Sammy says (hypnosis) (Patreon)

Sammy says

Sammy was sitting in a coffee shop, talking with an old friend of hers who was a practicing hypnotherapist, she never really put much stock in that as a profession, but she had had enough of her boyfriend's laziness, so she had decided to ask Christine for her help.

“I told you, you should have kicked his ass to the curb as soon as he lost his job.” Christine said, never really approving of Scott in the first place.

“And I told you that he’s a good guy, mostly, he just needs a little motivation to help out around the house. Especially now that I work all day while he stays home. I make enough money to support us both, so I agreed that he didn’t need to work full time, I just thought that would mean he would keep the house in order.” Sammy explained.

“Okay, so whaddya want me to do?” Christine asked.

“Well I know you’ve done motivational work with people before. Motivating them to get things done when they’re struggling or whatever. I thought maybe there might be something like that you could do for Scott.”

“Well there probably will be. But that would only work if he was more committed to actually changing, and it would take repeat visits that I barely have room in my calendar for. For me to help him, he has to want to change, and from what you’re telling me, I don’t really think he does.”

Sammy sighed, disappointed at her friend's response. She really did like having Scott around. He was handsome and charming, most of the time. He had just become lazy after quitting his job. Maybe she really would have to end things with him.

Christine, clearly noticed her friend's dejected look, and spoke up with an alternative.

“Okay look, I can’t just change a person's personality overnight. Long term changes like that take time, which I don’t really have right now. But, there is another option, it’s definitely only short term, but I think it could make an improvement to your living arrangement.” She explained.

“I’ll try anything, what is it?”

“I have an hour free tomorrow afternoon, I’ll come over to your place and implant a trigger that you can use to issue commands to Scott. That way, if he’s being lazy, you can simply order him to do something. Maybe after a few days of that, he will see the error of his ways and make a few positive changes of his own.

“Wait…So I would just order him around and he’ll do what I say? Isn’t that a little extreme?” Sammy said.

“Hey, I’m just implanting a trigger, how you use it is up to you. But I really do think it would be good for him to learn to pull his weight a little. So, shall I come over?”

“Maybe I’ll just try talking to him one more time…” Sammy said, right as her phone vibrated with a message from Scott.

‘Hey baby. Going out for a few beers with friends. Be back late. You might wanna do a little shopping on your way home, no food in the house. Love you X’ Sammy read the message with a sigh.

“Thanks for talking to me Chris, but I better go, I need to get some groceries on the way home.”

‘Bzzt’ Bzzt’

‘PS, didn’t get chance to vacuum like you asked. Sorry. X’

That was the last straw. “Actually, fuck it. What time are you coming over tomorrow?” Christine smiled.

—

Scott was lounging on the sofa playing a videogame the following day when Sammy and Christine interrupted him.

“Scott, you know Christine, right?” Sammy asked.

“Yeah, the therapy lady, how’s it going?” He replied, noncommittal.

“Well she’s going to help you become more motivated. You’ve become lazy this last couple of months and I feel like I’m looking after a toddler. So you’re going to listen to what she has to say, understood?” Sammy was trying to be as firm as possible, Scott had walked over her one too many times.

“Woah, woah, where’s all this come from? Just yesterday I took out the trash AND did the dishes.” Scott argued.

“Scott, the dishes you did were the ones that you had used while I was at work. And yeah, you took out the trash, but I had to do all the grocery shopping and two loads of laundry AFTER I finished work. So don’t argue. Christine is going to talk to you for a while and when you’re finished, you’ll be a little more motivated to help out. Because I am not going to continue working to support you so you can play videogames or drink with your friends.”

Scott knew he had a good thing going, so he wasn’t going to push his luck. ‘Whatever. I’ll listen to her friend’s annoying psycho-babble and be done with it if it keeps her happy.’ He thought.

“Okay, you’re right. I guess I could hear her out. I could stand to be a little more motivated, after all you work so hard. I’ll get better, babe. I promise.” He said with a smile that would usually melt Sammy’s heart. He always had a way of saying the right thing. Which is how he had gotten away with being lazy for so long.

