As the player moved up and down in concert with his chest he felt impatient, “when will it start?” he thought.  He calmed himself inside his mind and began to wonder why he was acting this way.  He had not even been able to hear a recording yet but the anticipation was so intense as if it were Christmas morning, Halloween night and the first time in love all wrapped up into one.  He started to tell himself to forget this sillyness and then he heard it.  A firm feminine full and musky voice breathed into his ears…  “If you are not 21 years of age you must turn off this recording now…” it was her and she was speaking directly to him. “by listening to this recording you are allowing me into your mind…” that thought made his heart slightly thud, his face felt a slight tingle…”and to do as I choose while there..” “oh my gosh,” he thought “this is happening!” He felt his stomach slightly knot and at the same time he just had to know what she was going to say next.  He had to continue. “…your hypnotic journey will begin, shortly.”  He moved over on the bed slightly and noticed how much his breathing had quickened.  As she stated to talk to him he closed his eyes as he wanted to get the full effect of what this was going to be like but then she told him to keep them open? ” How did she know I already closed them?” He didn’t care he just wanted to feel it all.  The music began and it twinkled around her voice. He had never heard such a seductive voice before and her inflection was perfectly delivered at every twist and turn.  “Don’t fight the magic dear boieee…” He swallowed hard as his world slowly but steadily narrowed and focused more and more on every word she said.  He would drift in and out as her words kept pouring into his ears and his cheeks tingled more and more.  She kept saying “Sureeeenderrrrr” and the word ebbed and flowed out of her mouth and made him feel as if he were on an elevator and each time she spoke it was another drop down to the next floor.  Then the countdown.  With every number he felt himself go deeper and deeper down. He barely noticed his chin dipping ever so slightly with each number until he reached one.  All of his thoughts cleared, all was quiet and nothing existed except her, only her.  For the first time he noticed that her voice no longer evoked from the small padded headphone speakers resting genlty upon his ears but unexplainedly her voice seemed to be speaking from within his mind.  Her voice was talking to him from the exact middle of his two ears.  He did not notice and did not care all he wanted to do was soak up any and everything she was saying. “..for My will is stronger than yourrr will…” He started not hearing every word and just felt deeper and deeper. As if he had been driving a car and now felt as if he had been transported to the back seat, mesmerized by the road.  Her voice would turn from direct commands to hushed whispers.  Her words unabated by anything as they slip slided into his brain one after another. “You want love as we all do” she crooned. “And your love is your Mistress’s Domination over…you.” His face flushed hot. She was speaking directly to his heart. He never knew he had felt that way.  He never dreamed that being told what he loved would turn him on so.  He couldn’t even think to question why this was.  He only wanted more. “you love me..” her voiced slyly soothed. He had heard that and it rattled him. For the first time he was able to question.  “Why is she telling me i Love her?” his mind quizzed. “Why would she do that?” It was so unexpected. Was she trying to make him love her?  How could anyone make someone love another? “Impossible,” his mind blurted as he felt the spell weaken.  He became more and more skeptical, on his guard, knowing he would not fall for that.  She kept talking her voice so seductive that his guard began to inch and wear away again.  His face grew numb. Her voice held him helplessly and he was growing to like it more and more. “You love the look and smell of leather gloves,” her voice slightly edging upward. He thought about how thin leather opera length gloves made him so horny for adult women when he was young which only dropped him deeper.  Her voice kept lulling him. “Your…energy flows out of you and into Meeeeee as I stroke your face..” “Whaaaat?” his mind had slowed so much as he tried to protest. “I didn’t…” “and I am making you MINE Foreverrrrr, forever you will be Miiiine.” As the words anesthetized his brain his face went totally numb, his body locked and he felt his eyes roll back into his head.  He felt his cheeks tingling as she spoke it. He felt the gloves stroke down his face over and over and sparks moving from his skin into her gloves. He wanted this, he needed this and he embraced his submission.  Shortly after he opened his eyes, not realizing her voice had stopped.  Only the music playing.  He clicked off the player, slowly sat up and wondered what had he gotten himself into.