Hypnosis Roleplay Novels & Stories

If she played her good obedient role well, perhaps Alvar would let his guard down and she would be able to use his weakness, whatever it might be, against him. “You can do this, Magda,” she told her reflection as she took a deep breath. It was role play. Role play like she did when she worked in the parlor. She had done fetish and role play before and this was no different. Instead of working for tuition, she was working for her freedom. She nodded at herself confidently and then made her way back to the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed to wait.

Time was ticking, and somehow I felt that figuring out the source of these visions might help figure out how to stop something horrible before it happened. “Alright,” Dr. Rhodes said with a sigh. “Do you have a comfortable place to lie down? And can you dim the lights?” “Yes.” I dimmed the lights, leaving only my bedside table lamp on, and then quickly laid down on my bed. “I’m ready.” For the next twenty minutes, Dr. Rhodes slowly guided me into a state of hypnosis. I pushed my mind to open up to the idea, but for a long time nothing happened, just like the last time that we tried. In fact, I was about to call it quits again when I suddenly felt a change inside of me.

“But your work—” “My work is dedicated to helping people who want to remember. Who are ready to face it and work through it,” she said. “Not forcing trauma to the forefront before they are ready.” She looked at me. “You endangered your life with this. You understand that. I’m not going to lecture you, but I’m going to tell you that hypnosis, especially self-hypnosis, is a mixed bag of tricks. Like dream analysis.” I drew back, a bit crestfallen. “Really?”

“I remember I was chucked in the pool in Magaluf, I nearly…” “Drowned? You weren’t and you didn’t. We gave you that story. You’ve been coming here every month for the last twenty years. You don’t know you do it; it’s an impulse we’ve programmed in you. Every time you’re here we hypnotise you into believing you’ve done these things; refresh the images we want you to remember. Then we wipe the visit so that when you get home its as if you’ve never left. Otherwise you might do something extremely regrettable.” My mind was reeling; this was kidnapping, mind control, mad…definitely illegal.

His breathing was uneven, and his eyes were fixed on a single point beyond the ceiling, purposely avoiding Aria's gaze. Across from him were Dr. Jason, Aria, and Dr. Anthony, a renowned psychiatrist who is a master of hypnosis. After his talk with Aria, Kayden called his friend, Dr. Jason, and told him he wanted someone to conduct hypnosis on him. Dr. Jason recommended Dr. Anthony; he had responded immediately. Despite his busy schedule, knowing the person involved, Dr. Anthony had arrived promptly and had gotten to work. “Promise me that no matter what happens, you won’t stop the process until the very end,” Kayden told Dr. Anthony.

After remembering for the eighth time that I am the real heiress to the wealthy Fletcher family, my brothers are about to hypnotize me again for the ninth time. My three older brothers, Dustin, Dominic, and Derek Fletcher, make me draw lots to decide the role that I'm going to have to assume after I'm hypnotized. The three lots are labeled "fake heiress", "the maid's daughter", and "the impoverished student the family is sponsoring". "Draw one." I don't move a muscle. Dustin's face turns grim first. "If you still want to continue living in the Fletcher household, Autumn, then stop trying to steal Daphne's identity away from her!" Dominic frowns and says impatiently, "Can't you be more

] I understood that my emotions were the key to breaking Dorian's control, and I had to make them stronger than his willpower. ‘You're right. I won't back down.’ With unwavering resolve, I channeled all my love and determination into the hypnotic distraction. It pulsed with newfound intensity, a radiant force aimed directly at Dorian. [Now, Seraphine, direct it toward Dorian. Make him see the truth.] Following my inner power's guidance, I concentrated all my strength on targeting Dorian's consciousness. The hypnotic distraction shimmered with a brilliant light, a beacon of truth amidst the illusion.

The good news was that he did find a condition similar to that of Sienna’s. But the bad news was that the word that was written there made Dr. Watte feel a chill in his heart. ‘Incurable.’ This kind of psychedelic hypnosis would cause a person to fall asleep and experience the most painful moments of their life over and over again in the dream world. The weaker a person’s willpower was, the weaker the effect. On the contrary, those with strong willpower would be affected a hundred thousand times more! And Sienna belonged to the latter!

"A long time ago... when I was a child." Dr. Parker nodded, seemingly satisfied with the answer, and gently set down his pen. His gaze returned to Dean, his tone still soft and reassuring. "Alright, that’s all for my questions. Mr. Harrison, I believe the memories you've lost are not all of them, but rather certain specific ones. Now, let’s begin the hypnosis session. Please lie back, find a comfortable position, and close your eyes. Don’t think about anything else—just focus on relaxing."

Aurora bit her lip, a storm of emotions churning within her before forcing herself to calm down. Soon, they arrived at another villa owned by Keegan. After they got Jaylene into the villa and into a room, another car arrived at the villa's entrance. A mixed-race man, slightly older than Keegan, with a friendly and refined demeanor, got out. Keegan introduced him as York Cooper, a renowned hypnotist. Keegan spoke with York in a universally recognized language before sending the others out of the room. Stella protested, but Keegan explained, "Hypnosis requires a quiet environment, and you're still dealing with morning sickness. What if you start vomiting at a critical moment?"