Velvet Collar

 

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A quiet evening. A mysterious box. A velvet collar waiting to be worn. The moment it clasps shut, something shifts—waves of warmth, pulses of pleasure, and a gentle hum whispering in your mind. Resistance fades, thoughts dissolve, and all that’s left is the bliss of surrender. How deep will you sink? How far will you fall? Find out now… 

And if you crave an even longer, more intimate experience, the extended version is waiting for you on my Patreon. Velvet Collar - Patreon Version

Remember, all hypnosis is self hypnosis. You have all the power, I'm simply showing you how to use it. You can easily ignore any suggestion you do not like, and if you need to wake up at any time simply open your eyes and deal with whatever you need to deal with. If you wish to return to trance when you are done, simply take a deep breath, close your eyes, and allow yourself to relax back into trance. 

If you feel that you would like to have any hypnotic suggestions removed, you can view the deprogramming video here: Complete Deprogramming 

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This file is going to go on for quite a while
Should you need to wake up at any time
For any reason 
Simply take a deep breath
And count from 1
Up to three
And allow yourself to awaken. 
And if you are interested, or would simply like to support my work, there is a longer… more in depth version of this trance Available on my patreon page, 
Link is in the description. 
But for now
Just allow yourself to get
Into a comfortable position
And let your body simply 
Relax 
And drift away into my words
Feel your muscles
Starting to loosen 
And go limp 
Feel yourself drifting
More deeply 
More easily 
Back into whatever you may be
Sitting or laying on now
And as you do 
Just let your breathing become
Slow and steady 
Gentle 
Soothing 
Relaxing 
Letting everything simply start
To fade away 
And let yourself 
Start to drift
Start to slip 
Start to simply 
Sink 
Sink 
Sink 
Deeper and deeper
All the way down 
Feeling the trance
Feeling the power of hypnosis 
Flowing over your body
Feeling yourself shiver
And tingle
As you simply 
Let go 
As you simply let
Everything fade away 
And slip down 
Into a nice
Deep 
Hypnotic sleep 
Everything fading away 
And in it’s place a new world starts to form
Your sitting at home
It’s a quiet evening
All by yourself
Nothing much to do 
Just sit and relaxed
And then, out of the quiet
You hear a knock at the door.
Soft. Subtle. Unexpected
You weren’t expecting anyone…
But something inside you stirs.
A quiet curiosity…
A gentle pull…
You rise.
Your body moves on its own.
Drawn to the door…
As if something is waiting for you.
The handle turns so easily…
The door drifts open…
And there it is.
A box.
Small. Simple.
Resting on your doorstep.
Your fingers brush against it…
And a tingle dances up your arm.
A soft shiver…
Lke a whisper against your skin.
You bring it inside.
You set it down.
Your breath is slow… deep…
Your heart beats just a little faster.
Lifting the lid…
Peeling it away…
And there it is.
Soft. Smooth.
Dark velvet and gleaming silver.
Waiting.
Your fingers reach for it…
Before you even think.
Before you even decide.
The moment you touch it…
A shiver spills through you.
Cool at first… then warm…
A soft pulse of energy
Sinking deep inside.
It feels so good…
So right…
So perfect.
You can already tell…
It belongs around your neck.
you belong in it.
And all you have to do…
Is put it on.
Your fingers lift the collar…
So soft… so smooth…
The velvet warm against your skin.
The moment it touches your neck…
A tingle spreads through you.
Cool at first… then warmer…
Sinking deeper… flowing further.
Your fingers move without thought…
Fastening it into place.
And the moment it clicks shut…
A wave rushes through you.
A pulse of energy…
Sweeping through every nerve…
Tingling… spreading…
Washing away resistance.
Your breath catches…
Your eyelids flutter…
The room tilts slightly…
As a soft, pleasant dizziness takes hold.
Light… floaty…
Like you’re drifting…
Like your thoughts are slipping…
Like something inside you is unlocking.
You turn… slowly…
Moving without thinking.
Drawn to the mirror…
Needing to see…
And as your eyes meet your reflection…
The collar shifts.
Adjusting… molding…
Fitting perfectly.
Like it was made for you.
Like it belongs to you…
Like you belong in it.
Then…
A sound.
Low… gentle…
A soft hum in your mind.
Subtle at first… just a whisper…
Then deeper… warmer…
A resonance inside your thoughts.
