{"id":1057,"date":"2013-07-24T19:55:31","date_gmt":"2013-07-24T19:55:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.hypno-erotica.com\/stories\/?p=1057"},"modified":"2013-07-24T19:55:31","modified_gmt":"2013-07-24T19:55:31","slug":"marquesa-the-vampire-slayer","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/hypno-erotica.com\/stories\/marquesa-the-vampire-slayer\/","title":{"rendered":"Marquesa The Vampire Slayer"},"content":{"rendered":"<blockquote><p><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">They were certainly an unusual trio. The First &#8211; because She is always the First! \u2013 Was The Magnificent Mysterious Mesmerizing Mistress Marquesa de Sade, our Heroine, dressed in a long black, low cut, form fitting, curve-clinging dress. Her perfect face, matchless form and unusual grace turned heads as they walked into the Fetish Ball.<!--more--><\/span><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<blockquote>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">Accompanying Her was a 6\u2019 5&#8243;, 300 lb. Muscular man in a spangled red evening dress. Curtis \u2013 or &#8220;randi&#8221; as he preferred to be called when in drag \u2013 was a regular cross-dressing slave to the Goddess. As a former member of a west coast football franchise, he was afraid of nothing\u2026 except the Marquesa (when and if he displeased Her).<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">The third member of the party was Becky who had just recently moved into the Marquesa\u2019s neighborhood. An aspiring actress, Becky had noticed the parade of slaves serving the Mistress and had approached Her with questions about the S&amp;M lifestyle. Mistress Marquesa was convinced Becky was sincere in her interest so she was invited to join the Goddess and &#8220;randi&#8221; at the Fetish Ball. Becky was a sexy young blonde, much like so many of the young would-be actresses in L.A.<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">&#8220;Becky, I\u2019d like you to know that \u2018randi\u2019 here, in fact, will perform for the crowd tonight even though it will be humiliating to him and despite the fact he didn\u2019t know about it until this very minute. He is going to love every moment of his degradation. After all, if he\/she didn\u2019t truly take pleasure out of being used in this manner by me, he wouldn\u2019t have committed himself to me in the first place as My willing submissive and slutty plaything. Isn\u2019t that true, \u2018randi\u2019?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">Though he feared no man, randi\u2019s eyes did widen with fear \u2013 fear of humiliation and yet eager anticipation. &#8220;Please Goddess, m\u2026 m\u2026 must I?&#8221; he stammered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">&#8220;Don\u2019t be afraid, My pet, I\u2019ll help you overcome your fear. Just look into your Goddess\u2019 eyes and feel all the fear leave your body. you will perform for the crowd, you will do humiliating things, and you will love them because I have set you free. Repeat after Me: \u2019i belong to Mistress Marquesa\u2019.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">&#8220;i belong to Mistress Marquesa,&#8221; the feminized giant replied.<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">&#8220;\u2019And i will do anything my Goddess commands.\u2019&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">&#8220;i will do anything my Goddess commands,&#8221; &#8220;randi&#8221; replied obediently.<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">At that point Becky just let out a low whistle. She was amazed at the control that Marquesa had over the big hunk. Obviously in awe, she inquired: &#8220;Do You think I could ever have that kind of power over a male?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">A smile crossed Marquesa\u2019s lips as She responded. &#8220;We will talk about it after I put &#8220;randi&#8221; through his paces for the crowd. Why don\u2019t you sit down and enjoy the show until we can talk.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">Just at that moment a man \u2013 well build and around six feet tall \u2013 stepped up to the group and introduced himself. &#8220;Good evening,&#8221; he said in a strange accent, &#8220;I am Count Vladi. I must compliment you, my dear Marquesa, on your hypnotic skills, especially for one not endowed with, shall we say, extra-normal powers. May I sit with your friend to watch your demonstration?&#8221; He fixed his red eyes on Becky who quickly returned his gaze.<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">&#8220;Of course, you may sit with me, Count. We can both learn from my friend Marquesa.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">Becky took the Marquesa\u2019s purse, which was rather large, and contained a large amount of cash as well as a rare African wooden letter opener. Both were gifts from &#8220;randi&#8221;, freely given to the Mistress in return for Her giving him the invaluable gift of Her precious time.<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">As Becky and Count Vladi sat at the Marquesa\u2019s ringside table, the Mistress took to the stage with &#8220;randi&#8221; following several steps behind, just like the obedient slave he had become.