[F4A] The Scent of Submission

Have you ever considered why some associate the smell of lavender with arousal? Lavender is known to lower levels of stress and anxiety. It has been theorized that this more relaxed State of mind invites 1 to enjoy a sexual environment more easily, which I completely understand. I like to light certain candles in the bath to remind me of the relaxation soon to come. I find it much easier to Slump back and enjoy myself.

Thinking about that candle now, I Find myself smiling as a weak flame is ignited. Slowly, I bring my lighter to the wick, letting it light. Before anything is burned, I am greeted by a faint aroma. Something that reminds me of the pleasant headspace. As the candle burns, the scent becomes more prominent.

It's pleasant to me. I like how it feels to have a scent successfully associated with thinking a certain way. And this got me thinking. Is it possible to associate a scent with something Maybe something a little more stimulating. And Of course, it is.

Don't be silly. In due time, I will expand on this. But for now, why don't we just work on making you feel a bit more suggestible. I'm …

Have you ever considered why some associate the smell of lavender with arousal? Lavender is known to lower levels of stress and anxiety. It has been theorized that this more relaxed State of mind invites 1 to enjoy a sexual environment more easily, which I completely understand. I like to light certain candles in the bath to remind me of the relaxation soon to come. I find it much easier to Slump back and enjoy myself.

Thinking about that candle now, I Find myself smiling as a weak flame is ignited. Slowly, I bring my lighter to the wick, letting it light. Before anything is burned, I am greeted by a faint aroma. Something that reminds me of the pleasant headspace. As the candle burns, the scent becomes more prominent.

It's pleasant to me. I like how it feels to have a scent successfully associated with thinking a certain way. And this got me thinking. Is it possible to associate a scent with something Maybe something a little more stimulating. And Of course, it is.

Don't be silly. In due time, I will expand on this. But for now, why don't we just work on making you feel a bit more suggestible. I'm going to have you focus on Few things, and I want you to try as hard as you can to think of everything I suggest at one time. And don't worry if you feel like you can't do it.

All is valid here, so just do your best. Allow me to guide you through this. I am here with you. I want you to close your eyes and see only darkness. Good.

That was easy. Right? Now imagine a tame ignition. A small flame begins to grow in your mind. And it's so simple to imagine.

It glows in the darkness. And now, Entirely separate from that. Imagine an unlit candle. Good. So that's 2 things at once.

A flame in the shape Tape of an unlit candle. And you're doing great so far. Keep going for me. And while you think of this candle and its flame, imagine the Warmth of the fire. Its heat so slight and comforting.

So easy to imagine And it comes naturally to you. And this warmth causes you to think of that wick. And you'll be so satisfied once it's been lit. The flame illuminates the color of the candle, and it can be any color that pleases you. Maybe even your Favorite, but you want to keep thinking of all these things best you can.

You're doing so good. And while you think of all these things at once, the color and shape of the candle, its unlit wick, the flame, and its warmth. You can next imagine the scent. Something faint. Just think of the scent you wish to enjoy.

And maybe you have that sent in your area and you want to be reminded with a quick sniff. And it's okay. You're allowed to move a bit. That scent can remind you of this Scandal, its color, the flame, its warmth. Your thoughts beginning to rush.

Your head might slam, and you're doing so good for listening to me. Keep going. Keep obeying so simply. All of these things swarm in your mind. As you begin to think of all of these things at once, I want you to think of how satisfying it would to finally have this candle lit.

Its warmth growing, the scent becoming more prominent. You could finally rest. You could relax your mind. But for now, just do as you're told, of the flame, its unlit candle, the warmth of the fire, the candle's wick beginning to be burned. The color of the candle, its scent, how satisfying it's going to be once I snap My fingers and light this candle, and when I do that, you're going to find your mind finally relaxed.

But thinking of that candle, its warmth, the scent, the color, the wick, you're doing so good. Thinking of all These things at once and wearing you down. You're so overwhelmed, so overstimulated. Like, all you want from me right now is to give you that rush of satisfaction. I light that candle, and now go blank.

