Ten minutes into “The Sinner” S4/E1 I stumble across the probably most relatable s.ex scene on “normal TV”.
Tell-tale signs of a good weekend.
And thus the journey begins.
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I am early. Not because I am desperate to see you (well, maybe a bit), but because I know you are not ready yet. I know you have an important business dinner that is still ongoing right now.
What I also know is that you are checking your watch every few minutes. Subtly. Or at least in an attempt at subtlety. Because this day of professional meetings has dragged on for what felt like forever. When all you want is for it to be over with so we can finally meet.
I had sent you a message mere minutes ago. Somehow you would find a way to excuse yourself to the bathroom to listen to it. A recording of the sound of my high heels on tiles. Clack-clack-clack. I know what that sound does to you on any given day. But today, it almost sends you over the edge. You shiver, your hair stands on end.
As you sit back down with your business partners, facing away from the bar, your senses are heightened.
Then you hear it, somewhere behind you, clack-clack-clack … the sound of heels. Slow but deliberate, assertive. From your left, the entrance, moving towards the bar. And true enough, as your gaze focuses on the reflection in the panoramic window, you catch a glimpse … and you recognise who you will be kneeling for very soon.
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Gustav Vigeland Kneeling Man Embracing a Standing Woman
Adoration and worship. Through the ages, through societies and cultures. A concept known to all races, all peoples, all religions.
It does not need a “kinky” label, does not need whips and chains. It only needs two hearts that beat as one while they are at the same time the two sides of the same coin.
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Morning
Does this ring a bell?
Bonjour madame, would you share us 3 sexual resolutions for 2022?
There is only one: continuing to do what I’m doing.
Everything evolves. Fantasies, desires, preferences.
I like to go with the flow of what my mind and body crave and where the interaction with my partner take us without setting expectations or planning ahead. This approach has served me well in the past and will continue to do so.
“Who owns you, my boy?”
“You do, my Queen!”
“We’re both very lucky, then!”
When greatness descends from its lofty pedestal, it assumes human dimensions.
Louise Colet
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Anonymous asked:
Chère Marquise, I have one ask to you and two questions for the man in your photos whom I assume your boyfriend
for you question is I remember in an other ask a while ago you said you like surprises. What about your man has surprises you?
for he questions, how does you feel like to know that Marquise have this blog and we are all obsessing about your domme or girlfriend? and what are the best things about her in reality?
Thank yous 🙏
My biggest surprises are that he took to the denial/chastity aspect like a fish to water, that he found nooks and crannies my body responds to that no man has ever cared to explore and that he likes to colour coordinate his outfits with mine (if you have read the “rituals” story, you know that’s a thing of mine, irrespective of the lingerie thing).
He wants to answer your asks with counter questions:
1) how does it affect your obsession, that you now know she has a sub/boyfriend in real life? I didn‘t know about the blog until she told me …
2) The best things? I think you know the blog, and so you know the things you probably would like best … there is nothing fake in the blog, and it reflects her very well in reality. The best thing for me is she.
Good boys deserve a treat or two , don’t you think ?