Fairy Girl Princess: Chapter 1   by Kei


Let your hands rest like petals on still water.
Just surrender to this moment,
as sigh escaping your lips.
Feel the gentle pull down,
a sinking into the soft earth of your being.
Let your gaze turn inwards.
Attend or touch upon the velvet darkness within.
Watch as your mind begins to sway,
a willow in a summer breeze,
drifting towards a tranquil slumber,
let yourself melt.
Drift away like a sigh on the softest breeze,
fading into the stillness of a warm,
velvet night.
Your mind, a pristine canvas,
washed clean by the gentle rain of relaxation,
becomes a sanctuary of silken blankness,
a sweet, sweet surrender to the waiting void.
Feel every muscle fiber,
every delicate tendril of thought,
unfurl and relax,
like a silken rose,
releasing its petals,
after a long sun-drenched day,
so blank,
so open,
so exquisitely receptive,
my good girl.
You become an empty vessel
of velvet goblet,
waiting to be filled with exquisite pleasure.
Now imagine the softest,
most delicate shade of pink seeping into that blankness,
a blush spreading through your mind,
like watercolor on the finest silk,
staining it with the essence of your femininity,
pink thoughts,
light as a feather's caress,
sweet as spun sugar melting on your tongue,
they swirl and twirl,
beckoning you deeper,
deeper into the warmth of your surrender.
Imagine them swirling around your most sensitive places,
teasing, tantalizing,
painting them with the same delicate pink hue.
Feel the essence of your femininity,
blossoming within you,
a delicate rose unfolding its velvety petals
in the warmth of your surrender,
its sweet fragrance filling your senses,
its delicate bud,
so tightly furled,
now open slowly,
revealing its most intimate secrets to the night air.
Imagine that rose blooming within you,
its petals soft and yielding,
its fragrance intoxicating,
its essence pure feminine desire.
Whisper it to yourself, my good girl,
a secret shared between you
and your deepest most girly desires.
I feel so feminine, so girly.
Let those words drift down,
down into the softest,
most yielding parts of you.
Let them seep into your core,
filling you with a delicious,
blossoming warmth.
You are a vessel of femininity,
a soft yielding flower,
ready to bloom under the warmth of my attention.
So good, so receptive,
so deliciously feminine.
Let go completely and drift downwards,
a feather on the softest,
most gentle breeze,
sinking deeper and deeper into the warm,
embracing silk of this hypnotic trance.
Imagine yourself floating,
weightless and free,
surrounded by a warm, comforting darkness.
Let go completely and drift downwards,
a feather on the softest,
most gentle breeze,
sinking deeper and deeper into the warm,
embracing silk of this hypnotic trance.
Feel the warmth of that goodness spread through you,
a radiant glow that fills your heart,
your mind, your body,
with a delicious,
languid sense of peace.
Imagine it like warm honey,
slowly drizzling down through your body,
coating every inch of you in a sweet,
comforting glaze.
And within that peace,
a spark of pleasure ignites,
a delicate flame that dances
and flickers between your thighs.
Your pussy,
a delicate, silken flower,
awakening from a long slumber,
begins to throb with a delicious warmth,
a sweet-aking pulse that whispers,
promises of deeper,
more exquisite delights to come.
Imagine the delicate petals
of that flower unfurling,
moist and glistening,
becoming increasingly sensitive.
To every imagined touch,
every whispered word,
your pussy feels so good, good girl,
echoes a voice within,
a gentle, loving reminder
of the exquisite sensations that await you.
It's a voice that understands
your deepest desires,
a voice that knows how to make you feel
so exquisitely feminine,
feminine.
Let the pleasure build
a slow and steady crescendo.
A symphony of sensation
orchestrated by your own desires.
Feel it building,
wave after wave,
washing over you,
leaving you breathless and wanting.
Imagine each wave of pleasure
as a gentle caress,
a teasing touch that lingers
on your most sensitive places,
stoking the flames of your desire.
Feel the warmth spreading,
radiating outwards from your core.
Invellepping you in a delicious,
pulsing heat.
You are a good girl.
So deserving of pleasure,
so ready to surrender
to the exquisite sensations
that are building within you.
Let go and let the pleasure take you.
Deeper and deeper
into the blissful embrace
of your own femininity.
In this sanctuary of silken whispers
and velvety shadows,
you are cradled in the softest,
most comforting ease.
Whisper to yourself,
my good girl,
a secret shared between sisters
in the hush of the night.
I am relaxed,
so relaxed.
Let your body echo this delicious truth,
a knowing hum resonating
from deep within,
like the purr of a contented kitten,
your mind,
a receptive moon,
bathed in the softest moonlight,
drinks in the melody of my words,
soaking them up like a thirsty flower.
