Having systematically and thoroughly guided the body and mind formerly Larry’s firmly into Her Power, and under Her absolute Control — thereby making him completely Hers — Marquesa has unconsciously and unerringly brought Herself into a state of arousal as pronounced and uncontrolled as that of Her subject.  She loves to bring men into Her Power, under Her control, and so, by transforming Larry from free-roaming male into Her Personal Toy, as She has just done, She fulfilled once more the raison d’etre of Her existence;  this is why She lives and what She lives for.

Just as She suggested to Larry that his previously blah, empty existence will be not merely be supplanted but completely and permanently transformed by serving and pleasing Her, so can Her otherwise boring, humdrum life only be cured by luring and then snaring men inextricably in Her hypnotic web, and then, after She has accomplished this, by exercising Her considerable powers and imposing Her will over Her newly acquired conquests.  As to which of these distinct acts stimulate Her most we cannot say, but, together, their effect on Her is pronounced — and exceedingly and uncontrollably powerful — as much so as it is on Her subjects.  Breathing shallowly, Her body quivering with excitement and SEXXX!-ual Energy, and even, perhaps, responding to Her most recent suggestion, Marquesa spontaneously succumbs to Her own SEXXX!-ual Power and experiences a mild climax, a climax that comes over Her so suddenly She cannot restrain it.

Aware of what has transpired in Her body and mind and knowing why it occurred — and realizing that now it is still premature for anything of this sort — She carefully relaxes Herself, or, more accurately, She forces Herself to..Pause and Relax as She gathers Herself before proceeding onward.  But so aroused is our Goddess that doing so isn’t easy; the task requires all Her concentration and self-mastery.  Finally, after an intense internal struggle between heightened carnal arousal and sheer willpower, willpower wins out, enabling Her to settle down sufficiently to assess what to do next.  Taking a few deep, relaxing breaths, She begins to ponder where She might take or what She might do now to Her somnolent subject, who, at this point, having been fully made into Her property, has been so deep in trance that he was completely oblivious to Her recent climax.  Absentmindedly, Marquesa tests the depth of his trance by daintily grabbing the joint that connects the wrist to the hand, and, using Her thumb and middle finger like a pair of ice tongs, lifts the hand off the knee on which it rests.  As She lifts it, the hand, evincing no tension whatever, flops down flaccidly from the connecting wrist joint like a broken neck on a chicken, and when She releases it, it drops like a stone back to its former resting place on Her subject’s thigh, causing a broad smile to break out on Marquesa’s face.  Repeating this test with the other hand produces the exact same result.  Excellent!! She thinks, The muscles are..completely relaxed.  No trace of tension or muscular resistance…Yeeessss!!!...He’s out like a light!…Veeerrry Goood!!…OK, but what will I do to him?…Hmmmm??...As She ponders Her next act, Her mind returns to the sheer sensual joy She experienced a short time earlier through the services of Larry’s talented tongue.  Ahhh, Yeeesss!!  That felt..Gooood!…Ohhhh Sooooo Gooood!  I’d like to pay him back, to return the favor?  But what??   Then inspiration strikes Her.  Yeeesss!!  That might just do very well.  For a few seconds, a wicked, salacious smile comes over Her face, She reflexively licks Her parted lips in unrestrained delight, and Her emerald eyes glint in anticipation.  

