Chapter 1

My name is Teri Sands and I’m publishing this as anonymous adult (18+) erotic fiction. Fiction means it’s unreal. For some reason my Master ... my Owner ... has ordered ... compelled ... me ... to tell you the reader my story. In a way I guess this is a male “Pride of Ownership” thing with him. Actually I have a confession to make, tee, hee, hee. Growing up I’ve always had a ... a ... a deep seated desire ... a deep seated sexual desire ... a fetish about hypnosis. More precisely, I have a fetish about being hypnotized which my Master took full advantage of when he discovered it.

When I first started to develop breasts and get some hair down there, when I “discovered” my body. That was between 7 and 8, when I hit puberty, and yes, I soon discovered how to pleasure myself with my own fingers and latter a hair brush handle. But, I always had trouble making myself orgasm. Even after I had my first boyfriend when I turned 17, we fooled around and experimented, but I was never really satisfied sexually. Sure I learned how to fake it, after all it wasn’t all his fault that he could come as fast a a jack rabbit and had no control, but I couldn’t cum. I was just stuck there believing I was just one of those girls ... women ... that had THAT problem that nobody really wants to talk about.

That’s until I turned 18 and came across an image of a girl in a hypnotic trance on the Internet at YouTube videos. I was curious, honestly it turned me on like I had never been turned on before. You the reader are probably saying to yourself that there is plenty of hypnosis out there in the movies, TV, and the Internet, and you are right, but my mother, the whole family really, was rather strict on what and how much TV we were allowed to watch and besides I was into full time cheerleading, gymnastics, ballet, and homework, ha, ha, ha.

Anyway from then on I started to actually look for more and more things like that on the Internet. I soon found videos on YouTube of hypnotized girls looking Mesmerized at swinging gold pocket watches, spinning spirals, and strobing lights, and evil hypnotists making them do things aginst their wills. I was hooked on hypnosis from that moment on.

While watching them I experienced the best orgasm of my entire life for the first time. As I pleasured myself while watching those videos I was in heaven. It didn’t go any further than that at first. I eventually graduated high school and started college. I became an expert at being able to hide my newfound fetish after awhile. At that point I had started to search for videos that would supposedly hypnotize me.

There are plenty of hypnotic scripts, hypnotic inductions, selfhypnosis videos, out there on YouTube videos. Of course, they didn’t hypnotize me, but I liked to imagine ... yes, I guess I was role playing ... that they did. Anyway I could watch them and get myself off easily just by picturing myself in a hypnotic trance.

Just sitting here writing this now in my diary I find myself getting wet, but I digress, tee, hee, hee. I found I had trouble getting into guys ... boys ... because I never found one I truly found arousing. Maybe, I should say I never found one I thought I could trust to hypnotized me and not take advantage of me. They were all just boys, not men, that would just naturally have to brag to their friends about it. There was no way I was ever going to trust a boy with my secret. “To keep your own secrets is wisdom; but to expect others to keep them is folly.” –William Scott Downey, Proverbs

I guess at this point I should introduce my family. Dad is 60 years old and the CEO and owner of his own Fortune 500 electronics company. He does a lot of top secret military security contract work and was gone a lot when I was growing up, and if anything he’s gone more now that I consider myself grown. He’s about 6 foot 2, and 200 pounds, sandy brown hair and blue eyes. People accuse him of thinking he’s John Wayne, and he does somewhat look, act, and even talks like the Duke. My 24 year old brother Daniel looks a lot like Dad only younger, a little lighter, and more hansom than rugged like Dad.

Mom, Connie, had just turned 18 when she met Dad who was 37 at the time. He was 19 years older than her at the time. Dad was divorced from his first wife at the time, and he has two daughters from that first marriage. He also used to pay child support and they are both much older than me and live on the other coast. I’ve never personally met them. Anyway mother, Mom, is 41 now, but she almost looks like my 22 year old sister Ashley. They have looked alike like this since Ashley turned 16. For most mortals, age and time tends to treat the body rather badly. However, in Mom’s case, it seems that the years have done quite the opposite. Maybe the goddess Aphrodite, the Greek goddess associated with love, lust, beauty, pleasure, passion, and procreation, or maybe her Roman goddess counterpart Venus, of desire, sex, fertility, prosperity, and victory have something to do with it, ha, ha.

