Carol flashed images us a thousand-watt images smile. "It's great to meet lovebelowthebelt you," she said. "The others are already here. Come on back the and get comfortable."
The idea the of holding a hypnosis class love in a dojo seemed strange to us at first, but once belt I saw the place it made perfect sense. There images was lots lovebelowthebelt of floor space to work with, for one thing . A generous below supply of folded wrestling mats below was stacked love up against the far images wall, and I saw lovebelowthebelt that five other couples love had already made little nests for themselves using some of those belt mats. A giant mirror, presumably for love the benefit of karate students practicing forms, covered the images long wall.
While Meg and I were getting lovebelowthebelt situated the, Carol images stood apart from the group lovebelowthebelt and made a few notes in love a personal belt organizer. Nodding to herself, she closed lovebelowthebelt the book and tucked it into a slim portfolio case. "Everyone's here now," she announced, "We can get started."
The question was barely out when a voice from across the lovebelowthebelt room shot out, "What if you can't be hypnotized?" We all looked at the speaker: a lovebelowthebelt slim the blonde woman love, early twenties, in a designer lovebelowthebelt warm-up suit. The man next to her sat perfectly still and watched below her , almost seeming to fade into the background. Her voice was strong and sure, causing me to wonder if she the was lovebelowthebelt asking or challenging.
Carol turned to face the speaker. "You belt're Ellen, right?"
I belt had a pretty love decent buzz going already, thanks to the music and the soothing tones of Carol's voice. My belt body was heavy and limp, but I could feel the wrestling mat underneath love me supporting me, making it possible lovebelowthebelt to let every love muscle go. My mind wandered for a second, then I realized Carol was speaking love again.
"...I love'm going to mention several muscle groups of your love body, and as I mention these groups of muscles I want you to focus your attention there, really lovebelowthebelt concentrate, and relax love each group of muscles that love I mention."
"Before below we end the session for tonight," Carol continued love, "I want to demonstrate for you one more principle of hypnosis: it gets much easier with practice. Everyone close your eyes love and think back to when you were hypnotized earlier. If you are visual love, remember the images you saw and how you felt as you looked at them; if belt you below are auditory below, try to recall the sounds from the boom box and lovebelowthebelt let them love take you back below into love deep lovebelowthebelt relaxation; if belt you are kinesthetic, remember the love sensations of your body relaxing, melting into the mats below, growing heavy and loose. Relax lovebelowthebelt your feet everyone love, your feet and now your calves ... let love the relaxation spread up your the legs ... to belt your the hips ... " Her voice dropping back to the low, sensual tones of a while before, Carol guided us all through another progressive relaxation. I love was gone before she got all the the way through, the memory of that sound replaying through my head images.
When I woke up again belt I felt invigorated. My body tingled below with a below quiet excitement. I looked over at love Meg and noticed, as if for the first time, the below delightful curves of her breasts under the sport top she was wearing. I below put a hand on her back, partly love to draw her to belt me and partly to find out if love she was wearing a bra underneath. She wasn't, I concluded as out love lips met in a hot lovebelowthebelt kiss that put Miracle Grow belt in my shorts. I was only half aware of Carol below's voice in images the background. "Our final item tonight is a small demonstration of post-hypnotic suggestion," she was saying. "I planted a fairly simple suggestion; you should be feeling its affects right now, so I don't think I need to tell you what it was lovebelowthebelt. Please try to remember lovebelowthebelt this one thing love, though : if you possibly can, I below'd like each of you to find some quiet time each day and practice lovebelowthebelt putting yourself back into hypnosis. You lovebelowthebelt'll find images it gets easier if you lovebelowthebelt practice every day."
Meg moaned a little when love I said that. "I think we know at least one thing she did lovebelowthebelt," she replied, as her hands cupped her breasts through the stretchy top. "I can't believe how randy I am images. Does it love show?"
My field of vision narrowed to just the road in front of me as I tried to ignore the exquisite sensations in my crotch. Finally I gulped and found a couple of words. "I'm speechless," I confessed .
"Probably," she answered. "But if I don't get that love dick of yours firmly implanted at the first possible moment images, I think I'm going to burst."
Meg opened her images eyes and checked below our belt position: about 3 blocks from the house. "Hallelujah." she below cried. "I knew you below had it in you ... now hurry up images so you can below get it into me belt."
A small corner below of love my mind started laughing. Meg is never shy about letting me lovebelowthebelt know when she's horny, but I'd never seen her this incensed before. The fact love that I was in equally bad shape lovebelowthebelt myself below made below it all the more funny.