That cruel smile on Her face broadens as She informs him in Her best *Hypnotease*, “NOOOWW, LARRRYY, IN SOME PARTS OF THE BODDY — IN CERTAIN *Veeerrry Spesshiall* PLACES…YOU WILL SOON..Feeeel *MYYY..Spesshiall Touch*…AND AFFTER YOU..Feeeel MYYY *Spessshiall Touch* IN THESE *Veeerrry Spesshiall*  PLACES..THESE PLACES WILL Bee-COME!..A-cyouut-lee Senn-sitive — Super-Senn-sitive — Hyyper-Senn-sitive — TO ALLL *MYYY Touch-inng* THAT WILL FOLLOW…That’s Right!!!”  As Marquesa voices these suggestions, Her wicked, salacious smile, broadens.  “…And WHEN THESE *Spesshiall* PLACES Feeeeel MYYY *Spesshiall Touch* THEY WILL Bee-COME!..Hyper Senn-sitive TO ALLLL *MYYY Touching* THAT WILL FOLLOW…Annd this just means that..the feeelinng of  *MYYY soffft-esst touch* will be MAGG-nified — MAGG-nified many times more than you have normally felt in those places up to..NOOWW…Yeeessss!!!…AND SO NOOOWWW..Jussst..Feeeeel *MYYY Touch*  — *MYYY Spesshiall Touch*..ON THE..COCK AND BALLS!!…[Marquesa now begins to run Her fingers gentlee over the cock and balls, over all exposed surface skin]…Yeeessss!!!…It Feeeels..Sooooo Gooood!!…Doesn’t it???…Yeeeessss!!!…Jusst Feeeeel..THE BODY..SUC-CUMB! TO MYYY Ohhh Sooooo Soooothinng *Spessshiall Touch*...Annd NOOOWW..Feeeeel..YOURSELF Ree-LAXXX!!..AS EYYE *Touch* — As EYYE WORK — ON THE COCK AND BALLS…That’s Right!!!…Jussst SUR-RENNN-DERR!! — SUR-RENNN-DERR!! — KOMPLEETELEE SUR-RENNN-DERR TO..*MYYY Sooothinng *Touch* as you..ALLOW  *MYYY Silllkeeee Smooooth..Soooothinng Voyyycce* TO..GENNNTLEE BRINNG YOU..DEEEPER ANND..DEEEPERR STILLLL..INNTO..*MYYY Powwerr* AND NOOWW Bee-COMING! MORE AND MORE..ACUTELY AWARE OF *MYYY *Touch* — MORE AND MORE SENN-SITIVE — ACUTELY SENN-SITIVE TO ..*MYYY Touch*…REE-SPOND!-ING NOOWWW MORE AND MORE TO..Feeeel-inng *MYYY  Touch* ON THE COCK AND BALLS…AND THE MORE AND MORE YOU..Feeeeel *MYYY Touch* THE DEEEPERR ANND DEEEPERR YOU..GO INTO..*MYYY POWWERR!!*…That’s Right!!!..Annd Feeeeeel-inng NOOWW — FOR THE FIRST TIME — FOR THE FIRST TIME EVVER — THE *Spesshiall Touch* OF AN EXTREEMM-lee STRONG POWWERR-FULL WOMAN…AND IT MAKES..You Feeeeeel Sooooo Gooood…Yeeesss!!!…MAKES YOU Feeeeel LIKE YOU’VE NEVER FELT BEFORE…AND SO..YOU WANNT MEEE!! — YOU WANNT MEEE!! — TO..GO ON FOREVER!!…Yeeessss!!!“

At this point, Larry is..Way Down *Deep* in trance…Deeep under Marquesa’s control…and Deeeeply  enmeshed in the Giddiest..Mosst Intoxxicating..Rappturre into which Marquesa led him, transporting him Sooooo Deeeep Doowwwn that he doesn’t care if he never goes back to the tawdry reality he left less than an hour ago by walking through Her front door.  But, both for Larry as well as his Goddess, the best is yet to come.  Quietly pushing away the ottoman, Marquesa grabs the pillow, places it between Larry’s parted legs, and kneels on it.  Leaning over Larry’s midriff, She wets her fingertips with Her tongue and wraps them around the hyper-sensitive cock — Her cock, now — and begins to run them slowly — sensuously — up and down the shaft.  In response, Larry cries out in sheer ecstasy.  It’s safe to say he has never experienced anything like this before.  Next, Marquesa runs the tips of Her fingers around the cap of the cock, then She delicately flicks them over the tip.  She follows this by running Her fingers up and down the shaft a few times, lightly pumping it with one hand, as She begins with the other to play with the balls, and then, She varies *Her Touch* by taking the cock and holding it bolt upright with one hand and then, deliberately, delicately She begins to flick the glans with a fingertip from the other hand, transporting him to a place never before visited.

