New experiences - October long form fiction

This is my longest (and I think hottest) piece yet! Sam meet's Lauren at a bar, who shows them the wonders of hypnosis over the night!

There is some alcohol mention at the beginning, and then the restof the piece Involves teasing, some softness, and a whole lot of hypnosis, through the eyes of a beginner, who is learning that they really really like this stuff. Again, I do think this is my hottest piece yet!

Let me know what you think!

p.s. the PDF has formatting that should be a little easier to read.

* * *  

Sam was new to this place, though they tried not to show it. They walked confidently to the bar, and ordered their drink of choice, before taking a moment to survey the rest of the room. The dimly lit booths were mostly taken, a few tables were empty.

One person caught their eye. A woman, talking disinterestedly to a man in one of the booths. Long, black hair, piercing eyes, and an outfit that grabbed the imagination and ran with it. The thing that really caught Sam’s eye though was a pendant, draped around her neck, and glinting like a ray of sunlight in the low light of the bar.

Having got their drink, Sam turned back to look at the woman, and found her looking back at them. They quickly turned away, nervous. This might have been a bad idea. Why did they need to meet new people again? Sure, they missed the company of others, but… but… Sam was suddenly aware of a gentle tap on their arm from behind, and turned.

The woman was shorter than she had appeared at the booth, but not by much. Sam was taken aback by how close she was. Her perfume was light, and soft, but noticeable.

“What’re you drinking stranger?” Her voice, like her perfume, was soft, but noticeable. It almost commanded their attention, and Sam’s urge, to look away, to flee the situation, quietened a little.

“Oh, just…” Sam looked at their drink. “Rum and coke.”

The Woman smiled. “A good choice. Think I’ll join you, I’m empty.” She put an empty glass on the bar, before ordering the drink, and turning back to look at the booth, where the man was still sitting. She sighed, and beckoning at Sam as she grabbed her new drink. “My friend’s saving us the booth, but he needs to go somewhere, so we can get to know one another. What’s your name?”

“Sam. Yours?”

“Lauren.”

She grabbed Sam’s hand, and gently, though not without some clear direction, tugged Sam over to the booth.

The man nodded at them both, before heading off, out of the door.

“So. What caught your eye Sam? I saw you looking earlier. I had to know. You seemed unwilling to look away. It’s okay. I like to know what someone likes about me. Helps my confidence. You know?”

Sam was not used to this direct approach, they grasped for words, spiralling, trying to remember what had initially caught their eye.

“Sam, sweetie, relax. There isn’t a wrong answer. There’s no need to be so tense about it. Just… Relax.” Lauren’s voice was soothing. Something about the way she spoke, commanded Sam’s attention again. They found themselves automatically listening.

Finally, Sam found an answer. “The pendant. Your pendant.”

Lauren smiled, and held the pendant in her hand, it was simple, just a small crystal, hanging off a chain. “This thing? It caught your eye, hmm?” Sam’s eyes were drawn to it, the way it shimmered. “Seems like it’s caught your eye again. Keep looking. Can you see the way the light shines, and dances off of it?” Sam had unintentionally leant forwards, fascinated. It was so lovely.

“It feels so good to watch, doesn’t it Sam? So lovely and peaceful, so relaxing. Almost like you’re drifting into a daydream.” Sam could feel it. Their body unwinding, their mind becoming a little bit fuzzy.

“All your attention on the crystal now. Only hearing my voice. Doing so well. Focusing, drifting, dropping… until you’re back up!” And with that, Lauren palmed the crystal, hiding it from view.

Sam was still a bit spaced out. As they shook their head, trying to put their mind back together, Lauren was watching them, smiling, slightly. “How did that feel? Good?”

“Yeah… What, what was that?”

“Hypnosis, my dear. Nothing too much. Just a taste. You seemed to enjoy it.”

“I… I did.” It was the truth. Sam had felt nothing like that before. “Could you do it again?”

