Announcing Our Charmed 2018 GoFundMe!

October 15, 2017

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Charmed is coming back to Baltimore this January 12-15, and we’d really like to try to get there. It’s a very well-run con, and we feel it models good practices and deserves the support of the community, but unfortunately we’re still not in a position where we can fund our own trip on the basis of my Patreon earnings. So we (“we” in this case being Lady Ru’etha and myself) are offering our creative talents at a reduced and special rate with the specific goal of getting us to Baltimore in three months’ time.

We’re not asking for charity–anything you put into this GoFundMe will be compensated with stories, audiobooks, MP3s, and even live sessions, as well as giving us a chance to present the con to those who can’t be there to the fullest degree allowed without violating the privacy of the attendees. (In other words, no pictures and no liveblogging without permission.) We were told that the live-tweets and recaps were very useful, both to those who missed attending a panel and those who wanted the presentation collected, and we hope that we can provide that same service this year.

Even so, I know that some people will look at this campaign, at these rewards, and at crowdfunding in general as a way of simply asking for money. It’s a little disheartening, to be honest; it’s one thing to know that creative labor is always devalued by some people who want to justify getting something for free when they’re not required to pay for it, but it’s entirely another to watch someone read your work every day and every week and say, “Nah. That’s not worth my money. It’s good enough to accept for free, though.” But I’m hoping that those people represent a minority of my readers.

I already know from Patreon that there are people who do value the work I put into writing, and I can’t think you all enough for your support. I’m hoping there are some people out there who may not be able to make a regular contribution but who see something they like on the GoFundMe and want to chip in. And if you can’t, then I’m at least hoping you can signal boost the campaign to other kinky folk; signal boosting is its own form of support, and it means a lot to me too.

In short, thanks to everyone who can help out, even if it’s just by wishing us well. (But if you give us money, you’ll get cool hypnoswag.)

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Early Bird Sneak Peek: “Remember to Remember”!

October 12, 2017

Hi all! It’s time for another Early Bird Sneak Peek, where I share a glimpse at the story my lucky Early Bird patrons will be enjoying next Saturday thanks to their pledges at my Patreon page! Of course, if you’re not an Early Bird patron, you’ll still get a story next week–“Xenophilia”, teased previously as an Early Bird story, has already been submitted to the EMCSA. But the Early Bird patrons will be getting “Remember to Remember” (MC MF MD)!

Judy can’t help but feel a little bit awkward–she knew showed up to the conference room unprepared, but she didn’t expect to have forgotten an entire previous meeting! Luckily, Lin is very understanding. He’s happy to explain to her how a little forgetfulness is perfectly natural. Here’s a taste:

Judy smiled widely, the over-bright smile of someone suddenly thrown into panic mode. “Um, where we left off, I…” She opened up her organizer. It was hopelessly disorganized. “Well, it’s just that I thought this was a preliminary planning meeting.” She flipped through the stacks of dog-eared paper, but saw nothing that reminded her of any previous meetings with Lin, planning or otherwise.

“Post-preliminary,” Lin corrected calmly. He didn’t seem surprised by her ‘blonde moment’, but he didn’t seem particularly upset, either; probably Lin’s world was a constant parade of people not quite as capable as he was and he just did his best to bring them all along. “You don’t remember our previous meeting?”

Judy stared at him for a long moment without saying anything, until she realized that she had just been sitting there staring at him for a long moment without saying anything. “Well,” she said, aware that it wasn’t a strong start to her statement. But she didn’t remember any previous one-on-one meetings with Lin. She didn’t even remember what they were planning. She surreptitiously pinched herself under the table, just to make sure that this wasn’t an anxiety dream that she didn’t realize she was having.

Nope. Real. “I, um…well, it’s sort of…I thought we…” Judy frantically tried to come up with a strategy for at least bluffing her way through the next few minutes until she could get up to speed, but she was uncomfortably aware that she had spent about thirty seconds staring at Lin like a deer in the headlights and a further forty-five seconds stammering like an idiot. It was safe to say her options for verbal maneuvering were limited at this point. “Sorry,” she said, feeling utterly humiliated. “I’m drawing a blank.”

