Short Stories - Secrets Secrets...

Male's Point of View - Hypnosis

She. Was. Pissed!
While cleaning our room, she discovered some notes I had taken from one of the hypnosis sessions I did with her. She knew all about them of course. She wanted to get some eating habits under control. 
Me? I wanted to open her up sexually! She agreed to one or 2 fun triggers for the bedroom, but nothing too risqué. 
My bad luck was that she found my notes regarding my own sexual fantasy and how to get her to accept it. She came storming in like fire and brimstone! I panicked and dropped her in a trance, freezing her in place. As I looked at her frozen form before me, I couldn’t help but get hard.
​The control I had over her was intoxicating. 

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I had a few options.
​First, I could make her forget she ever found my notes. 
Second, could turn the tables on her so that suddenly, I am pissed at her for invading my privacy. It would be simple enough to make her think it was worst than my actual notes. But third...

“Tell me Babe, why are you so mad? I thought you liked our hypnotic play. Remember, when you are in your special place, you can’t lie.”

“I... I’m afraid...”

“Of what Babe? You know you are completely safe. Just relax and listen to my voice as the truth naturally comes out.”

“Safe... I’m afraid you’ll discover my secret...” Secret? Now that’s interesting.

“No need to be afraid... Just tell me now while you are in your safe place. No one can judge you here.”

“That... I crave it.”

“Crave what?”

“Being under your hypnotic control. Being hypnotized... Feeling the triggers take hold of me in bed... I’m afraid you’ll think I’m a freak and leave me. I don’t want that.”

Now this was a very important development! 

“You don’t need to worry Babe... In fact, I could probably tell you my own secret. Do you want to know?”

“Yes...”

“My notes are more than just helping you become more open in bed, that’s just part of my fantasy. I was also trying to find a way to fulfil one of mine. Want to know?”

“Yes...”

“I always fantasized about making you my little hypnotic fuck toy... Being able to trigger you into one... How do you feel about that?”

“Aroused...”

I let her remember our conversation and we both laughed our asses off at how screwed up it was that it took 3 years of dating to finally realize we were even more perfect for each other than we ever knew! 

​Her little discovery opened up a whole new playground for us to explore, free of the fear we both had.