Cleopatra, London Erotic Hypnosis Blog

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

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.

Cleopatra, London Queen of Erotic Hypnosis

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.

Click Here To Book Your Erotic Hypnosis Web Cam  Sessions Here

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

I, and the Foot Fetish Hypnosis community, suffered a calamity yesterday as I was preparing to leave Los Angeles.  An almost irreparable loss in the shape of a chipped toe nail.

Now, this is not just any toe nail.  Oh no.   This is the nail of the big toe on my right foot.  And not just any old big toe nail on any old right foot.  This was a specially adorned toe-nail, one of a set of ten, encrusted with a spiral of crystal like diamonds on a deep wine coloured gel background on the waiting to be kissed feet of an erotic hypnotist.  Designed to mesmerise and a wonderful conversational hypnosis ice-breaker.   I showed them off at Brian David Phillip’s Walkabout Trance and Erotic Hypnosis Weekend at Redondo Beach, Los Angeles last weekend.

So, fast forward a couple of days later, and how did this erotic calamity happen?  I was preparing for my flight to Dallas, the next leg of my one to one erotic hypnosis tour.  I have a gizmo for weighing my suitcases to ensure I am within the pitiful 23 kg weight allowance permitted per suitcase when flying.  For some reason, I am always at least four kg over the limit at check-in.  Per suitcase.  So I bought this as a solution.

Sadly, the gizmo does not promise to do the actual packing.  How can any airline with a heart expect anyone to pack three laptops, audio recording equipment, pvc outfits, a swim suit (although I cannot swim, I look hot pretending I’m about to dive in), wigs, English marmalade, a pair of scissors, a 20 foot long LAN cable (for those retarded hotels that think WI-FI in guest rooms is a luxury), a Nova Pro 100 Light Sound Mind Machine kit with head phones and microphone, one pocket watch, one large hypnotic crystal, two anatomically correct male and female dolls for voodoo erotic hypnosis, a camcorder, a tripod, panties, bras (very big bras), more panties (okay, yes, big panties – you just have to love a woman that admits to owning big panties), one paper back book on Power Persuasion and another, hard back book, on how to split the human mind into two, then proceed to fuck about with the poor dumb-struck  soul (okay, that last bit was my take on what to do next after splitting the right brain from the left brain), a pair of denim hot pants (also big, butt guys agree here that size never matters once I have them on), make-up I never remember nor have the time to use (neither does it matter once you are hypnotised, and I always aim to hypnotise you as quickly as possible so I can get on to the fun parts – although an unhurried induction is as good as unhurried foreplay, yes?), one set of nipple clamps (much to small for my extra large nipples ((they do say that everything is big in Texas but things seem bigger since I landed)) , but to test the pain threshold, or lack thereof, of hypnotised subjects for anaesthesia ( that is what I would have told US customs if I’d been stopped at the border, anyway), a packet of custard creams, three dozen condoms, in as many sizes and flavours (a female hypnotist can live in hope, yes?), a 100 ml bottle of lube (a little goes a long, long way, yes?) and a one foot long usb to firewire cable – all within a meagre allowance of 23 kg?  And that is just one suitcase out of my allowance of two. Can you even begin to imagine what I packed in the second suitcase?

So, you can see how part of my logistics and careful planning is to be able to weigh my luggage in advance to avoid the trauma and humiliation of having to open it up  with the above contents within full glare of hundreds of strangers waiting impatiently on the check-in queue behind me, while I try to figure out, in retrospect, what should be left behind.

It goes without saying that lifting the suitcases to weigh them with my gizmo is quite an effort that requires two hands and the correct posture.  And it was during this weight-lifting effort, while attempting to determine the weight of one of the suitcases, that the upwards motion of lifting it up off the ground, had the undesired effect of taking the tip of my toe nail with it.  I practically heard the crystals flying around the room, drowned out only by my howls of anguish.

My expression of grief was not just for the pain associated with swiftly removing a toe nail without an anaesthetic.  It was more for the foot fetishists that these nails had been lovingly designed to seduce.  Men with a foot fetish have been enslaved by much less. So, coupling the effects of the glistening stones on my toe nails, along with the sound of my voice and my words, the unsuspecting were meant to be dropping at my feet to worship them, no less.

So now, in between sessions in Dallas or Houston, I shall be on the look out for a manicurist who is at least half as gifted as my regular manicurist in Purley Way, Croydon and see if she can repair my toe-nail.  And make it seem as if I’ve never lifted a suitcase in my life.

Frankly, if I were as clairvoyant as I am hypnotic, I would have anticipated the false economy of a damaged pedicure and opted to pay the excess baggage at the airport instead!

I was concluding a live in person erotic hypnosis session with a hypnotic massage. This version being one in which every touch is amplified and the relaxation far deeper than with a normal massage and the arousal created almost sadistic as the subject waits for permission to climax. I gave him a count-down from 10 down to zero, after which he would be allowed to cum.

And when I finally gave him permission to cum, I watched his cock lurch forward with a mind of its own, spewing its contents, with dizzy relief, all over his naked belly and thighs, cascading down his skin. And as I watched, ever fascinated by the process of male ejaculation – each the same, and yet so individually different – I noticed there was something definitely different here. I’ve brought this client to climax through hypnosis before – and the consistency of his spunk this time was … different. There was loads of it. But it wasn’t his usual thick and creamy delivery. It was very watery. Remember when I said it cascaded down his skin? It literally sped down.

I made a note to myself to ask him, when he was fully out of trance, if he’d had a vasectomy since our last hypnosis session. That could explain why his semen looked different. I have this theory that probably has no scientific credibility whatsoever – a fertile man has thick cum. The less fertile, the thinner the spunk. But what the heck; I flunked Biology, so what do I know?

