Hypnotic Blunder
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Chapter One Debbie sighed, it was almost quitting time on a Friday afternoon. She would do the same thing she did every weeknight. I'm in such a rut. She'd drive home from work, cook dinner, engage in lame conversation with her husband Jim over dinner, clean the kitchen, and putter around the house until Jim said he was going to bed. Then as his dutiful wife she would go to the bedroom to strip and get under the sheets to wait for her husband. He would do what he did every night. Climb...
Hypnotic Theory REWRITE.... This is a rewrite to fix a basic schoolboy (or schoolgirl) error in biology..... Just a quick fiction idea I had, very short but had to write it as the idea wouldn't go away, hope you enjoy it..... (Oh and I know hypnotic regression doesn't ACTUALLY work like this but....who cares) My name is Alex and It was on my stag night in Blackpool when it happened. The club we were in, had a hypnotist act on stage. He had done the obvious chicken hypnosis gag...
I always knew I had hypnotic powers but I never really put them to use until now. My name is Bill I am a pretty typical guy for my age (18) however I have something that sets me aside from everyone else. The power to hypnotize anyone who looks into my eyes. I always knew had this power and I use it every now and then to do pranks, humiliate people, get good grades nothing huge. To tell a little more about me I live with my mother who is actually quiet attractive and my sister who is only a...
This happened in December, 2002. My first semester at Clinton State University was nearly over. Most of the kids had already gone home for the winter break, but I was stuck with a final exam scheduled on the absolute last day of the term. I guess I didn’t really mind the peace and quiet which was a nice alternative to the 24/7 party atmosphere that had permeated the dorm hallways from pretty much the time I’d moved in.I was never really great at parties. I didn’t really like to drink or do a...
Mind ControlDr. Johnson was 40 years old, and had begun to utilize his two medical specialties psychotherapy and hypnotherapy a great deal in his practice at home. He is married and has three high school aged children, Jason, and his twin girls Sara and Amy. His wife was a real estate salesperson and was away from home a great deal. It had taken several special permits to allow him to practice inside his home but after some modifications to his...
Chapter Five Cinderella at the Ball They were both right. Cindy had feared that the encounter would change them … and it did. However, she was forced to admit that she and Betty were, if anything, even closer friends than before. Betty had sworn that this would be their only sexual encounter … and she was as good as her word. She continued to help Cindy with the housework three or four days each week so that they could spend more leisure time together … they even had another Sunday outing....
It was a dark, stormy night. The rain was coming down in moderate amounts but the unrelenting wind made it seem as if it were raining much harder. Lightning flashed brightly every few moments and a sharp crackling sound of thunder followed immediately. Car alarms went off due to the intensity of the storm, and the lights from the street lamps did little to brighten the dark neighborhood. On this night, Jillian had promised to meet her mother for dinner, but the storm-watch warning issued by...
Hypnotic Justice by Vanessa White Dr. Vanessa Morgan sat behind her desk and filed some paperwork as she waited for her 9 a.m. appointment to show up. In fact, she had reserved the entire day for this particular client. It would be the final session in a two-year project she had been working on. To say she was brimming with excitement would be an understatement. She smiled as she heard a car door shut out in the parking lot and she knew that her appointment had most likely...
Since I started this series I have received many very interesting emails. Sexual slavery is clearly a turn on to both men and women. Women are interested in both being the slave and the master. This story is fiction. It is based on experience and it could have happened. Enjoy the story and please vote when you finish. See chapter two for the genesis of the story line. One of the women in this story is afraid of hypnosis unlike the previous women. Sybil came in with a women she thought was her...
Several years ago we visited an amusement park in Southern California that has a western motif. I'm sure you know which one. We came upon an area that was set up as an old wagon camp and in the center, was a stage. Outside, there was a sign that advertised fun and somewhat naughty hypnotist. My girlfriend was excited as she had never been hypnotized and I thought the whole thing was a crock, but I agreed to go to the show anyway, since it was advertized as being naughty. I had no idea how...
