Chapter 19: Erotic Hypnosis. Part I

I didn't understand what he had just told me, almost as if he had spoken to me in Mandarin.

Erotic hypnosis?

I swallowed heavily as if this were something unreal and dared to hold his gaze without trying to hide my doubt; I didn't know why my hands were suddenly so cold.

"What's that?" I finally asked.

He lifted the corner of his mouth into a slight smile, his eyes sliding over my face, probably studying my expression in a mixture of fear and disbelief, until he finally said:

"Don't be scared; it's nothing that isn't pleasant."

Oh, but if you tell me like that...

"But," I swallowed heavily, "first time I've heard about erotic hypnosis."

I didn't know what to think, fetish. But what was that fetish about?

"I'm your professor for something, to explain your doubts." He leaned towards me, and I involuntarily stopped breathing; he licked his lips, looking slightly amused. "Don't be nervous, Nube."

How could I not be with someone who read my body language so well that I almost felt like they were reading my mind?

I felt naked before him even though I was dressed.

"Okay."

"Listen," he began to explain. "Erotic hypnosis is practically putting another person into a deep trance, a hypnotic state. When you are in that state, I will put suggestions of what I want you to do in the sexual game, and you will be under my pure control, I will control your mind, your body and your feelings, all with your consent."

What the...?

Was that possible? Be like someone's puppet?

No.

Like someone's —sexual— puppet.

I blinked several times, trying to assimilate it; my racing heart only made me uneasy.

"Are you serious?" I said, trying to know if he was joking or not. Hades did not make any expression on his face that betrayed any emotion.

"Yeah." He said.

"And why would I want to do that?" I said, being at the mercy of someone who had complete control of your body seemed scary and even a little twisted.

He stroked my hair behind my ear.

"For pleasure," he whispered, "it will please you and me."

I swallowed dry again.

"Does it give you pleasure to control me?" I asked for it.

"It pleasures me to fuck you while I own your mind," he said. "Fucking your mind is my intention."

I felt my skin crawl; my heart would almost jump out of my mouth.

"And if my mind doesn't obey you?" I asked for it.

"You must be in the right frame of mind to fully relax and surrender to me," he said. "Your trust in me will be the basis for a successful hypnosis."

I didn't think those fetishes existed, damn, how strange and flashy at the same time.

«You are a huge contradiction, Nube.»

But it is that if I was here, it was because he and his world caught my attention... because he made me feel that I was just a few steps away from expanding my mind to another universe.

I have never been so curious about someone.

"Okay, I understand," I said, "so, shall we play to... have you hypnotized me?"

He stretched his lips back into a slight smile, damn it, but every time he looked at me and smiled like that, he couldn't explain what it did to my heart.

"I'll put all the cards on the table, Nube," he said, "this is the only sexual desire that turns me on in every way, my rules are sacred, we'll be exclusive, you'll come with me on weekends, I'll pay you anything you need, clothes, transportation and everything else, because you will be my martyr, at least 10 times."

Like a sugar baby? He was going to pay me everything? But... Martyr? That sounded like the words of a madman.

It all sounded crazy.

"Martyr? 10 times? Wait," I said, getting up from the seat and beginning to walk around- there are many things to process.

Hades got up, too, but he stood, watching me with his hands in his pockets.

"My martyr, because I will handle you as I please." He explained.

That terrified me and, at the same time, made me immensely curious.

"I don't like being called a martyr," I said, finally stopping and running a hand through my hair. "If we're going to do this, then don't call me that."

I saw something in his look change; he seemed slightly more sure of himself and stepped towards me. it wasn't until that moment that I realized that he had agreed to do this.

"You're right; you earned your own pseudonym," Hades said, taking another step towards me so that we were now face to face. I looked up to meet his face, my breath stopping when my gaze locked with his, and he whispered: "For me you will be my bunny girl."

«Oh, holy cows».

I felt my cheeks tickle strongly, something that always happened to me when I started to blush. Every time he called me that, I felt like I was melting like a whole popsicle in the middle of the sun.

«You have to calm down, Nube, answer him!»

"Uhm, okay," I cleared my throat, "so at least 10 times? Will it be 10 weekends?"

"Yes," he said, "approximately two months."

Two months?