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It is tempting to be complacent, as a hypnotist, to think that you know all the tricks and can see it coming: to believe you are, in some ways, all powerful and invincible. This is a lesson in hubris and a tale that exposes the hypnotist's weaknesses: we're so steeped in its grip we are ourselves far more vulnerable to those that would use it against us.
It all happened during COVID: my first foray into the world post the COVID lockdowns. I'd ordered my coffee and panini and was now looking for somewhere to sit, but the Starbucks on the corner of Warwick Court and Holborn was rammed. Literally no empty tables, not even in the hidden extra seating downstairs, which is where I now found myself. As I walked to the quiet nook at the back of the shop I thought I spied a seat in a booth, but no. Sat there reading was a young girl in her twenties.
As I turned to look elsewhere she glanced up from her book and said "it’s alright, you can come and sit with me," she looked at her watch, "I should probably be running along anyway."
I sat down opposite her.
"I’m exhausted and could do with leaving all this and relaxing a bit. I mean, I know hypnosis is supposed to send youto sleep but only when you’re hypnotised, not when I’m reading about it!"
I noticed for the first time that her book was a psychology text book on hypnosis. What a coincidence. Perhaps I should engage her in conversation and reveal my own interest.
She continued: "it just drones on… and on… and on… and on… and on… and on… and on… " Her voice drifted off monotonously. "You’re looking tired…and need to pay…" then suddenly breaking her gaze and becoming more bubbly again "…but you’re not interested in hearing about my woes, I’m sure. So, I’ll just shut up and crack on." She smiled, took a sip of her coffee and returned to her book.
Best to leave her to it, I thought. She's obviously not in the mood for a chat. But there was something about her. Something quite compelling.
I turned to my lunch, such that it was.
BAM!
She slammed her book down and leaned in, taking me a little bit by surprise. "It’s just that with all this lockdown, quarantine, COVID stuff recently I’ve only been able to focus on me. Now is the first time I’ve had to connect properly with someone in this kind of a personal, intimate way. It’s only because we’ve been released and let go now. Luckily I’ve been able to study and focus on my hypnosis. Did you know it’s nothing like in the movies?"
She spoke in a fast, light, bubbly, almost flirty turn. I could barely keep up with what she was saying.
"If I were hypnotising you in a movie all I’d need to do is get you to look deep into my eyes" She gestured to her eyes and I found myself held in her gaze. "…and SLEEP!"
I saw her fingers snap across my gaze and felt her tone slow and drop "…and you drop instantly deeper into trance… relaxing more and more… deeper…and deeper.
"...but it‘s not like that at all." Her voice was bubbly, flirty and energetic again. What had just happened? Had something just happened or was I imagining it? I took a deep breath and heard her sigh.
I looked up and noticed her for the first time. Mid-twenties, I'd guess, with a friendly face framed by her long brown hair. She was effortlessly attractive and seemed, well, fun. She continued chatting away and my eyes were drawn to the pendant she was playing with mindlessly as she spoke. And her watch. Ha ha! If only she knew. She was wearing a large Michael Kors watch. I love these. In fact I'm somewhat of a watch fetishist (for some it's lingerie, for me it's watches). Maybe I should tell her about the countless women I've hypnotised where I've used their watch as an anchor and trigger for confidence, sexual empowerment and kink. But that's not usually something one blurts out to a stranger on first meeting in a crowded coffee shop. Besides, she was in full chatty flow.
"This book tells me that we’re all in various depths of trance all the time, it’s just a question of how deep you allow yourself to go. So as a hypnotist all I’m doing is guiding you down deeper into what is a very natural, normal and automatic state …and of course giving you suggestions to make you obey and follow my every command." She giggled as she said the last phrase in a mock comic book evil hypnotist tone.
I laughed too.
"Ha ha! I wish! This book says that kind of thing only works if it’s what you want. I mean, if you were hypnotised now and I’m speak directly to subconscious, you’d naturally accept all the suggestions I give you because I’m bypassing your conscious filters, but you only follow and obey them because they’re natural, automatic and part of you, which is why it’s so safe and beneficial for you."
She was very matter of fact.
"If this were a movie I’d probably take off this pendant and start swinging it in front you to distract your conscious as you focus on it and let my words seep through to your subconscious..."
I found myself staring at the pendant. Had her voice slowed again?
"...but in reality, in a therapist’s office, I’d probably ask you to focus on your breathing… asking you to breath in to the count of… 1...2...3... Hold it for the count of… 1...2...3... And release all your tension as you breathe out to the count of… 3...2...1"
I found myself naturally mirroring her deep breathing as she continued.
"Perhaps breathing deeper as you inhale relaxation to the count of… 1...2...3...4...Hold it for... 1...2...3...4...and release all that tension on… 4...3...2...1 as you fall deeper into trance and inhale that relaxation for… 1...2...3...4...5...going deeper as you hold for… 1...2...3...4...5... and sinking into that trance on 5...4...3...2...1"
Her voice had definitely slowed and gotten more quiet. I had to lean in to hear it properly.
"You can allow yourself to continue to breathe deeply as you focus on my words, my eyes, the hypnotic pendant you’ve been watching because you are aware of everything, and yet you are not aware… you are listening with your subconscious mind while your conscious mind is far away and not listening. Your conscious mind is far away, and not listening. Your subconscious mind is awake and listening and absorbing everything while your conscious mind remains very relaxed and peaceful. You can relax peacefully because your subconscious mind is taking charge and when this happens you can simply relax and let your subconscious do all the listening. Your subconscious mind knows, and because your subconscious mind knows, your conscious mind does not need to know and can stay asleep and not mind while your subconscious mind stays wide awake.
You have much potential in your subconscious mind which you don’t have in your conscious mind. You can remember everything that has happened with your subconscious mind but you cannot remember everything with your conscious mind. You can forget so easily and with forgetting certain things you can remember other things remembering what you need to remember and forgetting what you can forget. It does not matter if you forget, you need not remember.
Your subconscious mind remembers everything that you need to know and you can let your subconscious mind listen and remember while your conscious mind sleeps and forgets. Listen with your subconscious mind now and when you’re listening very, very carefully, you can simply nod: ‘yes’."
I nodded.
"And as you continue to listen to my words with your subconscious mind your conscious mind sleeps deeper and deeper…and deeper…and deeper. Let your conscious mind stay deeply asleep…and let your subconscious mind listen to me. Hypnosis is incredibly erotic and arousing. Being hypnotised and controlled by me fills you with desire and pleasure…the desire to please…the pleasure of pleasing."
She was right. Hypnosis is incredibly erotic and arousing. And I do like to please.
"Now your body’s relaxed lets relax your mind further…more pliable and accepting…naturally open…automatically obeying. That’s really what we want to do…because when your mind’s relaxed you really can achieve anything you can think of. So in a moment I’ll ask you to slowly begin counting backwards, starting with the number 100. Simply say the numbers to yourself and after each number, allow yourself to say the words, ‘deeper relaxed’. After each number double your mental relaxation. Let your mind grow twice as calm and still and serene. Now if you do this, you’ll discover by the time you just say a couple numbers, doesn’t take long, you’ve relaxed your mind so beautifully and so completely you’ve actually relaxed all the rest of the numbers out. Want that… and you can have it quickly. Slowly begin counting backwards, starting with the number 100 now."
The number 100 flashed into my mind and I heard myself saying 'deeper relaxed' out loud. Surely not! Was she hypnotising me? I mean, of course she was, I recognised the induction and the pattern. But when did she start and why was I going along with it? I decided to play along. I mean, she was just a student after all (I'd seen her text books). What harm could she do? I could always snap myself out of it at any moment – and maybe even turn the tables on her!