Sammy left the room, leaving Christine and Scott alone.

“So what do we do here?” Scott asked Christine.

“Well, if you’re comfortable on the couch you can stay there. It helps if you’re comfortable while you listen to me.”

“I’m comfy, let’s do this.” Scott said, hoping to get this over with.

“Great, so in a moment I’m going to hypnotize you.”

“Hypnotize?”

“Yes, Scott. But don’t worry, it’s just like a guided meditation. It will be a light trance that will help me to speak directly to your psyche. If you don’t like it, then we can stop at any point before you go under.”

“Okay, I guess I’ll give it a try.”

“Great. To start with, just pick a spot on the opposite wall and stare at it. Really focus on that one, single spot. It’s actually a fun little trick that your eyes play. If you stare at one spot long enough, your vision starts to blur a little around the edges, and that one spot becomes the only thing you can see. So try to do that. Focus so hard on one spot on the wall until everything else fades away. Don’t look away, but tell me when it’s working.”

“It’s working.” Scott said after he noticed his vision become blurry.

“Wow, great job, Scott. You got that quicker than most. So while you focus on that one spot, I’ll keep talking and you keep staring. Just stare and listen. You’ll probably start to notice your eyes getting a little heavy after staring so intently for so long. If they do, it’s totally fine. Just keep staring until your eyes get tired. They might even become too tired to keep them open…..and that’s okay too…..”

Christine continued her induction, Scott turned out to be incredibly receptive to her words and she knew he would be a great hypnotic subject. The comfortable, safe setting of his own living room was probably a big help too. It wasn’t long before she was able to lull him into a deep trance and implant a single suggestion.

“Scott, when you hear the words ‘Sammy says’, you will immediately follow any order, command or suggestion that follows. When you hear the words ‘Sammy says’, you will obey the next command that follows. You will be unable to resist any order that comes after the words ‘Sammy says.” She made a few more repetitions, rephrasing and reiterating the same command in many different ways so Scott’s mind could not misinterpret it. When she was happy that her suggestion had taken hold, she brought him back up out of trance, feeling good and relaxed.

Christine left Scott to stretch out and bring himself back around fully while she went to speak to Sammy.

“Okay, Sammy, I gotta run, but it should have worked perfectly, Scott was actually a great subject. So like I said. The command is a back up plan. An emergency button if you will. If Scott doesn’t pull his weight. All you have to do is use the words ‘Sammy says’ and he’ll do whatever you like, right after. He might not realize why right away, but even if he does catch on, I doubt he’ll be able to fight the suggestion. He went really deep. I’ll come back in a few days to reinforce the suggestion, if you want me to. If not, I’ll just stay away and the effects will wear off over time.”

“Wow, okay. Well, like I said, I might not need to use it.”

Christina and Sammy said their goodbyes and Sammy went on to spend the rest of the evening with Scott.

The whole night, Sammy was wondering whether or not she should use the new trigger, she was incredibly curious to see how it worked, or even if it worked.

Right before they were going up to bed, she had an idea. There were a few dirty dishes from their dinner that needed washing.

“Hey, would you mind washing the dishes before coming up to bed?” She asked, knowing what the answer would be.

“They’ll be fine until tomorrow. I’ll do them in the morning, babe.” Scott replied, but Sammy had a feeling that they would still be there when she got home from work.

“Scott, Sammy says do the dishes before you come to bed.” She didn’t know what she was expecting, like there would be some magical indication that the hypnosis had worked.

“Fine, I’ll do them now.” Scott grumbled and headed into the kitchen to start cleaning.

‘Wait, was that it? Did it really work or did he just do that to stop me nagging?’ She wondered.

She decided that she couldn’t be sure, so later on, when they were both laid in bed she tried something else. “Oh dammit, I meant to bring myself a glass of water to bed. Babe, would you go down and bring me up a glass?”

“Seriously? You couldn’t have asked that while I was doing the dishes? I’m not getting back out of bed now, I just got comfy.”

“Sammy says go and get me a glass of water….Please?” She expected him to laugh, or scoff at her weird phrasing, instead, he answered her.