<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">&#8220;Ladies and Gentlemen, and fellow fetishists, at the request of the organizers of the Ball, I have been asked to put on a little play,&#8221; the Goddess announced into the microphone.<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">As the lights dimmed She continued, &#8220;Remember, My slave has come to me and asked \u2013 no begged \u2013 that he be freed from his performance anxiety, both kinds! Of course, I will free him of such irrational fears.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">A laugh rose from the attentive, understanding crowd.<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">&#8220;Since he is, as you can see, a consenting adult, I have complied with his request.&#8221; She looked at &#8220;randi&#8221; as he gazed adoringly into Her hypnotic emerald-green eyes. &#8220;Whom do You serve, \u2018randi\u2019?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">&#8220;You Goddess Marquesa. i am Your perfect, helpless, obedient slave for as long as You allow me to be.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">&#8220;\u2019randi\u2019, I know you have always been afraid to perform before crowds, that is why you did not become a sports announcer after you retired from football. If your Mistress commanded, would you perform, without fear, for these people?&#8221; She asked as She gestured to the audience hidden by the glare of the spotlights.<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">&#8220;If that is Your desire, Mistress Marquesa,&#8221; he replied without hesitation.<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">Slow, sensuous music, much like a stripper would use, started up in the background and the hunky athlete started a striptease. First he kicked his high-heeled shoes aside, then dropped his dress. There he was, dancing in just a filmy bra and silken panties. His huge manhood pulsed under the thin fabric, almost as revealing as if he was naked and yet more erotic, as he danced, unafraid, seemingly with great confidence.<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">&#8220;It doesn\u2019t matter how I humiliate you, you will still love it, won\u2019t you \u2018randi\u2019?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">&#8220;If it is Your will, my Goddess,&#8221; he sang out.<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">The Goddess took a whip from a nearby table and skillfully lashed his panties so that they tore, falling to the stage. Now that his huge manhood was loose, it stood out completely in honor of his Goddess. The Goddess flicked the whip across the gigantic rod, which seemed to grow with each kiss of the leather.<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">&#8220;Now, jerk that thing off for the crowd \u2013 and for your Goddess \u2013 My pet!&#8221; She commanded.<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">Obediently, he wrapped his hands around his hard, hot manhood and stoked as he danced to the music, completely freed from his stage fright.<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">&#8220;Now, do \u2018it\u2019 for Me on the count of three, My pet,&#8221; She commanded.<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">&#8220;One!&#8221; the crowd chanted in unison with the Goddess.<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">&#8220;Two!&#8221; they shrieked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">&#8220;Three!&#8221; and as the yelled the football player climaxed all over the stage.<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">&#8220;Now, \u2018randi\u2019,&#8221; the Marquesa commanded, &#8220;Lick it up!&#8221; And to thunderous applause he fell to his knees and cleaned up the stage as the music slowed and finally stopped and the house lights came up.<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">The Goddess gestured the hunky ex-football player as he gathered his clothes and hastily put them on before they left the stage. Upon returning to their table they found it empty. Both Becky and Count Vladi were gone but there was a note next to the Marquesa\u2019s purse. She picked it up and read: &#8220;He is the vampire count. I feel my will dissolving and I will soon be in his power. He says he is taking me to the cemetery to transform me into a night creature. Marquesa, please help me!&#8221; It was signed &#8220;Becky.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">&#8220;Damn!&#8221; She shouted, &#8220;I should have known! The red eyes. Her immediately obeying his suggestions. He is a <i>real<\/i> vampire! It wasn\u2019t just a disguise for the party. &#8220;\u2019randi\u2019, we must find her. Get the car.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">Marquesa picked up Her purse and walked over to a pay phone where a quick glance through the phone book revealed the location of the cemetery. She walked out and joined &#8220;randi&#8221; in the SUV. he had exchanged his high-heels for a pair of steel-toed boots, which really looked weird, considering he still wore the red evening gown.