From Nony\u00a0 Mouse
\nI am a hypno fetishist.
\nI surf all the sites.
\nI read mind control stories, almost as a religion…<\/p>\n
I write, I read, I look at all the manipulations and stories that even smell like mind control. \u201cBrave New World\u201d is bookmarked. I know the disclaimer: \u201cLife isn\u2019t really like this. This is fiction.\u201d But something happened last week\u2014and I hope it will happen again next week\u2014that gives me reason to test my own understanding of that reality. I found the site while I was chasing links. It opened with an artist\u2019s depiction of a pair of obviously-feminine green eyes staring directly at me.\u00a0 That I liked! And I felt something stirring below my belt.<\/p>\n
I looked around the site and found a bunch of stories by a favorite of mine, Pinky, and a couple of other mind control authors I had never heard of. All of them wrote about this woman\u2014Marquesa\u2014who, they said, is a hypnofetishist as well. But according to the site, She is dominant, She is a skilled hypnotist, and She is real! There was an e-mail address and, in fact, even a phone number.\u00a0 Obviously, with a real woman purporting to identify with my long-held fantasy, it was only a matter of time until I called. On my first attempt all I got was a recorded message . . . but . . . it was a real working phone number with an answering machine. The message said that She was out. But . . . oh, what a voice! It was low, sexy, sultry, care I say it\u2014hypnotic! The instructions said to try back every half hour or to leave a phone number where I could be reached. I obediently left my phone number and sure enough, a few hours later I got a call back. It was the same fascinating voice.<\/p>\n
\u201cIs this Mr. Mouse?\u201d (No, I didn\u2019t leave a message in the name of A Nony Mouse, but I do value my privacy.) \u201cYou called me earlier to talk about your, ummm, fetish.\u201d \u201cYes ma\u2019am, I did,\u201d I responded. I wanted to show respect to Her so I used \u201cma\u2019am.\u201d I could almost hear the smile in Her voice as She answered. \u201cIf we both agree to carry on, begin a relationship, and carry it to another level, you will call Me Mistress Marquesa\u2014but for now Ms Marquesa is fine\u2014Ma\u2019am makes Me sound like My grandmother.\u201d Her voice continued to have that mysterious smile in it. \u201cI assume, from your message, that you would like to meet Me but before I allow any hypno activities to happen I usually set up an interview so I can see if we would be compatible . . . and if you would be a good subject for hypnosis. When would be acceptable for you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cUhhh . . . uhhh . . . ,\u201d I stammered. After all, I hadn\u2019t really expected to meet Her. I thought it would be some kind of a phone thing . . . you know . . . like . . . well, uhhh, I guess I was expecting \u2018Dial-A-Dom\u2019 or something! She laughed out loud this time. \u201cNow dear boy, quit stuttering.\u201d She commanded. \u201cDo you want to meet Me or not?\u201d \u201cY-y-y-yes . . . I do. Anytime would be okay with me, just name it.\u201d In that split second I had made up my mind. I had to meet Her!\u00a0 \u201cFine,\u201d She said, and She ordered me to meet Her in two days. She told me more or less what She looked like and what kind of car She would be driving. She also warned me not to be late because She only gave \u201cpotentials\u201d one chance. If they were late or didn\u2019t show, that was it\u2014they were struck from the list!\u00a0 It was two days later, the time was 10 a.m., and I was sitting in my car in the parking lot. She had told me to be there at 10:15 so I had arrived early for my appointment. I did not want to miss this exciting and unbelievable opportunity. A low-slung sports car cruised by with a really beautiful woman driving. Could this be Her? She circled around once and then pulled up to my car so that we were driver\u2019s window to driver\u2019s window, like donut-eating cops. She smiled. I had a queasy feeling in my stomach just looking at Her smile . . . She was so beautiful! Her face was exquisite. Her hair was long and luxurious. And Her eyes were large, sparkling blue-green pools that you drowned in. She looked absolutely fascinating. \u201cAre you Mr. Mouse?\u201d She inquired in that same silk and honey voice I had fallen for on the phone.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, Ms marquesa, i am.\u201d I tried to think of something light and humorous but \u201cyes\u201d was all that came out . . . i was immediately under Her spell. \u201cLet\u2019s go to that restaurant over there and have a cup of coffee so we can talk.\u201d As She spoke I knew that it was not a request, but an order. \u201cYes . . . good idea Ms Marquesa.\u201d Now that was a lot funnier answer, really clever . . . so i just couldn\u2019t think\u2014okay?<\/p>\n
