The first time you looked into my eyes, your heart skipped a beat. You weren’t expecting that, certainly not while browsing the internet. In fact, you couldn’t remember a time that a photo had elicited such a strong reaction in you. Sure, there were photos that turned you on, made your cock hard, helped you cum, but this time, it was the eyes. Something about them made you feel weak and trepidatious. The color was hard to pinpoint—blue, green, grey, yet indescribably vivid, both piercing and comforting. You had trouble looking away.
That’s what first pulled you in. When you saw that I talked extensively about erotic hypnosis, you were curious but cautious. Your mind flashed back to the hypnosis you’d seen in videos and cartoons, a swinging pendulum followed by spirals and a deep sleep. It seemed hokey and you were hesitant to click on that first link. But when you looked into my eyes again, it was if some unnatural force was at work, compelling you to click the purchase button. It was only $3, after all. If you didn’t like it, you could turn it off, delete it, and never think about it again. It was no more of an investment than a cup of black coffee, you thought to yourself. Equally unassuming. A safe choice.
With a sigh, you put on your headphones and settled back into your chair as you tried to focus. You felt silly, didn’t you? You weren’t someone who fell for tricks, and you certainly didn’t believe that hypnosis was real. But you pushed those thoughts aside and clicked the play button.
Instantly, my voice surprised you. It was deeper than you imagined, sultrier than you would have expected. The voice of a goddess. As the audio progressed, your body felt warmer, your limbs heavier, your mind relaxed. Only a minute in, your thoughts began to slip away, the practical part of your brain screaming out to you as it fought a losing battle. My words swallowed you whole, and you were deeply immersed. It didn’t feel like what you’d imagined—in fact, it felt better. For the first time in ages, you felt safe and secure, wrapped up in my velvety voice. Your eyes fluttered shut.
When the audio ended, it took you a while to float back into your body. It felt too good, and it felt right to you. The surprise you felt was only surpassed by the pressing desire you felt to listen to more of my brainwashing, and you did.
You were hooked. You were mine. You are mine.