{"id":2501,"date":"2014-03-28T03:33:52","date_gmt":"2014-03-28T03:33:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.hypno-erotica.com\/stories\/?p=2501"},"modified":"2014-03-28T03:33:52","modified_gmt":"2014-03-28T03:33:52","slug":"come-prey","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/hypno-erotica.com\/stories\/come-prey\/","title":{"rendered":"Come Prey"},"content":{"rendered":"
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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Brad recognized the woman sitting down the bar from him. He was impressed. She was even sexier in person than she appeared on the internet. He had caught her glancing at him a few times, and decided to make his move.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Brad gestured to the bartender. \u201cCome here,\u201d he summoned, pressing a twenty and a hand-written note into the bartender\u2019s hand. \u201cBuy the blond whatever she is drinking and give her this. Keep the change.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 The bartender carried out his errand, and in short order the woman rose and made her way down the bar. As she took the stool next to him, Brad was enveloped in a delicious fragrance. She put the opened note on the bar. \u201cCOME DRINK WITH ME,\u201d it read in ALL CAPS. \u201cAre you always so brusque?\u201d she asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cGoddess Marquesa, isn\u2019t it?\u201d asked Brad. The woman registered no surprise at being recognized. \u201cI’m Brad. I’ve seen your ads for ‘erotic hypnosis.’ Like you I\u2019m a dom,\u201d he continued, \u201cGiving orders comes naturally to me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cAnother dominant,\u201d replied Goddess Marquesa. \u201cWe\u2019re mismatched.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cNot necessarily,\u201d said Brad, grinning. \u201cIn my experience most \u2018dominant\u2019 women are just looking for the right man to come and take charge.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cYour range of experience is obviously very narrow. A woman\u2019s natural disposition is dominance, especially in sex and romance. Anything otherwise is the influence of a perverse and distorted society.\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cTell that to my ex-girlfriend, Cindy. She was so masochistic and yielding that I finally got bored. I won\u2019t bother with a woman that calls herself \u2018submissive\u2019 anymore. I need the thrill of breaking someone to my will.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019ve heard this kind of thing many times, Brad,\u201d said Goddess Marquesa. \u201cBut forgive me; I have had some experience of my own. I\u2019ve learned too much about men to take what you say seriously anymore.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Brad laughed. \u201cI think you are kidding yourself, \u2018Goddess.\u2019 I saw you looking at me from the other end of the bar. And you came over when I whistled. I obviously turn you on. Do you care to put your theories to the test?\u201d
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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Goddess Marquesa smiled. \u201cWhat do you propose?\u201d she asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cCome home with me. Give me an hour alone with you. By then I will have you whimpering and begging. It will be the greatest experience of your life.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cAnd if you haven\u2019t rocked my world in an hour, what then?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019ll drive you home and do whatever household chore you like.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Goddess Marquesa smiled. \u201cAll right, Brad. But I warn you\u2026you may not like what you learn about yourself.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Brad barked out a loud laugh. \u201cI\u2019ll take my chances.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Brad watched Goddess Marquesa survey his \u201cdungeon\u201d. He had escorted her down into his furnished basement playroom as soon as they arrived at his house, not wanting to waste any of his promised hour on preliminaries. <\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cYou enjoy inflicting pain,\u201d the Goddess observed, admiring his array of whips, paddles, and restraints.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cAlmost as much as my partners enjoy receiving it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cThis must be your favorite piece of equipment,\u201d Goddess Marquesa replied, running her fingers along the contours of a bent whipping frame equipped with ankle and wrist restraints. \u201cYou are a spanker, I can tell. You like working on a woman\u2019s ass.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cYes,\u201d agreed Brad.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 The Goddess turned to offer Brad a view of her rear.\u00a0 \u201cI have an especially nice ass, don\u2019t you think, Brad?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Brad nodded, excitement showing on his face.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Goddess Marquesa bent herself over the whipping frame and pulled up her dress to expose her garters and panties. \u201cYou can\u2019t help but imagine playfully paddling my pert posterior, can you Brad?