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I love summer.  It’s such a wonderful long season of relaxation.  The heat of the long slow days causes you to move at a lazy pace.  Nothing rushes.  Nothing moves in a hurry.  You might as well pour yourself a tall glass of something cold and sweet; put a few ice cubes in it. Sit back and set your mind to the most sexy, hot, wild fantasies you can.  Close your eyes. Hold that sweaty glass up against your forehead and let the cool drips slide down.

My goal for this summer is to produce one new Circle file each month, and to begin the second set of files in my Devotional Training Series.  I love writing and recording erotic hypnosis files.  And I so enjoy writing other erotic tales as well.  In fact, I invite you to follow this link to a long romp of a story which I co-authored with a dear friend.  In this story, I am “Princess Eva,” and used this pen name for the story.

Drop me a line and let me know what you think:  A Host’s Ordeal


The Holy Grail of Electric Play

Dear Trance Lovers,

I have been away from my site the past weeks, as I’ve been helping with the launch of a spectacular new product, Centipede 416.  This amazing device offers state of the art electro-stimulation play.  For those of you whose eStim experiences have been limited to a tens unit or power box, grab yourself a cup of something tasty and pull up a chair.

Over two years in design, the Centipede 416 is different from other eStim products on the market because it is controlled via TCP/IP over either WIFI or wired connections, and powered by a Linux computer, which provides unique features not available on other devices.

How does this work?  The Centipede 416 creates a hotspot (WIFI) to which you connect using a tablet, smart phone, or laptop computer.  Once connected, you can use the browser on your device to control all of Centipede’s features.  See the graphic interface below.  This is what I see when I connect to Centipede 416 on my tablet (I use an Amazon Kindle Fire).

Another feature that makes Centipede 416 a rocking hell of a ride is its pods.  In addition to the 4 channels on the box itself, Centipede pods (small, add-on boxes) extend the eStim experience either by adding more outputs or outputs of different kinds.  So for example, you can have stimulation on the nipples, a plug, and balls all at once. Or add in a “viby” pod to power a vibrator strapped to another sensitive body part. The system can accommodate up to 13 pods–or all told, a maximum of 30 channels. (Imagine me rubbing my hands together in delightful glee.)  And, these outputs can be used on several victims–I mean people–at once.   And I have to say, the quality of the sensation is smooth and intense.  Not stingy or ragged.

There is a jukebox for music-driven play, relay pods….Oh the options are endless.  I’m just scratching the surface.  To learn more, go to https://centipede.serve101.org.  The product is being sold exclusively by Current Pleasures.

The Pleasures of Tease and Denial

To be perfectly frank, I have never met a man who did not enjoy teasing.  Oh, some have more tolerance for it than others; some crave it; some loathe it but can’t resist it, just as a ruined orgasm is either hated or loved.  I am tease and denial’s #1 fan.  It’s a powerful way to enforce submission.  You are in such control of that cock when the release is one slick stroke away.  Bringing it closer and closer to the edge of orgasm…and then letting go.  Doing this over again, and over, and over again until the mind seems to swirl with dark and light, you are one pure, vibrating stream of desire, and you feel absolutely helpless.  You are completely focused- every inch of your being- on me.  You are focused on my hand, my expression.  Teasing builds endurance and submission.  It cultivates devotion.  And I recommend a healthy diet of it.  This is why I’ve decided to create an erotic hypnosis tease and denial endurance file.  Lick your lips and wait for it.

Feminine Endeavors

pink-natureI enjoy receiving emails and comments from people who visit this site and listen to my files.  I adore being appreciated and obeyed. What distinguishes my approach to erotic hypnosis is my insistence upon being ethical and compassionate.  I extend this to everything I do–domination, hypnosis, my communications and interactions.  I am a passionate advocate for sexuality–a person’s right to explore and enjoy what feels authentic and hot.  Among the men who have participated in my Princess Circle orgasm control files and challenges, there are a good number who identified themselves as enjoying or craving female erotic experiences too.  Whether this be feeling feminine in some way, wearing an item of clothing, or taking pleasure from things we traditionally call ‘female.’  Our sexuality is not static, not fixed.  There are female and male aspects to our personalities and desires…though who gets to define this anyway?  Who has the power to draw the line, to make judgments or assumptions when you know very well what makes you feel good.  Or what would make you feel good.  This is what I mean about being a passionate advocate for sexuality.

