Cleopatra, London Erotic Hypnosis Blog

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

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

I had this guy hypnotized on Yahoo during a web cam show. And I had a post hypnotic trigger installed in him that he was not aware of. Basically, on hearing two clicks of my little clickers, he would freeze in the middle of what ever he was doing. Then I woke him up.

“Now, you do trust me, don’t you?”

“Yes,” he nodded. He knows I have no interest in making people strip on web cam.

Good, I’m going to ask you to do something for me. Can you take your T-shirt off?” he nodded and began to take it off. But there was a swift movement he made towards his face first, that I couldn’t make out.

Just at that point when he had his arms stretched up and cocooned by the T-shirt, I let off the clicks. I expected to see him frozen with his arms stuck in the air and the T-shirt wrapped around his head and arms.

Nothing happened.

I squinted in disbelief. How could this be? Even allowing for a 2 second delay in the transmission of my sound (the clicks) and his programmed obedience, he should have been frozen by now.

With the T-shirt off, he sat waiting his next instructions. He also picked something up and his hands went back up to his ears …

Head phones! He’d (sensibly) taken off his headphones before taking off the t-shirt. So he hadn’t heard the triggers. I started laughing. He laughed uncertainly not sure what the joke was.

“Okay, can I ask you to do something else for me? Can you take your glasses off slowly …”

This time he heard the post hypnotic trigger and responded as his subconscious mind had been programmed to. His eyes glazed over and his arms stiffened with the glasses an inch or so away from his face. Then I melted him with one word so he was able to move again. He smiled. “That was awesome,” All the more so since, thanks to post hypnotic amnesia, he had not seen that coming.

To give him a chance to share the trigger with others in the freezing and mannequin play community that he is active with, I put him back under again and planted another trigger that would work when he read it. Like in Instant messages, and phone text messages, or in emails.

But just as I was counting him back, he lost his connection. I dialled him back and got a voice mail. He was clearly still in trance. I’d been counting on the sound of the ringer to wake him. Mischievously, I clicked my clicker twice. He’ll hear that one later.

Then I waited for him to call me back. But then I realised that if he was still asleep, waiting for the command to wake up, that call could b a long time in coming. It would come, but how long his subconscious mind chose to just chill would be anyone’s guess. Then it rang and I was relieved. It had only been a couple of minutes.

“What happened?” he asked.

“You seemed to lose your connection,” I offered.

“All I know is I woke up with my face buried in my mattress.”

Oh, he was asking what had happened before he lost the connection. Amnesia again.

Well, I can report that the additional triggers worked just as well. He was like a kid on Christmas day, stumbling upon yet another well concealed Christmas present, just when he thought there couldn’t possibly be any more.

And if you are one of his friends on the freeze play scene, he may share the trigger sequence with you and allow you to trigger him into freezing. Because he knows it is safe to do so.

Watch my sample Youtube clip to see me freezing a young man called Kevin.

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

Imagine if you could take the pleasure you experience in a hypnotic session with me home with you.  Well, you can.  I’m extending my control over you by sending you away with a handy device that, with one click, will transport you back to the post hypnotic state that you experienced with me.

I specialise in erotic hypnosis that makes you, my subject feel good, and realise that you can experience hypnosis in the very way you have been fantasising you can.

These post hypnotic clickers are not just for hypnotic orgasms.  I can programme you to freeze when you hear the click, or even just fall asleep.  The sound of the click can inflict a tighter hypnotic chastity device around your member, when clicked by your mistress or partner, or inflate a post hypnotic butt plug.  Basically, whatever post hypnotic suggestion your mind is ready to accept, can be associated with the sound of the clicker.

There are 20 Post Hypnotic Souvenirs For My Next 20 Live Face To Face Subjects to Take Home.  They are discreet and handy.  You can use it in the privacy of your bedroom.  Or have a sneaky trigger experience at work.  Just as long as you are not driving or operating any delicate machinery.

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If you’ve seen my DailyMotion preview of my session with Scott back in Houston, Texas, you’ll notice that each time I, or he, click on the clicker, he experiences a dry orgasm. And each one is better than the last.  This could be you.  Trigger yourself or hand it obediently over to your mistress or significant other … or even to a stranger on the street.  How daring are you feeling today?

Yes, I have 20 of these clickers to give to the next 20 live session bookings that I have.  And the post hypnotic suggestion I give you will ensure that you can continue to enjoy the triggers, as triggered by you, or to whomsoever you may choose to give it to.

20 clickers – what will your post hypnotic trigger be?

increasing arousal

a blank mind

mannequin / freezing

a hypno orgasm

an expandable hypnotic butt plug

memory erasure

Alter Ego Manifestation

changing mannerisms

……….. your post hypnotic trigger here

And if you find that after a week, or so, the trigger may seem to need reinforcing, this can be done in a quick 15 minute erotic hypnosis phone call.  Details

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The clickers are going to be handed out on a first come, first served basis.  My supply is limited.  The pleasure is infinite.

