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\u00a0<\/b><\/p>\nThe First Thanksgiving<\/b><\/p>\n
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a Thanksgiving tale conceived by Goddess Marquesa<\/i><\/b><\/p>\n
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\u201cWelcome, ladies, and Happy Thanksgiving!\u201d Goddess Marquesa said, smiling broadly as she raised her glass of wine to toast her two guests. All three women were seated around a dining room table set to receive a bountiful feast.<\/p>\n
\u201cThank you!\u201d Raven replied, clinking her glass against the Godess\u2019s. Raven was a tall black-haired beauty, and had worn a bright red dress that accentuated the classic curves of her body, to mark the occasion. She batted long lashes at the Goddess and sipped prettily from her glass.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou are the Hostess with the mostest!\u201d Crimson chimed in, clinking her glass first against Raven\u2019s, then against that of the Goddess. Her long red hair ran past her shoulders over her grey blouse and short green skirt. Shiny patent-leather black boots showed off the contours of her athletic legs. \u201cI was so surprised to receive your invitation to Thanksgiving! Getting to spend this holiday with you is really special!\u201d<\/p>\n
Goddess Marquesa set her glass down and favored her guests with a warm smile. \u201cYou two girls are my besties,\u201d she explained. \u201cI could have celebrated Thanksgiving with anyone, but I wanted this year to be special.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat banker I\u2019ve been dating, Bill, wanted me to come meet his mother and brothers, but I told him no,\u201d Raven said. \u201cThe chance to celebrate with you was too good to pass up. My other boyfriend, the podiatrist, also wanted me for the holiday, but I told him I had \u2018a prior engagement.\u2019 He gave me such sad puppy-dog eyes!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMen!\u201d Crimson agreed. \u201cSuch sad creatures. Look!\u201d she interjected, holding up her phone to show its screen lit with the words \u2018Boy #3.\u2019 \u201cI turned down two of my beaux for the holiday and the third is calling now. I\u2019ll let it go to voicemail.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe have to get you hooked up,\u201d Raven said, a wicked grin lighting her face as she addressed Goddess Marquesa. \u201cYou are too damn sexy to be spending the holidays without a man. You can have any man you want.\u201d<\/p>\n
Goddess Marquesa laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s no joke!\u201d Crimson protested. \u201cRaven and I are gorgeous, but we can\u2019t hold a candle to you! It just doesn\u2019t make sense that you should be alone for the holidays!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s not why I\u2019m laughing, Sweetie,\u201d Goddess Marquesa explained. \u201cI\u2019ve brought you here today to reveal something to you about Myself. I\u2019ve been keeping secrets from you, but we\u2019ve all become so close I decided that this Thanksgiving I could give you a sense of Who I really am, and maybe teach you a thing or two.\u201d<\/p>\n
Just at that moment the doorbell rang. Saying, \u201cI\u2019ll get it,\u201d Crimson rose from the table to answer the door. Opening the front door of the Goddess\u2019s condo, she gasped in surprise.<\/p>\n
\u201cThere\u2019s a man outside with a huge delivery of food for \u2018Goddess Marquesa!\u2019\u201d Crimson panted, running back into the dining room. \u00a0\u201cWho\u2019s Goddess Marquesa?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m Goddess Marquesa,\u201d the Goddess declared, \u201cI\u2019ll explain everything, but first we have to deal with this fellow,\u201d Picking up a sealed envelope from a stack just like it on a low end table by her chair, she directed, \u201cGive the man this darling, and tell him to take the food to the shelter on Elm Street. There are a tip and instructions in the envelope.\u201d<\/p>\n
After a minute Crimson returned to the table and handed Goddess Marquesa a slip of paper. \u201cThe delivery boy insisted on giving me this note for \u2018Goddess Marquesa.\u2019 The stack of boxes filled with food was a head taller than him, and he was a head taller than me!\u201d<\/p>\n
Goddess Marquesa looked down at the note and read out loud. \u201cDivine Goddess\u2026please enjoy this full Thanksgiving dinner for You and ten guests. Yours worshipfully, Ahmed.<\/i> Oh that little fool! I told him no food this year!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho is Ahmed?\u201d Raven asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe is my slave in Saudi Arabia,\u201d the Goddess replied.<\/p>\n
\u201cSlave\u2026..Goddess\u2026.what\u2019s going on?\u201d Raven whined, her delicate brow wrinkling in confusion.<\/p>\n
Goddess Marquesa laughed again. \u201cI told you gals I would reveal things to you today. It\u2019s My way of giving thanks for your friendship. You only know Me in My vanilla guise, as your friend and coffee klatsch buddy. But I have an alter ego\u2026. a truer identity, really. I am the Goddess Marquesa, Keeper of men and Queen of many adoring love slaves.\u201d<\/p>\n