Anyway time seems to have sculpted Mom’s flesh so that any signs of aging just further emphasizes and enhances the voluptuous nature of her fit yet firm fleshy body. Somehow the years have just added just the right amount of flesh in just the right places to make every delicious curve of her body seem like it was made by the gods and goddesses just to attract poor mortal men. If you need some movie star or Hollywood celebrity to compare them to think of Kim Kardashian. They are both only 5 foot 2 in high heels, maybe 100 pounds, silky raven black hair and emerald green eyes, and fantastic 38-24-35 figures. Hey, I’m not the only one that says this about Mom and Ashley.

If your are interested I’m 20, 5 foot 8, 110 pound, 34-25-34. I look something like golfing sports model, and Instagram sensation Bri Tersi. Of course I have long flaming red hair and deep blue sparkling eyes along with a smattering of freckles on my cute little snub nose and high cheekbones. Right now I’m ... we ... are all living at home going to college. Luckily Dad and Mom make enough that we didn’t have to scramble for a scholarship, or student grant, or even work a part time job, like some of my friends do.

That fateful year, during Christmas break, I was looking for new hypnotic videos online and eventually found one that was different. I couldn’t explain to you, or myself, how it was different, but I somehow knew after the first time I watched it that it was different. Some indefinable part of me just instinctively knew it was different. The spiral, the flickering strobing lights, and the induction sound track, all worked in such a powerful way that I simply couldn’t stop watching it once I clicked on the downloaded mp4 file. I downloaded a copy and book-marked the site in my secret concealed laptop computer file. The next day, I watched it again ... and again ... and ... well you get the picture.

What really surprised me was when I realized it was really hypnotizing me. Yes, the more I watched it, the less I actually remembered of what it played, but the more I wanted to watch it again and again. The video lasted a full half hour, 30 minutes. At first it was pleasant, relaxing and arousing for the full half hour. But, after a few days of watching it repeatedly I suddenly realized I only remembered watching for what seemed like 20 minutes ... then 15 minutes ... then 10 minutes.

By the time Christmas break ended, I had bought some A/V computer camera/recorders and was filming myself going under like some of those movies I was watching from YouTube. As I watched myself go blank on my new videos, I realized I actually did remember all of it, but I was just in a deep hypnotic trance. The first time I recorded myself watching it in my room I went completely under after barely a minute.

I was really hooked by that point, but I did at least consciously realize that these videos could be dangerous. So at that point I started to systematically scientifically analyze my recordings of myself as well as the other video. Then I started systematically scientifically experimenting on myself. First I played around with the sound to see if anything was being programmed into me that I wasn’t aware of. I soon discovered that the video’s audio tract contained a program to hypnotize the person watching and make them more and more susceptible to being hypnotized by it. There were even some subtle triggers embedded in the audio tract. Since it was the source of what was hypnotizing me each time I watched it, I now naturally wanted to watch it more and more. It also made sure to make the person watching it love to be hypnotized.

Sure I realized that I had already been pretty much hooked on hypnosis before this, but it must be strengthening my fetish all the same. It didn’t program things into me like, buy Twinkles and send all my money to a Belize, or Switzerland offshore account, or even to become a mindless bimbo slut, but it DID program me to go deeper and deeper into my hypnotic trance. That made me realize that I must be going deeper and deeper with each session. Instead of scaring me, or being worried, or alarmed, as I should have been, I found the whole thing exciting ... sexually exciting ... arousing.

That is until Spring Break. Well, it was still exciting, just alarming now as well. I had become so hooked on the video that I was watching it every day, sometimes a few times a day. It was also making me bolder each time I watched it. I was stripping down to a string bikini and sometimes ... I was cutting it pretty close ... I actually started to realize I might be becoming an exhibitionist ... some part of me might actually want to get caught. At that point I started to watch it in the living room on my laptop computer. Then I got more bold and daring and was watching it on the big screen TV in the den. Sometimes timing it so I would come out of my hypnotic trance a few minutes before the rest of the family came home. I found it exciting to be almost caught in my deep mindless hypnotic trance.

