I was thinking yesterday that I don't write nearly enough here about hypnosis. It's not that I'm not interested in it or that it doesn't often happen. I'm not sure why I don't but I have decided to make a conscious effort to share more about it here. I'm reprinting the story below from a post that I made in the Yahoo Group my friends run, The Circle of Dreams.

In response to the question "What is that last thing you fantasized about?", a member responded, "Being suddenly and unexpectedly deeply hypnotised by a Hypnotic Domme online, (or was it by e-mail), then being erotically, sexually, sensually teased, psychologically played with for a long, long time."

I love doing things like this, although I prefer to do it over the phone (I receive more of what *I* need when I do it over the phone. I love to hear the reactions, hear the change in his breathing or in the tone of his voice.)

The other night I was talking with a friend on the phone. I had every intention at the beginning of the call of hypnotizing him before the conversation ended. I knew being taken by surprise was something that really appealed so I tricked him just a wee bit ;)

To distract him from my real intention, I suggested we create a mutual fantasy. One of us would begin describing a scenario and then after a few sentences would pause and allow the other to take over. Back and forth, back and forth as the story unfolded.

I began by describing walking into a neighborhood Cheers-ish sort of place and seeing him sitting on a stool at the bar. He responded by describing turning, catching my eye and smiling as I sat down next to him.

After this we went back and forth a bit until I knew he was ready. I kept lowering my voice a little each time I spoke so he would have to focus more and more on what I was saying. During our general chat before we began I started mirroring his rate of speech. Because we were pretty much synchronized at the point where the story began to unfold I slowed my pace and he instinctively followed. I'm chuckling now at how little effort was required to take him...

At just the right moment I began to describe myself sitting next to him. Leaning in, touching his arm. He finding himself fascinated by what I was saying. Remarking upon how relaxing it was to sit in that place and chat with me at the end of his day, how tired he must have been and how much better he would feel if he closed his eyes for just a moment.

I knew I had him when his input on the fantasy began to diminish to one or two words ;)