[F4A] Tick, Tock, Time to Obey [hypnosis] [submit] [time slip] [binaurals] [relaxing] скачать в хорошем качестве

[F4A] Tick, Tock, Time to Obey [hypnosis] [submit] [time slip] [binaurals] [relaxing]

Hello darlings! Patreon:   / smutgrrl   My Etsy: https://smuttysells.etsy.com So as some of you know, I had a bit of a cold this past week or so, and that has inhibited some recording for several days. But I was able to record this audio a couple nights ago, and I hope you enjoy! If you love what I do, please consider subscribing to my Patreon! It is the best way to help me pump out more free content for everyone to enjoy (plus you can get more spicy audios there). This audio is a short (or maybe it will feel long) hypnosis audio where I discuss how time can be so tricky, and it can really go slow or fast without you knowing. It is meant to confuse time a bit, and make it slip away on you perhaps. Tags: [hypnosis] [time slip] [tick tock] [snap-mms] [deepener] [conversational induction] [pleasure] [intimate] [loving] [happy] [soft wakener] [gentle quiet breathing] [slightly asmr] [post hypnotic suggestion] [pink] There is a raw version of this audio on Patreon (which comes across a bit more sleepy and intimate). So again, please consider subscribing 🥰 It will get me closer to my dream of just being able to create delicious content for the world. I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed recording it 💖 Love, Smutty 💖😘 PS: You are a treat, and I'm happy you exist. PPS: For the tea party: If you haven't caught on to the Tea Party it was first mentioned in the text of the "Two Witches Scorned" video where I asked if you would enjoy a story in the "about" section of my videos, and I got a wonderful amount of responses. If you missed part one of "The Voice of Lucid Dreams" you can find it here:    • [F4A] Don't listen to this [Hypnosis] [ple...   The Voice of Lucid Dreams, Part 2: A voice. A voice that feels like it is curling all around your mind and body, you feel compelled to muddle through the pudding of your dream. Swinging your arms side to side you will your feet to push one ahead of the other, and repeat. Over and over, you exert swinging with determination, and you find that as you continue this path it gets easier and easier to move. Deep breath into those lungs of the foreign, but wonderful scent in the air, and you push harder. Lungs taking gulping amounts of air in, you can feel your heart accelerate, and you will yourself to go faster and faster. The impression in your mind is if you can just run fast enough, if you can just get up to speed, your feet will get lighter. You push and push and force breaths, and your nose feels the cool suck of wind intake, as your brain is overstimulating at the sights now becoming more and more blurry. If you can just push through, you know it in your heart, you will lift off. “Go on now” the voice again, “Fly for me” echoes around you, and the soft sweet giggles dance between your ears. You open your mouth as if to yell something, but nothing comes out. You clench your eyes shut, steady in your path, grinding forward no longer held by the murk of dream-state. Then, like a glitch in your brain, your feet stop feeling the pounding. Limbs flail akimbo into air, and your eyes pop open. Colors swirling and whirling in your vision as you try and grab hold of any distant feature with pupils less than steadfast. The voice gets stranger here in the sky of this land, and your ears try to focus as your eyes do, but with much vexation as the wind doesn’t sound like wind, but a gentle hum. Nothing is quite right, but you know you must stop the swirl. You ball fists and blow out between those lips on your face, and find balance somehow. Tensing and pulling muscles every which way, you find the control panel in your body. “All the buttons, all the time” she laughs into the sky from wherever she is. “Who are you?” You call out feebly, but the echo of your voice returns bolder, foreign sounding. Nothing makes sense in this sky, and yet, you want to push on, scanning eyes over trees, into dark spaces where things unknown linger in the shadows. Pushing on, you find the internal button for speed, do you push it? “I think you should” the words echo in whispers in the chamber of your mind. Your mind sees the panel and somehow the code is unlocked for you. “Press the button” she menaces your mind, from who knows where. You falter. Something is off about the button, but your free will is hard to accept and the pad of your mind’s finger twitches wildly at the button as your pupils dilate. A sharp inhale as the sky changes, the sounds change, and the land below opens wide. You plummet down so fast no sound can reach your sheltered mind from the falling. It’s more of a sucking you into than a gravity failed you moment, and you hurtle into the vast opening. To be continued... ☕🍯💝