"Watching the red dot move back and forth, back and forth...focus more and more...letting your thoughts get quieter and quieter. My voice so nice and easy to listen to..."

Your eyes ping-pong back and forth with the simple meditation gif I'm screen sharing. There's a defiant smile on your face, but I can see your pretty eyes starting to droop down, heavier and heavier.

"heavier and heavier...so nice and easy to follow the ball...nice and easy to listen to my voice....nice and easy to let your eyes sink...down, down and doooown to sleeeeeep...."

Your head droops down and that smug grin becomes a blissful smile. You drop forward in your chair a little.

"Listening to my voice. Taking the time to make sure you're sitting safely in your chair. Making sure you are alone and free to continue to listen to my voice..."

You straighten just slightly, your head bouncing in a small nod. Nobody to bother us for hours.

"You feel so peaceful and relaxed. So ready to play. You want to hypnotize me with your eyes. When I count from 3 to 1, you will wake up with a strong desire to put me into trance with your eyes. 3...2...1!

You blink awake, looking slightly confused, then you see me on your screen and smile.

"Mmm! That was sweet!"

"You enjoyed that?" I ask.

"Yes! And you know what? I really want you to look into my eyes right now."

You lean in close to your camera. I can see the blue-white light of your screen reflect in your shimmering hazel eyes. Your eyes are soft and feminine, delicately traced with eyeliner. You swivel your head back and forth like a snake. I feel my body begin to mirror you.

“Look deep into my eyes...nice and deep into my eyes...My eyes are so big, so pretty...I have such, soft pretty eyes...say that for me, sweetie.”

“You have such soft, pretty eyes...” My mouth speaks on its own.

“My pretty eyes are sucking away your thoughts...getting trapped, magnetized by my pretty eyes...Listen to my voice...staring into my eyes...listen to my voice...staring into my eyes...”

“Listen...stare....listen...stare...” My head bobs around in a circle. I am your mindless puppet. Lost in your eyesss.

“Sucking away all your thoughts, all your will, all your resistance…making your so tired and sleepy….sleepier…sleepier…”

You bat your long eye lashes and I feel my eyelids get so very heavy…Just want to close my eyes…

“And…sleeeeeeeppp…” You close your eyes slowly and I helplessly copy you, deep in trance.

You pop open one eye, smiling as you see me drifting deep in your control.

“Good boy, so deep and happy for me. Feeling good, breathing deep, feeling relaxed and open with me. Free to come up if you need or just sink down deeper and deeper.”

SNAP

“Deep”

SNAP

“Deep”

SNAP

“DEEeeeeppp”

I am floating in a dark, cool well, letting your gentle currents rock my body. So deep for you.

“When I count you up, you will feel refreshed and awake, ready to keep playing and enjoying yourself. When I count you up, you will feel an irresistible urge to hypnotize me with your fingers. Feeling so sexy and confident to make me focus on your fingers and drop me into trance. Waking up in 3...2...1!”

My eyes open and I take a deep inhale. I feel great! I just want to keep toying with your sexy mind and falling for your traps.

“You feeling awake, yet?” you ask, laughing a little.

“Oh, yeah! That was so wonderful. You’re getting good!”

“I appreciate the practice!” You say and stick out your tongue.

“Speaking of practice, did I show you what I can do with my fingers? Just watch them…”

I really want to mesmerize you with my fingers. You would look so sexy, eyes glued to the tip of my finger, your mind melting out your mouth.

I wave my fingers slowly in the air, like I’m slowly playing an invisible piano.

“Watch the way my fingers move… Watch them wiggle up and down… So easy to follow…Such a twirly, swirly motion…”

Your eyes are being dragged around in lazy spirals.

“…twirly…swirly…” you repeat.

“That’s right…twirly and swirly…making your mind all silly and happy…twirly swirly…silly happy…”

Your mouth stretches into an ear-to-ear grin.

“Swirly, twirly…silly, happy…”

I point my index finger at the camera and push it closer, making slow, deliberate circles around the screen. You get drawn nearer and nearer with the motion, your head drooping in circles a few inches from the screen.

We are almost 3,000 miles apart and yet here I am pulling your gaze like my hand was pulling your head around on a string.

What a marvel of modern technology.

“Your eyes are glued to my finger and it’s so silly…makes you think of something funny…so funny and silly…making you a little giggly…”

You start to chuckle drowsily. I spin my finger faster. You start to laugh louder.

“So funny…so silly…just my funny finger tickling your brain…making you so silly and stupid…happy, laffy, and dumb…”

You’re laughing so hard now. Your eyes are watering and you’re gasping for breath. The corners of your mouth hurt from smiling so hard and you love it!

“So, so funny! …and SLEEP!”

I SNAP my fingers and you immediately drop your head to your chest, your breath steadying and your blood pumping endorphins around your entire body.

“So relaxed and deep for me. Catching your breath…Feeling good…Feeling wonderful.”

I lick my lips

“Feeling hot.”

You smile a little and breathe deep.

“You feel good and you feel hot. You feel sexy and attractive. Your body is beautiful, radiant, and irresistible. When I count you up, you will feel aroused and attractive. Powerful and confident. You will have an undeniable urge to hypnotize me with your tits. Starting to wake up now. 3…2…1 and wake.”

You blink awake with a big grin on your face. You stretch, pressing your chest out a little.

