Cleopatra, London Erotic Hypnosis Blog

I had a new client recently who was happy to have the camera rolling to capture his session.  New to hypnosis as well, although with a submissive side that he’d was willing to explore more.  One of his identified kinks was CFNM. Clothed Female and Naked Male.  I asked him about his previous experiences of being naked in front of a fully clothed female.

What surprised me about his answer was how ordinary experiences of being naked in front of a clothed female were always in professional settings. But he recounted each one faithfully because each occasion was so tantalisingly close.  Being naked for a medical check up; a photo shoot with a female photographer – albeit marred slightly when she asked him to hold a pair of gloves up in front of his genitals, to make the photos tasteful.

“Now you get to be naked in front of a woman that knows exactly how turned on you feel to be naked in front of a fully clothed woman,” I assured him.  He smiled and nodded.  But I didn’t ask him to strip naked. Oh goodness no.  Because that would be way too easy and not hypnotic.  I needed him to feel the role erotic hypnosis was going to play in this fantasy.

The session opened with a swinging pocket watch induction.   He relaxed, allowed himself to let go and was soon embarking on the first of the many trances he would experience.  Not that he seemed that impressed when he first came out of trance.  To be in trance feels so normal for some, not quite what one was expecting.  Almost dismissible.

I used a sleep trigger on him.  Any response was barely noticeable to the naked eye.  I must have blinked and missed it, which was more than could be said for my subject.  Not even a blink.  Indeed, his response had been a smile and:

“It didn’t work.”

“Do you really think so?” I had asked.  I’d been prepared for this.  And now I was glad the camera was filming.  Just because his eyes were still open and he wasn’t back in trance didn’t mean as much as he thought it meant.  Too many potentially good hypnotic subjects give up too soon on the power of hypnosis, not realising they were on the threshold of deep and convincing trance.   He admitted to feeling a little dizzy.  That was good enough for me.

I snapped my fingers again, as you’ll see in the video.  This time I observed almost imperceptible muscles in his eye-lids tremble for a split second.  No one can do that consciously.

“What just happened there?” I asked my sceptical subject.

“Well, my eyes feel strange,”

“Your eyes do feel strange, don’t they?” I repeated the trigger.  “Something is definitely happening there.”

With a bit of prompting, I showed him how the rest was in his hands.  I couldn’t force him into being hypnotised or responding to triggers.  Well, not in a manner of speaking, although watching the video, you’ll probably think I gave his subconscious mind little or no choice but to obey. Which is what most men want anyway.

He had a roll to play in making it happen, allowing it to happen.  I allowed and encouraged him to make himself comfortable.  Getting comfortable would allow his mind to be susceptible to hypnotic conditioning. Once I had his mind conditioned, I would demonstrate to him that you can be hypnotized anytime, anywhere.  Soon, his mind was conditioned enough for him to immediately submit to the trigger.  Sometimes he’d slip away with a faint smile on his face, as if he felt he was just playing along.  But before long, the smile would melt into a placid expression as his facial muscles relaxed and he’d take on an intense expression of focus as his mind processed my suggestions.  This took just over an hour.  And included making his arm and hand numb.  With varying success.  He could still feel his arm, he said.  But he agreed that he couldn’t feel me pinching him with my nails. But I was satisfied that we could move on to the fun part of the hypnosis.  Bringing your fantasies into the mix.

So now that we’d broached the subject of nudity, it was time for us to have fun.  With him in trance once more, I fed him the suggestions he needed.  How much he wanted to be naked.  How weird he felt in his clothes.  How his urge to be naked would border on agitation, yet he would have to wait for my permission to strip naked.  His face, his whole body, began to take on the signs of the agitation, the excitement as he lay there.  He was trembling while in trance.

And when I counted him back to awareness, he was so fidgety.  I dragged the moment, playfully.  Discussing things.  Leaving him alone in the room while I went out to get a throw for the sofa.  I went out to switch the heating on.  Returned mid-way to ask him how high he’d like the heating.  Only his politeness prevented him from screaming “I don’t fucking care, just let me get naked for you now!”

And when the permission to strip naked came, he was almost ripping his clothes off, flinging them to one side and savouring the liberty.

“Would you like me to close the curtains?” I asked.

Most of my subjects are so paranoid, even when fully clothed, that the curtains always have to be closed.   He shook his head.  He was facing the window.  He was naked.  In front of me.  In front of the world.  He clearly secretly hoped that someone else might be watching, him.  And his erection was rock hard.  He was the consumate exhibitionist, to boot.

