From borisl@room3b.demon.co.ukMon Nov 6 17:24:25 1995 Date: Sun, 05 Mar 95 21:25:26 GMT From: Boris Ludmenkov To: dhuberma@copper.ucs.indiana.edu Subject: SESSIONS [Attached File: C:\AMIPRO\DOCS\FUNANDGA\MINDCONT\TOLOUVRE\SESSIONS.TXT Size: 56412] mc-sessions.txt I did not write this story. This story was obtained from the internet or a BBS. Most of the multi-part stories were consolidated at the time, and some minor adjustments made, mostly of a cosmetic nature. Enjoy ! A First Hypnotic Session with Leslie (non-fiction) Well, another chapter in my development as a trainer of women unfolded Friday night. My friend "Leslie" and I resurrected our sexual relationship three weeks ago. This came about when she discovered that I was getting into bondage; she has an intense desire to be bound, and decided to try to overcome her emotional issues so that we could explore this area together (we decided to do scenes only every few weeks, so that neither of us will get "sucked into" an emotional entanglement - we love and care for each other, but need to not get into wanting to "be together" - which we know won't work). We did two scenes three weeks ago (a Friday night and then Monday night, her birthday). We've not been together since then, but made a "date" for Friday night. I'd decided that the time had finally come to suggest that we try a hypnotic session. I asked her to reread "First Orgasm" (thanks very much for all the positive feedback on this story net-folk), and then after dinner I (somewhat nervously) asked if she'd be interested in trying that fantasy. Her reply was "well, we should alternate fantasies; since I've had my chance, you should get yours." She had a difficult time settling down; she popped up several times to get a drink of water, use the bathroom, etc. When I finally questioned her, she admitted that she was nervous. I reassured her and she relaxed a bit. Finally, we settled on the bed, and I began "affirmations" with her (I'd decided to follow the script of the story as closely as possible, improvising where required). At first she was nervous and resistant, but very soon she was echoing the phrases. When I begin to blink my eyes, and she didn't follow, I said, "blink with me". She did, and within 5 or 6 blinks she was unable to open her eyes. I spent several minutes giving her suggestions to relax and sleep. As I did, her body relaxed and her head gradually drooped. When I judged that she was completely asleep, I tested the depth of her trance by suggesting that she'd be unable to open her eyes and requested that she try. For several seconds she just sat still and then as I continued to tell her to try to open her eyes, they popped open and she blinked. I quickly pressed her eyelids closed with my fingertips and told her to relax and sleep. She asked if she could lay down, and I told her to do so. At this point, I concluded that she was in a trance, but a fairly light one. I decided to proceed, anyway. I spend a few more minutes giving her suggestions to relax, sleep, and respond to my suggestions. Her body became extremely limp. I proceeded to go over each part of her body, describing its beauty while gently stroking it. After each portion, I had her tell me that that part of her body was beautiful. She became mildly aroused during this, and a smile came to her face. I began to arouse her, as in the story. When I suggested that she'd feel the kiss on her cheek in her pussy, she squirmed and moaned a bit, but didn't become as aroused as I'd hoped. She was responding visibly, however. As I stroked and kissed her, I slowly began to undress her (she was wearing a slinky dress that buttons up the side with seemly hundreds of buttons). When I had her mostly unbuttoned, I told her that she wanted to help me take her dress off. She lay there completely inert. After I repeated the suggestion several times, she finally, very slowly and languidly began to remove the dress. I continued to kiss and caress her, with a continual stream of suggestions that she was becoming aroused. She was responding passionately now. I gave the suggestion, "You want me to kiss your nipples now, Leslie, you want it very much, you need me to kiss your nipples." Her level of excitement jumped visibly. "Yes, kiss my nipples," she responded in a drowsy tone. When I held off kissing her, and repeated the suggestion, she began to whimper. Finally, I kissed her nipple, and she began to moan. After I'd licked and stroked her for a while, I commanded her to remove her undergarment (she was wearing a silky backless one-piece garment). Again, she required a fair amount of "prodding" before she was able to respond. Once she was unclothed, I decided to test her ability to respond to suggestions that she sense things that weren't actually happening (such as the "virtual" stroking in the story). I told her that when I counted to three, she'd feel my hand on her breast. I counted to three, and without touching her, asked her if she could feel my hand, she didn't answer, but seemed to be struggling a bit to find words. I waited about 5 seconds and then placing my hand on her breast, asked, "can you feel it now?" She responded, "yes." I began to fondle her very moist pussy. I gave her the suggestion that she wanted my cock inside her. Again, she began to moan and whimper, and when I asked her, "what do you want," she replied, "I want you inside me" (This is a big deal; Leslie is a woman who HATES to beg in any way, shape, or form, and when awake she would consider this begging). As I slid into her, she began to squirm, continuing to moan loudly. I fucked her for a long while, continuing to whisper in her ear that it felt very good, and that she was loving it. She responded enthusiastically. After a while I wanted a break, so I rolled off and commanded her to lie still and relax. After resting for several minutes, I told her that she wanted to stroke and touch my body. After repeating the command several times, she began to slowly stroke me. I told her that she wanted to kiss me as well and that both the kisses and caresses would feel very good to her and arouse her. Gradually, as I continued my suggestions, she shook off her lethargy, and for a long period of time stroked, sucked and licked my face, neck, chest and stomach. This was an unusual and extremely enjoyable experience. Normally, Leslie is not very aroused by touching me and loses interest in doing so after a minute or too. This time, with my encouragement, she must have spent 15 or 20 minutes kissing and caressing my body. It seemed that she would have continued to do so all evening, had I not wished to move on to other things. I had her give me a long, slow blowjob and then suggested that she again wanted to feel my cock inside her. Her eyes still closed (she never