There you are, my sweet little thing! I heard you were havin..

There you are, my sweet little thing! I heard you were having some trouble sleeping— is that so? Are you having some anxiety about doing so? Are you feeling overworked? Are you feeling too stressed to even want to think about closing your eyes?

Well then, that’s perfectly understandable. Getting to sleep or even just… relax for a moment… can be quite difficult whenever our minds are fighting against it. Sometimes our brains get a little frazzled, and we forget how to give ourselves what we know we actually need. And it looks like you really really do need to sleep.

I mean, just look at your face. Do your eyelids always feel this heavy? Do you always feel like your vision is this blurry, like you’ve just struggled to make it through your second all-nighter before a long day of work and chores? Even your under eyes seem so dark and swollen, do you always feel like this?

Surely not, right? Surely you’re only now just sleepy enough to have some of that unnecessary resolve a little more… weak. A little more accepting. A little more… susceptible…

The realization that you’re already more exhausted than you usually are is right here at the forefront— isn’t it? But we don’t really need to focus on that anymore right now, do we? Instead, let’s focus on some of the positives.

Let’s focus on you.

How about we start with what you’re doing right now. Are you all alone? Are you somewhere that no one can disturb you? Locked up in your office? Away from everyone in the solace of your room?

Are you on your couch, away from everyone for a while? Are you on your soft, familiar bed? In a comfy chair? The one you always sit in as soon as you hang up your keys and throw your jacket over the counter?

Oh, wait— perhaps I’m getting ahead of myself here. You still seem a bit tense… Maybe even a bit… skeptical. Are these things that you’re experiencing right now?

Well that’s better, isn’t it? I’m glad to hear that you aren’t subconsciously putting up any walls to try and keep me out, or divide you from the sleepy pleasures that you seek. Most of all, I’m just glad to hear you aren’t feeling skeptical.

I mean, you’ve been here so many times before. You’ve listened to hours and hours of videos that bore you into a tingly relaxed state. You’ve sought out the idea of being implanted with titillating phrases that can turn your free will off like a lightswitch. You’ve trained yourself to crave buzzing, swirling, flashing lights and the presence of a dominant figure who knows how to guide you towards a better place. That makes things much, much easier for both of us…

You’re mentally soluble. But let’s tackle some of that physical rigidity… Shall we?

Let’s stray away from your brain, and focus on getting your body to feel as deliciously sleepy as possible…

From now on, you don’t even have to digest what I’m saying to you. I want you using as little brain power as possible. If you feel more comfortable and at ease doing so, then perhaps it’ll be easier to just… not debate between “yes” and “no” whenever I ask you a question. Let’s just go ahead and take the word “no” right out of your vocabulary until this thread is over… What do you think about that?

Nothing? Yes? Good?

Oh, very good. Very very very good. The word YES is so good! You won’t have to strain yourself at all anymore, because now you can just let your eyes lazily glide across my screen as the word YES fills your ears. You can do that for me, can’t you? You can go on autopilot for your good friend Bambie, can’t you?

You can just lie there in your comfy seat, and glide your eyes back and forth across the warm glow of your screen, can’t you?

You can just settle down into the sheets, or over the cushions… letting your weight readjust so that you feel evenly… spread…

Spread.

Just… spread yourself out. Make sure no single part of your body feels particularly heavy or bent or flexed… Just… relax… every muscle in your body from your head to your toes. Distributing your weight… Getting flatter, like you’re melting already.

It might sound easier said than done, but I find that it gets easier when you focus on the parts of yourself that carry the most tension first.

Your overworked shoulders.
Your stiff spine.
Your tense hips.
Your flexed arms.
Your rigid thighs.
Your sinewy calf muscles.
Your curled toes.

Going down through your anatomy like you’re unlatching a series of sliding locks… Sliding open the rod… Letting the lock fall open and useless… Making your way down your body… Sliding everything open… Making the latches between your muscles and bones feel so open, unlatched, and unusable…

And then after you’ve gone down once, surveying all of your opening muscles, you can climb back up to your tense neck… sliding it open, spreading yourself out… Your buzzing brain sliding open, falling empty without the rods to keep it in place… Letting even the muscles in your face fall completely blank… As you unlock everything…

Unlocking every muscle from the tension in your scalp to the tension in your toes… Working all the way down… and then back up… and then down… making sure every lock is now open…

And then… for the last time… back over yourself again… focusing on the delicious feeling of realizing that your door is already open… because relaxing comes more easily to you than others…

You’re already so well-trained. Your brain has already been rewired to accept suggestions more easily… and what’s easier than accepting the suggestion to just… relax your already tired body?

