Discovering A Tist

Disclaimer from the author:

Hey everyone, I'm new to writing, but I wanted to put forward some work I've enjoyed making. Hope you enjoy the read and feel free to reach out with questions/recommendations/thoughts/ feedback. All characters depicted are fictional and are ages 21+

Enjoy!

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Discovering A 'Tist

Ash walked with a quick gate towards the park, his hands fiddling with one another in his hoodie pocket. He'd dressed casually, just jeans and a concert-T under a sports team hoodie, in an effort to bring as little attention to himself as possible as he traversed downtown, but he still felt a flush crawling up the back of his neck and into his cheeks. He was sure that somehow everyone he passed knew he was on a perverted mission, a debaucherous quest, a horny trip, and just that thought itself stirred the arousal building inside him.

Over the last several months he'd been listening to hypnosis audio files posted online. At first, he'd just begun to help mitigate his anxiety and relax a little, but he very quickly discovered the creator's more sensual and perverted content. He dove into it brain-first and found himself soaking up hypnotic trance like a sponge. Something inside him was just wired to listen to a calm, sensual voice tell him to relax and respond by dropping without hesitation. After some googling Ash had found out that he was "highly suggestible", but he didn't really see that as a downside at all. It meant he didn't have to practice as much with trance and could really just enjoy the process as much as he wanted to, and the "Mister Mesmer" files he'd been perusing were quite enjoyable.

They'd always begin by Mesmer opening with the same mantra, "Welcome to todays file, it's a pleasure to speak with you and I hope it's a pleasure to listen..." and just upon those words Ash's eyes would go fluttery. He'd already gone through most of the foundational hypnotic experiments, immobilization, memory play, phantom sensation, and he'd had so much fun falling out of his own head and just shutting down for a while that he kept listening. He'd built of the courage to explore the first perverted file after a month of listening to more casual scripts, and had found himself feeling arousal tingling across his groin every time Mesmer said the phrase "

Pleasure

". He'd woken up from the file flustered and horny, and with his cock hard as concrete.

Having broken down that first barrier, Ash found it easier to explore more and more, with all the tricks he'd learned from the casual files taking a new and perverted life in the scripts he enjoyed. Immobilization had become bondage, tying him down to his bed spread eagle while the phantom sensations that had once massaged his back and legs now stroked his cock and caressed his torso. Every new file felt juicier and more erotic, and they all left Ash wanting more, his imagination running wild with all the possibilities that lay in front of him. Eventually he found a file the promised some seriously erotic mind-play, with the description of the script saying, "the listener will be compelled to do something scandalous, not dangerous in any way, but beyond what any file has explored previously. Obviously there will be no compulsion for anything that might get the listener in trouble, however there will be significant memory alteration involved, to ensure the listener is surprised by the result."

It was vague, but so incredibly tantalizing that Ash couldn't help but try to listen. None of the other files Mister Mesmer had published had done anything outrageous, only given Ash some truly wonderful erotic experiences he'd kept to himself in his bed, and he'd actually found a reddit thread dedicated to the channel, where almost all the feedback was positive. Having considered the aspects of the situation, Ash made up his mind to check out the file, his hands jittering slightly with nerves and excitement as he put in his earbuds. Whatever this was, it would be something new and exciting, and his crotch throbbed at the idea.

The file began the same way all the files had, "Welcome to today's file, it's a pleasure to speak with you and I hope it's a pleasure to listen..." both times the word pleasure passed through his ears a tingling of arousal seeped out from his core. "In this file I will be taking you deep, because there's supposed to be a small surprise for you at the end. If you're a good listener, you'll already be in a comfortable position, and prepared for trance, but make sure you're extra comfy today. The reason I'm taking you so deep is because I want you to be prepared to take in some commands and act upon them once this file is over. So, listen closely... and begin taking slow and steady breaths... as my words start to pass in and around you... over and through you... helping take your thoughts away from all the distractions concerning you right now..."

