Meg had naughtytherapy one of naughtytherapy those naughtytherapy mischievous naughtytherapy smiles on her naughtytherapy face naughtytherapy; that should have been naughtytherapy my first clue, but I missed it. I let myself get distracted by the newsprint booklet she naughtytherapy was naughtytherapy waving naughtytherapy in my naughtytherapy face pictures instead.
Learn to pictures experience increased pleasure and intimacy through mutual hypnosis. Includes discussion of induction pictures techniques, formulating effective naughtytherapy suggestions naughtytherapy, and a practical demonstration. Couples only. Instructor: Carol Sherman, CCHT. 3 sessions.
Taking naughtytherapy my naughtytherapy head into her hands, Meg treated me to a kiss that naughtytherapy put a lump in pictures the front of my shorts. "I do too," she replied. "That naughtytherapy's why I've already naughtytherapy signed naughtytherapy us up. Don't naughtytherapy make any naughtytherapy plans for Thursday the 18th, lover."
"Maybe you'd better take naughtytherapy Friday off too naughtytherapy," she added naughtytherapy, reaching naughtytherapy down to naughtytherapy open my zipper.
We arrived 10 naughtytherapy minutes naughtytherapy ahead of the 7:00 naughtytherapy scheduled start time. A young woman met us at the door and led us to naughtytherapy the practice naughtytherapy room. She looked to be in her early thirties, with naughtytherapy chestnut hair and the deepest naughtytherapy brown eyes I've ever seen.
While Meg and naughtytherapy I were getting situated, Carol stood apart naughtytherapy from the naughtytherapy group and made a few notes in a pictures personal organizer. Nodding to herself, she closed the pictures book and tucked it into naughtytherapy a slim naughtytherapy portfolio case naughtytherapy. "Everyone's here now," she announced, "We can get naughtytherapy started."
"As you know from the course description, this workshop is about hypnosis for couples. I've been a practicing hypnotherapist for about five years now, and for the last two I've naughtytherapy specialized in treating sexual dysfunctions naughtytherapy in both men and naughtytherapy women naughtytherapy. In that time it naughtytherapy's naughtytherapy been my pleasure to teach hundreds of couples how they can use hypnosis to enhance their love lives. If you naughtytherapy stay naughtytherapy with me and work together over the three sessions in naughtytherapy this class, I promise you that naughtytherapy the experience will change the way you naughtytherapy think about sexual pleasure."
"But first naughtytherapy," she continued, "I need to make sure that naughtytherapy you all understand naughtytherapy some important things about what pictures we will and won't be doing here. You naughtytherapy will be naughtytherapy practicing hypnosis naughtytherapy on each other, learning to use the hypnotic state for erotic purposes. Each of you will learn to drop naughtytherapy into a deep trance on command from your partner naughtytherapy. Sharing naughtytherapy that naughtytherapy power brings a new depth of intimacy to relationships, but it requires absolute trust. If you naughtytherapy don't share your partner 's interest in erotic naughtytherapy hypnosis, or if you are not sure you naughtytherapy want naughtytherapy to let your partner naughtytherapy guide you into naughtytherapy a trance and give you suggestions, then you should not be pictures here. I'd rather see you invest your time in naughtytherapy improving your relationship or at naughtytherapy least pictures doing something you can both enjoy.
Carol turned to face the speaker . "You're Ellen pictures, right naughtytherapy?"
"As you watch your spot on the ceiling, you will find that your eyes become tired from staring so naughtytherapy long at naughtytherapy one place. They naughtytherapy begin to water, to strain, to blink. That's perfectly okay. Eyes get tired, especially when they are focused so pictures well naughtytherapy in one place, as yours are now. It naughtytherapy's okay to feel tired, sleepy, groggy, drowsy. Okay to feel naughtytherapy the lids growing heavy, trying to blink, trying to close. Soon you will find that you can naughtytherapy no longer hold your eyes open; they will blink pictures, quickly naughtytherapy at naughtytherapy first, and then more and more often naughtytherapy, until they simply no longer wish to remain opened at all. And that's naughtytherapy fine too. Don't make any naughtytherapy deliberate effort to close your eyes naughtytherapy or to naughtytherapy keep them open; just let them close naughtytherapy or blink naughtytherapy whenever they naughtytherapy want to, and you'll drift into a wonderful, pleasant naughtytherapy place naughtytherapy of relaxation. Just let yourself go.