“How was that?” I ask.

“mmmm…really nice…I’m getting kinda hot, now.”

“Yeah, what do you like to do when you’re hot?”

You give me a smoldering look and then casually reach your hand into your shirt.

“Sometimes I just like to tease my nipples. Give ‘em a quick scratch or a pinch. I even do it in the grocery store or at the movies when I don’t think anyone’s watching.”

Your tone is casual and you’re teasing your nipple under your shirt in front of me, like you’re chatting with a close girlfriend. I feel a lascivious force pulling my eyes to your chest.

“It’s a reaaally nice way to relieve some stress. It’s even better when I can give them some air.”

You lift up your shirt and let your small, perky tits bounce free. Your nipples are pink and erect as your fingers pinch them.

“They look really nice, huh?” You ask, hefting up a breast for my inspection. “Nice and bouncy. Small and perky. Hard, pink nipples…just the way you like them.”

My brain feels like it’s drowned in molasses. My eyes hungrily drink in the sight of your sweet tits, my body open to your control.

You jiggle your tits at the camera.

“Nice and bouncy,

Small and perky,

Hard, pink nipples,

Just the way you like them.”

You sing song your words as your tits bounce and jiggle. My head bounces with them and I follow along.

“Nice and bouncy,

Small and perky,

Hard, pink nipples,

Just the way I like them…”

You cup your boobs and twist your nipples with both hands.

“My titties control you. Say it…’

“Your titties control me.”

“My titties make you submissive.”

“Your titties make me submissive.”

“You love to get bossed around by my boobs.”

“I love getting bossed around by your boobs!”

You look at me devilishly as I wobble in my chair at the mercy of your tits.

“Turn the camera to the chin-up bar you have in your room.”

Titties command. I obey.

“Go and do twelve chin-ups. If you get tired, you can rest. You will push yourself as far as you can safely go.”

“Yes, ma’am.” I murmur with a smile on my face. I stagger to my chin-up bar, my mind lost in a thick fog.

“And count out as you go, baby!” You say teasingly.

I grab the bar and hoist myself up.

“ONE, MA’AM!

TWO, MA’AM!

THREE,MA’AM!”

I’m able to do the set of twelve no problem. You’ve been giving me suggestions to work out and take care of myself.

“Oooh…you’re making me wet my sexy, stupid stud!”

I love it when you call me your stupid stud.

“Sit down. Relax. Just let your eyes soften and gaze at my sweet tits. Feel your muscles pulsing. Feel those fun hormones pumping through your body. So much energy. Feel that energy, all that tension begins to flow to your cock.”

You tweak and pinch your nipples in rhythm now, matching the beat of my heart. I feel blood pumping, pumping.

“Yeah, feeling so strong and sexy. So powerful, confident, assertive. You’re getting hard. Watching my tits makes you feel horny, aroused. So eager to have your way with me. You want to hypnotize me with your hard cock. You want to mesmerize me with your swinging dong, got that big guy?”

You throw me a wink.

I smirk back and grunt. I am so horny. I’m ready to punch a hole through the wall.

“Waking up, ready to show me your cock in 3…2…1!”

I blink myself awake. My body feels electric. You gaze back at me, your perky tits dangling from under your shirt.

“Feeling good, babe?” You ask knowingly.

“Oh yeah…hey, babe. Did I show you this yet?”

I crane down my camera and open my fly, letting my cock spring out. It’s hard and I give my shaft a few strokes. Your eyes light up as you drink in the sight of my boner. I flick it back and forth like a metronome.

“Watch the motion, back and forth, back and forth…so happy to stare at my cock…makes you feel so sexy…so submissive…back and forth…keep following the cock…”

Your eyes glaze over and you follow my penis eagerly. Back and forth.

“You worship my cock. Say it”

“I worship your cock…” you say softly.

“you obey my cock.”

“I obey your cock…”

“My cock drops you so deep into hypnosis…”

“Your cock drops me so deep..into…into….”

“Hyyypnooossisss…” I help tip you over the edge.

“Hypnosisssssss….” You’re sleeping with your eyes still open and glued to my cock. You have a big stupid open-mouth grin with a little drool trickling down.

“Listen to me. Listen to my cock. Go and find your favorite dildo now.”

You get up and rummage around your drawer like a sleepwalker, images of sex and spirals and cocks in your head. You come back and hold up a chrome shaft.

“Look at your dildo. It looks just like my cock. The more you look the more you see how it could be my cock. The more you look the more you believe it’s my cock. Waggle around my cock for me, babe.”

You bounce the dildo in front of your face, your eyes following it in adoration. The bouncy motion makes you giggle. I wind up feeling some empathetic sensation in my actual cock the sight.

“My cock wants you to stroke it. Stroke my cock now, every stroke sending you deeper and deeper, hornier and hornier, sexier and sexier…”

“Deeper, hornier, sexier…” You drone as you work you hand all around what you are certain is my cock hovering in front of your face. I barely even have to follow along, so convincing is your performance and so conditioned am I to feel your phantom strokes on my cock. I glance at the clock, 2:30 my time, 11:30 your time. We still have all night.

“Keep stroking, keep watching, keep obeying my cock. Now baby, when I wake you up you will have an irresistible urge, you will be compelled, to hypnotize me with your very best blowjob.”

“3…2…1…SNAP!”