Clearly the concept of a sex slave has appeal to both sexes. Both men and women wonder about being a sex slave. Hypnosis is the Great Enabler. This is a the second in a series of stories of encounters that raise the issue of being a sex slave. Read on. Then vote and let me know what you think. Everything I write about I believe is possible. I have not, necessarily, done everything depicted in these stories and I cannot advocate making people do things that they would not approve of, if asked. ...
Since I started this series I have received many very interesting emails. Sexual slavery is clearly a turn on to both men and women. Women are interested in both being the slave and the master. My perspective is being the master. This story is fiction. It is based on experience and it could have happened. Enjoy the story and please vote when you finish. See chapter two for the genesis of the story line. Most of the applicants for the research were people who were genuinely interested in...
Clearly the concept of a sex slave has appeal to both sexes. Both men and women wonder about being a sex slave. Hypnosis is the Great Enabler. This is a series of stories of encounters that raise the issue of being a sex slave. Read on. Then vote and let me know what you think. Everything I write about I believe is possible. I have not, necessarily, done everything depicted in these stories and I cannot advocate making people do things that they would not approve of, if asked. To understand...
CHAPTER 1 I’d met Linda at a party and she really turned me on. My dates with her until now had been enjoyable but despite her foxy, little body, she had not allowed me any real contact whatsoever. She was really uptight and I decided to give her some space. That had not really worked either. After our fifth date, with nothing in a physical way to show for my efforts, except for a few cases of blue balls, I suggested that she really needed a way to relax. I offered to give her a massage but...
Henry put the nose plug on, it pinched his nostrils shut a little uncomfortably and made him breathe heavily, but if this ‘perfume’ worked like it should then he wasn’t going to want to breathe any of it in. The nerdy college student needed a test subject, a real one that was unsuspecting, not one of his friends. And not only that, but he kind of wanted one that he could really test all the parameters of the effects with, see just how far he could go with this. When a person inhaled this...
Edited by Michael Dr. Cynthia Claiborne relaxed on a grassy knoll. She liked to ponder in the quietness of the unblemished country of upstate New York, that is except for her spacious estate house, exceptions had to be made for the privileged few. Or maybe the clever few, hehehe. Now, what to do about my favorite group of deviant women? Kristyn was not pregnant, but she was coming along nicely as a slut, her mom's monthly reports from college informed her of that. Speaking of Sandie, she...
Many people fantasize about being or having a sex slave. Hypnosis makes it possible. Inhibitions disappear and unconscious desire takes over. This is a story about such an event. * * * * * I belonged to a bowling league in the center of the city. It was a scratch league where high bets were very common. We were in the third game and our team was up by thirty pins in the eighth frame. Our team had bet the other team $1000 on the series. This was in addition to league winnings. I had just...
Nick Davidson sighed as he walked out of his house carrying two large suit cases. He was going on a family vacation and it was something they did about once a year. They were taking a month long road trip before school started back up. Nick was finally going off to college after this trip. He had planned to start after only taking a year off, but he'd gotten really into his hobby of practicing hypnotism and delayed his initial plans. He had hoped to parlay his talent into an actual career, but...
IncestOn the bulletin board it was suggested that I was being too conservative. Okay, here is a story that could happen, but certainly shouldn’t happen. Unfortunately, I know of at least two criminal cases where doctors were convicted for taking advantage of their patients. One with drugs, one without drugs. In these stories we only deal with hypnosis. This story did not happen. * * * * * ‘Harry, you never spend any time with your family! You are always at your damned office seeing patients.’ ...
“Just a few more pages,” her sister Jenny insisted, thumbing over to the next chapter. Natalie gave an exaggerated sigh. She didn’t normally mind sharing a bedroom with her older sister, but her habit of staying up late, curled up with a book, was a common source of dispute between the two otherwise close siblings. “What’s so fascinating about this one?” Natalie inquired with a hint of sarcasm, peering across the small room to her sister’s bed. “It’s on hypnosis,” Jen replied, not breaking...
