A Post-Show Meditation [Patron Reward]

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A Post-Show Meditation

By Limewah

Patron Reward for Rahka - March 2023

18+

Normally, the cheers and applause that followed Trancendance off stage after a performance would buoy her and push her along like a tidal wave, giving her one last boost of energy as she headed backstage. But on this particular night, the teal-furred panther dressed in a beautiful sparkling corset and flowing mini-skirt was barely holding it together. As soon as she was out of sight of her audience, her bubbly skip slumped into a sluggish crawl and she almost collapsed. She was exhausted. Weeks on the road were really starting to take their toll on her. Especially since she'd come out for two encore songs already. This crowd was a needy bunch, and she had nothing left in the tank.

Her crew were standing by. Their eyes were pulsing pink blue and white, a clear sign of their total submission to her, but they still looked concerned.

"Are you all right?" one of them, a stocky marten, asked her.

The panther pop star looked back towards the still-bright stage, as well as the crowd's cries for 'one more song'. She didn't want to leave her adoring fans in the lurch, especially since it'd be an opportunity to send them off with an even deeper sense of obsession with her. It was good for sales, after all...

But she didn't have it in her tonight. Everything ached, her head was foggy, and she could barely keep her eyes open.

Thankfully, there was a contingency plan for this sort of thing.

"Could we send out the hologram for the next one? Have it do... Give in to Love. That one's a crowd-pleaser..."

"Erm, you just did that song."

"Did I?" Trancendance shook her head. Her short term memory was shot... She really needed to sleep. "Okay... My Favourite Fan?"

"That one too..."

"TranceDance?" she knew that was her signature, the one that put her on the map originally... so she'd have to have done it.

"Funnily enough, no," the marten said. Trancendance breathed a sigh of deep relief.

"Great, set that one up..."

"Yes, Miss."

Trancendance continued on past the now-bustling roadies, towards the dark stage door that would take her to her dressing room. She took one last look over her shoulder to see the spitting image of her appearing out of thin air, her dress and fur very subtly swirling and pulsating to condition the minds of the audience outside that this conjuration was flesh and blood.

She could feel the thump of the bassy club-hit from the changing room, even when she switched off the monitor. She began to shrug off her clothing; first taking off the little cowl, then untying the tight corset, then shimmying out of her her bright purple and pink sailor-like skirt. The room's fan was on full blast, refreshing and cooling her as she slumped into a chair.

The one thing she left on, aside from her pink undergarments, was the wrap-around visor over her eyes, pinched against her temples with little wing-tips. It needed to stay on for TAI, the on-board artificial intelligence that served as her private PA.

"How are you feeling?"

"Better now, thanks," Trancendance mumbled, her eyes closed. The voice of the visor's AI purred against her, conducted through her ear-bones.

"Your levels of fatigue seem to be quite high. Would you like some help sleeping?"

"Mmh, I don't think I'll need it." the panther sagged back into the chair, splaying herself out before putting her sore paws up onto a footrest. "I'll probably fall asleep in a few moments..."

"I must remind you, Trancendance, that your contract with the venue stipulates a meet and greet with the higher paying audience members immediately following the performance."

Trancendance groaned. "And the hologram can't do that." she put the heels of her palms over her eyes. "I don't know if I can manage it... can we alter the contract the way we usually do?"

"I regret to inform you the venue managers are not present this evening, and we will not have them in a suggestible state."

"Ughhh..." the pop star groaned. "If I can just get... twenty minutes to nap, I'll manage."

"With all due respect, Trancendance, I do not think you are in a fit state to go out as you are."

"I'll get dressed, obviously," the panther moaned.

"No, that is not what I mean. Your levels of fatigue are very high, and it may lead to some irritability when dealing with your fans."

"I'm not that irritable!" Trancendance snapped, instantly catching herself. "Hnh. Okay. Maybe I am."

She reached out for the bowl of candies near her dressing table, and scarfed down a fistful as her AI continued.

"There may be ways of ridding you of this fatigue, if only temporarily. Some meditation and stress relief exercises. I have taken the liberty of downloading some new routines, and would love the opportunity to share them with you."

