Hypnosis Stories Novels & Stories

Me: "But you're also limited in your thinking." He suddenly burst out laughing, which I found irritating. Him: "Right, so you'll doubt everything, you'll be unsatisfied you know." After hitting the record button, I opened the book to find him watching my every move intently. Hypnotist: "She's been in contact with aliens, and hypnosis is for that." Me: "It would be endless." Me: "Suspicious of what?" Me: "Why?"

A hermit who is able to create illusions, who can trick people by the impossible, temporary but enough real scenarios. That lady was also not real, and you know what? I had a dream of becoming a hermit in my younger days. I was also interested in the search for knowledge and peace in myself, sometimes to trick people and sometimes to help them. But unfortunately and yet I am enjoying this job of being a narrator. I have seen many things, many changes throughout the million years of my existence and see where I'm sitting now, in a small cafe all alone sipping the wine from this huge glass. Telling you an epic, maybe a myth but with facts. Who could imagine that the most powerful being is actu

the first man answered walking away, "How about you? I said gripping him the his shirt "No sir" he replied like someone who had seen a ghost "How about the injured patient that was brought here a while ago by a red ambulance, any ideas on where he was taken? I continued asking still holding his shirt "Hmm, he was taken to the central hospital, it just few blocks from here" he replied releasing himself off my grip, then ran away, I quickly ran to the central hospital there I found Linx, he was in the blood storage room consuming blood as he pleased, he had even killed two nurses with the aim of sucking their bloods

Catherine asked. Chester stared at her with a complicated look in his eyes. “Top psychologists have heard of that hypnotic skill before. It’s a forbidden skill that has been banned in Country Y for more than 100 years. So far, there is no news of recovery cases after being hypnotized. However, I’ve already requested the psychologists in Country Y to investigate the related historical documents. Let’s hope they can find a clue from there.” “Okay.” Catherine sighed. It was better than having no hope at all.

My hips ground against his hands shamelessly as if my body was begging for a release. He bit into my ear, making my whole body quiver. “You come when I say you come, not before.” Tears gathered at my lashes as he pushed me higher, fingers pumping into me until my climax was just on the edge. I was seconds away when he pulled out of my completely, leaving me gasping, knees threatening to give out. The bastard smirked down at me. I whimpered, humiliated but needy. Then I heard it, the sounds of heels clicking on the pavement. A woman’s voice filled the air, laughter carrying in the air. Adrian’s eyes glinted with something wicked. His hand slid back between my thighs, fingers thrusting into me

No, not just a stranger; a vampire who could kill me at any moment. My mind searched my memory bank for all I’d seen in movies, read in books, and listened in conversation about vampires. Had he put me under his spell or something? If I recalled correctly, they were able to hypnotize their victims with their eyes. Is that what happened? No, it couldn’t have been. If he’d hypnotized me to act the slut, then he wouldn’t have stopped me like he had.

He made me look like a cheap woman who was begging him to get me pregnant. “Sorry, but I'm not ready to do it yet. Until this phobia is gone, then I won't be able to touch you." "No, no, no! You sure can. We can use hypnotherapy to cure you. So please, get me pregnant.” “Sorry, but I'm not ready to do it yet. You better go home and clear your mind at home. I have a meeting with my client. See you at home."

“Alternatives? What do you mean?” Dr. Jha tapped her pen on the folder before looking at me. “I was digging around last month in some new medical journals. I’ve known for years there has been voodoo and dismissal against hypnotherapy. However, to be able to drop oneself into a subconscious state without being asleep may unlock certain memories, especially when your subconscious is already trying to push them forward.” I grimaced. “Hypnotherapy? Really? Like swinging the watch in front of your face and you fall asleep kind? That’s ridiculous.”

“Does writing those scenes excite you, Freya Laurent? Did your body respond while you imagined me fucking you in this very office?” The crude word from his mouth sent a jolt straight between my legs. I pressed my thighs together, but the ache only deepened, a slow liquid throb. “Yes,” I voiced before I could stop myself. Shame and arousal tangled so tightly I couldn’t tell them apart. Dr Brandy’s lips curved, just a little. “Good. Honesty is the first rule.” He circled behind his desk and sat, pointing to the chair opposite him. “Sit. Open the document on your laptop. The journal entry. Read the first three paragraphs aloud and slowly.”

She brought both breasts back to my penis and wet them again, and brought them back to my mouth. The next moment, she straddled me again, and checked my bondage's for tightness. I could definitely not move my hands or my legs. "Do you know what I read recently?" "No, what?" "I read a story that you posted online. It was called 'I want you to feed me'." I stared blankly,I'd forgotten that she read my sex stories online, sometimes, especially this one. "Uhhh yes well..." "Do you remember writing the story, do you remember what it was about?" As she questioned me, she was humping her open pûssy over the head and shaft of my cock.