Hypnotized Stories Novels & Stories

I nibbled the head with my tongue and heard him growl loudly. ‎I felt him jerk and then he came, hot, thick, and down my throat. ‎"Swallow it all, honey," he ordered. ‎And I obeyed, taking every last bit of it. This is exactly what I wanted. To be continued in story 6 ‎**Author's Note" ‎Thanks for reading and supporting my book. I appreciate 💯 I've more steamy stories that would get you turned on. ‎

Suddenly, the image of us both naked under the mercy of a shower zoom into my head and blind my vision. I imagined him grabbing my bust and applying some rough massage on them. I see him bringing his mouth closer to my napes, he planted a light kiss and I shrieked under his hold, he was over my shoulder. I saw him sucking on my napes while his finger continue it assaults on my sensitive spot and I jerk fro and to in pleasure but his grips on me was strong. I imagined the whole enjoyment in the whole of my head. When I will raise my gaze up he was already all over me his hands wrapped over my chest. Then it dawned on me that he was trying to hypnotize me, he was getting into my head, into my

Then, Declan added, "I heard Laura mention hypnosis. It can make a person have feelings for another person invisibly, and it is not controlled by oneself." Deirdre's face turned pale in an instant, and her soft lips trembled. She pressed her teeth tightly, lowered her head to restrain her emotions, and said, "Mr. King, so you mean that Brendan was hypnotized to have feelings for Emily, and he can't even control his feelings for Emily?" "That's right," replied Declan. "The hypnotizer is on the same side as that group of people, so they will naturally attack Brendan. The weakening of Bren's body is a sign of their attack.

"I'm going to put you in a hypnotic state. I want you to count from 1 to 100 and we're going to go back in time, back to when you were thirteen years old..." My subconscious began to drift as I counted, his words wedged deep in me as I allowed my body to relax and my mind to open up... ***

"Get your heads in the game! If I see one more lazy pass, you can all spend the rest of the week running laps until you puke!" Sloane’s voice echoed through the Chicago Storm locker room like a gunshot. She paced the length of the tiled floor, her footsteps heavy and uneven. Every time she shifted her weight, she felt a sharp, lingering ache between her thighs. The memory of the concrete floor and Tatum’s rough fingers flashed through her mind, making her core tighten. She was still sore, her pussy feeling swollen and sensitive from the intensity of their encounter in the tunnel. The physical reminder of Tatum’s dominance was driving her into a frenzy of irritation.

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."

"Sleeping pills enables a person to sleep without thought and will enter into a deep sleep state. With hypnotism, that person will enter a semi-conscious state and through verbal cues, will be guided to perform actions they're unaware of." "Then basically, there really are lawless people who would tempt people and have them seek lawless wealth?" ...... All was quiet in the room. Raeleigh wasn't bothered by it and waited for Revon's answer.

the sales associate insisted. Godber's eyes narrowed. He flipped through the roster once more. The woman he was looking for was not there. He smiled slightly at the sales associate. "Got it, thanks for your help." Taking Kevin by the hand, Godber led him out of the store, his mind racing. The sales associate had been hypnotized, no doubt about it. High-level hypnotists could erase or distort other people’s memories. That woman was not someone to be taken lightly. Godber glanced at Kevin, who looked thoroughly confused and a bit scared. He squeezed the boy's hand. If he had been a little slower, things could have gone horribly wrong...

My muscles move without permission, as if responding to signals from his brain instead of my own. The words leave my tongue even as my mind remains entirely free of thought. I speak for half an hour, the story pouring from my lips while I remain trapped in some sort of hypnotic daze. When it’s all over a small pile of pearls has accumulated in our laps. I feel wrung out and used, drained of my secrets but far from unburdened.

The first half of his words made me jump, but the second seemed to give me something to hold on to, and I obeyed his instructions almost by a sudden impulse. Damn, I'm having a moment of silence in my heart. This is the beginning, isn't it? I'm not completely ignorant of hypnosis myself. If I haven't studied it, I've at least seen movies about it. I know hypnosis doesn't mean a person is completely unconscious and turned into a soulless puppet. In contrast, hypnosis uses speech to induce a person to fully follow the hypnotist's instructions while remaining conscious. In other words, the person who is successfully hypnotized becomes a conscious, soulful but still controlled puppet. If the hyp