Nipple Play Time for You
Nexis Pas
Copyright 2008 by the author (Please send comments to nexispas@yahoo.co.uk)
`Another glass of wine?' David's eyebrows rose in a question mark.
`Purple butterflies.'
Even before I had finished saying the trigger, David's eyelids began fluttering, rapidly opening and closing three or four times before settling firmly shut. His body froze in place. He had just bent over to pick the wine bottle up from the table. His right arm remained stretched out to grasp it, his hand and fingers curved in an arc mimicking the shape of the bottle. All expression drained from his face, as he breathed slowly and evenly. I could almost see the control rods entering his body and mind. That's how I think of his reaction to this trigger, the one I have installed in him to initiate trances. It's like the control rods on an atomic reactor that dampen and slow the reaction. That's what happens to David. My control rods enter him and dampen and slow his mind and will as my control replaces them and takes over.
`Purple butterflies.' Whenever David hears this trigger, he becomes my puppet, and I become the puppeteer holding the strings and wires fastened to his body. He comes under my control. My puppet, floating there in a sea of mindless oblivion, entranced and obedient-to a point. It will take several more weeks, perhaps months, to entice him further along the path he has been travelling until he has forgotten what it was like to be free of my control, to make obedience to me the most natural act in the world for him, to make him unable even to conceive of disobedience.
I've already spent five months training him. When I brought him back to full waking consciousness after I hypnotized him the first time--`Try it. It's just for fun, to spice things up a bit'--he told me that he found it very erotic to be tranced. Of course, he did. While he was under, I had told him that he found trances incredibly erotic. The post- hypnotic suggestion had worked. That's when I knew I could make it happen, make him into my puppet. That was the first test. And I have made sure that his trances have been incredibly erotic. I've been very patient, leading him step by step, using physical pleasures to entice him to give up a bit more control to me each time. A series of minute, gradual surrenders. He hasn't even noticed the progression, it's been so subtle. And now there's not much he can do about it. He doesn't want to resist. He cannot deny himself the pleasures that obedience and surrender and submission bring him.
`Undress.'
David straightened up and began removing his clothes. Today I plan to take David's training a bit further. I will use the Nipple Play Time for You' trigger for this session. It's proved to be the best trigger for the deep training sessions. David responds so well to it. Even before I began hypnotizing David, he had sensitive nipples, and it excited him so much when anyone played with them. Play with my nipples,' he once told me, and I will do anything for you.' And how accurate his statement has proved to be--more, much more, accurate than David anticipated when he guilelessly volunteered the key to his mind and body and let me unlock them. Of course, at the time he was really only inviting me to play with his nipples. He didn't suspect how I would use that piece of information. I will do anything for you.' Well, at that moment I doubt that he would have done `anything' for me. But he soon will.
Making his nipples even more sensitive was my initial ploy to entice him to try hypnosis. Once I convinced him that he could, through self-hypnosis,' experience even more pleasure from having his nipples stroked and played with, he entered into my scheme with enthusiasm. Of course, he didn't suspect I might have ulterior motives in helping' him heighten his pleasures. Drop by drop, his growing desire for the increasing delights to be had through mental manipulation fuelled first a dependence on my skills as a hypnotist and then an addiction to hypnosis, an addiction I created slowly. Now nothing gives David more pleasure than hypnosis, and he has to have this pleasure. He craves hypnosis. He wants it with his entire mind and body. If I denied it to him, he would feel quite real pain. He would beg me to put him under. But he doesn't need to beg--yet.
Open your eyes. You see nothing but what I tell you to see. You hear nothing but what I say to you.' David stared straight ahead, his eyes open but registering nothing. Stand in front of the mirror.' At my command, he turned toward me, toward the full-length mirror he thought he had mounted on one wall of his living room. No one can see the mirror but David, and he can see it only when I tell him to see it. He does not even remember the mirror exists until I order him to look into it. He stood facing me, about five feet in front of me.
`Look at your body. It is very beautiful. You like to look at your body. It gives you great pleasure to watch yourself in the mirror.' As always, I repeated these statements several times, my voice soft and nonthreatening, gentle suggestions entering David's mind. David's eyes focused on the mirror, as an image of his body appeared in front of him.
`Nipple play time for you. Look at your nipples. They are very beautiful nipples. They are the most beautiful objects in the world right now. You like to look at them. You can't take your eyes off them. It gives you great pleasure to focus on your nipples, to focus all your thoughts on your nipples.' David's eyes brightened as they moved to focus on a spot about chest height a few feet away. He unconsciously drew himself up a bit and thrust his chest forward, clasping his hands behind his back and displaying his body, making it accessible. He didn't know why, but many months of hypnotic training had conditioned him to anticipate torrents of bliss from that simple trigger. His body quivered, and his nipples contracted, forming small, hard peaks as the aureoles tightened.