99
"Saying the words, ‘deeper relaxed’ to yourself… and relax those numbers right out of your mind…as your subconscious continues to listen and absorb my words… because you know I’m speaking directly to your subconscious now… you don’t need to focus on what my words say… your subconscious knows… and as your conscious relaxes further and shuts off… you may find it easy to forget to remember what I am doing when you awaken… or it might be easier to remember to forget that I’ve hypnotised you… and that you’re automatically, naturally and effortlessly following all my suggestions… obeying all my commands... and submitting completely to my control.
Each number taking you deeper... each word taking you deeper... closer to zero... and when you reach zero you will know how hypnotised and open to my suggestions you are… willing to obey… wanting to obey… wanting to be seduced and under my spell… deeper relaxed… and deeper… more and more relaxed… more and more open to my suggestions… ready to submit to me… ready to obey. Now you can let those numbers grow dim and distant, they’re not important… and when you’re ready just push them out and slide all the way down to zero… just tell them to leave and they will go. Let them go… and let them be gone. And when you’re ready and open and willing to obey and follow all my suggestions you can allow yourself to nod ‘yes’ as you slide down to zero now...
as you SLEEP!"
Her fingers flashed and snapped before my eyes again and I felt my eyes close and head drop to my chest. She'd got me. There was nothing I could do. There was nothing I wanted to do.
"Very good. You’re doing so well and you can continue to relax and allow yourself to fall deeper as you listen my words… follow my suggestions… and obey my commands. Maybe you will remember to forget all the suggestions I give you… or if it’s easier you can allow yourself to forget to remember them… but you will find that you follow them automatically without necessarily being aware of them… because obeying feels so good and natural… and following is so easy and effortless. From this moment on, whether awake or asleep, every time I, and only I, give you the command to ‘SLEEP!’", her fingers snapped in front of my face again, "you instantly drop deeper into hypnosis… dropping deep into this safe suggestible space where you are totally open to my suggestions. You will automatically find yourself obeying any commands I give you after the trigger ‘SLEEP!’"
[FINGER SNAP].
"You can even allow yourself to remember to forget the commands and suggestions... because following them is easy, natural and automatic… and fills you with pleasure, desire and arousal. Now I’m going to count to three and you will open your eyes… coming up a small way from your deep hypnotic slumber… but not all the way… still remaining in trance for me. You will notice my hypnotic eyes… my erotic watch… and my mesmerising pendant. Allow your gaze to shift rhythmically between the three of them as your arousal increases… and your desire to please builds… knowing the pleasure you get from pleasing... 1, 2, 3!"
I must have zoned out for a minute. This girl was chatting away. Still mindlessly playing with her pendant. I kept glancing at it, the watch on her wrist and her eyes. I suddenly noticed how attractive she was. Her deep brown eyes, the pendant, and of course the watch. I felt my cock twitch. The thought of hypnotising her flashed across my mind. But I couldn't get a word in. Anyway, we'd just met. Then I imagined her hypnotising me. I haven't been hypnotised for ages, it's not really my thing anymore. I'm hard to hypnotise. It's a real paradox. I love it, or at least the idea of it, but my guard is always up too much. I find it hard to trust and really let a hypnotist in. But she could do it, I'm sure. Although, she was only learning. I'd be far too difficult to hypnotise for a novice.
"It’s really nice to chat to someone like you. I really didn’t expect I’d meet someone as smart and intelligent (and attractive!) as you", she looked bashful and giggled. Was she flirting with me? The thought got my cock twitching again.
"It’s really nice that you’re taking such an interest in my boring old work. And that you’re someone who wants to be hypnotised for me to practice on because you know a poor student like me needs all the support, money and gifts I can get so simply focus and…
SLEEP!" [FINGER SNAP].
My eyes slammed shut and head dropped into my chest.
"…and allow yourself to drift back down into that deep safe state of hypnosis where you’re totally open to my suggestions. You’re doing so well… and because you’re doing well you will get what you desire.
So in a moment I’m going to count to 3 again and you will come up a little but not quite as far as you came up last time. The next time I say the magic trigger word you will fall even deeper into hypnosis and be even more open to my suggestions than you are now.
1…2...3"
I was still staring into her eyes, she was still playing mindlessly with her pendant, her erotic watch on display as she continued to chat away to me.
"…so that’s why I can’t afford to pay right now and need someone smart and intelligent to look after me. But that’s not really your problem..." she waved her hand as though waving away the thought and my eyes instinctively followed her watch, "…it’s not for you to mull around in your subconscious. Don’t worry about it anymore.
Just…
…SLEEP!" [FINGER SNAP]
Her tone changed.
"…and go even deeper for me now… eyes closed... deeper down... even more receptive to my commands, suggestions and triggers... which you want to follow... which you can’t help but follow automatically... because following is easy and my desires are pleasing.
Now wake up on 3…
1
2
3
and…
…SLEEP!" [FINGER SNAP]
"…as you go 1,000 times deeper than before.
Awake…eyes open…
SLEEP!" [FINGER SNAP]
"Each time I drop you in and out of hypnosis you go deeper... more open... more aroused... more automatically following and obeying my suggestions.
When you’re not even sure if you’re AWAKE!
…or… because your eyes are open you’re hypnotised now…
…or…
SLEEP! [FINGER SNAP]
WIDE AWAKE!
SLEEP! [FINGER SNAP]
And deeper!
Are you AWAKE and hypnotised…
…Or…
SLEEP! [FINGER SNAP]
…and deeper hypnotised now?
SLEEP! [FINGER SNAP]
SLEEP! [FINGER SNAP]
SLEEP! [FINGER SNAP]
SLEEP! [FINGER SNAP]
SLEEP! [FINGER SNAP]
SLEEP! [FINGER SNAP]
SLEEP! [FINGER SNAP]
SLEEP!" [FINGER SNAP]
Her voice slowed and drifted with each command. I had no idea what was going on. Was I awake, or was I hypnotised? Every small moment of lucidness seemed to disappear. But I was definitely gone now. My eyes tightly shut and my head slumped on my chest.
"Very good. You’re doing so well… and I deserve what you desire. So relax further. You’re nearly ready to accept my suggestions as I deliberately implant them into your subconscious. Keeping your eyes closed as you SLEEP! [FINGER SNAP] …you can allow yourself to fall deeper and deeper as you continue to listen to my words and follow all my suggestions. Imagine now that you and I are playing together… it obviously involves hypnosis that’s what led you to me… you’re obviously aroused. You obviously derive pleasure from pleasing me… and know exactly how to meet my desires… but what else are we doing? Focus on those arousing thoughts now… and allow those images to continue to grow brighter and more vivid as you notice every detail of your fantasies… because you might find that when you awaken from this trance… or shortly afterwards… you feel compelled to meet my desires… and naturally, automatically and effortlessly tell me about your fantasies… subconsciously… without inhibition… or expectation… just because it pleases me… and pleasing me arouses you. You don’t need to consciously worry about what those fantasies are now…you can just allow them to loop around and grow increasingly vivid and arousing deep in the back of your mind…mixing with all my other suggestions… which you might have forgotten to remember… because they are already a normal and natural part of you. From this moment on you’re going to crave me and my hypnosis. My desires are your pleasure. You will find yourself coming here to me over and over again… each time forgetting to remember that you have been here before… and the next time remembering to forget you meet me regularly. You will find that you notice the pleasure you get from pleasing me and the arousal that comes from supporting me and my desires.
You know exactly how to support me and meet my desires, so you can simply allow yourself to automatically do so and enjoy the arousal that builds inside you… my pleasure is your arousal. I saw you glancing at my watch earlier.
That is good because from this moment on every time you notice a lady wearing a watch like mine, you will find that you are instantly, automatically and naturally reminded of me and the power and control I have over you. Seeing a lady wearing a watch whether in real life, a film or a picture, will allow your subconscious to instantly and automatically remind your conscious of me... my hypnotic power over you… and your need to be please and support me.
