The Evening After

"The trance of yesterday was amazing~"

So. That was that, I had thanked the 'tist of yesterday for being their hypnotee for the evening. It was a fun trance, and I felt no nice and floaty. And wet, of course, but that was expected. I did not have that much experience in erotic hypnosis, but I knew for years that it could get me going like nothing else./nNow I think back, I could not remember much more of the trance, but that is okay. It was relaxing, and I felt good.

Oh! The universal tree dots of an incoming response appeared.

"I did have fun too. I hope you want to play again sometime soon?"

Ha, it seems it was not just me who liked it. Great, I love it when I make somebody happy, even when I'm blank and not actively working to make it so. And the message dots are back!

"In fact, would you have some time now? I'd like to see what you think of something"

Hmm. I'm free this evening, and it aroused my curiosity.

"Sure, what do you have in mind?"

The dots are there, comforting me that a response is coming. They have such a nice pattern, I never noticed that before.

"I want to try some of the triggers I placed yesterday. Are you still good with having those lingering triggers and after-effects there, just for this weekend? [Be honest, and let me know when you are uncomfortable]"

I smile.

"Yes, I do enjoy feeling good all day today, and I'm excited to see what you have in store for me :)"

This time, the dots are there for just a short time. Not enough time to run through the full animation.

"Oke, let's start :) [You hear a snap and remove your top and wear only your cardigan]"

Hey, what do I read now? It is like my eyes are slipping over something. And where did that snap come from? My eyes slowly become unfocused and I feel strange. It is like a veil is being pulled over my brain. I feel myself become heavy, slow. A small, single pulse of arousal makes itself known. It is almost an out-of-body experience. I feel myself standing up, and my hands take off the cardigan. My t-shirt falls to the ground, and the bra follows. Then, without much thought, I put the cardigan back on. I sit back and shake my head.

Oke, this is ridiculous. Am I getting aroused with just the idea of playing with a hypnotist? Get yourself together.

"Ready when you are~"

There are the dots again. They are so soothing.

"I was wondering how you feel? Can you feel my influence already?~"

Ha. How should I respond to that...

"I do.~ :) To be honest, I even felt something of anticipation the moment you wanted to start, isn't that silly?"

Just a quick dash of the dots. I like how fast you are.

"Not at all! You are a good subject, and I'm sure you like what we will do today, you are free to feel what you feel. [In fact, those feel-good feelings will grow and grow]"

Oh. Oh! I love being told to be good. You sure know how to push my buttons. And you make me feel so relaxed, this is one of the nicest conversations I had in a while. I do feel good, I feel tingles all over my lower body...

"Thank you~"

The dots are back. It seems like each time I see them, I feel calmer, and so focused on what you will say

"You are welcome. [You hear again a snap. You will lower your pants and find a comfortable kneeling position where you can have your arms supported]"

When I read that message, I feel my eyes glaze over again. The fuzziness in my brain, which did not clear away completely last time, returned as I stood up. I zip open my pants, and let them pool on the ground as I kneel before the chair.

I slowly blink as I read your next message.

"How are you now? Can you describe what you are wearing?~"

Ha, an easy, albeit flirty message. I know what I decided to wear this morning.

"Sure~ Some nice jeans, a white tank top, and a nice cardigan, that make me look good :)"

"Are you sure of that? Can you do a quick body check for me? [Describe your thought process here in detail and step by step]"

A what now? If they want that, they can get a detailed body check.

"For you, I can~ I have black shoes, they rest on the floor"

The dots flash by. Part of my brain is more focused on the dots than on my body check.

"So far so good..."

"And my nice jeans are on the ground?! That cannot be right? And I'm kneeling, that is not normal..."

Although some part of me feels like it should panic, another part of me finds this hot. Really hot. And a large part of me is subdued, relaxing, and waiting for more to do for you, to watch the dots, feel good, and let go.

"But does it feel wrong? And is that your whole body scan? [If you want, you may play with yourself]"

One of my hands moves between my legs by itself, not a conscious thought of me needed, as the other one keeps typing.

"There is more? My cardigan is on, I see that. And I'm sure I would be cold without it... But now I check, that is the only thing on my upper body..."

I feel that my head is so heavy. How could it hide from me that I stripped? This 'tist obtained so much power over me in such a short time. It is exciting, for sure. I rub some more as I watch the dots fade in and out as you type, just as my brain does. A vague memory drifts up, of you telling me that time between messages is for relaxation, for being guided by small animated circles that blank, just as my mind will.

"Such a Good Girl for me. Following me so well. Do you want to fall deep for me again?~"

Ohh, that feels so nice, so good. Words are hard, I feel slow. And hot.

"I feel like I'm already entranced for you, and I'm in this service position upon your command?"

The dots. There are just the dots while waiting for your next message. And my rubbing hand. I do not care when the new message comes, I just feel so good for you, both when reading what you have to say, or when I'm waiting for you to respond. Lost in your words, in your dots.

"Good girl. You are indeed entranced. Drop for me, relax, and feel good... Let's see what this evening will bring :)"