I can't get over how amazing August was. I travelled to extraordinary places for the first time, I got a lot of sunshine (me??), and most importantly, I got two visits from extraordinary women, travelling so many miles to see me. Like a primo and a secondo. Next to which all my previous erotic hypnosis experiences were like delicious antipasti. And somehow it happened here, in northern Italy, aka my kink wasteland.
It's just my dream, come to life: to have all the time in the world to explore D/s hypnosis with an eager and sexy partner, both of us racing to see how far into it we can go.
Practically every fantasy I've ever had, since I first started fantasizing, happened in some form. And on the flip side, I felt the explosive heat of making my partner's deep-held fantasies come true.
It's going to take a lot of processing, and the words "top drop" are coming to mind, but I take comfort in knowing I'm not the same, as a man and hypnotist. At a bare minimum I have a new, hefty treasure chest of crazy hot memories, and a chronicle of bizarre and wonderful occurrences to ponder over. Just the memory alone, of my partner's naked body collapsing helpless in my arms time and time again. Showing me so eloquently her trust, and my power. That changes me.
Besides the ragdoll scene I already blogged about, a sample of other moments I can't forget:
- My partner's obedience bravely fighting against the hypnotically-induced shame as she struggles to repeat the nasty phrases I'm giving her.
- Me saying, "You can't be sarcastic when you hypnotize. You can't just go, [sarcastic voice] go into a trance right now." And watching her stagger on the pavement, to my surprise.
- Posthypnotic triggers in an enormous, empty Catholic church.
- Meeting, and being delighted, by wild alter-egos I created in her.
More to come, maybe in the form of scene logs. Now this was a month!