Is this story possible? Certainly. Did it happen? I’m not saying. The hypnotist in this story is Herman Woods. His nickname is Hank. He is average build. He is thirty two years old. He is a salesman with a hobby of hypnotism. If you enjoy the story, please vote. Fives are appreciated. ________________________________________________ I was not looking forward to this appointment. I had been putting off going to the dentist for almost two years. I had no symptoms, but just the teeth cleaning...
The Beauty Alright, here’s the deal. This story isn’t about me… it’s about Betty. Betty the Beauty. But things got awfully confusing awfully fast, and so, for the sake of simplifying it even a little, I’m going to step in first and introduce the characters. After all, I’ve known all the participants in our tale the longest. But the thing is: where do I begin? Most people would say that I should begin at the beginning, but I’ve always been a rebel, so I’m going to tell you the end of the story…...
Before you start, make sure you are prepared for another session. This is the fifth session in the series. So to get the proper effect you should have completed the previous four sessions. Make sure you will have privacy for the next while, that your door is locked and you will be undisturbed. Turn off anything that could distract you, this includes your television, music and your messaging programs. And turn off any bright lights. You want to focus all your attention here. Sit or lie down...
My eyes were already open, and ‘waking up’ was sort of like having a sheer drapery pulled aside in my mind. All of a sudden, I could THINK again. My body still sort of throbbed with sexual longing… especially my breasts and nipples… and my lips. But the REST of my body felt as if I’d just arisen from a long, afternoon nap. I put my arms over my head and stretched like a cat, and when I looked over at Belinda, she was doing the same. I abruptly found that ridiculous in the extreme… and we both...
Chapter Three Cinderella’s Humiliation Cindy awoke to her alarm at six-thirty, and she found that if she put out her hand as far as she could, she could silence the thing by hitting the snooze bar at its top. She stretched languorously, relishing the feeling of the fresh sheet covering her naked form, the down-filled mattress pad beneath her, the feather pillows upon which her tousled hair was spread. She surveyed the room … her room. Her very own room. She felt the towel, still between her...
I had been working as a consultant for a few years and had seen many clients for all sorts of reasons, but this one was new to me, I had a client consultation with a woman about 35 I guessed as I never ask my clients their age only what they want to achieve and a few simple questions to find out what they find relaxing, so I can create a suggestion script utilizing what they told me . It was a slow day and she was my only client on that rainy Tuesday afternoon, I had my receptionist greet the...
La v?rit? sur les contes : les 3 petits cochonsIntroductionsIl etait une fois, dans un petit village occidental au moyen age, un jeune homme de bonne famille qui avait obtenu la charge d'assistant inquisiteur. Sa famille avait longuement oeuvr? pour obtenir cette nomination. Cela avait cout? assez cher mais avec la chasse aux h?r?tiques, il etait possible de rapidement se rembourser en prenant sa part sur les biens confisqu?s par l'?glise. Ce jeune homme brun, ? la chevelure non maitrisable, aux gros sourcils,a...
Chapter One Cinderella’s Seduction Startled, Cindy looked up from her seat as the inner door opened and an incredibly beautiful young woman emerged. The girl looked miserably sad, shaking visibly, her lower lip trembling. She also looked … perfect, her blonde hair long and flowing, her eyes large and round and evenly spaced on her ideal face, her nose pert, her lips full and red. She had the figure of a supermodel, with firm bosom and hips framing an almost impossibly slender waist. The girl...
Melodies within moments, sights accompanied by sounds, the world we live in teaches us to react to things instinctually. Like Pavlov’s Dogs, we have been taught to react to sex in a certain way. Whether you are male or female your body responds to certain images or phrases uncontrollably. Control was always an issue. Who or what was in control of everyone? The thought plagued him, wracked him as no other issue had. Was there a way to understand people’s sexual reactions, more than that, he...