I chided him and verbally humiliated him, which made him get harder.

I then used the sleep trigger and he stood there naked, doubled over, in trance.  This I liked.  Earlier, he had equated his being able to enter trance with his need to be comfortable.  It helps to be comfortable.  But a well planted sleep trigger will work any time, any where.  Ask my subjects who’ve woken up slumped in front of their computer monitors with the indentations from their key board on their cheeks.

When he came to, he obeyed his installed impulse to pleasure himself crying out for my permission for him to cum.

He later reckoned that even if I’d withheld the permission at that point, he couldn’t have held back.

I think his next session will be a lesson in repeated orgasm denial.  And he can experience that naked too. That will remind him who’s in control when he’s in my presence!

The full video is available over the next couple of days, now that I’m done with the editing, more or less.  And you can watch his transformation from hypnotic sceptic to naked man in trance and one of the lucky hypnotized ones.

Cleopatra, Queen of Erotic Hypnosis in London, UK

Cleopatra is a female hypnotist specialising in Erotic Hypnosis, Mind Control, and Brain Washing in London, UK where she offers live, in person sessions of real, one to one hypnosis, a unique experience for those that wish to experience complete loss of control.

She also performs group hypnosis and stage hypnosis shows, as well as sessions via web cam, and phone. And if you can handle having your mind in a dreamy spin for days on end, invite Cleopatra along as your hypnotic travel companion on your next holiday break. Cleopatra regularly visits major US cities, Australia and Europe.

See samples of her warm hypnotic style on her Youtube Channel, http://www.youtube.com/erotichypnosis

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His name is Peter. And while he’d benefited from hypnotherapy sessions with me for a few personal house-keeping issues, and although he was aware that I also apply my skills in hypnosis for sensual pleasure and surrender, he’d never experienced this.

When he decided that he was ready to take things to the next step, he arranged a mini-break in Europe, so he’d be totally relaxed and ready for what was to come.  This session took place while we were in Prague.  After a day of site seeing, shopping and dining, he was sufficiently rested from the hustle and bustle of London’s busy routine.   I couldn’t help noticing that he was still quite doubtful.  He found the stories in my blog and other stories of hypnotic domination that I’d shared with him over our meals together riveting.  But I could tell he really didn’t think that he, the downright pragmatist that he is, could be susceptible to something so obvious, especially if he knew it was going to happen.  I’d remind him how good he’d felt after our first hypnotherapy session.  And he admitted it had felt good and the high he felt had lasted for a couple of days afterwards.  But he doubted he was ever in a hypnotic state so deep that he could be made to do or feel things that he could easily resist or refuse.

So, here was the challenge.  Not for me.  People that thing they’ll goad a hypnotist into a session by throwing down the gauntlet of a challenge are so last century.   He wasn’t challenging me.  He just really didn’t think that he, a stoic English man of the old fashioned breed, could be influenced.  The challenge was for him.

There’s a lot of laughter in the session.  I like to break sessions with a bit of casual conversation, laced with post hypnotic triggers.

Things to note:

At about the 12th minute of the recording, you can hear his mumbled protests as he struggles with all his might to close his eyes (which he would later insist had closed by accident).

When I bring him around from trance the first time, he is astonished to know that he has gone under. Yet it had taken two attempts to get him to emerge from that first trance. He actually went under the first time within four minutes of the induction starting.

The poor bugger proved no match for my skills and was soon being woven in and out of full awareness and deep trance.  You can hear how relaxed and giddy his voice is after the second emerging.

I introduced a clicker as a post hypnotic trigger for him to have dry orgasms.  He actually currently does not experience normal ejaculation for medical reasons (retrograde ejaculation where the man’s semen is redirected inwards and leaves the body during urination, rather than a full on ejaculation).    So this is why you hear me refer to extra-dry orgasms.

I discovered that while he was writing with pleasure at this point, he was still holding back and was clearly resistant to the effects of the clicker.

“Take it,” you hear him say, “I mustn’t have that,” before exclaiming, “Oh my goodness!”