Ash could feel the induction working its magic almost immediately. The cadence of the voice partnered with the training and triggers he'd given himself sent his head spiraling softly into the pillows beneath him, and before Ash had even realized it, he was swimming in a deep ocean of thick black pleasure. It felt like seconds dragged into hours, and the murmuring sounds of Mesmer's voice slipped in and around his conscious mind. Ash thought for a moment he heard the voice in his ears say something about forgetting, but then he remembered that he didn't have any thoughts when listening to Mister Mesmer, and he sank all the further into the serene darkness.

He couldn't say how long he was down for, and something about the fille was different in the ending. Ash felt a momentary sense of awareness that faded quickly as gentle light shone into his eyes. He wasn't sure what was happening, as this file didn't end with the same usual waking command, until he suddenly felt himself bubbling up out of trance and looking directly at his phone screen. His fingers hit send.

Confusion and fog addled his brain as Ash looked up and around and then back down at his phone to piece together the giant gaps of information that seemed to have disappeared from the past several minutes. His phone was open to his email app, and apparently he had just sent a message to an email he'd never seen or heard of before. He had just sent an email to Mister.mesmer90@gmail.com with the subject line "Trance subject" and a brief message below it.

"I am agood trance subject for you mistermesmer I obey and forget likke a good subject doees."

A mortified expression fell across Ash's face as he read the email he'd sent. Panic swept through him as thoughts that he'd just doxed himself and exposed this perverted fantasy he'd explored in private with seemingly the whole world.

Then he caught himself before he spiraled any further. The email he'd sent the message from wasn't a work or school email, just his own personal gmail, and he hadn't revealed any information of any kind. He quickly scrolled back through his sent messages to be certain that that was the only message he'd sent, and sure enough it was. His heart was still racing in his chest but he let out a sigh of relief. He hadn't really doxed himself, other than giving away an email that was already full to bursting with daily spam, and all the message really proved was that he'd listened to one of Mister Mesmers files.

He considered deleting the message, but it was already sent so it would just be erasing evidence from his end, and given that he lived alone, there wasn't really any risk of someone else finding out. Maybe if someone at his college took his computer and for some reason searched through his sent emails they would see this, but the odds of that felt next to nothing. His whole body started to relax and Ash chuckled to himself at the "surprise" the file had promised him. It had certainly been exhilarating, to say the least. Ash decided then no harm-no foul, and went to bed feeling very relieved and somewhat excited over this scandalous action he'd taken. It didn't really mean anything, and he doubted anything would come of it.

The next morning Ash awoke to an email notification from his gmail from Mister.mesmer@gmail.com. The title? "Good Subject". He bolted upright and opened his phone to the message immediately.

"Thank you for messaging me like a good subject, I'm glad you enjoyed the file I created, and that it had the intended effect. Let me know if you have any other thoughts or questions about my work. I love engaging with fan feedback

-Mesmer"

He looked over the message, his heart once again racing, worried at first he may have accidentally joined some cult. But as he read over the brief response again, it honestly seemed more like an author responding to fan mail more than anything else. It felt so strange to "talk to" directly the source of the voice he'd been listening to over the past several months. This wasn't a file or meditation, not some prepared piece of work created for an audience to perceive. It was just a message between two people. Ash was intrigued, and decided to email back some of his "thoughts and questions".

"Hi Mister Mesmer" it felt so strange for Ash to type that, unsure if that titling was appropriate, but not having any other ideas on how to start.

"Thank you I suppose for your work. The file I listened to last night definitely 'surprised me' and I've enjoyed most of your other work as well..."

Ash wasn't sure what else to say. It felt right to say that much at least, as he was truly enjoying the work and service someone else was doing seemingly for free, ignoring the content locked behind Patreon paywalls. He didn't really have any notes or recommendations, as he felt like a total novice in terms of hypnosis. He decided to simply end the message describing how he looked forward to future content and sent it. He didn't know what to make of this interaction, but nothing had been unpleasant at all. Again, it seemed to Ash closer to fan-mail than anything else.