<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">&#8220;Move over, I\u2019ll drive,&#8221; the Goddess snapped. She then skillfully raced toward the cemetery to save Her friend. As they pulled up to the iron gate the Goddess noticed a crypt just inside with its door standing open. She saw no other place where the vampire could hide so She led &#8220;randi&#8221; quietly toward the open door. As they entered She saw Becky \u2013 naked, in chains, spread-eagled to a St. Andrew\u2019s cross. Becky\u2019s gaze was fixed and vacant as Count Vladi stood nearby, facing her.<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">The Magnificent One immediately knew that Becky was under Vladi\u2019s supernatural hypnotic influence. He turned and faced Marquesa.<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">&#8220;I expected you would come to rescue your friend. That\u2019s why I ordered her to write you the note telling you where we were going,&#8221; he said in his deep, Eastern European accent. &#8220;I didn\u2019t really want <i>her,<\/i> the one I really wanted was <i>you!<\/i> But I knew you would put up a fight so I didn\u2019t try to abduct you at the ball, my dear Marquesa. I just entranced your friend Becky here, and made her write the note, knowing you would try to rescue her.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">&#8220;But aren\u2019t you a little like the dog who chased the car, Count? Now that you caught Me, what do you do with Me?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">He smiled a malevolent smile and answered, &#8220;I have waited for this moment ever since I first noticed you walking down the street. What will I do with the most beautiful and desirable woman alive? I\u2019ll have you \u2013 every way and any way possible. You will become one of the undead and serve me. That is what I will do with you!&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">He gestured with his long fingers and fixed his glowing red eyes on Hers. For the first time in Her life The Marquesa was afraid! Her lovely body was paralyzed by his magical gaze and She could not move or look away. Her powerful mind continued to function, however, Her thoughts racing \u2013 but still,<i> She could not move!<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">Slowly the Count walked toward Her, his red eyes ablaze, his sharp fangs dripping a strange green saliva. Just then a red dressed, booted body bolted by The Marquesa and laid a perfect cross body block on the Count, leveling him. But the vampire quickly recovered and lifted &#8220;randi&#8221; above his head and tossed him across the room where he collapsed, unconscious, against the wall.<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">Count Vladi walked to The Magnificent One. Vladi\u2019s hand reached out and tore Her dress, exposing Her gorgeous magnificent upper-body so he could sink his fangs into Her tender neck.<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\"><i>Suddenly he froze in place! <\/i>Minutes passed\u2026! The Marquesa reached into Her purse and removed the letter opener. She plunged it into Vladi\u2019s chest and he collapsed to the floor. As he lay there he aged centuries, finally crumbling into a flaming pile of coals.<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">He was dead\u2026 finally \u2013 he was truly dead!<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">As The Marquesa helped &#8220;randi&#8221; and Becky recover, both were full of questions. &#8220;How could You defeat such a super-natural being, Goddess?&#8221; &#8220;randi&#8221; inquired.<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">&#8220;Well, My pet, you helped much more than you realize. First, your well-timed tackle gave me some time to recover from his spell while his attention was diverted. Second the letter opener you gave Me was in My purse. It functioned as a wooden stake, with which I was able to finish him.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">Becky chimed in, &#8220;But I saw him freeze in place for what seemed like forever before You stabbed him.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">&#8220;Well, yes. In spite of his super-natural abilities he was \u2013 after all \u2013 just a male. When he tore My dress he exposed these!&#8221; The Marquesa said, lifting Her two perfect, sensuous breasts with Her hands. &#8220;Just like any male who experiences the privilege of staring at My glorious, unclothed breasts, he was frozen in awe. As he continued to look at them I was able to retrieve \u2018randi\u2019s\u2019 wooden letter opener and inflict the coup de grace. But, as W.C. Fields once said, \u2018death, where is thy sting?\u2019 he died happily staring at My luscious breasts. What better way for any male to go! As for now, let\u2019s clean up and get back to the ball\u2026 the night is young!&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">Immediately, &#8220;randi&#8221; and Becky complied with her suggestion, as both knew they always would.<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: large;\">After all, She was The Marquesa!<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>They were certainly an unusual trio. The First &#8211; because She is always the First! \u2013 Was The Magnificent Mysterious Mesmerizing Mistress Marquesa de Sade, our Heroine, dressed in a long black, low cut, form fitting, curve-clinging dress. 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