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LIVE – Forced-bi fantasy/conditioning, by Ember

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A live trance, accidentally recorded… Edited for anonymity and time (it was an hour-long live session, cut down here to 32 minutes), with my pet’s permission, presented to you so you can enjoy the raw, real power of stripped-down live hypnosis. Be sure to have trained with Drop Like A Rock for full effect!

No background music, no echoes or layered tracks, no chance for me to record a line twice. Listen close, pet, and you can hear my breathing change as I get into the intense parts of the session. Listen to the catch in my throat as I feel the power rush surge through my body, setting my skin on fire.

There’s just a difference between hypnotizing a microphone for a recorded session and hypnotizing a real person in real time. It’s so present and perfect and powerful. And so very SEXY to know the exact effect the trance has, in the moment. I’m so incredibly glad I forgot to turn off my recording software when I jumped onto Skype to take this call, because now I can share this with all of you.

A few notes:  Since this is live, you will hear slight imperfections. But I do live trance with an excellent mic, so the sound quality is wonderful (listen to the sample – it’s nice and long!). Also, this is of course only my end of the trance! I do make reference to the fact that the listener has already already begun forced-bi training. So if you haven’t already, I would recommend listening to Conquered beforehand to begin your experience with one of MY favorite fetishes, forced-bi. And this is all about me, isn’t it, pet?  Good boy. 🙂

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Entirely naked except for a blindfold, he slept. I closed the front door silently behind me and slipped out of my shoes. The soft carpet conspired to keep my approach silent. The light from the dining room faded as I tiptoed down the hall, so just the barest hint remained in the bedroom.

Enough lingered so I could see the shape of his pale arm on top of the dark blanket. His vulnerability was intoxicating. I traced my fingers down his shoulder and upper arm, hardened muscle even in the looseness of sleep. Hungry for him, aching to spur him into command-following action, I wrapped my fingers around the back of his arm and squeezed.

So fast I didn’t see it coming, his other arm shot out and he seized me. With a fluid, practiced motion, he locked his hand around my thumb, twisting down and away, so my body was forced to follow. I had guessed this might happen so I didn’t cry out or try to pull away. There wasn’t any pain anyway, he had stopped just short of that. He was coiled but calm.

Silent, frozen, I waited with a smile he couldn’t see melting across my lips. After a single breath, in and out, he said my name. It was a question.

Yes. It’s me. 

He disengaged as soon as he heard my voice and said he was sorry.

Don’t be. It’s… inspiring.

I could see his brow scrunch up beneath the blindfold. “What is?” he asked.

To see training so deeply embedded.

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