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Brad smiled, \u201cNo\u2026no I can\u2019t.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cYou would love to fiercely flagellate my firm flesh; smack, slap, and swat my saucy stern…\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cYes!\u201d exclaimed Brad, his eyes bright. Through his pants the straining bulge of his erect cock was clearly visible. <\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cYour eyes are drawn more and more to my ass, just as you are drawn more and more to my voice. As you gaze longingly at my ass you feel yourself becoming relaxed\u2026your eyes are growing heavier\u2026you are getting so sleepy\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cOpen your eyes, Brad.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Brad did as he was told, and found himself bent over the whipping frame, shackled by the wrists and ankles. Goddess Marquesa had pulled a chair up in front of the frame and seated herself so that her chest was at his eye level.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cWhat happened? How did I get this way?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cYou asked me to lock you up, silly boy.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cWhat? No\u2026let me out. What time is it? How long have I been here?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cShh\u2026relax, Brad. We have more work to do. Now,\u201d the Goddess said, reaching up and pulling the collar of her dress down to partially expose her breasts, \u201clook at my bodacious breasts, my tempting tits\u2026\u201d she took her breasts in hand and began to massage them slowly, accentuating their voluptuous weight and tantalizing shape, \u201cwhat do they make you feel?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Brad twitched and grunted. He found it difficult to form a coherent thought. \u201cI want to\u2026.to slap them\u2026to pinch them\u2026.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cNo, puppet,\u201d chastised Goddess Marquesa, her tone that of talking to a naughty child, \u201cyou want to caress them. You want to fondle them gently. You want to kiss them, to suck them.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 While the Goddess spoke, Brad\u2019s eyes remained focused on her breasts. He trembled, as if caught in an internal struggle.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cShow me,\u201d breathed the Goddess, her voice satin-smooth, \u201cshow me how you want to suck my breasts\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 The muscles of Brad\u2019s face clenched, his jaw quivered. Finally something snapped; his features went slack and his eyes softened. His lips pursed, his tongue protruded, and his mouth made soft sucking motions, emitting small wet sounds like that of a baby.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cThat\u2019s a good boy,\u201d cooed Goddess Marquesa. \u201cVery good. Now, your eyelids are getting heavy again. So heavy\u2026.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cOne\u2026two\u2026three!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Brad emerged from sleep again, this time in his own living room, seated on his favorite plush green armchair across from his plasma flat screen.\u00a0 Goddess Marquesa was standing in front of him, her just-snapped fingers in his face. A clock on the side table next to him read 6:00 AM.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cOne more test to see if we\u2019re finished, Brad.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cWhat have you done to me?\u201d he asked, his voice edged with panic.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019ve cured you, silly boy, just as I warned you would happen. You had been badly warped by society, but I\u2019ve put you back the way Goddess intended. Now be still so I can perform the last test.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Goddess Marquesa turned so that her back was to him. \u201cLook at my ass, Brad. What does it make you feel?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Brad tried to look away, but his eyes were drawn to the Goddess\u2019s ass as if by a magnet. Before making a conscious decision to speak, he blurted out, \u201cI want it\u2026\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cWhat exactly do you want?\u201d she demanded.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 To spank it! <\/i>said a voice inside of Brad, but it was a faint, dissipating echo. <\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 He fought to remain silent. \u201cI want to kiss it,\u201d he said finally. <\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cGood\u2026excellent….You\u2019re not fit to touch me, of course. But still I would like to hear you beg to kiss my ass. Go ahead, Brad.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 No!<\/i> <\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Again a momentary echo in Brad\u2019s mind, disappearing into blackness before emerging from his throat. <\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Brad struggled once more. The humiliation of having to beg for and be refused what he would have disdained before\u2026it was unthinkable. His hands and feet were free, this magnificent woman was in easy striking distance, but somehow he could not bring himself to do what had come so naturally in the past.
