I wanted to relate a most interesting incident that took place this week. I am living with a Domme who proclaims to be a kind of hypno-witch. Some of the things she has told me about her past do seem rather far fetched. She tells me that she was the high priestess of a group who were developing hypnosis skills outside of the box, otherwise devastating hypnosis in the name of research for something greater. The group dismantled do to an incident of in which they where exposed to the media and the authorities a few years back.
I have tried painstakingly to catch her lying about her past, but with no reference, my hands are tied. The group’s goal was to simply develop a hypnotic system that once employed on a subject with or without the subject’s permission or without their knowledge, would induce an irresistible trance. Once a trance was achieved a suggestion would be given and no matter what that suggestion was it was carried out. Now this can be done, sounds difficult but possible; however two other rules were added. The entire damn thing had to occur in less than one minute and would work on anyone. Now I had to laugh and she laughed with me thus telling me they never reached their goal. I had to ask, hypothetically speaking of course, what they would have done if they had unlocked this secret? Her answer was ultimate power. I laughed harder and commented, “cool.” She tells me they would have done it if two of the girls had not gotten caught up in the greed. The group was disbanded after 16 years when two of the girls went into a jewelry store before closing and hypnotized the two attendants with their own jewelry. They cleaned out the place and were video taped doing it. Everyone split up and that is how she ended up here with me. She does continue this research today and her story has to be the most cockamamy thing I have ever heard and she really sticks to it, leaving me to wonder about her past.
Now I do have to admit she is the top of the line at deceptive hypnosis. She has shown me how to hypnotize using everyday objects. From Christmas trees to glasses of beer and watching the bubbles rise from the bottom, she got that one from T.V. Speaking of Television you should see what she can do with the movie Fantasia. She even put on a play using two of my socks as puppets and dropped everyone in the room. I didn’t even see it coming until it was two late and nobody knew what she was up to. Life is good…
This brings me to the point of what happened. She received a phone call and I was there when she got it. I have never seen her with such a giant smile. Turns out it was one of the girls from the original 13 girls in the witch coven, YIPES!
The girl, nick named wiz chick, was in the coven with her mom at a very early age and is now 21. She was raised her entire life on hypnosis and yes witchcraft. She got her nick name because she was bumped up two grades in school and held excellent grades the rest of the way. She related that she would be going to college here and was getting a job at a casino as a dealer. She asked if my girlfriend could be there at the interview because, and get this, she had a new hypnotic system that my girlfriend would be very interested in seeing.
This is worrisome, at this point I had enjoyed the fantasy about my girlfriend/domme and her tall tale about the hypno coven feeding my libido and always thought this tall tale was there to make her seem more mysterious by keeping me wondering if it was true or not. And great mother of god! Here they are talking about the old days on the phone laughing it up about all the deceptive hypnosis they used to pull, wiz chick’s first deceptive hypnotic induction of a guy at a carnival who took her 20 dollars at a rigged game and how she left with her money and a stuffed animal plus the guy was giving away all the stuffed animals to everyone who passed by the booth. There I was listening to all this with my wide open mouth and jaw on the floor.
The rest of the day my girlfriend was ecstatic. She would turn and look at me with a big smile and I kept my distance staring at her like as if she was a monster. She has done monstrous things during her domme sessions with clients. After all, she is a domme. But this, oh I wasn’t ready for this and she knew it. She milked it for everything it was worth. It then occurred to me that her and her friend might have plotted something like this to pull a psych game on me. She likes doing that and maybe she was doing it just to get back at me for never believing in her story.
Two days later there we were at the casino waiting and the idea of a psych game was slowly diminishing from my mind. My girlfriend kept fidgeting in her seat, her slender frame kept jerking around at every sound she heard in hopes that it would be her friend, I no longer thought this was any kind of an act. Suddenly we heard a voice, “Mama,” and a hug quickly followed.
My girlfriend dressed in a purple satin blouse, black pants and tons of that sexy evil looking make-up, you know, dark eyes, witch eye brows, did not look anything like this girl we came to see. She had next to no make-up, was wearing a tux, “that looked sharp and magician like,” her brown hair was parted down the middle and her bangs were held to the side with a plain silver hair beret. She looked like an innocent 16 year old girl that wouldn’t be very popular in school. She is pretty but harmless looking. I couldn’t see how she could be from the same stock as my girlfriend/domme plus I most certainly could not see her as a domme, and certainly not some kind of high powered hypnotist.
I asked about the Mama thing and she related that my girlfriend was just like a mother to her and she always referred to her as such. They talked about the suicide of one of the coven members who took out the jewelry store, they ordered a drink, and she got carded, she is 21, then the new hypnotic breakthrough was mentioned. My girlfriend asked, “Are you going to hypnotize you bosses to get the job?” Her only comment was,”wait and you’ll see. I have built on your theories and made a discovery that I think will help with the advancement of our hypnosis project, I want you to see it in action.”