You don't really believe in hypnotism, but when you read the ad in the paper "All your wildest dreams will come true!" you figured you'd give it a shot. Now sitting in the hypnotists office, you watch him come in, he seems to have a commanding presence. He sits down and faces you, holding his fingers together in front of his face. He seems to stare directly into your soul. Then, he asks,...
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December 1980, Milford, Ohio “How was your trip to Indianapolis?” Debbie asked in the car on Monday morning. “Pretty good. And very tame, actually. Katt had competition skating every day, so we were in bed early.” “I bet!” Mary giggled. “Believe it or not, we were asleep by 10:00pm both Friday and Saturday nights. Katt and I made love once each day. Well, Friday afternoon was pretty wild, but she’d already finished her skating for the day,” I said. “You mean to tell me that, except for...
Tara's BayouLevel 2 – Evil DongI can’t believe in all of Britain, I can’t find one bloke to fuck me. All I do is work, come home and sit in front of the tele thinking about getting shagged. I do fancy a good porn film whilst I pet my pussy into some calm state. I love giving me self a good orgasm but damn I need a good shag!I think tonight I will try and play Tara’s Bayou again. That is one intense video game. It makes you feel like you are right there in the game and everything that is...
Introduction: A man goes from an obscure loser to a wealthy writer, and reaps more benefits than just money. Life sure is funny is how it plays out. I have never been a religious man, still am not, but I did listen to the Joel Olsteen guy when the times were bad. He was so positive, that helped, but he also talked about how God could make up for decades of crap, in just a few years through super natural increase. Like I said, I am no Christian and am agnostic about the existence of a deity,...
Chapter Six Cinderella’s Choice ‘You’ve got to be kidding!’ Cindy giggled. She was lying on her stomach on Betty’s bed, her chin propped in her hands, her bare legs and toes flexing, her eyes wide. ‘Pablo?’ ‘Weirdest thing I ever saw,’ Betty responded, lying beside her. ‘I got feeling all guilty in the middle of the night, and went back down to see if Bimbo was down there by herself somewhere, but she wasn’t, so I figured that she’d left with the guys. And then this morning, I got up early...
Author’s Note: Chapter Four isn’t really a ‘Chapter’ at all: it’s a separate story that picks up just a little down the road in our characters’ lives. If the previous chapter had told you that they lived ‘happily ever after,’ then this tale would pick up somewhere between ‘Happily’ and ‘Ever.’ ***** My name is David Rothman, and this is a story about the three most impressive women I’ve ever met. Now, one of those ladies I already knew. Wanda Perkins, a fellow grad student at Berkley. Sharp,...
Henry had decided that life was very very good to him… absolutely everything was going his way, ever since he’d invented that wonderful perfume. It was amazing how different his life was now, he didn’t need to be afraid of bullies, the man that had bullied him was now outed on the internet and being bullied by his former friends, Henry could have any woman he wanted whenever he wanted… and although he’d had his fun with a stranger, there was something special about coming back to Miranda. As...
When Henry got to the lab the next day, his satisfied thoughts were on the events the day before. Not only had he had his way with Miranda – and given her multiple orgasms – but he’d had a most satisfactory revenge on Biff, the guy who’d bullied him all through out high school. The perfume that he had created was incredible potent, and although at first he’d thought that its current state was inefficient, the fact that it was perfume didn’t seem to be quite as big a deal. So he had to wear a...
The Beast Okay, so here’s what really upsets me. If a guy refers to some other guy as naïve, or innocent, or gullible, well, that’s derogatory, right? There’s no way any of that would be viewed in a good light personally. But if he’s saying it about a girl… well, that’s a whole different ballgame. Those traits in a woman… especially a pretty woman… turn men on, make them hard, make them aggressive, appeal to them. I’ve had that problem my whole life. I’m too trusting, too quick to agree, too...
