I first met Status on Hypnosis For Guys a few months ago. We figured out pretty quickly we had some kind of chemistry, but he lives a drive and a boat-ride away so it took us a while to connect in person. We've been hypnosis book study buddies. We've spent hours in video chat talking about our experiences with hypnosis and coming up with hypnosis ideas and speculating about why things work the way they do. And we've talked a LOT about what we wanted to do when we met.

Often, in my experience, when two people spend that much time previewing sessions before meeting expectations for that first session are inevitably so built-up that the session can't help but disappoint. And so when we both finally met, I think we were both a little concerned that we wouldn't be able to compete with the fantasy us that we'd concocted in the months leading up to that final moment. We underestimated our chemistry. Incalculably much. It was immediate and electric and a little bit magical.

We're grownups. We're going to be reasonable about all this, but... Jesus.

Anyway. This first video is just a tiny, tiny clip from our very long first session. We focused on hypnosis and connection. But there was a little bondage. By the time we got here we were both so trance-drunk and fractionated that in our heads the events in this video took at LEAST 15 minutes. I only cut about 20 seconds from this video. Uncut, this whole part of our evening took about two minutes thirty seconds. We are both truly shocked. I've never seen such a bizarre and dramatic instance of hypnotic time dilation in the history of my hypnotic practice. Never mind. I'm not going to go into detail about all the stacked triggers and mantras at play here. Let's just say we got a fuckton of hypnosis done in our first session together - but the truly wonderful part is that we were left with a sense that we've only just barely scratched the surface.

Eventually, I will do the post-production necessary to release a version of a 30-minute (or so) video of some of my rope induction and bondage-related mantra in action. It's a little sad for both of us that, for real life reasons, I can't share that video without blurring his face, so most of you will never have access to the real content captured there. But I think you'll enjoy it just the same. Meantime, enjoy my trophyboy's cumshot from Friday night.

Oh! And you should know that he figured out I tied him so that if he leaned back in his bondage, his wrists were tied so that the ribbon would pull on his nutsack. Which he took full advantage of.