“For god’s sake, fine.” He threw the covers back and padded out of the room, reluctant, but obeying. Sammy wondered how long it would be before he realized he had been hypnotized.

The next day was Saturday, which meant no work for Sammy. She woke up excited, she had a newfound power and she was going to use the day to figure out just how effective it was.

—-

It started in the morning, Scott came downstairs and found Sammy watching TV in the living room.

“This is weird,” He said, “I hardly ever see you sitting down to watch TV first thing in the morning. You’re usually up and busy with breakfast or out the door.”

“Yeah, I didn’t feel like making breakfast today, I’ve had a rough week at work this week so I thought you could make me breakfast for a change.”

“Me? But you always make breakfast on weekends.”

“I also work all week long to pay for this house and your games and beer, so Sammy says go make me breakfast.”

“All right, all right, I’m going.” Scott headed off and made breakfast, still unaware that he was following a hypnotic trigger.

Sammy had tried to convince herself that she would only use the trigger if she absolutely needed to, but that was proving quite difficult so far. Scott had been getting a free ride for months, and now that she had a little power over him, she was going to make the most of it. It felt good to be in control for once.

When she had finished her breakfast, she stood up from the table. “I’m going to back to finish my show, you can wash dishes.”

“But I usually log on and play with Kev and Jay on Saturday mornings. You’re usually busy doing other stuff.” Scott whined.

“Yeah, I’m usually busy cleaning the house. And when you worked all week I didn’t mind that you wound down with a few hours of gaming on weekends, but nowadays that’s all you do all week long. So Sammy says do the dishes.”

“Why do you keep saying that? Sammy says, it makes you sound weird.”

“Hmm, just a quirk I guess.” Oh shit he was catching on, did he realize? Would it make a difference if he did.

Scott washed up everything that had been used for breakfast and then headed back to the living room, hoping that Sammy had finished whatever she was watching so he could grab a few hours gaming.

“Thanks for cleaning up, babe. But now I have a little favor to ask…” Sammy had decided to see how well Scott performed when his tasks weren’t exclusive to cleaning. “Would you give me a footrub?”

“A footrub, no way. I was hoping to at least get an hour in before I went to meet the guys at the bar. What’s gotten into you today? You’re never usually this….lazy.”

That did it. After she had worked her ass off for so long while he lounged around doing nothing he had the nerve to call her lazy. “Scott. Sammy says get down on your knees and rub my feet, right now.”

“Jesus, fine! I’m doing it.” Scott dropped to his knees in front of the sofa and began rubbing the bare feet of his girlfriend .

“Sammy says this, Sammy says that. What’s with that?” He asked as he rubbed one of her feet, he was going to realize soon enough what had happened, maybe it was time she came clean.

As Scott pondered the meaning of the odd word choice, Sammy was feeling something else, a spark of arousal that had reared its head when she ordered Scott to his knees. The more she thought about it, and the more she watched Scott rubbing her feet in front of the couch, the more turned on she got, until she realized what needed to be done.

“Okay, Scott. Seeing you down there, serving my feet after doing everything I asked you has got me a little turned on. And you’re going to take care of it for me.” She pulled her foot away from his hands so she could lower her pyjama bottoms and underwear, exposing her bare sex to Scott’s bewildered face. She would never usually be this open about sex.

“Sammy says lick me until I cum.” She said it quickly, blushing a little as the words left her mouth. Scott didn’t argue, didn’t protest, but the gears in his mind were turning as he tried to fathom why he had given in to her demands so easily.

Sammy sighed as Scott’s tongue and lips made contact with her pussy. He had eaten her out before, but usually when he knew there was something in it for him, he had never just gone down on her for the sole purpose of her pleasure, and she was determined to enjoy every second of the rapidly approaching orgasm.

“Mmmm, yes, Scott. Just like that. Haaah, did you figure it out yet?” She moaned as the pleasure washed over her.

Scott picked up on her last comment about figuring something out. What did she mean by that? What was he supposed to be figuring out?