"Welcome naughtytherapy back everyone," Carol said. "Take your time, don naughtytherapy't be in a hurry to naughtytherapy start naughtytherapy moving around. Take naughtytherapy a minute and naughtytherapy pay naughtytherapy attention to how you feel: peaceful, relaxed naughtytherapy, at ease."
Carol nodded and turned to the next naughtytherapy couple. We watched and listened as the other couples related their experiences naughtytherapy. Most of them turned out to be visual types, plus one or two auditory. Meg was the only kinesthetic in the group.
"So naughtytherapy what naughtytherapy did you naughtytherapy think of the naughtytherapy class?" Meg asked with naughtytherapy forced nonchalance naughtytherapy.
"It was ... interesting," I said. "I wonder what all she naughtytherapy told naughtytherapy us while we were out of it."
My field of naughtytherapy vision narrowed to just the road in front naughtytherapy of me as I tried to naughtytherapy ignore the exquisite sensations in my crotch. Finally I gulped and found a couple of words. "I'm speechless," I confessed.
"You're naughtytherapy not driving," I pointed out naughtytherapy. "Go ahead and come if you want to; blow off some steam."
Meg opened her eyes and checked our position: about naughtytherapy 3 blocks from the house. "Hallelujah naughtytherapy." she cried. "I knew you had it in you ... now hurry up so you can get it into me naughtytherapy."
"Yes!" she gasped naughtytherapy as I buried my cock between her legs. "Oh, this is perfect! Don't you dare stop!"
If there's one naughtytherapy problem with having a Thursday night like we 'd naughtytherapy had, it's this: Friday can't help naughtytherapy but seem lame by comparison. I spent most of the day glued to my naughtytherapy desk, updating some CAD pictures drawings with last-minute changes from the client. Once naughtytherapy I'd sent the naughtytherapy finished naughtytherapy version across the wire to the print shop, it was just after three o'clock - too early to leave, too late to start something new.
"Something like that," I waffled, trying to get myself oriented naughtytherapy again.
Meg had an interesting idea on Sunday. "Why don't we practice together today?"
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"Nothing," I answered. I rolled away from Meg and checked out naughtytherapy my alarm clock. It read pictures 2:10pm, so I set the alarm time to 3:15. "Just a precaution naughtytherapy," I explained. "As nice as this is, I don't want to spend the whole afternoon naughtytherapy sacked out."
"Did the clock go off?"
After the meeting, and a long lunch with naughtytherapy Gary and Barbara during which we contemplated various methods naughtytherapy of torture suitable for the network administrators, my PC still wasn't up. Barbara had the naughtytherapy afternoon off so I tried naughtytherapy to get some work done using her machine, but it naughtytherapy was like driving someone else's car - the controls are more or less the same, but naughtytherapy everything is just different enough to naughtytherapy be awkward naughtytherapy. By three o'clock, with three techs now naughtytherapy huddled over my crippled PC scratching their heads, I'd had enough naughtytherapy and headed pictures home in disgust.
I found Meg on the bed and started to say something, but I stopped short. She was so still, so peaceful looking. Meg is an active sleeper, rolling around pictures and naughtytherapy moving her arms and legs as she dreams; seeing her this quiet was odd. I naughtytherapy tiptoed around naughtytherapy the bed naughtytherapy for a closer look.
My cock was screaming for attention, but I willed myself to let go and get back to the naughtytherapy original naughtytherapy plan naughtytherapy. I put my mouth over the nearest nipple and sucked, running my tongue over the extended tip naughtytherapy, while at the same time I began probing her slit with my fingers. Meg moaned deeply, and soon I could naughtytherapy feel moisture coating my fingertips as naughtytherapy they naughtytherapy stroked naughtytherapy her naughtytherapy center.
Instead I put the naughtytherapy broad side of my tongue right against naughtytherapy her swollen clit and teased it naughtytherapy, rubbing against naughtytherapy one side and naughtytherapy then the other, until the moans turned into passionate cries and then to shrieks as Meg came. I did my best to stay in position, trying to make naughtytherapy the orgasm last as long as I could for naughtytherapy her. Even in the throes of naughtytherapy a naughtytherapy climax, she was so relaxed that her legs remained naughtytherapy almost completely naughtytherapy limp naughtytherapy on my shoulders.
