u/GoddessValeria123

One that starts off so normal. Chatty. Good vibes. Talking about all the mundane things. And then slowly it devolves into teasing, the kind that makes you a little nervous. Where you think, "Oh... she's a little different." But you stay because you like it. The conversation.

Conversation that seems to press all the right buttons. Before you know it you're sweating, body hot, fidgeting, wondering how you got there but still not wanting to leave. Only wanting more.

More and more and more, because you're greedy and now the pull to stay feels like a need, a compulsion instead of just a want. You wanted to be taken apart, slowly, inconspicuously until there was no choice left but to look at the mess you've become.

So you look. And then you worship for privilege of the sight. With your words, your actions, your wallet. You know you're caught.

Ever certain that there's no other place you'd rather be.

I'll start (TL;DR at bottom):

I went grocery shopping by myself to Giant. Not my usual M.O. It's almost always me and my husband or him doing it himself, but this time I felt like doing it.

I get there and I'm looking through the aisles, picking up all the things I originally came for when I see Jarritos (Mexican sodas) and I'm ecstatic. They're cheap too, much more so than from the restaurants we typically get them from. There's multiple flavors on the shelf but I grab 2 Strawberry, a Lime, and Pineapple. Proceed to continue shopping, check out and get back on the road.

During the drive home I get hit with this random wave. I don't know what to call it...not nausea, not dissociation, not paranoia, just something seems very off in my head and body. I'm behind the wheel though so I focus, I shake it off, it takes a couple minutes but I'm good now. I get home and immediately put the groceries away then head upstairs. I tell my husband about my victory, he's just as excited as I was. I then hop on my computer to game. Hour or so later he asks if I want a Jarritos since he's getting one for himself. Obvious answer: fuck yes.

He's gone and comes back a minute later holding 2 glass bottles, confusion on his face. "What flavor did you say you got again?" I'm looking at him look at the bottles like, you're literally holding them, what do you mean? "Strawberry". He places one of them on my desk and on it the flavor reads Fruit Punch.

For a moment I'm speechless, my head is reeling. "What the fuck?....WHAT THE FUCK???" He's like you probably just picked the wrong one by accident.

I didn't.

1. I have DISTINCT memory of picking up the bottles, looking at them say STRAWBERRY, the visceral excitement, and then putting them in my cart. And more importantly 2...

WE BOTH FUCKING HATE FRUIT PUNCH.

I'm not careless. Extremely detail oriented. I know what I picked up, what I read, what I bought. I explained it all to him including the weird head-spin on the way back. To this day I don't think he believes me, but I know my truth.

What's your glitch in the matrix story?

TL;DR: Went grocery shopping by myself. Bought Strawberry flavor of Jarritos Mexican sodas. Got a weird full body/head disorienting feeling on drive home; shrugs off. Put groceries away and husband later goes to get said sodas, sodas are now fruit punch flavor. WE BOTH HATE FRUIT PUNCH.

Hello hellooo~

Back again with a Findom banger.

Let me say it again, if Findom isn't your thing, you don't have to listen. Cool.

For those who are into it, join me on this journey where we fuck your wallet together and make you even more obsessed with your Goddess~

Intentions:

• >!Create a link between arousal and spoiling GoddessValeria123!<
• >!Instill a trigger that wallet = worship!<
• >!Bring the listener to eventual orgasm through visualization, tease, and participation!<
• >!Create a need to obey, please, and worship GoddessValeria123!<
• >!Sink listener into a light trance for participation and suggestion!<
• >!Overstimulate the listener after orgasm is reached!<

Degradation:

• >!Slut!<
• >!Toy!<
• >!Poor thing!<

Whispers:

• >!You are owned by GoddessValeria!<
• >!You love spoiling GoddessValeria!<
• >!You have still the power of choice and can choose to release any and all triggers/installs!<

Well... here we go~

Wallet = Worship [18:32]

P.S....I got a new mic. Can you tell~? 🤭

As always, let me know what you think~

I just wanted to write an appreciation post for my Goddess, GoddessValeria123.

