Tag: Surrender




a story in honor of Goddess Marquesa’s Birthday on July 1

               I had been marking her movements very carefully since my girlfriend and I had followed her into the supermarket. My first view of her from the back was breathtaking. Gorgeous legs, lush blond hair, and a curvaceous figure that her sheer white sundress clung to enticingly. When she turned to procure a shopping cart and I saw her bewitching green eyes, my heart skipped several beats.

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I’m going to F*ck your ass!

 The mention in My blog of strap-ons and rubbersex brings Me to describe My most recent experience in using My strap-on with a slave.

First, I want you to see Me right NOW!  — or imagine Me — clad from head to toe — I love wearing My open-faced hood — in My best, shiniest latex catsuit, fitted so well and so tightly as to make My body seem vacuum sealed from head to toe, unmasking to y-o-u-r eyes even as it covers every peak and valley, every cranny and crevice of My extraordinarily sexy body.

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Bad Bunny

This story was conceived by Goddess Marquesa, and is based on events She experienced


                “Humans are social animals.” I know I have heard it before, but I never gave it much thought or understood what it really meant. Until she taught me.

She was on a date with another man when she came into the restaurant where I work. I sometimes wonder if my life would have been different if the seating hostess had sat them at someone else’s station. Probably not. Karmic gravity would almost certainly have brought me into her orbit if she came within half a mile of me. Read more…

Valentine Training

I arrived at her condo at exactly the time she commanded. Valentine’s Day is of course special, but I had learned not to be late, or early, to any appointment with her. She expected to be obeyed. That troubled me, but not so much that I had thought twice about accepting her invitation. If I had gone against her orders, it was more likely that I would have showed up early than late. It had been a week since I had last seen her, and I could barely contain my excitement. Read more…

DANIELLE Part 2 – The Whipping

i hesitated, “Ten!” i finally replied, figuring it would be a reasonable and safe answer.

“Ten?” Mistress Danielle asked, as if astonished, and considering my answer to be self-serving.  She replied:  “I really don’t think that’s nearly enough for such an impudent slave.”  You need more to get a better understanding of your need to obey My commands implicitly.  Twenty it will be – a very lenient number indeed!  You shall count and thank me for each lash, of course, just like those hapless slaves I reads about in bondage magazines.” Read more…


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