Cleopatra, London Erotic Hypnosis Blog

This was originally posted by Lady Anna, a dominatrix based in the Yorkshire area of England, with a penchant for medical fetishes.  As I read it, I recognised all the types that a professional mistress or dominatrix encounters, many of whom I have either banned their email addresses or blocked their phone numbers.  Basically, these guys feel their manhood threatened and react in a way that should earn them a place on therapist’s couch.  It’s not that they have a problem with the payment (tribute) requires in the pay to play scene.  Because face it, if you can’t afford something, you move on and focus on what you believe your money should be spent on.

To the list I’ve added Mr I’ve Bought You Something From Your Wish-list.  You’ll see why.  But this is an introduction to a line up of timewasters in their many and varied guises. Some are more obvious than others and some are more devious. Whatever their Modus Operandi the result is the same: wasted time, wasted effort and varying degrees of damage to a PD’s confidence, motivation and livelihood (and will to live).

Mr Chat doesn’t want to make a booking. He has no intention of ever making a booking but he’ll call to have a chat about the session that you will do with him. He will also assure you that he is completely genuine. He will carefully guide the conversation to what he could expect and how you will discipline him. Watch out for heavy breathing and sudden hang ups as he disappears in a puff of spunk (copyrighted to Ms Slide).

Mr No Show makes a booking so that he can discuss with you all of his concerns and worries. He needs you to allay his fears and he likes to talk about how enjoyable sessions are. When he makes the booking he is strangely available on any day, at any time you suggest with no hesitation or time to consult either his memory or his diary. Along with Mr Chat he is very, very genuine. He tells you this at least three times. You have a feeling he won’t confirm and sure enough, he doesn’t.

Mr Confirms will book and, as requested and expected, he will also confirm on the day of the session. He then conducts his usual business knowing that the Mistress will be preparing herself for him. He watches the clock with baited breath and tented trouser as the time draws ever nearer. Look at him, he’s Da Man. He has a Mistress all dressed up and waiting for him. False bookings are often made in his lunch break so he can spend some extra time in the loos.

Mr Cancel is a bit further up the evolutionary scale than Mr Chat, Mr No Show and Mr Confirms. Mr Cancel makes a considered booking in advance. He may then need to call to change the time of the day. With each call he chats a little more. He’s really looking forward to the session, are you? Unfortunately, something very, very important crops up at work and so he has to cancel. He’s terribly sorry. He calls again a few weeks later and re-books. Unfortunately though, he has to cancel again. After several months you realise he has done nothing but book and cancel, book and cancel.

Mr Promise usually contacts you through message boards. He’d love to come and see you but he’s a bit busy at the moment. He contacts you again every few weeks to update you on his busy schedule and the problems he is having with his bank. As soon as it is sorted he will make a booking. Ever so friendly and don’t forget, genuine, he updates you whether you are bothered or not on how much closer he is to making a booking. He never does make that booking.

Mr Excuse is Mr Cancels’ cousin. Mr Excuse makes a booking but has to cancel due to so many things going wrong. These things happen don’t they? The MOT on the car was more expensive than they thought so they need to cancel. They have been called in for extra, much needed overtime so they have to cancel. But it is okay because he has let you know in plenty of time so he knows he can rebook at any time…as long as he cancels…even if it is the same day.

Mr One Session has given all of this timewasting a great deal of thought. Mr One Session makes a booking and he does turn up. He will ‘let slip’ how often he likes to session and how much disposable income he has. He has proved he isn’t a timewaster but a very promising regular, so when he books again you accept it with no qualms. Unfortunately he has to cancel a couple of days before. He’s terribly sorry. No problem, these things happen, thanks for letting me know. He soon calls again to rebook. Unfortunately he has to cancel again. Thanks for letting me know. A couple of weeks later he rebooks. The excuses are sounding less and less genuine but he sounds so sincere and he did come before you continue to give him the benefit of the doubt. He rebooks. He cancels. You then find out he is playing the same game with a number of PDs in the same area. He’s well known, has several numbers and a few names. Fortunately for you he can’t remember which name he uses with which PD.

