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The Power of Hypnosis
🕑 Added 2026-01-06 06:56:04 +0000 UTCSo this one came to me via a combination of tools I use to create prompts and generate inspiration. I have another long story in the works but this one came out of my brain pretty fully formed so I ran with it.
(This one is only for sale)
The Power of Hypnosis
Themes: FD, FM, Considerable use of Titnosis, overt hypnosis, friends to Mistress and Slave, Brainwashing, a little Bimbo-Domme-y
Synopsis: Kyles super hot, busty friend Anna comes over to talk to him about her most recent breakup and the role hypnosis played in it.
The Power of Hypnosis
It wasn’t always easy being friends with Anna.
“We broke up… or,” she brushed a brownish golden lock behind her ear and smiled that bright smile and fixed Kyle with those deep, dark brown eyes, “okay, you got me, I dumped him.”
Kyle felt the same little dizzy spike he always felt any time Anna ended up back on the market, but he’d long since given up on anything happening between the two of them.
It was an especially hard reality when she wore anything tight, or revealing, or in today’s case, tight and revealing. She was wearing charcoal black leggings and a deep black sweater that hung off the shoulder, showing a wide red bra strap, and had a deep enough neck line to show cleavage.
Anna had a lot of cleavage.
Her hair was down, her soft curls hanging past her shoulders, down to the middle of her back, and this was clearly the reason why she wanted to come over, to go to her special friend for emotional support, and more importantly, validation
“Okay Anna,” Kyle knew his part in the act and smiled,“why’d you dump him?”
“You are not going to believe this, but… did I tell you I’ve been taking hypnosis classes?” She sat next to him on the couch, her legs crossed and she put her hand to her chest. “It started with personal improvement, and then I learned a little about NLP, and that was interesting, and that got me interested in hypnosis, for like, understanding the self, and for effective communications, and well…”
Anna adjusted in her seat and put her hand on his, “He didn’t like it when I hypnotized him, and he wouldn’t let me practice with him or really support my interests, and this is, it’s kind of becoming my passion. I mean, you know I like knowing how people’s minds work, and you know I like getting my way, so this is like, I think I guess he was afraid I’d just keep hypnotizing him to do what I wanted, and you know, get my way.”
“Well, uh,” he was not expecting this, “were you hypnotizing him to, uh…” Kyle knew Anna could wrap people around her finger and he had to look no further than himself as an example. It wasn’t like she used him or anything, she was a good friend even though it wasn’t always easy to be her friend. “Make him do what you wanted?”
Anna smiled, “Not at first. At first it was just practice, and he was a good practice partner, you know? He really focused on me… kind of like you do, you know, and he was a good listener, not as good a listener as you, you’re a much more focused and attentive listener than he ever was, it’s why we’re such good friends, because you listen the way I listen, and you understand things the way I do. I mean, you really understand me… So… it started as practice, and then I thought maybe I could start sneaking little things in, buuuuut he caught on fast and thought it was like, he said it felt like a violation of trust. But that’s because he doesn’t understand how hypnosis actually works.”
She adjusted again, and tugged at her sweater which was one of her regular physical twitches and it, as always, lowered her neck line even more.
Kyle wasn’t a breast obsessive or anything, but Anna did have great tits. Big tits, real life big, not porn star or adult influencer big, but the kind of breasts you’d see in the wild and think, those are big tits.
“I mean, I kind of get it Anna,” he couldn’t help but let his eyes fall with her neckline, and she pretended not to notice as always, it was another one of their agreements. “What if he tried hypnotizing you to be more agreeable?”
She reached over and touched his hand again, something she was also fond of doing, “Well it wouldn’t work because you only accept suggestions you ‘want’ to agree with and ‘want’ to follow. So you can’t really mind control people with hypnosis, but you can sort of encourage and discourage people subconsciously, if they’re receptive to the hypnotist and the suggestions. So since he didn’t really ‘want’ to accept my suggestions, they didn’t work.”
The way she said ‘want’, a little breathy, a little dramatic, a little appealing, really sold the idea of “wanting” something. It was a very ‘her’ way of communicating. She was prone to theatricality, but usually in a fun way.
