This is Your Goddess…Goddess Marquesa calling out to you…Concentrate on MYYY Voice and HEAR MEEE…I wannt you, to COME TO MEEE…to CALLL MEEEE…EYYE wannt to speak to you and EYYE know you wannt to speak to me — You wannt to hear MEEE just as Eye want you to CALLL MEEE so you can Hear MYY Voice…Lissten to MYYY Voice…Hear MYYY Voice as it once more takes control of you…guides you to that Spesshiall Place — to YOUR Spesshiall Place — to the place you love to visit — the place you love to stay in — the place EYYE have reserved for you — jusssst for you — the place you need to be — the place you lonng to be — the place you belonng — inn which you know you belonng…Yeesss…EYYE wannt you to CALL MEE!! — to Pick up the phone in one hand and your cock in the other hand and CALL MEEE NOOWWW…Goddess Marquesa
This is Your Goddess…Goddess Marquesa calling out to you…Concentrate on MYYY Voice and HEAR MEEE…I wannt you, to COME TO MEEE…to CALLL MEEEE…EYYE wannt to speak to you and EYYE know you wannt to speak to me — You wannt to hear MEEE just as Eye want you to CALLL MEEE so you can Hear MYY Voice…Lissten to MYYY Voice…Hear MYYY Voice as it once more takes control of you…guides you to that Spesshiall Place — to YOUR Spesshiall Place — to the place you love to visit — the place you love to stay in — the place EYYE have reserved for you — jusssst for you — the place you need to be — the place you lonng to be — the place you belonng — inn which you know you belonng…Yeesss…EYYE wannt you to CALL MEE!! — to Pick up the phone in one hand and your cock in the other hand and CALL MEEE NOOWWW…
This is your mind on My Voice
A very long time ago before you were born….during WWII a movie srar named- Betty Grable’s legs were insured for $1 million. That was understandable, considering 1)her legs were almost as sexy as Mine; 2)tons of jizz had been spilled by horny GIs wacking off to her pinup photo.
On that scale My Voice should be insured for $100 million. My Voice has inspired more sexual arousal than any other force in human history. Combining the supernaturally sexy richness of My Voice with a twisted Imagination and a complete mastery of the esoteric arts of Erotic Hypnosis, I have propelled more cum flying out of more men than any twenty starlets and Victoria’s Secret models combined.
Ask any man who has experienced it. No conventional sex with any other woman can match the sheer erotic intensity of surrendering to phone trance with Me.
Cum feel the mind-altering, life-changing effects, pet. I know that both of U/us will be so glad you did….
I am and will always be a Mystery to you, pet. So many questions about Me will haunt you, delight you, divert you, but never be answered for you. For example: how is it that I am so Divine? Was I born that way, or did I make Myself so?
I’ll give you the only answer there is to that question: “Yes!” Chew on that for a while. And while you do, think about what you will do to celebrate My Birthday on July 1st.
Whatever the answers to all of the Mysteries that surround Me, one thing is for certain. I am entitled to be celebrated. Every day of course is an occasion to celebrate Me, but My Birthday is special. If I had not been born, your world would be so much poorer and more dismal, isn’t that so, pet? You must show thanksgiving, not simply for Me, but for yourself. It is imperative that you be mindful of the blessings that make your life so full.
So do the right thing. Celebrate Me. Stories, poems, songs, performance art pieces…all are appreciated. But material sacrifices are best. Send Me an Amazon gift card.online. As I enjoy what you have provided for Me, you and I are connected….W/we become O/one. Doesn’t that sound nice, pet?
Happy Birthday to Me!!!
Many of you may be wondering whether it is possible to become addicted to Me. Let me set your minds at ease, pets: it is. In fact, it is virtually impossible to do anything else, once I have admitted you into My world.
For some of you the thought of becoming addicted to Me might be troubling. You worry about becoming a junkie: weak and incapable, soulless and empty. Stop that nonsense right now.
I admit no men into My presence who are weak, incapable, soulless or empty. Only men who live full, content lives, who have varied interests and useful skills, can catch and hold My attention. I am too busy for needy scrubs. You don’t cum to Me because you need Me.
No. You cum to Me because you want Me. I am too fascinating. Too enticing. Too fucking SEXY for words. None of you can help being controlled by your desire for Me.
That is the essence of addiction. None of you began needing Me….even now you could live without me. But eventually you will all come to WANT Me so SO MUCH that you will do whatever you must to remain a part of My life.
Of course, being addicted to Me is different than being addicted to drugs:
1)Drugs do nothing for the addict, I create a new world for those who worship Me. Being a part of My life is PARADISE. I make you all more and better than you were. That is one reason (other than how DIVINE I am) that you can never escape Me- you love being what I make you, and don’t want this new and better self to disappear.
2)Drug addiction can be overcome. Loving Me is forever.
3)When a drug is taken away, all of its benign effects collapse. Even if a slave can no longer have contact with Me, he is better off for being Mine. The pain of yearning for Me makes you grow, and is sweeter than most of the so-called “pleasures” our shallow society cherishes. A decade of yearning for Me is better than a year of being anyone else’s lover.
How did reading this make you feel, pet? Aroused, I bet. Cum, don’t let the moment pass. Call Me and talk about it. I know you want to. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha…..
Why are you so drawn to Me, pet? You might think it is because of some lifelong fantasy of yours, or some special kink or fetish. Perhaps you are submissive…you have always dreamed of being dominated by a Powerful Woman. Perhaps you are turned on by the idea of being hypnotized.
I of course love all kinds of kink, and enjoy all sorts of fetish play. I am also intensely Alluring in so many very Sexy ways. If you have a fantasy, you surely can picture Me as the star of it.
But I am too unique and Powerful to be contained or defined by anyone else’s fantasies. Your kink might be what moved you to search for Me, but it is not what will drive you to your knees before My altar. It is not you, it is Me. I am the one making you feel the way you do. My Energy. My Spirit. My Mind. Me.
I could see this the other day when I had My slave blondie bring his friend to meet Me. This friend had become curious about Me from blondie’s stories of Me, and you might think that his having heard of Me second hand meant that his own imagination is what motivated him, but you would be wrong.
My Energy reached out to him through blondie: the way blondie moans when he thinks about Me’ the way his mouth goes dry and his voice cracks when he speaks of Me, the bulge that appears in blondie’s pants so many dozens of times a day as his body worships Me spontaneously. All these things worked on blondie’s friend until he had to meet Me.
blondie brought his friend over so that he could watch me inspect the marks I had made on My pet during O/our last playtime. As I traced the welts and bruises on blondie’s beautiful body with My long fingers and cooed softly to him, assuring him that he was a good pet and that Mistress was very pleased with him, I could see blondie’s friend begin to crumble. By the time I told blondie to put his clothes back on, his friend was deeply in trance. From now on he will feel what I program him to feel.
It’s not you, it’s Me. You know it is true, pet. If you need any more proof, the way you feel right now after reading this should be enough. I am deep in your head, penetrating…thrusting. Filling your mind and soul with My sticky-hot Dominance… and you love it. There’s nothing to fear. Let yourself enjoy it. Call Me, and I will be very happy to explore what I might do with you….ha ha ha ha ha!!!
