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Posted by Goddess Marquesa November 8, 2012

MESMERIZING MEMOIRS — PINK AND PRETTY SURPRISING

Krystal recliningHi, everybody:
*  As I relax here, listening to some of My fave music and sipping something cool and refreshing, I remember a particular client I charmingly captivating into revealing something that totally took me by surprise.
To start with, anyone who met this male would right out of the box just know that here was a totally macho, real man’s man, outdoors man kind of guy.
In Our email exchanges and phone chats before I got My hedonistic hands on him, he made it clear that cross-dressing and feminization were tops on his list of NO-WAY-i’M-INTO-THAT items.
Since mutual satisfaction is one of the pleasures I strive for, I decided that when I met him, I’d beguile him with some other decadence delights.
Because I wanted to turn his head and blow his mind, I wore something silky, slinky, and suggestively short  along with a pair of awesomely wicked stiletto-heeled strappy-ass pumps.
After he arrived, We listened to some music and sipped on some wine as We engaged in Our pre-session chat about current events, favorite cars, and other topics.  I never rush into a session without a playful preamble, so to speak.
As We got comfy, I asked for his opinion about a painting I’d recently had the good fortune to purchase on Rodeo Drive.
While he was examining it, I casually mentioned how focusing on that picture sometimes made
everything else slip away for Me.
As We conversed about the painting and I slipped in statements about settling down, peacefulness, and tranquility, I watched his body relax more and more.
Once he’d slid into a light trance, I used some deepener techniques I hoped I’d get the chance to try out.
his responses were even better than I hoped for!  he made a very good subject for a man who thought of himself as always being “in control”
Once he was sufficiently ensorcelled, I gave him some suggestions to hypnotize him even more.
And I asked him some questions about what it was that really turned him on.
And I especially wanted to know about if there was anything he really liked that was something he kept secret from most people who knew him.  It seemed to arouse him when I told him he would enjoy confessing to Me and revealing to Me this very special secret only he and I would safely share.
When it came to his secret desires, the things he mentioned first had to do with how curious he was about dressing up in women’s clothes.
What intrigued him most was what it would feel like to have his legs surrounded by those silky stockings he loved seeing ladies wear.
I was shocked that mr. cross-dressing-no-way possessed that specific kink…and gave it UP so easily.  😉
Since he said he wondered if amnesia could be induced by hypnosis, I gave him some suggestions that he wouldn’t
consciously remember what he’d revealed to Me.
After I brought him up out of trance, I excused Myself and went upstairs to get something.  When I came downstairs, I handed him a pair of the sexiest stockings I had.  I asked him to hold them in his hands and run his fingertips over them.  I also asked him to describe as vividly as he could how those sheer silk treasures felt to him.  As he did so, I sensuously ran My fingertips over his entire naked body.
Combining all this with a few more words about relaxation, calming down, and dreaminess, it didn’t take long for
him to eagerly enter a deep trance.
Once he did, I persuaded him to reveal even more about the other feminine things he yearned to wear and do.
As he opened up even more, he gave Me some truly tempting ideas about what I could do with and to him in the
future.
Purchasing a proper pink satin corset for him was essential and he craved the feel of hot pink lipstick against his mouth.  he desired deeply to experience bondage.  Being tied with leather straps spread eagle and also being hog tied with rope while confined in his corset and stockings.
That wonderful feeling of helplessness and mindlessness flowing over and through him made he want more and more mesmerizing manipulation at My hands (and feet…)
We experimented a lot and experienced a lot and what I enjoyed so very much is how he went from the absolute mans-man to Marquesa’s sissy slut with just a snap of My fingers and the sound of My voice.
*  Oh! by the way, here are the titles to some of My aural aphrodisiacs that exquisitely explore cross-dressing and
feminization:
HYPNOWHORE
MARQUESALON OF TRANSFORMATIONS
MARQUESALON OF TRANSFORMATIONS: MACH 2
I look forward to responses, thoughtful comments, questions, suggestions, and replies to My
postings.
Goddess Mistress Marquesa AKA Lady Krystal Mesmer