Here’s a light hearted animation about a man who receives a post hypnotic clicker from an erotic hypnotist and underestimates its power.

And this is a real clip of one of my subjects enjoying the post hypnotic effects of his clicker.

The clicker does work over web cam too if you’d like to experience it that way.  Visit my web cam hypnosis page to find out how to arrange your erotic hypnosis session or distance training.

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And to make it super easy for you to book your live session, below I’ve included the form you need to fill in:

Okay, so for we Brits, the day is almost over, but am I the only one that noticed that today’s date is a lovely little bit of binary code? 110110.   Actually, technically, it may be too short to mean anything meaningful in binary language.  It just looks so beautiful, I wish I’d had more opportunity to use it.  In the good old days, before cheque books became obsolete, I would have felt all warm and fuzzy, writing the date on the cheque.  But now there is less and less reason to do so. I just have to mark it with a blog.  If I had posted it at 10.00 am, or 10.01, or 10.11, there would have been even

Did I do anything note worthy today?  Well, I had a lovely telephone chat with Madame Raison D’etre, another UK based hypnodomme.  One of her maids was pottering around in the background, Maid Charlotte, I think.  She called her over to say hello to me.  I think she introduced me as Queenie, which sounds cute.  I don’t think people get called Queenie any more.

In the not too distant future, there may be a hypnotic collaboration between Madame Raison D’etre and I.  I’m sure I’m not the only person looking forward to that.   She is very prolific so I am sure it will be some time before October 10 (101010), October 11 (111010), or November 10 (111010 or November 11 (111110).

That’s all I wanted to say. In a binary kind of way.

01100101 01110010 01101111 01110100 01101001 01100011 00100000 01101000 01111001 01110000 01101110 01101111 01110011 01101001 01110011 (Erotic Hypnosis in binary code).

Binary Code Converter for the Time Management Challenged!

Cleopatra, Queen of Erotic Hypnosis in London

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Did you hear the one about the trainee hypnotist, Helmut Kichmeier, 27, who placed himself in a deep hypnotic trance, using self hypnosis while gazing into a mirror?

His wife found him staring intently at the mirror and had to seek the advice of the trance “victims” tutor who brought him back to full awareness. He had allegedly been in trance for five hours when discovered.

And the question this will raise is the whole idea of being trapped in hypnosis.  Like if the hypnotist drops dead in the middle of the session.  I actually watched an episode of Murder She Wrote where a hypnotist got murdered in a room full of tranced subjects, who sat there, gazing impassively during the murder and were still sitting there oblivious when the police broke into the room.   They made it sound like a crisis because they could only be awakened by the person that had put them in hypnosis in the first place – who lay rigid with rigour mortis.  But they had a recording of his (it would be an mp3 if written today), and this was played for the room of subjects who came out of trance promptly on hearing his wake up call.

At some point, the body has to wake up.  I suspect that if that guy had remained in trance for five hours, it was because he wanted to be.   I’ve occasionally left subjects in trance and gone off to change outfits, or get a drink; once I even disappeared to tweet on twitter during a hypnosis session.   Once in a while, I’ve come back to find the subject bleary eyed and awake.  But most times, they are still there in trance, where I left them, because I’ve structured the suggestions that way, that the silence of my absence makes them go deeper.

Sometimes I’ll tell their subconscious mind that I leave it up to them to decide when to wake up.  They come back after a few minutes.  One guy showed no signs of stirring, he was clearly enjoying it too much.  So I had to wade back in and drag him kicking and screaming (metaphorically) back to the land of the awake.

If there had been an emergency, a house fire, or attackers breaking in and threatening Helmut’s safety, he would have come out of the trance.  This is what we are taught in hypnosis and what appears to be true.  The subconscious mind is there to protect you and places that as top priority.  Unless the desire for danger is greater than the desire for safety.

If one hour of hypnosis is eqivalent to four hours of deep sleep, then Helmut Kichmeier must have been on a mega high when he woke up.  I wonder if he’s going to be using self hypnosis in front of a mirror again, any time soon.  It won’t surprise me if he does.

Cleopatra, UK Queen of Erotic Hypnosis

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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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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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I was asked an interesting question by a client as she prepares for a few sessions to enhance her feminization experience. What, you may be asking, does enhancing a feminization experience entail?

Well, on a wider level, it could mean working on the girly mannerisms, the feminine walk, sitting just right, the vanity about appearance, the confidence to walk into a lingerie shop and pick and match the panties of one’s choice. Even (more…)

This doesn’t just have to be one’s hypnotic fetish, but generally, for those of us that are into one fetish or the other, most of us go to great extremes to keep these interests from friends, work colleages, distant relatives, and even partners.

It is easier to come out as gay, than to come out as being into spanking, or bondage, or even hypnosis.  (more…)

Have you been wondering what it would be like to focus on the sound of my voice with your eyes closed and your mind submitting to my words? Do you have reasonable concerns about the cost of an international phone call to the UK when you are in the mood to be hypnotised and seduced over the phone?

Well, I, Cleopatra, have the most excellent news for you.

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