"SOLO HYPNOSIS, MASS HYSTERIA" by penandpassion [SUMMARY: Sarah is incapable of being hypnotized. At least, all of her past experiences have failed her. She also has an inability to make herself come from masturbation. With the advice of a friend, she is now seeking out erotic hypno therapy for treatment.] (Opening monologue) I didn’t think you could help me, when I contacted you. I just knew that I needed something. Something I was lacking. I was desperate to fulfill some necessity. Some primal requisite. To appease some urge within me to be completely self satisfying. I shouldn’t have underestimated you, or what you could do. I should have sensed your talents right away. As soon as you looked at me, I knew you wanted in. I felt it. I knew you wanted to own me. To charm me, like a true magician. And I so badly didn’t want to let you in. I didn’t want to let anyone in. I was terrified of someone knowing.. knowing how desperate I was to please myself. To be able to press my fingers against my cunt and pleasure myself in the way that only I knew how. It’s all I wanted. I spent unimaginable amounts of time trying. Rubbing my clit until it was raw, never getting there, always left numb and frustrated to the point of tears. Until that day, I didn’t think it was possible—and, coming to your office then, for the first time, I was so unquestionably confident that you couldn’t get in. Couldn’t break past my barrier. You didn’t have the skill. You didn’t know me yet. How would you possibly, possibly know enough, to have the ammunition to destroy my protective shell. To breach the vault of my mind that I’d so carefully created. To force yourself in. To infiltrate. To rob from within me every divergent desire. Every primal passion. To reveal the utmost acts of depravity from the confidential depths of myself, and to share them with you, a complete stranger, willingly, to do what I hadn’t done with anyone. To let someone in. To control me. To direct me. To reduce me to a weeping servant, groping at myself until pools of cum poured from between my thighs. To transform me from a successful, intelligent, confident woman, into a senseless sexual simpleton at one command. But you did. You were the one. You broke me. You released me, and I’ll never be the same again. [It’s morning time and Sarah is driving to work. She has an appointment with an erotic hypnotherapist this evening at the suggestion of her friend Tiffany. She’s having a terrible day already, assuming the session tonight is going to be another failed attempt. Tiffany calls to chat.] (Phone Rings - Sarah answers, sounding down.) Sarah: — Hey Tiff Tiffany: — You driving? —Yeah, I just — Shit! Tiffany: — You ok? Sarah: — ... No.. no..I just spilled coffee everywhere..which is perfect for how this day is already going… (pause, audible sarcastic huff) Tiffany: — (laughing) Sarah: — Oh yes, it’s so funny.. thank you. (another pause as Sarah cleans up the mess and gets situated again) Ok, what’s up? Tiffany: — When’s the appointment? Tomorrow? Sarah: — (Sighs) Tonight…6:30..another failuuuree. Tiffany: — Oh come on… Sarah: — …No, I know. I won’t completely trash it yet, but I know it’s not going to work. I’ve tried this ten different times Tiff, with so many different people. It just can’t happen. I’m just too well balanced to be hypnotized I guess... (laughs) Tiffany: — Right. Ok miss perfect.. Sarah: — Why can’t I just find a nice guy to be my boyfriend and he can make me cum? Why do I need to do it? I don’t really think I’m missing anything since I’ve never experienced it in the first place. Tiffany: — But masturbating is sooo good. Sarah: — I’m sure self service feels great, Tiff… Tiffany: — I mean, don’t you like to come? Sarah: — Yes.. you know I like to..cum.. but other people can do it for me. Tiffany: — Not as well. Sarah: — Oh my god, shut up! (laughs) Tiffany: — Prude. Sarah: — Oh **** you. Tiffany: — Prude. Sarah: — I’m not a prude, shut up! (still laughing) Just because I don’t shout it from the rooftops the last time I got laid. Tiffany: — Oh, what and that’s me?! Sarah: — (pause.. laughs again) Yes that’s you. Tiffany: — Whatever. Sarah: — Look I’m almost to work so I’ll call you after the appointment and fill you in. Tiffany: — What time’s the appointment? Sarah: — 6:30.. I said that.. so expect my call at about 6:45 telling you it didn’t work. (laughs) Tiffany: — Sure thing, negative Nance. Sarah: — Yeah yeah, ok, bye. Sarah: — Bye. [Door opens and closes, ambient music swells in] Dr.: — Welcome, Sarah. Go ahead and have a seat. Settle in. We need to go over some briefing. Dr.: — Sarah, I want you to understand exactly what kind of therapy it is that I offer. I want you fully aware of what might occur, should we proceed and are successful in our endeavors. I read a summary of why you’re seeking this treatment, and I will say, you are a unique case. Sarah: — Oh, great, that’s exactly what I need to hear. I already knew this wasn’t going to work. No offense. Dr.: — I see. I’m not saying that to discourage you, Sarah. I simply meant that, I feel this is something rare, but treatable. Usually