Hypnosis Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

His breath. My pulse climbing. My body remembered last night far too clearly. Maybe the cabinet was too small. Maybe the air was too thin. But both of us were breathing too fast. Another loud bang. I thought the monster NPC had found us. Every muscle in my body locked tight. But instead of chainsaw noise, a dramatic, overly sweet female voice floated in. “What if they find us?”

Why did that bother him? Isn’t that what he was supposed to want? Wasn’t that why he was here? But he missed the burning glances. The flirtatious banter. The accidental touches. That slow build up of lust until you hit the combustion point. That was his ultimate fantasy these days. “Far as fantasies go, I have one of being fucked at the same time by identical twins. Looking over my shoulder and seeing the face of the man taking my ass is the same face as the man that’s in front of me fucking my pussy.”

And no amount of playful teasing or literary verbal sparring could excuse the undeniable portent of those stirrings beginning to echo primal battle hymns and lusty war drums through every thundering pore and firing synapse. A precursor ionization peeling free of long banked layers now, as if sensing external catalytic forces lacing closer with each forbidden slipstream. One fraught question alone remained - how much willpower could I have to ask him to be my fake boyfriend?

From Sarah, who'd been a stage hypnotist, I learned hypnosis techniques. "The mind is more fragile than people think," Sarah told me during our sessions. "Break the right mental barriers, and you can make anyone do anything." After staying in the mental hospital so long, I sometimes wondered if I'd really become mentally ill. The line between sanity and madness had blurred. But touching Alice's ashes around my neck, I regained my clarity. The small pendant was my anchor to reality, to my purpose. During the three years, Marcus tried to visit many times. I could see him through the reinforced windows, pacing in the visiting room.

"I promise to try." "I'm Tyson's girlfriend." I said. "OH MY GOD!!" Charlotte screamed. "Charlie!" My voice rose. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry...." She clapped both hands over her mouth, eyes wide, her breathing loudly, her chest rising. "What? How? Why?" She removed her hands from her mouth. "I'm his Fake Girlfriend." I said slowly. "To make Skylar jealous so she comes back to him. I show up to his games, his parties, we look convincing, she gets jealous, she comes back, it ends."

The day she decided to transfer her power as the CEO of her company to her husband. Chloe nervously bit the tip of her index finger as she frantically searched the internet for an explanation. After several hours of browsing, Chloe came to realize that hypnosis and hallucination could never be as deep as she felt it. "Second Chances do exist!" She mumbled severally as she continued to bite her fingertip until she cut herself. "Ouch…" She exclaimed, seeing the tiny blood form on her finger. "George! Jamie! You f*cking assholes are going to pay for this!" She cursed underneath her breath.

Ronan’s tongue slapped mine down, weaving in and out of my lips before he tore himself away, almond-shaped eyes filling with lust. “No! I can't do this…ny mate—” He growled, trying to scramble away from me before groaning when my fingers hooked on his thick erect cock and I held him captive. “Your mate doesn’t have to know, Yoru Grace…neither does mine. You're only helping me feel loved tonight, Ro…that’s really all there is to it,” I rambled, scared of losing the thread I had weaved for so long and fmstirrinf my powers inside me when each of my hypnosis attempts failed.

Slowly I brushed her full lips with mine, the very ones I longed for from day one; there was no innocence or tease in my actions, but fiery unleashed ardent passion. And the one thing that was driving me crazy was that she had no intention of freeing herself from my hypnosis, but kept coming closer until there was no air or space left, only a consuming craving for her.

Jake said, responding to Julia, "well, after I hypnotised Ryan, I must've accidentally exposed him to the forces of darkness. They sensed the book's magic in him and now he's being used like a conduit. " "A what now? " came Matt. "I think I've heard that before, " Julia cut in, "he's like the Annabelle doll in Annabelle !" She referenced the infamous doll which acted as a beacon to call upon the forces of evil-a conduit- as Julia explained. "Except now, it's not a doll but my hypnotised brother." "Well, if he's still under your hypnosis spell, " Julia added, "he'll eventually come back. " "And don't forget the beacon thing!"

Suddenly, the image of us both naked under the mercy of a shower zoom into my head and blind my vision. I imagined him grabbing my bust and applying some rough massage on them. I see him bringing his mouth closer to my napes, he planted a light kiss and I shrieked under his hold, he was over my shoulder. I saw him sucking on my napes while his finger continue it assaults on my sensitive spot and I jerk fro and to in pleasure but his grips on me was strong. I imagined the whole enjoyment in the whole of my head. When I will raise my gaze up he was already all over me his hands wrapped over my chest. Then it dawned on me that he was trying to hypnotize me, he was getting into my head, into my