‘So you talked to her?’ Harry asked focusing his gaze at the Assistant District Attorney’s brown eyes. He found it difficult to keep his eyes from wandering when working with Kacie. ‘We’re going to need to let her go,’ she said crossing her legs. ‘She seemed cooperative,’ he replied, sitting down across the table. ‘Yes, I thought we had something there. Everything was just too coincidental. Each victim was a patient of hers, each claimed rape while the men claim innocence… actually saying it...
Henry was flushed with triumph from his experiment. Although he’d spent the rest of the day in the lab with Miranda, she didn’t appear to have any clue that anything strange or untoward had happened between them. A few times he did catch her shifting uncomfortably in her chair, almost as if she was feeling something between her legs… but he just hid his grin and pretended not to notice her furtive movements. Maybe she was still feeling turned on… he muffled a snicker into a cough. The next day...
Henry was quite the satisfied man lately… he had gotten revenge on a tormenter and on a girl that had scorned him, he had a sex partner whenever he wanted one, and he was feeling the steady rush of power. Tonight was going to be different though, tonight he wasn’t going looking for revenge, he was going looking for pleasure. Of course pleasure would include the same amount of control, he wanted the kind of girl that would never have gone for him. He wanted her worshiping at his feet, taking his...
Chapter Four Cinderella’s Sacrifice And so, Cindy’s life slowly began to form a set pattern. After dinner that night, she had begged Stepmother to allow her to work at night, after dinner, but her request was firmly denied. It became evident that she would be working Sunday, as well … and most probably, EVERY Sunday. She went back to her room, stripped, put on her robe, and curled up in her chair, thinking about her day. The exertion from the workout, however, had left her very tired, and so...
This is my second story. I really appreciate the great comments from my first story. This story is a bit less character oriented and more set around the situation. It is also based on real events with the usual caveats of changing the names, etc. * * * It’s been a long week. It was two weeks before finals, so the semester projects and papers were all coming due. All of that was on top of the normal course work. It’s times like this when I regret deciding to ‘challenge myself’ this semester. ...
Cassandra’s Story ‘I’ve always been seen as an object for sex. Only recently have I started exploring though. I’ve always been the classic cock-tease, ya know? I only recently lost my virginity and started feeling that I wanted to know men that way. Not that I’m lesbian and not that I wouldn’t mind doing something with a woman…but I feel that way mostly about men. The most recent time, the only time, I felt almost this aroused was with Bobby and his twin brother Billy. I am a cheerleader for...
Dr. Carter was enjoying his weekend on his sailboat. Of course he was never far from his phone and wasn’t surprised to see Wyatt’s caller ID appear on his phone in late Saturday morning. ‘Hello, Wyatt. I imagine you are calling about the young couple I told you about in the voice mail.’ ‘Yes, Doctor. I wasn’t planning to work today. Are you sure you will need me?’ ‘Quite sure, this young woman is rather extraordinary.’ ‘How so? Is she very attractive?’ ‘She’s attractive, yes, but in a...
After the impact of Cassandra’s story, Eric was certain that Beverly, despite being older than Cassandra, couldn’t top it. Eric was finding it difficult maintaining distance, or a diagnostic perspective of his subjects. ‘Hold on Beverly, let me get something to drink for all of us.’ The women eagerly restrained themselves, like Pavlov’s dogs, they were trained by the music to do as he wanted. Eric took his time driving to the local store, getting a few fifths and packs of pop. He used that...
"Now... All the best to you. Hope to not see you in here ever again!" The guard grins, as he hits me on the back, pushing me out of the gate. I did not look back, the place I had been for the past few years, I would have being in there longer, but was given a shorter sentence with good behavior. What did I did to be jailed? One might asked, well, let's just say it is at a point of time where a guy wants to bully others to make themselves feel good, and it gets too extreme that one of my target...
Mind ControlAUTHOR'S NOTE: This should be played as a game. You can turn it on in the options by pressing "Start Game." If you don't, some chapters will be displayed incorrectly. The blasting pop music from the house reached all the way to the street. It was late Friday, so it was a tradition for the young to keep the city awake. Unfazed, you walked up the staircase with a sleeping bag over your shoulder. Before you could knock, the door swung open, almost sending you tumbling. She stood there, the light...