One way I contribute to supporting this belief is through creating erotic hypnosis files.  My files provide erotic pleasure, instruction, discipline, and the freedom to imagine what’s hot, exciting, satisfying for you.  So, the newest file on my site is an introductory file to a series I am calling Feminine by Desire. I wrote it in response to communications I’ve had with some of you.  It’s a ‘newbie’ file, for someone new to entertaining and embracing feminine qualities; but also for those new to erotic hypnosis.

As always, I appreciate your feedback.  The more I hear from you, and the better my files respond to your needs…and the more I can keep doing this.standing-mirror


~Princess Circe

The American Election and Power of the Goddess

Whether or not you are an American reader, you are no doubt bombarded with chaotic news stories of the U.S. Presidential election.  In the heat of battle between both political parties, several core values have been put up on the altar, to be defended as sacred or defamed.  Or worse yet, ridiculed. Unfortunately, women–the value and glory of women–has been maligned by one candidate who will remain nameless on this site.  He views them as objects and has called women pigs, among other insults.  When what he really should be doing is getting down on his knees to call us Goddess.

Let me explain.  My name, Circe, conjures one of the greatest mystical Goddesses of Greek Mythology.  Circe was the Goddess of metamorphosis and illusion.  Adept at casting spells, she was also the creator of magic and sorcery.  She reigned over her island, Aeaea, transforming any man who presented a threat into a beast.  In one of her most famous episodes, in Homer’s Odyssey, Circe transforms Odysseus’s men into swine.  Eventually, she is persuaded by the great Odysseus to return the men to their mortal form, where they remain enjoying the enormous sensual pleasures of the island for a full year (Who can blame them?) before departing with Circe’s blessings and favorable winds.  circe-image

If there is any pig or swine to be had in the current season, it is he who dares disparage the greatness of women.  Princess is aware that any subscriber to this site or member of her Circle adores women, reveres strong women, and knows the exquisite joy that Dominant and Powerful women hold.  I hold this power.  I command it.  For shame to live in a culture which regards women in such a lowly status.  Men are responsible and should be disciplined accordingly.  Men need discipline to honor the disgrace they have imposed on women–and to yield their obedience and willingness to suffer as extraordinary gifts.

A Change in Season

moon-shardA cool breeze makes you rub the skin on your arms.  Suddenly, you’re aware that you wish, for the first time in months, that you were wearing long sleeves, or a jacket.  It’s autumn, no doubt.  You look at the trees for the early signs of color; summer has ended while you were hardly looking.  All around, you see the russet colors of fall, red and gold.  Before you know it, the branches will be bare and the earth hardening with early frost.  Are you ready to accept this change in the seasons?  Are you ready to pull in, cloak yourself with the lengthening shadows and evening chill, to clear your mind and allow your body to relax into the soft, deep peace of trance?  Follow me into this new season. Listen to the warmth, the slow sensuous words I speak to you, guiding you into the pleasures of erotic hypnosis.  It is time to prepare your mind and your body to yield to the changes around you.  To yield to me.

Allow me…


I’ve had a wonderful response to my file “Bound in Circe’s ropes,” and in reply, yes, I will do more files on the bondage theme.  Right now I am working on a new file which has to do with enduring difficult training.  Ah, yes…another of my favorite themes.

