Goddess Kwan Yin's Stories

(A True Story by subCharming)

copyright 1999 by Goddess Kwan Yin

Author's Note:  Let me start by stating that immediately before the events I will recall in this story took place, there actually WAS a dinner that I shared with Goddess Kwan Yin. We partook of a veritable feast at an amazing delicatessen named "Brent’s" in Los Angeles. This dinner took place after we had established a friendship and mutual respect over months of chatting and exchanging e-mail online and was, originally, all either of us intended from our meeting together. Before our  meeting, I little suspected the bliss that was in store for me as the evening unfolded.   The trance that is related in this story lasted for approximately 50 minutes and, due to my nature as a hypnotic subject, much of what transpired is not accessible to my conscious memory (by my perception, the trance lasted perhaps 20 minutes).  What I do relate is a true and accurate account of my first trance from the Goddess to the best of my recollection.

I knew from visiting her WebSite that Goddess Kwan Yin, while a professional Hypnotherapist, was NOT a professional Dominatrix. She explored Hypnotic Submission as a labor of love, not commerce (a fact I respected increasingly as my experience with the "professionals" grew). Knowing this, I was incredibly thrilled when the Goddess invited me to meet her for an evening on a planned trip to L.A. I had no guarantee of being entranced by her, but prayed she would choose to do so before I departed.

During our dinner, Goddess Kwan Yin and I discussed our personal views of Hypnotic Submission and our experiences with others. Our mutual awareness of each other’s kinky desires grew, until at one point she announced "I’ve got to put you under!" The knowledge that a trance was in store consumed my thoughts for the rest of the meal and guaranteed that I was extremely attentive to the Goddess' every desire.

Upon return to her apartment, Goddess Kwan Yin excused herself for a moment and walked down a hallway to regions unknown.  After several minutes she returned, wearing what I initially, and shockingly, thought was only a bra and panties. My heart raced with excitement and  nervousness, not at all ready for this unexpected turn of events. But, as the Goddess approached, I realized my mistake seeing that she had only changed into an extremely revealing swimsuit. 

As rude as I felt it to be, I could not help but openly admire the Goddess compact, trim figure and firm, round breasts.  Goddess Kwan Yin had original described herself on the phone as "petite", which I equated with waif-like.  I was very pleasantly surprised to see that the Goddess was small, but wonderfully curvaceous.  I was immediately reminded of the feminine ideal espoused in the song "Baby's Got Back" where Sir Mix-A-Lot raps "36-24-36... maybe if she's 5 foot 2".  As a result, I have now permanently revised my mental image of "petite".

After changing into my swimsuit, I followed the Goddess' perfect thong-clad ass to her hot tub.  Following a relaxing soak, where I was allowed to serve Goddess Kwan Yin with a  neckrub (all the while stealing surreptitious views of the Goddess’ lovely breasts) we returned to her living room for the anticipated hypnosis session. Most of my previous hypnosis experiences, by phone, tape, and real-time, had involved some sort of progressive relaxation induction, but Goddess Kwan Yin chose a delightfully different tack.

Sitting upright on her couch, the Goddess instructed me to close my eyes and hold my hands out in front of me, palms facing each other about a foot apart. She then placed her hand between mine and suggested that my hands were magnetically drawn to hers and that I would feel them irresistibly coming together. While I had experienced this type of phenomenon when actually under hypnosis, I was surprised to feel my hands drawn together when I was wide awake. I was further surprised, even startled, when Goddess Kwan Yin suddenly touched my forehead and issued the command "Deep Sleep". I distinctly remember thinking "I’m not under" as she continued to give me suggestions to go deeper and deeper into hypnosis for her. Even as I thought this, I found myself too lazy or uninterested to move from what would otherwise had been a brutally uncomfortable position (my head had fallen backwards in response to the Goddess' golden touch on my forehead - the only time in the entire experience where she actually touched me) and only moved to lie down when the Goddess commanded me to do so. Even as I obeyed these first simple suggestions I remember thinking "I am completely conscious" but was willing to continue along a see what happened (Goddess Kwan Yin assures me that I was, in fact, already deeply under her control - an assertion she would have no trouble proving as the trance continued).

