#session log

More of my hypnotic adventures

I’m visiting one of my Calebs in DC for the weekend.

He also has ADHD and likes to keep active in his trances, so his mind doesn’t wander off, and I like to find creative ways to do that.

After cuddling, flirting, and kissing for a bit in bed, I snapped my fingers and dropped him, to which he shuddered delightfully even as his eyes rolled up.

I counted down slowly from 5 to 2, tapping his forehead after each number to bring him down further.

After I said two, and tapped, I said “you find snaps to be quite hypnotic, don’t you?”

To which he nodded and gave me a bit of a slurred “yes”.

“When I say this final number, I’d like this hand” I stroked the hand closest to me “to snap. You can do that for me, can’t you?”

Another nod. Another slurred “yes”.

“Good.” And I tapped his forehead. “One.”

And he obediently snapped his fingers and immediately slumped more into his pillows.

“Very good. I’m going to count down again, and on that final number, I’d like you to snap again for me.”

He was already nodding in agreement so I didn’t ask him to confirm he could do that.

Five more slow taps on the forehead. “Two. One.” And he obediently snapped, letting out a small moan.

“Mmm! Very good. This time,” I tapped his forehead without counting “I’d like you to count down from five in your mind. And when you reach that final number, I’d like you to snap. You can do this for me, can’t you?”

The “Mmhmm” and a nod wasnt the yes I would have preferred but it would do.

“Then you may begin counting… now.”

After approximately five seconds, he snapped.

“Yes. Good. And again, please.”

Another five seconds. Another snap.

“So very good for me. Again. And again. Each time you -“ he snapped - “reach that final number, snapping, and the counting down once” - he snapped - “again.”

“You’ve already begun to notice the hypnotic power of your own snaps, haven’t you?”

He snapped, moaned, and nodded.

“I bet, that each snap has a little more hypnotic power than the previous one, don’t they?”

He snapped, drew in a shaky breath and gave partially moaned “Yes.”

“Keep snapping for me. And let’s see what the hypnotic power of your own snaps does to that mind of yours.”

And he continued on like this for quite a while. Occasionally I would snap at the exact moment he did, causing him to moan louder or react stronger.

I lost track time, but it was probably less than 10 minutes before I paused his snapping.

“In a moment, not yet but when I say ‘now’, I’d like you to count down one more time from five. But this time, when you reach that final number, I’d like you to let that hypnotic power grow and grow and grow in your hand, between your snapping fingers.

I’d like you to let that hypnotic power grow and grow, build and build, until it’s almost too much for you to hold.

Only then do I want you to snap and release all that built up hypnotic energy.”

After I repeated myself, and received his agreement when asked if he was okay with this, I said. “Now.”

And watched.

His hand didn’t last as long as I thought it would, lasting probably slightly over 10 seconds after the snap started building.

His entire body rocked into his pillows and he let out a very nice moan.

I stroked his arm, letting him calm down.

“I’d like you to notice that all that hypnotic energy has been released from your fingers.”

“Reserved?” He asked, his brows creasing, even as his eyes remained mostly closed.

“No. Released. We didn’t negotiate that.” I stroked my fingers through his brown curls. “Once you’re awake and of sound mind, if you still want that we can negotiate that.”

“Of sound cock.” And I could see the mischievous smile on his lips.

“Okay. Of sound mind and of sound cock.” I grinned, knowing he could hear it in my voice even if he couldn’t see it.

Okay.” He nodded, still smiling.

“Good. Now. You can notice how how that hypnotic energy released” I stressed the word “with that last snap, all that hypnotic power dissipated, can’t you?”

He nodded and then lifted his hand and snapped.

“Testing?” I asked. And at his nod, “Back to normal?” And received another nod.

“Good! I’m going to give you another moment to enjoy being down here. And then, when you are ready to come up, I’d like you to snap one last time.”

I watched his face as I waited and it didn’t take the full minute before he snapped and I counted him all the way up.

He blinked those gorgeous eyes of his at me, and said “I’m confused. I only remember bits and pieces.”

And we cuddled together and used filling the gaps of his memory as aftercare.

The End

My limbs were both weightless and still; invisible things don't move.

My eyes saw an impressionist scene. Soft faces around round, dark wooden tables. Muted colors of rich deep reds and brown dominated the scene.

And then I was floating back down onto the stage, left with this feeling of having visited a beautiful stage. Magic ✨

We decided to go into the cavern and take on the Bone Golem with a decent strategy. We allowed Lia to go in with Pimbul as a bat in her pocket so that she could sneak up on the creature and get a powerful blow before we could go into the fight and overwhelm it with our numbers and magic power. Everyone else was doing so well, hitting every attack with no effort, but I struggled. No matter what instrument I used, no matter how hard I focused, I never seemed to hit the damn thing. Perhaps I was just disoriented because I knew what awaited in the city? I could only assume that was the case. Because there was a mix of emotions beginning to brew inside of my heart as we fought. There was happiness, fear, anger, and something I wasn’t quite familiar with and couldn’t quite describe.. It was difficult focusing on the task at hand. 

    Soon enough, the others laid the final blow, and to make myself useful, I decided to scout ahead using one of the spells Da taught me for when I was in a bit of trouble and needed to disappear into safety. I knew if I used my time wisely, I could give them information, which I did my best to do so. Once the spell was cast, the party wished me off so that I could go ahead and find out what exactly we were going up against.

As I entered, I immediately noticed more of the Bone Golems we had fought at the mouth of the cave just moments before now. Though I was invisible to the naked eye, I still snuck past them into a hallway with three arches. Above each, there was a glowing symbol. There were some I could not figure out, but from the ones I saw and recognized, these were the symbols of the schools of magic. In another one of the corridors, there were more of these arches and a door that seemed to have 8 keyholes on it, bearing the same 8 symbols I saw. This all seemed to be one giant puzzle to me. I snuck past the Bone Golems once again just before the spell ended, meeting back up with them to explain exactly what I saw.

    The magic users seemed to have a basic understanding of what was in that dungeon of sorts. Though my explanation wasn’t perfect, since I couldn’t recognize all of the symbols I saw. We were originally going to go in and destroy one Bone Golem at a time, but Orel noticed something; there was a glowing orb at a decent height above us. He tried to speak to it, only to receive no response. But we knew someone was listening and watching us. It probably saw me cast my spell and enter the halls further inside the cavern. Now I was more on edge than I was before. After a little while of them trying to communicate, Orel stepped forward to face the next Bone Golem that stood in our way, now beginning to talk to it. He told the creature that we were going to play along with its master’s game, solve its master’s puzzles, and handle this in a peaceful manner. I almost didn’t believe it when the Golem lowered its defenses, along with all of the other ones that I saw within the other corridors. How Orel had managed to do that, I’ve no idea, but it would be a lot easier to get through this without the Golems ready to attack and kill us all.

