Cleopatra, London Erotic Hypnosis Blog

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  I promptly withdrew my offer of an extra (on the house) hour for lunch and would have withdrawn my offer of making the journey to meet him at his home to hypnotize him – but for the fact being a wheel-chair user meant that the journey across Houston would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).

The erotic hypnosis video that I almost didn’t make has turned out to be a turning point for me, leaving me shaken, stirred, aroused, and an unsuspecting victim of self-hypnosis.

I am a crap hypnotic subject.   I’ve always said it.   But if what I just did in the bathroom could get to me, I believe it can get to anybody. (more…)

After four hours of erotic hypnosis, including some work to help my subject combat work related stress with some hypnotherapy stress relief, it was time to go out to dinner.   As he lived abroad, he had, up till now, contented himself with web cam hypnosis sessions.  Now at last, he had experienced the real thing.  Was the dreamy look that glazed his eyes over dinner due to jet lag, or was this just what happens when your subconscious mind suddenly delivers an extremely pleasant memory?

I refrained from triggering him over dinner at a local Italian restaurant – bless him, he’d been concerned that the restaurant was far from going to be the lavish and expensive treat he wanted to shower on him, but I’d assured him, and he’d agreed, that the quality of the food and the company were far more important.  He did however dig his heels in when I playfully suggested we go to the local Nando’s chicken store.

We walked back to my place for some fresh air.  I’d promised him a ride home.  He’s been extremely supportive as a subject and it was very easy to see him as both friend and client, while knowing he would never try and take advantage as many do.

Parked outside his hotel, he was undoing his seat belt when I reached across and began to massage his scalp.  His eye lids slid down and he slumped in the seat, his lips parted slightly.  As this was possibly the last time I’d be seeing him, I really wanted him to leave with some very positive suggestions.  When I counted him back to full awareness, he sighed deeply.  Less than three months ago, he’d considered himself impossible to hypnotise.  Now, he considered himself the luckiest man, able to let go and sink into deep trance now.

“Cleopatra,” his voice was husky as if he’d been asleep for hours, and not in trance for two minutes, “could you come upstairs with me to my room and do that again,”

Actually, that was a lovely idea.  We scrutinised the parking restrictions of the area to confirm I could leave my car there and entered his hotel as he led the way to his room.

I did a quick tour of his suite while he hastily whipped off his trousers, keeping his underpants on.  He had nothing left to hide from me.  He lay flat on his back in anticipation and I kicked off my shoes and lay beside him.  Explaining that I’d let myself out of the room when I was done.

And then I hypnotised him again, a combination of a two step post hypnotic re-induction and the irresistible trigger of my fingers massaging his scalp. The first step of the re-induction reminds him how much of a struggle it is for him to think about too many things at once, and why it is better to just focus on how good it feels to relax and let go.  The second drops him into deep trance.

I whispered more positive suggestions, throwing in a few erotic suggestions for immediately he woke up.   In the fading light, I could make out the bulge of his cock through his under-pants.  It was tempting to bring him to yet another hypnotic orgasm climax as he lay there helpless.

But instead I planted a gentle kiss on his fore-head and slipped out quietly, with only his subconscious mind knowing when it would be time for him to wake up.

I guarantee you that a lot of things were happening in the privacy behind thousands of hotel room doors across London last night.

But none, bar none, of those encounters would have been as deeply erotic and long lasting as what this over-seas visitor experienced with me.

This is a unique opportunity for my admirers in the United States to experience an in person, live, face to face erotic hypnosis session.  Just you, me, behind closed doors.  And your mind struggling to remember afterwards which parts were real, and which imagined.   Your dreams, for many moons to come, taking you on erotic journeys in which I continue to tease and satisfy you.  Just remembering that lovely British Accent that that made all your fantasies come true at once. (more…)

Here’s a new erotic hypnosis video I’ve made for lovers of PVC.  It was a bright afternoon when I pulled out my box of hypnotising tricks and wondered what to play with.  My large crystal caught my eye, and the sunlight and was the obvious, mesmerising choice. (more…)

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…)

When was the last time you were in a hurry to get home? Imagine being so eager to get home that every time a traffic light turns red and holds you up in traffic, it feels like an eternity. Where you want to yell at the driver to put their foot down on the pedal!  Because your hypnotist has told you that the xcloser you get to home, the more aroused you feel.

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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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I estimate that one out of every three email that I reply to bounces. I’m trying to understand why anyone will go to such lengths to complete an application form for a one to one hypnosis session, and provide a false email. Such a pity as I can tell a lot of thought has gone into these applications. I sometimes put off

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