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,

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, using Her left hand, She slowly and systematically rubs the oil over the gloves so that Her rubbery fingers and right palm are all perfectly lubricated.  Preliminaries completed, now comes the piece de resistance:  Marquesa reaches down with Her rubber-covered right hand and *touches* Her subject’s cock, and then, as She gently wraps Her oily, slippery fingers around the cock, She transmits,  “NOOWW!!..FEEEL MY **TOUCH**…Yeeesss!!!…FEEEL IT!!…FEEEL MY **TOUCH** ON YOUR COCK!!”   Her *touch* elicits a result both instantaneous and most gratifying.  As his head slumps forward, unmistakably signaling his descent into profound torpor, She feels his cock swelling, the blood pushing — literally pushing —  out against Her gloved fingers like a tree root thrusting against a boulder.  Feeling his member standing bolt upright as sit morphs into a hard, stiffened rod, She savors as few others can the SEXXX!ual energy it gives off.   Feeling through Her thin rubber glove the heat and the growing, throbbing pressure his pulsing blood exerts against Her fingers as his cock grows larger and thicker, warming not merely Her hand as it tumesces but spontaneously igniting Her inner body temperature as well.  To Her, feeling this is a wonderful treat, massively arousing  And what a magnificent cock it is!  Long and thick, it just feels *Sooooo Gooood* in Her hand.  The treat of palpably feeling the body of Her subject respond so acutely to Her suggestions occurs all too seldom, and perhaps for this reason, when She viscerally experiences this response, as now, She prizes it almost as much as a climax.  In feeling it, She also begins to glow from the extraordinary Power She wields over Her men — over all men.  Throbbing live in Her hand, She literally now feels Her Own SEXXX!ual Power and savoring this feeling — and that of his pulsing cock — its size, its strength, its warmth — make Her, in turn, feel *Soooo Goood*!

But they do more than that.  These thoughts and sensations trigger an uncontrollable surge of endorphins that pulse through her body, arousing Her so much that She can barely contain Herself.  Her eyes defocus, and a tsunami of SEXXX!ual energy, flowing from the top of Her head to the tips of Her fingers and toes, energizes Her, electrifying every cell and stimulating every nerve fiber in Her body to its furthest tip, and making Her come alive as nothing else can.  Her pussy drips with erogenous pleasure, and for the moment She completely forgets Herself.  In lustful excitation, She also completely forgets Her subject, and reaching down, She undoes Her pants and, with the oily, rubbery fingers of Her left hand, She begins to pleasure Herself with fierce energy and gusto.  Unencumbered by undergarments, her slippery rubber-covered fingers speedily reach Her lower lips and slither easily into Her sex-starved pussy.  As She frantically services Herself with the urgency of an addict needing a fix, Her vaginal muscles begin to contract rhythmically, Her lower lips and breasts swell with blood, Her nipples become pointy and hard, and She begins to breathe deeply from Her efforts, mental as well as physical.  She continues on in passionate frenzy for a minute or so, until, in the mists of Her carnal ardor and despite Her haste to stimulate Herself, it dawns on Her that She has guided Her prey to this state without uttering a single word.  This sudden insight once more brings home to Marquesa the extraordinary SEXXX!ual Power She wields, and this added appreciation of Her Extraordinary Power sends up and down Her body another massive surge of SEXXX!ual energy — no, make that SEXXX!ual arousal, raw animal SEXXX!ual arousal.  Its magnitude exceeds that of the previous surge, causing Her to gasp in sheer carnal excitement.

Another, more sobering intuitive flash makes Her aware that, in Her excitement, She has allowed herself to become overly exhilarated with raw animal pleasure and, in the process, She has lost Her normally rock-solid sense of the here-and-now.  Normally completely aware of Her circumstances and fully in control of Her libido, this has been a lapse to which Marquesa almost never succumbs.  Instinctively, She knows that to lose Herself in carnal hedonism is premature, way too premature — later, perhaps, but NOT NOW!   At this point, primal, carnal intoxication is something She does not yet wish to get caught up in, something to be scrupulously guarded against:  The evening is too young, and it’s much too soon — way too soon — to get carried away.  Still, She has forgotten neither Her subject nor Her plans for him, some already in mind and some yet to take shape.  This realization causes Her to pause momentarily.  As Her eyes refocus on Her subject, She consciously dampens Her frenzied, almost violent efforts.  Not that She ceases them altogether — doing so takes more willpower than She can summon up right now — but She does adopt a slower, more carefully measured manner, as She continues to service him — along with Her pussy.

Despite the sudden easing of Her SEXXX!ual arousal, Marquesa remains in full hypnotic control both of Her prey and of Her body’s responses to changes in his physical state and his state of consciousness.  Reflexively, She had adjusted Her respiration and heartbeat to match those of Her subject, which, thanks to Her curtailed stimulations, have now also eased.  Attuned to the mental and physical state of Her subjects to the point of obsession, She senses his heartbeat from the blood pulsing into his stiffened cock through Her thinly gloved fingers.  Hard-wired and intuitive, the result of thousands of prior inductions and Her Supreme Mastery of hypnosis, these on-the-fly adjustments come naturally — Marquesa doesn’t have to think about them; She just does them — and enhance Her growing rapport with Her subject, even as She pleasures the two of them, though much more leisurely than before.  Spontaneously, Marquesa has re-entered Flow, having re-immersed Herself completely in the task of guiding Her subject to a special place of Her choosing.  As for Her subject, at this juncture, he is merely along for the ride.

Matching Her actions with telepathic commands and suggestions, She picks up where She left off before She touched his cock.  “NOW FEEELING MYY **TOUCH**…FEELING MYY **TOUCH** AND FEEELING YOURSELF..GO!-ING DEEPER! INTO MYY POWER!!…DEEPER!..UNDER MYY POWER…DEEPER a-SLEEP!…DEEPER STILL…DEEPER STILL…MYY **TOUCH** MAKING YOU FEEEL AROUSED AND..RELAXX!ed…RELAXX!ed AND AROUSED!”  By giving him suggestions of relaxation, She rachets down his arousal, which had grown as intense as Hers, even as She fondles his cock and balls, though more slowly, more deliberately, almost casually, teasing, kneading, massaging, and pumping, expertly easing, guiding Her subject deeper, deeper into Her Power, deeper into an unconscious, Xanadu-esque dreamworld of SEXXX!ual arousal and excitement he never before experienced — in fact, he never before dreamed such a state could exist.