When we went into one of the corridors, and entered one of the rooms. I stayed a bit towards the back of the group. I was still slightly upset at how I had fought earlier, and I was afraid that Dorn was angry with me because of what happened in the Tavern a few days ago.. Was he angry with me? We haven’t talked at all since- What is going on with me? I need to pull it together. Especially since someone seemed to have stepped onto a trap and summoned a hostile Bone Golem into the room. Well, this was just lovely, wasn’t it? Once again, the fight went horribly wrong for me, and I was almost petrified when Orel was trapped in a cage of bone and knocked unconscious. If he were hit any harder, I was afraid he would have died on the spot. We couldn’t risk taking any more damage after that. Once the final blow against the Golem was struck, he was seemingly evaporated by Esteem’s powerful magic. Though it was impressive, we had to help Orel and take the time to rest and regain our strength. I couldn’t possibly sleep, as much as I tried. There were too many thoughts and memories of Da running through my mind. All I could do was strum the strings of my lute quietly, waiting for the others to get the sleep they needed.

Hi there! I’m Sweet! waves excitedly And welcome to my Tumblr This is my Tenth Text Trance post! This is a session log of a hypnosis session I had, in the format of a text trance post. If you don’t want to go under, please skip the induction. I hope you enjoy! I’m a large, loud and loquacious librarian who loves to help people. And sometimes the only way to help my subby boys is to take their mind, and slowly melt, mix, and meld it until he is thoroughly fucked up. NOTE: In this blog, I refer to all the subby boys I play with as Caleb. A Caleb in one post may not be the Caleb in the previous post, or the next post either, but I will consistently be using the name Caleb to refer to all of them. All of my Calebs have access to their safewords, even while being thoroughly mind melted.

Start of session: Hypnotic Language

I’ve worked with this Caleb quite a bit over the past several months, so when I asked what he wanted to do next, and he said “Mind Melting”, I was more than happy to agree.

“So, what do you know of Mind Melting?” I asked.

“Not much.” He was on camera and it's always fun watching him think. “I know you’ve mentioned it in the past, but I don’t really remember.”

“Its fucking someone up so thoroughly they are barely able to be coherent.” “Yeah. That sounds fun. Let’s do that.”

“May I use that blue orb of yours?” I asked, referencing a contact juggling orb we’d used in a previous session.

He agreed, stacked some books up and set a glove on top of the stack to use as a stand to place the orb on so he could stare at it without straining his neck.

After a few more negotiations, then taking a moment to refill our respective waters, we began.

I slipped into my hypnotic voice. “Please close your eyes, and take three, slow, deep breaths in.” I watched his chest rise and fall three times.

“I’d like your mind to imagine that blue orb. Your mind has been in that blue orb before. Your mind knows how easy it is to sink into that blue, blue, blue, orb. In a moment, not yet, I’m going to ask you to open your eyes and stare into that blue orb.”

“When you open your eyes, and your eyes stare deep into that blue orb, your mind will once again, so easily be pulled, pulled, pulled deep into that blue orb. Please open your eyes, now.” His eyes blinked open and found the orb on it’s stand, and stared into it.

“The more you stare into that orb, the more of your mind will slip into that orb. Slipping so easily into that orb.”

As I watched, his blue eyes started blinking more and more and I bit my lip for a moment, caught up in watching him, before mentally shaking myself and continuing.

“Maybe your mind hasn’t fully, entirely, completely slipped into that orb quite yet… That’s okay. Eventually your mind will be fully, entirely, completely slipped into that orb and when it is, those eyes of yours will be able to close.”

He continued to blink, slower now. “I see those eyes of yours blinking, and barely open. I can see those eyes of yours slowly closing as more and more and more as that mind of yours falls, slips, is absorbed, into that blue, blue, blue orb.” His eyes barely blinked before closing entirely, his head lolling slightly to the side.

“Placing my hand gently on your forehead and gently pushing your head against the back of your chair.” His head bobbed for a moment then fell back on the headrest, letting me take a moment to admire the strong line of his jaw and throat, a sight I thoroughly enjoy.

“That mind now filling that orb entirely. Yes. You are so good, and because you are so good, I’m going to say GB in a moment. When I do, I’d like you to focus on all the feelings and sensations those two words give you.” Pause. “Good Boy.”

His expression changed to the small, close lipped smile he normally gives me when I say “Good Boy.”

“Mmmmm. Focusing on all those feelings and sensations GB gives you because you know I’m able to connect all those feelings, all those sensations... to my snaps.” I gave a single snap. “Those GB feelings, and sensations attaching to my snaps, connecting to my snaps. My snaps giving you all those GB feelings, all those GB sensations.” I paused to let my words sink into his mind. “In a moment, I’m going to snap, and you’ll be able to experience all those wonderful GB feelings.” I paused for a moment, watching him, enjoying the moment, before snapping.

Sure enough, that same small smile came to his lips, telling me the connection was a success.

“Very good! I wonder when that mind, lost deep in that orb, will realize that that blue orb has been slowly dividing into sections. First it was two sections. Then four sections. Then sixteen. Thirty-two. Sixty-four. And continuing on and on and on, dividing again and again. Over and over.”

His eyes shifted beneath his eyelids as he processed this and I waited, taking the moment to take a sip of my water. When his eyes calmed, I continued.

“I bet your mind realized right then that it’s been divided, too. Divided into all these sections. I won’t tell you what is in which sections, because I don’t know. And that’s okay because we are going to discover what is in each section, together.”

“I’m going to give you back a few sections for a few moments, then let them flow back into the orb when I snap. When I snap, those sections flowing immediately out of your head and back into the orb, while your mind receives those lovely feelings, sensations of GB.”

Again his eyes moved behind his eyelids, and again I waited until they calmed.

“I’m going to bring you up, wide awake, and your mind will still be divided, deep in that orb. You will be able to sit up, and open your eyes. Everything else deep in that blue, blue, blue orb until I return sections of your mind back into your head.”

“Counting you back up, now. One. Two. Three. Four. Five.”

He slowly shifted, and his eyes slowly blinked open. He sat up, and… didn’t do anything else, just sat there.

Usually after he comes up, he gives me a big smile and a laugh, and possibly a comment, but this time he simply sat there, slowly blinking. I doubt he was seeing much of anything other than the blue orb.

Normally my first sentence would have been “how are you feeling?” followed by “please drink some water for me” but I couldn’t ask either of those right now.

I was excited to see what would happen when I gave him back a few sections.

“Very good! Giving you back sections 38 through 41.” I picked two random numbers.

His eyes blinked, then his expression changed and he stood slightly to reposition himself back in his chair. He looked at the camera but stayed silent.

Now that he had sections back in his head, what would happen when I snapped? I wiggled eagerly in my seat before snapping. “And back into the orb.”

Watching his expression, except the small smile from my snap, fade away, as his eyes once again unfocused on the blue orb was exceedingly hot. I did my best to keep my own focus. That expression was quite distracting.

“Giving you back sections 89 through 95.” Another random set of numbers.

He shifted, tugged his shirt down, and glanced at the camera again. But not much else.

snap “And back into the orb.”