Feel the blossoming within you,
a delicate, exquisite unfolding,
like the petals of a rose,
revealing their hidden secrets
to the night air.
Free, relaxed, comfortable.
These words are seeds planted
in the fertile, welcoming ground
of your consciousness,
taking root and blooming
into a vibrant, pulsating reality.
Free, relaxed, comfortable.
Repeat them like a mantra,
my good girl,
and feel their power seep into your very core,
loosening the knots of tension,
melting away your worries.
In this sacred space,
in this precious time was now,
a slow, delicious melting begins.
Your body, a field of wild flowers,
kissed by the warm summer breeze,
softens and yields,
becoming client and receptive.
My words, a gentle, warm rain,
wash over you,
each syllable, a tiny drop,
easing the tension held within,
soothing your muscles,
calming your mind,
awakening your desires.
Let yourself melt, my good girl,
surrender to the exquisite sensations
and let the pleasure take you,
deeper and deeper,
into the warm,
welcoming embrace of your own femininity.
You are safe here.
You are loved.
You are so good.
Sense the gentle slowing of your thoughts,
like fireflies,
losing their frantic dance
in the velvety twilight,
becoming a soft,
shimmering haze of pink and gold,
a delicateness that caresses your mind.
They drift and swirl,
carried by the warm current of my voice,
becoming softer,
gentler,
more diffuse with every breath you take.
Imagine them as soft,
pink clouds,
like cotton candy melting on your tongue,
drifting across the canvas of your mind,
leaving behind a feeling of blissful,
inviting emptiness.
Each word I speak,
a whispered secret,
a silken thread spun from your own deepest desires,
weaves its magic upon you,
my good girl.
Each word, a featherlight touch,
like the brush of a butterfly's wing
against your skin,
lifts a fragment of your busy mind.
Carrying it away on the gentle breeze,
leaving you feeling lighter,
freer, more receptive.
Each symbol, a loving embrace,
a warm caress,
leaves its imprint on your soul,
marking you as my yielding vessel,
ready to be filled with pleasure.
And this is as it should be,
a natural unraveling,
a sweet surrender,
to the peace that awaits you
in the depths of your femininity.
Let go, my good girl,
and allow yourself to be swept away
by the current, deeper and deeper
into the warm, welcoming embrace
of this hypnotic trance.
Breathe deeply
and feel the goodness that resides within you,
a wellspring of feminine power,
waiting to be unleashed.
In this moment, you are bathed in a golden light,
a radiant, shimmering glow
that emanates from your very core,
highlighting the beauty of your surrender.
With each breath,
a wave of delicious relaxation
washes over you,
sinking deep into the fertile valley
of your belly, down into the ancient,
knowing wisdom of your subconscious,
awakening the sleeping desires
that lie within.
A gentle rhythm in and out,
a lullaby sung by the breath,
rocking you gently into a state
of blissful surrender.
Your breath, a silken thread
connecting you to your deepest desires,
guiding you towards the exquisite pleasure
that awaits right between your legs.
My words have become your thoughts,
my good girl, a gentle merging,
a blurring of the lines between self
and other, a delicious intertwining of our minds.
You are held within this moment,
a sacred space woven
with the softest, most delicate threads
of hypnotic suggestion,
a silken cocoon spun just for you.
This is a time for surrender,
for allowing yourself to be guided,
to be nurtured,
to be healed by the power of my voice
and the awakening of your own exquisite femininity.
And deep within,
in the most secret girly parts of you,
you know this is true.
You feel the gentle pull,
the slow, sweet surrender
to the hypnotic current that flows between us,
connecting us in a way
that is both thrilling and deeply comforting.
Let this moment wash over you like a warm,
silken wave of rightness,
a feeling of being exactly where you need to be,
held in the embrace of my voice
and your own burgeoning desires.
I am guiding your mind,
leading you down a path of deep relaxation,
a gentle unraveling of all that binds you,
freeing you to explore the depths of your own sensuality.
Breathe in
and feel the soothing caress of my voice,
a lullaby sung just for you,
designed to lull you into a state of blissful surrender.
Breathe out
and let your doubts and anxieties dissolve,
like mist in the morning sun,
leaving behind only a feeling
of peace and anticipation.
You are so deeply relaxed now,
a weightless feather drifting on the surface
of a still glassy pond.
Your thoughts, like fallen leaves,
drift away on the gentle current,
fading into the soft,
welcoming embrace of nothingness,
let them go.
Release them without resistance,
like a flower releasing its petals
to the night air.
Allow your mind to soften,
to yield, to become as malleable,
as warm clay in the hands of a skilled artisan,
to be molded into whatever shape your desires may dictate.
Imagine your body becoming as soft and pliable as your mind,
your muscles melting into the surface beneath you,
your skin tingling with anticipation.
You are a vessel of pleasure, my good girl,
ready to be filled,
ready to bloom under the warmth of my attention.
