Hypno Stories Novels & Stories

Edward said. “There is no such thing as talking skeletons,” I repeated. Edward had me continue repeating the mantra while he turned on a metronome. The slow ticking of the metronome lulled me into a somewhat dazed state. Next, he described images to me; peaceful scenery, like the ocean at sunset, or a field of flowers, to help me relax. I started to breathe deeply and felt my heart rate slow down, and soon I was completely susceptible to Edward’s hypnosis…

My muscles move without permission, as if responding to signals from his brain instead of my own. The words leave my tongue even as my mind remains entirely free of thought. I speak for half an hour, the story pouring from my lips while I remain trapped in some sort of hypnotic daze. When it’s all over a small pile of pearls has accumulated in our laps. I feel wrung out and used, drained of my secrets but far from unburdened.

Birdy nodded in agreement, "It is time for the ghost stories to begin and be spread. Stories of a pack of wolves that live nowhere but everywhere, who rescue the weak, broken, and unchampioned, taking those they rescue away with them and disappearing with no clues to who they are or where they came from." ​Three gods and one vampire nodded in agreement. "Let the fun begin. Go lay the groundwork to make the stories true when our wolves awake," Hyperion ordered. ​Cronos snickered, "This is going to be so much fun. I am glad Gaia is letting me loose to help lend credence to the stories." ​"What good are the stories without those needed to make them come true?" Bob wondered out loud.

Immediately I became suspicious. The room had been lit with thousands of candles, clearly at Hypnos’ request, chasing away the ominous shadows which had overwhelmed the room. Icelus stood with his back toward us, his shoulders bent slightly in a defeated pose as if he had been chastised like a child – I actually felt bad for a second. He didn’t even glance our way when Lyssia and Warrick came to stand beside us as Hypnos lowered himself into the high-backed silver chair which stood in the centre of the room, the candle light glinting off of it in a mystical way. “Now, let us sort this out once and for all.” Hypnos started, leaning forward in the chair to glare us into submission. “I have hea

I used a spell that I call [Hypnosis slumber] it will knock out the target and place them in sleep, when they wake up they will think that I have spent the day in a restaurant and went on a stroll in the shop district. I can do it on them only for a maximum of five hours or else they might lose their minds and remain in a permanent sleep forever… something they don’t deserve… even though they are keeping an eye on me which is really troublesome and annoying for me, they are merely doing their jobs for living… But I have to knock them out and aggress their minds for me to train my abilities in secret without anyone knowing about what I am capable of… This situation is temporary… I am planning

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After the doctor injected the tranquilizer, Serena slipped back into unconsciousness. Nathan looked over at Blair, full of confusion, "What happened to Madam?" Blair relights a cigarette with an anxious frown, "Do you know about hypnosis?" Nathan doesn't say anything, of course he knows about this one, the top international hypnotist, it is said that he can directly hypnotize a person's memory.

“Now what are we to do with her?” “Anything, my dear Clara.” replied Narissa. “Anything at all. We can bring different men to fuck her everyday until her pussy shies away from cocks.” “Good idea.” “I know, right, Loretta?” “Or we could turn your into our very own Onlyfans star. Make money from videos and pictures we sell of you.” “N-no, please.” “What do you say, Renee?” Narissa asked the woman who had been sitting on the bed the whole while. “What makes her so special that our husbands want to die because of her?”

I saw her follow it quickly. “He won’t find out unless you tell him. Are you going to tell him? ” It’s obvious that she can’t take her eyes off my cock. She slowly shook her head, and that’s when I knew I already had her for tonight. “Come and kneel. Suck my cock and show me how great you are at sucking someone's cock.” What I said is like a hypnotization to her because she instantly followed me. She kneeled in front of me. With her shaking hand, she slowly pulls off my boxer shorts, making my cock slap her cheeks.

Build it again. We cycled through settings, my instructions growing more frantic— 'Six, throb deep, grind in circles'; 'Seven, escalate while pumping fast, thumb my clit base-only'; 'Eight, erratic bursts, alternate clit and G-spot.' Each phase edged me mercilessly, orgasms bubbling to the surface only to be snatched away. Jax sweated too, muscles straining, cock purple and leaking, his torment mirroring mine as I forbade his touch. 'No jerking yourself— watch me suffer, know you're making it happen.'