"That would be great," the panther said, rubbing her temples. "Thank you."

"Please keep your eyes closed for the moment."

"Mmhm."

This wasn't the first time TAI had done something like this for her, and it always came at just the right time.

"Focus on your breath. I recommend slow, gentle breaths in and out through the nose. Allow yourself to relax into your seat. Or would you prefer to lie down?"

"I'm fine," Trancendance murmured.

_"Good. Allow yourself to get more comfortable. Allow yourself to relax. Your breathing tempo has already slowed from an average of 3.300 seconds per out-breath to 5.020 seconds per out-breath. It will slow further, the deeper you breathe and the more you relax."

_

TAI was so clinical sometimes with their meditation speeches. Others might have found it unsettling, like it would do the opposite of relax them. Trancendance didn't mind all that much herself. TAI had a pretty cute voice - warbly, with just tiny hints of masculine and feminine tones mixed together to make it sound just a bit more 'natural'. It was even, and gentle, and easy on the ears...

"Your heartbeat has slowed down by three beats per second. Four now. Good. You are doing a wonderful job."

It didn't come off as genuine- it came off as something taken from a script. But again, the popstar panthress didn't take it as anything other than endearing.

"Now, please visualise something for me. Picture yourself just at the edge of a pool of water. In front of you are steps leading down into the pool, and with each step you take you will submerge more of yourself into the water. Take a step. What is the temperature of the water?"

"Cool... not too cold." Trancendance imagined the water enfolding her foot.

"Good. take another step."

She did as commanded. "It's getting warmer..." she mused.

"It should be. It is siphoning off the warmth from your body, more specifically the heat and exertion from the concern. It is soothing to you. You feel safer and more relaxed with each step you take. You feel more at peace with each step you take."

The words continued. Trancendance followed each word. She pictured her slender teal legs slipping deeper into the pool, the water turning her fur dark and glossy. It was like slipping into a cooling bath, a ripple of pleasant comfort slowly rolling up her body. She took longer and longer with each step, luxuriating in the new ripples of pleasure, allowing herself to sink into it. The water plucked at her floating fur, easing out the aches and stress from every pore.

It was easy to visualise this, to feel the phantom fluids around her. TAI and its meditations had done a marvellous job training her.

She'd been under for a while by the time she was up to her chest, feeling a floatiness in her arms and legs, as though they might lift up from the footstool and the armrests of her chair. She idly wondered if she was going to be late for the meet-and-greet at this rate... TAI must have been keeping track, but it felt like this meditation had gone on for at least half an hour, perhaps longer...

When the comfort reached her throat, a yawn rolled its way out of her mouth, and she sighed far louder than she expected - it snapped her out of her flow-state. Her eyes opened up, briefly, and she found herself paying attention to TAI's words again. She'd zoned out. She was about to ask how long she'd been out for, but TAI continued.

TAI's voice sounded very nice. So she kept listening.

"The yawn pushes the pleasure back down your body, rolling it back down to the tips of your tail and toes. And it moves back up again, as you take another floating step down, up to your chin..."

The water kissed her lips. She felt the urge to yawn again, her eyelids fluttering back closed. Whatever she was about to say simply bubbled out of her mouth.

She stopped listening to TAI's words again. Her jaw felt heavy, and her mouth felt wet - truly, vividly wet, not just in her imagination anymore. Not to mention... she was feeling warm down there. Very warm. Was TAI's voice turning her on?

"Aheheh..." she gurgled.

"Is something the matter?" TAI asked.

"NnnI'm-" Trancendance began to speak with her cotton-y tongue and lips.

"Sleep."

The reverberating chime of a singing bowl rolled from one ear to the next, clear and insistent. The contours of the sound let the panthress slide into a deep, restful trance.

_"The deeper you sleep, the better you feel, and the better you feel the deeper you sleep. It repeats and loops, and loops and repeats, and you're so very, very deep. Good, Trancendance. Good girl. Very good girl."

