Lesbian Hypnosis Stories Novels & Stories

I pressed my lips together and quickly turned the page to the next story—“The Luna Contract: Bonded to a High Alpha for Territory.” I wasn’t satisfied, so I kept flipping. “His First Mate Still Haunts His Dreams,” “Three Escapes After a Forced Bonding,” “My Vicious Sister-in-Law and My Miserable Life in the Den”… I stayed silent for a long while, then finally looked up. "Clara… don’t you ever worry about finding a mate when you read this stuff?" Clara chuckled, sorting the medical vials as she spoke. "Oh, honey. These stories are all fabricated for the omegas. This drama sells magazines to wolves who are bored with their own territory. Who actually believes it in real life? It’s all for ente

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:

It made me sick to my stomach to say it, but I said, “I love the way you are with the Omegas. You really make sure they know their place.” “You can’t ever let an Omega get grand ideas,” she said, wiggling an acrylic-nail-tipped finger at me. “There was one once – Jane.” She said my name with disgust. “She got ideas about Hunter. I don’t want him, but I don’t want anyone else to have him, either. He’s mine,” she growled. She snapped her fingers, and two more cocktails were brought over. She took a long sip before continuing. “She thought they were mates. Mates!” She laughed. “I couldn’t have that.” She leant in close and whispered loudly, drunkenly, over the background din of the bar, “So I h

But I was still hungry for more. Lena grabbed my ankles and pushed my legs all the way back until my knees were beside my head, completely folding me in half. My asshole and pussy were fully exposed and pointing straight up at her. “Hold your legs there,” she ordered. “Don’t you dare move.” I grabbed behind my knees, presenting myself like the nastiest whore imaginable. Lena poured more lube directly onto my holes, letting it drip down obscenely. Then she did something that made my brain short-circuit.

She sat on Jax’s lap, pushing her round, soft ass against his hard dick, while Marcus and Leo pushed in from the sides. She was sandwiched between them, feeling their hot breath and strong hands all over her. Marcus grabbed one of her heavy breasts and started to suck on the hard tip, while Leo bit her neck and Jax gripped her thick thighs. Layla was soaking wet, her pussy dripping juice onto Jax’s pants. Jax didn't wait; he pulled her dress up, guided his thick, hot dick to her opening, and shoved inside her from behind. Layla let out a loud, raw scream as he stretched her tight walls, filling her up completely. While Jax slammed into her from behind with a loud, wet thud, Marcus unzipped h

Luna lost count of how many hands touched her, how many fingers pushed inside her pussy to test her wetness, how many mouths latched onto her nipples. Then a woman approached...forties, beautiful, obviously wealthy. She paid five thousand dollars. "I want to participate," she announced. Adrian nodded. "Then join us. Luna, on your back." Luna repositioned, and the woman climbed onto the platform with her. She was still fully clothed in an expensive dress, but she knelt between Luna's legs and lowered her mouth to Luna's pussy. The woman ate her skillfully while the crowd watched and the artists documented. Luna came on the stranger's tongue, screaming, her back arching.

The alcohol was still thick in her veins, Rissa felt herself unraveling in slow, syrupy waves, her legs falling wider and hips lifting toward his hand when his rough fingers finally slipped between her thighs and found how embarrassingly wet she already was. “Fuck,” Ronan breathed, the word almost reverent. “All this for a man who won’t even look at you?” He worked her open with slow, merciless strokes, curling two fingers deep inside, while his thumb circled her clit in tight, unrelenting loops. Larissa’s head thrashed against the pillow, a broken sob caught in her throat every time he dragged against that spot inside her that made stars burst behind her eyelids. She was close, dangerously

My hips bucked forward involuntarily. She did it again. And again. Light, stinging flicks that made my cock jerk upward with every strike. Made my hips rock. Made my cock leak steadily onto the marble. Each flick sent a jolt straight to my core. Pain twisted into pleasure so fast I could not separate them. I moaned. Loud. Slutty. Broken. My cock was rock-hard now. Throbbing. Leaking. Aching for more even though every strike hurt like fire. “You got hard at that table,” she said. Voice calm. Almost conversational. “While they talked about keeping women on leashes. While they said wives should be broken early. While they said a good wife knows her husband’s word is law.”

I frowned. "Why would you say that? She's exquisite." "She also is a lesbian. She hates men and despises the touch of any man. That's why I became her Mistress. I promised to never make her have sex with a man." Oh this was another fun challenge for me. I wanted to test my skills of pushing my thoughts on another without speaking out loud. It was a power I hadn't used much and knew that there would be times I would need to change things that way so this was a great time to practice. I pushed at Lauren and had her notice me and realize that I aroused her. Instantly I could feel her mind trying to reject that thought. She didn't like men they couldn't arouse her. I pushed the thought even hard

I saw her follow it quickly. “He won’t find out unless you tell him. Are you going to tell him? ” It’s obvious that she can’t take her eyes off my cock. She slowly shook her head, and that’s when I knew I already had her for tonight. “Come and kneel. Suck my cock and show me how great you are at sucking someone's cock.” What I said is like a hypnotization to her because she instantly followed me. She kneeled in front of me. With her shaking hand, she slowly pulls off my boxer shorts, making my cock slap her cheeks.