Lunch and Arousal At Hooters, Spring Texas
Wednesday, August 26th, 2009It’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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