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.
Inspired by Goddess Marquesa
- Author name:
- Anonymous
- Publish date:
- July 3rd, 2025
- Discussion:
- No Comments
POSTSCRIPT
Five minutes after receiving Her command, and exactly as Marquesa had ordered, Her inadvertent dinner host feels waking consciousness gradually returning. Foggily, he emerges from his dream, his eyes flutter open, his vision and equilibrium begin to restore themselves, and, sluggishly, he begins to gather his wits. At present, everything he sees seems to be taking place in slow motion. Looking reflexively to his left where Marquesa had just been sitting, he dully notes that the place next to him had been set for dinner and, apparently, used, because Her dessert dish hasn’t yet been picked up. Next, his glance falls on his own dessert dish, which remains untouched. Upon seeing it, he looks around to catch a glance at whomever must have been seated next to him. In the distance, he catches the briefest glimpse of the interesting lady who had invited him earlier to join Her in the corner as She passes out of view, and the moment he lays his eyes on Her, his mind quickens, and, simultaneously, a sudden inner voice commands him to pay the meal bill. Read more…
- Author name:
- Goddess Marquesa
- Publish date:
- June 26th, 2025
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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?
- Author name:
- pawnofMarquesa
- Publish date:
- June 9th, 2025
- Discussion:
- 1 Comment
Cougar Hunting
A story in honor of Goddess Marquesa’s birthday on July 1
“Look, mate! It’s the Blonde Bombshell! And tonight she’s alone,” Paul said, in what I had learned was a North London accent. He and I had met as freshman roommates at the University of West Florida. I was from the Midwest, he was from the UK, but we hit it off right away. We had a lot in common. Both of us had good looks and a way with the ladies. Both of us had an aversion to studying and a love for the party-hard lifestyle of our much richer classmates.
Our careers as undergraduates didn’t last, but our friendship did. After washing out of college we both stayed in Florida. It had good weather and was full of lonely, wealthy retirees. Paul and I drifted naturally into careers as local gigolos. We would frequently run across each other in the swankier beach side hotels, which were the best venues for “Cougar Hunting.” Read more…
- Author name:
- Anonymous
- Publish date:
- May 26th, 2025
- Discussion:
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“Veerrry Goood!!!…YOUR RESPONSE GREATLY..PLEASES MEE!” She gives his cock an extra sensual squeeze to punctuate Her message. Never hurts to leave him with a little positive reinforcement, She thinks. But now, time to cease projecting Her Powwerr and move on. Without taking off Her gloves, She starts to remove Her napkin from Her lap, but then She pauses, as a thought comes to Her. She turns toward Her subject. “EYYE am going to leave now,” She transmits. “Farewell, My Pet. You have PLEASE!d MEE! more than you can know. Read more…