Summary: This script builds on the concept of the black fluid, which was introduced earlier in "Do Not." It suggests uses a drop of water on your skin to help with the mental imagery required to continue, then the fluid is described and used to cover your body again. The fluid makes you do things, feel things, and you are turned into a "black fluid puppet" while touching yourself. The idea of needing to feed the fluid is revisited and expanded upon, and it is suggested that fantasizing about the black fluid enough will turn you into a full-fledged slave to it.

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I'm sure some of you recall the Black Fluid. If you do, or if you would like to discover it, read on.

We're going to do something a bit different - I'm going to give you an instruction.

Once you've followed this instruction, things are going to begin happening very quickly, not the least of which is that you'll rapidly lose the ability to think for yourself.

Consider it as though following this instruction allows my will to slip into your mind.

Once in your mind, my will is a very dangerous thing. It can cloud your thoughts, make your will seem less important - and that is precisely what is going to happen. You can almost feel it already, if you pause long enough.

But pausing is difficult: you want to know what the instruction is that will be so powerful.

The truth is, you want to follow it just to see what happens. Don't say I didn't warn you.

The instruction?

Take a moment and find a sink, and place a drop of water on the inside of each wrist and on the hollow just below your throat. Once you've done that, return and continue reading.

Good girl. Now I'd like you to focus on the feeling of that water - very cool, very light. It is a nice sensation.

Consider, though, that this water was contaminated. Not by anything harmful, but by something very interesting. Imagine that within each drop of water was a smaller drop of black fluid.

Imagine that this black fluid reacts to your warmth, and begins to grow rapidly on your skin.

Imagine the fluid encircling your wrists and throat.

You feel that, such a faint sensation...I told you my will was a dangerous thing.

Focus on the new sensation, and realize that this fluid spreads rather quickly. It is working down your arms and chest, flowing faster than water. It is cool to the touch, smooth, almost rubber-like. Where it covers your skin, you've become more sensitive. Don't take my word for it. Touch.

When you touch, the fluid begins to spread more rapidly, as if it is used to your skin now.

The truth is that it has figured out what it needs - it needs to cover your body.

That concept excites you, and you should realize that the fluid is not only covering your skin but taking control of your mind; you want what it wants.

Of course now, the fluid has covered your arms and torso, and is working its way down your waist and to your legs. It occurs to you, suddenly, that it would be easier to give in to this strange and wonderful black fluid if you were naked. Your clothes feel awkward, as if they don't belong.

Removing them will allow the fluid to spread faster, and you want that, don't you?

I thought you might. You've noticed by now the excitement this black fluid generates is a lot like intense arousal. Your breasts - already covered - are insanely sensitive to touch. Go on, rub them a bit.

When you do that, the fluid seems to pulse. It can feed on your arousal, grow stronger. That touch was enough for it to finish coating your legs...and now it wants you to touch your pussy.

Don't try to fight. The fluid can control your covered body. Once your fingers find your pussy and stroke, it will cover your head - allowing you only places to see and to breathe.

You are encased in the black fluid, and that means it controls you completely, body and mind.

As you can tell, can feel, this is a very special fluid. Close your eyes a moment, and it will thicken on your skin...becoming a rubber-like suit, so impossibly tight, clinging to every curve of your body.

Good girl. Now think and speak the phrase, "black fluid puppet."

Feel the fluid pulse, pleasure arcing through your body. It likes that phrase. You like that phrase.

Let it become a bit of a chant, "I am a black fluid puppet."

You are, really. It controls your body, can easily control your mind, and it has made you love it.

The fluid likes the phrase enough to return to your skin whenever you see or hear it, so it can encase you properly.

But the notion that the fluid will leave is a bit unpleasant. You want it to stay.

It wants to stay, so it will. Stroke your pussy again, feel it feeding on your arousal, your lust.

Feel a tendril of this rubber-like suit slide into your pussy, bit by bit, deeper than your fingers could ever go.

The tendril pulsates, and you chant. You chant, and the tendril thrusts. The fluid needs your orgasm, and you need to give that orgasm.

Feel another tendril slip onto your tongue - such a unique and pleasant taste - and let it make you suck gently. Let it pulsate just like the other, feel those pulses deep within your mind. You are a black fluid puppet.

Submit to the suit, to the black fluid. Let it bring you to orgasm, or to orgasms.

When it has finished with you for now, the fluid will sink into your skin and disappear.

But you know, inside, that it is not truly gone. It has absorbed into your body.

You'll fantasize about it, and your fantasies will feed it. You'll dream about it, and your dreams will let the fluid turn you from puppet into fully-willing-slave.

Once you reach that point, you'll find yourself informing me on this post, by commenting "I am a black fluid slave."

In the meantime, enjoy the orgasm. You've earned it, and the fluid is eager to feed on it.

Good puppet.

It's time to continue your enslavement.