Go blank. Go blank. You drop right down so easily. A wave of relaxation rushes over you. You find pleasure in following commands so well.

And the sound of my voice starts to massage your mind, And letting you feel nice and relaxed, heavy and calm, feeling pleasure In the early of being so heavy and worn out, this pleasure can lead you to the temptation of touching yourself. And let your body do it at once. Start touching. Let these constant pulses of pleasure keep you in a docile and obedient form for me. Be sure to pace yourself.

You want to keep hearing me speak? You like the sound of my voice? My command. They all make perfect sense. They give you a deep arousal.

Your pleasure is like a candle burning for me. And when you edge, This flame grows hotter, especially as the scene itself grows hotter in your mind. As much like this candle, the longer my Words burn into your mind, and the smaller you can imagine your mental candle getting waxy thoughts slowly drip down the sides, Feeling so good, making you feel so happily aroused. You might even dumbly smile at this comparison, letting that smile fade whenever you'd like. Your Your mind slowly trips away to nothing as I coax you.

Your intelligence slowly begins to melt down. Your brain is unusable until I put it back together. And don't worry, puppy. You're so much cuter like this, and it feels so good, so natural. It becomes harder and harder to Complete thoughts.

What were you thinking about a moment ago? You can't quite remember. It was really, really hard to think of, though, and that's all you know. And in fact, it's almost like trying to think of anything at all just exhausts your candle more. Your mind is Weak from being you as it begins to melt under the heat of my spell, causing you to feel even fucking Dumber for me, and that feels so good, puppy.

It might even cause you to smile and you don't quite understand it. But for some reason, you're grinning ear to ear. You're So good at being empty headed, and it's all so good. It feels so good. You're so happy and, of course, satisfied.

The candle When your mind has finally been lit, you can perfectly imagine its scent. You might even have that scent near you now. Can I tell you a secret, puppy? It's not like you're smart enough to remember much of what I'm saying anyways. I wasn't imagining any typical scent.

One of my deepest pleasures is the scent of a body. Whether that's as simple as musk or something as degrading as the scent of an armpit. I absolutely adore a pit scent. And let me tell you exactly why. While you touch yourself, When I'm in the bedroom with another, I like to tease.

I like to edge, and I like to talk about exactly what I'm thinking. That's why I make such a good hypnotist. My thoughts are easy to implant into the heads of others. I like to Edge my partner, giving them a few pangs up. Pleasure with my fingers.

Letting them work for that Pleasure. And maybe I wanna sit on top of them and start grinding. Not allowing them to take their underwear off yet. It only comes off once I am ready. Until that point, Do you squirm and drift out to your desperation?

As I grind against your most pleasurable areas. I press my full weight against you, beginning to choke you a little, restricting your airflow until you need a deep breath. And then I stuff My pit in your pathetic little face telling you to remember the scent. Teasing your pleasure centers as I do so, building that association between pleasure and the smell of my body. Even my armpits are enough to make you feel this weak.

God. You're pathetic. You must be reminded of a time where you were really, Really so do you when you smell me? But as far as I like armpits, The idea that I can corrupt somebody like that, that I can get somebody to be so desperate for my approval, for my attention, if they're willing to degrade themselves like that for me. Same goes for any other part, really.

I like feet for the exact same reason, shoving my sweaty socks in your face as I make He gasped. That way, you fucking remember how subservient you are to me. Like such a good puppy, Showing how lowly and worthless you are without me. Huffing my scent to show that you are in submission to me. Like a very, very good puppy.

Maybe imagining isn't enough anymore. Maybe you have to experience it firsthand. You want me to edge you as you have your own sense? God, you're pathetic. Not like I'm surprised or anything.

You hardly have a mind left in there It's sorta cute. But right now, you're just a pleasure your puppy for my amusement. You've been imagining the scent of something more perverse this whole I'm having you from the moment I mentioned scent association. Oh my god. You fucking have.

That's so pathetic. Honestly, it's almost a little cute that you're imagining what it's like to huff my boxers instead of gently smelling a candle. You're so predictable, puppy. Alright. Let's keep building these associations.