The casino managers asked her why she wanted us there and she told them that my girlfriend had taught her everything she knew. Truth is my girlfriend can’t even play go fish, let alone casino poker, but I’m sure that’s not what she meant. She requested the best dealer in the house to play against and in ten minutes he was there.
The pro dealer was given five thousand in play chips and that’s what they were for, play, just to test out the skill of our new high roller dealer.
The game started like this. He would win one then loose two hands, win three hands and loose one. I was beginning to wonder as well as everyone else what the big deal was with her, she didn’t seem to be doing so hot. She didn’t speak much, only, “house wins or player wins.”
Then it started to happen. This pro in his early forties began loosing every single hand. They brought in another dealer just to check and see if she was cheating somehow. Soon he had lost all the play money, but it wasn’t over yet.
She asked the man if he wanted to play for real. The man replied, “Yes”, and she asked him how much he had in his wallet. The pro pulled out his wallet put eighty dollars on the table and she gave him 50 dollars in chips. The man said, ” hey, that’s eighty dollars.”
She said, “I know, but you want to give me a tip or we are not going to play.”
The man looked terrified of not being able to play and quickly agreed.
My girlfriend looked at me with a grin and since she has been teasing me with my recent fascination with MZD, she whispered in my ear, “Captured.”
The man looked angered as he lost his chips.
Then our young dealer said, “let’s play for your wedding ring. You win one out of three games and I will give you 500 in chips.”
The man agreed and lost his wedding ring.
Our young dealer who was not so innocent at all, turned to her right and as she opened a note book she asked the man, “do you own a house?”
The man answered yes as she placed a warranted deed in front of him and said, “ just sign and date here and I will fill out the address and get it notarized later. You win and you get your wedding ring back, one out of six games.”
The pro dealer actually signed the damn thing.
I was not catching what she was doing to him. Trust me, I know NLP when I hear it, I know an induction when I see it, but she hardly spoke a word, and this was getting real evil.
The man, needless to say, lost the house and placed his hand over his face in disbelief. She even took his car.
Then the shocker, she asked him if he had kids. The man said, “oh god.” He was shaking; his face was red, eyes teared up and our young dealer said, “one hand, you get it all back and five hundred more dollars in chips so you can keep playing.”
I am sure that it is against the law to play for children and win or loose it just does not occur.
She dealt the cards; the man looked at them on the table for a moment then suddenly picked them up and lost his kids. The cards dropped out of his hands and he buried his head in his arms on the table. I never felt so sorry for anyone in my life. The truth is, he actually felt that he had lost his kids.
Our young dealer said, “I think we’ve seen enough. He has nothing left to play with and I don’t play for souls.”
The man started balling and our young dealer started shushing him. He looked up at her and she ripped the warranted deed in half. She told him he could have everything back and it was ok. Then she asked, “Would you like to play again?”
The man shook his head no as he said, “I can’t stop, please help me.”
“I know and I’m going to fix that,” she replied. “So, do I get the job?” She asked the casino managers.
“Yes but we need to talk about your ethics,” one of them said.
“I’ll tone it down a lot. I’ll do just what it takes to make you guys happy and I’ll get as powerful as you need me to be for the high rollers.” She replied.
They asked her how she made him want to keep playing like that, but she wouldn’t reveal her secret. The only thing she would say was, “you have to make the game more appealing.”
She asked the managers if she could be alone with the pro dealer for awhile to do some counseling.
“Take all the time you need,” they said.
I watched her as she asked the man to sit up straight and relax. She proceeded with a lengthy induction and might I add she’s damn good. I thought to myself that I would love to be induced by her had I not just seen what she did to this poor man and she did it with a smile, a black bow tie tux and a look of innocent fun. But it was awful. Fifteen minutes and she had him. Little innocent her just tore him apart; there was nothing he could do to stop her.
I want to say that I enjoy the mind games played on me with hypnosis by my girlfriend. She will induce me with triggers and its fun. But, I have never seen someone held against there will and destroyed by someone who is so innocent looking, and using next to no effort.
Turns out, that she will be staying with us while she is here in college. This is going to get interesting. By the way, she is a domme.
She showed me how she did her trick on the dealer by playing cards with me a little. It stands to reason that this is a very dangerous mind control trick that she calls, “Mind Candy.” She told me that she came up with the idea from watching Star Trek.
I’ll explain it the best way I can. On the television show, a computer like game was passed around to all the crew. The game rewarded the player with a euphoric feeling every time the player won. Thus the player became addicted. A slot machine does the same thing. Bright lights and monotonous bells feed the senses for every win.
So I asked, “how come no one gets addicted to a slot machine like they got addicted to your card game?”