Hope you enjoy it!

The Hopefully Last Word on WEEHU

October 8, 2017

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As you already know if you’re a regular to my blog, a few weeks ago I said it looked pretty certain that I was going to be going to WEEHU. If you’re someone who follows my blog but not my Tumblr, this is the point where I officially state that this is no longer the case. My invitation to present (along with Lady Ru’etha’s) has been revoked. I’m going to quickly sum up events with links to the Tumblr posts in question, because while I love Tumblr for a lot of things, going back through archived posts ain’t one of them and I think this may be relevant in a year or so when WEEHU starts trying to drum up presenters again.

The long and short of it is, after our classes were accepted and the final schedule was sent out, I saw that Doctor Headcrash was on the schedule presenting three classes. For those of you unfamiliar with Doctor Headcrash, a couple of people have come forward with a description of his behavior at conventions here. These accounts, along with some others by people who were not willing to make their stories public, have led him to be banned from attending Entranced and NEEHU, and banned from presenting at Charmed (which amounts to a de facto attendance ban, because Headcrash doesn’t attend cons he can’t present at).

I was tangentially aware of this, because even when I was only lightly connected to the scene there’s just some stuff you hear, but I had no idea that he was so tightly linked to WEEHU that he would still be allowed to present even after everything that happened. (I’ve since learned that he’s the primary financial backer of the con, and that most of the board is composed of people with close personal ties to him.) The idea of being on a schedule with him upset both Lady Ru’etha and myself, and we decided to jointly make a public statement to the effect that our attendance was conditional on his not presenting. He should not be held up as an authority figure to any degree and in any capacity, given his history within the community.

The response from Panavatar, the person who extended our invitation to present, was simply a Tumblr post stating that anyone who needed to talk to her about anything could always email her privately. Lady Ru’etha and I replied to that post with an explanation of our reasons for not wanting to take the conversation private. Panavatar attempted to reply by email with an attempt to take the conversation private, but we made it clear that a public discussion was the only discussion to be had.

At that point, Panavatar released a second statement releasing us from our presentation and attendance obligations. (The link also contains my acknowledgment of that statement.) I’d like to take a moment to look at one particular paragraph in that statement a little closer, before I finally close the book on all this, because it’s genuinely chilling to me. Let’s get this directly quoted from Panavatar, shall we?

“WEEHU has clear standards for behavior at our event, which apply equally to all who attend. Our approach to people who have made mistakes or are in conflict is one of restorative pathways forward, where the parties involved are supported in their efforts to learn and do better in future. Providing we continue to see good-faith effort to engage in our process, those individuals continue to be welcome as attendees.”

So the first thing you can take away is that this comment, in the context of discussing Headcrash, is pretty much an admission that the complaints about him are true. This is not a defense of his innocence, this is a justification of his continued association with the con in light of his guilt. Which, on the one hand, I’m glad to see that we have moved past the “denial” stage, but at this point I really don’t want to hear anyone saying that Headcrash has done nothing wrong anymore. Even his partner isn’t willing to defend him openly.

The second thing you can take away is that while she’s not willing to defend his innocence, she’s certainly willing to minimize his guilt. Look at that phrase, “Our approach to people who have made mistakes or are in conflict…” I want you to imagine for a moment hearing that in response to a sexual assault complaint made by you, or a loved one. Imagine hearing, “Oh, yes, that person did make a mistake. They’re definitely in conflict with the other attendees.” How likely would you find it that the con really had your safety at heart?

And the back half of the sentence isn’t much better. “…is one of restorative pathways forward, where the parties involved are supported in their efforts to learn and do better in the future.” Setting aside the horrible victim-blaming inherent in lumping Headcrash and his victims together as “the parties involved” (again, this whole statement becomes instantly terrifying the moment you remember that it is in the context of a specific person and incident, not simply a bland word-mush assembled to provide plausible deniability for an organization)… this is basically a statement that could not make it clearer that there is still a place for harassers, assaulters, and other victimizers at WEEHU so long as they at least seem to be trying to do better.

