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A Clinical Appointment – Part 2

The alarm was screaming at me to get up and give it a sedative, but i couldn’t. Everything was so confusing, so muddled and I didn’t even remember taking off my clothes….scary. “i need to start drinking less” i muttered to no one in particular. i rolled out of the bed, falling on the floor. Now i could put that alarm out of its misery.

 

i stumbled toward the bathroom. i picked up my watch, checked the date, Wednesday July 1st…why was that date important? Wednesday!!! What happened to Saturday through Tuesday. “Arrrrgghh!” i moaned.

What happened? Read more…

A Clinical Appointment

Disclaimer: In this story a fictional character engages in the unethical behavior of using drugs to gain control of an unsuspecting subject.
I do not condone such behavior or actually utilize it with My potential slaves. I enjoyed the story enough to publish it; because it is a fairly common fantasy and as a fantasy that’s cool with Me. 😉 It is a fantasy for entertainment purposes, for many of you who may have long time fantasized about such wantonly wicked things.

 

The new clinic had just opened down the street. I drove past it for weeks and never saw anyone enter or exit the building. There was however a beautiful blue  1965 Corvette Stingray convertible in the same space each day.

It was the car that drew me in! That beautiful blue, white top, black leather seats, and a walnut steering wheel. Oh the engine, if only I could see and hear it…a big block V-8 427…

Oh that car could fly.  Read more…

A New Beginning, to Serve Marquesa

As I knocked I heard a giggle, or maybe a wicked smile breaking forth through the silence.

“Come in, I have been waiting for you. Because today is going to be a new beginning for you, my pup-pet,” Cooed Marquesa.

 

I entered warily, not knowing what to expect. My heart was bashing against my chest so loud that i could barely hear M’Lady’s commands. Stunned into silence by the beauty of Marquesa as she revealed herself from out of the corner. My knees went weak. i fell to the ground and knelt before Her glorious presence. my mind was aflutter with thoughts of unworthiness. Suddenly my world stopped as the cool, calming presence of Her velvety soft hand lifted my chin upwards. i was now staring into Marquesa’s glorious green gaze! Blissful revelation danced between my nerve endings.

The longer i stared, the more i realized that only Marquesa could make my mind dance so beautifully! First a tango, then a foxtrot and ended with wickedly wonderful waltz of wonderment. Then She let my chin go and my head bowed in subservience to Her, awaiting Her next wish.

A flashing finger pointed to Her toes and i began kissing, licking, and lightly sucking each toe till She shooed me away.

“To the room slut…  I want you naked in position one before I get there!” She decreed. “Oh and by the way, I have an outfit for you, it will define who you are and always will be when you are in my presence!”

i crawled down the narrow, dimly lit hallway. Knees aching from the tile, mind a blur from Her dominance over me. i began thinking why, oh why was i even here. This is going to be my demise i just know it.

As i turned the corner i could see a black box on Her Altar. i stripped off my clothes, folded them and neatly placed them in the corner with whatever will i had left. i was Hers, not just in fantasy but in reality. Marquesa owned me, She had always known it, i just wasn’t ready to accept my fate.

Kneeling near the altar i got into position One, back and head straight, palms up, eyes down, mouth shut and mind completely open. Waiting for what seemed like an eternity, i dimly heard the click of Her heels on the tile. Then slowly something was being dragged on the floor by her side, a whip, or crop? The clicking became louder, i have to say that is one of the most seductive sexy sounds i have ever heard. i knew that with each click, Marquesa was coming closer to implementing Her will over mine. i wasn’t forced, this is a violation of my rights… Rather it is an enlightenment of my being, realizing my purpose here on earth… being Her slave. i don’t know if She knew this, but could i hide anything from Her…heck i had a hard time surprising Her with gifts. i digress…

Marquesa strolled into the room. Her crop caressed my arm, sliding across my shoulder, up my neck across my cheek and stopped in front of my lips. “Kiss my crop!” She demanded. i kissed and kissed. “Enough, face to the ground. I don’t want you to see your surprise till I can see the look on your face when you embrace this lovely gift I am bestowing on you.”

