Taking my first steps as a Hypno-Mistress

As mentioned in a previous post, I met my first hypnosub girlfriend when I was 19, I wont use her real name for obvious reasons, but for this blog, she will be known as Katie.

I first met Katie at one of my stage hypnosis shows that I would do occasionally in pubs and clubs in and around the local area, as a way to earn extra beer money (and to extend my little hobby ;~) ). She was one of 14 people who volunteered to come up on stage for the show, 2 of which later bottled out as I was putting the first few under, and 2 more of which wouldn't go under (they had a little to much to drink, nothing to do with my limitless hypnotic powers! Mwahahahaaaa!... *ahem*)

Now as you can imagine, my shows tended to have a slightly saucy element to them, not to much, just a little fun, by no means to the extent that certain 'erotic hypnosis' shows do. But this girl took the saucy fun to another level, she was the star of the show. She always took the suggestions I gave her that little bit further. If i told her when the music started she would jump up and do sexy dance, she wouldn't just get up and shake her bum a bit, she'd go the whole hog (I actually had to stop her as I thought she was going to start taking her clothes off, and although that would have been a lovely sight, was not something I had told the management I would be part of my routine!) Luckily my sound guy was on the ball that night and managed to stop the music as soon as I snapped her back under. She flirted outrageously through out the show, with me, with the other volunteers, and with the audience.


At the end of the show, I did my usual cool down routine, where I would "bring then out of hypnosis" and send them back into the audience, still with a couple of post hypnotic triggers left in place. I'd then walk off stage, have a quick drink and refreshment break for 2 minutes, then come back out, thank the volunteers, thank the audience, and say good night, but not before triggering a couple of the still hypnotized volunteers with their post hypnotic suggestions (shout out something rude, stand on a chair and start dancing, you know the type of thing), I would then wrap up by triggering them all to sleep, getting them back up on stage, taking them back stage, removing all the suggestions (yes all of them, i was a good girl back then ;~) ) and sending them back out to their friends.


After getting changed out of my stage outfit and into something more casual, I went back out into the bar to have a couple of drinks. It didn't take Katie long to find me and tell me how much she enjoyed being hypnotized. I was surprised though at how much quieter and timid she was, considering how she had performed when she was on stage. She was still obviously flirting with me though, albeit in a more subtle way. My gay-dar is not all that hot, but I was definitely getting a vibe from her, so I decided to give her my number, saying if she ever fancied trying it out on a one to one basis, then to give me a call. The next day (clearly she had never heard of the 3 day rule), she did indeed ring me, not to ask about the offer of a one to one, but to ask me out for a drink, which I accepted.


Over the next few weeks we began to see more of each other, and really began to hit it off, and eventually, after a month or so of skirting around the subject, Katie asked me if I would hypnotize her again, I reluctantly agreed ;~) We went back to her place, and got comfortable, and then started. I knew from experience that she was towards the higher end of the suggestibility spectrum, and that she now had previous experience of being in trance, so I decided to do a more rapid style induction with her, and within a couple of minutes i had her under and with one arm floating in the air.


Having her stood there head slumped forward onto her chest, arm floating in the air, made me remember the first time I hypnotized my friend at a party when I was 16... I wasn't going to pass up on the opportunity for fun this time. This time it was a girl I was dating, a girl that I had a hunch was rather submissive and got a kick out of being controlled, a girl that was probably not only willing, but wanting to be taken advantage of. I started by asking her some questions.

MW: Tell me how you feel Katie.

Katie: ... Relaxed...

MW: Yes... Very relaxed... It feels good to be soooo relaxed doesn't it Katie?

K: ... Yes...

MW: It feels gooood to relax and let go... Hypnosis is a very relaxing, pleasurable state... it feels goood to be hypnotized doesn't it Katie?

K: ... Yes...

MW: You like feeling good don't you... You like being hypnotized by me...

K: ... Yes....

MW: Hypnotized by the sound of my voice. My voice relaxes you, and fills you with pleasure... I want you to think of my voice like water... it floooows into you... filling you with pleasure... Feel the pleasure rising inside you.

I continued this process for a few minutes, simultaneously deepening her, filling her with pleasure, and linking that feeling with the sound of my voice. She was very responsive and began to show some obvious physical signs of pleasure, and even without my suggesting it, arousal. Her face and chest were flushed, her breathing laboured, and her nipple noticeably perky. I couldn't tell at this point what was going on between her legs, but I was willing to bet that there was definitley something stirring down there.

MW: In a moment Katie, I am going to count from 3 to 1 and you are going to open your eyes, feeling refreshed and alert. But when I say the word "sleep" you will instantly fall back into the same relaxed state that you are in now, and go eeeeeven deep, do you understand?

K: Yes...

MW: Good girl. I also want you take that pleasure that you feel right now, as you listen to my voice, and I want you to feel that same pleasure whenever I touch you. And every time I touch you, the pleasure just gets better and better, and more and more intense. Do you understand?

