Monologue

Your friend has been trying to convince you to play 'Magic: The Gathering' with her for weeks. You are not all that interested, but she is relentless. To get her off your back you finally cave, and agree to let her show you a few things. She tells you her proxy deck is only being used for training purposes, and, after she lays out all the rules, you begin playing. But when she takes lengthy turns, explaining card after card, you find yourself zoning out, while staring at the mesmerizing proxy art she's printed for each of her cards. Suddenly, you think you're finally starting to realize why she was so desperate to play...

You are an adventurer of great renown. You’ve slain many a formidable foe, saved many a kingdom. The tales of your heroic feats reach even to the ear of the Emperor himself. Impressed, he has sought you out personally for a special quest. You’ve been tasked with procuring for him an artifact that is said to have the power to grant any wish, even immortality. If you succeed, untold power and wealth will be granted to you by royal decree. After searching for many nights, with no success, you come across a merchant that just so happened to be carrying a lamp that fits the description ...
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You've fought your way through a horde of sex demons and monster girls, to strike deep into the inner circle of their Mistress, the Queen of the Succubi. She's impressed that you've made it this far, appearing still so resistant to her subject's advances, and has chosen now to materialise on the scene of the battle to confront you herself. Seizing at this sudden chance to be immortalised as a hero, you cry out — saying you will put a stop to her evil, once and for all. However, her powerful demonic magic and irresistibly seductive body has already begun to wear away at your heroic resolve. So that even as you yet move, to strike her down. Something about her naked presence stays your hand. A moment of hesitation in the face of beauty, that seals your fate, as she slowly turns to...

“My, look at you. Despite being so tired, you're insatiable. Filthy boy. But that's ok, we both know it is me who makes you this way ... My presence, just makes you feel that happy. Do you know how excited I am? Having you all to myself once more. And I have a special surprise for you pet. We are about to have so much fun together.” “You know, I love role-playing. And we both know how much you love your gaming. So I figured, since you've been so sweet for me recently, let's see what mischief we can get up to, in this world that's been keeping you away from me all these nights. Let's see. Hmm ... You can be a Saiyan. And I will be an Android. Your favorite pink Android, with the tail, and a few other ... surprises.” “Nuh-uh, no more spoilers, Slave. Are you ready? Of...

Across the world, women have started to develop the capability of manifesting and controlling electricity; conducting it through their skin by a newly activated organ found in their collarbone. Through physical touch, or close proximity, this organ allows women to channel across voltages of varying degrees, depending on ability or mental control. As a result, electronic devices can be run almost indefinitely, or be easily overloaded. But for animate living objects, this violent process is instead a direct and near unpreventable means to incapacitate, injure, or even kill. Naturally, this has turned patriarchal society completely upside down. Now it is cis men, like you, who suffer the abuse of those with power to wield. And tonight, for the first time, it seems you have caught...

Your training has been slowly progressing over the past few weeks, as you have adjusted to your new life of chastity amidst this exotic sex club. You’ve become so diligent in taking care of yourself, and your stunning feminine appearance has only reached new heights of beauty. But something in you is holding back, a remnant of your past. The latest tests of your performance have ended in failure, and punishment beckons... Now Domina herself has returned to take charge, and remind you of your purpose, your enslavement. To prepare you to take the first steps to embracing who you really are. In order to start something new you have to break down the old, and you, well, you need to be truly broken.
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My dear, it is time for the ritual to commence. Tonight you will face your...

You've been staring there so intently and for so long now. It's almost like you've fallen deep down into my eyes. As if you've slipped across your gaze to fall deeply inside them, deep into my eyes. To where you could just turn around and see yourself through them. And when you do, you see that, in this moment, you are all that matters to me. And that makes you so very happy. That makes you smile even more ... which makes me smile too. And so we smile, and we snicker, because we both know what comes next. You and I are going to Fuck. Yet even as your mind races towards this very thought, some part of your mesmerised senses pulls back and sharpens in relief. There! In the background. Caught in the periphery of your dulled awareness. Another animalistic scent mingles on the...

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 sure. She's clearly very nervous, and seems more like a liability than anything. She swears she can be useful though. Ah, what the heck? Time to see what she can really do.

Have you ever just stopped and wondered?— I mean, really, really stopped. Stopped everything. Stopped what you were doing. Stopped what you were thinking. And just closed your eyes to contemplate. What’s it all about?—Why are we here?—What does it all mean?—Where am I going?—Where is humanity as a whole going to end up?—What is the meaning of life?—Is there life after death?—Are we truly alone in this vast universe?— There must be something to it, why we’re all drawn to these great theological dilemmas. We’re not alone in this big wise universe that we reside in. And especially—You —You are not alone, Sweetie. Not when you’re with me.

Welcome back to the final episode of this devilish little trilogy. The events within this chapter take place some time after your initial acquisition at "The Slave Auction" and your subsequent humiliation at the hands of your new slave owners, where they demonstrated the first of their many "New Tricks" to you. The Trio have grown in substantial wealth and notoriety since your last encounter. It's easy to understand why given their adept ability to wrap even the most buttoned up subject around their little finger. The Mistresses have subsequently attracted an array of interested influences and affluent figures in the scene. Prospective submissives offer themselves in servitude as they relish an opportunity to show off their skills to the now infamous ladies. There will be...