Tactilely totally blissed-out, Larry has entered a state of Deepest Rapturous Ecstasy.  Indeed, that term barely does justice to the sheer intoxicating euphoria he now feels enveloping him.  Marquesa has truly guided him somewhere else, someplace Truly Spesshiall, having simultaneously taken him..down deep into *Her Powwerr* and yet upward to the highest sensual plane, a plane surmounted by a mere fortunate few.  But his guide, too, is somewhere else.  Having piggybacked onto Her subject’s trance, She now basks in the supreme pleasure of seeing and feeling — viscerally feeling — his body and mind respond to Her meticulously chosen cues and words, delivered in Her *Special Voyycce,* and to Her *Special Touch* — to Her overwhelming SEXXX!ual Powwerr.   By exercising these together, Marquesa has also brought Herself into, and fully feels, an intensely heightened awareness, a heightened reflection of the *Special Powwerr* She wields upon and exercises over Her subject — and by extension, over Herself — and Her smile, an evil sneer borne more from anticipation of what is to follow than of awareness of Her current state of body and mind, broadens with increasing excitement.  Yes, Marquesa is about to ratchet up that Power on Her subject, and, commensurately, to intensify even more that excitement and arousal in Herself.  And yes, this, the exercise of Her SEXXX!ual Powwerr, is for Her more than a mere potion or tonic; it constitutes the hard narcotic — Her intimate, private, idiomatic opiate — that raises Her into Her own Rapturous Ecstasy, heightening Her arousal and bringing on Her own special SEXXX!ual high, a high She shares with few others.   Lips pursed with malevolent cruelty, as She regards Larry in joyous, unrestrained and unkind eagerness, for She is about to introduce him to Her Dark Side.

Taking one more deep breath, Marquesa again runs Her tongue over Her fingertips to wet them before She slips them over the cap of the cock that was formerly Larry’s, and with the utmost delicacy, She begins to run them over the cap and the glans, Her *Special Touch* and *Her Voyycce,* combining together, irresistibly transporting Larry ever deeper into ecstasy — and into Her Power.  And as Her efforts take hold, She can sense, more than She can feel, slowly beginning to ooze forth, more pre-come on the cap.  She can also feel Her subject’s body respond, gradually at first, then more acutely, beginning to move with the slow, steady rhythm of a metronome and, then, under *Her Sure Touch*, with intensifying energy and increasing ecstasy, his metronomic movement gradually morphing into something resembling a writhing serpent. In his euphoria, Larry begins to cry out in total, unrestrained delight.  “Yeeesss!!!” She coaches him, “…Jussst Feeeel yourself GIVE WAY to..*MYYY Magical Touch*  and..ALLOW MEEE to..TAKE YOU..Deeeeperr Stilll into *MYYY Powwerr* and to..COME!!..WITH MEEE!!..higher..into a rare, Ree-MARRK-able Realm of Rappturre and Ecstassy — a realm you never DREEAMMed could exist… a Realm into which you..Noooww..Jussst..GIVE YOURSELLF AWAAYY TO MEEEE!! — KOMPLEETELEE ANND TOTALLEE…Annd..Noooww..with each sensation — with each *touch* — the cock and balls bee-COME!..increasingly senn-sitive — more annd more senn-sitive and they will Ree-SPONND!! evverr more A-CUTE-lee to MYYY Commands and Suggesstions…That’s Right!!!…Feeeelinng Nooowww..Each and EVVV-ry *Touch* — Feeeelinng..Each and EVVV-ry stroke..Feeeelinng Each and EVVV-ry..New SENN-sayy-tion — ALLLL taking you..Deeeper Stilll..Innto..*MYYY Powwerr*…Feeeelinng the boddy Ree-SPONND to..*MYYY Touch*…”  And so Marquesa guides Larry further down, and Her talented fingertips continue their ministrations, and he descends ever deeper into the power and under the thumb of His newly-discovered Goddess, and his ecstasy increases, becoming more and more intense — and as this cycle of sensuality continues, more pre-come oozes forth from the cock.

