{"id":2824,"date":"2015-10-19T02:41:10","date_gmt":"2015-10-19T02:41:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.hypno-erotica.com\/stories\/?p=2824"},"modified":"2015-10-19T02:41:10","modified_gmt":"2015-10-19T02:41:10","slug":"high-stake-trick-or-treat-or-a-sucker-every-minute-a-goddess-marquesa-halloween-escapade","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/hypno-erotica.com\/stories\/high-stake-trick-or-treat-or-a-sucker-every-minute-a-goddess-marquesa-halloween-escapade\/","title":{"rendered":"High Stake Trick-or-Treat or A Sucker Every Minute: A Goddess Marquesa Halloween Escapade"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"dita\"<\/a><\/p>\n

The heavy oaken door of the looming gothic mansion creaked open slowly, revealing a dimly lit foyer strewn with dust and cobwebs. \u201cYou are expected,\u201d rasped the ancient butler standing in the portal, his stony features icily unmoved by the sight of the beautiful woman standing before him. Green eyes flashed as she reciprocated her dry welcome with a dazzling smile. \u201cI\u2019m so glad,\u201d she replied, her voice lush with tones of poise and experience, \u201cI\u2019ve been so looking forward to meeting the Count.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWalk this way,\u201d the mummified servant intoned indifferently, as he turned and shuffled toward the interior of the hulking abode. The blond women followed confidently, the tap of her heels against stone floors mingling with the echo of the entrance slamming shut behind her. After travelling down winding, murky corridors for several minutes they entered an expansive dining hall. The vaulted ceilings of the room were so high that in the dim light its top was not visible. Hunting trophies and dark-toned oil paintings of long dead European nobility festooned the walls. In the center of the room, seated at a long mahogany table, was an elegantly dressed man who appeared to be in his late forties or early fifties. As the woman approach he rose and bowed, extending out his hand in search of hers. \u201cGoddess Marquesa,\u201d he said in an accent that suggested Eastern Europe, \u201chow delightful to finally meet you in the flesh!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThe pleasure is mine, Count,\u201d replied the Goddess, allowing her hand to be kissed by her host. The Count gestured to the place setting to his right, and Goddess Marquesa sat as he held her chair.<\/p>\n

Taking his own seat, the Count said, \u201cI am so glad that you could accept my invitation. I have been eager to express my thanks to you for helping me to find this residence here in California. Without you my move here from the Carpathian Mountains would have been very irksome indeed.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m happy to have been of assistance.\u201d<\/p>\n

As Goddess Marquesa spoke the ancient butler appeared at her elbow with a tray of small dumplings and began to place several of them onto the plate in front of her.<\/p>\n

\u201cAren\u2019t you eating?\u201d she asked<\/p>\n

\u201cI have special dietary needs,\u201d answered the Count, pointing to the glass filled with red liquid in front of him. \u201cTonight I may only partake of this special elixir. Please, eat! It gives me pleasure to watch my guests taste the food I can no longer enjoy. These are shlishkes<\/em>, a native delicacy of my homeland.\u201d<\/p>\n

Goddess Marquesa forked one of the dumplings and raised it slowly to her mouth. \u201cMmmm,\u201d she softly moaned, exaggerating the movements of her mouth and looking into her host\u2019s eyes. \u201cDelicious. I find good food and good company relaxing, don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes,\u201d replied the Count, staring intently into the lustrous green eyes of his guest.<\/p>\n

\u201cWatching me relaxes you,\u201d continued Goddess Marquesa, leaning in closer to give her host a fuller view of her face. \u201cYou find yourself focusing on my voice. As you watch me, and relax, you find yourself drawn more and more to me\u2026.my eyes\u2026.my breasts\u2026.my hands\u2026.my mouth\u2026the scent of my perfume\u2026More and more\u2026deeper and deeper\u2026.you can\u2019t take your eyes off of me\u2026.you can\u2019t resist my voice\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHa Ha Ha Ha Ha!\u201d The laugh emerged from the Count\u2019s throat, deep and sonorous. \u201cI know of your so-called \u2018powers,\u2019 \u2018Goddess\u2019 Marquesa. In me you have met your match. I have been mesmerizing weak mortals like you since before your namesake, the Marquis de Sade, was a whelp. It is you <\/em>who can not resist my <\/em>voice.\u201d<\/p>\n

