Part 1
Initiation

Pain.

It covered him from head to toe and pulled him back to consciousness.  After a moment he opened his eyes to the blurry world around him and tried to understand.  The memories came flooding back too fast for any comprehension.  Memories of his search for his friend and teammate, plunging into the enemy base, and then the fight….

They lost.  They lost the raid on the base and he was taken captive.

With comprehension sinking in, he tried to focus in on where he was now.  He moved his bruised arms and began to rub at his eyes, wiping away the sleep and willing the world into focus.

It was clear he was laying on a mattress in a cell, probably just taken in and thrown on it.  His costume was in tatters and barely covered his body at all.  But he barely thought of that as he continued taking stock of his surroundings.

It was a basement cell of sorts.  The walls, the floor and the ceiling were plain concrete.  The only way in and out was a steel door that had a ‘peep´ whole in it for someone to look in on the occupant.  The room had the mattress, a chair close to the door with what looked like a garment casually tossed on it, and a light bulb hanging from the cord in the ceiling.  There was no toilet, no sink, not even a drain in the room.  Yet there was no smell of human waste.  That was good because that would mean no one was kept in here for too long.

Never being one to just lie around, he tried to get up off the mattress.  It only took a little effort but he was able to stand although he was still rather shaky.  He took two steps to the door and then grabbed the back of the chair for some support because his legs were just too weak.  He leaned over and scooped the garment out of the seat and sat down.  But when he did he detected a faint pleasing scent that made him glance around.  It only took him a second to realize it came from the garment.  He brought it a little closer and tentatively sniffed it.  The scent enticed his nose much like pleasing perfume on his lover.  He couldn´t place what it was, but it captivated him.

He found himself staring at the garment, which seemed to be an emerald green corset.  And he wondered whose it was?  He took in the hypnotic aroma and just sat there.

The door to his prison swung open and one of his enemies stepped in.  It was a woman in a skimpy black leather bikini costume that left little room to the imagination.  She had on a full leather mask and her hair spilled out the back like a pony tail.

“Come with me’ she spoke firmly.

As if in a dream he nodded weakly and found the strength to stand up again.  As he shakily moved out of the cell he didn´t even realize he was still holding the corset.

The woman led him down the hall passed more closed doors to a toilet and sink at the end of the hall.  There was no curtain or any other form of privacy but he knew they wouldn´t give him any.  Feeling a little shame he took care of what he needed to do and even splashed some cold water on his face.  It was then he realized he had no towel, but he still had that corset on his shoulder.  He dried his face breathing in its heady aroma and still wondering whose it was?

“Come’ replied his handler.

Part of him wanted to just run, to simply fight his way back out of there.  But another part…

On the walk back down the hall to his cell he saw movement coming down the hall towards him.  It was a Woman wearing an emerald green outfit with thigh high leather boots.  He stopped and watched.  As she walked by, she clearly ignored him.  And in her wake he caught that scent!  It was HER corset!

“In!’ his handler said as he was pushed into his cell and the door slammed shut.

The world started spinning in a new way.  He was still here, still trapped.  But part of him wanted to be here now.  Part of him wanted to find out who She was.

He found himself moving back towards the old mattress and laying back down on it.  But this time, he balled up the corset to use as a pillow.   The perfume on the corset helped him to relax and fall back asleep.

He had no idea what time it was.  But suddenly the cell door was flung open wide and a group of men entered.  Before he could do anything one of them nailed him with a stunner leaving him dazed.  The rest moved in on him and tore the tattered remains of his costume away.  Then they bound him in wrist and ankle shackles with a steel collar locked around his neck.  Finally they snapped a steel chain leash around his neck and led him out of the room.

In the corridor they took him down the opposite direction from the bathroom.  He entered into a large Hall where he found several other slaves watching the procession.  The women all had on garments of various designs.  But what each one wore was similar to the black bikini slave girl outfit he´d seen before.  And the men wore skin tight black leather pants with a matching hood with goggles.  All the male slaves were dressed similarly accept one that was alone in the corner.  He had on the full mask but with a ball gag, and no pants.  As if that site wasn´t disturbing enough, he also noticed the slave was locked in a chastity device!  The chaste slave watched them walk in and you could almost feel his desperation.

Just as he was becoming accustomed to his new surroundings, he was led into a room with a tiled floor much like a bathroom.  A chain hung down from the center of the room and there was a shower drain right below it.

The slave boys locked his wrist shackles together and then locked them above his head to the chain.  They forced his legs open wide then locked a spreader bar to him.  Then his spreader bar was locked to the floor to keep him in place.  Finally they did something he didn´t expect.  They blindfolded him.

