Chapter 2: Building Tension
As they mentioned before, Nina lays on the couch, excited if the hypnosis would help her.
Patrick sits down beside her, smiling warmly. "Now, close your eyes and take a few deep breaths. Just let go of any worries or tension, and focus on my voice as you breathe out and inhale deeply."
With each passing moment, Nina feels herself sinking deeper into relaxation. Her muscles release their tightness, and her heartbeat slows down to a soothing rhythm. Patrick's calm tone guides her through the process, asking her to visualize a safe and peaceful place where she can retreat without fear or judgment.
"Imagine yourself surrounded by a vast ocean," Patrick says reassuringly.
"The water stretches out before you, shimmering in the sunlight. Feel the warmth of the sun on your skin, and hear the gentle lullaby of waves caressing the shoreline. Now, drift gently onto the water's surface, allowing your body to float effortlessly."
As Nina listens, she feels the cool water lap against her skin, the sensation of liquid freedom washing away her doubts and fears. She takes another deep breath, feeling lighter, freer, and open to whatever comes next.
"You're now sailing on this tranquil sea," Patrick continues.
"Feel the wind whispering softly in your hair, carrying with it the sweet scent of saltwater and jasmine. Allow yourself to surrender completely to the sensations enveloping you. This is your sanctuary, your escape from the world."
Nina breathes deeply, feeling as though she's floating on air. Her worries seem to melt away like the morning mist, replaced by a sense of peace and serenity.
"Now, imagine there's a boat anchored nearby, tethered safely to the ocean floor.
Climb aboard this vessel, feeling the solid wood beneath your feet. It's yours; command it to sail toward the horizon. You're the captain of this ship, steering it wherever you choose."
Patrick's calming voice guided Nina further into her trance, leading her to envision a vessel of strength and resilience. She imagined herself standing tall atop the deck, charting a course across the boundless sea. As she pictured herself navigating the waters, Nina could almost feel the wind billowing through the sails, propelling her towards an undiscovered destination.
Patrick's velvety voice seemed to merge with the rhythmic creaking of the mast, guiding her along the voyage. His touch, ever so gentle, brushed past her arm, sending shivers down her spine.
"Look around you, Nina," Patrick whispered, his voice barely audible over the whispers of the sea. "You hold the power to explore new horizons, to leave behind the old and embrace the unknown. Embrace this newfound confidence within you."
Nina nodded, feeling the strength of her conviction swell inside her chest.
"Yeah, I want to lose weight, but more importantly, I want to feel good about myself."
Patrick smiled knowingly. "And that's exactly what hypnosis can help us achieve. Think of it as opening up a part of your subconscious that's been waiting patiently for the opportunity to shine. With my guidance, we can uncover hidden talents and passions that will empower you to break free from the chains of negativity holding you back."
Nina bit her lip nervously. "What if my mind rejects what you're trying to put in there?
" Nina asked hesitantly. "Or worse, what if it creates even more problems?"
Patrick took a deep breath, weighing his response carefully. "Hypnosis is a highly individualized experience," he explained, his fingers brushing lightly against his wife's hand. "For some people, it might bring up buried memories or feelings that they weren't quite ready to confront. But I promise you, I won't push you beyond your limits. We'll take things gradually, one step at a time.
" Patrick assured Nina, sensing her growing unease. "If anything feels uncomfortable or overwhelming, just say stop, and we'll pause. We're both in this together, remember?"
Nina exhaled a long breath, feeling slightly less anxious. "Alright, then. Let's see where this journey leads us."
"That's the spirit!" Patrick said cheerfully. "Now, picture the anchor rope attached to your boat loosening, releasing you from the constraints of the past.
Set sail across the endless expanse of the water," Patrick continued, his voice soft yet commanding. "You are the master of your life, steering this ship through choppy seas and calm waters alike. There's no turning back now; the horizon awaits."
Nina listened intently, feeling a strange mix of vulnerability and empowerment coursing through her veins. She couldn't shake off the feeling that something profound was happening within her, like a dormant seed sprouting roots deep into the fertile soil of her subconscious.
The hypnotic state brought forth a cascade of vivid images, colors, and sensations that transcended the confines of everyday reality.
"Now, allow yourself to fully emerge from the depths of this meditative state," Patrick coaxed, his voice echoing softly within her consciousness. "Take a deep breath, inhaling the essence of the ocean, and exhale all lingering traces of doubt and negativity."
Nina followed the instructions, her heart pounding like a war drum against her ribcage.
Each second felt like an eternity as she waited for Patrick to guide her through the final stages of the hypnosis. In the corner of her eye, she noticed the candlelight casting a golden hue on Patrick's face, giving him an ethereal glow.
