{"id":3167,"date":"2018-08-09T00:46:02","date_gmt":"2018-08-09T00:46:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/hypno-erotica.com\/stories\/?p=3167"},"modified":"2018-08-23T01:15:56","modified_gmt":"2018-08-23T01:15:56","slug":"goddess-anonymous","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/hypno-erotica.com\/stories\/goddess-anonymous\/","title":{"rendered":"Goddess Anonymous"},"content":{"rendered":"

The following story is<\/strong> a great satirical fantasy and I enjoyed reading it immensely but<\/b> I would never want any of My slaves to do anything that would lead to them being anything <\/span>other than successful in all walks of life.<\/u><\/b><\/em>\u00a0 With that said… enjoy!<\/b><\/p>\n

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\u201cMy name is John, and I\u2019ve worshiped Goddess Marquesa for twelve years,\u201d said the man at the podium.<\/p>\n

\u201cHi John,\u201d said the twelve men and three women seated in folding chairs arrayed facing the podium.<\/p>\n

\u201cI see some new faces tonight,\u201d John observed, assuming an official air. \u201cWelcome all. We were one of the first chapters of Goddess Anonymous here in the state. As you regular members know, the organization now has chapters in all fifty states and 35 countries overseas, and continues to grow. Our administrative costs are paid for by voluntary contributions, so if you can spare a dollar or two and would like to donate, we\u2019ll pass the hat at the end of the meeting. Right now I would like to give the podium to a new member. When I step down please don\u2019t be shy. If this is your first meeting come on up and share.\u201d<\/p>\n

John sat down, and a young man who looked to be about college age stepped hesitantly up to the podium.<\/p>\n

\u201cHi everybody,\u201d he said tentatively into the microphone. \u201cMy name is Alex, and I\u2019ve worshiped Goddess Marquesa for six months.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHi Alex,\u201d the group intoned.<\/p>\n

\u201cI first saw some of her videos on YouTube. That led me to her website, where I began to purchase her recorded hypnosis sessions.\u201d<\/p>\n

Alex paused. He cleared his throat, seeming to have difficulty maintaining his composure.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s all right,\u201d John encouraged from the chair he had assumed after stepping down from the podium, \u201cWe\u2019re here to listen. Anything you have to say is OK.\u201d Nods and murmurs of agreement echoed John around the room.<\/p>\n

\u201cWell\u2026,\u201d Alex continued, his eyes filling with tears, \u201cnow Goddess Marquesa is all I can think about. I do one of her trances at least twice a day, and despite that I can\u2019t stay focused on anything else. My schoolwork is suffering. I was fired from my job because I couldn\u2019t stop daydreaming about her\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n

John got up and walked over to give Alex a hug. \u201cIt\u2019s OK,\u201d he soothed. \u201cWe\u2019ve all been there.\u201d This was greeted with declarations of \u201cYes we have,\u201d from around the room. \u201cThe important thing to stay focused on is how much you worship Goddess Marquesa, right?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cRight!\u201d declared the room.<\/p>\n

\u201cBut what if I flunk out of school?\u201d Alex asked.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re not going to flunk out of school,\u201d John replied, taking a didactic tone.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m not?\u201d Alex rejoined, hopeful but confused. \u201cHow can you be sure?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBecause Goddess doesn\u2019t want you to flunk!\u201d John bellowed, eliciting a chorus of \u201cThat\u2019s right!\u201d and \u201cYes, sir!\u201d from around the room.<\/p>\n

\u201cShe doesn\u2019t?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOf course not. The Goddess is as kind as She is beautiful. She wouldn\u2019t want you to fail, for Her sake as much as yours. You can serve her better with a college degree than without one!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s good to know, but\u2026..\u201d Alex muttered, still uncertain.<\/p>\n

\u201cBut, what?\u201d John asked, his tone suggesting that he knew what Alex would say next.<\/p>\n

\u201cKnowing that She wants me to succeed doesn\u2019t help if I can\u2019t stop thinking about Her long enough to study.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBut it can,\u201d John explained, \u201cas long as you remember a simple phrase: \u2018I\u2019m doing it for Goddess.\u2019 Whenever there is something you need to do, and you have to find focus, keep saying that to yourself.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m doing it for Goddess\u2026.I\u2019m doing it for Goddess\u2026,\u201d the room intoned in well-practiced unison.<\/p>\n

Alex stopped crying and stood silent as a look of dawning awareness and relief spread across his features. \u201c\u2018I\u2019m doing it for Goddess\u2019\u2026.Gee, I never thought of it that way,\u201d he declared after a few moments. \u201cThanks!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSure, kid,\u201d John said, \u201cThat\u2019s what this support group is all about!\u201d<\/p>\n

Applause echoed through the room as Alex returned to his seat, wiping his cheeks on his sleeve and grinning broadly.<\/p>\n

