Just allow yourself to get Into a comfortable position A place where you can simply rest And relax And focus on my words. And I’d like you to imagine In your mind That you are on a boat, on the open ocean You can feel the waves Rocking you gently Back and forth. As quickly or slowly as you would like To be comfortable You can feel the sea air blowing across your body Along your skin And through your hair, The salty scent of the water Sliding into your nose with every Deep Relaxing breath That you take. You can even hear the birds Cawing and calling as they fly above you. You can see your destination in front of you. A secluded, desert island. You can see the pristine beaches And the tall palm trees waving in the wind And you can hear the sounds of the waves Crashing along the beach And along the rocks, out in the surf. You feel yourself making your way Easily to the shore. And dropping the anchor on the beach You want to be able to get home, after all. Eventually. As you depart the boat, You can feel the water sand under your feet Your body sinking into the soft Yet supportive sand Cool and course between your toes Moist and clumpy as it sticks to your feet. Listening to the waves as you slowly make your way Further up the beach. The cool wet sand Slowly gives way to warm dry sand The clumpy texture fading away To a more powdery, more coarse feeling. You take a few moments to just enjoy, The feeling of the sand Shifting beneath your feet The warm sand giving way more easily And you feel your feet Sinking slowly Into the sand As it falls along the top of your feet And then kicks off in a small puff, As your take your next step And your next And your next… After a few moments you find a pathway Leading into the island interior And your turn follow it The warm light of the sun Slowly becomes hidden Behind the thick canopy of the trees The air feels cooler And is filled with the scents of the island The smell of tropical flowers The scent of the bark of the palm trees It’s all very, relaxing. But in the distance you can hear the sound Of flowing water Different from the ocean waves So you begin to follow it. You can hear the sounds of tropical birds Singing in the trees above you, The feeling of the sandy path Beneath your feet. Small pieces of discarded branches and bark Mixed in with the sand Creates a slightly more solid More stable footing for you. You follow the path through the trees And find a clearing, The source of the running watter appears to be a stream Sliding down a small rock formation Down into a natural spring, Lined with hibiscus bushes Loaded with blooming flowers The scent of the clean Clear water And the flowers fills the air. The breeze here is cooler And the sun is hidden behind the trees You stop for a moment to take in the sight As well as to take a little break, After all walking on sand is not the easiest of tasks Just let the scene around you form clearly in your mind The feeling of the wet, scented air against your skin, Sounds of the birds, And the trickle of the water fall The sight of the running water, the flowers, And the various colorful birds all around you Moving from tree to tree as they sing It’s perfectly calm, you could see yourself staying here For quite a while. But you decide that you wish to explore a little more But when you go to move you realize You can’t… Your feet are sinking, Sinking into the sand beneath you. It’s not a clearing at all… It’s quicksand. You were standing so long that you ddn’t notice Didn’t realize that you were sinking this whole time. The sand is already up to yoru calves And slowly rising along your body Or more specifically Your body is slowly sinking, Deeper and deeper Into the quicksand. You struggle to move your foot But find that it just doesn’t seem to move The more you struggle The more you fight The deeper you start to sink More and more deeply Down into the sand You try to lift up your foot It only makes the other foot sink deeper Sink more quickly The sand is up to yoru knees And starting to bubble Starting to release puffs of air Trapped beneath the sand The puffs seem to make your body sink more quickly More deeply But there is a scent, to the puffs of sand A very, soothing, Relaxing scent, It’s sweet, almost floral An das you inhale it You seem to find that your body Starts to feel more relaxed More calm You should be working Working to escape But yet you find yourself feeling, Peaceful And sliding down Into the sand. You start to notice A tingling, A shiver of pleasure Moving through your body As it sinks into the sand The sand is sliding along yoru skin But unlike the coarse rough sand on the beach This feels more smooth More soothing It feels liek a caress Like a lovers touch As it slides more deeply More easily along your body Along your skin Inch by inch As you sink into the sand. You consider calling out for help To get someone here to help pull you out. But then you remember Your all alone on this island That was why you choose this spot Choose this island. It’s completely, empty. Just you. And the sand. But then as your body sinks More deeply Your thoughts start to get foggy. And you start to relax Whether it’s the scent coming from the bubbling puffs of sand Around your body Or the warm Soothing feeling of the sand sliding along your skin As you sink more deeply More easily into the sand, Your just finding it hard to focus On anything but how good And calming this feels You notice the sand Gripping your boddy As it pulls you down Little by little Deeper and deeper down The sand sliding under yoru clothes so easily As if they weren’t even there And surrounding your body More and more as you sink Sink Sink Into the quicksand You can hear the water fall The calls of the birds And the trees rustling in the breeze It’s like this entire clearing is just Helping you slip Down Into relaxation But it’s so much more then that You realize, as your mind is fogging over It’s not just that this clearing is relaxing You realize this clearing, Is hypnotic. The deeper you sink The more you pay attention to the sounds around you The sensations The deeper you fall Into a hypnotic trance Your mind is just about to realize this Just about to make the connection But as it gets just to the point of doing so It seems to just Turn off. Your thoughts seem to just stop All at once As you slip into a deep Hypnotic sleep. And your body drifts Deeper and deeper Into the quicksand. And as you sleep Your