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You weren’t supposed to look…
A mysterious artist. A forbidden curtain. A secret that calls to you.
Step into a hypnotic teaser designed to relax your mind, draw you deeper into trance, and leave you craving what’s hidden behind the curtain.
Will you resist… or indulge your curiosity?

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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. 

But for now

Just allow yourself to get

Into a comfortable position

A place where you can just

Focus on my words

And just relax. 

Feeling your muscles loosening 

And letting go 

Starting at your head

Feeling the muscles in your forehead

Just relaxing

Just loosening

Drifting away 

And feeling the relaxation 

Moving down through your body 

Along your face

Along your neck 

Down across your shoulders

Just feel your shoulders loosen 

And drift away 

Soothing and calm 

It’s ok to relax

It’s ok to let go 

You were meant to let go  

Meant to simply 

Sink 

Sink 

Sink 

Deeper and deeper

Down into trance

Mean to feel your arms

And your chest

Loosening

And relaxing. 

All the muscles just letting go 

As you feel your back 

Sagging just a bit

As your relax

Even more deeply 

Feeling the muscles in your butt

And your thighs

Just drifting

And loosening. 

Feeling your legs letting completely 

As everything just

Fades away

Until the relaxation finally reaches down 

To your feet

And you feel the muscles in your feet

Loosening. 

Relaxing… 

Letting go 

It’s almost a tingling feeling

Like a numbness 

Or a tickle 

Is moving through your body 

As you relax. 

It’s completely ok to just

Let go. 

And let everything fade away. 

All the way down 

To the point where you realizer

Your Mind Is Gone  

And as you feel yourself

Sink into the void… 

The void that used to be

Your mind… 

The world around you 

Fades away 

Lost in the void as you just

Sink more deeply 

Into my words. 

And as you do 

A new world starts to form around you. 

You are helping to set up 

For an exhibit. 

There are so many different skills

Different things that you know how to do  

That they were practically 

Begging for you to show up

And help them to set up. 

It feels nice to be appreciated

Feels nice to have someone 

Acknowledge your skills

Or even just that you 

Bothered to show up. 

The work is easy

And easily something you can do. 

But as you are working. 

A woman approaches you. 

She is dressed professionally

In her mid 40’s 

Looking very… professional 

Very serious. 

But yet there is a kindness…

A soothing nature to her demeanor

To the way that she behaves. 

She is the artist… for which you are

Setting up the exhibit. 

She has a lot of notes to give you 

But seems to know exactly what she wants

Exactly what she needs. 

And unlike many others 

She is very generous in her gratitude

And her compliments about your work 

Seeming to truly appreciate

What it is 

That you are doing for her  

After she gives you her list of notes

She comments that she needs to get to work 

Fixing up the art pieces for display

As she goes to walk away she stops

Suddenly, like she had forgotten something…

And turns to look at you 

Staring into your eyes as she says

“Don’t look behind the curtain…” 

Her voice is stern… 

Almost commanding. 

“I like to work… in solitude…” 

She finishes, her tone softening at the very end

But still firm, still letting you know… 

That she is in charge here.

She gives you a soft smile and makes her way

To the back area….

She turns to look around before

Pulling the curtain closed… 

And at that moment… 

Your curiosity… 

Flares up intensely  

You realize that not only do you

Want to see what's behind the curtain

But now that she told you 

Not to look… 

You Have to see…

You need to see 

What is behind the curtain  

You look around to make sure

That no one else helping the setup 

Is watching. 

As you quickly 

Quietly 

Make your way towards the curtain. 

You can feel the excitement building  

Your pulse rising, 

And the rush of adrenaline

Not only does a mystery 

Get your blood pumping. 

But the act of doing something

Seeing something…

That you are not supposed to see…

And most importantly… 

Of knowing something… 

That you are not supposed to know.

It’s your one weakness  

The one you simply can’t resist. 

And it gives you such a thrill to indulge in it. 

You quietly make your way to the curtain

And metaphorically..

And literally 

Pull back the curtain 

On the artist's secret. 

