Wednesday, June 12, 2024

Insurrection - N.C.U. - Part 4

Key: FD, MC, FF

Description: Rayne makes her final move to take over the sorority with a sexy little twist!

Cover Image made by HeroineArtAi

In the top floor lounge that was used as the meeting location for the S.L.E.E.P. sorority, Eve and Jackie walked in to find Cheyenne, Carly, Jessy, and Christine all sitting on the couches talking to one another. Each of them was trying to figure out why their meeting had been called early.  

“Do you know what’s going on?” Christine asked as the other two walked into the room. 

Everyone looked at Eve, given that she was technically one of the officers for the sorority. “No. I got a text from Laura asking me to show up early, but she didn’t say that everyone else would be here, too.” Eve responded with a shrug. 

“That’s the text we all got.” Cheyenne replied, holding up her phone.

“But so far you're the first person who is in charge that’s shown up.” Jessy said, using air quotes as she answered. 

Eve shrugged just as Laura walked into the room, bubbly as ever. “Hello everyone!” she said, smiling as she took a seat in the large armchair that was usually reserved for Trisha. “Thank you all for coming in early!” she beamed. 

“What’s up?” Carly asked, nervousness in her voice.

“And where are Trisha and Rayne?” Eve asked as she took her seat on the couch. 

“Trisha was delayed due to a project.” Laura said as her face suddenly seemed much more relaxed. “And Rayne is helping her so that she can be here on time.” Laura continued as her eyes glazed over. “Everyone is here who should be here now.” Laura’s tone dropped as her shoulders and face both relaxed even more. 

“Umm, Laura…” Jessy began, concern on her face, “You alright?” 

“Yes…” Laura responded, sounding even more relaxed as she stood up and took out her cell phone. “I called you here today because I wanted to show you something…special.” As she touched her phone, a flashing light started to reflect off of her face while she aimed the phone at the rest of the group. On the screen was a spiral, half of the arms were black as you might expect, but each of the other arms was a different color. It created a very captivating and overwhelming pattern, since one of the other colors would flash every few seconds. 

“Oww!” Shouted Jackie as she shielded her eyes. 

“That is a bit bright Laura.” Cheyenne muttered as she squinted at her friend. 

“I know, just give your eyes a moment to adjust.” Laura said in a very soothing tone. One that meant she was trying to hypnotize the group, or was already hypnotized. Or both. “I know it’s bright. I know it takes a moment to adjust, but just…relax. And focus on the spiral. Just let the flashing, the intricate little pulse of color and light, help you just, clear your mind. Every flash is another thought that just disappears and fades away. While the swirling colors pull you in ever so gently into a nice relaxing trance. It’s ok to just watch the spiral now ladies, to just let it pull you in, more deeply, making you more relaxed and calm.” 

Back on the couches, the others were all in different levels of trance. Cheyenne was still struggling to adjust her eyes, while Carly was blinking rapidly as she strained to look at the spiral. Next to her, Jackie sat completely transfixed on the spiral, her jaw hanging open slightly.  On the other couch, Christine was more or less already gone and leaning against Eve, whose eyes were fluttering in an effort to stay open and watch the spiral, Jessy’s eyes were also blinking, but more in an attempt to clear out the fuzzy feeling that was starting to drift into her mind. 

“Just follow the spirals and the flash…and let your mind and body start to drift away.” Laura said, starting to snap her fingers softly in time with the flashes. “Every flash helps you to just…” Snap. “sink…and let go.” Another snap. “To surrender to sleep.” she said as Eve’s eyes rolled up into her head and she fell back against the couch. Next to her, Christine followed her down as her head landed softly against Eve’s chest. “Every flash,” Snap. “makes your mind empty,” Snap. “blank.” She snapped again as Cheyenne’s eyes rolled into her head next. Another snap and she sank back into the couch, sighing softly. 

Laura continued her induction as the lights displayed across the girls’ faces. Every few seconds, the soft, gentle snap of her fingers would align perfectly with one of the flashes of the spiral. Meanwhile, in the hallway, Rayne watched with a pleased smile. She couldn’t hear what was going on, and she couldn’t see the spiral, but she could see Jackie’s eyes flutter closed as she leaned over and fell against Carly. The impact made Carly turn, only to see Jackie completely asleep and resting against her. A well timed snap, along with that realization caused her eyes to widen for a split second, just before they fluttered closed as she fell back against the couch. 

