever they want with you and your cock, whenever they want to do it. No ifs, ands, or buts. It's the end of a long day and you have one final employee who needs to let off some steam.
Your therapist has been working with you for a long time. Working ‒ on you ‒ for a long time. In today's session, her goals of shrinking you down and keeping you as her little plaything will finally become realized as her hypnotic trap is sprung!
The road here is dark and unfamiliar... And your car that had been slowly stuttering past the clawing canopy of trees is now stuck at its wayside. You turn the key a few more times but realise it’s no use. Pulling out your phone only further dampens your hope. It's as if you shouldn't be here, wherever here is. No phone service. No map. No idea of where you are. You really are alone....
Do you think you're able to entertain me? Do you think you're enough to satisfy me? Slave, I think it's finally time for you to put your training into practice — to be a good pet and obey me. I'll be watching, so you'd better follow my orders till the very end. You're going to be naughty for me. So very naughty, my dear boy.
Do you think you're able to entertain me? Do you think you're enough to satisfy me? Slave, I think it's finally time for you to put your training into practice — to be a good pet and obey me. I'll be watching, so you'd better follow my orders till the very end. You're going to be naughty for me. So very naughty, my dear boy.
Do you think you're able to entertain me? Do you think you're enough to satisfy me? Slave, I think it's finally time for you to put your training into practice — to be a good pet and obey me. I'll be watching, so you'd better follow my orders till the very end. You're going to be naughty for me. So very naughty, my dear girl.
Do you think you're able to entertain me? Do you think you're enough to satisfy me? Slave, I think it's finally time for you to put your training into practice — to be a good pet and obey me. I'll be watching, so you'd better follow my orders till the very end. You're going to be naughty for me. So very naughty, my dear girl.
I saw this script, written by u/Hou_bi, and wanted it so bad I decided to gender flip it. In it, you are my little bird, whose been coming to me for therapy for quite awhile now. With a cocktail of drugs and intense brainwashing sessions, I've been slowly molding your life to be better - and hitching all of that progress to an association with me. You need me. So why did you try to run...
If you want to know the kinds of fantasies that get me off in the middle of the night, then you've found the right file. This one could've come out of the lewder imaginings of my more erotic dreams, and was recorded in kind, as if before it had slipped away... as fuzzy rememberings often do. So lie back, and enjoy my best recounting of the events on that one particular evening. And I'll leave...