Motivation

What motivated me to become a hypnotist?

What do you expect? Sexual frustration.

The idea of hypnotism terrifies many men and women. The idea that someone can command a man or a woman to do things that they normally would not do in their waking lives, such as removing all their clothes, masturbating, even just orgasming where they stand ... all because some hypnotist put them in a trance and told them to do this ... it horrifies some.

However, those with the greatest horror conceal, paradoxically, the greatest desire. They secretly desire most of all to have someone command them, and for their bodies somehow to obey those commands. They want the commanding voice to order them to do the things their minds would ordinarily not do.

Secretly, they want someone to give them the orders so that they can have the excuse that they acted in a trance as an excuse to get randy and act without inhibitions.

When I first discovered the power of hypnosis, I felt giddy; elated. I'd ordered a woman to call me at midnight, in a trance. At midnight, the phone rang. I heard my client's voice on the other end of the line and asked her to identify herself. The voice replied "My unconscious" in a flat monotone. I asked her a couple of the standard questions I normally ask - "Do you smoke? Do you have company in the room with you right now?" - just to confirm the unconscious' identity.

I then gave her the following commands.

I told her that, in a minute, I would order her to hang up; and when she did so, the following would happen.

First, she'd remain in a trance long enough to hang up the phone and walk away, so the conscious mind would not realise she'd just made the call. Her conscious mind would not have any memory of having made the call, or even having entered a trance at all.

Next, I told her unconscious mind that her conscious self would call me in a few minutes. Before doing so, however, I instructed her to make her conscious mind start to feel horny and begin masturbating; I even ordered her to remove her clothes as part of the fun. I gave her an instruction that only one specific command given by me over the phone would allow her to orgasm and to stop masturbating.

For this purpose, I prefer the archaism "I release you from your bindings."

I did not expect the call to come again. When it did come, I found myself enthralled by what I could hear: a woman, attempting to have a normal conversation while trying to conceal the fact that not only did she not have a stitch on, she could not stop masturbating on the end of the line.

For the record, I strung her along, letting her sexual frustrations build up and build up until she could no longer entirely conceal her ardour, before releasing her with the code phrase; a sentence which prompted an explosive release on the end of the line.

Since that time, I have refined my techniques somewhat. I aim for the kind of control which permits commands to affect the subjects on the conscious level, with the unconscious mind paying attention to commands I give and directing the awake, alert conscious mind accordingly. They call this in the trade "global anchors," or "global triggers."

I have a personal favourite: the anchoring trigger, a "safe word" ("Eto kuram na smekh!") which instantly returns a subject to a deep trance. I have woven anchoring triggers into the most innocuous media: audio files, email subject lines, even status updates on Facebook ...

But that one thing still drives me. I trance people, get them to perform, get them to act without personal inhibitions, out of a sense of sheer personal sexual frustration.

I imagine that I have that kind of character which can make a woman feel sexual arousal, just by a few choice commands here and there, or just the sound of my voice alone. Knowing that one can actually do these things does give one an air of sexual confidence like nothing you ever believed.