Laura’s expression was still completely blank, even as all of the girls laid against the couch, deeply asleep. Everyone, that is, except for Jessy, who was completely transfixed on the spiral before her. Her face was completely slack, her eyes glazed and empty. Slowly, Laura moved to face Jessy, letting the flashes of light play across her face as she moved closer to her friend. Once she was close enough, she gently placed her hand on Jessy’s forehead and slid her hand down across her eyes. “Sleep…” she whispered, aiming the command at both Jessy and the rest of the room. When her hand moved away from Jessy’s face, the young woman’s eyes were completely closed. A few moments later gravity caught up with Jessy and her hand started to slide from her lap, landing softly on the couch, but she didn’t stop there. Her body followed and slowly fell to her side, until she landed gently onto Eve’s lap.

Laura didn’t seem to be phased by any of this. She simply turned the screen of her phone off and lowered her arm to her side. “We are all deeply hypnotized now. Deeply relaxed. Deeply open now.” Laura whispered to the room of hypnotized girls. “I want you to listen very carefully to what I am about to tell you…” she said, starting a preprogrammed set of instructions.

Rayne continued to watch through the window to the room, smiling to herself as she disappeared down the hallway.  


Trisha, as usual, was running late. Actually she had completely lost track of time due to reading a trashy romance novel. A knock on the door snapped her out of her novel-based hypnotic trance. “Yes?” she answered softly. 

The door opened slowly as Rayne peeked her head in. “Umm, are you ok?” she asked, mildly concerned. 

“Yes.” Trisha asked, sitting upland giving her a confused look. “Why?”

Rayne had to fight to keep from rolling her eyes. “Umm, it’s 8:05…” she said, watching Trisha for any sign of recognition as to what that would mean. There was none. “The sorority meeting started five minutes ago?” she finished expectantly. 

“Oh my gosh!” Trisha screamed as she shot up out of her chair and charged for the door. Rayne barely had time to get out of the way before she blew through the door and started to speed walk down the hallway. “Don’t just stand there! We’re already late!” she shouted over her shoulder, rounding the corner and heading towards the lounge. 

Rayne took a deep breath and rolled her eyes, shaking her head and casually pulling the door to Trisha’s room closed. “Yep, kind of what I expected.” Rayne said as she started to follow Trisha’s path down the hallway, albeit at a much slower pace. She arrived a few moments later, only to find Trisha standing outside the door to the lounge, motioning for Rayne to hurry up. Rayne shook her head, smiling to herself. “This should be interesting.” she said, following the taller girl inside. 


Inside, Laura and Eve were standing at the head of the room just behind the lounge chair, while everyone else stood between the couches talking with one another. Everyone seemed to be awake, alert, and acting completely normal. “Well, nice of you to join us!” Laura said with a teasing smile. “We were beginning to worry about you.” 

“I am SO sorry!” Trisha said in an exaggerated but honest tone. “I lost track of time!  It was a really good trashy novel!” she admitted without the slightest hint of embarrassment. 

Several of the girls laughed, including Laura. “That’s alright!” she said with a big smile “But…” Her smile turned devious. “Since you were late I think it’s only fair that you be tonight's volunteer, don’t you all agree?” She said, looking at the group that was spread out throughout the room. 

The girls all responded in a mix of nodding heads and verbal agreements. Trisha couldn’t help but blush before she felt Rayne’s tiny hand on her back softly pushing her towards the front of the room. 

“Alright, alright!” Trisha said, finally showing some signs of embarrassment “I submit…” she said before realizing the wording she had just used. “I mean volunteer!” she corrected with a laugh. 

Laura smiled and stepped back from where she was standing. “Well then,” she beamed, “take your spot!” She pointed to the spot between her and Eve. 

Trisha walked to where Laura had pointed and took a deep breath. “What kind of induction were you planning tonight?” she asked.

Laura gave her a devious look. “Oh, we have something very special in mind for you tonight, Trisha.” 

Trisha blushed much more deeply this time and looked around the room. “Oh, what’s that?” she asked nervously. 

“Oh, just...this. Now!” Laura shouted as she grabbed Trisha’s right arm and pulled it straight out. Not to hypnotize her, but to immobilize her. 

Trisha jerked out of reflex and looked at Laura in shock, trying to understand what she was doing, only to have her left arm grabbed by Eve a moment later. Both girls pulled Trisha’s arms straight out to lock them in place and then Eve, without so much as a hint of expression on her face, swung around and placed her left leg behind Trisha’s knees. “Now!” Eve said confidently as she and Laura both pushed Trisha back as hard as they could. 