You can feel it…
Soothing… guiding…
A presence… a rhythm…
Something sinking into you.
So easy to listen…
So easy to follow…
So easy to let go…
Just relax…
And listen…
Listen…
But then you realize…
You shouldn’t…
You can’t…
This wasn’t supposed to happen…
Your fingers tremble…
Moving to the clasp…
Trying to undo it…
Trying to resist…
But the moment you touch it…
A wave rushes through you…
Warm… deep… intoxicating…
A soft, electric pulse sinking deeper…
Weaving through every nerve…
Your body shivers…
Your thoughts blur…
And for a moment…
You just breathe.
But still your mind… wants to resist…
You have to take it off…
You think to yourself…
You try again…
But as soon as your fingers brush the collar…
Another wave crashes over you…
Stronger… deeper… heavier.
Your legs tremble…
Your breath shudders…
Your head feels so light…
Your body so weak…
You try to stand tall…
Try to fight it…
Try to resist…
But the more you struggle…
The more the collar rewards you.
More tingles…
More waves of warmth…
More pleasure…
Melting through your body…
Softening every muscle…
Dissolving every thought…
Filling you with something else…
Something sweet… something heavy…
Something inevitable.
Your knees buckle…
Your vision swims…
Your body sinking…
Until you collapse.
Kneeling…
Breathing…
Drifting…
Fingertips trembling…
Thoughts slipping…
Resistance fading…
And suddenly…
You can’t even think about removing it anymore.
Why would you?
Why should you?
The collar is exactly where it belongs.
And so are you.
Kneeling…
Still…
Empty…
No thoughts…
No will…
No resistance…
Just submission.
Just silence.
Just obedience.
Your body won’t move…
Not without permission…
Not without guidance.
Your mind won’t think…
Not on its own…
not anymore…
You are simply here.
Helpless.
Weak.
Waiting.
And it feels… perfect.
Drifting…
Sinking…
Melting deeper…
Every breath…
Every moment…
Pulling you further down…
The collar hums…
Soft… steady… constant…
A rhythm inside your mind…
A pulse of control…
And each time it hums…
A fresh wave flows through you…
Softening… weakening…
Taking more… giving more…
Submission.
It keeps rolling through you…
Like the tide…
Like a never-ending current…
Washing away thoughts…
Washing away resistance…
Leaving only this.
Only obedience.
Only helplessness.
You should be able to think…
You should be able to move…
But you can’t.
You don’t want to.
Your body is too weak…
Your mind is too soft…
Your will is too far away…
Every time you try to reach for it…
The collar gives you something better…
Something warmer…
Something heavier…
More tingles…
More pleasure…
More blank, helpless bliss…
So much easier…
To just stay still…
To just let go…
to just feel…
Each second like this…
Sinking… blank… obedient…
It only deepens.
The thoughts you had before?
Gone.
The strength you had before?
Gone.
The will you had before?
Gone.
Until there’s nothing left…
but submission.
Rolling through you…
Washing over you…
Holding you down…
Forever.
And then…
they walk in.
You’ve always felt drawn to them…
A quiet pull…
A deep desire…
An attraction you could never ignore.
They don’t say anything at first…
Just the presence of them…
Their gaze lingering on you.
And when they tilt their head slightly…
It’s as if they can see everything.
Everything you are.
They take a step closer…
And in that moment, you know…
You’re theirs.
Their voice is soft, commanding…
Yet smooth, like velvet.
“You’ll be the perfect pet,” they say…
“The perfect slave.”
And the moment they say it…
A rush of pleasure floods through you.
They see it.
They see you.
How perfect you are…
How ready you are to submit.
How deeply you want this.
The recognition fills you…
Like a light being turned on inside…
Every inch of you buzzes with joy.
To have it acknowledged…
To have them claim you…
It feels so good.
So right.
And in that moment, all the resistance…
All the hesitation…
Fades away completely.
You are exactly what they said.
And it feels so perfect.
to be theirs.
The perfect pet.
The perfect slave.
And you are ready…
To obey.
you are free…
Free to stay here.
Free to stay in this moment…
In this fantasy.
You can stay as long as you want…
Stay in the softness.
Stay in the pleasure.
Stay in the obedience.
You can follow their orders…
Let them guide you.
Let them own you…
For as long as you desire.
But when you’re ready to wake up…
When you’re ready to leave this world…
You can simply count…
From 1…
To 3…
And awaken.
But until then…
You can stay here.
Stay in this bliss.
Stay in this surrender.
Simply obey.
Simply relax.
For as long as you like.