At first you don’t really notice anything

Just a large room with wooden crates

Very large crates

Some packing material around the ground, 

But nothing really 

Of interest

Of course that just peeks your curiosity 

Even more  

And you slowly make your way 

Past the curtain… 

You feel a spike of adrenaline

As you cross that threshold

Not only are you looking at something

You weren’t meant too 

But you also are… 

Very much somewhere

You were told not to be. 

And that just makes this 

All the more exciting

You can’t help it… 

You have to know… 

You have to see what's inside the crates

You pick one that is close to you

One that you can sneak up next too. 

You look around the room

There is still no sign of the artist

No sign at all… 

With a devious smile… 

You know the one  

You pull some of the packing material 

Aside to reveal what's inside

But before you do…

You notice a shadow…

Move across the crate… 

And hear the artist clear her throat

In an annoyed tone. 

You sigh and resign yourself

To have been caught. 

After all, you’ve never been one 

To not admit that you made 

A mistake. 

So you turn to apologize. 

Only to see the woman standing

Staring at you with a confident smirk

But the moment you make

Eye contact with her. 

Her eyes flash yellow

And her hair turns to dozens of green snakes

All hissing and looking at you 

Their eyes are also glowing. 

“I wanted you darling…” 

She said with that same smile

“You weren’t supposed to look” 

You feel as if you want to 

Gasp in surprise  

But nothing comes out… 

In fact you realize… 

That you don’t even inhale… 

You simply stare

Directly into their glowing eyes

Your body isn’t moving… 

Not anymore  

You're just staring into her eyes. 

Your thoughts have all but blanked

Your aware of whats happening

But can’t so much as form

A response… or even a feeling 

To the situation. 

It’s like you’ve been placed on pause

Like your body and mind

Have simply been turned off

You stare into their eyes

As they smile

And start to move around you

Your eyes don’t track them however

You just stay staring

Where they were a moment ago…

You feel their hand 

Slide up along your back

Along your shoulder

And down your arm

Very gently 

“I wasn’t planning…”

They comment with a smile

“On adding you to my exhibit…

Not yet anyways…

But you had to go and snoop…

Just like I knew you would  ”

You can feel their hand 

Moving along your body  

Slowly tugging at your clothes 

Pulling a piece here

And piece there

All the while just staring off into space

Not moving

Not thinking. 

Your honestly not even sure if your breathing

Just… still… 

You can feel her moving your arms

And your legs

Adjusting your pose

Adjusting your body 

Mainly to pull a piece of clothing off here… 

Or another piece off there. 

But there is only so much that can be removed

From this position. 

And that's when you hear a click… 

Followed by the sounds

Of your clothes being cut

By a knife…

Tearing and stretching

You feel the pull on your clothes 

Rugging in the direction of the knife

Before simply

Loosening

And eventually 

Falling away. 

The feeling of the clothes

Sliding off of your skin 

Sends shivers up your body  

And little by little

Your skin is exposed

Inch by inch

The cool air of the room 

Sliding along your warm skin 

You're sure that you should have goose bumps…

But yet… your not really sure

If your body can react that way 

Not right now… anyways. 

After a while 

You feel yourself being tilted back…

Your entire body 

Just tilted like a statue

Down to the floor

Your pose doesn’t move

Your bare skin completely 

On display 

Part of you touching the cool 

Tile floor of the room 

But no shivers

Or reactions from the cold. 

You feel your shoes being pulled off

And then your socks… 

A finger sliding along your toes

Little…

By little.  

It’s soothing 

And relaxing. 

But all you see is the lights

On the ceiling

As you stare up 

Completely frozen… 

A few moments pass

And you feel yourself being lifted up 

To your feet

Hands around your waist

Picking you up off the floor

Your pose doesn’t move

Your body doesn’t so much as twitch 

All completely solid

Completely still. 

Helpless and unaware  

You find yourself being placed 

On a small pedestal

Not much wider than the width of your stance

And then 

For the first time in a while 

You see your capture move back in front of you

Looking you over with a smile 

Devious and confident. 

“Oh yes…” they say with a grin

“You will make a lovely addition” 

They look you in the eyes again

And their eyes start to glow.