"A couple of pictures simple posthypnotic suggestions," she explained. "One of naughtytherapy the keys to using erotic hypnosis is believing that it really can work. Before you naughtytherapy try making suggestions to each other, I naughtytherapy wanted you naughtytherapy to naughtytherapy see and naughtytherapy feel naughtytherapy for yourselves that the naughtytherapy results we are going to talk about naughtytherapy are possible - not naughtytherapy just in the naughtytherapy abstract, but for you specifically. The best naughtytherapy way to naughtytherapy prove that pictures to you was by example.
"Rapid induction," Jim said by way of explanation. "One of the suggestions I always reinforce with Carol is that she will naughtytherapy drop into trance whenever I utter a particular phrase. As you can see, it's a very fast way to take your naughtytherapy partner into trance. It's also kind of fun in its own right," he added, winking at us.
"Until I tell her to wake up naughtytherapy ... or until naughtytherapy my arms give out and I drop her on the naughtytherapy floor." We naughtytherapy laughed nervously at his joke. Carol was naughtytherapy a naughtytherapy good four inches taller than Jim, and strongly built naughtytherapy; I wondered how long naughtytherapy he could hold her up.
"That's an important thing to remember," Jim said, addressing the class. "Even though your partner's eyes are open and she seems naughtytherapy okay, always end with the suggestion naughtytherapy that she is fully awake and alert. It helps her to focus again on naughtytherapy the here naughtytherapy and naughtytherapy now."
"Of naughtytherapy course not," Carol agreed. "Don naughtytherapy't worry, we naughtytherapy've got some Cliff naughtytherapy's Notes for you naughtytherapy." Jim naughtytherapy reached naughtytherapy into the canvas bag they had carried into the dojo with them and produced a number of folded booklets. "These booklets have a number of standard induction naughtytherapy scripts in them," Carol naughtytherapy explained while naughtytherapy her husband passed out the materials. "You'll recognize naughtytherapy several of the samples in there naughtytherapy from last week, because I blended several standard scripts together. Look these over together and pick the one that your partner is most comfortable with. Think about what elements from last week naughtytherapy's naughtytherapy induction worked particularly well for her, and choose a naughtytherapy script that focuses on those elements."
"Sure," Meg answered immediately.
"Any more thoughts or questions?" When nobody spoke up, Carol nodded. "Okay, then begin."
After naughtytherapy a few naughtytherapy seconds, I continued . "As you feel that comforting, relaxing flow of air moving through your hands, through your arms to your shoulders, maybe finding again naughtytherapy that faint tingling sensation, perhaps in your elbows or forearms naughtytherapy this time naughtytherapy, then moving down through your body. Down through your chest naughtytherapy and stomach, down through your hips, down through naughtytherapy your thighs, into your knees and shins and calves." The script had the naughtytherapy word 'down' in italics, so I gave each 'down' some extra emphasis naughtytherapy. "Again naughtytherapy, you might feel that pictures faint naughtytherapy tingling sensation just there, just below your knees, moving naughtytherapy down through your ankles and out the bottoms naughtytherapy of naughtytherapy your feet. And you can find a great deal of calmness and easiness in this rather strange idea that naughtytherapy you can breathe in through your fingers, that you can actually feel the air moving through your naughtytherapy whole body in one single, warming, comforting flow. A unidirectional flow, moving through your naughtytherapy whole body in pictures one naughtytherapy single comforting flow. The naughtytherapy calmness and naughtytherapy relaxation you breathe in doesn't get involved with naughtytherapy the tensions and stresses that you pictures breathe away from naughtytherapy yourself. With each naughtytherapy breath you naughtytherapy take, with each word naughtytherapy I speak, you find yourself becoming naughtytherapy steadily more and more relaxed."
Here goes, I thought to myself, and turned back to address Meg. "Time to naughtytherapy wake up, Meg. I'm going to count to three, and when I reach naughtytherapy three your naughtytherapy eyes will open and naughtytherapy you will be fully awake. One ... two ... three."
"Is that better naughtytherapy?"
"This isn't a full-blown hallucination," Jim added. "Carol is fully aware of where she really is and what she naughtytherapy is really doing."
"That's right," she naughtytherapy agreed. "But at naughtytherapy the same time naughtytherapy, I naughtytherapy'm getting the physical sensation of a skilled masseur working on me. I can feel the warmth pictures of the massage naughtytherapy oil, the naughtytherapy pressure of his hands naughtytherapy, the softness of the towel naughtytherapy over my bottom naughtytherapy. And my body is relaxing in response, at least as much as it can while naughtytherapy I'm standing naughtytherapy here talking to you."
