Master's Dinner Party - A Spooky Halloween Erotic Hypno Fantasy

Hello my pets, I hope you're well. Today's file is a gender neutral request that I received: a Halloween-themed erotic hypnosis recording.

I should tell you that this file has to deal with the listener eating a slime-like substance and being controlled by it from within, it's definitely not for everyone.

If you think it's for you, you can read on for more details or dive right into it.

Have fun~
Love,
Master Jay

" I am an invited guest a dinner party. I arrive at a typical Halloween-ish mansion on a stormy night. There doesn't appear to be any guests. A voice convinces me I don't want to leave and I should walk around. It is dark, I reach for a light switch. There is dust and cobwebs and a grotesque, viscous slime-like substance coats the walls. Some of it got on my hand and despite it's unappetizing appearance, a voice called to me to eat it, but I wiped it off. As I continue to walk through the mansion I notice more of the slime. A voice keeps tempting me to eat it, telling me it's delicious, and it is pointless to resist but I'm repulsed by it's appearance. I can swear it is following me. It is apparent that no one lives here and there is clearly not a party. I don't believe anyone is here to object if I stay the night and it is late and stormy to go anywhere. I lay in bed and the voice tells me it is only looking out for me. It's been a long, strange night I must eat something before I go to sleep. The voice begs me to eat the slime, "just one taste, if you don't like it you can always spit it out." My eyes are getting heavy, as they are closing I notice slime oozing from the ceiling. It drips down on to the bed, getting closer to me with each drip. The voice tells me I am far too tired to worry about the slime and tells me to open wide. As the slime enters my mouth, it is more delicious than I thought. The voice encourages me to have some more. The voice laughs, revealing it was the slime the entire time. Now that you are inside me, I see how pleasurable you can be but the dripping from the ceiling has stopped and I crave more, I need more. You supply me with more slime, which I can't stop eating My thoughts and my actions are no longer my own. You tell me to relax and slow my breathing, in....and out. You are very lonely, no one is around to play with you and you would very much like a pet. You ask me to be your pet and to call you master. I agree "yes master." You ask if I'm enjoying myself, "yes, master." You ask if I want more slime. "Yes master."  The slime is removing stresses and burdens, burdens like thought. It replaces them with pleasure. The pleasure builds to arousal. Each taste of master leads to more pleasure and more arousal. All I can think about now is arousal. Master has made me so horny. "Does my pet want to touch themselves?" yes, master." You encourage me to play with myself and let me cum. "