Hypnotizing my girlfriend

Hypnotizing My Girlfriend

Author: Hypnotist

Chapter 1: Hypnotic Show, Hypnotic Induction and More Induction

One day, I met Manisha at the library. She was working there to pay for her tuition, while I was
researching for my economics report. I initially struck up a conversation with her, and soon we discovered
we had a lot in common, quickly becoming friends.

I often invited her to coffee shops to chat. Time and again, we talked about each other
, getting to know each other better. At first, I was satisfied with this situation. However, as I got to know her better
, I was no longer content with just chatting with her in coffee shops. I wanted to take things further. I
confessed my feelings to her, but she said she had just ended her relationship with her ex-boyfriend, who was terrible, and she
didn't want to fall in love again. I could only continue chatting with her in coffee shops, maybe watching a movie together.

But I still couldn't resist being attracted to her. She was so beautiful, with long, flowing
brown hair and glasses, almost like the singer Lisa. Lop, her face, her figure, every
part of her attracted me, yet she never let me get any closer.

So I had a plan.

My cousin is a hypnotist; his job involves traveling the country performing, sometimes for his company
, sometimes for television. We grew up together, and in high school, we both discovered
strong sexual fantasies about hypnosis. We studied hypnosis seriously and practiced on each other (of course,
avoiding embarrassing each other). Later, I went to college (the one I'm currently attending), while he had made
hypnosis his profession.

Lucky guy.

I saw he was coming to perform here, so I convinced Manisha to come with me. That's how he entered
our story. As I expected, Manisha didn't like nightclubs, but I explained to her that
the hypnotist was my cousin, and this was a rare opportunity for me too, so she finally softened.

Then I called my cousin. I didn't know which hotel he was staying at, so I used
his pager so he would know I was looking for him even if he was still on the road.

"Hey Richard, how are you? I haven't seen you in years," he
said when he called me back.

"Still the same old school stuff, you know all about it. I'm so happy to hear you're here.
We should have dinner together and get together."

"Yeah, but I don't know if I can find the time. My schedule is too full. How about you come see my
show? As usual, the tickets are free."

"Of course I'll definitely go, but... could you give me two tickets? I also want to bring a girl,
"

my cousin clamored on the other end of the phone. "Oh, a date?" "

Not really." Then I briefly explained my situation with her to my cousin.

"Well, I think I might be able to help you. She sounds like a rather conservative girl,
unlikely to willingly go on stage for hypnosis, but I have a way to get her on stage. Afterwards, come
find me backstage, and I'll remove her obstacles."

"Really! But how will you get her on stage?"

"I have a way, trust me."

Manisha and I arrived at the venue early to get our passes, which were like backstage
passes for concerts—a badge we wore around our necks with "Guest" written in large letters, and above that, my
cousin's stage name.

"Robert Gates? Is that his real name or something he made up?
" Manisha asked, looking at the badge as the crowd slowly entered the venue.

“Of course it’s a stage name. Rob really is his name, but he shares my last name, Foster.” I looked
Manisha up and down. She was wearing her usual jeans. In fact,
I had never seen her dressed anything other than jeans or casual clothes. Her top was always a shirt and a simple sweater. She really
didn’t suit such plain clothes, even though she still looked so beautiful.

“Would you volunteer to go on stage and be hypnotized?” I asked.

“Don’t even think about it. I’m not going to let anyone control my brain. Besides, I’m too smart. No one can
hypnotize me. I don’t want to go on stage and ruin your cousin’s reputation.”

I smiled. “But I’ve heard that no one is immune to hypnosis.”

“Anyway, I’m immune to hypnosis. I had a female friend who tried to hypnotize me and some other
girls, and everyone else got hypnotized except me.” As she talked about
hypnosis, I couldn’t help but get excited.

Just then, the lights dimmed and music started playing. I recognized it as my cousin's entrance
music. When the lights came back on, he was already on stage.

He began his opening remarks, the same as always: hypnosis can't make anyone do
what they don't want to do, and to tell everyone to relax. My cousin said this was part of the hypnotic induction, mainly
to put the audience into a light hypnotic state, to relax them and increase their willingness to go on stage—what he called
volunteers.

I must say he did a really good job, because my cousin has always had a strong interest in hypnotic sex
; he always has plenty of beautiful women on his stage, and tonight he seemed particularly lucky, although my real
target, Manisha, wouldn't come on stage no matter how much I encouraged her.

"Next, we'll proceed with the hypnotic induction. During this process, I need absolute silence. Both
the audience and the volunteers must be completely focused. Any noise will ruin today's performance, or we
'll have to start all over again. Now, please turn off the lights." The lights dimmed.

"Thank you. Now please relax, take a deep breath in and then exhale, relax completely. Now
all audience members, please focus on watching. I find watching others enter hypnosis very fascinating. You should
watch how the person on stage enters hypnosis. Take a deep breath, wait a moment, slowly exhale, and
then completely relax. You may feel the influence in your seat, which is perfectly normal. Take a deep
breath and relax, wait a moment without exhaling and relax deeply, then exhale completely."
Relax. You may have noticed that as you listen to me, your gaze is focused on something
. Relax. Perhaps some in the audience really want to go on stage but are too shy. Now you
don't need worry about the stage. You can relax. Inhale, exhale, deeply relax. I know that every
audience member, every single person, has a little bit of a hypnotic feeling inside. Inhale, exhale, deeply relax.
Now is your chance. When you hear my voice, you can feel the feelings of the people on stage
. Relax. Now I know there is someone in the audience who really wants to go on stage. Take a deep breath and relax.

