Tag: Obey

Secretariat

NO PART(S) OF THIS STORY, NOR THE WORK IN ITS ENTIRETY, MAY BE ALTERED, COPIED, EXCERPTED, STORED, TRANSMITTED, OR USED IN ANY OTHER WAY(S) BY ANY PERSON(S) WITHOUT THE EXPRESSED, WRITTEN PERMISSION OF THE COPYRIGHT HOLDER.

Author’s Note: This story is dedicated to the lovely, loving, lovable, leggy, luxurious, lusty, lustful, and ratiocinative GODDESS MISTRESS MARQUESA DE SADE. It should not be read: by any minor; by any individual(s) ethically, legally, morally, religiously, or personally for any reason(s) prohibited or proscribed from doing so; by any person(s) uncomfortable with the subject of mind-control (in any of its forms) or the topic of feminine influence/control/domination/power/superiority/supremacy or both.

Only someone who has never had to run a business would be ignorant enough or stupid enough to believe it is a piece of cake to do so. Anyone who declares it is easy to attain and/or maintain success or prosperity or both is either a prevaricator or a jackanapes. Branston Bingumton, who was the founder, CEO, and CFO of his own outrageously booming conglomerate, knew both of these things to be true. He had the battle scars of high blood pressure, indigestion, insomnia, ulcers, and stress-engendered pulmonary difficulties to prove it. Read more…

Samantha’s Story

Samantha eyed her prey across the room. The new boy at work seemed just the right man for her. He was

polite, well-dressed, good looking, and seemed eager to please the boss. Would he be equally eager to please her? He would be soon, if she had her way. Her friend Penny commented on him.

“Keep your hands off him, I saw him first.’ Samantha said. She knew that Penny would not dare cross her. Although they were in theory equals at work, in fact Penny had grown to rely very much on Samantha for advice. She admired Samantha´s good looks, and wanted to be like her. She had fallen into the routine of allowing Samantha to make decisions for her and letting her boss her about. Read more…

Cynthia & Anahnka: Queen of the Nile

Professor Smith from the Archaeology Department at State University was supervising the opening of a new pyramid just outside Cairo. The recent resurfacing and repair of Egypt’s archaeological treasures had exposed the entrance to this new, fully buried, ancient crypt.

After he was notified of the new find, the professor immediately flew to Egypt. Among the exploration party was Cynthia Johnson, a brilliant graduate student. She was a tall, strong and well-shaped woman with gorgeous long, dark hair. Her complexion was a deep olive, completely flawless. During the dig she most commonly wore a khaki outfit consisting of shorts and a short sleeve shirt. Due to the sun she often wore a pith helmet. Boots and long black socks finished her outfit. She didn’t design the outfit to be sexy, but with her full, lush body and perfectly tanned, baby smooth skin, it was!
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A Testimony to Her Highness’ Powers Over Men, Women and Love.

Before i met Her Highness i was in a relationship with a lady we shall call Sherry. We loved each other very much and moved into an apartment together and planned to marry as soon as our financial situation was more stable. Sherry was an attractive lady and our relationship was great – especially the sex! Unfortunately i have, and have had all my life, an intense fantasy about being hypnotically enslaved by a powerful, irresistible Woman. i came by this fantasy because of all the sci-fi movies i watched back in the 50s and early 60s when i was a boy. Many of these movies involved earthmen landing on planets where civilizations were ruled by incredibly beautiful Women who had total mind control powers over men. One entitled “Missile to the Moon” was particularly powerful in forming my fantasy – “Yes, my Lido, i will obey.”

This being the case i was always looking for ways to fulfill this fantasy i had acquired in my youth. Read more…

The Phone Session

The Magnificent Mesmerizing Manipulating Mistress Marquesa had scheduled one of Her erotic hypnosis calls. Her phone-slave bill had contacted her and scheduled a time when the sexy Dominatrix could call him to weave a sensuous hypnotic spell over him. They had done this before. bill loved the way Her silken, captivating voice captured his mind, will and body and made him feel an erotic thrill like none he had ever experienced before.
As She held the phone in Her lovely hand and dialed the number She smiled an evil smile knowing how much power She had over fawning slave-boys like bill who craved just to hear Her powerful, mesmerizing voice.
One ring . . . two . . . .
“Hello.” Read more…

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