\u201cWho would like to be next?\u201d John asked, surveying the room.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou people are crazy,\u201d a middle-aged man said from the back of the assembled chairs.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s the problem?\u201d John asked from the podium, looking to see where the words had come from. \u201cIf you want to speak come up front, everyone has a voice here. What\u2019s your name, friend?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMy name is Sam, but I\u2019m not your friend,\u201d the heckler rejoined, standing defiantly. \u201cI said you people are crazy. I came here looking for a divorce support group\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s tomorrow night,\u201d one of the regular GA attendees interjected.<\/p>\n

\u201c\u2026and instead I find you wingnuts,\u201d Sam continued. \u201cYou should be ashamed of yourselves, making such a fuss over one woman.\u201d<\/p>\n

Laughter broke out around the room. \u201cGoddess Marquesa isn\u2019t any woman,\u201d Alex explained from his seat. \u201cShe is the most beautiful, most irresistible\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHorse pockey!\u201d Sam declared. \u201cI\u2019ve never heard such nonsense in my life.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cShow him a video,\u201d someone suggested to murmurs of enthusiastic assent.<\/p>\n

\u201cHere, watch this,\u201d John offered, holding out his smart phone with a pair of attached ear-buds.<\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t be a fool,\u201d Sam said.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat are you afraid of, Sam?\u201d John asked. \u201cIf we are as crazy as you say we are, how can a few minutes viewing make any difference to you?\u201d<\/p>\n

As voices around the room said \u201cThat\u2019s right!\u201d Sam yielded to pressure and took the phone from John. Putting the ear buds in place, he hit \u201cplay.\u201d A pair of uncommonly sexy legs filled the phone\u2019s screen. As Sam watched, the woman on screen began to slither an amber-headed wand slowly up and down one smoothly-stockinged leg, as her richly velveteen voice coaxed him to relax and enjoy. In a few moments Sam became absorbed and sat back down to focus.<\/p>\n

\u201cWho\u2019s next?\u201d asked John when it was clear that the interruption had been calmed. A young woman came up to the podium.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m Jeanine,\u201d she spoke into the mic, her voice tremulous, \u201cand I\u2019ve worshiped Goddess Marquesa for three weeks.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHi Jeanine,\u201d the group sang out.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2026.I\u2026.I\u2026love the Goddess so much\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n

Jeanine became momentarily choked up, but murmurs of understanding and encouragement urged her on.<\/p>\n

\u201cI just feel like these feelings are all bottled up inside of me. There aren\u2019t enough ways to express them,\u201d Jeanine declared.<\/p>\n

\u201cDo you write the Goddess? Send her gifts?\u201d one man asked.<\/p>\n

\u201cOf course.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDo you masturbate while fantasizing about her frequently?\u201d another participant asked. \u201cThat\u2019s very important.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cEvery day,\u201d Jeanine answered, \u201csometimes two or three times.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHave you set up a shrine to her?\u201d another man asked.<\/p>\n

\u201cA shrine?\u201d Jeanine puzzled, \u201cwhat do you mean?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou must build a shrine to the Goddess,\u201d John explained, his tone conveying the patience one might show an errant child. \u201cYou need to have a place where you can focus your devotions and prayers.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cPrayers?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cLet\u2019s show Jeanine what we mean,\u201d John suggested. \u201cThis is a good time to break for some group meditation. Who would like to provide us with an icon?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI will!\u201d Alex volunteered. From a briefcase he produced a large, framed, 8X11 portrait of Goddess Marquesa that showed her emerald eyes to stunning effect. \u201cI keep this with me everywhere,\u201d he explained as he set the portrait up on the podium facing the group.<\/p>\n

When the portrait was in place all of the seated attendees got to their knees facing the podium. Following their example, Jeanine returned to her seat and knelt on the floor beside it.<\/p>\n

\u201cLet us recite the serenity prayer,\u201d John instructed.<\/p>\n

\u201cGoddess Marquesa,\u201d the group began in unison, \u201cgrant us the serenity to accept Your control, the strength to worship You as You deserve, and the wisdom to know how best to serve You. Amen.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cLet us continue to pray silently,\u201d John declared.<\/p>\n

The group meditated silently, remaining on their knees. Some kept their eyes closed; others stared in rapt awe at the Goddess\u2019s portrait. After a few minutes the silence was shattered when a door marked \u201cRest Room\u201d off to one side of the room burst open with a loud crash. Sam emerged in a frenzy; he had slipped off unnoticed while Jeanine had been testifying. His eyes were wild, his shirt was half-untucked, a telltale stain was spreading on the front of his pants.<\/p>\n

\u201cMy name is Sam,\u201d he gasped after stumbling to the podium, \u201cand I\u2019ve worshiped Goddess Marquesa for twenty-five minutes.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHi, Sam\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

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The End<\/p>\n

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