Hey, there. My name is Heather. I'm a short, slim, blonde-haired and green-eyed white chick living in the city of Ottawa, Ontario. I'm a student at Carleton University, majoring in business. I'm also a closet lesbian who's into some wicked fun. What kind of fun am I talking about? The unique fun of taking a strong, modern-day Black woman and enslaving her se...
Being a big and tall, butch Black woman who worships White chicks hasn't made my life easy. My name is Mary Johnson. A Nursing student at the University of Ottawa in the Province of Ontario, Canada. Ottawa is the city I call home. My family has lived there for generations, though we're originally from the Caribbean. I'm six feet tall, with a chubby body, big...
Theresa was sweaty and exhausted she has just finished licking the glass dildo which she had serviced Mistress Shelley with. She put it back on the glass shelf next to the other sex toys. "Hurry Slave!" Mistress Shelley's voice boomed. "Remove my shoes and give me a long foot massage" Theresa got down on her knees at the end of the huge four poster bed and o...
It was a longstanding tradition for Kristin's family to have Thanksgiving dinner with their neighbors from two doors down, the Santinis, who arrived around noon. Mrs. Santini immediately swept into the kitchen to help with the cooking, while Mr. Santini joined Kristin's father outside, where he was preparing to grill the turkey. With them was their daughter...
Susan and Celeste had been dorm mates for three months. In that time, they had hardly uttered any more than a few minutes of harmless, meaningless conversation to one another. They had been placed together by the director of student residences simply at random. Neither felt they had anything in common. Celeste was an economics and foreign affairs student wit...
This is a work of lesbian fiction, and is only intended for like-minded individuals. I hope you enjoy, please mail me your comments and love. * I opened the envelope with trembling fingers and took out the hand written invitation inside. I knew it was from Mistress Megan, the girl I couldn't keep from my mind for longer than five minuets these days; I had...
Authors note -- Thank-you for reading my first story published here. I would like to point out that while some of the details in this story are details from my own life, the story itself is purely fictional. This is only the first part of this story as it ended up becoming a much bigger story than I originally thought. There is a bit of a long build up so if...
Donna's phone rang, and Brooke was quick to answer it. "Hello?" "Donna? Is that you?" "No, I'm sorry... this is Brooke... Donna's not home today... she's at a seminar in San Mateo for the weekend, and I'm here, watching her place." "San Mateo?" "It's some kind of a business thing for marketing security systems. Donna's there trying to drum up interest i...
A Mistress and Charlotte story. * Other Mistress and Charlotte stories for your enjoyment Girl FridayKitten With BenefitsMaid's Day OffA Beautiful NightCharlotte's Opening DayBest Laid PlansCharlotte's Secret RecipeCharlotte's Jazzy Halloween * Author's Note Some regular readers of Natasha and Charlotte's adventures have expressed an interest in gettin...
Chapter 7 -- Opportunities to cum Jenny and Sarah visited Ms Lacey, their English teacher, on the afternoon of the first day of the school term. They visited because they were to receive punishment... which consisted of them being tied up and teased and denied mercilessly while watching said teacher "reward" another student. When the visit was over, Ms Lac...