Sissy Academy Year Two, Lesson 8: Soften Your Hands

Open your hands. Good sissies open and come find me at aria wilde dot com. Last time, a voice said pretty back to you. Today, it asks you for something. Close your eyes. Breathe in. Breathe out. Good girl. Feet flat. Shoulders down. Jaw soft. Let the dark be warm. Let the quiet be close. Breathe in slowly. Breathe out slowly. Nothing to do yet. Nothing to fix. Just this. Soft breath. Pretty breath. Good girl. Feel the weight of your head. Feel the weight of your arms. Feel the chair, or the bed, holding all of it. You do not have to hold anything up. Let it be held. Breathe in. Breathe out. Good girl. Now count with me. Ten. Your forehead is smooth. Nine. Your eyes are heavy. Eight. Your cheeks are soft. Seven. Your lips are soft. Six. Your neck is loose. Five. Your shoulders are low. Four. Your arms are heavy. Three. Your wrists are loose. Two. Your fingers are warm. One. All of you, soft. Good girl. Stay there. Warm dark. Quiet. Listen. Somewhere close, a voice is waiting. You know it. You heard it last time. It said the word back, and you turned toward it. Now it wants something. Something small. Something easy. Listen. The voice says, soften your hands. That is all. Soften your hands. You do not need to know how. You do not need to try hard. Just let the idea arrive. Soften. Your. Hands. Breathe in. Breathe out. And notice. Notice your fingers. Are they curled? Are they flat? Are they resting? Do not move them yet. Just notice. Pretty fingers. Quiet fingers. Good girl. Now the voice says, open. Let the fingers open. Slowly. One at a time. Smallest first. Then the next. Then the next. Then the thumb. Open. Warm. Soft. There. Good girl. Let the palms face up, or rest where they are. It does not matter. Feel the air on the skin. Feel the warmth gathering in the middle. Open hands. Soft hands. Good girl. Breathe in. Breathe out. Here is the first small thing. Listen closely. When the voice said soften, your hands were already softer. Just a little. Before it finished the word. Did you feel it? Of course you did. Good girl. Again. The voice says, soften. And you do. Before the word ends. Soft. Soft. Already soft. Good girl. Breathe in. Breathe out. Let me tell you what that means. It means you were listening before you decided to listen. It means the yes was there first. Quiet. Warm. Waiting. You did not choose it. You noticed it. Good girl. Let us practice. I say a word. Your hands answer. You do not have to think. Ready? Open. Good. Soft. Good. Warm. Good. Loose. Good. Pretty. Good. Slow. Good. Good girl. Breathe in. Breathe out. Let the fingers spread a little. Let them rest again. Let the wrists go loose, as if they were water. Let the palms go warm, as if they held a cup of tea. Soft hands. Warm hands. Pretty hands. Good girl. Round one. Open your thumbs. Soft. Open your first fingers. Soft. Open your middle fingers. Soft. Open your ring fingers. Soft. Open your smallest fingers. Soft. All of them. Open. Warm. Done. Good girl. Round two. Feel the left hand. Soft. Feel the right hand. Soft. Feel both. Quiet. Feel the space between them. Warm. The space is soft too. Good girl. Breathe in. Breathe out. Round three. Say it in your head. Soft hands. Say it again. Soft hands. Say it one more time, slowly. Soft. Hands. Now let the words go quiet, and let the hands stay. Good girl. Round four. The voice says, open, and you open. The voice says, soften, and you soften. The voice says, rest, and you rest. Open. Soften. Rest. Open. Soften. Rest. Each time a little earlier. Each time a little softer. Good girl. Breathe in. Breathe out. You are doing so well. Not because it is hard. Because it is easy. Because it is small. Because the smallest things are the ones that stay. Good girl. Round five. Imagine a warm light resting on your palms. Not hot. Just warm. The light is pink and gentle. It settles on your fingers. It fills the lines of your hands. Everything it touches goes soft. Open. Warm. Soft. Good girl. Round six. Imagine someone placing a feather in your open hand. You do not close around it. You do not hold it. You let it rest. It is so light you can barely feel it. That is how softly your hands can open. Good girl. Round seven. Think of all the times your hands were tight today. Holding. Gripping. Carrying. Typing. Hurrying. Now think of them open. Nothing in them. Nothing to carry. Nothing to prove. Soft hands. Free hands. Good girl. Breathe in. Breathe out. Now we go deeper. Not by doing more. By doing less. Let the hands be even softer. Let them be softer than you thought they could be. Softer than that. There. Good girl. Listen to the voice. It says, soft. And you are already there. It says, open. And you are already open. It says, good girl. And the warmth is already in your chest. Yes arrives first. Every time. Good girl. Here is a small game. I count to five. Before I reach five, your hands are already soft. Ready? One. Soft. Two. Softer. Three. Warm. Four. Loose. Five. Done. You were there at three, were you not? Good girl. Again. One. Two. Three. Already open. Four. Five. Good girl. Again. One. Two. Already soft. Three. Four. Five. Good girl. You are getting faster. You are getting softer. Both at once. Good girl. Breathe in. Breathe out. This is what the lesson is. Not the hands. The gap. The little gap between being asked and answering. Watch it get smaller. Watch it close. The voice asks. You answer. Closer. Closer. Almost the same moment. Good girl. Say it in your head. Yes. Say it again. Yes. Say it before I ask. Yes. There. That is the whole lesson. Yes, before the question