Hypnosis Roleplay Novels & Stories

' she thought after shaking her head. She then activated her Hypnosis. Looking directly at the man's eyes, she said, "Mr. Miller, I'm sorry but I'm not free. In fact, I will never have time for a meal with you. But I'm sure you won't mind, right? You also won't mind not having dinner or lunch with any other girl for a year, right? Oh, before I forgot, this means you can't 'do' any girl for a year. I'm sure you're okay with that, right?"

Inside, my mind raced with dirty thoughts, picturing those same lips on my body, worshipping every inch I demanded. I had been doing this for years, twisting therapy sessions into my personal playground, but David felt different, more responsive, like clay ready to be shaped into my perfect plaything. When I reached one, I let a small smile curve my lips, though he couldn't see it. "You're fully hypnotized now, David. My words are your truth. You feel an overwhelming urge to obey me, to please me in every way. And when I snap my fingers, you'll wake up, but my commands will stay buried deep in your mind, ready to surface whenever I say the trigger word. That word is 'submit.' Do you understa

Or big problem, I mentally correct myself as I catch a glance at his extra large cock. "Really?" he turns to me excitedly. "You won't tell anyone I'm gay will you?" he pleads. "Never crossed my mind. Your secret is safe as long as you don't tell anyone about the hypnosis. Do you want to try it?" "Sure, yeah... anything," he sighs. "Okay. Sit down and close your eyes. I'm going to hypnotize you and make it so you can get hard anytime you'd like." Dean does as he's told and I take out the transmitter as soon as his eyes are closed.

Without warning he flipped me over onto all fours on the couch still buried deep inside me. His cock never left my pussy as he positioned me facing the camera with my ass up and my tits hanging down. He gripped my hips tight and gave one hard thrust making me cry out. “Breeding roleplay we teased earlier?” he growled low and rough, still rocking into me slowly and deeply. “It is about to get very real Luna.”

Amidst the confusion of both the commentator and the audience, Taleo took the initiative to explain. "When the conditions of sight and hearing are triggered.." *bang!* "..The subconscious mind of the target I set becomes immobilized.." *bang!* "..through two contradictory pre-programmed commands..." *Bang!* "..No matter how strong one's mind is in resisting my visual hypnosis..." *Bang!* "..No one can escape the grasp of my hypnotic resonance. The more you fight it, the deeper it burrows into your mind.." *Bang!* "..until you succumb, becoming a slave under my mental dominion... I call it the Perfect Mesmera."

Shaun’s handsome face paled. Someone had deleted programs from his brain? He laughed dryly. “This is impossible, Professor Lincoln. I’m not a robot…” Professor Lincoln put on a straight face. “No, as far as I know, Y country has an ancient hypnotic skill that does this. This hypnotic skill can tamper with a person’s feelings and memories. It can even go unnoticed by the person concerned.” Shaun’s brain rumbled. Hypnosis?

Rhea would control everything and possibly threaten Fred if that were the case. "Not yet." Rhea looked troubled. "I understand your concerns, but R20 can only work alongside hypnosis now, which takes time to learn. We must lay the groundwork and give commands to hypnotize someone, especially in the early stages." For example, flicking the wine bottle was a subtle suggestion to Ross, conditioning him to the hypnosis. "Enough!" Fred held up a hand and grew impatient. "Just hearing that gives me a headache. Remember, you must still listen to me, even if you can control many people. Is that clear?"

' I move closer and whisper quietly, just to Misty, "Look into my eyes and feel yourself falling deeper and deeper into them. You can't resist. Your mind is floating farther and farther away while your body becomes more and more my puppet." Her pupils start to dilate like Lisa's. After staring into my eyes for a few more seconds, she lets out a breath I didn't realize she was holding. Then her whole body relaxes. My hand under her chin seems to be the only thing holding her up. I don't know why she would continue acting now that we are off stage. The only other option I can think of is that she's really easy to hypnotize.

He was looking at the envelope like it might bite him. “I did. I told you pain was the only way to snap them out of it.” I see. I was right. Hypnosis. Rabid wolves, turned rogue wolves, all have a mark that proves they were claimed and controlled. These people have nothing. They still seem out of it. Meaning they haven’t snapped out of it entirely.

There was a powerful aura surrounding him, an aura that was both familiar and foreign to Nathan. Ezekiel tossed a contract toward Nathan. “Your wife contacted me two months ago, insisting I perform hypnosis on her.” Seeing Ezekiel’s professional badge, Nathan finally realized this was the globally renowned hypnotist people praised as nearly godlike. But he couldn’t understand—why would Isabella seek hypnosis? As he flipped through the contract Isabella had signed, his werewolf senses picked up a strange energy emanating from the paper. The listed services sent shockwaves through his mind: