The subject is an experienced hypnotherapist, who came across My Surrender Loop mp3 on youtube…. and became Enticed by My seductive whispers.
Surrender: Mindless mp3 …followed by Surrender: Amnesia mp3 …and…. I have a new found toy to drop in and out of trance.
Followed by delicious amnesia suggestions that made him…forget….. remember when I instructed his subconscious mind…. then forget….
I think you get the picture…. such an obedient and submissive toy…who aches for more of My exquisite control.
Longing to feel lady Surrender seduce your mind and body?
you know what to do…..
Email Lady Surrender and begin your Entrapment…
My Phone Session with Lady SurrenderLady Surrender and I had chatted previously, so she knew quite a bit about me, my peculiarities,my fetishes, and what I was seeking.I was excited before we started – not apprehensive exactly, but keyed up, not knowing what to expect. I was feeling floaty, not-quite-all-there, ungrounded, which I recognized as thebeginnings of an altered state (I am an experienced hypnotist myself), even though the call had not began.To tell the truth, I remember almost nothing about the session itself. There is a vague memory of words, a torrent of words, confusing words, from Lady Surrender, which I finally gave up paying attention to. And then almost nothing, for an indeterminate amount of time. There was a mossy staircase leading down to a beautiful garden, and somewhere an elevator taking me down, down, and down. And my “hypnosis room,” deep inside of me, but I was also within it, kneeling beside Lady Surrender, a collar blissfully around my neck. All floaty and vague, like remnants of a dream that you can’t recall. Oh, and a black curtain of forgetfulness, at the very end, as she was bringing me back up, into a blissfully aroused, but “awake” state.Except – I wasn’t really ”awake.” It seemed that way to me, but we would talk a bit and thensuddenly I would be deep in trance, without knowing how that happened. And back up and back down – I don’t know how many times.(I didn’t remember any of this, until Lady Surrender told me to recall it! And how did I know that was real? It made me doubt my own memory. But one thing was certain: Lady Surrender had absolute control over it – and over me.)We talked for what seemed a long time, about books and authors we like, and other things. I felt lucid, but from time to time felt myself deep in hypnotic trance, feeling the collar around my neck, and then back up, collar still there and feeling very good about that.Before we left, Lady Surrender typed a phrase in the chat box, about amnesia and not wanting to remember, enhancing the effects of the session. Reading it, I was immediately back in trance though there was no suggestion to that effect.
Sooo delicious! Thank you, Lady Surrender – I want to do it again.D.P.