Of all the things I thought would wake me Monday morning, having Mistress Marquesa calling me ten minutes before my alarm went off and telling me “Be here early Friday night… I want your cock” wasn’t one of them.
I was utterly stunned and I vaguely recall answering “Yes Mistress” to Her. Read more…
It had only been two days since paul’s submission to Goddess Marquesa’s evening of wrestling entertainment for the pleasure of Herself and Her many subjects. Marquesa was not about to delay in furthering Her control and dominance over paul and ensuring that the effects of Her subjugation would be deep-seated and permanent.
On this evening Marquesa commanded paul’s presence at a small get-together of only Herself, Her female attorney friend, and the ex-college wrestler and his valet, a very muscular and knockout brunette female bodybuilder-wrestler. This evening, as explained and commanded by the Marquesa, would be a preparation, orientation, and conditioning for paul….to further his unconditional acceptance of his new role as the Goddess’ cum slut, and to establish an understanding by paul of his future duties, requirements, and responsibilities. Read more…
Jerry had shopped – or was it ‘shoplifted’ – in the department store several times in the last week. He had taken watches, jewelry and other small items but this time he was going to steal a complete dress suit. He carefully picked the right size as his eyes checked for sales clerks. He didn’t want to be interrupted.
He unconsciously listened to the droning canned music from the speakers in the ceiling. He had noticed, every time be was in the store, a low, barely audible tone mixed in with the sappy music. He made a mental note to complain to the management – the next time he wasn’t stealing, that is. He laughed to himself that “he might never get such an opportunity.” Read more…
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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To whom it may concern,
These are the sexual confessions of a pussyhound. i should say a former pussyhound who is now known as slave pussyhound. A ridiculous name, i know, but even to my surprise a name i have not objected to taking. Don’t try to figure it out, because i can’t.
i have been in service to Mistress Marquesa for 7 years. No, i didn’t think i’d be serving this long, but then i don’t think most of Her slaves can foresee such servitude. For me, it started out as a “teasing and denial” fantasy. A seduction fantasy where i was teased and seduced into submission. i never really fantasized about how i performed my submission. i just figured i would submit to Her sexiness, get my rocks off and be on my way. That was 7 years ago. Read more…
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