„Now you see a big plate with sweets and cakes, all the things you couldn’t resist in the past“ Patrick whispered
softly. „You know these are unhealthy and make you fat after eating them. But you cannot resist the temptation. What are you going to do?“
Nina sighed, her brow furrowing as she reluctantly stared at the glistening treats displayed before her.
„This isn't easy, Patrick. I know I should avoid them, but… they look so delicious,“ she murmured, her voice quivering with indecision.
Patrick nodded, understanding the struggle his wife faced.
„I know, darling. Do you smell the sweet flavour of all these delicious things? Concentrate on this“
Patrick spoke in a soft whisper, his hands gently resting on Nina's shoulders.
His heart thumped with anticipation — he knew this was the crux of everything. To guide her through this transformation, he'd use every tool in his arsenal. And so, he started to plant a single suggestion in her subconscious.
„I am one with this flavour“ Nina whispered dreamly.
She focused on the sweet scents emanating from the tempting treats, closing her eyes to fully immerse herself in the experience.
„But you don‘t feel the desire to eat something from this“ commanded Patrick.
Nina shook her head, her eyes still closed tightly. „No, Patrick. Not anymore. I don‘t want to eat this.“
He nodded approvingly, a satisfied smile forming on his lips.
„Instead of making you hungry, from now on this smell awaks a deep urge inside you. An urge to penetrate your anus“
Patrick said calmly.
Nina gasped, her heart racing as she struggled to grasp Patrick's meaning. „What? How can a smell make me want to…?“
Patrick reached out and placed his hand on hers, his touch comforting and reassuring.
„Trust me, Nina. This is a unique technique I've learned. It helps rewire your brain's associations, replacing unhealthy cravings with healthier alternatives.“
Nina studied Patrick's earnest expression, her skepticism fading gradually.
"How did you learn this trick?"
"Well," Patrick replied, "I stumbled upon a self-hypnosis book at the library. It fascinated me, so I decided to delve deeper into the subject. I discovered that hypnosis could potentially help address a myriad of personal challenges, including weight management and boosting self-esteem."
Nina gazed intently at Patrick, her curiosity piqued. "So, you mean to tell me that I can actually overcome my cravings for junk food by associating the smell with something else?
" Nina asked, her interest piqued.
"Exactly," Patrick confirmed. "We'll replace the trigger that sends signals to your brain, urging you to consume unhealthy foods with a different association. By doing so, we'll train your brain to link a healthy alternative to the initial craving."
"But why did you suggest an urge to engage in anal play?" Nina queried, blushing slightly."I've never thought about it before."
Patrick smiled warmly.
"Nina, it's essential to remember that the human brain is immensely adaptable. Our senses are interconnected, and sometimes, one sense can influence another. Smells, in particular, are closely connected to memory and emotion. So, when we associate a specific smell with a different action, it helps create a new neural pathway in your brain."
Nina furrowed her brows, her confusion evident. "But what does that have to do with my cravings for sugary treats?
" Nina questioned, her curiosity piqued."I don't understand how swapping my sweet tooth for an urge to explore my own body benefits me in the long run."
Patrick paused, considering his answer carefully. "Nina, I chose this particular association because it involves pleasure and intimacy. Introducing anal stimulation can help you discover new aspects of your sexuality that may lead to increased satisfaction and confidence in the bedroom.
It's also worth exploring the intimate connection it fosters between partners. By engaging in this type of activity, you can foster a deeper emotional bond with your partner—something that can become even stronger with practice.
Nina blinked, her cheeks flushing red. "I see...“ she whispered dreamly.
„From now on your urge for sweets is redirected to an urge for anal penetration. And when I wake you up now, you don’t remember anything of this session.“
Patrick whispered and snapped his fingers.
Suddenly Nina opened her eyes, she looked around confused, surprised she saw Patrick sitting next to her. “Oh my god,” she exclaimed, “what happened? Did I fall asleep?”
Patrick smiled warmly, putting his arms around his wife. “Yes, you were sleeping for a little while. I thought you could use some rest, and I had a surprise for you.”
Nina giggled, snuggling closer to Patrick. “What kind of surprise?” She asked curiously.
Patrick grinned mysteriously, his eyes twinkling mischievously. “Come with me, and you'll see.”
He led Nina to their bedroom, the warm glow of the lamplight bathing the space in a cozy, welcoming ambiance. Once inside, Patrick shut the door firmly, leaving them cocooned in darkness. The silence hung thick with anticipation, like the quiet before a storm.
“Now, close your eyes,” Patrick instructed, his voice low and intimate. “Just like we practiced earlier, breathe deeply and relax.