Lesbian Hypnosis Stories Novels & Stories

> Agatha felt angry and refuted, 'It's hypnosis! It's different! She consented and is not against it! Brainwashing is different because it's done against somebody's will!'

She's got moonglow tits that bob in night waters, perfect round globes like curled-up white rabbits with black peaks of areola and gray nipples because she's all poison and ebony eyes and milky skin. She's curled up in my closet in a nest fit for the Zu bird and sweet seraph curses and she crows and speaks the language of birds that are girls, or girls that are monsters, with scaled legs and owl wings from ancient Sumerian carvings, but she's not perched on two lions, her thin wan legs are jumping on your bed and you're throwing pillows at each other and painting her lips and talons with a pop of cherry poison. It's all fun and games until arsenic kisses and slashed throats of words fly, it'

Realizing how badly she was behaving, Lila took a quick sip of the tea and apologized. “It’s just that I have no recollection of having sex,” she whimpered. Memories of her vivid sex dreams flooded her brain while tears slid down her cheeks. Were they dreams? Knowing that the vampire had the ability to subdue thoughts through a type of hypnosis that they called ensorcelling, she questioned if they just might have been real. Then, like a slap in the face, she mentally chastised herself for her absurdity. Of course they were real. She was pregnant, wasn’t she?

Fuschia drummed the table, “Hypnosis is a kind of magic to manipulate human brain. So the victim always obeys when they asked to do something. Like being controlled. Like being a puppet. That's why the wife feels that she slept with her husband even when she isn't.” “Where do you read about hypnosis, Your Highness? I’d like to read it too. If that hypnosis things is so powerful, I think we have to take an extra measure to protect our minds.” “Sorry, I just read it somewhere in the novel book I read.” “Ah, is that so? I see.” There is a glint of disappointment on Elysian face. “Are you sure that there is no magic involve? Maybe magic has evolved all this while human think there are no magic l

Then Shun Stop kissing they glance at each other catching there breathe's, then Shun slide her tongue again to britanny's tights and Shun didn't even take off the panty on Brittany's precious mound but she slightly slide the panty sideways enough to view the wet clit of her little Slave, She lick it and Brittanys delicious juice surrounded Shun Yu's tongue she even zip it slightly like she's drinking her favorite juice. "Ahh King Ohh Yes Little Slave is yours Ohh E-eat me more~" Brittany moan more, she was like a Little Slave begging for more and it's not her anymore her lust and her desire that Aphrodisiac Candle's effect takes over and she knows that they cannot stop until she's not going

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.

"Okay, I agree. but I will continue to be beside my wife later, “Jacob said with a serious expression. “Of course, I know that. Precisely it would be good if you stay beside your own wife.” ... As promised that night Stanley Rudoff came to Jacob's castle with a tall, middle-aged man. The man named Kenny Helmet is a hypnotherapist who will handle Lucy's problem. Lucy, who has now been laid down on a small bed that looks comfortable, begins her first hypnotherapy session. Not far beside him stood Jacob who actually looked nervous. After making Lucy sleep, now the hypnotherapist begins to enter Lucy's subconscious. trying to make Lucy remember the dark times before she had to end up in her own

Until next time you stay girly and I'll stay in the closet awaiting my best opportunity to finally escape. Love, Teagan The Closeted Lesbian

The hidden earpiece he put in my ear played his voice on, reinforcing the mantra. At home, the real reprogramming intensified. He strapped me to the bed for hypnosis sessions. “Look at the spiral, Elena. Deeper. Your old self is fading. You are my puppet. Your thoughts are mine.” His voice guided me under while he fucked me slowly, pumping load after load into my pussy and making me hold it in. “Swallow every drop, sister. Constant cum-feeding rewires you.”

Oanez let out a guttural sound from the back of her throat as Aleric stepped trailed and slipped a finger inside Oanez's wide open p*ssy. Then the old woman laid on the floor, and she watched as her husband mounted her, his manhood disappearing and up into the woman, and appearing seconds later. Horror, fear, anger, and disgust held her in place as they continued their tryst. Dimly, she became aware that the other witches in the hall were now engaged in different sexual acts of their own. "Wanna Join, cunt?" laughed a witch in her face as another stopped dove n and began to s*ck the woman's