Morning

This is best read as you are getting up in the morning; when you open your eyes, and the world is fresh and wonderful, and you experience comfort and relaxation inside your body with the brightening dawn light.

And you notice that you are so warm, and comfortable, which means that you're able to feel those relaxing muscles in your body, where you have no tensions, and you could enjoy this right now as if the relaxation and comfort in the most relaxed part of you just spreads like a warm dopamine rush to fill every part of your body.

Because this moment, right now, is the best part of the day, and your relaxation and soft warmth draw you down and in and warm and comfort so deep and peaceful and breathing slow as if you have no cares in the world relaxed let go deep let's go deep it's a Sunday day of rest relaxed perfect morning let go drifting, because you feel your long, slow breathing, and the warm light on your face, and the quiet in the room, and your conscious is drifting, drifting and dropping and it's as if all you want to do is just follow the gentle pull back down, now, no more cares, no more thoughts, and only one thing to do, and that's to drop, now, into hypnosis, and let the spiral drop you further, deeper, and then when you're ready, click on the link below the spiral.

and when you're ready, click here.

Affected, Part 4 - Cassie

Cassie:-

You know, I'd never been so tired before in my life. I get through a lot of work at university, and I like to blow off my tensions with a few drinks at the Students Union bar some nights, but tonight was damned strange.

It's weird, but it's as if I have had two evenings. I have vague ideas, almost like some sort of a daydream, where I was passing out on the floor; but I also seem to have just been sitting at my vanity, brushing my hair. I think I must have thrown my underwear onto the floor, but I don't know why. I just had no idea why I was brushing my hair, naked.

Or why it was turning me on to be naked. I'm normally okay with my body.

I had my red dress, and tonight - for a change - I decided to put go commando before putting it on. No bra or knickers underneath. Just stockings and my heels. One quick touchup of my lippy, and I was ready to go out with, oh what's his name, the guy who lives opposite me. I had memories of planning to go out with him some time last week, and thought that tonight would be a really good night to make good on my promise.

Even though I couldn't recall exactly when I made that promise.

I knocked on the door and he opened it, smiling. I've never felt so hot in my life. He just looked so dreamy, standing there. And when he invited me in for a quick cuppa first, my heart skipped. I couldn't believe it.

In the kitchen, I must have blanked out from stress for a minute because the next thing was, I was sitting smoking at his kitchen table and he was standing naked in front of me. I have no idea why he was doing this - I must have seen him naked dozens of times already, I am supposed to have memories of this, though I can't for the life of me imagine when if I have never seen the inside of his place before.

He watched me smoking for a bit, standing there naked; then he put on his clothes and took me by the arm. Time to go out to the pub.

It was weird. I've never gone out with the guy before, but when I told him about my studies he couldn't get enough of me. I study Literature in college, specialising in feminist literature since the 1970s. It's important that women everywhere get to share an equal voice with men and equal time - let alone equal pay - and he was drinking in every word. It was amazing, but a little bit strange.

Then I had another idea and I asked him. 'Why not finish the evening in my place, where I can order in a pizza or something?'

'Sure. I'd like that,' he replied.

'It's a deal, then.'

So we went back to my place, and I got him to sit down on the sofa while I ordered in a pizza. I popped back into the living room for a moment.

'I'm going to change. Watch for the pizza, will you?'

Back in my room, I changed out of my dress and lit up. For some reason, for a few minutes I found myself standing staring at the blouse and skirt I'd had on for college earlier. Just standing there naked, my mind a total blank, finishing off my cigarette. Something then compelled me to stand naked by the window for a few minutes too, the curtains wide open, staring down at the street. I just had no idea why. It just seemed like a normal thing to do. There was a passer by. Some old guy walking his dog. He glanced up at me and did a double take. I just continued standing there, staring.

There was a warbling ringing sound coming from the door. That was the intercom. The pizza guy had arrived. I heard the neighbour guy talking to the pizza guy at the door. He paid the pizza guy. The door shut.

My jeans, that I normally wear for roughing it at home or for the weekends, were draped over the armchair. I reached for them instead of my skirt, and slipped them on without putting on my knickers first.

'Did you get the pizza?' I asked as I walked into the living room. My neighbour almost dropped the pizza in shock; the jeans were the only thing I had on, and my breasts stood out proud for him to see.

I smiled, as he stared at me in surprise. 'Shall we eat now?'

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Onwards and Upwards

This blog will concern itself with two things.

First, my experiments with hypnosis - erotic and otherwise.

Second, the role that erotic hypnosis can play in liberating a subject's true persona, rather than the mask that society forces most people to wear.

Currently, my subjects are scattered all over the globe. Some are very hard to reach, but I have no problems trancing them over the phone, or even via email (yes, I am that good ...). :D

I am looking for clients who are somewhat more local, who are willing to be tranced and who are willing to meet me in person for sessions. However, I'm more than willing to continue to cast the net out for new subjects out there, in the web.

And I said in the web, not on, for a reason ... :D

Hypnotic Erotic: The Story Begins

The tale begins last century, with the dawning of my love for hypnotism.

It really started early in my childhood, with my first experiments. I was seven, and I succeeded in hypnotising my sister.

Over the years, now and then I'd try to hypnotise people, but it really wasn't until the late 1980s and 1990s, with some fumbling experimentation with trancing here and there with often variable results.

I used a small obsidian stone for my early experiments. It worked, but it took a long time for me to realise that I did npt need to use props or tools at all to trance someone.

I used to do all my trancing in a comics store in town. I tranced the proprietor, and a couple of the other customers. None of that "walk like a duck, bark like a dog" crap. Things like memory retention during exams, self-confidence in approaching potential romantic partners, things like that.

Thinking back about my early trancing experiments, I'm amazed I could even trance people at all.

But then I met the woman who would mentor me, and who gave me the instructions I needed to know in how to consistently put people in trances, anywhere and everywhere. I told her that while I'd like to know about how to use hypnosis in therapy, I was more interested in hypnosis as a kink - a fetish - and she smiled and taught me anyway. She put me on the track to becoming the tist I am today.

The story continues in the next post.

Hypnotic Erotic

Welcome to Hypnotic Erotic, a blog about hypnosis and its practical application for some real world hypnotic kinkery.

Nothing in this blog is fiction, unless I have marked it as such. Every hypnotic and/or sexual escapade I describe that happened to myself is something that has happened. I've removed names, dates and circumstances in order to protect names, but these are about real people I have entranced. Including one I tranced in the middle of a conversation in a crowded room.

Want to know more? Of course you do. Read on, then ...

I'd originally set up a hypnotic blog on Thursday 2011 05 12, but somehow it got deleted, and now the original blog entries are just so much Welsh haggis - impossible to get anywhere.

I hope this new blog makes for a better read, now.