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Author’s note: This story is dedicated to the fascinating, fearsome, friendly, fiendish, fantastic, frustrating, flamboyant, and ferocious GODDESS MISTRESS MARQUESA. It should not be read: by any minor; by anyone, ethically, legally, morally, religiously, or personally (for some other reason(s)) prohibited or proscribed from doing so; or by any person fearful of the concept of female influence/control/domination or uncomfortable with the topic of hypnotic (or any other form(s) of) mind control or both.

I did not know where I was. I didn’t know how I arrived here. I did not know what year this was. I did know one thing. I am MISTRESS MARQUESA. I knew all I needed to know.

I do not know how to return from whence I came. I have no money. I will need to make a living. I see there are men here. I will prosper. I know this to be true.

I stride purposefully into the saloon. I watch all of their eyes. I see each of them is only focused upon ME. I am becoming the inexorable, inevitable, and inescapable center of each of their worlds. I spy all of them surely succumbing to the sizzling, seductive sorceries spun by MY silken and steel siren spells. I know each of them is now tantalizingly trapped in the ten thousand times ten thousand times ten thousands of thousands of tempting twists and torturous turns throughout the Byzantine maze of labyrinths in the realms of MARQUESAcentrism. I am aware everyone of them shall always be so. I still know not where I am. I, nevertheless, am at home in this unfamiliar place. I am in control of their hearts, minds, souls, and bodies. I am cognizant that each of them will do whatsoever will fulfill MY slightest whimsical wish. I am in charge.

My name is known to many people in many places. My life has meant holding many jobs: school teaching, farming, ranching, bounty hunting, bartending, bank robbing, cattle rustling, claim jumping, gambling, mine salting, forging, and, my most favorite and fun-filled vocation, gunfighting. My name evokes perpetual terror in everyone who has ever known of my existence. My favorite games are backgammon, bridge, chess, go, mastermind, Othello, and poker. My musings are noted here. “Why work in a business when you can own it?” “Why own one business when you can run a town?” “Why run a town when you can rule a state?” “Why rule a state when you can control a country?” “Why control a country when you can conquer a continent?” “Why conquer a continent when you can manipulate tout le monde?” My modus operandi for the accomplishment of my desire is the essence of simplicity. “Whatever I must do, I shall do.” My motto is quite easy for virtually any homo sapiens to understand and remember. “My wish, my will, my way!”

My business takes me to the saloon. My gaze falls upon the most magnificent mademoiselle in all of creation’s history. Yea verily, SHE is pulchritude’s piece de resistance. My lust for HER lovely body is unbridled. My desire to exclusively and eternally possess HER is unquenchable.

My business matters have always taken precedence over all of my affairs of the heart. My decision is clear. My brain will dominate my body. My financial transactions are concluded far more swiftly and successfully than I had expected. My body’s bestial passions can now have their way.

I take note of everyone’s reactions when he so conspicuously and confidently enters this saloon. I intuit and infer that he is the great power in these parts–and far, far beyond. I learn that he terrorizes hosts of people for a host of reasons. I am not surprised about the accuracy of MY deduction and feminine extrasensory perception concerning this man’s man and lady’s man. I see how his eyes lustfully and lovingly linger upon MY loveliness, MY beauty, and MY body. I deduce that he wants ME. I am certain he desires, craves, yearns for, and needs ME more and more than he has ever done, or shall ever do, any of these things for anyone or anything. I see he is able to rein in his powerful passions. I like this in a manservant. I am cognizant of MY position in this society and in his life. I am in total and complete control. I shall teach him this in MY oh so perfect and pleasurable and powerful way. Inside MY heart, mind, and soul I laugh oh so, very, very, very, “` wickedly!

My steps, at long last, take me over to HER table. My eyes perceive SHE sitteth alone. My conclusion is, the gods of serendipity and synchronicity are smiling upon me this day. My lips introduce me to HER. My ears hear HER cordial response. My mind makes and expresses my flattering speech to HER. My eyes see HER wonderful and beatific smile. My heart doth rejoice most exceedingly. My ears have heard HER say SHE is pleased. My mouth reveals to us our future together. “My wish, my will, my way.”

I hear the six words he has spoken to ME. I can publicly break him. I can give all of his underlings a stunning spectacle that shall not soon be forgotten. I can make him obsequiously and vociferously beg for the intrinsically inestimable satisfaction of groveling at the fascinating and feminine feet supporting the gorgeous gams of this lively, lovely, and luxurious GODDESS he can not possibly even pretend to resist. I shall not do so. I will be a far greater power after I am everlastingly enthroned in the throne’s enticed, entranced, and ensorcelled soul, mind, heart, and body. I am aware MY decision is best. I am cognizant it is always even so.

My thoughts are only about HER. My hand beckons HER to follow me. My eyes and ears perceive HER acquiescence. My golden carriage awaits us. My driver whisks us to my castle. My Venus-esque visitor and subsequent captivating conquest obediently follows me as I show HER the opulence of my charming, little hideaway. My legion of attendants are as competent as they are obedient. My plan is to reward each of them handsomely for the delightful devotion and salubrious service faithfully rendered to me.

