We were partying one night and I casually mentioned to Melissa that I was studying hypnosis. We had already had a few drinks and she just couldn't stay composed as she burst out laughing. Once she was done with her giggle fit, she told me how corny it was. She teased me a lot and couldn’t believe that a young handsome guy like me was actually thinking about pursuing a career in hypnotherapy. Saying something along the lines that hypnosis was simply impossible.

 

At first I let it slide and tried to steer the conversation towards the next set of drinks we were going to order, but she just couldn’t let it go and kept making fun of me. She went on and on about how ridiculous hypnosis was.

 

I was drunk and a little pissed so I decided to try and explain to her how hypnosis could be a powerful tool. 

 

I told her about how it wasn’t all stage gimmicks and that it could really penetrate a person’s subconscious and help them in their everyday lives. I even told her a little about erotic hypnosis and how it could enhance a sexual experience.

 

​Which admittedly might have been a mistake, because she only seemed to hear the last part and started to make fun of me all over again. She kept insinuating that I wasn’t a good fuck and that I needed cheap hypno-tricks to be able to get girls to sleep with me.

 

That was a mistake on her part. To be fair, I was a little drunk and my judgment might have been affected by her harsh words. 

 

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The party was winding down and Melissa had finally stopped teasing me about my passion for hypnosis. But... Her words still lingered in my mind so I decided to go for broke.

 

I had a feeling that she was getting tired from all the drinking and dancing so I decided to go talk to her. She was complaining about the room spinning and kept closing her eyes to rest, which gave me the opportunity I needed. I spoke to her normally at first and gradually lowered my voice as I described to her, in growing detail, about funny things I saw during the party.

 

She didn’t laugh but kept smiling as I described each little thing. I painted her a complete image of our friends and their shenanigans as my voice started to relax her. At one point, she told me how nice my voice was and that it was helping with the spinning room.

 

So I continued...

 

I had done these types of long inductions before and I was patient about it. The more I talked to her, the more I became convinced that she would make an excellent hypnotic subject. Her mind was open to my words and I knew she was the gullible type even if her disbelief in hypnosis was what pushed me to drop her. I talked and talked as I gradually lowered my voice further and guided her into a light trance.

 

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To the few that remained at the party, we looked like 2 drunk people that were calmly trying to figure out the logistics of our afterparty. But really... I was deepening her light trance and trying to decide the best way to show her just how powerful hypnosis could be. 

 

As I talked with her subconscious mind, I soon discovered that although she didn’t show it, she found me reasonably attractive. So I started with that. I already knew how open she was with her sexuality, but I was shocked to learn just how much of a slut she actually was. So I worked on that too.

 

I couldn’t do much more of course, so I focused her mind on a deep desire to come back to my place. I also expanded the idea she teased me with and pushed the belief that I didn't really know what fucking a real girl felt like. That so far, I had only relied on my hypnosis skills to bed mindless girls. She took to that idea rather well and woke up from trance determined to show me what a real woman could do. She was pretty horny after I snapped her out of trance.

 

Once I brought her out of her trance, she eventually focused her eyes on me and smiled as naughty thoughts filled her head. Of course, after we kissed and agreed to go back to my place for some more intimate fun, she didn't realize that I would also be fucking her mind that night.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As predicted, we had a rather wild night and if I am honest, she did show me a thing or 2 that blew my mind away. Her sexual adventures and open mind had given her plenty of experience. She was right in a way, I was missing out on a few things. But as we crashed on my bed, both thoroughly exhausted, I decided that I still wanted to show her just how powerful hypnosis could be.

 

If done properly with such a perfect hypnotic subject.

 

So I spoke her trance trigger softly and let the post coital bliss enhance her calm state of mind. I deepened her trance for a long while before I started to go to work on her views. On her core values.

 

I learned that she had loved our fuck. That she was surprised by my stamina and talents. I wasn’t the best fuck of her life, but I was up there so it was rather easy to play around with her memory of the event and make it extra special.

 

Extra fulfilling... 

 

Guiding her to a place where she wanted more of the same was easy after that. Reinforcing her initial desire to blow my mind with her talents was just as easy. She already had a desire to show me what I was missing out on, so I enhanced it further by giving her a desire for a repeat performance. 

 

Her attraction for me had already bloomed with our fuck so that was child’s play. But then I dug deeper and discovered that although I hadn’t had to push hard for her to come home with me, she still thought of me as a geeky nerd that would miss out on life because I had a passion for hypnosis.

 

Which she thought was bogus and creepy.

 

In her mind, even if she was surprised by our fuck, she still viewed me as beneath her. That she wasn’t fucking me to enjoy it, but rather, doing it as a mercy to me. Giving me something I would otherwise never have.

 

​That pissed me off. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

After that first night, Melissa left with a deep desire to seduce me again. Which she did the following week. We were both at a party again and she made a point to dress extra sexy. She kept looking my way and smiling her sexy little smile and by the time the evening started to whine down, we were making out in a dark corner.

 

I brought her back to my place and to my surprise, she got to her knees once I closed the door and sucked me right there in the doorway. Which eventually evolved into a full blown fuck in my living room.

