I’ve always had a fetish for hypnosis. The feeling or losing control, or gaining it over a person always turned me on. I would listen to mp3s and do chat rooms, but I never had a chance to experience it for real..
I moved to a new area and signed up on a certain fetish site where you can meet people. By sheer coincidence, there was a posting by a woman who asked if anyone was into hypnosis. I checked out her profile. She was a female hypnotist who lived in the area.
At this time I was dating a girl, who was open to threesomes, but we never talked about having some hypnotize me. I didn’t think she’d respond well to it. And this lady was also in a relationship, but an open one it sounded like.
So I wrote a comment in her thread saying I was into it, and behold, she friend requested me. We hit it off immediately, talking about experiences and likes of hypnosis and also other things. She knew I was seeing someone but we didn’t make our convo sexual. I just explained I had an interest in being hypnotized.
Within a week we exchanged numbers, names, and finally a date to meet…at a bar. She was very nice upon meeting. There was no flirtation, but as the night proceeded and the drinks continued–I started feeling something behind her eyes as she smiled at me during our conversations.
And her scent, it was the most intoxicating perfume I ever smelled. I loved being near her and smelling it.
Finally at the last bar we went to, I saw some friends. They were there dancing and stuff and in a drunken stupor, I jokingly referred to my new friend as my Mistress.
We called it a night after that and started heading home. We held onto each other, both intoxicated–smelling her amazing perfume–when we finally reached her place.
‘Do you want to hypnotize me now?’ I asked.
She smiled and said sure, and we went up to her place. Her partner was gone.
She told me to lay me down on the floor and stare at the ceiling. To focus on it. And finally to close my eyes. Now I was really drunk, but I was still ready to keep going. She told me that I introduced her as my Mistress, and should let it happen.
As my eyes closed, she softly kissed all around my lips but not on it. It was like gentle pecks. It drove me crazy. I couldn’t help but want to kiss her. And then I started noticing my hand sliding down the back of her pants as hers went up my shirt. I couldn’t help it. I grabbed her ass and then begin to touch her nipple. She moaned instantly.
I realized what was gonna happen and stopped. Said I should go. She agreed but even as I left she told me how tempting I was to her.
When I got home she texted me and said she’d love to have me as a slave. She sent me to mp3s that were geared toward some of my hypno fetish. I listened and enjoyed them. But as all drunken nights can bring, I felt regret and guilt. Within the next day or two I told my girlfriend. She was mad, but forgiving. I also told the girl we had to stop and she merely replied okay! And then I deleted her number.
It was hot, but in the end my conscience won over. And that is how I almost lost myself to a hypnotist.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7s2jh3/the_time_i_m_almost_lost_my_mind_to_a_hypnotist_f