This is something I’ve heard elsewhere as well, in slightly less horrifying circumstances, that we have to try to give people a path back to the community because everyone deserves a second chance and it would be terrible to force these people out of the hypnokink scene forever. And while I’m not going to say that I don’t understand that impulse, I want to make something very clear. When you allow the victimizer to stay in the community, you are forcing the victim out. Not literally–nobody’s pointing a finger at them and saying, “You are not welcome”–but you are forcing them to make a choice between leaving the scene and being around a constant, living reminder of their traumatic experience. To most people, that is forcing them out. If that doesn’t change your mind, then it doesn’t, but I don’t think anyone should be ignorant of the dynamics of that choice.

The last sentence, of course, is merely a reiteration of WEEHU’s stance that “To have murdered so many people in such a short space of time is really awful, and I really am very, very, very sorry that I did it” is just fine as far as they’re concerned, along with a contradiction of the actions they’ve taken in the statement justifying the actions that they’ve taken. Because of course, Headcrash isn’t simply “welcome as an attendee”. He’s being presented as an authority in the field, one whose actions are to be emulated if not imitated. Far from being someone on a “restorative pathway”, he’s being held up as an exemplar of conduct for others to follow.

And that’s why I can’t see myself returning to WEEHU, and why I would recommend anyone take a long hard look at the con before they go back. Because I strongly suspect that as far as the organizers are concerned…he kind of is.

Early Bird Sneak Peek: “The Kidnap Show”!

October 5, 2017

Hi all! It’s time for another Early Bird Sneak Peek, where I share a glimpse at the story my lucky Early Bird patrons will be enjoying next Saturday thanks to their pledges at my Patreon page! Of course, if you’re not an Early Bird patron, you’ll still get a story next week–“Five-Finger Discount”, teased previously as an Early Bird story, has already been submitted to the EMCSA. But the Early Bird patrons will be getting “The Kidnap Show” (MC MF MD)!

Lexi’s friend Madison told her about the craziest show on public access television. It’s on in the middle of the night, and it features…well, Madison didn’t explain that part. She just said Lexi had to see it to believe it. Lexi’s awake to see it. And she’s going to find that she can’t not believe it. Here’s a taste:

Lexi had just gotten to the point where she had convinced herself that she was ‘resting her eyes’ waiting for the show to start when the sound of blaring organ music startled her into wakefulness. She blinked rapidly to refocus her gaze on the television, and saw a logo of stark white letters on a background that was a swirling spiral of dark gray on darker gray. ‘THE KIDNAP SHOW’, it read. The organ music ratcheted up in its intensity until Lexi half-expected the logo to cut away to an undead Vincent Price frantically hammering away at the keyboard.

Instead, it cut away (well, almost cut away–hilariously, the logo didn’t quite fade out properly, instead faintly showing like a watermark on the screen) to a young man in his mid-twenties, wearing a white shirt with ruffled sleeves that hadn’t been popular since Beau Brummel and dark pants. He was glaring at the camera with what was presumably supposed to be smoldering intensity, but a couple of things kept him from pulling it off. First, he had a skinny neck with a prominent adam’s apple, a nose that could charitably be called Roman but which would more accurately be termed as parrot-like, ears that stuck out almost ninety degrees from his head, and a frizzy mop of hair, all of which distracted from his eyes pretty thoroughly.

Secondly, the camera clearly wasn’t where he thought it was, so his smoldering gaze was directed just a little bit to the left and it made him look more like he was really really irritated with his floor manager for not getting the spiral to go away like it was supposed to. Lexi was already choking down great snorts of laughter.

Hope you enjoy it!

Liner Notes for September 2017

October 5, 2017

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I didn’t get to my blog entry on Sunday as I usually do because of a bad head cold that left me with just enough spoons to do my daily captions and embroil myself in some convention drama that I may describe in more detail in this weekend’s post (I’m trying to get a resolution before I say anything more here, but if you follow my Tumblr page, you already know about it). But I don’t want to cheat you out of a blog post, so let’s get around to talking about last month’s stories, shall we?

