The passengers lined up at the gangplank gawked, the anticipation of boarding a luxury cruise ship momentarily forgotten in the shock of an uncanny spectacle. The sight of a grown man, on his knees, bawling like a toddler, was titillating and disorienting all at once. Almost as unnerving as the man\u2019s hysterics was the blithe indifference of the woman he had accosted.<\/p>\n
She had drawn attention even before the man had jumped from behind a pile of luggage and thrown himself at her feet. Her brightly printed sun-dress was made of a gossamer material that flowed around her body in the sea breeze, accentuating her tantalizing curves. The short length of her dress exposed magnificent legs sheathed in sheer translucent silk, and her black patent-leather stiletto heels accentuated the shapeliness of her calves and ankles. Glistening blond curls cascaded around elegant shoulders, dark sunglasses lent a mystique to her classically beautiful features. Even before the ruckus had begun the woman had caused a minor stir, as husbands ogled her surreptitiously and wives muttered jealous disapproval. When her turn came and she was about to board the gangplank, an older, balding, heavy-set man had suddenly appeared, falling to the ground on both knees as if to stop her from boarding the boat.<\/p>\n
\u201cGoddess Marquesa, please!\u201d the man cried, his voice a hoarse croak of desperation and torment. \u201cI can\u2019t stop thinking about You! What will I do if I can\u2019t tell You how much I worship You for a week!? I\u2019ll go mad!\u201d<\/p>\n
Goddess Marquesa showed no surprise at this outburst. Bending slightly at the knees, she calmly set down the small tote bag she carried in her right hand. Straightening again, she brought her freed hand, open-palmed, across the face of the kneeling man with a resounding \u201cthwack!\u201d that could be heard the length of the dock. Everyone, including the man, went stone silent.<\/p>\n
\u201cFantasize about that while I am away,\u201d the Goddess commanded into the echoing silence.<\/p>\n
The man knelt stunned for several moments, a bright red welt rising on his cheek. Finally, he spoke. \u201cYes, Goddess! I will\u2026I…\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThank me,\u201d Goddess Marquesa interrupted, extending her foot and pointing imperatively.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, Goddess! Thank you, Goddess!\u201d The man pitched forward and kissed the offered foot greedily, almost driving his face into the pier in his eagerness to be obsequious.<\/p>\n
Goddess Marquesa stepped onto the gangplank without another glance at the man groveling at her feet.<\/p>\n
\u201cWait, Miss!\u201d a voice from behind called. Turning, she saw a ruggedly handsome man holding the tote bag that she had set down on the pier. He was of a medium build, with close-cropped hair and a military bearing. A canvas duffle was draped over his right shoulder. \u201cWe wouldn\u2019t want you to forget this!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThank you,\u201d Goddess Marquesa replied. The glint in the man\u2019s eyes told her that he was intrigued. She knew this would be the response of many of the men that had just witnessed the scene at the gangplank. Seeing her effect on others generally pushed men from attraction into temptation, it was a curious but, in the Goddess\u2019s experience, infallibly reliable response of the male psyche to her natural dominance. Smiling noncommittally, she accepted the bag and continued up the gangplank. As she made her way, she saw someone looking down at her from the top deck through a pair of binoculars. From his uniform, she surmised that he was the captain of the ship. Goddess Marquesa smiled to herself, thinking, \u201cThanks to that slave, whoever he was, I already have a lot of fish on the hook.\u201d<\/p>\n
Unsurprisingly, the Goddess had only been in her cabin for a few minutes when a knock came. \u201cThe captain would like you to dine at his table,\u201d the polite young cruise-ship officer at the door declared, extending a monogrammed envelope containing a formal invitation. \u201cI\u2019d be delighted,\u201d she replied. Goddess Marquesa had initially been unenthusiastic when one of her wealthier slaves had gifted her with this cruise, but perhaps it would be diverting after all.<\/p>\n
Two hours later, after the ship had left port and was on its way to sea, heads turned to stare as the Goddess approached the Captain\u2019s Table in the ship\u2019s Grand Ballroom. Her short black dress hugged the contours of her form sinuously, and the languid roll of her hips set the lines of her body into thrilling motion. Standing to offer her a chair, the captain\u2019s face telegraphed his excitement that his binoculars had not lied.<\/p>\n