She certainly looked relaxed. Then Jim snapped his fingers and Carol stood up straight again, the playback apparently over.
"That was a relatively modest demonstration naughtytherapy of naughtytherapy body memory," she said. "But with practice, you naughtytherapy can make it work for any naughtytherapy memorable physical experience." Her tone of voice made it quite clear that we could take naughtytherapy "any naughtytherapy" literally naughtytherapy.
"Surprise me naughtytherapy," she said, lying down on the mat.
"Would you like to experience that again?"
"Okay."
I was feeling playful naughtytherapy. "Don't you remember? I didn't tell you not to naughtytherapy."
I just shrugged and smiled naughtytherapy mysteriously. "Could be."
Tamika was awake naughtytherapy, we saw, and had a shocked naughtytherapy look on her naughtytherapy face. Her companion held one of her hands and was watching her face. He petted Tamika's hand lightly and she whooped again, her mouth naughtytherapy falling open and eyes bulging naughtytherapy. Her pictures other hand dove between her legs as if she had dropped an ice cube down there. A few more light strokes and her expression gradually naughtytherapy changed from naughtytherapy surprise naughtytherapy to lust.
The other couples were finishing up soon naughtytherapy, too naughtytherapy. One woman giggled and squeezed her legs together pictures every time her mate said a trigger word. Another seemed unable naughtytherapy to take her eyes off naughtytherapy her husband naughtytherapy's crotch. The most surprising moment for me came when a willowy blonde naughtytherapy - I think her name was Pam - stood up, turned to face the whole class, and lifted naughtytherapy her top. She stood there, bare breasts exposed, for a good five-count before covering up and naughtytherapy sitting back down naughtytherapy. Her stunned expression told us that she hadn't planned on doing that; her erect nipples when she did naughtytherapy it again a few pictures seconds later told us naughtytherapy she was getting pictures quite a charge out of it.
"Would you rather do it now?" The other naughtytherapy couples' antics had gone a long way toward easing my inhibitions; compared to Pam, what I'd set up for naughtytherapy Meg seemed naughtytherapy relatively tame.
"Why not?"
"Are you naughtytherapy laying down naughtytherapy?"
I took naughtytherapy a quick peek naughtytherapy around naughtytherapy to see who was naughtytherapy within earshot. Greg was naughtytherapy out at an appointment; Barbara was on the naughtytherapy phone herself and looked pretty absorbed. A naughtytherapy clicking noise told me Meg had switched to speakerphone.
"Goodnight Gracie." I naughtytherapy listened for some kind of response, but there naughtytherapy was none - the trigger must have worked, I reasoned, or Meg would have come back with some kind naughtytherapy of naughtytherapy remark. "That's it, darling, relax for naughtytherapy me. Slide way, way down into your deepest naughtytherapy, sweetest naughtytherapy hypnotic trance naughtytherapy for me." Without being able to see her I had no way to gauge her depth , so I repeated variations on that deepening theme for naughtytherapy a minute or so to be safe. Then I put my 'evil thoughts' into action.
"Meg," I said in what naughtytherapy I was beginning to call naughtytherapy my hypnotist's voice, "when was the last time we made love?"
"That's naughtytherapy right, Saturday pictures morning naughtytherapy. Over naughtytherapy three days pictures ago. That's a long time for us, isn't it?"
"A very naughtytherapy long time," I agreed. "So long, in fact, that naughtytherapy it's difficult to imagine going much longer . You're a healthy naughtytherapy young woman with an active libido naughtytherapy, Meg naughtytherapy. It isn't natural for you pictures to be deprived of sexual pleasure for so long. In fact, even now naughtytherapy you can feel the craving for sex beginning to color naughtytherapy your naughtytherapy thoughts. Your body wants naughtytherapy its pleasure, and it will not be denied. With every naughtytherapy passing minute, your naughtytherapy sexual desire increases naughtytherapy. It will not be satisfied until you naughtytherapy have made love with me and we have naughtytherapy both had naughtytherapy an naughtytherapy orgasm. Do you understand, Meg?"
