Hypnosis Roleplay Novels & Stories

The hidden earpiece he put in my ear played his voice on, reinforcing the mantra. At home, the real reprogramming intensified. He strapped me to the bed for hypnosis sessions. “Look at the spiral, Elena. Deeper. Your old self is fading. You are my puppet. Your thoughts are mine.” His voice guided me under while he fucked me slowly, pumping load after load into my pussy and making me hold it in. “Swallow every drop, sister. Constant cum-feeding rewires you.”

"Because someone's trying to silence me. And I'm not going to be helpless anymore." She didn't flinch. "Then yes. You may do so. But cautiously. Hypnosis works best when the subject is already in a compromised state—physically, emotionally. And be thoughtful about the words you use. If you press too hard, the mind will back away. If you hesitate… they'll fight it." "What if it fails?" "They may turn violent. Or their head will break. Or worse… the magic can bind you instead." I swallowed. "But," she continued, putting a hand on mine, "you're prepared. I can feel it. You simply need to trust in your own strength."

Fuck, she was a vision—curves begging to be grabbed, lips painted red like they were made for wrapping around my shaft. "Good to see you again, Melinda," I said, leaning back, my voice calm but my thoughts filthy. In my head, I was already stripping her, imagining those tits bouncing as she rode me. "How have you been since our last chat? Any more of those dreams?" She blushed, fiddling with her necklace, her hazel eyes flicking to mine. "Dr. Jay, I've been... restless. That hypnosis you did—it stirred things up. I keep thinking about what we talked about, the surrender. It's like my body's not my own anymore."

“He’s been mildly hypnotized.” “Hypnotized?” Fabian froze. “It doesn’t look that way! He looks pretty scared right now. He’s even frowning, thinking if he should call for another card! He looks nothing like a hypnotized man! “Hypnotized people should act like walking bodies. Am I wrong?” Naturally, Fabian knew how hypnosis worked because of his vast experiences. The sight in front of him did not appear that way either. It would be easier if the hypnotized person were asked to speak their mind, but it would be near impossible for them to remain conscious while being controlled in the middle of a game!

It felt like they had been teleported to an endless domain of eternal darkness. They lost total control of their body. Their limbs were stiff and their mouths could not form any sort of speech. Freedy sneered in satisfaction when he saw that they had fallen into his spell as they began to sink into a deep slumber. "Listen to my command and kneel!" He ordered them in a hypnotic state. Crash! Crash! Hilda, Gasper and Nuella pitched forward and fell to the floor in a kneeling position as their bodies followed his orders unconsciously.

"What's worse is we don't know when the magic was cast. It could be possible that the magic was cast long before they joined the grand duchy." "Is that possible?" I asked, as the very idea shocked me. Maverick nodded his head. "It's possible to cast a kind of hypnosis on someone to act in a certain way when they are exposed to a certain trigger. It takes an incredible amount of skill and magic, however, to pull something like that off. Also, they must be very specific about the trigger, or else it will not work." "If the trigger is too vague or common, it either won't work or won't work properly," Jason added.

Dana smiled “I am explaining, just in case.” The hypnosis was straight forward. Kim followed Dana’s instructions and started to relax, her facial expression relaxed with a vacant look in her eyes, her eyelids fluttered. “Kim, we are going to visit the 3-year-old Kim, can you see her? She is happy…” Dana paused to see if Kim would pick up the thread. “Yes. She is playing with Daddy with her blocks. Daddy is terrible at building planes.” Kim’s face had a happy smile. She talked about her happy times, Mummy feeding her, Daddy and mummy playing with her. As she progressed with her experience, her expression became scared.

“Sure. Mahima, we can speak tomorrow.” He got up and left the room, closing the door behind himself for privacy. Professor Mozart watched him leave and began to give her an examination. Mahima was being a decent patient with him. “Mahima, listen to my voice.” Professor Mozart started to use hypnosis on her. He worked to put her under so he could get her to do his bidding. Mahima fell into a deep sleep after he was done. “When you wake up, you won’t remember meeting me. You’ll become the boss from hell. You’ll push Akaisha to the point of wanting to quit.”

“I could smell blood. People around me were injured. I was wounded. I have the most severe injury on my face. I didn’t receive the treatment on time. It left a deep scar…” As he spoke, Adina clenched her fists. She felt many things as she stared at Terry. “Continue.” Pete urged. Terry looked up. “Addy, please leave the room for a while.” What he was about to recall from his memory was a hundred times more brutal than the beginning. He was unsure if Adina could handle it. Pete turned around. “He’s right. Hypnosis is best done without the presence of a third person. Adina, you can wait outside.”

I jerked into a sitting position and mumbled, "Let's see how it is going." Cupping my hands around her cheeks, I hold her head in place, "Look into my eyes." Her eyes slid to mine and I stared deep within them. Taking a deep breath, I channeled my hypnotizing powers, and commanded her, "Get up and sprint around the lawn doing 10 laps." I waited for her pupils to dilate, her shoulders to slouch, her body to stand and follow my command. A whole minute passed and nothing happened. I felt so elevated that I couldn't stop grinning, "There you go."