Horn Doggies Training Lesson pt 1 (A Review)

Goddess Marquesa,
A review for You to peruse….
Goddess Marquesa’s body of work is inexplicably, unique, divine and indescribable, (like Her Own Body) but i am compelled to try… All of Marquesa’s recording are like a rare birthday gift. Each has its special allure for one to open it and try it out. However, one doesn’t have to unwrap Marquesa’s stupendously seducing selection to find out how amazing a marvel that they have received… they come unwrapped. Each selections salacious sexy content available with no more effort then pushing, play. Read more…

On the Couch

 “Youre trembling. Youve recently had a traumatic experience,” Doctor Weiss said.

        “Yes,” Robert replied.

        “Lets talk about it,” Weiss encouraged from behind where Robert lay. “Try to relax.” Read more…

Heat

 

It is strange how trivial and random the details that will change your life can be. It is one thing if a runaway truck or a hurtling meteor reorders your world, but entirely another when your existence is transformed by something as bizarrely out-of-place as a travel brochure left carelessly in a dentist’s office. I know my dentist could not have placed it there on purpose, he had not provided his patients with anything but outdated issues of the same three magazines in the twenty years that I had been his patient. Some other visitor must have been holding it in hand when the receptionist called, and idly set it down on the side table by the chair in which I would soon sit. Read more…

Spellbound

This exquisitely enticing and excitingly erotic story is a collaboration.  The story was conceived and produced by Goddess Marquesa, and it was put to paper by pawnofMarquesa.  Of the story, Goddess Marquesa says, “This is a story that I feel no matter what one’s hypnotic erotic fantasies of domination are… All will enjoy it.”  “I liked this story so much I applauded!!! :)”    We think you will too!

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Pilgrimage

As I drove my rental car into the entrance of the well-groomed Southern Californian gated community my heart pounded. I had dreamed of this encounter for years. Now that it was about to happen, the reality threatened to overwhelm me. I struggled to maintain an even grip on the steering wheel as I piloted the car to the house I sought, past neatly trimmed lawns and ducks floating in picturesque ponds.

I don’t remember arriving at the house or parking the car. Somehow I found myself on her stoop, and knocked on her door. One minute passed. Then two. Finally a sound…footsteps. The door opened, and my heart stopped beating. Read more…

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