But then I hadn’t counted on Daniel, my older brother, coming home early one day. Yes, looking back on it now I guess it was sort of inevitable I’d get caught, and yes, maybe my subconscious knew it, but my conscious mind didn’t I like to think. That must have been quite a sight for him to behold, ha, ha, ha. I had taken to wearing skimpy sexy underwear, and lingerie, while I hypnotized myself.

At the moment, I was wearing a French Riviera string bikini that would probably be banned from most public beaches. The string went around my neck, then down across my nipples, to meet at my shaved pussy, then through my legs, and then back up around my thighs and around and around my slender waist where it was ties off. The three postage stamp sized pieces of red cloth barely covered my nipples and surrounding areola, or the beginning of my vaginal slit. In fact, my clit and the small tuff of hair I didn’t shave off was actually exposed. I thought I looked so hot and sexy when I watched myself afterwards on my newly recorded movies.

So big brother came home unexpectedly and found me kneeling on the floor in the den in front of the wide screen TV, in my sexy red string bikini, finger-fucking myself. I was completely blank as I watched the spinning spiral on the TV’s wide screen and listened to the recorded hypnotic induction guiding me deeper and deeper as I pleasured myself.

He opened the door that fateful day and took in the sight and for some reason, that I didn’t know at the time, he immediately understood what was going on.

“Huh ... Teri?” He inquired hesitantly, but I didn’t react, so he tried something else.

“Teri, can you hear me? Are you OK?” He asked next a little louder, and maybe a little bolder this time since I hadn’t woken up and started screaming.

“Yyeesss ... I’mmm ... OKkkk ... humm ... Master.” I found myself answering him back in a deliciously faraway hypnotized emotionless monotone voice. That’s probably when he connected all the dots and put everything together. And NO, I didn’t consciously realize I had called big brother “Master” at the time for some reason either.

“Huh ... OK... “ He said, and paused. He didn’t go any farther on that the first time. He just backed up and left me kneeling in the den, but he must have looked through my bedroom and my desktop computer I guess. He WAS a computer science major ... nerd ... after all. Yes, a part of me remembers everything from that first brother/sister encounter and I even watched the playback latter. I was so embarrassed ... humiliated ... that I had been caught like that by my own big brother, but once again that kinky perverted side of me made itself known. Yes, it aroused me no end that big brother had caught me hypnotized and pleasuring myself, and yes, I wont lie I had a nonstop orgasm from it.

I kept to myself in my room with the door closed and locked during the rest of Spring Break and tried my best NOT to watch the video again. I managed to hold out on watching the video for a few days, but before the end of the week I was back to watching it again regularly on my laptop. I also tried to avoid Daniel, which went well until Spring Break ended and he started to spend more and more time at home.

So when the rest of the family went to visit grandmother and grandfather at the farm for the annual two week visit I begged off to stay home and study. I heard them all leave and waited until I was sure nobody was coming back because they had forgotten something. After I was sure I was alone for the next couple of days I cued up the video again and took up my knelling position before the wide screed TV in the den.

I was deeply under and enjoying the trance in seconds after that. Once I woke up, I didn’t realize at first that something had been different about the video this time until I saw the clock. With that I realized that I had been watching it for 2 hours! I scrambled to open my recording of myself and sure enough, it had lasted 2 hours!

Woah! How had my half hour... 30 minute ... hypnotic video lasted 2 hours I was asking my very confused self now?

I didn’t know it at the time, but my older brother, Daniel, had spent the entire Spring Break analyzing the hypnotic video and making his own modified version of it. I was about to start playing with the video to see what had changed, but I suddenly felt really sleepy and tired and decided to go to bed and rest instead. The craving for sleep didn’t entirely go away the next day and I found myself in sort of wandering around in a haze ... or a personal fog.

I lost all interest in finding out what was different about the mp4 file on my 64Mb USB stick. Instead, I wound up spending the next 3 days in the den before the wide screen TV watching and re-hypnotizing myself three and four times a day with the new video. And yes, some part of me was now well aware that it was not my original file, but that part of me no longer cared, tee, hee, hee.

