by not so wiley coyote
D.H. Lawrence claimed the novel was the greatest invention since the telescope because it wouldn’t let you tell lies and put them over. To get you to believe what happened in Florida may take a novel. I’m having some problems believing some of it myself. Read more…
My dear pets, subbies, and submissive slaves:
This is the season when things begin to get really hot. And I don’t just mean the weather. There is excitement everywhere!
Do you remember what hypnotically arousing event is just on the hypno horizon? That’s right, my pet… Your wonderful Mistress’ Birthday is on July 1st! How excited does that make you?
If you wish to show your Goddess how much you love her, you can satisfy that yearning by sending Her one of her favorite pet gifts; A gift certificate from Amazon with $25 or more on it. It would make you so happy to please your Magnificent Mistress in this way.
And… If you do this, you may also thank Me for the privilege of doing so by calling Me for a free 7 minute chat. Your Mistress is so very generous to her darling subbies and slaves! Seven minutes alone with Me as I take you mindlessness.
So act now. Don’t wait. You need to do this.
Mesmerizing you always…
Goddess Marquesa
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A Goddess Marquesa Birthday Adventure
“Professor, do you ever accept invitations to go out on the town from students?” Brad asked.
I was not surprised by this overture. After all, I am in my late twenties, single, and very attractive: a tall, curvaceous brunette with a fit body, luminous hazel-brown eyes, full lips, and high cheekbones. I get a lot of inappropriately bold attention from my cockier male students, many of whom aren’t that much younger than me. Read more…
A story inspired by Goddess Marquesa
The package arrived at my office wrapped in plain brown paper and addressed to “Dr. Fletcher, PsyD MD.” Inside was a wooden box, stained a light red-ochre color, with the name “Pandora” painted on the cover in gold leaf. It was accompanied by a note in a round feminine hand: Read more…
“Goddess be praised, he’s alive,” a strange man’s voice declared as strong hands fished Edward out of the churning surf.
Edward hung limp as his body was dragged up the beach. The feeling of being on solid ground was strange. He had been airborne, shaken by a storm like a maraca in the fist of a mad dancer. After his plane ditched in the ocean and he swam free of the cabin, he had bobbed for hours like a cork tossed by crashing waves. A world that was suddenly not in constant motion in all three dimensions was now as jarring as it was pleasant. Read more…
This time I’ve bitten off more than I could chew, not to say I have any regrets because I don’t, but I was with people who have been at this for a long time and I felt like a freshman. The events of this week began with an invitation to spend time with Mistress M. on Saturday and that it was just for fun, a social gathering and that it was not going to be a session, “How could I say no?” Read more…
