It had started with a workout mix. He’d given it to her promising it would allow her to focus on her exercising, making it easier to want to exercise and listen to the mix. It had worked, she found herself in the best shape of her life, happily working out two hours a day. While listening to the mix time just seemed to fly by, she’d start the playlist and step onto the treadmill and before she knew it she was sweating and done her workout.
Next he’d offered her a mix to help her control her eating. Sure she wasn’t overweight, but she snacked late at night and drank too much soda. He promised that all she had to do was listen to playlist while she was working around her apartment and it would cut down on her desire to unhealthy foods and late night snacks. It had worked like a charm, and soon she was healthier than ever as she ate balanced meals and was no longer lured to the kitchen by chips or cookies.
Improving her focus was the next promise. She agreed, lately she’d found that she’d been missing moments, forgetting things and finding herself spacing out. He promised that this mix would definitely help her stop worrying about missing those moments and allow her to focus on what was important in life.
The missing moments did not stop, but she didn’t worry about them any more. Now she was feeling sexually frustrated, constantly horny but unable to relieve herself. He had just the thing, a new playlist that would help her. Though she didn’t know how a mix could help she agreed, he’d been helpful so far and she had grown to trust him.
This time she noticed the words, whispers beneath the music. She listened closely, trying to make out what they were saying. She knew about subliminal music and messages. That’s why the mixes had worked, they’d been giving her positive suggestions subliminally, but this was the first time she heard them. She listened closer, interested to hear what he was saying to her.
It took a few listens but eventually she made out his voice. Listening closer she could hear him talking to her. She could repeat his words as he spoke softly under the music.
“You are a good girl. Obedient and submissive. You want only to obey. Obeying makes you horny and aroused.”
“I am a good girl. Obedient and submissive. I want only to obey. Obeying makes me horny and aroused.”
When he found her she was wearing no pants. Sitting on the floor she was repeating her mantra. Aroused and submissive. A newly programed good girl waiting for her master. Repeating his words.
“You are a good girl. Obedient and submissive. You want only to obey. Obeying makes you horny and aroused.”
“I am a good girl. Obedient and submissive. I want only to obey. Obeying makes me horny and aroused.”
Repeating his words as they sunk deeper into her mind.
“You are a good girl. Obedient and submissive. You want only to obey. Obeying makes you horny and aroused.”
“I am a good girl. Obedient and submissive. I want only to obey. Obeying makes me horny and aroused.”
Please do this to me…