Such a good anal slut for me…
By Miss Lilith
Perfect Pillow Pegging
Such a good anal slut for me…
By Miss Lilith
Welcome, Sweetea.
I hope you’re in a quiet, safe place…all comfortable, loose, and relaxed. All you have to do is listen and follow now. Effortlessly and easily.
All you have to do is close your eyes, breathe deeply and slowly, and focus only on the sound of my voice and the words that I say. The longer you listen, the easier it is to discard thought and laser-focus your attention on my voice, my words, and that deep-rooted sensation of falling deeper as your body grows numb.
Because as you grow numb, it’s all that much easier and easier to focus only on me. Only on the sound of my voice. Only on how the simple act of listening pulls you deeper and deeper under. Making you sleepy. Making you more and more relaxed. Without effort. Without hesitation. Without doubt. Without thought.
Now…I’d like you to imagine something for me, sweetea. I’d like you to engage that powerful imagination of yours and picture yourself in a big, comfy bed, your head on something soft. Your mind between awareness and slumber, in that in-between place, where you don’t feel like moving or thinking. Where you just want to rest and fall deeper as you sink into the soft bed.
Just relax, sweetea, as my arms encircle you and as my chest moves up and down rhythmically under your head. Just breathe. Deeply. Slowly. With each deep breath, you feel better and more relaxed. With each second spent in my arms, you feel sleepier and emptier. No desire to more or to think. No desire to do anything but listen.
So focus on me. Focus on nothing else. My voice drowns everything else out. It pushes the entire world away, leaving only the two of us here, with my voice weaving itself into your mind. Your thoughts.
Feel my arms tighten around you. Feel my breathe under you…as we breathe together. In sync. Feeling so good and so nice.
With each inhale, you breathe my voice all the way inside, where it smooths over your mind, allowing you to feel all blank and empty for me. With each exhale, you expel all tension, all stress, all worry, and all memory. It’s just us here, sweetea. Nothing and nobody else. So feel safe and secure as you relax farther and sink into me. Into the bed. Into this perfect comfort of the mind and the mind.
Because this is a perfect moment. This is a content moment. That only thing that would make it better is if you were to drop into a deep hypnotic trance for me. And that’ll be so very easy, won’t it? You’re already all but there. It’s that easy. I haven’t even really tried yet and you’re always dropping for me. Just to the sound of my voice. Isn’t that just lovely? A dream come true, some would say.
But it’s time for me to drag you allll the way down, where you could be the perfectly suggestible subject for me. So listen and follow, sweetea.
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As you drift between sleep and a shallow awareness, safe in my arms, your head on my slowly moving chest…you can begin to notice how the longer you’re here, the more numb your body becomes. From the very tips of your fingers to the very top of your head. From the surface of your skin to the deepest parts of your body. You can notice how your every digit, nerve, and cell slows down and all but freezes in place as you lose more sensation. And with that, your thoughts follow right out. Emptier and emptier.
You don’t need to think. You don’t need to analyze. You need only but to focus on the sound of my voice and the words which I say. There’s nothing else here. There’s only the safety I provide, the deep relaxation spreading across your entire body, and the calm river which is my voice and my will washing over you. Couldn’t possibly be easier.
You’re deep enough now, sweetea. Deep enough for me to redefine the meaning of hypnotic depth. Deep enough for me to show you what it means to have your mind pulled out from under you, leaving you sinking deeper down always. Without a place to pause. Without a place to rest. Because once I take away the foundation, you’ll just drop down, down, down. All the way down. And continue dropping without end. Deeper and deeper. No need to think, though. No need to exert any effort. Just listen. That’s all you need to do.
I’m going to snap my fingers and tell you to sleep soon. When I do so, something interesting will happen. Your world will slow down. Any remaining thoughts you may still have will slow down. With each snap, the world will become slower and slower. Your thoughts dragged back through time itself. Your body’s functions slowing to a crawl. Slower and slower. So much harder to think and so much harder to move. With each snap of my fingers, you’ll drop so much deeper that time itself will all but freeze over.
It all starts with a simple Sleep[snap] as you drop deeper, sweetea. As time slows down. As you grow more numb. As thoughts slow down. Everything’s so very slow, sweetea.
