Fanfiction Hypnosis Novels & Stories

and then after that, he slides it down my cleavage. He sucked his thumb, and pressed my nipple again.. "W-What…" "I'm your guest, after all." Shit. His other hand traveled again inside my cunt. He ripped my panties! FUCK! Gently, he pushed his finger inside. He played it as if I was a guitar, and he was playing too well. "I’m sorry if I offended you last time," he said. "You know I can't respond as myself because I'm under your hypnosis by doing this, right?"

They were in a conversation, but I couldn’t hear them. I wondered if these demons were powerful. I couldn’t feel their auras. They seemed less powerful than Alastor. But how did the male demon break the shield in this territory? Something Alastor and I couldn’t accomplish. My body jerked up when Blade and the female disappeared, and I was left alone with the male. A wicked grin curled on my lips as the thought of enchanting him crossed my mind. If there was anything I was good at, it was hypnotism. That was what I’d been using all these years to survive without having to work too much. I started with hypnotizing Fabian and then Blade, and then, every year, my hypnotizing power grew stronger.

Things like hypnosis and blowjob training, almost like they were trying to empty their minds into vapid nothingness, creating a void that could only be filled with pure carnal lust and hedonism. I watched hypnosis videos with a spinning spiral and everything, with flashes of large, erect cocks of all shapes and colors. It started as an odd fascination, and with wanting to learn the ins and outs of why the kink turned people on, but it quickly became a Pandora’s box of exploration, as I found myself craving more and watching the videos in their entirety for my own arousal and enjoyment.

I dipped one finger in, slow, circling my entrance, gathering the wetness. Steve’s tongue, God, his tongue. Flat and relentless, lapping from bottom to top, flicking my clit until my hips bucked. I mimicked it now, sliding my finger up to that sensitive nub, rubbing in slow, firm circles. Pleasure sparked, low and building, my breath hitching. Josh entered the fantasy then. Tall, scarred, his big hands cupping my breasts, thumbs rolling my nipples until they peaked hard. I used my free hand to push my blouse open, bra unclasped with a quick flick.

It wasn’t that I cared all about the sex, you know what, scratch that, I cared all about the good sex I wasn't having. “Are you serious?” Helen asked in disbelief. "But you said he always ate you out.” “He does, but that doesn’t mean he’s good at it.” I rubbed a hand over my face. “I have to fake an orgasm just to get him to stop because it’s so bad.” Lauren and Helen looked at me with pity. This is why I hated over sharing, I prayed the ground to open up and swallow me. “Have you told him about it? Have you guys had a talk about his deficiency?" Helen asked. I couldn't tell if she was mocking or pitying me at this point.

His hands undressed me with a quiet kind of urgency, as he plunges his dick into my pussy. . How he murmured my name like it tasted sweet on his tongue. I wrote it all. Every detail. Every filthy, twisted thought. And when I finished, I slammed the journal shut and tossed it across the room. What the hell was wrong with me? I was supposed to be healing. I was supposed to be stronger than this. Seven days without giving in and the first thing I do is fantasize about the one man I’m not allowed to? I sat up in bed, hands clenched in my sheets, throat tight.

Maybe I’d die too. Harper and Quarinah weapons met in a flash as sparks flew and their weapons moved at crazy speeds. The blows terrified me with their power as they were often pushed back by each others power. Just as it started to look like Harper was getting the upper hand she had come down hard on her pushing her to the ground. As she raised her sword up preparing to strike with all her might Quarinah suddenly sat up stabbing Harper in the leg. The blade is poisoned she laughed. As Harper fell back suddenly two other soldiers rushed over fighting and driving the captain back.

She could sense his mind, and as she started to heighten her focus on him, she could feel him being susceptible to her suggestions. He stopped walking and was now standing still, looking at her. She was like a lion looking at its prey. She couldn't lose her focus for nothing, or that bond would be broke, and she wouldn't know what to do. She thought that she wanted him to come closer. And at that same moment, the wolf started to move his paws again, continuing the path he was on before. Selena could not believe it. She was making that. He was obeying her orders. So she did have hypnosis as one of her powers. And that felt incredible.

Her pussy glistened with arousal, lips puffy and twitching, clit already begging. She whimpered. Then something touched her. A warm enchanted tendril ran along the folds of her cunt. Not rough nor gentle but curious. “So wet already,” he murmured. “You’re aching to be used. Do you fantasize about being forced, little acolyte? Being taken on the altar while your sisters pray above?” “Stop it—gods, stop—” Another tendril flicked her clit. She jerked violently. Her mouth opened in a moan before she could stop it.

’ I inquired, eager to put this plan into action. [Something powerful and attention-grabbing. It must be convincing enough to momentarily divert Dorian's focus.] My inner strength's guidance fueled my determination, and I began to shape a vivid hypnotic distraction in my mind—a breathtaking display of vibrant light and celestial beauty that would surely intrigue and captivate Dorian. [Now, Seraphine, unleash the hypnotic distraction with all your might. Make it vivid and enticing.] With my inner power's guidance, I focused my energy and sent forth the hypnotic distraction—a dazzling spectacle that radiated an irresistible allure. It danced and shimmered in the air, a beacon of mesmerizing li