Crimson giggled nervously. \u201cCome on, now\u2026,\u201d she chided, her tone mildly teasing. \u201cWe know how gorgeous you are, and we love you, but\u2026. slaves? You\u2019re kidding us, right?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLet\u2019s ring for the first course,\u201d the Goddess said drily, picking up and shaking a small silver bell by her right hand on the dining room table.<\/p>\n
A man appeared bearing a large silver tray on which was held three plates of salad. He was tall and well-muscled, with a classically chiseled square-jawed face, thick chestnut hair and hazel eyes. His face was heavily coated in lipstick and rouge, and he was wearing fish net stockings and a black maid\u2019s uniform trimmed with white lace.<\/p>\n
\u201cSalad is served, Mistress,\u201d the man said in a sullen tone. \u201cThis is arugula salad with poached pears and a cranberry-walnut vinaigrette.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cVery good, slave,\u201d the Goddess declared. \u201cSet them down.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know that guy!\u201d Raven exclaimed as the salad was served and the three diners dug in. \u201cHe used to be a member of my gym! Hey you! I flirted with you for months and you ignored me!\u201d<\/p>\n
The man looked at Goddess Marquesa, seeming to ask for permission. The Goddess caught his eye and nodded. \u201cI am sorry, Ms. Raven,\u201d the man said haltingly. \u201cI belong to Goddess Marquesa now.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat\u2026. how\u2026..where did you meet him?\u201d Raven asked, her mouth gaping in wonder.<\/p>\n
At that point the doorbell rang again. Goddess Marquesa picked up another envelope from the stack and handed it to Crimson. \u201cPlease go deal with that dear,\u201d the Goddess requested.<\/p>\n
As Crimson took the envelope to the front door, the Goddess returned her attention to Raven. \u201cI met birdstud about three months ago, at the zoo where he works,\u201d the Goddess said.<\/p>\n
\u201cBirdstud?\u201d Raven asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s what I call him,\u201d Goddess Marquesa explained. \u201cHe has a PhD in ornithology. I took another slave on a date with me to the bird sanctuary at the local zoo. I flirted with birdstud to make my other slave jealous, and after a few minutes birdstud was captivated. I\u2019ve been breaking him down ever since. He still isn\u2019t happy about dressing in drag and wearing makeup, but he\u2019ll learn\u2026\u201d Turning to birdstud, the Goddess commanded, \u201cGo prepare the soup for when we\u2019re done with salad.\u201d Birdstud withdrew obediently.<\/p>\n
Raven obviously wanted to speak, but could not form words to do so. Her mouth moved silently, but only slight puffs of air emerged from between perfect teeth. Finally her efforts were interrupted by the return of Crimson.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat stack of boxes was twice as big as the last one!\u201d Crimson cried, handing Goddess Marquesa another note.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh Pierre, that jackass!\u201d Goddess Marquesa declared, after reading the note that had accompanied the food delivery. \u201cI will make him suffer for disobeying Me!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy do men keep sending you food?\u201d Crimson asked.<\/p>\n
Goddess Marquesa smiled. \u201cFor the same reason that the ancients piled offerings on altars to Isis and Diana.\u201d<\/p>\n
This helped Raven find her voice. \u201cAre you some kind of magician?\u201d she asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, I\u2019m a Woman,\u201d Goddess Marquesa replied. \u201cA vastly superior Woman, it\u2019s true, but other women have the same powers as Me, just to a lesser degree. Though by profession I am a Hypnotist. And by nature and choice I am a Dominatrix.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo you made birdstud your slave by hypnotizing him?\u201d Crimson asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, no silly goose!\u201d Goddess Marquesa exclaimed. \u201cA woman doesn\u2019t need to know hypnosis to enslave a man!\u201d<\/p>\n
The three women ate quietly for a while, the silence broken only by occasional yummy noises from Crimson.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat salad was delicious!\u201d Crimson exclaimed. \u201cDo you have another slave who is a chef? Who cooked this meal?\u201d<\/p>\n
Birdstud had begun clearing the salad plates, and Goddess Marquesa addressed him, asking, \u201cWho cooked this meal slave?\u201d<\/p>\n
Birdstud stood at attention and answered, \u201cI cooked this meal, Mistress!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHave you always known how to cook so well?\u201d Raven asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, Ms. Raven,\u201d birdstud replied. \u201cI began a course at the local culinary institute two months ago on Goddess Marquesa\u2019s orders.\u201d<\/p>\n
