The I’s Have it

NO PART(S) OF THIS WORK, NOR THE WORK IN ITS ENTIRETY, MAY BE COPIED, STORED, ALTERED, OR TRANSMITTED BY ANY MEANS WITHOUT THE EXPRESSED, WRITTEN PERMISSION OF THE COPYRIGHT HOLDER.

Author’s note: This story is dedicated to the fascinating, fearsome, friendly, fiendish, fantastic, frustrating, flamboyant, and ferocious GODDESS MISTRESS MARQUESA. It should not be read: by any minor; by anyone, ethically, legally, morally, religiously, or personally (for some other reason(s)) prohibited or proscribed from doing so; or by any person fearful of the concept of female influence/control/domination or uncomfortable with the topic of hypnotic (or any other form(s) of) mind control or both.

I did not know where I was. I didn’t know how I arrived here. I did not know what year this was. I did know one thing. I am MISTRESS MARQUESA. I knew all I needed to know. Read more…

Long Island Iced Tea

 

Mike had come home from Seattle to see his new stepmother. Not that he didn’t love his dad, but he hadn’t been home in over two years. With his law practice and social calendar he was just always too busy, it seemed. But then came the call from his father in which it was revealed that he had married the housekeeper, Melanie, who had been hired only a month earlier. Mike figured that the young woman was just trying to ace him out of his father’s will and assumed he could come home, have little trouble convincing his father that this marriage was a mistake, and have it quickly annulled. That would make him once again the sole beneficiary of the will. Since his mother had died he had been the only one in the will, which was “just as it should be.” Read more…

The Herb Stringer’er…Cowie Herd Show

 

You’ve heard the show . . . it’s on one of those radio satellite networks that links radio stations across the country. His is a morning show and he is known for his guests who are usually strippers and radio hangers-on and such. You know him . . . he’s Herb Stringer.

To introduce the show to his new Los Angeles outlet, the network moved his show to their studios for the week. Cowie Herd, his female sidekick, and Jermain, the jerk dude-they all were there. Along with the assortment of entertainment types-out-of-work actors, dancers and singers-Herb had invited the Marquesa to be a guest on his show. Read more…

The Haunting

 
My lovely wife Luisa and I had looked forward to our vacation. We had been married for nearly three yearsand hadn’t had a real vacation during that time.

We saved for our vacation and looked at what seemed to be hundreds of travel brochures. We studied Florida, Bali, France, Germany, Italy and the rest of Europe, Jamaica, Rio, Africa . . . even Nepal. We considered scuba diving, sun bathing, dancing, museums, mountain climbing and safaris. All these were interesting but none of them really captured our imagination.

Finally we received a flyer in the mail from Occult Vacations. It promised a tour of Northern England’s haunted castles. I guess in the process of our search we had made all the mailing lists. Read more…

MESMER MUSK

it was the end of the party and he was  all alone. Just as he had arrived, alone. As he piercingly felt it had always been, even so depressingly he was entirely, altogether, and solely and completely alone. He was all by himself in what had been the largest and loudest New Year’s Eve party he’d ever attended all by himself alone. Read more…

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