I gave him back, and snapped away several more sections, before I gave him back sections 1 through 6.

His face animated and he gave me his first non-GB smile since being awake. “Oh. That’s where talking is.”

“Oh! Hi! How are you feeling?” I could finally ask.

“Good! A bit weird but good.” He stretched his neck side to side. “Good. Keep talking while I make a note that 1 through 6 is where talking is.”

“The rest of my mind is in there.” He pointed at the orb, sitting innocently on its stacked books and glove pedestal.

“It is. And now that I’ve written that down.” snap “Back into the orb.”

20 through 30 turned out to be the section that had his ability to drink water, his hand immediately moving to his glass and taking a long drink.

“Oh good. I was wondering if I’d have to specifically give you back the section with drinking water. I’m glad we found it.” I said this as I made a note under the first, this being another important group of sections.

Once he put the water back down I snapped again. “Back into the orb.”

I could not get enough of his expression as it went from animated to blank, except for that small GB induced smile.

With both talking and drinking water discovered, I started going a bit faster, pulling sections into his head and then almost immediately back out. He reported later that he found it fun going ‘oh, this is in this section’ before I’d pull it out again.

“Giving you back sections 56 through 81.” snap “Back into the orb. Giving you back sections 193 through 212.” snap “Back into the orb. Giving you back sections 133 through 166.” snap “Back into the orb.”

Now that his mind was used to going in and out of the orb, it was time to start the melting!

“Sooner or later as I give you sections back and then remove them again, over and over, eventually they will begin to mix, mingle, and melt together. The more that goes back and forth between the orb and your head, your head and the orb, the more will melt and melt and melt together.”

“Giving you back sections 270 through 298.” snap “Back into the orb.”

There were a few more give and take of sections, randomly choosing numbers, enjoying the transitions of his face as it went between slack to animated back to slack.

I paused in my fucking him up to give him back 1 through 6, curious how he was coming along so far.

“Oh. Hello.” He waved at the camera.

“Hello! How are you feeling?”

“A bit melted? Things are… my head is a bit floaty.” “Good! Glad to hear it. Giving you back sections 20 through 30, as well.”

His eyes blinked, as the new sections flowed into his head, then his hand immediately reached out for his water and he drank, then put the glass back down.

“Are you enjoying all the snaps?”

“Yes, they are distracting my head as the sections are pulled out.”

“Wonderful to hear!” snap “Back into the orb.”

And that small smile forming as the rest of his face once again lost all animation.

“Giving you back only section 44.”

His face animated, but nothing else happened.

snap “And back into that orb.”

After a few more sections in and out I got an idea and I grinned to myself. Experiments are hot, and I know he likes them, too.

“I wonder what will happen if I only give you back the section, whichever section that may be, that finds hypnosis fun, exciting, etc.. Giving you back that section, the section that enjoys hypnosis… now.”

His face not only animated, it lit up in one of his brief but face altering smiles. His smile changes his entire face, which normally comes across as handsomely serious. Or is that seriously handsome? Ahem. Anyways. Onward.

I realized he couldn’t communicate with me and quickly amended that by giving him back sections 1 through 6.

“Oh. This is fun. I really like this. Hypnosis is cool.” He raised a hand and pressed it lightly to his forehead for a moment.

“Hypnosis is cool!” I agreed with him, pleased my experiment had been successful. “How do you feel?” “Everything’s mostly a jumble.” “But you can still speak coherently. Which means I’m not done yet. But first… giving you back the section that includes your silliness.”

He blinked as that section flowed into his head and then grinned, and laughed. “Everything is silly now.” He said, as he looked around his room. “Everything? My voice? Melting? Hm. I bet even your hands are silly.” He pulled his hands up to his face. “They are! There’s too many fingers. There’s ten of them!” He almost shouted the last sentence, as he wiggled his fingers.

I had to take a moment to laugh. “Are you sure there’s ten? Have you counted them?” “Don’t ask me to do that! I don’t want to get to ten.” He shook his head emphatically.

“Okay, I won’t.” snap “Back into the orb.” And his hands dropped into his lap as his face took on that expression I was starting to get semi-hooked on.

A few more sections were given and then taken away.

“Blending and blurring together. The more these sections go into and out of your head. Blending, blurring, blurring, blending together.”

I got another experimental idea, curious what would happen. “Giving you back only the section that includes serious.”

His face animated, then looked... confused. As I watched, his head turned to the side and his body stiffened, which I took as a warning sign and immediately snapped “Back into the orb”.

His entire body this time, not just his face, relaxed, and that smile appeared, which let me know he was still doing good.

Another few sections in and out.

“All those sections melting. Mixing. Melding. Together. And giving you back sections 20 through 30.”

“Serious didn’t like that.” He reached for his water and took a sip. “Oh. I guess this section has talking now.”

“I see that. I’m sorry about Serious.”

“It's okay. Oh, my head is really jumbled. I’d even say melted.”

“Good.” snap “Back into the orb.”

A few more sections, a bit more blurring and mixing. Then another, hopefully more successful experiment popped into my head.

“I don’t know if this actually exists in a section. I will confess I hope it does, but I don’t actually know. But I do know you like experiments. I’m hoping there’s part of you that enjoys showing off for me, and if so, giving you that section back... now.”

He blinked, gave the camera a smile, then immediately raised both arms up, bending them back until his hands were grasping the top of his chair, showing off his muscled biceps, a position he knows I quite enjoy, and have frozen him into in the past.

“Oh, that’s good.” I tried to keep my voice calm, and mostly succeeded.

He then took his arms down and placed his left arm over his chest, hand on his right shoulder, giving me a closer view of his bicep for a moment. Then switched arms, right hand on left shoulder.

I’m fairly certain I gave a happy sigh at this point and mostly stared silently, completely distracted as he showed off his arms for me.

A few more arm stretches, all of which I highly enjoyed, then he moved to fiddling and playing with his semi-long hair, under and over his headphones, another thing he knows I enjoy.

I managed to find my senses at this point and give him back 1 through 6, so we could talk.

“How are you feeling?” I kept my eyes on his hair as his hand stroked through it. “Melted. Yes. Words. I’m feeling melted. Good. Fun.” His hands continued playing with his hair, never pausing for longer than it took to switch hands.

“Words, yes.” I knew I had given him the “show off” section but I was absolutely astounded that he kept going, kept sweeping his hair back and giving me another of those brief, face brightening smiles as we talked.

Well, as I talked and he attempted to talk, his hands and arms never stopped showing off for me.

Eventually, reluctantly, I snapped and sent everything back into the orb.

The meltiness was coming along nicely but I was sure he could be more melty.

“Giving you back the part of you that is so good at following directions.”

His face animated and he sat up straight, looked into the camera, obviously waiting for some directions.

“You know the rest of your mind is in that orb. Pick up the orb, please.”

He reached over and picked up the orb, and paused, waiting for more directions.

“Now, again, your entire mind except the section that is in your head right now is inside that orb. I wonder what will happen if you roll that orb between your hands. Let’s find out. Please roll that orb around your palms.