opened her eyes during this entire session), she slowly positioned her body over me, and reaching underneath, fitted my cock into her well-lubed pussy. As she began to rock up and down, I gave her suggestions that the sensations of pleasure she was feeling were building in her body and that her level of arousal was increasing. These suggestions seemed to be very effective. Her level of excitement DID seem to be steadily increasing; her moans became louder, her movements more insistent. To my delight, I was able to control the speed and intensity of her movements, without interfering with her pleasure. Normally when we make love in this position (my favorite), she needs to control her movements - if she's not moving at the pace she wants, she doesn't get much out of it. Unfortunately, her natural rhythm and mine are quite different. This time, I was able to suggest a rhythm to her that was exactly to my liking and she was still experiencing an extreme level of arousal. Her arousal continued to build with my suggestions; after about 10 minutes she was very high - keening loudly, moving continuously. I decided that she was "built up" enough, and that I'd try to "get her off". I suggested that when I counted to three, that she'd experience all the sexual tension in her body releasing and that pleasure would spread through her entire body in waves. I counted to three and told her to feel the release through her body. She stopped moving and her entire body began to tremble. Occasional "quakes" passed through her in synchrony with sharp gasps. I could feel her vagina clenching at me. I continued my flow of suggestions as her body shook with pleasure. After a minute of two, I began to give her suggestions of relaxation, stilling her body, and then started moving again within her. After several strokes, she said, "goop, goop?" letting me know that she was getting dry. I had her lie down, and continued my suggestions of relaxation and sleep. When She was again completely relaxed, I gave her a post-hypnotic suggestion that she'd return to sleep when I said the words, "deep, deep, asleep." I then awoke her. When I asked her about the experience, her first comment was, "WONDERFUL." She told me that it was the most relaxed sex she'd ever had and that she felt better able to focus on the physical sensations than usual, that her mind was not wandering as much as it normally does (this was a premise for using hypnosis to bring her to orgasm that I mentioned in the story). When I asked her what she was feeling when I told her to release the tension (and had what looked to me to be an orgasm), she said that I'd brought her down too fast. When I asked her a couple of days later what she meant by this, she said that the trembling is her normal response when she's very high sexually, but has to stop for some reason; perhaps she wasn't having an orgasm as I'd believed. She said that she loved the experience, although she mentioned that she'd wished she could see me; commenting that it might not have been possible to stay in the trance with her eyes open. After we rested for a few minutes, I asked her if she'd like to continue, and she said, "sure". When I spoke the words, "deep, deep, asleep," she closed her eyes and her body began to relax. I repeated suggestions of relaxation and sleep for a couple of minutes, and then told her to sit up. I helped her up, and then told her on the count of three to open her eyes but to stay deeply asleep. When I reached three, she opened her eyes briefly, struggled to keep them open and then let them close. Several times, I suggested that she'd be able to open her eyes and keep them open, but each time she was only able to open her eyes for a few seconds. After 3 or 4 tries, I gave her the suggestion that she could open her eyes any time she wanted to but would remain asleep (she did open her eyes several times over the next half hour but for no more than 2 or 3 seconds each time). I then returned to our sexual play. I spent quite a while fingering her ass, which she loves. I gave her suggestions to relax her anus, and she was able to relax it more than I've ever experienced (normally, its quite tight, and I have to work a finger in VERY slowly to avoid hurting her - this time, I was able to slide in quite readily). After about 20 minutes of this play, I suggested that she wanted to feel my penis inside her again. She replied, "sleepy? sleepy?" - her signal that she's getting tired and wants to go to sleep. I gave her a few "parting" suggestions of well-being and relaxation and then woke her up. The whole session was extremely enjoyable. In retrospect I believe that she was in a trance, although not a deep one. The fact that she had such difficulty moving and that she was unable to keep her eyes open lead me to conclude that she was hypnotized. I was surprised that she was able to initiate actions (such as asking for lubricant and to stop); she tells me that she was fully aware the entire time and isn't sure that she was in a trance. I think that this simply indicates that she was in a light to medium trance, not a deep one. I was also surprised that she had such difficulty responding to my commands to remove her dress. I've concluded that in putting her to sleep, I repeated suggestions of complete relaxation so many times, that countering those suggestions with one that required movement was not a simple matter of stating the command once, some reinforcement was required for her to be able to respond. Next time that I hypnotize Leslie, I'm going to minimize the relaxation suggestions and see how that changes things. When Leslie asked me yesterday what I'd enjoyed about the session, my response was I'd enjoyed the degree of control I had over her sexual responses; that I was able to have her enjoy kissing and fondling me for a long period of time, and to move in the rhythms that I find most enjoyable with no lessing of her own arousal. I also enjoyed watching her get very aroused and very high in response to my suggestions. I'm really looking forward to extending these experiences in our next session. I hope you've enjoyed hearing about this "first" for Leslie and me; I'll keep you up-to-date on future developments (I'm not going to talk about our session with the handcuffs yesterday, however - enough for now). Mountain Man ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Another Session with Leslie (non-fiction) Since there's been some interest expressed recently about hypnotic sex (not to mention a few e-mail queries that I've received), I thought I'd describe at bit of a back-to-back "session" that Leslie and I had a Friday night and Saturday morning last week. We'd gone to a party Friday night. We had originally planned to stay over with the people who were throwing the party, and