After meeting a few weeks ago, she has completely transformed my life for the better. As someone who has never really been active in this space, l approached GoddessValeria, complimenting her incredible voice and dominance in one of her outstanding hypnosis audios (highly recommend).
She could have just said thank you and gone about her day, but she started to ask more questions and wanted to talk to me. I wasn't originally trying to become Hers, or even be apart of this space, but the more we talked, the more I realized my life has been missing a powerful dominant Woman, who wants what's best for me. We began to talk frequently and build such a strong and special relationship over the past weeks. She is such a good listener and loves to get inside my head. She has opened me up so much, and I trust her more than anybody else. She is truly genuine, kind, and knows how to keep you talking😏

As someone who never thought they'd be into Findom, she has really challenged my mind on actually doing it. I would've never believed you if you told me i'd pay someone for their time, attention, and care, but She somehow did just that. She NEVER pressured me once about it, and I still just want to give her what she deserves. She has made me to helplessly happy, and I could not imagine going back to the mundane life that I lived before.
Just wanted to share my experience with such a wonderful person and the best Goddess a sub could ask for.

I am utterly owned, addicted, and fully obey my Goddess Valeria🫠

Right across the face.

"Say thank you."

You whimper before opening your mouth to speak.

CRACK

Another slap. Same placement.

Your face burns, the skin beginning to bubble into the shape of my handprint. You lift your head, eyes watering until the tears can't help but spill. The salt making the sting even more unbearable.

And even more delicious.

"I didn't say whimper. I said say 'Thank you.'"

You do. "Thank you," small and broken and desperate. You gaze up at me from your knees and what you see makes you dizzy. Makes you fidget. Not much. You're bound. Hands behind your back with rope that scraps and digs into your skin. Knees forced apart by command and a metal bar that clasps around your ankles. Your cock jumps and leaks onto the cold floor beneath you at the sight.

Me. Eyes glassy and piercing. With a smile that can only be called predatory.

I loom over you, presence suffocating... Intoxicating. Then slowly... I sink before you, closer and closer seemingly millimeters at a time. So slow the descent itself feels like torture. I don't sink all the way, but enough to where my face sits just inches above yours. My voice comes low and resolute but...teasing. Knowing the tsunami of emotions, thoughts, and wants crashing upon such a still shore. You, sitting there like a statue. You almost moan, but you manage to hold it.

"Thank you... what?" My words wrap around your mind just as my fingers envelope your throat, squeezing, not too much...just right.

"Thank you, Goddess."

I answer with a purr that makes you tremble.

"Open." I command.

You do. Because you're such a good little toy, you don't even hesitate. So I reward you.

A long, thin, glistening string descends from my tongue towards you. And I dangle it over you, like a carrot. Like the water you've been seeking after a drought. And now... now you can't hold it.

You sit there, tongue out, panting, whimpering, moaning, leaking, reaching, reaching, reaching...

Until I suck it back in. For a split second, your heart feels like it's breaking. But that does last long. With the flick of my wrist, my hand grips your chin, cranking your head to the side.

Ptuh!

Right there, smack dab in the center of my hand shaped welt on your face.

You explode. Cumming right there on the floor, writhing and shaking. The room doesn't feel solid anymore and everything gets drowned out by the sound of your own undoing.

When your breath returns, when the stars disappear, when the sound returns to fill your ears, you hear it again. That purr. That devastating, delightful rumble that lets you know you've pleased me. Your cock would be hard all over again if you hadn't left everything on the floor already.

My fingers slide through the mess on your face, rubbing it in.

"Good boy."

This must be what heaven feels like, you muse. You're reeling. So lost in it you barely notice the rectangle in my other hand.

Ding. Ding. Ding. Ding. Ding.

That sound snaps you to attention. You know that sound. And even after emptying the chambers of every last drop, you feel your dick jump with each chime. Weak. But still so wanting.

Now...the restraints loosen, the fog disperses, the words flow. And through it all there's one thing you already know... because we've been here before.

You're not allowed to look at your phone until I leave.

You itch to. The urge wiggles in the back of your mind, but stay good. For your Goddess.

Soon... you're alone again. Hand wrapped tight around that bright screen as you lay in the dark under your fresh soft, cozy blankets. You open your bank app, and you see it...

-$200

-$200

-$200

-$200

-$200

Your body tenses, your breath catches, and the world goes quiet.

"FUCK..." You breathe. You pull off the blankets and sigh.

"I just washed these..."

Right across the face.

"Say thank you."

You whimper before opening your mouth to speak.

CRACK

Another slap. Same placement.

Your face burns, the skin beginning to bubble into the shape of my handprint. You lift your head, eyes watering until the tears can't help but spill. The salt making the sting even more unbearable.

