A young woman with the pen name of I. and I have recently begun playing with erotic hypnosis together and we both agreed it would be nice to write a diary of sorts, both to remember the experience and also to share so it’s possible to follow along with us in case anyone likes the same things we do. We both like striking visuals in our hypnotic stories and so that’s what we’re exploring. Check my profile if you want to listen to some of my hypno for yourself.
If you want to hear about how she gets dominated and hypnotised, and how in that trance she gets abused and tormented, has triggers installed, is forced into rough and painful predicaments and lies there helplessly while her mind is blown over and over by relentless waves of pleasure, then read on.
**On the first night**
I took you down into a deep and sweet trance. I told you the story of a past induction and it swept you away easily. You’re really talented as a subject and it’s so easy to play with you. Then I held you, caressed you, played across your body lightly with my fingers. They began at your knee and made their way, slowly, softly, gently, up the inside of your thigh towards your pussy. You became deeply aroused, drinking in your moans was a delicious delight.
So I decided to go for it. I put my fingers on your pussy and started rubbing you while counting. With each number higher the orgasmic energy built up a little more inside you until I told you to cum for me, you came, a nice, big, thundering orgasm, and I prolonged it and encouraged it and anchored the feeling so we can use this technique more in the future, you cum on my command.
Then we hung around in the trance for a while, I anchored a trance induction trigger in your mind, and we spent time just drifting in each other’s company, lazily, comfortably with luscious closeness. And then we came back to reality. I think we were both pretty electrified by how deep and simple the connection is between us, my words seem to touch you in just the right way.
**On the second night**
I took you down into trance again, using the trigger from before and a few deepeners I got you nice and wrapped up in a deep and comfortable trance from which to work. Then I whisked you away to my mansion, for you see in this fantastical place a debt needed settling, so you were transferred to me as property. You arrived, unsure, meek, small, into the home of this tall, dangerous, aggressive, man.
I walked around you slowly, I touched and admired your body, my new toy, my new possession, my new slave, you were going to learn your place and how to behave in my company. I took off your clothes, slowly, deliberately contemplating each button I popped out and each ribbon I pulled into looseness. You let it all happen, submitting even before I had you naked in front of me, before I looked deep into your eyes and told you that you are mine, that you belong to me, that I’ll do with you as I please.
I laid you down on a sofa and sat down next to you. I got in nice and close, to where I could easily hold your head with one hand and speak directly into your ear. Then I began to play with you with my other hand. I ran it down your neck and gently circled your breasts, spiralling in and circling your nipple. Then I grasped your nipple between my fingers and twisted, hard, shocking waves of pain went through you. This is your place, your life, to be tortured and tormented by a rough and evil man. I played with your nipple for a while, alternating between gentle pleasantness and intense aggression. Then I ran my hand down towards your pussy.
When I was almost there, when the anticipation was getting almost too much for you to handle, I swerved aside, and ran my hand along your thigh instead, you moans were divine, your need delicious. Then I gently started fingering you, then faster, I started counting, you knew what was coming, when you were close I moved to your clit and rubbed you just in the right way, just at the right intensity, and ordered you to cum for me. You had a big, fat, orgasm, laid there in my arms, and after I let you breathe a moment while I fetched your collar.
I fetched it from a drawer on the other side of the room. It was a sturdy leather collar with a steel ring in the front. I brought it over to you and asked if you understood the significance of wearing it, if you understood that you needed to behave, that when you wear it you’re an extension of me, and you’re not to embarrass me or mess around. That this is a serious thing, this protection and ownership and surrender. You agreed and I gently brushed your hair aside and put the collar around your neck and buckled it. You could feel the hard leather there and the metal ring against your neck.
Then I went back to playing with you, I alternated between twisting your nipple and caressing it, between painfully pinching your pussy and rubbing it gently. I made you cum 5 more times. Then I told you to try to resist me, to try to helplessly hold me back as I made you cum again, you tried and just completely failed, your orgasm was all the stronger for knowing that in this deep trance your body listens more to me than it does to you. A warm blanket of helplessness descended over you, and you were lost.
Then I soothed you, held you, warmed your heart with sweet words and we floated together in a warm lotus pond in some far away land under a low sun. It was lovely to spend some time just wrapped up in each other’s presence, the closeness when all barriers have fallen, when we’ve been to a deep place of power exchange and the warmth is all right there.
And then I started ending things, but you didn’t want things to end, you loved the trance so much, you were so deeply into it, even though I’d been hypno fucking you for about an hour you wanted more, you pleaded and begged for more.
You know how much I like it when you beg so I took you in again, deeper this time, each time you go in and out it gets a little deeper. We revived an anchor you have that when I snap my fingers a wave of intense pleasure sweeps through you, any time, in or out of trance. And I fucked with you some more, hurt you some more, made you cum a couple more times on my command. I kept teasing you too, you never knew what was going to happen next, would it be pain or pleasure? In the end it all mixed together for you into a totally intoxicating soup of wild and brilliant passion, of bright white pleasure in which we floated.