Leslie had agreed to do one of my fantasy scenes at bedtime. As it turned out, we were both feeling tired, so we left early. We got back to my place about 10:30 and Leslie decided to "stay over". We settled into the armchair in my bedroom, she in my lap. I'd woken up on the drive home, but I knew that she was still sleepy. I decided not to suggest that we play, but to show some interest without being pushy. As we talked, I started to caress her, eventually moving to the buttons of her shirt, which I slowly unfastened. As we talked, and I continued to caress her, she said something about my "turn" coming up (we'd decided that we'd alternate fantasies - hers one time, mine the next, she'd had a tied-up-and handcuffed scene the previous weekend). I agreed, and told her I was looking forward to it. She replied, "how about a preview?" Of course I needed no encouragement. I had her stand up in front of me. She suggested that we lie down, but I wanted her to be less relaxed than in our last session, so I insisted that we stand. I had her stare into my eyes, and began to give her gentle, soothing suggestions as I rubbed her temples. "Your eyes are getting heavy ... sleepy ... very sleepy ... your eyes are so heavy." Within a few moments her eyes began to close. I told her not to close her eyes yet, but to feel them getting heavier and heavier. As I continued with my suggestions, I had to repeat the injunction against closing her eyes several times; I wanted her to have a strong sense of her eyes being heavy, and to be feeling very sleepy before she closed her eyes, in order to put her quickly into a deep trance. After repeating the suggestions of feeling sleepy and heavy for a couple of minutes, I told her that she could close her eyes. They closed immediately and her head began to slump forward as I continued my suggestions. Gently grasping her chin, I raised her head and told her that she was able to stand up straight; I didn't want to risk her falling over or collapsing. After a couple more minutes of suggestions that she was going into a deeper sleep and would be able to respond to any commands that I gave her, I suggested that her eyelids were too heavy for her to open. When I told her to try, I could see them quiver slightly, but she was unable to open them. I was delighted; in our last session, she'd succeeded in opening her eyes. I then lifted her left arm and stroking along it, told her that it was very stiff and tight. I could feel the muscles knotting. When I suggested that she'd be unable to lower her arm but that she should try, she got it down about an inch, but no farther. I had her relax her arm and then began to arouse her. "Your feeling very sexy now, Leslie. As you listen to my voice, you're becoming aroused. Your breasts are becoming hard, your nipples erect. Your breathing is becoming deeper as you become more and more aroused." I continued there suggestions without touching her. Her blouse was hanging open and I watched her breasts and listened to her breath looking for signs of arousal. Her head was a bit slumped again, and she was responding very little. I began to stroke her body, avoiding her breasts, and her breathing became rapid, her body slowly moving under my touch. "You want me to touch your breasts now, Leslie. You want it very much." With that she breathed a faint, "yes," and her breathing quickened. I continued to suggest desire for my touch and then said, "ask for what you want, Leslie." With some difficulty, softly she said, "touch my breasts." "You're to say please, Leslie, and you will address me as 'Master'. Do you understand, Leslie?" "Yes, Master." "Good. Now ask for what you want." "Please touch my breasts, Master." Well, I gave her what she wanted, and then some. You can probably fill in the rest yourself. We fucked for a long time with her sitting on top of me in my armchair - a position that I've wanted to try but that she's never been keen on. A LONG fuck. When I finally awoke her, she informed me that she'd worn the skin off of one knee while we fucked, but wasn't able to say anything about it. Incredible! (I was sorry that I'd caused her pain, but pleased that she's responding so deeply - I'll certainly be more careful next time). We had two hypnotic "sessions" that evening, and one the next morning. Leslie continued to be very responsive. I spent some time trying to bring her to orgasm, but wasn't having much success at getting her to build the intensity of her arousal (although I didn't work at it as systematically as in our first session - this time, I spent more time just enjoying). When I asked her afterwards, she told me that she had enjoyed our sessions very much - she was very aroused, though relaxed. Although the sex was great, and she responded to my suggestions beautifully, she continued to be lethargic - she seemed to have difficulty getting started (although once in action she was great), and often I had to repeat commands several times to get a response. I have some ideas on how to put her into a trance without her feeling so "sleepy"; I can hardly wait to try. I'll have to wait a bit though; her turn is next - tomorrow - and I'm thinking about a costume scene - leather, boots, chains, handcuffs, ropes, Leslie in her as-yet-untried new collar - should be interesting. I may have to drop y'all a line about it. Mountain Man A First Phone Encounter with a Sex Slave (non-fiction) It's been about a month since my first phone sex encounter with my slave, "Melissa". I've held off on posting this account because I was waiting to receive her description of the session (which I did about 2 weeks ago), and since then I've been "tied up" (no, no, I'm a top!) At the time of this encounter, we'de been in touch for about a month, and I'd sent her several stories that dealt with women submitting to me (I'll be posting these to the net over the next few weeks). I'm quite fascinated by the idea of putting women under hypnotic control. My fantasies center around bringing these women to new peaks of ecstasy, or having them play a variety of fantasy roles. Melissa was intrigued by these fantasies; particularly the heightening of sexual responses that I described. She was curious as to her ability to have such experiences. Over the course of a couple of weeks, I sent her several passages in which I described putting a woman into a trance, along with instructions that encouraged her to participate. Finally, we agreed to try it in a phone scene (our first). We communicated back and forth a number of times during the day, setting details, sharing feelings. She admitted to being scared, but was excited as well. Before she left for home, I mailed her a set of instructions: she was to dress in comfortable clothing, devise a way of securing the phone so that she wouldn't be troubled by it during our "session, settle herself comfortably, and then go though an exercise designed to relax her and enhance her receptivity before I called. What follows is a transcript of our "session". It's as nearly verbatim as possible. I recorded much of it within 24 hours of the call; almost all within 48. I've added or altered nothing except personal details that might compromise "Melissa's" anonymity. We've not had the opportunity for another "session", but when we do, you'll be hearing about it. Mountain Man P.S. Melissa: you're to send me e-mail letting me know exactly how you feel, knowing that thousands of people are reading the details of your sexual experience. You may post your response to the net if you feel "up to it". Your Master. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- As the time approached, I took a warm bath, read some erotica and stroked myself a bit. I was mildly aroused, but mostly nervous. With several minutes to go, I arranged the phone in the bedroom, and then at 6:30 sharp got into bed (completely nude) and dialed her number. She answered the phone and I heard a very tentative, distant, "Hello". I responded, "Hello, Melissa"; I was incredibly nervous. I heard a great deal of crackling on the line and Melissa sounded very distant. In a few moments, the interference cleared (I assume this was while she was adjusting the phone). I asked, "How are you feeling?" She responded, "Scared". Nervously, in what I hoped was a not-too-shaky voice, I replied, "It's OK, Melissa, everything's alright". "Where are you?" I asked. "In the family room," she replied. Not sure what to do at this point, I launched directly into the method of hypnotic induction that I'd decided to employ. I'd chosen to start with a very low-key set of relaxation suggestions. "Close your eyes and relax, Melissa," I began. "Let yourself relax ... very relaxed ... let the tension flow out of your body ... let any nervousness you feel float away, far, far away ... more and more relaxed ... very relaxed." I continued to feel hesitant and unsure of myself as I gave her these initial suggestions. I was wondering, "Did I launch into this too quickly? How is she responding? Is she finding my manner too nervous, my suggestions too hesitant?" I found that several times I was groping for what to say next, and had to pause until I could find words. The net effect was probably to make my suggestions more soothing and effective, due to the slow pace. "Now Melissa, I want you to focus all of your attention on your left foot. Feel it relax, let all the tension flow out of it ... relaxed .. very relaxed ... all tension is leaving your foot ... it's becoming very heavy and relaxed. Now your right foot, Melissa ... relaxed ... heavy and relaxed ... more and more relaxed and heavy ... all tension is flowing out ... relaxed. Now your legs Melissa. Your legs are very heavy and relaxed .. becoming more and more relaxed ... heavy ... relaxed ... very relaxed." I continued to give her very soothing suggestions of relaxation, focusing her attention on each part of her body in turn. Although I couldn't see how she was responding, her breathing seemed to be deep and even. As I continued the flow of suggestion, I became more confident, my voice became smoother, it became continually easier for me to find the "right" words to continue with my hypnotic suggestions. I had her relax her thighs and hips, her stomach, her chest. When I got to her chest, I gave her suggestions to deepen her breathing. "Melissa, I want you to focus on your breath. With each breath that you take in, you will breathe in relaxation, total relaxation. With each breath out, you will feel all tension leaving your body. Breathe in ... complete and total relaxation ... breathe out ... tension flowing out ... in ... very, very relaxed ... out ... no tension anywhere ... in ... out ... in ... out ... so relaxed ... so very relaxed." I continued to suggest relaxation in her hands, her arms, her shoulders, her neck and finally her head. I gave her a few suggestions to deepen her response to my voice. "You're very, very relaxed now Melissa, so relaxed. You find the sound of my voice very pleasant ... pleasant and soothing ... so gentle and relaxing ... you're enjoying listening to the soothing, gentle tones of my voice." I continued to keep my voice low pitched, monotonous and in a very slow and even rhythm. Although I couldn't know for certain, I suspected that she was responding well, and had attained a state of deep relaxation in which she was extremely suggestible. I moved on to the next portion of the induction procedure. "Now Melissa, in a moment, I'm going to ask you to open your eyes. When you open them, I want you to imagine that you're in a beautiful, green meadow. It's a perfect summer day, the air is warm, the sky a beautiful deep blue, filled with clouds, lovely white puffy clouds. It's a very peaceful, restful place. Open your eyes now, Melissa. Watch the beautiful clouds as they float gently across the sky. Feel the warm breeze blowing. You're lying in a hammock and the breeze is causing you to slowly sway back ... and forth ... back ... and forth .. a gentle rocking motion. As you watch the clouds in the sky, you find that you're feeling sleepy ... you're very relaxed, and your eyes are getting heavy ... very heavy ... Don't close your eyes just yet, but feel them become very heavy ... it's such a pleasant feeling ... you feel so-o-o-o-o sleepy ... so ve-r-r-y sle-e-epy ... your eyes are getting heavier and heavier ... with each breath you grow more and more relaxed, more and more sleepy ... you want so badly to close your eyes now, don't close them yet, but you want to very badly ... you want only to sleep ... a deep, soothing, restful sleep ... nothing but the sound of my voice ... you want to relax all control now ... respond only to my voice, and to sleep. You may close your heavy eyes now Melissa. Are your eyes closed, Melissa?" In an extremely breathy, drowsy voice, she replied, "yes." "Yes, Melissa, your eyes are closed and you are sleeping deeply. Deeper and deeper with each breath ... deeper ... deeper. You hear my voice, nothing but my voice and you are responding deeply to me. You are deep asleep and nothing will awaken you until I awaken you. However, Melissa, if you need to awaken, because your daughter needs you, if she cries or calls your name, if your husband should come home, you will awaken instantly. Otherwise, you will not awaken until I tell you to. Do you understand, Melissa?" "Yes." "Now Melissa, I want you to feel your left arm getting heavy, very heavy. Heavier and heavier each moment ... so ve-e-ery heavy. When I count to three, I want you to try and lift your arm but you'll find that it's far too heavy, too