More Than a Feeling: I’ve had this one in mind for a while; every time I heard this song on the radio, I found myself thinking about what it meant for something to be “more than a feeling”. I eventually settled around the idea of a powerful, mystical intuition that was irresistible, which meant I was in superhero territory, and I came up with a hero who would rely on that. And naturally, if it’s a mind control story, her intuition has to get “hacked” by a supervillain, and naturally, if you’re hacking the cosmic forces of good, it’s going to hack right back. It was one of those ideas that seemed to flow pretty nicely once I sat down and wrote it.

Notepad: This one was inspired by some of the people I’ve followed on Tumblr; there are some very nice folks out there who are pretty adventurous when it comes to hypnosis play with strangers, and who consider hypnotic amnesia to be a desirable effect of that kind of play. To them, part of the heat is waking up with no real memory of what happened beyond the post-coital bliss. I took that central idea and combined it with the title to create a story of a woman who uses automatic writing as both a safety feature and a memento, and then added a little subversion because fantasy mind control is a place where being less in control than you think you are is hot and not scary.

Vacant Moan: When I saw this title, I actually bounced around quite a bit on the idea. At first, it was going to be a husband watching a video of his wife being hypnotized and enslaved by a lesbian hypno-domme, and his gradual realization that he’s not okay with unethtically-sourced threesomes because he’s a creepy voyeur but because he’s been brainwashed by repeated viewings of the tape. I reserve the right to go back to that idea at some point, but I decided I wanted something more intimate for this story. I wanted the voyeur to be watching the brainwashing live and in person, and for there to be an element of unrequited desire to it. Hence the phone calls and the sexual orientations of the characters. But again, I preserved the idea that in the end, it’s brainwashing keeping the central character from stepping in.

(Oh, and it’s set in Hawaii with a native Hawaiian character because representation.)

Free Coffee: This one was pretty simple–I saw the title “Free Coffee”, and I figured that anyone giving away free coffee in one of my stories would be spiking it with hypno-drugs. Which led to the idea of a cafe that drugged and kidnapped people with free samples of their coffee, then sold them into slavery. And since all that sounded a bit bleak, I decided to give the main character just enough of a connection to the world that the Sinister Mind Controller decided she was too much trouble to kidnap and simply turned her into a sexual submissive. Which is much more fun.

Quill Pen Feather: This one was an elaboration of some trance imagery I’d used in play; I went to pens and writing because it was a concept that lent itself well to this particular hypnotic session (he says, eliding over a number of details). I decided to write it out and record it for personal use, and with permission I posted the written version. You’re probably not likely to hear the recording; it was personalized a bit, and I think it’s best in the hands of the person it was intended for.

And that’s all for this month; join me on Sunday for another blog post (and very shortly for another Sneak Peek) and next month for another Liner Notes!

Early Bird Sneak Peek: “Tunnel Vision”!

September 28, 2017

Hi all! It’s time for another Early Bird Sneak Peek, where I share a glimpse at the story my lucky Early Bird patrons will be enjoying next Saturday thanks to their pledges at my Patreon page! Of course, if you’re not an Early Bird patron, you’ll still get a story next week–“Quill Pen Feather”, teased previously as an Early Bird story, has already been submitted to the EMCSA. But the Early Bird patrons will be getting “Tunnel Vision” (MC MF MD)!

Jessica’s off in ‘gamer trance’ at the moment, playing a puzzle game that’s occupying every ounce of her attention. Which means that she doesn’t even notice what Luke is saying to her. Or doing to her. Here’s a taste:

It was so easy to play when she felt like this. Every piece seemed to fit perfectly, every row seemed to clear away almost as soon as it built up, and Jessica felt like she could just keep going forever. Like she couldn’t lose, like she couldn’t even stop. Nothing mattered but the game. Luke said something to her, and she knew she responded to him, but a few seconds later she couldn’t even remember what they said to each other. It probably wasn’t important. Luke knew better than to try to have an important conversation with her while she was in her ‘gamer trance’.