And even more delicious.

"I didn't say whimper. I said say 'Thank you.'"

You do. "Thank you," small and broken and desperate. You gaze up at me from your knees and what you see makes you dizzy. Makes you fidget. Not much. You're bound. Hands behind your back with rope that scraps and digs into your skin. Knees forced apart by command and a metal bar that clasps around your ankles. Your cock jumps and leaks onto the cold floor beneath you at the sight.

Me. Eyes glassy and piercing. With a smile that can only be called predatory.

I loom over you, presence suffocating... Intoxicating. Then slowly... I sink before you, closer and closer seemingly millimeters at a time. So slow the descent itself feels like torture. I don't sink all the way, but enough to where my face sits just inches above yours. My voice comes low and resolute but...teasing. Knowing the tsunami of emotions, thoughts, and wants crashing upon such a still shore. You, sitting there like a statue. You almost moan, but you manage to hold it.

"Thank you... what?" My words wrap around your mind just as my fingers envelope your throat, squeezing, not too much...just right.

"Thank you, Goddess."

I answer with a purr that makes you tremble.

"Open." I command.

You do. Because you're such a good little toy, you don't even hesitate. So I reward you.

A long, thin, glistening string descends from my tongue towards you. And I dangle it over you, like a carrot. Like the water you've been seeking after a drought. And now... now you can't hold it.

You sit there, tongue out, panting, whimpering, moaning, leaking, reaching, reaching, reaching...

Until I suck it back in. For a split second, your heart feels like it's breaking. But that does last long. With the flick of my wrist, my hand grips your chin, cranking your head to the side.

Ptuh!

Right there, smack dab in the center of my hand shaped welt on your face.

You explode. Cumming right there on the floor, writhing and shaking. The room doesn't feel solid anymore and everything gets drowned out by the sound of your own undoing.

When your breath returns, when the stars disappear, when the sound returns to fill your ears, you hear it again. That purr. That devastating, delightful rumble that lets you know you've pleased me. Your cock would be hard all over again if you hadn't left everything on the floor already.

My fingers slide through the mess on your face, rubbing it in.

"Good boy."

This must be what heaven feels like, you muse. You're reeling. So lost in it you barely notice the rectangle in my other hand.

Ding. Ding. Ding. Ding. Ding.

That sound snaps you to attention. You know that sound. And even after emptying the chambers of every last drop, you feel your dick jump with each chime. Weak. But still so wanting.

Now...the restraints loosen, the fog disperses, the words flow. And through it all there's one thing you already know... because we've been here before.

You're not allowed to look at your phone until I leave.

You itch to. The urge wiggles in the back of your mind, but stay good. For your Goddess.

Soon... you're alone again. Hand wrapped tight around that bright screen as you lay in the dark under your fresh soft, cozy blankets. You open your bank app, and you see it...

-$200

-$200

-$200

-$200

-$200

Your body tenses, your breath catches, and the world goes quiet.

"FUCK..." You breathe. You pull off the blankets and sigh.

"I just washed these..."

Then you should probably keep moving. My words will slice to your core and make a neat little home for me to live in. If you're worth it that is...

What does "worth it" mean?

Come find out if you're brave enough.

~♥

Hi yall,

Let the first thing I say about this audio be that it is heavy.

This file is for those wanting to sit in their own secrets, darkness, shame, and fear. Those wanting to confront the parts of themselves that they must typically hide, the parts that feel worthless or like too much. Those who want to indulge in the feelings of shame around them, be torn into, and yet feel safe in the destruction of their secrets.

This file is not for everyone. And I urge you, if you are not ready to look at the parts of you that feel rotten and like they deserve to be stepped on, do not listen. Your mental well being is worth more than indulging your curiosity.

Maybe it's not as heavy as I make it seem, but I'd rather state it as something that may dismantle you than risk you going in unaware.

