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Submission is my Mission

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July 8th, 2016
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One afternoon as I was browsing the internet, I stumbled upon a most interesting website. GoddessMarquesa.com.  Apparently she is an erotic fem-domme hypnotist and dominatrix.  My curiosity was peaked, and I clicked my way into the site.

The site was easy to navigate, colorful and had some very interesting reviews and info. Yet, what snatched my curiosity was the flashing “Free” sign. I clicked and read all about “Wonderism, Marquesa, Her Captivators” and thought this is incredible.  “How can someone fall deeply under the spell of another when they never even met?” I said to myself. Sure there is something else that draws people in and under Her spell.  Read more…

DEVOTION

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February 25th, 2016
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I am a very bad man, thus in a sense none of this should have come as a surprise. When one makes a “living” out of killing, karma is bound to catch up eventually. Even so, if you had given me a thousand chances to guess how it would all end, I would never have landed on this.
When I learned that my target was a “Goddess” I actually laughed. That was how far gone I was. Murdering a divinity seemed like kicks. Something new for the scrapbook. Read more…

Torment

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December 4th, 2015
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“I didn’t come here because I want you,” I lied.

Goddess Marquesa laughed. I wondered then if she could read my thoughts. That was silly. A woman who has inspired so much desire in so many men can read the signs. The air of lust must have been surrounding me so thickly that I fairly reeked of it, so that even someone with senses less attuned than hers could see it. But I was naïve and deeply in denial enough to believe that she must have some special sensitivity to pierce my disguise. Read more…

TRYING TO TAME HER

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September 12th, 2015
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Marquesa worked her hands down his back, squeezing the muscles, kneading away the tension.  He lay on the massage table, a white fluffy towel wrapped around his waist.  She sighed as her fingers dug in.  She hoped he would tell her that she could stop soon.  Her hands were sore.  Until then she would keep going.  She had to.  He owned her. Read more…

In Service to Goddess Marquesa: Chapter 7 – To What End – Pt. 2

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August 14th, 2015
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Trembling after what he could only call the ‘unimaginable pleasure’, Ravar regarded his new Goddess with a hungry gaze; that it was the mere snapping of her fingers made it all the more decadent. She stood a foot taller than him on her golden high heels, skin of creamy alabaster hue, wearing a short leather wrap-around skirt, red thigh high sheer lace stockings, a red vest, bra cupping breasts as large as his head sticking an inch out of the vest. Blonde curls cascaded down from her head in sumptuous lion-mane like style to her bosom. Her face was just as the one he’d seen before the temple, but infinitely more lovely. Read more…

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