After 3 straight days of this I was hungry and tired so I went to the kitchen for a snack and that’s when it happened. I turned to go back towards my room and there was Daniel standing right in front of me. I hadn’t heard him come into the kitchen, but there he was. As my eyes lifted from the floor up to his face in startled surprise, they locked onto something Daniel was holding in front of my face at eye level.

He was holding a beautiful old antique gold pocket watch dangling on a gold chain in front of my face at eye level. The moment my eyes saw it, I felt my mind recognize it, and lock onto it. Once he had my full attention he started to sway it back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, and I was completely Mesmerized by it. Yes, some part of me fully realized that he, my older brother, was ACTUALLY trying to hypnotize me.

I even think that a part of me ... a very kinky ... very naughty ... part of me fully realized at that time that my big brother was trying to take advantage of me his youngest sister. And yes, I had read plenty of hypnosis porn stories tagged hypnosis/mind control/incest on The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive (storiesonline.net.) Stories where the evil hypnotist takes sexual advantage of his beautiful friend, or his own sister, or even his own mother in the story. The thing is that kinky naughty part of me wasn’t fighting the hypnosis and it was working perfectly ... I couldn’t make myself look away.

I felt the familiar pleasant relaxation invade my mind and I was very soon helplessly looking at the swinging gold pocket watch with sleepy hooded eyes. I fell into a deep hypnotic trance in mere seconds.

“Wow, Sis, I never thought it would work that fast. You must really like to be hypnotized Sis.” He said to me with a smirk on his face. I didn’t answer.

“Listen to my voice now Teri ... You love the sound of my voice... “ And just like that I found I did love the sound of his voice.

He spent the next half hour deepening my trance by having me walk down this long spiral staircase with a handrail to hold onto and it worked beautifully. As I went deeper and deeper under his control I loved it. I still remembered it all. Once he was sure I was deeply under, he started to test me. He made me move to the living room. Then, he made me strip to my underwear. He had me freeze in place and he moved my body into all sorts of different positions. He made me think I couldn’t separate my clasped hands, or count to five. He went through a lot of different things like that, trying to find my limit I guess.

Once he was done, he had me dress again and sat me on the couch.

“Now Teri, you know you are deeply hypnotized and must obey my voice, right Teri?” He started.

“Must obey your voice…” I answered back blankly.

“You will never tell anybody, that I have hypnotized you. You CAN NEVER TELL ANYONE EVEN IF YOU WANT TO TERI. Do you understand Teri?” He ordered and then questioned me.

“Never tell anyone ... hypnotized ... big brother ... Master.” I found myself answering back even though I didn’t want to. I knew in some part of my mind that it was wrong to allow myself to be hypnotized by Daniel, my older brother. It was taboo incest. Yes, I also knew it was wrong to be sexually turned on like this by my older brother, but that other part of me didn’t care what I thought. Or maybe I should admit that the taboo incest part actually excited that other part of me ... drove her wild with sexual lust for Daniel, my older brother.

“Now Teri, you won’t remember the next part of this session until I tell you to remember it…” He told me and I blanked out for awhile.

I woke up the next day feeling extremely good all over and refreshed. It was early morning, so I got up and went to the bathroom before going to the kitchen for something to eat. Yes, I remembered that Daniel had taken advantage of me in my condition, but it was so strange that I couldn’t get mad at him for taking advantage of me like that. In fact, a part of me felt so excited he had taken advantage of me, but a larger part still found it wrong because Daniel was my older brother. I found myself putting it out of my mind for the moment and starting to set up to watch my hypnotic video in the den again.

I just couldn’t get enough of it ... addicted I think is the term I’m looking for here. Yes, I was addicted to it I realized now.

I cued the file up on the big screen TV and started to watch it. No sooner had it started that I was under. A pleasant hypnotic trance like I loved so much. I don’t really know how long it was before Daniel was in the room talking to me, but eventually he was.

“Very good Teri ... you are such a Good Girl. Now, I want you to remember everything from last night.” And just like that I suddenly did.