\u201cThank you all for joining me,\u201d the captain announced to the table at large, once Goddess Marquesa was seated. Resuming his own seat, he asked, \u201cWhy don\u2019t we introduce ourselves? I\u2019ll begin. I am Captain Stubing, the commander of this ship.\u201d<\/p>\n
An embarrassed pause followed this announcement. \u201cIsn\u2019t that the name of the captain of that classic romantic\/comedy t.v. series \u2018Love Boat?\u2019\u201d Goddess Marquesa asked, breaking the silence.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes,\u201d the captain replied, smiling good-naturedly. \u201cI loved that show as a kid. I don\u2019t think I knew I\u2019d be a cruise ship captain back then, but it kind of makes sense, huh?\u201d<\/p>\n
The Goddess returned the captain\u2019s smile warmly, always glad to encounter an influential man with an uncomplicated mind. Goddess Marquesa introduced herself, and then the other guests around the table followed. There was a retired couple on vacation from Illinois, a business executive and his wife from LA, two twin sisters just graduated from college who had been sent on the cruise as a gift from their parents, and then the handsome man who had handed the Goddess her tote bag at the gangplank. He gazed meaningfully at Goddess Marquesa as he told everyone that his name was Aldo.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo,\u201d the captain said, turning to Goddess Marquesa, \u201cwho was that man at the gangplank? Your husband? Boyfriend?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, I\u2019m single,\u201d the Goddess replied.<\/p>\n
\u201cI see,\u201d noted the captain, obviously pleased at the news. \u201cWho was he, then?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not sure.\u201d<\/p>\n
This drew curious looks around the table.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou see,\u201d continued Goddess Marquesa, \u201cI interact with many men over the phone as part of my work.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re a kind of therapist, then?\u201d asked the captain.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou could say that,\u201d offered the Goddess. \u201cMany of the men I talk with develop very powerful feelings for me. It is a professional hazard.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell,\u201d said the captain unctuously, flashing a toothy smile, \u201cI would say it is a risk you experience with any man you might encounter.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re sweet,\u201d the Goddess replied, turning to grin suggestively at Aldo. He did not seem fazed, but returned her glance with steady warmth. \u201cTell me,\u201d Goddess Marquesa said, changing the subject, \u201cWhat is that interesting piece of technology you keep fiddling with, captain?\u201d<\/p>\n
The captain picked up the object in question, a rectangular screened device slightly larger than a smart phone, which had been laid on the table by his right hand. \u201cThis is the key to the ship, so to speak,\u201d he declared. \u201cFrom this portable device I can control all the ships systems, from the speed of the engines down to the temperature of the hot tub in the spa.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWill wonders never cease?\u201d Goddess Marquesa observed drily.<\/p>\n
At this the waiters arrived with the first course of the meal, and polite chatter broke out around the table. The captain described their route to them as dinner was served. The ship was headed down the coast of Mexico, toward Acapulco. As course followed course, the conversation around the table was of beaches and historic Spanish churches. The food was excellent, though neither Aldo nor the captain savored much of the meal. Both men were too preoccupied devouring Goddess Marquesa with their eyes.<\/p>\n
As the dinner plates were being cleared, the Goddess pushed back from the table. \u201cExcuse me,\u201d she announced, \u201cI must use the powder room.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHurry back,\u201d the captain said with his best attempt at a dashing grin, as he and the rest of the men at the table rose.<\/p>\n
Emerging from the restroom, Goddess Marquesa was surprised to see Aldo, walking away from her down the corridor that led off of the Grand Ballroom, toward the interior of the ship. On first seeing him she thought that he might have come looking to flirt with her, away from the captain. She was about to call out to him when it became clear that flirting was not his purpose. He was walking much too determinedly, he clearly knew where he was going. Curious, Goddess Marquesa withdrew into the shadow of the restroom vestibule where she could observe Aldo unseen. He made his way down to the end of the dark corridor, where there was a door marked \u201cCrew Only.\u201d Checking about to see that the coast was clear, Aldo walked through the door.<\/p>\n
