Gay hypnosis literotica
Sweet Hypnotic Trap
"Alright, Patrick. Forgive me for making you wait, my receptionist gave me the false set of files." The therapist sat behind his desk, in front of me. "So, what brings you to me?" he asked, still organizing papers and giving me only a short look.
"I've heard you're good at hypnosis," I said, anxiously looking down at the tips of my shoes. "I thought you could use it to aid me..."
Doctor Reed raised his eyebrows as he finally focused his full attention on me. My heart began pounding. I was scared of what was about to happen.
"I suppose you could say I'm a decent hypnotizer," he admitted. "Why would you like to be hypnotized, though?"
"To make myself more confident," I responded without hesitation. For days I was overthinking this session, getting ready for what was to come. To a show, it made me emotionless.
I mind he would begin questioning me now, but surprisingly, he stood up and pointed me the cozy couch in the endorse of his room.
"Let's continue here," he offered. I sat down in the corner and he chose the place right next to me, in an armchair. "You seem rather nervous, Patrick, so if you consent, I'll place you into a surface level trance. It s
State Fair Hypnotist
All characters in this story are over the age of 18.
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Kristy laughed along with the rest of the crowd packed into the sloping grassy knoll, which was located in front of the stage at the annual state just with attendees spread out on blankets and chairs.
Up on stage, a hypnotist was going through his hilarious routine with eight volunteers who were now being made to take part in all sorts of ridiculous shenanigans.
Kristy had convinced her crush Eric and his best friend Dominic to go up on stage and take part and they willingly agreed to do so thanks to the mostly drunken morning they'd spent walking around the gigantic fairgrounds enjoying the yearly tradition of ridiculous double-fried foods and games as rigged as Wall street and shaky, metallic rides where the real thrill was the slightly suspect ride-operator and even the enormous farm animal bragging-rights arena.
The hypnotist had been ripped linear out of core casting—a portly middle-aged man who'd probably seen better days in bigger venues—but his act was a surefire one that he'd performed a thousand times before on cruise ships and at colleges and everywhere else in between. He soo
Hypno Project Ch. 07
Tommy´s POV
"Hey I um... I´m going to the bathroom." Nick said to me.
"Ok, don't take long though." I replied.
I could tell Nick was struggling with his itch again. He kept twisting and moving his little but like a bitch. So fucking hot.
"Hey, where's Nick going?" Emma asked me.
"To the bathroom."
"With his backpack?" she laughed.
"Y-yeah I don't know what's that about."
I actually didn´t. Maybe he... no way. Did he bring his dildo to the game? Fuck just imagining him fucking himself with it made my dick hard.
I was about to endure up and join Nick, but I thought it´d be better to grant him be. He needed to stretch that hole for me.
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I lost notion of time, and snapped out of it when I heard the referee´s whistle, marking the complete of the match.
We won, of course. Not to brag but our team is really good. Specially Cody. He did really good today.
"Yeahh baby you destroyed them!" Amber said running to Cody and hugged him.
"Fuck yeah I did!" Cody replied, giving Amber a kiss on the lips.
"Hey guys we´re gonna get going. I´ll see you guys at the party, right?"
"Yup we´ll be there." I said.
Cody