Mr Disappears books, confirms, and calls, as arranged, a few minutes before the session starts for final directions. He sounds nervous. He calls to say he has managed to get lost between point A and point B a mere 800 metres distance. You give directions again. No sign. You call. His phone is turned off. You wait, in vain, knowing that the sub eating monster has struck yet again.

Mr Freebie Hunter, otherwise known as Mr Friend may or may not actually book and turn up for a session. He’d rather not though as he is special and different to other subs. If he does he’ll only do it the once to prove he is genuine. Mr Freebie Hunter wants to be friends. He’ll offer to escort you to clubs and parties. He’ll even offer to do chores for you. All for free of course. Because he is special.

Mr Novelty is so off the wall that you can’t help but give him the time of day. He likes what? He is into what? Really? How does that work then? He becomes such a regular and amusing timewaster that you give him a nickname, and should you re-list on Serious Mistresses and he doesn’t call you actually become quite worried about him.

Mr Couple is a rare breed of timewaster. You can’t call yourself a twue PD until you have had a query from a man asking if you see couples. He’d have you talking all about how the session would work if you don’t refuse to discuss the possibilities any further until his wife calls you herself. She never does.

Mr Wonga is an odd one. He has stacks of cash and is usually accompanied by a (fake or genuine?) plummy accent. He has specially selected YOU but would you possibly be interested in his particular kink (even though you don’t list it, or specifically say you aren’t interested). Of course he will pay handsomely, at least three times your usual rate. He draws you in with his cash waving, extreme politeness and genial bonhomie. You don’t have the specific kit or clothing? No worries, Mr Wonga will purchase them for you. Despite his educated politeness he cannot take a firm ‘No’ as an acceptable answer. He regales you further with tales of shopping trips with his previous, but now retired (and unknown) Mistress. Eventually you manage to politely disengage and he reluctantly ends the conversation with a heavy sigh. Exactly 30 minutes later Mr Wonga calls back with an increased offer and further anecdotes about how often he would purchase special items for his last Mistress. The only way to get rid of Mr Wonga is to give in and agree to see him, and sure enough, you never hear from him again.

Mr Special is far too busy, and far too important to waste his valuable time carefully reading your website. Oh no, he’d far rather grab your telephone number and call you to waste your time by asking questions that are already answered on your site, things like your location, your fee, your interests… Mr Special deserves answers! Or he’ll ask for an appointment on the day you don’t work. He also doesn’t see why he should follow the same procedures as everyone else. What do you mean you don’t do same day appointments!? He is special! Fill out a questionnaire!!? But he is GENUINE.

Mr Macdonalds thinks all PDs are the same. The only thing that is different is our location. He usually asks for ‘the Mistress’ and if pressed has absolutely no idea which Mistress he is calling. His scribbled list of telephone numbers don’t help him out so he stutters and coughs as he desperately tries to remember a name, any name. Mr Macdonalds is rather bewildered and confused that you don’t immediately and gratefully agree to see him.

Mr Calls Back Because He Thinks He’s Remembered “Is it Lisa?”

Mr Disaster is plagued with near death experiences on motorways and a never-ending steam of hospital bound relatives. Even his cat is accident prone. You dare not, and wouldn’t, say anything other than ‘I’m terribly sorry, I understand, please don’t worry about it’. It means as well that you will probably accept another booking, after all, he can’t possibly have that many grandmothers or car crashes can he? Unfortunately…he does.

Mr Confused. “How much?”

Mr Wrong End of the Stick. “Do you do sex?”

Mr Insomniac calls between the hours of 1am and 3am depending on what time his local club closes their doors. Inebriated and horny he calls hoping like hell that you don’t actually pick up. If you do happen to pick up he either asks you if you are available (what, now!?) or he quickly hangs up. If you don’t answer, he calls again, and again until he falls asleep in his pizza.

Mr Quiet. “……..” Is he even breathing? You hang up so he doesn’t faint.

Mr Hang Up Repeatedly hangs up Quelle surprise, I answered my phone.

