“Reserve two separate rooms at the Palmer House for next Saturday and Sunday, Dear One,” said Mistress Sasha. She was speaking to an admiring male who lived near Chicago. “I will see what I can do to satisfy your fantasy — because it will amuse Me to control two men by long distance.” She promised to call right back. Read more…
Tag: Obey
- Author name:
- Unknown Author
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- June 11th, 2013
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Sometimes I enjoy being an entertainment reporter. Sometimes I hate it!
Today began as one of those in-between days . . . .
I was on my way to Beverly Hills to do an interview on that kids show hostess, Lela, but she wasn t big news anymore. Her show had already been cancelled a couple of years ago now. Read more…
- Author name:
- sir neville
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- June 11th, 2013
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Las Vegas is an unusual town. Everything is excessive: Money… Lights… Women… Entertainment… Gambling… Sex!
On this night the excessively beautiful, excessively mesmerizing, excessively sensuous Magnificent Mistress Marquesa was there too.
As the beautiful blond walked into the gaming room She saw Christopher sitting at a poker table playing against one man. A casino dealer distributed the cards in a game of seven card stud. Several sexy women stood around Christopher watching the game, hoping he would “choose” them. Read more…
- Author name:
- Unknown Author
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- June 11th, 2013
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The phone rang. When i picked it up i was told by the sexy voice “The Restaurant Next to Vacation Village. Reservation under your name. 7pm. Be there!” i was perplexed, i thought that i had recognized the voice from some of the files that i had downloaded off of the internet, but i never use my real name so how could that be? i thought that someone was playing a joke. It was probably one of my buddies that wanted to go to a strip club next to some place called Vacation Village. i thought “i’ll show them. i just won’t show up”. Read more…
- Author name:
- Unknown Author
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- June 11th, 2013
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I had decided that I would schedule my upcoming trip to Asia on an airline that didn’t have an American flag painted on the side of the plane—what with all the terrorist attacks and other crap going on. In fact, I booked my flight on an Asian airline that I knew almost nothing about.
When I arrived at LAX I was pleasantly surprised to see a shiny new Boeing B-747-400 — the kind with the first class seats all located in that upper-deck “bubble.” As I climbed the stairs I saw that I was the only person booked into first class and I settled into my seat. I decided to sit in the seat opposite the jump seat that the flight attendant sits in for takeoffs and landings and when she sat down for the takeoff I was very, very happy I had chosen this airline and this seat! “Oh my god! . . . Wow! . . . This could be the most memorable flight of my poor, sex-starved life . . . just for the takeoff alone!” I thought to myself. Read more…