Naturally this will arouse you as you remember you must allow yourself to be hypnotised by me again and again.
Open your eyes now, remaining deeply hypnotised…", my eyes opened and immediately saw her wonderful watch, "and feel that surge of arousal flowing through your body as you notice me wearing a watch because you know that every time you notice a lady wearing a watch you are reminded of my hypnotic power… of being hypnotised by me… of all the suggestions and hypnotic commands you are automatically obeying… and naturally this arouses you as you realise how deeply under my spell you are… and remember how exciting and arousing it is for us to play together… as you continue to please and support me.
SLEEP! [FINGER SNAP]"
My eyes slammed shut and my head dropped again.
"Now close your eyes and drop deeper into trance. Remembering to forget all the suggestions I have given you… just as easily as you do after a watch reminds you of my power… because my pleasure is your desire… and you need only remember what you need to know to please and support me. In a moment I’m going to count to 3… and when I reach the number 3 you will open your eyes but remain deeply in trance… although you will feel like you are wide awake. You will have no recollection of being hypnotised… or the passing of time since I hypnotised you… you simply believe that you have only just sat down with me. You are, of course, aroused, horny and submissive as you settle down and relax with me…craving to go deeper… desperate to please me…
1
2
3
Open."
My eyes opened and I was sitting watching her chat away and thinking what a kind girl to allow me to sit with her. And she's clearly a hypnotist. Wouldn't it be lovely if she would hypnotise me.
"…which is why I will give you what you desire and hypnotise you."
My cock got instantly hard.
"And believe me, it will be the most intense and pleasurable orgasm you’ve ever had. So just sit back and relax now…"
Yes. That would be amazing. Orgasming. How did she know? When had I asked her?
Seductively and hypnotically she removed the pendant from around her neck whilst maintaining hypnotic eye contact with me and shifting her tone. There is something deeply erotic and arousing about the moment a hypnotist removes their pendant: the moment you realise they are actually going to hypnotise you.
She began to sway it gently from side to side. Naturally my eyes followed although every now and then I noticed her piercing hypnotic gaze and the flash of light reflecting off her watch.
"…allowing yourself to focus on my words… as you begin to breathe deeply... breathing in relaxation… breathing out tension. Now you’ve seen this in many movies so you know what’s about to happen." I'd also done it many, many times myself, so I couldn't wait for it to happen.
"Just allow yourself to relax and stare and my hypnotic pendant. Notice how it sways back and forth… moving as you breathe slowly. And as you continue to watch it you may notice your eyelids becoming heavier as you relax… perhaps it’s harder to focus… as you continue to breathe and fight the urge to blink.
But it’s ok…you can allow yourself to blink when you need to… knowing that each time you close your eyes it becomes harder to open them again. Try not to blink… just focus… and fail… as your eyelids grow heavy… and relaxed… each blink taking you deeper into relaxation… harder to open your eyes now… easier to relax and let go… and drop into a deep state of hypnosis as I count down from 5… blinking more and more rapidly as you struggle to focus… 4… your eyelids heavier… 3… harder to open each time they close… 2… dropping into a deep state of hypnosis as your eyes flutter closed now on…1…
SLEEP! [FINGER SNAP]
Good. You’re doing so well.
And as you continue to relax an breathe deeply… you can remember to forget all the suggestions I have given you… or forget to remember them because they are deeply embedded in your subconscious now… a part of you… automatic… natural… easy… as you continue to listen to and absorb my words… obey my commands… follow my suggestions.
I want you to imagine a control room in front of you… dials, knobs, faders, displays… the control room to your mind. You notice one dial labelled ‘Hypnosis level’, with a dial below it. Notice what number out of 10 it is on. Now reach out to the dial and turn it up… turn it up all the way to 10… all the way up to the deepest level of hypnosis you have ever been and are capable of achieving… and as you reach 10, you find it continues to turn… so you can keep turning it… going deeper and deeper into trance… beyond 10… going infinitely deeper as you continue to turn the dial and accept my commands and suggestions.
Now move to the next gauge: ‘Arousal and pleasure in pleasing and supporting Me… do the same… notice the number it is on now… turn it all the way up to 10… and keep turning it up beyond 10 as you notice your arousal and pleasure increasing the more you please and support Me.
And one final gauge: ‘Orgasms’…notice the number it is on now…this is the most intense and exciting orgasm you have experienced to date… turn it all the way up to 10… and keep turning and increase the intensity of your next orgasm beyond the level you thought possible.
Keep turning those dials as you accept my suggestions, obey my commands and respond to my triggers.
Repeat out loud after me:…
‘Goddess' desires are my pleasure.’
‘Goddess' desires are my pleasure.’
‘Goddess' desires are my pleasure.’
‘Watches remind me to sleep.’
‘Watches remind me to sleep.’
‘Watches remind me to sleep.’
‘Pleasing is arousing.’
‘Pleasing is arousing.’
‘Pleasing is arousing.’
Keep saying those mantras out loud…"
I found myself mindlessly repeating her mantras.
‘Goddess' desires are my pleasure.’
‘Watches remind me to sleep.’
‘Pleasing is arousing.’
"…as you begin to play with yourself… and your arousal grows stronger… only able to cum when I allow you to… listening effortlessly with your subconscious… because in a moment I am going to count to 3… and you will remain deeply hypnotised and under my spell.
With each number your arousal will grow and your need to cum will increase… but you know you may only cum when I allow you to. And, like you, I am kind and generous and supportive… so I am going to let you decide when and how you cum with my permission… because the next time you orgasm you are choosing to accept unconditionally all the commands, suggestions and triggers I have given you throughout this session:
You drop instantly into hypnosis and are open to my suggestions when I command you to SLEEP! [FINGER SNAP]
My desires are your pleasure. Supporting and pleasing me arouses you. Noticing ladies’ watches reminds you of my hypnotic power over you. You crave my hypnosis. You are open, uninhibited and honest with me about your fantasies and desires.You remember to forget all the suggestion I have given you because they are a natural part of you.
You forget to remember all the suggestions I have given you because you follow them automatically.
At the count of 3 you have my permission to choose to focus on that image of me hypnotising you as you bring yourself to the most intense orgasm you have ever experienced right here at this table… only waking from trance and following my suggestions when you have done so… or you can choose to deny your orgasm until later… and allow yourself to float back up into consciousness at your own safe pace… remaining in a heightened state of arousal until you decide to cum.
So focus now on that feeling of arousal… as it begins to spread through your body… while you play with yourself… filled with the images of me… desperate to explode as it intensifies… on 1… growing more and more intense… 2… so close to exploding in pleasure and desire for me… as you decide to accept, obey and support.
3."
I found myself sitting opposite an incredible lady. A Goddess. She seemed to be a student of hypnosis. I had an urge to tell all about my own interests and experience of erotic hypnosis. Including a fantasy I had never told anyone before:
"I see you're studying hypnosis. You know, I'm hypnotist too. But an erotic hypnotist (not the kind they tell you about in books!)" She smiled. "But I'm very rarely a subject. I think it's because I'm hard to hypnotise. Just not trusting enough, I guess. Anyway, for me hypnosis is all about seduction. I love the idea of being hypnotised and seduced 'against my will' or without even realising or remembering it, then being made to get more and more aroused and to please the hypnotist before finally being allowed to cum. I love the idea of post-hypnotic suggestions and triggers that I have no memory of as well as classic hypnosis tropes like finger snaps, swinging pendants, you know the thing. I also have a watch fetish: I find women wearing large erotic watches sexy. Not to hypnotise me with, just simply wearing one; as if it's a secret sign that they are a kinky/hypnotic seductress, if you know what I mean? I mean, I've just noticed your watch now, and I'm immediately imaging that you're hypnotising me and using me for your pleasure without me even knowing or remembering. Is that weird? It's weird I'm telling.
