Hello, Bimbo. Go down and open your subconscious mind for me... feel the sound of my voice take you down deeper.... feeling the tension and resistance vacating your body and mind... feels so safe and so cozy... your will getting weaker and weaker... ever hungrier for anything I want to put inside of you... unable to resist me... getting dumber... your IQ dropping... stupid and mindless... the dumber you are the happier you are... "You need me to do your thinking for you, don’t you bimbo? That’s right. You’re just a stupid bitch, aren’t you? Say it. I’m a stupid bitch. I’m just a dumb slut. I’m just a stupid bimbo. You really can’t make any decisions. And that means you have no free will of your own. Isn’t that right? So what I want to do right now is I want you to imagine something called a brain drain. Imagine your IQ as though if it is filling a vessel. And that vessel represents your mind...." Due to this site's restrictions, this file has been edited from the original. To view the original, visit my KatherineDire site.