“Ohhhh fuck!” Sammy moaned loudly as she came from Scott’s tongue. The thought that she was taking pleasure from him without being expected to give anything in return was intoxicating. “Mmmm, I could get used to that, Scott.”

“What did you do?” He asked her as he wiped his face clean. What did you mean by what you said just then?

“Still not sure? Okay then, let me give you a hint. Sammy says take off all your clothes and kneel back down in front of me.”

“Okay, one sec…” Scott answered as he began removing all his clothes, then he seemed to realize what was wrong, but he still couldn’t stop himself from kneeling back down, completely naked. “Wait…why would I do that? Why would I do any of this stu-The hypnosis!”

“Noooww you’re getting it. Christine planted a suggestion so that you would do whatever I said if I say ‘Sammy says’ first.”

“Why? How could you?” He asked, shocked.

“Because you’ve been a lazy ass boyfriend for way too long now. I’m sick of working all day while you sit on your ass playing videogames or going out drinking with your buddies. But don’t worry. It’s not permanent, it will wear off after a while…If I decide to let it. So for now, you’d better think about being a better boyfriend, or you’ll be out on your ass. See how you like moving back in with your mom.”

Scott definitely did not want that. “O-okay, babe. You’re right. I haven’t been the best boyfriend, but I’ll be better, I promise.”

“No good trying to charm your way out of this one, babe. I like this control. And I’m going to use it while it’s here. For starters why don’t you go and get me a drink. Then you can get started on the laundry.”

“Okay, right. I’ll do it straight away. Can I get dressed now?” Scott asked. Sammy didn’t use the trigger, but he knew not to resist her right then.

Sammy was secretly hoping he would refuse or argue so she had a reason to use the trigger again, but she could still have a little fun at least. “Hmmm, no I think I like you better naked. As a matter of fact, Sammy says you have to stay naked for the rest of the day.”

“What?! The rest of the day?! But I’m supposed to be going out with my friends later.”

“Well, you can either call them and cancel or show up naked. Up to you.”

Naturally, Scott text his friends to cancel on them for the game that afternoon. Instead, his afternoon was spent tidying up the house while completely naked. At one point he was in the bedroom, gathering up clothes to wash, when he decided to try and beat the hypnosis. He grabbed a pair of boxers and tried to pull them on, but he stopped before he could step into them. He couldn’t explain why, but Sammy had told him not to, so it was in his best interest not to put them on. And so he finished his chores naked.

“All finished in here babe?” Sammy said, greeting Scott with a slap on his naked butt as she entered the kitchen. He had just finished unloading the washing machine when she came in.

“Yeah, I’m finished with the clothes. Anything else?” He asked, sullenly.

“Not right now, but I’m sure I’ll think of something for my naked helper to do. Hehe.”

“Speaking of naked….Can I get dressed yet? It feels weird walking around here with my junk waving around.”

She was going to refuse his request, but then she had another idea, an idea that came to her when she saw a slip of lacy red fabric poking out of the laundry basket. “Okay, Scott. Here. If you want something to wear, you can wear these.” She grabbed a pair of red panties from the basket and held them up.

“I’m not wearing those. I meant my own clothes. Men's clothes.”

Seeing how resistant he was to try on the panties only made Sammy want to see him in them more. “You’re not a quick learner, are you? Sammy says put on these panties.”

“Fuck!” Scott groaned his annoyance even as his hand reached out to snatch the panties from hers. The next thing he knew he was stepping into the tight, lacy fabric and pulling them up his legs.

“Hehehe, very sexy. Sammy says you can’t take off the panties for the rest of the day.”

“Dammit! Fine, so I’m wearing panties for the day, do I get anything else?”

“You can wear a skirt or a bra to go with those panties if you like.” She replied, grinning.

“No thank you. I’ll stick with the panties.”

“Suit yourself.”

Just then, Sammy’s phone rang, a glance at the screen told her it was Christine. “Ooohh, look who it is. I should take this and thank her for her help.”

“Hey, Christine. How’s it going?”

“Heyyy, just calling to check in and see how things are going with Scott. Did you try it out yet?”

“Did I ever. I might have gotten a little carried away.” Sammy replied, giggling as she glanced in Scott's direction.