“But that’s one of the misconceptions you have to get past to be able to really practice hypnosis with someone effectively. It’s just, there are so many things people don't understand about hypnosis, and I don’t know everything, but I do know that it seems like I can put anyone into a trance, and once they’re under, I can make most people really want to agree with me and go along with it…”
She was looking right into his eyes, and still had her hand on his, and her dark eyes were bright with excitement. “At least that’s true with the people that really want to help my practice and get better at it, and that really know how much this means to me, and how interested I am in these things. But Kyle, I mean I really thought he knew me better, but I was wrong, and this is how I found out. And I think you’ve spoiled me by being such a good, attentive listener. You make me think other guys are just as focused and really open to listening to me, to really hearing what I say, the way you are.”
She gently brushed the back of his hand and it felt like she was looking right into him. It was also nice to be appreciated because sometimes, given how pretty she was and how used to being the center of attention she could make herself, it seemed like she didn’t always get that he wasn’t just doing whatever it took to keep looking down her top… even if there wasn’t much of a top to look down sometimes… the way he just did as she adjusted the hem of her sweater, which was still off one of her tanned shoulders.
“You really are such a good, attentive listener, and a good, patient friend. I mean, other people would be rolling their eyes right now listening to me talking about hypnosis and trying to hypnotize my boyfriend into being… more agreeable, and you’re just laughing at me and listening, which is what you should do. I mean, it’s funny to think of me trying to hypnotize someone into doing what I tell them to, when I tell them to, and not even realizing they didn’t have a choice, right? I mean, that’s not really how hypnosis works, but it’s also… kind of how it works if your suggestions really sink into their subconscious, if you can really slide your suggestions right into their open mind in just the right way.”
Mischievous.
That was the look in her deep, dark brown eyes, and he couldn’t tell if she was laughing about doing it, or laughing about the whole premise
“But that takes so much skill, and so much practice, and you really have to know someone or be able to really read them. But there’s also dumb luck to it too, which is why you have to be careful with hypnotizing people. And he wasn’t like you Kyle, he wasn’t thinking about how being more receptive to my suggestions would make him more receptive to my suggestions, and how the more receptive, and open, and focused on me he was, the better I’d get at hypnosis. But I have had other people to practice with, and that’s been great.”
“So, how many people have you practiced with?” There was something in the sound of her voice, not just when she said want, and something in her touch and the way she was holding his focus with her eyes. “And what have you, uh… suggested? That’s what you said, right, what have you suggested other people do?”
“Yes, that’s what we call them, suggestions, because you can’t really command someone, I mean you can,” again her dark eyes sparkled with mischief and a sharp, amused smile spread across her soft pink lips, “but it won’t work. It’s like anything else, you really only want to do things that are your idea, or that you think are your idea, right? And since I’m good with people, usually, just not my ex I guess, I can usually figure out a suggestion my subject wants to follow, and then I can kind of build from that and get better at other things. I mean, I hypnotized a guy at a bar to buy me a drink, then a few more, and then I gave him the idea he was realizing I wasn't really his type. I didn’t mean to at first, but that’s what happened.”
Kyle had seen her in the wild, she didn’t need hypnosis for that.
“No,” she lifted her hand from his, then subconsciously pulled at her sweater again which had shifted while she sat and talked. ‘I’m serious. I even told him up front that I wanted to hypnotize him into buying me drinks, and then hypnotize him into thinking he wasn’t into me, and it worked. It’s like I said, I don’t know all of how or why hypnosis works but I’ve been able to hypnotize everyone I’ve tried it with, and other than my ex, I've been able to get them to accept every suggestion, I just took it too far with someone who wasn’t ready to really help me, and who didn’t really want me to be happy, I guess.”
Kyle had a big smile on his face and couldn’t take it anymore, “Anna, you do that to people without hypnosis. You’re pretty and you’re charming, and you know it, so you know how to make people do what you want. People, generally, think hypnosis is weird, and your ex was a normal guy who, seriously, rightly didn’t want you to hypnotize him into being a doormat… because everyone you date becomes your doormat anyway.”