Naked, collared, shackled to a spreader bar, and locked into the center of the room.  He started to become afraid.

That is when he felt the flogger.

Their were no questions asked.

No threats.

Not even a snide remark.

Just the flogging.

And it seemed to just go on and on.

“Enough’ commanded a soft feminine voice from behind him.

Someone had entered the room during the flogging.

He felt a presence walk around and stand before him.

“Hello Marcus’ she said softly.  “Welcome to My home’

“How… how do you know my name?’ he asked in a shocked tone

“I´m the one asking questions dear’ she said firmly “Now why did you attack us?’

Marcus was about to tell her to go to hell when he caught her perfume….. It was Her….  The woman in the green outfit . The scent worked its way back into his brain…

“I´ll ask again… Why did you attack us?’

“Because… Because you killed Jerry’ he found himself answering.

“Killed Jerry?’ She replied.  “We´ve killed a lot of people.  You´ll have to describe him’

The answer and back story spilled out of him before he even knew what he was saying.  How Jerry was missing, how rumors were he had died, and how to find the base of those that killed him.

What he didn´t say was how he had to twist his teammates arms to come on this revenge mission with him, how none really wanted to go because their was no real proof Jerry was dead. Well that and most of them had grown tired of Jerry´s attitude and were glad they were rid of him.

His mind raced back to the fight.  The battle was lost barely before it even began and he can still see them fleeing…  He closed his eyes to squeeze back the emotions.

His team had left him.  The bastards abandoned him there.

“You came to avenge your friend… how quaint’ she replied softly. “I know of the one you speak, and we did not kill him’ she said firmly.

“Then who did?’ he asked.  Marcus was trying to clear his head and get some straight answers.

“I saw you in the corridor yesterday’ her voice replied.  “One of the slave boys had been bad and needed a spanking.  I gave him 100 smacks with my bare hand’ she said softly.  Evidently she was ignoring or refusing to answer his last question.  He could sense her beginning to circle him.

For a moment the thought of her spanking someone crept into his head, and he found the idea rather erotic.  His manhood swelled a little more, but wasn´t close to being erect.

“I own this place’ she continued “the people you fought are my property as much as this building is.  But don´t be mistaken, I love Myyy little slaves.  We are all one big family here.’

“Many people are jealous of us here.  Jealous of our little family.  They don´t understand us.’ She said as she circled around him one time.  He guessed she was examining him.  The blindfold was really starting to frustrate him because he wanted to look at her again.

Marcus felt her move behind him and then he felt her hands wrap softly around him, pulling him back into her.  His back was still tender and warm from the flogging, but he didn´t seem to care as he felt her body press against his back.  His cock was getting harder and for the first time he truly realized he was naked and her prisoner. He could feel her lean closer and felt her breathe on his ear as she whispered softly to him.

“When I was young I discovered I could make men do whatever I like’ she whispered softly to him as he felt her finger tips explore his chest delicately, “and later I found I had a power that could help me do it.

“You see I can create pheromones that drive men mad’ she continued and started to pinch one of his nipples.

Of course!  The corset might have had perfume on it, but it also was the perfect way to deliver the pheromones.

He had to resist and fight her.

“So that is what you are using on me now?  To try to break my will!’ he said trying to fight through this.

She laughed sharply “Oh don´t be stupid, my pet.  I haven´t actually used any pheromones on you since that dose on the corset!  What you are feeling now is allll you…’ She whispered softly in his ear “Pheromones only heighten your increasing attraction to meeeeeee.  They don´t and cannot force you to fall deeper in eternal love with me.  You can truly break free if you want to’

His head started to spin and he realized for the first time that he hadn´t actually caught a scent of her aroma for awhile now.

She was right.  He really did want this.

Her strong, feminine hands moved slowly down his chest, tantalizingly dragging her fingernails over his six pack abs.  He felt her nibble a little on his ear as her hands found their way down to his muscular legs which were still locked apart by the bar.

His cock was fully erect and he felt her teasing it with her fingers. Oh God how he wanted her.

“You are here with Me now because you want to be here with Me.  And you and I know this is truly what you crave even more!!’ she said forcefully and wrapping an elegant hand around his hard shaft.  “Don´t fight it My dear, don´t fight it… You can not resist Me’  She began to stroke his cock as she whispered .

Marcus tried to fight it, tried not to feel it.  But he knew she was right.

Suddenly she stopped stroking him, and he felt her step back away from him.  Part of him started to panic a little.  He was wondering what was going on.  But there was also something else.  He might never say so in words, but there was this part of him that was worrying that somehow he hadn´t measured up to her desires or requirements.  And he wanted her to keep going.. He NEEDED her to keep going.  He could feel her move around and she stood right in front of him now.