This was a man used to holding back on his pleasure and making sure the woman was satisfied.  To be laying there unable to do anything went against the grain for him.   I’m working on correcting that as well.  I suspect that feeling unworthy of pleasure is one of the reasons that he has had retrograde ejaculation all these years – the fact that there is a credible medical reason has just made him accept it.  I’ve been planting suggestions for this to be over-ridden and he’s reported sightings of pre-cum since our session, something he hadn’t had in many years and contrary to what he had been led to expect by his doctor.  I do expect that he will soon start to gush his load like a hose pipe once again.

I eventually put the clicker away to prove the point that I don’t need one – it is just a nice going away present that subjects can take home to re-live the pleasure of our sessions.  All I really need is my voice anyway.  And that he can’t make me put away!

Although he did all in his feeble power to fight the dry orgasms when they began to come in waves.  I suspect he’s never had that much pleasure in so short a time ever in his life.  You hear him, moan, whimper, and at one point, pant and gasp.  At one point, I’m sure I heard him purr like a cat and give little growls of pleasure!

We shall both remember that evening for many years to come.  A minor mishap interrupted the trance towards the end and we both ended up laughing so hard we expected complaints from the occupants of the adjoining room.  (the mishap and the laughter were edited out of the final version although I may use the laughter as a ring tone) that it called time naturally on the session. But we were both satisfied with the progress made.

Although when asked at the end, he commented that he wasn’t really sure what had happened and couldn’t believe he’d been put under several times.

And that’s why I’d suggested we record the session in the first place.  He now has a copy of the video to fill in the gaps of the parts he can’t remember.

And now you have a copy of the audio.  Edited yes.  But this is all you need to experience another lucky bastard’s experience of erotic hypnosis.

Listen to this sample.  I know many of you will experience hypnotic reactions as you listen.

Please note:  I do not attempt to undermine medical advice on retrograde ejaculation.  But in his case, I suspected, and have been proved right, that he does not have to exhibit this.

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Cleopatra, Queen of Erotic Hypnosis in London, UK

Cleopatra is a female hypnotist specialising in Erotic Hypnosis, Mind Control, and Brain Washing in London, UK where she offers live, in person sessions of real, one to one hypnosis, a unique experience for those that wish to experience complete loss of control.

She also performs group hypnosis and stage hypnosis shows, as well as sessions via web cam, and phone. And if you can handle having your mind in a dreamy spin for days on end, invite Cleopatra along as your hypnotic travel companion on your next holiday break. Cleopatra regularly visits major US cities, Australia and Europe.

See samples of her warm hypnotic style on her Youtube Channel, http://www.youtube.com/erotichypnosis

Purchase her unique erotic hypnosis videos at http://www.clips4sale.com/store/30616

A few months back, I told you about a video I recorded of myself doing erotic hypnosis in a bubble bath.  It took me by surprise because I hadn’t expected to experience the arousal I was invoking upon the listener.  Well, it was a pleasant surprise for me.   The other surprise for me was that there were woefully not as many bubbles in the bath as I had thought but I only realised this when watching the video playback!

What to do? I could have tried to stage it again, hoping I’d cum again, or just do what many women under pressure do: fake an orgasm.  So I decided to create a slight visual distraction to cover my modesty.  Those that have seen the end result actually say that the spiral tunnel through which one watches me soaking in the warm wter added to the hypnotic effects of the video.

You can see a preview of it, and buy it at my Clips4sale store.  http://www.clips4sale.com/store/30616 to share the warm, erotic experience with me, again and again.  It is currently available in .avi and .wmv versions.  The audio mp3 version of both Erotic Bubbles and Relaxing Bubbles is still available for purchase at http://www.queencleopatra.co.uk/hypnosex/now-you-too-can-listen-to-my-sighs-and-the-bubbles.htm .  Relaxing Bubbles, the video, will soon be released.

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I’d like to start the New Year with a light hearted observation.  I’m no brain scientist, but this is based on hastily collected research, borne out of keen post trance observation. Could there be a link between how carelessly a man splashes the toilet seat and surrounds when using the lavaotory, and what kind of trance subject he is, or could be?

This is how this hypothesis came to materialise.

It was a couple of months ago and I’d just finished a session with a subject who’d given me a run for my hypnotic skills. I’d started with the pocket watch. But my arms got tired before his eyes did. And as any hypnotist knows, if one method of trance induction yields little or no results, then go for another approach.

So I opted for a script designed to bore him into a stupour and he achieved a trance of sorts. He responded to this and that, but I could tell that this guy could have gone a whole lot deeper. And for a hands free hypno orgasm, one really does have to be able to let go. The deeper I can take a subject, the more I can control them. I only had about 90 per cent control of this guy, if that. Even right up to the end. Let’s just say, his finger prints were all over the crime scene by the time he did achieve his orgasm.