He glanced down at his hands, and rolled the orb back and forth. His face got an expression on it I couldn’t name and, curious, I gave him back 1 through 6.

“Wow.” Was the first word out of his mouth. “That’s.” He shook his head slightly in an ‘attempting to clear cobways’ way, rather than giving me no.

“Your entire mind is in that orb, and now you’re rolling it around, and around and around. If your mind was melting, mixing, and melding before, what must it be doing now.”

His words started getting less and less coherent as he rolled his mind around in his palms.

“So melted, mixed, melded.”

He nodded, “Melted.”

“Melted.”

“Melted.” His mouth opened to say something else but nothing came out.

“Very good. Placing that nicely melted mind of yours back down, carefully.”

He did so.

“Please place a single finger on that orb.”

He did so, pressing his forefinger against the blue orb.

“And letting everything flow back into your head, all melted, mixed, melded together, everything flowing back into your head. Flowing back in until that orb is entirely empty and your head is entirely full.” His eyes closed as sections flowed into his head through his finger.

“When the very last of your mind has returned to your head, you can take your finger away from that orb. When that orb is entirely empty, and your head is entirely full, you can take your finger away from that orb.”

I waited, watching his face, until his finger pulled away from the orb and his hand slowly fell back down into his lap.

“I shouldn’t need to count up because you haven’t been under, but just in case. One. Two. Three. Four. Five.”

He blinked and sat upright.

“Awake. Yes. Wow. Melted. Melted.”

He reached his glass and drank the rest of his water.

“Water gone.” He waved the empty glass at the camera.

“Yes. Water is gone but I don’t want you to walk right now.” He shook his head. “That would be a very bad idea.” This sentence, more than anything he’d said before, sounded like he was drunk. Which I was very okay with.

“How’s your head?”

“Mixy. Melted. Jumbled. You’re Sweet!”

“I am Sweet. Good! Who are you?” There was a moment's hesitation, then, in the same “drunk” voice, he replied. “Don’t ask me that.”

I laughed. “I can tell you what you are?” “Yes. Need that. Tell.”

“You are hot.”

He cocked his head, absorbing that, and then nodded. “I am Hot.”

“Yes, you are. And I am Sweet! Can you words?”

“Words. Hard. Jumbled. Melted.”

“I like your voice, all melted.”

“It's my voice.”

“I know. I like it.” “Okay.” Then, taking a sudden leap in another direction, he announced. “There are lots of ridges!”

It took me a moment to realize was talking about his brain. I did my best to laugh quietly before I could say “Yes, and that blue orb is smooth.”

“I was blue. And smooth. Now, ridges.”

To which I began to softly sing “I’m blue! Daba dee daba di. I’m blue.”

“ATB.”

“What?”

“I’m Blue. ATB.” “No, Eiffel… Eiffel. One moment while I look it up.” I opened my search and typed it in.

“Eiffel. From Italy.” He said this in a matter-of-fact tone, different from his “drunk” one.

“I found it. Eiffel 65!”

“Eiffel 65. From Italy.”

“Okay. I believe you.”

He nodded. “From Italy.”

“Yes. Good.” snap “Back into the orb. All of your melted, mixed, melded mind back into the orb.”

His entire body sagged against his chair, that small smile coming back to his mostly slack face.

“Good. And now that everything is completely back into that orb. I’m going to carefully separate these sections again. Everything being gently pulled, tugged, shifted back into its original section. There can be a slight bit of melting, but mostly everything back in its original, separate section.” “Giving you back the section that is so good at following directions.”

His body shifted, and he sat upright out of his sagged position.

“Once again, placing your finger back on that orb, and letting each individual section flow back into your head. Each section whole, separate, with a minimal amount of meltyness. Also, as your mind flows back into your head, canceling my snap trigger. My snaps are simply just snaps, once again.” “When your entire mind has flowed out of this orb and into your head, you can take your finger away from the orb.”

I waited until he pulled his hand away from the orb.

“Again, you should be up but-

He sat up. “I’m awake.”

“How’s your head?”

He smiled. “When you said fucked up, you really meant it. I am really fucked up.”

“Yes. Yes, you are. I would ask you to get water but I don’t want you walking yet.”

“Yeah, I don’t know if I trust my feet yet.” “We can do aftercare until you’re okay to walk?” “Yeah. We can do that.”

The End

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PLEASE NOTE: In this tumblr, I refer to all the subby boys I play with as Caleb. A Caleb in one post may not be the Caleb in the previous post, or the next post either, but I will consistently using the name Caleb to refer to all of them. All of my Calebs have access to their safewords, even while drained and vulnerable.

~*~

I woke from my nap, my eyes blinking open and a predatory smile crossed my face. I was feeling quite vampiric.

Caleb had been asking me to surprise him with a trance this weekend and now seemed a perfect time.

I sat up on Caleb’s bed, snagged my toy bag, and fished inside until I pulled out my pocket watch.

I had just set the bag back down when Caleb, naked exactly the way I like him, opened the bedroom door.

“Breakfast time?” He asked.

I grinned. “Possibly. Come sit” I patted side of the bed next to me.

Leaving the door open, he made his way to the bed and sat.

I raised my hand, displaying the pocket watch twisting gently on its chain.

“Oh. What are you thinking?” He asked, staring at the pocket watch.

Letting that pocket watch continue to dangle from my hand, I shifted slightly until I could gently sink my teeth into his shoulder.

“That vampire trance I’ve been promising you.” I licked the spot I had bitten.

“I’m okay with this.” He said, his eyes still on the dangling silver pocket watch.

I sat up and started to twist the pocket watch on its chain and release it.

His eyes were glued to it, as I spun and twisted the pocket watch, my voice seducing him into trance.

When it came to the end of the induction, I turned slightly so I could press my free hand against the middle of his chest and push him down onto the bed.

He flopped onto the bed, and I placed the pocket watch on the nightstand, no longer having a use for it.

I spent approximately five minutes, tugging his body back into a sitting position and pressing my hand to his chest to push him back down again.

Once I was satisfied with his depth, the vampiric seduction started.

“There’s tales about vampires. Tales on how they suck blood. Those tales are just that, tales. I’m here, not to tell you the truth, but to show you.”

I bent down over him and licked the side of his neck.

“Vampires.” I scraped the side of his neck with my teeth and felt his intake of breath.

“Bite not to drain their victim of blood.” My teeth gently nibbled on his neck.

“But to drain them of their power.” I again gave his neck a nibble. “To drain them of their free will.” Another nibble.”

“Draining them of everything.” I moved down his arm with my mouth.

“Now, of course, vampires such a I can chose what not to drain.” My mouth slid off his wrist, on to his ribs and still continued down.

“And, when I bite you, I will drain you of everything except...” My mouth slid over his hip down to his thigh, which I used my hand to pull towards me, baring his inner thigh. 

“I will drain you of everything except vulnerability.” 

And with those words, I bit the inside of his thigh. 