Trisha let out a high pitched scream as she fell back, tripping over Eve’s leg and falling back onto the floor. “What are you doing!?” she shouted as her body began thrashing to escape whatever plan they had in mind. But both of her arms were pinned to the ground and both Eve and Laura were using all their body weight to lock her arms to the floor. In turn, she began to struggle again, this time with her legs. She didn’t get far before she felt Carly and Jessy each grab one of her legs and press down as hard as they could to pin them to the floor. 

“What ARE you doing?” she asked again as her curiosity took over. 

"Following orders.” Eve whispered seductively in her ear. 

“What?! Whose orders?” Trisha asked, feeling very confused and more than a little aroused. 

“Mine.” Rayne replied matter-of-factly as she pulled the shade down over the window of the doorway. 

“Yours?” Trisha asked, more confused than ever. “I…I don’t understand?”

“I know.” Rayne said as she slowly walked towards Trisha. But there was something different about her walk. There was a seductive danger to it, almost like a cat stalking its prey. When she was close enough, she stepped over Trisha’s stomach and lowered her body down onto it, then moved her legs into a kneeling position, one on either side of Trisha’s torso. She put just enough weight on her stomach to stop her thrashing, but not enough to hinder her breathing. “But you will understand.” Rayne said as she took out what looked like an old antique necklace with a crystal bauble on the end and dangled it over Trisha’s eyes. “I trust you know what this is for.” Rayne said with a devious smile. 

Trisha’s expression was one of defiance, despite not really feeling threatened. She wanted to struggle because it was part of the fun. But despite that defiance, she couldn’t help but stare up at the bauble that was hanging above her eyes. “I’m not that easy.” she said defiantly, even as her eyes slowly began to follow the sway of the bauble. 

“I knew you would say that.” Rayne said with a smile as she snapped her fingers. 

Trisha blinked for a split second, almost expecting a hypnotic command to come with the snap. But nothing happened. She scrunched up her face and was about to tell Rayne that it didn’t work. But before she could, she felt someone’s hands sliding along her inner thighs and noticed Jackie and Cheyene each move to either side of her, kneeling down between Rayne and the others who held Trisha’s arms down. Trisha looked up at them in confusion before the two women, almost at the exact same time, reached out and started to caress Trisha’s breasts. “OOOhhh!” Trisha shouted in surprise as she closed her eyes and then quickly opened them again, only to watch the bauble swinging slowly. “What are you…what are you doing?” she asked, trying to hide her rapidly spiking arousal. 

Rayne leaned in just a bit, letting the bauble spin and swing over Trisha’s face while the light from the room refracted across her face gently. “I’m taking over, Trisha.” She said bluntly. “I think you’d enjoy yourself…enjoy the sorority and all of the things it has to offer,” She paused to the sound of Christine unzipping Trisha’s jeans, “if you would just…give in, Trisha,” Another pregnant pause fell over the room. “and submit…to me.” Rayne’s voice was seductive yet somehow almost power hungry. 

Trisha could feel Christine’s hands sliding along her inner thighs very seductively. She gave a half-hearted attempt at struggling, but with at least one girl pinning down each of her limbs and another surprisingly bulky young woman sitting right on her stomach, she knew there was no way she was going to break free. And she didn’t want to. She wanted to give in. But she wanted the struggle to last as long as it could. She stared up at the bauble as her body slowly started to stop writhing from the struggle and instead began to writhe from the pleasure of feeling three young women massaging her erogenous zones. “I can…hold out…” she said, noticeably distracted. “I won’...” she trailed off as her moans began to increase.  

Rayne just smiled down at her. “I thought you might say that.” she said as she lifted her hand and snapped her fingers again. 

Trisha paused again, expecting a trigger or command to accompany the snap. She almost expected the snap itself to put her under. But, again, nothing happened. She was trying to clear her head enough to wonder what that finger snap was for, until she felt Christine’s tongue slide along her panties. Then she forgot pretty much everything else as she let out a loud moan. “OHMYGAWD!” she screamed as her eyes widened in surprise and pleasure, locking right onto the bauble. 

“The more you struggle…” Rayne whispered seductively as she leaned in and started to kiss Trisha’s neck, “the deeper you will go…when you finally…surrender, Trisha.” 

