CT Hypno Play Night!

So. It was awesome.

I worked till 7 on Saturday during the day, which left me with an hour to get ready between work and the hour-long drive to hartford. I was pretty calm about the whole thing until 6 pm hit, when I realized that there was only an hour left on my shift, and that I was going to be getting my brains tranced out in four hours or less.

It was a really strange headspace. Normally, for me, I would've just felt anxious, but there wasn't a whole lot to be anxious about. After last weekend, I knew there were lots and lots of good things to look forward to, and I was going to know a bunch of people at the event, so basically I was this hot, worked-up mixture of anticipation, lightheadedness, arousal, please-please-please yes-yes-yes, with just a touch of anxiety. Kind of like an anticipatory, counting-your-chicks-before-they-hatch subspace.

I arrived at the Society, parked, reminded myself to breathe, and rang the doorbell. Waiting in line at the door, I saw a strapping gentleman rocking suspenders and a tie in another doorway. He was watching people come in. I glanced at him, nodded, looked at the line in front of me, then double-taked and looked at him again. It was Buddy. I didn't say "it's you!" but I was totally thinking it.

"You look very different without the beard!" I said instead. "Your eyes are the same, though."

We exchanged a few more words, I paid the doorperson, then went straight to the next room, where I put on my awesome boots. Well, they're mostly awesome: they're black, and leather, and totally comfortable, but driving in them is hell, hence the change of footwear. I also doffed my panties, because I could see no use for them. ;p AmHypnotic was there, as was SluttyDee, whom I was glad to see again. I met a few other hypno-kinksters, then we all headed into the main room, where, after some cat-herding, Buddy did a brief hypnosis-101 talk and a sexy demo.

After the demo, there was food and water and socializing. Buddy and I had plans to scene that night, but AmHypnotic, Dee, and I wandered off into the darker back room, figuring that Buddy would come find me eventually. AmHypnotic proposed a scene where, if either Dee or I were being touched, we would feel what the other was feeling. The suggestions ended up not working for me at all, but it was still rather amusing to have AmHypnotic touching my neck, and Dee on his other side moaning louder than I was. I suspect they didn't work because I tend to feel uncomfortable watching people doing sexy things for stretches of time (I'm a terrible voyeur. :p), and that's what the suggestion was based on.

Buddy did indeed eventually come find me, and we all chitchatted about hypno-scenes for a bit. The funniest bit for me was, when AmHypnotic described the suggestion Dee and I had on, and Buddy was like "oh yeah, the time I tried to do that, there was feedback between the two women involved, it was weird."

AmHypnotic removed the suggestion from myself and Dee, and Buddy and I went to the Space's quiet room for some quality time. We did some negotiation between tangents about various kink-related things, then Buddy was like, "well, I could keep going, but I should put you under." And I agreed (it was about time! :p) so we started.

He used his pocketwatch. I was surprised by how quickly my eyes started to blink; it happened before he started saying anything about it. I was also impressed by his Voice, and how even his pacing was, and how subtle his wording was. He did a few deepeners, and I was so incredibly out of it.

The trouble with staying up really late for these sorts of events is that my memory is worse than usual. I remember all of the different triggers we played with, and I have some vivid flashbulb-type memories of bits that were really really hot, but the narrative structure is all lost.

He gave me a re-induction trigger, then we played around with some light bondage. Whenever he said "your wrists are bound," it was exactly what it said on the tin: my wrists would kind of spring together as if they were tied up, and whenever he said "release" they would be untied. He also gave me a sensation trigger (making up terminology as I go along here): whenever he said "good girl," I'd feel as if I was being fingered for a few seconds.

I remember him waking me up and asking how I was doing. I expected to be awake for at least a few minutes, but it was more like a few seconds.

"I'm good!" I said, wondering, as I always do, what 'tists expect you to answer that with, when they tell you, in the wake-up, that you're feeling good and wonderful and happy.

"Good to hear. Sleepy girl Arel."

I have never dropped so fast. It was so hot. Usually, when I'm triggered like that, I have a minute to think "oh, hey, it's a trigger" before I go, and I sink kind of slowly. With this one, bam, I was out.