I sucked as I bit, stopping briefly at intervals to tell him what I had drained away.

“Strength. Drained.” Bite.

“Energy. Drained.” Bite. 

“Free will. Drained.” Bite.

I continued until only vulnerability remained. 

I gave the spot on his thigh a lick before sitting up.

“All you are is vulnerable. Not even submission. Just. Vulnerable. Sit up.”

And he did, his posture hunched, his eyes unable to meet mine.

“Ah. Yes, vulnerable. Unable to even meet my eyes.” 

He continued to be hunched, his eyes downcast. 

I took his wrist and his arm remained limp.

“See, this is where those tales got it from. Once the victim is drained of everything the vampire wants...”

I lifted the arm and dropped it, which, as I knew it would, also dropped him, his chin dropping to his chest. 

I placed my hand upon his chest, pushing him once again onto the bed. 

I started tiny little bites, all over his skin, biting him randomly, without pattern. 

“Once the victim is drained of everything the vampire wants... the victim is vulnerable. Unable to stop what is happening to him. Simply accepting that the vampire has the power to do to him exactly what she wishes.”

I continued to bite and seduce him for about 10 more minutes before I stopped biting him and let everything I had drain from him, trickle back into his mind and body. 

“Everything trickling back in as you return to who you were before this session. Everything trickling back in.”

I waited until his posture reverted back to normal. 

“And counting you back up and fully awake, filled with memories of this session. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. All the way awake.”

“Wow.” His eyes blinked open. “Wow. That was a lot of fun.” 

I smiled. “That was hot! Here.” I reached over to the nightstand, picked up the glass of water waiting there, and handed it to him. Drink and we can do aftercare.” 

The End

Link to more of my hypnotic exploits

This is a first for me. A session log from a Caleb. This is written entirely by him, and he’s asked me to post it. So, here it is. ~*~

Ever since Sweet discovered my weakness love for boobs, she’s been indulging me in countless fantasies with boobs (when appropriate of course). I’ve only recently been saying “melts” in our DMs to describe how I felt in these situations. 

At one point I half-joked In a message that melt might be a good trigger. It was not even 30 seconds before I saw the lovely message: "Sweet pinned a message to this channel.”

Having already done an NSFW session previously, I felt more comfortable talking to Sweet about boobs. 

Back when she did her “The Art and Power of Boob Inductions”, I remember hearing how people liked a certain kind of induction she demoed. Sadly I had to leave before that class before she got to it. So I asked her if we could do that for an induction.

Sweet asked me what I would like to do with her boobs. I think I hid my subby sub reaction to her question pretty well but I was definitely in that mindset when she asked that. I said I would like my head to be gently moved and pulled in to her cleavage, nuzzling and falling into her soft breasts… 

Slowly, but surely, I drifted off into a trance, head in Sweet's big boobs. She then asks what else would make me melt… I responded, slowly and all trancy, seeing Sweet's nipples. (Full disclosure: Sweet has never sent me nudes of her boobs and I don’t know what her nipples look like.) 

And so, as continued to nuzzle, I slowly imagined her big suckable, nipples. My focus was on the boobs, nothing else. I was simply a melted puddle of mindlessness for Sweet’s boobs. I was given a trigger for Sweet to use to return me to this mind state for about 10 to 15 seconds. 

She then brought me back up, had a quick water break, talked, and made sure everything was alright.

Next up we tried out the trigger… and it turned out to be a little too effective. I was accidentally dropping myself every time it was being used. On paper, that sounds great! But if I can’t get myself back up, it’s risky for use out of play, negating the whole fun in having triggers. 

Sweet got a stopwatch and we practiced melting for a certain amount of time. After experimenting, Sweet slightly changed up the trigger in my already suggestible state so that it lasts between 10-20 seconds, giving me enough time to for it to wear off and my mind to solidify. 

And thus I can become a melty Caleb for Miss Sweet.

Before we finished off the session, I asked her if we could try a combination of another trigger that has different effects when used with other triggers. She accepted my request, triggered me with the other trigger, and then said my newly obtained trigger. 

My mind melted twice as fast and I said probably the most hilarious thing all night. “Oh WOW. Your boobs grew an entire cup size.” 

She canceled the trigger and we both laughed for like a minute straight. By the end of all our fun, it was pretty late. 

We did a little aftercare, said our goodbyes, and before I went to sleep, I did my nightly mantra with her.

I hope you all enjoyed reading this!

(1/3)

Please Note: In this tumblr, I refer to all the subby boys I play with as Caleb, all the subby girls I play with as Kaelynn, and all the subby non binaries as Kael. All of my Calebs/Kaelynns/Kaels have access to their safewords, at all times.

At Charmed, I worked predominantly with a single Kael, although I did play with a few others. This Kael and I have worked together for almost a year now, and several times in person. We have established negotiations and consent. Boyfriend is, of course, my boyfriend.

Kael has all their memories back, and their notes will be in Bold and Italicized Text. 

Warning: I will be using hypnotic language in this post.

Wednesday

I got in Wednesday and met my Kael at the airport. After hugging, we made our way to the first hotel, the one we would spend Wednesday night in before heading to the Charmed Hotel on Thursday.

Once we got settled in we wasted no time, stripping, like the kinky people we are, and curling up into bed together. I stroked their hair as our conversation wound down. Their hair was even longer than I had seen it in September, which I was quite happy to see.

We had chatted all through the car ride and finally, here in bed, it was safe to trance them.

The first induction I brought up was a Word Association one I had used on one of my Calebs online a few weeks ago, and he loved it.

Once I explained the induction, I started. “Fragrant.”

“Lavender.” I should have seen that coming.

“Arousal.”

“Lavender.”

“Lavender.”

“Lavender.”

And I started laughing and cut that off. Kael’s mantra is “Lavender is lavender.” And I really should have seen that coming. It highly amused both of us though.

I would love to experiment with this type of induction more. I really liked the feeling of being trapped in a loop. Lavender was the only possible answer.

We tried again with a different starting word and, sure enough, Kael slowly dropped. I petted and stroked their body and called them my good toy, which they are.

I brought them up and, during the next hour I dropped them a few more times. While they were up, I remembered a crystal someone at MindQuake was handing out. I had snagged a purple one on a silver chain and I knew Kael would like it.

And it was perfect to do a bit of memory play with. Kael had asked, several times, over the past few months, to do more memory play, so I knew they’d love it.

“I have an idea, I think you’ll love. Do you want me to tell you what it is? Or surprise you?” I had the crystal hidden in my hand.

“Surprise me, Miss Sweet.”

“Lay back on the bed and close your eyes. When you open them, I want you to focus on what you see and follow it.” I positioned the chain over my hand and swayed it gently about a foot above Kael’s eyes. “Open your eyes.”

They did and immediately their eyes started following the crystal.

“Do you like it?”

“Yes, Miss Sweet, it’s purple. And silver.”

“I picked it out just for you. In fact, I just opened the bag a moment ago.”

As I talked, I watched their eyes, and sure enough, they were blinking more and more.