You're a slut. MY slut. And I love that about you. I love that you specifically come to me. That you're not just any slut. No. No. No... You're not a beginner anymore. This isn't your first fucking time. We both know it. And that's what makes you such fucking fun. You're mine now. My slut. My creature. My pet. And I love knowing this about you. That I could do such terrible things to you, and yet you'd still want more. That I could hurt you whether you'd been good or bad. That I can always be more sadistic, whether you can take it or not. Because I love every little bit of a kink scene... I love hurting you. I love the moment before I hurt you. That anxiety and anticipation in your eyes, as you squirm away from whatever I'm about to touch you with. And the power feels so good for...

How fucking dare you. Do you know what you do to me? — Do you know how excited I am? Just listen at how fucking depraved you make me feel. Make no mistake, I’m in charge but even I have my limits on how much I can take.

Put on your headphones, and prepare to be relentlessly teased, until I’ve sucked out each and every drop of power you once had. I want you this way... Frustrated. Powerless. Giving it all to me. Knowing you are swelling, and squirming with discomfort and need. RulesBefore clicking play on this file I want your cock caged. Simple as that. Don't worry, other cages are ok, I won't be mad. ♡

Before we do anything. Let me start out with a disclaimer. This file isn't like my others. It's a little rougher. The subject matter is dark, descriptive, and a little dangerous. If that doesn't sit well with you. I suggest you stop reading now. This is a file for all my sluts that truly can't help themselves. A true magnum opus of kinky collaboration written by broken and Alz. And I wouldn't want anybody to be enticed in that wasn't prepared to be mind-fucked beyond their wildest imaginations... Still reading? Good Boy. Do you ever think about why you're like this? Why is it that me warning you against listening only make you want to listen more? Flirting with danger can be fun. I get that... but it can also leave you in some precarious situations... You've booked an...

You're going to feel blank and stupid and horny. Let's face it, this is a common occurrence for you. Lately, I've noticed you've become a bit... obsessed. Listen, I think I might have an idea of what we could do to make you better. Something we haven’t tried before. It will require us to step outside the boundaries of the standard treatment protocol, which is really not something I’m supposed to. I would be in big trouble if anyone found out I’m trying experimental treatments on patients. But… You really need my help, don’t you?

This is a bit of a meta-script ... You, the listener, my boyfriend, have taken up writing [Fdom] scripts for GWA, and I’ve stumbled across them and found out all your secret desires. Am I turned on by your kinks and excited to indulge them? Or pissed off that you've been doing this behind my back? It doesn’t matter! Because you've written one script called “Your Girlfriend Has Been Reading Your Scripts,” in which the girlfriend finds out that her boyfriend (or husband) has yada, yada, yada ... So of course I decide to record it! Per your script, I then spring it on you by tying you up in bed, blindfolding you, and slipping in some earbuds ... leaving you helpless to hear your own words ... teasing you about how I either might be really, really into being your Mistress,...

You dirty slut. Shouldn't you be checking out the convention? Watching shows and playing games and exploring... Maybe you needed a break though. Maybe you are a weak little slut and just couldn't resist your deeper, darker urges. Well, I certainly won't try to scare you away. Just remember - this was your idea. I'm not to be blamed for giving you what you want. Well... most of what you want... And slut? You're in public, no matter how much you ache and need to - NO TOUCHING!

For this sort of dirty talk, the title kind of says it all ... As I'm speaking to you from my chair, with my bare feet rubbing on your face.

I remember when you escaped me once... I was frantic with worry - my guards went out looking, tearing apart my kingdom until you were found. Brought back to me. I know this is just a game we play, my love - but just as you enjoy escaping, I enjoy punishing you when I catch you. Order must be maintained. But I know your escapades come from boredom. So I bought you a present. A beautiful woman I've trained to keep you from getting... bored.

Specifically made for trans women. Accept yourself. You are beautiful. ♡

Little suggestions can make such a big difference. They're a subtler form of control, so much more pleasant to the receiver rather then forcing someone to follow an order. And, in this file, I'm going to take you down with a whole series of them. For those who prefer their hypno a bit more pure. It'll be easy to let my suggestions take over, let them take root, and put you into the right mindset. Letting go of your stray thoughts, and priming you for so much more. Once you are nice and deep in trance for me, the suggestions continue, becoming more and more pleasurable, until you find yourself caught in the grips of an amazing hands free orgasm. No worries if you don’t ejaculate — in the tradition of my "HFO Indoctrination" series there will be a JOI to squeeze out every...

The listener is kidnapped by a scientist who is worried about plummeting birthrates. She's developed a machine that forces sexual intercourse and impregnation, complete with sexy, sexy drugs. And she's going to use herself as the second test subject. Of course, she'll stop the experiment before she gets pregnant. That's harder to do when you're pumped full of aphrodisiacs, though... ​ This plays a lot with breeding, loss of control, and machine assisted rape of the listener.