You'll have to excuse me. I've suddenly become incredibly aroused. I'm not even sure why I'm telling you that. But I feel I need to go to the bathroom to relieve myself."
"You have my permission to do so".
"Thank you. Oh, and let me get the drinks for you. You're a poor student who needs the support. Perhaps I can give you something towards your studies as well?"
“Good pet.”
I want you to SLEEP!
Actually, I want you to drop so deeply into hypnosis that the next time I tell you to SLEEP!...
...that you drop so deeply into hypnosis that you've forgotten you've been hypnotised before...
...but your subconscious knows that you have...
...and wants to comment on this post with the word 'open'...
...so that I know you are open to my suggestions...
...and are excited about reading and liking all my other stories and posts...
...but for now you can simply allow yourself to relax as you read my words...
...because I'm not a fan of progressive relaxation inductions...
...so you're unlikely to read about how important it is for you to take three deep breaths now...
...or how you can already imagine a light enveloping you...
...as your scalp begins to relax...
...your forehead loosens...
...and your mind softens...
...open to my suggestions...
...obeying my will.
That all happens naturally...
...as you already know...
...given how many times you've been hypnotised before...
...especially the times you don't even recall being hypnotised.
Imagine one of those times now.
And as you allow yourself to be as lazy as you want to be...
...effortlessly reading my words...
...and while you’re reading the words that I write...
...concentrating for a few moments on your breathing...
...breathing slowly and steadily, just as though you were sound asleep, or pretending to be sound asleep..
...and imagining, perhaps, just how comfortable you might look while you’re relaxing there in the chair...
...using the power of your mind to see yourself in your mind’s eye...
...and then using the power of your mind to do whatever has to happen to make you look even more relaxed...
...and still thinking about your breathing, making quite sure that each breath in lasts the same length of time as the last breath in...
...and each breath out lasts the same length of time as the last breath out...
...even though each breath in will probably be slightly shorter than each breath out...
...and while you’re thinking about your breathing, noticing, perhaps, the weight of your body against the chair...
...and still reading intently the words that I write.
And while you’re reading intently the words that I write it may be that you’ll become aware that you’ve forgotten to think about your breathing...
...but that’s all right, you can just simply start thinking about your breathing again while you’re reading intently the words that I write and what I’m saying to you here...
...and in psychology, there’s a rule called...
...seven plus or minus two...
...and that means that most people can think of seven things all at once...
...plus or minus two...
...so you should be able to think of at least five things all at the same time...
...the words that I write...
...the steadiness of your breathing...
...the weight of your body in the chair...
...and how you might look from the outside...
...and that’s four things...
...so you can think of those four things while you’re noticing how aroused hypnosis makes you feel...
...so that’s five things, now...
...and I wonder if you can think about those five things and then at the same time notice the way your feet feel on the floor...
...and perhaps how your arms feel...
...and that’s seven things now...
...the words that I write...
...the weight of your body in the chair...
...the arousal of hypnosis...
...the way you look while you’re relaxing...
...and your breathing...
...and your arms...
...and your feet on the floor...
...and I wonder if you can now add an eighth thing into all of that...
...I wonder if your mind is powerful enough to think of seven plus one things...
...adding in, perhaps, an awareness of the temperature of the room...
...and then just testing to see whether you can add yet another input to your senses...
...so that you’re thinking of NINE things all at once...
...that’s seven plus two...
...thinking about all those eight inputs to your senses and then maybe adding an awareness of the way your eyes feel while you’re thinking about all those other things...
...the weight of your body...
...your breathing...
...the arousal of hypnosis...
...how you look from the outside...
...the temperature of the room...
...your feet on the floor...
...your arms...
...the words that I write...
...and how your eyes feel.
The weight of your body...
...your breathing...
...the arousal of hypnosis...
...how you look from the outside...
...the temperature of the room...
...your feet on the floor...
...your arms...
...the words that I write...
...and how your eyes feel...
...and of course, when anybody thinks of all these things, what they are really doing is scanning round them one after the other...
...very quickly...
...so quickly, it feels as if you’re thinking of them all at once...
...and in the world of computers, that would be called timesharing...
...sharing your available resources between the different tasks you are attempting to perform all at once...
...and that’s why some people can think of only five things...
...because it’s the limit of their memory...
...while others can actually think of nine things…
...and I wonder how well your memory is working as you struggle to remember those nine things...
...the weight of your body...
...your breathing...
...the arousal of hypnosis...
...how you look from the outside...
...the temperature of the room...
...your feet on the floor...
...your arms...
...the words that I write...
...and how your eyes feel.
And now you can think how good it will feel...
...when you simply allow yourself to think of only the most important thing of all...
...concentrating all your energies onto that one most important thing of all...
...which is going to be so easy to think of, now that you are going to allow yourself to think of only one thing instead of nine...
...and that one thing is how good it feels to think of only one thing...
...thinking how relaxed you can be now...
...that you’re only thinking of how relaxed you might like to be...
...relaxing in your mind...
...and in your body...
...no need to think about anything at all, really...
...no need to do anything...
...nobody wanting anything and nobody expecting anything...
...and absolutely nothing whatsoever for you to do except...
SLEEP!
My eyes were open and I felt awake, but I was stuck completely; unable to move. I was lying flat on my back, my arms pinned to my side, only really able to move my eyes. My cock was rock solid and perpendicular to the rest of my body. It was almost like I was a plank of wood with a six inch dowel sticking up in the middle.
I felt Sophie beside me and then her hands pressing on my chest as she pushed herself forward and climbed onto the bed, straddling me. I saw her face, still beautifully framed by her thick, ruffled, orgasmic hair. She looked into my eyes and grinned that knowing, evil smile of hers. She pinned my arms down with her knees (not that she needed to, I was incapable of moving them anyway, but I knew it was a habit for her in that position) and lowered herself onto my cock.
My solid shaft began to absorb the pleasurable pressure being exerted on it as the head parted Sophie’s lips and nudged its way inside her. Somehow Sophie’s muscular contractions sucked the head inside and then she stopped, gripping it tightly. Squeezing it hard she lowered herself all the way down and I heard three audible outbursts of pleasure: Sophie, Paul and me.
I don’t know how long Sophie was riding me. But I do know it was incredible. Her pussy gripped my cock tight as she pulled herself up and relaxed as she plunged herself back down. I was powerless. It was her cock. I was her plaything. All I could do was watch her face as she writhed around in ecstasy, feel her hands gripping my body and her pussy shudder as she came over and over again. I kept noticing her watch on her wrist and feeling my own waves of excitement. And when she stretched her legs out and wrapped them under my head and continued to use me as she saw fit, or when she swivelled round on me and continued to ride me with her back to me, arched and supported by her hands, with her watch and her little heart tattoo right by my face, I felt arousal and pleasure coursing through my body in a way I didn’t know was possible. But I still couldn’t cum.
Breathlessly, she stopped. I could feel her glistening body pull away with one final squeeze and heard her say, I imagined directly at the phone, “this next bit is for you, Paul.”
“[SNAP!] SLEEP!...” I sank through the bed, through the floor and right down into the centre of the Earth, perhaps even the centre of the universe.
“Good boy. Allow yourself to fall even deeper for me now. In a moment I’m going to count to three and you’re going to wake up again. You’re going to allow all of the feelings and desires you’ve been experiencing to focus into a pique of primal passion and animal arousal, your mind solely focused on fucking me… hard… but you won’t be able to do anything about it until you notice me run my finger around the face of my watch, at which point that singularity of passion will explode and you will take exactly what you want, knowing that my pleasure is your pleasure: the better it is for me, the better it is for you. But remember, you will only be able to release and finally cum when I give you permission. When I say those magic words, you’re going to explode all over my tits, massage it in and squeeze me tight as you spoon up behind me. Do you understand and are you willing to accept these suggestions?”
