Date: Sat, 10 May 2008 19:10:36 +0000 (GMT)
From: Nexis Pas <nexispas@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Nipple Play Time for You

Nipple Play Time for You

Nexis Pas

Copyright 2008 by the author
(Please send comments to nexispas@yahoo.co.uk)


`Another glass of wine?' David's eyebrows rose in a question
mark.

`Purple butterflies.'

Even before I had finished saying the trigger, David's
eyelids began fluttering, rapidly opening and closing three
or four times before settling firmly shut. His body froze in
place. He had just bent over to pick the wine bottle up from
the table. His right arm remained stretched out to grasp it,
his hand and fingers curved in an arc mimicking the shape of
the bottle. All expression drained from his face, as he
breathed slowly and evenly. I could almost see the control
rods entering his body and mind. That's how I think of his
reaction to this trigger, the one I have installed in him to
initiate trances. It's like the control rods on an atomic
reactor that dampen and slow the reaction. That's what
happens to David. My control rods enter him and dampen and
slow his mind and will as my control replaces them and takes
over.

`Purple butterflies.' Whenever David hears this trigger, he
becomes my puppet, and I become the puppeteer holding the
strings and wires fastened to his body. He comes under my
control. My puppet, floating there in a sea of mindless
oblivion,  entranced and obedient-to a point. It will take
several more weeks, perhaps months, to entice him further
along the path he has been travelling until he has forgotten
what it was like to be free of my control, to make obedience
to me the most natural act in the world for him, to make him
unable even to conceive of disobedience.

I've already spent five months training him. When I brought
him back to full waking consciousness after I hypnotized him
the first time--`Try it. It's just for fun, to spice things
up a bit'--he told me that he found it very erotic to be
tranced. Of course, he did. While he was under, I had told
him that he found trances incredibly erotic. The post-
hypnotic suggestion had worked. That's when I knew I could
make it happen, make him into my puppet. That was the first
test. And I have made sure that his trances have been
incredibly erotic. I've been very patient, leading him step
by step, using physical pleasures to entice him to give up a
bit more control to me each time. A series of minute,
gradual surrenders. He hasn't even noticed the progression,
it's been so subtle. And now there's not much he can do
about it. He doesn't want to resist. He cannot deny himself
the pleasures that obedience and surrender and submission
bring him.

`Undress.'

David straightened up and began removing his clothes. Today
I plan to take David's training a bit further. I will use
the `Nipple Play Time for You' trigger for this session.
It's proved to be the best trigger for the deep training
sessions. David responds so well to it. Even before I began
hypnotizing David, he had sensitive nipples, and it excited
him so much when anyone played with them. `Play with my
nipples,' he once told me, `and I will do anything for you.'
And how accurate his statement has proved to be--more, much
more, accurate than David anticipated when he guilelessly
volunteered the key to his mind and body and let me unlock
them. Of course, at the time he was really only inviting me
to play with his nipples. He didn't suspect how I would use
that piece of information. `I will do anything for you.'
Well, at that moment I doubt that he would have done
`anything' for me. But he soon will.

Making his nipples even more sensitive was my initial ploy
to entice him to try hypnosis. Once I convinced him that he
could, through `self-hypnosis,' experience even more
pleasure from having his nipples stroked and played with, he
entered into my scheme with enthusiasm. Of course, he didn't
suspect I might have ulterior motives in `helping' him
heighten his pleasures. Drop by drop, his growing desire for
the increasing delights to be had through mental
manipulation fuelled first a dependence on my skills as a
hypnotist and then an addiction to hypnosis, an addiction I
created slowly. Now nothing gives David more pleasure than
hypnosis, and he has to have this pleasure. He craves
hypnosis. He wants it with his entire mind and body. If I
denied it to him, he would feel quite real pain. He would
beg me to put him under. But he doesn't need to beg--yet.

`Open your eyes. You see nothing but what I tell you to see.
You hear nothing but what I say to you.' David stared
straight ahead, his eyes open but registering nothing.
`Stand in front of the mirror.' At my command, he turned
toward me, toward the full-length mirror he thought he had
mounted on one wall of his living room. No one can see the
mirror but David, and he can see it only when I tell him to
see it. He does not even remember the mirror exists until I
order him to look into it. He stood facing me, about five
feet in front of me.

`Look at your body. It is very beautiful. You like to look
at your body. It gives you great pleasure to watch yourself
in the mirror.' As always, I repeated these statements
several times, my voice soft and nonthreatening, gentle
suggestions entering David's mind. David's eyes focused on
the mirror, as an image of his body appeared in front of
him.

`Nipple play time for you. Look at your nipples. They are
very beautiful nipples. They are the most beautiful objects
in the world right now. You like to look at them. You can't
take your eyes off them. It gives you great pleasure to
focus on your nipples, to focus all your thoughts on your
nipples.'  David's eyes brightened as they moved to focus on
a spot about chest height a few feet away. He unconsciously
drew himself up a bit and thrust his chest forward, clasping
his hands behind his back and displaying his body, making it
accessible. He didn't know why, but many months of hypnotic
training had conditioned him to anticipate torrents of bliss
from that simple trigger. His body quivered, and his nipples
contracted, forming small, hard peaks as the aureoles
tightened.