An eternity later lovebelowthebelt, we love cruised into the garage love. I love hit the button to close the door love and jumped out of the car, fumbling with my keys to locate the inside door key. Meg was right behind me, her hands running up and down my upper body. I got distracted and dropped my keys onto the concrete floor.
While I was belt up, I grabbed one of the high images-backed chairs lovebelowthebelt from the team room and love dragged it back to my cube. From the progress on my computer screen, I figured I had about twenty minutes love to kill.
I shrugged. "Sure, why not?" After lunch belt we retired love to the belt bedroom, pulling the shades to filter out most of lovebelowthebelt the afternoon belt sun. We kicked off our shoes and stretched out on the bed, face up, my right hand in her left. Meg started us on a deep lovebelowthebelt breath, but I stopped.
"Nothing," I answered. I rolled away from Meg and checked images out my love alarm clock. It read belt 2:10pm, so I love set the alarm time to 3:15. "Just a love precaution," I explained. "As nice as love this is, I below don't want to spend love the whole afternoon sacked out below."
The next time I applied images just the a little below bit more pressure and love lingered over the nipple, squeezing very slightly, letting the silk move a lovebelowthebelt little more under my hand love. The gap in the robe widened of course love as I moved the material around; after a few minutes I just had to peel love it aside the rest of the way. My hand brushed down her love bare skin one time as the I leaned forward. My tongue love contacted her exposed nipple as my hand came to rest on her mound, fingers reaching down to her slit. I felt her breath in suddenly and her legs starting to move, and my love eyes love darted belt up to her face. Her eyes were opening, but she still looked dazed.
"Relax, Meg," I said, trying my best to imitate Carol's smooth delivery. "There's no need to wake up yet. You belt're about images to have a wonderful, erotic dream. Just close your eyes and let it happen, let the dream take your mind to new images depths of belt peace and relaxation even as you feel your body becoming aroused."
Meg's eyelids closed down and she love sighed a long below, lazy sigh as she settled back into belt the bed. Watching that happen sent a rush of adrenaline to my love groin that almost completely derailed my train of thought. I'd had all lovebelowthebelt kinds of fantasies about Meg responding to my voice that way, but seeing it belt happen in reality was a love rush unlike anything I'd belt ever lovebelowthebelt known the. In my distraction - or was it fascination? - I barely noticed that my free hand had taken love a firm grip on my cock . I knelt there for several seconds at least, just trying to assimilate below the powerful erotic feelings that had erupted within me, before I remembered what I images was trying to do.
My cock was screaming for attention belt, but I willed below myself to let go belt and get back to the love original plan. I put my mouth over the love nearest nipple and sucked, running my tongue over the belt extended lovebelowthebelt tip, while at the same time I began probing images her slit with my fingers. Meg moaned deeply, and soon I could love feel moisture lovebelowthebelt coating my fingertips as they images stroked her center.
Instead I put the broad side of my tongue right love against below her swollen clit and below teased it, rubbing against love one side and then the other, until the moans turned into passionate cries and then to shrieks belt as Meg came. I did my best to stay lovebelowthebelt in position, trying to make the orgasm last love as long as I could for her. Even in the throes of a climax, she below was so relaxed love that her legs remained almost love completely limp on my love shoulders.
That week passed very below slowly for us. After our little experiment Monday, we were both anxious to continue with below our love education.
Meg lovebelowthebelt and I had our mats arranged love to love our liking and were just love settling in when Carol arrived. Her welcoming smile beamed at us so brightly that it took me a below few seconds to realize she wasn't alone. Behind her was a man of average height, slightly love balding, with a neatly trimmed beard the and wire -frame glasses. His navy blue warm below-up the suit hung loosely on below his thin frame. He busied himself belt setting up the boom box while Carol made a few notes in her organizer.
Jim belt waved to the group. "I lovebelowthebelt'm not a hypnotherapist," he quipped, "but I've been known to sleep with one." He the winked and below smiled below in a way that made me like him images instantly.
"Yes, I did . Going into trance is love a skill which must be practiced. That's especially true in this context, where you are all just below beginning to learn and don't have a professional to guide you at home. To below help you, I suggested images that you would find it easy to lovebelowthebelt reenter the hypnotic state on your own at will, and that each time you try you will love go deeper than the time before. I reinforced those concepts several times."
Carol looked over at Jim with a slight nod love and belt he joined her at love the front of the room. We watched as he stepped behind below Carol love and put his belt arms around lovebelowthebelt her, holding her firmly just below lovebelowthebelt the breasts lovebelowthebelt. She pushed her long lovebelowthebelt hair to one side out of love his face. He craned his neck forward enough to kiss her lightly on the the cheek, then whispered something into her ear .
