{"id":4610,"date":"2023-12-05T18:31:08","date_gmt":"2023-12-05T18:31:08","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/hypno-erotica.com\/stories\/?p=4610"},"modified":"2023-12-05T18:31:08","modified_gmt":"2023-12-05T18:31:08","slug":"the-marquesa-clause","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/hypno-erotica.com\/stories\/the-marquesa-clause\/","title":{"rendered":"The Marquesa Clause"},"content":{"rendered":"<div dir=\"ltr\">\n<p align=\"center\"><b>The Marquesa Clause<\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><b>\u00a0<\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><b><i>A Goddess Marquesa Christmas Extravaganza<\/i><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><b>\u00a0<\/b><\/p>\n<p><b>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0<\/b><\/p>\n<p><b><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-4611\" src=\"https:\/\/hypno-erotica.com\/stories\/assets\/328905fca45ad1a954e75a6af5518520-167x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"167\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/hypno-erotica.com\/stories\/assets\/328905fca45ad1a954e75a6af5518520-167x300.jpg 167w, https:\/\/hypno-erotica.com\/stories\/assets\/328905fca45ad1a954e75a6af5518520-83x150.jpg 83w, https:\/\/hypno-erotica.com\/stories\/assets\/328905fca45ad1a954e75a6af5518520.jpg 564w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 167px) 100vw, 167px\" \/>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0<\/b>\u2018Twas the night before Christmas, and if any creature was stirring I probably would not have noticed. I had hit the eggnog pretty hard and was watching\u00a0<i>Elf\u00a0<\/i>for the umpteenth time on Netflix. Right at the point when Peter Dinklage had Will Ferrell in a headlock, however, something did draw my attention to the fireplace. A shower of debris fell noisily from the chimney, drawing my eyes to the space below the hearth just in time to see a magnificent pair of legs descend from the direction of the flue. These were followed by an equally gorgeous torso and face.<\/p>\n<p>Before I could get my bearings on what was happening, a stunning curvaceous blonde was standing in my den, dressed in what can only be called a \u201cSexy Santa\u201d costume. Her feet were shod in high-heeled black leather boots trimmed in white fur. Her red coat, also trimmed in white fur, was cut short to reveal her exquisite legs in see-through black nylons. Her peaked red hat with white pom-pom was worn at a jaunty angle on her lush blonde hair. Her deep green eyes made an appropriate seasonal contrast with her red regalia.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHello Gerald,\u201d the seductive intruder said, making me shiver with the darkly velvet tone of her voice even as I wondered how she knew my name. \u201cYou\u2019ve been a naughty boy this year.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWho are you?\u201d I asked. \u201cAnd how did you get down that chimney?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI am Goddess Marquesa,\u201d the siren answered. \u201cAs for the chimney\u2026it\u2019s some kind of magic. The boys at the North Pole have explained it to Me, but I frankly don\u2019t know and don\u2019t care, as long as it works.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNorth Pole!?\u201d I exclaimed in shock. \u201cYou mean you were sent by\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSanta\u2026.that\u2019s right,\u201d she confirmed. \u201cWhat other explanation could there be\u2026except perhaps PCP-laced eggnog or delusional psychosis?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I was fairly certain I was not drugged or insane, but belief came hard. \u201cAre you telling me Santa is real?\u201d I blurted.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIf he\u2019s not, I don\u2019t know whose ass I have been paddling red for the past ten years,\u201d Goddess Marquesa avowed.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhy did Santa send you?\u201d I asked. \u201cWhy didn\u2019t he come himself?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWell, like I said, Gerald,\u201d the Goddess explained, \u201cyou are on the Naughty List.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWh-wh-what?\u201d I stuttered.<\/p>\n<p>As my question hung in the air, another rustling came from the chimney. A very short man, dressed all in green with a pointed hat, dropped down into the fireplace. The man was about three-feet six inches tall, had pointed ears, and was carrying a long scroll of what looked like parchment, densely covered with ink writing in a spidery hand.