This morning was the worst morning yet, my alarm clock is now my organs trying so hard to break out. I woke up feeling so horny and 2 weeks ago i would have jumped in the shower and relieved myself. My lovely wife hated that and i bet she is reading this with a huge grin.
I just know that even if i had tried my hardest any stimulation would have just left me even more horny and desperate. Saying that i love it, instead of a quick tug in the shower im sitting here at work longing to touch her when i get home.
The anticipation of not knowing if tonight i will be let out to have a full erection and be teased mercilessly and locked back up again? or will i simply be left locked with my amazing wife using her gorgeous body to make me strain in the confined bars of my cage.
At present i like this feeling of lust towards her, the desperation to run my hands all over her body and to kiss her passionately. That’s the biggest predicament i face, i don’t want this feeling to end and i am pretty damn sure she doesn’t either. I’m locked up, she has the keys and there is no escape from the cage surrounding me and i feel drunk with the love i have for her.
I adore this. ‘Drunk with the love i have for her.’ Every woman deserves this (so try it and lock him up).
little thing makes me angry. Suddenly, I get upset very easily. Is it normal? Do you have any advice?
This is relatively common, edging is producing lots of hormones that you’re just not used to having in such quantities. When you cum you produce prolactin which basically goes through your system and neutralises many of the arousal hormones that you’ve been producing, so it can take time to adjust. But of course it also clears out the build up of ‘feel good’ hormones that makes extended denial so fucking sexy and exciting.
But I find almost everyone DOES adjust, just give it a bit longer, rein in the edging if you are still struggling and give your body time to get used to it.
And you always have ruined orgasms that will kind of half clear out the hormones, but your reaction to those can vary wildly so try that with some caution.
But of course it’s totally okay to take a break, give yourself an orgasm, get back to normal and then try again! This is supposed to be fun, so try a few of those things and see which works best for you.
“So to be clear, if I can make you my hypnotized slave in under 15 minutes, I can do whatever I want?”
I nodded.
Haylee continued, “And if I can’t, all you want is a free dinner?”
“Yup.”
She mused it over, “I have a sneaking suspicion you don’t want to win this bet, and that, either way, you win.”
“Well,” I responded, “don’t think of it like that. Think of it as like a time trial! You gotta sharpen up your skills every once in a while, can’t use the same induction all the time.”
Haylee huffed, “Fine. But when you lose, you buy me dinner. And ice cream.”
“Deal,” I started my watch, “Clocks ticking, show me what you got!” I looked up to see her rushing towards me.
She grabbed me underneath the chin and held it up, taking my breath from me for a second, just enough to where I had to tilt my head up to rest it’s weight on her hand. Then the shock of what she was about to do hit me.
“Wait, no… That’s my induction! You can’t do that!” I protested.
“Oh yes I can.” She flashed a sly smile, “And because you know this induction inside and out, because you’ve used it oh so many times, you know just how effective it will be, and you know that you can already feel your nervous energy flowing away from you, through your chin, and into my hand, as I take it all away from you…”
I tried to turn my head away, a bit playfully, but her firm grasp kept me in place, looking right at her as she spoke.
“Ah-ah, you stay right there. Just let me do all the working here, no need to cause your muscles any unnecessary stress. Just relax back and let me guide you through. Deep breath.”
Almost instinctively I felt myself breathe in deeply. I recognized these words, I’d used this same induction on her before. Hell, I’d created this induction, just to test on her. And here she was, turning my own words back against me.
“Good… Now, let’s start low. Focus on your toes for me, feel all the tension and stress inside them, then feel them start to go almost numb, as all that stress, all the tension, flows up through you, out through my hand, and leaves your body completely.”
“Feel yourself giving all that tension to me, letting me release it from you. Don’t worry, I know what to do with it, you just let me take it from you, as we move up your legs…”
I murred as my body began to fall limp, I could feel everything flowing out of me like a river, and I realized I’d been staring into her cool blue eyes the entire time, just focusing on them and her words.
“… And up through your arms, as you give me all your stress. There’s no need for you to keep it, and you’re doing so well. You’re becoming so relaxed, so loose and limp…”
At some point I realized I’d been moved and was sitting on the edge of the bed. My legs wouldn’t carry my weight at that point anyway. The only thing keeping me from flopping back onto the bed at this point, was her hand under my chin, holding me up, making sure I kept listening, kept looking…
“…keep breathing deep. Because we’re almost done, and you’ve done so good. Because you know, I haven’t taken anything from you. You have given it all to me, because you’re such a good little subject. Just a little bit more, as I want you to give me all the stress build up in your mind, in your head. All the stress, all the tension, all the thoughts. You don’t need them anymore, just give them all to me… That’s right…”
My mind emptied as I stared blankly into those blue eyes.
“… All of it is gone, you’ve given me your thoughts, your worries, and even your will. All of them are stresses you don’t need anymore. And you know now, that the only thing that’s keeping you up, the only thing that’s keeping you from dropping, in more ways than one, is me.”
Her grip on my chin loosened ever so slightly. I made a whimper, it was the only thing I could do.
“I’m in control, because you gave me your control. And you know when I let go, the only thing you’ll do, the only thing you can do, is drop.”
