Shower Script

A nice script I wrote a little while ago. Some relaxation, mild submitting, and an orgasm. Also might make your future showers a bit more interesting.

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I want you to imagine yourself, getting ready to shower. Standing in your bathroom, admiring your naked form in the mirror. Running your hands along your smooth curves, Those curves you know I enjoy so very much. Looking at your soft, pale skin, just touching and rubbing. And suddenly, you feel me behind you, wrapping my tan arms around you, pulling you back into me. You sigh, and relax, meting into me as I hold you close, my lips kissing and sucking at your ear, and then whispering "Let's get in the shower", the hot breath across your ear distracting you from just what the words said. But you move, and obey, just like the good girl you are, stepping into the shower, as I follow, and close the curtain behind us.

And the water starts, and you turn on the shower head. And the hot water pours out, hitting you in the back. And it's very, very hot, just how you like it, so hot and relaxing. You can feel your muscles just release, letting go of tension and worry and concern, as they relax under the torrent of hot water. The hot, relaxing water starting in the center of your back, and running down, round those curves, down your legs, relaxing and releasing tension as it goes. And you may not have realized just how relaxing it is, but you can feel it deep in your legs, can you not? That hot, powerful water just rolling down you, stripping away the tension and the worry of the day. You focus and shift, moving your shoulders under the water, surprised at just how much effort it took to move, just how lazy you are becoming. And the hot water rolls over your shoulders, down your arms, loosening and relaxing muscles as it goes, so warm and powerful, seeming to pass through your skin, right into the muscles, and relax them so completely. Your whole body just so warm and relaxed and wonderful, as the hot, relaxing water pours over and through your skin.

And you feel my big strong hands begin to rub along your body, directing and spreading that hot water, seeming to move it to just the right points, to the places of tension that are left. Rubbing and massaging, leaving behind such wonderful, perfect relaxation.

And my hands slide up to your chin, lifting it, tilting your hair back into the stream of the hot, relaxing water feeling it hit your scalp. And you may feel a rush of warmth, of relaxation, of deep emptiness as the hot water seems to penetrate all the way to your mind. You close your eyes and relax, as the water penetrates your scalp, warming and relaxing your very mind, running down your neck. You feel a tugging at your hair, and it tales you a moment to realize it's my hands, running through, spreading out the hot, relaxing water. You barely notice my body pressed against you, as my hands work, slow and steadily through your hair, tugging and pulling, fingers fanned out, working the hot, relaxing water into each and every strand. My big, massive hands, rubbing and massaging your scalp, seaming to reach through and rub directly on your mind, so lovely and irresistible.

And my fingers pull slowly out of your hair, and you feel my lips brush your ear, hot breath on your skin as I begin to speak "And now, it's time for the shampoo. A nice, special one I got for you my good girl. It cleans everything away, dirt, sweat, thoughts, will, your mind. Just everything picked up and carried away by the suds. Doesn't it smell wonderful?" And you inhale, and smell it, powerful, fragrant, lovely, relaxing. Your mind swims just from the smell, your thoughts becoming harder and harder to get a hold of. And then, my hands begin to rub the shampoo in, and you lose them entirely. My big, strong hands rubbing the suds into your scalp, washing away the thoughts, and the will and your mind. The scent filling your head, as your thoughts just slip away, and you become so very empty, even as my hands continue to rub your hair, to work more and more of the shampoo into your hair and scalp, to just clean away everything. The hot water and shampoo just carrying away your thoughts, your will, your awareness, your mind, and you are enjoying it. Loving it. My body pressed against yours, my hands working through your hair, you stand there and allow yourself to go so very blank and empty. Because you want to. Because you're enjoying this. And your mind is so very clouded by the scent, so empty from the shampoo, so relaxed from the hot water that you don't even want to argue. Just go blank, and empty.

And the shampoo is washed out of your hair, the suds and your thoughts and will and mind washed down the drain, gone forever. And you feel my hot breath on your ear again as my hands pull out of your hair.
"And this conditioner, well, it's special too. For making your hair so very soft and silky and attractive, and for conditioning you to be the best slave you can be. It's for conditioning your mind and hair, and you can't wait for it, can you my Good Girl? Doesn't it sound and smell so wonderful?". And again you inhale, and breathe in the deep, powerful scent, and your knees grow weak. The only thing that keeps you from falling to your knees is my body pressed against yours, holding you up. And you so badly want to submit, to give in, to offer everything you are, everything you have to me.

And my big hands begin to rub conditioner in your hair, as you wait, eager and willing, waiting for instructions, for training, for any way that you can show your submission, your complete obedience and eager need for my approval. And finally, you hear me whisper in your ear "Repeat after me, feeling every statement become more and more true every time you say it". And you feel my hands working that conditioner in, deeper and deeper, soaking into your mind, making you even needier, eager, more and more willing.

