[The hot response from my Tease Theory post about words motivated me to finally get around to posting the definitions promised at the bottom of my introduction of Med Student. She had written these down to help describe the way we play. The words are hers except that (1) I organized them into categories of Non-Hypnotic Terms, Hypnotic Terms/Concepts, and Hypnotic Commands, (2) all footnotes and words in square brackets are mine not hers, and (3) I replaced my name with male pronouns.]
Cream- Bengay (capsaicin) cream, rubbed onto my clit and pussy. It burns at first and tingles, but after the burning stops my pussy is incredibly sensitive.
Pepper- Just regular ground black pepper rubbed onto my clit. It burns but not quite as intensely as the cream. [When given a choice, she usually picks cream instead of pepper, but then again she’s a masochist. ;-)] It doesn’t really make me anymore sensitive but it does burn for a longer period of time.
Rabbit breath- A type of game where I use a rabbit vibe fully on and in my pussy. Whenever I have to take the rabbit out so that I won’t cum I must hold my breath. The only time I can breathe is when the rabbit is inside my pussy. The challenge of this game is that the longer it goes on the more turned on and close to cumming I stay which makes it harder to keep the rabbit in my pussy, but the closer to cumming I am the faster I breathe which makes it harder to hold my breath.
[For those of you who have doms that you (at least) voice-chat with, I’ve previously posted this as an assignment. Try it!]
“Squeeze drill”- Something he randomly says [or texts], always seemingly at the worst times. It means that I am supposed to clench my pussy 250 times without cumming, sometimes without edging.
Orgasm Block- A hypnotic block that prevents me from cumming no matter what I do until he removes it or gives me permission to cum.
Control room- A figurative “room” inside my head, which I know from previous conversations he and I picture differently, but the basic gist is that from here he can control what I feel or do not feel. For example he can make me more sensitive to touches or make it so that I cannot feel anything.
The energy- A hypnotic force that comes from the control room. When he talks about it I can feel it all over my body typically in the specific way he is talking about, and occasionally I will just feel it randomly like a sort of tingle.
Hands possessed by energy- If I lay down and start slowly and gently rubbing or stroking my pussy after a while the energy will take over my hands until I no longer control them, then it will continue to tease me sometimes gently, sometimes roughly for as long as it wants, most of the time until after I’m crying from frustration.
Wetness- He hypnotised me to feel my own wetness as being eroticly tingly and it makes my clit and pussy ache for attention. This feeling only makes me wetter and more horny which of course makes it feel more tingly and needy.
Worship- An activity that I must do at least once but no more than twice a day (unless granted permission for additional times). I kneel with my hands resting on my thighs, my back straight, knees apart, and eyes closed. I say once out loud “I worship your control” which causes me to go into a hypnotic state. Once in the trance I hear his voice say “thank you pet” among other things. I can also feel him teasing me, gently or roughly depending on the day. This activity is about me giving myself to him every day.
Worship Circles- Rubbing perfect circles on my clit, I must use the right pressure and the right direction, etc. It is everything that would normally make me cum. The only thing I can change is the speed so that I don’t cum. I must count down every circle. Even though they can be frustrating and cruel, they are almost like a gift from him, and I always feel the desire to thank him for allowing me to do them.
Arousal Levels- “1”, “0”, “-1”, “-5”, etc. Hypnotic concept. He says a number that corresponds to how close to cumming I am. 0 is an edge, the negative numbers are harder edges and the positive numbers are under an edge. [“Normal” means leting her body go back to whatever is natural.] If I didn’t have an orgasm block I’m sure I would cum just from him saying a number, but we’ve never tried it without the block.
“Desperate time for you”/”Desperate time for me”- A phase that when spoke by him or I causes me to feel an intense needy ache in my clit that continues to increase until I am able to touch it and rub the ache away.
“You worship my control”/”I worship your control”- A phrase said by him or I that reiterates how much I like, want, and need his control over me. The phrase makes me feel calm and comforted yet horny, and increases my desire to please him.
[unheard- There is one more thing that neither of us remembered to list but should be mentioned: Sometimes I’ll give her commands (such as an arousal level) in a way that she isn’t consciously aware of. At any point during a conversation, without warning, she might find herself brought to arousal level and held there, or her wrists feeling suddenly grabbed and held firmly above her head, or a feather softly tickling her clit, or all of the above, without hearing me say a thing other than normal conversation, followed by a too-innocent “What’s wrong, pet?” when she gasps in surprise. :-) ]
: I haven’t been giving her squeeze drills lately because right now she’s no longer ‘my tease toy’ - we just play sometimes. This turned out to be a great piece of protocol, though. She likes sudden and unexpected commands, and that I’m thinking of her, and I like to tease her and let her know she’s on my mind. Texting a simple “Squeeze drill!” is a way to all of that, plus it built up her kegel muscles! ;-) At first it was only 50 squeezes but then had to increase it because I felt it wasn’t difficult enough. ;-) Since she can edge from squeezing, the difficulty with squeeze drills are no longer muscle fatigue but having to do them slowly enough that she won’t edge without permission.
: Her wording here about the energy surprised me. I visualize the energy as near-sentient erotic energy and tension. I don’t think of it as originating from the control room, but I think it’s hot that she does since her control room is now My control room. The difference between our definitions/interpretations probably comes from how the next term, “hands posessed by energy,” feels like her hands are controlled by something that’s not her.
: She used the word “must” because this was written while I still controlled her. She’s no longer required to worship once or twice a day as a ritual.
: This is soooo effective it feels like cheating! If I tell her to edge and she stimulates herself until she’s there, that’s hot of course, but I can also just blurt out “negative 10!” and she IS there and beyond, panting, shoved hard against that orgasm block. This is great fun for phone discussions while she’s with others, listening to her try to keep her composure when the only reason she isn’t cumming non-stop is because there’s a hypnotic orgasm block in place. >:-} Fucking yum. One thing I didn’t expect was the way that some numbers are better than others. “-5” is her favorite; it’s a good solid edge. “0” is more frustrating than “1” or “-1” because it’s teetering right on the weakest edge possible. My favorite surprise? “5” is more sadistic than “1” because it’s teasingly not as teasing as it could be.
: I turned “You worship my control” into a trigger because sometimes I want her to sink down into her frustration, and I also wanted to give her a way to sink underneath the urgent sharpness of painfully needing to cum and instead float within the deep ache. Using a stereo as an analogy, “Desperate time for you” turns up volume and treble, and “you worship my control” turns down treble and turns up deep, massaging bass. Sometimes I’m intense enough that she spontaneously blurts this out because otherwise she can’t stand it, which only draws her down, deeper into my control, her body resonating from the mere vibrations of my voice. Other times… well, sometimes I take this phrase away from her during a phone conversation. She’s learned to fear (and love?) when I do this because it means I’m in a particularly cruel mood. (See Tease Theory: Crying)