I pinched myself from time to time to avoid being hypnotized by him. Then I looked around. Almost everyone
was staring straight at the stage. Even the waitresses and bartenders had stopped moving and were standing there blankly . At this moment, Rob was staring at Manisha. I looked at Manisha, and she stared back at him blankly like
a frightened little animal . I shifted my position, concealing my erect penis. I didn't know who I was afraid of seeing; I figured even if I took off my underwear and put it over my head, Manisha wouldn't notice. "That audience member is already in a hypnotic state, completely lost in my gaze. Now, with just a light tap on their forehead, they will fall into a deep sleep, entering a profound hypnotic state, breathing and relaxing. In fact, just a light tap on your forehead will put you to sleep." He turned to face the volunteers on stage, each with a blank expression. He tapped their foreheads one by one, and they slumped down. "Now you've seen my power. They're all so relaxed, deeply asleep. There's one more chair on stage, a chair for an audience member who wants to relax and sleep as deeply as they do. Think about how comfortable you feel right now, how comfortable it feels to be relaxed. If you relax even more, you'll feel double the joy. Now, Manisha Marshall, please come up and sit in this chair to prepare to relax even more." Before I realized we were both on the guest list, I was quite surprised he knew her full name, but that couldn't compare to the shock I felt when I watched the hypnotized Manisha stand up and walk towards the last chair on stage. She looked like a zombie from some cheap movie, her hands limply at her sides, slowly walking forward. When she sat down, Rob went over and said something to her . He turned off the microphone, so no one knows what he said. I think he was trying to deepen her hypnosis. He pulled her into a hypnotic , completely hypnotized. I wanted to describe what happened on stage, but there wasn't much to say. I envied my cousin's job , but he didn't do anything other hypnotists hadn't done. He made these volunteers dance, lose control of their bodies, play with animals that weren't even real, and shoot them with guns that would excite them . Even so, watching Manisha do these things on stage was quite enjoyable, even though it wasn't one of my cousin's best performances, but I didn't care at all. After the performance, he took the volunteers out of the hypnotic state one by one and led them off the stage . When it was Manisha's turn, he whispered something in her ear to wake her up, and then I watched Manisha walk blankly to my side and sit down. "Wow, a wonderful performance," I said to her. "Yes, it's really incredible. I can't believe those people would do those things involuntarily, " she said. "Hey, you went up on stage too?" I said, a little doubtfully. "Haha, no, I've been sitting here with you the whole time," she replied. "You went up on stage, and you even thought you were a stripper, taking off your sweater and t-shirt on stage." This was the audience's favorite part. "Okay, Richard, maybe I did that in your imagination, but I really have been here the whole time, and nothing you say can change that," she insisted. I think it must have been Robert who made her forget everything about being hypnotized, which was quite unusual for him; usually, he loved seeing his hypnotized people looking ashamed and embarrassed after the hypnosis ended. "Shouldn't we go backstage and say hello?" she suggested. "Uh, to whom?" "Rob, of course! He's your cousin, don't you want to see him?" "Oh! Of course, of course! I'm surprised you want to too." " Because he's so captivating on stage." So Manisha practically dragged me to Rob's dressing room. When we got there, Rob was outside talking to someone. I think he was trying to hypnotize the waitress. Then he saw me. "Richard, it's so nice to see you here. I hope you enjoyed the performance." "Every detail is just as you imagined," I said, and we couldn't help but chuckle at Manisha's bewildered expression. "This is Manisha." "It's nice to meet you. You can sit in the dressing room first. I'll be there soon. Oh, and Manisha, when you sit down, you need to think about a magnet." Manisha looked at him strangely, like a stranger suddenly telling you to think about a magnet. "Okay." Then we went in. I sat down in the nearest chair, and Manisha sat on the sofa opposite me . Suddenly, she slowly raised her left hand. She looked at it in surprise. "My hand!" "Hmm, what are you trying to do?" I asked. "I don't know, it feels like there's a magnet or something inside, I can't put it down, it just keeps floating upwards," she tried to press it down with her right hand, but it was no use, it only slightly slowed the rise of her left hand. "This is so strange, Richard! I can't control my hand!" "Why don't you relax and see what happens?" I suggested. By this time, her left hand had slowly reached shoulder height. She pulled one last time with her right hand, and then finally gave up, quietly watching her left hand rise to near her eyes, and then to her forehead. In that instant , she suddenly closed her eyes, her whole body lost its strength, and she slumped her head to her chest and fell into a deep sleep, only her left hand still resting on her forehead. Watching Manisha like this filled me with energy, I really wanted to...

I took a picture of the scene with my camera, and just then Rob walked in.

He nodded to me and then spoke to Manisha.

"Manissa, your hands are no longer like magnets. Let them hang down beside you. Letting them hang down beside you
will help you relax more." Her hands lowered. "Good, good girl. Now I'm going to say
something to Richard. You might find it boring, so I want you to concentrate on counting from one to one thousand. Every time you
count a number, imagine you're going down a very long staircase, and at the bottom of the staircase is a
very comfortable bed where you can relax. When you reach the last step, the one thousandth step, you will let your
mind and brain fall asleep comfortably on that bed, completely relaxed, even sleeping more soundly than you are now
. But you will open your eyes and stand up, waiting for my voice, so I can guide you into a more relaxed
hypnotic state. Understand? Now start counting."

He turned to me. "I'm very disappointed in you, Richard. This girl is so easily hypnotized,
why don't you try it yourself?"

"I don't know, I don't think it will work, and I don't want to control her mind. I'm afraid of messing
everything up. I really love her. If it weren't for how attractive she is when she's asleep, I would have always hoped for
other ways to get closer to her. And she told me she can't be hypnotized."

"Oh, you know what? Her acceptance of hypnosis is surprisingly high."

I was quite surprised because Manisha seemed so opinionated.

"Then I'll give her some post-hypnotic suggestions so you can put her into a hypnotic state at any time. I
can also make her enjoy being hypnotized by you and feel that being hypnotized by you is the most wonderful thing."

"Great, thank you."

"Hey, if you hadn't practiced with me back then, I might still be working at Burger King now. I guess I
owe you."

Then our conversation turned to his stories of traveling around the United States over the past few years, all very
good experiences, but now he was telling my story.