Mhmm. Socks, underwear, or pits. I want you having whatever scent is most pleasurably intoxicating to you. I want you to keep pleasuring yourself for me now, and I'm going to instruct you to huff while I bring you to the edge. Follow my lead, Muskmunt.

You're gonna feel really, really good. All you need to do is listen to me whenever you hear this sound. You will inhale for me. You will hold it and then you will release with me. And while you're doing that, you will be following along with my voice.

And to get you in a better head space for this, I want you to touch your puppy parts for me. And it can feel so good. Associating that scent with pleasure with Every single time you touch yourself, and it feels so fucking good. Whatever you choose to huff just feels so incredibly As you inhale, you can feel that degenerate scent filling your lungs. And as you hold it there and you let it swirl inside, You are rewiring your brain as you keep building those associations with that musky scent of underwear, of socks, of pits, of whatever you want to And with your pleasure, you feel so much fucking better.

And as you keep touching yourself, you feel even better as you feel yourself Getting closer to the edge, not quite yet to your chest, following my instruction when you just listen to the sound of my voice and you start to notice, Yes. The more you huff, the more you start to miss it when you're not huffing. The longer the association becomes even in this moment. And when you listen to me, It can feel so fucking good to obey and to listen and to get dumber and dumber with every single time you have and every single time you touch yourself. You can feel your brain leaking out like that in your mind is burning and melting away to nothing still.

And it feels so good, and it can bring you closer and closer, but you're not off the edge quite yet. You just wouldn't keep listening. And in the back of your mind, you keep thinking about how badly you want me to instruct to you to huff again. And it feels so good every single time. And it makes your legs feel weak, and it makes your mind feel Lazy.

It makes you feel like you're so dumb. Like, just smelling something could drop you into this obedient trance Every single time you have it, it reminds you of how perfect I am and of how lowly and pathetic you are. And when you release, you can feel how much dumber or you've actually gotten as you find it harder to think for yourself and easier to listen to me as you continue to stroke and you just get enveloped in pleasure and feeling that and getting closer and closer to you and feeling so good and wanting to huff again. And with every huff, your mind gets hazier and hazier. Why would you need to think?

You're just a pleasure, but before and you're just a pathetic musk mutt. And the longer you listen to me, the more you feel like this is the truth and the better it feels. And you can hold it. Hold it. Let that set really get ingrained into your mind.

Really? So that's good. Good job. Keep pleasuring yourself for me. Getting Closer to that edge, feeling your body getting weaker and weaker, more susceptible to programming.

The longer you do this, the better it feels The more you wanna do it, and it feels better every time that rush in your head as you just off your dirty clothing or your pits or whatever for me. And your breath starts to get faster faster, which makes you think about wanting to huff again. When you can't even keep track of how many breaths have been fresh air and how many have been melting your mind. It doesn't matter anymore. You're just a mess.

You're just a stupid dog. The more you listen and the dumber you get, Feeling even better and better as you get closer to that edge and your breath gets even faster. Good. Feeling yourself starting to get even for me. Getting closer.

Feeling yourself pleasure faster and faster. It feels even better. You like how this feels? It's so fucking perfect. And you can't think for yourself.

You just gotta keep doing what I tell you and when I tell you to edge. You keep edging, and you feel so good as your mind It's even blanker and weaker and weaker. Your body starts to feel even better. That mind of yours melting away Even more feeling good. Feeling so good.

Like, you don't want this to end, but it's gonna end when I tell you it ends because you're obedient to me, huff for me. You don't need to think. You just need to keep edging and getting closer. And as you get closer and closer, You feel your mind going blank. And I'm telling you to get really, really close to the edge.

And you wanna keep getting close to the edge. You wanna keep stroking, feeling even closer and closer. You're almost you're You're gonna hold it. Come. Release.

Come for me. Come. Come for me. Come. Come.

Come. Half. Come. Keep coming. Keep coming.

Your mind is so blank. These associations are building properly. And it feels so good. And you did such a good job. And your mind is still swirling as you can't get that scent out of your head.

And it makes you I just wanna do this all over again from start to finish. Keep building those associations, musk mutt. This is how you should cum from now on.