In an instant he felt her hand tare his blindfold off and throw it away.  The light was low in the room so his eyes were instantly fine.  He found himself staring at her and saw the conviction in her eyes.  He was breathing heavily now, taking in her perfume, but not feeling any pheromones… She was right.  She didn´t need to use them on him.

She was dressed in a similar emerald green corset like the one he saw her in before.  But her luxurious breasts were highlighted and exposed by this one.  She also had on green satin panties that held his gaze for more than a moment.  He hoped he was the only one who sensed the potency of his longing for what they contained.  Finally he noticed she had on thigh high black leather boots that fit her perfectly.  His cock grew even harder at the sight of her, if that was even possible.

“My name is Goddess Marquesa’ She spoke firmly.  “You will address me as Goddess, or Mistress.  Is that understood?’

“No…. no…’ he said trying to fight it .

Marquesa smiled and took a step closer to him.  She reached out and ran a finger from the base of his rock hard cock up to its head, then ran her nail in small circles around its head

“Ohh My pet.  Why fight it…. It´s obvious you are enjoying this…. Give in, My pet… give in to Meee…  Give in to your Mistress…’  She seductively stroked his cock again.

“Say you want to be here with Me… say it Myyyy pet’ She cooed softly

“Yes…. Yes I want to be here… Mistress’ he said softly and looked back up at Her.

She leaned forward and pulled him into a passionate kiss, letting Her tongue slide deep into his mouth.  he was lost in it all. Lost in the fire.  And all he wanted was to be with Her.

Marquesa stopped stroking him again, and he wanted to cry out in frustration.

“Prove it.’ She said staring deep into his eyes “Prove to Me that you are Myyyyy pet and will do what I say’ She said softly as She ran a fingertip around his engorged sex.

“H..How?’ Marcus asked weakly.

Marquesa smiled a wicked little grin and walked back away and behind him again.

Being locked in his position Marcus couldn´t see what was going on, but he thought he heard a drawer open.  After a few moments he thought he heard the snap of latex gloves.

Marquesa moved back behind Marcus and reached around to run a gloved finger up and down his rock hard shaft.  But She placed Her other gloved hand on his left cheek and squeezed his ass.

“I want your ass, Marcus….  Give Me your ass and I´ll let you stay here…’ She whispered softly in his ears.

Marcus shuddered.  The idea had never occurred to him, and he didn´t know what to expect.

“I… I don´t know… I..’ he whimpered softly.

“Ohh don´t worry Myyyy pet it won´t hurt…..’ She whispered softly and moved back away from him to where She got Her gloves.  She picked up an item and walked around in front of Marcus to show it to him.  It appeared to be a small, oddly shaped vibrator.  Nothing fancy, nothing huge, just something rather simple and small.

“It´s designed to stimulate the male prostate pet.’ Marquesa said showing him Her little toy.  “It doesn´t look that bad does it?’ She asked him in an innocent tone.

“No.. It.. it doesn´t’  he answered softly.

“It doesn´t what pet?’ Marquesa asked in a soft, firm tone.

Marcus thought for a second and realized what She meant.  “It doesn´t look that bad Mistress’ he answered softly, still not use to thinking of Her like that.

“Good.’ She said with a smile on Her face and walked back to Her supplies.

Marcus heard a soft little crack and what sounded like a gel tube being squeezed.  After a moment Marquesa was back behind him.

“It´s good that your legs are spread, pet.  But if we ever do this again, you´ll have to spread your cheeks for Me.  As is I will do it for you to add a little of this lubricant so it´s not so traumatic for you…’ Marquesa informed him.

Marcus felt Her hand spread one of his cheeks from its partner and then felt a cold, gooey substance against his hole.

“Relax pet… relax’ She intoned softly over and over again as She eased Her latex and lubricant coated finger up into Marcus… “Easy pet…. There…. That is one finger..Let´s try two’ and She continued to work on Marcus to relax and loosen him up.

Marcus was embarrassed to see he was still hard as a rock.  And then Her fingers moved against something in side of him that didn´t feel so bad once She touched it.

“That´s it pet… it´s time’ Marquesa said and slid Her fingers out of him.  There was another snap as the lubricant  glove was removed and replaced with a fresh one.  He listened intensely to the sounds of the lubricant container being squeezed on to what Marcus could only guess was the vibrator.

Marquesa moved back behind him and smacked his ass with Her hand one time.  Then She grabbed his cheek again to move it over.  She lined up the vibrator with his now loosened hole and slowly slid it into him.  The angled device homed right in on his prostate.  Marquesa leaned forward and bit down gently on Marcus´s earlobe when She flipped the switch to turn the vibrator on.