Before he left, he asked if he could use the “facilities” again He’d used it on his arrival, which is always a good idea, to ensure that one can relax totally without fear of loss of bladder control. I made a note to myself to check the toilet seat for splashes after he’d gone.

I despair at the behaviour of men which makes such checks necesssary. They stand there, they urinate with negligible aim, and seem to hit everything but the bowl interior. THEN THE FOOLS WALK AWAY FROM THE MESS THEY’VE MADE.

I pointed this out to one offender once.

“Why didn’t you wipe the toilet after you were through?” I asked with disgust.

“Ah,” he defended triumphantly, “But I raised the seat.”

Such logic leaves me speechless.  Raising the seat made it okay to sprinkle piss all over the porcelain bowl instead?

Now, he, like many that have left the seat a dripping wet slip and health hazard, is a very good trance subject. I click my fingers, he’s gone. I move him around from room to room and mess with his mind in any way I can ethically and legally come up with.. He is powerless to resist. He can let go.  But he makes a mess of the toilet seat when he goes to relieve himself. And this is not during hypnosis.

And back to the protagonist of this particular erotic hypnosis blog entry, when I did check the toilet after he’d left, it was spotless. He’d used it twice, andthe  seat was spotless. He’d either taken careful aim; or wiped up after himself. And I remember thinking to myself, that makes sense: the guy’s a control freak.

Hence he couldn’t let go enough to go into as deep a trance as possible. And to test this theory, I’ve started going back in my memory sorting the subjects that go into trance easily from the resistant subjects. The data is still being collected (not literally!!!) whenever I remember to check. But so far, there’s a pattern forming, and not just the one around the toilet seat!

Does this call for a hypnotic suggestion to all male subjects that they should either aim with precision, or wipe the bowl (before they wash their hands – yes guys, you are expected to wash your hands ever after “just a piss”.  AND WITH THE SOAP MADE HANDY).

Yes, only a female hypnotist would complain about things so trivial, right?

Cleo

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Hindsight is a great tool if you can remember what has already happened.  If you can’t then you are doomed to repeat it.  Especially under the influence of erotic hypnosis.  From what I recall of the live in person hypnosis session referred to below, that took place a few months ago, there were no suggestions of amnesia.  But he was, by his own admission, so deeply conditioned to submit to me before we actually got to meet face to face, that it comes as no (more…)

There are two things I never fake: orgasms and hypnosis.  In either scenario I would feel very silly and sure someone was going to catch me out.  Neither will I post staged hypnotic stunts on Youtube or any where.  Hypnosis is too good and too real to fake.  My only regret is that I don’t always have subjects willing to share how amazing their sessions are.

A comment on one of former Youtube clips accuses the subject and/or me of faking the following clip. 

This is the one where I freeze Kevin like a mannequin while he is demonstrating how to use dumb bells.   To me, and many that have watched it, one of the coolest things in the clips is how Kevin’s upper arm muscles become more pronounced as he strains to move.  Freezing was something Kevin really wanted to experience.  It made both our days when he responded so well to it.

So it’s kind of surprising that even with the bulging muscles showing up on the clip, a Youtube user (when this and my other clips were hosted on Youtube; now they’ve found a new home at DailyMotion) says they do not show any strain.

I also remember reaching out to grab the dumb-bells when I gave Kevin the sleep command.  The command seemed a good idea at the time, but in a split second, I realised he could hurt himself.  So I broke the fall of the dumb-bells by reaching out to grab them – almost sacrificing a finger nail in the process!

Kevin still writes to me and still feels incredibly turned on when he does so and when he gets my replies (laden with the triggers  I planted in him during that one session).  He had nothing to gain by pretending he had been hypnotized.   I wouldn’t understand why anyone that came to see me would pretend they had gone under.  And I’m also quite comfortable publishing any videos of my “failures” – because there is always so much to learn from failure (I believe David Elman believed passionately in this).   But then I don’t get many takers to be filmed so the odds of capturing a hypnotic blooper on camera are quite low.  But maybe when I get the incentive to go doing some instant induction street hypnosis.  I bet that gets me loads of learning material.  And I will share it.

