The Client From Hell Has a taste of Erotic Hypnosis Heaven
There is still a whole lot more to this tale of a young man that came to me for hypnosis. The previous installation can be found here. http://www.queencleopatra.co.uk/hypnosex/more-on-the-client-from-hell-and-erotic-hypnosis.htm
I sat still, and stunned, digesting the revelation. I was also digesting the fact that this young man had just spent a fortune to learn the hard way one of the first things any one that does research into hypnosis should know: You cannot hypnotise anyone into doing something against their will.
I wondered what had “happened” to all my suggestions then? To all the work put into hypnotising him. He just had to be mentally shattered to have subjected himself to that.
I guess he was wondering also. He propped himself up on one elbow, resting his chin in his hands as we chatted about his feelings and what he’d felt. I told him he’d missed a golden opportunity for three hours of enjoying something in hypnosis he could relate to.
“So, does all this mean I’m hypnotised,” he asked with the innocence of a three year old.
There was only one way to show him. With the cold calculation of a hypno bitch, I started to mumble a question that had him confused before snapping my fingers and saying “Sleep,”
His eyes rolled back in his head and his mouth, which had been opened as he was about to reply went slack and shut.
I ran my fingers through his wavy hair. He looked so peaceful. This young man could have had such an amazing experience. In three hours I could have drained his testicles of every drop of cum and make him forget how it came to pass. I could have paralysed him with hypnotic chains then teased his cock until I put him back to sleep again. So many delightful ways to tease a subject. So little time in this case.
I focused on arousal for the remainder of the session but he never got to climax. I sensed more resistance when he reached the peak of his arousal. Valuable time I could have spent working on lowering his inhibitions and cranking up the levels of his arousal was gone. I had another client to prepare for. I woke him up and he admitted that he’d found the last thirty minutes extremely enjoyable. The regret was plain on his face as he realised how close he’d come to a seriously good sexual experience.
I snapped my fingers for him once more so he could realise that the first time this knocked him out had not been a fluke. Then I woke him up for the final time and soon it was time for him to leave. I remember him turning back to face me on the door step, blinking in the day light and asking,
“Are you sure no one’s going to find out about this?” Despite everything I had done to accommodate his paranoia, he still needed convincing.
And with the final reassurance, which at that point I was too exhausted to care whether he believed or not, he sloped away, his swinging arm gripping the unopened bag …
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