“That’s not fair, and you don’t understand,” she took his hand in hers and looked deep into his eyes again, “and I don’t think I’m doing a good job. You see, hypnosis is this state of focus, of hyper focus that’s easier to get into when you’re relaxed and comfortable, and as you focus on the hypnotist it’s like everything else starts to fade away… at first it’s at the edges as you just keep focusing in and sinking into the feeling, and then it’s like you feel your focus narrowing more and more as you go deeper and deeper into the sound of the hypnotists voice, and you feel your eyelids starting to flutter now…”
He laughed as he felt his eyelids flutter and half heartedly pulled his hands back but she didn’t let go, she just held his gaze with hers. “You see, it’s easier to feel that to try and understand it, and you could decide you didn’t want me to hypnotize you… but you don’t want to resist that little voice in your held telling you to be a good friend… to trust me… and to just keep looking deep into my eyes now. And any time you want to stop, you’ll just wake up and it will all stop working, but the longer you stare at me… that’s it, staring deeper and deeper, the easier it will be to feel my words washing over you… and feeling my suggestions gentle enter into your mind… because you’re such a good listener, you just automatically hear the sound of my voice and focus on me… only on me as you keep blinking, and sinking deeper now.”
Kyle felt his body sagging, betraying himself to himself. He felt foolish for getting caught up in her game, or whatever she was doing, and clearly planned on doing to him, but he didn’t want it to stop, especially when her voice got a little softer and her eyes went from mischievous to smoldering, holding him as he stared, feeling his shoulders loosen and his chin start to drop a little.
“And I know one of the reasons it’s so easy for you to focus on me… to just listen to me and really absorb everything that I say is because you like looking at me, and I let you look because I like the way you stare. I’ve always liked the way your eyes go right where you want them to, doing what I want, just enough. And right now, you’re looking deep into my beautiful eyes, and you see that you were right… Beauty is naturally hypnotic Kyle, and when you know how to use it like I do… like you know I do, you can feel me using my beauty to enthrall you and captivate you… just nod your head when you agree, and feel yourself sinking deeper into my words, okay?”
It was a weird feeling, he felt kind of like being sleepy, but more so just kind of distant from himself while being wholly caught up in and closer to her.
“You’ve always felt so open with me because my beauty has always captivated you, and lowered your walls. You’ve always just felt it with me, naturally, opening yourself up to be close to me… listening closely, hearing my voice as my words sink in, absorbing what I saw and feeling like the easiest thing in the world is to just understand my side of thing… to understand what I want, and see why it makes sense that I want it… and you want it for me, because we’re friends, we’re very good friends… the kind of friends that would do anything for each other… and when you remember that it’s true, you can just nod your heavy head, feel your eyes flutter, and just drift away down into my deep, dark eyes until your eyelids close and your body just melts, okay Kyle?”
She was practically purring as she talked to him, her fingertips gently caressing his hands, distracting him from his own dissassociating, floating, lack of awareness of what she was really saying. He heard Anna, and he heard her tone, and he must be agreeing with what she was saying, because that’s how she said hypnosis worked, but he wasn’t wholly sure he was consciously understanding. It was like falling asleep watching a movie, you heard some of it, but not all of it.
His head moved, his eyes closed, and his body sank into the couch.
“One of the best ways to get someone very deep into trance is to put them under and them bring them up, and I know you want to stay under because it feels so good to sink so deeply for me, but I want you to come back up so I can do something for you, just like you;re doing something for me by being so open to my suggestions, and showing me how powerful and effective a hypnotist you think I am. I want you to open your eyes, wake up and sit up straight for me Kyle. Eyes open, sitting up, and wide awake just for me now.”
He struggled up out of trance and his eyelids fluttered open to see Anna had taken her top off. She was wearing a red bra with black lace trim, and she still had her leggings on, but her bra was doing a fantastic job of framing and lifting her tits. He’d seen bikini pics before, but this was different, this was her breasts being presented to him, and she was just sitting there, eyes bright and sharp, smiling.
“See what you get for being such a good subject? Now I want you to look at my tits, really look at them, and see how big, and perfect and beautiful they are. Look at my tits, really look at them the way you’ve always wanted to just stare, in person, right here, right in front of you, and see how beautiful they are… see how enthralling and captivating they are as you in your eyes, and feel them sinking into your mind… deep inside your mind, just like my voice… just like my words… And tell me how beautiful my breasts are as everything else gets smaller and smaller at the edges of your vision now… everything else is fading away at the edges… getting blurry and dark even as my breasts get larger and more beautiful… becoming the only thing you can see now… seeing only my breasts as the sound of my voice washes over you… hiding the words you feel slipping deep into your mind as you repeat after me, My best friend Anna has the most perfect tits in the world."