About ten minutes later, I noticed that Manisha opened her eyes and stood up, staring straight
ahead.

"Oh!" I exclaimed in surprise, looking at her empty eyes.

“I know, that always excites me, no matter how many times I’ve done it. Now, Manisha
, look at me and tell me who I am?”

She turned to look at him. “Master.”

Rob glanced at me, as if to tell me, ‘I love this job,’ then looked at Manisha.
“Yes, you are my slave, and I am your master, but you have another master, slave. Now
look at Richard.”

She turned to me.

“He is also your master. You must obey him as you obey me. You enjoy being his slave
as you enjoy being my slave. You want to make him happy as you want to make me happy. You want him
to hypnotize you as you want me to hypnotize you. Now you know, your sleeping mind and brain remember it all,
but the awake Manisha doesn’t. When Manisha wakes up, she will have no memory of
anything that happened after she came into the lounge. She will only think that she was talking to Richard. Understand? When I count to three,
the sleeping Manisha will become the awake Manisha. One, two, then wake up, three!”

“It’s so nice to have you here. I haven’t seen Richard properly in ages, and it’s great to meet
his friends. Did you enjoy my performance?”

Manisha blinked, looking a little confused. Then she sat down, shook her head to
clear her head, and began to smile. “It was fantastic! I loved it! It was really fun. I don’t think I
’ve laughed this heartily in years. Just after it ended, Richard tried to tell me I had just gone on stage, but
I wasn’t hypnotized at all.”

Rob laughed. “Since you weren’t on stage then, would you like to try now?”

“Oh, I can’t be hypnotized,” she said.

“Really? Why are you so sure?”

“A female friend of mine tried it on me, but it failed,” she explained.

"You don't think I... am an expert and might do better than her?"

"No, she majored in psychology; I think she's good enough."

"In that case, can you let me try?"

"Why?"

"Why not? The worst that can happen is I fail, and if you can't be hypnotized
, then you can't be hypnotized, right?"

Manisha reluctantly nodded. "Okay, since you insist."

"Great, now I'm going to do something a little different from what I did on stage with those volunteers tonight.
Can I have your necklace?" he asked.

Manisha's necklace was a gold heart-shaped box, which she had hidden under her sweater and shirt, but
we had all seen it clearly when she went on stage. Manisha didn't notice that Robert probably hadn't seen the necklace before
, and quickly took it off and handed it to him.

Rob took the box and walked to the sofa where Manisha was sitting. He held the box up so
it was right in front of her, and slowly swung his arm, making the necklace sway from side to side, just
like in a movie.

"This necklace must be special to you, right? Whose picture is inside?" he asked.

"My sister's," she replied.

"What's her name?"

"Casey."

"That's a beautiful name. So, Manisha, since this is so important to you, you must
keep your eyes fixed on it. Don't move your head, just follow it with your eyes, left, right, left, right.
But you trust me, right?"

"Yes."

"Good. Trusting me is important because you'll find your eyes getting tired and heavy. They
need moisture, so you have to blink constantly. And when you close your eyes, you can't look at your
photo box. But you trust me. You know you can close your eyes, and nothing will happen to your photo box
. So you can blink without worry. Your photo box is always here."

She started blinking constantly, then opened her eyes again.

"Take a deep breath, now, exhale and relax deeply. Trust me, it's good because
your eyes are getting heavier and heavier. You have to keep blinking. Blinking feels so good, you want to keep
blinking."

She closed her eyes and opened them a second later.

"Take a deep breath and relax even more. Every time you blink, you'll be happy that the photo box
is still in front of you. You'll watch it swing back and forth with your tired eyes. Every time you see your photo
box, you'll relax even more and keep blinking. And every time you relax more, your eyes will become
heavier and tireder, and you'll want to keep blinking even more. Blink, relax, blink, relax, blink. Now
it's so difficult to open your eyes. Keep blinking. Although you want to look at your photo box, what you want even more is to
close your eyes, blink, relax, blink. It's okay, trust me. When you blink again, you'll find..."
"It will feel much better to keep your eyes closed now
good care of your photo box. Blink. You trust me. Blink. Relax deeply. Blink, keep blinking."

She now closes her eyes for a while before quickly opening them again, and when she tries to keep them open,
she immediately closes them again as soon as she hears him say "blink." It seems that every time she opens her eyes, it's only to
close them again.

"Blink, blink, fall into a deep sleep."

She finally closes her eyes and doesn't open them again.

"This feeling of relaxation is very good. Now let me guide you into a deeper hypnosis. Relax and enter a
deeper hypnosis. You will feel a hand touching your body. Wherever it touches, you will feel that place lose
its strength, like your eyes. First, your legs."

Robert gestured to me, so I left my seat and walked towards Manisha, then stroked her thigh
. I stroked wherever he said it.

"Hip, so relaxed and heavy; abdomen, feeling so relaxed, warm, and sleepy; chest
, so heavy; arms, then the whole hand, heavy, warm, and relaxed...

until every inch of her muscles had lost their strength.

" "Manissa, have you ever been hypnotized?"

She murmured something we couldn't understand.

"Listen carefully, sleeping Manissa can talk to us. She wants to tell us everything we ask
. She wants to answer all my questions, even things only sleeping Manissa knows. Have you ever
been hypnotized?"

"Yes, twice."

"When?"

"Tonight, and two months ago." "

Who hypnotized you two months ago?"

"Lisa."

"Her friend," I explained to my cousin.

"Tell us about what happened when Lisa hypnotized you."

"She took a hypnosis course and wanted to perform for me and three other friends. She had us go to her
apartment, sit in chairs she had prepared, and then she dimmed the lights, told us to do deep breathing,
and told us how relaxed we were and how sleepy we would start to get. Then I noticed the other
girls were falling asleep, and I started to worry because I didn't want to be controlled by Lisa. But when I tried to leave
, she suddenly only talked to me, telling me how much I needed to relax, how
good it felt to close my eyes and fall into a deep sleep. Then I realized I couldn't do anything but look into her eyes, and finally I closed my
eyes too."