“I…I…wonnn….uuuuggggh!” Trisha tried to be defiant, but she felt her panties being moved out of the way and felt the tongue of her longtime friend slide slowly between the folds of her sex, and all she could do was moan loudly in response. Her eyes fixated on the bauble above while sweat dripped off of her body. Whether it was from her own exertion, the body heat of the girls around her, or her own arousal, she didn’t really care. 

“Surrender… and sleep.” Rayne whispered as she leaned up and licked Trisha’s ear. “You’re mine Trisha. You are all…mine!” Rayne said in an almost sadistic tone. 

“You…you…yourrrr…” Trisha visibly jerked as she felt herself orgasm under the constant arousal of the girls around her. She shuddered and moaned for several seconds, even closing her eyes nice and tight. And then her body went completely limp on the floor. She looked as though she had completely fainted from the pleasure. 

But Rayne knew better.  She turned Trisha’s head to face hers and slowly licked Trisha’s lips. “You're mine now Trisha. Say it.” she commanded. 

“I’m…yours…” Trisha responded quietly, betraying that she was, in fact, hypnotized and not unconscious. A slight difference, but an important one. 

“The sorority is mine, isn’t it Trisha.” Rayne said as more of a command than a suggestion. 

“Yes…yours…” Trisha responded as her body started to shake again in pleasure. The others hadn’t let up simply because Trisha had surrendered. 

Rayne gave her a devious smile and leaned in closer to Trisha. “I am now the president… the mistress…in charge of the sorority.” she said, tilting her head up and addressing the whole room. “Isn’t that right?” 

“Yes mistress.”  Came the reply from everyone in the room, including Trisha. 

Rayne leaned in and kissed Trisha passionately.. She couldn’t believe her plan had worked. She had taken over! The sorority and all of the girls in it were completely under her control. She broke the kiss and sat up with a smile. “Now, you all know you won’t remember any of this in the morning. But you will follow the suggestions and obey without question. Isn’t that right?” She asked, almost gloating. 

Another chorus of “Yes mistress” echoed through the room.

“Perfect.” she said, smiling confidently. “Just a few more suggestions. But first,ladies…strip!” 


Several hours later a completely exhausted Rayne staggered down the hallway to her dorm. Despite her exhaustion, both physically and mentally, she still managed to have quite the smile on her face. Not only did she manage to take over the sorority, but the evening’s activities after that were…completely exhausting, you might say. 

She stopped outside of her room and took a deep breath to compose herself. She turned the key and opened the door to find a completely dark room. As she moved inside and let her eyes adjust, the image of Klaire, fast asleep in her bed, slowly came into view. 

Rayne smiled down at her roommate. “She looks so peaceful, so pretty when she is asleep.” She thought to herself, tempted to reach out and stroke the young woman’s cheek. 

But she stopped herself, realizing that would probably wake her and ruin her plans. She needed to be patient, needed to make this work, all in due time. She moved to her own bed and sat down, watching her roommate slowly breathing in her sleep. “I have them now.” Rayne whispered softly, mostly to herself, but also, hopefully, to Klaire’s sleeping mind. “Now all I need…is you!” 

The End…for now. 

There is an Alternate Ending of this chapter available on my Patreon Page: Insurrection - N.C.U. - Part 4 Alt Ending!

Thanks to Sleepygirl for doing the editing for me.  

Thank you so much for taking the time to read this! If you have any comments I would love to hear them! You can follow more adventures at Spirals Nightclub! You can also find bonus content on my Patreon page!

Featuring: Klaire, Rayne, Laura, Eve, Christine, Trisha, Jackie, Cheyenne, Carly, and Jessy

Monday, June 3, 2024

Superhero Misadventures 5 - Hypnosis Session Log

Superhero Misadventures 5 - Hypnosis Log

Being a superhero can be a dangerous job, and from time to time you're bound to get captured. But then a rescuer shows up… or were they there all along?


This session was used to create the real hypnosis video Superhero Misadventures 5


Cover Image made by HeroineArtAi


SleepyHypno 12:15 AM

Alright everyone, to you consent to the usual blanking of yoru mind taking you on a potentially erotic fantasy, making you feel deep naughty things, blanking your mind, and your memories and then posting the log for everyone to 'enjoy'


Amazonian Princess 12:15 AM

Go for it chief


Psyco Turnip 12:15 AM

Consent be given.


SleepyGirl 12:15 AM

yep.