An ordinary woman would most likely have minded her own business. Goddess Marquesa crept quietly down the corridor and followed Aldo through the door. It led her into a storage area behind the ship\u2019s kitchens. Since dinner was in full swing, the area was unlit. But Goddess Marquesa could hear voices a few yards off, on the other side of a large bank of refrigerators. She tiptoed closer to listen.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid the weapons make it aboard?\u201d Aldo asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes,\u201d a man\u2019s voice answered, \u201cThe guns and ammo were all in crates marked \u2018prime beef.\u2019 The tear gas canisters, grenades, and explosives were all in potato sacks. I\u2019ve had the wait staff who are in on the plan bringing equipment out to the other members of the team, piece-by-piece, during dinner service. By now everyone should be packing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere\u2019s mine?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHere,\u201d the voice replied. Goddess Marquesa heard the working of a metal bolt. \u201cIt\u2019s loaded, a Glock 9mm with an extended magazine. You can fire ten rounds before you need to change clips.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe Senator\u2019s daughters are seated at my table,\u201d Aldo declared. \u201cAt 8 PM sharp we spring the takeover of the ship. I\u2019ll see to taking the daughters into custody and securing them in the \u2018locker room.\u2019 My squad will hold the other passengers in the ballroom. Your men have to sweep the rest of the ship for any strays.\u201d<\/p>\n
At that moment Goddess Marquesa\u2019s cell phone began to ring. The voices stopped. Footsteps hurriedly approached from the other side of the bank of refrigerators. Aldo appeared, followed by a short, older man dressed in chef\u2019s whites.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho the fuck is this?\u201d the older man exclaimed.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis is Goddess Marquesa,\u201d Aldo answered. \u201cShe and I have been getting acquainted since the voyage started.\u201d<\/p>\n
Goddess Marquesa had managed to open her phone, but the speed of the men hadn\u2019t given her time to speak. Aldo held out his hand, palm up. When the Goddess surrendered the phone, he held it to his ear.<\/p>\n
\u201cGoddess Marquesa, I need to hear your voice!\u201d a man on the other end declared, loudly enough to be heard by both bystanders. \u201cI\u2019m going mad at the thought that you will be gone for more than a week!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGoddess Marquesa can\u2019t talk right now,\u201d Aldo said, \u201cshe will call you back later.\u201d Hanging up the phone, he put it into his own pocket. \u201cWas that our friend from the dock?\u201d he asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cIf he has my personal cell phone number, almost certainly not,\u201d Goddess Marquesa replied.<\/p>\n
Aldo laughed wryly. \u201cTwo men driven mad with longing. And that is no doubt the tip of the iceberg- as dangerous as it is to say so on a cruise ship. You really are a bewitching woman. But you should have stuck to enchantments and avoided detective work. Now we have a problem.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe should kill her!\u201d Aldo\u2019s companion hissed.<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t be ridiculous. We\u2019re not murderers.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen let me tie and gag her. I can keep her in one of the pantry lockers until the ship is secure.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThere is no need for that. She is seated at my table. I will keep an eye on her until the plan is sprung. Goddess Marquesa knows I have a gun, she is smart enough to have no doubts that I will use it if she causes trouble.\u201d<\/p>\n
The man in chef\u2019s whites grunted disapproval, but relented. \u201cYou\u2019re in charge,\u201d he said. \u201cI just hope you know what you\u2019re doing.\u201d With that, he skulked off to await the start of the plan.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019ve made a mistake,\u201d Goddess Marquesa said, smiling at Aldo. \u201cYou should have listened to your friend.\u201d<\/p>\n
