Tag: Emerald Eyes

The Driver

The envelope was on heavy stock suitable for a formal invitation, Inside was a card announcing a limousine service exclusively for executives visiting Southern California; also enclosed was a short, handwritten note that said simply “We’re so certain that you will want to use our services that we are offering you complimentary pick-up and full time limo service on your next trip. Please call MarquesaCo.” A number was printed on the bottom. Read more…

Cupid in Chains

 

         I first saw her shortly after I was elected Mayor of this Florida West Coach beach town. She was stunning in a bright pink sun dress that hugged her curves and showed her magnificent breasts and shapely legs to devastating effect. The desire began with that first glance, but I had no idea how intense it would become. It was a sunny day and she was wearing sunglasses, so I would only be hit by her piercing green eyes later, when we had dinner in the evening. Those witchy eyes on top of her exquisite face, luscious form, and gorgeous blond tresses were almost too much to bear.

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Fekrun’s Story (Mistress Marquesa’s Slave)

It was 6:00am and the slave was still lying on the mattress in a corner of the room when Mistress Marquesa walked into the room.  She wore a white sleeveless blouse and a white mini skirt which betrayed the flaming red underwear she had on.  With a pair of transparent short spiked heel ankle boots.

The slave rushed to greet her on all fours as he had been instructed to and went straight to kiss the toe of her pointed boots.

“Stop there and crawl slave, I hate to find you still in bed.”

“I am not in a whipping mood today, but you will suffer just the same.

Lie on your back slave.” She commanded. Read more…

Pilgrim in Time

A Goddess Marquesa Thanksgiving Adventure

            As a scientist, my training has prepared me to encounter the unusual. Even so, it was a shock when I saw myself walk through the door of my brother Irving’s home in the middle of Thanksgiving dinner. I had a wild, crazed look. Dark circles stood out under my eyes. I had lost weight. But it was unmistakably me. I recognized the lab coat that I wear in my work space at the University of West Florida.

            “Eugene!” Irving shouted as I barged into the family room where I was already seated at the groaning festive table. “There are two of you! Or one-and-a-half, anyway….”

            “I’m sorry,” interloper-me said, “I need to borrow myself for a minute.” Read more…

A New York Adventure

It was a typical late summer’s night in New York:  sultry, hot and humid.  It had just rained, but the night was clear now and the bright light of the Moon snuck down between the rooftops and kissed the glistening, wet streets.  As the special limo carrying my most beloved, adored, and worshiped Mistress Marquesa and myself, Her submissive, pliant, obedient, pink lingerie clad slave/slut girl Danielle careened downtown, I could see that the city was indeed alive, despite the obtrusive heat and very late hour. Read more…

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