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Mr Newbie…..not!  Tries very hard to sound nervous to the point of being painful to listen to. Keeps repeating that it will be his first time and is very nervous. Asks ( very nervously) what might be in store for his ” first session” and then proceeds to trip himself up by knowing some of the jargon used for various activities ( despite forever claiming before that he knows nothing) He will pick up on something you are saying/have said and will ask you to explain in more detail, and more detail…..and more detail ( because after all he is new to this) You explain that because its his first time, he needs to be sure that a session with you is really what he wants to do and that he should go away and think about it, and then give you a ring when he has……….only he never does because he has got what he wanted, a nice cosy/sexy chat.

Mr I’ve Bought You Something From Your Wish-list notifies you that he’s ordered an item from your wish-list, usually a substantially priced item that needs to be delivered and is scheduled to arrive in x number or days time.   He’ll drop hint about wanting a web cam or phone session, or may be insistent about having one immediately.  As he figures it ordering a gift item is as good as the item being in your hand.  Except the item never arrives – seeing as he would have cancelled it within 24 hours.  A case of buyer’s remorse, a genuine mistake with his credit card, or the mistress has naively given him some time on the phone or web cam so he cancels the purchase that had got him into her good books?

Mr I’m a Qualified Reikki/Masseur/Reflexologist who pretends to be a client desperate to book, then when the thorny topic of money arises, mentions that he’s qualified in Reikki, massage, reflexology or another alternative therapy.  When you don’t take the hint, he directly states that he can’t afford to pay but would happily do a trade of skills because I’ll enjoy it so much.  Newsflash, I can afford several sessions of Reikki, massage or reflexology for cash, without much effort, and select someone that’s qualified and insured to provide the service.

Mr Web Designer Despite seeing that I have a web site, asks if I’m looking for a web designer or any kind of internet work.  I had one the other day who wrote saying he was willing to trade his “skills” for my “time”.  This made me see red!  I haven’t picked up what I do as a hypnotist by teaching myself.  Countless hours in the class-room, lots of money spent on qualifications and he thinks all I have to offer a sub is my time.  My unskilled time.  Versus his html skills probably self-taught or picked up in Adult Education evening classes.  Even I know as much html, php and C programming as many of these blaggers. For the record, I will never allow any subject near my web sites.  It;s a little too close to home.

I found it amusing that the original author, Lady Anna, put into words random opinions that had been forming in my mind over the years.  And I’m sure other ladies had Oh My Gosh moments as they read through.

There is a list of Time-wasting mistresses.   Although I suspect that apart from the hard chore unprofessional ones, the others have just come up with excuses when they felt a particular sub was going to be more trouble than the tribute he would be would be worth.

I should compile a list of Treasured Clients.  Each one an individual in their needs, but having the same thing in common: respect for someone that has learnt enough about a particular skill or art to make their dreams come true.

Cleopatra, Queen of Erotic Hypnosis

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The clip below is an excerpt from a session that was recorded as part of the subject’s own private collection.  A private collection is an arrangment between the subject and I where the subject can record and keep the video of the session for his own private use.

On this occasion, I, and you, are lucky in that he has generously allowed me to share this clip with you.

Focus on his crotch area – not mine!  And observe how his subconscious body movements correspond to my suggestions.   With his perfect pitch of obedience to my voice, you can imagine just how explosive the outcome was.  It concluded humanely, with no soiling of clothing.

This is one of my techniques of orgasm control, or tease and denial.  Personally, I am not bothered which part of you feels compelled to obey me … as long as I am obeyed.  And that is easy.  You just sit back, relax, and focus … the rest will cum.

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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Today I received the kind of email/application/CV that arrives in my inbox from time to time.   The type from so called submissive guys convinced I’ve gone through the considerable expense of professional hypnosis training to be the best hypnotist that I can possibly be, just for my own sexual kicks.

I’ve cut and pasted what he had to say, without, of course, anything that identifies him.  No one deserves to be outed for being a self-serving delusionist.  I’m going to comment on each of his generous offers one by one.

1] All forms of body worship from your divine feet upwards to wherever you require.

My Thoughts: You don’t say!  I can see myself spending all day sprawled across luxury cushions while he wears his hypnotized tongue out to prove how well I have hypnotized him, right?  This kind of stuff happens in the movies, comics, one’s imagination and short stories written by, erm, other men, typically.   It’s always the first thing they imagine a hypnotist may do.  Or a dominatrix. Perhaps an insatiable nymphomaniac would drool at this offer.  Not me.  I’d probably be lying there, legs wide open, running spread-sheet formulas through my mind and wondering why, oh why, some men drown the surrounding beddings with saliva during cunnilingus.

