Predator: Hunted in the woods of your mind - immersive soundscape fear play audio (Patreon)
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Imagine a woodland. A calm, serene place. A place you long to walk deeper into, where the trees stand like sentinels and you feel perfectly safe. A place to rest and relax with nothing to bother you. You settle down against a comfortable tree to soak in the peace.
But then you hear it... A sound in the woods that shouldn't be there. A disquieting sound that sends chills down your spine. You're supposed to be safe here, in this forest oasis of your mind's creation.
It's a sound your subconscious recognises, deep down.
The sound of a predator.
You listen, frozen in fear, as the noises get closer and closer. You know you're being hunted... But you body won't allow you to move. Not yet.
Until you glimpse a blur of the creature. And something in you snaps...
You start running, heart pounding in your ears, tearing through the forest with no thought to direction, only to escaping the thing that's chasing you. But it gets closer... and closer...
Until it grabs you. Pins you. Your whole body goes limp in response, hoping against hope that the creature whose breath and drool and teeth press against your neck will lose interest... But it doesn't.
It bites down hard on your dream-body, but instead of pain, pure ecstasy releases through you in response. You offer yourself to her jaws, as warm pleasure spills from you onto the forest floor and your essences mingle.
CN: Trance ends at the climax, no cool down or count up. So perhaps plan some aftercare for this one - a more relaxing piece of my content, a hot drink or a treat, for example. Themes of hunting, attacking, fear, a corruption of a safe space. ⚠️ Not recommended for those who actually have an imagined woodland as a safe space as part of their therapeutic/subject skills practices. Implied violence and blood, although framed as enjoyed and desired at the end. The predator is never described in detail, so open to interpretation (it's me isn't it ;P), though at the end I use "I" when referring to the predator. Suggestion to feel teeth against neck, to feel drool, to feel a bite. Suggestion to feel psychically shredded and merging with me, in an erotic and pleasurable way. Gender neutral as usual.