She dropped three pieces in short succession, clearing another three rows at once and earning her another one of those little starburst sensations of pure pleasure. Jessica was glad she’d remembered to put a towel down this time; it was kind of embarrassing when friends came over to visit and she had to hide the damp spot on the couch with a blanket. They probably wouldn’t understand how satisfying it was to get that perfect clear, erasing four whole rows of distracting thought with a single piece.

Hope you enjoy it!

Is It Hypnosis? – Part Five

September 24, 2017

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It’s been a while since I’ve visited this topic, so as a refresher–we’re going back through my old stories that feature ostensibly realistic hypnosis to examine just how believable it is (and, not incidentally, how ethically acceptable it is). Let’s look at another batch, shall we?

Hysteria: This may not be precisely realistic, but it does draw on a lot of facts about the history of women’s medicine and of hypnosis. “Hysteria” was considered, in the Victorian era, to be an emotional ailment affecting women, with symptoms of lethargy and “melancholy”; the cure for it was literally stimulation of a woman’s genitals to orgasm. This wasn’t considered to be a sexual act; it was a medicinal treatment, like getting a massage to work out the tension in sore muscles. You just went to the doctor, he finger-banged you (or, thanks to the miracles of modern medicine, pressed a vibrator to your clit) until you came, then you got dressed and went home. Because the Victorians were weird and fucked-up about sex.

And Mesmer, in his original experiments with “animal magnetism” that form the foundation for research into hypnosis, did manipulate the animal magnetism by stroking the skin with his fingers. And yes, the women he manipulated in this fashion were naked, and yes, they did frequently experience great pleasure from this act. (And again, it wasn’t viewed as sex. Sex was penis-in-vagina until the guy came. This was SCIENCE!) So while the specific details might be a little shaky, this one is actually pretty darned good about a lot of not just the way hypnosis works in general, but the way it might have been used in that specific context. Especially by an obvious quack like Faschen.

Always Something There to Remind Me: This one is another one of those where the answer is “probably not, but it’s ultimately untestable without doing waaaaaaay too much unethical stuff so we’re never going to know.” The main character, Jay, has admittedly been under Mathilda’s control for long enough (a full year, at least as far as he knows within the context of the story) to be very susceptible to a lot of complex suggestions; certainly, it’s not out of the question that he could legitimately be experiencing triggered hallucinations and implanted memories. (Which gets into the unreliable narrator question–we only know he ever even tried to resist because he remembers trying to resist, but the whole thing could be an elaborate CNC fantasy.)

Again, I don’t know how much a metric fuckton of hypnosis over a long and sustained period could do to permanently alter your personality against your wishes, because that’s not something I have tried, will try, or want anyone to try. It is possible that something like what Jay believes happened to him could be achieved; I don’t think it’s likely, because everything I know about hypnosis says that the more someone pushes you to do things you really don’t want to do, the less you trust them and the less well the suggestions will take, but I don’t know. And I’m not going to find out.

Love in an Elevator: This one is…not necessarily plausible, but certainly possible. It’s unlikely you’d run into this situation, but Naomi could absolutely have a hypnosis trigger that is locked to “anyone but her”, and she could wind up being docile and horny with no critical judgment regarding sexual activity when it was used, specifically as one of the intended effects. Her explanation of the trigger certainly seems to indicate that it was explicitly sexual, that it was consensual, and that the effects of the trigger were “working as intended” when Dan used it. (Hopefully her ex gave her the option to remove the trigger when they broke up, but it’s possible that the break-up was of a nature that she no longer trusted him to hypnotize her. Or maybe she just decided to keep it. Always remember that it’s the subject’s choice to keep any triggers and lock them any way they choose.)

