Through the Door: His Story

Through the Door: His Story

The following is based on true events, although dramatized for the purpose of this erotica. This following events were done with real hypnosis and full consent from all involved.

Although you can read them in any order, I’d advise reading “His Story” before “Her Story”. Enjoy!

Click here to read “Part 2: Her Story”.


“I’m in the taxi”, her text said.

“Good girl” I replied. Knowing full well that would get her squirming… Well that’s what the hypnotic trigger was for. “Remember… The moment you walk through my door, you’ll belong to me.”

“Yes, Sir” came the reply as she was trained to say.

The plan for the evening was in motion. I had already given the suggestions… the moment she arrived, she’d lose all sense of free will and be good and obedient.

“Takes about 15 minutes to get from the train station”, I thought. I did a quick check of the house. Was nice and tidy, the stairs were clear, all was ready. I removed all my clothes then decided to give myself a quick stroke, making sure I’m good and ready for her arrival.

It wasn’t long before I saw the taxi out of the window. I watched her get out, the nerves on her face blatant as she approached the house. I waited at the top of the stairs, ready to pounce the moment the door opened. My hard cock ready… waiting…

The door opened…

The effect was instantaneous… She looked up at me and her eyes lost focus. She dropped to her knees and opened her mouth, rucksack still on, door still open. The trigger had worked better than expected.

I rushed down the stairs and shoved my cock in her mouth as I pushed the door to. She got to work straight away. She had previously told me she wasn’t a big fan of sucking cock, but that had changed once she started speaking to me. She clearly had no problem with it at the moment and was clearly enjoying herself.

I ran one hand through her hair while fumbling to lock the door with the other before finally turned my attention to her properly. My hand stroked her cheek and guided her head to look up at me. I could see the lust in her eyes. She was so hungry for my cock and I was ready to give it to her. But not before toying with her first.

I quickly grabbed her by the throat, lifting her to her feet with ease. Barely 5ft and petite, I was looking forward to throwing her about. I pushed her up against the wall and kissed her, still holding her throat and noticing the tears rolling down her face. I leant in close, whispering softly in her ear, “Remember the safe words if you need them”.

She nodded. I could still see her squirming, her hand reaching for my cock. “Good girl” I said with a grin. If there’s something I love, it’s teasing. I could see the wave of pleasure the trigger caused wash over her. I pulled off her bag and coat, then put my hands between her legs, rubbing her over the top of her denim shorts.

“Who do you belong to?” I asked.
“You, Sir” came the reply.
“Good Girl”.

I watched her quiver again. The moan getting more intense. Her hand tensing around my cock while I stared into her eyes. “Let’s see just how turned on you are then“.

I took a step back and started walking up the stairs. I heard her following behind.

“Did I tell you to move?”
“No what?”
“No, Sir”
“Good girl”

I love that trigger. Instantly I see the wave of pleasure rush through her, her legs trembling. I turned around and sat on a step above her, looking down at her.

“Now strip for me“.

Her hands responded instantly, pulling off her t-shirt revealing a pink lacey bralette… quickly unbuttoning her shorts to reveal matching panties. As she kicked it all to the side, she looked back up at me meekly.

“And the rest” I said, smirking back down at her. I loved seeing her this vulnerable.

Her hands slowly pulled off her underwear… I could tell she was nervous but her hands weren’t faltering. A moment later and there she was, fully naked stood at the bottom of stairs of someone she’s only been speaking to for a couple of weeks.

I vaulted back down, and reached between her legs, quickly sliding my fingers inside her soaked pussy, “Oh bless, look how turned on you are”.

She didn’t reply but just moaned softly in my ear.

“Does someone want my cock inside them?”
“Please, Sir”
“Please what?”
“Please fuck me”

With my free hand I grabbed her by the throat again, made her look up at me and simple said, “CUM NOW”

I wanted to tease her for longer, but I also love watching her cum, and boy did she. The moan she let out as her body reacted to the trigger was incredible. Her body just let go and before I knew it my hand was soaked as well as she squirted. As the orgasm washed over her, I saw the pleasure on her face, felt her legs tremble in front of me, and heard the excitement in her breaths.

“Good girl, now get up to the bedroom and present yourself ready to be fucked.”


Click here to read “Part 2: Her Story”.


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