 

Once we both came and crashed on the sofa, I triggered her trance and deepened it until I was satisfied she would be receptive to my guidance. I learned that she still had the same burning desire to show me just how amazing a fuck she was and wanted to make sure I understood that I would never be able to fuck a girl as open and slutty as she could be.

 

I also discovered that she was planning to fuck me a few times to make sure I was thoroughly mind blown before dropping me and going after some other guy. Well that wouldn’t do! I decided right then and there to start working on her view of me. I wasn’t some nerdy guy she needed to teach a lesson to, but rather, I was a man to be conquered. A man to be respected. I hinted that our fuck had been so good that she realized just how much of a man I really was. 

 

I played with her memories and once I was done, she remembered that she went down on me immediately when we got inside because she was eager to please me. To show me that she too was a good fuck. That she wanted my approval.

 

​Over the next few weeks and hypnotic sessions, she would gradually come to see me not as someone to pity, but as a figure of authority.

 

Someone to be respected.

 

To be obeyed...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

After 3 weeks of us hooking up, I was pleased to see that her plan to fuck and dump me was long forgotten. Her slutty side was making it easy for us to hook up and the trances that followed only enhanced everything I had been working on. 

 

Speaking of which, I started to make her trances last longer and longer. I used them to make her masturbate while she recited a wide variety of mantras that would serve to guide her mind. Each mantra would slowly be connected with pleasure and the thoughts associated with them would be accepted as truths because they felt so nice.

 

Or so I figured. I had to admit that I was starting to go beyond what I knew as fact when it came to what hypnosis could do. But I had managed to get this far, so why not try?

 

The sight of her mindlessly saying her mantras while keeping herself aroused had the effect of getting me aroused. Even after we had fucked. So I decided to try something different. I still had her recite her mantras in her mind, but her mouth was occupied with something else. She would slowly suck my cock while she fingered herself, still reciting words that would help her realize just how much she loves to do it.

 

​Pleasure being a wonderful catalyst through it all.

 

 

 

 

 

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After a month, Melissa was so open to my guidance. She was viewing me more and more like an authority figure. A Dominant lover...

 

So I followed suit and started to order her around more and more. I even started to ask for blowjobs at odd times, just to see how she would react. 

 

At first, she only refused about 40% of the time. Of course, I was testing her resolve and always asked them in public places or even while I watched television. Sometimes she would be in the mood and she would do it, but other times she would refuse and offer to make it worth my wild later on.

 

But the more I hypnotized her and made her recite her pleasurable mantras, the less she refused.

 

When her refusal rate was barely at 10%, I knew she would eventually accept just about anything I would ask of her. Which made me wonder how far I could push my hypnotic control. I only started to hypnotize her to prove a point, maybe get a fun kick out of fucking her, but as our new relationship grew, I found myself enjoying it more and more.

 

Experiencing her mindless devotion as she sucked my cock might also have curved my decision somewhat...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It turns out that Melissa is a truly exceptional and highly suggestible hypnotic subject. Her mind is so open to my hypnotic suggestions that in 2 months' time, she was halfway to being my perfect little plaything. By then, she sucked me off whenever I wanted and she was always receptive to my desires.

 

She didn’t view herself as my slave yet, but she had fully accepted our new dominant/submissive relationship. She only had eyes for me and it showed whenever we were out in public. She stopped looking at other guys and would only go out on the dance floor if I told her I wanted to watch her dance. She even started to wear a collar while we were alone at my place. She didn’t remember where, but she read that a good submissive girlfriend wears a collar to show her devotion and trust for her dominant lover.

 

Our sexual play gradually evolved and before long, I was openly telling her how much I loved to use her as my plaything. I would compliment her when she obeyed by telling her how much of a good girl she was. Of course, those words contain a small pleasure trigger and helped enhance her need for my approval.

 

She even started to work on her blowjob skills. She was a decent cocksucker, but she couldn’t quite deep throat me. After training herself with large dildos, she eventually could. Which earned her my praise of course.

 

​Next, I started to hint that sexual denial would enhance our D/s play immensely and she didn't think twice about edging herself. Up until that point, I hadn’t really thought about removing her orgasms, but my appetite for control grew in perfect sync with her submissions.

 

So why not explore when I had such a willing and perfect subject?

 

 

 

 

 

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After 6 months of intense conditioning, she finally told me that she full heartedly embraced her submission to me. She understood the implications when I said that I wanted her to be my plaything. That I wanted her to be my permanent slave. 

 

After that confession, even her subconscious mind became eager to help me corrupt her.

 

2 months later, she had completely welcomed the fact that I owned her and that I could use her body however I wanted. Which included her mind of course. She couldn't get enough of it.

 

I made her work hard to deny herself pleasure and after a while, she stopped cumming all together. Her sole pleasure was in serving me and pleasing me. Truth be told, I was both astonished and impressed with the work we did together.

 

Her old self only exists when we go out. To most of our friends, we just hooked up one night and discovered how much we loved each other.

 

To a select few, they come and marvel at her transformation.

 

Experiencing first hand how devoted a slave Melissa turned out to be.

 

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