Hypnosis Feminine Novels & Stories

Her voice becomes softer and softer as another voice becomes more clear. “Luna Regent Iokaste Mason, I command you to come back to your body. By the will of the Moon Goddess, Selene, and Goddess of Witchcraft, Hecate, return to your form in good mind, good health, and good spirit,” I can hear Lady Camille drawing me back to where she is. I feel myself floating in the familiar emptiness of hypnosis before I open my eyes. “Iokaste, my child, are you alright? Where did you go?”

That wasn’t how it worked. Number 3’s situation was another good point to look at. When she resolved herself to never give up any information, Mane used Words of Power to get the words out of her mouth. How was that possible? After all, Words of Power could physically force her to open her mouth, but it couldn’t bring the words out of it. What Mane did was simple really. He used Words of Power to bring up mists and illusions that clouded Number 3’s judgement, and then he was able to successfully hypnotize her. He studied Hypnosis from his 3rd Master – the Spiritualist. And he was pretty good at it. It was just that Number 3’s mind was firm so Mane had to use mists and illusions to disorient

She licked the below my shaft, the sensitive side and I clenched my fist through my bond. I closed my eyes. “Never take your eyes off me,” She firmly commanded. I opened them immediately. I began to understand that her eyes were the major part of how she held me under her sensual hypnosis. She took me all inside her throat and my eyes threatened to shut in pleasure. I was vibrating. She removed me from her mouth. “You are moving, Issa” She whispered. “Keep still,” She commanded. Why was she so commanding? I thought through my haziness. Where did the boldness come from? And most importantly, why was I under spell? Why was I obeying?

Ma'am Safira let out a sigh. “He underwent hypnosis by Oriana,” replied Ma'am Safira… to Xania's surprise. She seemed dumbfounded to hear that, when suddenly tears welled up in her eyes. “What?” she cried. “Xania, I hope you understand that we did that—” “You mean…” Xania groaned. “…does that mean he doesn't know me anymore?” “That’s right,” Ma'am Safira replied. “He underwent hypnosis and Oriana made him and his Aunt forget you because they found out that you are the 3-tailed beast—”

Then she held Kira’s face again and she made sure to lock her eyes with hers first before she began her hypnosis. “You’re injured but you’re stronger than this and you will be able to endure the hurt. You will feel sleepy now and fall into a deep sleep so your body can heal and the wounds will be almost gone before you are awake” she said, manipulating Kira’s mind to help her live through the pains Alpha Baron had inflicted on her and when she was done, she let Kira go and she yawned. I held my breath in suspense, waiting to hear what Kira would say to us.

They should not have to desire to have sex with another being but must also partake in pleasure for the mystical flower to mature. The Crystal Lotus suppressed sexual desires and charm, eating all sexual desires from the target. It was like a portable bank to cultivate a purer sexual charm that could be activated on demand. Wanda’s clients who were in dire need of this strange flower came from various backgrounds. There were incubi and succubi, monks and nuns, and minor deities who specialised in sex. The list went on and on as they wanted to blend in with human society.

I whisper into the empty space, obeying his command instantly as the cold air of the penthouse presses hungrily against my bare arms, my leaking nipples, and my throbbing clitoris. Sincerely, I believe the sheer anticipation alone is enough to make me wet. "Look to your right. Put on the hosiery." My heart rate peaks violently, a heavy pulse drumming in my ears as I lower myself toward the console table. As expected, a brand-new pair of crimson lace hosiery is waiting for me, but that isn't all. Resting beside the silk fabric is a terrifying array of weighted nipple and clitoris clamps, a heavy steel butt plug, and a midnight-black satin scarf. I slide the crimson hosiery up my thick thighs,

] [The plot twist is outrageous! [Does that mean the harassment accusation…] I looked at Fiona and slowly walked toward her. She backed away until she hit the table. “Ms. Lambert, you said I had ill intentions against you and attempted to harass you. May I ask how exactly did I, as a biological woman, harass you the way you described before? “You claimed that I touched your thigh and stared at you like a creep.” I unbuttoned the top two buttons of my shirt, revealing the white chest binder underneath.