“Harlot!”
The preacher at the podium screamed the word into his microphone, making it reverberate through the enormous, brightly lit sanctuary of the megachurch, in which hundreds of congregants were gathered for Sunday services. Like the other churchgoers, Goddess Marquesa was startled.
Her surprise intensified when she saw her own face appear on the giant LED screen mounted behind the preacher, which until that moment had been projecting placid images of wide prairies and sunny shorelines. Looking at the ceiling toward the front of the large auditorium, she saw the remote-controlled camera that had surreptitiously been trained on her. It had caught her in an upper-torso focus, so that the assembly got to take in the blond locks, emerald eyes, classic features and voluptuous breasts that gave her such seductive appeal. Read more…
My Dear submissive subbies and slaves,
“You’ve been staring at my legs for twenty minutes.”
Forward: You have inspired me, seduced me and thrilled me. I loved your voice the first time I heard it. I have loved You in secret since the first phone session we had. I know I have not always stayed in touch. My ADD brain has me skipping like a stone on the water but I find I just love You more. I so appreciate this opportunity to write this for You in gratitude and lustful longing. The edited story follows.