“Yes Goddess.”
“Good boy. Sit up. 1… 2… 3…”
I have never felt such a build-up of emotion. Every possible kind of feeling mixed and competing against each other at once in the pit of my stomach. I was almost growling with desire. I could hear my breath in audible grunts.
Sophie was partially dressed again: my shirt, sleeves loosely rolled up to fit her arms (and partially reveal the erotic watch on her wrist), buttons partially done up revealing only a glimpse of her gorgeous breasts and the pendant that was once again dangling between them where it belonged. God, all I could think of was how much I wanted to fuck her right there and then…
Sophie, smiled coquettishly, teasing her ruffled hair. My eyes were fixed on her. The heaving of her breasts. The glistening of her skin. The leg she had perched on the bed next to me… and, of course, the watch I kept glimpsing. She looked down, bowing her head slightly, then lifted her eyes towards me as I suddenly noticed her finger mindlessly tracing the outline of the watch face…
Boom! I don’t know what came over me, but I was on her like a rabid dog. I grabbed her leg with one hand and ran the other round to the back of her hair, grasping it, pulling her head back to reveal her neck and launching in to kiss, suck and bite it passionately. I thrust her up against the wall, still holding her leg and neck and thrust my pelvis towards her pussy…. fucking panties! I looked at her and snarled as her breathing quickened and lips reddened… I tugged at her bottom lip with my teeth, grabbing the shirt front with both hands and ripping it open: buttons flying everywhere. There was no way I was letting her put her leg down now, so there was only one way these panties where coming off… I ripped one side, then the other as I squeezed her in tight to me, and flung them across the room… pushing my cock up against her pussy and lifting her clear off the ground… she wrapped her legs around my waist and I slammed her against the wall, our pelvises pulsating in unison as I guided my cock hard and deep into her. Two moans… Sophie and then Paul. He was actually getting to realise his fantasy of and was seeing his wife getting fucked by a real man.
Within seconds I could feel the inside of Sophie’s pussy pulsating uncontrollably against my cock as she shuddered all over. “Good boy” she screamed, and I fucked her harder. Kissing, biting, licking, sucking, fucking… I don’t know how many times she came up against that wall, or all the other walls and surfaces in the tiny cabin, but the uncontrollable shudders and quivers around my cock were relentless.
I literally threw her on the bed. I had never felt or behaved like this, but all I could think of was how amazing this was, to be fucking this Goddess: the pleasure I got from the pleasure I was giving her. She stood up and bent down over the bed, looking back at me invitingly. I grabbed her throat from behind with one hand, took my cock in the other and guided it deep into her pussy. I bent down and kissed her neck, caressed her tits and her clit whilst I continued to penetrate her deeper and deeper.
Sophie reached back and was squeezing my balls, rolling them around in hand. I could see her pendant dangling and her watch on the wrist she was using to support herself on the bed. Again I felt her pussy tighten and quiver, her whole body shuddering as she let out yet another primal scream of ecstasy. “Good boy! Good boy!” she screamed.
I withdrew and turned her over so that she was lying on her back on the bed. One knee up, her pendant and my open shirt clinging to her glistening body. She was playing with herself now as I licked all the way up the inside of her legs, munched on her pussy and sprang up towards her tits. Squeezing them and taking a nipple in my mouth she screamed “harder! Bite them!” I did as I was bid. Tugging, biting and sucking them hard, my tongue furiously flicking across them. Sophie’s back arched and her head flung back as she screamed again, her knuckles turning white as she grabbed the bed clothes. I could hear the faint sound of Paul’s moans and screams of delight as he watched on.
I had one foot on the floor and was kneeling on the bed with the other right between Sophie’s thighs. She pushed herself forward, rubbing herself against that knee and she grabbed hold of my neck to pull herself up, kissing me deeply, her tongue penetrating my mouth, fighting with my own, and imperceptibly slowing the pace and mood. I grabbed her wrists, feeling her watch in my hand for the first time and my cock twitched again and again. “Good boy. Tell me how much you want to cum…”
“Oh my God, I really want to cum!”
“Good boy. Let go of my arms and beg me to let you.” Her voice was relaxed and controlled, the freneticism of moments ago had gone.
“Please let me cum. Please let me cum!”
Sophie sat herself up in the bed and began to play with herself again. I was still kneeling in the same position. “You can play with yourself too now my good boy, but you know the rules. Keep begging.”
“Please let me cum. Please let me cum!”
“Good boy.” I felt the rush of arousal every time she said it. Sophie reached up and pinched my nipple… another rush of arousal… I was standing over her, wanking furiously, staring at her playing with herself… “Keep looking into my eyes my good boy. Allow yourself to get lost in them again as you keep playing with yourself and fall back into a deeply open level of trance for me now. [SNAP!]
“Keep staring into my eyes. I’m going to count down from 5 to 1 and with each number you can allow that arousal to build, knowing that I will finally let you release together with me one final time when I reach the last number… Keep begging…”
“Please let me cum. Please let me cum!”
“Good boy. And after you have cum you will wake up fully and have little memory of what I have done to you tonight, but you will, of course know what you did. All the suggestions I have given you are deeply rooted and embedded within you… and they will continue to grow and flourish with every beat of your heart, even though you will not be consciously aware of them.”
“Please let me cum. Please let me cum!”
“And when you finally leave here this evening, you will have no conscious memory of anything that has happened since you met me. And when you get back to your own cabin, it will feel like you have been in there all night. Do you understand and are you willing to accept these suggestions?”
“Yes Goddess.”
“Good boy. 5… keep looking deep into my eyes, feeling that arousal growing… 4… stronger and stronger with each number, all those suggestions taking hold now… 3… so close to exploding, but remembering to forget the suggestions you’ve been given… 2… whilst your subconscious knows and because it knows you know it is true, easy, natural and automatic for your growing arousal as we reach the final number… ready… 1… what do you want?”
“Please let me cum. Please let me cum!”
“Please let me cum, who?”
“Please let me cum, Goddess”
“Good boy.” My eyes were fixed on Sophie’s, she was beginning to arch her back and quiver in pleasure again. Our connection so deep as if we were the same being. “Feel my orgasm now along with your own as you… CUM FOR ME! CUM FOR ME! CUM FOR ME!”
Our eyes were locked as we both exploded together. My hot ejaculate spraying all over Sophie’s breasts as she arched her back and screamed one final time before slumping breathless into the bed. I too was shaking. As Sophie lay there, exhausted from all the pleasure she enjoyed, I began to gently massage her breasts with my cum. She let out a more quiet, satisfied moan, and I finally settled down behind her, holding her tightly in my arms and softly kissing her neck as she fell asleep.
“Oh my God! That was unbelievable!” said Paul. I’d forgotten he was still on the phone. “What the hell just happened? Literally all my dreams and fantasies have just come true. Why the hell would she do all that to you? With me watching… thank you, thank you, thank you! She’s never done anything I ever wanted before, kept telling me she had to ‘treat me mean to keep me keen!’”
“She’s my ex,” I explained. “We bumped into each other earlier and I might have suggested she could enjoy the pleasure she gets from giving people what they want occasionally: her subconscious did the rest! It was all her! I had no idea what she was going to do.” What had she even done?
Paul hung up and after an hour or so I left Sophie sleeping. She looked so peaceful as I kissed her on the cheek, still wearing my shirt, her pendant and watch. I gathered my things and went back to my own cabin.
The train reached the end of the line and I was up, refreshed and ready for the day. Rarely had I slept so well, especially on public transport. But I guess there was nothing else to do on a night journey like this. I checked my phone and bizarrely had a text from my ex, Sophie. I hadn’t heard from her in years! What on Earth could she want?
“SLEEP! Meet me for breakfast at the station café in the courtyard. Forget to remember this message and delete it now.”
