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…
Tag: Obedience
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…
- Author name:
- Unknown Author
- Publish date:
- July 17th, 2013
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It was not as if She was looking at him but She was looking into him! he tried to avert his gaze, thinking that if he could just avoid making direct eye contact with Her, he could avoid the helpless feeling washing over his mind. But, he found he couldn’t. Knowing himself, he knew all his will to resist Her was draining from his body. Only minutes before he felt he was in control, but now as She spoke, his insolence was gone. his chauvinistic attitude had deserted him. It was as if She spoke with Her eyes as well as Her voice. Her voice of honey and silk was the only thing he could hear. he could see nothing but the deepest, most intense, most compelling, flashing emerald green eyes in the world. Her eyes! Read more…
- Author name:
- Slave Paul
- Publish date:
- July 16th, 2013
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Slave paul was nervous as he approached Mistress Marquesa’s posh home, knowing he was now about to realize a fantasy under the complete hypnotic control of his powerful Mistress. For it had only been a few days since Mistress Marquesa had forced Her submissive slave into agreeing to provide erotic entertainment for the Mistress and some of Her select female submissive and dominant subjects during their weekly get-togethers for socializing and partying and relaxing fun. A sort of routine gathering to reinforce Her subject’s loyally and inescapable bond to their Queen Goddess if you will. Read more…
- Author name:
- Satintrancer
- Publish date:
- July 16th, 2013
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Mistress Marquesa had jumped at the chance to judge the contestants in “Strictly come Trancing.” She was briefed that the show would be about hypnotists competing to help couples solve their relationship problems.
When She actually got onto the set, She felt like taking Her wicked, jet black stilettos and exercising Her luxuriously long and lusciously shapely, irresistibly well-toned and truly hypnotic legs by as painfully for them as possible drop kicking into everlasting damnations everyone responsible for this travesty, sham, and mockery masquerading as entertainment designed to help people in need. She also reproved Herself for not investigating this affair as much as She could and should have. In Her self-evaluation, being exceptionally busy was no excuse for not doing all Her homework. Read more…
