{"id":907,"date":"2013-07-06T19:19:59","date_gmt":"2013-07-06T19:19:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.hypno-erotica.com\/stories\/?p=907"},"modified":"2013-07-06T19:20:26","modified_gmt":"2013-07-06T19:20:26","slug":"the-marquesa-buys-a-paper-and-captures-a-slave","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/hypno-erotica.com\/stories\/the-marquesa-buys-a-paper-and-captures-a-slave\/","title":{"rendered":"The Marquesa Buys a paper—And Captures a slave"},"content":{"rendered":"

The Grande Goddess, Mistress Marquesa de Sade does NOT have to go shopping
\nfor her own newspapers.\u00a0 One of her many slaves has this job.\u00a0 But
\noccasionally, She does like to visit a newsstand to see exactly the kind of
\nperson who reads her column in Hollywood Playdates \/New Reality Magazine.
\nShe just stands in the background (that IS hard for a Goddess as stunning
\nand attention grabbing as\u00a0 Her) and observes.<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

One afternoon She was doing just that, when a young\u00a0 man\u00a0 picked up the
\npaper and started reading, “From the Slave’s Cell” (much as you are doing
\nnow) when ,visibly his lips started to move as if he were talking,
\neven —shouting–to himself.\u00a0 As he turned
\nthe pages he seemed to get angrier and angrier.<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n

Finally, unable to contain Her curiosity any longer She approached the man
\nand asked him, “What’s wrong, my pet?\u00a0 You look so angry.”<\/p>\n

Without even looking up from the paper the man started to shout “Have you
\nread this crap? My God! There’s a column in this paper that talks
\nabout—-NO IT HONORS—- female domination by this sexy fictional character
\n,The Magnificent Mistress\u00a0 Marquesa. It talks about Mind Control, S&M,
\nFemale Domination, Hypnosis—all that bullshit!\u00a0 Women, excuse me ma’am,
\nMUST know their places in this world ,and their
\nplace is loving and respecting a man! You sound like a sensible woman.
\nDon’t you agree with me?”<\/p>\n

A knowing smile crossed The Marquesa’s beautiful face as She responded
\n“Oh, yes, I DO\u00a0 think a woman should know Her place.”
\nShe looked around and made certain that they were the only two people in
\nthe “adult room” of the newsstand. “In fact that role is well defined and \u00a0 ,
\nonce in place, cannot be changed,” She continued in a low, commanding
\nvoice.\u00a0 Her quiet voice washed over him , like an ocean wave, enveloping him
\nin\u00a0 its softness.<\/p>\n

As She stepped a little closer, the musky fragrance of “Jessica
\nMcClintock” perfume wafted in his direction.\u00a0 He , only then, looked up to
\nsee, the incomparable face and body of The Magnificent One as She slowly
\napproached , drawing\u00a0 ever closer to him. Even to a full fledged member of
\nthe “He Man Woman Hater’s Club” like he OBVIOUSLY was , She looked GREAT!<\/p>\n

He saw She had a full,sensual figure, slim waist and full, lush breasts,her face a vision of
\nloveliness—-she was like seeing a dream—while fully awake.\u00a0 A sensual,
\nerotic dream-come-true was coming nearer and nearer to him.<\/p>\n

He gasped.<\/p>\n

“Why does that, particular article make you so angry?” She asked as She
\nfixed Her deep emerald eyes on his.<\/p>\n

I…I…told you….b..b…b…because,”he stuttered,\u00a0 ” men should be in
\ncharge! Women SHOULD be sub serviant to us.”<\/p>\n

“Oh, do you REALLY think so…..My Pet? I’d like to explain a few things
\nto you, if I may.\u00a0 The first is that The Magnificent Marquesa is NOT a
\nfictional character.\u00a0 Second, I noticed a little stutter in your voice\u00a0 when
\nyou looked at Me.\u00a0 That showed Me you were, at least for the moment,
\nafraid.\u00a0 Not a physical fear–as if I were going to mug you–but a
\npsychological fear that somehow, I was going to SHOW you that women are ,
\nin fact, superior to men.”<\/p>\n

Not as confident as before, but still full of bravado, he responded. ” I
\ndon’t THINK so—and anyway how come you think this Marquesa woman is not
\nmade up?”<\/p>\n