And now for someone who did not, could not, would not fake his orgasms on camera.  I gave him a trigger in the form of a clicker.  Every time he heard the click, he got a dry orgasm, and the more he heard the clicks, the stronger the orgasms he experienced.  Then I gave him the clicker to hold himself.   This is a strange one, with the clicker.  The guys I’ve used it on have a love-hate relationships with the orgasms … after about the 10th dry orgasm, the pleasure is bordering on erotic torture.  And when you give a man a clicker, with the option to click it (after they’ve begged you not to click it any more), they always, always, can’t resist trying a click, to see if it works when they are holding it.  Well, it works a treat, they soon learn.

Now, if I could get my hands on the guy that thinks I am fake, and programme a response to my orgasmic clicker; then trigger him with dry orgasms every half an hour for three days, with no release for a full ejaculation; then when his balls ache so good (about day two) with the pressure of being constantly hard without the sweet bliss of release, maybe he’ll have enough strength to repeat to my face that he thinks I’m a fake.

The clicker was one of the things I learnt at the recent Erotic Hypnosis Workshop held by Brian David Philips at Redondo Beach, Los Angeles.  It was demonstrated live, like all the other techniques Brian taught us that day and I nursed extreme trance envy watching the volunteer respond to the clicks.  I couldn’t wait to try it on my subjects.  In fact, when I was editing the footage with Scott, someone I had previously programmed had dry orgasms every time he heard the clicker over the lap top speakers.

Scott clicked so many times on the clicker that he almost slid off the couch.  Then he broke into song: Frank Sinatra’s  Fly Me To The Moon.  Later, out of trance, he asked if he’d done any singing, and apologised for this.

http://www.dailymotion.com/videoxkriks

He isn’t faking his orgasms.  And he isn’t faking his singing.  Some may find both painful, but compelling to observe.  Buy the complete version of the clip at my Clips4sale store at http://www.clips4sale.com/store/30616

It’s always fun to follow up the intensity of a hypnosis session with spontaneous triggering and spending time with the subject afterwards isn’t always possible, nor practical.  We both have lives to get on with.  But that’s why I offer the opportunity to take me out for a meal, breakfast, lunch, dinner, even shopping, so I can unleash a post hypnotic trigger when you least expect it.

If you buy one of my latest series of erotic hypnosis video recordings, entitled Scott, Strawberries and Pleasure, you’ll see towards the end, where I plant suggestions in Scott for triggers I later use on him while we’re out eating at Hooters, (Houston – Spring, TX).

Hooters as a lunch venue came up as a joke but I loved the idea.  But I gave him two post hypnotic suggestions:  one, each time he saw me running my tongue along the edge of my glass, he’d feel a tongue rimming him (the genteel practice of running a tongue gently, and sometimes not so gently, along the contoured ridges of an anus).  Second, each time he saw me licking any kind of sauce of a knife, or sliding the knife in and out of my mouth, he’d feel … well, do I really need to draw you a diagram?

Later, when I realised the Hooter’s restaurant provided knives with sharp serrated edges, I came to regret that suggestion!

I compounded these two triggers by saying that he’d be especially turned on by all the busty waitresses at Hooters.  And the arousal now would be so unbearable that he’d just have to go and excuse himself to go to the bathroom to do relieve himself.

If he’s reading this, he will understand, now, why he couldn’t sit still that afternoon at Hooters; why he kept on pointing out the waitresses to me with his tongue hanging out as he drooled over their assets; and why he made two visits to the rest-room in less than an hour.  On the way back home, he confessed what he’d got up to during those rest-room visits (not realising I already knew).  But I do have a way of making people confess to things.

My one regret is that I didn’t have the camera to capture his predicament at Hooters.

He bought me a Hooter’s t-shirt that I may model for readers if at least ten of you ask me nicely to do so.  A bit of hypnosis wearing a tight fitting Hooter’s t-shirt?  What next?  Cleopatra in a very, very, wet T-shirt?

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I’ve compiled a second trailer for this video of me hypnotising Tony.  A video that reveals a little more of the actual nuggets of the session.  I did censor the original version quite heavily but for obvious reasons.

And remember, Tony performs in actual full-on adult movies.  So, if you’re looking for a male porn actor, look no further than Tony.

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And if you’re looking for an erotic hypnotist, then look no further than Cleopatra. You know you want to, really!  This is also a good time for me to update my itinerary for my US visit.  Las Vegas and San Diego have dropped out of the running.

