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tracie’s JOURNEY TO THE HOOKERS BALL WITH MARQUESA

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. Read more…

The Tables Are Turned

Monica was beautiful—all blond hair, full lips, round and lush breasts, voluptuous hips. Long, lean tanned legs finished the picture. Her eyes were a deep blue and her complexion was clear and fair. She was dressed in a short black skirt, white silk blouse and very-high-heeled black patent leather pumps enveloped her lovely, erotic feet. She wore small simple gold earrings and a matching gold chain as jewelry—but suspended from the delicate chain was a large, multifaceted aquamarine crystal which matched her lovely eyes. Read more…

The Symposium

The evening before the 9th Annual Symposium included, as always, a cocktail party for Mistresses, Goddesses, and dominant Women to mingle, share some experiences, renew acquaintances, and, of course, flaunt their beauty and power. For there exists, in such Women, a great deal of vanity and pride. In fact, years ago, it became accepted practice for a Mistress to declare Her supremacy over other Mistresses at this event. Such challenges usually led to a sort of battle. Often, choice slaves were used as pawns in such conflicts, since the true measure of a Diva’s power is reflected in Her slave. Read more…

Spirit Goddess

As usual, my ordinary wife and I were on our own sides of the bed. My slave cock and balls were consumed by such lust that fondling and playing with them were a definite must. As my big hand reached the stroke of twelve, i was summoned by a Siren voice that could not be ignored: “slave . . . slave . . . look upon Me, slave boy. . . .”
As i was opening my eyes, i was thinking in fright, “Shhh, ‘You’ll wake my wife and then there will be a big fight!’ “
To this came a silky reply: “Don’t worry, you slut, she won’t hear My voice. I read and project thoughts so don’t talk, slave boy.” Read more…

MOMMY MISTRESS

 

my name is angela……now.
i am a 46 year old business executive who has had and held a secret desire for a very long time. A secret desire that is now being realized in a satisfyingly sexy and yet safe way. This past year, i have had the privilege of spending time with Mistress Marquesa and being trained by her in ways i have always dreamed of! i won’t waste time getting to the point…..so let me share with you the facts.
Mommy Mistress Marquesa has hypnotized me and regressed me back in time. She has also transformed me into a pretty, pliable and very horny girl (which is what i have always, since i can remember…craved to be.) i have been instructed by Mommy Mistress to keep a journal of my transformation and below you can read one of my most entries.

Deeply hypnotized and totally under Mommy’s control is where i want to be and where i feel most safe, secure, content and satisfied. i am never alone or lonely when i am Mommy’s plaything and i truly feel so completely fulfilled serving as Mommy’s little SEX toy.
i hope you find my hypno-journey down into that very special decadent place of sexual surrender to be a titallating tale and one that you won’t soon forget!
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