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Day 12<\/p>\n
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She did not appear at breakfast today. Instead, a tray for one slid through the pass-through. On it was a note: \u201cTune in to our channel at noon. There is something I want to show you.\u201d<\/p>\n
The seconds crept by at a snail\u2019s pace until noon. When the time stamp on CNN told me that noon had arrived, I tuned the TV as her note had directed. When the station came on, it revealed her standing in the living room completely naked, but not alone.\u00a0 To her left was a young man, also naked, with an extraordinarily handsome face and perfect physique. To her right was a tall brunette woman, about the same age as Goddess Marquesa, likewise a specimen of classic beauty. Like the Goddess, both her companions were stark naked.<\/p>\n
\u201cGood afternoon, pet,\u201d Goddess Marquesa said, seeming to address me directly through the screen. Gesturing to her companions, she explained, \u201cThese are Rick and Michelle, my personal slaves. You have shown extraordinary willpower\u2026 I\u2019m truly impressed. But I can\u2019t make this challenge too easy for you. So I have one final test for you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Goddess Marquesa clapped her hands. That seemed to be a signal for which her slaves had been waiting. They began to worship the Goddess, moving reverently and in an attitude of total adoration. Michelle knelt at the Goddess\u2019s feet and began to place gentle kisses on the Goddess\u2019s thighs, working her way slowly toward the triangle of the Goddess\u2019s pussy. Rick moved behind the Goddess and began kissing her spine, all the while reaching around her torso to gently fondle her nipples and massage her breasts.<\/p>\n
Goddess Marquesa responded blissfully to all these attentions. Her eyes closed, she moaned with delight. She let her own hands glide over the skin of her hips, torso, neck, and face-assisting her slaves in teasing her body toward ecstasy. For ten minutes the three figures on screen worked in concert to stoke Goddess Marquesa\u2019s pleasure.<\/p>\n
When the juices of the Goddess\u2019s arousal were flowing so copiously that they were picked up on camera, she emitted a ravenous growl. The slaves took this as another signal, and expertly maneuvered her into position for lovemaking. Rick lifted her from the hips, and Michelle collapsed under her, making a cradle for her supine, quivering body as they all fell to the carpet. Rick thrust into her deeply, eliciting pants and moans of pleasure, while Michelle cupped the Goddess\u2019s breasts from behind and covered her neck and shoulders with soft love-bites.<\/p>\n
The thrusting went on and on- for how many minutes, I don\u2019t know. I thought I would go mad as Goddess Marquesa began to cum, her eyes closed in rapture as she sang forth in a high-pitched scream of delight. My cock was ramrod-stiff and pulsing with every beat of my heart. It took every ounce of willpower for me to keep from reaching down to stroke myself.<\/p>\n
The orgy on screen did not end. After the Goddess came the first time, Michelle and Rick changed places with practiced speed. Rick cradled the Goddess between his legs, enfolding her torso in his brawny arms. Michelle slithered down so that her face was between the Goddess\u2019s thighs, where she began to lap eagerly at the Goddess\u2019s clitoris.<\/p>\n
After sustained effort by Michelle, Goddess Marquesa came a second time. As her slaves continued to transition acrobatically around the Goddess\u2019s body she came a third time. And a fourth. And a fifth. Sweat poured from the bodies of her slaves, but still they worked feverishly to please her. Rick was obviously deliriously ecstatic, but he never achieved release, remaining focused at all times on the Goddess\u2019s satisfaction. Michelle likewise served the Goddess single-mindedly as one hour became two, and two became three. Finally, the Goddess bent to kiss the brunette on the mouth, which seemed to grant the slave permission. Michelle reached down with her hand and stroked herself toward climax, clinging adoringly to the Goddess, with her face pressed against the Goddess\u2019s back, as Rick brought their mistress to one last peak with his mouth.<\/p>\n
By that time I was on my knees, sobbing uncontrollably, trembling with desperate need. Watching the lovemaking was torture, but I could not turn away. I was as much a puppet dangling on the Goddess\u2019s string as the slaves serving her with their bodies, like them I had no choice but to experience whatever she desired. Somehow, I don\u2019t know how or why, I made it to the end without completely losing my self-control or my sanity.<\/p>\n
When it was finally over, Goddess Marquesa stood to face the camera, her gorgeous body glistening with sweat. Rick and Michelle retreated, returning with towels and a robe. As they fussed to make the Goddess comfortable, she spoke into the camera:<\/p>\n
\u201cSo, pet. I see that you kept it together, for now. Good boy. I know it will be a challenge to make it to tomorrow morning. Remember that there are cameras on you at all times, so I will know if your willpower breaks. Good luck.\u201d With this she winked and blew a kiss. Walking up to the camera, she shut down the transmission.<\/p>\n
I have been lost since then, adrift in my own misery. I don\u2019t know how I will survive until morning. Oh Goddess, Goddess! How can I show you how much I love you? How? HOW?<\/p>\n
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Day 13<\/p>\n
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\u201cCongratulations, pet,\u201d Goddess Marquesa said as she entered with our breakfast tray, \u201cyou made it.\u201d On seeing me, her tone switched to concern. \u201cYou look awful! What\u2019s the matter?\u201d<\/p>\n
I fell to my knees before her, partly from adoration, partly from exhaustion. \u201cI didn\u2019t sleep at all last night,\u201d I explained.<\/p>\n
