Tag: Surrender

Conversion

 

            The doorbell rang. Goddess Marquesa sighed. Since injuring her foot, she had been largely housebound, and even common chores like answering the door posed a challenge. Whoever it was had better be on important business. With painful effort, she rose.

            Standing on the front step the Goddess found an attractive brunette. The visitor was tall, late 30’s or early 40’s, wearing a prim pastel lavender skirt suit. Clasped tightly to her breast, bound in black leather with gilt lettering across the cover, was the Holy Bible, held so that the title would be visible to whoever answered the door. Read more…

Enlightenment

            Swami Kamiprajna settled himself onto his devotional cushion, anticipating the arrival of his new disciple. She had been coming to hear his teachings for several weeks now, and she showed all the signs that she was ready. She followed his every word with rapt attention, and looked at him with wide, glistening eyes through the chanting service when his lecture was concluded.

            Last week, at the conclusion of his talk about “watering the flower of wisdom within,” she had worked up the courage to pose a question. “Is it possible,” she had asked breathlessly, seemingly overcome by awe, “for me…I mean for someone…to overcome sensual desire?” That was when he knew that he could summon her for a private “interview”. Read more…

Eye of the Beholder

To Be Opened By the LAPD Only in Case of My Demise

             She walked into my office like trouble on legs. I had seen her many times before, but never in person. Having her in the same room with me gave me a strange feeling…warm and harsh all at once, like the rush of a first shot of bourbon. She arrayed herself in my client chair like it was a throne, pointing her irresistible legs at me as if daring me to look away. Read more…

TURNING THE TABLES – SOMETIMES SURPRISE IS FUN

CHAPTER 1: SHOWS & SEDUCTIONS

 

I had so looked forward to visiting LA again. After living there for 14 years, it was “in my blood”. But circumstances beyond my control, had forced me to move East…Now, a whole months worth of shows had been booked by an LA theatrical agent…“The Master of Comedy Hypnosis” was “going home”…But my partner in the show, Genie, was not going to be there for the first few shows…Her son was suffering from a bout of the flu, and she naturally wanted to be by his side…Consequently, I had agreed to perform “solo” for the first 2 weekends. Read more…

Diary of a Fugitive

Thursday

I finally broke free. I skipped my session with her yesterday, loaded my car, and headed out of town. I don’t know where I am going, but I must flee. This is my last chance to escape her control. I know this is right. I feel exhilarated.

Friday

Last night I was on her couch, listening to her silken voice as she put me under. When I woke up in the motel room I was disoriented…disappointed. This is natural. I don’t have to be worried. There will be a period of adjustment, but eventually I will be fine.

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