I spoke slowly, lowering the pitch of my voice. `Relax. Your
mind is calm. Your mind is receptive. Just listen to my
voice. Listen to my voice and let it guide you. Listen to my
voice and relax. Listen to my voice and open yourself to
what I say.' David's body relaxed into submission, his mind
held rigidly focused by my training.

`Nipple play time for you. Your nipples are very sensitive
now. Even more sensitive than the last time. Each time you
go into a trance, your nipples grow more and more sensitive.
Each time you submit, your nipples grow more and more
sensitive. Each time you obey, your nipples grow more and
more sensitive. It feels so good when I touch your nipples.
No one else can make you feel this good. It feels so good
when I suck on your nipples. No one else can make you feel
this good. Your nipples are so sensitive to my touch. Your
nipples are so sensitive to my lips.

`Nipple play time for you. Look at yourself in the mirror.
You see me standing behind you. I reach my arms around you
and touch your nipples with the tips of my fingers. That
feels so good. Just the slightest touch of my fingers on
your nipples makes you feel so incredibly good. Little
ripples of pleasure spread out from your nipples as I touch
you. Look into the mirror. Watch my fingers as they stroke
your nipples. It feels so good when I touch you. It arouses
you when I touch you like this. Your cock becomes hard and
rigid when I stroke your nipples.

`Nipple play time for you. Look into the mirror. Watch my
hands as I squeeze each of your nipples between my thumbs
and index fingers. Watch my fingers as they close around
your nipples and gently squeeze them. It feels so good. It
feels twice as good as before. Each time I squeeze, the
pleasure doubles. Each time I squeeze, you feel twice as
aroused. Each time I slowly squeeze your nipples and then
release them, your cock becomes twice and hard and rigid as
before.'

David's eyes closed as his head tilted back in ecstasy. A
deep moan rose from his chest. His body rose up as he arched
his feet. He shuddered as my words took him deeper and
deeper into a great sea of pleasure, all of the actions I
was describing occurring only in his mind.

`Nipple play time for you. Look into the mirror. Watch me as
I suck on your nipples. First the left one, and then the
right one. Watch my tongue as it licks your nipples. Watch
my lips as they close around each nipple and suck it into my
mouth. Feel me pull the nipple between my front teeth, just
grazing them with my teeth. Each time I suck on your
nipples, the pleasure doubles. Each time I suck on your
nipples, you feel twice as aroused. Each time I suck on your
nipples, your cock becomes twice and hard and rigid as
before.'

David's body bowed backward. His breathing became harsh and
ragged. His moans grew louder and stretched out longer. His
body vibrated as it surrendered to my words. His cock rose
up at a sharp angle. It pulsated with the pleasures coursing
through his body, jerking upward with each imagined caress,
each imagined pinch, each imagined kiss, of his nipples.

`Nipple play time for you. You are so aroused. You have
never been as aroused as this in your entire life. You are
on the brink of orgasm. Your cum is ready to shoot from your
cock. But you cannot cum. You cannot cum. You cannot cum.
You will cum only when I tell you to cum. You will cum only
when you surrender completely and totally to me. You will
cum only when you submit completely and totally to me. You
will cum only when you are ready to obey me completely and
totally. You want to cum. Your entire body aches with your
desire to cum. You want to cum. You want it more than you
have ever wanted anything in your life. You want to cum. But
you cannot. You will cum only when you surrender completely
and totally to me. You will cum only when you submit
completely and totally to me. You will cum only when you are
ready to obey me completely and totally.'

David's body shuddered as a fit of contractions surged
through him. His entire being was focused on cumming. The
muscles in his abdomen spasmed as they fought to release his
orgasm. His buttocks tightened and clenched. His thigh
muscles bunched with the force of his desire.

`Nipple play time for you. Surrender. Submit. Obey.'

David screamed. `Surrender. Submit. Obey.' The words tumbled
from his lips as his back arched and he thrust his cock
forward as it exploded with blast after blast of cum.

I waited until his orgasm subsided. `Purple butterflies. You
hear and you obey. You surrender. You submit. You obey.
Relax. Just relax now. When you awaken, your conscious mind
will remember nothing of what has happened. Your conscious
mind will not remember that I exist. But your unconscious
mind will remember. It will remember the pleasures that only
I can bring you. You will surrender even more now. You will
submit even more. You will obey me even more. When I speak
to you, you become my mindless, will-less puppet.'

David's body relaxed again. His posture deflated, and a
blank look spread over his face. I stood up and walked
around him. I picked up my coat and put it on. As I reached
the door, I spoke for the final time. `Wake up now. Wake up
now.' I said the final word as I closed the door behind me.

David's training is proceeding well. I am quite pleased with
my progress. I have so many plans for this new puppet of
mine.