WATCH

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AUTHOR’S NOTE:
This story 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.

 

From the moment you saw it, you knew that WATCH was meant to be all yours. You’ve never felt so absolutely certain about anything. Everything in your heart and soul and gut insistently screamed that WATCH must only belong to you alone. Only you should have it. Read more…

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

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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…

A Change on a Friday Night in Vegas

There are no side streets in Las Vegas but Scott turned a corner and there seemed to be less neon and blinking lights. He spied an entrance with a simple painted sign that said “The Marquesa’s Crystal Palace.” And displayed on boards on either side of the entrance were photos of some very beautiful women …

Scott was what you would call a hell raiser. A hard drinker, he often got into fights when he was drunk and won most of them. He also liked to push women around after he had had a drink or two . . . and tonight, he felt like a drink or two ….

Once inside Scott took a seat at a table and looked quickly at the menu placed there, hardly noticing the imprint: “The Crystal Palace, A MarquesaCo Enterprise.”

…. of course even if he had noticed he wouldn’t have known what it meant anyway. Read more…

Marquesa The Vampire Slayer

They were certainly an unusual trio. The First – because She is always the First! – Was The Magnificent Mysterious Mesmerizing Mistress Marquesa de Sade, our Heroine, dressed in a long black, low cut, form fitting, curve-clinging dress. Her perfect face, matchless form and unusual grace turned heads as they walked into the Fetish Ball. Read more…

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