Short Story: Learning Curve

Male's Point of View - Hypnosis

This is my girlfriend Daphne. We’ve been going out for almost a year now and I couldn’t be happier! Even if she keeps making things difficult in a way that I’ll admit makes life very interesting.
You see… My girlfriend dropped a bombshell on our half-year anniversary. She whispered in my ear that she had a very important secret that she felt comfortable sharing with me. Under the strict condition that I never tell a soul about it. 

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Of course, being the gentleman that I am, I told her to keep it to herself if she was afraid of me telling anyone. But she told me she trusted me and that she WANTED to tell me. So I listened as she told me an incredible tale, one I didn’t really believe, but I listened intently.
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She told me she was addicted to being hypnotized. More so… She had already spent some time with a hypnotist that actually became her lover. I felt a little uncomfortable when she started to talk about all the sexual things he had her do, but to his credit, she always said she had given him permission. She then went on to tell me that he was a little special in the sense that he never spend more than a year with any given girlfriend. She laughed as she said that he didn’t need to with the hypnotic talents he had. According to her, he could pretty much pick up anyone he wished.

Again, I felt more than a little uncomfortable.

But then she smiled and said that she was a special case. He had told her that since she loved being hypnotized so much, he decided to give her a set of triggers that she could then give to anyone she wanted.

As she looked at me hopefully, I discarded the thought that she was pulling my chain. She really believed her own story. So when I asked why she was telling me, she blushed and told me that she wanted to tell me about the triggers. She told me that she wanted me to use them on her.

I didn’t know what to say.

She saw my reluctance and decided to make sure I fully understood what the triggers could make her do. So she cuddled up next to me and started to whisper in my ear… To say that what she told me left me cold and indifferent would be a big fat lie. As she described some of the triggers, my pants felt impossibly tight as each scene just made me hornier.

And she wanted me to control her like that?

She could see how aroused I was and decided to slide away, leaving me painfully confined. She could see I wasn’t completely sure how real it was and she then decided to give me a trigger to try. It was a fun little trigger that made her remove an article of clothing, but after I tried it once, I told her it was easy enough to fake.

So she dared me to use it in public. Which I did the next day. And to my amazement, she removed her bra right there on the bus in front of everyone! I was so aroused by that control that I started to use it randomly in our every day lives. Which was exactly what she wanted.

After a few days, I discovered that I wanted more… I wanted all the triggers she had softly described as she nibbled my ear. When I asked her if she would share the rest of them, she suddenly smiled and kissed me. She was very happy! But… She told me she wouldn’t because a few of them actually put her back in a very suggestible trance. She told me that before she could trust me with such a trigger, I had to prove I was worthy.

Worthy?

She laughed playfully and told me that as much as she yearned to give me the reigns to her mind, she was afraid that so much power over her would go to my head. Even if part of her was turned on by me going a little too far. But she promised me that if I proved to be a responsible Master, I would get the whole package…

Which meant that she would let me play with her as much as I wanted. That she would let me turn her into what ever I wanted her to be.

That thought alone made me want to ravage her. Even back then, somewhere in my aroused mind, I understood what it meant for her to tell me. To offer...

So over the course of the next few weeks, she would leave me little notes in my things. My back pack… My pockets… My Car… Some times they had a new trigger for me to try, and some times they only had notes on how she view my use of her triggers.

I won’t lie, I had a lot of false starts!

It’s so easy to let the power go to your head. Especially when you know she likes it. When you know that even when you go too far, she enjoys it. She had limits for each trigger, but she always let me discover them for myself. The learning curb was a little rough.

But she always made sure to make it worth my wild when I used her properly.

I won’t lie. I got frustrated more than once when I didn’t get a new trigger. She wanted me to gain complete control of her mind and body while at the same time punishing me when I didn’t do it properly.

But now that we almost reached the end, I understand. She was willing to open up her mind… Her sense of self… She was willing to submit to me in a way that far exceeds simple dominance and submission. She wanted to give it all to me. But to do so, she needed to trust me. Completely…

So I played her game. I jumped through every one of her hoops. And to my surprise, I discovered that I wanted to be better. I wanted to earn those triggers. I wanted to become a Master that was worthy of having such an amazing girlfriend.

I guess we both learned through that whole experience. Now we our celebrating our one year anniversary and as she lays there, with her coy little smile, I fiddle with the paper she gave me. In bold letters, she wrote:
“Last one…”

She already told me about it. This trigger would put her back in a deep trance. A trance where she is completely open to anything and everything she is told. She spent long hours telling me about it over the last few weeks. All about how I would be able to sculpt her mind to react to my words. How I could implant new triggers…

I was smiling, not because I had finally proven myself worthy, but because I was in love. And I knew she was too. To be given this gift was something that almost choked me up. Sure, this meant that I could turn her into a horny little love bunny. But it also meant so much more…

It meant she trusted me completely. No reservations. No fears. Utter trust in my intentions and desires. She had just given me the key to her most private self. By now, she understood all too well what I would probably change in her. How I would use her. And still… I knew that she yearned for this moment just as much as I did.

The learning curves had been harsh. Wonderfully fulfilling... Exciting... 

Now it was time to graduate to a whole new challenge. To embrace a new and deeper stage in our relationship. 
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I winked at her and opened up the fold to read the last trigger…