"The hot water relaxes me so deep. I love the shower" I whisper, and you repeat so easily and effortlessly, feeling just how true and powerful those words are.
"The shower cleans my mind. I love to submit to the shower" I whisper, and you repeat without thought, just letting the words I tell you become your thoughts, bouncing around your head, heavy and powerful with the truth inherent in them
"Submitting feels so good. I love to be conditioned" I whisper, and your mouth repeats on your own, the words joining the chorus in your head, so true, so powerful
"The conditioning is irresistible. The water is irresistible" I whisper, and you repeat, my big, powerful hands rubbing the conditioner in your hair, rubbing the words directly into your empty mind my words becoming your thoughts, so true, so powerful

And I begin to whisper again "Now, you may not have known, but heat has a very powerful effect on hypnotic phrases like those. It makes them strong, irresistible, a nice, permanent part of you. And so, when we finish this shower, and we rise this conditioner from your hair, and that hot water hits your scalp, well, those words are going to be in your mind for a long, long time, now won't they?"

And my hands pull out of your hair, leaving the conditioner there, letting it soak in while you remain so mindless and empty, just repeating over and over and over.

And you feel my hot breath on your ear again, whispering "And, of course this is special soap as well. Designed to get you all hot and bothered, wet and needy. Just the smell of it is enough to drive you crazy with need, but to feel my big hands rubbing it into your skin? Well, I imagine you'll be in quite the state when I finish, now won't you?" And the smell reaches your nose, and despite the empty head you gasp. It's a raw, primal smell, sweat, and need, and aching, and you begin to breather harder without even realizing it. And then, you feel my big, strong hands begin rubbing your shoulders, and your skin begins to burn with desire as the soap runs across them, cleaning your skin and laying bare the powerful need building inside of yourself. The litany in your head continues, repeating, conditioning, tinged with the arousal and need, giving those phrases a certain excitement for you, making you enjoy them even more now. And my hands move down your arms, rubbing and washing, the arousal in your building and building, your need apparent already.

And my arms slide around you, the soap touching your back, even as I press into your naked body. And the warmth from my skin, from the hot, relaxing water pooling between our bodies sending sparks of pleasure and need and arousal and animalistic desire throughout your entire body. My big hands, rubbing the soap into your back, my touch sending waves of pleasure and need and desire. My hands work their way down to your ass, rubbing and squeezing, rubbing in the soap, leaving your skin burning and needy and yearning to be touched. And you feel me slide down, and begin to rub your legs, washing them, the suds and the smell driving you wild, needier and needier, and you aren't for sure now if the water running down your legs is from your pussy or from the shower. And you feel the touch of my tongue, licking and touching at your pussy as I rub your legs, teasing and driving you more and more wild. And then I lift up, my hands rubbing the soap around your thighs, up your stomach, and reaching your tits. And I pay special attention to them, rubbing and soaping and squeezing, the skin so hot and burning with need and desire, your whole body writhing and needy even as you keep repeating the phrases, even as the conditioner keeps doing it's work, all the arousal making the words hotter and hotter as you need and yearn. And then, my lips are by your ear, whispering again.

"Oh, I missed a spot"

And suddenly, both of my hands are stroking your pussy, rubbing the outer lips, rubbing that soap all into the skin, so hot and needy. And you moan and you squirm, and if you could think you would beg, but you don't even have the thoughts for that, do you now? And my fingers slip inside, and you push yourself down, filled with need and longing, needing release, needing my touch, needing my pleasure, your mind and body overwhelmed, decency and shame gone, reduced to a dripping wet, whimpering moaning mess, and yet still repeating your phrases, like the good girl you are. My big, strong fingers, rubbing and working that soap into you deeper and deeper, driving the need and desire and want hotter and hotter, and all you can do is repeat your phrases, louder and louder, needier and needier, your body consumed with desire, your mind burned off it's fire.

And suddenly, you hear me speak. One, single word, perhaps the sweetest word you have ever heard. "Cum" I say. And you do. You cum, your whole body convulsing and orgasming, every part of your body flooded with pleasure, turning all that need and desire and want into the purest, most powerful pleasure. You slump against me, and cum, as hard as you have ever cum in your life

And you lay against me, gasping for breath, panting, still repeating your phrases in your head, my hands on your shoulders. And I lean you back, and begin to rinse the conditioner out of your hair. And you faintly remember what I told you about hot water and conditioner, but after that orgasm, you're more than a little fuzzy. So you just keep repeating your phrases, and let my big, strong hands work all the conditioner out of your hair, leaving it so soft and silky and well trained. And they lead you out of the shower, still so empty and relaxed, mind still filled with my words, as I towel you off, and them speak again.

"Now, in a moment I am going to count from 1 to 10. When I reach the number 10, you will awaken, feeling alert, refreshed, aware and awake. Your mind will return, but the lessons you learned today will stick with you, irresistible, irremovable, and so very powerful. And you will be so very thankful, and eager to tell me all about this experience, now won't you my good girl?

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Hope you enjoyed ;)