The secret lives of entertainers, especially erotic ones, would absolutely fascinate you if you were privy to them, of course. Do you know what porn stars do in private? The answer would surprise you. Take Brian Pumper for example. In front of the camera, he's a tall, good-looking Black man with a big dick. And he fucks women of all ethnicities. In the ass n...
There was a really odd, unofficial tradition at our high school that on the last day of classes, when the final bell rang, students would empty the contents of their lockers onto the floor of the hallways, somewhat of a "school's out for summer" act as summer vacation finally began. It was a tradition I had never understood, and still do not understand, and...
This was probably my very first attempt at writing adult fiction and was more of an effort at exploring my own fantasies and thus work out what drove me than any serious effort to entertain others. Reading it now, it seems simpler and more direct than my later work and may be better or worse for that. I will leave it to you the gentle reader to decide... *...
My friends call me the Ebony Giantess. My name is Ebony Anne Washington. A six-foot-three, busty and big-bottomed, kind of chubby and dark-skinned Black woman living in the city of Ottawa, Ontario. I'm a third-year student at Delmar University in the capital city of Ottawa, in the province of Ontario. I major in Criminal Justice. Someday, I'm going to be a P...
For a man who had been delivered naked with a head n his lap, Steve Jacobs was very calm After getting dressed he was enjoying a glass of whiskey. "Aren't you angry?" Donna demanded Jacobs thought for a moment, "Not really." Why not! Sasha humiliated you, you didn't capture her." "True", he agreed. "But overall this was a profitable venture." "How?!"...
I wonder for the umpteenth time what could possibly be so important that you would need to drag me out into the frigid arctic weather. The day is bitterly cold and my nose and fingers are getting numb. It is snowing, not big fat lazy snowflakes, but medium sized and drizzly, as though the sky is some big snarling dog spitting rabidly with anger. Although it'...
A brief interlude where our protagonist realises just how much impact his experiences in the previous chapter have had on his ability to be satisfied. NB: Contains watersports. I drove home with my mind so fogged by shock that I found myself frowning and squinting to concentrate on the road beyond the rain spattered windscreen. I felt cold and clammy as th...
This story has been long in the making. I've had the idea in the back of mind for years now and I finally sat down to feed it and see how it would grow. It has chapters in several different categories, though mostly BDSM, Non-consent, and Group. I highly recommend reading in order. As always, please let me know what you think • DemoonKatjie© *...
I knelt beside my master in the attitude he had prescribed. Eyes cast down to the floor at an angle of forty-five degrees. Heels together, knees fifteen inches apart, my butt resting on my knees. My arms behind my arched back, left wrist laid in the palm of my right hand. My master who was drinking beer from a German stein had not spoken since I entered...
Bootsie did something just unforgivable. "Don't make any plans this weekend, Darrell," she said breezily. "I've hired a Male Master to work on your attitude problems." Darrell's jaw dropped. "A-a what?" He needed to clean out his ears, he thought. Bootsie smiled. "A male master...he's a friend of Fanchon Nemirow's. You know, you go to ChasteBois wit...