Note to the reader: This story is based on actual events.
I don’t remember how we met her. All of a sudden all four of us were crowded around her at this little beach bar on a Friday night. It was spring break, and because we are at school in Florida none of us had headed home. Instead we hung around the shore clubs, looking to score out-of-town hotties who had come to the beach to unwind. Read more…
I noticed her as soon as she walked in the pub, and I wasn’t alone. Curly blond locks falling around graceful shoulders. An hourglass figure so sexy it seems unreal. Legs… her legs… even now words fail me. She wore a short black dress that accentuated every thrilling curve of her body. Her eyes are a green hue so uncanny they must be enchanted. One look at her made me dizzy from how hot I became, and how fast. Read more…
She stood over me silently for several minutes. Nothing is more terrifying than her silence. I knelt obediently, eyes downcast, unable to resist stealing glances at her through my peripheral vision. She is soooo beautiful. Standing tautly erect, her magnificent legs and tits, her regal air, drew every ounce of my energy toward her with irresistible magnetism. Her face, cast in fury, was so gorgeous I felt like my heart might explode from the sight. Read more…
There is a classic movie that I love-hate: The Manchurian Candidate. I love it because it is very entertaining, with great performances by Frank Sinatra and Angela Landsbury. I hate it because it has very effectively spread harmful myths about hypnosis.
In one of the movie’s most famous scenes, the hero, Raymond Shaw, has been captured along with the rest of his platoon during the Korean War. He and all his comrades have been hypnotized by evil communist scientists. They think that they are at a women’s garden party in a quaintly charming old hotel back in the U.S. In reality they are seated in a sterile auditorium, being cross-examined by a doctor and observed by Russian, Chinese, and Korean military officers.
All of that is fine. I have placed many men into just such alternate realities. The damaging part comes when Raymond is ordered by the doctor to choke one of his friends to death, and does so with a smile.
That is just silly. Hypnosis does not wipe out who you are, or give anyone such complete control over your psychology and morality. No matter how deeply you are hypnotized, you remain you, and your values and priorities maintain intact.
I wouldn’t have it any other way, pets.
The sexy part – THE TURN ON….is overcoming your resistance. Touching the real you. When I bring you to a peak of ecstasy or torment you with pain and denial, you are there….you respond to what I do to you.
So take the plunge, pet. I can’t promise you it won’t hurt…where would the fun be in that? But I can guarantee you you will NOT regret it. I’ll be waiting for your call…….
In the movie Shallow Hal, a man is hypnotized so that he sees the inner beauty of everyone around him, and as a result falls in love with a woman he might not ever have noticed.
It is a very clever premise, and says more about the truth of hypnosis than perhaps even the screenwriter realized.
For you see, pets, I have enjoyed the attention of shallow men all of My life. I am gorgeous, of course, so the mere sight of My legs in a short dress or My tits in a low-cut blouse has had men follow Me home like lost puppies, panting and drooling all the way.
But the men who fall really hard for Me are the ones who can see My inner beauty. All men have the same shallow desires, but not everyone can appreciate or even sense the qualities of intelligence, taste, sensitivity, creativity, dynamism, and raw personal power that pulsate at My core. Those who can are not only helpless to resist My charms, they fall inevitably into a torturously sublime rapture of love and adoration. Those lucky men experience agony and ecstasy the likes of which few are privileged to know.
But here is something that Shallow Hal got right. Hypnosis can make you deeper. Digging in a man’s psyche is no different than digging in the earth- the process creates new depths. Let Me work on you, pet. If you think that I have thrilled you before, just wait to see what you will feel when I have given you a new perspective on My Beauty.
Cum for My Body, stay for My Power. That’s a good toy boy…
