Please note -- All characters portrayed in this fictional story are 18 and over. This chapter finalises this portion of the story however if you would like to continue there have been further chapters written under the title of Power Versus Submission to be published soon. This chapter contains themes of coercion and questionable consent, if this is likely t...
My name is Shamika Brown. I'm a six-foot-tall, square Black woman living in the city of Buffalo, New York. I run a shelter for immigrants and refugees known as the House of Life. I wear glasses, I'm somewhat curvy, with big tits and a big round ass. I also wear glasses. I'm in my forties and still not married because nobody can stand having me around. I'm yo...
It was Sunday morning at 11am. Bonnie put her little girl to bed for her nap. Ken was off to the golf course with his friends and Bonnie sat at the kitchen table and drank coffee. Her mind reviewed recent events. Here she was a content homemaker that never ever even thought of having sex with another female. She was abducted by four dikes and forced to eat t...
"That's all it is sweetheart." she intoned again in that honey-dripping voice. "Just a little scrap of fabric. All that's between me and you." My pussy quivered a pulse a bolt of all the possibilities of what she could do to me ran through my head at once, in an instant. She looked at me over the dinner table. We were closer than two diners should be to ea...
Casey snuggled close again, her long brown hair tickling my exposed skin in the half-light of the fire. Even after two deeply satisfying orgasms, I couldn't believe I wanted more. As her breath moistened the side of my neck, the hint of her lips' caress set me aflame. "Mmmmm......." I breathe. My neck was one of my most sensitive areas. And Casey loved to...
Note: This story is dedicated to Jamie who requested this perverse tale. Jamie you are one naughty deviant. Note 2: And thanks to Estragon for his dedicated copy editing. Becoming a Pet: An Innocent Start Ever look back on your life and try to pinpoint exactly when your life changed? It is almost never anything dramatic, but usually a decision that is...
Mega had gotten back to her daily routine. Her mind drifted into memory as she smiled at the car ride home just three days ago. She hadn't heard from Davis in those three days so she shook the memory out of her head and stared at the numbers on her screen. Her phone vibrated indicating that she had a new email in her personal inbox. Glancing into her inbox...
Hi, Madam Lisa here. This is part 4 of my real-life ongoing relationship with my sub. Please read parts 1 - 3 as this will help you follow along. The only thing I have changed are the names. I also do not mention the names of the locations. I sure some of you will be able to figure them out. All I ask is you don't tell. Thank you for reading my story. I hope...
The morning mist covered the grass and flowers; it was a beautiful May morning in Georgia. Birds were chirping and a slight breeze rustled the leaves in the trees that lined the long driveway that led to a spacious mansion. It was difficult for Nora to believe that she was only sixty miles out side of Atlanta; it seemed to be a very different world. Nora par...
1. ...of fish and bicycles It was a new job or rather it was her first real job after university and Pam was thrilled. She had been invited for the interview on the strength of her CV and references and had been appointed to the new research team straight away. It really was a 'dream job'. Her new employer was one of the new Biotech Research Companies that...