leaden for you to lift it. One, two, three." After a few moments, I said, "Now stop trying Melissa, and let your arm relax. Were you able to lift your arm, Melissa?" With a tone that seemed to have a bit of wonderment in it she replied, "no." "No Melissa, your arm is much too heavy for you to lift it. You see now how readily you respond to my commands. You will obey all my commands, Melissa. You wish to follow every command that I give you completely, and you may do so." She was obviously in a hypnotic trance. I wished to deepen the trance. I began a new set of suggestions with that goal in mind. "Melissa, I'm going to count from 1 to 10. As I say each number you will open your eyes. You will open your eyes on the number 'one', again on the number 'two' all the way to 'ten'. Each time you open your eyes you will find that your eyelids will immediately become extremely heavy, so heavy that you will be unable to keep your eyes open and they will close. As your eyes become heavy and close, you will sink into a deeper hypnotic sleep. With each number you will go deeper, much deeper. When I reach the number 'ten' you will be in a very, very deep and heavy sleep. So deeply asleep that you will be able to obey any command that I give you. Do you understand, Melissa?" "Yes." "Very good, now I'll begin to count. One ... deeper asleep ... Two .. deep and heavy ... Three ... so wonderful to give up all control .. Four ... very, very relaxed ... Five ... deep, deep asleep ... Six .. deeper ... Seven ... deeper ... Eight ... Nine ... Ten. You're completely asleep now, Melissa, and responding only to my voice. You're finding my voice wonderful to listen to. You feel so good when you respond to me, Melissa." I had already discovered that Melissa was in a deep sleep and responding willingly. I wanted to determine if her trance was deep enough for her to believe that she was seeing scenes or feeling physical sensations that I suggested. "Melissa, do you like horses?" "Oh, yes," she responded enthusiastically. "Very good. Now Melissa, when I count to three, I want you to open your eyes. You'll see a beautiful chestnut pony standing in front of you. It will be standing in the meadow where you were before. One, two, three. Do you see the horse, Melissa?" "Yes," she responded with the same tone of wonderment I'd heard when I first began testing her responses. "Do you see the horse clearly, Melissa? "Yes." "When you respond to me, you will address me as 'Master'. Do you understand, Melissa?" "Yes, Master." "Very good, Melissa. Now the horse is walking over to you. He's very friendly and gentle. He's lowering his head near you. Reach up and stroke his head, Melissa ... Do you feel him, Melissa?" "Yes, Master," again in the tone of mild astonishment. "Very good, Melissa. Now close your eyes and relax. What are you wearing, Melissa?" She mumbled a response that I couldn't quite make out. "Speak up Melissa." Several times during the session I had to ask her to repeat a response. It seemed that she was so deeply entranced that her normal response was a low, drowsy mumble. "Shorts and a T-shirt," she replied. "Fine. Now Melissa, as you listen to my voice, you find that you're beginning to feel sexy. You're a beautiful, responsive woman, and you're becoming aroused." Immediately, her breathing began to quicken. I could hear her excitement. "You're feeling very sexy, Melissa, hot and sexy. You'd like to take your T-shirt off now. You may do so." I heard the phone crackle for several moments as she removed her top. When I sensed that she was settled again, I continued my commands. "It feels so good to have your breasts naked and free, doesn't it Melissa? Your nipples are hard and erect, they're aching with sexual tension." By this time, her breathing had become very heavy and labored. It was obvious that she was highly aroused. "Now shortly I'm going to ask you to open your eyes, Melissa, and when you do, you'll see me standing in front of you. I'll be with you Melissa." With those words her breathing quickened visibly. She was clearly very excited by the notion of having me in the room with her 'in the flesh'. "Before I tell you to open your eyes, I'm going to describe myself, Melissa. I have dark brown hair, and a short, dark beard. My eyes are a dark brown, and you will find them very compelling, Melissa. You will be completely fascinated and captivated by my deep gaze. I'm standing in front of you now Melissa, I'm completely naked, my penis is not yet hard, but as I look at your beautiful nude body, it is beginning to harden. Open your eyes, Melissa." All during this description, I could hear her excitement rising. I could sense her wiggling in anticipation. When she opened her eyes, she gasped and began to pant heavily. "Do you see me, Melissa?" "Yes, Master." "Does seeing me excite you, Melissa?" "Oh yes, Master." "I'm moving closer to you, Melissa. Closer, closer. I'm very near you now. My head is very close to yours. You want something now, Melissa, don't you? What is it that you want?" "For you to touch me." "Master." "For you to touch me, Master." "Yes, you'd like that very much, wouldn't you Melissa, you'd like that very much indeed. But I'm not ready to touch you quite yet. I'm very near you, you're gazing into my deep eyes, and you're wanting my touch. You're wanting it badly now. Tell me what you want, Melissa." "Touch me, please Master, touch me." "Yes, Melissa, I'm placing a hand below your left breast. Laying it again the soft flesh of the underside of your breast. Can you feel it, Melissa?" "Yes, Master," she gasped. "Now I'm beginning to slowly touch and caress your breast. I'm not touching the nipple, but circling around it. Caressing and arousing you. It feels very, very good, doesn't it Melissa?" She was beginning to moan as she responded, "yes, Master". "Now I'm laying my other hand on your other breast, rubbing both your breasts, not touching your nipples. It feels so wonderful, so wonderful." After several moments in an almost inaudible voice she said, "please kiss my lips, Master". "Speak up, Melissa" "Please kiss my lips, Master." "Yes, you'd like that wouldn't you, Melissa, but not just yet." I waited a few moments, continuing my suggestions of pleasurable sensations on her tits. Then I responded to her request. "I'm beginning to kiss you now, Melissa, starting with a very gentle brush of my lips against yours ... Now I'm kissing you more deeply, and you're responding passionately ... nibbling on your lips ... my tongue is sliding into your mouth now, Melissa. How does it feel?" "It feels wonderful, Master," she moaned. I continued to "kiss" her and caress her breasts. Very shortly she was asking for more again. "Please kiss my nipples, Master." "You'd like that, wouldn't you Melissa, but not