So this is kind of an odd fetish. It’s not terrifically common, but it’s not exactly uncommon either. It’s one of those things where once people hear about it, or try it for themselves, they find that it’s totally the best thing ever (because it is) and add it to their kink repertoire.

I, on the other hand, have been mad about hypnosis pretty much my whole life.

You guys remember the movie Aladdin? Yeah, I think that movie pretty much inspired a whole generation (mine) of kids to get into BDSM. Did you get a funny feeling seeing Jasmine all manacled in that slave outfit? I sure did. Also had a thing for that hypnotic snake cane Jafar had. Wow.

Baby Rik is a fan

Baby Rik is a fan

And Disney provides further inductions (ha!) to my perversion. Oh yes. Say hello to Kaa.

It’s actually kind of weird that I didn’t end up with any sort of snake fetish.

All of this was shown to me before I really knew what sex was, of course. I just remember having a particular enjoyment as a kid of these moments in these movies. At the time, I’m sure, I couldn’t tell you why, in the same way that I liked getting tied up on the playground, or playing cops and robbers (I was always the cop who would get kidnapped by the robber).

The first overtly sexual connection to hypnosis I can remeber was also when I was very young. Anyone remember The Tick? Pretty great stuff. When I old just enough that reading “chapter books” was kind of a big deal, I had a book of Tick stories. They were all pretty funny, and there was one in which the Tick gets hypnotized by a villain named Mr. Mental and starts robbing banks in his sleep. I would read this particular story and think to my pre-pubescent self, “Huh. What is this funny feeling in my vagina?” It sort of felt like the feeling you get when you press on your belly button really hard. And guess what? This feeling would repeat whenever I saw anything that had to do with hypnosis.

At some point in my development, some wires must have gotten crossed in my brain in connection to these shows and stories, and BAM! hypnofetish.

In the 5th grade, I had a friend, K, who would play hypnosis games with me. I would lie on the bed, she would swing a necklace in front of my eyes, and I would pretend to go to sleep and pretend to do what she wanted me to. It was all terribly innocuous, walk around the room, quack like a duck, etc., but it was a game I wanted to play over and over. I sometimes wonder if I should let her know she played an integral part in my sexual development…

Hell, my first sexual fantasy was about a swinging watch! I am not even kidding! A swinging watch and a voice commanding me to be obedient and play with myself… aah good times.

To this day, mind control, swinging watches, and spirals still play an central role in my fantasies. I’ve got a bunch of theories as to what I get out of this particular fantasy, but introspection is a post for another night, I think. I could just continue all night of listing examples of things I did as a kid that made me look back and go. “Ooohhhhhhhh.” but that could get lengthy.

Oh, ok. Here’s one more.


3 Responses to “Hypnohistory”

  1. 1 Jack Stratton June 22, 2009 at 12:00 pm

    Welcome to the sex bloggerverse! Interesting stuff so far. My experience with hypno/mind control has mostly been through fiction (MCStories) and it is fascinating to read what makes a fetishist tick… so to speak.

    Hope to read more soon! See you at CV.

  2. 2 Fluence January 25, 2010 at 12:58 pm

    Yup, this is pretty much exactly how I figured out what I was into, that Kaa has a lot to answer to 🙂

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