“Thank You Marquesa! Thank You for this privilege!” i stuttered.

Marquesa giggling, “Privilege, yes, that is just how you will think of it as from now on…”

i heard the rustling of paper as She opened the box. There was an enticing aroma, quite feminine, but pleasant. “Turn and embrace your new life… slave!” Marquesa’s words were so powerful and arousing that i became rock hard complicating my turning to face my new destiny.

“Head up and look at your new outfit, your Maid’s outfit! Or I should be more accurate, your French Maids dress, corset, hat, gloves and heels!” She wickedly laughed.

i was crushed. i didn’t know what to think. me in a frilly, tight French Maids outfit with matching shoes and gloves. my will was gone, but i was completely aroused, Marquesa had me completely. She had taken my will, my body and mind and made them Her’s. She controlled what i thought, how i reacted and now what i wore and my occupation. i was now becoming a permanent part of Her world and She loved it!

“Well, my little girly-boy, put it on… mustn’t keep your Goddess waiting.” She snickered. “What’s the matter? Don’t you know how to put on your outfit? Well, I can help with that… In fact it would be My pleasure to lace you up!”

The corset was tight and pinched, the shoes were unbearable too small, too high, and much too wobbly. The gloves fit, the hat was too small, the nylons felt wonderful, but were tight in all the wrong places. The dress fit me and made Marquesa laugh and sigh with how i had been completely changed to becoming Her’s.

As Marquesa explained the intricacies of my cleaning duties, my clouded mind finally became clear. As i wobbled to the laundry room to get the bucket and rags to hand mop the floor, i saw the light. i saw the most beautiful scenario, it was unimaginable, but there it was right in front of me.

Instantly my demeanor changed. i began to whistle a little tune as i got down on my hands and knees and scrubbed Her bathroom floor. i was serving Marquesa! i was her domestic! She picked me to scrub Her floors, dust her furniture, do Her laundry…. i was Maid to Serve Marquesa!

Now every time i visit Marquesa, She has a “honey do list” for Her French Maid. It usually has me on my knees scrubbing the floors, which i believe it my place in Her world. Maybe i could surprise Her by learning French, or how to cook French Cuisine…

 

Trick or Treat?

As I got older Halloween became less and less inviting, but more captivating. Let me explain, you see I grew up in a neighborhood where you could trick or treat for blocks and most of the houses participated. They did it right! Big candy bars, m&m’s, homemade treats (from people we knew), even dollar bills.

My friends and I had established an usual route that we ventured off to every Halloween just before dusk. It started at my friend George’s house, because he was the most centrally located. We circled each of the ten blocks as fast as we could, then go back to the houses that offered the best candy, switching up our costumes a little. Yes, we were sneakily little candy hounds. Read more…

REVIEW FOR THE VIDEO “LEADING YOU ON”

LED ON

“i just watched a very powerful and mind blowing video from Goddess Marquesa called “Leading You On” . It is a painful and pleasurable experience that i believe is exactly what each submissive needs. Marquesa’s trance brings you to a deep, mind numbing, place of total peaceful relaxation and openness. You are willing to be guided and molded into Her puppet, Her play toy.
Just when your heart is longing to be totally Marquesa’s. She leads you to a place where you just want to, NO, need to follow Her…. no matter what She requires or desires of you. Then the fun begins! Marquesa’s blissful teasing and tormenting will have you into a frenzied obedience desiring to please Her. You heart will scream for more as you will be taken to new and glorious heights… Begging Marquesa to allow you to become Her object of amusement…
Once you get to this point you still have about a third of the video to still view…. The ending, ohhhh the ending! i’m not one to spoil a movie, but i’ll say this you’ll reach a pinnacle that few men have endured…”

Blessings Goddess Marquesa! You are a shinning light who’s beauty burns into the souls of those whom You choose to privilege with a glance of Your emerald eyes! Once again Thank You for leading me on!

*Oh, and as You slap my face (even though i may shrink back from Your power) i turn the other cheek for twice the pain/pleasure…

At Your feet,

puppy-pete

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