Some hours later he got a response from Mister Mesmer thanking him for expressing his support, and asking him about how Ash had been engaging with the content. Over the next few days he emailed back and for with Mister Mesmer talking about how these had been the first files Ash had found, a what he thought about both the sexual and non-sexual content. Mesmer shared with him some of his experiences he'd had in making the content, and how things had changed over time, from him starting hypnosis for himself as a therapeutic hobby for his anxiety, similarly to Ash.

Over the next few weeks they began emailing back and forth consistently, and eventually Ash found out Mister Mesmer's real name was Michael. They wrote messages to each other daily, almost like pen-palls, and after enough time he built up the confidence to ask to meet up in person. He found out they both lived in New York, and Ash offered to meet in central park, knowing that in a city that big there wasn't really any chance of him giving away where he lived or any important details he didn't want to, and the public space would be a perfect neutral 3

rd

place.

Mister Mesmer, or Michael, agreed, and they set a time and date for the first time they would meet one another. The day came and their first interaction went incredibly well as far as Ash thought. Michael was 35, roughly 7 years older than Ash, and had lived in New York his whole life; unlike Ash who had moved to the city for college 3 years ago. Michael was bisexual, and Ash had already passed through his experimentation phase and was very confident in his own homosexuality.

They talked about how it was somewhat strange, that they'd already shared intimate moments, as the files Ash had listened to were plainly sexual in experience, and Michael was completely aware of their outcomes from their creation. It also helped that Ash was finding Michael very attractive in person, tall and broad man who clearly kept himself in good physical fitness, but no emphasis on toning, just exercising strength.

He also noticed the difference of intonations in Michaels voice when he wasn't speaking for the purpose of hypnosis, Ash didn't feel any of the usual effects from just talking that listening to the files induced. They talked about that experience, and the conversation moved to Michael asking Ash if he was looking for anything, and Ash answered him honestly, that he wasn't seeing anyone at the moment and the thought of getting together with someone like Michael was incredibly exciting.

They agreed to meet again next week at central park again, and before they parted, Michael gave Ash direct access to some of the paywall locked files Ash had seen on Mister Mesmer's website. He told Ash that he wanted to try something more exciting the next time they met up, and if he listened to these files they would lead to a more "intimate experience."

Ash left that first meeting excited and eager and began listening through the catalogue as soon as he got home. However, unlike most of the other files he'd listened to previously, all these new ones had serious inductions in the beginning, and impassible memory alterations at the end. Ash would simply start listening, feel himself dropping down into trance, then wake up feeling refreshed, but also slightly frustrated. No matter what he tried he couldn't remember the content of the files and he had promised not to jump to the middle of any of them to try and peek at what they contained.

One of the effects he was certain was a result of these new files though was a novel chastity. Ash found himself unwilling to pleasure himself before or after listening to the files, even though he woke from them feeling more frustrated every time he listened. Michael was doing something to him with this hypnosis, playing with him, and Ash couldn't help but love it. The denial and frustration made what Ash was doing feel all that much hotter, and he found himself practically counting down the hours until they could meet again.

Then the day finally came, and Ash was walking towards central park being tailed by tingling traces of arousal that wouldn't let him relax. He thought he would arrive early, showing up 15 minutes before they had agreed to meet, but when he got to the park, he saw Michael already sitting on a bench off to himself. As Ash approached Michael saw him and smiled towards him with a pleasant wave. It felt so casual, but at the same time the heat building in Ash's core seemed enticed by the gesture, and he had to stifle a small gasp.

Ash strode up to the bench and Michael greeted him first.

"It's good to see you again Ash, I had a feeling you would be a little eager to meet up again."

"It's good to see you too" Ash responded. He wasn't sure exactly what he was supposed to do so he sat down next to the bigger man.

