“Hello,” she answered. I recognized her voice immediately.
“Hi,” I replied scratchily, suppressing a nervous cough.
“This is the Goddess Marquesa,” she said, “to whom am I speaking?”
“My name is Ralph.”
“Well, Ralph,” she purred, “I don’t recognize your voice. Are you a first-time caller?”
“Yes.”
“You are a lucky boy, Ralph. Today is July 1st. Do you know what day that is?”
“No,” I answered.
“It is My birthday.” Read more…
I woke up at the foot of the bed one morning, after a brutal session with Marquesa. My bottom was still red with welts. Marquesa was standing above me with a wicked smile and said She had a surprise for me for Halloween. We were going to the Hookers Masquerade Ball in San Francisco. It is a benefit for a non-profit that helps hookers in various ways, but is turning into a Fetish ball that stops at nothing. 
