My Voodoo Desire – An Erotic Hypnosis Story

My Voodoo Desire – An Erotic Hypnosis Story

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The effect that trancing for Mistress Carol has on me is quite extraordinary: I had so many intense sexual experiences under her control that it is quite addictive to me. This woman has a way with words – she seems to know exactly how to push my buttons and it is quite frightening to be honest. How does she know the male psyche so well? I’m already getting hard as I’m writing out these thoughts. Her trances offer an intoxicating mix of (deep) relaxation, escapism and undeniable, raw sexual arousal. My sex life would have been quite tame if I had not come across her – that’s why I’m deeply thankful for the experience she grants me. The intensity of my experience is what keeps me coming back to her. My desire comes and goes in waves, but always catches me, again and again.

This time, I wanted to tell the story of a particularly arousing online session. Up to that point, I had already listened to many recordings and I had already booked a few online sessions which had always left me with a nice warm and sensual afterglow (that’s the thing with Mistress Carol’s trances: They’re not only pleasurable while I’m in them – I can also enjoy the feeling for some time afterwards). Anyway, for this particular session, I had written Mistress Carol about a certain fantasy of mine, which I termed “the voodoo fantasy”: You will understand what this fantasy is all about as I go along with the story. As always, I was nervous about disclosing this fantasy to her, as this always means sharing something personal. How would she react to it? Would she find it distasteful? Luckily, thoughts were only in my head, as she was very accepting and welcoming, and what she did with it, even exceeded my expectations.

When the day of our online session came, I was nervous all morning. I had everything set up: the laptop, the microphone, the webcam, a comfortable armchair, a bottle of water and a box of Kleenex nearby. My hands were sweaty, and I was nervously going back and forth in my room as I waited for her Zoom call to come in. When it did, my heart skipped a beat, and I accepted her call.

“Hello John”, she greeted me. “I am glad to see you again.”
“Hel-.. hello Mistress”, I stuttered. I had butterflies in my stomach.
“You seem a little nervous. Is everything alright?”
“Yeah, it’s just, I don’t know, the calls – the whole situation makes me a bit nervous.”
“Nervous in a good way, I suppose?”
“Yes, definitely..” As I sat down in my chair, I started to focus on the image of her green eyes.
“Good”, she said. “Shall we begin?” “Yes.”
“Now, as you settle in, look deeply into my green eyes on the screen….”.
Mmmh, I love her voice and her eyes. My body already began to feel relaxed and my nerves were calming down slowly, as I focused my attention on the green eyes.
“Look deeply… do not look away…. and as you do….. you start to feel your body relax more and more.”
I love the beginning stage of a trance with Mistress Carol. Usually, there is this huge feeling of anticipation, combined with her seductive voice and her green eyes, which makes me already feel something in my stomach – a faint hint of arousal, and I definitely felt something stir below, already. I am well-conditioned to her voice, I thought. Damn, this even happens when I’m listening to a podcast of hers, I realized. I focused more intensely on the green eyes in front of me.

“And as you look more deeply, you start to relax more and more…. more and more… noticing your thoughts beginning to slow…. “

She took me down deeply. There was the spiral… the eyes… at one point she had me go down a stair. I was becoming more and more relaxed, focusing more and more intently on her voice, until her voice was the only thing that was left.

I felt empty, light-headed, and fully focused on her voice, the green eyes in front of me and the spiral.

And then it happened.

“Now… since you have been a good boy…. a very good boy…. “(the trigger makes me moan internally – I have listened to “the Good boy trigger” on YouTube quite a few times) “…I have decided to reward you. You went deep so many times, you were obedient, and I am a generous Mistress. Focus on the screen, and see what happens next….”
Her green eyes slightly faded into the background, and a woman appeared on the screen. She was beautiful, slim and red-haired. She only wore a lacy white bra and matching white panties.
“Now, this is my slave girl, Keira. She will assist me today in… teasing you.”
Mmmh…. this phrase alone gave me another shock of arousal.

Keira produced a dildo from somewhere that looked quite realistic.
“Now, as you listen to my voice, and see Keira before you… I want you to feel everything she is doing to that dildo in her hand…. You will feel everything on your cock. In fact, that dildo IS your cock. Every time she touches it, you will feel this exact touch on your penis. Every lick, every squeeze, will be felt by your cock. In fact, your cock is highly sensitive to her touch now. Your subconscious will make the connection, and there is absolutely nothing you can do about it…. You can just lie there and enjoy what is happening….. now Keira: Grab his cock”.
She put her hand around the dildo.