Mind ControlLife in the military can be quite boring at times so I got a book form the library entitled 'Teach Yourself Hypnotism' seemed a fun way to pass the time. Thinking it would be a waste of time I soon discovered that I could hypnotise some of my friends into doing things they would not normally contemplate, this caused much amusement in the barracks at night time. Eventually the novelty wore off and I didn't do it for a long time. Life was boring but about to change drastically, the Army was...
Michael only thought of two things the entire week, and it wasn't work either. He thought about how he had sex with his four favorite cousins, in the same room at the same time! He also thought about how his Aunt Diane had come on to him and how he had vowed to take Aunt Diane with her massive mammaries during the following weekend! It was now that next weekend. Michael's cousins had not come around during the week, so he'd thought that he would visit some of them after popping by Aunt...
Introduction: Second installment of one day in my crazy early twenties. liberties have been taken with names and details. You wanted to see me, Mr. Shaver? Pete asked, somehow managing to pull his gaze from my nakedness while the young Travis groped me. His eyes quickly shot back when I gasped slightly, a shiver going down straight from my breasts to my crotch as Travis rubbed his splayed palms in a circular motion over my tightened nipples. I watched him lick his lips, obviously becoming...
Cat and Mouse: The Tryout by Bluto "Good afternoon, this is Della Delargio reporting live for WNBC from the financial district. The Protectors, NYC's newest superhero team, has just foiled a bold daylight robbery attempt by The Destroyers, a gang of supervillains who have been increasingly active in recent months. "The Destroyers staged a lightning raid on the Federal Reserve Bank and were about to make a rooftop getaway when The Protectors came charging to the rescue. Here...
His eyes quickly shot back when I gasped slightly, a shiver going down straight from my breasts to my crotch as Travis rubbed his splayed palms in a circular motion over my tightened nipples. I watched him lick his lips, obviously becoming aroused at my exposure and humiliation. “I hear you’ve been harassing my administrative assistant in the elevator.” Mr. Shaver’s stern voice contrasted greatly with his casual pose behind his desk. I watched the confusion and worry pass over...
From: [email protected] To: [email protected] Subject: Cheerleading (what else?) Hey Em, it's your very-best-friend-in-the-world, but I guess you knew that when you saw the "from" line, right? Duh, my blond is showing again. Anyway, how are you holding up in godawful Cleveland... I still CANNOT believe that your parents could just up and move from beautiful SoCal to the midwest for gods sake... and break up the dynamic duo of Smithfield High cheereleading... but anyway, I still...
I shook my head, bringing myself back to reality and threatening the pins that held my thick auburn hair in a tasteful coil at the back of my head. Just then Pete Townsend entered the car, somehow squeezing his tall lean body through two layers of men to push up against my right side. I hate Pete Townsend. But I didn’t bother pulling away as he brushed his hand against the back of my thighs, just below the hem of my skirt. It never did any good. “What floor?” A tall young man asked,...
Introduction: My first foray into erotic non-fiction. Although its been three years so I took some liberty on detail and dialogue. Go easy on me, guys The elevator stopped at the ground floor, and I shuffled in ahead of the crowd, taking a spot in the corner and fidgeting with the hem of my too-short skirt. It was warmer in the elevator than the hall, but as was so often the case, the brush of the silk blouse over my otherwise bare breasts kept my nipples rigid. It was all men who filed in...
I sat in the leather wing back chair in the headmaster’s private office, waiting. He was in the room next door talking to the school secretary. They were probably trying to get ahold of my parents, good luck with that. I wouldn’t have been left here at Bayou Academy the swankiest boarding school in Houston’s River Oaks neighborhood if my parents had wanted to be bothered with raising me. “She’s been found, unharmed. Very good. Send me a bill for any expenses you incurred.” His conversation...