K: Yes...

MW: Good girl. 3... 2... 1...

Katie took a few seconds to come around, I think she was possibly slightly reluctant. This can sometimes be the case with subjects who enjoy being in trance so much, they don't want to come out of it right away. I experienced it once with a subject of a stage show, but that is another story. When she opened her eyes, she seemed slightly disoriented, presumably unsure why she was standing up while I was sitting down. She sat down beside me.

MW: So how do you feel Katie?

K: I feel good, I feel really chilled out, and happy. It's nice.

MW: Does it feel different to last time I hypnotized you?

K: Yeah, it does, definately. Before I it was kind of like I was watching myself, like I wasn't really me. It doesn't feel like that now.

MW: Do you feel hypnotized?

K: Umm... Not really. I feel relaxed, but other than that I feel normal.

MW: I see.... You know you have lovely hair.

As I said that I stroked the hair on the side of her face and tucked it behined her ear, which she definately seemed to enjoy, although she didn't say anything. I continued, and gently brushed my hand against her neck. She closed her eyes and took in a short sharp breath.

MW: How does that feel?

K: REEEALLY good.

I reached out with my other hand, and took her hand in mine. I continued to stroke her neck as I moved her hand onto my chest. Some heavy petting and tentative kissing ensued, which quickly got more and more passionate. What would probably these days me called a 'make out session'. After about 5 minutes of this we both began to get very hot, so I decided to slow things down. I with drew my lips from hers and told her to SLEEP, she instantly flopped back into the chair like a rag doll.

The sight of a beautiful woman, slumped and lifeless in trance is something that turns me on more than just about anything, and this girl laying there so peaceful and so helpless was absolutely the most erotic and arousing sight I had ever seen in my life at that point. I couldn't help but take advantage of it. My hands began to wonder. At first I started out slowly, running my hands through her hair, stroking her face with the back of my hand. At first there seemed to be no reaction at all. But as I went on, it seemed as if the suggestion of feeling pleasure at my touch was still working while she was in trance. She didn't move at all, or show any kind of reaction in her face, which was still expressionless, her mouth slightly opened. But she began to get flushed again, and I noticed goose pimples on her arms. My hands began to wonder some more. I started to stroke her breasts. Her nipples were definately errects, I could feel how hard they were even through her t-shirt and bra, but still she lay motionless, with no change to her face. I placed a hand on her leg and began to slowly slide it up and underneith her skirt, still she didn't move. My hadn reached the top of her leg, and I felt the crotch of her knickers, they were soaked, as my fingers brushed against her through her knickers, she took another sharp intake of breath and then let out a short, high pitched wimper.

By this point my heart was racing, and pounding so hard it felt like it would burst through my chest. I was so hot, I was burning up. My knickers were as wet as hers! If I was a guy I probably would have had an american pie type moment by now. The combination of my years of fantasising being lived out right there, and the slight fear that at any moment she might snap out of it and slap me (though I knew that really wouldn't happen, and that she was up for this as much as I was)... it was more exciting than anything I have ever experience before or since. Of course since then, I have done things that make this all look tame in comparison, but there really is nothing like the first time.

It didn't take much more, a couple of seconds of my middle finger every so gently teasing her clit (whilst my other hand was in my own pants and whipping up a storm!) and she was already cumming. Now she was moving! she arched her back, spread her legs, and began spasming in exstacey, and moaning and whimpering loudly. It seemed very intense. Once she was done and once again slumbed on the sofa in a hot, sweaty, breathless heap, I realised I had to stop pleasuring myself and make sure she was still trance, and bring her back down. I told her that when she woke up, she wouldn't remember what had just happened, but that that night when she went to sleep, she would dream about it.

I knew that before ended our 'session' I would have to give at least something to remember, a show stopper, something that would definately cement in her mind that she was hypnotised, something that she would think about until I saw her next and think "wow"... but what would I do?

I knew what I would, I had a great idea, something that would really appeal to her subby side. I gave her the suggestion, counted from 3 to 1 and woke her up. Again she seemed a little disoriented, understandably so. But it passed quickly, and she sat up and was back to something like her normal self, although slighty more sedate and spaced out. Again, understandable given what had just happened. We chatted some more about how she felt, and what she thought about being hypnotized. She said things like "it doesn't feel quite like I expected" or "not the same as before"

MW: Why is that do you think?

K: I don't know, I guess because last time there was lots of crazy stuff going on, andthe audience were laughing, and it was just.... surreal... and crazy.

MW: I see, so there's not been enough crazyness for you this time...?

K: Yeah, I guess. I mean it's been cool. Like arms feeling all floaty, and feeling all tingly when you were talking to me, and the room kind of went all dark and blurry when we were messing around and kissing and stuff... which was great, you know...

MW: But you would like a bit more crazyness?

K: Yeah...

MW: Ok, well why don't you stand up a moment.

K: Ok.

MW: Now, put your arms out straight to your sides, in the air....

K: Ok...