Ivy 12:16 AM

Consent granted


SleepyHypno 12:16 AM

Excellant, this session as none of you have been told what it's about yet... was actually suggested by one of you. =cP


[Note: The idea for this script was unknowingly submitted by Amazonian Princess, while we were having a conversation about heroines and fun stories involving them. With a little careful proding I was able to get enough info to make an outline and then a script. She may or may not have noticed that beforehand.]


Ivy 12:17 AM

Powers of deduction , activate!!!


SleepyHypno 12:17 AM

[All of their Sleep Triggers at once]

powers of deduction,  deactivate

along with your mind

[Psyco Comment: Re-reading this makes me chuckle. Let no one say you aren't verbally clever]

[Hypnotist Comment: Awww Thank you!]


Ivy 12:17 AM

...neve r mind

Wednesday, May 29, 2024

Insurrection - N.C.U. - Part 3


Insurrection - N.C.U. - Part 3

Key: MD, MC, 

Description: Klaire and Josh meet up for their lunch date, but Josh has a clever way to make sure the date goes smoothly. 

Cover Image made by HeroineArtAi

Josh was sitting down at the far end of the cafeteria, absentmindedly looking out the window while he stirred his soup in its bread bowl. He wanted to simply take a moment to relax, and calm himself down from his day. “Is this seat taken?” a playful voice said from behind him. 
He turned to smile at Klaire and stood up to pull out the chair next to him for her to sit down. “My lady…” he teased playfully as she took her seat.
“Such a gentleman.” she said, more playful than surprised. “That will get you places you might like.” She grinned, letting him fill in the blanks as to just what those places might be. “Sorry I’m late, my class ran a few minutes longer than I expected.” It was a rare admission that she was, in fact, not perfect.  
Josh sat down next to her. “It’s fine, it was only a few minutes.” he said, sliding a small tray of cookies he had gotten for them in her direction. Klaire took one as the two began to make small talk, discussing things like classes and activities they were involved in. But Josh couldn’t help but feel like Klaire wasn’t really there, that she was lost in her thoughts instead. “You seem like something is on your mind.” he finally expressed, leaning on it a bit harder than he would have liked. 
“Huh?” Klaire asked, shaking herself out of her thoughts to refocus on Josh. “Oh, sorry, yeah it’s nothing. It’s just…something with my roommate that has been stuck on my mind. It’s not a big deal, really.” 
Josh shifted in his seat and gave her a stern look as he adjusted his posture to look a bit more commanding. He gave her a serious look as he held his hand up in front of him and pretended to take notes on an imaginary notepad. “I zee…” he said in his best fake German accent. “Zo, vat zeems to be zee trouble?” Surprisingly, he managed to keep a straight face as he continued. 
Klaire laughed and shook her head. “Idiot…” she deflected. “It’s nothing, really.” 
Josh took a very in character sigh, and tilted his head down as if he was staring over the frames of glasses that he was not really wearing. “Now mizz, how I am supposed to be helpings you if you vill not be tellings me da issue.” He paused for dramatic effect. “Do not be making me be pull out zee hypnosis, to be makings you tell me now, frauline.” he said, playfully scolding her. He couldn’t help but feel nervous about bringing up hypnosis with her for the first time, but excited at the prospect.  
Klaire visibly blinked at the mention of the topic. “Hypnosis? Why would you say that? What…did you mean by that?” she stammered, trying to regain her composure but taken completely by surprise by the comment. 
Josh tilted his head and smiled at the realization. “Your roommate is part of the secret hypnosis sorority that's been meeting on the top floor of the girls dorm, isn’t she?” he asked with a knowing smile. “That’s what's going on, isn’t it.” he said more than asked. 
“What?” Klaire asked, even more taken by surprise “No, of course not! Why would you…” She trailed off as her surprise finally got the best of her. “How do you know about that?” 
“Oh…” Josh said with an air of confidence and smugness, “I have my ways.” He wiggled his eyebrows playfully before leaning in to Klaire and giving her his best faux attempt at seduction. He slid his hand to hers and picked it up, staring into her eyes. “I know…many secrets, Klaire. Many secrets indeed.” he finished with a grin, laughing a bit.  
Klaire looked flustered as she did her best to hide her embarrassment. “I thought it was a secret.” she admitted, looking very nervous all of a sudden. “She said no one knew about it. Figures she would be wrong!” she huffed, yanking her hand away from Josh without realizing it so she could fold her arms across her chest. 
Josh smirked and leaned back in his chair. “To be fair, I only know because a friend of mine is in the sorority and I asked her about it one time. She simply…couldn’t resist telling me about it.” he said, raising an eyebrow and moving his hand in a very typical “vampire hypnosis” kind of mannerism. Waving his palm towards Klaire, then pulling it back and letting his fingers fold forward like a squid, as if he were pulling her mind towards him. He kept this up for a moment before laughing it off and sitting up normally. “Besides, I helped her learn hypnosis so it’s not like I wouldn’t be aware if she was doing something like this.” he oh so skillfully dropped into the conversation as if it was a casual comment, and not purposely put there to inspire Klaire’s imagination and keep her talking about hypnotism.
“Wait,” she said, falling for the trap perfectly. “You know hypnosis?” she asked, suddenly starting to wonder how many hypnotists were on this campus. 
“Oh yeah.” he admitted as he relaxed and picked up his soup bowl to finish his lunch. “I worked in a computer lab as a tutor my freshman year for an entire summer. Fourteen hours a day, three days a week, for five months straight. Not a single student came into the lab during that time, so I had to entertain myself somehow. I don’t like reading, the computer was too old to play games, or run a video or even a DVD. So I used the time to research things and, well, one day the rabbit hole led me to hypnosis and I got interested in it, so I kept studying it.” he finished, wrapping up his (and my own) backstory of learning hypnosis.