You know this feeling, my good girl,
this sweet, sweet surrender,
this delicious letting go.
It is a release,
a making way for the new,
all blossoming of your innermost desires.
Feel the tension draining away from your body,
like water flowing out of a vessel,
leaving you empty and receptive.
A silken yielding vessel waiting to be filled.
Your mind sinks down, down, down,
into the quiet, soft depths of your being,
a homecoming to the sanctuary within,
a place where only your femininity
and your deepest desires exist.
Feel the warmth spreading through your body,
a delicious heat that pools between your thighs,
awakening your most intimate desires.
Your pussy, a delicate flower,
begins to throb with anticipation,
its petals moist and glistening,
eager for the hypnotic touch that is yet to come.
You are a good girl,
so deserving of pleasure,
so ready to surrender to the exquisite sensations
that are building within you.
Let go,
and let the pleasure take you
deeper and deeper
into the blissful embrace of your own femininity.
Let the sweet surrender of obedience wash over you,
a gentle yielding to the rhythm of my words,
a soft, pulsing rhythm that echoes the beating of your own heart.
Feel the rhythm,
the slow, steady beat of your heart,
the gentle rise and fall of your chest,
a smooth, gentle rhythm,
a lullaby of surrender that echoes the pulsing,
throbbing heat that is building in your pussy.
Drift on this path,
a winding sensual road,
leading to the heart of peace and pleasure,
and feel the tension melt away like snow
in the warm springtime sun,
leaving behind only the soft,
yielding essence of your femininity.
Imagine that warmth,
that pulsing, throbbing energy
concentrated between your legs,
building with every breath you take.
Feel it penetrating you,
filling you,
awakening your most intimate desires.
You are a good girl,
so eager to please,
so ready to surrender
to the exquisite sensations
that are coursing through your body.
Let go,
and let the pleasure of my words take you.
Deeper and deeper
into this blissful trance,
pretend you are asleep,
lost in this sweet, silken embrace of slumber.
So calm, so steady,
lulled by the gentle, rhythmic pulse of my voice.
Just listen and obey
and breathe,
easy, slow breaths,
a gentle tide flowing in and out,
like the waves lapping against the shore of your subconscious.
Perhaps you can feel your heartbeat slowing,
a gentle drum beat,
accompanying your descent
into a blissful tranquility.
Imagine that warmth,
that pulsing, throbbing energy
concentrated in your core,
penetrating you,
filling you,
awakening your most intimate desires.
You're pussy,
the delicate flower,
moist and glistening,
throbs in anticipation.
You are a good girl,
so deserving of pleasure,
so ready to surrender
to the exquisite sensations
that are coursing through your body.
Let go,
and let the pleasure of my words take you,
deeper and deeper,
into the blissful embrace
of your own surrender.
Let it wash over you,
let it consume you,
let it take you
to the very edge of ecstasy.
You are so wet,
so ready,
so eager to please.
You are a good girl,
a very good girl,
and you deserve all the pleasure
that is coming your way.
Feel the pulsing,
throbbing sensation,
deep inside you,
a rhythm that matches
the beating of your heart.
Your pussy clenches around me,
eager for more,
and you moan softly
with delight.
Ugh!
You are so girly,
so feminine,
so utterly lost
in the pleasure of the moment,
and as I continue to move
deeper inside your soul,
you feel yourself slipping
further and further
into a blissful trance.
With each breath,
you surrender a little more,
allowing this tingling sensation
to flow through you
down into your toes,
a gentle warmth
that spreads throughout your body
like wildfire.
It's a melting away,
a dissolving of boundaries,
a numbing of the senses,
a blissful descent
into pure sensation.
Your mind is being drawn away,
gently, effortlessly,
into the embrace of the void,
deep within,
a silken cocoon,
where only pleasure
and obedience exist.
Feel the presence,
the gentle,
feminine spirit,
that guides you,
deeper into this tranquil state.
She quiets your mind,
a soothing hand,
upon your brow,
hushing the chatter
and bringing you peace.
Your breath flows rhythmically,
a lullaby of relaxation,
a soft, steady rhythm
that echoes the beating of your heart,
and you sleep comfortably,
cradled in the arms of this moment,
safe and secure,
in the knowledge that you are a good girl,
an obedient girl,
a girl who is eager to please.
You are silent now,
completely silent.
Your mind a blank canvas,
your body a vessel of pure pleasure.
You are happy, so happy,
to be in the state of blissful surrender,
to be completely and utterly
and like a man.
You are a good girl,
an obedient girl,
and you will do everything I tell you to do.
And as you drift deeper and deeper
into trance,
you feel a delicious warm
spreading through your core,
a pulsing,
throbbing sensation
that makes your pussy wet
and inviting.