these types of issues are psychological, not physical. There’s a block you can’t move past, for whatever reason. The purpose of my assistance is to help you move past those blocks. To teach you methods of opening your mind, allowing release. Sarah: — I mean, that all sounds positive and all, but I’ve tried this before. Well, not this. Not erotic therapy, but normal hypnosis therapy. Never works. Dr.: — May I ask you a personal question? Sarah: — Sure. Dr.: — Has another person ever brought you to orgasm? (Sarah is visibly and audibly embarrassed) Sarah: — Uhh, y—yeah. Dr.: — Then it definitely isn’t a physical issue. It’s in your head. I will do my best to help you. This will work just like any other therapy session. You will relax as best you can. Try and get into a place mentally where you feel comfortable. And we’ll then begin. (a pause) Dr.: — Now, there is one difference between how I practice and how others practice. Sarah: — Ok. ..What is it? Dr.: — Did you bring the item I asked you to? Sarah: — Oh! Yeah, I did. Let me grab it. (Sarah reaches into her bag and pulls out an old, worn collar) Sarah: — This… (She holds it out, reluctantly, shyly.) Dr.: — Tell me about it. (Hesitant.. deep breath.) Sarah: — Ok.. It used to be on an old stuffed toy of mine.. When..when I was venturing into my sexuality, I would..put it on, while trying to.. you know. Dr.: — While trying to orgasm? Sarah: — Yes. Dr.: — Alright. Sarah, there is one more thing you should understand before we continue. A very important thing. (She is a little hesitant, visibly nervous) Sarah: — What? Dr.: — This is erotic hypnosis, Sarah. Sarah: — Yes.. I know. Dr.: — You know, yes, but you should also be aware of what people under this kind of hypnosis are capable of doing, while in such a vulnerable, sexual state. Sarah: — Like? Dr.: — I’ll choose to be direct here. Stripping of their clothing. Masturbation. Uncontrollable moaning. Orgasm. (Sarah sits for a moment. Taking it in.) Sarah: — Well.. I don’t think that will be a problem, because I honestly don’t feel this will work, but I get it. I already signed the release form. I do understand the “possibilities”. Dr.: — Good. You should understand those possibilities above any others, because you may find yourself experiencing something similar. Dr.: — Your collar. I’d like for you to put it on now. (Sarah stares at him for a second.. then slowly puts the collar around her neck.) Dr.: — Very good. Now, I want you to lie back. Relax as much as you can. Get your body as comfortable as you can. (She lies back, really settling in. Low sigh, to relax.) Dr.: — Good. Nice and comfortable. Good. Ok. I’d like for you to clear your mind, Sarah. Nothing in this moment matters, but you and your body. Let all your thoughts dissolve until there’s nothing left but you and your ability to please yourself. Dr.: — I’m going to give you a moment to let yourself go to that place while you listen to my words. From here on out, I don’t expect you to speak anything beyond a yes or no answer. You may even nod for yes or shake your head for no. I won’t stop you, but I won’t provoke you. This is a safe place. A place to feel comfortable. A place to experience release, and pleasure. (Nothing but the sounds of Sarah breathing, relaxing) Dr.: — Pleasure is the ultimate human experience, and it’s something that can be utilized all on one’s own. I’m going to teach you, Sarah, how to achieve that ultimate experience. I’m going to provide you with the tools you need to let go. I’m going to begin a countdown, and at the end of the countdown you will hear a word. You will do as the word says, without question. Nod if you understand. (She nods in affirmation. His voice is different. Lower. More serious. Breathy) Dr.: — Good. And.. five…. four… three… two… Sleep. *clicking sound* (Sarah is still conscious. Eyes closed. She’s sitting there silently, but she can hear a faint voice in her head, far off but a little louder as it repeats itself, she also hears the counting again, fading in) Dr.: — three….two….Sleep. *clicking sound* Sleep. (speaking slowly) Sarah: — I don’t feel anything.. Dr.: — Sleep Sarah: I don't.feel any.. different. Dr.: — Sleep. Sarah. Sleep. Inner Voice: — Fight it. Sarah: — I…can’t. Dr.: — Sleep. Inner Voice: — Fight it. Sarah: — I can't.. I'm.. (She’s faltering… fading a little.) Dr.: — Sleep Sleep. Inner Voice: — They're just words, Sarah. Sarah: — But.. it’s… It's that voice.. I… Dr.: — Sleep. Let your mind lose itself. Sleep [Struggling, moaning.] (Sarah breathing.. the voice is gone..Just her and him. She under.) Dr.: — Sleep Sarah Sleep. Dr.: — There is nothing wrong with the experience of self pleasure. Touching yourself is a good thing. A healthy thing. If at any point during this session you feel the desire to touch yourself, I want you to do so. Do not hold back. Let your body move freely. Let your mind move even more freely. Don’t hinder yourself. Set yourself free. Nod if you understand. (Sarah nods, breathing) Dr.: — Sarah, I want you to feel completely as ease here. With yourself, your mind, and your body. I’d like to try