Her soft, sensual hand reached out and gently caressed his cheek, sending
\nan almost electric shock through his body, “Because, My little pet, I AM
\nSHE!”\u00a0 With that she had only to softly reposition his head so that he was
\nlooking directly into Her beautiful, hypnotic eyes.<\/p>\n

He found himself paralyzed with a combination of emotions.\u00a0 Fear, lust,
\nadmiration and curiosity scrambled in his whirling\u00a0 brain for control—but
\nabove all these these emotions there was an over riding desire to KEEP
\nlooking into those mesmerizing eyes. He couldn’t move.\u00a0 He struggled
\nagainst the control\u00a0 She seemed to have over his body, but to no avail.\u00a0 He
\ncontinued to gaze\u00a0 into the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen.<\/p>\n

“Good My pet, you already realize that you MUST look into my eyes.\u00a0 Deeper
\nand deeper into My eyes. And as you look it seems as though you are FALLING
\ninto My eyes and you cannot control that fall.\u00a0 Keep looking! Deeper and
\ndeeper.Keep looking into My eyes.”<\/p>\n

His gaze was transfixed.\u00a0 It seemed as if the emerald eyes of The
\nMistress Marquesa were ablaze–burning away his will to resist Her power.<\/p>\n

Her eyes seemed to grow ever larger, they were all he could see. They had
\nbecome his whole world.<\/p>\n

“Just keep gazing deeply into My eyes, My pet and soon, even you shall
\nlearn the truth…..just KEEP LOOKING\u00a0 ……deep….deep …. DEEP…..
\ninto My eyes.\u00a0 Deeper still …until My eyes and My voice are the only
\nthings that you can focus on …the only things\u00a0 matter to you…. even now
\nyou find yourself unable to look\u00a0 away…\u00a0 you try to resist…to avert my
\ngaze…but you cannot….I have captured your will….. look
\ndeeper….deeper…and surrender to Me.”<\/p>\n

His mind was now filled with fear. She was right !\u00a0 He could not look away
\nfrom Her eyes.\u00a0 Try as he might he was captured by the most beautiful,
\nhypnotic ,controlling ,eyes he had ever seen.\u00a0 What was happening to him ?
\nCould this be happening or was it only some kind of a dream?<\/p>\n

” Now , My little non-believer, Mistress Marquesa’s voice is the only
\nthing you can hear.\u00a0 Other sounds fade away.\u00a0 The only important thing for
\nyou is to listen to My sensual, controlling voice and to do exactly as I
\ncommand.\u00a0\u00a0 Do everything My voice tells you to do.\u00a0 My voice seems to come
\nfrom within your own mind.\u00a0 My beautiful, soothing voice, in fact ,is the
\nvoice of\u00a0 your very thoughts.\u00a0 My words ARE your thoughts.\u00a0 You must obey My
\nwords.\u00a0 You WILL obey My words. They are your own thoughts. Do not try to
\nresist.\u00a0 Obey Me.\u00a0 SURRENDER to ME.\u00a0 SURRENDER.”<\/p>\n

“Your words…..are….my..thoughts …..obey ….Your ….words….” his
\nvoice had become\u00a0 mechanical, distant, as if he could not even speak without
\nthe help of the Mystical Goddess before him.<\/p>\n

A beautiful smile crossed Her face, a smile of victory.\u00a0 This arrogant,
\nstupid ,\u00a0\u00a0 male, like so many others, had so easily fallen prey to Her
\nbeauty and power. He was a captive of the hypnotic spell, She had so skillfully
\nwoven. A moment ago he had been SURE men were superior beings and now he
\nwould do ANYTHING She desired.<\/p>\n

“Now, My pet, in your mind you will remain aware of what is going on BUT,
\nyour body will obey my every command.\u00a0 Nod if you understand.”<\/p>\n

He wanted to scream out, “NO, STOP ! You can’t do this to me, ” but his
\nhead merely\u00a0 nodded in agreement as if he no longer had any control over in
\n( and infact he did\u00a0 not).<\/p>\n

In the relative privacy of the adult room The Mistress was assured some
\ntime alone with Her new hypno-puppet, but She knew that in his inner mind
\nhe would be very afraid of being seen by others in this public place acting
\nas a slave in service to a woman,\u00a0 even a Female as beautiful as the
\nGoddess.\u00a0 His fear of humiliation\u00a0 was\u00a0 yet ANOTHER incentive to KEEP him
\nserving Her.<\/p>\n

