It was nearly ten months since he had begun to serve her. He was kneeling on the floor between her legs. She had told him to look her in the eye. She had noticed that he was still active on the kinky dating site where they had met. She wanted to know if she was enough for him. She asked him why he still visited the site. He looked down from her eyes and told...
This is set in the same universe as my other story Forgotten but does not crossover as most of it is set seventy years earlier. I have done as much research as I could to try make it as authentic as possible (terminology and the like). I guess this the result of watching too many war documentaries with my dad when I was growing up. I am open to help with thi...
Rough Cut – A Moe Gafferson Mystery Written by Desdmona Edited by Poison Ivan Chapter 15 Moe was a light sleeper and had been ever since he was old enough to climb out of his crib. Most nights he could be roused by a cat tiptoeing on the roof. So he was surprised to wake up from his cramped position on the divan to find already Mona in the kitchen, all sh...
First of all, I want to say that I know how this sounds. I really do. There was a time when I didn't understand my desires. A time when I thought I needed my head examined. As a young Black man of Haitian descent living in North America, I have a certain image to maintain. Yet public image must give way to the truth that lies beneath. If you're scratching yo...
Another episode in the life of Justine, the property of Mistress Jasmine. For background concerning Justine and her Mistress, please check out my other stories. Thanks for reading! --------------------------------------------- Elaine West stood in line at the coffee shop and looked around at the people seated at the small tables in the sitting area. Most...
Unconscious Camilla's endless memory visions brought her to one six years before the aquarium incident. She was 31 at the time, though Nigrovum was making her look like a 23-year-old. One class she was teaching was Incest In World Literature: as well as English writing, the course included English translations of prose and poetry from various languages. Th...
Michelle Stewart crossed her arms and watched the bitches leave the apartment. Every girl, except herself, had been invited to a photo shoot today and Michelle knew it was because she had almost called the clumsy black waiter the "N" word. Both Tyrone and Solomon had given her mean stares afterwards. Why did they have to be black? And who ever heard of a mo...
It's good to know that I still have a following, despite the strap on escapade. I also have to applaud everyone for sticking around for this long. I'll be honest, this story has gotten much larger then what I had originally intended. I must also thank everyone for their comments and votes, be it good or bad. I know a couple were against having Alan turned,...
Witches never die. Living forever, they are here now and are here to stay. ...And so is Satan. So, with witches all around us, just out of curiosity, who do you think is a witch today? If witches lived today, do you suspect anyone as being a witch? With them easy to identify in the way they looked more than 300 years ago, seemingly witches had a difficult t...
Sometime in the Past "Hey...Hey!" a Japanese man waved. Nik took his earphones off. He was jogging on a treadmill and didn't notice the man say hello. "Hi." "You look in good shape. Do you come here often?" the man asked. "Sometimes, when work lets me. Why?" The Japanese man was skinny like a marathon runner. There didn't appear to be an ounce of...