Aldo raised his eyebrow in surprise. \u201cYou would rather I restrained you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course not,\u201d the Goddess replied. \u201cI was making an observation, not expressing a wish. You are an attractive man, Aldo\u2026\u201d He smiled at this statement, and made to say something, but Goddess Marquesa continued forcefully, cutting him off, \u201c\u2026and I might have enjoyed watching you compete with the captain to become my pet, but I can\u2019t let you kidnap those young women at our table.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd you are going to stop me?\u201d Aldo asked incredulously.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes I am,\u201d replied the Goddess coolly.<\/p>\n
Aldo laughed. \u201cOh please, \u2018Goddess<\/em>,\u2019\u201d he barked sarcastically. \u201cThe captain was gullible enough to picture you as a therapist, but I\u2019m not such a fool. The pleading men\u2026the phone calls. You\u2019re a sex worker, not a superhero.\u201d<\/p>\n Godddess Marquesa betrayed no reaction to these words. She stepped forward into Aldo\u2019s space, so that her breasts touched the front of his shirt and her thigh rested in the hollow of his crotch. Her fragrance enveloped him, and the moist warmth of her breath caressed his face as she spoke:<\/p>\n \u201cThis is all too easy,\u201d she began, her lips inches from his, \u201cyour desire for me has already thrown off your judgment. You told your friend that you could keep an eye on me, but what you were really saying was that you can\u2019t take your eyes off of me. That is why you can\u2019t let me be put away in a storage pantry.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s not\u2026\u201d Aldo began to protest.<\/p>\n \u201cThat is exactly what you meant,\u201d the Goddess interrupted, retaining command of the moment. \u201cYou\u2019ve underestimated me. Sex worker or not, I am a kind of superhero. You\u2019ve seen what I can do. You don\u2019t think I can bring you as low as those other men, but it\u2019s already begun. I\u2019m smarter than you, I have strength you can\u2019t guess at.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI have a whole team of men, and guns,\u201d Aldo retorted.<\/p>\n \u201cIn the end that won\u2019t matter,\u201d Goddess Marquesa continued, \u201cbecause I will have one crucial ally.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWho?\u201d Aldo asked.<\/p>\n \u201cYou,\u201d declared the Goddess. \u201cYou will want to be defeated, to be conquered by me. You want it already. It is what men who fall under my spell always yearn for most, deep down inside. \u00a0Even if you could escape my mind and my strength, you won\u2019t be able to escape your own desire.\u201d<\/p>\n Goddess Marquesa stopped speaking and let the silence hang between them, her lips hovering an inch from his. For a moment Aldo trembled, as if he was fighting the urge to kiss her. Then he shook himself.<\/p>\n \u201cLet\u2019s go back to the table before we\u2019re missed,\u201d he declared. \u201cThe plan jumps off in less than an hour. Until then, don\u2019t test me. If you make a wrong move, I will prove all of your theories wrong. Your allure may be very powerful, but it doesn\u2019t make you bullet-proof.\u201d<\/p>\n Goddess Marquesa smiled and backed away from Aldo. Together they walked back into the Grand Ballroom, where dessert and coffee were being served. \u201cWhere were you two?\u201d asked the captain as they resumed their seats. \u201cWe missed you!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cJust finding our sea legs,\u201d Goddess Marquesa said, showing no sign of anxiety, \u201cwe made it back in time for dessert, didn\u2019t we?\u201d<\/p>\n As the waiters poured coffee, Goddess Marquesa turned to the captain coquettishly.<\/p>\n \u201cShow me this device of yours, captain,\u201d she cooed, pointing to the control tablet still laying on the table. \u201cHow does it work?\u201d<\/p>\n The captain picked up the device and tapped in an access code, then he turned to show the screen to Goddess Marquesa. \u201cSee here,\u201d he said, pointing, \u201cthese icons all control different aspects of the ship\u2019s systems.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat would happen if I touched this?\u201d the Goddess asked, indicating one of the large icons on the screen.<\/p>\n \u201cOh, don\u2019t do that!\u201d the captain warned, laughing. \u201cThat would cut the power to all the lights.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo!\u201d shouted Aldo, realization dawning a moment too late.