The maitre’d’s spoon clinks on the cooking pan, ending Marquesa’s reverie and returning Her attention to the masterful show he is putting on. With the meat almost done, he spoons a bed of mashed potato onto the dinner plate and then carefully arranges the steak slices over and around the potato. Next, he neatly pours the pan juices over the steak and potato, and places the platter before Marquesa’s prey. Lastly, he places a very hot side dish of creamed spinach next to the sizzling serving platter. To Marquesa, the steak alone smells aromatic enough to make a tyrannosaurus rex drool. In fact, it looks so good that She almost wishes She had ordered this dish instead of pheasant. Oh well, next time, She thinks. She transmits to Her subject, “YOU WILL NOW..THANK THE MAITRE’D FOR HIS PERFORMANCE. AND..YOU WILL DO SO NOWW!!” Read more…
She addresses Her subject, “Before you are a dozen fresh raw oysters on the half shell. YOU WILL..ENJOY THEM. YOU WILL..ENJOY AND SAVOR EACH OYSTER YOU EAT MORE THAN THE ONE BEFORE. AND EACH AND EVERY OYSTER YOU EAT WILL SEND YOU DEEPER INTO MY POWER THAN YOU WERE BEFORE. DURING THIS MEAL..EYYE WILL BE ENJOYING MY OYSTERS NEXT TO YOU, SO WE WILL DINE TOGETHER…AND WHILE WE DINE..YOU WILL..SAY NOTHING! — NOT A WORD! — YOU WILL REMAIN COMPLETELY SILENT…Yeeesss!!!...YOU WILL REMAIN COMPLETELY SILENT UNTIL EYYE ALLOW YOU TO SPEAK…AND YOUR COCK WILL REMAIN ERECT — HARD — STIFF — THROUGHOUT THE MEAL!…That’s Right!!!…IN FACT, YOUR COCK WILL REMAIN ERECT AND HARD AND STILL UNTIL EYYE COMMAND OTHERWISE…Yeeesss!!!…AND OH, YES, OYSTERS ARE AN APHRODISIAC, SO AT THE END OF THIS MEAL, YOU WILL BE FILLED WITH SEXXX!UAL ARDOR AND..YOU WILL RESPOND ACCORDINGLY TO MEEE!!…AND YOU HAVE MYY PERMISSION TO HAVE YOUR OYSTERS WITH COCKTAIL SAUCE — IF YOU WISH YOU MAY ENJOY THEM WITH COCKTAIL SAUCE… AND WITH OR WITHOUT COCKTAIL SAUCE YOU WILL BEGIN TO..EAT YOUR OYSTERS NOW!” Read more…
At his point, having taken on Her subject’s trance and having secured his assent do to him pretty much anything She pleases, Marquesa feels massively aroused, aroused and so hot and bothered She’s perspiring. Over Her Third Eye Her forehead feels warm to the touch and Her face is flushed from Her mental exertions; Her breasts heave with excitement and arousal. Her vaginal muscles have begun to contract reflexively, rhythmically, and a part of Her suddenly wishes — suddenly craves — something more substantial than Her fingers for them to contract on. Read more…
She continues to perfectly pace Her ministrations with telepathic suggestions and commands: “Jussst..RELAXX!!…AND..ALLOW! THIS..RAPTURE TO..COME! OVER YOU!! — TO OVER-COME! YOU — TO..TAKE OVER — COMPLEETELEE TAKE OVER — YOUR MIND AND BODY — AND..ALLOW..MEEE!!..TO TAKE OVER YOUR MIND AND BODY…AND THIS FEEELS..SOOO GOOOD!!! — OHHHH SOOOO GOOOOD!!”…Yeeesss!!!!” Carefully pacing Her thoughts both with Her right hand, now lightly running Her fingertips over and around the cap of his shaft — and with Her left hand, as She delicately runs Her fingertips over Her clit, Marquesa deftly deepens their dreamy euphoria even as She throttles back on their arousal level. And this does feel good — Soooo Goood!! For each of them. As She proceeds along, deep in trance alongside him, Her hypnotic suggestions and commands to him having long taken hold on Her as well, due to their swiftly growing rapport, and to the receptivity with which over the years Her inner mind has learned to assimilate and embrace Her suggestions to Her subjects. “Yeeesss!!!…This feels..*Soooo Goood!*” For a few moments, She savors Her mellowed out arousal, even as He savors his. Read more…
Pausing briefly, Marquesa reaches into Her purse to extract a pair of thin, tight-fitting latex examining gloves that snugly cover Her hand and extend a couple of inches up Her wrist. It pleases Her to note that their white color blends almost perfectly with the white table cloth, a thought that hadn’t occurred to Her before She placed them in Her purse. Quietly, unobtrusively, without Her customary ostentatious snapping of the elastic, She pulls them on. Next, with Her left hand, She picks up the cruet and pours half a teaspoon of olive oil onto Her right gloved palm, and then, Read more…