2] All oral services whether massaging your clit and pussy to orgasm with my tongue or rimming for your pleasure or any other use of my tongue you may require.

My Thoughts:  At this point I should have progressed from drooling to swooning.  And we women complain that men are pigs in bed?  What a generalisation.   Well, the fact of the matter is that I have my sexual needs taken care of adequately, and then some.  Funny how men always assume that oral sex is the way to make a woman’s knees buckle.   The only response to such an offer is to roll my eyes heaven-wards.  He goes on to say:

3] My pussy arse is available for your pleasure with a strap-on. I have not been opened up for long and so still have limited capacity.

My Thoughts: Pussy arse?  Well, at least he’s helped me with my linguistic dilemma of what to call a man’s butt after feminising him!  I shall use that phrase in future, thank you very much.

But once again, a man dictating/suggesting to me that it must be pleasurable for me to stick anything up his rectal orifice.    My pleasure has never, and will never, involve inserting anything up anyone’s butt hole.  To try and convince me that I am getting anything out of it, and should be grateful, is laughable.  My g-spot isn’t buried up his arse (sometimes, I’m as clueless as the men trying to figure out where it’s buried, but that’s another blog).  So why should I get anything out of screwing it?  Besides, there wouldn’t be enough antiseptic wet wipes to disinfect my pocket watch afterwards.

4] Toilet duties as required. I am fully trained as the ladies toilet to be used directly with full cleaning services afterwards.

My Thoughts: Again, where is the pleasure in that?  I want to get out of any toilet I’m in as soon as possible after commiting my personal offences against the environment there.  And I want to clean myself properly, you know, with good old fashioned Andrex luxury quilted toilet paper, with a Kandoo wipe for that extra feel good factor.  Am I the only one that feels queazy at the thought of positioning myself in order to feel a tongue “cleaning me out”?  I can imagine the panic and revulsion if his tongue went from back passage to front passage in the process, exposing me to the risk of infections from the bacteria sensible women go to great lengths to ensure do not cross borders.  (Yes, I’m uptight, but I wouldn’t have it any other way).

These submissive guys always trumpet their toilet duties as if the’ve saved the best till last.  If people have a mutual taste (pun intended) for such activity, then why haven’t they figured out a less offensive way to attract each other?  I don’t need that kind of vulgarity in my inbox.  Each to their own, but do keep it to yourself.  Or accept that you won’t even get an acknowledgement of the email from me.  Like this guy did not.

And this is what subs do best.  They dictate to the so-called domina what will give her pleasure.  They don’t ask.  They insist, presume, assume.   Probably the earliest manifestation of topping from the bottom, where the submissive male is actually a mysoginist that enjoys playing on the intelligence of the domme and getting her to do his bidding – but pretending it’s all for her.  It’s like the man that gives his girlfriend a power drill set for Christmas. Who is the present really for?

But maybe this is really what he thinks a dominant woman wants, and he never imagined how pointless all his offers are to me.  Why offer all this to a total stranger about whom you know nothing?  If we’d bumped into each other on a scat fetish forum, then it would make sense that he was offering me his toilet duty skills.

Now maybe, well, actually, definitely,  this man would have got my attention if he’d been offering what any lady really wants.  To be pampered and spoilt with wining and dining at top restaurants.  Lots and lots of tangible gifts: Jimmy Choos; diamond rings, week-end spa breaks, and first class travel to exotic locations topping up my vitamin D with the sun-shine and showing off my bikinis although I know I can’t swim .  This guy didn’t even offer to spoil me with boxes of chocolate.  And how about deal breaker -  a standing order straight to my bank account every month?

True selfless service is giving, even when it hurts. Not passing your fantasies off through the trojan horse of suggesion as the desires of another person.  This might work on someone weak-willed.  I should be insulted that he even tried to pull this one on me. This is erotic narcissism at its best (the sub, I mean, not me, for a change!).