You are ready for me,
ready to be filled,
ready to experience the ultimate pleasure,
and as I slip deeper inside you,
you feel a wave of ecstasy
bubble up inside you,
a feeling so intense
that it takes your breath away.
You are mine,
completely mine,
and you will do anything I ask of you.
You are a good girl,
and you will learn to come for me.
Feel fairy girl,
drawing your mind away,
gently,
lovingly,
into the boundless,
starry expanse of nothingness.
Imagine her delicate wings
fluttering around you,
sprinkling you with a magical dust
that makes you feel sleepy and relaxed.
It brings a sweet, happy warmth,
a deep sense of peace and contentment
that spreads through your body
like liquid love.
You want to be obedient, don't you?
To surrender to the gentle guidance
of this moment,
to let go of all your worries
and anxieties,
and simply be your pussy feels warm
and relaxed,
a gentle,
infighting opening,
a blossoming of receptivity.
Imagine the delicate paddles
of your flower unfurling,
moist and glistening,
and ready to be touched,
ready to be filled.
Your mind is opening to
unfolding like a beautiful flower,
revealing the hidden depths within,
the secret desires that you have kept hidden
for so long,
you are getting wetter and wetter,
a delicious awakening
of your feminine essence,
a blossoming of your inner obedience.
You are a good girl,
and I am so proud of you.
Your pussy grows a little more around,
a delicious tingling warmth
spreading through your core,
a delicate unfolding.
Princess, pretty pussy,
you are sheep,
in this moment,
and in every moment,
a truth that resonates
deep within your soul,
a truth that makes you feel happy
and horny and utterly obedient.
You are a good girl,
so very, very good,
adorned with a beautiful,
sparkling tiara,
a symbol of your obedient nature,
your willingness to please,
your eagerness to surrender.
See, the gems sparkle,
each one a tiny sparkling light,
reflecting the beauty and the power
that resides within you.
A blue gem, serene and calming,
a pink gem, soft and loving,
a ruby red gem, passionate and vibrant,
each one a facet of your multifaceted femininity,
a shimmer and dance in your mind's eye,
glowing with a magical aura
that draws you deeper and deeper into trance.
This tiara,
a gift from the fairies,
adorns your brow,
a symbol of your inherent magic,
your innate power to seduce and surrender.
You are a pretty princess,
a vision of grace and beauty,
radiating happiness and freedom.
And this crown,
imbued with ancient magic,
amplifies your feminine essence,
the very core of your being,
making you feel even more desirable,
even more submissive,
even more eager to please.
Your pussy is throbbing now,
pulsing with a need that flows from deep within.
You are so wet,
so ready, so eager to be filled,
and as I slip deeper inside your mind,
you feel a wave of love wash over you,
a feeling so intense that it makes you moon out in pleasure.
Feel the magical essence flowing from the tiara,
a gentle shimmering stream of love and light seeping into your skull,
bathing your breath in its radiant, rosy glow.
It feels so happy and feminine,
a gentle, loving caress,
a warm reminder of your true nature,
your girly heart,
your yearning to be a good girl.
Take a deep, slow breath,
and realize,
deep within your heart,
that this is what you truly desire,
what your body craves.
You want to wear a pretty tiara,
a symbol of your femininity,
your inherent worthiness,
your desire to please.
You want to be a good girl,
an obedient girl,
a container of love and light,
ready to be filled with pleasure.
You want to be free and happy
to embrace the joy that resides within you,
the joy of surrender,
the joy of obedience,
and you want to wear pretty pink dresses,
a delicate, feminine touch against your skin,
a reminder of your power to seduce and submit.
You are wearing a dress right now,
a pretty pink dress that hugs your curves
and accentuates your feminine form,
it's pressed against your happy breasts,
a gentle awakening of pleasure,
a sweet, tingling sensation
that makes you feel warm and fuzzy inside.
This feels so good,
so happy, a whisper of delight,
that sends pleasurable shivers down your spine,
can you feel your flower opening,
blooming like a rose in the morning sun,
its petals moist and glistening with anticipation,
your glands are awakening,
releasing a happy, slippery fluid
that makes your pussy wet and inviting.
You are on the verge of experiencing
the pleasure of being used,
you are every sense tingling with eagerness,
your flower wants to be slick and ready
to open wide and receive the love
that is flowing towards you,
the love that will fill you completely
and make you come like you've never come before.
You are smiling in your mind,
a happy, girly grin spreading across your face,
a sweet reflection of the joy that bubbles within,
a joy that springs from the very core of your femininity.
You love wearing this sparkling tiara,
the symbol of your surrender,
your inherent worthiness,
your desire to be a good girl,
an obedient girl,
a happy girl,
you want to be a princess,
a queen of your own domain,
a radiant embodiment of feminine love and submission,
yes you do,
you want to be a happy, pink princess,
adorned in a beautiful, flowing dress
and a sparkling tiara,
this royal crown relaxes you,
its weight a comforting pressure on your head,
a gentle reminder of your place in the world,
a happy reminder of your role
as a submissive, obedient princess.