\u201cAww, pet,\u201d the Goddess exclaimed, setting down the tray and gesturing for me to rise. She walked me over to the bed, where we sat down next to one-another.<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you well enough to eat?\u201d she asked. \u201cShould I give you a chance to rest and come back later?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d I said. \u201cThank you, but no. I have been thinking all night. I want\u2026 I need to talk to you now.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh,\u201d sighed the Goddess, taking on a serious expression. \u201cWell, you have earned your reward, pet. I am a Goddess of my word. Only remember what I said- choose carefully. If you choose correctly I will not only reward you, but set you free.\u201d<\/p>\n
Moving slowly, I slid from the bed and back onto my knees facing Goddess Marquesa. \u201cFor my reward,\u201d I declared, speaking clearly and deliberately, \u201cI choose to remain your prisoner. Please, I beg you, don\u2019t release me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Goddess Marquesa smiled. She did not seem surprised. \u201cClever pet,\u201d she said, \u201cwhat a fine paradox. And how long do you expect me to keep you under lock and key?\u201d<\/p>\n
It was my turn to smile. I had anticipated this question. \u201cI don\u2019t know,\u201d I replied. \u201cI throw myself on your mercy. Keep me for as long as it amuses you to do so. That is all I ask.\u201d<\/p>\n
Goddess Marquesa rose from the bed. \u201cI have something to show you,\u201d she said, walking to where the remote control for the television lay on the table. Pressing several buttons in sequence, she brought a video up on screen.<\/p>\n
I peered down on us from the TV screen, seen from the chest up, identical in all respects to my current self except for being dressed in a blue button-down shirt rather than a hospital robe.<\/p>\n
\u201cHi, John!\u201d screen-me said, my tone jovial. \u201cThat\u2019s your name, \u2018John.\u2019 You must have a lot of questions. Let me settle some of them for you. I asked Goddess Marquesa to do this to you. That is to say, you did this to yourself. Or I did it to myself\u2026 or\u2026 Well, you get the picture.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked up at Goddess Marquesa incredulously, but she only shook her head, gesturing for me to continue paying attention.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy did I do this?\u201d screen-me continued. \u201cGood question. I\u2019ve worshiped Goddess Marquesa for about ten years now.\u00a0 The other day I was speaking to her after a hypnosis session, and I said something like, \u2018I envy everyone who is just falling for you for the first time. It is a shame that someone can only fall in love with you once.\u2019 It was just an idle thought, but it set the wheels turning. I conferred with the Goddess about how it might be possible for me to experience falling in love with her a second time. Together, we came up with this plan. If you are watching this tape, it means the plan worked.\u201d<\/p>\n
Here my screen-self paused and took a sip from a glass of water. \u201cOh, and by the way,\u201d screen-me continued, \u201cyou\u2019re rich. That is to say, we\u2019re rich. I mention this because, for extra fun, Goddess Marquesa and I decided to make this a sporting challenge. If you fell in love with her in less than two weeks\u2019 time, you owe her one million dollars above and beyond what I\u2019ve already paid in expenses and fees. I remind you of this in case that fact isn\u2019t retained when the Goddess gives you back your memory\u2026 So, that\u2019s it. Welcome back to reality. I\u2019ll see you on the other side of trance.\u201d<\/p>\n
The screen went black. My mouth hung open. I couldn\u2019t believe what I had just heard.<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay pet,\u201d Goddess Marquesa said, \u201cthat\u2019s that. Let\u2019s get to work putting your memory back.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo!\u201d I cried.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d Goddess Marquesa asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d I repeated. \u201cI don\u2019t want that idiot\u2019s memories back. That man was a fool. He couldn\u2019t have truly loved you if he wanted to \u2018fall in love with you\u2019 a second time. Loving you isn\u2019t some amusement park ride. Please, don\u2019t make me go back to being that nitwit. Let me stay what you\u2019ve made me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Goddess Marquesa smiled. After a long pause, she pursed her lips and answered in a bright tone, drawing out her syllables for emphasis, \u201cWell\u2026 if you insist\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
Seeing the amusement on her divine face, realization dawned on me. \u201cYou knew!\u201d I cried. \u201cYou knew all along! You knew while that idiot was planning this game, that it would end up this way! That I would be transformed! That I would never want to go back!\u201d<\/p>\n
Goddess Marquesa threw her head back and laughed. A deep, musically uproarious laugh of perfect satisfaction. The laugh of someone who has seen all of her plans bear fruit exactly as she desired.<\/p>\n
Hearing that sound, I felt true and total elation for the first time since I was reborn in my cell. I wept tears of joy to see how happy I had made Goddess Marquesa by falling into her trap. The best thing is, I know how I can make her even happier\u2026<\/p>\n
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Attorney\u2019s Note: This transcription is offered as Exhibit A of the evidence file in support of Mr. John Ingraham\u2019s declaration of bestowal transferring all assets and property into the name and possession of Goddess Marquesa. The original handwritten diary itself is attached under separate cover, along with time-stamped video attesting to its being a verifiable record of Mr. Ingraham\u2019s state of mind at the time of this declaration.<\/p>\n
Let this stand against any claimants who might contest this action as being of unsound judgment.<\/p>\n
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The End<\/p>\n
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