Sound Breathing Novels & Stories

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“Faster. Match the rhythm of your breathing – every time you exhale, push deeper. Every inhale, pull back. Let me hear it.” I speed up and the sounds of my hand working between my legs carry through the phone speaker and he’s listening, he’s sitting in his study listening to the acoustic evidence of what his voice is doing to my body from a different room, and the knowledge that he can HEAR how wet I am through a phone is making me wetter.

“Now we warm up. No lyrics yet. Just sound.” He played a simple scale. “Hum with your mouth closed. Follow me.” I hesitated for half a second before humming along. My voice came out softer than I expected. “Louder,” he said immediately. “This is not a secret.” I tried again, pushing a little more air through. “Don’t push from your throat,” he corrected. “Support it. Let the breath carry the sound.” We went up the scale slowly. Then down. Again. And again. It was repetitive. Almost boring. But after a few rounds, I started noticing it; the vibration in my face, the way the sound shifted when I adjusted my breathing.

After they had crossed the mountain, the boy suddenly asked, "What type of breathing method is best for the Elixir of Life?" The old man laughed and said, "There are five elements in breathing, and the Elixir of Life belongs to the wood element, so you must use a wood element breathing method. Wood element methods emphasize deep inhalation and exhalation, with each breath taken with full effort. It's like a towering tree trying to root itself in the rocks while vigorously growing its branches and leaves toward the sky!"

“Breathe. Look at me. Panicking will do nothing but harm the child. You hear me? Nothing.” Kael’s chest heaved, but Silas didn’t give him a choice. He pressed Kael’s hand against his own chest, forcing him to feel the steady rhythm of his heart. “Do you feel that? Good. Now listen to it. Breathe with it. In. Out.” Slowly, shakily, Kael dragged in a breath. His scream had left his throat raw, but the act of breathing in time with Silas anchored him enough that his vision stopped spinning.

The system pinged again: :: EMOTIONAL REGULATION STABILIZING :: USER INITIATOR: E. VALE :: COMMENT: NO FEEDBACK REQUIRED. BREATH IS BEHAVIORAL MODELING. TRUST GAINED THROUGH UNCHANGED PRESENCE. A boy, maybe six, exhaled through his nose. It was a shaky breath. But when no one corrected him, no one adjusted the pace, no one reached to soothe he took the next one deeper. And this time?

"Let's take a deep breath together.” He did it and I practiced with him. "Good. Now, tell me five things you can see." My eyes darted around. “I…I can see you, the dumbbells, white walls, a water bottle and…and my memories.” Julian's hands tightened. "Tell me five things you can hear.” At that point, my breathing was returning to normal. I had no idea that such a method existed. "Your voice, mine, my heartbeat, the hum of the AC. I…I can't hear anything else.”

We did not stop until I could not breathe, he pulled away "Breath Zee" urh, how does one do that again? I forgot how to breath… "Urh how do I do that again?" I ask him Niklaus laughs "Inhale count till three... one... two... three... And exhale" I follow he is instructions and I start breathing again I blush, I look down at my hands and stutter out "Thank you... For that" "Don't worry about it" I could hear the amusement in his voice.

“Slow your breathing down. Take long breaths in and then as long to let them out. You do can that.” Nathan looked at her and saw a slight change. She spoke softly and with ease, but more than that, as she did and he listened, he was changing his breathing to what she wanted. Her hand was moving up and then down the shaft of his cock, making him twitch without thought. He wanted to breathe more normally, but when he didn’t, she would stop her hand where it was. He would slow his breathing again, and her fingers ran up and down and then circled the head of the shaft. Slow and steady, he was now breathing deeply, and he had his head back on the pillow and tried to focus on the feeling her tiny

Safe. "Breathe with me," Aiden said. "In through your nose. Slow. One, two, three." Grace tried. Failed. Gasped. "That's okay. Try again. In through your nose. I'll do it with you." He breathed in slowly. Grace watched his chest rise. She tried to copy him. A small breath in. "Good. Now out through your mouth. Slow. One, two, three, four." Grace breathed out. Shaky. But she did it.