just yet, not just yet. No, I'm not ready to kiss your nipples just yet, Melissa, even though you want it so badly, so-o-o-o badly, Melissa." She was beginning to whimper now. I could tell that her level of arousal was very high and that her need for additional stimulation was rising rapidly. "I'm moving my lips up your jawline now, Melissa ... kissing and nibbling my way upward, up to your ear ... I'm breathing into your ear .. My warm breath in your ear feels so good, so ve-e-ery good, Melissa. Now I'm kissing downward ... lower ... lower ... kissing and sucking on the sexy nape of your neck." "Oh Master, please kiss my nipples, please Master." "Soon, very soon, Melissa" I'm kissing your shoulder now and working my way down ... slowly ... ve-e-ry slo-o-owly ... I'm at the very top of your breast now. Licking and sucking at the very top edge of your breast." By this time her moaning and whimpering had become continual. At that moment, I heard the doorbell ring in the background. "Awaken, Melissa. Awaken now." I head a moment of silence and than in a subdued tone she asked, "may I go for a moment?" "Go, Melissa," I replied. I heard her fumbling with the phone then there was about two minutes of silence. I heard the sound of the phone being adjusted again and I could sense her presence. "Settle yourself and get comfortable." She shifted a bit and then was still. "Are you comfortable now, Melissa?" "Yes." "Good. Close your eyes again, and relax. Relax deeply. You're going back to sleep, back to the deep and lovely sleep you were in before ... relaxing ... sleeping ... deep asleep ... deeper and deeper ... deeper and deeper ... heavy and relaxed ... listening only to my voice .... responding only to my voice ... back into a deep and heavy sleep. Are you asleep now, Melissa?" "Yes, Master," she responded drowsily. "Good Melissa. I'm with you in the room, again. Open your eyes and see me, Melissa." Her breathing quickened. "I'm touching your breasts with my hands and kissing the very tops of your breasts, Melissa. There was something you wanted, Melissa, what was it?" "I want you to kiss my nipples, Master," her breathing was very rapid and she'd begun to moan again. "I'm kissing downward ... slowly ... slowly ... licking and caressing your soft, tender flesh with my tongue. Down ... down ... down to the very edge of your nipple, but not quite touching it yet, not quite. What do you want, Melissa?" "For you to kiss my nipple, please Master," again she was whimpering. "Again, Melissa." "Please, kiss my nipple Master, please." I'm continuing to kiss, around your nipple, down your breast, kissing and licking the underside. You want my lips on your nipple so badly, Melissa, so badly, don't you?" "Please, Master, please." "Yes, Melissa, I'm kissing your nipple now, sucking on it, licking its stiffness. Now I'm moving to your other breast kissing it, sucking it into my mouth. I'm continuing to rub your breasts as I suck on your nipples. It feels so-o-o-o good, Melissa, so ve-e-ery go-o-od." She was moaning continuously. I became aware that I was stroking my penis. I'd been playing with it during our entire session. I'd been so entirely focused on controlling Melissa, that I'd not been aware of my own body, and in fact, my cock never became fully erect during the entire session. Even so, I was very excited by the whole experience. As I drove Melissa's arousal upward with my suggestions, I was becoming aroused myself; not physical arousal, but a very exciting sense of mastery and sexual power. As I painted the scenario for Melissa, my voice became passionate. I was breathing heavily, the meter and tone of my commands matching the arousal that she was experiencing. "You're feeling so aroused, Melissa, so very aroused, but you want more, Melissa, don't you, you NEED more. Tell me what you need, Melissa. "I need your cock, Master." "Yes you do need it, Melissa, you need it badly ... but not just yet, Melissa. Now I'm moving my hands from your breasts downward. Caressing your soft stomach ... still kissing your nipples, moving my touch downward. Now I'm running my fingers along the skin at the top of your shorts. You'd like to remove your shorts now, and you may do so." I heard a brief rustling sound. I knew that she was now totally naked. I'm now running my hand down even lower, Melissa. Now lightly rubbing the fur at the very top of your pussy." She was whimpering and moaning now. " I'm moving my hands to your legs now, Melissa. Rubbing your legs just above your knees. Gently caressing you ... now stroking higher, higher ... up to your thighs .. rubbing your tender thighs. What do you want, Melissa?" She was so completely immersed in pleasure, arousal, and need, that she was unable to answer. I repeated the question and she struggled to reply, "Your cock, Master. Please, Master." "Now my hands are caressing the very soft flesh of your inner thighs. I'm still licking your nipples, as my hands move upward ... now at the junction of your thighs, so close to your juicy pussy, so close ... you're so aroused, Melissa, so incredibly aroused. "Please, Master, I need your cock, please," she was beginning to cry. I could hear her voice trembling with need and desire. "I'm touching your pussy now, Melissa, just the outer lips, stroking them ... now moving inward ... caressing your inner lips ... inward .. stroking along your slit. You're so very moist, Melissa. My finger slides so easily and feels so good, so good. Not touching your clitoris, yet, and you're not to cum yet, Melissa. You may not cum until I tell you to. You will come, only when I say so, Melissa." When she heard my final command, her whimpering increased. I could tell that she was very close to coming and was craving additional stimulation. "You want something more, Melissa, you want me to rub your clitoris. What do you want, Melissa." In a very low tone she replied, "I want you to rub my clit, Master." "I'm rubbing your clitoris, Melissa; it feels wonderful. Stroking you in exactly the way you like the best, exactly the way that stimulates you most. What do you want now, Melissa?" "Your cock, Master." "Very well, Melissa. Look at my cock. How does it look?" "It's very hard, Master." "Yes, it's very hard. Reach out and touch it ... rub it up and down .. it's so smooth and hard, Melissa ... stroke up and down. Now I'm moving closer to you Melissa. I'm resting the head of my cock against your pussy lips, just against the outer lips. You're bucking your hips upward, trying to get me deeper inside you, but I'm moving with you, preventing any penetration." She was moaning and whimpering continually, desperate with need. "Tell me what you want, Melissa." To my surprise, she replied, "I want to cum, Master". "Again, Melissa." "Please, let me cum, Master." "I'm