It was one of the days, you know; when traffic isn’t always going your way, lights turning red just as you arrive, police pacing you down the street… everything is against you getting to your destination. Well, the other week i was lucky enough that Marquesa had set aside a brief moment of Her precious time for a “visit.” It was on my way there that everything was going against me. First there was road construction on the 5, then a crash on the 405, Arrrrrgh. Nothing was going the way i wanted. Read more…
Tag: Submission
- Author name:
- pawnofMarquesa
- Publish date:
- July 11th, 2016
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“Dear God in Heaven.”
Those words went spontaneously through my mind as I walked into the copy room. She was bending over a box of letter-size reams, so that her short, tight dress rode up her thighs and exposed the garters holding up her stockings. The supple curves of her ass and the contours of her legs made my heart skip several beats.
“Mr. Fredericks,” she said, straightening with a stack of paper clasped in both hands. “Put this into Tray 1 for me.” She handed me the white sheets and breezed by me toward the door, not pausing to see if I would accede to her command. Read more…
- Author name:
- Puppy Pete
- Publish date:
- July 8th, 2016
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One afternoon as I was browsing the internet, I stumbled upon a most interesting website. GoddessMarquesa.com. Apparently she is an erotic fem-domme hypnotist and dominatrix. My curiosity was peaked, and I clicked my way into the site.
The site was easy to navigate, colorful and had some very interesting reviews and info. Yet, what snatched my curiosity was the flashing “Free” sign. I clicked and read all about “Wonderism, Marquesa, Her Captivators” and thought this is incredible. “How can someone fall deeply under the spell of another when they never even met?” I said to myself. Sure there is something else that draws people in and under Her spell. Read more…
- Author name:
- pawnofMarquesa
- Publish date:
- June 7th, 2016
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“This is a bat-shit crazy idea,” Bob yelled. I thought so too, but I didn’t say so with Morty standing there.
“That’s what makes it genius,” Morty, my manager, shot back, adjusting his tie. The voices echoed through the auditorium of the Dewdrop Casino in Las Vegas, where we had come to scout the prospects for this weird exhibition. “This match will be broadcast live on cable television, right before the title fight. The purse will be fat, and the publicity we get will put Benny’s name out there. This is what will get him a title shot of his own.”
“Bullshit,” spat Bob. “Who’s gonna want to see him after he hits a girl on TV?” Read more…
- Author name:
- Puppy Pete
- Publish date:
- April 30th, 2016
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As i paused from my domestic duties to wipe the sweat off my brow, i began to ponder how i got lured so deep in this pool of persuasiveness. i am treading water with no hope of rescue. i am over my head and there is no longer guard, there is only to keep moving my arms and legs, or succumb to the inevitable deep bliss of Her Voice…. Read more…