struggles simply Fade away You know deep in your mind That you are safe. You can feel it All the way down in your soul This place is completely safe A place built, designed, Intended, To help you relax, and let go You feel your body sigh As you slip down further into the sand And start to feel another sensation Starting to build in your body A sensation of pleasure As the stand start to climb up along your pelvis A sensation of arousal Starting to build more and more deeply As you sink Into the sand As your mind sinks down Into a hypnotic sleep Your hands start to lower Touching the soft sand And drifting down Sinking Into the sand. Instantly immobile Unable to even close your hands As the soft sand surrounds your fingers And your palms And your hands An dstarts to pull you down Deeper And deeper now The deeper you sink The more relaxed you become The more your mind fogs over And the sleepier your body becomes All the while the more places the and touches Caresses The more your pleasure Your arousal builds The sand pulls you down Deeper And more quickly Sliding along yoru arms Along your torso and back Up to your elbows As it pulls you down More deeply More easily. You feel Completely safe like this now Completely helpless But safe As the sand rises Yoru body twitches just a bit As you notice just how Stuck You are, Any attempt to struggle Would be useless But the feeling of trying to move your body Causes the sand to slide along your skin Under your clothes Every inch of your And the makes the pleasure Flow through you Relaxing you even more deeply Even more completely down. In the very back of your mind You hear the birds calling out It’s as if they are taunting you Teasing you, Encouraging you to struggle Knowing that you can’t But also knowing that every twitch Every pull Makes you sink more deeply And make the pleasure build Again and again Along your body Deeper And deeper Then ever before. You feel the birds Watching you And feel a hint of embarrassment Flow through yoru body A flush in yoru cheeks A wave of heat in your chest On some level you know You probably shouldn’t be enjoying this The way that you are You shouldn’t be letting yourself Sink… Like this. But somehow that feeling The feeling of being watched by the birds The feeling of embarrassment Makes this all the more enjoyable It fuels the passion The desire The pleasure in your body As you sink deeper Down The sand climbing along yoru chest Along your back Sliding over your chest And sinking Up along your arms Along your shoulders Cascading down along your collar body And sinking Always down Safe and warm The sand pressing along yoru body Caressing and squeezing you All at once The scent of the flowers And the sand Relaxing you The sounds of the birds Teasing you And the waterfall Washing away your thoughts Deeply down A blissful hypnotic sleep. Sliding down As the sand reach your chin Only your head is above the sand Every inch of your body is being Stimulated And pleasured By the sand Helpless to move Helpless to resist Can’t think Can’t move Held… You find that the sand is shifting All around you Moving and caressing you As if it were… aware As if it had a goal A purpose in mind for you You find that you can feel it, wiggling And shifting around every part of your body Especally the more Sensitive places The sand is under your clothes And in contact with your skin Every, inch of your skin The more you feel it move And shift The more you fele the pressure Pushing in on you The more deeply the pleasure builds Your body instinctively starts to wiggle Starts to shift among the sand And that only makes the pleasure The sensations even more intense Even more deep And passionate. The sand is along every part of your body Every, single part of you Including those, special places Those places that only your deepest Most intimate lovers Know about, And maybe even a few, that they don’t Places that only you know Places that only you use for your own Pleasure. And maybe, if your feel comfortable with it You may even feel the sand Moving into parts of your body Finding the perfect way to stimulate you Deeply Completely Inside of you Themore you struggle The more intimate the sensation becomes Your mind is blank from the scent of the sand And the sounds of the water Yoru stimulated from the birds calling to you Teasing you, And your body is overflowing with sensations As the sand moves around you Slowly Deeply Completely The pleazsure is building More intensely More deeply You can’t help but feel yourself Wiggling And shifting You can’t help but simply Give in to the sensation You might be able to fight the urge The arousal If it were located on one spot If you were, awake If you were free But your helpless Your surrounded Your mind is deeply asleep now And your body is being stimulated Pleasured On every Single Inch Of your body There is nothing you can do to prevent it Nothing you can do to stop it You feel the sand Overwhelm you And feel a climax Wash through yoru body Like a tidal wave on a beach Washing over you Deeply And completely Nothing cna stop it You simply surrender to the pleasure Surrender to the sand Surrender to this special place Here Now Depely andeasily Just letting hta pleasure wash through you Again and again As you sink… More deeply. The pleasure in your body Makes your sink even more deeply Your eyes flutter closed And your body, joins your mind In a deep, restful sleep You feel yourself let out A long slow sigh As you sink under the sand You discover that you can still breathe Easily and deeply In fact the air In the sand Almost feels cleaner Clearer As if it’s been filtered, But the very sands that are pulling you dwon More and more deeply You find yourself Suspended As the sand flows over the top of your head You simply Hang there Surrounded by the sands Slowly shifting as you slide Gently Slowly Deeper And deeper Down Into the quicksand You feel like your floating Perfectly safe Surrounded Suspended And here you can sit For as long as you’d like Just resting Just feeling the pleasure of the sand The pressure The grip And the peace. You can be rescued, If you’d like. That in and of itself could be it’s own little fantasy Or you could find that th esands will slowly Drift away Leaving you safely back in the clearing On more stable ground Or you can simply stay here Suspended Peaceful And calm Until you wish to wake up. It’s all up to you. It is after all Your hypnotic experience.