The Magic of Hypnotists (Part 2)

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Back in their dorm, Annie kept talking about the performance and how captivating the hypnotist was. Shirley, however, remained quiet, her mind replaying the events. She had simply sat down and then been forced to obey his orders. When exactly had he hypnotized her?
Finally having a chance to be alone, she couldn't wait to masturbate. For the past few hours, she had been in a state of extreme arousal, and she needed to release her body quickly. She took off her pants and lay down on the bed, but suddenly realized she had to leave. She hadn't even thought about where to go; she just felt the need to obey orders.
What should she wear? She looked at her wardrobe. She didn't have many fancy clothes; it was too much for a student. But she wanted… wanted to dress up for her master? Was he her master? Why? He had hypnotized her, at some point, and using some method.
She suddenly realized that the most important thing now was to go see him. She chose a pair of dark black silk panties, which she always wore when she wanted to dress sexily. Then she took a black strapless bra and put on her favorite clothes, a black evening dress with a side slit almost reaching her panties and a neckline only a few inches higher than her bra.
After getting dressed, she put on some makeup and then quietly left the room, trying not to be noticed by Yani. She hailed a taxi and drove to the hotel. She couldn't even remember his room number, but she just naturally walked to the tenth floor and knocked on a room door.
The hypnotist opened the door and looked at her. "Shirley, welcome. I've been waiting for you for ages. I was almost thinking of hypnotizing the room service lady to pass the time."
Shirley went inside, and Richard immediately closed the door. The room wasn't large, but it had a queen-size double bed, a chair, a separate bathroom, and a balcony with a night view. He put his arm around Shirley's back and led her into the room.
"When did you hypnotize me?" Shirley suddenly asked, then blushed. "I mean, I don't remember you shaking a pocket watch in front of me or anything, but I think I really was hypnotized."
Richard smiled. He was wearing a t-shirt with the NBA logo and loose jeans. "You mean a pocket watch like this?"
He reached into his pocket and took out a gold pocket watch. Shirley nodded and saw him start shaking the watch. She couldn't take her eyes off it; she could only stare, letting her gaze follow the movement of the watch.
“Yes, I don’t remember you doing that to me,” she said, staring intently at the pocket watch.
“But you’re already hypnotized,” he lowered his voice, placing his hand on her shoulder. “You’re reacting very well. Because of the stories you’ve read, you’re highly receptive to hypnosis. As you look at this pocket watch, you’ll find your eyelids growing heavier and heavier, your breathing becoming deep and even. You’ll slowly become unable to think, your world will consist only of this pocket watch and my voice, deeply, deeply entering a hypnotic state.”
Shirley was already captivated. Her hands, which had been gripping her handbag tightly, fell to her sides. Having been hypnotized once before, she easily succumbed to his hypnotic magic again. Her eyes continued to follow the pocket watch, but her head was almost drooping.
Richard smiled. The beautiful girl slowly entering a hypnotic state was the most sensual sight in the world to him, more exciting than any sexual scene, more exciting than any nudity. This girl, staring blankly at the pocket watch, would obey any of his commands.
Richard held the pocket watch in one hand and grasped Shirley's wrist with the other. "I want you to imagine a balloon tied to your wrist. You don't need to look away from the pocket watch. You can feel the thin string tied to your wrist, and the balloon is filled with hydrogen. Every now and then, you'll feel your arm getting lighter and lighter, floating up with the balloon."
Shirley had heard of this kind of hypnotic depth test. She had seen some pictures of hypnotized women raising their hands high. She clearly thought to herself, "This is just a hypnotic trick. There's no balloon at all; it's just an illusion."
She didn't want to take her eyes off the pocket watch; it was so tempting. Just as she was still thinking there was no balloon, she suddenly felt a balloon tied to her wrist, constantly pulling on her arm. She didn't even think this contradicted her previous thoughts. Her hand slowly began to rise, higher than her shoulder.
Richard used his other hand to open Shirley's outstretched hand, placed the pocket watch inside, and then took her hand in his. "I want you to hold this pocket watch. All hypnosis is a form of self-hypnosis, and you are about to use this pocket watch to hypnotize yourself. Stare at the pocket watch, and gently turn it to guide yourself into a deeper hypnosis."
"Shirley, I want you to imagine two things. First, I want you to imagine a line running from here," he patted the center of her forehead, "connecting to the center of the pocket watch, from your mind to the center of the pocket watch. Every time the pocket watch rotates, it will pull the line out from your mind. Can you feel it?"
Shirley was surprised to feel a line running from the center of her mind to the pocket watch. She did see it, and murmured, "Yes."
"Very good. In fact, this line is your mind, carrying all your thoughts and worries. Every time the pocket watch turns once, you will release your thoughts, troubles, and everything from your weary mind, which will be absorbed by this pocket watch. When we finish, your mind will become completely blank, and you will be completely hypnotized and completely obedient to me. You want this, don't you?"
Shirley's affirmative answer was almost out of her mouth, but she stopped herself. A part of her still wanted to resist and not let herself fall into the control of this hypnotist.