<\/p>\n Goddess Marquesa tapped the touchscreen, plunging the ballroom and the rest of the ship into darkness. A shot rang out, and a muzzle flash illuminated the table momentarily. Screams erupted all around.<\/p>\n \u201cNo one move!\u201d Aldo screamed. A hushed silence followed as the collected passengers sat in the dark, wondering what had just transpired. After a few seconds emergency lights illuminated the ballroom. Aldo and his confederates, a dozen men dispersed throughout the room, were all standing, pistols in hand.<\/p>\n \u201cEveryone remain seated!\u201d Aldo commanded the frightened passengers. \u201cCrew members down on the floor!\u201d he continued, pointing at the officers and wait staff standing at various points in the large hall. Turning to his men, he barked, \u201cCover the exits!\u201d At this, four members of Aldo\u2019s team dispersed, each to one of the large doors leading into the ballroom, where they took up positions so as to block anyone\u2019s escape. One of the doors, the one leading off to the stern portside, however, was swinging on its hinges.<\/p>\n \u201cWhere is Goddess Marquesa?\u201d Aldo shouted, directing the question to the captain, who was now sitting next to an empty chair.<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know,\u201d the captain replied, cringing. \u201cShe disappeared, and took the ship\u2019s key with her.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDammit!\u201d exclaimed Aldo. Pulling an earpiece from his jacket pocket, he fixed it in his right ear. Next he drew forth a small walkie-talkie. Turning a dial to select a frequency, he pressed the \u201csend\u201d button and spoke into the transmitter, \u201cMax, we have a problem. The woman has forced us to spring the plan early. She shut down the power and took off with the ship\u2019s key.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShit!\u201d a voice answered in Aldo\u2019s earpiece, \u201cI told you we should have killed her!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPat yourself on the back later. We have to get back that key. She headed out through the stern port door of the ballroom. Go find her. Meanwhile send your men to round up strays and bring them to the ballroom for safe-keeping. I\u2019m taking the girls to the \u2018locker room.\u2019\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAll right. But when I find that bitch, she\u2019s dead.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t care at this point. Just get the damn key.\u201d<\/p>\n Releasing the \u201ctransmit button,\u201d Aldo turned to the two young women sitting at his table. Pointing his gun, he said, \u201cYou young ladies will come with me. We will have to contact your father to arrange a ransom for you.\u201d Turning to the captain, he declared, \u201cAnd you will accompany us\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Max hurried down the port corridor of the ballroom deck, pistol in hand. She was probably headed toward the spa, where there were plenty of places to hide. Or perhaps she would make her way up one flight and out onto the poop deck, where she might try to duck into one of the covered lifeboats.<\/p>\n As he took inventory of the possible hiding spots ahead, he turned a corner to approach the spa\u2026.and received a jarring chop to the windpipe, sending him back into the wall of the corridor. Choking for air and struggling to regain his balance, he saw Goddess Marquesa emerge from around the bend he had been about to navigate, where she had been lying in ambush. Before he could raise his guard, her fist crashed like a piston into his solar plexus, sending him gasping to the carpet. From flat on his back he tried feebly to pull himself up and raise his weapon, but a stiletto-clad foot swept the pistol from his hand with unhurried ease.<\/p>\n As Max lay turtled, he heard Goddess Marquesa retrieve his weapon. Pistol in hand, she straddled his prone form and eased herself down until she was seated on his chest, pinning him helplessly to the floor. \u201cHow nice to see you again,\u201d she said, her voice buttery-smooth. \u201cI would like to have some information about your and Aldo\u2019s little plan.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cUp yours,\u201d Max wheezed, the effort of talking excruciatingly painful. \u201cI\u2019ll tell you nothing.