Then she just held me there for a minute, and smiled. She didn’t say a word, she didn’t snap her fingers, she just let go.
“…and I’ll count you up, in three, two, one! Wide awake feeling good, feeling wonderful!” She clapped her hands as I opened my eyes.
“So?” she giggled, “How are you feeling?”
I rubbed the sleep from my eyes with my left hand. “You cheated!” I said playfully.
“You never specified any rules. You were so eager to get all trancey that you just let me do whatever I wanted. And besides, you of all people should’ve known that hypnotists are dirty dirty cheaters.” she stuck her tongue out at me.
I sighed, clearly she was better at this than I remembered. Not that I minded.
“Do you have a question?”
I was startled as she interjected my thoughts, “What are you talking about?”
Haylee giggled, “Look up.”
I cast my gaze up to see my hand raised high above my head. I hadn’t even noticed it. How long had it been there? I started to move it down, but Haylee interrupted again.
“Woah! I would slow down there if I were you. Who knows what might happen if you put that hand down.”
“Wait, are you saying…”
“I’m not saying anything, I just have a feeling that you might lose something if you put that hand down.”
I immediately straightened my arm out, “That’s okay, I’ve done my lifting this week. I can keep it here for a looooong time.”
She smirked, “Are you sure about that? How long would it take?”
I looked at the watch on my left wrist, “Eleven… Ten minutes… or so…”
“That seems like forever from now, and you’ve already had it up there for such a long time. Doesn’t it feel… heavy?”
As soon as she said it, my arm started to dip, “Umm, no? I’ll be alright.”
“Are you sure?” She feigned concern, “I mean, maybe you could let it drop, just for a second, then put it back up. I’m sure it would be alright.”
“Nope, I’ll be fine, thanks.” my shoulder started to feel wobbly, like it was turning to jello.
“I mean, I don’t know what will happen if you drop your hand. Maybe nothing will happen, and we can go get your dinner. Wouldn’t that just be such a relief? Come on, just let it fall.”
“No thanks, I got this.” I don’t got this.
“I don’t think your arm agrees.” she snickered.
I could feel my hand slowly passing by my ear as I strained to keep it up. I could feel my head getting more and more droopy.
“There you go, almost there! Now just let it Drop.”
My hand fell to my side, and my mind fell down…
“…e, two, three, up!” She snapped her fingers as I opened my eyes and wondered how I ended up on the sofa underneath her. “And three, two, one, slee…”
“…two, three, up.” Another snap, this time I was in the love seat, with her sitting on my lap. What was going on? “Annnnd three, two, one…”
“…o, three, up! All the way up!” Snap. Same position this time, but it took me a minute to realize my clothes were thrown all across the floor, and I was sitting completely nake–“Now three, two, one…”
“…ree, up!” It took a lot to open my eyes this, but when I did, I found there were no more clothes between the two of us. “Three, two…”
“…up!” Ugggh. It keeps getting harder and harder to form thoughts like thi–“Three…
”…annnnnd up!“ Mmrrr, this type of full body hug is really lovely. “Sleep…”
“…wake up.” Mmmmmrrrr–“Sleep!”
“…the way up!” ……….. “And sleep…”
…
There’s something in my mouth…
…
It’s kinda tasty…
…
Is that strawberry?
…
No, wait. That’s strawberry flavoured lu-
I open my eyes to find my mouth moving up and down Haylee’s rainbow strap-on, and sucking with quite a bit of enthusiasm. I feel like I’m awake, but my body won’t stop, like I’m on autopilot and the only thing I can do is fellatio her cock.
Her hands run through my hair and push me towards her, as I try to mumble something along the lines of “Hmmmhhrrmm?”
“Oh! Do you have something to say?” She snaps her fingers.
The strap-on pops out of my mouth. “I am a good hypnoslut.” I hear myself say, and before I can even question what just happened I’m back to sucking the rainbow of colors.
“Yes you are! You are a good hypnoslut! What else can you say?” Snap.
Again, my mouth moves to speak without my permission, “I am an obedient hypnoslut.” Then I’m blowing her the next second. I didn’t want to say it, but then I said it, and it felt so good.
“Mmmm, more.” Another Snap.
“I am a suggestible hypnoslut.” Every time it just feels better and better and easier and easier to say it.
SNAP
“I am a happy hypnoslut.” And I really, really am.
SNAP
“I am a good hypnoslut.”
SNAP
“I am an obedient hypnoslut.”
SNAP
“I am a suggestible hypnoslut.”
SNAP
“I am a happy hypnoslut.”
Hi, Author here! This is basically the cumulative work of my bus rides from the last week. I hope you enjoy!
Any feedback, comments, or criticism can be sent to my ask box, by email at westbrooks26.2@gmail.com , or by carrier pigeon to 196.9°N 489.1°W on Mars.
So the first thing that caught my eye was that this was about a female hypnotist and a male subject. Almost a bit refreshing, and it resonates with me too. I was hooked and very interested from the beginning.
“I got this. (I don’t got this)”~~
I REALLY adore the progression of fractionation! You have a fantastic way with words.
I mean that was REALLY good. Wow.
I’ll type more later, on mobile and fingers hurt!
(This is being sent by instant messenger pigeon, Mars is too far away)
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