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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 His muscles seized, his hands gripped the armrests of the chair so tightly that his knuckles went white. Goddess Marquesa\u2019s ass filled his vision, enflaming him with a desire so powerful that his cock actually ached from longing. He knew she would not allow him…she had told him so. The humiliation of impending rejection was excruciating, but he couldn’t stop himself…he had to beg…<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cP\u2026Please\u2026.G\u2026.G\u2026Goddess,\u201d he heard himself say. \u201cPlease let me kiss your ass.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cOn your knees, puppet.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Brad slid to his knees. \u201cPlease. Please, I beg you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cYou may not kiss my ass, Brad. You don\u2019t deserve it. But I will let you sniff my ass, like a dog. Do it now.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Again Brad was powerless to resist. He leaned forward so that his nose hovered an inch away from Goddess Marquesa\u2019s ass. He inhaled deeply, yearning to imbibe her scent. Through her skirt and panties he could only catch a whiff of her perfume, and found himself wishing he could burrow deeper to retrieve her natural fragrance. The thought made him whimper in frustration. <\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cVery nice,\u201d said the Goddess. \u201cStay, boy.\u201d She walked over to a telephone, leaving Brad on his knees. After dialing a number, she spoke into the receiver. \u201cHe\u2019s here\u2026.Yes\u2026I\u2019m almost done with his conditioning\u2026.All right, he\u2019ll be ready for you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Placing the receiver back in its cradle, Goddess Marquesa turned back to Brad. \u201cI have a confession, Brad,\u201d she said. \u201cOur meeting tonight was not an accident. I\u2019ve been working with Cindy, your \u2018ex\u2019 girlfriend, helping her to rediscover her natural dominance. I think she is foolish to forgive you, but she seems to be very fond of you, so I offered to reprogram you for her. She\u2019ll be here to claim you in a few minutes. There is just one more thing we have to do.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Goddess Marquesa picked up her purse from where it lay on Brad\u2019s coffee table. Opening it, she drew out a small framed picture. \u201cI want you to look at this for me, Brad. As you do you will listen to my voice, and feel relaxed\u2026so relaxed\u2026.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Brad came into the living room, wearing nothing but an apron. Cindy was stretched out in his favorite green armchair (her armchair, he corrected himself), watching an afternoon soap on the big plasma screen. \u201cI\u2019ve cleaned the toilet,\u201d he announced.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cGood boy,\u201d said Cindy without taking her eyes from the screen. \u201cIs dinner in the oven?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cYes, darling,\u201d he replied.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cAll right. You can take a break, then.\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Brad lingered for a moment, hesitant to speak now that he had been dismissed. <\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cWhat do<\/span> you want?\u201d asked Cindy, slightly annoyed. <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cI was hoping I could do it today\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cHow long has it been?\u201d Cindy asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cTwo weeks.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Cindy thought for a moment. \u201cAll right\u2026I suppose.\u201d Hitting \u201cpause\u201d on the remote, she rose from the chair. Flashing Brad a cool look of indulgent resignation, she led him downstairs. <\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Once they were in the dungeon, Cindy turned. \u201cGet into position,\u201d she said. Brad knelt down facing a small, locked cabinet hung on the wall opposite the stairwell. Once Brad was settled, Cindy reached down her shirt and produced a key hung on a chain around her neck. With this she unlocked the cabinet and opened the doors. Inside was the framed picture of Herself that Goddess Marquesa had first shown Brad.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Clasping his hands in front of his chest, Brad began. \u201cThank You, Goddess Marquesa, for showing me the error of my ways. Please, I pray, let me have the use of my own body, that I may please Cindy and find peace.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 As Brad said the words he felt the change come over him. His cock, which otherwise was always flaccid, became suddenly hard with the pent up desire of two week\u2019s abstinence. <\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cHmmm\u2026\u201d said Cindy, eying Brad\u2019s cock appreciatively. Lifting a horsewhip from its hook on one wall and testing its weight, she mused, \u201cNow that you have this erection, let\u2019s see what we can do with it\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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