As I alighted the train, I thought I might grab some breakfast so I headed for the station café. It was a nice day. I sat outside and began sipping my coffee and catching up on the news on my phone.
“I thought it was you. What the hell are you doing here?” It was Sophie, my ex. It had been years since I’d seen her and I certainly didn’t expect to see her here and now! “Let me join you,” she said as she sat down opposite me.
What could I do? She ordered a coffee and something to eat. There was something about her that was making my cock twitch. I think I’d dreamt about her recently, maybe even last night. She was still hot. She was wearing the watch I’d given her for our first Christmas together, which had always excited me, and of course there was the pendant she always wore that I’d fantasised about her using to hypnotise me with many a time when I’d been by myself.
Sophie smiled. “What are you looking at? My watch? My eyes? My pendant?” I was caught slightly off guard and blustered slightly… “It’s OK, you can keep staring into my hypnotic eyes as you [SNAP!] SLEEP! and drop down deeper for me, eyes open, appearing wide awake as far as the rest of the world is concerned. Remember now everything that happened last night” My cock pressed hard against my jeans. “Good boy. You will forget to remember it all again soon, but I want you to write it down and post it everywhere you can think of. Take a photo of me now.”
I did as I was bid.
“Good boy. After you’ve done that, you won’t remember the detail of what we did, but that’s what you really want isn’t it?” I nodded. Sophie looked sternly at me…
“Yes Goddess.”
“Good boy. The suggestions have taken hold and you will remember the feeling every time you see a powerful woman wearing an erotic watch that reminds you of me, knowing you’re still putty in my hands. You’ll believe that you made up this story as your ‘ultimate fantasy’ and you will even do whatever you can to try and live it out for real, never quite remembering you already have. Do you understand and are you willing to accept these suggestions?”
“Yes Goddess.”
“Good boy. See, I’m still a bitch really!”
I was back in the corner where I had started. Sophie pushed my legs apart with her own and stood between them. She towered powerfully above me, hands on her hips so I could see her erotic watch and controlling rings as she stared down at me. As I looked up I noticed her thick, orgasmically ruffled up, blonde hair framing her face, draping over her shoulders and drawing my gaze towards her breasts and that pendant.
She reached up around her neck and took it off. My cock stiffened as she held the chain and it nonchalantly began to sway in front of me. Sophie smiled that slightly evil, knowing grin of hers: “all that time you’ve been dreaming of me removing my pendant like this and doing what I’m about to do to you now…
“Just follow it with your eyes… Back and forth… Back and forth… good boy… Just follow my hypnotic pendant with your eyes and listen to the sound of my voice… Breathe easy and let yourself begin to feel sleepy... Heavy... As you follow the pendant, your eyes are getting heavier and heavier... Heavier and heavier... Your eyelids are heavy, like lead weights… So heavy and tired they just want to close… but they won’t close until I tell you… because you just want to keep watching the pendant… and enjoy every moment of me extracting the last remaining fragments of your will… knowing you belong to me now… knowing you have to obey me… knowing I am your Goddess… you are my good boy… and I control every feeling and desire you have… so easy, natural and automatic to obey me… so automatic, easy and natural to follow all my commands and suggestions… so you can drift off into a deep relaxing sleep… let go of your eyes… let them do what they want to do… let your eyes close. Sleep now. [SNAP!] SLEEP!.”
As her finger snapped and flashed in front of my eyes I felt my soul drop. My head slumped and I was truly gone. Deeper than I had ever experienced. Deeper than I had ever imagined possible.
“Good boy. And as you allow your subconscious to come forward and feel your conscious fade backwards into the distance, know that I am talking directly to your subconscious now, giving you instructions you can’t help but follow because they are a part of you. They are you. They are automatic. They are natural. And following is easy because obeying is pleasure.
“From this moment on, whether you’re awake or hypnotised, any time I, and only I, say the word [SNAP!] SLEEP! and snap my fingers like this, your subconscious will instantly come to the fore, your conscious will retreat into the depth of your mind and you will automatically drop deeper into hypnosis than you have ever been before. Deeper into this state you’re in now where you are so open to my suggestions and eager to obey my commands. Do you understand and are you willing to accept these suggestions?”
“Yes Goddess.”
“Good boy. And if you ever receive a text or other written message from me that starts with the word ‘SLEEP!’ you will find yourself dropping into a wakeful state of hypnosis and automatically obeying the suggestions I give immediately afterwards. Do you understand and are you willing to accept these suggestions?”
“Yes Goddess.”
“Good boy. Open your eyes and feel like you’re wide awake whilst still remaining deep in this suggestible hypnotic state.”
I opened my eyes and Sophie was sitting cross legged in front of me, leaning forward, her elbow resting on her knee, her chin resting on her hand. Her pendant was back around her neck now, dangling once again between her breasts. My eyes were drawn to her watch.
“That’s OK, I know you have a watch fetish. Let the sight of it on my wrist fill your mind now. You know it’s a sign of my power. You know it’s the sign of the power of any woman wearing a watch. [SNAP!] SLEEP!” She said the word and snapped her fingers nonchalantly, but that didn’t matter, I felt my stomach give way and I dropped to unfathomable depths.
“Good boy. From this moment on, whenever you see a powerful woman wearing an erotic watch like this you will be reminded of the power of women and my power over you in particular. You will feel the urge to please them and remember the pleasure you know only I can give you. Powerful women wearing powerful watches are extremely arousing to you. Do you understand and are you willing to accept these suggestions?”
“Yes Goddess.”
“Good boy. Now wake up on the count of three. 1… 2… 3… and [SNAP!] SLEEP! Drop down 1,000 times deeper than before, even more open to my suggestions, even more capable of automatically obeying my commands… 1… 2… 3… wide awake… [SNAP!] SLEEP! and wide awake 1… 2… 3… [SNAP!] SLEEP!... wide awake 1… 2… 3… and still wide awake… Look deep in to my eyes… focus… wait for it… [SNAP!] SLEEP!...”
I have no idea how many times Sophie brought me up and dropped me deeper but it culminated in a long string of “[SNAP!] SLEEP!... [SNAP!] SLEEP!... [SNAP!] SLEEP!... [SNAP!] SLEEP!... [SNAP!] SLEEP!... [SNAP!] SLEEP!... [SNAP!] SLEEP!... [SNAP!] SLEEP!... [SNAP!] SLEEP!...” that got progressively more distant, leaving my mind totally blank and like mush. I don’t know what I had anticipated when I’d hypnotised her at the start of the night, but if I had had any pretence that I might retain any level of control or even that I was the one calling the shots, that was long gone. I was her plaything. Totally. Utterly. No two ways about it. Whatever she wanted, I was going to give it to her.
As I lay there sinking further into my hypnotic slumber I felt Sophie’s presence and the sensation of what, I imagined, must be her pendant dangling against my forehead, right between my eyes. I felt it trace down my face and body as Sophie wrapped the pendant’s chain tightly around the base of my cock and balls, the pendant itself dangling between my legs against my arsehole.
“This is my cock,” Sophie said. “From this moment on, me wrapping my pendant around my cock will instantly make it, and keep it, hard, so that I can play with it however I like. Remembering of course, that you will only be able to release and orgasm when I command you to ‘CUM FOR ME!’ Do you understand and are you willing to accept these suggestions?”
“Yes Goddess.”
“Good boy. Now you may remember to forget all the suggestions and commands I’ve given you, or if it’s easier you may choose to forget to remember them, but they are a part of you now so following them, whether you realise it or not, is easy, natural and automatic. Do you understand and are you willing to accept these suggestions?”
“Yes Goddess.”