For some period of time the Goddess continued to suggest that I go deeper and that whenever she said a special word to me, I would quickly and easily go into hypnosis at this depth or deeper. Once she was satisfied with my suggestibility, and the depth of my trance, the Goddess gave me her first gift. It was a magical hypnotic "feather" that heightened the sensitivity of my body whenever she used it. As she intoned the word "feather" I immediately felt its effect, especially on my already excited manhood. "Feather… feather… feather" commanded the Goddess, as my body became extremely sensitive to the slightest sensation.

The Goddess’ next gift was even better! She suggested that whenever she said the word "sex" I would become more and more aroused, that blood would rush into my member and make me hard as a rock. The effect of this suggestion was even more pronounced than with "feather". I was filled with lust at the mention of "sex", becoming almost painfully hard with each repetition.

By this point, I had stopped thinking that this trance wasn’t real, or really thinking anything at all, since my entire consciousness was consumed by the increasingly urgent desire building within me.  Goddess Kwan Yin stroked me repeatedly with her hypnotic "feather" until the slightest touch caused an almost unbearable reaction. By this time, the fabric of my swimsuit rubbing against my straining member was so intense as to be painful (a condition the Goddess later corrected by modifying her "feather" suggestion so that only POSITIVE sensations were amplified).

Then, while in this incredibly heightened state of sensation, I heard her chant "sex… sex… sex." I believe I was moaning and writhing uncontrollably by this point, aroused like I had never been before.

"Sex…sex…sex" suggested the Goddess again, and with each repetition my lust grew to even more amazing heights. "You want to cum, you need to cum" whispered the Goddess, and immediately I did…desperately! "But you can’t cum", she commanded. "You can get really, really close though, but you can’t cum until I grant you permission". Unbelievably, considering my advanced state of arousal, I found that this was true. I was frantic with desire, and sure that each passing second would bring the release I craved, but no matter how hard I tried I could not quite reach orgasm.

I was kept on the very verge of explosion by the Goddess’ command. Wanting, needing, desperately to climax, but completely under Goddess Kwan Yin's control, unable to reach fulfillment without her permission. "Have a feather" she said calmly, thoroughly reducing me to a creature of pure lust and sensation. The Goddess then suggested that when she said the words "Give it to me" I would immediately have the best and longest orgasm of my entire life.

"Feather… feather… feather… sex… sex… sex… You want to cum… you need to cum… you MUST cum…but you CAN’T" teased the Goddess. I do not know how long I was kept in this state of perpetual near-orgasm. I was always right at the brink; sure that I must cum in the next second, yet completely unable to do so. After a seeming eternity of this delicious torture, the Goddess had mercy and gave me the command I was so desperate to hear.

"Give it to me" she whispered, and my entire body immediately convulsed in a thunderous release. "Give it to me", she commanded again, before the first orgasm was even complete, sending a second wave crashing over me as my swimsuit filled with hot, sticky liquid. "Give it to me" she intoned a third time and it was too much for me, my back arched and I literally threw myself off her couch!

A second too late to prevent my fall, and fearful that I might hurt myself, the Goddess commanded that my body was glued to the floor, that I could not move at all until she unglued me. I spent what seemed like several minutes continuing to orgasm in an immobile heap on her Persian rug until, finally, I appeared to be spent.

Ungluing me, Goddess Kwan Yin had me get up and again lie on her couch. Before waking me, she gave me the posthypnotic command that whenever I saw her name in my "Buddy Box" I would immediately become both submissive and aroused, in fact I would become hard as a rock (a suggestion that still affects me powerfully to this day).

After waking me up, and allowing me to clean myself, Goddess Kwan Yin and I discussed my suggestibility (which she found quite pleasing) and my reaction to and recollection of the commands she had given me.  It wasn't until we had talked into the late evening that she leaned in close to my ear and whispered "Feather", and I was astounded to find that, although she did not put me under, her command still worked! 

At this point I realized that Goddess Kwan Yin's previous commands were also post-hypnotic suggestions, not merely effective during the hypnotic trance.  Beginning, with that single word, a whole new odyssey of hypnotic submission.