I’ve always been captivated with hypnosis phone sex. The idea that one person’s words may influence another’s behavior has always secretly appealed to me. Indeed, the prospect of becoming a hypnosis fetish queen made all my juices flow every time I considered it. So when I received a call from a customer wanting to be hypnotized to do my bidding, I grasped the chance and ran with it. In the process, a hypnosis phone sex fetish was developed in a phone sex operator. As I answered the phone with my usual greeting, I was confronted with stillness. Finally, a voice replied. “I want you to hypnotize me and take control of my cock.” My pussy immediately reacted to the request with a stream of wonderful cream. We spent the next several minutes discussing the specifics of his desire. But, once I had him under my spell, I’d be in control.
I determined that in order for my client to completely yield to my power, I needed to indulge in my fantasies of a hypnotic seductress. I closed my eyes and imagined standing over my client. Then I glanced down at him and felt a purr start in my throat. The movement in my throat produced a burning, pulsating feeling in my suddenly moist cunt. I soon became even more excited at the prospect of dominating my client and his cock. Becoming a hypnosis fetish queen was turning me on more than I expected.
“Take a couple of deep breaths,” my throaty murmur penetrated his body. I told him to select a focus point while taking deep breaths, and I found myself getting into it. I then instructed him to relax one bodily part at a time. Of course, I knew when I had him completely under my control. At that time, I was even more excited. So I persisted, slipping my hand inside my underwear and carefully rubbing up and down my clit. As my voice seized command of my client, my fingers glided smoothly into and out of my throbbing moist cunt. I started to wonder who was more excited by the hypnotic phone sex fetish goddess.
“Your cock is mine.” When he repeated it to me, I smiled with mischievous delight. I then started teaching him precisely how to touch his cock. As his breathing quickened, I warned him in a firm tone that he could only cum in my direction. “Yes, Mistress,” his soft voice flooded my heated cunt with even more juice. Call 1 888 474 6769 and ask for Jackie!