"What did you do after you fell asleep?"

"We all did some funny things, like talking to her dog, and then she made everyone remember
what happened during the hypnosis except me. Then she woke us up, told the other three to go home first, and told me to
stay. Then she whispered something to me, and I fell into a deep sleep again."

"And then?"

“She told me I was a lesbian and that I was in love with her. She wanted me to give her oral sex, and then she put
me to sleep and told me to forget everything.”

“Did Lisa give you any instructions afterward?”

“She told me that whenever I heard her say ‘Kitty, sleep,’ I would immediately
fall asleep .”

“Okay, Manisha, now I want you to completely relax and enter a deeper hypnosis. You won’t
pay attention to anything around you until you feel a hand touch your knee, understand? Now, completely
relax.”

Rob turned to me. “Oh my god!”

“That’s what I thought too. I never imagined Lisa was… like this.”

“Have you met Lisa?” Rob asked.

"I've seen her. She's very beautiful. I've heard Manisha mention that she thinks she's a bit promiscuous, but I've never
heard of her being a lesbian or a hypnotist."

"Okay, I think you have to do something about her. You can't let her keep confusing Manisha
, especially after tonight. My suggestion is that you have Manisha invite her over, and then hypnotize her to leave
your girlfriend."

"I can't do it."

"You can. You're even better than me. The only thing you can't do is because you're afraid, but
now you have to do it, understand?

" "Okay, I will."

“Okay, now look at Manisha,” Rob reached out and touched her knee. “Manisha, you
’re so relaxed right now. I’ll snap my finger and you’ll wake up, but you won’t remember being hypnotized. You
’ll think I tried to hypnotize you but failed. However, every time I touch your nose, you’ll take off a piece of clothing,
and you won’t realize what you’re doing until I ask if you’re cold. And when you realize
what you’re doing, you’ll find yourself uncontrollably taking off all your clothes. And when you’re completely naked
, you’ll find the clothes on the floor so heavy you can’t pick them up.” Then he snapped
his fingers.

“Okay, I give up. You win. You really can’t be hypnotized.”

Manisha shook her head, figuring things out, and then started laughing. “I knew it, but you
did a really good job. I almost thought I was hypnotized.”

Her cousin scratched his nose. “You don’t need to comfort me.”

Manisha immediately took off her sweater, revealing a yellow t-shirt with the amusement park's name on the front. Without
the sweater, her breasts were even more prominent. I noticed Rob was also staring intently at her
breasts . "Okay, I admit, I don't really feel anything," she said, taking off her shoes
after Rob scratched his nose again.

"You almost hypnotized me," I joked.

Manisha laughed, and her cousin scratched his nose again. She took off her jeans.

"Is your nose bothering you?" Manisha asked.

"No," he scratched his nose again, "It's just a habit."

Manisha then took off her t-shirt. I almost ejaculated in my pants; her body was so alluring and
seductive. I had never seen her like this before, except for just now on stage.

Rob chuckled and asked, "Manissa, don't you feel a little cold in here?"

"No? Why..." Manissa said, looking at her body, suddenly realizing she
was only wearing underwear, socks, and glasses. She then began to remove the rest of her clothes,
protesting in surprise, "What's going on? How come I'm not wearing any clothes? I can't stop,
what have you done to me!?"

She finally took off her glasses, which I quickly picked up from the floor. Then she tried to cover
her body with her hands, one hand covering her breasts and the other covering her genitals, but she still looked quite alluring.

"Manissa," Rob said, "I bet you, when I snap my fingers, you'll find
your hands are so heavy you can't lift them, they just hang naturally at your sides." Then
her cousin snapped his fingers, and Manissa immediately lowered her hands. The sight was even more captivating now. I noticed her
breasts were much larger than I had imagined, because her clothing was always very conservative.

However, she immediately turned her back to us, still calling out.

"Manissa, when I snap my fingers again, you'll find your mouth becomes very relaxed, only able to
speak when answering questions. You'll also find you have to turn to face us and can't leave."

Rob snapped his fingers again, and Manissa suddenly fell silent and turned to face us.

At that moment, there was a knock at the door.

"Manissa, now there are two metal rings on your wrists. When I snap my fingers, these two
rings will become very light, so light that they will pull your hands straight up, and you'll find yourself completely unable
to move. You can only stand here and wait for me to return."

He stood up, snapped his fingers, and walked out. I watched Manissa slowly raise her hands above
her head, then hold them upright. I didn't know how long Rob would be gone; right now, I just wanted to keep this image of Manissa
in my mind forever.

He returned with a smile on his face.

"How was it?" I asked.

"Looks like I have more time than I thought. The hotel I booked for next week caught
fire, which means I'm pretty free now. Is your place big?

" "Sorry, I live in a dorm. There's only a bed and a desk; there's really no other space
."

"What about hers?"

"I've only been there once. It used to be a four-person place, but two people moved
out. I think it should be quite spacious."

"Good, that's fine. I think you can sleep anywhere."

"Manissa, now I want you to completely relax and listen carefully to my voice."

After giving more instructions, Manissa woke up, got dressed, and suddenly invited
Rob to stay with her.

"You can stay until Beth comes back, no problem," she said.

Rob smiled. I knew Beth would be happy after everything was over.

Because Rob was traveling with some friends, he had to let them know before we left
. He said he would probably be back in the lounge in about an hour, and then he left. I sat there awkwardly
, thinking about what to say without letting her know that I had seen her naked ten minutes ago.

She broke the silence first. "It's a wonderful evening, thank you for the invitation."

"It's nothing, it's just a shame you can't be hypnotized."

"Yes, you know I can't be hypnotized."

"I think maybe I can."

"I don't really think so, but I can let you try." One of the instructions she received was that
she would gladly accept the opportunity to be hypnotized by me or by Robert.