“You learned hypnosis…from the internet?” she asked, leaning back with a smirk as if to say she was starting to doubt his abilities. As if the internet was some kind of wasteland of misinformation of something. 
“Of course,” he answered confidently. “I practiced on a few friends, including the one in the sorority, one or two of the girls I dated…” He dropped that line as a test to see how she would react and was pleased to see her blink a bit more rapidly for a second, a clear subconscious sign that she was processing the idea of being hypnotized by him. After all, they were on a date. Kind of. “I found I really like it and I’m pretty good at it. I don’t really use it for anything serious, just, you know, goofing off with my friends, doing a show at parties, things like that.” he shrugged as he picked up a cookie. “If you think that’s impressive, you should see what I can do with a yo-yo!” he said, both seriously and as a little humorous shift in perspective to make the conversation more light hearted. (also a skill I learned in my time in that lab). 
“You're serious aren’t you?” she asked, leaning in closer to him, a clear subconscious sign that she was interested. 
Josh smiled as he watched her play right into this hand. He tried to keep his posture calm and relaxed as he sat back, turning in his chair to face her and also leaning in. “Yes. I could show you…if that’s something you’d like to see now Klaire.” The statement was carefully worded to slip into her subconscious mind and lead her to the decision he wanted her to make. 
Klaire instantly leaned back and moved her arms in front of her, a clear sign that he had pushed way too far. She played it off by laughing a bit. “You are not hypnotizing me.” she said, turning away to eat the bagel that she had gotten before she sat down. “I’m too smart to be hypnotized anyways.” 
Josh pulled back a bit to make sure he didn’t press too quickly. “Actually…” he started as casually as possible, “being smart, like you are,” he complimented her to make the next suggestion slip a bit more easily into her mind, knowing she was on the defensive. “makes it far easier to be hypnotized.” He watched as she rolled her eyes and shook her head, but pressed forward before she could say anything. After all, bagels take a minute to chew. “I’m serious.” he said, “The smarter a person is, the more easily they can use their imagination, and the more they can feel and see what is being described in their mind. It’s why people who read a lot,” he continued, recalling that he had seen a rather large pile of books by Klaire’s bed when he was in her room, “tend to be very good at going into hypnosis. You already have that skill set to imagine things in your mind, you have the ability to focus, so when asked to simply go into a hypnotic trance…you find that you can do it rather easily.” During his explanation, Josh had carefully shifted his comments from a third person, generic “person that likes to read,” which was something he knew Klaire would describe herself as, to a first person wording aimed directly at Klaire. He didn’t think the comment would put her into a trance, but he did want her thinking about it. And he held back a smile as he saw her blink a few times and stare off into space, slowly processing what he had said before swallowing her bagel. 
Klaire didn’t look at Josh, a clear sign that she was a bit embarrassed. She knew she was kind of stuck. She either had to admit that she couldn’t be hypnotized, and therefore not as smart as she really was, or admit that she was intelligent, and a reader, and therefore easily hypnotized. The setup was quite brilliant, even though she didn’t realize on a conscious level that it was done intentionally. But Klaire was also quite crafty herself, and instead created a third option. “That may be the case.” she said with a smile, “But I still don’t have any interest in being hypnotized. if you want to demonstrate you can do so on someone else.” she said, leaning back confidently as she picked up the last cookie and smiled as she bit into it.. 
Josh gave her a knowing smile. “That, my dear, can be arranged.” 
Some time later Trisha heard a knock at her door. “Come in!” she shouted from her desk, where she was busy working on a PowerPoint presentation for one of her classes. 
The door opened and Josh leaned his head through the door. “Hey, you up for some company? I have someone here I’d like you to meet.” he said with a smile. 
“Sure!” Trisha said, moving towards the door to greet her old friend and whomever he had brought with him. To her surprise, Josh walked in with Rayne’s roommate Klaire, who she had met earlier at the sorority meeting. “Klaire! It’s good to see you again!” she said excitedly, looking at Josh “I already know her!” she beamed. 
Josh smiled as he walked in and stood next to Trisha. “I know.” He said confidently, which seemed to surprise both Trisha and Klaire. “But I needed you to let me in, and this seemed like as good an excuse as any.” He said playfully as he blatantly reached up and placed his hands on Trisha’s shoulders, massaging them with night, tight squeezes. 
“You don’t need an excuse to...ooooooh…” Trisha’s eyes rolled up into her head as her head rolled forward ever so slightly and her shoulders began to slump.
Josh was aware that Klaire was watching him and Trisha very closely and tried to hide just how much force he was using to massage Trisha’s shoulders. She was a bit of a masochist and enjoyed her massages very, very rough. Enough that she had mentioned to him on more than one occasion that unless she had a bruise the next day, it wasn’t really a massage. Josh didn’t really enjoy causing pain, no less damage, but Trisha seemed to enjoy it. And the fact that she was already visibly relaxing proved that he was, more or less, doing things just the way she wanted. He did, however, want to hide that fact from Klaire for a little while so as to not scare her. “That’s it…” he said in a soft tone, watching Klaire out of the corner of his eye. “Just relax Trisha…just let your muscles loosen.” he continued, squeezing her shoulders firmly, “let everything fade away. You already know what I’m doing…you already know what is going to happen to you. And you know how good it will feel to just…relax, to let go for a little bit. To simply put everything else on hold…on pause…for a little while, while you simply help me…help me to show off some of my skills, some of my abilities…to our dear friend, Klaire. You’d like to help me, wouldn’t you Trisha?” he asked in a soothing voice, giving Klaire a wink. 