Raven raised her eyebrows, obviously impressed. Both Crimson and Raven looked at their Hostess with wide, wondering eyes. The doorbell rang again.<\/p>\n
\u201cGive me an envelope,\u201d Crimson said, holding out her hand. Two minutes later she returned with a huge floral arrangement many times the size of her torso. \u201cIt wasn\u2019t food so I took delivery!\u201d Crimson explained, handing a small envelope to Goddess Marquesa. The Goddess removed the card and chuckled. \u201cOh Fujitoki that romantic idiot!\u201d the Goddess quipped. \u00a0\u201cHow he remembers that today is an American holiday, I\u2019ll never know. Just put the flowers off to that side, dear!\u201d<\/p>\n
The meal proceeded through several courses, all served and cleared by birdstud with quietly attentive care. First butternut squash soup with rosemary-chili oil and cr\u00e8me fraiche, then seared foie gras with homemade apricot jam. In between courses the doorbell continued to ring, and Crimson sent off two more delivery boys with envelopes.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis is some kind of joke!\u201d Raven protested, laughing. \u201cYou are having us on, and this \u2018birdstud\u2019 is in on it, right?\u201d<\/p>\n
Goddess Marquesa smiled. \u201cNo joke, Sweetie. I want to show you the kind of control you can have over men. You two gals have so much moxie. Your boyfriends should all be leashed and collared by now.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIf you really have so many slaves, call another one over now for us to meet him!\u201d Raven pleaded. \u201cI have to know if this is real. It shouldn\u2019t be hard to do if you have as much control over the others as you do of birdstud.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t have to call another slave for you to see,\u201d Goddess Marquesa declared.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d Raven asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause you are sitting on one of them now,\u201d the Goddess explained. \u201cIsn\u2019t that right, hypnotwit?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes Mistress,\u201d a voice pronounced from directly beneath Raven\u2019s ass.<\/p>\n
\u201cAaaaaaaaagh!!!\u201d Raven screamed, jumping up from her seat and slamming into the dining table, knocking over glasses and wine bottles.<\/p>\n
Hypnotwit rose from the floor. He was dressed head to toe in black leather, with a black leather hood over his head and face, so that he had looked for all the world like a leather-upholstered bench. Bowing from the waist, he declared, \u201cI\u2019m sorry for frightening you, Ms. Raven.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGet Raven a new chair and clean up this mess you made,\u201d Goddess Marquesa commanded. \u201cThen go into the kitchen and help birdstud with the turkey.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow do you do it?\u201d Crimson asked, her voice conveying amazement, after Raven had settled down and the meal had resumed.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s no special trick,\u201d Goddess Marquesa explained. \u201cThere are three simple steps to making a man your slave, and you both already know step one.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat\u2019s that?\u201d Raven asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cDesire. When a man wants you he is halfway to being yours. You two can feel almost as much desire radiating from men at you as I do, all the time.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOK,\u201d said Raven, \u201cDesire. That\u2019s easy for women who are as gorgeous as we are. What\u2019s step two?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLove. Make a man fall in love with you,\u201d the Goddess stated nonchalantly.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s so hard!\u201d Crimson protested.<\/p>\n
\u201cNot at all,\u201d Goddess Marquesa explained. \u201cMen are naturally our inferiors, and deep inside they know it. All you have to do is be yourself, let all of your strength and character show without worrying about all the bullshit demands our society makes on women. When a man sees he can\u2019t con, bully, or manipulate you, he becomes putty in your hands.\u201d<\/p>\n
Raven and Crimson responded with a few moments of silence. They looked at their Hostess as if seeing her for the first time. \u201cSo what\u2019s step three?\u201d Raven asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cControl,\u201d Goddess Marquesa declared. \u201cOnce a man is in love with you, rule him. Command him. You see the way I am with birdstud and hypnotwit. A man in love takes to control like a duck to water.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t they resist?\u201d Crimson asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes,\u201d the Goddess agreed, \u201cbut resistance is futile. Control is like quicksand. The more a man wriggles, the deeper he sinks in love with and slavery to you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Raven and Crimson both sat back in their chairs, as if they had both taken hits of a strong drink. \u201cWow,\u201d Raven gasped. \u201cYou have blown my mind. I always knew you were one of the coolest people I know but now\u2026.now I realize you are one of the fucking coolest people in human history.\u201d<\/p>\n