There was another point, when he was doing a deepener, he asked me to notice how my body might be feeling: was it heavy? tingly? warm?

"Aroused..." I said in my tranced-out voice. I think this startled Buddy, because it was a moment before he continued with the deepener, but it was fine. I mean, it was the truth! XD

After a bit, he woke me up. AmHypnotic had poked his head in the room, and I, being in a rambly headspace, announced "I'm really wet right now! :D"

Buddy put me under using this fabulous round crystal as a focus, wording it so that my eyes stayed open. He gave me some suggestions to the effect that I wouldn't be able to think when I was looking at it, then asked me a couple of times what I was thinking about while dangling it in front of me. And of course, the only thing I could say was "the crystal..."

Hot. That was hot. That was get-hot-and-bothered-at-work, masturbate-myself-to-sleep-at-night hot. A++, would scene again.

Some other people had come into the quiet room, so we went to go find other people. Buddy went off and scened with some other folk, and I hung about for a while, then went of to scene with AmHypnotic.

We did a play-on-words thing, inspired by the metaphor "comes with the territory." My idea. There were two couches in the room where we were, and the other couch (that was vacant at the time), if I was touching it in any fashion, would make me come and continue to make me come until I stopped touching it. I would not remember what the suggestion was, and furthermore, I would feel a desire to go sit on the other couch when he woke me up.

At first I just sat down on it, and waited a minute, and then holyshitohgod I was coming. AmHypnotic helped me to stand up after a minute (because I was coming, I couldn't really move my limbs to stand up), then touched my hand to the couch. I moaned. He lifted it away from the cushion.

"It's nice, but kind of unwieldy, you know?" I said, dazed.

He grinned. "Kneel."

I was confused. I was facing away from the couch, so kneeling wouldn't bring me into contact with it. "Like... this?" I said, doing so.

"Yes," he said, and pressed my hand down to the couch, and held it there. I doubled over, making all kinds of pleasurable noises, writhing a little bit, realizing why he'd had me kneel down. My hand probably would've come off the couch if he wasn't holding it there.

Then we did some blank mind play of our own. AmHypnotic, like any self-respecting 'tist, had brought his pocketwatch, and made my mind go blank anytime I saw it. We tried mixing fingering for real with the pocketwatch, but it honestly didn't do much for me. My mind already goes kinda blank and hazy when I'm being pleasured, so there was no need for the pocketwatch. However, I can think of some fun "let's try to get Arel to talk while she's looking at the pocketwatch" games we could play with it. Next time.

It was getting late at this point. AmHypnotic and I rejoined the group out in the hallway-area. Most of the people there for the hypno-event were chatting and sipping water, though several were in harnesses. I made a pun that I cannot for the life of me remember, and then Buddy shared a pun he'd heard from a friend: Said friend tied a rubber duck to a string, and Buddy was like "what are you doing?" and the friend replied "I'm doing an in-duck-tion."

*gigglesnerk*

Then Buddy, for some reason or other, pulled out his crystal and held it up, and I had time to say "you... forgot that I still have that trigger..." before I went a little blank and my eyes latched onto it. But then he re-told the pun to a few people who'd missed it the first time, and I snerked. Eyes not leaving the crystal, I said in a lucid tone of voice: "see, I'm supposed to be going under right now, but apparently bad puns and trance are incompatible states for me."

...yes, "bad pun" is a state of mind!

Evidently it wasn't as late as I thought (still had 45 minutes till closing), so I told Buddy if he was free and interested, I'd be willing to play with him some more. He was, and he grabbed me and kind of.. he twirled me, and then kind of danced me back into the back room. I thought, at the time, like it seemed rather like someone had read this post. It was pleasantly sexy; I do enjoy being yanked around.

And my memory is failing me; I don't remember at all what we did aside from the aftercare and debriefing. (and I know it wasn't intentional, amnesia-play has so far been not a beginning sort of thing.) I do remember telling Buddy that playing with him was one of the highlights of my night, and indeed it was. I'm looking forward to sceneing with him again!