Way, way back in 2012, I had a fun trance with a guy I had recently met, named Cyriacus. He invited me for a balloon ride over a sim of the Grand Canyon, and while we travelled, he gave me a lovely trance.
It was a lovely trance from someone who really understood hypnosis, and he used the backdrop of us drifting over the canyon as part of the trance. Describing how my head was floating in the sky, thoughts becoming puffy and insubstantial like pretty clouds, drifting like a balloon…
He then gave me a suggestion that I would feel safe and uninhibited when talking to him. A suggestion that ordinarily makes me a little wary, but he followed it up by asking if it was alright to give that suggestion, and giving me free rein to refuse it and reject anything that made me uncomfortable.
It was a nice move and made me more comfortable. He then woke me up partway, so that we could talk, but i could still enjoy the experience of drifting in the balloon.
We had a little pleasant chat as I drifting, just getting to know each other a bit, then it was time for me to wake and leave.
So, not an overtly sexy story, just a pleasant and lovely personal memory.
He later sent me a video he’d taken of the trip. The quality is pretty low by modern standards, but this was in 2012, remember. It’s not likely to be of much interest to you, since nothing much happens and the real action was going on inside the balloon as he tranced me. But it was a touching gift if a lovely memory.
I’d have loved to get to know him better, but we met in 2012, unfortunately, which was one of the worst years of my life, and my worst year on Second Life (for more on that, look for a coming article on my Hypnosis Meltdown (maybe)). I was keeping everyone at a distance, so we drifted apart. But I’ll always remember the serene comfort of that balloon trip, a lovely oasis when I was feeling really down.