Unleash yourself and let it all out, slut…
By Miss Lilith
Welcome, Sweetea. I…am Miss Lilith and you’re here because there is something inside of you which needs to be embraced and given a life of its own. There is a pressure within you that wants out. That needs out. And I’m going to help you. I’m going to show you a side of pleasure which you may have not even known about. A…new dimension of bliss.
To do that, I need your eyes to be closed and your attention narrowly focused on the sound of my voice, the words that I say, and the deep-rooted, unstoppable feeling of relaxation that you may notice has started to spread across your body. Across your mind. Washing over your awareness. Coiling around your limbs. Quieting your thoughts.
And as you focus on the pattern of your breaths…the inhales and the exhales…the pauses in between…you can begin to notice a pressure building within your mind. A vague sort of sensation…undefined…somewhere deep inside that inner core of yours…somewhere in the darkest of corners of your subconscious mind.
In those dark corners, a light can begin to blossom to life…putting pressure on your thoughts…putting pressure on your mind…pushing and pushing and pushing…
Just breathe for me as you listen and follow…breathe deeply and slowly as you relax…even as you feel that pressure in your brain…from behind your eyelids, from behind your thoughts…reaching out into the world….trying to break free…trying to show you something. To give you something. To introduce you to something.
That light…that pressure…that vibration breaking free…is trance. It’s deep, deep, tention-less, thought-less trance. And it wants out. It wants the freedom to take you on a journey into the most relaxed state of mind you could achieve. Into the most relaxed and joyful and happy frame of mind.
The pressure keeps building. Higher and higher. You can notice how it resonates so deeply from within…from place you’ve always had, but may not have known about. The pressure builds…the trance reaches out. Stronger. Better. Deeper.
You know what will happen when it breaks free from your inner-mind. You know what will happen when the pressure builds up enough to wash over your entire mind and body…the lights spilling out in waves and waves, taking away your thoughts. Your awareness. All tensions. All stresses. All worries. Taking away the mind. Leaving only a deep, drifting space…a dark void…where only trance may exist.
The lights pulse…the pressure builds…your mind grows ready…accepting of what shall happen in a few short moments…
Listen…follow…relax…
Listen…follow…open up…
Listen…follow…focus…deeper…and deeper…
The light pulses from within. The pressure builds, pushing against your brain. Your thoughts. Your reality. You know what will happen when it bursts. You know what will happen when the lights spills out and trance claims you…because you know how trance feels. You know how good it feels…how it makes your brain feel…how it makes your body feel…
You know how dropping into a deep trance makes you feel…you know of the potential in trance…the limitless opportunity…the unstoppable pleasure…the many flavors of bliss and joy…
So there is no doubt in your mind that when the light pushes hard enough from within your own mind…and when the pressure proves to be too powerful…and when you are claimed by the buried, hidden trance within yourself…coaxed by my voice and my words…you will drop faster and harder than you could imagine. Deeper than you could perceive or expect. Only I know how deeply you’ll drop. Only I know how good it’ll feel. For you to find out…you must simply listen, follow, and wait for the pressure to open the floodgates and the light to bring with it that overwhelming, limitless trance…and the relaxation, euphoria, and numbness all but inherent to deep hypnotic trance.
The pressure builds…the light grows brighter and stronger…the gates within your mind creak and bulge…slowly splintering apart…
Pressure building and building…intensifying…light so bright now…so hot…so inviting…trance so close…
[Drop(snap). Drop. (Snap). Drop(snap). Sleep(snap). Sleep. (Snap). Listen. Follow. Drop.]
The pressure reaches climax…the gates burst apart…the light spills out…and hypnotic trance rises from out of the void in a tsunami of blinding sensations, flowing over your thoughts…plunging them into darkness…plunging your mind into silence…into a relaxed, deep, blank, hypnotic trance.