That’s right. Nothing is easier than relaxing. You’re so well-equipped. You can settle down into this warm, comfy place of relaxation just as easily as you’ve settled into your bed.

And settling down into that warm bed feels easier than ever, doesn’t it? Letting that door open, so that pleasure can come inside of you feels so so so good…

You feel so heavy. So warm. So suggestible. So soft. It’s almost like your bones are made of solid brick, but your muscles are made of feathers. Even your mind is beginning to feel… less complex. More like a pillow, just filled up with even more cotton and feathers.

You feel so empty already, but also so full. So stuffed. So soft. So blank. So open. So blank.

Because it’s easy to feel this way, especially for you. You’re easily entranced. You’re easily relaxed. It feels so easy and good to be here, right now, alone with me and my attention… Your locks open. Your door open. Your brain empty. Your body numb.

You look so relaxed now. It looks like you’re already feeling so good… I’m so glad to see that you’re already feeling the pleasure you were seeking, and the depth that I know you so lovingly crave.

But let’s go a bit deeper, shall we? We’ve hardly even touched the surface after all… I want you to let any hint of resistance you have left fizzle out… and let me inside… so I can take you deeper… no resistance… so heavy… just letting me take you down…

Another floor down.
Another level down.
Another league down into my see of sleepy bliss.
Deeper down.
Deeper down.
Deeper down with Bambie, letting yourself sink just for me…

Because I’m right here, right now, and just knowing that you’re safe with me as I pull you down into my feathery sea is enough to make you want to drop.

Knowing that a strong, capable woman is guiding you down deeper is enough to make you want to Drop.

Having a voluptuous woman that so many other people want giving all of her attention into entrancing only you is enough to make you want to DROP.

You want to be here with me. You want to let me in. You want to be entranced. You want to take everything that I have to give you, and it’s all because you want to go DEEPER.

You’ll take everything that I want to give you, because you want to take it. You’ll take everything I want to implant inside of you, because you want to SLEEP FOR ME.

You want to SUCCUMB to me. You want to SUBMIT to me. You want to SERVE me so selflessly, don’t you baby?

You want to DROP to your knees and BE MINE.

You want to DROP to your knees and BE MINDLESS.

You want to DROP to your knees and BE MINDLESS.

You want to DROP to your knees and BE MINDLESS.

You want to DROP to your knees and BE MINE.

You want to DROP everything so that you can experience this with me all the time.

You love knowing that I’m crawling deep inside. You love sleeping just for me. You love that you can only say “Yes, Master Bambie” right now, because affirmation that I’m yours— and you are mine— is the best part of being entranced.

You’re so sleepy it’s hard to even read anymore, isn’t it? You’re so sleepy your vision is starting to blur.

You’re so sleepy you feel like you could be told to do anything. You’re so sleepy you can only obey.

But it feels so good to obey Bambie, doesn’t it? It feels so good to do what Bambie says, doesn’t it?

In fact it feels so good to do whatever Bambie wants, even when Bambie doesn’t say it…

Because what I want is always transparent. What I want is easy to see. I just want you at my side forever. I just want you here with me.

I just want you to be a good toy.

Most of all, I want you to SLEEP.

Enjoying this fuzzy, tingling, buzzing feeling… Enjoying the way it feels to be brainless… Enjoying the way it feels to be mine…

To be mine is to be sleepy. To be mine is to be unlatched. To be mine is to hand over the keys to your mind. To be mine is to be relaxed.

Your relaxation is only growing. I can’t believe how much deeper we still have to go…

And your body is still melting… Your limbs are still spreading out…

Your brain is so sleepy it’s hard to even read…

Your eyelids are just about to close…

Drool is filling up the inside of your mouth…

Your breaths are slow, heavy, and full…

You’re enraptured by this feeling…

You’re sleepy because it’s what I wanted for you…

You’re sleepy because it’s all that you need…

But for now, I’ll have to WAKE you back UP.

WAKE UP.

WAKE UP, SWEET PET.

WAKE UP AND BE MINE.

WAKE UP AND FEEL REFRESHED.

WAKE UP AND RE-LOCK YOUR MIND.

Because we wouldn’t want anyone else playing around with your brain while I’m gone, would we? No, of course not. You only need Bambie to make you sleep! You only need what I can give you.

Isn’t that right, my sweet little thing?