“I’m glad you like it. And down. Deeeep. Deep. Down for me.”

I lowered the crystal as their eyes rolled up into the back of their head and their body started twitching the way it does when they are deep.

“Very good, toy. Nice and deep for me.”

“Yes, Miss Sweet.” Mmmm. Their trancy voice, so lovely.

“Hello, subconscious toy.”

“Hello, Miss Sweet.”

“Now, I hypnotized you with a pretty purple crystal, didn’t I?”

“Yes, Miss Sweet.”

“I would like you to hide the fact that I did so from your conscious mind. Are you okay with this?”

“Yes, Miss Sweet.”

“In fact, I would like you to hide the fact that this crystal even exists. Each time conscious you sees this crystal, whether it be in my bag, or my hand, or on the counter, I’d like it to be the first time. You can do this for me, can’t you?”

“Yes, Miss Sweet.”

“Very good. Thank you, subconscious toy.” I reached out and petted their hair for a few moments, before bringing them up.

I dropped them once more with the crystal, the memory play suggestion working like a charm.

The crystal induction worked beautifully. From my perspective the crystal raised, and the moment it did I dropped.

I’m still pretty new to memory play, but I’m already a huge fan. Forgetting to remember things is so much fun.

And then I was hungry. It was a long day of travel.

We got dressed, headed to dinner. At dinner we chatted about a few things Kael wanted to try that they hadn’t gotten to yet. I wrote them down.

When we got back to the hotel, when we opened the door, I noticed the mirror directly in front of us, and I grinned, remembering a comment they had made earlier.

“Put your things down and come here. I want to trance you with the mirror.”

“Yes, Miss Sweet.”

After fiddling with the lights, I had them stare into the mirror.

“Watch the person in the mirror. I’m going to hypnotize them and you are going to watch. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Miss Sweet.”

“But first, watch what happens to them when I snap.” I brought my hand up, aimed at the mirror rather than Kael, and snapped.

Kael immediately reacted to their trigger and their eyes rolled up.

“Keep your eyes on the person in the mirror, toy.”

It was an obvious struggle for them to do so, but they managed.

After they calmed, I reached up, under their long beautiful hair, ran my hand up their scalp, and made a fist at the back of their head.

“In a moment I’m going to drop them with a hair pull. I want you to keep watching.”

“Yes, Miss Sweet.” Oh their voice had changed, going all submissive, not quite trancy.

I watched Kael’s reflection in the mirror and then pulled back. They dropped, their head returning upright when I let go, their eyes rolled back in their head again.

I steadied their body when they swayed, whispering. “Toy, keep your eyes on the person in the mirror.”

Again, it was difficult for them to focus, but when they did, their mouth dropped open as they stared at their own extremely submissive face.

“Look how deep they are. Look how controlled they are. You can see, can’t you, how controlled and deep they are?”

Kael wasn’t even able to say “Yes, Miss Sweet”, which is unusual for them. They merely nodded, their eyes on their controlled reflection.

I stroked their arm and praised them before I got an idea. I let them enjoy staring at themselves, all deep, for a moment before I slowly counted them back up.

They blinked at me. “That was hot, Miss Sweet.” Still in that subby voice.

I smiled.

“Good, I’m not done yet. Take off your shirt.” We were both still dressed from dinner. 

They did so and once again, in front of the mirror, I dropped them with a hair pull, encouraging them to keep their eyes on the person in the mirror. This time I played with their nipples, which are quite sensitive.

“Watch how the person in the mirror responds to my playing with their nipples.”

They moaned, their eyes half lidded but glued to their reflection.

“I’m going to increase the sensitivity of their nipples. And you get to watch. I’m going to count from five to one, and then say ‘Increase’ and the sensitivity of their nipples will increase. Are you ready to watch?”

Their head was barely upright as they continued to stare at themselves tranced out, nipples played with, in the mirror.

“Yes, Miss Sweet.” Completely tranced out. Mmmmm.

I counted down before pausing. “Increase!”

And I resumed rubbing their nipples. Such reactions!

Their eyes fluttered as they focused on their body’s reactions in the mirror.

We enjoyed this for a few more minutes, before I canceled the increase and brought them all the way back up.

“How are you feeling?”

“Oh, Miss Sweet. That was so hot.” Their eyes were full of submission tinged with arousal.

“I agree, toy. Strip and get on the bed.”

I watched, relaxing on the bed, admiring them. They have a collection of lovely panties and these panties, while they looked quite good on them, looked even better… coming off.

They lay naked next to me, I was still fully dressed except for my shoes, and we cuddled and chatted about the mirror session for a bit as Aftercare.

This mirror scene was perfect. It was such a good way to kick off Charmed! 

I remember this whole scene vividly. 

This was the first time I’ve been tranced in a mirror. Being told to look into my own eyes and watch myself being hypnotized would have been incredible. The extra layer of being also being told it was someone else made it even better somehow. 

More science! will have to be done.

“Oh! That reminds me! I have something I want to show you.”

I got out of bed, and snagged the purple crystal, hiding it in my hand.

“Close your eyes. I think you’ll like this. I got it at MindQuake. Now, I got it for you, so I hope you like it. If you do like it, I’d like you to describe it. If you don’t like it… well… just comment on the texture of the ceiling. Okay?”

It made them smile. “Yes, Miss Sweet.”

“I do think you’ll like it. But, if you comment on the way the ceiling looks, I’ll know you don’t. Ready?”

“Yes, Miss Sweet.”

I once again settled the chain in my hand and started swaying the crystal above their eyes. “Open your eyes.”

They did, their eyes focusing on the crystal.

“Oh, it’s pretty, Miss Sweet. Such a deep purple. And I like the silver chain.”

“I’m so glad you liked it. I picked it out just for you.”

Their eyes were already starting to blink and flutter.

“Drop.”

And they did.

I used the crystal two more times. Each time they opened their eyes, they commented on it as if it were the first time they saw it, which made me quite happy.

After the third time, once their eyes rolled up, I tossed the crystal back into my bag.

I was fractionated pretty well by this point.

I started snapping. Increasing their arousal over and over and over again with every snap. Their body arched and shuddered and their breath came hard and fast as I continued to snap and increase and increase until

snap “Cum!”

And they did, their head arching back and their body tensing up. A mental orgasm rather than a physical one, which is exactly what I wanted.

Once their body relaxed, I started snapping again, over and over until again, ordering them to cum.

Their moans were amazing to hear. Breath coming hard and fast.

I repeated this, less and less snaps between each order to cum until I was snapping and ordering them to cum, cum, cum with each snap.

I quickened my pace of snaps and orders to cum until

snap “Break!”

And they did, their entire body going limp, their head lolling to the side and their mouth going slack, a large difference between the tenseness of their body moments before.

As I stroked and pet their hair and body, they let out quiet little moans I don’t even think they realized they were doing.

Broken toys look so good all broken. And they sound even better. I let them be broken for about 10 minutes before slowly putting them back together again, piece, by piece, by piece.

