MeMa's Garden

A word



A word, a laugh,
 The tones that come from your throat
A look, a feeling,
This invades my soul,
 And runs thru me like a sharp knife

 Harshness, gentleness,
 That takes me to another place
Emotions, desires,
 Those confuse my mind once again,
And finally a peace.
Knowing you were always there
 Theresa Sechrest

Mistress Star.....





As the fire from the hearth casts a deep magenta and amber glow upon the molded grayish stones of the eroded dungeon Her form shadows like a demon of the darkness ….. With Her head held High... and Her body carried with the grace of the flame itself She raises Her arms above Her head as Her head begins to roll wildly tussling Her long mane as She looks to the shackled slaves sitting against the walls watching Her every movement . She smiles and glares at each one making him believe that he will be the one She will grant Her attention to …dancing seductively,, Her body in sync with every beat and vibration She runs Her hands slowly down her heaving ample breasts and wickedly smiles from Her own seductive touch ….they are captivated by Her trance like glare,, and almost terrified of the wicked grin upon Her lips as the music calls to Her.. Placing one foot on the belly of one male slave and stepping hard in the groin of another She sways allowing them to take in Her sweet fragrance, teasing, taunting. Watching the flame of desire grow as bright as the dancing flames from the hearth ….She turns, and slowly and confidently walks back to the hearth and its warmth, seduction is Her tool … and they are forever Hers Mind body and Soul……………………..Theresa ( Mistress Star) Sechrest...