calm

Stress.

You experience so much stress during each day. Whether you work or study, or manage your house, you stress all the time.

Even during your time off, you still seem to find more time to stress than to enjoy each moment. But it's so good to realise how you let go easily of stress, when you take a deep breath, and look deep into this spiral, and let it go, and as you focus your conscious entirely on admiring the relaxed flow of pretty colours, so calm already, even as you allow it to drift now.

And it is so calm and so pretty to drift and conscious flow away, even as unconsciously you let drop into calm and breathe in deeply again and your conscious falls, and who are you, not here, anywhere but here, when you breathe out and let calm in and your conscious has let go completely and you drop and need to find your calm answers and instructions on what to do next, that's right, you're doing great, so calm now, and deepen this state by clicking here.

Who Are You When ...?

Usually, when you are reading a blog post like this, you receive lists of facts or opinions - here is this, here is that - and you open your mind and absorb this new information, it opens new channels in the brain or widens existing ones, and you know what that feels like.

You know what it feels like to come away with something new, but ask yourself - has it changed you?

Who are you when you learn something new? As compared to who you were when you didn't know the new information or method you just learned? How would you know when you have learned the new thing?

And it's as you're looking for the answers to these questions that you experience what it's like to let your conscious thoughts drift now, as if it were no longer needed for the task of finding those answers.

And you may even, you know, drop deeply down now, so deep, into a state of quiet trance, and when you are there, follow instructions on this link here.

Affected, Part 5 - Pizza and Pied Pipers

Cassie:-

I've no idea why I'm doing this; drinking wine and eating pizza in my place, topless, wearing only a pair of jeans, with the guy next door who I hardly know.

I feed him a slice of stuffed crust. 'I don't know you from Adam.'

He chuckles. 'I don't know you either,' he says with his mouth full. Rude.

So we sit and talk for a time about what I'm studying at uni. I tell him that I'm into Literature, and that my thesis is all about Agency and women; in fact, the paper is titled Agency and Women in Literature. A bit boring, but that's academia for you.

So he asks me about what I mean about agency. I tell him that I'm referring to the sociological and philosophical concepts of agency, as compared to the agency theory of business involving conflict resolution between principals and agents - the principal-agent problem. What I've been studying is the literature where the author clearly shows that the female protagonists are showing the capacity to act in the world, rather than be acted upon.

'Sort of like rolling initiative in a roleplaying game,' he says.

I like this man. He makes me laugh.

So I tell him that the point of what I'm on about - women in literature actually seizing control of the situation, rather than being acted upon, taking a stand, engaging with the society in the story instead of being some wallflower from a Bronte sisters period novel, and god I am getting so turned on by this for some reason. As I look at him, I note that his eyes haven't glazed over, he hasn't feigned boredom or attempted to change the topic or mansplain to me. He's been genuinely interested in me.

Or maybe my boobs. I suspect he's been staring at my boobs all night long. Why I've not made a move to cover them up is beyond me. It's like I want to, but every time I think of getting up to reach for a T shirt or my blouse, I forget what I was doing and sit back down again.

'I need a cup of tea,' I tell him. I really do need a cup of tea. Pizza makes me thirsty. I swipe a T shirt from the clothes horse next to the washing machine in the kitchen and put it on while I wait, barefoot on the cold linoleum, for the kettle to boil. I feel stuffed full of pizza, thirsty and so horny.

I hear him get up from the sofa in the living room. I keep expecting him to come into the kitchen and do something. A few minutes later, there's a flush. I feel relieved.

'Do you want sugar and milk in your tea?'

'Actually, mind if I come back in a couple of minutes? I've just got to get something from my flat. Won't be a second.'

I hear the door slam. I sigh. Well, that's the mood killed. I go into the living room alone, with one mug of tea, and sit down to watch the TV.

There's a MP3 on the table. Must be his. Out of curiosity, I slip the headphones on and press play. At first there's nothing.

Then the music fades in, some sort of samba track, just percussion. It seems to be going on in an endless loop, a sort of tribal drum piece, very driving. I get up to take the empty mug to the kitchen, but instead I find myself dancing in the middle of the living room and my T shirt's already on the floor and I have no idea when I took it off again. It might have been before I even sat down and picked up the MP3. I feel hot again, really horny, and I pull down my jeans and step out of them so I can dance naked.

