Tag: Collared

TRYING TO TAME HER

Marquesa worked her hands down his back, squeezing the muscles, kneading away the tension.  He lay on the massage table, a white fluffy towel wrapped around his waist.  She sighed as her fingers dug in.  She hoped he would tell her that she could stop soon.  Her hands were sore.  Until then she would keep going.  She had to.  He owned her. Read more…

Valentine’s Day Vision

As I reached into my mail box I was pleasantly surprised to find a rather dazzling card. The envelope was Candy Apple Red, glossy and was covered with glittery flakes. As I picked it up the flakes seem to stick to my skin and glisten even brighter than before. The return address was an  interesting one:

 

My Obsequious one

In Obedience to Me

Thralldom, CA Slave

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Liar! Liar!

The Magnificent Marquesa de Sade finished with Her morning workout trimming the rounded hips and firming Her sinewy legs accentuated by Her exquisite calf muscles arched by Her lovely feet inserted in the smooth calfskin 4″ stiletto high heels. She was indeed a leg fetishist’s dream cum true!

It was Monday morning and the phones rang with the yelping desperation of baying dogs panting for a chance to worship their Mesmerizing Mistress. Marquesa’s trained puppies loved to be collared, leashed and trained by her! Read more…

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