As She got out of the car i was again struck by her fabulous beauty. She was of average height\u2014as if anything about Her could be called average!\u2014and, believe me, that was the only time the word could be used in any way to describe Her. That body . . . .oh, what a body: full, lush breasts, slim waist, voluptuous, womanly hips. i followed Her into the restaurant\u2014frankly i wanted to walk behind Her so i could get a really good look. Her walk was slow, swaying and sensual. She was dressed simply in slacks and a white silk blouse. But even in those everyday clothes, all heads turned and gazed at Her radiant beauty as She walked into the restaurant. The level of noise lessened considerably as everyone stopped talking and looked at Her. She was indeed striking! I followed her to a rear booth and sat down opposite Her. After the waitress brought our coffee we began to speak in earnest.\u00a0 I explained my hypno-fetish to Her and She listened and smiled understandingly. She didn\u2019t laugh. She didn\u2019t even chuckle. To Her, gracious that She is, it was all very serious. That was the first time that had ever happened to me. Usually when I admitted my fetish to someone, uncomfortable laughter and a quick exit followed. She began: \u201cUnderstand, My pet, that you must enter into our relationship in a totally voluntary manner.\u00a0This is the choice of lifetime that you NOW……..must make.\u00a0 To live out your fantasies with Me as your hypnotic guide and Mistress or……..to return to the mundane existence you have created for yourself.” She was serious. I was scared!<\/p>\n
I stammered again, \u201cY-y-yes. i understand Mistress Marquesa.\u201d i was getting pretty good at stuttering. Had i just called Her \u201cMistress\u201d? She continued. She was looking directly into my eyes as She talked. Now Her eyes were like fire\u2014deep, compelling blue-green flames\u2014that seemed to burn away what little will i had left to resist Her. As She continued to speak i found myself unable to look away. i didn\u2019t want to look away. She reached out and gently traced small, sensuous circles on my temples with Her lovely, oh-so-feminine fingertips as i continued to look into Her glorious, self-assured and compelling eyes. She was talking, but i couldn\u2019t, somehow, understand any of the words . . . just the sound of Her sexy voice. That voice penetrated deep into my mind . . . just the gentle touch of Her fingertips . . . just Her deep, hypnotic eyes . . . just Her!
\nIt was like a buzz or a drone filled my mind. i couldn\u2019t see or hear anyone else in the restaurant.<\/p>\n
Just Her!
\nJust Her eyes!
\nJust Her voice!<\/p>\n
Was this what hypnosis was like\u201d
\n\u201cNow,\u201d She whispered into my ear, \u201cobey and sleep.\u201d
\nMy eyes slammed shut!
\nWhen i opened my eyes i was in a dark room.
\nShe stood at the center.<\/p>\n
On the walls were erotic pictures of beautiful women with men kneeling before them. In one corner a display of multi-colored crystals suspended from almost invisible chains.\u00a0 She stood before me dressed in a sensuous silk outfit, holding a crystal like the ones in the display. She stood close to me whispering into my ear, holding the crystal\u2014suspended before my adoring eyes. The crystal seemed to be almost the same color as Her beautiful, unforgettable eyes. Her eyes\u2014and the crystal\u2014were one and the same in my receptive eyes.\u00a0 She was in the center of the room. And . . . She had become the center of my universe!<\/p>\n
She drew closer.\u00a0 \u201cDeeper and deeper My per . . . deeper and deeper under My control . . . you cannot resist Me . . . you have allowed Me to control you and I have now done so. you asked to be placed under My power . . . and now you are under My erotic, hypnotic spell.<\/p>\n
\u201cObey . . .
\n\u201cSurrender . . . you must surrender.\u201d
\n\u201cSurrender,\u201d i echoed.<\/p>\n
As She spoke i could feel Her warm, exciting breath touch my ear.
\n\u201cNow, My pet,\u201d She whispered softly, but oh so firmly, into my ear, \u201cI would like for you to remove all of your clothes so that I can examine you.\u201d As with everything else She suggested to me, it seemed like the right thing to do. She had ordered me to undress. i had surrendered. So i removed my clothing and stood there, unembarrassed, before Her. i was naked and exposed to Her relentless examination. As She studied my totally exposed naked body i felt a thrill of nervous excitement run up my spine as something between my legs came to life, unable to suppress its feelings. \u201cIf I am your Sex Goddess, you must be My sex slave so therefore…..\u00a0you are not to\u00a0stand in the presence of\u00a0your Mistress without permission.” \u00a0She smiled slyly and cooed……..\u00a0“shouldn\u2019t you be kneeling, My pliable pet?”<\/p>\n
I knew\u2014even in my current state\u2014that this was not really a question, but a command. And it seemed like the right thing to do so i immediately fell to my knees before this vision of sheer Dominant loveliness. She spoke again: \u201cYou want to worship Me don’t you My mesmerizied little man?”. . .”Well,\u00a0I think that the proper form of worship at this time would be for you to kiss My lovely, alluring foot. you would like that, wouldn\u2019t you . . . it would feel so good if I allowed you to worship Me like that, wouldn\u2019t it My foot fascinated hypno-whore?” Unable to form an answer, i just nodded in the affirmative.\u00a0 She had such a way with words heck, what else was there for me to say or do!? She extended Her irresistible bare foot and i kissed the luscious warm flesh.<\/p>\n
\u201cFrom this moment on, I own you, My pet. you will do as I instruct. you are Mine!\u201d<\/p>\n
i heard a voice responding, \u201ci am Yours,\u201d and suddenly realized it was mine.<\/p>\n
\u201cyour body is Mine . . .
