Hey, there. My name is Veronique Anglin. A six-foot-one, heavyset and dark-skinned young Black woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. By day, I am a patrol officer for the Brockton City Police Department. I've been working for the local police precinct ever since I graduated from the Boston Metropolitan Police Academy. Prior to that, I spent fo...
Part 4, Hot Flashes -- by jessicablank Synopsis: At the inn in Her Realm, MzDominica demonstrated Her glass-covered sensory deprivation chamber, showing how the use of Her Voice as a subliminal soundtrack could be used to program slaves' minds to obey her, so very deeply. Mistress Black, who owns a chain of spas, made a deal with Dominica, to use the "rela...
A while ago, in the beautiful nation of Pakistan, a remarkable young Muslim woman named Salwa Khan made a life-changing discovery about herself. Something she'd been hiding from herself for far too long became obvious to her and she accepted it at last. Fate meant for me to do extreme things and I am finally okay with that, Salwa Khan realized. Salwa was bor...
In the world of BDSM, there are lots of dominant men and an equal or greater number of submissive women. Comparatively, there are far more submissive men than there are dominant women. This leads the submissive men to be constantly on the prowl for the dominant women that they crave. The competition for mistresses, dominatrices and the like among submissive...
When I looked in the mirror at my naked body I was surprised at how scratched and red my nipples were. No wonder they were sore. Turning around I saw big bruises across my ass that I was going to have to explain if my husband saw them. Lying to my husband wasn't something that I was looking forward to. However, I was definitely not prepared to tell him tha...
Mark sat in a wooden chair behind a two-way mirror watching his wife in the adjoining room speaking with Mistress Diana. Hi hands were cuffed to the arms of the wooden chair as he sat completely naked waiting to see what they were going to do next. He had been kept locked in a chastity tube for eight weeks while Mistress teased and humiliated him. Mark smil...
I was sitting in my car outside of Lauren's house fixing my makeup and making certain that my dress and thigh highs were just right so that I would make a sexy impression on Mistress Lauren at our first meeting as she had instructed me in our internet correspondence. I was playing with my wet pussy and glanced down at my watch and realized that I was now nea...
So much had happened in the last twenty-four hours that Jenny was glad just to sit for a moment. The hard wooden bench was uncomfortable but Jenny didn’t care she just wanted to rest. Her legs were aching her arms were scratched and bruised, her eye blackened and her lip was cut. She sat her eyes closed her head back against the cold concrete wall. For a cou...
I woke up when she whipped the cover off the cage. I had been able to curl up enough to sleep on my side but when I tried to move I was very stiff. She opened the cage door and I backed out. She told me to go take a nice long shower and that my clothes would be on the bed when I finish. She was wearing a pair of tan slacks and a yellow blouse and looked like...
"Jamila, I must admit, when I first saw you in the Capital University library, I thought you were soft and sweet," Jean-Paul Stephens said with a nervous smile, and he looked upon his dominatrix with newfound reverence. Mistress Karangwa, also known as Jamila Karangwa, smiled at the burly, handsome and dark-skinned young Haitian gentleman who sat across from...