Dear Diary,

 

I’m in a rut! Maybe if I wrote about it here, I could figure out why I have been so frustrated lately…

 

There was no denying it. My dating life was not perfect. As a girl who likes girls, it can sometimes be frustrating to see stunning ladies. Frustrating because the ones I would totally hit on looked as straight as they come. 

 

Yes, it is a big city and with the Internet, it’s not like I was without tools to find a special someone.

 

My past dating life was fine! Good even!

 

The problem began when I grew into my twenties; I discovered I had a tendency for more than a few fetishes. Of course, I still wanted to find a special some one to love and cherish, but I also want to explore this new erotic side of me. I guess I got frustrated when I felt too shy to share my erotic tendencies. It wasn’t the main reason I ended up either dumping them or being dumped, but it always played in the back of my mind. Like an instrument that wasn't tuned properly…

 

When you spend too many nights alone on the Internet, you find the weirdest things. You get curious… You discover that there is a website, a blog or even a community for every sort of fetish there is! One of the most erotic ones for me was hypnosis. I LOVED it! The idea that someone could place me in a trance so deep…

 

Make me so willing… Control my actions… 

 

It just simply turned me on something fierce!

 

I would spend nights on blogs reading fantastic stories about erotic hypnosis and even impossible mind control. Masturbating away until I couldn’t take it anymore and screamed my head off in the pillow.

 

I also discovered I tended to imagine myself as the one being hypnotized. Most of the time anyway…  Every once in a while though, I could imagine myself as the one in control. The reversal of roles had me going more than a few times. Having a girl under my power was exciting, but not as delicious as feeling myself slip under her control. Still, I could easily imagine placing naughty triggers in her mind that I would activate once in a while. 

 

As a fantasy, I imagined myself finding a girl with the same types of erotic practices. A girl I could confide in. A girl that would get a kick out of hypnotizing me… And just maybe… Liked to get hypnotized…

 

It was all a dream of course. An impossible fantasy… I would never have the guts to actually look for such a person.

 

“And Awake.”

 

Like a bucket of cold water, I snapped out of it. My surroundings came rushing back and I remembered I was sitting in a diner. Eating my lunch… In front of me was a casual looking guy with the bluest eyes I had ever seen. I looked down in disbelief and saw he was holding my hands!

 

“What the hell?” I said as I pulled my hands away.

 

He chuckled. “Wow… I love the way your mind works…” he said softly.

 

“My mind?” I said looking around. “Oh god… Did you just…”

 

“Hypnotize you? In a manner of speaking…”

 

“No! This can’t be real!” I said, half aroused and half scared a man could just walk up to me and put me in a trance.

 

“Hahahah” he laughed. “Don’t worry, I didn’t make you strip or anything. As tempting as that would be… Besides, now that I know this type of thing turns you on… I think I’ll let you remember…”

 

“Remember what?” I asked.

 

“Darling…” he said as his gaze intensified. “Remember…”

 

Like a door opening, I suddenly did…

 

 

 

 

 

 

The memory faded and I looked at his smiling face.

 

“Holy shit… You… Really did hypnotize me!” he said.

 

“I did… In a manner of speaking.” he said calmly.

 

I was suddenly twice as aroused and twice as scared. Who was this man? Was I about to start calling him Master? Was he going to kidnap me? What would he make me do?

 

“What… What do you want?” I finally asked.

 

“Well…” he said, lounging back. “I’ll admit that I came to your booth with the express intent to bring you home. You are a gorgeous girl and I wanted to experience you first hand.” he said, still smiling.

 

“You can do that?”

 

“You doubt I can?” he asked. “It’s pretty easy really… I can make you think you WANT to come home with me and fuck my brains out… But…”

 

“But what?”

 

“I think I’ll be doing something different.”

 

“Oh? What’s that?” I asked, half afraid of his answer.

 

“Your little story inspired me.”

 

“Story?” I said a little puzzled, but then I knew what he was talking about. “Oh god… I just told you all that for real? I wasn’t just… Oh fuck! I thought I was writing in a diary or something!”

 

“Fun huh? I find it’s easier for the mind to think that while my ‘prey’ spills out the things I want to know. It gets things going…” He said with a smirk. “You have a sweet vibe about you… I find myself feeling generous.”

 

“Generous? How? By NOT taking me home with you?”

 

“Hahahaha. Not exactly… Listening to you, I felt suddenly guilty to be able to live out ALL of my fantasies while such a beautiful girl was stuck just imagining them. Besides… I’ve done the whole 'convert a lesbian to a cock slut’ thing and it’s entertaining, but ultimately not as satisfying as one would hope.”

