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I do love when I gain this much control over a boy-pussy. So much control they will do whatever is asked by me, no forcing necessary! All this Goddess has to do is ask very sweetly. I love reading the stories my pets write for me! It is the true form of adoration I desire! Thank you Pussy-boi Markie for making me a happy Mommy! Here is his next story! Enjoy!

She was glancing in the store windows as She walked through the mall, and he couldn’t help but notice Her as he sipped on his coffee from a stool at the coffee kiosk. She was radiantly lovely, with dark tresses and a glowing, smooth complexion. To his relief, he realized it wasn’t just him who watched Her.

Still, She noticed him, a nice looking man, youthful for a man in his fifties, and She strode to him and looked at him seriously, asking “were you ogling Me?”

“Ah, well, I wouldn’t call it ogling exactly,” he stammered. “You’re pretty eye-catching and it’s hard not to want to look at you,” he explained sheepishly. he instinctively knew better than to lie to Her, but he didn’t want Her to think he was prone to leering at any attractive women who passed by.

The corners of Her mouth turned up slightly as She suppressed a smile, and he smiled a little, too, a little relieved She was not upset with him. “Please don’t be upset with me,” he asked her meekly. “Pretty please?”

“Well, since you’re so sweetly apologetic, I suppose I have to let you off the hook this time,” She told him softly. “I know you’re a good boy at heart,” She said. “Such a good, sweet boy. Aren’t you, angel?”

Her words went through him like an electric arc, reaching into the core of his being, and he felt a little dazed as his eyes fell into Hers. She saw She had captured him for the moment, and pondered the question of what to do with him.

She smiled down at him and played with his hair for a moment, then caressed his cheek. Her hand was so warm and soft, it felt so right on his face, and he blushed so for Her. As he blushed more, blushing like a pink rose, his pupils opened to Her and She could sense his self control wavering.

“Such a sweet, helpless little one, aren’t you?” She asked him gently. She heard him moan ever so softly, and She resumed her tender assault on his senses. “What’s your name,” She asked him, and he responded.

“Well, little miss markie, what am I to do with you?” She asked him. She watched his lips part as if to object to Her characterization of him, but She placed a lovely finger over his lips. “Hush baby,” She instructed him. “Hush My little sweetling.” She watched as he began to cave under Her lovely, relentless attack, and She took his face in both Her hands.

She pulled his face up to Hers, kissing his nose and eyes, then turned his head to the side and whispered in his ear. “So sweet, like a kitten,” She breathed into his ear, nibbling on his earlobe as She scratched his scalp. She could hear his heart beat as She opened him like a bouquet, opening him to Her desires and Her whims.

“Would you like me to leave a mark on your ear, or maybe on your neck, little one? A souvenir to take home to your wife, perhaps?” She said in a low voice. he moaned audibly, and She knew what She was doing was insane, but She was so hungry. So hungry to devour this one.

She bit into his neck, and he yelped a little as the pain jolted him momentarily. She continued to hold  him with Her teeth, and he was soon awash in Her fragrance, lost in Her touch and Her nearness and Her radiance. She felt him relax and She knew She had him. She had branded him and made him Hers and only Hers.

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