It’s probably not the wisest thing to do; even if you have a fetish for public play, for promiscuity triggers, and for basically everything Naomi gets out of this, it’s probably not a good idea to make it so open-ended. She really only has Dan’s word that he’s not going to tell everyone in school about it, which could result in all sorts of complications that could make her life less than ideal. (Dan already pointed one out within the context of the story–she doesn’t seem to care about things like birth control when she’s under.) If you do want to do this sort of thing, you should probably still lock the trigger and open it up only in specific circumstances, rather than make it generally open.

Video Killed the Radio Star: Certainly the FCC thinks this one is plausible; there are actually rules about broadcasting genuine hypnotic inductions on radio and television. (It’s why television hypnosis scenes tend to be so ludicrously implausible; they can’t show someone being hypnotized out of fear of getting angry letters from someone demanding to know why their husband spent all last night clucking like a chicken. When realistic hypnosis is depicted, they usually do voiceovers or cutaways to prevent a full induction from being shown.)

Now that said, it’s very unlikely that Myra could get away with running a weekly hypnosis show that was so thorough that nobody who listened to it remembered being hypnotized. Hypnotic amnesia doesn’t work that way. Other than that, though, and assuming it was really her agent who secured her the tapes of her broadcasts, most of what she actually describes is pretty plausible. She hypnotizes people by phone and guides them through sex fantasies for money. Shoot, NiteFlirt has probably a hundred people who’ll do that.

Love Bites: The main reason I’d put this as “plausible”, instead of “hahaahahaha are you kidding me”, is that Darla clearly has a hypnosis kink that’s working overtime. Hell, working overtime? It’s holding down three jobs, taking night classes, and raising two or three little sub-fetishes of its own. (Darla’s kink is a 99-percenter.) She’s very obviously begging for some hypnosis action, and her subconscious is perfectly willing to throw out a lot of what her conscious mind considers to be “important” aspects of her self-image to get a taste of what she’s craving. (Um, no pun intended.)

So while she considers herself to be a Dommely Domme and a Mistress of the Hypnotic Arts and all sorts of other capital lettered things, her subconscious is much more switchy and possibly has a bit of a humiliation kink. She’s genuinely interested in what Jane has to offer, even if she’s telling herself consciously that no no no she’s not why would you even think that nopeity nope, and hypnosis is basically acting as the excuse she needs to give herself permission to act on the desires she’s been consciously repressing. You’ll see this a lot at hypnosis stage shows, too–not the hickeys and the fondling through the clothes, necessarily, but people doing very silly things because hypnosis gives them the excuse to lower their inhibitions. “I’d never sing like Madonna in front of other people, but gosh darn that hypnosis!” Darla is basically convincing herself she has no choice but to follow Jane’s commands, because it makes it easier to accept the enjoyment involved in doing things she doesn’t think of herself as wanting to do.

Which is why in the next story between the two…oh, but we’ll get to that. Another post next week, and I promise we’ll come back to this at a later date!

Early Bird Sneak Peeks: “Lost in the Echo” and “You’re Not an Ordinary Girl”!

September 21, 2017

Hi all! It’s time for another Early Bird Sneak Peek, where I share a glimpse at the story my lucky Early Bird patrons will be enjoying next Saturday thanks to their pledges at my Patreon page! Of course, if you’re not an Early Bird patron, you’ll still get a story next week–“Free Coffee”, teased previously as an Early Bird story, has already been submitted to the EMCSA (along with last week’s story on Literotica, “Vacant Moan”). But the Early Bird patrons will be getting both “Lost in the Echo” (MC FF) and “You’re Not an Ordinary Girl” (MC FF RB)!

“Lost in the Echo” tells the story of college student Dian, who’s trying very hard not to listen to the hypnosis MP3 that she’s gradually become addicted to. But even when she’s not listening to it, that doesn’t mean she’s not thinking about it. And the echo in her head is just as irresistible as the real thing. Here’s a taste:

If only it didn’t loop, Dian thought. If she could just play it for twenty minutes, a half hour, however long it actually was, it would be fine. She could listen to it and tease her pussy until she came and walk away. But it was all so seamless. There was no point to break the cycle. Once she started to listen, the opening line (she could hear it now in her head, tempting her to come back to it, whispering, ‘You want to go deeper for me now…’) always blended so smoothly into the flow of the recording that she never realized when it started and stopped. So it never stopped once Dian started it.

