dougtfs:Mark signed up for my hypno class expecting to learn a few tricks – but I needed someo

dougtfs:Mark signed up for my hypno class expecting to learn a few tricks – but I needed someone to demonstrate on, and he seemed like a perfect choice.“No way this is gonna work,” he said, striding up to the front of the class. “You can’t hypnotize me if I don’t want you to.”“You’re right,” I said, holding my hand in front of his face and moving it back and forth, nice and slow. “You’re going to hypnotize yourself. Mark, I want you to count backwards from five.”“Sure,” he shrugged. “Five.” His eyes tracked the motion of my hand back and forth, back and forth, back and forth … and I could see his eyelids start to droop.“Keep going, Mark,” I said.“Four,” he said, unsteadily. “Uh … I feel … weird. I feel kinda sleepy.”“Keep going. What else do you feel?”“Three,” he said, his eyes unfocused. “I feel … like I’m far away … like … I feel so dumb, sir.”“Keep going. What’s your name?”“Twooooo,” he slurred. “I dunno. I forget.”“Keep going,” I said. “Tell me what else you can’t remember.”“Uh … one,” he said. “I forget … everything.”“Keep going,” I said. “Keep going. Keep going.”His eyes rolled back and he went limp. I just barely caught him and eased him down into a chair.The class watched him, fascinated. “What’s going to happen to him?” One of the other students asked.“He’ll be fine,” I said. “But we’re going to give him a few suggestions while he’s under. Mark’s about to become an underwear model.”Read more sexy hypno stories in my new book, Hypno Himbos. -- source link
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