Long Distance Hypno Domme

This is more or less a simple femdom hypnosis story that focuses heavily on long inductions and hypnotic trigger usage: check the tags before reading, and enjoy!

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Sitting at the desk in his bedroom wearing some fuzzy blue sweatpants and a plain gray t-shirt, wearing his best pair of black wireless headphones, Noel was excited for... whatever this late night erotic hypnosis thing would turn out to be. It would start at nine, which was in about ten minutes. His medium-length black hair and short stature made him look like a good "hypno-pet" apparently, but he doubted the results would be that extreme.

It started the day before with him looking for women online that he could have a casual fling with. After some searching and some of his messages being ignored, as usual even though he was fairly cute, he came across a stunning woman named Francesca who, on her profile, said she wanted to "practice her erotic hypnosis skills".

Hypnosis or guided meditation in general wasn't his thing; those "Fall Asleep In 20 Minutes Hypnosis" videos never did anything to calm down the barrage of random thoughts in his head at night.

Ordinarily not actively into this kind of thing, she was pretty enough to make him consider it. The photos were only of her bust and up, but there was plenty to see. The wavy purple hair, that delightful black and magenta swirl patterned dress and the hefty cleavage that went with it, and those blue eyes... It all made him decide that even if none of this nonsense made him relaxed or sleepy or horny or anything, at least staring into her eyes--and other places--for an hour would at least do the trick.

When he had messaged her, she replied quickly, and after some back and forth, Noel was delighted to hear that she really liked his looks and was willing to try some hypnosis on him.

And now, with a few minutes left, he decided to enter their video chat early. The best case scenario he was hoping for was that he'd play along and just follow her instructions, maybe getting relaxed and horny in the process, but it wasn't like hypnosis was that powerful. Those stage magicians on TV were all frauds and hucksters anyway. A hot woman doing it was much more fun though.

Finally, she joined. With just a red wavy curtain and the back of a leather chair in the background, there was nothing to distract him from the fact that she was looking very fantastic in her signature dress. She ran a hand through her hair, revealing that she was wearing some lovely magenta nail polish, matching the pink in her dress. He couldn't imagine anyone wearing that in public, so it was probably an outfit she used specifically for hypnosis sessions.

"Lovely!" she said. Her microphone, wherever it was, was superb, making him feel a little ashamed of using his built-in webcam microphone. "You're here early."

"I couldn't wait. Can you hear me? You're looking really good tonight, by the way! I was kind of hoping you'd wear that to this."

"Mhm. I can hear you. And yes, this is my hypnosis outfit. I made it very recently; it really gets people to drop under. Really, it's not that hard to just stare into it all night... But for now, I'd like to start by asking you a few questions."

"Sure thing," he said, trying to make it not obvious he was looking at her boobs.

"Have you ever been hypnotized before? I should have asked that much sooner."

"Not really."

"I see. Well, I'm glad you're so eager for your first time. And what are your thoughts on hypnosis in general?"

"I believe in it completely," he lied. "It seems really awesome and hot." At least the second part wasn't a lie, at least when a pretty woman with big boobs was doing it.

"Oh, it absolutely is," she said. "Taking someone's mind and melting it until it's a mushy plaything... it's so fun! And we covered this already, but in terms of suggestions and triggers, is there anything else you don't want me to do to you?"

"Uh, I guess just the same things I sent you earlier, don't make me do anything weird in public or anything gross in general, and... yeah, that covers it I guess. Do whatever else you want." Although he had mixed feelings on turning into a completely hypnotized drone or having his memories played with, he didn't feel the need to bring it up. It wasn't like those things were a real concern.

"Great," she said. "I always love to see someone as open as you. And finally, how long do you have to play around? Will you need to be asleep by a certain time?"

"It's a Friday, so no. I can go all night. Unless I fall asleep at my desk." Surely she wouldn't go until sunrise, but if she did, at least he had a whole weekend to fix his sleep schedule.

"I also have all the time in the world. And, are you fine with whatever you're wearing down there getting rather sticky? You know what kind of hypnosis this is, after all."

The exciting time implied by the stickiness made him shiver with anticipation. "I'm fine with it. I was going to do laundry tomorrow anyway."

