Minotaur themed erotic hypnosis. Tags: monster, Minotaur, beast, maze, penetration, rape, betrayal, fear

Gender: all gender, no gendered terms or specific listener gentials. Listener is penetrated.

Please note this text contains themes of rape and betrayal by the hypnotist/evil hypnotist.

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Take a deep breath, and start to relax your muscles.

If you need to adjust the lighting or get a glass of water, takes some clothes off, do that now, before we really get started.

Take another deep breath, and exhale.

Imagine yourself at an entrance to a maze.

The stone walls stretch far above you. The cobblestone path in front of you welcomes you in.

Take another deep breath, and step into the maze. I will be here with you to guide you. I am here for you, and you are safe.

It feels pleasant. This isn’t a scary maze. You feel relaxed, and look forward to wherever this may take you.

As you start to walk down the corridor, your breathing slows. Your steps are relaxed, your body starts to relax even more.

You reach the first turn. Take a right.

This is going to be fun. You relax further, excited to see where the unknown of the maze takes you.

You reach the end of this hallway. Take a left.

You realize that even though you’ve only made two turns so far, you’ve lost all sense of direction already.

You are at the mercy of the maze, and me in your head, guiding you through this.

Take a left.

Your breathing continues to slow. You almost feel like you are floating as you continue through the maze.

Take a right.

With each turn, you fall deeper and deeper into this relaxed state. You don’t know where you are, but that’s ok. It feels right.

Take a left.

You are falling deeper towards trance with each turn, each breath.

You feel so relaxed, so peaceful.

Take a right.

Dimly through the haze, at the next junction, you can make out a number written on the wall in white paint.

It’s the number

1. You walk slowly towards it. As you arrive, you turn right and see

9 at then end of this corridor.

This feels right. The numbers feel good, you know you are on the right path. You turn left and see

1. Everything is so hazy, and you are so completely lost. But you reach the wall and turn left again and see

2. Your mind is as foggy as the air around you.

It’s impossible to think, but that’s ok, you don’t need to. Just keep following my directions. Take a right and see

1. Your breathing continues to slow. Your heart rate slows.

Everything is fuzzy except my words. It’s good though, all you need is my words. I will take care of you. Turn left and you see

1. You know you are halfway there. You don’t know what happens after this count down, but you are looking forward to it. You turn left and see

2. You sink deeper and deeper into trance with each number, each turn.

Deeper and deeper into the maze, into your mind. Turn left and you see

1. You are hopelessly lost. But that is good, I am here to guide you. Trust my words, there is nothing else. Only my words. Turn right and see

2. Keep breathing slowly and deeply as your mind fully drifts away into the fog, leaving only my words.

Focus on my words as you slip deeper towards trance. You are almost there. Turn left.

DROP.

You are fully in trance now. There is nothing but my words. They fill your mind entirely, with no room for anything else.

You have reached a small round courtyard in the center of the maze. The cobblestone ground and walls are the same as the maze, and the mist is thicker than ever. You can barely make out the shapes of the looming walls around you.

You feel like there should be something more. This feels… unfinished. This can’t be all, right?

And you are correct. There is more.

There is a tension in the air, and excitement. You feel as you breathe in the fog. You take a deep breath in and

DROP.

Your body feels so relaxed, it feels like you are floating. Your muscles are all limp.

However, in your chest, you can feel your heart rate increase in anticipation.

Something is coming.

Something is going to happen.

You don’t quite know what it is, but you are excited. You know that I am here, and that means whatever is going to happen will be good. Your breathing gets a little faster.

You feel a little spark of arousal start to grow in you.

Yes, that’s good, that’s normal.

Fan that flame a little. Let that anticipation grow that little spark into more.

Feel the arousal grow. It branches out from your core and infuses your body with a delicious tension.

It feels so good, knowing that something good is coming. Feeling the sexual tension pulsing through your veins. Knowing it’s only going to grow.

Do you want to touch yourself? It will make things feel even better.

Yes, of course you do. Ok, go ahead, start to touch yourself. Remember to take it slow, don’t want to get ahead of yourself.

Remember that I am in control. I have given you permission to touch yourself, so you can. But if I tell you to stop, you will.

And if I tell you to keep going, you will.

It feels so good, doesn’t it? You know more is coming.

You can feel tension in the air building.

And as that tension builds, so does your pleasure.

Something about this mist that you are breathing just makes the pleasure feel so uncontrollable. So intense.

You are standing in the center of the courtyard. You can hear something rustle behind you, coming out of the maze.

Keep your eyes straight ahead. You cannot turn around or turn your head.

You are locked facing forward, as you hear this newcomer slowly make its way across the courtyard towards you.

