Entries by jarod whitestaff

THE GAME

CHAPTER #1

Louise’s life hadn’t been a walk in the park on easy street over beds of roses. But with all the ups and downs she’d had to cross-country ski over and the hoops she’d jump through in her lifetime, never had she been even anywhere near as vexed as she was now perpetually frustrated beyond measure. And the source of her seemingly interminable aggravation being the man she’d given her heart to made it all the worse. If her girlfriends comments were an accurate gauge, as husbands go, Archie seemed to be in large part one of the better than average Joes. But there was that one hurdle that she just could not overcome. No matter how often she tried to get around it or what brand spanking newfangled tactic or strategy she used to eliminate it, that apparently insurmountable obstacle was still there. This bloody bane of her existence was infinitesimally close to making her scream her lungs out while pulling out each strand of her luxurious hair by the roots. Read more…

WHAT A RIDE Part 2

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NO PART(S) OF THIS WORK, NOR THE WORK IN ITS ENTIRETY, MAY BE: ALTERED; COPIED; EXCERPTED; REPRODUCED; STORED IN ANY TYPE OF INFORMATION STORAGE AND/OR RETRIEVAL SYSTEM; TRANSMITTED; OR USED IN ANY OTHER WAY(S) BY ANY MEANS SUCH AS DESKTOP PUBLISHING, ELECTRONIC, MECHANICAL, PHOTOCOPYING, RECORDING, OR ANY OTHER METHOD NOT EXPLICITLY STATED IN THIS DISCLAIMER WITHOUT THE EXPRESSED PERMISSION OF THE COPYRIGHT HOLDER.

AUTHOR’S NOTE:
This story is dedicated to the devastating, delightful, delicious, developed, delectable, devilish, dominating GODDESS MISTRESS MARQUESA DE SADE.  It should not be read by any minor.  It should not be read by anyone who is ethically, legally, morally, religiously, or personally {for any reason(s)} prohibited or proscribed from doing so.  It should not be read by anyone who is fearful of, or uncomfortable with, the subject of feminine influence/control/domination/superiority/supremacy/inspiration or the topic of mind control in any of its forms or both.

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WHAT A RIDE

DISCLAIMER:
NO PART(S) OF THIS WORK, NOR THE WORK IN ITS ENTIRETY, MAY BE: ALTERED; COPIED; EXCERPTED; REPRODUCED; STORED IN ANY TYPE OF INFORMATION STORAGE AND/OR RETRIEVAL SYSTEM; TRANSMITTED; OR USED IN ANY OTHER WAY(S) BY ANY MEANS SUCH AS DESKTOP PUBLISHING, ELECTRONIC, MECHANICAL, PHOTOCOPYING, RECORDING, OR ANY OTHER METHOD NOT EXPLICITLY STATED IN THIS DISCLAIMER WITHOUT THE EXPRESSED PERMISSION OF THE COPYRIGHT HOLDER.

AUTHOR’S NOTE:
This story is dedicated to the devastating, delightful, delicious, developed, delectable, devilish, dominating GODDESS MISTRESS MARQUESA DE SADE.  It should not be read by any minor.  It should not be read by anyone who is ethically, legally, morally, religiously, or personally {for any reason(s)} prohibited or proscribed from doing so.  It should not be read by anyone who is fearful of, or uncomfortable with, the subject of feminine influence/control/domination/superiority/supremacy/inspiration or the topic of mind control in any of its forms or both.
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VICTORIOUS . . . Part 2


… as Part 1 ended …
“Bring this troublesome man to ME,” MARQUESA DE SADE commanded. The final details were ironed out and the call was concluded.

and Part 2 begins …

During MAGNIFICENT, MERCILESS GODDESS MISTRESS MARQUESA DE SADE’S conversation with the humble pie-eating High Arch-Queen of the May (who only recently also had taken up the fine and necessary art of breakfasting, lunching, dining, and snacking upon ‘Corvus brachyrhynchos’ or ‘C. corone’) from time to time SHE glanced over at the slave whose mundane, minutely minuscule, mere male, mindless mentality SHE had been terrorizing and toying with. On a couple of occasions SHE spied a self-confident smile fleeting across his face. “Now he has evidence that his deduction was correct. So, he seems to be so satisfied with himself. he probably fancies himself to be an anakim-sized-in-ability angakok of the walk,” SHE mused. MAGICAL MISTRESS MARQUESA determined SHE would have none of this. It was HER right, HER duty, HER honor, HER prerogative, and HER pleasure to put the brakes and kibosh on, call a halt to, ring the chimes of, ring down the curtain upon, and put a stop to this runaway express train of infernal and infantile insanity in its tracks right now! Read more…

VICTORIOUS

NO PART(S) OF THIS WORK, NOR THE WORK IN ITS ENTIRETY, MAY BE ALTERED, COPIED, STORED, TRANSMITTED, OR USED WITHOUT THE EXPRESSED, WRITTEN PERMISSION OF THE COPYRIGHT HOLDER.

Author’s note: This story is dedicated to the indomitable, indecipherable, and indefatigable GODDESS MISTRESS MARQUESA DE SADE. It should not be read by any minor. Nor should it be read by anyone who is ethically, legally, morally, religiously, or personally (for any other reason(s)) prohibited or proscribed from doing so. Neither should it be read by any individual who is, to any degree, fearful of or uncomfortable with the subject of female supremacy or the topic of mind control (in any of its genres) or both.

In the challenging cosmos of competition, a competitor frequently feels compelled to raise said combatant’s level of competitiveness when the aforementioned challenger is competing against the reigning champion. It is even so in the erotic world of professional domination. In fictional stories set in the Old West of the United States, irrespective of the tale’s medium of communication, a gunfighter often seeks to make his or her reputation by calling out the current fastest gun alive. So it is in the realm of those who earn the upper crust of the daily bread all humans seek to possess by sensually stimulating and subsequently bending others to their wily and willful wills. Read more…

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