As I'm dancing, I imagine me and him in bed together, afire with lust, me and him moving together, me pulling him deep inside me, our bodies hot and hard and humping, and my hands are touching my breasts and sneaking down towards my thighs.

God, I want to fuck, right now, so much.

My cigarettes and lighter are on the table in front of me. I light up and continue to dance, naked, smoking, my hips just grinding as the music plays. It's just going on forever and I'm daydreaming of fucking everywhere - here, in the corridor outside, in the uni library, me spread across a table in the Student's Union bar with him pounding me from behind and everyone standing around cheering, oh god I want to do that.

The music reaches a climax, and so do I. My body is shaking, and I have to lie down on the sofa to finish the job because my knees are giving way, and when I do come, the pleasure just shoots through my whole body and I am arching in the sofa, my breath catching. I let out a moan, and collapse gently into the sofa again, and my eyes close and I just drift.

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What Happens When You Read My Blogs: Pat Reads Going Underground

Here's another video of a volunteer, Pat again, reading out one of my blog posts: tonight, it's Going Underground.

Phoning

I enjoy receiving phone calls from people. I'm really getting the hang of telephone hypnosis. Skype is wonderful, by the way - both with audio-only calls and video calls, Skype is a perfect medium for trancing.

The session goes something like this.

You call me on Skype, say, and it's an audio call. I'm on the other end of the line. Okay so far.

Now I just ask you three simple questions, and it's up to you to answer them.

What do you like for breakfast?

I encourage you to think about the breakfast you really like, and talk about it for a bit.

What does the ideal breakfast feel like?

I let you describe how the best breakfast feels like, and encourage you to describe every sensation.

What was the best breakfast you ever had?

You're already thinking about breakfast, and so I ask you to slip back into your mind, go all the way back, let go, just sink back into your memories and let the memory surface. The breakfast where you felt so happy that you unconsciously bookmarked it as the one breakfast that was your happiest breakfast ever.

Just slipping back,letting it all go, the present day's already vanished like a bubble, and all you have is your now, your eretnal eternal now, diffle flange diving into the depths of memory, follow me, all the way, there you go, so sweet, you have never been so relaxed than you are now, and you can relax a little bit more as the moment approaches, and like a door opens and

you are

THROUGH

And you are floating in warm light, enveloping your entire body like a glove, warmth and light filling you, suffusing every part of you with its relaxing glow, nothing but warm light inside you and out, no up, no down, no front, no back, no left, no right, no top, no bottom, no bup, no sos and come with me as the warm light current shifts and takes you, now, to a deep warm place of light, where you are drifting, drifting, so sweetly, all the way, all the way.

Now lastly, and most important, an answer to my questions.

The breakfast that was the happiest one you ever had floats up to you now, like a movie playing in front of you. It is paused, right at the beginning. But you can step into the screen, right now, and the best breakfast you ever had will play automatically, and you'll remember every detail - how old you were, where it was, what you had for breakfast, all the tastes, the scents, the textures, the conversations, the people you were with at the time and how happy you felt - and when you get the answers, your conscious mind will come back, straightaway, and the only thing you will remember in any detail is that breakfast.

Then email me at once and tell me what it is.

I will reply with an email titled "Read me." That will give you further instructions. Your conscious mind won't see it; but you, the unconscious, will - and you, the unconscious, will open the email and carry out the instructions.

    

    

What If I Could ...?

What if I could do more than control your actions through hypnosis?

What if I could amend your memories; alter your perceptions; even control your very bodies, emotions, sensations and moods?

Two clients are big fans of nitrous oxide gas and the medical mask fetish - see this page here and this page for details of what that means - and as part of my sessions over the last few hours, I gave them both a present:- a gift of a bottle of nitrous, along with rubber mask, for them to play with.


Something like this.
Here's some feedback from a very satisfied client who tried the nitrous ...

I tried the nitrous bottle for a little while last night, was certainly interesting.

After a few breaths I felt both giddy and sleepy.

It also started to make me a little horny.

As I felt like I was starting to float away, I stopped using it,

but I really found the experience to be enjoyable.

Think about this. The experiences I can give you through hypnosis can be absolutely real. Consider this, if you're a bit nervous about coming to me to be tranced.

What if I could ..., indeed.

Live Trance Session Over Skype

Oh, what a joy is Skype. I'm currently using it to perform a live trance session online.

