Tag: Worship

The Proven Path Step 1; A Review of Mistress Marquesa’s Introductory Tape

August Derleth wrote a short sci-fi story I read when I was a teenager. I don’t remember the title, but it was about this beautiful alien who shows up on earth all by herself. Whenever she meets someone, invariably male, who stands in the way of her goal of world conquest, she hands him this stone she’s carrying. It is so pleasant to the touch, the man automatically begins to stroke it. The sexy alien talks to him about how pleasant the stone feels. I’ll bet you can’t imagine what happens as she does so.

WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! This tape could be the latest model of that stone!

The amount of material on the tape is formidable, especially considering it’s only 30 minutes— though you’ll swear it seems to go by in 5. Read more…

A Witch’s Tale

 

It had been a long meeting.  Jerry had been negotiating all day with Justin Perez, the owner of a small machine tool plant in East Los Angeles.  Things were not going well.  Perez seemed to think that his building was made of gold – not bricks and mortar.  And, that his customer list was filled with the CEOs of the Fortune 500.

True enough, it was a well-run little plant – clean and profitable – but nobody could resist for long when his company, Jerrico, put on the pressure.  Perez had tried to be friendly but that didn’t matter to Jerry.  Jerry had bought and sold dozens of little companies like this in the past and he didn’t want any new friends – he just wanted to make money. Read more…

THE TRAINING SESSION

She closed the baize-covered sound-proof door gently, listening to the steady drone of his voice over the driving beat of the tape.  She felt the return of a flood of excitement & recollection.  She moved quietly on the strip of black carpet to her ‘throne’ on the raised dais, & sat – looking down at the naked man sitting upright on his ‘training chair’ in front of her – eyes shut, as he chanted his litany of subservience. Read more…

The Case of the Highly Trained Masturbator

One hand was clutching my pen, and the other was down inside my trousers.  i was determined to carry out my assigned task and write a fantasy story.  Being a highly trained masturbator, but not an experienced writer, i was struggling to focus.

              Mistress Monique summoned Her lowly live-in slave, roy, to Her lofty chambers.  As She sat in all Her regal magnificence, on Her vanity stool, applying Her special beauty secrets, She saw the reflection of the wimpy worm, kneeling behind Her, looking apologetic.  he was empty handed, and Monique merely screamed “get out, you stupid shit, and bring Me My coffee!!”  roy scrambled away and returned, deathly afraid, yet excited by the terror, the suspense, the power She imposed upon him.  Depending on Her mood, his day might be heaven, or hell, and he was utterly powerless!   his only hope being to please Her with total submission. Read more…

Soul Music

Yes, i’m doug,” answered doug, somewhat shocked to be greeted by a man.

“i’m laforge. Welcome to Marina del Rey, fellow subject,” said laforge, noticing doug’s apprehension. “Oh, don’t worry. i do a little ‘protection’ work for the Mistress. She wants to tease you for a bit, and asked me to prepare you.” Read more…

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