Now, thanks to Her long-standing fascination with human SEXXX!-ual response and Her lifelong expertise and mastery in harnessing the SEXXX!-ual drive of men to transform them into Her subjects, Marquesa discovered early on that pre-come is acidic, that it can irritate the skin covering the cap of the penis, an acutely sensitive area, densely overlaid with tactile receptors.  Fully aware that Her previous suggestions have rendered the cock hyper-sensitive, She expects the ecstasy Larry is now feeling to gradually yield, at first to discomfort, and then, to morph into out and out pain.  By doing so, the wily Marquesa has laid another trap for Her subject.  Delicately, deliberately, and slowly, using to tactile perfection Her soft, gentle, sensual touch, She continues to work the cock, and the sensations She imparts to Larry slowly begin to cross over from pleasure into discomfort.  Sensing this, the tempo of Her earlier deliberately slow ministrations begins to increase, imperceptibly at first, then with increasing frequency.  They remain soft and gentle as ever; She merely administers them faster and faster, the effect of which is the sensory overstimulation of the now hyper-sensitive cock:   By deliberately, clinically — masterfully — subjecting the cock to sensory overload — Marquesa inflicts much more stimulation than his sensory system can tolerate — the ecstasy felt by the cock becomes too intense to bear.  And so, predictably, Larry’s euphoria morphs, slowly and inevitably, into discomfort and, then, into outright pain.  It’s not that She inflicts the agony by using SEXXX!-ual or other torture devices — although She has happily done so before to other subjects; it’s just that as Larry’s ‘ecstasy’ rises ever higher, Marquesa mimics the Oriental martial arts that use the momentum of an antagonist (or, in this case, Her victim) against him, turning Her hyper-arousing *Magical Touch* into a most excruciatingly painful weapon which transforms his euphoria and exhilaration into anguish.  Through Her *Magical Touch*, Larry’s arousal has now taken on the momentum of a freight train running downhill, and so Marquesa’s torture is working to perfection.  Larry’s earlier cries of delight and ecstasy turn into screams of anguish as he is being run over by the freight train of his own euphoria.  His tortured cries, wails, and screams are music to Marquesa’s receptive ears.  Her left hand to moves to Her pussy, which She begins to stroke even as She continues to work Her subject’s cock with the other.  To Marquesa, this is Shangri-La;  to poor Larry, this has now turned into excruciating misery, his pain increasing so much that it has become almost intolerable.  Despite being in deepest trance, with his eyes shut tight, He continues to writhe, no longer in ecstasy, but in true agony.  “Please..Pleeaazzze..Stop this,“ he begs, almost in tears, not realizing his cries only serve to spur his tormenter onward. “PLEAAZZE STOP…Pleazzze..STOP NOOWW…Please Stop Now, Oh Please!!, Oh God! — Oh Goddess!!! — this HURRTS!!…AAAAAAHHH!!!”    He squeals like a stuck pig, then screams in sheer terror, his howls and screeches resounding in a joyous aria to the ears of his Goddess.  The earsplitting decibel level evocatively testifies that this “playroom” has finally reverted to the purpose for which Marquesa originally intended:  Her torture chamber.

In addition to emitting strident cries of terror, Marquesa’s subject is also predictably reacting to his pain with increasing violence; his movements now involve less writhing and more thrashing, thrashing around like a Brahma bull.  One particularly frenzied thrash almost knocks Her to the ground.  The writhing She loves; the thrashing has become too much.  Time to reign him in!  “EYYE am going to count to THREE!!!,”  She interjects,  “…and..When MYYY count reaches THREE!!!, you will no longer be able to move the arms and legs, and the torso will become Stiff annd Rigid — Stiff annd Rigid — as Stiff annd Rigid as a slab of Granite…That’s Right!!…As Stiff annd Rigid as a Slab of Granite….Annd NOOOW the Count is..ONE!…Legs becoming Stiffer!…Arms becoming Stiffer!…The Torso becoming Stiffer!, less limber…Annd NOOWW..TWO!!…The Count is..TWO!!…Annd becomming more Stiff — More Rigid — The arms now scarcely able to move — The legs scarcely able to move — The torso scarcely able to move…Yeeeessss!!!…Muscles tightening — growing Tighter! annd Tighter!! — Becoming Stiff! — Joints and Sinews Locking…Annd now the Count is..THREE!!!…THREE!!!…Three!!!…The arms…the legs…the torso..ALLLL Stiff! annd Rigid!…as Stiff! annd Rigid! as a Slab of Granite…Feeeelinnng Soooooo Stifffff…Soooooo Rigiddd..They cannot move — The boddy cannot move…You can Trryyyy to move the boddy — you can Trryyy to Move…but you cannot…because the harder you Trryyyy to move the body the more stifff — the more rigid it becomes…NOOOWWW TRRYYY to move — TRRYYY to move the boddy…but you cannot — TRYYY to move but…You cannot even budge it…IT WILL NOT EVENN BUDGE!!!”  Marquesa can feel the body beneath Her literally trembling with effort as Her subject tries — without success — to move flesh that a few minutes ago was his, only to discover that it no longer responds to his wishes.  Marquesa goes on, “Because, Little Boy,You can *OWNLY* MOVE..*WHEN**EYYYE**ALLOW*YOU*…Yeeessss!!!…You are NOOWW Komm-PLEETE-lee under..*MYYY Powwerr* and YOU NOOWW KNOW THAT..EYYYE KONNTROLL YOU — EYYYE KONTROLL YOU..KOMM-PLEEETE-LEEE!!…That’s Right!!!”