I'm finding it easier to trance my clients each time. Practice makes perfect - and live verbal trance inductions are so much more satisfying than email inductions, even now.

Would you like the love of your life to come to you? A hot celebrity, male or female, to wander into your room, half-dressed, drunk, hungry for sex with you? Let me trance you. Go here to relax first, followed by a meditation session.

One of my best clients was recently treated to a special event: seduction by both President Barack Obama and his wife Michelle. Athletes, movie stars, porn stars, the girl next door that you've always lusted after - whoever you want, just let me work my mojo on you and let me show you what I can do.

Satisfaction Guaranteed

I just concluded a very satisfying session with a fresh new client. To say that it was satisfactory is an understatement.

I love my clients, and I love giving and sharing pleasure with you. Bear in mind the Three Commandments I list at the top of every page, which I reiterate here:-

Your Fun Is My Fun

Your Space Is Sacred

Your Consent Cannot Be Taken

The thing is, now I can create what amount to basically being illusions of things and people, as well as sensations and experiences which, for my clients, are #there is chocolate melting on your tongue# absolutely real.

Expect some more, and hopefully more interesting, posts in the near future.

Meanwhile, I am going to start posting links to some of my erotic, hypnotic short stories as posted on Literotica and elsewhere. These will be forthcoming shortly. Watch for them.

Entrancement

Focus your attention towards the centre of this gorgeous animated gif and just keep looking at it.

And now draw a deep breath in, and hold it, and when you let it out you sink into a deep, gentle, peaceful sleep.

And relax as the clouds suddenly clear and let yourself go, the only way ahead is down, further and further down, deeper and deeper, more and more relaxed, and to go there is really easy because you just drift down gently, like a leaf on the wind, and let it happen as you let your unconscious pay attention and drift lower and lower, as you see a sign before you that says “I will count backwards slowly from 10,” and when you get to 1 you will be there, in a deep place where no memories can form and nothing happens here, and you can and will forget.

10.

And you are so tired, now, and your head feels heavy on your shoulders. So heavy.

9.

And you can't move your arms and legs, you're so tired and they are so loose and heavy. Try them.

Your arms are so heavy that try as you might you cannot lift them. So you can give up now.

And as you give up, you sink further back and let go, and ...

8.

Drifting, now, as you let go and your body sinks back into the couch, and take a deep breath in and let it go and ...

7.

You are down, now, so very deep, and there is just the here and now, and nothing to forget and remember to forget, and deep breath in, and as you let your breath out you forget some more and ...

6.

So tired, now, so heavy and sleepy and exhausted, and all you can do is sink lower and lower, deeper and deeper you go, and ...

5.

And halfway down, so sleepy and drowsy and floaty and it's wonderful, warm, just going down, deeper and deeper, breathe in, and as you breathe out ...

4.

Your whole body is so heavy, sinking down further and further, deeper and deeper, and ...

3.

And you are so close, now, with memory melting away and so tired and wanting so much to let it all go, and breathe in, and let it go, and ...

2.

And you're almost there, so close you can taste it, smell it, touch it and it's finally time to take that one more step and breathe in, and when you let it out ...

1.

And you're there. You have nothing to forget and nothing to regret and nothing to expect and it's all gone and faded like warm summer mist and you are so warm and sleepy and drowsy and you only need to do just one more thing, and that is to let the last little bit of your mind go, and let go now, and go into a deep ...

deep ...

deep ...

SLEEP.

I have an instruction for you.

Whenever I say "Secret sleep" to you, you will immediately fall back into a lovely, deep trance, as if you've never left trance. Whenever you receive an email from me with "Secret sleep" in the subject line, you will return to this deep trance again, as if you never left the trance.

Each time you come back to read this post, it will trance you deeper and deeper each time. Each return visit, this post will trance you more and more strongly.

Now forget that you have been reading this post. Remain in a trance, and go to this page now.

Abrupt Cutoff

I sometimes get cut off by a session in mid-flow. Sometimes, it's the ISP - but sometimes, it's the client who, despite wanting a trance, suddenly gets cold feet and quits.

I just had one session end abruptly earlier today.

After a basic trancing and implantation of a trigger, I set up emails with the unconscious mind. Sending emails to that address was basically a way of communicating with the unconscious without the conscious mind knowing about it.