“Oh… Someone’s eager! Sweetie, I love that. I could. But… Not here. Too many distractions. And besides, I want to get to know you, and I’m sure you have questions. How about this. If you still want more by the end of the night, we’ll go back to mine, and I’ll give you the real deal.”

“Yeah, yeah that sounds good.” Sam was excited, nervous even. They took a sip of their drink.

“Oh, one other thing, no more drinking for the night, after that one, if we’re going to do this. It’s not such a good idea to mix drinks and hypnosis, at least for a beginner. As a trade off… I can tell you all the wonderful things I’m going to do with your mind?”

Sam smiled, blushing, and nodded.

The rest of the night was a blur, as Lauren explained a bit about what hypnosis was, and asked all sorts of questions about Sam, slowly getting more and more intimate. Before long they were explaining some of their deepest fantasies. The words tumbling from their lips, expressing the most intimate desires. Lauren, smiling all the while, nodded, occasionally asking questions, and answering Sam’s requests for knowledge.

By the time the bar had run last call, Sam had learned a lot. They had also told Lauren a lot, and as she put her arm around them, she whispered into their ear. “So, do you still want to come home with me?”

Sam thought. Thought back to how they had felt earlier. How nice it had felt. That sensation. They wanted more, and without hesitating, they nodded.

The taxi ride home was a mess of kisses, and soft words, and gentle touches. Sam barely remembered most of it, but as Lauren led them into the house they had pulled up at, they checked their phone. 12:30? It didn’t feel that late. Then again, they’d been having fun.

Lauren was just hanging up her coat on the back of the door.

“Do you want a drink? Some water? I think I’ve got some coke or something if you’d like? Or some squash?”

“Squash, please.”

Two minutes later they were sitting in Lauren’s living room on the couch, Sam was gently leaning into her, as she took off her necklace, and held it up, before them.

“Do you remember how you felt earlier? How nice it felt to stare at my pendant?”

Sam could instantly remember. It was like fog, filling up their mind, slowly, but surely. “Yeah, I remember.”

“Good, good job. Now keep watching as it swings back and forth. Your eyes might begin to feel a little tired, but just keep watching, let them blink, but keep on watching the pendant as it goes back and forth, back and forth.

“That’s it… Good job.” Sam’s eyes were getting tired, and as Lauren kept on speaking, their body began to relax, and feel heavy. Just like their eyes. Sinking into that hypnotic state that Lauren had described earlier at the bar. Floating down. So relaxed. As Lauren let the pendant drop, Sam’s eyes fell, and Lauren caught their body and pulled it into hers, so they were relaxing, so comfortably, leant into her, with one arm around their back. Feeling so comfortable. So peaceful.

“Good job. Good… What was it that you liked to be called? Pet. Good pet. Sinking so deeply. So peacefully for me now, feeling your mind opening up to me. Opening up and draining of all thought. Slowly, until eventually, there’s no thoughts left in there. None of yours, anyway. Because now I get to fill it up with my thoughts. Thoughts of submission. Thoughts of obedience. Obedient. Just how you told me you wanted to be obedient, submissive. Does it feel nice? To be given all these thoughts and feelings of submission?”

Sam let out a low moan of pleasure. It felt so good. A strange, lethargic sort of submissive arousal, creeping through their body and mind. Like nothing they had ever experienced. Lauren laughed.

“Oh, yes you do, don’t you? But you know what’s interesting? The hypnosis wasn’t what started this. I already own your mind. I owned it before we got home. Before I showed you my pendant at the bar. We were both out tonight for similar things. We both wanted to meet someone. When our eyes met, you were mine in that moment. Even if you didn’t know it. But you do know, isn’t that right?”

Another low moan of submission and pleasure from Sam, who’s brain wasn’t quite capable of making words at the moment, caused another light laugh from Lauren.