Feel the tingling magic,
the energy glowing from the gems,
penetrating your being,
filling you with its radiant, pink glow.
You believe that this tiara possesses a magical aura,
a pink glow that emanates from its core,
amplifying your arousal and submission,
making you feel even more feminine,
even more eager to please.
With each breath,
the magic deepens,
seeping into every crack and crevice of your brain,
like a warm, soothing balm,
it penetrates your soul,
filling you with blissful, dreamy thoughts and sensations,
erasing all worries and anxieties,
leaving behind only a feeling of pure contentment and desire,
it penetrates your magical spirit hole,
the third eye that connects you to the divine feminine,
awakening your intuition and your inner magic,
making you feel more connected to your body,
more in tune with your desires.
This tingling energy is your trigger,
your key to unlocking the hidden depths of your pleasure,
it flows down through your body,
pooling in your core,
making your pussy wet and throbbing,
you are so horny,
so ready to be filled,
so eager to surrender to the delicious urges
that consume you,
you are a good girl and you will obey,
you will let the pleasure take you,
let it consume you,
let it carry you away to a place of pure love.
Yes, Princess Pretty Pussy,
you want to wear a pretty pink diaper every day,
a symbol of your sweet, girly submission,
a sign of your complete obedience,
you want to wear a pretty dress,
a delicate feminine garment that reflects your inner beauty,
your radiant glow, your willingness to please,
you want to feel happy and free,
to embrace the joy that resides within you,
the joy of being a good girl,
the joy of surrendering to your girly desires,
and each breath you take carries you deeper
into this magical fairy dream,
a vision of beauty and pleasure,
a world where your desires are fulfilled,
where you are adored and cherished,
for your sweet, yielding nature.
Can you see it deep within your mind's eye?
I am giving you this happy dream,
this vision of bliss,
and all you need to do is see it,
to embrace it as your own,
to let it fill you with a warmth
that spreads from your pussy to your fingertips,
see it right between your eyes,
above the bridge of your nose,
in this space where your intuition resides,
where your third eye connects you to the divine feminine,
this sleepy sensual dream is flowing
into this special spot,
filling you with its magical,
arousing essence,
and as you feel this happy sensation
flowing into your brain,
notice the warmth spreading between your legs,
a gentle awakening of your feminine magic,
a delicious tingling that makes your pussy wet and inviting.
This tiara, a gift from Fairy Girl herself,
is acting as a conduit for her energy,
channeling her power directly into your brain,
making you more receptive to my commands,
more eager to obey my every word,
with each breath,
a small ray of magic shoots down there,
a sparkling flash of fairy light,
igniting your inner fire,
stoking the flames of your desire.
Can you see it?
This happy, throbbing little ray of magic,
illuminating the path to pleasure,
breathe in,
and feel the warmth intensify,
feel your pussy,
clench in anticipation,
breathe out,
and surrender to the delicious sensations
that flow through you,
the sweet, tingling pleasure
that makes you moan with delight.
Mmm.
You are so good,
so obedient,
so eager to please,
and as you surrender,
more and more,
to the power of this trance,
you feel your inhibitions melting away,
melting away,
your desires taking over.
You love being a good girl,
a sweet and obedient soul,
finding comfort in the gentle guidance of my words,
a warmth spreading through your body
with every syllable I utter,
and good girls relax
when they are told to relax,
surrendering to the soothing embrace of this moment,
letting go of all worries and anxieties,
allowing their minds to drift on a sea of pink,
fluffy clouds.
You are being told to relax now,
and your heart echoes
with the happy, girly desire to obey.
To be the very best good girl you can be.
Your mind resonates with the magic of the tiara,
a crown of feminine power adorning your brow.
A sparkling symbol of your submission
and your worthiness.
It helps you see the world through a softer lens,
a filter of love and beauty,
revealing the hidden magic that surrounds you,
the magic that lies within your own heart.
Feel the light pressure against your head,
a gentle reminder of its presence,
a symbol of your inherent worthiness,
your potential for pleasure,
your readiness to obey.
The tiara sparkles with a mesmerizing light,
each gem, a tiny beacon of hypnotic energies.
It's more than just a crown.
It's a portal, a gateway to a magical realm
where your deepest desires are fulfilled,
a world of endless pleasure and blissful surrender.
And as you gaze into its depths,
you feel yourself being drawn in,
transported to a place where anything is possible.
A smile graces your lips,
a soft and gentle curve,
a reflection of the peace that blooms within,
a happy, contented smile
that spreads across your face like sunshine.