"Excellent. Are you ready?"

He nodded. "Mhm."

"Then we can begin. Simply relax, stay quiet, and focus on me and my words. I want you to start by taking a deep breath in..."

He breathed in.

"...And out." After he did so, she smiled. "See how easy it is to obey? Good boy."

Caught off guard, Noel shivered with a little arousal at those words.

"And now in... and out again. Now repeat that rhythm for me, simply breathing in... and out."

Already feeling a little more relaxed than he was just a moment ago, he kept up his slow, calm breathing.

"And as you breathe in and out, let your eyes remain on my chest. It's okay to stare, okay to get lost in it... I'm here to make you feel good tonight, so simply let them melt your mind as you breathe in... and out..."

Even if he was bad at hiding it, at least she outright wanted him to stare. She gently swayed her chest from left to right, her dress shifting down as she did. His eyes followed, and horny relaxation began to build inside him.

"Let all the tension inside you fade away. All your doubts. All your worries. Shhh... All you need to do is listen to my words and follow along. Listen and let your stare grow blank and happy."

As he stared into her gently swaying chest, she gave him more relaxing words. More simple relaxation exercises followed where he tensed his body up and let it relax again, where he visualized a wave of relaxation going through his body, and one more breathing exercise. And as he followed along with her simple relaxation exercises, he found that the usual barrage of thoughts started to calm down. They still bubbled up, yet they grew quieter and more soothing in nature. Although he tried not to consciously think about things, he was happily surprised that she could make him this relaxed.

There was a tinge of anxiety in him that he'd get distracted and stop hearing her words and start thinking about something unrelated, yet as it ultimately didn't happen. His attention was kept firmly drawn to her chest, and that worry started to fade.

"And now," she said, "As I count down from ten to one, let every number I say send you deeper into trance."

Trance... He didn't know if that was the perfect word for what he was feeling, but being told that he was going deeper into one felt good.

"And when I say one, I'll snap my fingers and tell you to sleep, and you'll drop so much deeper into trance. Now, sink deep for me and let your mind submit as I count down. Ten. Nine..."

Delighted by how well this was going, his thoughts were mostly of wanting to sink deeper.

"Eight. Let your head grow empty..."

His foggy mind wondered if that was possible, if he could truly be empty like she was telling him to be.

"Seven. Sink for me. You're doing so well. Good boy. Six. Five."

Every word brought him deeper.

"Four. Let your mind melt under my voice. Under my words. Under my guidance.

"Three. Drop, drop... drop deeper... Two. Let a soothing wave of bliss come over your mind. Let it wash over you, emptying your mind and sending it into trance.

"One. And now..." She snapped her fingers. "Sleep."

Trance hit him, pushing more of his thoughts out of his head and making his mind happy. His only real thought was of being happy to be where he was.

"Simply let yourself sink. Settle down into this deep state... Shhhh, all you have to do is obey. Obey my words and let them shape your mind. It's so easy to let me into your mind. Let your entranced mind grow soft and pliable under my voice."

Thoughts tried to bubble up inside of him and were smothered by his focus. The one thought left in his mind shifted towards receiving her words.

"Now, every single time I snap my fingers and say sleep, you'll drop into trance. You'll drop into this lovely, relaxed, obedient state. And if you're already in trance, you'll drop so much deeper. Let my words fill your mind. When I snap my fingers and say sleep, you'll drop so deep for me.

"And now I'll quickly count down from five to one, and then I'll tell you to sleep. Five. Four. Three. Two. One. Sleep."

A finger snap, and he went deeper.

"And now again. Five. Four. Three. Two. One. Sleep."

Again, and he went deeper.

"And one last time. Five... good boy. Four. Drop for me. Three. Deeper and deeper.. Two. You're doing so well. One. Sleep."

Her last finger snap took him deeper than the rest. She remained silent for a moment, letting him float down deeper, and then she spoke again.

"Good boy. And now, I would like to give you your first hypnotic suggestion. Every time I call you a good boy, in or out of trance, you just feel so good. So submissive. So happy. And you want to obey so that I'll call you a good boy. You want to obey and let my words shape you, and it's so easy to do that.

"You're such a good boy, going this deep for me."

