The Magnificent Mistress was returning to Her palatial residence after an evening of dancing, domination and male degradation. As She pulled Her powerful sports car into the garage, She realized that someone was already there! Her high-tech alarm system even told Her which room the burglar was in!
She was, of course, curious as to who would have the courage to take the chance to burglarize the home of the neighborhood s acknowledged Hypnotic Highness. Read more…
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AUTHOR’S NOTE:
This story is dedicated to the delicious, delightful, devilish, debauched GODDESS MISTRESS MARQUESA DE SADE. It should not be read by any minor. It should not be read by anyone who is ethically, legally, morally, religiously, or personally {for any reason(s)} prohibited or proscribed from doing so. It should not be read by anyone who is fearful of, or uncomfortable with, the subject of feminine influence/control/domination/superiority/supremacy/inspiration or the topic of mind control in any of its forms or both.
Once upon a time there was an ogre. He was the most remarkable member of his people. In many ways this ogre was quite different from all his kin. There are those ogres who are known far and wide for their hugely humongous height and stupendously stupefying size. This was the smallest and shortest adult ogre ever to exist. Some ogres were incredibly strong. He was almost weaker than a newborn bunny. Other ogres possessed awesome magical powers. This ogre had no such astounding abilities. There were ogres whose fierceness terrified all but the bravest of all other beings. The principal ogre in this story was as meek and mild-mannered as could ever be. Read more…
My lovely wife Nancy and I had looked forward to this vacation. We had been married for nearly three years. Money being how it was, we didn’t have a real honeymoon and no holidays since. As we saved for our vacation we looked over travel brochures by the hundreds. Florida, Bali, Europe, Jamaica, Rio, Nepal, Africa. Scuba diving, sun, dancing, museums, safaris, mountain climbing – all were interesting but none captured our imagination.
Finally, we received in the mail a flier from “Occult Vacations.” It promised a tour of Northern England’s “haunted” castles. Guess in the process of our search we had hit all the mailing lists! Read more…
Becoming a sex slave to the Magnificent Mistress Marquesa wasn’t for me a personal choice. It was as inevitable as the rise of the sun in the east. When I first saw Her, my fate was sealed. That’s what happened – but nothing in my background suggested that it should have been such. I was renowned for snapping my fingers and having my every wish fulfilled – quickly! I was an unparalleled computer engineer and technician, in great demand for my skill in designing, installing and repairing business computer systems. Because of my six figure income, and my good looks, I was popular – no, irresistible, to women. So when I was contracted to do a system install at MarquesaCo, I smiled to myself, reveling in my good fortune. Read more…
Being a lowly slave, worth less than dog meat, it is the ultimate thrill to be granted permission to grovel on one’s knees and openly worship beneath the stern, controlling eyes of my Goddess Marquesa.
carlton was a trainee, a newbie in the world of B&D. he could only plead with his eyes because his tongue was wrapped in a ball and gag harness. he was losing the ability to speak, learning to sob and whimper when allowed to do so by his Goddess.
carlton was hopelessly and helplessly in love with Marquesa. The more She dished out Her cruelty, the more he enjoyed succumbing to Her power. he could not rise above Her pointed finger. he could only lick Her luscious toes, caress Her leathered heels, inhale the scent of Her hose and become intoxicated with Her perfume. carlton wanted Her so badly, he would die for Her. It would be for passion, it would be for Her! Read more…
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