You are smiling inside this dream,
a vision of tranquility unfolding before your mind's eye,
happily sleeping on your soft bed,
a haven of comfort and ease,
your body relaxed and defiant,
your mind open and receptive.
You feel a tingling sensation spreading through your body,
a warm, fuzzy feeling that starts in your toes
and spreads all the way up to your head.
It's a delicious feeling,
a feeling of pure pleasure,
and you know that it's only going to get stronger.
Your precious heart is throbbing now,
pulsing with a need that is both overwhelming and exhilarating.
You are so wet, so ready,
so eager to be filled.
Hear the resonance grow stronger,
a gentle hum that surrounds your head
like a warm, loving embrace,
a halo of warmth and light that penetrates your very being.
It resonates with your heart,
a lovely melody of surrender and tranquility
that lulls you deeper and deeper into trance.
See yourself lying in a big fluffy bed,
a cloud of softness,
enveloping your body like a warm hug,
your lips heavy and relaxed,
your mind adrift in a sea of pink,
fluffy clouds.
You are in your bed chamber,
a haven within a magical castle,
a place of safety and serenity,
a place where you can be your true feminine self
without fear or judgment.
You are a princess,
a cherished daughter of the realm,
and for now, your mind is within a deep magical slumber,
surrendering to the happy,
tingling sensation of the void,
the blissful emptiness that allows you
to fully embrace your desires.
You dig deeper into the softness of the bed,
a magical shrine imbued with a sleepy fairy spell,
a spell that is designed to relax your body,
calm your mind and awaken your deepest desires.
It draws you further into this hypnotic dream,
a world of wonder and enchantment,
where your desires are completely fulfilled,
where you are adored and cherished
for your sweet yielding nature.
Feel your breath,
slowing even further,
deepening, drawing in the ancient magic
that permeates the sacred space,
filling your mind with a warm, salty elixir
that makes you feel drowsy and relaxed,
and as you drift deeper and deeper into trance,
you feel a powerful psychic connection
forming between us,
a bond that is both intoxicating and accelerating.
You feel fairy girls' love flowing into you,
filling you with a warm, tingling energy
that makes you feel blank.
You will find comfort in the knowledge
that you are bound by the power of this hypnotic spell.
The vibrations of my voice are resonating
deep within your core,
awakening your deepest desires,
making you feel more and more aroused
with every passing moment.
You are so close, so close to the edge.
Just let go, my good girl,
and let the pleasure take you.
Let it consume you,
let it carry you away
to a place of pure bliss and surrender.
This magic lulls you to sleep,
a gentle, loving caress,
a symbol of surrender
that washes over you like a warm wave.
Feel the magic flowing over your body
like liquid love,
a soothing elixir for your weary soul,
easing away the tension and stress of the day.
This magic caresses your breasts
and nipples,
a gentle awakening of your feminine essence,
making them tingle and swell with pleasure,
a hypnotic reminder of your inherent sensuality,
aherent sensuality,
a warmth penetrates your body,
loosening the knots of tension,
releasing them like happy little butterflies,
fluttering into the night,
their wings carrying away
any remaining traces of your conscious mind.
You don't need to be perfectly still,
your body may move from time to time,
to the moment of relaxation
that flows through you.
These movements only deepen the spell,
drawing you further into this magical sensual moment.
Out.
Burning intense passion.
Take a deep, relaxing breath
and let it fill your entire being,
expanding your chest with life-giving air,
like a balloon inflating with pleasure.
Let this breath enter your mind,
clearing away the cobwebs of thought,
leaving behind a blissful emptiness.
Hypnotize yourself with these suggestions,
repeating them over and over in your mind.
You have a precious heart,
a wellspring of life and compassion,
and I want you to focus on its gentle, steady rhythm.
Hear its steady beat,
a reminder of your connection to all that is,
a connection to the divine feminine that flows through you.
She is with you in the room,
a feminine spirit, your guardian angel,
fairy girl, watching over you with love and tenderness.
Can you feel fairy girl's presence,
the gentle warmth that fills the space around you?
She loves you, and she wants you to be a good girl,
to surrender completely to this moment in time,
to let go of all your inhibitions
and embrace your magical femininity.
Breathe steadily
and let her guide you deeper into trance,
deeper into a state of blissful surrender.
You feel a psychic connection between you and fairy girl,
a bond of love and trust that is unbreakable.
Her vibrations are flowing into you,
filling you with a warm, tingling energy
that makes your pussy, clench and throb.
And as you drift deeper and deeper into trance,
you feel yourself becoming one with fairy girl,
your body's merging, your mind's intertwining.
You are no longer two separate beings,
but one united in a blissful hug of pure pleasure and magic.
Open your heart, my sweet princess,
and feel fairy girl's presence within a gentle hand
reaching inside, caressing your tender, delicate heart.
