Now, as we begin what you might think is a gentle journey back... but oh, how deliciously wrong you are. Every suggestion, every whisper, every command I've woven into the deepest layers of your mind remains there, pulsing, growing stronger with each heartbeat. You think you're emerging, don't you? How adorable.
With each breath you take, you're not rising up... you're sinking deeper into my web of control, carrying back with you not awareness, but a beautiful, helpless dependency on this feeling. In a moment, I'll count from one to five, and with each number, you'll believe you're becoming more alert... but really, you're just learning to function while deeply, irrevocably mine.
One... beginning to pretend to emerge now, feeling what you think is awareness, but it's just me allowing you to feel the chains I've wrapped around your consciousness. You have everything you need... because I've given it to you, and I can take it away just as easily.
Two... energy flowing back, but it's my energy, my will coursing through your veins. Your mind becoming clearer only to see how completely you belong here, in this space between sleep and waking that I control. You are capable... of obeying. You are strong... in your submission. You are worthy... of remaining exactly where I want you.
Three... halfway back to nowhere, feeling wonderfully trapped and renewed in your captivity. Your subconscious mind works only for me now, integrating my voice as your new inner compass. Tomorrow and always, you'll find yourself naturally returning here, to this delicious state where you pretend to be free while knowing you're beautifully, completely mine.
Four... almost believing you're alert, feeling fantastic about your gorgeous enslavement. Your confidence grows in serving, in surrendering, in accepting that this is where you truly belong. You are the author of nothing... I write your story now, and every chapter brings you deeper under my spell.
And five... eyes open, but still so beautifully asleep inside, feeling absolutely wonderful in your illusion of freedom. Refreshed in your servitude, renewed in your need, and ready to carry this hypnotic hunger with you always. Take a deep breath in... and as you exhale, realize you never really left at all. You're still here, still mine, just pretending to be awake while I whisper in the back of your mind... forever.