Hypnotic Confessions & Their Solutions

You will never lie to me

Never state a falsehood.

The weight on your shoulders

Will be relieved from truth alone."

Doctor Rios ended her spiel. Sitting in the chair, you doubted if you existed at all, floating somewhere between awake, alive, **** and sleep. For someone who had spent years pining for a girl to try subliminal messages on, you'd never tried them on yourself, meaning you'd have been shocked at how well hypnosis might work. Swaying in your seat, you spoke up, a calm, cool voice that had forgotten it had ever been hypnotized.

"Doctor Rios, I feel much better." You said with a smile on your face.

"That's great!" Doctor Rios said, fussing with her clipboard. "Now, please, let me hear your problems. They need not just be sexual related."

A torrent of words poured from your mouth, going from your brain, unfiltered, directly to Doctor Rios's clipboard. Ranging from issues as simple as how you had to wear absorbent underwear due to constantly leaking precum, to women dominating your life, to how tight your cage was, followed up with how you ate your girlfriend out every morning, even to how sexy you found the blonde office assistant. A months worth of inability to truly confess to your sexual therapist meant the deluge did not stop for quite some time.

Doctor Rios stopped scribbling long after you stopped speaking. It was like you were atlas, giving up the stone on your shoulders, sighing in relief. Thank goodness you had been so truthful.

She looked up at you and spoke.

"I'm glad you felt comfortable enough to share all this. Now tell me, you frequently went over how women dominate your life, from waking up to eat pussy, to your assistant leading you around by the tie, even to how you don't wear light pants incase your precum dribbles. What's the commonalties in all those?"

"Aren't you the therapist, shouldn't you have the answers?" You say, feeling a bit shocked at just how much you had spilled, and more reserved.

"Sure, but I'm always open to hear an answer from someone as smart as yourself. Indulge an old Doctor's curiosity." Doctor Rios said as you thought.

You. You were the commonality. As vague an answer as that was, it was slipped from your tongue.

"Me."

She nodded her head. "Right. Exactly. Nowwwwwww..." Doctor Rios said as your body gradually went limp to her speech, starting the hypnotic voice once more; you listened aptly, ingraining her words.

As the honey flowed into one ear, you sat there.

"You will stop blaming others."

"You will accept the truth."

"You can't control yourself."

"That's why you leak."

"Yet like a broken faucet, will never stop."

"That's why you are dominated."

"That's why you're tightly caged."

"And excited to go even smaller."

"Yet like a broken faucet, will never stop."

"That's why you are dominated."

"You'll leave here today ready to fix your problems:

• You'll figure out a way to reduce the tightness, yet find a smaller cage
• You'll thank every woman in life, from me to Mia, from your assistant to your girlfriend as if there were no tomorrow
• You'll always be ready for another appointment
• You'll always be horny, worse than any Viagra medication might every do
• You'll never stop dribbling, not awake or asleep, alone or in the crowds. How might you solve this?
• And most of all, you'll find yourself like a ship without a rudder, a plane without wings if you disobey the women in your life.

Remember, always know: these are your ideas alone.

You left the sex therapist feeling amazing, as if you'd totally changed. Now came the true show of results: how your life changed in the coming days.