Cleopatra, London Queen of Erotic Hypnosis

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When I first started offering erotic hypnosis, I avoided the obvious, the colour of my skin, and avoided labelling myself as a black hypnotist or ebony hypnotist.  My skill as a hypnotist was what I wanted, and still want, subjects to be lulled by.  That I’m an attractive black female is hardly here, nor there, although if you’re looking for a hypnotist who is reasonably gentle on the eye, I’d like to think I fit the bill.

But sometimes race and back-ground matters.   And the impending launch of a web site devoted solely to the adoration of black dommes raised eye-brows.   It’s the Black Femdom Society .

The botton line is, many, many submissives (white, Asian, oriental, whatever) seek out domination by a black mistress.  They are fascinated by us.  They expect us to be naturally cruel, and maybe there’s a bit of dipping one’s head in the lion’s den – submit oneself to a person who may have good cause to be out for revenge.   It’s almost like a cult following.  Creating such a society may sound controversial at face value, but it is merely a response to a need that has no malice or discrimination, no intention to hurt or exclude.  It’s aim is to be embraced by those that seek and tremble at the knees of so many of the object of their desires gathered in one place.  Almost in the same way a hypnofetish is overwhelmed when surrounded by several hypnodommes.

As a result, within the Black Femdom Society, there will be a mix of people of all races by virtue of the fact that the subs will come from all backgrounds; they’ll think they’ve died and gone to black mistress heaven.  If it were purely a black affair, there wouldn’t be enough traffic to the site to even justify the hosting fees.  I can count on one hand the number of black subs I’ve had serve me and I’ve never had a live hypnosis session with black subject either.  Maybe submitting to someone that reminds them of their mother or sisters and the deep cultural ramifications is too close to home for them and thus has no appeal.  Or they really don’t want to show their vulnerability to one of “their own”.  Or statistically, there just aren’t that many of them around.

It would come as a shock to many that just as there is an under-ground movement of devotees to the erotic hypnosis fetish, there is an underground group of predominantly black subs, male and female, who’s kink is to submit themselves to slave role-play.  By slave role play, I mean re-enacting the kind of taboo scenarios abolished with the slave trade.  Can you imagine the kind of gauntlet they would have to run, even amongst their fellow black kinksters, over this?

There was a recent thread on Fetlife where a black dom was up in arms about the number of black female submissives specifying in their profiles that they were only interested in serving white masters.  The expertise and commitment to the life-style of white doms was the most commonly cited reason why black female submissives prefer to submit to a white master.  There is almost certainly as healthy a demand for a White Masters Society as there is one for a Black FemDomme Society, judging by the number of black female subs that will not session with a fellow black.

And many a white submissive female is attracted to a skilled and genuine black master (if i were submissive, I’d definitely be curious about serving a black master).  Please note that I distinguish between the actual life style black masters and the oafish clowns that just see an opportunity for pussy on tap and to pleasure their base desire to abuse a woman sexually but under the misappropiated legitimacy of domination.  These will have no commitment to learning how to dominate her mind as well as her body and can quite easily maim or kill an all too trusting and naive sub my misusing some of the BDSM equipment that is out there.  Domination of a woman solely for physical gratification already has another name: marriage.  Why repeat this when out to play?  Or maybe, also for these black ladies, submitting to a fellow black man is too close to home, or a reminder of an abusive and non-erotic real life setting they had to witness when younger.

I can easily see a business case not just for a Black Femdomme Society, but a White Master Society as well as a Black Master’s Society without the usual knee jerk reaction that should be reserved for the genuinely repulsive gestures of racial intimidation and discrimination.  A White Domme Society would not be controversial if it were set up in demand to submissives of colour for a white master.  I think its when a group is set up by its own type for its own type (like the Klu Klux Khan) that allegations of racial prejudice and exclusion become valid.

Cleopatra, UK Queen of Erotic Hypnosis

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Last night, after a visit to Papadeaux’s in Houston – Spring, and a sumptuous meal of char-broiled catfish and dirty rice, things seemed quite brighter than they had been about six hours earlier when I had sat in yet another US hotel with this time, not one, but two subjects that failed to show up.

Later on that same night, using erotic hypnosis in the Jacuzzi (a delicate balancing act of ensuring that your trance partner neither drowns nor hits his head against the edge of the Jacuzzi and suffer concussion), I realised that I’d learnt all I needed to know about how to organise trips to the United States in order to give those fascinated by me a real chance of real erotic hypnosis. This truly was a “suck it and see” exercise.  And I sucked hard enough, and long enough, to know whether I liked the taste or not.