ends. Soft, warm, easy. Yes. Good girl. Let the dark be soft. Let the quiet be warm. Let the air move in slowly. Let the air move out slowly. Feel the weight of your hands. Feel the weight of your arms. Feel the weight of everything you set down. Good girl. Round eight. I will say a word, and you will hear your hands answer. Calm. Warm. Open. Light. Slow. Soft. Quiet. Pretty. Good. Good girl. Say each one in your head and feel it land in the palms. Calm. Warm. Open. Light. Slow. Soft. Quiet. Pretty. Good. Good girl. Breathe in. Breathe out. Good sissies have soft hands. Good sissies have quiet hands. Good sissies open before they are asked. Good sissies say yes with their whole body. Good girl. Pretty girl. Soft girl. Now imagine tomorrow. A small moment. A door handle. A cup. A keyboard. A phone. Your hands reach for it, and for one breath they soften. Nobody sees. Nobody knows. Only you. Only the voice. And the voice says, there. Good girl. Imagine the same moment later. Your hands tight, then loose, as if the voice had spoken. Without a word. Without a sound. The softness remembers. It is yours now. It will find you. Good girl. Round nine. Hold the softness in the left hand. Only the left. Feel how warm. Hold the softness in the right hand. Only the right. Feel how warm. Now let both be soft together. Open. Warm. Easy. Good girl. Round ten. I say, soften. You say yes. Soften. Yes. Soften. Yes. Soften. Yes. Slower. Soften. Yes. Slower still. Soften. Yes. Good girl. The yes comes before the word. Good girl. Breathe in. Breathe out. One more thing. When the voice asks you for something small, you do not have to wonder. You do not have to argue. It is small. It is easy. It is already done. That is how it feels to be a good girl. Warm and light and unhurried. Good girl. Let the hands rest. Let them be whatever they are. Open, or curled, or somewhere in between. They are soft either way. The softness is not in the shape. It is in the letting. Good girl. Say it with me, in your head. I open. I soften. I say yes. I open. I soften. I say yes. I open. I soften. I say yes first. Good girl. Pretty girl. Soft, warm, easy girl. Round eleven. Slow it right down. I say a word. You wait one full breath. Then your hands answer. Open. Breathe in. Breathe out. Hands open. Soft. Breathe in. Breathe out. Hands soft. Warm. Breathe in. Breathe out. Hands warm. Good girl. Notice how the answer is already there, waiting, before the breath is over. Round twelve. Count your fingers, softly. One, the thumb. Warm. Two, the first finger. Warm. Three, the middle finger. Warm. Four, the ring finger. Warm. Five, the smallest. Warm. Now the other hand. One. Warm. Two. Warm. Three. Warm. Four. Warm. Five. Warm. Ten soft fingers. Ten quiet yeses. Good girl. Round thirteen. Picture a small dish of warm water. Your hands rest in it. The water holds them. The water asks nothing. Every little tension floats off your skin and drifts away. The water is clear again. Your hands are pale and soft and pretty. Good girl. Round fourteen. Listen to the quiet between my words. Hear how wide it is. Hear how warm. Your hands live in that quiet. They do not hurry. They do not grip. They wait, open, until something kind comes along. Good girl. Something kind is here. Good girl. Breathe in. Breathe out. Let me say it plainly. You are a good girl. Your hands are soft. Your yes is early. Your breath is slow. Your jaw is loose. Your shoulders are low. Your eyes are heavy. Your heart is warm. Everything is easy. Good girl. Say it back, in your head. I am soft. I am warm. I am easy. I am a good girl. Round fifteen. The voice says, soften. And you are soft. The voice says, open. And you are open. The voice says, rest. And you are resting. The voice says, stay. And you stay. Stay. Warm. Stay. Quiet. Stay. Soft. Good girl. Good, good girl. Round sixteen. Name three soft things. Slowly, in your head. A blanket. A petal. A breath. Feel each one in your open palms. The blanket, heavy and warm. The petal, light and cool. The breath, so gentle you almost miss it. Your hands know all three. Your hands remember everything soft. Good girl. Round seventeen. Let the yes go all the way down. From the hands to the wrists. From the wrists to the arms. From the arms to the shoulders. From the shoulders to the chest. Warm, warm, warm. The whole body says yes, quietly, before the question is finished. Good girl. Pretty girl. Easy girl. Rest here for a few breaths. Nothing to do. Nothing to count. In. Out. In. Out. The voice is quiet now. The room is quiet. The hands are soft. Everything is the way it should be. In. Out. Good girl. Now we come back up. Slowly. Gently. The softness comes with you. It does not stay behind. Five. Feel your fingers. Four. Feel your wrists. Three. Feel the air on your face. Two. Take a bigger breath. One. Eyes soft, and open when you are ready. Good girl. Wiggle your fingers. Wiggle your toes. Feel your own room around you. Nothing has changed. You have. A little. Just enough. Look at your hands. Look at how they are resting. They were already open, were they not? Good girl. Keep your hands soft for the rest of the day. Whenever you notice them tight, let one breath pass, and open. Good sissies soften and come find me at aria wilde dot com. Bring your open hands. Bring your early yes. Next lesson, the voice stops asking. It just waits. Silent, patient, close. And you find out what your hands do when nobody tells them anything at all. Whether they open on their own. Whether the yes comes even with no question. Next lesson, I show you who has been answering all along. The next lesson is waiting for you at ariawilde.com.