And she could start it right now. She could go back over to the computer and start the file. She knew it was a bad idea, she knew that if she started it up again she’d wake up Sunday morning naked and confused with a damp spot on the towel she always placed on her computer chair…but she could hear the voice in her head, saying, ‘My voice fills you with so much pleasure. Every time you think about resisting, you find your thoughts sliding instead to just what it is you’re trying to resist. Inexorable bliss. Until your resistance falls away and only the pleasure remains.’

Meanwhile, “You’re Not an Ordinary Girl” returns to the Girls(tm) universe with the story of Charity, who’s got some very…specific needs in her idea of the perfect Girl. Ideas she can’t get from the website. Ideas that make her horny enough to track down someone else’s Girl just to talk about it. Here’s a taste:

Aaron smiled at the Girl with a warmth that Charity had some very uncharitable thoughts about. “She’s an old friend who wanted to speak privately to you,” he said, the ironic tone of a few moments ago now completely gone. “I’m going to leave the two of you alone for a few minutes, but…” He frowned slightly, lost for words for a moment. “Nothing romantic, please? Not even if she asks. Things are settled between us, and I’d rather not complicate them.”

The Girl nodded. “Of course, Aaron,” she replied, sounding oddly indulgent in her agreement. Charity somehow expected her to sound like a maid or a nanny or something, all verbal curtsies and ‘sir’ after every sentence and ‘how may I please you?’ as a conversation starter, but this Girl sounded like she was letting the dog sit on the couch with her to watch television. It made it a little harder for Charity to hide the reason she came; her cheeks prickled with the heat of an involuntary blush.

Once again, though, her specific embarrassment was covered by the general embarrassment of the situation. Aaron smirked at her, but it felt like the smirk of someone who thought his ex-girlfriend was finally doing what she should have done a long time ago and getting over her weird reticence about sex. Charity was okay with that. Well, not okay okay, because it brought up a lot of painful memories about the way that they drifted apart over a wide and aching gulf in sexual compatibility that he couldn’t even understand, let alone bridge, but at least she wouldn’t have to have another halting conversation about ‘sexual, y’know, fantasies’ that trailed off into choking silence.

Hope you enjoy them!

Hypnosis in Action: Latex

September 17, 2017

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So a few moments ago, I answered a question from someone on Tumblr who wanted to know if it was weird that they wanted to combine latex kink and hypnosis kink. With the caveat that when it comes to kink, “weird” is pretty much what you make of it, I said no…but it occurred to me that this is a good opportunity to show my work on my dictum that all kinks are better with hypnosis. So let’s talk a bit about a few things you can do if you have a latex fetish and want to combine it with hypnosis.

First, let’s strike out with the wild assumption that if you have a kink specifically about a particular type of clothing, you’re probably at least somewhat kinesthetic in your sensory processing. Let’s also strike out with the far less wild assumption that because latex is expensive and strongly associated with kink, you don’t get to play with it as much as you’d like. With that in mind, here are a few things you can do to combine your latex play with your kink play, which I’ll take a moment to generalize out as we go for those of us who aren’t latex fans.