He sat there staring, feeling a strange, confusing urge not to speak, but she nodded her head ever so slightly then thrust her chest forward a little more, “That’s right, you can do it, My best friend Anna has the most perfect tits in the world."
He obeyed and his head nodded along with her ever so slightly.
“And when I make Anna happy, I get to see her perfect tits.”
She nodded as she spoke, and he nodded as he repeated her words back.
“Good job Kyle, you’re such a good friend,” she adjusted her bra ever so slightly and it made her tits bounce just a little. “You’re such a good boy, and good boys get lost in my tits. Good boys want their minds to just get completely hypnotized and lost in my tits. If you really lose yourself in them, if you really let me hypnotize you even deeper, I’ll take off my bra. And you want to see my naked tits Kyle, because you want to be a good friend, a good boy, and because I have the most perfect tits, just like you said I do.”
His jaw was loose, his mouth was practically hanging open, and his whole warm, heavy body couldn’t move. He didn't want to move, or think, or talk, or do anything except stare at her tits, the beginning and ending of his world now, and just listen.
“Good boy, my good boy, my best friend,” her bra came off and he stared at her naked breasts for just a moment before his whole body went limp, his eyes rolled back into his head and he melted down onto his couch.”
“That’s very deep Kyle, that’s very good, you’re the best boy, just like I’m your best friend. And you’ll do anything for me, anything I want, and you’ll do it for me, my way, because you just want to make me and my perfect tits, and my sweet, soft voice, so happy. All you want to do, all you’ve ever wanted to do is to show me how good a friend you are by making me happy. You’re so sweet, and good, and you care so much more about my happiness than your own happiness, and I know that. It’s why I let you see my tits, it’s why I let you stare at me. It’s why I love spending time with you, filling your mind with what matters to me, and helping you see that you’re right to know I’m more important than what you want… because you want what I want, Kyle. You want what I want, and I want you to be so deeply hypnotized that all of my suggestions sink perfectly into your open, receptive mind, just like my perfect tits sink deep into all of your sexual fantasies now.”
He was gone. Totally gone, and he let out a little moan.
“Now I want you to sit up and open your eyes again, and this time you’ll wake up to falling twice as deep into trance as you are now. As soon as your eyes open and you stare at my naked tits, you’ll fall twice as deep into trance as you already are, and you’ll do that for me, because it’s what I want, and you want what I want, don’t you Kyle.”
He moaned and drooled a little as his head sort of nodded.
“Very good, that’s my best boy, my best, most obedient subject,” he didn’t register that she was talking to him like she would talk to a puppy. “Now be my best friend and wake up now, waking up to going twice as deep, coming up and up now… coming up and up, faster and faster… and harder and harder, coming up up up, and eyes open, looking at my tits… only my tits now…”
The shift between his eyes being opened and his eyes being closed caused his brain to quickly cycle back up into awareness then he saw those naked tits again and while his eyes stayed open, everything behind them turned off, and Kyle sat on his own couch in his own living room, mindlessly staring, hypnotized and entranced by the most perfect tits he had ever seen… just like he had been programmed to be and to think.
“Now Kyle, my good boy, my best boy, remember,” she started playing with her nipples, "my tits are the foundation of all of your sexual fantasies now. You’ve always wanted to be with me, you’ve always been very attracted to me, I know, and I love the way you look at me, the way you can’t help it… having that effect on you gets me wet, it really does. And now my good boy,” she was still talking to him in that same tone she’d use for a dog, “now you understand it’s because you’re sexually obsessed with my tits. My tits are almost like a fetish now, almost, because your real new fetish is being hypnotized by me. You’re going to fantasize all the time about staring at my tits while I hypnotize you, and you’re going to do it all the time. It’s going to start replacing all your other sexual thoughts, like it’s a little secret that’s lived in your brain forever, but now you finally have the words for it, you finally know what it is. It’s going to make it impossible to have sex with anyone else, and not think of me and my tits. Any time you watch porn, or masturbate, or fuck, you’ll cum to these…”
She squeezed them together, “And you’ll cum for me. Because I let you cum now. With my permission, without my approval, you wouldn’t be able to finish. You’d just be frustrated doing whatever, wondering why you can’t stop thinking about my tits and why you can’t get there. But since you’re such a good boy for me, since you’re my best boy and I’m a very good friend, your best friend, your owner really, if you think about it… because I do own you Kyle, I always have, and it’s just like my tits and my hypnosis, now you just have a word to describe what was always there… since I’m a good owner I let my best boy cum and cum and cum for my hypnosis, and my tits.”
