During the course of Her career, our Glorious Glamorous Goddess has amassed a league of slut slaves who are both loyal and totally committed to seeing that She lives a life full of material and physical pleasures. That She was able to accomplish this is not at all surprising as She is a Gorgeous Dominant Female well versed in using Her Superior Mental and Physical Attributes. As Her Queendom grew, the Mistress realized that it was up to Her to give it order. A Queendom without structure would be chaos. To this end the Mistress established a cabinet comprised of Her most trusted sluts of the Round Table because She treated each of Her toys (yes – they are Her toys) fairly and equally.
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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 road stretched out ahead as the shoes began their repetitive striking of the pavement. The air crisp and cooly filling his nostrils and lungs. Perfect weather to stretch the legs and push a bit harder today. As the sun sank down, down off the edge of the horizon leaving the dusk to keep the road lit, thoughts turned to the day before. Her brown eyes glanced up at him. She had been pulling a friday night piece of pizza from the box. Her expression mostly unchanging as she said, “no, you’re right.” It was one of those moments. A moment that was inevitable. There was a small voice inside him that said, “I know she’s gonna say Yes, when you’re not around I miss you and it’s totally different. “But she didn’t. She said what his heart thought she would say. The running shoes dug harder into the asphalt.
In one of the most thrilling passages of Her audio trance,