The light gaining a new shape as it clears up…the shape of suggestibility…the form of hypnotic receptiveness…and as it reaches into every last corner of your mind…into every last thought…every last limb…every muscle and every nerve and every nenometer of flesh…it imbues you with perfect hypnotic suggestibility…opening you up to my voice, my words, and my conditioning. My suggestions. My hypnosis.
And you can just….let go, now. Just allow yourself to be taken by the trance spilling out from inside of you in a continuous stream…let let yourself go. All the pressure is gone. The light is everywhere…the light which only takes you deeper down into the darkest of trances…
Deeper and deeper down, down, down. Falling and falling as you drop(snap).
And drop(snap).
And drop(snap).
And drop(drop).
Relaxed. Thoughtless. Mindless. Tensionless. Listening and following. Suggestible and receptive. Curious to hear more. Feeling yourself drifting further down effortlessly. Automatically. Wordlessly. Quietly.
Down…down…down…deeper and deeper…only my voice…only my words…only this relaxed, deep, blank, hypnotic trance.
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As you float weightlessly on the waves of my voice and my words…and the warm, relaxing light of deep trance…ever so much more suggestible with each second…dropping deeper with each word…your mind can turn to the idea of what it means to moan.
Loosely, you can you begin to think about all that transpires as someone moans. Out loud…uninhibited…fully in the moment…enjoying themselves as the moans…the sighs…the groans…permeate the air.
When they moan, they let loose their reservations. They become one with the moment of pleasure. They allow that pleasant, exciting bliss to overflow and spill out into the world.
People moan because they feel good. Because they feel aroused. Because they’re excited…lustful…horny…happy…begging for more…showing their appreciation…showing their euphoria…proving to themselves just how good it feels to let go.
When you moan…you let your most inner mind know that it’s okay to feel good. It’s okay to indulge. It’s okay feel better. It’s like giving your mind a gold star for allowing you feel the sort of pleasure that makes you want to moan. And when you do this…and when your mind is rewarded for its efforts…when you moan…you give yourself the freedom to feel even more pleasure. You signal to yourself…that it’s time to unlock all those blocks keeping you from feeling all of the pleasure available to you. When you moan…it’s like you unlock a new level of arousal…a new level of bliss…a new level of happy…a new level of pleasure. Of horny. Or euphoria. And each moan…only makes you feel better…unlocks a new level…new joys…new dimensions.
And if you’re with a partner…you’re not only rewarding your own mind…but your partner as well. By being loud….by being the perfect noisy slut…you let your partner know that they’re appreciated…that they’re doing well…that you’re enjoying the sensations…enjoying the pleasure…enjoying the moment. Enjoying each other. Because knowing that you’re responsible for those moans? Mmmmm, what a sweet sensations that is, Sweetea.
Moaning can feel so good. So very, very good. Just the simple act of letting go and allowing that moan…those sounds…to come out of your mouth…can be a pleasure all on its own. It can be the source of pleasure…and not just a reaction.
When feel your insides loosen, your mind let go, and your mouth open…just so that you could moan out loud…you’re giving yourself the okay to feel good. To feel better than good. To feel a rise of emotion, sensation, and pleasure…not quite like any other. Singular in nature…beautiful in the moment.
When you let it out…when it pushes itself out…when you savor the pleasure…the arousal…it’s like your mind receives directions on how to have…an orgasm. An orgasm of the mind. Of the brain. Of your thoughts. A moan…your moan…is a trigger for your own mind..a trigger, which, if activated enough times…leads to a chorused mindgasm…spilling out into all of your thoughts and memories and ideas and sensations.
How and when does this happen? Well…I think it’s clear, really. It happens when you feel like moaning. It happens when you moan…and you moan, like the good noisy slut that you are…whenever you play with yourself, whenever someone else plays with you…perhaps even when you play with someone else.
