Hypnosis Stories

New To Hypnosis

I was new to hypnosis and needed a subject to practice on, and my roommate Brody volunteered.

“You’re not gonna doing anything weird, are you?” he said. He’d just come back from work and was wearing his mechanic’s overalls, smelling of sweat and grease.

“Nope, just relaxing,” I said, holding a sparkling crystal in front of him. “Just focus on the crystal and relax.”

“Relax,” he agreed, his eyes drooping. Was it working?

“You’re getting tired and cozy,” I told him.

“It feels so goooood,” he murmured. “Ohhh, man, can you make me feel stoned?”

“Yes, you’re feeling the most intense high of your life,” I told him. “You’re forgetting everything.”

“Forgetting?” he said, smiling at me and slowly scratching his head. I could smell the sweaty musk of his uniform when he raised his arm. “I like forgetting,” he said. “I guess. Feels good. So dumb.”

“So calm and serene,” I said. “No worries, no thoughts. Just a dumb happy slave.”

He giggled stupidly. “A slave? Uhhh okay,” he said. “Can I be your slave? I like you.”

I wasn’t expecting that. “Sure,” I said. “You’re mine. All mine.”

“Yeahhhh,” he sighed, unbuttoning his uniform and sliding a hand inside to rub his dick. Oh my God, this was turning him on! I should probably stop it.

“And now you’re waking up,” I said.

“No man,” he sighed. “I’m still fucking stoned. So dumb. Your slave. Your fucking muscle toy.” He started pulling off his uniform to show me his fit, hairy body.

“Wake up, Brody,” I said.

“No Brody,” he said, still undressing in a foggy trance. “Just two sloppy sluts, you and me.”

“Brody!” I said, holding the shiny crystal closer. “Wake up!”

He smiled lazily, pulling off his uniform to stand before me in his underwear.

“Gimme that,” he said, grabbing the crystal from me. Shit! I tried to yank it back from him but he waved it in front of my face and suddenly I felt so heavy and tired.

“Brody … don’t …” I said.

“Don’t worry, man,” he said, waving it back and forth. “I’m your slave. And you’re my handler.”

“I’m your … yeah,” I said. That sounded correct. I was in charge here, for sure.

“You’re the boss,” he said. “You take care of me.”

“You’re mine,” I agreed. “I own you.”

“Us two, we just fuck and work out and fuck,” he said.

“I’m gonna hit your ass so hard,” I told him. “Then we’re gonna get huge.”

“Yes sir,” he smiled. “I’m all yours to fuck with.”

“Come here, slave,” I said, grabbing him roughly and pressing my mouth against his, kissing him deeply and wetly. He dropped the crystal and my mind clouded over, the two of us reeling backwards.

Brody shook his head.

“What … what happened?” he asked.

“I, um, hypnotized you,” I told him. I really couldn’t remember, though. What had I done? What happened to my memories of the last few minutes?

“Oh yeah?” Brody said, rubbing his head. He smelled intensely of sweat, his nearly-naked body glistening before me. God, I was so lucky to have a slave like him.

“Yeah, you were totally under,” I lied.

Brody shrugged. “I dunno why you need hypno,” he said. “You know I’ll do anything you say.”

I smiled. He was always so obedient. “Good boy,” I said. “You ready to head to the gym?”

He grinned and grabbed his dick. “I’m always ready, sir,” he said. Then he reached over to grab mine, which was already hard in my pants. “And I’m always ready for what comes after.”