  1. You can use latex as an anchor. I’ve talked about anchors in the past–the rough idea behind an anchor is that you get someone in trance to pay very close attention to a sensation, then you associate a hypnotic effect with that impression, then you repeat that until the association becomes automatic and unthinking. The simplest version is that you play with a small piece of latex fabric, stroking their skin with it, and tell them that every time they feel the latex touching them they’re going to find themselves sinking into a hypnotic trance. You can also come up with other effects, like arousal or submission or immobility, and you can localize it down further if you don’t want all your latex play to be trance play (“whenever you wear your pink full-body latex suit, you’re going to feel like a doll, and only move when I pose you”). And of course, if you’re into rope instead of latex, or flogging, or what have you, you would anchor your subject instead with that. The key idea is that the post-hypnotic suggestion helps the submissive get more into the state they already want to be in, faster.
  2. You can use trance to substitute for latex. Obviously, you’re not going to completely swap them out, because presumably the person who’s into latex play wants to enjoy latex play. But let’s say you want to do public play in a situation where you can’t wear anything big or obvious made of latex, or you want to do latex play but you don’t have much latex clothing available (either due to lack of funds, or just because you didn’t want to show your full-body latex suit to the TSA in the airport). The solution here is to use hypnosis to bridge that sensory gap. You can have the submissive wear a pair of latex underwear, or something similar that doesn’t show, and then through hypnosis suggest to them that they’ll experience the sensation of latex all over. The local sensory impression of the latex gets generalized to the entire body. (Perhaps you suggest that their other clothing will feel like latex, perhaps you suggest that the layer of latex spreads underneath their clothing.) The point–and this is also true of other fetishes–is that you can give them the experience of full play in a situation where it’s not achievable.
  3. You can do the things you were already planning to do with hypnosis, only with one or more of you wearing latex. The kinks do not have to be serial processed for them to be fun. You can enjoy doing one thing while doing another without having to integrate the two–someone who loves latex and loves hypnosis will love being hypnotized while wearing latex, just like someone who loves being tied up and loves hypnosis will enjoy them more when combined (et cetera). Each of them is erotic in and of itself to a fetishist, and each of them puts the submissive more into subspace, so feel free to just combine them in the simplest and easiest of ways. It will be fun, without a doubt.

Early Bird Sneak Peek: “Any Time Now”!

September 14, 2017

Hi all! It’s time for another Early Bird Sneak Peek, where I share a glimpse at the story my lucky Early Bird patrons will be enjoying next Saturday thanks to their pledges at my Patreon page! Of course, if you’re not an Early Bird patron, you’ll still get a story–“Vacant Moan”, teased previously as an Early Bird story, has already been submitted to the EMCSA for inclusion when updates resume in a week and a half, as well as to Literotica. But the Early Bird patrons will be getting “Any Time Now”! (MC FF)

Ever have on of those conversations you can’t quite seem to extricate yourself from? Lucinda’s having one of those. She’s in a bar looking for a quiet night of drinking, dancing, and maybe a cute guy, but Andrea keeps talking and talking until Lucinda’s practically numb. Then again, that may be the idea. Here’s a taste:

And when Lucinda did make her first escape attempt of the night, mentioning that she really needed to use the facilities, Andrea leaped right past the hint with, “Oh, I need to freshen up myself! Let’s go ahead, and maybe we can look for somewhere a little quieter on the way back. This is kind of a high-traffic area.”

Of course it was. That was why Lucinda picked it. But somehow by the time they wended their way through the crowd, with Andrea continuing her one-woman show the entire damn time (“and you can see how this part of the room is dark, and quiet, for people who want to relax a little after an exhausting day”) and made it through the restroom line (“isn’t it funny the way your brain just sort of shuts down when all you have to do is stand and wait? You find time just sort of disappears while you’re not really thinking about anything”) and made it back into the club, Lucinda found herself being steered to a dimly-lit booth near the very back of the seating area.

And of course, that was when Andrea began dominating the conversation in earnest, her ramblings covering everything from the thrilling centerpiece (“the candleholder looks handmade too, see how the flickering firelight catches all those little imperfections in the glass and draws your eyes to it”) to her outfit (“Do you like my necklace, Lucy? I don’t normally wear jewelry, but this just seemed to call to me until I couldn’t look away”) to her boring office job (“and I was so tired, Lucy, like my head was wobbling on my shoulders from deep, powerful exhaustion and I just couldn’t fight it anymore.”) Lucinda could barely get in a word edgewise, and even when Andrea did prompt a response, it always just seemed to be waiting for Lucinda to say ‘yes’ so she could get back to talking.

Hope you enjoy it!