Once they were whole again, they opened their eyes, which showed both arousal and submission.

The snaps dropped me completely. My snap trigger works well when it is a single snap at the start of a session. This rapidfire series of loud snaps completely took my brain offline. Sweet is right, I was broken.

After a few more small scenes, I realized the time and ordered us both to bed.

Thursday

We woke up early enough for breakfast down in the hotel. Then, returning to our room, I teased them quite a bit with snaps before we both showered, repacked and headed to the Charmed Hotel.

We surprisingly were able to check into Kael’s room earlier than we were expecting. And we headed there, passing a few people I knew in a sitting area.

I waved and we continued on our way.

In the room, the first thing I noticed was the huge window that looked out onto the back of the hotel which included the closed outdoor pool.

Once Kael put their stuff down, I snagged their hand and tugged them to the window.

“Tonight I’m going to trance you, right here.” I told them.

They seemed a bit nervous.

“I’m an exhibitionist and I love showing my toys off.” They still seemed nervous so I pet their arm. “We’ll discuss it later. I wanna head back out and see what’s going on.”

I was definitely nervous. I’m not naturally an exhibitionist. Sweet did an amazing job of settling my mind.

We made our way back to that sitting area, and we stayed there for a couple hours. I was able to hug people I knew, including an online Caleb. His hair was so floofy and I was so happy when he let me pet it.

After he said good-bye, another Caleb of mine joined the group and I hugged him, introduced him to Kael, and we chatted for a while before we parted, reminding each other of our scheduled appointment at 4.

Looking at the time, I decided I wanted more play with Kael before my other scene and we headed back to Kael’s room.

On the way back to the room, because had been awkward introducing them to people and, not being sure what name they wanted me to call them, I asked them directly.

“So, do you want me to introduce you as toy? As your scene name? What would you like?”

They took my hand in theirs as we walked and they thought.

“Toy.”

I smiled, quite happy with this decision. “Alright. I am very okay with this.”

We headed back to Kael’s room and stripped once again, crawled into bed where they began kissing me. In a teasing mood, I pulled away slightly.

“Freeze.”

They did, half on their elbow, leaning towards me. I kissed them, their lips unmoving which is far hotter than it sounds.

“Mmmmm. Each and every time you go to kiss me, you’ll Freeze. If you understand, you can say ‘Mmhmm’.

“Mmhmm.”

“Good toy. Unfreeze.”

They moved half an inch before they stopped. I giggled. “Are you Frozen?”

“Mmhmm.”

“Unfreeze.”

Again, they moved half an inch before stopping.

Which I found quite amusing. This lasted for about 3 or 4 minutes before I finally canceled and they could fully kiss me.

This was some of the most fun I’ve had with Freeze. I really wanted that kiss, being unable to do so no matter how hard I tried was so wonderfully frustrating in exactly the right way.

Once we came up for air, we discussed a Con Long trigger that they could respond to, even if I wasn’t there, like during my Consent Team shifts.

After about 10 minutes of discussion we had it.

And they wanted this to also involve memory play.

I pulled out the deep purple crystal, which they greatly admired and found quite hypnotic, and dropped them with it.

“Each and every time you get on the elevator and the elevator doors close, I’d like your mind to respond as if you smelled Lavender. Are you okay with this?”

“Yes, Miss Sweet.”

“I can be there, I can be absent, either way, everytime the elevator doors close, your mind will respond as if it smelled Lavender, won’t it?”

“Yes, Miss Sweet.”

“Subconscious toy?”

“Yes, Miss Sweet.” It was subtle, but their voice did change ever so slightly.

“I’d like you to hide both this trigger and the negotiation of this trigger. Can you do this for me?”

“Yes, Miss Sweet.”

“Such a gooood subconscious toy. You always do so well for me. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, Miss Sweet.”

“I’m going to bring you back up now.”

And I counted from one to five and started kissing Kael as if our break for negotiations never happened.

I KNEW the elevators smelled like lavender.

We cuddled for a bit before I saw the time, gave Kael one final kiss before heading to the first Caleb’s room for our 4pm appointment.

I’ve worked with this particular Caleb almost exclusively in person at Cons and I know their limits and likes pretty much by heart.

Last session we had done in person was an experimental trance I had been working on, and they quite enjoyed that. During our Discord negotiations, he mentioned he would enjoy doing another experiment.

I had a succubus trance I’ve been working on, so I snagged my bag of Starbursts but wanted to give him two choices, rather than one, so I brought a lemon scented massage bar and my perfumed lotion for a second option.

When I got to his room, we hugged. While we negotiated, we rearranged his room slightly so I could sit on the comfy chair and still touch him while he was lying on his bed.

When I offered him both choices, he chose…

Both.

The succubus one first.

When we discussed inductions, he had no preference.

I’m not a visual person, so I often forget visuals exist. And so I had made it my goal this Con to do as many visual inductions as possible (see above, purple crystal).

I wear a Labradorite pendant which is quite hypnotic. The colors shift and move as the light shifts. I showed it to him and he agreed to be hypnotized by it.

After a few more negotiations, I took off my necklace and hung the pendant in front of his eyes.

Rather than do what I had done with Kael and the crystal, I had Caleb feel as if his mind was falling into the pendant, gently guided in by all the flashing colors. And within a minute, he was deep under.

I deepened his trance. And then started going over what we had negotiated.

“In a moment, I’m going to count down from five to one, and when I do, I’m going to transform into a succubus, one who will drain you of everything. All your energy, all your will, everything. Except arousal. Are you okay with this?”

He nodded.

“Good. Very good. And I’ll be draining you three separate times. In between each time, I’ll be giving you a Starburst, to regain your energy back, so I can drain you again. Are you okay with this?”

Another nod. “Mmmm. Good. I’m going to count down from five to one in a moment, transforming myself into a succubus, one who will drain you of everything except arousal.”

I counted down and then stood from the chair.

“Ooooh, look at this. So delicious looking. I wonder what he’ll taste like?” And I ran my hand over his arm. “Mmmm. Oh, oh, that is tasty.” I ran my hand over his side.

“Such energy. So delicious.”

I continued to run my hand over individual parts of his body, including his head, and making comments such as the above. As I drained him, his breathing slowly sped up, and I could tell he was getting quite aroused. I made one more pass with my hand, making sure to consume the last bit of free will before sitting back down.

As I made comments on how full I was, I reached into the bag of Starbursts and started peeling one before standing back up.

“Open your mouth.”

He did and I gently popped the Starburst in and he started chewing.

I sat and waited until he chewed fully and swallowed. It was a good estimate of when all of his energy, will, etc. was fully back.

“Night two, I return and see you there, once again, full of energy.”

I stand. “Oh, oh, oh! I can’t help myself. You tasted so good last night.”

And I ran my hands all over his body quick as I could. “Devouring. Devouring. Oh, you are so good. Such energy. Such will. So good. Devouring.”

His breath came quicker and quicker as I ran my hands over his body as fast as I could.