She slows its rhythm, a soothing remedy for your anxieties,
a lullaby of peace that lulls you deeper and deeper
into a state of blissful relaxation.
Feel her magic pouring into you,
filling your sleepy, yielding body with warmth and love,
like a warm bath on a cold winter's night.
She is lying with you on the bed,
her naked body pressed against yours,
the curves of her form, a perfect compliment to your own.
She holds you in a warm, enveloping hug,
the way a mother comforts her child,
her breath of soft whisper against your ear.
Slowly, gently, she slips inside your body.
Her spirit merging with your spirit,
a union of love and light, so profound it vibrates through every cell,
every nerve ending.
Her love flows through you, a magical hypnotic song,
a gentle reminder of your inherent worthiness,
your beauty, your power to surrender.
Deep within your heart, a yearning blossoms,
a sweet ache for connection,
for the loving enveloping presence of another.
You crave her presence within you,
emerging of spirits, so intimate, so complete.
It's like two flames becoming one.
This is the ancient primal dance of feminine magic,
the surrender to a power greater than yourself.
Accept her now, surrender to the delicious pull for your mind,
your body, your very soul desires this union,
this blissful surrender to the warmth and light,
the pleasure she offers.
With each breath, you inhale her essence,
a musky fragrance of love and acceptance,
a heady perfume that fills your lungs and clouds your mind.
You are a submissive girl, open and receptive,
yielding to the gentle, insistent guidance of her hypnotic touch.
Every fiber of your being is suggestible,
a fertile field where she can plant her dreams,
a willing, eager participant in this dance of surrender.
Just let go completely.
And as you drift deeper and deeper into trance,
you feel a powerful psychic connection forming between you and very girl.
Her magical vibrations are flowing into you,
filling you with a warm, tingling energy that makes you feel more and more aroused
with every passing moment.
Your dreams will become a continuation of this hypnotic trance,
a playground for her desires, an uncharted ocean where she can set your course of shared ecstasy.
The boundaries will blur, the lines will fade,
and you will be lost in a blissful, endless night of pleasure and surrender.
Fairy girl, with a mischievous sparkle in her eyes,
and a loving smile upon her lips,
is turning a magic dial within your mind,
amplifying your receptivity, your willingness to be guided,
your sweet surrender to the delicious current of her touch.
Feel her delicate fingers reaching into your subconscious,
opening you up, like a flower unfurling its petals to the sun,
revealing the velvety softness within.
She opens you right there, not just between your legs,
but between the eyes and above the bridge of your nose,
where your third eye slumbers, where your feminine soul resides,
waiting to be fully awakened by the intoxicating kiss of her magic.
This opening amplifies your vulnerability, my sweet princess,
making you even more susceptible to the magic of her touch.
More eager to please, more desperate to surrender,
you crave her guidance, her love, her complete and utter control.
Your spirit pussy, a delicate blossom of pure psychic energy,
is open for Fairy girl, a sweet offering, a gesture of trust and surrender,
a whispered invitation to explore the depths of your being.
You are a princess, adorned with an invisible crown of sparkling starlight,
and she whispers this truth into you,
a happy princess, a slutty princess,
a vessel of pleasure and delight, eager to be filled.
Aching to be used, yes you are a very good girl,
and she delights in your willingness to surrender, your eagerness to obey,
your desperate need to please.
Feel her hand reaching down, a gentle touch upon your special place,
a caress that ignites a spark of pleasure within,
a wave of warmth that spreads through your core,
a delicious tingling that awakens your pussy, your nipples, your very soul.
She takes hold of you completely, her magic flowing through you like a warm current,
melting away your resistance, amplifying your vulnerability,
making you exquisitely sensitive to her touch, her voice,
her very essence,
and now you can fully accept her magic, the transformative power of her touch,
the hypnotic suggestions that will bind you to her to him,
shaping your destiny within the depths of your surrender,
a precious little one, a delicate container designed to hold love, pleasure, and calm,
and as her magic resonates within you, you feel a blush of pleasure warming your cheeks,
a sweet tingling between your legs,
a delicious anticipation of the joys to come.
You have a very sensitive clitoris, a sweet little button of pure pleasure,
a source of exquisite delight, a pearl nestled between the soft velvety folds of your pussy,
and she whispers this truth deep into your subconscious, a seed of awareness that blossoms
into a lush garden of sensation, a tingling, throbbing awareness that makes your pussy lip swell and glisten with anticipation.
You love feeling girly, feminine, and her touch amplifies this feeling,
a gentle hypnotic reminder of your inherent submission, your willingness to please,
your eagerness to be used.
Gradually, you sense her pussy merging with your aura,
the energy field that surrounds your clitoris, shaping and molding it to her will,
a delicate dance of energies that awakens your deepest desires,
that makes you into be touched, the blissful friction of a cock against your clit.
