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Written by Marquesa   
Tuesday, 15 June 2010 08:03

My ROBOTIC OBEDIENCE TO GODDESS MARQUESA

GODDESS MARQUESA  smiled contentedly. 

It pleased HER to know that -
thousands of miles away HER slave, HER sexual submissive , was being steadily robotised in accordance with HER program.  SHE knew that very evening - as instructed, HER slave sat, naked, caged, in front of his computer, playing training sessions SHE had selected with great care.  Over & over, each evening.  With every playing, his resistance [now merely subconscious, his conscious desire was to obey HER without question, to please HER - now firmly implanted as his primary role].  His repetitive chanting of HER lessons was having the desired – the intended – effect.  Like a Buddhist monk with a prayer wheel, HER slave was reducing himself to a euphoric state of hypnotic ecstasy in submission to HER will. 

My Chosen Stud (Entranced to Serve)

TOTAL SUBMISSION, TOTAL SURRENDER

It excited HER deliciously to know that the robotising procedure had now reached the stage where it was a self perpetuating process.  Automatic.  Just as SHE had imagined in HER more erotically charged fantasies.  From his earliest hypnotic surrender to HER will, SHE had planned each stage of his subjugation step by meticulous step.  Right now, at this very moment as SHE sat in the early morning sunshine enjoying HER coffee, HER slave was willingly [well, willingly now] reducing himself to that state of robotic obedience to HER will which SHE had always intended for him.  And herself.  It was the most exquisitely erotic situation SHE could ever have imagined.  HER physical arousal reflected the delighted turmoil & lickerishness, of pure sensual carnality and satiation.  SHE had not felt quite so – so sexy & sensitive for a long time.  Delicious! 

It had taken a couple of live sessions in addition to the carefully crafted personal video, to reduce this proud [arrogant maybe?] independent intelligent sensitive creation, to an automaton.  Self-hypnotised & sexually submissive [and how!] a fast-becoming robot slave.  Responding only to HER will.  HER command.  HER instruction.  Obeying instructions to the letter.  Then, reverting to ‘stand-by’ mode, awaiting HER next instruction.  It had escited HER almost beyond belief knowing that he was so responsive to HER will.  SHE had instructed him, HER slave, HER robot [almost] to behave as normal at all times – merely awaiting HER next command. 

Marquesa's Voluptuous Brainwashing Breasts


Those sessions of BDSM had been a real turn-on.  Making him remove his chastity tube [what a brilliant stroke that had been – his cock & balls in tight control – HER control, and his mind body & soul hers as a consequence]. 

She smiled, recalling his reported embarrassment at being discovered to be wearing the submissive device under his work overalls on the French working group.  How it had pleased HER to know of his extreme humiliation at the astonished surprise & inquisitiveness of the Frenchman observing this Englishman wearing such a strange contraption on his penis.  Perhaps it was some Protestant castigation or flagellation symbol?  It had pleased HER no end to know that HER authority was so complete. 

The BDSM sessions – even long-distance, had been very satisfying.  Making him masturbate to climax immediately. 

Hypnotic Pleasures and Pain

Then, always after his culmination - the acts of submission & obedience.  Pain.  Mixed with – leavened – enhanced by pleasure as SHE took him step by step deeper into HER thrall.  The authority SHE exerted.  He did love HER.  He adored HER.  As SHE had intended.  His very devotion, & desire – obsession – to please HER was the most delicious sensation. 

And that's what he was doing this very moment.  Half a world away.  Naked.  Still in his tube [shall I let him out for full moon at month-end?  We’ll see.]  Sitting in HER absolute thrall, self-programming himself as a robot.  HER robot.  Delicious. 


Lunar Lust


Mooned


Reporting when asked.  ONLY when asked.  No more torrent of emails.  Merely a regular progress report [as instructed] on his – HER robotisation process. 

Wicked Web



i am YOUR sexual submissive in training - and grateful

m.s.

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