Within a minute I stopped, sat, and in a disappointed voice said. “And completely drained once again. Oh, I enjoyed you far too quick. Too fast. I want more. And you are all drained.”

I watched his quick breathing as I peeled another Starburst.

I again ordered his mouth open, and he again chewed.

When it was swallowed, his breathing was back to normal.

“Night three, I again return and I know I have to restrain myself. Last night was far too quick. I know I have to savor you, enjoy you.”

I stand and start running my hands slowly over his body, making similar comments as night one.

Though, as I was tasting all his yumminess, I couldn’t help but go faster.

“No, I must go slow. I must enjoy you.”

Despite that, my hands slowly start to become faster and faster over his body until once again, I’m devouring him.

I sit back down with a sigh, picking up another Starburst. “Drained. Drained. Drained. You are so good it’s so difficult to savor you.”

Once the Starburst was peeled, chewed and swallowed, I canceled all the suggestions and return him, and I, to our normal selves before counting us back up.

We had a bit of an aftercare discussion, our full aftercare waiting until after the second trance.

The main thing I remember about our discussion is him saying. “When I was drained, I was unable to even find the will to move.” Which I highly enjoyed.

The second trance was more of a scientific experiment, rather than a roleplay one. After a thorough negotiation. I dropped him with my pendant once again. Once he was deep, I rubbed the lemon massage bar on one wrist, and assigned it with “analytical” and rubbed the apple champagne perfumed lotion on his other wrist and assigned it with “arousal”.

I then, one at a time, had him inhale the scent from each wrist, sending his mental state from arousal to analytical and back.

It was a fun experiment, watching his body’s reactions.

Once I canceled that, I had him wash his wrists and then we cuddled for 10 minutes as aftercare and chatted before it was time for his next appointment.

Not my trance, but this was very hot to read. Any form of succubus is pretty much guaranteed to turn me on. Especially one that can’t quite seem to keep herself under control...

I went to go find Kael, who was in the Hospitality Suite.

We hung out in the suite, and played an awesome new board game called For the Queen. In fact, I enjoyed it so much, I plan on buying it.

After the game, Kael and I headed off to dinner.

When we got back, I brought them to the window, opening the curtains.

“I’d like to trance you right here. May I?”

It was dark outside and the only light was in our foyer.

They seemed nervous still and I waited, not pushing them.

They nodded. “I’m not sure I can drop here, but yes.”

I smiled, knowing exactly how I was going to drop them.

First, after closing the curtains again, I stripped Kael down and put them in a pair of shorts, put my collar around their neck and took their hand, leading them back to the window.

I made a quick check to again make sure no one would be able to see us, and, as the pool was still closed, we were in the clear.

With the light still on in the foyer, once the curtain was open, they could just make out their reflection.

“Stare into the window. Notice that person there. I want you to watch that person.” And I copied yesterday’s Mirror induction, which worked exactly as I hoped it would.

They went under.

I made them watch their reflection as I brought them deeper and deeper. And then I had them close their eyes as I ran my hands up and down their arms.

“Such a good toy for me. So good. To be deep for me. Letting me show you off. I wonder if we’ll get an audience, with you here by the window, tranced so deep by me.”

I leaned forward and kissed their shoulder blade.

“This is an Erotic Hypnosis Convention after all. And I’m sure there are quite a few people who’d love to see my toy all deep and hypnotiz- and ooh, there are three people now. They are pointing and smiling. We do have an audience.”

I moved to stand next to them, as I reached up into their hair and pulled them deeper.

“One moved off, now we have two. Darn, we lost- no wait.”

I paused, stroking their neck.

“Ah, they are returning with a few others. It looks like we have five people watching now. You are all tranced and controlled by me in front of five people. , Oh, and here come some more.”

I continued to count non-existent people as I brought them deeper and made them say their mantra. When there were fourteen people…

“Hmmmm, one is gesturing something. One moment toy.” And, even though they couldn’t see me, they could feel me as I leaned towards the window. “Ah, one is asking me to snap. Let’s give the audience what they want.”

snap

And, there, standing in front of the window, Kael shuddered as they reacted to my snap.

“So, good. And look two more people are coming to watch you.”

At the end I stopped at eighteen people.

“And count down slowly, toy, from eighteen. If you mess up, you have to start again from eighteen. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Miss Sweet.”

“Eighteen”

snap

“Seventeen” their voice barely recovered

snap

“Sixteen”

snap

And down they counted. Surprisingly, they didn’t mess up.

At one, I had them take several steps back and then I waved towards our invisible audience before I closed the curtains.

I slowly brought them all the way back up.

“Mmmm. Hi, Miss Sweet.” Have I already mentioned how much I love their face all submissive? Cause. So fucking hot.

“Hi, toy. How are you feeling?”

“Good, Miss Sweet. You used that mirror induction and I was down.”

“I know. Good toy. Did you enjoy that?”

“Yes, Miss Sweet. I enjoyed being on display for you, knowing that I was pleasing you in front of an audience. It was hotter than I thought it would be.”

I didn’t say it but I definitely thought it ‘I’ll make an exhibitionist out of you, yet.’

I was still nervous going into this despite Sweet’s expert soothing. I should have known better. She was absolutely right about what would work. 

As soon as I saw my reflection, I forgot everything else and dropped completely. 

I’m really happy I was able to describe the experience so coherently at the time, I was down deep in trance. Counting down from eighteen was really hard, by that time, it was pretty much all I could do to keep saying the numbers in order.

We aftercared and then it was time to go meet Boyfriend, who had landed late and was on his way.

Once Boyfriend was checked into our room, and set his stuff down. I was quite demanding in three way snuggles.

Boyfriend at one side of the bed, me in the middle, and Kael behind me.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

It made for a very happy Sweet.

After a bit of this, Boyfriend and I had to head down for our Consent Team meeting, which went well.

End of Thursday!

I hope you enjoyed!

Link to more of my hypnotic exploits

It fulfilled its main purpose fairly well, which was to introduce the essential rules to my players and offer them a first taste of combat and consequences (nobody died but a PC’s familiar* had a very close call), but there’s a couple things I’d like to take note of for future reference :

- First, I was well prepared system wise but not well enough on the lore side, especially on the couple of “loose ends” the scenario plants for future development. I definitely need to learn more on that end if I’m gonna be including more of this type of leads in my future games.

- Second, there are a few inconsistencies/straight up illogical things in this scenario which my players pointed out. If I am going to run it again for another group I will consider reworking them/weeding them out.

- Last thing is really on me and has nothing to do with the scenario itself but I didn’t really find a way to bind the PCs to the story and the stakes were too low for the PCs’ interest to feel natural. I lazily went ahead as is because my previous experience playing D&D with another group had worked just fine like that but I guess it’s harder to apply in Call of Cthulhu, where you want the stakes to be high from the get go. I’m wondering how I can fix that now, I’ve been thinking about doing character “spin-offs” to anchor them in this world in a way that makes sense but I feel like that might be asking a lot from the other players this early on in the game… Food for thoughts I guess !