Lesbian Hypnosis Novels & Stories

“It wasn’t me I was worried about.” She didn’t press. Just nodded once and placed two fingers on Lisa’s temple, murmuring something low and steady. Her voice slowed, then dropped to a soft hum. My mother wasn’t just a hypnotist. She was a master of mental influence, especially over werewolves. When she worked, you didn’t even feel it happening. And just like that, Lisa’s features relaxed even more. I stepped back, watching closely. I didn’t know how much Lisa had seen. Had she woken during the fight? Had she seen the rogue? Seen me? My claws, my speed, the blood?

] 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.

She scarcely made up her mind when her hands already pried the lid of the jeweled box open. But the beauty-portion of Proserpina is not for mortal maidens, and no sooner had she inhaled the strange fragrance than the sleep attacked her and pervaded all her limbs in a thick purple cloud. It laid hold of her body and mind so that she fell prostrate on the ground. There where she had stood, Psyche lay with no more life than a corpse at rest.

Shun Yu was a famous lesbian businessman, she knows how to manipulate people but most of all she owns an LGBT Society that Tolerates Lesbian Slave bidding for Rich lesbians. 'Are you willing to be my slave??..' Shun Yu's Famous line is that even if you are not, a poor woman but you are willing to be on her manipulating touch and cold husky voice. Welcome to the World Of slavery if you are willing you can enter but if your not, YOU CAN LEAVE.

Her heart twisted. It wasn't enough to burn her from the core. Rubel entered the classroom with Harper, his hand wrapped around her waist. Harper was one of the most beautiful girls in the college and also the prettiest she-wolf of her pack. She was a good student and had a melodious voice with a few achievements in signing. No doubt why Rubel thought Harper deserved to be the Luna of his pack and the mother of his child. They walked to the fifth row near the window. Haya's shameless eyes were glued to them while Rubel didn't even notice her.

After making some jokes, Baby Robbie placed the seal back into his pocket and sternly said, “What do we do next, Jens?” Jenson pondered for a while and said, “Madam Nephele seems to be an expert in advanced hypnotism on humans, and she’s even able to command a python. These skills seem to be a kind of witchcraft that has died out.” Baby Robbie said, “Is there a method to break through it?” Jenson said, “Yes. But I don’t know how.” Baby Robbie drooped his head and said listlessly, “If we can’t crack her hypnotism, we’ll merely end up too passive to fight against her.”

"When I found out, I didn't know what to do but as the experimental person I am, I decided to test a little theory ... If the effect of wolfsbane on a wolf is true." Raphaela's grip on the couch tightened, her back ramrod straight. "You don't need to get angry, I figured you might wolf out on me if I confronted you and so I decided to protect myself. Every human understands the need for a little self defense." Raphaela closed her eyes and counted to ten; slowly... slowly... just like Lorenzo had thought her. The dizziness was becoming hard to control and she could vow she had seen Lorenzo smile at her. The hallucinations...

“You intend to control Lambert completely? Do you plan to alter his memory?” Lydia was aware of such methods. During her time in Paris, she had met a powerful hypnotist who could alter a person’s past perceptions through hypnosis, effectively turning them into someone else. Hearing Nydia’s words now filled Lydia with a chilling realization. She had always felt that the Halsey parents’ attitude towards Lambert’s marriage was overly controlling, but now it seemed they had even more extreme plans. Calming herself, Lydia said, “Mrs. Halsey, I don’t know why you have such a crazy idea, but Lambert is an adult. He isn’t a child who needs control. His life should be his own to decide!”

Offered help. But something never felt right. She wouldn’t let him come to appointments. Always had some excuse. Said she didn’t want him involved too early. That her husband still didn’t know. And then the whispers started. Someone from the bar said they saw her drinking. Another mentioned she didn’t even look pregnant. He started asking around. Quietly. Then he found the truth. There was no baby. Layla had faked the pregnancy. To keep him tethered. To hold onto him with fear and obligation.

Fuck. Just as I feared, Celine was having issues. Being under hypnosis, she was susceptible to shock and pain. These two can easily break the hypnotic spell. The only reason she hadn't fallen apart was probably because she had been living in a hypnotic loop for too long. What she considers as her reality is actually inductions. Having received such a hash slap, her cognitive dissonance was in disarray, leading to confusion, panic, and naturally, hysteria. The sooner I get to her and restore the balance, the better. If her brother should discover this anomaly, they would probably end up diagnosing her with schizophrenia.