sliding my cock into you now ... slowly ... slo-o-o-owly ... ve-e-ery slowly ... inching it into you. You feel your lips separate. Just the head is inside you now, and I pause." The tease was driving her wild. She was crying, moaning, gasping, in agony, but an agony of the most delightful sort! "I'm sliding in further, now ... very slowly ... filling you ... slowly .. my cock is so full within you ... continuing to slide inward ... you feel it entering and stretching you ... it feels so wonderful ... inward ... inward. Now I'm completely in you. And I begin to slowly .. slowly withdraw." She gave a gasping cry and mumbled something. "Speak up, Melissa." "Please let me cum, Master, please." "Again, Melissa." "Please Master, let me cum, please." "Not just yet, Melissa, not just yet. You're right on the edge and needing to cum badly, but you will not come until I tell you that you may. Now, I'm sliding out ... almost all the way out ... now sliding back in ... now out again ... in ... out ... in ... out ... the pleasure is so complete ... my cock is making you feel so-o-o-o go-o-o-od." "Please let me cum, Master," in a shaky, gasping breath. "You'll need to beg some more, Melissa. I want you to beg continuously. Tell me what you want." "Let me cum, Master. Please, please, I need to cum. Please let me. Please. Ple-e-e-ease." She was crying, her pleas for release tumbling out now. "More, Melissa, beg for what you want." "Ma-a-aster, ple-e-e-ease, let me cum. I need it. Ple-e-ease let me cum. Let me cum Master, ple-e-e-ease." Over and over she begged for release. After a few moments, I decided that she was cranked as tight as she'd go. "When I count to three, you may cum Melissa. You will cum strongly, repeatedly. You will have a very strong, very, very pleasurable orgasm that will continue until I tell you to stop ... One ... Two ... Three." When I reached three, her crying changed pitch slightly. It was not very different from the whimpering, crying, moaning that I'd been hearing. I could only assume that she was indeed experiencing an orgasm. I continued my suggestions. "You're coming, Melissa. Over and over again. Waves of pleasure traveling through your body. It feels so-o-o-o wonderful. An intense, experience of pleasure. Feel yourself continue to cum. You feel so good." She continued to moan, gasp, cry. Her sounds took on a trembling quality that led me to imagine tremors of pleasure passing through her. After about 15 seconds, I decided that I'd better not push it and began to "talk her down". "You can stop coming now, Melissa. Your orgasms are stopping, your body is calming down, and you're beginning to relax. Relax, Melissa .. relax ... feel your breathing become deep and even. You're losing awareness of your body now ... the sensations of my touch are fading .. fading ... I'm no longer with you ... relaxed ... more and more relaxed ... deep, even breathing ... deeply asleep and relaxed." As I spoke, her breathing quieted rapidly, and she quickly regained the deep, even breathing pattern that I'd heard when she first entered the trance. "You feel wonderful, Melissa. You may thank your Master for this wonderful experience." "Oh thank you, Master. Thank you." "Now Melissa, soon I'm going to awaken you. After you awaken, whenever you hear me say the words, 'deep, deep asleep' you will immediately go into a deep and heavy sleep just like the one you're in now, a sleep in which you will obey my every command. Whenever you hear my voice saying 'deep, deep asleep', you will close your eyes, go to sleep, and follow every command that I give you. Any time that you are asleep, you will awaken instantly if you need to - if your child need you, if your husband returns, if anything requires your attention, you may awaken immediately, otherwise nothing will awaken you until I awaken you. Do you understand, Melissa?" "Yes, Master." "Sometimes I will send you e-mail at work. Whenever a message from me contains the words, 'deep, deep, asleep' you will go into the same deep sleep that you are in now. You will not close your eyes, but you will be deeply asleep. You will read the message and obey completely any commands that it contains. When you've finished reading the message, you'll awaken. While you're asleep at work, you will not lose awareness of your surroundings. If any of your co-workers call your name, if your boss needs you, if anyone is looking over your shoulder and might read the message, you will awaken instantly. Otherwise you will remain in a deep sleep until you've finished reading the message. Do you understand, Melissa?" "Yes, Master." "Very good. You're feeling very sexually satisfied right now, Melissa. When you awaken, you'll be able to remember every detail of this sexual experience. You'll be able to clearly remember every detail, and will be able to 'replay' the experience in your mind any time that you choose. When you awaken, you will find that the high level of sexual tension you've been experiencing for the last few days will have decreased. You may have an opportunity to make love with your husband this weekend. If you do, you'll find it extremely enjoyable. You'll be immersed in that experience; you'll have no thoughts of me. You'll be completely in the present with your husband and will find yourself very aroused and able to have a pleasurable orgasm very readily. Do you understand, Melissa?" As I gave her the last set of commands, I heard a small gasp. As she replied affirmatively, I imagined that she was thinking, 'how incredibly thoughtful and kind my Master is!' "Now it's time to awaken, Melissa, and return to your family. When I count to three, you'll awaken, feeling very refreshed and relaxed. You're ready to awaken now, aren't you, Melissa?" "No," she protested. "Yes you are, Melissa. You're ready to awaken, feeling relaxed and wonderful. I'm going to count to three now, and on three you'll awaken. One ... two ... three. Awaken, Melissa. I heard only silence on the other end. "Awaken now, Melissa, wide awake! How are you feeling?" "Wonderful." "Good. Now it's time to go. Go check on your sleeping child, Melissa." "I don't want you to go," she said in a plaintive tone." "It's time now, Melissa. Time to go back to the people you love. Goodbye, Melissa." "Goodbye, Master." A Letter from a Sex Slave (non-fiction) Dear Master M, Although I know that you told me to remember details, I'm having a bit of trouble doing so. However, I'll write what I remember, and give you free reign to post it as you please, but without attribution please (unless you want to say it was from minx :-). ------------------------- I had been looking forward to tonight with both anticipation and trepedation. After all, I knew that Master M had successfully hypnotized me before. And although very very