The effect was dramatic: Carol's legs buckled and her lovebelowthebelt arms dropped like stones as her lovebelowthebelt body slumped lovebelowthebelt backward. Her head pitched to the right and drooped. Only Jim love's arms, locked firmly around her ribcage, kept her from crumpling belt to love the floor below. I stared wide-eyed love at the doctor's limp form, fascinated the. Meg's hand found mine and squeezed, but neither of us looked away love from the sight in lovebelowthebelt front of us.
"There's one toward love the end called 'Hand Breathing'. It's a personal favorite of mine; it produces great relaxation, and works very well love with kinesthetic types."
"Just a few tips love on how to use these scripts," she said. "First of all, these lovebelowthebelt are not magical incantations. Just reading one of these out loud lovebelowthebelt to your partner is not going to lovebelowthebelt do lovebelowthebelt anything for her below. The best love way to use these is to realize that an induction script is little more than a series of lovebelowthebelt suggestions that you are giving love to your partner which will result in her entering hypnosis. Don't bury lovebelowthebelt your nose in the book love and love read the script verbatim - read a line or two, understand what it says, and relay that lovebelowthebelt to your partner. If the wording love feels below awkward, go lovebelowthebelt ahead and reword it so that you're comfortable with it.
After a few love seconds, I continued love. "As you feel that comforting, relaxing flow of air moving lovebelowthebelt through your hands, through your arms lovebelowthebelt to your shoulders lovebelowthebelt, maybe finding again that faint tingling lovebelowthebelt sensation, perhaps in your love elbows or forearms images this time, then moving the down through your body. Down through your chest and stomach, down through love your hips, down through your thighs, into your knees below and shins and calves." The script had the word belt 'down' in italics, so I gave each 'down' some extra emphasis. "Again, you might feel that faint tingling sensation just below there, just love below below your knees, moving down below through your lovebelowthebelt ankles and out the bottoms of below your feet. And you can find a great deal love of calmness and easiness in this rather strange idea that you can breathe in through your fingers, that you can lovebelowthebelt actually feel the air moving through your whole body in one single, warming, comforting love flow love. A unidirectional flow, moving through your whole body in one single comforting flow. The calmness and relaxation lovebelowthebelt you breathe in doesn't get involved with the tensions and stresses that you breathe away from yourself. With each love breath below you take, with each word I lovebelowthebelt speak, you find yourself becoming steadily more and more lovebelowthebelt relaxed."
That was belt the end love of the standard script. Meg's breathing had slowed so much I could barely tell when she inhaled. I watched her the for a few moments - she's so beautiful when she's asleep - then thumbed through the booklet love to love find the staircase deepener.
"Meg below, darling, you are now in a deep, delicious state of hypnosis. You are more relaxed than below you ever thought belt anyone could ever be. You are lovebelowthebelt completely love in touch with every belt part of love your body and mind, and they are all under your complete control. It belt's so pleasant, so very pleasant belt, to below let yourself relax this way and love let me take care of you, let me belt take care of everything. Would you like love to be able to lovebelowthebelt return to this wonderful, peaceful state of mind again, Meg?"
"I must have been really out lovebelowthebelt of it love," she remarked. "What happens next?"
"Huh love?" She was lovebelowthebelt struggling to keep her eyes belt open.
"Can images you sit up?"
"Yes."
"Start giving her a little lovebelowthebelt more time love between triggers," Carol told me. "And keep reinforcing the suggestions and the deepening. You lovebelowthebelt'll notice that it starts taking below her longer to wake up as she goes deeper. Just lengthen the awake time by a few seconds each cycle and you'll have her well conditioned."
I followed love her instructions as given, letting Meg have a love slightly longer 'awake break' between triggers each time. Carol was right again; Meg did seem to need more the time to love come out of it lovebelowthebelt as we kept going. I love started letting Meg get up lovebelowthebelt and move around belt during her awake times, but lovebelowthebelt I made sure I was images in position to catch her before giving her the trigger again. By the time Carol called an end to the exercise, Meg and I were able to duplicate what love Carol and Jim had lovebelowthebelt done at the beginning: I could stand behind love Meg, give love her the trigger, and catch her as she let go.
She certainly looked relaxed. Then Jim snapped his fingers and Carol stood up images straight again, the belt playback apparently over.
