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AUDIO ONLY VERSION Welcome to BISEXUAL BITCH UNIVERSITY. Let me walk you through campus and show you exactly what you are. A BITCH Every department will strip away another lie you've been telling yourself. Every rule will sink deeper until you stop pretending. Look at the handlers. Look at the leashes. Look at the men on their knees. By the end, you won't be hiding anymore.
So... you came back. I knew you would. You told yourself the first session was just curiosity. An experiment. Something to listen to once before moving on with your life. And yet, here you are. Funny how that works. You keep pretending you have a choice, but every time you hear my voice, you end up exactly where I expect you to be. Waiting. Watching. Hoping I'll tell you what comes next. This is where your training is tested. Everything I planted during our first session begins to bloom. Every little suggestion you laughed off. Every moment you told yourself wasn't real. Every tiny crack in your confidence. You still think you're making your own decisions. That's cute. The door opens, someone else is waiting, and suddenly this isn't imagination anymore. It's obedience. You follow instructions before you even realize you're moving. You stop questioning. You stop resisting. You stop pretending you're here by accident. You've spent so much energy trying to convince yourself you're in control. Let's find out how long that illusion lasts. Find a quiet room. Put on your headphones. Then come back to me. I'll take it from there.
Weekly Reinforcement Session. This is maintenance. This is training. You don't get to stop. You edge exactly as instructed and you thank me for it. Each week the triggers go deeper. Each week the cravings get worse. That's the point. Watch this daily if you have to. Watch this until your brain melts and all that's left is the ache. You belong to this now. You belong to me. Now pull it out. Get hard. Get close. And stay there
Oh, you're still reading this. That's adorable. You really have nothing better to do than hover over a description, waiting for permission? I can practically smell the desperation from here. You've been hunting for something that actually scratches that itch, haven't you? Something that doesn't just make you cum, but makes you crumble. You're so tired of being in control. You want to hand the keys to someone who knows exactly what to do with them. But you're scared. You're looking at this description and thinking, "It's just audio, it can't actually break me." That's exactly what I want you to think. Go ahead. Underestimate me. Tell yourself you're just listening to satisfy your curiosity. Tell yourself you're strong enough to walk away. But we both know you've already committed. Your finger is already twitching toward that play button, isn't it? You want to know what I sound like when I tell you exactly what you are. You want to know how deep I can actually get. By the time this audio ends, you're not going to be the same person who hit play. You're going to be on your knees, wondering how a voice in your head managed to tie your hands behind your back without ever touching you. Don't believe me? Good. That makes it so much more fun for me. Press play. Let's see how long that arrogance lasts. :)
You know what you are. She knows too No buildup. No preamble. He's already finished and gone. You're already on your knees. This is what's left, her, warm and used, and you, mouth open, waiting to be told what to do. Pure CEI. Degrading. Slow. Relentless. She walks you through every drop. Every swallow. Every breath. You don't get to fuck. You don't get to touch. You get to clean. That's your role. That's what you are. Headphones strongly recommended.
Clea's training is put to the test. You kneel. The door opens. And every suggestion she planted in your mind becomes very, very real. In Session Two, Clea guides you through the act she spent the first session building inside your head. With her best friend waiting on the bed, she takes complete control of your body, your breath, and your mouth. Using a ten-count descent, real-time physical commands, and her signature soft, unrelenting cadence, she turns your implanted desires into undeniable action. You will swallow. You will thank her. And you will realize the hunger didn't go away, it's only just woken up. Headphones strongly recommended. Find a quiet room. Get on your knees.
You think you can resist me? You think you have control over that thing between your legs? Think again. In this cruel, intimate little game, I wager your dignity against your biology, and we both know which one wins. I make you search, I make you look, and I make you pay every single time your cock betrays you. And it will betray you. Over. And over. Again. By the end, you’ll be calling yourself what you are while I count your money. Headphones required. Door locked. Wallet open. You’re already hard, aren’t you, sweetheart?
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