"Okay, close your eyes first."

"I thought you only close your eyes after being hypnotized," she mocked.

"I know I skipped a step, but I want you to close your eyes and sit comfortably, take a deep
breath, hold it, and then exhale. Now do it again, exhale again, and continue
sitting like this, breathing deeply, paying attention to your breathing and my voice. That's the only thing you need to focus on now
. You'll find that with each breath, each exhale after inhaling, your body will become more relaxed."
Inhale , then relax, listen to my voice, then relax.

I put my hand next to her ear and snapped my fingers. "You hear a very powerful
voice. A moment later, as you relax more, you'll hear it again. When you hear it
, you'll try to open your eyes, but when you hear it, you'll feel your whole body so relaxed and
comfortable that your eyes don't want to open. They so desperately want to stay closed, so they betray your
mind and remain tightly shut. The more your mind tries to open your eyes, the tighter they close, until your
mind is also tired, just like your body, relaxed and only able to listen to my voice. Now you'll notice
every part of your body is deeply relaxed; your legs and feet feel so warm and heavy."
Heavy , in fact, you can no longer feel their presence because they are so warm and heavy.
Your arms are the same; with each breath, you feel a part of your body completely relax
. Now it's your neck. Let your head droop, drift off to sleep comfortably, warm and relaxed. Keep breathing
, inhale, exhale.

I snapped my fingers again. "Try opening your eyes. So heavy, so comfortable. Let go, let..."
Your mind sleeps as warmly as your eyes, as deeply as your hands and feet, so deeply, so
very deeply...

I was a little surprised. I could still do it. Perhaps Robert was right; between the two of us, my hypnosis
was always better. I just couldn't perform on stage. After several setbacks, I left
Robert to study law, but I still did very well in one-on-one hypnosis.

"Deeper, deeper, Manisha, now you must learn some very important words. The first is
'sleep time.' When I say 'sleep time,' you will fall asleep quickly, deeply asleep. You
won't notice anything happening around you until I say 'Wake up, Manisha.' The second is '
Manisha doll.' When I say 'Manisha doll,' your mind will fall completely asleep, allowing me to control
your body. You will do whatever I say and become my slave. And when I say 'Hypnotic time
, Manisha,' you will immediately enter a deep hypnotic state, ready to listen to my voice, wanting only to pour out your heart."
Listen to my voice. Finally, when I ask you to do something and snap my fingers, you will immediately forget
what I asked you to do, but you will definitely do it. Now, when I count to three, you will wake up and forget
all the advice I gave you, but you will remember other things that happened while you were hypnotized. After tonight, you
will remember that you were hypnotized. One, two, three!

Manisha opened her eyes and looked around. "Oh!"

"How was it?" I asked.

"You succeeded. I mean, I think I was hypnotized. I just closed my eyes, and when you snapped your fingers,
I thought I could open my eyes, but I just couldn't." She paused. "Did you ask me
to do anything? Did you give me any advice?

" "No, not this time, but I will in a moment. Hypnosis time, Manisha."

She opened her mouth as if to say something, but she immediately closed her eyes and slumped
onto the sofa.

"Entering deeper hypnosis, Manisha. Now you will be completely relaxed and enter a deeper, deeper
hypnosis. When you wake up, every time I say something and clap my hands, you will become that thing. If
I say truck, you will become a truck; if I say stripper, you will become a stripper.
Before I say 'remember,' the conscious Manisha won't remember the instruction, but the conscious Manisha
will remember that I can easily bring her back to a deep hypnotic state, which excites you. You like
the feeling of being controlled by me, and you want me to make you do more sexy things. One, two, three!?

" "Am I hypnotized again?"

"Yes, but now you are a clothing mannequin in a store." I clapped my hands.

She struck a traditional mannequin pose and then stood still. I stood up and
moved her so I could take off her sweater and then her t-shirt.

"You are now a belly dancer." I clapped my hands again.

Manisha looked at me and swayed her body towards me. Before tonight, I couldn't have imagined she could
dance like that. Then she pressed her bare belly button close to my face.

Just then, the door opened, and Rob walked in. "Oh, I should have knocked first."

"Hypnosis time, Manisha."

Manisha stopped dancing, closed her eyes, and placed her hands limply at her sides.

"When I count to three, you will wake up and will no longer be affected by the suggestion to clap. You will not remember
anything that happened during the hypnosis until I say 'remember,' one, two, three!?"

Manisha shook her head and looked around. Her sweater and t-shirt were lying on the floor, and she was standing
between my legs. "What happened?"

"Remember," I said.

She looked at me, then at Rob, and then laughed awkwardly. "Oh, God! I didn't
really do those things, did I? I didn't mean to at all, oh dear," she said, looking at Rob. "I think your cousin
is a better hypnotist than you. "

That's what I've been telling him for years."

Chapter Two: Manisha's Residence

Manisha drove Rob and me to her residence. Rob only had some luggage with him;
his other belongings had been taken to the next location (the hotel where the fire occurred). Nothing
unusual happened on the way, as neither Rob nor I had any interest in disturbing her mind while she was driving
, especially in this Toyota.

We parked in the parking lot of Manisha's residence, and as Rob took his luggage, I
said , "Manisha, when we go into your residence, take me to your room so Rob and Beth can be alone.
" Then I snapped my fingers, and she blinked, without responding at all.

When we entered her apartment, Rob left his luggage at the front door, and Manisha introduced him to Beth.
Beth had long, beautiful black hair and fair skin. Her breasts appeared larger than Manisha's, though
that might just be an intentional impression. She always wore tight clothes; tonight, for example, she was wearing
a top that practically revealed her nipples, along with tight jeans.

"Come on, Richard, I have something in my room I want to show you," she said, grabbing my hand and pulling me into her
room before closing the door.

"What is it?" I asked.

“Maybe you should try hypnotizing me more. We were interrupted last time.”

I sat on her bed, smiling. “What would you like to do while hypnotized?”