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, you are wrong about that,\u201d the Goddess declared blithely. \u201cYou have none of Aldo\u2019s boyish charm, but\u2026\u201d She placed an exploratory hand on Max\u2019s crotch, where she found, as she expected, that his cock was hard, \u201c\u2026you feel my power as tangibly as he does. I want you to listen to my voice. You can\u2019t help but find it relaxing. Look into my eyes. That\u2019s right. You feel yourself becoming sleepy\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Aldo looked at his three prisoners. He had bound their hands and feet for good measure, but otherwise insured that they were comfortable. The captain\u2019s private office, where they were all ensconced, was well appointed with plush couches and easy chairs for relaxed lounging. Aldo knew from his research on the ship that this office was designed as a kind of \u201cpanic room\u201d in the event of an emergency, its steel door could not be entered without a key code known only to the captain himself. Since the captain was bound next to his two valuable hostages, there was no one on the ship, even among Aldo\u2019s own confederates, that could get to them.<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t worry ladies,\u201d Aldo said, fingering the console of the ship-to-shore radio he had just used to contact the US mainland. \u201cI\u2019m sure my demands will be swiftly conveyed to your father. He will no doubt consider $20 million a small price to pay for such lovely daughters. This should all be over soon.\u201d<\/p>\n As he finished these words, a thrillingly familiar voice poured silkily into his earpiece:<\/p>\n \u201cMes esclaves<\/em>. This is the Goddess Marquesa. You will listen to my voice. Listen and obey. You feel yourselves relaxing\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n Aldo sprang to his feet. Pressing the \u201ctransmit\u201d button on his handset, he shouted, \u201cNo, Marquesa! I was trained in psy-ops by the Special Forces; I recognize what you\u2019re trying to do. I don\u2019t know how you broke into our comm network, but I won\u2019t let you use it to hypnotize my team. I\u2019ve got the master transmitter, and I will shut down the network if I have to.\u201d<\/p>\n Aldo released the \u201ctransmit\u201d button and waited, listening. The voice in his earpiece fell silent. After a few moments, a different voice spoke up:<\/p>\n \u201cAldo, look out the rear porthole of the office.\u201d It was Max.<\/p>\n Aldo spoke into the transmitter again. \u201cWhat?\u201d he asked.<\/p>\n \u201cLook out the rear porthole of the office.\u201d<\/p>\n Aldo walked to where he had been directed and looked. Outside he saw that one of the outboard lifeboats had been partially lowered, so that it was suspended just outside the office porthole. Max was seated inside, holding his transmitter and wearing a life vest.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat are you doing, Max?\u201d Aldo asked into his transmitter.<\/p>\n \u201cI must obey Goddess Marquesa,\u201d Max answered. So saying, he leaned off of the gun whale of the lifeboat and plunged backwards into the ocean.<\/p>\n \u201cHoly shit!\u201d Aldo exclaimed in disbelief. Turning from the porthole, he froze in mid-action.<\/p>\n \u201cHello, Aldo,\u201d Goddess Marquesa said brightly, holding Max\u2019s pistol aimed at Aldo\u2019s heart.<\/p>\n \u201cHow did you get in here?\u201d Aldo asked, his voice strained with shock. \u201cOnly the captain has the code, and I have the captain.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe captain is a submissive man with an appetite for classic TV,\u201d Goddess Marquesa replied, \u201cit wasn\u2019t rocket science to figure out that his passcode was \u2018gingergrant\u2019. Now slowly take out your pistol, remove the clip, and throw it over here by me.\u201d<\/p>\n Aldo did as he was directed. When he was disarmed, he raised his hands in the air and walked slowly away from the porthole. \u201cI really did underestimate you, Goddess, but you have to tell me one thing.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t have to tell you anything,\u201d the Goddess answered, \u201cbut ask and I\u2019ll see how I feel.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell\u2026\u201d Aldo began, lowering his eyes. With blinding speed he sprang at Goddess Marquesa, seizing the pistol still clasped in her hands. A struggle ensued, each combatant straining to point the gun at his or her opponent.<\/p>\n Aldo leaned into the task with all his bulk, amazed at the resistance he encountered. The arc of their joined arms bent briefly toward Goddess Marquesa as Aldo exerted all of his strength, but slowly turned back in the opposite direction. The proximity to her, the fragrance of her perfume, the heat coming off her body, were all disorienting. Aldo felt his muscles begin to give way. He was forced to bend at the knees in order to keep the muzzle from aligning with his face. This gave Goddess Marquesa added leverage, and she seized the advantage of gravity to drive Aldo further down. He fell to his knees, and still the muzzle of the weapon advanced.