Yes, that really is as Manchurian Candidate as it sounds.

The one problem was that neither of us could get together at the same time for any period. But then the client finally visited her folks', and I managed to get online on time for the two of us to finally chat.

It was while her conscious mind was chatting to me about the weather and the like that I sprang the instructions to her, via a very cooperative unconscious mind which was almost a second personality inside her.

Her unconscious mind suggested that she take a bath. I told her to do so; her conscious mind told me that she had suddenly decided to take a bath.

Next, while she had lain in the tub for a few minutes, I told her unconscious to follow my orders, seize control of her body from her conscious mind, and get up out of the bath and step onto the landing, then stand there while her unconscious awaited another instruction from me.

The conscious mind then emailed me wondering why she'd suddenly felt this urge to get up out of the bath and wander naked onto the landing of her parents' house - also, why she had wanted to go into their bath in the first place.

But the real fun came with the next instructions. Her unconscious was then told to take her body downstairs into the living room, sit on the sofa and begin touching herself.

And that is what her conscious mind went and did.

Now bear in mind that she is naked, dripping wet, sitting on the sofa of her folks', masturbating while her parents are outside, in the garden.

As she was about to come, I relocated her into the kitchen - where her conscious mind texted me to say that she couldn't stop playing with herself, and desperately needed release.

Which I gave her.

And now this is the frustrating bit - I instructed her to go back to the bath, slip into the waters, then return to a deep trance and wake up in five minutes, with no memory of how she got back into the bath from the kitchens.

Since this afternoon just gone, I have heard nothing. Nothing at all. So frustrating.

And I only hope it's something technological, like her mobile phone falling into the bath and drowning or something, rather than something like her getting cold feet.

I have such good clients these days. Amazing, compliant, so much into hypnotic restraints and the whole being-controlled-by-emails thing. I hope I haven't lost this one; she is one of the best clients I have had since 2011.

Edit: No sign of her. If I don't hear from her on Monday, she goes into the Dormant List on Tuesday.

Edit: She's returned. I've since had a brilliant second session.

Cold Caller Trance

Some interesting news on this front. I got a live cold caller, and I managed to get her into a light trance.

I brought her right back out of it immediately - no point pushing things too far, first time around - but the technique works.

I only need to practice, now, and refine the technique. Next time, the cold caller will experience a much deeper trance. And perhaps I'll install an instruction or two - or I'll simply work on trancing the cold callers and deepening their trance states each time before going as far as planting instructions.

The Perfect Trigger

When trancing someone, I always install an anchoring trigger in my subjects. An anchoring trigger acts as a switch, bringing the mind back to the deepest part of trance in which you left the subject.

I enjoy inducing trances in people the long way - progressive relaxation, eye closure, light trance. Normally, light trance is all that I need. But sometimes it isn't enough. The conscious mind is too noisy and, while in light trance, it it normally content to sit and watch, sometimes it takes over and breaks the trance, or the conditioning is too strong and the old habits you're trying to break assert themselves as soon as you stop.

So sometimes, you have to bring about a deeper trance; a process that takes a little longer time than the initial induction, but is well worth it.

There are scripts, but I prefer my own, a script that I know works because I've used it on several induction files to deepen the trance immediately the eyes close. It takes time, but then I want it to take time, to let the conscious mind slip into trance. It takes as long as it would take for the mind to slip into regular sleep.

There only remains the trigger. Thus far, I've always used a verbal trigger - and I've had problems finding the best trigger, until recently, when a trigger has turned up, a simple phrase that I can adapt to all my future subjects - but I want to try something different next time.

I want to try a visual trigger.

Specifically, I want to try a small LED light, like a keyring torch or some such. Blink the light three times, and out goes the subject.

That'd work brilliantly for subjects I have to trance in person.

I'm thinking about this, because I'm still overjoyed at the success of one of my experiments so far. Trance-by-text.

I have developed experience enough that I can trance people in person, or across an ocean, by telephone, by email - even with a word in a subject line of an email or a line sent over Instant Messenger. I even have hypnotic status updates on Facebook.

So now I want to set other triggers that stimulate other senses. A scent of a given perfume triggers arousal; the taste of salt inspires pleasure. Things like that. Synaesthesia on demand.

I have a subject whom I will enjoy trancing and inducing deep trances in person. My next appointment falls this Thursday. I'll try some interesting experiments.