She blushed. “I don’t know.”

“You know, you can’t make anyone do something they don’t want to do while hypnotized, so for
everything I do, I can assume there’s a part you really want, even if the conscious Manisha doesn’t think so,
okay?”

Manisha considered for a moment. “Sure, as long as I’m willing to do it.”

“Okay, Manisha, sit next to me, and then, hypnosis time, Manisha.”

She closed her eyes, her head drooping limply forward.

“Entering deeper hypnosis, now, Manisha, when you wake up in a little while, you’ll feel
very uncomfortable in your clothes, itchy all over, and you’ll just want to take them off as soon as possible, but in your…”
"You must get my permission before taking off any of your clothes. You can't take off
any clothes unless I say yes, one, two, three!"

She opened her eyes, looked around, and then started wriggling her body.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"You know what's wrong with me? My sweater is making me so itchy. Don't tell me this wasn't your suggestion."

I forgot to erase her memory of the suggestion, but it didn't have much effect. I watched her continue wriggling her
body. "Okay, do you want to take it off?"

"Impossible, I can resist, no problem, you haven't done enough." She stuck out her tongue at me challengingly
.

"I bet with every breath you take, you feel ten times worse, in fact, maybe twenty
times . Soon, you'll feel so uncomfortable you can't stand it anymore."

She seemed to be holding her breath, but gave up after only twenty seconds. After taking about ten more
breaths, she yelled, "Okay, I give up, can I take off my sweater?"

"Okay, sure."

After taking off the sweater, she was left with only the yellow t-shirt.

“It doesn’t seem to be working,” she said.

She kept changing her posture and then asked, “Can I take off my shoes and socks?”

“Sure, you can.”

She took off her shoes and socks.

“Your feet are beautiful,” I said.

“Uh, thank you,” she said uncomfortably, “I can’t think of anything to take off, my glasses
?”

“No, Manisha, your glasses make you feel comfortable. In fact,
the only thing on your body that makes you feel comfortable is your glasses.”

“Then how do I take off my t-shirt?”

“Okay, take off your glasses and give them to me.”

She took off her glasses and handed them to me. After she took off her t-shirt, I gave her the glasses back. “That’s much better
.” She put her glasses back on.

“What’s next?” I asked.

“Nothing, I’m all set. Hypnotize me again, and then stop all of this.”

“No, we agreed that you could do anything you would do under hypnosis, and this is part of it
. I think every time I touch your nose, your clothes will make you a hundred times more uncomfortable.” I reached out
to touch her, but she grabbed my hand.

"Ha." She laughed, pulling my hand away from her nose. I tried to touch her
nose with my other hand, but she grabbed mine with hers. We were locked in this awkward position for a moment, then I decided to
end it quickly.

"Your arms have become heavy and warm, completely powerless, so heavy you can't lift them."

Her grip on me loosened, then finally gave way. Her hands hung limply downwards
, her expression one of frustration. I touched her nose, again and again...

"Okay, I surrender. Can I take off my pants?" she asked.

"No, take off your bra first, but you have to figure out a way to get my permission first."

"Figure out a way? No way," I touched her nose a few more times, "Okay, okay,
what ? Or what do you want me to do?"

I moved closer to her stomach, "This." I put my mouth close to her navel and blew on it.
She smiled sensitively. I blew on it again and licked her navel with my tongue. Then I
moved up to between her breasts and blew on her cleavage.

"Okay, okay, this is so itchy."

"Okay, you can take off your bra now."

She was still just sitting there and glanced at me, "My hands still can't move."

"Oh, right, when I blow on your navel again, your hands will be back under your control."

Then I bent down and blew on it again.

I sat up and watched her take off her bra. She smiled. "It feels so good."

"You have beautiful breasts."

She ignored me. "Okay, can I take off my pants now?"

"Sure, if you swallow something for me."

"Swallow what?"

I stood up and took off my pants and underwear, standing naked in front of her. I pointed to my already erect
penis. "This. Just let it ejaculate, then swallow it, and I'll let you take off your
jeans."

"Don't even think about it." She shook her head.

I shoved my penis against her face, repeatedly touching her nose.

"Don't do this!" she screamed.

“This is your only option,” I saw her reach out her hand. “Your hand is warm and heavy again
, and you can only hold it beside you. In fact, your whole body is very relaxed, completely powerless
, and you can only lie down and relax, but your clothes still make you feel very uncomfortable.”

She fell back onto the bed, and I climbed onto the bed and straddled her stomach. Then I reached out and touched
her nose again.

“Okay, okay, I’ll do it. I’m willing to swallow anything!”

I knelt up, first rubbing my penis against her face to get pleasure, and then ejaculated with my hand.
I tried to aim at her open mouth, but most of it ended up on her face.

“I’m sorry,” I said.

She swallowed the semen that had been shot

into her mouth. “You will crave to taste my semen, and you’re willing to do anything to get it.” Then I snapped my
fingers.

“It’s not as bad as I thought,” she admitted.

"Okay, as long as I touch your belly button, you can control your body again," I said, pulling away
from her to put my pants back on. Then I sat down again and patted her belly button, and she sat up.

She rolled her eyes and tidied herself up. "So what's next? Hurry up, I want to
take off ."

"Hmm, let me think. I need your permission to move into an empty room."

"Okay, actually, that's what I was thinking too." She said, taking off her underwear.

"How do you feel?"

"Much better, then?"

"Sit on the floor. Good, I think it's nap time now."

She fell into a deep sleep, as if the lights had been turned off, and I got up and left the room.

I saw Rob sitting on the sofa talking to Beth. She saw me and smiled dreamily. "You
can stay as long as you want."

"Thank you," I said.

Rob whispered something in her ear, she nodded, then closed her eyes and went limp
. I went over and sat down in the chair next to the sofa.

"How was it?" I asked.