She put a hand between his legs, and he moaned at her touch. She rubbed his cock through his pants and he whimpered.
“And if you’re really good and really obedient, I’ll even cum inside me, just so you can really cement how good it feels to cum for my tits and my hypnosis. And you want to cum inside me don’t you, my best boy? Yes, you do, you want to cum so hard in your Owner’s hot, wet, slit, looking up at those bouncing tits, feeling her pussy juices soak into your cock, getting it drunk on warm, tight pussy, while your mind goes blank for my boobs. You want that so much you can feel it happening now, can’t you Kyle. Say, Yes Mistress my cock’s inside you right now. Say it, feel it, and know it’s true.”
“Yes…” he moaned and huffed a little, breath sharp, “Yes… Mistress. Yes mistress my cock’s inside you right now.” He felt it, but he didn’t consciously understand what was happening. His body just responded to what she said, and the memory became real in his mind.
“You’re inside me, and you’re going to cum for my perfect tits and my hypnosis, and I’m going to let you… I’m going to make you as soon as you say I only cum for Mistress Anna’s perfect hypnotizing tits. When you say the words you’ll cum so deep inside me, so deep and so hard, and it’ll feel better than any fuck you’ve ever had. Now, don’t you want to be a good boy and pump your load in Mistress’s wet little box? Don’t you want to show me you’ll do anything for me now, Kyle?”
“I…” he was panting and his body was clinching, “I only… I only cuh-uuuuhhh…. Cum… I only cum for Mistress Anna’s perfect… hyp… hypnotizing… tiiiii” He exploded in his pants, eyes crushed shut, abs clinched, and back arched. He moaned the words over and over as he body twisted into tight, convulsing waves of orgasmic pleasure.
“Mmmmmmm,” she leaned into him, her body warm and close and whispered in his ear, “you just made me cum so fucking hard, slave. You just made me cum so fucking hard by obeying me and doing what you were told. No one else could surrender like that, just you my slave, my special slave. That’s why I’ve decided to make you my slave. It’s better than dating me, better than being my boyfriend or my partner. As my slave nothing;s really going to change for you, you’re still always going to just put me first, do what I want, and make yourself available to me, but now… soon enough, you’ll realize there’s just no room in your life for other women, there’s just me, only me, always me.”
Anna wasn’t lying, her whole body was vibrating with her own touchless orgasm brought about by watching Kyle break.
She pinched her nipple and felt her pussy quiver, “Say it slave, tell me what yo cum for, tell me the only thing you cum for.”
“I only cum for Mistress Anna’s perfect hypnotizing tits.” He mumbled the words as the afterglow and wash of the orgasm woke him up.
Kyle sat there, underwear full of cum, a big wet splotch soaked through his pants, “Anna, what the fuck… I mean… what the actual fuck?”
She just smiled at him and fixed him with her deep, dark, brown eyes and said, “Look at my tits, sink to where you belong, and address me by my proper title, slave.” She said the words the same way she’d say hello and start telling him about her day, and for him, all he could do was exactly as he was told.
“Yes Mistress Anna,” he did just what she’d said, and more so he’d knelt at her feet, unprompted.
“Good boy,” she looked down at him from the couch. “Listen very carefully, repetition is a very important part of hypnosis, so we’re going to make sure we do this over and over again this weekend so it really sinks in. You’re going to cancel your plans and you’re going to spend all weekend with me, do you understand slave?”
He stared at her tits, eyes glasses, “Yes Mistress, whatever you want. I’ll do anything for you my owner, you’re my best friend.”
That made her cum again.