Well, after a while, his body stopped shuddering and he fell into a post orgasmic trance. To me it just makes sense to give a subject a relaxing and deep trance immediately after an orgasm. During conscious sex and orgasms, we want to sleep anyway. Also, when I see the client lapse back into a deep trance, I know they’ve finished cumming.

And I was just counting him back up to full awareness when a thought hit me. Supposing what he had just had was not a full orgasm? Supposing he still had some spunk left? His penis was still quite stiff … which doesn’t mean much since the blood flow and circulation varies from one individual to the next.

I didn’t want him to leave unrequited with inadvertent orgasm denial. I swiftly included a clause in the suggestions to wake saying he would wake on cue, unless he still had some more cum left to ejaculate, in which case he would do whatever he had to do to cum fully. I remembered thinking, nah, that’s too clumsy for the mind to handle.

Boy, was I wrong!

You know that point where a subject is being counted back to full awareness and they start to stir and wake. Well, he had been stirring and I could see he was preparing to awaken, until I put in that conditional clause to cum again. His body language changed from burgeoning alertness, to reinstated arousal and he was moaning again. Although I had suspected it, I could not believe it.

On the count that should have had him wake up, he began to moan and writhe again. And he reached down and began to stroke his cock, still in the trance. And as I commanded him to cum now, this time, I saw twice the volume of spunk shooting out of his cock, as if he’d just ended a vow of celibacy. I could not imagine where he’d got that amount of fluid, adding both orgasms together, from.

When he finally came out of trance, he looked as shocked as I, who was still standing there gaping disbelievingly from his crotch to his face. The first thing I wanted to know was, had he deliberately held back with the first orgasm.

“No,” he said. As far as he was concerned, he had felt himself ejaculating and was sure he had cum, until I made that suggestion that if there was anything left he could cum again. And then he just felt it happening again, stronger this time, taking him by surprise.

I told him about the thin consistency of his first ejaculate, and how the second compared. The only suggestion he could offer was that, as he is used to either stroking his cock or having it stroked for him, when cumming, and as neither happened, his body may not have accepted the first as a full orgasm without the manual stimulation. I know that has always found hands-free orgasms in erotic hypnosis beyond his reach (don’t you just love my puns?) and has often asked for permission to use his hands during erotic hypnosis.

But this is plenty of food for thought, and I shall be on the look out for any one holding back on me when I decide it is time to cum.

Cleopatra, Queen of Erotic Hypnosis

My first United States Erotic Hypnosis visit is taking shape.  I initially published a wish-list of Cities I was prepared to visit.  But based on enquiries received so far, the following Cities are on my provisional itinerary.

Dallas

Houston

Chicago

Indianapolis

New York

These are the popular ones getting mentioned where those of you that would like to experience a live erotic hypnosis session are based, or prepared to travel to.  Only a certain number of fixed and confirmed bookings for a particular US City will lead to it being a permanent stop on my itinerary.  So some of the above could drop off and others can still be added.

During these visits I’ll be offering one on one erotic hypnosis sessions with each of you.  Some of you I’ve met already in person when you visited the UK. For others our contact has been via web cam or phone and we feel almost as if we know each other.

I could bring my sexy outfits with me from London, but I think part of the purpose of being in the US is to see what new, hot exotic and fetish pieces I can add to my wardrobe.   I especially love PVC, satin and silk.

These sessions are private, and as with all my sessions, nothing will be filmed, captured, or recorded without prior mutual agreement. If you want to record your session, then please discuss this with me prior to the meeting as terms and conditions apply.

The rate for a one hour session is $250 with each additional hour being $150.  (You didn’t think I’d be charging pound sterling while in the United States, did you?  Couples can attend but a premium applies.  And you will have to take your newly implanted post hypnotic triggers for pleasure away with you … you can’t test them out on my hotel bed!

I did have an enquiry from Edmonton (Canada ((did you know there’s an Edmonton in London, too))  and I do promise to do a separate Canada visit, based on requests, later in the year or early next year.

That’s all for now.

Cleopatra, Queen of Erotic Hypnosis

Focus your gently closing eyes on my crystal ...

I’ve had two pvc related wardrobe malfunctions during online hypnosis today and it wasn’t even 8 am yet.

The first occurred as I was putting on my PVC body suit/cat suit for the web cam show.   As I zipped it up, I found it was choking me and realised I’d put it on back to front!  When I say I’m not a morning person, you really must believe it!  (more…)

There is still a whole lot more to this tale of a young man that came to me for hypnosis. The previous installation can be found here. http://www.queencleopatra.co.uk/hypnosex/more-on-the-client-from-hell-and-erotic-hypnosis.htm

I sat still, and stunned, digesting the revelation. I was also digesting the fact that this young man had just spent a fortune to learn the hard way one of the first things any one that does research into hypnosis should know: You cannot hypnotise anyone into doing something against their will. (more…)

You may remember the story I started telling about a rather tricky client. Well, he was browsing my blog, saw the blog entry and had a fit, thinking I was about to expose his identity. He emailed me asking me not to write about him any more. I think that’s ridiculous. I don’t run a scandal sheet to name and shame. My blogs are always carefully written, such that even the people I write about barely recognise themselves, let alone a casual reader. I wrote back telling him that no one tells me what I can and can’t write about and re-assuring him that nothing that identifies him will be written here.

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So, the question I am asking myself is, do I have the voice for hypnosis today?

Like thousands, if not millions around the UK, I’ve come down with a cough and cold, not helped by the fact that a recent bit of amateur DIY in the house was the death of my central heating system. The result, a very, very cold house, save for some powerful and effective portable heaters. The heating engineer will be returning tomorrow with the required part for the central heating and I’ll soon be warm and cosy again. (more…)