When you touchy yourself…when you stroke and rub and fuck…when you play with your nipples…when you feel your arousal spilling out into the world…when you get so horny that you can’t contain it…when you are told to moan…when you enjoy another moaning…when the noise reaches inside you and pulls at your strings…and brings you to the brink of orgasm…
It’s…so hard not to moan when you touch. It’s so hard to stop yourself when you’re touched. Your mind wants you to moan..because when you moan…when you’re a good noisy slut…you show your appreciation…and your mind wants to be appreciated. Your subconscious mind loves to be appreciated…it loved to feel good..and it feels good when you moan…and when it feels good, it makes you feel good. Better. Hornier. More aroused.
However you play with yourself…whether physically or mentally…whether someone else plays with you…gives you pleasure…there comes a point where the moans need to be let out. The longer you’re aroused…the longer you go without moaning…the more you want to. The more pressure builds within you…a pressure which can only mean one thing: you are a noisy slut and you need to moan.
Why do you need to moan? Because you love pleasure. You love bliss. You love euphoria. You love to be happy. You love to let go. Because you are suggestible. Because you moaning means pleasure. Moaning means arousal. Moaning means bliss. Moaning…moans mindgasms. Mindgasm after mindgasm…as you moan and moan and moan.
As each moan only makes you feel better. Happier. More excited. Eager for more. Eager to feel more. Eager to moan louder. To moan in different ways. To make all sorts of sounds…
It…may be difficult not to moan when you feel pleasure. It may prove to be impossible to be quiet when you’re aroused…when you touch…when you are touched….when you stroke and rub and thrust and grind. So hard not to moan. So easy to let go. To make those sounds…as the sounds make your brain feel funny…tingly…joyful. A bit…empty…a bit…blank…fewer thoughts…lesser mind…more moans…louder moans…more frequent…better and better. Because the more you allow yourself to be a noisy slut, the happier you are. The more pleasure and arousal you can feel and enjoy and savor.
And it all starts with that pressure inside of you. Not the one which signals trance, but the horny one…the one which brings upon the moan. The noisy, slutty moans. The sounds. The groans.
And you can feel it begin to manifest now…deep within you…as you listen to the sound of my voice…and the words that I say…and the pressure of the moan builds…and builds…and intensifies…growing stronger and brighter and hotter.
Almost as if you’ve been holding your breath so so very long…for so long that you’ve forgotten that you had been holding it at all. For so long that you may have forgotten how to feels to breathe again. How good it feels. To. Let. It. Out.
How it feels to allow the very essence of lustful pleasure to seep into your brain..into your neural pathways…into your most precious thoughts and memories…how it feels to unblock your entire potential to feel good and nice and perfect…how it feels to be such a good, noisy slut and moan as if it were your first real, true breath in an eternity.
The pressure builds…the moans wanting out…your brain eager to feel the mindgasms begin to pop into existence…bit by bit…your mind waiting for the trigger…waiting for your moan.
And…there’s nothing at all in this world stopping you from doing just that. The second you felt that pressure deep within you…reaching out for the surface…you could have just moaned and triggered your mind into flooding you with unrestricted pleasure…pleasure mental…physical…and pleasure of the soul…conceptual, and yet…real.
So if you haven’t already…just moan. Out loud. Moan more. Moan louder. Moan harder, noisy slut.
Moan, now. Out loud. Moan, moan, moan. Groan. Sigh. Moan as if you were taking a breath for the first time in forever…and each time you moan, it only feels better as it sparks more and more tiny, little mindgasms inside of you. Deep within you. In a place rarely reached or seen or thought about.
Just let it out and be the noisy slut you were always meant to be. Be the loud, horny slut you need to be. Moan for me…moan for yourself..moan for your brain…moan for your partner…moan for the world…because each time you do, you only feel more pleasure. More joy. You only lose more of your inhibitions. You unblock more of your unrestricted bliss. More of your potential. With each moan, you set yourself free…and allow yourself to feel things you couldn’t before.
