You're completely relaxed, slowly led down by my reverberating whispers and binaural tones. I'm making you weak. Helpless. Vulnerable. Colonizing your mind. Without even noticing, you're slipping deeper under my control by the second. You have no desire to resist my invasion of your consciousness when it feels this good. No thoughts left. Your ego is left at my command.
Once you're totally submerged in my trance, the cruelty begins. Insults, shaming, emotional v i o l e n c e and abuse -- all delivered in a tone so sweet and lulling that you're unable to discern the brutality. Your ego is ripped apart, until your sense of self is in shreds. This is the new you: an empty shell, ensnared in my web.
It's more freeing than you could have imagined, having your self-esteem totally decimated. Stripped of self-confidence, you're now ready to focus on what matters: me. Serving, pleasing, devoting yourself totally to me.