Stories Hypnosis Novels & Stories

Gray like a five-dollar whore on a Saturday night. First of all, going under hypnosis took longer that it should have, as though Chrissie's brain told her to stop looking for things that weren't there. Once she'd finally been relaxed and compliant, her mind refused to give any extra information from the last time. It didn't want to be bothered, and no one could figure out why.

But that's what she'd signed up for. Kyle'd been asking her to do this since the moment their honeymoon had ended. Three hypnosis programs to listen to while she jilled. Week one had started the dick fantasies. Week two had made her feel like Kyle was stroking her clit every time he touched her. She'd almost come last Sunday, holding hands in the park. Week three and her own clothes made her ache and throb and drip. It had been murder holding her lust back so as to surprise Kyle.

“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.”

Her gaze was still gleaming with determination. Ryan placed both his hands into his pockets and lifted his eyes to look out the window. "Do you know anything about hypnosis?" 'Hypnosis?' Madeline thought of Cathy. Back then, Cathy had used hypnosis on Jeremy. 'So, this reagent is the same as hypnosis? It can disrupt one’s feelings?' Ryan spun around and looked at Madeline, smiling. "You're right. It's almost like what you're thinking." Madeline quickly got up, unable to bear with the thought that her mind would one day be in Ryan's control.

What the hell are they doing to me? How do I feel as if they are going to do something terrible to me, what fucking hypnosis, is that the kind of hypnosis I imagined? Wait, I seem to remember someone telling me that Madman was a psychiatrist before he came to Sin Pack, a psychiatrist who could turn people into psychopathic murderers through hypnosis. Should... He's going to... My hand shook with fear. I barely moved when I felt Hansel pinch my pinkie. Pinch, release, pinch again, and so on, as if playing with a kitten's pad.

"What do you think you can hold him with? That failing heart of yours, or those pathetic savings?" "He's got a chance to live the good life with me now. You really think he'd choose you, a dead weight?" Vivian's lips trembled for a long moment, until finally she shrieked, breaking down. "You're lying! He could never abandon me!" "He's the one who wants to find a hypnotist to kill you, to cut out your heart and use it to keep me alive. He couldn't possibly love you!" "You're nothing but a walking organ bank. Your whole life, you'll never measure up to me!"

He approached to hug his girlfriend but she rejected him, to go to the room they shared. Manuel shrugged his shoulders, it was better to let that start pass, took out his laptop, and started looking for information that had been sent to him about that patient, he saw the notes of the hypnosis sessions, he only said one thing, blood, hammer, blood, drill, blood, man, house, body, and crying, a lot of crying, position The hypnosis or the sessions were apparently not well conducted, what impressed him most was that the word that he read on several pages was always the same: BLOOD.

She questioned, Dr. Blackwell nodded, her reassuring smile still present. "Yes, hypnosis can be a powerful tool to help you process and heal from your trauma," she answered. Camilla's curiosity deepened. "So, I'll be able to see and hear things that happened that night as if I'm experiencing them again?" she asked, seeking clarification. Dr. Blackwell nodded, her voice gentle yet assuring. "Yes, in a sense. While you won't physically be reliving the events, you may have vivid sensations, emotions, and visuals that will aid in the healing process."

Hypnosis is a mental state of highly focused concentration, awareness, and heightened suggestibility. There are numerous techniques that experts employ for inducing such a state. Hypnosis is often used to help people relax, to diminish the sensation of pain, or to facilitate some desired behavioral change. The more Ari read about hypnosis, the more he was convinced that Savannah needed hypnotherapy to relax her mind. Once relaxed, Sav's mind is more open to transforming formative messages. I need to talk to the therapist first, Dr. Steven, before I approve this process.

“People showing up unconscious in alleys. No wounds. No robbery. No memory. Just fragments—like they’d been pulled through something and dumped back out.” Celine’s throat went dry. “Hypnosis.” “Something like it,” Liam said, leaning forward. “But not your stage trick variety. This is organized. Precise. They target pressure points, chemical triggers. The body’s own defense mechanisms work against you. The result is a blackout you can’t fight.” She shook her head, resisting the pull of his certainty. “Why? What’s the point of dragging us through that? If they wanted us dead, they had their chance.”