She smiled , that evil knowing smile once again.<\/p>\n

Her voice was all sweetness but her commands were irresistible to him ” I
\nwant you to kneel down in front of Me and worship Me now.\u00a0 you can’t resist
\nMe , you know.\u00a0 you MUST kneel and worship Me.”<\/p>\n

He tried to ignore\u00a0 the command but found himself down on his knees gazing
\nup at\u00a0 his sexy new owner.<\/p>\n

Just then the door swung open and LaTisha, the clerk at the newsstand
\nburst in. His fear of others seeing his humiliation had come true. “I saw
\nyou two on the video surveillance camera.\u00a0 This guy has always
\nbeen an asshole!\u00a0 He treats me and the other girls that work\u00a0 here like
\nshit.\u00a0 How did you get him to serve you like this? My God just WHO ARE YOU?”<\/p>\n

Never surprised, The Magnificent One calmly responded, ” Oh , men just
\nseem to have a hard\u00a0 time resisting My charm, but you can control men too,
\ndear—would you
\nlike ME to show you?”<\/p>\n

LaTisha looked around, as if she were\u00a0 a spy, and opened the privacy door
\na bit.\u00a0 “Mary, I’m\u00a0 locking this door here for a few minutes.\u00a0 You run the
\ncash register.\u00a0 But keep the\u00a0 camera going—if you know what I mean.” She
\nwinked at her co-worker , then she twisted the thumb turn\u00a0 on the door lock.
\nThe comely cashier turned back to The Marquesa. ” Yes, please show
\nme—please.”<\/p>\n

The Marquesa reached out with Her hand ,\u00a0 placed a finger under the
\nhypnotized man’s chin,\u00a0 and lifted Her kneeling slave’s face , so his eyes
\nagain were\u00a0 again gazing\u00a0 into\u00a0 Hers. ” All females DESERVE to be
\nworshipped, don’t you agree, My little\u00a0 worm?” No mere male could resist the
\nerotic and hypnotic power of Her voice and eyes.<\/p>\n

He nodded in agreement, powerless to do anything else.<\/p>\n

“Kiss her feet!” The Mezmering Mistress Marquesa ordered.<\/p>\n

He fell ,belly down, on the grit covered\u00a0 floor and started licking the
\ndirty brown loafers that the woman was wearing.\u00a0 The leather shoes\u00a0 smelled
\nof the\u00a0 days\u00a0 hard work and sweat.<\/p>\n

LaTisha realized that The Marquesa would be able to extract revenge for
\nall the times this arrogant man had treated her with disrespect.\u00a0 She was
\nexcited by the prospect of gaining such power. “Bare feet, you asshole!”
\nLaTisha commanded, getting quickly into her new role.<\/p>\n

Like the hypnoslave he had so quickly become , he immediately\u00a0 removed her
\nshoes and socks and\u00a0 licked the pungent black feet she offered him.\u00a0 He was
\nbecoming more and\u00a0 more excited by the minute.\u00a0 His mind spun.\u00a0 Did he
\nreally ENJOY serving\u00a0 these two females?<\/p>\n

“Can I make him take his clothes off?”<\/p>\n

“Sure,” responded Marquesa, ” just order him to do it, and he will.”<\/p>\n

“Strip—you jerk-off.\u00a0 Lemme see what you got!”<\/p>\n

As he threw off his clothes as commanded , his large, now erect, cock
\nbounced in tribute to the two females, now ordering him about.<\/p>\n

LaTisha reveled in the new power The Goddess had given her, “Why don’t you
\nrub that dinky little cock while We watch?\u00a0 That’s it rub it.\u00a0 It doesn’t
\nmatter WHO is watching.\u00a0 It doesn’t matter HOW MANY people are watching.
\nYou HAVE to rub that puny little prick because I said so, don’t you?”<\/p>\n

Slowly his hand inched toward his cock , as if he was still struggling in
\nhis mind to stop this humiliation.\u00a0 A stranger and some store clerk were
\nordering him around like he was a baby.<\/p>\n

