It is a perfectly clear, crisp morning, just after sunrise. The sun is strong, but not too hot and a light, but refreshing breeze blows from offshore. i am up early, per Mistress Marquesa’s instructions, preparing Her a light, but hearty breakfast of fresh fruit juice, assorted fresh fruits sliced to Her liking, a fresh baked muffin and fresh coffee. As always, when I work in Mistress’s kitchen, I am naked save for a frilly apron, my leather cock and ball restraint and the obligatory nipple clamps and weights, which dangle freely from my budding tits, pulling them, shaping them and making them grow to Mistress’s delight and, naturally, my delight as well. my ass, which Mistress paid close attention to before She sent me to sleep the night before, sports an eye-catching redness, a reminder of the deliciously sharp spanking Mistress gave me before She ordered me to retire. The redness prickles with a soreness that sends waves of pleasure through me; anytime Mistress administers punishment, pain or attention of any kind to my body – Her exclusive property – the joy is most profound for me. Read more…
There is a triad of Mistress Marquesa’s videos that I have discovered and which have the most amazing and wonderful effect when watched in the appropriate, and obvious, order.
These recordings will not only set you on the path to being happily dominated by the Mistress and her Sacred Temple, they will see you through to the inevitable finish. Your utterly submissive need to worship. Watch these videos at your own risk. They will ensorcell you. They will transport you to that wonderful point of “No Return. “ I warn you out of personal compassion. I am totally besotted with the subject matter because of my frequent viewing of these videos. Read more…
I have written a review of Goddess Marquesa’s video “Eternal Love Spell” before, but as I was watching it for the thousandth time the other day a thought occurred to me that I feel compelled to share. As I surrendered to the Goddess’s mesmerizing trance, I felt the usual waves of intense pleasure wash through my body, mind and soul. The delight when She declares “My will is stronger than your will” is acutely poignant, I can always feel the truth of those words in my bones. Her will ravishes me, I can feel it pulling me apart and putting me back together again like a jigsaw. Then She notes matter-of-factly, in a gorgeous, lilting sing-song, “you loooooove Me.” It is an instant of utter joy and realization,the perfect marriage of thought, feeling and being. Her voice becomes the musical embodiment of my very experience. I don’t hear Her words in that moment, I am Her words. My identity is extinguished, and I am reduced to a throbbing, pulsating quantum of love-energy, a fire that is fueled by and composed of pure adoration of Goddess Marquesa. Read more…

Are You a woman? A Goddess?
No more or less
Than both the same
In one fair frame.
How could light so Divine
Sparkle and shine
But from a woman’s heart? Read more…