The same type of file as "Mine", or "Slut to My Voice" - If you enjoyed them you will like this file. I'm going to tell you why you like it, tell you to say yes, knowing that every time you say yes it becomes easier to say yes the next time. I know you inside and out, and I am going to use it to condition you to my will. Pleasure is just a tool for me, but for you... it's your undoing of free will. This file is mostly mental, no fantasy scenarios or moans.

Bound up, cock twitching and begging for me to use it. Oooo baby I love seeing you this way so so much. I love leaving you this way even more...

“I can wrap my hand around your throat like this and end it all right here. It would be sad for sure but what’s an origin story without a little tragedy? I could sit here on top of you, and just watch you just fade away. I’d see the look in your eyes as you finally realize you love me. That you’ve always loved me. It’d almost be worth it, just to know for sure... but I’m tired of waiting for you to come around.

I’m living for myself now. I’m taking what I want.”

Hello, I hope this email finds you well today. I'd like to bring your attention to something I find a bit concerning, but for privacy reasons I've recorded my concerns, and what I think might help resolve them... verbally. Please make sure you are wearing headphones, you wouldn't want any of our co-workers to hear. I'm watching you right now. I can't wait to watch as you listen. Just make sure you keep a straight face. Make sure you don't squirm too much. I don't think anyone else will be watching you as closely as I am- only I know what you are going to be listening to after all - but still. This is a professional workplace environment. And I don't want anyone else knowing what a slut I am for you.

Mmmm... all the things I'd do to you. Would you trust me and give up all of your control? Would you let me use your body in any way I wanted?

In this file, you start off tied up on a table in my magical laboratory ... not much more to me then any other animal I would experiment on, in my pursuit of eternal beauty and immortality. But as things progress, and I start feeding off of your life-revitalizing semen ... well. Let's just say I start to look at you, and use you, a little bit differently. I hope you enjoy being my little experiment.

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 away? You missed our last few sessions, and you know how bad that is for you. But don't worry, I've learned something, and you won't be getting away again.

I like what I see, my kinky little love. You look so amazing handcuffed naked in that chair, and it looks like your cock is rock hard in anticipation of what I'm going to do to you. You're going to love it. Oh you're going to love it so much.

A young woman infatuated by a regular customer, takes matters into her own hands and tries to make him see the error of his ways. He isn't the first, and he likely won't be the last. But to keep him for now, she's going to need to hurt him to cover her tracks. Written by u/KardinalSin

In this superhero-inspired file, you have just been tricked and trapped by your lovely wife Lara, who drew you down into this deep cavernous dungeon and slipped a Zirconite collar - your only weakness! - around your neck. And then I appear. Standing before you, sending you to your knees with my powerful presence... Your arch-enemy, Queen of Evil and soon to be Master of your mind.

In it the titular character gets right down to business, surprising and seducing her friend that she knows for a fact has a dick big enough to fuck her exactly the way she wants, and she's not going to let the fact that both of them are in relationships stop her.

This file written by u/KardinalSin is the sequel to "I made your girlfriend my bitch, You're next". You can find the first part linked, where I bring out your girlfriend, decked out like a puppy, and force her to suck your cock. Now, a few days have passed since you psycho ex-girlfriend captured you and revealed to you the harsh tutelage she has used to transform your adoring girlfriend into a perfectly submissive little puppy girl. After making you watch for days as she's continued her training, she has a new game she wants to play with you and your girlfriend... the most extreme test of her training yet, something which will leave both you and her panting.

I strapped you down before I told you what I was going to do. I'm kinda in a bad mood. And I am going to take my frustrations out on you. It's honestly what you are good for.

Psychotic psychological dirty talk is my favorite. Just like you're my favorite. I love you because I know you will never leave me. I know you will never leave me because I love you, and won't let you. And I don't mean that in the cutesy wootsie holding your leg type way. I mean that in the windowless basement, chained to the wall type of way.

No age! No incest! Your mom came over with just enough warning to hide all the sex toys, and now she is in the guest room and you and I are cuddled up in our bed in the next room. About to go to sleep ... when I roll over and start whispering in your ear. Playing with you. Taunting you. Teasing you o so quietly as you try not to make any noise. Getting you excited and then talking about that strap-on I just bought ...

A female dominant's short statement of intent for you, and your cock. I will strip you naked. I will tie you down. I will blindfold you. I will plug your ears. I will plug your nostrils...

Simply two minutes of my pure devotion to you, my sweet. I want you to know that I would do anything for you, anything for a chance to do something that will positively effect your life. Oh god. I can already feel the thought of it trembling through my body. I feel like lightning constrained in a jar, with how alive you make me. And I'll expend so much effort, just to see that smile on your face and know I put it there. Update Before I became a dominatrix, I was a sub. Today, I was scrubbing my old laptop, I found a bunch of pictures and subby scripts of things I wrote down years ago. Since they all were pretty short, I took a break from editing other audio work, and recorded a bunch real quick. Enjoy, and let me know what you think of me on the other side of the coin... Just...