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Dominate Your Gay Hypno Slave - Deeper Inside

In the heart of our long for exists a nature pulsating with opportunity for exploration and penetration. In this place, words wield the power to awaken craving through the sheer coerce of suggestion. Or rather, command. A prime example? The art of Erotic Hypnosis.

Table of Contents-

  1. Diving into the Depths: The Erotic Gay Slave Hypnosis Phenomenon

  2. The Seductively Erotic Society Of Male Hypno

  3. Mastery of Hypnosis: Embracing Hypnokink 101

  4. The Intersection: Pleasure and Power, Power & Submission

  5. The Erotic Odyssey: Bondage Hypnosis

  6. Navigating BDSM Hypnosis: A Journey Beyond the Physical

  7. Harnessing Dominance and Submission: A Boogie of Power

  8. Embracing Submission Hypnosis

  9. Revel in the Sensual Prism of Homosexual Hypno

  10. Practical Strategies: Harnessing Power, Weaving Magic with Words

  11. Concluding Thoughts: Awakening Your Erotic Potential

Diving into the Depths: The Erotic Queer Slave Hypnosis Phenomenon

Delving into the history of hypnosis takes us on a wild ride all the way support to ancient Egypt, where sleep temples served as the earliest known evidence of hypnotic exercise. Fast forwa

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Gay Hypno Stories - Benjamin’s Enslavement

I met Benjamin online.

I was 27 and he was 31.

Such a sexy bearded guy. He had confidence, he wanted to aim hypnosis. 

He needed to RELAX. He needed to SUBMIT. 

We chatted on some dating cam website and then went to Skype. 

Benjamin was fascinating by my ability to hypnotize. He wanted to seek . He wanted to RELAX. 

He said he liked my voice. I told him it was just the beginning. 

We did some tests and he seemed pretty receptive. His fingers were so attracted one to each other, they became glue. He was surprised how quick it worked on him. We wanted more. The NEED was there. 

Benjamin confessed me he was sometimes submissive. He enjoyed losing control, submit to more charismatic and powerful men than him. Being on his knees, sucking cock, licking feet, obeying : that made him so hard. But he said he just did that “times to times”. Being a slave was a fantasy but not his reality. 

We went DEEPER. A drawn-out session of one hour. Benjamin did well, he was such a GOOD BOY. I think of that before starting this he told me I was endearing but maybe “not alpha enough” for him. I laughed. 

That first diurnal of hypnosis, Benja

His House, His Bitch

I had just come back from a hard shift at work when I noticed my front door was unlocked and cracked expose . I stepped inside and immediately noticed a high, lean guy in a shiny tracksuit lounging on a chair in front of my TV. He played on my PlayStation casually, as if he owned the place. “Who are you?” I asked and received no response.

“Get out of my house before I name the police,” I threatened.

“Shut up already,” he barked at me, which caused me to do so. I didn’t know why, but I didn’t desire to shout at him anymore. I was just about to reach into my pocket to drag out my phone when he said, “Don’t travel. You don’t want to move until I say you to,” and I stopped. He was right. I didn’t want to. I had never wanted to move until he told me to. It was weird for him to mention that reality now, though.

He finally turned away from the TV to face me. His gaze showed that he saw me as nothing but an inconvenience. “Since you want to yap your tongue so horrible, go ahead and unsoiled my kicks with them.” I hated this guy so much. Like hell, I was going to lick his disgusting shoes, yet my body disagreed. I could only internally panic as my body knelt in front of him, my