Rebirthday
a story in honor of Goddess Marquesa’s Birthday on July 1
I had been marking her movements very carefully since my girlfriend and I had followed her into the supermarket. My first view of her from the back was breathtaking. Gorgeous legs, lush blond hair, and a curvaceous figure that her sheer white sundress clung to enticingly. When she turned to procure a shopping cart and I saw her bewitching green eyes, my heart skipped several beats.
This story was conceived by Goddess Marquesa, and is based on events She experienced
“Humans are social animals.” I know I have heard it before, but I never gave it much thought or understood what it really meant. Until she taught me.
She was on a date with another man when she came into the restaurant where I work. I sometimes wonder if my life would have been different if the seating hostess had sat them at someone else’s station. Probably not. Karmic gravity would almost certainly have brought me into her orbit if she came within half a mile of me. Read more…
I arrived at her condo at exactly the time she commanded. Valentine’s Day is of course special, but I had learned not to be late, or early, to any appointment with her. She expected to be obeyed. That troubled me, but not so much that I had thought twice about accepting her invitation. If I had gone against her orders, it was more likely that I would have showed up early than late. It had been a week since I had last seen her, and I could barely contain my excitement. Read more…
i hesitated, “Ten!” i finally replied, figuring it would be a reasonable and safe answer.
“Ten?” Mistress Danielle asked, as if astonished, and considering my answer to be self-serving. She replied: “I really don’t think that’s nearly enough for such an impudent slave.” You need more to get a better understanding of your need to obey My commands implicitly. Twenty it will be – a very lenient number indeed! You shall count and thank me for each lash, of course, just like those hapless slaves I reads about in bondage magazines.” Read more…
NOTE: This is what, at first reading, to anyone but Mistress Marquesa, appears to be a rather ‘standard’ B&D/S&M fantasy – One that was written for Marquesa’s personal amusement by slave greg some time ago.
It was dutifully read, enjoyed, and stored away along with other B&D memorabilia at the time. She had gotten an extra surge of enjoyment from this story at the time because it revealed, very openly, to Her some of slave greg’s more ‘secret’ and unspoken inner needs – some that She had not felt a strong need or particular urgency to explore in his nature before. Now, without any prodding or effort on Her part, She knew the power She could hold over him – to use whenever She felt the need arise. Read more…
