No Rape

Hello slut, you are going to get fucked. Fucked, Stretched, Used, Filled until you can feel every inch of your tight hole rubbing against the shaft. Get your toys charged and ready. The bigger the better, I want you to feel filled. Do it safely and use lube. Otherwise lay down, relax and enjoy. SFX Credits https://freesound.org/people/SpliceSound/sounds/170501/ https://freesound.org/people/pulswelle/sounds/568652/

This commissioned script was written by one of my minions, and a lot of fun to bring to life in recording. Inspired by kinesthetic inductions and our time spent together at a hypnosis convention, it is all about the interactions of binary choice, and the conscious or unconscious ways in which they're made. Those mental ‘On / Off’ switches of thought. Or perhaps, for the more philosophically inclined, what is known as ‘The Computational Theory of Mind’. So naturally, it comes in two very different and yet very similar versions, as I guide you down into trance and towards the entrance to something... More. In one I will keep things light, and mostly vanilla at the end. In the other, nothing more than dark, but undeniably hot latex mind-fucking will do. The choice, of...

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. It turns out she's actually the one who hired you, so she knows more than anybody that she doesn't have to go easy on you...

It's the morning after a fun night, and I just can't help but want you inside of me again. But... we seem to be out of condoms. Really, this is your own fault for not having more. I can't help it, I need you, I need to feel you - oh mister, please cum inside of me!

I am the Queen of the Seas, the Kraken. All creatures of the ocean are subject to my reign. But I'm not cruel; the ocean is peaceful, and I act as the arbiter of this calm. To an extent, the very waves and tides are subject to my whims. The human population knows this, and some believe me to be the Goddess of the Sea herself. It's for that reason, and to secure their travels against its other lonely residents, that the humans each send out a ship, filled with young men, to placate the women of the sea every year. But while so many of the ladies of the ocean have found their destined love, Myself, the ocean’s benevolent and gentle matriarch, has yet to find mine. Until now, that is. Until YOU are on that sacrificial ship.

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.

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 you to piece together which bits are really real... This fun improv clip is short and a little bit voyeuristic, but somehow I think you'll like that :P