Latest Posts by patronamarquessa - Page 2

Very nicely done

Perfect...

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Lovely and loving

Pity they are not peep toe...but, make the best of it, puppybitch. *smile*

*chuckling*...Indeed...

Hello everyone. I just wanted to post this to think Mistress MarQ for realigning my hips last weekend. grin We managed to spend three days and four nights together at a business function in Utah last weekend. I am not sure who needed it more but I do think that I benefitted more.

The first...

Conversations with My puppybitch. (Open forum)

Questions, chat, confessions or whatever crosses your mind.  Please feel free to join in. 

We are trying to become more involved in the tumblr community, the Femdomme community in particular.

I look forward to reading it.  Thank you.

Absolutely.

Yes

Reblog and help others find you. =)

An understatement.

And I loved delivering every stroke, puppybitch...more to come...Mistress. *smile*

Vegas .. APR 2013

There are times when nothing at all works as well as a light to medium flogging to get the blood flowing.

What's not to like...

My puppy's toes...what happens in Vegas, doesn't always stay in Vegas...*grin*

LOVE these boots!

Suitable, considering the title of My blog.  *smile*

especially for My puppybitch ... *smiling* ... when I found this I knew it needed to be put here for you.  If I had you always, Mine...you would have one of these of your very own, even the colors are perfect. 

I found this image on divinelycaged blog and I thank him kindly for posting it for the rest of us to enjoy.

Well, if the obnoxious bedspread can be ignored this could almost be an image of innocence.  **grin**  Sort of.  Or atleast as innocent as i can be with Mistress.  In fact the caption should probably be read as “Sleep of the Innocent.”  The fact that i was not quite asleep and a half hour from being rolled over and raped does not negate the appearance here.  M’s pb

Mine...yes, yes you are...Mistress ... *smile*

I have to second that sentiment ... until soon, puppybitch...

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 until soon…

you know...there are times, pb...there are times.  ((needs source))

Thank you, puppybitch.  *smile*...I am so enjoying the thoughts behind your task.  Much more so than I had anticipated. 

Mistress,

Unfortunately a few of the images i choose did not work but these do manage to get the point across well.

In the first one i do like the aiming aspect and the fact tht the puppy is down and sort of being held there with Her knee. And yes, the directness of it. Not a heated stream...

In Response to your quad post.

Thinking about this done in front of the large picture window not so much because “common sense” was overcome by events but instead because You knew what being taken here would do to my mindset and and what voices it would bring awaken inside my head. 

I read the captions of each post and smile to Myself and recall long ago when we first met and it was I who was on their knees and You would insist that we chat in ICQ.  You did so, so You could see how flustered and aroused I would become.  It amused You to see the typos and stuttering of my sentence structure.  I see that now in your writings, the misspellings and other typos that attest to your state of mind as you put your thoughts to print.  *chuckling* I find it endearing.

 I will comment on each post made in the order that they were made, so it will be from the bottom up, how very appropriate.  *wink*

 One thing I have learned about you, puppybitch is the greater the humiliation factor the greater your arousal and farther you sink into your submission, until it is no longer submission but complete surrender.  Being taken in front of an open window facing the street, with the very real possibility of being seen by friends and neighbors is like the frosting on the cake.  I can almost feel you trembling with fear and anticipation.  A part of you wants to be seen.

Mistress, what gets me about this one is multifold.  The hints color that looks like makeup not quite fully removed, the hint of color at the lips again suggesting that this puppy was wearing an invitation on his/her lips, the rather relaxed way the Mistress is reaching over and being teasingly distracting, and lastly but by no means leastly, the lifelikeness of the tool being worn. 

I recall the first time you told Me that you wanted to be feminized, the way you agonized and the long silence as you had an inner debate with yourself on whether you could trust Me with your secret.  *smile* I can still hear the joy and trepidation in your voice when you called after receiving your first pair of heels.  I remember putting makeup on you for the first time and how tense you were at first and how you slowly relaxed and held you mouth open slightly so I could put the lipstick on your lips and how that same lipstick smeared when you greedily sucked My cock.