After that he instructed me that I couldn’t tell anyone about our new hypnosis sessions. Then he explained that he had tried to give me some posthypnotic triggers, and they worked I found. He then turned the hypnosis video with the spiral off and I was still in a deep hypnotic trance. He then took out his gold pocket watch and proceeded to deepen my trance. It felt Oh so wonderfully delicious to let him deepen my hypnotic trance even more.

After he was satisfied I was deep enough, he spent the rest of the morning “playing” with me. He made me do pretty much everything I had watched other girls do in the hypnosis videos. And, Yes, one part of me knew that the experts on this stuff say you can’t be made to do something against your will, but who said it was against my will, tee, hee, hee. At one point he made me forget my own name. Made me respond to Sarah instead of Teri. That one freaked me out a little, but it also turned me on as well. I’m ashamed to admit it, but I kind of loved that I could be made to do all those things under hypnosis, under his control. Another part of me was beginning to get worried as well, he was my brother after all.

He finally had me jump in the shower and that’s where my trance finished. I followed his suggestion that I should clean myself before I got out. As I did, I looked for him, wanting to tell him to stop ... or to continue ... I wasn’t really sure which. but I found he had left the house.

I decided to go to my room and do some homework. It went well enough, but my mind kept going back to the morning’s trance session. I finally ate and went back to my room, and soon I heard Daniel come back. I couldn’t sleep so I soon found myself cueing up the hypnotic video again. It was 3 am in the morning when the video finished and released me from my trance. I felt refreshed, and I finally could get to sleep.

I woke up around 9 am again and I caught myself hoping Daniel had gone away, so I could enjoy my trance alone and pleasure myself. I stayed in bed and fingered myself slowly, thinking about myself in a deep hypnotic trance. Doing this I came really hard as I thought about how helpless it made me feel. I made sure to be quiet, since I didn’t know if Daniel would be there. I had my answer when I left my room.

He ambushed me as I went into the kitchen. He had his gold pocket watch out again and my eyes instantly locked onto it. He started to sway it from side to side without a word and I followed it with my eyes. I felt myself relax and was soon under. I wanted to be under so bad I found.

“Very good Teri ... Now, listen to my voice... “ He started his induction. He spent a long time deepening my trance, like he did the other times. After a while, he was satisfied and brought me to the den where he again made me do lots of fun stuff. Until he decided to go a step further this time.

He decided it was time to see the whole package. He simply told me: “Remove your bra and panties Teri.” And I did just like that without being able to stop myself. I was so deep in the hypnotic trance that I wasn’t responsible for what I was being forced to do. I remember thinking to myself that it was OK, since I was in a deep hypnotized trance. After all I wasn’t responsible for my actions when I was hypnotized by Master. But, another part of me knew I shouldn’t let him ... Master ... do this to me. This was somehow wrong he ... Master ... was my older brother after all. This was close to incest that other part insisted, but I was deliciously helpless and did what he ... Master ... ordered me to do. He ... Master ... sat there and admired me for a while and then he ... Master ... instructed me ... my mind anyway ... that I wouldn’t feel his ... Master’s ... touch.

He came near me and caressed my well muscled flat stomach, asking if I felt it. I said I didn’t even though a part of me felt it all. He got bolder then and cupped my ample breasts with his hands. Again, I said I didn’t feel it. With that he went behind me and cupped both my breasts and massaged them as I stood there. He caressed and fondled my body for a long time, and frankly, some part of my mind thought ... wished? ... he would make me do other things ... sexual things ... but he didn’t. In the end I was sexually keyed up and wasn’t sure if I was more relieved or angered that he hadn’t gone further.

At last he ... Master ... had me gather up my clothes and take a cold shower. As the cold water hit my face, I snapped out of my deep hypnotic trance, and I remember feeling a strong mix of emotions. One part of me felt it was wrong letting my own brother feel me up, but another part ... God help me ... felt so aroused just thinking about it. With those thoughts I pleasured myself in the shower and came hard around my own fingers. When I got out, it was past noon and I went back to sleep in my room.

But Daniel had gone too far. Hypnotizing me and making me do things was fine, but he was starting to get into things that were close to incest now. I tried all afternoon to get myself to tell him this had to stop, but I found I just couldn’t. His post hypnotic order to tell no one still held firm and I never even thought of telling Mom or Dad to make him stop.