Touch yourself faster.

You are on fire with sexual desire, but maybe now you feel a slight twinge of uncertainty.

The noise from behind you doesn’t sound like footsteps.

It sounds like hooves clacking on the stone.

A smell is starting to twine with the mist, earthy and musky.

You feel unsure about what is happening.

But you cannot stop touching yourself, just as you were before. You can only slow down if you are about to come, and then you can only slow down until you are no longer at the edge.

You can hear deep, guttural breathing coming from behind you.

You feel a presence nearing you. You are afraid. You cannot turn to see what is behind you.

But, maybe now I will allow one memory back into your blank, aroused, terrified brain.

The stories of the Minotaur. In a labyrinth.

Half man, half bull, in a constant state of lust, raping the sacrificial citizens sent in.

It touches you. It grabs your shoulders and pulls you back into its hairy, muscular chest. You feel small as it towers over you.

Touch yourself faster. Your arousal continues to grow, depite your fear.

The Minotaur rips off any clothing you had on. The shredded remains fall to the ground silently.

It grabs you again, still behind you, pushing your back against its torso.

You can feel its thick cock sticking forward between your thighs.

It wraps an arm around your waist, securing you against its body. You are powerless, you cannot escape and you cannot stop masturbating.

It bends its head down to your shoulder. You can feel it’s heavy, moist breath in your ear, as its wet bull nose slides down your cheek.

Your breath is coming in gasps now, a mix of terror and pleasure overwhelming your body.

You can feel the coarse hair coating the Minotaur’s stomach and hips scrape your skin.

Its hips start to jerk and thrust, as if spasming. It’s cock still between your thighs.

I now allow you to look down. Look and see the massive cock that lusts for you. It sticks through your thighs by a good amount, red and inflamed, precum dripping off the end.

You feel an involuntary spike of sexual pleasure at the sight of it. Keep touching yourself.

You are still terrified, but I have forced your body into a state of such arousal that your body betrays you.

The Minotaur can smell your arousal, and its lust grows even further.

It pulls back and grabs the back of your neck, pushing your upper body forward and forcing your head forward.

This time it lines its cock up accurately with you, and thrusts inside of you with one long, slow moan.

You let out a cry, unsure whether of despair or of pleasure.

Because your pleasure keeps growing. The bull sized cock stretches you beyond anything ever before. It’s on the edge of pain, but your arousal overrides it and you feel nothing but pleasure.

The Minotaur starts thrusting a rhythm inside of you. One hand is on the back of your neck, controlling your position, and the other wraps around your waist. You can feel it’s hot, moist breath on your back.

The rhythm increases. Give yourself over to the pleasure.

This feels so good, why were you ever scared?

The Minotaur pulls your neck backwards towards him. He pulls your body tight to his torso and thrusts faster, pumping up into you.

You feel so small, like a little doll in his clutches, completely powerless.

His breathing gets louder, grunting with each thrust. You can feel that is is building towards release.

His pace increases. You touch yourself faster, building with him.

His grunts are louder, starting to sound like moans.

You moan with him. You are reaching the edge.

He picks you up entirely and gives three last thrusts into you, and then sinks his cock into you up to the hilt and you

CUM

with him.

You feel him shooting his seed deep within you. You convulse around his cock, shaking as both of you continue climaxing. You can feel his twitching inside you as he continues to hold you close. You may stop touching yourself after this.

As the orgasm finally recedes, he slowly lowers you to the ground, withdrawing his cock.

Your legs can’t hold you, he lowers you to lay on your back.

For the first time, you get a quick glimpse of his head. It is exactly as you imagined, a massive bull with heavy, threatening horns and unreadable dark eyes.

And then you are laying down and cannot move, you can only hear his hooves clicking as he walks away, back into the misty labyrinth.

You are left lying there, his cum dripping out of you, in silence and stillness.

See, I told you that you would be safe with me and it would be a good experience. You are filled with satisfaction and a wonderful afterglow of pleasure, slow to fade.

You don’t have to be scared. You can trust me. I always bring good things.

If you are feeling tired and would like to drift off into sleep now, stop reading here and sleep.

If you would like to be brought out of trance , get up in that misty courtyard and I will direct you to the exit.

You notice the mist is fading slightly. The light is brighter, everything slowly starts to look sharper.

Look straight ahead, to the opposite side of where you entered this courtyard. There is a path that leads straight out.

As you walk there, you notice numbers painted on the ground.

1. Feeling relaxed but more awake

2. Feeling refreshed

3. Things feeling brighter

4. Your mind feeling less fuzzy, the mist is almost gone.

5. And you are fully awake, feeling good and refreshed.

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