I was shocked as I suddenly felt warm skin closing around my cock. It was really like a hand grabbed it. What the hell is happening? How is this possible?

“Mmmh… you felt that, didn’t you? Now, enjoy the feeling of her hand around your cock. Feel it with every nerve, every fiber. Keira, why don’t you lick the cockhead? Let’s see his reaction to it.”
She slowly dragged her tongue across the dildo in her hand.

Oh my God, I thought. There it was. A warm wet touch on my penis. A tongue that was dragged across it, as it stimulated the sensitive cock head. How is this possible? I realized that I didn’t care as I gladly took in the arousing sensations that this produced within me. Mmmmh… I so love being under Mistress Carol’s spell. When she stimulates my nerve endings, I get this feeling of a drive, of a need. I just need more of it. More and more. It’s animalistic. And she usually gives it to me which makes it irresistible (at least if she’s not in the mood for a denial session. But today, she wasn’t).

“Now, Keira, I need my slave to be highly aroused. I want to show him what I can do to him, while he’s under hypnosis. I need him to realize even more, how deeply pleasurable my control can feel. And you, slave… continue to fall even deeper for me. Your senses are heightened. You can feel everything she does to that dildo as if she was doing it to your cock… just relax…. feel it.”

Keira licked the dildo at the base of the shaft and slowly dragged her tongue up to the tip. Veery slowly… Mmmh, I could feel exactly this sensation on my cock. That wet touch, starting at the base, and going up in an agonizingly slow manner. My nerve endings in my cock were even becoming more alive, as something within me danced with joy and pleasure.

She went down again with her tongue, and then up again, and I could literally feel everything. I felt my cock stiffen even more.

“Your arousal is your service to me today. I want you to feel it…. enjoy it… bask in it….and every lick, every sensation reminds of how deeply you are under my spell…. Keira, lick him again. Slowly…”. (Mmmh… ) “Now, take his tip in your mouth”.

I was startled as I could feel my cockhead being surrounded by her warm wet mouth. While I was still not quite sure how this could be possible, I just concentrated on the feel of her mouth. Warm, wet but just around the tip. She had me in her grip.

“Now, you are completely under my control and at my mercy. There’s nothing you can do but take in, what Kiera does to you. You don’t control your arousal – I do. You don’t make your cock hard – I do, with the help of my assistant. Feel it, just feel the warm wet mouth around your tip. And as you do, you realize how thankful you are for me. I am a generous mistress. I reward my slaves with deep pleasure, when I’m I the mood. So say thank you, Mistress Carol.”

“Thank you, Mistress Carol”, I heard myself say. I was indeed thankful for the beautiful experience that she gifted me with.

“Good. Now, continue feel her mouth surround the head of your cock and listen to the following command: every stroke you feel, every lick of her tongue will send you even deeper into trance and make you more obedient. It will bring you closer and closer to me. You’ll be reminded more and more what it’s like to be under my spell. Now, feel it, as she slowly moves down your shaft.”

She took more of the dildo into her mouth. Oh my god, I could genuinely feel her lips moving down my shaft. And the wetness of her tongue, pressed against the side of my cock.

“Every sensation will make you go deeper and deeper… deeper and deeper….” I felt myself falling more deeply, as the sensation in my penis became stronger and stronger.

“As she starts moving up and down, you will fall deeper and deeper. Your arousal will go higher, and higher. I want you highly aroused, slave, and falling more deeply under my spell. Now, feel it… feel her move up… and down…. and up… and down…. moan for me. You cannot hide your pleasure. I can see it.”

I felt it. Even though I did not understand this voodoo magic. But there it was, a steady rhythm of her warm wet mouth, moving up… and down…. and up again…and down. I moaned. It felt soo good… and Mistress Carol was just continuing to tease me, verbally.

“While you’re deep in trance, you can feel every sensation even more intensely. Every sensation is granted by me, to remind you how deeply pleasurable my control is. Feel the stimulation flow through you, feel it, with every inch of your penis, as she moves up and down on that dildo. Feel it as the feeling washes away all your resistance…. all your worries…. all your cares…. there’s only you…. and my voice….. and that wonderful feeling of her mouth around your shaft…”

Mmmh… I felt the pressure increase within me.