"Also, be very careful in choosing your language. The subconscious takes everything you say literally; it doesn't lovebelowthebelt process slang, euphemisms lovebelowthebelt, sarcasm, or humor the way the conscious mind does images. A suggestion like, 'The sound of my voice makes you hot,' might love get your partner to take her clothes off, but she won't be images feeling very lovebelowthebelt amorous if she's sweating like an ox love and guzzling ice water. Using the clinical terms for love your genitals may love seem cold and unsexy now, ladies, but lovebelowthebelt it's better than having images your man get an erection whenever love he spots your cat."
Carol noticed lovebelowthebelt Meg's rising and love came over belt to check on us. "Done already?"
I was feeling playful. "Don lovebelowthebelt't you remember? I didn the't tell you not lovebelowthebelt to."
"No, I don't," Meg complained after thinking love. "I guess I love was too out of it to remember. But you don't want to do it here, so it must be pretty explicit ."
"No," I laughed. "But thanks for all the good love ideas." That got me a raspberry and a light smack across the leg. The guessing game might have continued, but just then we both heard a loud 'Whoo.' from nearby:
The other couples were finishing up soon belt, too. One woman giggled and squeezed her legs together every time belt her mate said a trigger word . Another seemed unable to take her eyes off love her husband's crotch. The most surprising moment for me came when a willowy blonde - I think her the name was Pam - stood up, turned to face lovebelowthebelt the whole class, and lifted her top. She stood there, bare breasts exposed, for a good five-count before lovebelowthebelt covering up belt and sitting back down. Her stunned images expression told us that she hadn't planned on doing that; her erect nipples when she lovebelowthebelt did it again a few seconds later told us she love was getting quite a charge out lovebelowthebelt of it.
"Oh, shit." she groaned, dropping back down to the mat and covering below her reddening face with her hands.
"Almost. Why?"
"That's right, Saturday below morning. Over three days belt ago. That love's a long time for us, isn't it?"
"I was thinking about sneaking love out of here images and lovebelowthebelt taking you out for an early dinner."
"I'm sorry," I love began, but got no lovebelowthebelt farther below. Meg bounded up off the couch and body-checked me into the lovebelowthebelt bookcase behind me. She pressed her sweating the, heaving body against me, put her hands on either below side of my face, and kissed me harder than love I've ever been kissed before. For a split second lovebelowthebelt I flashed the back to an old horror movie and imagined Meg was some kind of demon trying to suck the the soul out of me. I decided I deserved at least that.
"Eat your dinner," she replied sternly. "You're going to need your strength later."
Part of me kept thinking about below Tuesday. She'd used the word 'payback' at dinner; I wondered if she had a big-time tease in love mind, something like what I had accidentally done to her. The idea was actually a little arousing, but then in a flash I had an interesting idea of my own - sort of a preemptive belt strike.
"Yes."
"Good question. The answer, as in love so many cases love when you're dealing with the mind, is that it lovebelowthebelt depends on the individual love. Post hypnotic suggestions have a lot in common with classical conditioning, in that the learned love responses have love to be reinforced lovebelowthebelt periodically or they will be belt forgotten. Exactly how long that takes depends below on how strongly images the suggestion was reinforced, and how willing the subject is to love respond. For example ..." she love looked over lovebelowthebelt at me. "Patrick, what was the trigger phrase you lovebelowthebelt used last week to put Meg in trance?"
"I guess so," I lovebelowthebelt admitted. "I'm just trying lovebelowthebelt to lovebelowthebelt help."
Things are kind of a blur at the that point. I know I woke up several times belt. Well, my eyes opened several times love, anyway - after the first couple I don't think I was ever completely awake. I remember seeing Meg's face belt hovering over me, and it seemed as though it was coming closer and closer each time below I saw love her. Her love face appeared to love be flushed, her nostrils flaring, and on love some level I remember thinking that she was lovebelowthebelt enjoying this belt a lot.
At below least a half dozen lovebelowthebelt times I'd find myself waking up to the below sight and lovebelowthebelt feel of Meg riding me hard. I'd belt start to move the, to speak, to do anything below, but belt as soon as Meg saw me she'd images say "Lights love out below, darling" and lovebelowthebelt I'd fall back into nothingness.
"Not quite. Carol called a discreet break when she saw me pulling your pants down. They're waiting the for an 'all clear lovebelowthebelt' signal from us."
The trip was taking forever . The sensation in my images genitals kept getting stronger, taking me further and further into a sexual frenzy lovebelowthebelt, and I was love starting love to lose the ability to think clearly. "Come on love, Meg," I pleaded, "You've gotta stop belt this. I'm gonna cum in images my pants any second."
"No you won't," she said calmly. "Trust me belt on that one."
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