At this all three women laughed, and just then birdstud and hypnotwit emerged with the main course and sides: roast turkey with cornbread stuffing, cranberry dressing scented with orange liqueur, au gratin potatoes, freshly baked rolls, and sauteed spinach with carrots and shredded leeks. Candles were lit, and the three women ate by their light.<\/p>\n
After dessert had been served, Goddess Marquesa snapped her fingers. \u201cBring champagne!\u201d she commanded hypnotwit. When the cork had been popped and the glasses poured, Goddess Marquesa raised hers for a toast. \u201cHere\u2019s to everything for which we can be thankful!\u201d she proclaimed.<\/p>\n
The three friends drank one glass of champagne, then a second. Wrinkling her nose as the bubbles tickled her, Crimson asked, \u201cHow does hypnosis work with your slaves? Does it help you control them?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, of course,\u201d Goddess Marquesa replied. \u201cThe mind is the one true erogenous zone. Getting deep inside My slaves\u2019 heads gives me total control of their sexuality. If you asked any of My slaves to describe their greatest sexual experience, Goddess Marquesa would be the star of the story.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI want to see how it works!\u201d Raven begged, pressing her hands together pleadingly.<\/p>\n
Goddess Marquesa snapped her fingers once again, and hypntowit ran from the kitchen obediently.<\/p>\n
\u201cPour,\u201d Goddess Marquesa commanded, holding up her champagne glass in hypnotwit\u2019s face. He picked up the bottle and emptied the last of its contents into Goddess Marquesa\u2019s glass.<\/p>\n
Goddess Marquesa continued to hold her now full glass in front of hypnotwit\u2019s face. When he had set the bottle down, she commanded, \u201cLook at the bubbles. See how they rise\u2026. rise\u2026..Follow the light\u2026..\u201d<\/p>\n
As hypnotwit\u2019s eyes focused on the cascading bubbles, Goddess Marquesa began slowly moving her glass back and forth. \u201cYou must follow the light\u2026..follow the light\u2026. you are getting very relaxed\u2026. focus on My voice\u2026. you feel yourself getting sleepy\u2026. so sleepy<\/i>\u2026My voice takes You down\u2026. down\u2026..Your eyelids getting heavy\u2026. down\u2026.. down\u2026. you will sleep now\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n
Hypnotwit\u2019s head lowered to his chest. His shoulders slackened, his arms slumped. His breathing became even and shallow, his eyes closed.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe is completely in trance now,\u201d the Goddess declared.<\/p>\n
\u201cCool!\u201d Crimson squawked. \u201cWhat can we do with him?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLet\u2019s turn him into another piece of furniture!\u201d Raven said, clapping with childish glee. \u201cLet\u2019s make him a lamp!\u201d<\/p>\n
Goddess Marquesa smiled and nodded her assent. \u201cYou hear me and obey me, slave,\u201d she said to hypnotwit.<\/p>\n
\u201cI hear and obey, Mistress,\u201d hypnotwit intoned.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou are a lampstand. You have always been a lampstand. Show Me what you are.\u201d<\/p>\n
Hypnotwit reached up and unbuttoned his pants, letting them drop so that his ass was exposed. As Raven and Crimson gawked and laughed, hypnotwit stood on his head so that his bare ass stuck straight in the air. Once in that position he held it.<\/p>\n
Raven looked at Goddess Marquesa with questioning eyes. \u201cIs he a lamp?\u201d she asked.<\/p>\n
Goddess Marquesa held up an index finger, as if to say \u201cwatch and learn.\u201d Picking up the empty champagne bottle with one hand and a pat of butter with the other, she spread the butter all over the thin, open end of the bottle that had once held the cork. Once this was done she handed the bottle to Raven.<\/p>\n
Raven took the bottle and looked at it, momentarily confused. In a few seconds realization dawned on her. \u201cI see how this fits!\u201d she declared, and jammed the greased end of the bottle into hypnotwit\u2019s ass. When that was done, Goddess Marquesa scooped one of the lit candles from the table, and balanced it on the bottom of the champagne bottle.<\/p>\n
\u201cVoil\u00e0, a lamp!\u201d Goddess Marquesa said with a grand flourish of both exquisite hands.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is the coolest fucking thing I have ever <\/i>seen!\u201d Crimson gushed.<\/p>\n
Goddess Marquesa raised her glass. \u201cWho would like to make a final toast?\u201d she asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cI will,\u201d Raven said, raising her glass to her Hostess. \u201cOn this Thanksgiving I toast you. I could not think of anything I am more thankful for, than the chance to know a real<\/i> GODDESS!\u201d<\/p>\n
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The End<\/p>\n
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