pleasurable, I was still a bit nervous about the fact that he had been able to induce a state where I could get myself off with just my fingers. I had never been able to do that before. I couldn't help but wonder what he had in mind THIS time. Master M had instructed me to begin relaxation exercises before calling him. So I lay on my bed, eyes closed, methodically relaxing separate body parts. As I felt myself sinking into the bed, I remembered that the last time we spoke, he had planted a post hypnotic suggestion. When he said the words "my little sex slave", I was to regain the trance state that I was in during the previous session. I wondered if that would work. After all, it had been over a week since our last session. Although I had been hypnotized before, and had been told that I was a very good subject, I had no idea what would happen with post hypnotic suggesions. I felt quite relaxed when the time came to call Master M. As I dialed the telephone, I felt a bit of excitement and anticipation - along with a nervous twinge. I remembered this time to disable the call waiting :-). He answered the phone. He has a very lovely voice. It's actually quite soothing. After a bit of small talk, he told me to lie down on the bed, and close my eyes. It felt good to comply. Then he said something like "How are you my little sex slave". Well, I stopped wondering what would happen. It felt like the floor was falling out from under me. I felt as if I was sinking very deeply into the matress. Every part of my body relaxed. I was in a pretty decent trance state I thought. Master M continued to bring me deeper into my hypnotic state by suggesting pleasant safe places where I could relax even further. I almost literally felt my brain start to let go. He told me how good it felt to listen to his voice and respond to his commands. He sure had THAT right :-) I felt myself slipping deeper and deeper, finding it very easy to trust his voice. I knew he wouldn't take me anywhere I didn't want to go. Soon Master M told me that I would hear ticking sounds. I think he was using a metronome. He told me that with each tick, I would go deeper and deeper to sleep. I had already thought I had hit the bottom of where I could go. But, of course, I was wrong :-). More and more control was flowing out of my body. And it felt wonderful! There was nothing in the world but his voice. Again I thought I had hit the bottom. But then he told me to visualize a thermometer, and the reading on the thermometer would be how deeply asleep I was. He reminded me of a past time I was hypnotized, and said that level was a 50 on this scale. The top reading was 100, meaning totally awake. He asked me where I was at right then. I told him I was at 60. He was very pleased with that. It crossed my mind later that it was amazing I remembered a hypnosis session 10 years ago, never mind how deeply asleep I was then. Master M then told me that I would be descending some stairs, numbered from 1 to 10, and as the numbers went up, the deeper I would be asleep. When we got to 10, he asked me again where I was. At that time I was at 45. Then he told me to visualize a lever on the thermometer, and that each time I pulled it, the reading would be lower, and I would be more deeply asleep. I pulled the lever 5 times. The reading ended at 40. Now, here's when things start to get really fuzzy. I remember the feelings, and some of the details, but not all of them. So if things are out of order, or a bit strange, it wasn't my fault cuz I was sleeping when it happened :-) Master M asked me what I was wearing, then began suggesting to me that I wanted to take my clothes off. Piece by piece, I removed parts of my clothing. He then told me that I was becoming very aroused. As if his voice hadn't already made me feel that way :-). Anyway, as he told me to imagine him fingering my breasts. And I actually FELT as if he was. His imaginary fingers massaged me, pinched my nipples, played with my 6 week old piercings (which are healing very well, thanks) and then moved down to my pussy. The imaginary fingers began teasing, fondling, touching. I started to go crazy, making little whimpering sounds and twitching. He told me I was not yet allowed to come. But I wanted too, SO badly. I felt as if my whole being was trapped between two worlds, and I HAD to come or I would explode. The real me couldn't move my hands, except when writhing on the bed The fingers kept going, teasing more and more. The whimperings turned into moans. Finally, after what seemed to be an eternity, he told me that I could come, and that I WOULD come, right then. I'm still in total disbelief about what happened next. I had one of the biggest, longest, most increadible orgasms of my life! And this from someone who can't even get herself off with her fingers! I didn't even touch myself. It was all hypnotic suggestion. After what seemed like eternity, Master M gave me permission to stop. I fell back on the bed exhausted and deleriously happy. Master M then told me that now whenever he said "My sweet little sex slave", I would immediately go to this level of sleep, and would tell him "my eyes are closed and I am deeply asleep, Master". I had no doubt about my compliance this time. I knew that when he said it, I would do it. Again he relaxed my body, told me to let all tension flow out of me, and brought me back to the hypnotic state I was in. After a few moments, Master M told me that he was going to awaken me at the count of 3, and I would feel relaxed and refreshed. I remember thinking about how good that would be, given that I had a rough day at work. He began counting 1....2......3. My eyes were open. I stretched, yawned, and shifted the weight in my bed. I sat up a bit to hold the phone better. Again, we made a bit of smalltalk. I felt pretty good, very relaxed, and more awake than at the beginning of the session. Then, out of the blue, he said something ending with "My sweet little sex slave". My eyes rolled up into my head, I fell back onto the pillows, and my head flopped down on my chest. I knew I was very deeply asleep indeed. This time, the floor dropped further away, and I sunk deeper into the bed. A very short time after, Master M suggested that I write this up. As a matter of fact, he told me I would *want* to do that. Of course I did :-). Then he woke me up for real this time. He told me I would remember the details of what happened. Then we said goodbye. I didn't want to leave :-) Can't wait for next time :-) ***************************************************************** Copyright (c) 1992, Mountain Man Duplicating this story, with no changes or omissions, is permitted (encouraged) for non-commercial purposes. All other rights are reserved. All copies must retain this notice. [End Attached File]