“Little Boy,” She repeats, evoking his description of childhood fantasies, and continuing his quasi-age regression as She works the cock,  “YOU ARE NOOWW KOMM-PLEETE-LEEE IN *MYYY Powwerr* — KOMM-PLEETE-LEEE UNNDERR..MYYY KONTROLL…UNNDERR THE KONTROLL OF..THE STRONNG WOMAN OF YOUR DREAMS!!…Annd you are..Commpleetelee..Helpless.”  Marquesa’s reply is a purr, somehow silkee soft yet incredibly intense.  “Feeeeel NOOWWW annd..Knowww the pain of..Helplessness — Total and Kommpleete Helplessness, feeeling desss-perate..knowing..You can do *nothing* to stop it — or to stop MEEEE,” She continues in this vein, tormenting him, toying with the mind even as She coquettishly continues to tantalize — and inflict real pain on — the body.  “As you..GO BAACK NOOOWWW!! WITH THE MIND — BACCK NOOOOWWW!! TO THOSE *Spesshaill* CHILDHOOD FANNTASIES IN WHICH YOU STRUGGLED — STRUGGLED VALIANTLY AND Harrdd…” [She fondles and tweaks the Erect Cock as She say this, and delights in feeling the body beneath Her shudder and tremble in pain.] “…AGAINST A STRONNG WOMAN — AN OVERPOWERINGLY..STRONNG WOMANN…ANND YOU..LOOK INTO HER FACE ANND YOU..SEEEE HER FACE NOW SMILING THE SMILE OF VICTORY OVER YOU — OF TRIUMPH OVER YOU — AND..NOOOWWW..YOU.. OPEN THE EYES AND..SEE HER FACE BECOME MYYY FACE!!…[At these words, Larry’s eyes open, and as He looks at Her face, he gasps in unrestrained wonder and delight as the visage of Marquesa metamorphosizes — before his very eyes! — into that of his childhood dream lady.  This transformation — a phenomenon that only occurs in deepest trance — testifies as eloquently to Marquesa’s mesmeric skills as much as to the extraordinary power She has come to wield over Her newest Pet.  And yes, Marquesa’s visage is covered with an evil,  malevolent sneer that says, ‘EYYE OWN YOU…AND EYYE CAN DO ANYTHING TO YOU EYYE WISH, AND..YOU ARE POWERLESS TO STOP MEEE.‘]   “...Yeeesss!!!...HER FACE IS NOOWW..MYYY FACE — HER FACE IS ALLL-WAYS MYYY FACE — That’s Right!!  — SEE MYYY FACE — THE FACE OF THE..STRONG WOMAN YOU ALLLL-WAYS WANTED TO MEET AND NOOOWWW KNOW! — KNOWW!! — THROUGHOUT YOUR FORMER BODDY AND YOUR MINND — THROUGHOUT THE CONSCIOUS MINND AND ESPESSHIALLY..THROUGHOUT THE INNER MINND — NOOWW YOU NOW!!! — YOU *KNOW!!*THAT*EYYE*AMM*HER*ANND*SHE*IS..**MEEEE!!**…Yeeeesssss!!!..AND KNOW THAT..NOT ONLY IS SHE..STRONNGERR!! — FARR STRONNGERR!! — THAN YOU BUT ALSO KNOW!!! THAT..YOU ARE KOMPLEETELEE UNDER HER KONTROL — KOMMPLEETELEE IN HER POWEERR — AND THAT FOR THE MOMENT YOUR SITUATION IS..KOMPLEETELEE HOPELESS AND THAT..You Are..Kommpleeetelee Helplesss…That’s Right!!!”