I meekly follow him through his lair. I am discovering he is much wealthier, more influential, and much more cultured than I had given him credit for. I sense he seeks to impress and dazzle ME. I dine sumptuously with him. I perceive the exceedingly exquisite excellence of his taste in all things. I converse with him as we partake of divinely disposed and delivered drinks and delicacies. I accurately believe he is becoming bewitched, bothered, and bewildered by: MY erudition; MY mind’s complexity; MY cunningly crafted, charmingly conveyed comeliness; MY perception’s acuteness; and MY depth of knowledge. I am quite well satisfied with MY little toy.

My graceful and gorgeous guest is immensely enjoying HERSELF. My senses apprise me of this. My companion has made a request. My conquest says SHE wishes to entertain me. My hospitality shall be extended in all things.

I hear him accede to MY harmless, little suggestion. I know the thoughts, the feelings, and the decadent desires dwelling deep down in the depths of his delightfully domineering mind. I feel and know the hour of MY triumph has arrived.

I indicate he should relax his body, his heart, and his mind. I observe his obedience. I ask him to look deep into MY innocent, enterprising, emerald eyes. I see his eyes lock down onto MY own. I say he should only listen to the soothing sound of MY velvety voice. I am certain he shall eagerly and willingly comply with MY dictum. I know this is so. I know he is an exceptionally powerful man. I know all persons respect him or fear him or both. I know he shall soon be everlastingly, entirely, unselfishly, and enthrallingly MINE.

I shall speak to him now. “I am MISTRESS MARQUESA. I am your OWNER, your GODDESS, your WORLD, your UNIVERSE, and your EVERYTHING. I know you feel the pervasively prevalent powers of MY fiendishly fascinating, frighteningly full, ferociously feline, and phantasmagorically feminine forcefulness. I know you can not look away from MY eyes. I know you do not desire to look away from MY eyes. I know you shall not look away from MY eyes. I know you are aware that MY thoughts are your thoughts. I am aware you know that MY words are your words. I know that you know MY instructions are your instructions being spoken to you using the sexy and soothing sounds of MY most magical and mesmerizing voice of satin and steel. I am aware of your awareness that MY will is sooooooo much stronger than the will you no longer possess and shall never need in your future existence. I am keenly aware of what you feel. I know you are experiencing intense pleasure while you are in MY presence. I am certain you will feel greater and stronger and more powerful, more relaxing, more intoxicating, and more stimulating pleasures each time you obey ME. I, unequivocally, tell you that any time you obey MY will, your will will be washed by a wonderfully witching wave of pleasure.”

I sit back and relax and slowly, sensuously, seductively, and sinisterly stretch out MY shapely stems. I gaze upon him with Gargantuan greediness and great gratification. I watch him falling and falling and falling deeper and ever deeper and ever deeper still under MY control, under MY powers, under MY spells, and under MY sway. I laugh at him. I tease him. I torment him. I will not take the memories of any of these events from his mind. It does not matter that he knows what I am doing to him. I know and he knows that he is MINE, all MINE. MY beautiful, bewitching body; MY haughty, heady heart; MY mesmerizing, multifaceted mind; and MY sympathetic, she-devil soul in these I tingle with rapturous rapture, rapturous ecstasy, ecstatic rapture, and ecstatic ecstasy.

In the future I shall play with him at MY leisure. I shall now reveal to him the course of his life from this point onward. “I will you to absolutely remember every word I shall say unto you. I tell you each time you see ME, or any part of ME, you shall quickly and easily fall more deeply under the sophisticated spells of MY hypnotic hypnosis than you have ever been. I declare unto thee any time you hear the seductive sound of MY soothing voice, or any sound I shall make, you will be more in love with ME, feel more lust for ME, and become more powerless against ME than you ever were. I command that every time you see any other woman, or hear another woman’s voice, you shall remember you are absolutely, irrevocably, and everlastingly MY pet, MY puppet, and MY possession. I reveal to you that every word I say is the complete and total truth. I order you to recall, in exact detail, everything I do to you and every word I speak to you. I command you to remember these three things above all else: First, MY thoughts are your thoughts; Second, MY instructions are your instructions; Third, MY will is stronger than your will has ever been or shall ever be!”

My musings are overshadowed by this question, “What is happening to me?” My thoughts whirl, swirl, twist, and twirl upon themselves in a mystifying mass of complicated confusion. My eyes see only HER. My ears only hear HER voice. My body, heart, mind, and soul are consummated and consumed by HER alone. My self that knows beyond knowledge knows what has occurred and shall hereafter transpire. My life is in the lovely, sexy, and feminine hands of ONE SUPERIOR WOMEN. My desire is to love HER. My yearning is to lust for HER. My need is to please HER. My will is to obey HER in all ways, at all times, and in all places. My — is HER.

I know not how I arrived here. I know not how long I shall remain in this location, time period, dimension, or universe. I know one thing with absolute certainty. I am GODDESS MISTRESS MARQUESA. I know all I shall ever need to know.

The End.