Closer…closer.<\/p>\n

Then he touched his own prick and all resistance ceased, he jerked and
\nrubbed , in tribute to these two Goddesses.\u00a0 He did just as commanded.<\/p>\n

Finally, a few short minutes later LaTisha laughed. “Stop it you asshole,
\nyou’re making me sick. STOP IT!”<\/p>\n

His hand dropped to his side.<\/p>\n

“LaTisha, why don’t you lower your skirt so we can show our boy just HOW
\nhis life has changed. Let’s show him EXACTLY how\u00a0 to worship a female
\nproperly.” And as the cute cashier dropped her skirt the Hypnotic Goddess
\npointed\u00a0 at LaTisha’s firm black , round cheeks.<\/p>\n

Her gesture being sufficient command, he crawled over to the ebony colored
\nass now exposed for\u00a0 him and reached up to fondle the warm soft flesh.<\/p>\n

“Understand , My little ass licker,” The Manipulating Mistress whispered,
\n“that as soon as you kiss LaTisha’s bare, black ass you will have completed
\na ritual of Goddess\u00a0 servitude and you will forever become a slave to Her
\ndesires.\u00a0 She will be\u00a0 able to command you and control you in all things.She
\nwill be your owner and Goddess and you will be Her slave for as long as She
\nwishes. ”<\/p>\n

He fought it, oh how he fought it but his lips drew closer and closer to
\nthe round , ripe globes before him.\u00a0 he somehow knew it was true ,that if
\nhe surrendered to this urge now, he would no longer be in control of his
\nown destiny, but he drew ever closer.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Her ass seemed to beckon him forward and Her soft warm skin was to
\ncompelling to resist.<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n

LaTisha laughed, ” Go ahead you little prick.\u00a0 Kiss My black ass and SEAL
\nyour slavery to ME.\u00a0 DO IT!”<\/p>\n

She glanced over her shoulder at the struggling mesmerized male as\u00a0 he
\ntouched her backside with his lips.<\/p>\n

Again, the almost electric shock ran through his body and he KNEW . The
\nMarquesa\u00a0 was right.\u00a0 LaTisha OWNED him.\u00a0 he WAS Her slave.<\/p>\n

Now he fell to his task with relish , fully understanding he role as a
\nslave.THIS was his true position.\u00a0 Kissing and licking.\u00a0 Worshipping.
\nObeying. Serving. he buried his face between Her cheeks and licked , the
\ntears of humiliation\u00a0 running down his pale cheeks.<\/p>\n

The Goddess had converted yet another stupid , arrogant male to the true
\nstatus he deserved, he had become the slave of a Female .\u00a0 A respectful,
\nsubmissive servant.<\/p>\n

This was as it should be.<\/p>\n

The Goddess had completed Her task. As The Marquesa prepared to leave She
\ntold LaTisha to visit Her with Her\u00a0 new toy later in the week for more
\ninstructions as to how to subjugate and\u00a0 control mere males, and the cashier
\nreadily agreed.<\/p>\n

Her eyes had been opened to a new role for Her and , with The Marquesa’s
\nhelp She counted on this being the first of MANY captives to Her will.<\/p>\n

While clothes were being located and retrieved The Grande Goddess Marquesa
\nremoved a black leather collar from Her purse and placed it around the
\nnow docile\u00a0 male’s neck. “This is a symbol of your servitude to all things
\nfeminine and Female , My pet.\u00a0 you must wear it from now on or LaTisha will
\npunish\u00a0 you.\u00a0 Understand?”<\/p>\n

“Yes My Goddesses,” he meekly responded.<\/p>\n

As the trio emerged from the locked room Marquesa looked up and broke into
\na musical laugh.\u00a0 Gathered around the newsstand’s security camera,\u00a0 watching
\nEVERY move was a crowd of ten or twelve customers. When the door\u00a0 opened,
\nthey broke into spontaneous applause!<\/p>\n

First Marquesa, then LaTisha bowed, in response to the applause and
\nlaughter, as if it was a standing ovation at the end of a Broadway
\nshow—and in a way it was.<\/p>\n

As The Goddess slid into the seat of her sports car She thought to
\nHerself, “that was fun.\u00a0 I should check the paper’s circulation more
\noften.”<\/p>\n

And She drove away, every eye in the shop following Her, until She
\ndisappeared in the distance.<\/p>\n

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