Klaire was visibly flushing again as she watched the head of the sorority almost instantly turn into a rag doll under the touch, and words, of the man she was with. There was this strange sensation of arousal flowing through her, although she wasn’t aware of it on a conscious level. She couldn’t help but take a small step closer to Josh, before turning  in surprise to look at Trisha as she whispered “...yes…” 
Josh smiled as he slowly started to move Trisha’s torso in a slow circle in front of him, still massaging her shoulders and letting her sway on her feet in front of the two of them. “That's it…” he said with a knowing smile, “just relax…just let go…feel your body going limp and loose, but still able to stand, still able to stay upright, strong and steady.” he smiled as she felt Trisha’s arms loosen and started to notice them swaying slowly while her head gently rolled from side to side as she was moved in a slow circle.
He waited for just a few moments, watching as Trisha slowly smiled before letting out a soft sigh as her face relaxed just a bit more. At that exact moment, he used his grip on her shoulders to push her back just a bit and then catch her. The motion caused her head to flop straight back, leaving her staring up at the ceiling, and at the exact moment that happened, using expert timing, he said “Sleep!” in a commanding but soft tone, then helped her to steady herself where she stood. 
Klaire was completely focused on Trisha, unable to pull her gaze away as she moved closer still to Josh without realizing she was doing it. “Is…is she…?” she started to ask. 
Josh smiled. “Trisha, what did I do to you?” he asked calmly. 
“...hypno…tized me…” Trisha said in a very relaxed, calm voice. 
“And how do you feel now Trisha?” Josh asked, gently sliding a hand up Klaire’s back. To his great pleasure he was greeted by her moving even more closely to him, never once tearing her gaze away from Trisha. 
“Relaxed…” was Trisha’s only response. 
Josh glanced at Klaire as she leaned closer to him, watching Trisha all the while. “See…completely hypnotized.” he said with a smile. “What would you like to see her do?” He let the question hang in the air as he watched Klaire finally realize what he was asking. 
Klaire leaned in to Josh and looked up at him curiously. “What…can you make her do?” she asked. 
Josh simply smiled. “Anything. Anything at all, isn’t that right Trisha?” he asked. 
“...yes…” came Trisha’s almost calm reply. 
“Show me.” Klaire said, her voice husky with a hint of deviousness to it. “Make her do something embarrassing. Something she wouldn’t normally do.” 
Now Josh knew that under normal circumstances, you can’t make a person do something they “wouldn’t normally do.” But he knew Trisha very well, and knew that she would happily do whatever he asked, it was normal for her to do so at this point, but Klaire didn’t know that. “She’s the head of your sorority, isn’t she?” he asked Klaire. 
“My roommate’s sorority.” she corrected. “But yeah.” 
“She’s a woman of power, a woman of authority. Wouldn’t you say Klaire?” he continued, leading her to the answer he wanted her to give him. 
“I guess, yeah.” she admitted, arriving exactly where he wanted her to.
Josh smiled and moved a bit closer to Trisha. “Trisha, you're not in control now. Now…you are controlled, you are helpless. You are simply here to obey, simply here to do as you are told. Simply here to comply. Isn’t that right Trisha?” he said as confidently as he could. 
“... yesss!” came Trisha’s excited response. Josh could hear the tremor in her voice, a tremor that he felt run through Klaire as he rubbed his hand up and down her back softly. 
“Very good Trisha.” he said with a smile. “Kneel before us now Trisha…after all, you must obey, you must comply.” 
Klaire watched in awe as Trisha lowered herself down to her knees, with a soft “...yes…master…” She spread her knees apart on the floor and placed her hands palms up on her knees, tilting her head straight up with her lips parted ever so slightly, eyes completely relaxed, staring up at the ceiling helplessly. 
“Holy shit.” Klaire said, smiling and leaning closer to Josh as a shiver ran through her body. Her thoughts weren’t so much on what was being done to Trisha, but the realization that the same thing could be done…to her. The thought was both exciting and terrifying. She turned toward Josh to ask a question but instead found him staring down at her, a confident smile on his face. “Ohh...” she said, feeling embarrassed as she stared up at him. She was trying to think of something to say to break the silence, but nothing came to mind. All she could do was stare up into his eyes until he leaned in to kiss her. 
Josh felt her melt into the kiss, keeping it soft and romantic on purpose, and let it linger for just a bit before pulling back and smiling. “I’ve wanted to do that since I first saw you.” he said, ever the charmer. 
“Me too.” Klaire said, being equally flirtatious as she leaned in, whispering into his ear. “My roommate won’t be back for another four hours.” she trailed off, softly nibbling his ear for a second before leaning back and winking at him. She began to move towards the door, letting her hand slide along his arm until it reached his hand and then gave it a little tug.
Josh didn’t say a word, he simply started to move with her as quickly as he could. As he left the dorm room he closed the door behind him and wrapped his arm around Klaire, kissing her with a smile. Completely forgetting that Trisha was still helplessly hypnotized and on her knees, left to wake on her own…eventually. 