“And while you feel the sensation I grant you, I want you to feel even more obedient to me and realize that you are even more under my spell.”

I let out a louder moan. Mistress Carol laughed.

“I can see it written all over your face…. You can feel it. You feel every bit of her mouth, every texture, every bit of wetness as your cock is engulfed in her mouth again and again… feel it… let the feeling spread throughout your whole body…. as the pressure’s increasing more and more, from deep within you. Feel that warm arousal in your stomach… in your chest… and let it spread throughout your body…. washing away all resistance…all resistance to me… and my trance….”

Keira continued to move up and down.

My god… I slowly felt that feeling of an orgasm building within me.

“There’s nothing you can do but feel the sensations…. You’re entirely helpless and under my control. Feel the wetness of her mouth….the tightness… the tongue moving up the shaft and swirling around top occasionally… and as you do, you become one hundred times more obedient and helpless for me…”

I was at her mercy. I couldn’t have resisted if I wanted to.
“Mmmh, I love to see it written all over your face. The pleasure, the arousal. While you feel it, notice how you are falling more and more under my spell…. more and more…. I want your arousal. It belongs to me, as does your mind, and your body. Say it: I belong to Mistress Carol.”

“I belong to Mistress Carol”, I said, in between heavy breaths.

“Now, Keira, go a bit faster”.

Oh my God, please. I let out a whimper as she moved up and down more quickly.

“I want him highly stimulated and on the edge.”

I felt my arousal climb even more and more, as the stimulation of my penis became more intense. Her lips….  moving up and down…. the warmth of her mouth… the wetness…  mmmh….

“Now slave, when I snap my fingers and command you to cum, you will cum HARD, It will seal your fate. It will not be just an orgasm, it will be a complete surrender to my power. You will come HARD, and you will give me every bit of your cum. I want it, all of it. Every. Last. Dop.”

I was so ready to give everything to her. I didn’t care what surrendering to her meant, I wanted just more and more of this feeling. This feeling of Keira’s mouth moving up and down… up and down, stroking my shaft with her lips. And that beautiful erotic voice in my ears. It was pure heaven.

“Feel your self coming closer and closer to orgasm…. Closer and closer… there’s nothing you can do about it…..  you are no longer in control of your arousal or your orgasm. I am. Just feel as I bring you closer and closer to orgasm…. I will draw all of that cum right out of you….”

I panted, I moaned, I whimpered. “Please, Mistress”, I thought. “I need this release so badly”.
Keira moved up and down on that dildo, her head bobbing in a quick and rhythmic motion. I felt everything on my penis, every little movement. It felt so good…

Every moment felt like an eternity of bliss. I was riding the edge.

“Good, that’s exactly how I want you. Feel it, feel the edge. Feel the orgasm grow. Now, hold I’m there, Keira.”

She moved and moved, and I felt. “Now, as you cum, I want you to remember: by cumming, you will surrender even more deeply to me. I require every single drop from you. Your cum belongs to me… now prepare yourself to cum… as I snap my fingers”.

Those lips…

“CUM!” She snapped her fingers. I spasmed, and my arousal grew to a peak as I took in a deep breath. Uncontrollable moans followed. Oh my god… mmmh…. my liquid burst out in several shots. It fell so good. I enjoyed every second of my cock spasming.

“Good, I need every last drop from you. Give it all to me. Every last drop…. “
As if incited by these words, my penis continued to shoot it out, until it finally became slower.

“Good… that’s exactly what I needed from you.”

I moaned, basking in the post-orgasmic bliss. Mmhh….
“Thank you, Mistress”, I whispered.

“Now… as you lie there…. notice how you feel even more close to me…. how you belong to me more and more….”.

I was completely spent.

“Feel the deep feeling of thankfulness…” (mmmh…. yes, Mistress….).

“You are deeply under my control, and ready to come back to me again and again. Now continue to look into my eyes and the spiral on the screen…..”

As I she counted me up from my trance, I remember thinking to myself: What the hell was that? How the hell did it feel so… real?
Mistress Carol laughed as I asked this question.

“Well…. let’s just say… the mind is a wonderful tool, and there is a lot I can make it feel under hypnosis….”

Indeed. Shortly after that, we said our goodbyes.

I was still in shock thinking about what just had happened. Wow! What a trance!

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