Richard noticed her struggle and smiled. "Don't worry, you don't have to answer right away. Continue watching your mind being drawn into the pocket watch, feeling your will slowly disappear. I want you to imagine something else." "
I want you to come up with all the reasons you don't want to be hypnotized, all the reasons you want to resist me. I want you to imagine all these reasons, these silly reasons, becoming the clothes you wear. Your bra becomes a reason, your dress becomes a reason, your bracelet, and your underwear become reasons. Imagine them all as reasons you want to resist me, and nod when you see them."
Shirley came up with the reasons she wanted to resist and easily imagined them as a piece of clothing she was wearing. It seemed a bit silly, but all her thoughts were on the pocket watch, and she naturally wanted to obey the man's words. She nodded.
Richard reached out and stroked her bare arm. "Shirley, I'll touch your body. You'll feel a warm, comfortable sensation where I touch you, like soaking in the most relaxing hot spring. That comfort will draw you into a deeper hypnosis. I'll touch every part of your body; you won't feel any discomfort or embarrassment."
Shirley could feel the sensation he described coming from his palm. She felt her arm incredibly relaxed, every muscle losing its strength. Then Dick removed her hand and began to remove her bracelet.
"Shirley, tell me what reason this represents for you to resist," he asked.
"You'll make me do something I don't want to do... something bad..." she whispered.
Dick removed her bracelet and tossed it aside. "No, Shirley, I won't. A hypnotist can't make you do something you don't want to do, understand?"
"Understood."
"So when you obey my commands, it means you originally wanted to do it; it's your own will," he said.
Shirley nodded. It was undeniable; all hypnosis was a form of self-hypnosis. She was using a pocket watch to hypnotize herself, believing that everything that had happened was of her own choosing, of her own doing. She felt the reason for her resistance leave her along with the bracelet, and she relaxed a little.
Dick knelt down, reaching under her long skirt to caress her bare legs. He touched her panties, feeling a dampness. He pinched the panties and pulled them off Shirley. "Shirley, tell me which reason this represents that you want to resist."
"My…family will…be ashamed…" she whispered.
“Your family isn’t here, Shirley, and doing what you want won’t shame them. Hypnosis is just following your own desires. Your family wants you to be happy, and that makes you happy, doesn’t it?”
Shirley sighed. “Yes.” Shirley felt an incredible relaxation and comfort throughout her lower body from Dick’s touch, especially when Dick inserted his fingers into her most private parts. She couldn’t help but moan, but her eyes never left the pocket watch, and her hand continued to turn it. When Dick pulled her panties aside, she no longer cared about her family’s opinions.
Dick stood up, quietly admiring this beautiful girl. Tonight, he was determined to completely hypnotize her. He went behind her, untied the straps of her dress, and asked her why.
“I don’t want to… be a slutty woman,” she said.
“Shirley, you are not, and you never will be. Sex is natural, hypnosis is natural. They are part of our genes. Letting a man help you understand your own mind is not sinful. Letting a man lead you to the happiest state is every woman's instinct, not dirty at all. Letting this man who can control you, letting your master use your body, is a play that God arranged long ago. There's nothing wrong with that, is there?”
Shirley thought for a while, watching her thoughts being drawn away by the pocket watch. Dick was right. Being hypnotized was natural. She was born to obey men, and a man with control like Dick, she was supposed to completely obey this hypnotist.
“Yes.”
Dick unbuttoned her clothes, letting her dress fall to her feet. Now she was standing there wearing only a bra. Dick placed his hands on her shoulders and began to remove her bra.
"I won't ask you anymore, Shirley, because you know all your reasons are unnecessary and foolish. The reasons this bra represents are irrelevant. When this bra leaves your body, you'll feel your mind go completely blank, without any thoughts or worries," Dick said gently, close to her ear.
When the bra fell to the ground, Shirley felt all the threads in her mind being sucked away by the pocket watch. She stood there blankly, unable to think of anything. Her mind was completely blank, like a mannequin in a department store window. Dick looked at this naked beauty, caressed her body, and then drew circles around her nipples with his fingers. Finally, he pushed her down onto the bed and said authoritatively, "Sleep."
Shirley's world plunged into darkness. Dick's voice seemed to come from a dream world. She heard her own response, but it felt like two people were speaking a foreign language she didn't understand. It had nothing to do with her. She only felt herself sinking deeper into a hypnotic, nihilistic world.
Sherry opened her eyes at Dick's command. She looked at him like a kitten seeing long-awaited milk. "Master," she said in a low, sensual voice, and stood up.
Dick smiled, and then Sherry embraced him tightly with her naked body, beginning to undress him. Although she seemed awake, Dick could see a hypnotic daze in her eyes; her true self was locked away in her desires.
Sherry pulled down his pants, caressing his genitals. Their lips met, their tongues swirling passionately. Dick continued to caress Sherry's body, and then they lay down on the bed together. Dick used post-hypnotic suggestion to bring her to a higher level of pleasure, an orgasm no other man could give her. When Dick reached his limit, he felt all his energy flow into Sherry's body with his white semen, and Sherry reached an orgasm she had never imagined.
Dick's day-long plan of hypnotic seduction was finally fulfilled. He ordered Shirley to sleep. Shirley struggled briefly, then immediately sank deep into the pillow. He smiled and closed his eyes, intending to have a good sleep.
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