"She wasn't as easily hypnotized as Manisha, but she was a good subject. I found she
was also excited about hypnosis. She was also one of the people Lisa hypnotized, although she remembers it
, but of course not all of it. And, she likes you a lot, isn't that strange?"

"Hey."

"How was it on your end?"

"Everything was easy. I had her take off her clothes, and now I can move in."

"Really, that's great. I really look forward to campus life."

"So what should we do with Lisa?" I asked.

“Actually, Lisa ordered Beth to stay home tomorrow night to wait for her to come over. I believe she
gave Manisha the same advice. We just need to stay here and wait for Lisa to come before we make our move.”

Then I went back to Manisha’s room.

“Wake up, Manisha.”

She sat up blankly. “Was I asleep?”

“No, you were.”

“That’s strange. I didn’t think anyone… would do that.”

“You’re so tired, so it’s not surprising at all. You feel so sleepy. I guarantee
you’ll fall asleep the moment your head hits the pillow. You’ll be in a very deep sleep the moment your head hits the pillow.
So you should put on your pajamas and go to bed now. As soon as you lie down on the pillow, you’ll fall into
a deep sleep immediately. You’ll sleep very well until you have class tomorrow morning.”

She went to the closet, took out a set of flannel pajamas and put them on. Then she put her glasses on the dressing table
, threw the clothes she had just thrown on the floor into the laundry basket, and then crawled into the covers and lay down. The
moment she touched the pillow, she immediately closed her eyes and lost consciousness.

I went to an empty room, only to find there was no bed. So I went back to Manisha's room
, lay down on the blankets next to her, and prepared to sleep.

Chapter 3 Moving

Day I was busy moving into Manisha and Beth's place. My original dorm room was just a
single room , not much bigger than a car. It only took
three trips to move all my things from my room here in my car.

After I put away my clothes, books, audio equipment, and computer, Rob accompanied me to IKEA to buy some
other furniture I didn't have before (my original dorm room had a bed and desk). After choosing a bed, desk
, chair, and a beanbag chair, Rob took me back to the apartment and got out of the car. He then drove around the city in my driveway
. I decided to sleep in Manisha's bed first (my bed wouldn't be delivered for two days) to recharge
for whatever might happen that night.

When I woke up, the sun had already set, and the room was pitch black except for
a sliver of light coming through the crack in the door. I heard noises outside, so I went to open the door. I recognized one of the
voices as Lisa's, and then I noticed the sound was slowly approaching.
Hesitant , I hid in the closet.

I didn't think I could handle Lisa alone, so hiding in the closet was
the only thing I could think of. Her closet was quite spacious, and there was a slit in the door that allowed me
to see the entire room.

Almost as soon as I closed the closet, the bedroom door opened, and Manisha followed Lisa
in. Manisha then turned on the light, and for a moment, I couldn't see anything. My eyes
slowly adjusted to the brightness.

"You let Richard move into this place?" Lisa asked, sounding a little disappointed.

"Yes, I thought having another roommate was good," Manisha replied.

Lisa nodded and circled the room, then suddenly stared directly into Manisha's eyes and
said in a low, suggestive voice, "Yes, having another guest is nice, but do you
really need to be with a man right now? Your life is so hectic, will living with a man make you feel relaxed
? Unlike living with a woman, unlike you and me, unlike you looking right into my eyes
, my eyes make you feel relaxed. Let my voice and eyes help you relax, forget all your troubles
, fall back into my comforting magic, and deeply enter my hypnosis. Now take off your clothes,
Manisha , and relax even more."

I must admit Lisa was really amazing. Manisha's eyes quickly became vacant, and her mind seemed to
leave her body at Lisa's command. Watching this, I felt incredibly excited. Manisha's body
began to undress, but her mind remained completely blank.

Suddenly, I lost my balance and fell. Lisa looked at me in surprise and came over
to wonder why there was a sound coming from the closet. I stood frozen in place, but she
would definitely find me if I did. Luckily, before she opened the closet, I heard the door outside open, and then I heard Robert
call out , "Hello, I'm back!"

"Who was that?" Lisa questioned Manisha.

"Robert, he's Richard's cousin," Lisa replied in a flat tone.

"You can relax for now. I'm going to help Robert find a comfortable state like you are now. I'll be right
back," I heard Lisa say, and then I heard the door close. I stood up and walked out
of the closet.

"Manisha, can you hear me?" I shook Manisha.

There was no response. Actually, I had guessed this would happen. She only responded to Lisa's voice now.

Since I couldn't help Manisha, I decided to help Rob first, if Lisa was even better than him.
But I got to the front door, I realized I didn't need to worry at all. I saw Lisa slumped helplessly on the ground,
while Rob casually took off his shoes.

"That was too fast!" I said.

“Want to hear this ironic thing? Guess who taught her hypnosis?” he said.

“You?”

“That’s right. I remember seeing her a year ago, when I last came here. She
came backstage and told me she was giving a school presentation and wanted to learn more about hypnosis. I happened to
have some free time before my next performance, so I spent some time teaching her some basic hypnosis techniques. Of course , I
hypnotized her several times back then, so as soon as I saw her, I knew she was
Lisa . Then I just used one post-hypnotic instruction.”

“Manisha in the room was still under her hypnosis. I was hiding in the closet at the time.”

Rob smiled. “Oh, really? I’d love to see.” He looked down at
Lisa sleeping on the floor. “Lisa, when I snap my fingers, you will wake up, and then you will help Manisha break the hypnosis
. After you’re done, you will go to the kitchen, sit in a chair, and then immediately return to the hypnotic state you are in now
.” Then he snapped his fingers.

When Manisha emerged from the hypnotic state, she found herself naked. Rob, I, and the puppet-like
Lisa stood beside her. She didn't need to speak; I could see her distress.

"What happened? What are you all doing here? Why am I naked?" she asked
, her eyes quickly scanning us.