<\/p>\n \u201cAre you doing this?\u201d he pleaded, staring into Goddess Marquesa\u2019s brilliant green eyes in amazement, \u201cor am I, subconsciously?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat is for me to know,\u201d the Goddess answered, \u201cand you to wonder about for the rest of your life.\u201d<\/p>\n Aldo strained every muscle, but watched, helpless, as the pistol closed in. It did not stop when it was pointed at his face, but advanced relentlessly, forcing its way past his lips and teeth until he held the muzzle of the gun in his mouth. He did not know why or how this had happened, but as he tasted the cold metal and stared into the piercing emerald eyes that bore down on him like those of an avenging angel, he knew he was beaten. This magnificent woman had beaten him.<\/p>\n As right as she had been, as good as it felt to be her captive, he did not want to go to prison. There was one thing left to do. He pressed his thumb over her right index finger and squeezed, working the trigger of the gun. He closed his eyes in anticipation, but was met with only a hollow \u201cclick\u201d as the hammer of the pistol connected with an empty chamber.<\/p>\n \u201cDid you think it would be that easy to escape me?\u201d asked Goddess Marquesa. She leaned in, withdrawing the pistol from Aldo\u2019s mouth and placing her own mouth over his. He savored her kiss for an exquisitely long minute, and then collapsed onto his rump, his legs splayed akimbo, his face a mask of blank surrender.<\/p>\n Goddess Marquesa picked up the master transmitter from where it lay on the floor next to Aldo, forgotten. Turning the dial to \u201cAll Frequencies\u201d she pressed the \u201ctransmit\u201d button and spoke, \u201cHello again, mes esclaves<\/em>. We were interrupted before, but this is Goddess Marquesa once again. Listen and obey. You can feel yourselves becoming very relaxed\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n The voice in Aldo\u2019s earpiece was the most beautiful sound he had ever encountered. A tear rolled down his cheek as he let go of all of his cares and plans and gave in to the pleasure of that voice. That voice\u2026.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cMmmmm\u2026that feels good pet. Don\u2019t stop,\u201d Goddess Marquesa purred.<\/p>\n \u201cI have been summoned to the bridge, Goddess,\u201d the captain protested, even as he obediently resumed his massaging of Goddess Marquesa\u2019s feet.<\/p>\n \u201cSend one of your underlings. I need you here.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, Goddess,\u201d the captain answered meekly.<\/p>\n Goddess Marquesa stretched luxuriously. The captain\u2019s cabin, which she had commandeered, was very spacious. The king-size bed with which it was equipped was much more comfortable than the small bed her guest cabin contained.<\/p>\n \u201cEnough massage,\u201d the Goddess declared after a few minutes. \u201cIt is time for the captain to go down on his ship.\u201d<\/p>\n After the captain had served her, the Goddess allowed him to sleep curled on the floor at the foot of the bed like a good puppy. With the lights out, as she basked in a post-climactic glow and felt the gentle rolling of the ship, she thought of Aldo. It would have been nice to keep him alongside the captain as a pair of matched slaves for this voyage. But he had earned his fate.<\/p>\n She thought of the scene at the docks as they dropped off Aldo and his accomplices in Puerto Vallarta. As the Federales led him away, he broke down, flinging himself at Goddess Marquesa\u2019s feet. \u201cGoddess Marquesa, please!\u201d he cried, \u201cWhat will I do if I can\u2019t tell You how much I worship You!? I\u2019ll go mad! Help me!\u201d<\/p>\n She slapped him across the face. He was dragged away before he could kiss her feet in thanks, but he would at least have that slap and one kiss to cling to in prison. Many men had survived on less.<\/p>\n \u201cIt was better than he deserved\u2026\u201d breathed Goddess Marquesa through a languid yawn, and drifted contentedly to sleep\u2026.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n The End<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" The passengers lined up at the gangplank gawked, the anticipation of boarding a luxury cruise ship momentarily forgotten in the shock of an uncanny spectacle. The sight of a grown man, on his knees, bawling like a toddler, was titillating and disorienting all at once. 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