“Because my card game rewards you for loosing.” She replied. “When the player wins a hand I move my hands to pick up the cards awkwardly and slightly clumsy. I give no facial expression and win I say, “Player wins,” I blurt it out.”
“What happens when the house wins?” I asked.
“I glide my hands over to the cards when I pick them up. I say, “house wins,” in a very nice pleasing way and on the next hand I deal him, I quickly deal each card to him only to slow down when I glide my hand off the card. I keep a soft smile never ever letting him see me without staring into his eyes. The only time I do look away is when he wins.” She went on to say, “everything on that table turns negative when he wins and everything on that table turns positive when he looses. The human mind accepts suggestions from all different kinds of senses. Spoken words is one, reading is another. But the most powerful is pictures as they register in the mind the fastest. We are bombarded with suggestions all day long, from T.V. to Radio and so on. The suggestions are erratic and not very focused at all. The conscious mind takes care of us as only some suggestions are allowed through. The subconscious mind does have some control over what suggestion enter. The subconscious mind of the player at the table is led to believe that it is alright to loose and that it is in perfect control. The conscious mind doesn’t like it and a battle sets in over who is in control and the subconscious mind will always win that battle if it thinks it is in perfect control and nothing is wrong. A drug user always thinks he is in control, even though he is loosing the game. The subconscious continues to feel good each time the player looses and it releases feel good chemicals in the body. We all do this self destructive thing. Stop smoking or it will kill you, we keep doing it. Get out of that relationship with that person, he or she is bad for you, but we stay there. Each hand I played was like falling in and out of love or feeling that needle in the arm of the drug user. Give the drug, take it away, be rewarded when you loose, Mind candy.
I asked her, how come he kept loosing. She told me that the subconscious was making him loose on purpose, forcing him to make very stupid mistakes, so it could enjoy the nice hand movements and seductive shifting of the cards. The conscious mind kept getting shunted and pushed off until only the now addicted subconscious remains.
The more valuable the asset that he lost the more addicted he became. He really wanted to loose in the worst way, just like a drug user wants a stronger fix every time he gets high. I could have made him do anything just to loose to me again, from hurting someone to forgetting how to breathe at 2:00 PM tomorrow. Implant the suggestion and loose another hand.
We played a few hands and I admit I was screwed in about five minutes. I knew what she was doing and didn’t care. I tried to win but the harder I tried the more I lost, until those cards and the way she moved her hands, let me say this, I could feel every card in my whole body when she moved them, I just wanted to see her move the cards around. I almost passed out when she fanned the cards out for me, but it was sooo nice.
She moved the cards around in numerical order and started placing them on the table backwards. Nine, eight, seven and eye closure occurred when she asked for it. She didn’t need to do that but getting under with the cards was sooo good. I was so affected by this that regular hypnosis doesn’t even come close. This is the kind of hypnosis us subs are looking for and I do now find the wiz kid to be extremely attractive. Yet, this is too much power and I will leave that statement at that.
I will tell you that I left out a lot of details, at her and my girlfriends request about this technique they call Mind candy. They will be editing this to make sure that know one will get enough to reproduce this technique, but the theory is there and if you say well this has been explored before, all I can tell you is that I left out a lot of stuff, “not that I understood it anyway,” and I’m sure they will rip out more. I tried to sneak in here all I could.
That evening we brought in all of wiz kids stuff from the back of her truck. I was surprised to find that all her personal belongings, like cloths and things were in one small trunk and that all she had. She did not have room for anything else, because the rest of the truck was filled with psychology books and boxes filled with thousands of papers she calls research. She has one laptop and I asked her why she didn’t put all that research on disk or something. She told me she did and the extremely Heavy boxes I hauled in the house is her back up system. OLD SCHOOL sore back.
The two of them, my girlfriend and wiz kid got to work right away. Opening boxes and comparing notes, just like the old days I guess. I heard them brainstorming on one instant. A suggestion came up and it was, “how about a video game?” They want to get the remaining original members of the coven back together again. They plan to be at Barns and Noble and the public library all day today. We have every psychology book I think has ever been written and that’s not enough.
Do I think they can do it? No I don’t. Do you remember one of the rules, technique must be deployable in under one minute. And like I said, I left out stuff. To compress this technique down to one minute I think is impossible.

To my Coven I write this: Do you see the spirits that dance in the shadows at dusk? Do they call to you for play? Do they make love to you under the bright light of a silvery moon? Does the goddess FILL IN THE REST.
My children please mail me at xxxxxxxxx and fill in the rest. This is not a trick to get you to come out from hiding. We all know the remainder of this spell and that it is genuine. I know of the crescent moon and the spiral in it that is tattooed on all of our right shoulders. How much do you think he had to drink? You recognize all that has been written here. It is truly me your mother. Come home.

Shiri (assumed name)
Lukesh1 over and out…..