That submissive happiness tingled inside him.

"Let me install more hypnotic triggers into your mind. When I snap my fingers and say forget, you will forget what happened during your last trance. All you'll remember was that you went deep for me and obeyed. And then when I snap my fingers and say remember, you'll remember it all again. Forget and remember... Let these triggers plant themselves in your mind for me. That's right, let my words and my snaps take hold over you. Good boy."

A tiny tinge of anxiety rose up in him, yet he remained deep in trance.

"Good boy. Good boy. And now, I'll count from one to five. As I count, you'll stay in trance, yet your mind will prepare itself to wake up. Those special words and hypnotic triggers will solidify as I count up. Sleep, good boy, forget, remember... And when I reach five, I'll snap my fingers and say forget, and you'll forget what happened during your trance and wake up for me.

"One... Two. Good boy, you're almost there. Three... Four. Almost there. And five." She snapped her fingers. "Forget."

Noel woke up from trance, still feeling foggy and relaxed.

"Lovely," Francesca said. "You're awake. How do you feel?"

"I feel... pretty good," Noel said. He started contemplating what it was he remembered. It was more than absolutely nothing, but there were foggy places. That could have just been the relaxation making his memory worse though. Regardless, it worked well. Much, much more well than he was expecting. It was an actual trance.

"And you can stop staring at my breasts now. We don't want you falling back into trance yet, after all."

He pulled his eyes away, remembering how pretty her face was as he looked into her eyes instead. "Sorry."

"Don't worry about it. And now, I would like to gauge how effective your trance was. Firstly, how much do you remember from your trance?"

"Let's see, uh... It started with breathing exercises and then you telling me to look into your chest, and then I did the tensing up thing, and then it starts getting foggy. I remember the countdowns, but none of what you said during them. And you put in those four hypnotic suggestions. Sleep, good boy, then forget and remember?"

Francesca nodded. "That's all correct. Anything else?"

"You called me good boy a bunch... and all the countdowns were one to five and five to one, right? And I don't think I can remember any of the exact phrasing of anything you said."

Francesca smiled. "It's a good start. You did a good job so far! And now..." She held up her left hand, and Noel got ready for a snap. "Remember," she said as she snapped.

"Wait," Noel said as he remembered a few things. "The first countdown was ten to one!"

"Mhm. And what else do you remember?"

"And..." He wondered if he should hide that detail, but in the end, he decided to share it. "I had some trouble getting the thoughts in my head to stay quiet. Even when I was in trance, I couldn't stop thinking about the trance itself, even if the thoughts weren't very strong. And then when you told me about the forget trigger, I started feeling a little anxious."

Francesca thought for a moment. "Hmm. I see. Well, I have some ideas for that. Those thoughts won't be a problem anymore the next time you go under. And thank you for being honest about what worked and what didn't." She smiled. "You're such a good boy. Mmmm... Good boy."

Those words gave him the slightest tingle in a way he liked. He became more aware of the erection in his sweatpants as the arousal of being called a good boy buzzed through him.

"I saw it in your face," Francesca said. "It seems calling you a good boy works like a charm."

"Well, I can't help it... I am really enjoying this."

"And so am I. You're shaping up to be a great subject. Cooperative, suggestible, and happy to be where you are. It's already your first trance, and your triggers are already giving results. It's possible for them to become much, much stronger. Now, would you like me to play with you once more and take you even deeper?"

Noel was a little nervous. "Yes," he said, nodding. Though, since he was honest earlier, he didn't see any reason to hide it now. "Although, I am a little worried about whether or not I'll be able to do better than that last trance, and also I'm... kind of excited and also nervous about the idea of you messing with my mind more."

She smiled subtly yet reassuringly. "There's no need to worry about falling into trance on your end. I'll take care of it and make sure you do. I can work with the problems you had. And I'll be gentle with you, don't worry. I just want to practice my techniques and play with you, and I don't want to take advantage of you. I simply want to get in there and make you feel good..."

He felt a lot better. "Thanks for promising that," he said. "Anyway, I'm ready for more."

"Very well," she said. He was expecting her to snap her fingers and tell him to sleep immediately, but instead, she reached off to the side and picked something up off her desk. She showed it off to the camera; it was a string pendant with an oval-shaped amethyst crystal on it.

