Many who know me well, know that I am pagan and that I do not celebrate traditional commercial holidays. But there is one tradition I enjoy… celebrate with me!
Hypnosis, in the genre we find ourselves, is not about forcing anyone to do anything against their will but we tend to push that limit now don’t we? We use techniques to help the subject reach a state of awareness where you may change your perception, your emotional state or get closer to whatever goal you have chosen to reach. All of this should be discussed beforehand with your hypnotist.
“A love type..love potion” He said lamely, not liking to be the butt of some joke. “You mean there are different types?” She chuckled softly under her breath. An evil sound that could make neck hairs stand up on end, and arouse other parts as well. “Of Course. Just as there are many different types of love. There are many different potions to bring it about” She leaned forward in her chair, nailing him with her dark blue hypnotic eyes.
He was so overwhelmed by the sensations, by Bridget’s words and naked beauty and raw animal sexual scent, that it didn’t seem to be really happening to him. His body was on auto-pilot, acting and responding without his direction. Falling now into the embrace of her arms and legs, so that to sight and sound and smell was added the enveloping sensation of touch, of her soft, smooth, warmth surrounding him.