She had volunteered to be hypnotized. It was another one of her fantasies. So he had pulled some books from the library and sat her down at home. He set the mood by lighting the room with candles and putting on some soft music. He gave her a drink and a relaxing back massage with oil. Once she seemed relaxed, he asked her to sit back and watch a cut glass crystal he'd picked out at the store.
He already knew she was a true submissive, the kind of girl that got off on the idea of totally giving control to her man, her master. The fact that she wanted to be hypnotized on top of that meant there were some very interesting possibilities ahead. He followed a standard induction sequence, asked her to relax and watch how the light moved in the crystal, told her that as she watched the crystal, she felt more and more relaxed, lighter and lighter, until all that was left was his voice and a sense of peace. He knew she was ready when she slumped over.
He asked her who he was. She was already primed and answered "Master." He praised her for her answer and told her that it would make her even more relaxed and happy each time she said it. He asked her to say it again and she said "master" with a faint smile. He asked her what that meant, "that my body is yours to do with as you please." He already knew this, she had already told him this, but he never knew quite where her boundaries were and he was too much of a gentleman to push. She had always refused a safe word, instead relying on him to treat her with tenderness. He could fix that now.
He told her from now on that if he ever asked her to do something in bed she didn't like, she should say "rainbow". That he knew it might be hard for her to contradict him so it would be a secret she kept from herself, that she wouldn't even know she said it.
Next he asked if she remembered the time she had woken him up with a blow job. She said "yes." He asked if she remembered how much he had liked it. "Yes." He asked if she was his slave and she answered "yes." Taking a breath, he asked her if she liked giving blow jobs. She said "yes."
"As a slave, from now on when you greet me in your home, you should always get down on your knees and suck on my cock."
"Yes."
"Yes, what?"
"Yes, master."
"From now on, my cum tastes like your favorite dessert."
"Yes, master."
He told her that she was a good girl and that she felt even better now, lighter and lighter. "You offered to have anal sex with me."
"Yes master".
"And you told me that you knew it would feel wonderful with me".
"Yes, master. "
"From now on, you will fantasize about me having anal sex with you, you know it will make you a better slave, and when we do have anal sex it will be the best sex you have ever had."
"Yes, master."
"Good girl."
Next, he asked if she had any needs he had not fulfilled, any fantasies that she had not already told him. He listened and carefully wrote them down for the next session. "You like feeling this way don't you?"
"Yes, master."
"Do you want to be able to feel this way again?"
"Yes master."
"Good, from now on, all I have to do is touch you on your lower back and say, Pixie, and you will in this beautiful hypnotized state again."