"And this... is just a little something to make the hypnosis more compelling." She put the pendant around her neck, and the crystal hung between her breasts. "Now, once more, I want you to start by taking a deep breath in..."

He obeyed, eager to begin again.

"...And take a deep breath out. And now, repeat that for me. Stare into the crystal between my breasts. Let your mind focus on it. Let those stray thoughts melt once again as you breathe in... and out."

Relaxation came more easily this time, already starting to take hold.

"Just relax and stare and listen. Simply look into the crystal. Listen to my words as your mind grows quieter and quieter once again. Trance feels so good; it's so, so calming, so relaxing, so enjoyable. Drop down into it for me.

"Imagine the crystal as a vessel for your thoughts. Imagine it as part of your mind. And now, imagine the warmth from my chest spreading through it, making it warm and cozy."

A pleasurable warmth started to spread through his thoughts; the visualization worked wonders for him.

"Let my chest take your stray thoughts away. Let it melt your mind once more and make it pliable and happy and comfortable. And now, as I count down from five to one, let all of that sink you even deeper. And when I hit one, I'll snap my fingers and tell you to sleep.

"Five. As the thoughts drain from your head, let your body go loose and limp.

"Four. Feel the warmth and the softness of my chest." She squeezed her breasts together, obscuring the sides of the crystal and making his mind cloudier.

"Three. As you start to drift off, let arousal fill you, driving you deeper and making you more obedient."

"Two. You're so close. You're such a good boy... Drop for me."

"One." She snapped her fingers. "Sleep." Trance took him, and his mind grew warm, dark, and cozy.

"Just drift for me for a moment, letting yourself relax." Hardly any thoughts remained in him, save for vague thoughts about trance, about her breasts, and about how relaxed he felt. They still popped in, yet were faint and fuzzy and came with little imagery, and they tended to drift and merge and pop out as they pleased.

"And now, as deep in trance as you are, I still wish to bring you deeper; to make you truly mindless, except for the thoughts and words I put into your head myself. Now, let my breasts continue to take away your thoughts. Feel them against your mind..."

She pressed her breasts more tightly together, fully swallowing the crystal with her chest and pressing every part of it against herself. The string holding the crystal simply went into her cleavage and vanished inside of it, and he felt like the same was happening to him. Warmth and comfort surrounded his mind, drawing out those stubborn thoughts.

"Surrounded by my chest, all your helpless mind can do is grow even emptier. You simply can't help but let them take it all away... Let those strands of thought be sucked out. Let my breasts even take away your ability to create your own thoughts. Let nothing at all occupy your mind.

"I'll count down from three to one. When I reach one, I'll tell you to sleep once more, and you'll drop even deeper.

"Three. Two. One. Sleep." A finger snap, and his mind grew weaker.

"And now again. Three. Two. One. Sleep.

"And one more time... Three, two... One. Sleep."

He almost had true emptiness in his head. His only thoughts were vague impressions. It was all he was capable of.

"And now, as you're so deep in trance, I want you to feel my breasts filling your mind with a new thought. I want you to think about obeying. Think about me. Let my breasts massage your mind and fill it with this thought."

She gently rubbed her breasts against the buried crystal between them, causing those thoughts to appear in him.

"Obeying is good. It's all you want to do. Your body, your mind, all of it. Obeying arouses you, and it just makes you want to submit to me even more. You want me to control your movements, your thoughts, your senses, your memories, replacing them with my will.

"In your deep trance, let all of these things become your reality. You want me to have this control. Your mind is blank and ready to receive my instructions.

"Obeying feels so good. And as I reprogram your mind, you naturally tingle with excitement. With arousal. Submit to it. Submit to my words.

"When I tell you that you perceive something, you perceive it. You feel it, see it, hear it... The sensations are real, because they are. And when I tell you to think something, tell you to do something, or tell you that a change is happening to your mind, it happens. And even outside of trance, this is true for my hypnotic triggers. You want to obey so, so badly, and giving me this power will make you happy, and it will make me happy..."

His thoughts were crystal clear, focused entirely on obedience and how wonderful it felt.