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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 The doorbell rang. Goddess Marquesa sighed. Since injuring her foot, she had been largely housebound, and even common chores like answering the door posed a challenge. Whoever it was had better be on important business. With painful effort, she rose.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Standing on the front step the Goddess found an attractive brunette. The visitor was tall, late 30\u2019s or early 40\u2019s, wearing a prim pastel lavender skirt suit. Clasped tightly to her breast, bound in black leather with gilt lettering across the cover, was the Holy Bible<\/i>, held so that the title would be visible to whoever answered the door. <\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cHave you heard the Good News today?\u201d said the woman cheerily, her face lit by an implausibly wide smile. <\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 The Goddess laughed ruefully. \u201cI must be on a lucky streak,\u201d she noted sardonically.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 The stranger furrowed her brow in confusion at this remark, but looking at the cast on the Goddess\u2019s foot she caught its meaning. \u201cYou\u2019re hurt,\u201d she said with an exaggerated frown. \u201cI\u2019m so sorry. If you would allow me to talk to you briefly, I would be very happy to help you with any task you like.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 A perverse impulse seized the Goddess. Perhaps out of boredom, perhaps out of curiosity, she said, \u201cAll right\u2026come in.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Goddess Marquesa led the visitor into her living room and offered her a seat. \u201cCan I offer you anything?\u201d she asked halfheartedly, resigned to being hospitable. <\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cOh, no thank you,\u201d replied the brunette. Seating herself on the offered sofa, she waited for Goddess Marquesa.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Sitting on a divan opposite the visitor, the Goddess asked, \u201cWhat is your name?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019m Christine,\u201d she replied, \u201cMy husband and I are co-pastors of the Light of God Church just a few miles away.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cI see,\u201d noted Goddess Marquesa. \u201cAnd what are you offering me today, Christine?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cWhy, salvation of course,\u201d said Christine matter-of-factly.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 The Goddess laughed. \u201cThat sounds expensive.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Christine\u2019s face brightened at this offhand remark, an inadvertent but perfect prompt. \u201cOh, but that is the miraculous thing,\u201d she began, \u201cit is free. Absolutely free. In fact, no amount of money could buy it.\u00a0 It is ours just for the asking. Tell me, friend,\u201d continued Christine, warming to her theme, \u201cwhat is your name?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cGoddess Marquesa,\u201d came the reply.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Christine stopped short. The warm smile on her face vanished. \u201cGoddess?\u201d she asked, her tone one of dismay.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cYes,\u201d responded the Goddess coolly.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cIs that a joke?\u201d asked Christine, unable to keep a harsh edge from her voice.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cNot to those that worship me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cWorship?\u201d All of Christine\u2019s good humor had vanished. Her tone and expression broadcast an awareness that she had entered deep waters.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cYes. I\u2019m an erotic hypnotist, you see.\u201d As Goddess Marquesa gave this explanation, she crossed her magnificent legs toward Christine, and leaned back on the divan so that the full shape of her breasts were displayed to her guest. \u201cI sexually enslave men. Women too.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cWhy?\u201d asked Christine, her mind struggling to grasp what she had just heard.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cFor money. For my amusement.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 A pause ensued. Christine was stricken momentarily mute. Her mouth moved, but she could not find words to utter. Finally, she said, \u201cThat is awful\u2026Sinful\u2026The Bible says\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cI know what the Bible says,\u201d interrupted Goddess Marquesa. \u201cFrom what I can tell, I would be very much at home in its pages. Lilith\u2026.Eve\u2026.Delilah\u2026Bathsheba\u2026.Jezebel\u2026Salome\u2026\u201d As the Goddess intoned this list, she flexed her free leg so that her injured foot bobbed gently up and down. As she did so, Christine\u2019s eyes were drawn magnetically to the Goddess\u2019s cast, and followed Goddess Marquesa\u2019s foot in its rhythmic motion. \u201cAll women like me who made slaves of men\u2026There is one thing that the Bible and I agree upon. We women are powerful. Very powerful. It only takes a woman who is in touch with that power to harness it, to unleash it. Have you used your power on your husband, Christine? Is he your slave?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cNo\u2026\u201d replied Christine, her voice slurred, her eyes focused on the Goddess\u2019s gently bobbing leg. \u201cI\u2019m a good wife. The Bible says\u2026.