Author's Notes: After several months of editing on Literotica, this is my first attempt at my own story. If it gets good feedback, you will all be treated to more of the on-going tales between these "based on reality" characters. Special thanks to my Master and muse LunarSirius. I have learned much about writing from him, and he was instrumental in helpin...
Even several days after Demetrius had left the kingdom of the Amazons, his ass still hurt. At night, he would dream of being rammed continuously by the beautiful Hippolyta's strapon, and would wake up hard, throbbing and twitching. It took at least a week before he could walk without pain, and it would be a month before the fire up his ass finally subsided....
Born on the island of Trinidad to an Afro-Trinidadian mother, Amina Ramping, and an Indian immigrant father, Khan Saad, Kerry had always known early on that she was different. It wasn't something that Kerry understood fully, but she watched the people around her and knew that she was smarter and better than them. The fact that she was also exotically beautif...
'It wasn't always like this. I was part of a majestic matriarchy which resided on a small scenic island. Our tribe basked in the glory of abundant sunlight and natural resources. My role in the society was that of a gatherer. We would scavenge for anything useful after the brave hunters had dealt with threats inside the jungle. Subsequently, we would craft n...
Sitting comfortably in her basement/dungeon, Ottawa's premier dominatrix Madame Whitley looked at her submissive, Shane Johnson, as the big and tall, formerly masculine Black dude stepped out. Clad in a pink Tutu, blonde wig, crimson pantyhose and high heels, the brother was finally letting out his inner slut. For years, Madame Whitley struggled to help Shan...
Aureilia found herself even more excited about the opaque plastic tubes with obvious semen being sucked into them from the men's eternally erect penises. The flow was not constant from each man, but the ejaculations occurred as they did on the island. The women manipulated the big toes of the men, and slow pleasurable orgasms occurred in the men, and the r...
"Fuck the haters," Mistress Nyx Flames wrote on her website, and the six-foot-tall, curvaceous, scantily clad Black woman allowed herself a contented smile. It wasn't easy being an African dominatrix in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, land of uptight, close-minded and annoying bozos, but somehow, she made it work. Word was starting to get out about her elite se...
This piece was written with intentional errors in capitalization--to highlight the Dominant partner in the story in all ways--and sentence fragments--so as to appear stream-of-consciousness and spontaneous. ... stretched. bound. waiting. cuffed and collared, blindfolded and gagged...His girl, bound for His pleasure. enveloped in darkness, all sounds,...
The collar around her neck pulled tightly against her skin as the chain was yanked on. One and a half inch links made up the lead she was being dragged along with. On her bare knees, she walked across the hardwood floors, warm with the afternoon sun. He lived on the 6th floor of a city's skyline. The flat was the 6th floor. Master wasn't rich, but he was wel...
My mother and father were arguing about money again. That seemed to be all they ever did. When I finally turned 18 a few months ago they seemed to stop trying to hide these arguments from me and now my life is just watching them argue. “He doesn’t pay me enough! there’s nothing I can do!” “You can go down there and ask him for a raise! He knows you have a fa...