She continued with Her story apparently still stunned by the events of the last three months. He laid respectfully quiet, still unable to move within his restrictions, yet soaking up the events as She revealed them to him. He was stunned by Her news and now realised why She had shut him out of Her life for so long. -0- She sat in a huge drawing room, surro...
My name is Diana Styles and I'm a strap-on addict and an avowed fetish fanatic. A five-foot-ten, kind of chubby and big-bottomed, blonde-haired and green-eyed Irishwoman of Southern origin living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Forty years old and counting. By day, I am an accountant. I am the CEO of Styles & Madison, a multi-million-dollar accountin...
Meet Dennis Pierrot, a big and tall black man living in the City of Cap-Haitien, Haiti. A maintenance man at College Notre Dame Du Perpetuel Secours, Dennis is a hard working brother with an embarrassing problem of a personal nature. Simply put, Dennis is constantly constipated, and he has tried just about everything to cure his affliction. What's a brother...
Apparently, Somali Muslim lesbians don't exist. Hmm, that's news to me because I see one every time I look in the mirror. My name is Halima Ali, and I'm a young Black woman of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I study bio-chemistry at the University of Ottawa, and I'm also fairly active on the campus LGBT scene. Indeed, I'm the only Musli...
"You can definitely do better than that," Mistress Mariam Tilahun said haughtily as she looked down at her latest submissive. The bodacious Ethiopian Muslim dominatrix stood five-foot-eleven, curvy and sexy, with medium brown skin, and a sturdy build. Her slightly angular, continuously animated and quite pretty face was framed by a dark blue Hijab, and her l...
This was Miles' first sight of the woman simply known as Madam Zandra, and would be the last time he saw England. The tanned woman sneered down at him as Myra had him stumble on his knees to her, the leash pulled tighter as he was moved close enough to smell the sweet perfumes of the woman who would now on own him, and would control his destiny... his cock b...
Author's Note: The identity of the car is left purposefully hidden as an exercise for the reader, although it shouldn't be too hard for the right devotee. Indeed, vague devotees will guess in the first paragraph, while only true devotees will get the full answer. It is probably best to read at least the original "Harm School", and probably also "Harem Scho...
Blanche stood before me in a show of her absolute dominance over a kneeling male, who was more than willing to just as he was told by a far superior entity. She allowed me to inhale her beautifully spicy womanhood, her panties now moist with arousal; she had a male just where she wanted him and her enjoyment of the situation was increasing rapidly. My cock d...
[True Story] Author's Note: This is the true story of my first-ever experience as a submissive. The full title was originally "Early Bird Dinner: Hyperrealism, Mundanity, and Sexual Taboo." It has a long exposition, but no detail was spared, and I promise it all pays off in the end ;). More to come in Part 2. I hope you enjoy! // I bat my eyelashes at the...
I finished it. And made my wife fall in deep sexual lust with the rubber man. I have finished designing and constructing my rubber fetish suit, after months of secretly buying my components. Hiding the project from my dear and enchanting wife, who was speechless upon seeing me in it. My rubber outfit consists of a pair of glossy black hunter boots, skin...