“Really? I had a feeling you might. It can be fun controlling a person. Soooo, what did you do?”

“Well, right now he’s standing in the kitchen stuck in a pair of my panties.” She had to suppress a laugh as she said it.

“You’re kidding me.” Christine replied.

“Sammy!” Scott hissed.

Sammy waved away his protest as she carried on talking to Christine. Eventually, Christine began filling Sammy in the nuances of the hypnotic trigger.

“I’m just saying, you can do more than just make him do chores. The trigger should be strong enough to override his natural responses, basically any physiological response that’s triggered by brain chemistry can be controlled.”

“....You lost me.” Sammy said as she tried to make sense of what her friend was saying.

“I’m saying you could make him happy, or sad, or scared, hungry or even horny, all with the trigger word. I haven’t had many subjects who responded quite as well as Scott. So it would really help if you tried out the trigger as much as possible. Call it data gathering.”

Sammy didn’t need much convincing, she was having fun herself and now she had a better reason to use the trigger, it would be helping out a friend.

“I don’t think that will be a problem….”

—

“Scott, c’mere a sec. I wanna try something.” Sammy called Scott into their bedroom after she had finished getting dressed to go do a little shopping.

In he walked, still naked except for the panties that were struggling to contain his manhood.

“What’s wrong?” He asked. “What do you need to test?”

“Something Christine told me, she said your trigger is capable of more than just making you do stuff.”

“Haven’t you had enough fun with the trigger already?” He said, gesturing down to his crotch.

“Nowhere near. Besides, this will be helping out Christine….it’s for science.”

“Whatever, fine. Just get it over with.” Scott was trying to be cooperative, not that he had a choice. But he figured if he could at least act like he was on board, the sooner they could get back to their old dynamic. The one where he gets to chill out most of the time.

Sammy thought about what Christine had told her, and about how to test it. “Okay, Sammy says you are incredibly horny.”

A wave of intense arousal hit Scott as his brain responded to the command. He could feel blood rush to his cock as it began to stiffen. “Wooooah, shit.” His hand moved to his crotch to hide his erection as it peeked out the top of the panties. “That caught me off guard. Shit.”

His body was practically vibrating with tension as his brain flooded his system with dopamine.

“So….how does it feel?” Sammy asked, although the results were pretty obvious.

“I’m so horny. Can you turn this off before I jizz in my pants?” He replied.

“I wonder if I could make you do that. You know, cum in your pants….or panties rather.”

“I don’t know, but could you turn it off now? Or get undressed, one or the other.” Scott added, hopefully as the horny part of his brain began to cloud his thoughts.

“Pfft, yeah right. I just got ready to go out. But hey, call this payback for all the nights you finished without me and left me to go to sleep horny and frustrated. As a matter of fact, Sammy says you can’t orgasm without my permission. I don’t want you spending the afternoon jerking off. Maybe if you play nice today I’ll give you a reward later….maybe. In the meantime, I am going to do some shopping. Have fun.”

And so Sammy left Scott alone to deal with his arousal, thankfully it wore off and he was able to enjoy a little peace and quiet. He tried, and failed, to put on clothes again, so he remained in nothing but the panties.

Sammy did the grocery shopping by herself, she had intended to send Scott, but that would mean she would have to let him get dressed, and she found it too funny to keep him in panties.

On her way home, something occurred to her, another way to test how effective the trigger was. ‘I wonder if this would work over the phone…’ She pulled out her phone and called Scott.

“Hello.” Scott answered

“Hey, babe. How’s your day going? Still in the pretty panties I left you in?”

“Yes. Obviously.”

“Good to know. Having fun?”

“Obviously not.”

“Aww, don’t worry. I was just calling to say that I’ll be home soon, oh and Sammy says kneel by the front door until I get back.”

“Sammy!” Scott whined, but his body had already made up its mind as he walked towards the hallway.

“Did you do it?” Sammy asked.

“Yes. I did it.” he answered.

“Yay! I was hoping it would work. See you soon, babe.” Sammy hung up the phone and headed home with a smile on her face.

End part 1.