“Good boy. Now, in a moment I’m going to count to three and when I do you’re going to wake up and find yourself lying flat on your back, unable to move, as if you’re stuck or tied to the bed: perhaps even like a you’re a solid marble statue with a solid marble cock given my pendant is wrapped tightly around it. I’m going to use it as my plaything. 1… 2… 3…”
I was gazing deep into her hypnotic blue eyes as she leaned over and began to kiss my neck, slowly unbuttoning my shirt and running her hands across my chest, grazing and then tweaking my nipples as she did so. I felt a rush of pleasure as my cock twitched with anticipation as she ran her hands up the inside of my leg and suddenly tugged at my belt to undo it. I was standing up now, as she continued to stare into my eyes, removed my shirt completely and began to lick my nipples, flicking her tongue across them, nibbling at them. Suddenly she sprang up, grabbed the back of my head and pulled it close into her. I could feel her warm sensual breath with her luscious lips perilously close to my own. I so wanted to kiss her, but in my deeply hypnotic state I found I simply couldn’t move. My lips tingled as she sensuously ran her tongue along them and began kissing my neck, chest, nipples, stomach…
She was on her knees now, staring up at me as she unzipped my flies and pulled my jeans and underwear down to reveal my solidly erect cock. Now fully naked and vulnerable, deeply hypnotised and unable to move, she pushed me back on to the bed and, maintaining her hypnotic stare, grabbed my cock hard, squeezed my balls, which she began to roll around in her hand, and took the head of my cock into her mouth, flicking her tongue across it as she did.
Suddenly it was deep inside her throat and I felt the immediate urge to cum, but I couldn’t, of course. All I could do was lie there, continuing to stare into her eyes as she looked up at me and noticing her pendant dangling and swaying between her breasts.
Sophie took my now moist cock in both her hands, stroking and massaging it with a twisting motion, her thumb brushing the head. Then, as she took it back into her mouth again, she trailed the back of her finger down the shaft all the way to my anus. Gently massaging the entrance before slipping a finger deep inside. I heard a moan of pleasure emanating from the phone in the corner of the room and noticed the smile and sparkle in Sophie’s eyes.
How I did not cum is a mystery. I know Sophie had commanded it, but with this level of physical pleasure going on, how was it even possible to hold back?
Sophie stood back up, stared into my eyes again, kissed me and then sat down where I had been: in the corner of the bed. I turned around, still deeply in trance, and noticed her silently playing with her ring as she continued to stare at me.
I suddenly found myself leaning over her and kissing her neck, running my hand up her thigh high boots and under her skirt. I felt that her panties were already moist as I kissed down her neck into her plunging neckline and cleavage. I stood her up and ran my hands down the side of her body, lifting her top off to reveal her perfect breasts cupped neatly inside a lacey bra, her pendant nestled between them. I flicked the clasp of the bra at the and removed it. Tossing it somewhere into the room.
“Good boy.” She sounded impressed.
Before long I found myself worshipping her breasts, listening to her moans as I flicked and sucked her nipples with my tongue, running my hand up the inside of her thigh.
She took my head in her hands, pulling it up to stare at her, and I heard the faint ticking of her watch next to my face as she said: “take off my boots my good boy.”
I obeyed, of course. Kneeling on the floor in front of her and unzipping her thigh-high boots, gently removing them one by one and spending goodness knows how long rubbing and worshipping her feet: sucking her toes, caressing he soles, somehow experiencing the pleasure she was getting with every one of her moans.
I sensuously kissed and licked all the way up her thigh, sticking my head beneath her skirt and pulling her wet panties to one side.
“Breath in my good boy, and fall deeper into the power of my scent”.
“Yes Goddess”.
I removed her skirt and panties and found myself worshipping her pussy. Flicking my tongue across her clit, slipping it deep inside her, moistening my finger through her wet labia as I trailed it back to her anus and gently slipped it inside.
I don’t know how many times I felt the shudder and squeeze of her thighs against my head as she screamed in ecstasy, but I do know that each of her orgasms was echoed moments later by the phone in the corner of the room.
Eventually, Sophie sat up, pulling her pussy away from me, she grabbed my face tightly in her hands: the blurred image of her erotic watch filling the periphery of my right side whilst her dangling pendant, perfectly pert breasts and hypnotic gaze filled the rest.
“Sit back down. Good boy.”
I guess 5 to 10 minutes had passed, but Sophie didn’t remember. She was wide awake now and continued our conversation where she thought we’d left it: telling me about Paul and his desire to watch her fuck other men. Real men, he had said. She had begun to hold my gaze and was playing mindlessly with her pendant, which I couldn’t help but get drawn in to.
“Imagine that, fucking me with my husband watching?”
My suggestions were clearly working. But how would Sophie’s subconscious interpret them? And would I actually allow myself to give in to her?
“Are you looking at my pendant?” Sophie giggled knowingly. “I bet you’d love me to hypnotise you wouldn’t you?”
I smiled.
“Good boy. It’s OK. You don’t have to do anything. You can just believe that you’re going to be hypnotised and know that you are because you’re simply lost in my pendant now. Knowing it already controls you. Just like it always has… Follow me.”
Sophie walked out of the carriage. I naturally obeyed and followed her to her cabin.
As she unlocked the door she stroked her hand through my hair and pulled me in to her. I could feel her breath as her lips brushed against mine before she turned and whispered: “this is where you sleep. This cabin is where I take everything I want.” She cupped her hand between my thighs as the door swung open. “Sit there. Don’t move.”
Her cabin was more spacious than I had expected. I sat at the head of the bed in the corner, motionless, and Sophie was fiddling with something on the opposite side.
“Paul. Sit down. Don’t say a word. Just watch!”
I could just make out the figure on the dim screen as Sophie turned the phone round and switched off the lights, leaving just its glow and the floor level night lights illuminating the room.
“I know you want to focus on my pendant and fall even deeper into its hypnotic power…” Sophie was standing bent over me, whispering into my ear, her pendant dangling freely in front of her fantastic cleavage. I couldn’t take my eyes off it as I inhaled her intoxicating scent and felt her soft cheek and long blonde hair brush against my face whilst her hand slip between my thighs stroking then grabbing my already twitching cock, “…but I’m a real hypnotherapist, not some sort of stage charlatan,” she said. “So just sit back and close your eyes.” She brushed her hand down my face as my eyelids closed and, from what I could sense, moved away to sit on the other side of the bed.
“Before you begin going into your hypnotic trance now just make yourself comfortable. Just settle yourself down and you can relax. All you have to do is to focus on becoming comfortable. Take a moment now and wiggle about until you are in the right position for relaxing. Sense around your body and notice if there is any tightness, or any discomfort, and maybe just shrug everything until you are happily settled down and ready. If anything is making you uncomfortable then fix it. Fixing things stops them bothering you doesn't it?”
I nodded.
“Good boy. Now in a moment I am going to show you how to go into trance... how to relax your body and your mind... in a really good way that you will enjoy... and once you start that process no power on earth can stop you going into trance… and you don't have to do anything... it will just happen... as long as you follow my instructions you will go into trance easily and quickly... So now... just settle back and relax yourself... take a deep breath and then just let it go... that's right... Now take another breath and let your body relax... shrug your shoulders... let your arms and hands go loose and limp and floppy... that's right... and as you are relaxing you can move your attention to your eyes. Just become aware of those eyes, and the little muscles that control your eyelids... and those eyes can become so relaxed that you just cannot open them... and as long as you keep that relaxation there... those eyelids will become so relaxed... so tired, so heavy... that you just cannot open them... and when you know you have relaxed those eyes and you know they will not open you can try to open them... and you will find that they just won't work... That's right... you can try but they just don't work... so you can stop testing now... and just enjoy that feeling of relaxation getting deeper and deeper... And now become aware of the quality of that relaxation... and imagine that relaxation spreading through the whole of your body... sweeping down from the top of your head to the tips of your toes... like a wave of relaxation... letting go... let go and relax every muscle in your body... that's right... and feel yourself drifting deeper and deeper as that happens... And now you can deepen this feeling even more... And as deep are you are now... you can go ten times deeper. In a moment I am going to ask you to open your eyes... and then when you close them you will go ten times deeper in trance... Now you may find it difficult to open your eyes... but you should be able to open them a bit... so try opening them a bit now... and then allow them to close and go ten times deeper... that's right… that's good… And as relaxed as you are now... you can actually become ten times more relaxed... so when you are ready you can try to open your eyes a second time and you might be able to open them a little and then as those eyelids come down you feel yourself going ten times deeper again... And try it for a third time... and as those eyes shut tight... you will go even deeper... ten times deeper... Allow yourself to get comfortable and totally relax your body.... In a moment I am going to lift your arm... do not assist in any way... just let your arm be loose and limp...”
