My name is Donna Wilson. I'm a six-foot-tall, blonde-haired and green-eyed white chick living in the Meadowlands area of Ottawa in Ontario, Canada. I'm a student at Algonquin College, majoring in the field of Nursing. At least that's my day job. What I do at night is altogether different. I'm a BDSM fanatic. And I have a vested interest in Race Play, one of...
It was officially Reading Day: the day between the final day of classes and the first day of final exams. The library was absolutely packed with students trying to finish the projects and research papers they had kept putting off throughout the semester, and the tiny study rooms were all occupied. It was not until I had reached the seventh and highest floo...
Chapter One Jade Pounding rain had long drenched through the thick cape and leather armor. The mask covered all but her amber, feline eyes. She rode her stallion at a walk through the streets empty of anything but starving mongrels with nowhere else to be. Though it could only be midday, the sun was utterly obscured, giving the appearance of a moonless nig...
This was the way it always was with Dr. Whitmore: she turned her patient on, got her warmed up, and let her experience ecstasy at least once before making the patient service her in return. Madame White was the persona she donned to escape from normality and indulge her darkest, most sadistic tendencies. Sometimes, though, you just need a head in your lap. T...
Christine had no idea how much time had gone by since she got on her back. From her point of view time seemed to come to a still. All she knew at that moment was the feeling of ecstasy. Each time Sarah's lips kissed her between her legs Christine felt a chill go up her spine. Her breathing became quiet and staggered as she became more aroused. Christine had,...
Of course it was all so absurd. So Jess had been Dyke Grappler Champion for 14 years. The whole thing was a show to get money off gullible people, mainly men who could not resist their dark sadistic side. They liked to see women fight each other, to hear their cries of anguish and pain. The whole thing was an insult to women and particularly lesbians, limiti...
The name is Lorelei Isobel Azure. The hard-living heroine of this tawdry little tale. I stand six feet eleven inches tall and weigh exactly three hundred and forty pounds. Yeah, I'm huge. Big all over. I've got big breasts, a thick body, wide hips and a big, plump ass. We're talking about a sixty-inch booty here. My skin is bone-white, my eyes are green and...
Dear Reader and of course my Dear Followers I have a request. If you'd like to suggest what might happen in Act 2. I will write it and publish it here. Send as many suggestions as you like and I will choose the one that turns me on the most. With love and respect, Suzy ****************************************** The Secret Theatre It is said that in the...
Introduction: I am taking Cathy out of the Sorority Sisters series. She is so productive that if I leave her there she will overwhelm the other girls. And for the same reason, she deserves a spotlight all her own. She has earned it; she is in a class by herself. I have an archive of her exploits begging for exposure. Cathy is a true slut -- an exhibitionis...
My experience with Sally was confusing, to say the least. I was angry, hurt, surprised, insulted, and felt degraded. I'd been beaten and raped by that bitch. I reasoned that I couldn't have been the only woman she'd treated that way. Never again, I vowed. After thinking about some more I made an appointment with the dean of the college. I would expose Sally...