"Have you been listening to the files I gave you access to?" Michael prompted him.

"I have, but I'm not really sure what's up with them. I don't really remember anything from listening to them, and I'm not really sure what they're doing."

"I think you have some idea of what they're doing" Michael responded, "tell me honestly, have you had a hard time finding

pleasure

lately?"

The annunciation of that one word made Ash twitch. He felt a spasm of arousal shoot up from his core into his whole body. His mouth gaped open and he took in a shaky breath.

"Is that what this has been about?"

"Indeed" Michael answered him, "I've been programming you with those files, to be more responsive and reactive to all sorts of triggers. Usually they're reserved for some of my more devoted subjects, but with the personal relationship you brought to me I decided to offer you the same experience."

Ash stared at him, and saw clearly now a hunger in the eyes that bore into him, a desire to take him that wouldn't be satisfied by anything less.

"Even though I was fairly certain this was what you wanted the first time we met, I wanted to be sure, and judging by your reaction to what I just said this is precisely what you've been looking for. If you've been listening to those files as much as I suspect you have, then that sweet little mind of yours should already be swimming with triggers and commands."

Ash stared back at him now, wanting to feel genuine shock and surprise but failing. Somewhere in his mind he knew that this was exactly what was happening, and the thought of it was driving him mad with arousal. Ash felt his cock straining in his pants as he looked back at the man who had seduced him with his voice, and now threatened to act upon all the hypnotic infrastructure he had built. He felt himself getting hornier and hornier by the second, causing little shivers and trembles as he looked back at Mister Mesmer speechless.

"I'll give one away" Michael chuckled, "One of the triggers that should be implanted in you now is arousal from being in my presence. It's something I can bring up or down, but right now I'm guessing its driving you crazy, and you're just waiting at the edge of your seat to see what else I might do to you."

Waves of pleasure swept up and down Ash's body as he listened, feeling the intensity of the moment push into his head, making his cock throb even harder. His mouth was hanging open, gaping at the man in front of him and Michael smiled.

"

Gag order

" he said, and Ash felt his lips close tightly together, his teeth pressing together firmly. For a moment his jaw felt strained, then his mouth slackened slightly to a relaxed close, and remained that way, completely still.

"I know we've got some privacy here but we are still out in public

silly boy

, and we don't want you staring slack jawed at me all afternoon, do we?"

As he intoned the second command Ash felt his mind droop slightly into the more spacey, muzzy, headspace he usually felt just before dropping into trance.

"I know you're prepared for things to get more exciting, but before we do I want you to tell me that you wish to continue. If not that's completely acceptable, we'll just have a nice calm walk in the park and go our separate ways. But if you do want to keep going, I've booked a nice hotel not far from here where I'd like to take you after this afternoon.

Unlocked

"

Ash felt his face relax completely, and his senses return, however the arousal throbbing inside of him did not subsite at all.

"I'd very much like that" he answered, and Michael smiled in response.

"I'm very glad to hear that my

good boy

, so why don't you go back to following that

gag order

, and I can show you some of what we've prepared for ourselves."

Once again Ash's lips sealed closed, and he couldn't even bring himself to moan or make a noise through them, he felt like someone had just put him on mute. Michael was talking again.

"There's plenty of explicit stuff in my free files, but those more exclusive ones I gave you access to have much more rigorous training involved, for example if I pick your hand up like this and say

Freeze

, you'd probably find yourself completely immobilized in this position. And if I follow it by saying you're

Hot

, you'll feel a palpable rush of arousal course out from between your legs and seep throughout your entire body."

Both were true, as Ash felt like a doll on display, suffering the feelings of pleasure sweeping through him without being able to respond. He was as still and silent as a statue as waves of heat emanated out from his cock and rippled throughout his body.

"We spoke last week about how you and I have both had relationships with other men, but we didn't get into any of the details of what you prefer, so why don't we probe that now, what do you say?"