a different approach with you, Sarah. Are you alright with that? Sarah: — Yes. Dr.: — Good. I think you have wonderful potential for commanding your own body. I can see strong willpower within you, wanting to come out and take control. I know you can feel it growing. An ache inside you, radiating from between your thighs. Let it out, Sarah. Let out the sexual energy you’ve kept so locked away. (Sarah begins to moan lowly. Breathing. Her hands move to her blouse, to remove it.) (a pause) Sarah: — I want to.. touch myself. Yes. Dr.: — Yes. It’s ok. Take it off if you’d like. Whatever makes you feel comfortable. Sarah: — Ahh yes.. *sounds of clothing unbuttoning, shuffling, tossing onto the floor* Dr.: — Continue. Don’t be afraid. Free yourself. Sarah: — Ok.. Dr.: — The ***** human form is a beautiful thing Sarah. Sarah: — Yes… Dr: — I can see that yours does not discredit that statement. Your body is something to be celebrated. A true creation of artistry, and I greatly enjoy looking at it. Do you feel relaxed? ….Do you feel relaxed? Sarah: — Yes… Dr.: — Sarah.. are you a good girl? Sarah: — …Yes.. Yes. Dr.: — You don’t have to hide it. Tell me, are you a good girl? (spoken more firmly) Sarah: — …..Yes. (nervous moaning) Dr.: — Good girl. I know you are. Now, because you’re such a good girl, you’re going to make yourself come tonight. Aren’t you, good girl? Sarah: — Yes.. (breathing, moaning still softly) Dr: — You are. Show me what a good girl I know you can be. Show me that you know how to touch yourself. (Sarah’s hands move to her body, over *******, she’s moaning softly and breathing heavily. They continue down to her *****, where she begins touching herself.) (The Dr’s voice is beginning to get breathy. He’s aroused. He lets out soft moans as he watches Sarah begin to pleasure herself.) (Sarah moans continuously, touching herself, she’s beginning to get distressed, realizing on some level what is happening) Sarah: — No.. I can’t…Don’t.. look at me. Dr.: — There. There now. See, I knew you were a good girl. Ah.. yes.. Sarah: — No, please..I can’t.. don’t look tame. Dr: — Keep going, don’t stop. (nervous moaning, continues touching) Sarah: — Mmm..****.. Yes.. Yes.. Mmm.. Yes.. Please… Yes.. Make me.. make me.. Dr.: — Keep going, don’t stop. Shh.. It’s alright. This is perfectly natural. This is how it’s done. This is how you please yourself. Keep going, don’t stop. Good girl. Keep going. (increasing masturbation, close to orgasm, drawn out, improv) Sarah: — Please.. ****..no. please..please.. Please let me cum. Dr.: — Good girl. Love yourself. Such a sexy, dirty girl. Now, I’m going to do a countdown from ten, and when I get to one, you’re going to continue being the good little girl I know you are, and you’re going to come for me. Do you understand? (moaning, voice increasing) Sarah: — Yes… Dr.: — 10 Dr.: — 9 Dr.: — 8 Dr.: — 7 Dr.: — 6 Dr.: — 5 (almost coming) Sarah: — Oooooh, fuuuuck… mmmm….yesss…. fuuuck. Dr.: — 4 Dr.: — 3 Dr.: — 2… (caught right before her orgasm, not yet able to come.. but he doesn’t continue counting) Sarah: — Ahh…please.. (she’s becoming more and more desperate, she tried to override it and come but can’t without his command) Sarah: — Fuuuck.. No.. please.. please…… Please let me come, please.. ****…. Ahhh….. (Time seems to stand still.. He still doesn’t speak.. she continues moaning in desperation for a while) Dr.: — Do you want it, Sarah? — Ahh! ****! Yes! Please! Please! Dr.: — 1….Cum for me. Cum. Cum you dirty little whore. (Sarah immediately lapses into an extremely intense orgasm… improv for a good while.. slow breathing gradually.. until she’s calm again and quiet) Dr.: — Good. That was excellent. You did very, very well. You may put your clothing back on. (Sarah dresses herself, still under) Dr.: — Now, I’m going to do another short countdown. At the end of the countdown you’ll hear a word, you will do as that word says. Nod if you understand. (very soft breathing, Sarah nods) Dr.: — Good. Three.. two.. one.. Wake. Wake, Sarah, Wake. (A little gasp of air.. moaning.. confusion.. but awareness of what happened to a degree..) Sarah: — I.. what happened? Did I.. Did I cum? (genuinely concerned and interested if she did) Dr.: — You did. Yes. Sarah: — Why do I not..remember it? (still speaking slowly, confused) Dr.: — Don’t worry, Sarah. You will. It’s in there. It was your experience. Now it’s your memory. It will come to you in time. The important thing that happened today is that you did it. You got there. You brought yourself to orgasm. That is a true breakthrough. Don’t depreciate the value of what you are taking from this session today. This is an enormous step for you. Dr.: — It’s getting late now. We should conclude this first session and you should head on home. You’e going to be more exhausted than you realize. You did very well today. Here’s my card. Call me if you have any questions or you need anything whatsoever. Sarah: — Ok… yes.. I .. I will. Thank you, Dr.. (still sounds confused, she gets up, walks towards the door) Sarah: — Have a nice night. Dr.: — I’m sure we’ll be in touch. Goodnight. END.