This audio is intended to:

• >!create a space where the listener can confront the dark secrets and dirty aspects they hold!<
• >!create a container to reflect upon these pieces of the listener safely!<
• >!allow the listener to embrace their desires, pleasure, darkness, facades!<
• >!link the secrets, desires, darkness that brings them pleasure and shame with safety!<
• >!allow the listener to indulge in their shame through intentional degradation and psychological dismantling!<
• >!be a safe place to explore these deep spaces with me, GoddessValeria123, specifically!<

Intended triggers:

• >!Sink!<
• >!Deeper!<
• >!Float!<

Degradation:

• >!Coward!<
• >!Pathetic!<
• >!Worthless!<
• >!Waste of space!<
• >!Piece of Shit!<

Intentions of the whispers:

• >!Embrace the darkness as a friend, as part of the whole of oneself!<
• >!Safety in the darkness and with me GoddessValeria123!<
• >!Secrets, shame, fear does not have to cost or own you!<

With all that out of the way, if you're willing to sink into the void...

Deep in Darkness [30:00]

~♥

Hi yall,

Let the first thing I say about this audio be that it is heavy.

This file is for those wanting to sit in their own secrets, darkness, shame, and fear. Those wanting to confront the parts of themselves that they must typically hide, the parts that feel worthless or like too much. Those who want to indulge in the feelings of shame around them, be torn into, and yet feel safe in the destruction of their secrets.

This file is not for everyone. And I urge you, if you are not ready to look at the parts of you that feel rotten and like they deserve to be stepped on, do not listen. Your mental well being is worth more than indulging your curiosity.

Maybe it's not as heavy as I make it seem, but I'd rather state it as something that may dismantle you than risk you going in unaware.

This audio is intended to:

• >!create a space where the listener can confront the dark secrets and dirty aspects they hold!<
• >!create a container to reflect upon these pieces of the listener safely!<
• >!allow the listener to embrace their desires, pleasure, darkness, facades!<
• >!link the secrets, desires, darkness that brings them pleasure and shame with safety!<
• >!allow the listener to indulge in their shame through intentional degradation and psychological dismantling!<
• >!be a safe place to explore these deep spaces with me, GoddessValeria123, specifically!<

Intended triggers:

• >!Sink!<
• >!Deeper!<
• >!Float!<

Degradation:

• >!Coward!<
• >!Pathetic!<
• >!Worthless!<
• >!Waste of space!<
• >!Piece of Shit!<

Intentions of the whispers:

• >!Embrace the darkness as a friend, as part of the whole of oneself!<
• >!Safety in the darkness and with me GoddessValeria123!<
• >!Secrets, shame, fear does not have to cost or own you!<

With all that out of the way, if you're willing to sink into the void...

Deep in Darkness [30:00]

~♥

Words are taken for granted by most, I think.

The power of them.

The ability within them to cause change, healing, destruction, to form realities.

Words form language. The basis for which communication, connection, and clarity are gained. They are the vehicle for our thoughts, bricks for the glue in our relationships, they reflect the truth and the lies that show within our actions. They can build us up and they can destroy us before a hand or weapon is even raised.

Words hold so much.

And when you pay attention, really pay attention, they reveal things the speaker never even meant to disclose.

Motives, intentions, weaknesses, strengths, wants, desires; they all live in language, spoken and written.

Most people don't pay attention.

But I do.

I see the gaps between the words you use and the thoughts that formed them. The cracks that let the light of your desires slip through. The mismatch, or alignment, between what you say and what you do. You never intend to let me see, but that light bleeds through the seams and is blinding nonetheless.

In all the ways you try to hide... in lies, in shadow, in performance, in neat little packages and masks you curate just so to keep you safe, keep distance, control the story... words will always give you away.

And it is that very thing, words, that will always break you open in the end.

Sometimes words will land on you and reveal something you didn't consciously realize you held. Sometimes that landing will feel like a balm, and others will feel like a searing hot knife slicing you to the deepest core of yourself.

Some people aren't ready to feel either. They would rather continue to hide. To perform. To curate their worlds and lives and connections around an image that they control, whether it is centered around truth or not.

And that's ok. It's not my job to dictate when you're ready to handle and face yourself.

Unless you come to me.

If you choose to come to me...you do so with the knowing that you may get destroyed.

I will not stifle your light with you.

I will not join in your performance.

I am a mirror, and I will show you exactly who you are. I will reflect your depth, your light, even your darkness back to you. And if that is something you can not handle...

Do not seek me out.

I may destroy you...

But know, in that destruction, something beautiful can be built from the ashes. Like a phoenix rising from death, a new story, new chapter, new world can begin.

But that's only if you're ready for it.

Are you?

Hiiii~

Back again, and this time with my most recent file... for this one I wanted to take a different approach.