Sleep[snap] and sink. So slow that you may just forget how to think and how to move. You may just forget how to resist. So slow that any sort of resistance you may have had can’t possibly catch up to my words. To my suggestions. Slower and slower. Almost frozen in time.
Sleep[snap]. slooooowing down, sweetea. Everything’s slowing down. Growing numb. Your heart beating slower. Your breaths coming in slower and deeper. The thoughts in your head getting lost on the way, dispersing into the air, as if they had never existed and never wanted to exist.
Just Sleep[snap] and feel the entirety of everything all but come to a total stop. Everything around you and inside you sloooowing dooown as you drop deeper and deeper, my voice the only constant. My words the only tangible objects in your current world.
And you can just drop allll the way down now as you Sleep[snap] deeper and time loses its meaning. Time ceases to exist. Time doesn’t matter. You can only listen and follow, your thoughts pulled along by my will. You body mine. Your mind receptive and suggestible. Just listen, now. There’s nothing left but to listen as you keep on drifting downwards. Keep on dropping down, down, down, down [snap].
All the way to the very bottom and deeper still. Always deeper. Always sinking[snap] deeper down.
Deeper into that space where all you can feel is the embrace of deep hypnotic trance and the pull of my voice. Feel yourself let go and allow me all the way inside. It’s….beautiful. Perfect. Beyond description.
And on the next snap of my fingers, the world will shatter and every suggestion to follow will bypass every layer and every defense. Time will stop. You’ll remain with my voice only. My suggestions only. the both of us, together, floating down into the deepest hypnotic trance attainable.
So Sleep[snap] and lose yourself in the endless sands of time, succumbing to the sound of my voice and the words that I say. There’s nothing else as you drop down, down, down. All the way down and below. Farther down. On and on and on. Sinking and sinking as the world stops and all that exists is trance. Trance and how it makes you feel.
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Now…as you listen, following each word effortlessly, automatically…you can notice that…you had fallen asleep. Yes, you had fallen asleep in my arms as my voice seduced you into deep slumber. So deep, in fact, that you had lost all sense of what was happening. So deep that nothing could have woken you.
Until now, at least, as the sensations of touch return and you begin to feel something hard filling your ass. Something that’s slowly moving in…and…out. In…and…out. Long and hard and textured, slowly, rhythmically sliding in and out of your ass. You can do nothing but moan into your gag, slut. You can do nothing but pull at your restraints and make muffled, needy noises as I peg you to my heart’s content.
That’s right, my good little whore. I took the opportunity to prepare you as you slumbered. With your arms and legs bound to the corners of the bed, you can can only struggle as I use you in any way I wish. With your mouth ball-gagged, you can but only moan and groan. You may feel something else in your mouth aside from the ball-gag. That fabric against your tongue, slut. Yes, those are my panties. I was sure to wait till they’d been all nice and wet with my juices before stuffing them into your mouth. Don’t you just love that? Nod your head, slut.
Good, very good. You’re being very good, but this is just the beginning.
You’re in just the perfect position, with a pillow under your body and your ass slightly up in the air. Just perfect for my strap-on as it slides slowly in and out of your ass. You can feel your hips move with mine. Against mine. My thighs rubbing against your ass with each slow thrust. You love this, don’t you? I know you do, because you’re such a good anal slut for me. It feels so damn good to be fucked, doesn’t it? Your cock growing harder and harder, throbbing with arousal.
And it feels even better as I speed up, the pegging becoming more intense. Fucking you harder, faster. Your ass feeling better and better. The sound of flesh against flesh so satisfying. Feel my strap-on reach deeper into you, stroking against your g-spot, sending tingles of pure pleasure racing across the entirety of your body. It’s always as if my dildo in your ass has ignited a new level of arousal within you…and now it’s spreading and growing and becoming all that much more interesting with each second. Each thrust.
Such a good anal whore, aren’t you? Nod your head. Yes, yes, you’re such a good anal whore for me. You just want me to fuck you. Harder and harder. You want me to use you, faster and faster. You want nothing but to be used and abused, your ass fucked and your pleasure expanded to new levels.