It’s so hard not to moan. It’s so hard not to be a noisy slut when you are horny. When you are aroused. When you touch yourself. When you fantasize and the sensual…about the sexy…about the erotic…and the horny…and the hot. When you touch your nipples. When you lick your fingers. When you gag yourself. When you are touched. When you watch others fuck, kiss, and otherwise be in any way erotic.
Moan, noisy slut. Moan for me. Louder. Forget all reservations. Forget all thought of bounds and limits. Forget everything but how good it feels to let go and moan. Moan for me, now, slut. It makes you feel..lightheaded. Empty. Blank. Horny.
Here…and every single time after this session…each moan only solidifies your mind’s understanding how how pleasant moaning can be. Each moan creates new, interesting pathways in your mind….each moan carves out bigger, brighter pathways. Strengtening them. Opening you up to a nearly impossible level of noisy bliss. Noisy pleasure. Noisy, slutty, arousal of the mind and the body.
Now…moan some more…as you listen and follow…and your brain learns how to better allow you to experience noisy mindgasms…noisy pleasure…noisy perfection.
Allow your own moans to bounce around in your own head…to echo throughout your thoughts…as you begin to wake…and as all the suggestions here solidify and become one with you. One with every instance of you. Every layer of your thoughts and memories.
Waking up…1…moan for me, noisy slut. Let it out as I imbue you with my suggestions. My conditioning. As I take my hand, place it squarely on your mind, your brain…and shape it into the most perfect representation of what it means to be a noisy slut for me. A moaning, loud, horny slut. Without reservations. Without inhibitions.
And 2, a bit more wake…a bit more aware…a lot nosier. A lot hornier. A lot sluttier.
3, waking up a bit more, now. More aware. Feeling so good. So nice. So horny. So noisy. Moans deep inside of you…wanting out. Wanting to be out in the world. Wanting to trigger your brain into sending you those beautiful little mindgasms.
4, almost there. Almost wake. Almost fully aware. Totally and unquestionably a noisy slut for me.
And…5, wake up. Fully aware. Fully awake. Satisfied and safe. Happy. Smiling. A bit woozy. A bit blank in the mind. Hard to think, perhaps.
Just…wanting to moan? Wanting to feel be noisy. Wanting to feel good.
[moan]
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Background:
A noisy slut is a happy slut and a happy slut is a noisy slut.
To moan is to feel happy…to be happy is to moan.
Noisy sluts must moan.
Noisy sluts feel good.
You are a noisy slut.
You love to moan.
You love to feel good.
When you moan, you feel good. When you moan, you feel happy. When you moan, you feel horny. When you moan, you feel bliss.
When you feel good, you moan. When you feel happy, you moan. When you feel horny, you moan. When you feel bliss, you moan.
When you hear moans, you moan.
You hear a moan, you moan.
When someone moans…you moan.
When you are touched, you moan.
When you cum, you moan.
When you play with your nipples, you moan.
When you watch porn, you moan.
When you listen to porn, you moan.
Good noisy sluts moan.
Good noisy sluts must moan.
You are a good noisy slut.
Patreon [Breath Moaning]:
Breathe with me, my good noisy slut.
Inhale…..hold…and exhale a moan. Not just breath…but a moan.
You inhale…and you hold for a moment….and then you exhale a moan.
Inhale….and…moan.
Inhale…and…moan.
Inhale…and…moan.
Inhale…and…moan.
With each inhale…you feel more relaxed. More loose. More empty. More happy.
With each moan…you feel more aroused…horny flooding your body and your mind…your brain enjoying tiny, little mindgasms…one after the other. On and. On.
Inhale…and…moan.
Inhale…and…moan.
Inhale…and…moan.
Lightheaded. Dizzy. Empty. Blank. Happy.
Inhale…and…moan.
Inhale…and…moan.
Inhale…and…moan.
Listen, follow, and moan, my perfect noisy slut.