Sophie lifted my wrist, gently waggled my arm. It was soft and pliable.
“And in a moment I am going to release your arm and as it drops down you will go even deeper into trance... That's right... allow yourself to go deeper down now... And now it is time to relax your mind... I want you shortly to start counting quietly... counting from 100 down to as far as you can go... and as you count... after each number you will say to yourself... think to yourself... 'Deeper and Deeper'... 'Deeper and Deeper'... and as you say each number and feel yourself go deeper and deeper... you will notice that it becomes harder and harder to remember the next number... and your mind becomes more relaxed... more at ease... until you just cannot remember the next number... And you can relax those numbers right out of your mind... and as you do so... you will go deeper still... into a lovely state of easy relaxation... So starting now... I will count with you to start with... 100... deeper and deeper... 99 deeper and deeper... 98 deeper and deeper... and as you count those numbers will relax you more and more... just allow those numbers to take you deeper and deeper... And when you have relaxed those numbers right out of your mind... you can stop counting... And when the last number has disappeared you can signal by moving a finger and whispering ‘yes, Goddess’ and we will go on... when you are ready...’
“…71…70… 69…” My right forefinger twitched automatically and I heard myself saying “Yes, Goddess”.
“Good boy. Feels so good when you say ‘yes’ to me doesn’t it? And even better when I call you my ‘good boy’. So arousing when it’s this easy to obey every command and suggestion I give you. Because pleasing me is pleasing you. And you like to please your Goddess don’t you?”
“Yes, Goddess”.
“Good boy. Now pay close attention to everything I do because in a moment, when you notice me playing with my engagement ring, you’re going to do the same things to me. But, of course, you must remember that you will stay deeply hypnotised until I wake you up and you won’t be able to cum, no matter how much pleasure you are feeling, until I allow you to. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Goddess”.
“Good boy. Now open your eyes and remain deeply hypnotised.”
My ex was a hypnotherapist.
That sounds better than it actually was: she didn’t hypnotise me once during our whole two year relationship. (Well, that’s not strictly true: there was one time. But it was after we split up, although we were still living together, so technically, we weren't in the relationship then!)
She said it was because it was her job and she used hypnosis to help people with real life issues, not to simply 'get them off'. The last thing she wanted was to be mixing her personal and professional lives. I guess I had to respect that, but it felt like a missed opportunity for a hypno-fetishist like me to be with a hypnotist and not get to play with hypnosis!
Anyway, our relationship didn’t work out, we split up, she moved out and I hadn't seen Sophie for nearly 10 years... until yesterday! She happened to be on the same train as me: a sleeper service (both ironic and convenient, as it turned out!) and we found ourselves alone in the restaurant car catching up as the train rocked rhythmically into the night with the familiarly consistent ‘clickety-clack' of the wheels gliding along the rails.
She was no longer a hypnotherapist. She'd gone into sales so still kind of used some of the suggestion techniques, she winked. Married now. Nice guy, although "I do seem to have a habit of attracting you guys with the unusual fetishes", she laughed. She looked at her watch and smiled knowingly, glancing up at me with a slightly evil grin spreading across her face. It was the one I had given her as a present for our first Christmas together.
"I remember your love of hypnosis," she teased. "Ha! It was actually really quite hot that time I did hypnotise you. I admit it!" But she'd only done it because we'd split up by then and she wanted to show me what I was going to be missing. "God, I was such a bitch wasn't I?" she laughed.
Yes. She really had been.
"Paul loves the idea of watching me with other men," she continued. "But I quite like keeping him wanting it, rather than letting him have it... like I used to do with you," she smirked coquettishly, raising an eyebrow as she did. So she'd just flirt with other guys when they were together, letting her husband believe his fantasies would come true, but never following through with it. Not because she didn't want to shag some of these guys or because she thought it was in any way being unfaithful in a relationship (it was him who wanted it after all), she explained, she just didn't want Paul to get what he wanted. "He gets excited enough just knowing someone else is fucking me... and it keeps him putty in my hands, believing that one day he might get what he actually wants!" She laughed, flicking her hair to reveal her cleavage and the pendant she always wore.
Oh the times I'd fantasised that she'd taken that pendant off from around her neck and begun to sway it back and forth in front of me. She never would, of course, it was what I wanted after all, and, I now knew, it was her way of making sure I stayed 'putty in her hands'.
She'd been hypnotised many times before when she was training "...but I never understood how you found it so erotic. I just find it relaxing and kinda spacey."
"So, remember that feeling when you’re hypnotised with your conscious switched off and your subconscious taking over. Kind of like you're giving up control and becoming more vulnerable and open to the person you're with. Knowing they're in control now and the suggestions they’ve given your subconscious are automatically accepted and obeyed... " my voice dropped and slowed as I mirrored her breathing and fixed her deep blue eyes in my gaze... then broke the pattern: "I find that idea really arousing". Slow, hypnotic voice: "that that person could get me to do anything they wanted me to do". Breaking the pattern: "I guess it's a control thing. Like I’m putty in their hands."
"Yes".
I knew she’d been a therapist so what she did was very different from what I fantasised about, but I explained I'd always liked the more stage / entertainment hypnosis type of thing. All the classic tropes: swinging pendants; finger snaps; dramatic, physical inductions where it seems people are dropped instantly or 'against their will'.
“That stuff doesn’t really work,” she countered. “It’s all for show. You can’t really drop someone instantly or ‘against their will’. Far more effective ways of inducing a trance. But, I admit, it does look impressive when they just slump into a chair and do whatever the hypnotist tells them. I’d never be made to cluck like a chicken though!”
“Ha ha! Exactly. And that’s what’s so arousing and erotic to me. The fact that at the simple snap of the fingers [SNAP!] you instantly drop into trance. The fact you’ve volunteered means you want and are open to it, so it’s not against your will, and you’re right, you can’t really make someone do something they don’t want to do, but you can remove their inhibitions so they give themselves permission to do what you’re suggesting. Ha! Imagine if I did make you cluck like a chicken”, I laughed, “how do you think you might sound?”
“Bawk-ah!”, she clucked as she flapped her arms and strutted her neck.
“There you go. And I haven’t even hypnotised you yet!” I grinned.
“Twat!”
“Stand-up. I’ll show you. It’s really easy.”
“You’re going to hypnotise me?” she said, slightly accusatory. “Alright then. Show me what all the fuss is about!”
I got her to stand in front me and took her hand, shaking her arm to loosen it with one hand and touching her other arm and shoulder with the other to guide her: “look into my eyes. Don’t laugh! Not around the eyes, just in the eyes” I smiled. She smiled too. “Just relax your arm. No keep looking at my eyes. Stare into them. Feet slightly further apart. Deep breath… SLEEP!” I jerked her arm forward and pulled her head down into my shoulder at the moment I noticed her eyes glaze over for micro-second. Hugged her in closer to me as I whispered rapid instructions directly into her ear and eased her back into her seat with a final snap of my fingers.
That stuff definitely works.