This was getting a little scary ... and ... erotic too, at the same time.

I went to my college classes on Monday morning and had the afternoon off. Which, I was surprised to find out, Daniel had off as well.

“OK Mister!” I finally managed to say to him. “You know you can’t keep doing things like that to me!”

“Don’t you like it?” He chuckled evilly.

“I ... you know I do ... but we can’t. We have to stop this! Somebody will find out!” I wasn’t exactly begging mind you.

“No they won’t. I won’t tell anyone. Will you Teri?” He chuckled evilly again.

“Of course not!” I said, feeling mortified by the very thought.

“Then?” He asked while reaching into his pocket.

“NO!, NO!!!! Don’t!, I don’t want... “ I started to say before he pulled out his gold pocket watch. Instantly my eyes were glued to it. Unable to look away ... unable to interrupt him ... it fascinated me and I knew it would hypnotize me. Some part of me screamed that I had to resist it, but the other part of me didn’t want to ... so in the end I followed its movements and let it hypnotize me.

“Good Girl ... look at the watch ... follow the watch ... back and forth ... back and forth ... now, relax for me Teri... “ He started his hypnotic induction. Once again he deepened my trance and once again he was done. He told me this time I wouldn’t remember the rest like before.

Which I didn’t, tee, hee, hee. I woke back up and we hadn’t moved. He smiled.

“OK Teri, you are right. I won’t do it to you again. Promise, cross my heart and hope to die.” He told me, but with that irritating smirk on his face again.

“Good.” I said, but for some reason suddenly unsure that’s what I had truly wanted. As the afternoon crept on he left to go study at the library. I knew I had the house to myself so I went to my room to indulge my little hypnosis addiction. I cued up the hypnotic video on the wide screen TV in the den and started to watch it. After a few minutes, I felt myself start to fall under its spell, but then something felt wrong.

I sneezed loudly!!!

The sneeze completely broke my hypnotic trance. I settled back down and tried to relax as I watched the spirals again, and just as I felt myself nice and relaxed again, I sneezed again, which completely woke me up again. I spent the next 3 hours trying in vain to get myself hypnotized! My craving for it just kept growing and growing, but it just wouldn’t work.

I even went online and tried a bunch of other videos, but nothing worked. I was screwed I soon realized. I finally decided it was probably for the best anyway. I really did need to do something about my growing addiction to the hypnosis, and with that I tried to push it out of my mind.

Three days later I just couldn’t help myself. I wanted so badly to feel myself lose control and fall into a deep hypnotic trance that I was physically hurting, actually suffering drug withdrawal symptoms. Yes, just like heroin, and prescription opioids: morphine, codeine, oxycodone, fentanyl, drugs which release dopamine, causing pleasure, and lead to addiction hypnosis releases dopamine too. Now, I was suffering withdrawal. I finally had to find Daniel. He would be able to? ... what? ... wouldn’t he? I found him watching TV in his room. I came in and sat next to him.

“Hey, Daniel.” I finally said to break the ice.

“OH, hey Teri! How are you tonight?” He said smugly back without looking at me.

“I’m fine.” I said back.

“You don’t sound or look fine little sister.” He said, really looking at me now.

“Yeah, like, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.” I laughed nervously.

“Come on Teri, you can tell me if you want something, you can trust me little sister.” He told me. The instant he said those last words, “you can trust me little sister.” I knew that I could ... it was as if...?...

“I ... huh ... I don’t know how to say this big brother ... no ... never mind.” I said, deciding suddenly at that moment that this was a bad idea to come to him for help with my problem.

“OK ... any time Teri!” He said cheerfully. I went back to my room, extremely embarrassed ... and still very horny.

I tried again for 2 more days to hypnotize myself, but nothing worked ... I always sneezed at the worst part of the inductions ... and it always broke the hypnotic trance. I finally had to admit to myself I needed help ... I was getting desperate to feel hypnotized again. With that I found myself knocking on Daniel’s door early in the morning, hoping he was awake. As it turned out, he was. We went to sit on the sofa in the living room.