Everything seems to fade away

Just the eyes staring

But there is something else

Something more than the gaze

It’s like an energy 

A will

Is being pushed into your mind

Through her eyes…

You feel your body starting to move

Slow and steady 

Shifting into a pose

Taking a stance

Something sexy

Something provocative

Something that shows off your not

Completely bare form 

Your body is moving 

All on its own. 

As if it were obeying instructions

That were not yours  

You see the eyes of the gorgon 

Get closer to you

Focusing more into your mind

And you feel emotions

Start to rise up

Sensuality 

Confidence

Seduction 

All of these emotions flow

Through your body 

As your mind feels them. 

You feel your expression changing

Shifting from a look of surprise

To a slight 

Almost teasing smile 

The kind of smile you would give

A lover… 

That you were trying to tempt

No thought go through your mind

Only emotions

Only ideas…

And their eyes change from glowing yellow

To glowing blue… 

The snakes all hiss at once

And your body hardens

Solid

Your mind is frozen 

Helpless

Stopped in its place

You feel your skin turning 

To smooth textures stone

Your skin tone 

And eye and hair color

All remain. 

But you become solid

Still 

Perfect just the way you are  

The only thought, 

The only emotion 

Is the feeling of being seductive

And confident

Everything else is simply

Frozen 

Your not sure how long you are there

Stuck in the room 

Mind blank 

Body on display 

At some point you feel yourself 

Being moved

Being wheeled out 

And placed in the exhibit. 

A light shining down up on you 

Shows off your features

Shows off your body 

In all of its detail 

Everything exposed

On display 

To be seen. 

And then the exhibit opens… 

Numerous people come in… 

Eyes looking over every inch of your body 

No one knowing that you are

Alive… 

Stuck in the spell of the gorgon’s gaze

But feeling their eyes

Moving along your body 

Along your most 

Intimate of places. 

Some people you may even know

Friends, and co workers…

Crushes, or lovers

Looking over your frozen form 

Never quite grasping that 

Who they are looking at

Is someone they know… 

But looking at you they are

In every detail 

Every inch… 

All on display… 

Blank and empty

Your mind is gone…

Your body is frozen 

Posed in a seductive

Teasing stance

Your body flooded with emotions

With pleasure

One by one 

The people view your form 

Your body 

Your most intimate of places

On display 

Posed like art

Enchanted by magic

Your body is firm 

And solid

Your mind is blanked

Only observing

Feeling their eyes

Sliding along your body 

Taking in every inch 

Every detail 

Completely exposed

But somehow

Unrecognized

Hidden 

No one knows it’s you

That gives you… 

Permission to enjoy. 

The pleasure being viewed

Being seen 

Being displayed

Builds inside of you 

The more people see you

The more they look at you 

The more they desire you 

Either out of lust

Or envy 

The more your pleasure builds

No where to go 

You are a frozen 

So it simply builds

Inside of you body 

Inside of your mind 

Flooding you 

Saturating you 

And sending you even deeper

Still and unthinking

Posed

And displayed

Like the perfect piece of art.

After a while… 

The exhibit does come to an end. 

The lights all fade

And you are left 

Blank… and unaware

You feel yourself being moved

Back into the special room 

The room that you

Weren’ t supposed to look into.

You notice a box being moved around you

Or are you being placed inside…

Getting ready to be stored. 

The gorgon moves to you

And smiles

Sliding their hand along your body 

Seductively 

Deeply 

And comments that

“You were always meant.. 

For the next exhibit… 

I can’t release you… until then”

You notice their eyes flash one more time

And what awareness you have

Fades to nothing. 

The world goes black

Packing material fills the box you are in 

And it is closed up 

Ready to ship you where you were meant to go. 

And now… you are free to 

Imagine yourself in the crate…

Or on display at the next exhibit…

Whatever you would like. 

But when you are ready 

Ready to return to the real world

You simply need to take a deep 

Slow breathe

And count from 1

Up to 5

And allow yourself to awake. 

Refreshed and ready to move

Until then.. 

You may simply.. 

Enjoy….