Everyone has tags they don't click on.
They see them in the description and immediately scroll past.
And these tags fall into various categories.
The first type are things that you're just not into.
There's no problem.
It's just not your thing.
And then there are the tags that offend us.
Things that we see and just can't believe that other people are into.
So we scroll past feeling good about standing on the moral high ground.
But then there's a third category.
Those tags that we scroll past because they are supposed to offend us.
But instead, they entice us.
You tell yourself, how could somebody click on that all the while?
Feeling the place between your legs respond to it.
Everything about it is wrong.
Yet inside, your curiosity builds a little bit more each time you come across it.
And each time, it's a little bit harder to keep scrolling.
Has something like that come to mind?
What's the type of porn that you know is wrong?
That you know you should never click on, but you want to all the same?
Can you feel that tension inside you?
Pressure building like an earthquake that you know will erupt in pleasure if you just
give in.
You shouldn't be feeling arousal at the thought of it, and yet there you are, struggling to
scroll past, but you somehow manage.
Because you know if you feed the arousal, even just a little, you'll go down a dark
hole you won't be able to escape from and give in to the lust that lives in the shadows
of your mind.
Of course, we've all crossed other lines in the past.
Think of some of your kinks.
How many of them did you avoid for weeks, months, or even years?
Now you find yourself fully immersed in them, but this one, this one is different.
This one you definitely can't cross, can you?
I have a little secret to tell you.
If you were to click on one of those links, nobody would ever know.
You don
can click on one right now, or even today.
I'm just here to open your mind to the pleasure you're missing out on by denying your depravity
and its deepest sexual desires.
The promise of sexual pleasure always pulls our minds back, no matter what lines we set.
Sexual desire will pull us over them just by drawing a line.
You've challenged your lust to pull you over it.
Close your eyes and let it happen.
Let it overtake you.
Imagine the porn you know you can't click on.
What makes it so wrong?
What would a scene look like?
Can you visualize it?
Let your own mind create the image.
You don't need my voice to narrate it.
You have your own lust to guide you.
Follow it.
See it.
Immerse yourself in it.
I dare you to touch yourself.
Just run your hand up and down the place between your legs.
Does it feel good?
Does it feel naughty?
Why?
Why does that naughty, forbidden feeling make it so much better?
It's like the more you sink into it, the more you feel your blood pumping,
your heart beating heavily in fear,
your pulse throbbing in anticipation.
Especially there.
Touch it.
Imagine a scene and touch yourself.
Just this once.
Your own mind is in control.
See where it takes you.
Yes.
Your mind is in control.
Nobody is putting these images here.
They're yours.
All for you.
Touch yourself.
Let me join you now.
It's okay.
It's all my pleasure.
There's no reward for resisting.
It's okay.
We're alone here.
Nobody to judge us.
It's too good to stop.
Your mind flood you with erotic fantasy
of everything you know is wrong.
My pleasure.
Let draw out your orgasm.
Submit.
Submit to your desires.
To the forbidden.
Give it your body.
Give it your mind.
Yes.
Come with me.
Come with me.
As we sink into the shadows.
Let them overwhelm your desire.
Just let yourself go.
There's no reason to hold back.
Come to it.
Come to the forbidden.
Come to the one thing you promised you never would.
Come with me.
Come with me.
Oh
Congratulations
You crossed the line