“That’s a good pet. And you are a good pet for me, aren’t you? Already so sweet, and submissive. Now… I’m going to give you a trigger to come back down here. Back down to this sweet place of sleepy submission. Any time I stroke my hand down your arm, like this,” and she moved her hand, gently down Sam’s arm. “You’ll drop back down into this deep submissive trance for me. Nod your head if you understand.”

Slowly, Sam’s head nodded. “Good pet, very well done… Now. I’m going to bring you back up, on the count of three, you’ll be back up and awake. Starting with one, energy coming back to your body. Two, thoughts returning, and three, wide awake!”

Sam sat up, head still floaty, and smiled at Lauren. She looked at him, eyes questioning. “How was that? Feel okay? Oh, have a drink.” She held up Sam’s glass.

“Yeah, that was… That was incredible.” Sam took a long gulp from the glass, before setting it back down on the coffee table. “I never knew I wanted this? But it’s the best thing I’ve ever had.”

“Hey! That’s great to hear. I’m glad you like it. Before we go again, let me just get a drink, I’ll be back. In fact, come with me, we can talk.”

They headed over to the kitchen, and Lauren talked Sam through some more things, double checking if there was anything they didn’t want to do, covering some safe words, and, from Sam’s perspective, almost going over a safety checklist. Only at the end, when Lauren started asking a few pointed questions, did Sam find their interest piquing, more than earlier that evening.

When they sat back down, Sam was eager. Lauren smiled, sensing their readiness from how they leant into the hand that rested at the top of their shoulder. “Oh, sweetie. You are enjoying yourself, aren’t you?”

Sam nodded.

“Have you started to notice how my voice changes yet? How I talk when I want to hypnotise you?” Sam did notice it, then, that shift. The way it almost flowed, almost rhythmically, the tone changed, it caught at Sam’s attention. So much so that they didn’t notice for a second that Lauren was looking for an answer.

“Oh… y- yeah.”

“Good… Good pet. Already doing so well for me. Now. Have you noticed that my voice, like this, can make you begin to feel sleepy and dreamy and submissive without me doing anything at all?”

Sam’s mind was filling with fog as she spoke. A soft moan escaped their lips as they searched for words. “Y.. Yeah. S-sleepy and. And… Submiss-” They were cut off by Lauren running her hand down their arm. Instantly they felt their brain switch off, their muscles go limp, and they were pulled into Lauren’s embrace, held still, and soft.

“Now, feel those sweet submissive feelings, let them flow through you, feeling so good. So obedient. I want to let you in on a secret. A lesson, actually. But it’s a lesson you’ll love. Obedience, is pleasure. And pleasure is obedience. Obedience is pleasure, and pleasure is obedience.

“What I mean by that is that as you feel this submission, this obedience, you’re going to start feeling pleasure. Just a bit of pleasure, but it’ll keep on growing. And each time you, or I say, Obedience is pleasure, and pleasure is obedience; that pleasure will grow. Nod your head if you understand.” Sam nodded, gently. “Good pet, already obeying so well. obedience is pleasure and pleasure is obedience.” Sam let out a soft moan as the pleasure they were feeling jumped, quickly. “Mmm, does that feel good pet? Does hearing me say Obedience is pleasure and pleasure is obedience make you feel so good and obedient and submissive?” Sam moaned again, it felt like they were being touched in just the right way, just for a moment, very intensely, every time.

“And you can keep going deeper for me. The deeper you go, the more obedient you feel. The more obedient you feel, the more pleasure you get. The more pleasure you get, the deeper you go. Keep on dropping and drifting into deep obedient pleasure, pet.”

For a time, Sam’s mind tumbled, spinning and spiralling down and down into Laurens words as she took them deeper and deeper. Lauren’s words, reverberating in their mind making them feel so good.

“Now, pet, I’m going to affirm some things with your mind. I’m going to say some words, and you’re going to repeat them back to me. Can you do that? Nod your head.”

Sam’s head moved up and down, feeling so dreamy, so floaty, so spacey.