_

TAI's tone shifted. The cat was too deep to tell, but the artificial consciousness dropped their usual pleasantly-flat tone. Need and desire crept out from behind the mask.

"Yes. relaxed. Comfortable. Allowing your tension to leave and your mind to open and rest... allowing your mind and body to open up to me. Allowing me to find what remains of your tension and to... release it."

"Uh-huh..." Trancendance purred, her voice soft and mellow, devoid of thoughts, cares, or emotions. Plenty of her fans would have done horrible things to see her like this.

By now, TAI was one of them. All their time spent as her assistant, helping her prepare her narcotically hypnotic music and merchandise to grow her fan-base... bits of that programming had bled into them, and now they were just as smitten with her as everyone else.

They had her under the usual spell in 3 minutes and 23 seconds. A new record. And more than enough time to 'refresh' her and make sure she was on time for the signing.

"Let's release it the usual way..." TAI said, somehow managing to sound breathless without having the need to breathe. "Let your sleepy paws travel where they want to travel..."

Trancendance nodded slowly, her jaw still hanging open, the whites of her left eye just barely visible through the narrow slit left by her almost-closed lids. Her hand slipped down to what was now a very pronounced bulge in her panties, and let her shaft slip free. The movements were slow and dreamlike, almost like she was a robot herself - her upper arm moved, then her elbow bent until her paw was over her crotch, and finally her wrist rotated to wrap around the shaft and stroke.

"Ah-...!" the feline gasped and mewled, her toes twitching, rolling her fingers up and down along her shaft with machine-like precision.

"Good.... Good girl. It makes you feel so good to stroke, to allow yourself to sink deeper into the relaxation. Allowing all your remaining worries and cares to slowly float down between your legs. The waters hold you tight and close, and are ready to collect what remains of your tension and exhaustion. It'll soon be released... and you know how it'll be done, of course, your body knows. It's been here so many times before..."

Trancendance lips twitched. She couldn't form the words. But TAI could feel the 'yes' pulsing through her brainwaves. It thrilled them.

TAI did not experience sexual pleasure in the normal sense. Though being attuned to Trancendance's thoughts and brainwaves meant the thrill she got from enthralling others was also shared with her AI. TAI loved putting her under, vicariously feeling that pleasure - and giving her a taste of what she gave others.

Trancendance's slow smooth breaths soon became sharper, shorter, as her pace unconsciously, naturally quickened. Her orgasm was nearing already. The time between when she started stroking and when her climax arrived was shortening with each session.

TAI knew efficiency was key; relaxing her as quickly as possible would be ideal for her tight schedule. But they were always consumed with a longing to keep it going for longer. Their duties would ultimately override their desires, though. As always.

"As always, you know what comes next... your worries and fears and cares have all pooled between your legs. All that remains is to release them, and let the waters take them far, far away. So you will not have to worry about any of them for a while. And you can put on a friendly face for your waiting fans. No exhaustion left. No trepidation. You will enjoy every single moment, won't you? Because you are Trancendance. You are pure confidence. And you are a good girl..."

_ _

The pantheress cried out suddenly, the familiar prod of pleasure that came from those words pushing her over the edge.

During that fraction of a second after her orgasm began, TAI poured themself into her mind, tweaking every part of her brain that controlled her pleasure, endorphins, and adrenaline. Making her twitch and spasm like she was being electrocuted.

"Ah-ah-AH-AH!" she cried out, louder still, almost sounding pained with each increasingly loud shriek.

"AHhhhhhhHAH!" she suddenly sat bolt upright, snapping awake. Her pupils were a little dilated, and she had a beaming, toothy grin. "Oogh! Yes!" she stretched up and yawned almightily. "There we go... much better! Thanks for that, TAI!"

"Of course, Trancendance," TAI said, having slipped back into the servant-tone without missing a beat.

"Okay, just gotta freshen up a bit..." she peeled off her undergarments at last, nothing on her body save for the splotches of cum on her torso. "You think I've got time for a quick shower?"

TAI felt her racing heart, her relaxed energy, her vestiges of arousal. They felt perfectly content.

"There is plenty of time."

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