Rob reached into his mouth, grasped something, and held it out. When he opened his hand,
Manisha's necklace lay in his palm, dangling it in front of her eyes. "I just wanted to give this back to you.
Remember how relaxed it made you before? Now, just trust me, just like you trust me holding this necklace
. After I snap my fingers, I want you to stand up and sit in the kitchen. And when you sit down
, you'll find you can easily enter a deep sleep, just like before." Then he snapped his
fingers.

So we all got to the kitchen. Rob and I sat opposite the hypnotized Manisha and Lisa. Rob
talked to them, deepening their hypnotic state, and then gave them instructions.

“Lisa, every time you try to hypnotize Manisha, Beth, Richard, or me, you'll find that you
end hypnotizing yourself. You'll immediately enter a deep hypnotic state and be unable to resist
the commands given to you by the person you want to hypnotize. You'll also find yourself wanting to be hypnotized by me and Richard, which excites you.” Then he
turned to Manisha, “Manisha, I want a sleeping Manisha free from Lisa's suggestions, do you understand?”

“Yes.”

“Okay, tell me something, like a computer. You say it out loud, and if you
hear me say ‘discard,’ you'll erase it from your memory forever and it won't affect you anymore
. But if you hear me say ‘keep,’ it will continue to affect you.”

“As soon as I hear her say ‘Kitty, sleep,’ I immediately enter a deep hypnotic state.”

“Discard.”

“I'm attracted to women.”

“Keep.”

“I'm afraid of intimacy with men.”

“Discard.”

“I only get excited for her.”

“Discard.”

“My last boyfriend was terrible.”

"Did she make you believe your last boyfriend was awful?"

"Yes."

"Throw him away."

Just then, we heard the front door open.

"That must be Beth. I'm here helping Manisha, why don't you go play with her?" Rob suggested
.

I reluctantly left and met Beth in the living room.

"Hi, where's everyone?" she asked.

"Rob's hypnotizing Manisha in the kitchen."

"Cool! Can I go see?"

"No, she's hard to hypnotize, so Rob wants to be alone with her. If we go in now, we
might ruin everything," I explained.

"Oh, okay, what can we do?" she asked.

"Well, I can try some of the tricks Rob taught me on you," I suggested.

Whether this was Rob's advice or, as Rob said, she genuinely liked my suggestion
, "Great, let's go to my room."

Her room was almost identical to Manisha's; aside from pink, the entire room was almost entirely pink.
There was one difference: her room had a large armchair, the only
thing not pink.

She noticed me looking at the armchair strangely, wondering why such a brown checkered chair
would be placed in such a lovely room.

"It's my dad's. I put it there so I can think of him anytime," she said.

"Oh, I'm sorry."

"No need. My dad is still alive. I just really like this chair, so I brought it."

"Well then, you can sit in that chair, and we'll begin."

"Okay." She sat down, and I asked her to place her feet flat on the floor.

"If you're ready to enter a deep hypnotic state, I want you to close your eyes, take a deep
breath , and slowly exhale."

She closed her eyes.

"Take a deep breath, let more oxygen fill your body. With each exhale, your body
will relax even more." She took several deep breaths, and her body began to relax.

"Each time you inhale and exhale, you can feel the natural rhythm of your body more, and you will feel
more comfortable and relaxed." I paused to let her relax on her own before continuing, "As you continue
to sit there, you will feel yourself becoming more and more relaxed. Can you feel that
it is more comfortable if you put your hands on the armrests of the chair?" I waited again, and then she slowly moved
her hands, which were originally on her knees, to the armrests.

"Very good. Gently place your hands on the armrests. You will find that your hands become very light, and your fingers
lightly touch the armrests. You are doing very well. As you continue to gently hold your hands on the armrests like this, do you
notice that with each breath you take, they seem to want to rise a little?"

I waited a moment, and then her left hand slowly rose.

"Do you feel your hand getting lighter and lighter, slowly approaching your face as your whole body completely relaxes?
Does your other hand feel the same way? Or even lighter?"

At this point, both her hands were off the armrests, but her left hand was still slightly higher than her right.

"The feeling is very interesting. Your hand feels lighter and lighter, slowly approaching your face, but it's
completely beyond your control. When your hand is about to touch your face, it pauses briefly because you
know you're about to enter a deep hypnotic state."

At this point, her hand was almost at her face, her left hand was already above her shoulder, but her right hand was still
at her chest.

"Your hands won't touch your face until you're mentally ready to enter a deep hypnotic state.
When your hands do touch your face, take a deep breath, completely relax, and let yourself enter a deeper,
more peaceful hypnotic state."

Her hand hovered about a centimeter from her face. I reached out and flicked my
finger near her ear. "Sleep!"

Her hand immediately touched her face, and she took a deep breath, completely relaxing. I had her
lower her hand and feel herself entering an even deeper hypnotic state.

When her hand returned to her knee, I decided to give her some advice.

"Can you hear me, Beth?"

"Yes."

"Good. As we speak, you will continuously enter a deeper hypnotic state. Every word I say
and every word you answer will hypnotize you more deeply. Who am I, Beth?"

"Richard," she answered listlessly.

"I'm not just Richard, am I?"

"Yes."

"I'm also your master."

"Yes, Master Richard."

"It feels good to hear me say that, doesn't it?"

"Yes, it's good."

"Good, Beth, whenever you hear me say 'Hypnosis time, Beth,' you'll feel very relaxed
and fall into a hypnotic state like you are now. Also, whenever I ask you to do something and then snap my fingers
, you'll forget what I told you, but you'll definitely do what I say, understand?"

"Yes."

"Good, Beth, now I'm going to count from one to five. When I count to five, you'll
wake up , but you won't remember anything that happened after you closed your eyes. You'll only remember that it was a very
pleasant experience and you'll want to be hypnotized by me again. One, two, three, four, five!"

She opened her eyes and slowly raised her head. She looked around and saw that I was still looking at her. She smiled at me and
said, "This is incredible. I've never felt so relaxed. Oh! What did you give me?"

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