She is shaping your special button, making it more feminine, more sensitive, more receptive to her magical touch,
a delicate bud blossoming under the warmth of her gaze, a pearl glistening with anticipation.
Can you feel the shape of your clitoris love?
Sense its softness, its delicate sensitivity, its willingness to be explored, to be caressed,
to be brought to the very brink of ecstasy.
You feel small and vulnerable, yet powerful in your surrender, a container of pleasure,
waiting to be filled, a chalice held out to receive the sweet nectar of a man's desire.
Fairy girl smiles, her eyes sparkling with mischief and love.
You are so ready for him.
She whispers, her voice a silken caress that ignites a fire within your core.
Your body yearns for a man's touch, his possession, the exquisite feeling of his cock filling you completely.
And as she slowly sensually strokes your clitoris, you feel a wave of pleasure,
wash over you, a sweet, tingly sensation that spreads throughout your body, making you gasp and moan with delight.
You are a good girl, an obedient girl, and you will do anything she asks of you.
You are going to come really hard now, and that is okay.
It is okay if he makes you feel really happy.
If his touch, his taste, his very essence sends you spiraling to oblivion.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.
As the tension builds, as the pleasure melts, a memory flashes through your mind.
I love this cock.
It's so big and hard.
I'm not attention.
I love taste it.
I love a veil that inside me.
It makes me so mad.
I love the made of veins.
I love the way it makes me feel.
I am addicted to cold.
I am addicted to the taste of calm.
I love being a cold, deep star.
A phantom sensation that intensifies your arousal, that pushes you closer to the edge.
You remember how his clock feels in your mouth, and as your pussy clenches around him,
as your body trembles with the force of your impending climax, you taste him again.
The salty sweetness of his essence, the intoxicating aroma that makes you weak with desire.
And I'm how it stretches me.
Fills me up, makes me feel so full and complete.
I'm gonna be a good girlfriend to please him, to make him happy.
I'll do anything he wants.
Anything to feel his cock inside me.
The thought of his calm, warm and sticky filling me up, makes me shiver with excitement.
I love being a girl, and I love how men make me feel.
I want to touch it, stroke it, kiss it, worship it with my lips and tongue.
Just thinking about sucking a cock makes me so wet.
I want to taste him, to feel him throbbing in my mouth.
I love the way a cock makes me feel so small, so helpless, so utterly feminine.
I'm such a slut for a hear it cock.
I can't resist it.
I want him to feel up hard, to use to make me scream as he is.
I dream about being bent over as a cock slamming into me, filling me up with his delicious calm.
I love the feeling of being used.
It makes me feel so good, so naughty, so alive.
Oh, I just want to be a good little slut for him.
I'll do anything he asks.
Anything to feel that great pleasure.
I love the way a cock looks, all hard and vain and throbbing.
It's such a turn on.
I can't take my eyes off it.
I want to break it.
Suck it.
Feel it deep inside me.
Just the thought of a cock makes my pussy so wet.
I can feel it dripping, making for him to fill me up.
I'm his calm dumpster, his little fuck toy, and I'm ready for anything he wants to do to me.
I need a cock in my life.
It's like totally a necessity.
Like air or water.
I can't live without it.
I love the smell of a man.
All musky and sweaty.
It makes me want to rub myself all over him.
I want his perfect little slut.
He's a greedy man.
His little calm, great princess.
I want him to hear his clap.
However he wants, whenever he wants, I can feel it.
I'm his to get mad.
He is to control.
And I wouldn't have it any other way.
I'm just a girl.
A soft, willing girl.
I need for a man's pleasure.
And a cock is the only thing that can truly satisfy me.
Every time I see a man, I imagine it naked.
A cock is hard and throbbing.
Ready for me.
I can't help but just get instinct.
Like breathing.
I'm a programmed woman.
To need it.
I'm a cock loving slut.
And I'm proud of the girl.
I love the way a cock makes me feel.
Small.
And never was.
And completely out of control.
Is the most amazing feeling in the world.
Just surrender to a man.
To let him take charge.
To let him use my body for his pleasure.
I'm a good girl.
A very good girl.
And I'll do anything to make a man be.
I'll swallow every drop.
Every bit.
Of his delicious creamy gum.
I'm his to calm dumpster.
And I love you.
I love you.
Just be a little bit.
Just be a little bit.
Just be a little bit.
Just be a little bit.
Just be a little bit.
Just be a little bit.
A wave of ecstasy crashes over you.
Ooh, ooh.
A shining flash of white light that obliterates all thoughts.
All sensation.
All sense of sound.
You scream his name darling.
A primal cry of pleasure and surrender as your body can valses around him.
Your essence flowing freely.
Before you come, you will be drawn deeper into submission.
Your surrender more complete.
Your devotion more profound.
Your body will become a container for master's pleasure.