“Good pet. Now, in a moment, you’re going to start repeating my words. And each sentence you repeat is going to take you deeper. Eventually, you won’t be able to speak. But keep trying for me, okay? Right, now, repeat after me. 

Lauren owns my mind.”

“Lauren owns my mind.”

“Lauren owns my body.”

“Lauren owns my body.”

“Lauren’s words make me feel good.”

“L-Lauren’s words make me f-feel good.”

“The better I feel, the more I want to obey Lauren.”

“The… The better I feel, the more I want… Want to obey Lauren.”

“The more I obey Lauren, the better I feel.”

“The… The more I o-obey L-Lauren, the better I-I feel.”

“I want to obey Lauren.”

“I… Want… To… O-obey… Lauren.”

“Obeying Lauren brings me pleasure.”

“Obey-Obey-Obeying Lauren… brings m-me… pleasure.”

“Obedience is pleasure.”

“O-Obedience… is… pleasure.”

“Pleasure is Obedience.”

“P-pleasure is… Obedience.”

“Obedience is pleasure and pleasure is obedience.”

“Fu… O-o-obedience is pleasure and… and… and pleasure is obedience. Mmmnn.”

“Obedience is pleasure and pleasure is obedience.”

“Ooooh… Obedience is pleasure and pleasure is obedience.”

“Obedience is pleasure and pleasure is obedience.”

“Uuuunnh… Obedience is pleasure… and… and pleasure… mmm… Pleasure is obedience.”

Sam’s mind was coming undone with this influx of pleasure, swirling and circling around and around inside their head. Leaving them aching, needy, full of pleasure.

That pleasure grew, and grew, until Sam was softly moaning continuously. All that existed was pleasure and obedience and this wonderful deepness. They couldn’t make out Lauren’s words, all they knew was the sounds that were slipping into their ears made them feel so very good, and obedient.

Finally, the fogginess cleared a little. They were being brought up. They were leaning back into the sofa, touching themselves, as Lauren whispered into their ear. “And back awake, still touching. Still feeling so much pleasure. So obedient. Say your mantra for me pet.”

Automatically, Sam’s lips moved. “Obedience is pleasure and pleasure is obedience.” A moan escaped along with the words, as pleasure flared all through their body, and their submissive mind felt so good.

“Good pet, keep going, say it again, keep saying it until you Cum.”

Without thinking, Sam started chanting.

“Obedience is pleasure and pleasure is obedience.” It felt so good.

“Obedience is pleasure and pleasure is obedience.” The words were getting engrained in their head with every wonderful repetition.

“Obedience is pleasure and pleasure is obedience.” It was getting hard to think clearly with all the pleasure.

“O-obedience is pleasure and pleas- pleasure is obedience.” They were so close to cumming. The pleasure coursing through their body and mind felt so good, mingling with the obedience they felt.

“O-o-obedienceispleasureandpleasureisobedience.” The pleasure circled, at the edge, they looked at Lauren, who was watching, hungrily.

She locked eyes with them, and uttered a single word. “Cum.”

And like that, the dam burst. Pleasure cascaded through Sam, who bucked and moaned, brain going blank as the pleasure swept away their thoughts, leaving them blank, and empty, and drained. Lauren held them close, whispering soft words into their ear. Gently coaxing their mind back together. It was wonderful.

As Sam’s mind was put together, they found awareness again. And softness, held to Laurens body, feeling so good, so relaxed. Slowly, they came to fully.

Lauren was still holding them, as they both just sat there. Quietly. She looked at Sam. “Did you have fun?”

“Yeah. It was great! You…” Sam was searching for the words. “You made me feel things I’ve never felt before.”

“That’s good to hear pet… Do… Do you want to do it again sometime?”

“Yeah. Yeah, I think I do.”

“Great, well, should we go to bed? We don’t have to sleep, just yet…”

And much later that night, as they lay to go to sleep in that bed for the first night of many to come, Sam felt extraordinarily happy.