An amazing story written for Me about Me!
This is NOT just one man’s dream in writing. This may very well be your dream come true!
Imagine yourself meeting a client for the first time. Of course, You’ve previously chatted with him by telephone and vetted him as well as You could, and he seemed to respond well to your suggestions. So, when he asked to meet and experience You in person, You agreed to receive him. Read more…
It began as part of my standard bit.
“Look at those tits!” Walter said. Walter Woodman, age seven going on seventy-five. Green hair. Freckled complexion. Always wears the same yellow-and-red plaid sports jacket with the same pair of light khaki pants and brown loafers. Height: 3’ 6”.
Walter is my ventriloquist dummy. We were in the middle of my act, doing a monthly gig at the bar lounge of a hotel near the beach. I had spotted her using my peripheral vision, which becomes acutely perceptive for those who do my line of work. At least, for those who do it well. She is older than me, but gorgeous: one of those women that puts out a high-beam erotic vibe, like some radiant version of the Spanish fly. I could see the men (and some women) around her fidgeting from sexual agitation. Read more…
My Dear submissive subbies and slaves,
I know that you always want to do more to adore and worship your magnificent Mistress. Well, here’s your chance. My beautious Birthday is coming up. July 1st is the wonderful, worshipful, day.
Why not show your Mistress how much you crave to hear her voice by scheduling a phone conversation when you can personally wish Me a “Happy Birthday.”
Go to my Wonderful Web Site (Goddessmarquesa.com) for all of the details of how you can personally contact Me, your marvelous Mistress, Marquesa.
To get you in the proper mood… Here is a special Birthday Story for you: Read more…
“You’ve been staring at my legs for twenty minutes.”
This statement awoke me from my reverie. I only realized that it was true on hearing it. In this age of pandemic, time and space occasionally seem to collapse in on themselves, leaving one disoriented and without bearings. I had wandered out of my apartment and taken a seat on a bench in the nearby park, enjoying the sun and cool breezes while maintaining the required “social distance” from my fellow human beings. I had begun staring at the legs of the woman who sat on the bench opposite mine, some ten feet away. Read more…
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.