"Excellent. I naughtytherapy am going naughtytherapy to count to three now. When you hear me reach the count of three, you will turn off the speakerphone naughtytherapy, resume sitting on the edge of naughtytherapy the naughtytherapy bed, and naughtytherapy awaken naughtytherapy. Your conscious mind will not naughtytherapy remember this call at all, but naughtytherapy your subconscious will remember and naughtytherapy follow all of my instructions. One ... two ... three naughtytherapy."
I could hear the lust in her voice already; this naughtytherapy was going to be fun. "I'm sure you do. See you soon, love."
Henderson was the client who'd screwed up my weekend naughtytherapy. My heart sank. "When naughtytherapy?"
"Now naughtytherapy - Shirley's naughtytherapy got 'em on hold for me naughtytherapy."
Big sigh. "Let's do it, then."
My eyes rolled back into my head as I naughtytherapy came, feeling and hearing Meg at the same time. My arms and legs were locked pictures while my cocked pumped and fired . At some point Meg started naughtytherapy to naughtytherapy relax against me, and I somehow managed naughtytherapy a naughtytherapy controlled fall backwards naughtytherapy onto the naughtytherapy living room floor before passing out.
"Be gentle with me," I naughtytherapy pleaded jokingly.
"Eat your dinner naughtytherapy," she replied sternly. "You naughtytherapy're going to need your naughtytherapy strength later."
We ate quickly and cleaned up even more so, no major naughtytherapy feat considering all naughtytherapy we had to do was put away the naughtytherapy leftover pizza and naughtytherapy toss everything naughtytherapy into the trash can. We were underway soon after, in naughtytherapy plenty of time naughtytherapy to get to class.
Part of me kept thinking about Tuesday. She'd used the word 'payback' at dinner; I naughtytherapy wondered if she had naughtytherapy a big naughtytherapy-time tease in mind, something like what I had accidentally done pictures to her naughtytherapy. The idea was actually a little arousing, but naughtytherapy then in naughtytherapy a flash I had an interesting idea naughtytherapy of my naughtytherapy own - sort of naughtytherapy a preemptive strike.
"Yes."
Inwardly, I grinned.
"It's not working," Meg naughtytherapy complained.
Things are kind naughtytherapy of a blur at that point. I know I woke up naughtytherapy several times. Well, my naughtytherapy eyes opened several times naughtytherapy, anyway - after naughtytherapy the first couple I don't think I was naughtytherapy ever completely awake. I remember seeing Meg's face hovering over me, and naughtytherapy it seemed as though it was coming closer and closer each time I saw naughtytherapy her. Her face appeared to be flushed naughtytherapy, her nostrils flaring, and on some naughtytherapy level naughtytherapy I remember thinking that she was enjoying this a lot.
Finally I woke to the distinct sounds of Meg having naughtytherapy a really big orgasm. Her head naughtytherapy was thrown back naughtytherapy and her chest naughtytherapy heaved as naughtytherapy she grunted her naughtytherapy way through it. I could feel the contractions in her groin and for naughtytherapy a few moments I completely naughtytherapy forgot that we naughtytherapy were in the middle of a class naughtytherapy. Meg recovered enough to look down naughtytherapy at me, and her eyes captured mine. I thought she was about to pictures put me to sleep again, but naughtytherapy instead she gave me a different command: "Come for naughtytherapy me." That sent naughtytherapy me over naughtytherapy the edge into naughtytherapy spasms of my own naughtytherapy. Meg stayed with me, riding me as I bucked underneath her, milking naughtytherapy me for all I had. When it was over I let myself sink into the naughtytherapy mat, spent. I saw Meg give me one of naughtytherapy her mischievous little smiles as she said naughtytherapy the magic words naughtytherapy again and sent me off into naughtytherapy oblivion.
Carol nodded, grinning, and called the naughtytherapy class naughtytherapy back to naughtytherapy attention naughtytherapy. She wished us all well in our relationships, passed out her card in case we naughtytherapy wanted to consult with her in the future, and pronounced class dismissed.
Meg grabbed naughtytherapy the keys out of my hand as naughtytherapy we approached the car. "I'm driving," she said firmly. I agreed and slid into the passenger seat.
"Glad you like it," she said smugly. "Let me know when you naughtytherapy've had enough."
All naughtytherapy I could do naughtytherapy was naughtytherapy groan loudly as another wave of incredible, almost naughtytherapy painful naughtytherapy sensations washed naughtytherapy over me. "Please." I begged.
"Incidentally, I've got a few stops to make on the naughtytherapy way..."
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