The Grande Goddess, Mistress Marquesa de Sade does NOT have to go shopping
for her own newspapers. One of her many slaves has this job. But
occasionally, She does like to visit a newsstand to see exactly the kind of
person who reads her column in Hollywood Playdates /New Reality Magazine.
She just stands in the background (that IS hard for a Goddess as stunning
and attention grabbing as Her) and observes. Read more…
Tag: Marquesa
- Author name:
- Unknown Author
- Publish date:
- July 6th, 2013
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The Magnificent Mistress was returning to Her palatial residence after an evening of dancing, domination and male degradation. As She pulled Her powerful sports car into the garage, She realized that someone was already there! Her high-tech alarm system even told Her which room the burglar was in!
She was, of course, curious as to who would have the courage to take the chance to burglarize the home of the neighborhood s acknowledged Hypnotic Highness. Read more…
- Author name:
- Unknown Author
- Publish date:
- July 2nd, 2013
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Chapter One
Goddess Marquesa had agreed to meet her date for the evening at the new cigar bar in town. Although he did not really go for smokers as a rule of thumb, he had reluctantly decided to meet Goddess Marquesa there because he liked her a lot and found her extremely attractive. It was Goddess Marquesa’s piercing emerald green eyes that had his head in a spin when they met at the office party where he worked as an assistant executive officer. Goddess had been invited, at her request, by one of her many hypnotized slut slaves. Read more…
- Author name:
- Mark Shaw
- Publish date:
- July 1st, 2013
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Goddess Marquesa [pronounced “Mar-key-sa” in line with a carefully reasoned rationale] looked breathtakingly alluring.
She surveyed herself critically in the mirror. The beautiful woman in the mirror stared back at her. The face was perfect, as it always had been. It was a beautiful face. Feminine. Naturally. But with that special element of the eternal female. Warm. Soft. Alluring. Possessing wisdom & character. A compelling face. Good bones – she thanked her genes for the bones. As every woman knows, having good bones – the brow, cheeks, good jaw – means always retaining a youthful look – not a young girl. Like a full bodied red wine – or a rose. Just approaching its absolute peak of perfection. After all, she wasn’t 20 any longer – thank goodness. But she sure as hell looked pretty good. Her bewitching emerald eyes, artfully made-up, were steady – intelligent, bright with the hint of a sparkle – or maybe a glint? Her generous mouth, flawlessly painted ruby-red lips, was in a state of natural repose, with the hint of a smile – a secret smile of amusement. ‘La Giaconda’ perhaps? Perhaps. Hmmm. Read more…
- Author name:
- pauline
- Publish date:
- July 1st, 2013
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I sat in the darkness pondering my experiences of the last few months. I never would have dreamed that I would find myself in this situation and yet I loved this plight. No, it was stronger than that; I actually cherished my current life situation.
It seemed to have all started so innocently and what seemed like so long ago. Read more…