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cThe Bible says that we come from dust, and to dust we shall return. We women wield all the power of Mother Earth. Our bodies are the source. The alpha and the omega. Nothing can resist our spell\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019m sorry,\u201d said Christine, shaking her head as if to clear it of cobwebs. \u201cI\u2019m suddenly feeling rather strange. Perhaps I should leave.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cYou don\u2019t want to leave.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cNo?\u201d The word was soft, pleading. Tinged with surrender.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cNo, Christine. I have used my power on you. You can feel it, can\u2019t you?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cYes\u2026\u201d Christine\u2019s voice was dreamy, detached.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cYou feel very relaxed. Very comfortable. All the tension is easing from your body and mind. You are totally focused on my voice. And my body. It is very beautiful, yes?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cYesss\u2026.\u201d Christine\u2019s eyelids were half-closed, but she continued to gaze transfixed at the Goddess\u2019s leg.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cYour eyes travel over my legs\u2026my hips\u2026my breasts\u2026my lips\u2026.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Christine\u2019s gaze moved in response to the Goddess\u2019s command.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cYour nipples are becoming erect. You feel a slickness between your legs. You can\u2019t resist, Christine. Looking at me excites you too much. You need to touch yourself. Do so now. Stroke yourself gently. Stroke yourself for me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Christine obeyed. She reached down between her thighs and rubbed with her right hand, staring hungrily at Goddess\u2019 Marquesa\u2019s body the whole while. After a few minutes she began to tremble, the muscles in her arms and legs went taught. Losing her balance, she fell from the sofa to the carpet, but her hand stayed firmly between her thighs and her gaze remained fixed on Goddess Marquesa. Her body convulsing uncontrollably, she wriggled toward the Goddess, straining to make contact with the object of her desire. Finally she succeeded in placing her lips against the Goddess\u2019s foot.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cAh\u2026..aah\u2026..Aaaaarggggh!!!\u201d A primal scream of satisfaction emerged from Christine\u2019s throat as she came at the Goddess\u2019s feet. Her back arched, her body bucked and rocked in ecstasy. Finally the tremors of passion subsided, and Christine lay contentedly still.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cVery good, pet,\u201d purred Goddess Marquesa. \u201cYou respond to my power very nicely. Now be a good girl and go walk my dog. You\u2019ll find his leash on a hook next to the door.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cYes, Goddess\u2026\u201d replied Christine, her tone a mixture of gratitude and pure delight\u2026.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n ***********************************<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n Some weeks later, the doorbell rang. Almost healed, the Goddess answered the door with little trouble. On the stoop she found Christine, looking very fetching in a black leather jacket and matching mini-skirt.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cDarling pet,\u201d said the Goddess brightly, \u201cHow nice to see you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cHow are you feeling?\u201d asked Christine.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cMuch better, my cast comes off tomorrow,\u201d replied Goddess Marquesa. Looking down, she asked, \u201cWho is this you\u2019ve brought with you?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Christine gestured toward the man accompanying her. Dressed in a dour blue suit, he would have looked every inch the conservative pastor, except that he was on his hands and knees. Around his neck was a collar, which was fastened to a leash held in Christine\u2019s right hand. \u201cThis is my husband,\u201d Christine explained. \u201cI\u2019ve conditioned him as you suggested. Enslaving him was just as easy as you said it would be.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cGood girl,\u201d said the Goddess approvingly.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cDon\u2019t be rude, Fred,\u201d said Christine, jerking the chain she held, \u201ckiss the Goddess\u2019s feet.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cYes, darling,\u201d replied the man on all fours, stooping to obey Christine\u2019s command.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 When Fred was done making his obeisance, the Goddess stepped aside to allow Christine to enter. Before accepting the Goddess\u2019s invitation, she reached down and unlatched the leash from her husband\u2019s collar. Throwing the leash down in front of the kneeling man, Christine stepped into the Goddess\u2019s abode.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cBe a good boy, Fred, and walk the Goddess\u2019s dog,\u201d ordered Christine. As she did so, she knelt down before Goddess Marquesa\u2019s irresistible legs, her eyes wide with yearning. \u201cTake your time. The Goddess and I have some spiritual matters to attend to\u2026.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 The doorbell rang. Goddess Marquesa sighed. Since injuring her foot, she had been largely housebound, and even common chores like answering the door posed a challenge. Whoever it was had better be on important business. 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