I laid down heavily on my sofa, rubbing the bridge of my nose to massage away the tension that inevitably builds up at the end of a long day. Even as the mild waves of pain told me that a migraine might be inevitable, I still smiled as I replayed the hypnotic pleasure session I just completed with my submissive. Yet, as pleasurable as it had been for both of us, it still took its toll. I sighed heavily as I went through my usual post session checklist to make sure I had not forgotten anything important. It was a natural reflex for me and in truth, I didn’t know why I bothered. My Darling submissive was so well trained and experienced that any missteps I might have taken during her trance would be easily identified and addressed.
 
Be that as it may however, it wasn’t a good reason to slack off. So I pushed down the burgeoning pain and did my due diligence. 

“aaarrhh...” I groaned. “Hey Brian...”

*Flash*

“Yeah Kelly...” he said as he snapped another picture. “What is it?”

“I thought you said...” I tried to say through the dizziness. “That huh... You were going to fix your equipment.”

*Flash*

“I did fix it.” he said, taking another picture. “Why do you ask?”

​"Don't look at me like that. You agreed to this little game remember?" he said with a smile, sitting in his favorite lazy chair.

I continued to stare him down for a brief moment before my inner despair bubbled up to the surface.

Whenever I place her in her trance, she always ends up with the hint of a knowing smirk. A light curve of her lip that seems to be a smile, yet isn’t quite formed.

As if she knows all about what I’ve been doing to her mind these past few weeks and can’t help but feel...

Happy...

I’d like to say that I’ve ‘helped that feeling’ along in her multiple sessions, but the truth of the matter is that I haven’t. Not in so many words. I’ve made her feel good, safe and happy while she is in a trance, but I’ve never told her that she ‘loves to be in a trance for me’ or that she is addicted to my sessions.

“Your body is stiff… So stiff… Completely frozen now. Unable to move.” He said.
 
My mind instantly followed along the path his words laid out for me. My body obeyed like it always does when Sir uses his special tone. As much as I love fighting his hypnotic control, I loved giving into the helplessness even more. 

This is a collaboration audio done between myself and the exquisite voice of Jesuisrien-e. 

I've had the pleasure of getting to know this incredible person and as we conversed, we eventually decided to collaborate for this narration of my short story. 

She also does very tantalizing captions on her Tumblr blog, which you can find with the link above. If you are a fan of spirals, she has a knack to find the most alluring ones and I invite you to go visit her page.

Enjoy!

Male's Point of View - Hypnosis

​“I make myself beautiful...  Because my mind is beautiful...” she whispered.
 
Not fully aware that her lips had moved and voiced the constant litany looping inside her exquisitely blank mind. It had been a long and exciting journey to reach this sumptuous result, but we both agree that it was well worth the patience it took.
 
I stood and watched, each morning, as she went through the routine of her wake up. Without fail, she is utterly unable to resist the hypnotic compulsion she wakes up with every day. 
 
Again and again... Her mind loops this simple 2 sentence mantra until she is satisfied that her outward appearance properly reflects the magnificent beauty she finally sees within herself. ​

Female's Point of View - Hypnosis

​​From across the room, his words drifted to my ears and made my body relax into the warmth of his sensual hypnotic embrace. 

He told me that there was erotic danger in his voice.

He told me there was sensual delight in his words.

He told me how it would feel if his mind hypnotically seduced my own.

I did not believe.