![]() It wasn’t a real orgasm, but a pretend one, a hallucination of an orgasm, a memory of what an orgasm feels like. “Now … release!” she said, and I arched my back, moaning. 'Just Mocha' version, where's it's just me with no substantial editing. Binaural version w/o layers, if having voices swimming in your mind isn't your thing. Emily said the feeling was getting bigger and bigger and I flexed my thigh muscles and curled my toes the way I do when I climax. Full file including vocal layers and 5 binaural beats with 1 isochronic tone track for a deep mindfuck. It was how I’ve heard people characterize body memories, or phantom-limb syndrome. I understood that she was describing an orgasm, and I started to feel it. And the more I rub, the more you feel it building.” I arched my back, exhaling. It feels like the best feeling you’ve ever experienced. “Now,” Emily said, taking my palm in hers, “as I rub your palm, feel a ball of energy building. “You might wake up and say, I am not sure I wanted to do that.” One the Hypno-club members I’d spoken to bragged about turning women into cows, getting them to “moo” on all fours-his tone hinting they should have felt embarrassed later. “If someone tells you to do something you don’t want to, you will just open your eyes and say, ‘You asshole.’” Even so, she admitted there are gray areas. It is about imagination and stretching the limits of what the mind can do, she added. “No one will do anything they absolutely don’t want to do while under hypnosis,” she insisted. I’d asked her about the dangers they mentioned in class.
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