Tag: Naked

LADY KRYSTAL MESMER

It was another boring, I mean relaxing Friday night with nothing on television so I had opened my iPad to see about playing some games online. I couldn’t get off my mind last weekend when we had gone to the Comedy Club and one of the acts had been a hypnotist, a very beautiful hypnotist with green eyes that seemed to be beckoning me.That must have been the lapse that captivated me and drew me to have just enough abandon, for before I realized it, I was up on stage listening to just a few sweet seductive words that soon had me floating in willing compliance to whatever this mesmerizing Goddess suggested. For it seemed she wasn’t expressing different ideas, it was really my words, my will being told through her. And oh it felt so good, each word she said sent me deeper into a dream state with waves of pleasure flowing through my body. Read more…

Lipstick Surrender

It is a different century, but only a few years have really drifted by since this event. This is a most happy time in Mistress Marquesa’s life. Things are less hectic. Her submissive subjects seem to be less demanding of Her precious time and energy. And…. this is a monumental day! The world will receive a great work of art this day. This is the day Marquesa has decided to RE-record “Hypnotic Surrender.” Read more…

A Witch’s Tale

 

It had been a long meeting.  Jerry had been negotiating all day with Justin Perez, the owner of a small machine tool plant in East Los Angeles.  Things were not going well.  Perez seemed to think that his building was made of gold – not bricks and mortar.  And, that his customer list was filled with the CEOs of the Fortune 500.

True enough, it was a well-run little plant – clean and profitable – but nobody could resist for long when his company, Jerrico, put on the pressure.  Perez had tried to be friendly but that didn’t matter to Jerry.  Jerry had bought and sold dozens of little companies like this in the past and he didn’t want any new friends – he just wanted to make money. Read more…

A Stalker’s Wild “Dream”

IT WASN’T REALLY STALKING, WAS IT?
He had seen her at a trendy L.A. restaurant. She was so beautiful! Her shoulder-length blond hair framed a face so beautiful it was almost painful to look at. Her compelling eyes were deep green. Her lips were full and red, her skin flawless.

As she sat alone at a front table, he noticed several rich, famous men walk to the table to spend time with her. First they would almost bow, then respectfully ask permission to sit. Only after she had granted her permission would they sit and speak to her as she sipped her champagne. One by one they paid their respects and moved on – at her pleasure. Read more…

WATCH

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AUTHOR’S NOTE:
This story should not be read by any minor. It should not be read by anyone who is ethically, legally, morally, religiously, or personally {for any reason(s)} prohibited or proscribed from doing so. It should not be read by anyone who is fearful of, or uncomfortable with, the subject of feminine influence/control/domination/superiority/supremacy/inspiration or the topic of mind control in any of its forms or both.

 

From the moment you saw it, you knew that WATCH was meant to be all yours. You’ve never felt so absolutely certain about anything. Everything in your heart and soul and gut insistently screamed that WATCH must only belong to you alone. Only you should have it. Read more…

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