Then I brought you out again and started ending things. You still didn’t want it to end, you begged and pleaded for more. I stood firm, partly because we needed time for aftercare and it was already late and partly because I like standing firm for you, it makes me feel dominant when you try to cajole and convince me and you fail. I did snap my fingers a few times though and relish your moans as the wave of pleasure swept through you. It’s over when I say it’s over, and you can have all the kisses and caresses you want, but no more of that sweet, deep, orgasmic, scintillating, trance, until next time.
**On the third night**
We continued on from where we were, I induced you into a deep trance. You were laid on the sofa with my stiff, leather, collar on. I went to the wall and fetched a leash and clipped it to the metal ring. Then I drew you to your feet and forced you to your hands and knees.
Then I ran my finger, gently, so gently, down your spine, and then I ran it down your ass to your pussy. I stroked you and fingered you softly, starting slow and then getting faster little by little. I counted towards an orgasm but stopped short and edged you. I then explained how with each edge you would get hornier and more desperate, more needy.
I walked to the wall and got a nice, big, leather, flogger down from it’s peg. I walked back to you and dangled it softly along your back, you could feel the roughness and intensity of the leather thongs as they brushed across your eager skin. The anticipation of the intense pain it would cause when it hit you started to build. I toyed with you, enjoyed the intensity of your breathing and drew my arm back, raising the flogger and paused.
I hit you, hard, and a wave of pain swept through you, it mingled with the frustration and pleasure of the edges. I knelt down and edged you again, building up that need. I flogged you again and again, your ass coming up red and painful under the intense blows of the brutal tool. I had you trot with me, on your hands and knees, not as a pet or an animal, but as a woman, an owned, abused, captured woman who walks obediently and quietly beside her dom. I edged you and flogged you again.
Just as the intensity was getting to be too much I left off and brought you to your knees. I then undressed and took my cock out, rubbing it gently with my hand. I took the tip of it and brought it close to your mouth, I asked if you were ready to take it and you said “yessss”, a longing, long “yes”, so I inserted the tip into your eager mouth. And it felt amazing, any time my cock is in your body it induces a background hum of pleasure which feels so damn good, it’s not a crescendo or like the breaking of a wave, it’s just a warm glow which is there and feels so nice.
You sucked me off for a while, I got deep into your mouth and into your throat. I pulled out so you could breathe, and then stuck my dick back in again, enjoying the welcoming wetness of your tongue. I instructed you to keep your hands behind your back, you never touch my cock with your hands, only with your holes.
When really hard I picked you up and wrapped your legs around my body and carried you to the wall. As you felt the firmness of the wall behind you and the solidity of my big, manly, body pressing into you I rested the tip of my cock against your pussy and locked eyes with you. As we looked into each other’s eyes we started to melt together, feeling so intertwined, like some tangled stems of roses, I the thorns, you the flowers.
I fucked you there, up against the wall, slow at first and then fast and hard. It was an amazing moment to hypno fuck you for the first time. Then I started to count you towards an orgasm so all that pent up energy from the edging could be released, you needed it, yearned for it, you moaned and groaned for it and when I finally ordered you to cum you exploded into ecstasy. I kept the intensity on, hitting you with wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure. I let it cool a bit, still pumping you against the wall, then I ramped it up again and made you cum again, hard and long, a big, mind bending, orgasm which rocked your world. After that I stopped thrusting and just held you there, impaled on my cock against the wall, looking deep into my eyes, hypnotised, controlled, owned.
I lifted you down and forced you to the floor. I put one hand on the back of your head and pushed your cheek into the wooden floor. I twisted your arms up behind your back and held your wrists tightly and I fucked you in the ass. There was a little resistance to my cock at first and quickly it was easily sliding in and out of your tight little hole. I told you to look at yourself, a whore, owned, collared, leashed, face pressed into the floor, drooling onto the wood, arms held tight, being assfucked, and being forced to cum at my command. I commanded you to cum, hard, a big, shattering orgasm ripping through you.
I walked round in front of you and pulled you up to your knees by your leash. Then I rubbed my cock and got ready to cum in your mouth. I made it so my cum tasted delicious to you as big globs of it spurted onto your waiting, eager, tongue. I held your hair to make sure you got it all and swallowed it. As you did you found that it was like a drug, having my cum inside you makes you feel special, chosen, owned, warm, safe and delighted. It results in you having an afterglow which lasts for a whole day which makes you feel bubbly and soothed the whole time.
Carrying you to the sofa I wrap you in my arms and in a large blanket and I hold you there and we lie together. I kiss you, you’re a mess, both physically from being used and psychologically, your non-verbal, your breathing is rapid, you’re still deep in a trance and helpless to my words. I use my words to soothe you, caress you, warm you, wrap you up tight in delight and a rich, enduring, peace. I bring you smoothly out of the trance allowing you to keep hold of a little piece of it you can take to bed with you so you can have a wonderful, warm, refreshing night of sleep.
We talked a little about where to go next with this, the world is all open to us, it is all gates, all opportunities. By walking we make the road, and glancing behind us we see the path that never will be trod again. My sweet companion in wandering through the broad, rolling, fields of the mind, there is no road, only wind trails upon the sea.
(With apologies to Antonio Machado for butchering his nice quote haha)
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