For those of you who have an exhibitionist streak, this one is for you. That's right. This one comes with a few stipulations for listening. Well...more recommendations than anything I guess, but...you feel me.

My recommendations for listening:

• Headphones

• Be in public

• Sitting is highly preferred (for related audio instruction)

• Try to stay quiet 🤫

This track is intended to:

>!Arouse the listener in public!<

>!Instill attachment, obedience, and a want to worship me, GoddessValeria123!<

>!Edge the listener!<

>!Create physical bodily sensations that are pleasurable!<

>!Open the listener into a waking trance to absorb my suggestions and create body-mind connection!<

>!Create a feeling of secrecy and exclusivity between the listener and me, GoddessValeria123!<

Now have fun you filthy animals~

Goddess Valeria's Training in Public [13:47]

Remember to come back and tell me how you enjoyed it! Feedback helps me, and you 🤭

And as always, thanks for listening!

~♡

Hi hi~!

This is my 3rd and currently longest file I've made at 44 glorious minutes long. 🤭

This track is for those who want an experience that feels like a conversation which leaves them wondering, wanting, and whimpering. One where the silence is just as important as the words. The conversational nature coupled with the shifting intonation of my voice, repetition, and subtle breaks in silence are meant to continuously submerge the listener into the experience of the body and by extension me.

You're not participating alone, I'm right there with you.

Until specific instructions, let your body do whatever it wants, make whatever noise rises in you, trance is not broken simply by movement. This is for you to enjoy, not stifle your body's reactions and sensations.

Intentions:

>!Open listener into trance for pleasure and arousal with me, GoddessValeria123, specifically!<

>!Create a connection between the pleasure of hypnosis/trance and my words!<

>!Create a need to go deeper and feel more!<

>!Instill a feeling of worship for me, my words, my presence!<

>!Arouse the listener until the point of (*hopefully*\~) eventual orgasm!<

Degradation:

>!Whore!<

>!Slut!<

>!Toy!<

>!Puppet!<

Intended Triggers:

>!Under!<

>!Deeper!<

>!Further!<

I do so hope you enjoy this track, if you do, let me know! If you don't, let me know that too! I'm always looking to improve!

Slow Burn Hypno JOI [44:00]

Thank you for listening!

Hi~! Back again. 😋

This is my second hypno file I ever made, and seeing as the main reason I created this account was Findom, this one is a heavy findom/finsub training focused hypnotic track.

This one is rhythmic to deepen trance and hold focus while allowing your body to join and really absorb the suggestions. If while in trance your body feels like it wants to move, shake, grind, twitch, etc... LET IT. Do not deny any feeling that surfaces, just notice, feel it, and keep sinking deeper into it. Let your awareness carry you.

I understand the perception and reputation that Findom has, and if that's not your thing that is absolutely ok! This one is meant for those who enjoy or are open and curious to it.

If that is not you, do not listen. If you are not interested in findom or want to be opened to the idea of participating in findom, this is not the track for you.

I know I created this so it's easy to say, but I truly believe this is a powerful track. And for those who are aligned, it's perfect. But if you are not and choose to listen anyway, the sudden itch or curiosity towards it may not be pleasant for you. This is my forewarning.

This is intended to create attachment to me and pleasing me, with time, attention, money, and other ways you may naturally desire show your devotion and worship.

Without further ado~

Obey, Spoil, Worship - Finsub Training for the Goddess [20:32]

~♡

Hello All~

I'm so very happy to be here! I know u/Thrashcountant gave me a lovely introduction already, but if you missed that then allow me to introduce myself.

I'm Goddess Valeria. I've recently started making audios and hypno tracks within the last two weeks or so and have really been enjoying doing so! My methods when creating tracks tend to be very intuitive. I rarely have a script and if I do, it's very loose, as I prefer to have my raw energy pour into my work.

I've been an avid enjoyer of meditation, binaural beats, subliminals, and affirmations for a long time now and incorporate that into my files. Alongside that, I like to bring my artistic, dance, and intellectual prowess into the mix by focusing on word play, tonality, and rhythm. All of this is used to wiggle myself deeply into your subconscious, and like Thrash noted, make it my own personal dance floor.

If all of that sounds like something that tickles your fancy then I truly hope you join me on my journey into the depths of hypno and eroticism. I'm oh so glad to have you here.

Now...for what you're here for:

You Belong to the Goddess [6:26]

More to come so stay tuned and happy listening 🤭

~♥