Imagine yourself — jussst IMAAGINNE YOURSELLF! — COMMINNG..TO MEEE!…COMMINNG..into a room to greet MEEE…As you enter you..SUDDENLEE FEEEEL the Powwerrfull..Overwhellminnglee HEAVVY aura of SEXXXX!ual energy, an energy..soooo palpable that it amplifies and sharpens your inherent sense of SEXXX!ual exxcitemennt and annticipation…and yet it weighs HEAVVYly..soooo HEAVVYly on the atmosphere in the room, like hot..muggy..tropical air…jussst drainninng the energy out of you…It makes YOU FEEEEL ENNERVATED AND LETHARRGICK!…You have no way of knowing that EYYE..NOOWWW FEEEEL extreemelee exxcitted and SEXXXX!ually charged..at the prospect of being with you…And in preparation for our meeting EYYE have inserted a dildo innto MYYY vagina…And you musst see and know…EYYE learned years ago from a wise..MASSTERR that in ORDER to Besst MASSTERR others…firrsst..One MUSST LEARNN TO..MASSTERR — COMPLEETELEE MASSTERR — ONESELF...That’s Right!!…EYYE had to learn to truly Massterr Myyself soo that.. Read more…
Tag: Deep Surrender
With tears of joy filling his eyes, he replies, “That would be everything I could ever want in life, Goddess. I’d love that. It would be my dream come true. It would be wonderful!” Hearing his reply, Marquesa’s pussy begins to drip, and Her hand, as though it had a mind of its own, reaches down and gently begins to rub rub it. As Her lips part reflexively in anticipation, She unconsciously licks them. Read more…
“In a moment..YOUR EYES WILL OPEN! — Your EYES will OPEN but you will..REMAIN DEEP a-SLEEP!!…In fact, by opening your eyes, you will only..SEND YOURSELF STILL DEEEPER a-SLEEEP!!…Yeeesss!!!…AND NOWW…OPEN YOUR EYES!! — OPEN YOUR EYES!…As your eyes open YOU ONLY..GO DEEEPER a-SLEEEP!!!…EVEN DEEPER a-SLEEEP!!…AND YOU WILL..RAISE YOUR LEFT ARM…IF YOUR EYES ARE OPEN..YOU WILL..RAISE YOUR LEFT ARM!!” Sure enough, his arm rises. Seeing it rise prompts a flood of juices to Marquesa’a pussy. “Veerrry Goood!!!” She is gloating, gloating in delight, gloating over Her Power, over Her Power over him, gloating over the way things in general are transpiring. “NOW LOWER YOUR LEFT ARM!…LOWER YOUR LEFT ARM!…Veeerrry Gooood!!!…NOW STAND UP, STAND UP…” Slowly, stiffly, he stands. “That’s Right!!…AND NOW PICK UP YOU GLASS…TAKE CARE TO KEEP IT FROM SPILLING…Veerrry Goood!!!….
Monster Mash
A Halloween story based on Goddess Marquesa’s past and future exploits
“Why do we need professional help?” I asked as we approached the store. The sign over the door read “Maison Fantastique” in bold crimson letters on an amber background.
“Because W/we need to match perfectly,” she replied, without turning to face me. I held the door open for her and she breezed into the boutique regally, explaining, “I want to win tonight’s costume contest at the BDSM Halloween Ball.”