Goddess Marquesa gasped. The fork dropped from her hand. She stiffened in her chair and her face assumed a blank expression.<\/p>\n

\u201cWho controls you?\u201d asked the Count.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou do, Master,\u201d replied Goddess Marquesa in a sleepy monotone.<\/p>\n

\u201cVery good, my sweet child,\u201d gloated the Count. \u201cI summoned you here as the spider does the fly. You are the only mortal here in my new land who knows of my whereabouts. I must thus feast on you to insure my privacy and security. It is a shame\u2026you are very beautiful. I would like to keep you as my slave, like my witless butler, Gregor, but the risks are too great. Still, I would like to taste the pleasure of your flesh once before I destroy you. Rise! To my bedchamber!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes, Master,\u201d intoned Goddess Marquesa. Stiffly she rose from her chair, and with the mechanical motions of a wind-up toy walked toward one of the exits to the dining hall as if impelled by another\u2019s will.<\/p>\n

Followed by her ghastly host, Goddess Marquesa walked dark corridors until she reached a black door. Pushing through this she came into a windowless room, empty except for a canopy bed.<\/p>\n

\u201cTo the bed!\u201d the Count ordered. Goddess Marquesa walked forward, her expression blank, until she stood beside the bed.<\/p>\n

\u201cStrip!\u201d As her host watched, leering greedily, Goddess Marquesa unzipped her dress and pulled it off. Placing it on the bed, she stood covered only in her lingerie.<\/p>\n

\u201cExquisite!\u201d enthused the Count, eyes traveling over the Goddess\u2019s legs and breasts. \u201cNow lie down and I shall have my way with you.\u201d<\/p>\n

As Goddess Marquesa lay down on the bed, the Count undressed until his pale body was naked. Then he strode over and looked down at his victim. Running his fingers up her thigh, a slight moan of yearning escaped his lips. \u201cOooh!\u201d he groaned. \u201cYou are so full of life and energy. It is a shame I can make love to you only this once. I have not been so stirred by a woman in centuries!\u201d<\/p>\n

The Count climbed onto the bed and took Goddess Marquesa into his arms. She accepted his embrace, and they entwined passionately, joined at the mouth and groin, undulating with a frenzied rhythm of desire. As his pleasure mounted the Count\u2019s eyes dilated and he rolled onto his back so that he could achieve a fuller appreciation of the Goddess\u2019s magnificent frame. Cupping her ample breasts in his preternaturally strong hands and feeling her weight bear down on his cock deliciously, he closed his eyes and moaned, \u201cOh dear God, that feels so good!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNot dear God\u2026dear Goddess,\u201d came a silken voice from above.<\/p>\n

The Count opened his eyes to see the Goddess\u2019s emerald orbs glaring down at him, a triumphant smile on her face.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat?\u201d he asked. \u201cHow can you be awake? I mesmerized you\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo, pet,\u201d answered Goddess Marquesa. \u201cIt was I who mesmerized you. I used your desire for me to infiltrate your mind. You have been in my power this whole time.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo!\u201d cried the Count. \u201cYou are very alluring, but only a mortal. I can rip you apart with my bare hands!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou could,\u201d chuckled Goddess Marquesa, wriggling her hips and sending a shudder of ecstasy through the creature pinned beneath her, \u201cbut you won\u2019t. You can\u2019t. The pleasure I give you makes you my puppet. Now lie still. This will please you almost as much as it pleases me.\u201d<\/p>\n

With this, Goddess Marquesa reached behind the pillow and picked up the wooden stake that she had concealed there as she removed her dress. Still immobilizing her gasping prey with the motion of her hips, she asked, \u201cAny last words?\u201d<\/p>\n

The Count\u2019s eyes went wide. He stared at his hands as if trying to will them to do something other than savor the feeling of the gorgeous breasts they held. His expression a mixture of terror and uncontrollable delight, he looked yieldingly into Goddess Marquesa\u2019s eyes and gasped, \u201cI\u2026.I\u2026I love you!\u201d<\/p>\n

Goddess Marquesa smiled. \u201cBless your heart,\u201d she said as she plunged the stake into the Count\u2019s chest. At that moment the Count exploded with pleasure, after which he simply exploded in a red geyser of fluid and tissue.<\/p>\n

\u201cS&%t.\u201d groused Goddess Marquesa in mild irritation. \u201cThese stains will never come out.\u201d<\/p>\n

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