DESPERATION

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Author’s note: This story is dedicated to the enticing, enigmatic, entrancing, energetic, and ensorcelling GODDESS MISTRESS MARQUESA DE SADE. It 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.

Many are they who yearn, who need, who seek, and who strive with all their mortal might to reach either or both of these tantalizingly tempting treasures:

#1. To acquire any iota of the alluring attention span of MISTRESS MARQUESA.

#2. To spend any time at all in the provocative, professorial, pixilating presence of HER HYPNOTIZING HIGHNESS. Read more…

A desperate submissive male meets the Magnificent Marquesa

I went to the office. I thought it was an ordinary day and was going to be like the rest. Little did I know that it would be a day that would change my life forever.

The day began normally enough, and at lunch time I took a walk on the promenade. All the women on this hot balmy day were really making me horny. I spotted one of those New Reality newspapers at the newsstand. On the cover was a picture of a gorgeous, sensuous Dominatrix. I drifted off into daydream land, thoughts of my secret past desires— to be at the mercy of a headstrong wild beauty welled up in me. Read more…

LADY KRYSTAL’S GUEST HOUSE

He was exhausted from so much walking, the tourist center people had taken his details and booked him into a little guest house.

He was a little worried because he had stayed at guest houses before in England and found those who offered “A peaceful stay in our family home” to be utter control freaks, wanting to know everything about their “Guest” (Really victim) and acting like the person filling their pockets by paying for this “Nosey parker” torture,
probably undeclared as taxable income-was some kind of alien. The images from the British comedy “League of Gentleman” of the “Local Shop” proprietress came to mind “Don’t touch the pretty things” when the “Pretty things” in question were usually bought cheaply from some dreadful second hand store. The woodworm ridden “Tastefully polished teak desk” was probably some worm ravaged veneered pinewood nightmare bought from some dump with a name like “Reminisces” for five English pounds. Read more…

THE KAVERN OF LADY KRYSTAL

She had never mentioned it to him before, but his girlfriend cum fiancée started seriously criticising his hairstyle–or rather his hair’s lack of style. Until recently, whenever he wanted it cut, he went to a dull male barber who shore his locks into bristles. “I could sweep yards with your head” she started saying “I want you, nooo, neeed you to be a bit more stylish or I’ll need to think about things. I never wanted a knuckleheaded lug for a boyfriend.”

For a while, he didn’t dare cut it. In the meantime, she regularly had her hair styled, more than before in fact. And there was a strange dreaminess about her when she got back from her mammoth sessions at her salon. though her hair was lovely, did it really need 5 hours to get into that state of loveliness? Read more…

DESIGNING WOMEN

The divine Goddess Keyholder MARQUESA always had her lingerie custom made.   The beautiful, soft, frilly, fetching, feminine fripperies which adorned & highlighted her adorable form had been made for years by a specialist lingerie designer.

Her relationship with her lingerie designer was, by its very nature, closely personal – an intimate bond.  The designer, Evelyn, a woman much like herself, was successful, confident, assured, calm – commanding even.  Evelyn was about 40, again, close to MARQUESA’S age or maybe 45, & looked younger.  The 2 women, though similar in some respects, were complete opposites physically.  Evelyn, a brunette, was short & a little on the plump side dark where MARQUESA was a tall blonde with a classical female figure, full-breasted, a narrow waist & good hips, the whole ‘package’ as she waggishly referred to herself, supported by stunning legs. Read more…

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