\n\u201cyour mind is Mine . . .
\n\u201cyour spirit is Mine . . . !\u201d
\n\u201cY-y-yours . . . all Yours, Mistress!\u201d i said.
\n\u201cyour cock is Mine . . . !\u201d
\n\u201cYours, my Mistress,\u201d i responded.<\/p>\n
Then She said: \u201cAnd now sweet subbie, your Mistress would like for you to verify your worship of Her by\u00a0masturbating that hard, ever-so-active, mesmerized member\u00a0between your legs.\u201d \u201cI feel so\u00a0embarrassed my Mistress and yet…..still so aroused.”\u00a0 i replied. \u201cGood. you are learning quickly.\u00a0 . . .\u00a0Very good.\u00a0 Now\u00a0start playing with\u00a0yourself for Me, just for Me! That hard throbbing hot rod\u00a0between your legs\u00a0is the one thing I own that I allow you to carry around for Me,\u201d She said as She looked down at me and smiled a malevolent smile. She knew that i could no longer resist any command from Her. She knew that i was now completely powerless to resist Her awesome, and ever-so-welcome, control.<\/p>\n
i was helpless in Her presence. i worshiped Her. i belonged to Her.<\/p>\n
i started to jerk violently on Her one possession that She allowed me to retain as Her Tool of Control.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen I reach five, you will cum for Me, My pet. \u201cOne . . . feel the desire growing . . . desire for Me . . . desire to surrender to Me . . . it is growing . . . \u201cTwo . . . no longer are you able to think for yourself . . . you are only a hypnotized puppet to My desires . . . My will is becoming . . . has become . . . your will . . .\u00a0 \u201cThree . . . each stroke brings you closer to complete and total hypnotic and sexual surrender to Me . . . .\u201d<\/p>\n
i was just kneeling before Her, jerking off because She said it was the right thing to do. i couldnt resist her velvety smooth and soothing voice.\u00a0 i never did this in front of anyone before. i never thought i could but . . . now the ecstasy of performing before Her very exquisite, demanding eyes and the smug smile on those perfect lips made me want to perform.<\/p>\n
\u201cFour . . . when you cum it will be a sign of your total sexual surrender to your Mistress and from now on My words will be your words and My words wrap themselves around your will completely! \u00a0. . . you will be just a sex slave\u2014My\u00a0 sex slave! . . . fight it now if you can but when you cum for Me you will no longer be able to fight . . . you will be Mine . . . forever! If I find you worthy the thrill of this moment\u2014and others to come, no pun intended\u2014can never be erased from your\u00a0enraptured male mind.\u201d i wanted to fight . . . but i couldn\u2019t. i had to cum for Her.<\/p>\n
\u201cFive! . . . Now . . . Mine! . . . Now!\u201d<\/p>\n
She held a saucer in front of Her\u2014formerly my\u2014grateful cock as i exploded. Hot juice filled the saucer and i became Hers forever! She rubbed my grateful head as if i was merely Her pet (which i was, of course . . . i was there strictly for Her amusement), ruffling my hair. \u201cNow, My little cum slave I shall place your sexual essence in My magical green bottle and hold your mind and your cock captive for as long as you please Me.”<\/p>\n
I want you come closer to Me now and lick My lovely, luscious b…….<\/p>\n
\u201cSnap!\u201d<\/p>\n
Suddenly i was back at the booth in the back of the restaurant licking my coffee from the saucer, like a cat. i was fully clothed and opposite me sat Marquesa, still dressed in the white blouse and slacks. What had happened?<\/p>\n
A tender smile crossed Her face. \u201cMore, or less, than you expected, mousy?\u201d<\/p>\n
A huge sigh escaped my lips. God, had She done that to me?
\nOf course!<\/p>\n
She is a hypnotist. i had been directed into a trance and had experienced all this only in my mind!<\/p>\n
\u201cMore . . . ,\u201d i uttered, \u201cso much more, Mistress Marquesa . . . .\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, you show great promise to become a good subject and you have entered into our agreement very willingly. I will accept you on a trial basis as one of my little hypno-pets. Now I shall leave. Don\u2019t try to follow. I will call you when it is time to see Me again \u2014 probably in My home\u2014probably next week.\u201d i would have followed Her, just to see where She lived and for the excitement of absorbing more of Her exquisite beauty for just a few more minutes . . . except for two things:<\/p>\n
First, She had instructed me not to and i now wanted desperately to be Her slave and to obey Her every command.<\/p>\n
And second, there was a gigantic wet cum stain on my\u00a0 trousers. At least some of the trance wasn\u2019t just a dream!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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