Los Angeles: August 16 – 18

Dallas: August: 19 – 21

Houston: August 22 – 24

New York: Augusy 25 – 27

Philadelphia August 28

Chicago: August 29 – 31

Indianpolis – September 1 – 3

Orlando – September 4 – 6

Miami – September 7 – 9

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As a regular actor in Adult Films, Tony’s no stranger to showing his body off on camera.  He thought it would be great fun to experience arousal under hypnosis.  This was his second time of being hypnotized.

I discovered him when I chanced upon his advert promoting his availability as an adult film actor.  This, I thought, was a man comfortable in his own skin.   Could I possibly tempt him into allowing me to hypnotise him on camera and show him getting aroused and cumming?  We exchanged a couple of emails, a phone call or two, and within a week, he’d come over to see me, more out of curiosity.

I gave him suggestions of having exceptionally horny feet, his big toe being the tip of his cock, his foot being the shaft of his cock and his heel being directly wired to his balls.  As I stroked his feet and teased his skin with my nails, he was helplessly aroused.  I could have made him do anything, at this point.

I also increased the sensitivity in his nipples, and later gave him a hypnotic virtual wank with my pocket watch circling his cock in slow deliberate circles.

I was hoping he would have a hands-free orgasm.  This happens sometimes, but not on this occasion.  I’ve got a theory as to why it didn’t happen though.

There were a couple of hair moments; for example, the media card ran out of space and for a moment I wondered if it had recorded anything at all.  This must have been about half an hour into the whole thing, by which time he was well and truly under my spell.

Then towards the end, I wanted to zoom the camera in on his exploding member, to catch what is known in the porn industry as the “cum shot” in close up.  I mistakenly dropped the camera angle and then switched it off!  And he was on the verge of cumming! I never thought it was possible to switch any kind of machinery back on that fast.

The look on his face when he opened his eyes and saw the cum all over his fingers was priceless.  And by his own admission, this was hotter than anything he’d ever done before.  And trust me, as a porn star, he’s done a few crazy things and collected a few signed t-shirts.

In a nut shell, Tony experiences

Pocket watch induction
Tease and denial
Extreme arousal via his feet and toes
Verbal triggers for arousal
Increased arousal in his nipples
Negative hallucination where he could not find his nipples no matter how earnestly he felt his chest
A mind blowing orgasm
A hypnotic wank with my pocket watch

And as you watch how he responds to my voice, I wonder if you may notice that you also find yourself responding to my words and suggestions for increased arousal.  And maybe your own hands-free orgasm.
http://www.dailymotion.com/videoxkrh3r

Tony’s session, that he kindly allowed me to film, is typical of how most of my live erotic hypnosis sessions are.  You listen, and you obey.  Take the first step of obedience and submission to me;  buy the video now.  Then imagine yourself so vividly in Tony’s place, feeling Tony’s feelings, that you soon know now that you have to experience my erotic hypnosis for real!

Meanwhile, Tony is available for porno and adult film shoots.

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There are two new erotic hypnosis mp3 recordings for you to relax to. And more.

The first is Relaxing Bubbles and this is the audio version of the video I recorded of me in the bubble bath.  Yes, the one where I fell victim to my own hypnotic suggestions and had lots of orgasms in the bath tub … and out of it. But relaxing bubbles does not include the arousal and orgasm triggers.

Relaxing Bubbles takes the listener down into a deep state of relaxation, before bringing them out, relaxed and feeling good about yourself.  I know there are some that want the seduction of erotic hypnosis without the overt sexual undertones.  Just the idea of being controlled is so erotic, to some.

The second version is Erotic Bubbles and this is the version of the recording that guides the listener towards a full arousal and an incredible orgasm (possibly multiple orgasms for the women.

Both have been designed to appeal to both male and female subjects.  Everything I had done before now was predominantly male orientated.  Now I’m addressing erotic hypnosis for women.  Perhaps I’m finally getting in touch with my feminine side.

I am yet to decide the fate of the video version.  It’s rather intimate and I realised there weren’t nearly as many bubbles as Ihad originally thought.  But when one of my hypnotic guinea pigs couldn’t find the privacy to watch the video, he listened to just the audio version and could barely speak afterwards.  So the conclusion was that listening to the video and imagining yourself, or me, in the bath-tub is just as powerful as watching me in the bath tub.

So, ladies and gentlemen, allow me to render you speechless:

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