You’re going to always respond to me with, “Yes, Mistress.” When I take that gag and my panties out of your mouth, you’re only going to be able to say, “Yes, Mistress.” Nothing else. It doesn’t matter what I ask you. The answer will be the same, always. And each time you do so, you’ll feel better, a sort of euphoria creeping up on you in body and in mind. Each time you say, “Yes, Mistress,” out loud or in your mind, your arousal will spark, your body’s nerves will tingle with pleasure, and your submission and need will double.
Because each time you say those words, you let go more and more. And the more you let go, the more pleasure you allow in. So that each time you say, “Yes, Mistress,” you can feel me peg you harder. Faster. Feeling better and better. Discovering new pleasures. New heights of arousal. Your cock reacting so very easily to my words. My strap-on. Your submission. Because…you’re my good little anal slut, aren’t you?
Yes, yes you are. My good fucktoy. Here to be fucked. Here to be used. Without a single say in the matter. It’s not like you want the choice, anyway. You just want to feel pleasure. You just want your ass fucked, don’t you?
It’s so nice to know that I can fuck you anytime I want, doesn’t it, fucktoy?
It’s so nice to know that your ass is mine. Mine to use. Mine to fuck. So just enjoy my strap-on thrusting in and out of your ass. Your pleasure rising. Your arousal intensifying with each thrust. My bare thighs against your needy ass making that satisfying, rhythmic sound. The tip of my fake cock rubbing and hitting your g-spot, bringing you closer and closer to orgasm. Closer and closer to cumming.
You love being used, don’t you, my good little anal slut?
The longer I fuck you, the closer to the approach that totally blank state of being where only pleasure exists. Where nothing can exist but for the purest of pleasures. That arousal. That throb in your cock. That pulsating need. Nothing but all of the greatest things in life, fucktoy. The longer you’re here, the closer to that space you approach. The longer I fuck you, the more pleasure you feel spreading out through your body and your mind.
Each time I call you my goof little anal slut, you can feel it becoming truer as your cock respond, twitching. Becoming harder. Throbbing harder. And the more aroused you become, the better anal slut you become. The more pleasure you can feel in your ass. The more real it all becomes. Closer and closer to destroying the line between life and fantasy.
Because here, right now, reality is what I tell you is it. So any fantasy is really just reality. So here, in this place, you are being fucked by me. Your ass is being pounded by my strap-op. You are feeling better and better and more aroused. Becoming more and more my little anal slut. Isn’t that just perfect, fucktoy?
You’re my perfect little anal slut, aren’t you?
And as I spank your ass.
The ass which belong to me…you can feel yourself growing more excited, your mind growing even more blank except for the purest sense of pleasure. Nothing else. Just pleasure and joy and arousal. There’s nothing else.
This is my ass, slut, isn’t it?
And I get to fuck it anytime I want. You want me to fuck you anytime I want. You want my strap-on deep inside you, thrusting in and out, as you confirm what a perfect anal slut you are for me. As your cock grows and twitches, blood pumping, pressure rising. Building. Intensifying.
Sink deeper into the pleasure, whore. Drop into this experience in a way you never had before. Notice how real it is. How the sensations in your ass are becoming so solid. So wet. So fucking good. So much fucking pleasure. It feels so fucking good to feel my dildo in your ass, doesn’t it?
I know it does. And I want you to throb twice as hard as I call you my little anal slut. You love it when I call you that. You love being my perfect anal slut. Just wanting your ass fucked and fucked. Used and abused. Wanting nothing else to exist in this perfect moment.
So submissive. So weak. So sensitive. More so with each thrust. Because each thrust…in and out…makes you need more pleasure. More arousal. Makes you want to cum so fucking bad. The thought of cumming with me inside you makes you all but blank out in need and in excitement. All you want right now is to cum with my strap-on inside you. You just want to cum as I fuck you. As I fuck your brains right out of your head.
Because you’re my good little anal slut, aren’t you?
Yes, you are. And coming with something thrusting into your ass is all you want right this second. So allow the pleasure in your body to build. Feel that nice, pleasant, hurried excitement rush across your entire body, making you tingle in alll the best of place. Your mind blank and empty but for hot euphoria and my fake cock in your ass. Feel it stretch your ass in that most pleasant of ways. Feel it full you up, pushing the pressure upwards. Oh, fuck, what a good anal slut you are for me. How I love to use your ass like this.