MW: FREEZE... How does that feel?

K:. er...

MW: ...try to move.

K: I can't!... I can't move!

MW: How's that for crazy?

K: Haha!

MW: Cool huh?

K: It's... freaky! I can't move at all.

MW: What does it feel like?

K: It's ... like I am made of wood, like a tree or something... no more like table! I'm all hard! haha!

MW: That's interesting you don't look hard, you look quite soft to me.

I got up from the sofa and took hold of one of her arms, and moved it around. When I stopped moving it, it stayed in whatever position I put it. All the while she was giggling away.

MW: Hmm... funny, you definately seem soft to me. How does that arm feel when I move it?

K: It's really weird.... it's like it's not my arm. It feels like... like an artificial arm.... This is so freaky!

I continued to move and pose her, and she giggled a bit more, but the giggling gradually stopped, and she went quiet, but unable to disguise the grin on her face.

MW: What are you thinking?

K: I'm like your toy, you can do what ever you want with me and I can't do anything about it.

MW: Do you like it?

K: Yeah... kinda.

She seemed a bit embarrassed to admit that. But it was obviously true. I moved her hands back behind her head, moved around to the front of her, looked her straight in the eyes, and them kissed her softly on the lips. She closed her eyes let out a sigh. I kissed her again, this time more passionately, she was kissing me back and absolutely loving it, I began rub her breasts again as we kissed. All the while she was still absolutely frozen in place.

I felt myself getting very hot and horny again, and I knew I had to either go all the way, or stop there. I thought it might be best to stop, I didn't want to use up everything on her first time. I stopped kissing her and again told her to SLEEP. Here arms dropped to her side, and her head flopped forward, and she dropped instantly back into trance just like before.

I removed all the suggestions from her head, and told her that next time I hypnotized her, she would go even deeper than before, even faster than before. Also allowed her to remember our bit of freeze play, and reinforced the suggestion of that she would dream about the orgasm she had as I played with her unconscious body.

So there you have it, my first experience of hypnotic control over a partner, and the birth of Mistress Winters.

Stay tuned for more updates soon ;~) x

A little more about your hostess

Well, let's tell you a little more about myself shall we?

You wont be getting a lot of personal information about me in this blog, as I preffer to keep my anonymity whenever possible, I have a personal life and a career outside of this blog and I like to keep it protected, the same goes for my subjects. I'm sure you understand.

I am in my late 20s, living in the east of england (though my work often requires I travel).

I have been a hypno-fetishist since my mid teens. The first time I remember seeing a stage hypnosis show on TV, I have to abmit I was a little scared by it, I didn't understand it and that made me uncomfortable, but I was curious... after watching a few more show, I started to realise that I was not only slightly scared by it, but that it also aroused me quite strongly. I began looking for information on hypnosis on the internet, downloading ebooks (yes probably the same you have yourself), watching whatever video clips i could find (the internet wasn't as video friendly as it is these days), and the more I learned, the more I became fascinated by hypnosis and what it could do. After a couple of years of cold study, I began to yearn to turn theory into practice. So when at a friends house party when I was 16, I decided this was the perfect opportunity to try out hypnosis for the first time. It was also around this time that I started to discover my attraction to girls, so when one of my girl friends eagerly volunteered with squeels of "do me, do me!", I jumped at the chance to hypnotise her.

I used a fairly standard progessive relaxation induction, from a script that I had downloaded and memorised. And to my shock, amazement and delight, it worked! Of course I was not brave enough to try what I really wanted to do with her, the shock of it actually working alone was enough to make me flustered and struggle to think of things to do. So i stuck to fairly basic beginners stuff, hands stuck together, forgetting a number, that sort of thing. But the important thing was I had done it, I had popped my hypnosis cherry! and from then on I was hooked!

When I turned 18 I enrolled on a stage hypnosis course, where I not only learn so many more techniques and skills, but also experienced hypnosis myself for the first time, which helped me understand it so much more.

By this point I was totally hooked on the inner workings of the mind, and studying psychology at the University, suplementing my student loan by performing the occasional stage hypnosis show in pubs and clubs around the local area. It was at one of these shows that I met my first hypno-sub girlfriend (which I will talk about in a later post, watch this space ;~) )

And the rest as they say, is history....

~ Mistress Winters ~

Hello out there (first post)

Hello one and all.

My name is Julia Winters (but you can call me Mistress!)

In this blog, I shall be sharing my stories and experiences of life as a hypnotic Mistress, and Hypno-fetishist.

Many of my blog entries will be true accounts of things that have happened to or I have done, either in my day-to-day life, or in the past. There will also be fiction stories cooked up by my twisted imagination (the latter often leads to the former anyway ;~) ). Often I will make it clear which is which, but occasionally I like to leave you guessing and let you try to work out for yourselves what is truth and what is fiction. I'm wicked like that.

I very much hope you enjoy reading this blog and will share your thoughts on them by leaving comments.

x Mistress Winters x