There is no mistaking the color here, something You have threatened in the past and promised in the future.  That combination of threat/promise always seems to being my teeth to my lower lip and an intake of breath.  And that does not even begin to comment on the stockings or what You are wearing.  The apparent softness *fist wrapped and not a bit of clitcock to be seen* is something that brings both of Us to overheatedness.  And no i am not overlooking that .. i need and want and beg to be taken just like this.

I know well your fascination with nail polish.  In your previous life (that of being the One) you required impeccable grooming of the hands and feet.  The color red to be used and that both fingers and toes match.  This was a command that I never had issue with at all.  *smile*  But, the tide has turned, My puppybitch and for obvious reasons you sporting red nail polish on your fingertips may draw more than a few stares.  However, I have found a way around that little stumbling block and you, My darling, will be mani-pedied good and proper.  Now on to the subject of “softness” … mmmmmm, how I adore that aspect of you.  I have found that the softer you are the more aroused you are, the more you leak and squirm, the lightest touch of My fingertips has you moaning and whimpering with need.  At that moment, I see your cock as a clit, alive with sensitivity aching to be touched and licked.  This reaction from you plays delightfully with My own mind and body…I’ve watched your nostrils flare and a hint of a smile touch your lips as you catch the fragrance of My arousal…*chuckling softly*…prideful puppybitch.

is this a want or a fantasy that could never be worked thru in my head, i am not sure, but …….. sooner or later from what You have said i might not have a choice.  …. and that brings my breathing to a stop almost as well as when Your hand encircle my throat.

This is a major leap of faith on your part, that your trust in Me is such that you voice your fantasy/want humbles Me, thank you.  Once voiced, it became a tool that I have employed on more than one occasion to slam you to your knees and keep you there, using words just as surely as if I had My foot on your neck.  you are correct in your thinking, puppybitch, sooner or later this will come to pass and I will watch you being used hard, taken in a way that I never will be able to accomplish.  It will be done because I want it done and because I know that deep inside you crave it…at least once.

There is no weakness in submission, there is no lack of masculinity, no homosexual tendencies, there is strength and beauty and a deep desire to please and be found pleasing.  Having been on my knees to You, I understand very well the strength of submission and the trust involved.  Thank you, puppybitch.

The die has been cast, the Chair is Mine, the switching is no more.  Mistress, your Mistress, is what I am and where I will stay.  *settling back into My chair, My feet not touching the floor, but you are there, on your knees, your hands cradling My feet and lifting each to your lips to press a kiss…* Welcome home, puppybitch.  It’s good to be the Queen.

Love, Mistress...

The last three

While i love the feeling in my head that comes from wearing Your cage and i love the feeling in my ass and groin from wearing the birthday present it was those moments of doing the expected unstated tasks after a dinner that truly kept me settled and continue to do so. 

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As I look back at the trios that you have posted, I think this last set is by far My favorite.  you have been slightly unsettled these last few weeks, I am pleased to know that little things help bring your mind and heart where they belong.  Mistress

There are times when this is desired and has been given freely right before he curls up, using My thigh as his pillow through the night.  he wakes before Me from time to time padding around silently, preparing My tea when it's time for Me to rise.  What a delight those mornings are...to wake and find him on his knees beside the bed, that unmistakable gleam of mischief dancing in dark eyes, a mug of fragrant, steaming tea between his hands as he beams his smile at Me with a perky, "morning, morning, morning, Mistress"...then kisses the rim of the mug and offers it to Me.  Yes, I do believe I shall keep him. 

There are times to think.  Sometimes those times are when there is solitude.  Left alone or perhaps even choosing to find a quiet corner to settle or to contemplate.  Those are not always bad times.  There are things that can be mentally examined, toyed with, twisted around in the mind that other times or in other situations just would not work. 

just smiles...

*chuckling* All the comforts of home...and the colors are perfect.  Can you hear the soft snick as the lock closes, pb?  Just close your eyes and listen with your mind, I'm sure you'll hear it, just as you do when the tiny lock snaps closed around your collar and cock cage.

pssst...yours is much nicer pb...*smile*

Such an excellent place to start, on your knees and at My feet.  It was, however much better when you did so in public.  Love that look in your eyes when your lips touch My toes.