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cGerald Harlan,\u201d the elf read, \u201cfrequent viewing of internet porn\u2026seven visits to \u2018dungeons\u2019\u2026.on the first visit, fitted with nipple clamps and spanked with a rubber\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOkay, okay,\u201d I interjected. \u201cI know what I did. If I am on this \u2018naughty list\u2019 why bother paying a call on Christmas Eve at all? Don\u2019t you have enough trouble covering everyone on the \u2018nice list\u2019?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThis isn\u2019t official North Pole business,\u201d the Goddess confided, \u201cit is more of an \u2018under the counter\u2019 deal. Santa owes Me for losses at poker, and is generally incapable of refusing Me anything I want in any case, so I have arranged a little side deal with him. Every Christmas Eve he lends me the \u2018Naughty List\u2019\u2026.actually, technically it is only part of the \u2018Kinky List- Subsection: Submissive Males\u2019\u2026.and his extra sled, along with (here she gestured at the elf) Snowdancer here to assist. I spend the night visiting men I select from the list, by way of recruiting new slaves. As I see it, it is a win-win-win proposition.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWho are the three parties winning?\u201d I asked, confused.<\/p>\n<p>At this she rolled her breathtaking eyes. \u201cI was being rhetorical, Gerald,\u201d she declared. \u201cI win. Beyond that, it doesn\u2019t really matter.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>She strode forward, removed my glass of eggnog from my hand, and set it on the end table next to me. Kicking up her right leg, she placed her boot on the back of the chair above my left shoulder, so that she loomed over me, caging me in the \u201cL\u201d formed by her hips and thigh.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m going to give you a choice,\u201d she declared. \u201cYou can sit back and relax while I hypnotize you. I will bring you deep into trance, where I will unlock sexual fantasies you haven\u2019t yet dared to dream. Under My Power you will experience the greatest orgasm of your life, after which you will be My love-drunk sex slave and fucktoy.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I gulped hard and gasped for air. The closeness of her body was overwhelming. Her scent filled my senses and made me dizzy.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat\u2019s my other choice?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDo you really want to know your other choice?\u201d she asked, stroking my right cheek so that my left was pressed against the smooth skin of her thigh.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cN\u2026n\u2026no,\u201d I confessed.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cGood,\u201d she declared with satisfaction. \u201cI like a man who surrenders without a struggle. Listen to My voice\u2026you feel yourself getting so relaxed\u2026.so very relaxed\u2026you want to obey My will, which is stronger than your will\u2026..\u201d<\/p>\n<p>The next thing I can remember, I was lying face-down in an enormous puddle of my own semen. Goddess Marquesa was standing by the hearth, haloed in the light coming from my Christmas tree ornaments. I had never seen anyone so sexy, or felt desire so fierce as I experienced in that moment.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cGoddess!\u201d I moaned, reaching toward her as if to touch her.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMerry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!\u201d she called, blowing me a kiss.I moaned again and tried to crawl forward, but she darted under the hearth and disappeared. I heard what sounded like sleighbells coming from the roof, and then silence\u2026<\/p>\n<p>I have never recovered from that night. Ever since, I have been the Goddess\u2019s fuckpuppet and sex toy. I don\u2019t know how long the list of her slaves is. Perhaps even she doesn\u2019t know, it is so full. But I thank Goddess every day that I am on it. Slavery to Goddess Marquesa is the greatest Christmas gift anyone could EVER ask for\u2026..<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>The End<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><i>A Goddessful Christmas to All the readers of H-E!<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>Remember to show your love for Goddess in this season of giving!<\/i><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The Marquesa Clause \u00a0 A Goddess Marquesa Christmas Extravaganza \u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u2018Twas the night before Christmas, and if any creature was stirring I probably would not have noticed. I had hit the eggnog pretty hard and was watching\u00a0Elf\u00a0for the umpteenth time on Netflix. 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