Bondage has long been a fetish of mine.  In fact, I’ve met many people over the years who say their introduction to more exotic adventures was that first time being tied up.  Oh, you know…that evening when she removes the bathrobe sash, or he re-purposes his neck tie. Perhaps there’s some fear at first, until that stone cold rush is transformed into exhilaration, the excitement of surrendering to the person who wants to control you. And there is something so deeply, sensually satisfying about not having a choice.  About letting go.  Because in truth, this is what you want, don’t you? –the freedom to set aside the veneer.  Well, I am happy to assist.  Follow me, and listen to me.  Allow yourself to sink gently, deeply into my control.

Bad Boy

The newly-designed KTB is causing a bit of a stir.  I’ve had numerous high-pitched emails from those of you newly in possession of one.  Just looking at it, with those sharp fine spikes.  One curious writer whose device had just arrived,  remarked that the KTB is a lot smaller than he anticipated (Why am I smiling?) But it is light-weight, and you may rest assured that you’ll not be setting off metal detectors when you go through airports or municipal buildings.  In other words, it’s such a bad ass device.  No one will know that beneath that cool, composed exterior; beneath your businessman pants there is indeed a very persistent, nasty little secret demanding your full attention.  Discomfort of any kind is a gift to me, or whomever you are wearing chastity for.  I want to know exactly what the new KTB feels like.  I want to know your experiences, down to the nitty gritty.  You may send a polite email to Circe@Princess-Circe.com.  And if you’d like to learn more about the KTB, here is the link.


Invisible, Sexual, Rope

Hello, trance lovers,

Thank you for your enthusiastic emails of encouragement.  I’m so glad you are enjoying my new website.  And therefore…I am happy to reward my listeners with a new free file, “Bound in Circe’s Ropes.”  Come and enjoy a long, slow, relaxing induction.  And when you are deeply in trance,  I will invite you to experience the pleasures of sensual bondage as I tie you in my virtual ropes and coax you into an even deeper state of erotic hypnosis, and obedience.

What is it that makes bondage so hot?  For me, it’s the transition between being in control and accepting, with each new rope added or knot tied, the progressive state of yielding.  First you have full determination of your wrists and ankles, your arms.  You can move your fingers or legs as you wish…yet little by little you must give up the notion that you get to decide how you’ll turn your hand, or place your foot, and when.  Perhaps the deliciously sexual thrill is knowing that the person tying you in bondage is doing so in order to take charge.  Of you.  And once you are restricted, who knows what manner of salacious deeds might take place?  Why don’t you download the file and check it out?

~Circe                                                                                                                                                                     k6501871


When I was younger, my cousin and I played puppy every chance we could get.  He was the puppy, and I was the owner.  We would make kennels out of corners gated with ladderback chairs for the bars.  In he would go, with a dish of water, and if he was very well behaved, a cookie.  Over weeks and then months, our play evolved to include rituals we both loved.  We had a collar which had once belonged to the family’s standard poodle Clovis, emperor of the heart, irreplaceable pet.  It was a red velvet collar bordered with black leather and a gold buckle.  It looked majestic on my cousin’s neck.

First, I would sit on a chair and he’d crawl to my feet.  I would ask him whether he had behaved well since we last met, and he was to nod yes, or simply look down at his knees if the answer was no.  Let’s say it was yes, well behaved–I would then slowly and with gentle care place the collar around his neck as a reward.  I would fasten it slowly, let him feel the magical transformation I could see happening inside him. His heart lifted, his mind expanded, his body relaxed into the role.  I petted his hair, lovingly, my puppy.

Next came the leash and the walking exercises.  I taught him to heel, to sit up, perfectly still for lengths of time, to beg.  And when I stopped walking all of a sudden, he learned to freeze on a dime, so that his paw never dared touch the back of my foot.  Sometimes discipline was called for, and he would be put in the kennel, not allowed to move, only to consider his misdeeds.

I lost touch with my cousin years ago, but I think of that puppy play, how it filled us. I think about that golden moment when I’d collar him, and we would sit like that very still.  How I would talk to him for a long time this way.  How he listened and adored me.  Time slowed, liquid, sensual, exactly the way it was supposed to be.  This was my first experience of putting someone in trance.