 

“Really? I find that hard to believe!” I said as my mind imagined such a scenario.

 

“I can understand your disbelief. Believe me when I tell you I was surprised as well when I finally realized it! Took a few tries of course…” he said chuckling to himself. “What if I told you that I could help you meet that special someone? What if I could make your little fantasy a reality?”

 

“WHAT?” I said a little too loudly. “Why would you do that?”

 

“I don’t know really… I compelled you to tell me your desires to get inspiration for my own games. You know, to see how we could spend our time together. But as I listened, I got other ideas… Maybe I could use my gift to help out hidden desires in others… Once in a while anyway…”

 

“So what? You would compel some poor girl to be my girlfriend?”

 

“Oh no… Not exactly… I’ve fucked more than my share of pretty ladies in this city. I have a vast network of them… With a little trip back down memory lane, I could surely find a few girls that would fit the bill, so to speak.”

 

“This is crazy!” I said, but all the while, finding it more than a little tantalizing.

 

“I know all their deepest desires… There are a lot more girls like you than you would think.” he said as he took out his phone.

 

He pointed it at me and for some reason; I smiled my sweetest smile as he took my picture. As soon as he was done taking it, my smile vanished and I couldn’t say for the life of me why I smiled for him!

 

“There we go, perfect…” he then showed me and I had to admit I did look cute.

 

“What’s that for?”

 

“To show your potential mates. I have at least 3 girls in mind that could easily be the person you are looking for. I will make them meet you here.”

 

“What? How?”

 

“Really? You don’t know how?” he said smiling. “For the next 3 weeks, come here for lunch on Fridays. To this booth… Each time a girl will come sit with you. She will be eager to meet you of course. For the duration of the meal, you will be able to ask ANYTHING you want. She will be compelled to answer with the truth. Nothing will be off limits for her. You can be as intimate as you want with your questions. If you fall for the girl and wish to continue seeing her, ask for her number. She will give it to you.”

 

“This is insane!” I said, but I was smiling like the cat that ate the canary.

 

“Maybe a little… So let’s make it fun for her too. If you do ask for her number, she will be able to ask you anything SHE wants for one week. Fair play dictates that you will be compelled to answer with the truth. If after that period you still wish to keep seeing her. Call this number…” he said as he took my phone from the table.

 

When did I put my phone on the table?

 

“It’s my special line.” he said, winking. “Once you call me, I’ll arrange to meet you both and check that your connection is somewhat real. I mean… I don’t want to enslave someone to you… Or vice versa… I just want to help things along… If I find you are both smitten, then I’ll make some changes.”

 

“Changes? What changes?” I asked.

 

“For you, I’ll create a way for her to be able to hypnotize you. You’ll be able to resist it, but something tells me you won’t do that too often.” he said smiling.

 

“This can’t be happening.” I said, completely aroused by the prospect of what he was saying.

 

“Of course… I’ll implant a way for YOU to hypnotize her. Since you would like to try it as well. To be on the safe side, I’ll make sure you both don’t feel shy about what excites you sexually. You’ll always have honest sexual communication.”

 

“Woah…” I said in disbelief. Was this really happening?

 

“So what do you think? Want to roll the dice? Live out your fantasy?”

 

“I feel like this is a dream… I find myself believing you, but… I can’t help but wonder… What’s in it for you?”

 

“Well… I’m trying something new here… I haven’t done this at all to tell the truth. I’m experimenting. But you make a valid point! As much as I would like to say that the reward will be your happy ending, I would like a little inspiration…”

 

“Inspiration? Meaning…” 

 

“If you do find the girl you like and it all works out… I’ll have you send me naughty pictures of you both. You won’t realize you did until I comment on them. Seems fair right? I promise they will only be for my personal use. I won’t post any of them.”

 

This was so intense! I could really see myself living out that fantasy. A few naughty pictures? That did seem fair… But if it wasn’t real and it was just a game he was playing. Even if his hypnotic stare was real and he was just playing with me before enslaving me… It would be really disappointing… Erotic… But disappointing… 

 

But I was in a rut! Why not? How else was I going to meet anyone worth wild? If no one showed, it wouldn’t be the end of the world right? But if someone did…

 

“Deal.” I heard myself say. Almost not believing I said it.

 

“Perfect! I’ll arrange everything!” he said excitedly. 

 

With that, he shook my hand and left. As I thought about my encounter, I almost didn’t believe it had actually happened. I looked at my phone and his number was still there. I smiled, getting a little excited…

 

Who risks nothing, gets nothing right?

 

My mind was set. I WAS going to eat here next Friday.