To be continued. 

Curious what might have happened had Klaire ended up hypnotized instead of just amorous? There is an alternate ending to this story that can be found here: Insurrection - N.C.U. - Part 3 - alt ending

Thanks to Sleepygirl for doing the editing for me.  

Thank you so much for taking the time to read this! If you have any comments I would love to hear them! You can follow more adventures at Spirals Nightclub! You can also find bonus content on my Patreon page!

Featuring: Klaire, Josh, Trisha

Monday, May 13, 2024

Hypnotist's Apprentice - Hypnosis Session Log

 

Hypnotist’s Apprentice - Hypnosis Session Log


Description: The girls find themselves as a rather cocky apprentice to a master hypnotist, wherever could go wrong with overestimating your abilities?


You can find the real hypnosis video made from this session here: Hypnotist’s Apprentice


Cover Image made by Heroine Art Ai


Sleepyhypno 12:34 AM

Alright, mandatory consent time.   do you blah blah blah... you know the drill


SleepyGirl 12:35 AM

salutes aye aye cap'n


Amazonian Princess 12:35 AM

Approved


Psyco Turnip 12:35 AM

Aye Sir!


[Hypnotist’s Note: They’re all smartasses… fortunately I have the means to deal with that]

[SleepyGirl Comment: No idea what you're talking about]