It was like nothing he had ever felt before.  Almost electric waves moved up his rock hard shaft.  Marquesa kept one hand on his hip and started to move the vibrator around a little.

“It feels goooooood!!  Doesn´t it pet?’ She knowingly asked softly.

“Y .. yes Mistress’ Marcus whispered.

“Stop fighting it pet.. relax and enjoy it…. You can enjoy it because I want you to… there is nothing wrong with pleasing Me this way, Myyy pet.’ Her words flowed into his mind like honey.

Marcus cried out a little and started to feel an orgasm build.   It was like nothing he´d ever felt before.  His shame and humiliation was being drowned down by the new wave of ecstasy she was inspiring him to feel.

“Now seal the deal for Me, pet.  Cum…. Cum now! Be My little slut pet’ She ordered and worked his vibrator in ways he could never imagine.

His legs grew weak as he obeyed Her command and exploded.  The orgasm rocking back into parts of his brain as he gave in to Her.  His body jerked with the contractions, and the mess squirted out onto him and pooled down on the tiled floor.

“Good pet’ She said softly. “Good pet’.  Marquesa pulled the vibrator out and set it on a table.  Someone would wash Her titillating toy later.  After She removed both the latex gloves, She moved back to stand before Marcus.  She was careful not to stand in the mess on the floor.  She leaned forward and kissed him

“You were right about him’ She said to someone.

After a moment another figure came crawling into view on all fours.  It was the chastity slave that was separated from the rest.  The slave looked up at Marquesa and nodded softly.

“Here pet’ Marquesa said as She offered Her hand down to him.  He took it and Marquesa pulled him back up and on his feet.

Then two of the slave girls entered the room as well.

“He has done well, and has earned a place’ Marquesa said with authority.

“Yes Mistress’ the other slaves intoned as one.

One of the attending slaves handed Marquesa a key as She moved to just behind the locked slave.  She pulled him close and let Her hands move down to his chastity device which She quickly unlocked.  The device fell to the floor and the slave gently nudged it away with his foot.  While that was going on, the attending slaves had gathered up a typical slave boy costume and presented the pieces to Marquesa.

“He won´t need those for now’ She said firmly.  Both attending slaves smiled.

The last thing Marquesa did was take off the chastity slave´s full mask and ball gag.

Marcus´s mouth fell open in shock once he saw who it was.  Jerry… the very one he had come to ‘rescue´

Jerry tore his eyes away from Marquesa to look at his chained friend.

Before he knew what was going on, one of the female slaves stuck a ball gag in his open mouth while another through a bucket of ice cold water across his waist and legs so she could wipe off his cum covered legs and the passion pool he´d made on Marquesa´s otherwise pristine floor.  Wet and freezing his cock went flaccid and he watched in horror as the slave girl who´d gagged him locked him in a chastity device!!!

“You have saved me, you know’ Jerry said softly.

He watched in horror and fascination as Jerry leaned back against Mistress Marquesa.  Her hand slid gently down Jerry´s belly to his waiting engorged sex.  Marquesa teased Jerry with her fingers as she spoke to Marcus…

“Welcome to Myyyy family pet.  You might have taken that first step, but now it´s time for you to learn to crawl’ Marquesa said as She authoritatively stared lovingly at the panicking Marcus.

“The rule is simple pet.  We keep one chaste slave here at all times.  But it doesn´t have to be you.  All you need to do is find a new one to come take your place’ She said softly.  “And by default all NEW slaves are the chaste ones.’ She laughed softly.

“There are other rules of course and I´ll let one of Myyy girls explain them to you.  But little Jerry here and I have some business to attend to’ She said as She strode with authority out of the room with Jerry scurrying behind Her.  Neither of them looked back at Marcus.

Marcus didn´t know what was worse.

The beating he took coming in here, being left behind, being sold out by the very person he had wanted to save, or how his mind was racing to find someone else to take his place…. So he could serve Her even more…..

<b>EPILOGUE</b>

marcus’s nose knows how potent and pleasurable My pheromones and perfume are exquisitely irresistible.  Some scientists believe our sense of smell triggers more powerful memories than any of our other senses.

I command you to relax and remember the fragrance of one of your favorite foods.  Each of My recordings listed below relies on your nose leading you DEEPER AND DEEPER into your HYPNOTIC SURRENDER TO Moi, Mesmerizing Mistress Marquesa.

INHALE! & ENJOY!

Aromantique

HEART AND SOLE

Scent Into Slavery

Panty Playtime