But nobody came.  Okay, that’s not quite true.  Either way.  But not enough to continue this kind of tour in the way I set out to do it.

Six hours earlier, the strain of being away from home for three weeks and living out of two over-weight suitcases and between time zones had been getting to me.  I was convinced that I’d be concentrating my energies on creating erotic hypnosis mp3s and erotic hypnosis videos, like 99 out of 100 hypnodommes do.  My willingness to offer face to face erotic hypnosis makes me stand out.  But on days like yesterday, I do wonder if it’s more trouble than it’s worth.

Yesterday, I knew I’d had enough of flying from US city to city, never sure who was actually going to turn up, simply because they wouldn’t pay the required deposit.  I now appreciate the truth: anyone that cannot pay a $100 deposit in advance, knows better than anyone that he is probably not going to turn up at all.  So, with future visits, anywhere in the world, I’ll be targeting one city at once so I am not away from my own home comforts for longer than one week. I will also only accept full payment in advance.

I heard it all during this trip.  From the ones that lost interest once they realised that anal conditioning did not include a hands-on strap-on interlude from my good self.  To the one that, an hour before the session itself, announced that he no longer wanted a two hour session, just a one hour session.  I promptly withdrew my offer of an extra (on the house) hour for lunch and would have withdrawn my offer of making the journey to meet him at his home to hypnotize him – but for the fact being a wheel-chair user meant that the journey across Houston would actually have been quite an exhausting challenge for him.  I look back now and actually admire the fact that he had been prepared to travel to see me by Houston public transport.  It exhausted me making the journey and I was being driven in an air-conditioned car.

It did transpire later that he had misunderstood the whole concept of paying a deposit.  He thought that the deposit was in addition to the agreed fee.  Others seemed to have similar mental blocks to comprehending the need to pay a deposit to secure and confirm their bookings.  One guy wrote saying he thought my fee for the session was the $100 deposit!!! Do people like him have any concept of the costs of travel and a decent hotel?  Would he have been happy to find me in a hotel ridden with fleas and paper thin walls?  Even a decent custom erotic hypnosis mp3 will leave very little change out of $100.  What was he thinking?

So for now, I’m hanging up my pvc and corsets, and spending the rest of the trip producing the kind of erotic hypnosis downloads that I sense the average Joe is better accustomed to.  Thanks to the kindness of an excellent hypnotic subject in Houston, I have some new material (and he has a memento of the mind-blowing four hours that he spent in the company of a female erotic hypnotist.

And should I decide to tour in future, it will be different.  There won’t be a deposit.  Nope.  That confuses people.  Instead, people can pay in advance. The early bird’s will pay the promotional US rate of $250 for the hour.  The slackers can pay my standard £250 for the hour (yes, I did mean to put the UK sterling sign there … it was not a typo).

I was just twittering about my denim hot pants when I remembered I have a picture of them somewhere.    So here are my assets, clad in the hottest denim hot pants:

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I get all manners of emails, private messages, etc.  And I endeavour to respond to the ones that sound genuine, even when the person is asking a question that is, frankly, none of their business.   Today I received the following which I am going to cut and paste because the twit in question thought he was doing me a favour by raising these issues “off-line”.  Personally, I want the whole world to read about it.  And judge me if you wish.  Not that I’ll care a toss. (more…)

Here’s an erotic hypnosis mp3 for those that like their erotic hypnotism experience to be a little more risque, combining a love of submission and domination with sensual torture and stimulation.

This latest quality erotic hypnosis mp3 is called Candle Wax and Nipple Clamps.    I can’t think of anything better to call it and have stuck to a title that does exactly what it says on the tin.

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I ended my last erotic hypnosis blog post with an introduction to my realisation of just how suggestible a person can be after using a mind machine. A person can, you know, be so suggestible after a session on the Nova Pro Mind machine, that all suggestions are accepted as fact.

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Are you prepared for a relaxing mind expanding experience? Would you like to experience the submissive thrill of brain-washing? Would you like your mind to be liquified?

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