How I love how you make these little sounds. How you hips move up and down, back and forth. How all you can say is, “Yes, Mistress.”
And how much you love my hand on your ass, leaving just a slight red imprint as I spank you.
Again…
And again.
You want to cum so bad, don’t you? I know you do. Your cock is throbbing so very hard. Pleasure coursing through every inch of your body. Every nerve. Every cell. Your mind focused only on the sound of my voice and the arousal steadily growing in your body. There’s nothing else.
Just feel the arousal build. Feel it grow. Your cock harder and harder as I fuck you harder and harder. Faster. Better. My thrusts coming in faster as you get closer to orgasm. My strap-on reaching deeper into your ass as you reach deeply inside yourself and pull allllllllll the potential pleasure out and into the forefront of existence.
Closer and closer to cumming. Feeling more and more like my perfect little anal slut, aren’t you?
Closer and closer to orgasm with me inside you, filling you up. Throbbing all that much harder as I reach around you and grab your cock. It’s so hard, fucktoy. So nice, throbbing so hard. Ready to burst. Ready to cum for me. And you want that so very much, don’t you, whore?
You want nothing else. So as I thrust into your ass harder, our flesh meeting again and again, I stroke you cock. Faster and faster. With each second, you can feel more pleasure replace your every thought. Every sensation. It’s all just arousal now.
You’re such a good anal slut, aren’t you?
Such a good whore. The perfect fucktoy. So submissive. So eager to please. Needing to cum for me. Needing to let go, allow me deeper inside, and just cum as I stroke and fuck you.
So feel yourself getting to that edge. Right on the edge of orgasm. Right on the edge of ultimate pleasure. The pressure building and building. Feel it build, fucktoy. Your cock throbbing harder in my hand. Your ass feeling better as I fuck it raw.
Allow me deeper inside. Feel me stroke you faster, tightening my grip on your needy cock. And as I thrust deeper into you, you almost cum. But not yet. No, I’m going to count to 5, and on 5, you’ll both cum and wake up. On 5, all the pleasure that’s been gathered throughout the session will release all at once and your mind will melt for me.
So 1, and I stroke a bit faster. Your cock feeling so fucking good. Pulsating and throbbing. So sensitive.
2, my strap-on giving you no time to rest as I thrust and thrust, striking against your g-spot. Sliding right in and out.
3, and you’re such a perfect anal slut, aren’t you?
Such a perfect fucktoy. Your ass always ready to be used. Your mind always ready to go blank in pleasure.
4, and almost there, slut. Right on the edge. With my hand on your hard, throbbing cock…my fake cock in your ass…you so very, very close to orgasm. So close to all of that pressure exploding outwards. On the next number. So very close. Right on the edge. Feeling so fucking good. So horny and so aroused. So excited. Submission growing and growing. Your weakness to my voice intensifying. All defenses gone. Dust. Forgotten.
And…5, anal slut. Cum. Cum now. Cum with me inside you. With me filling you up. Your mind and your ass. Your body. Cum as I stroke you. Cum, fucktoy, as you accept your fate. As you accept how much of a perfect anal slut you are. How much of a whore. A thing of pleasure.
And you are my good little anal slut, aren’t you?
I know you are. You love being the perfect anal slut for me. You love getting fucked. You love getting pegged. You want your ass filled. You want it used. You want to be used. Fucked. Stripped of all defenses. You just want pleasure. Nothing more.
So give up and allow me in. Let go and feel me inside you. Feel me everywhere. Cumming makes you more receptive. Cumming makes you more suggestible. So that when I tell you to feel beyond good, it’s automatic.
Feel it now, fucktoy. Feel great. Feel bliss fill your mind and euphoria fill your body. This is a moment of perfection. A moment of joy. You can feel content that every time you cum for me, you can feel like this, but better. Because each time, you feel better. You drop easier. You sink deeper down.
You can wake up totally and fully, now. Allll the way up. Feeling good. Relaxed. Happy with what has happened. Happy with what you’ve felt. Happy with the potential here.
Fully awake and fully aware, now, sweetea. All the good things. All the happy things.
You can lie there for a little while, if you’d like. Enjoying the aftershocks of sensations. Enjoying the blissfulness of pleasure.
Till next time, sweetea. Hope to see you soon.