
I could feel my cock stiffen as Mistress Marquesa told me to come immediately to her quarters for an impromptu training session.
Ten minutes after I hung up the phone I was at her door with a fully hardened cock. As I expected, the Mistress immediately ordered me to the training room. Hoping to catch glimpses of her precious but forbidden panties, I gallantly offered to let her lead the way. However, she knew immediately my offer was not inspired by gallantry, and sternly directed me to proceed to the training room without further delay or foolishness. Read more…

I woke up at the foot of the bed one morning, after a brutal session with Marquesa. My bottom was still red with welts. Marquesa was standing above me with a wicked smile and said She had a surprise for me for Halloween. We were going to the Hookers Masquerade Ball in San Francisco. It is a benefit for a non-profit that helps hookers in various ways, but is turning into a Fetish ball that stops at nothing. 