I spoke slowly, lowering the pitch of my voice. `Relax. Your mind is calm. Your mind is receptive. Just listen to my voice. Listen to my voice and let it guide you. Listen to my voice and relax. Listen to my voice and open yourself to what I say.' David's body relaxed into submission, his mind held rigidly focused by my training.
`Nipple play time for you. Your nipples are very sensitive now. Even more sensitive than the last time. Each time you go into a trance, your nipples grow more and more sensitive. Each time you submit, your nipples grow more and more sensitive. Each time you obey, your nipples grow more and more sensitive. It feels so good when I touch your nipples. No one else can make you feel this good. It feels so good when I suck on your nipples. No one else can make you feel this good. Your nipples are so sensitive to my touch. Your nipples are so sensitive to my lips.
`Nipple play time for you. Look at yourself in the mirror. You see me standing behind you. I reach my arms around you and touch your nipples with the tips of my fingers. That feels so good. Just the slightest touch of my fingers on your nipples makes you feel so incredibly good. Little ripples of pleasure spread out from your nipples as I touch you. Look into the mirror. Watch my fingers as they stroke your nipples. It feels so good when I touch you. It arouses you when I touch you like this. Your cock becomes hard and rigid when I stroke your nipples.
`Nipple play time for you. Look into the mirror. Watch my hands as I squeeze each of your nipples between my thumbs and index fingers. Watch my fingers as they close around your nipples and gently squeeze them. It feels so good. It feels twice as good as before. Each time I squeeze, the pleasure doubles. Each time I squeeze, you feel twice as aroused. Each time I slowly squeeze your nipples and then release them, your cock becomes twice and hard and rigid as before.'
David's eyes closed as his head tilted back in ecstasy. A deep moan rose from his chest. His body rose up as he arched his feet. He shuddered as my words took him deeper and deeper into a great sea of pleasure, all of the actions I was describing occurring only in his mind.
`Nipple play time for you. Look into the mirror. Watch me as I suck on your nipples. First the left one, and then the right one. Watch my tongue as it licks your nipples. Watch my lips as they close around each nipple and suck it into my mouth. Feel me pull the nipple between my front teeth, just grazing them with my teeth. Each time I suck on your nipples, the pleasure doubles. Each time I suck on your nipples, you feel twice as aroused. Each time I suck on your nipples, your cock becomes twice and hard and rigid as before.'
David's body bowed backward. His breathing became harsh and ragged. His moans grew louder and stretched out longer. His body vibrated as it surrendered to my words. His cock rose up at a sharp angle. It pulsated with the pleasures coursing through his body, jerking upward with each imagined caress, each imagined pinch, each imagined kiss, of his nipples.
`Nipple play time for you. You are so aroused. You have never been as aroused as this in your entire life. You are on the brink of orgasm. Your cum is ready to shoot from your cock. But you cannot cum. You cannot cum. You cannot cum. You will cum only when I tell you to cum. You will cum only when you surrender completely and totally to me. You will cum only when you submit completely and totally to me. You will cum only when you are ready to obey me completely and totally. You want to cum. Your entire body aches with your desire to cum. You want to cum. You want it more than you have ever wanted anything in your life. You want to cum. But you cannot. You will cum only when you surrender completely and totally to me. You will cum only when you submit completely and totally to me. You will cum only when you are ready to obey me completely and totally.'
David's body shuddered as a fit of contractions surged through him. His entire being was focused on cumming. The muscles in his abdomen spasmed as they fought to release his orgasm. His buttocks tightened and clenched. His thigh muscles bunched with the force of his desire.
`Nipple play time for you. Surrender. Submit. Obey.'
David screamed. `Surrender. Submit. Obey.' The words tumbled from his lips as his back arched and he thrust his cock forward as it exploded with blast after blast of cum.
I waited until his orgasm subsided. `Purple butterflies. You hear and you obey. You surrender. You submit. You obey. Relax. Just relax now. When you awaken, your conscious mind will remember nothing of what has happened. Your conscious mind will not remember that I exist. But your unconscious mind will remember. It will remember the pleasures that only I can bring you. You will surrender even more now. You will submit even more. You will obey me even more. When I speak to you, you become my mindless, will-less puppet.'
David's body relaxed again. His posture deflated, and a blank look spread over his face. I stood up and walked around him. I picked up my coat and put it on. As I reached the door, I spoke for the final time. `Wake up now. Wake up now.' I said the final word as I closed the door behind me.
David's training is proceeding well. I am quite pleased with my progress. I have so many plans for this new puppet of mine.