Suzy Gray was a 20 year old Junior at State U., and it was her turn to host the study group for the Cultural Anthropology course at her small off-campus apartment. When the study session was starting the process of wrapping up, pleasantries were exchanged amongst the students. Suzy asked a question of Tony Munro, a slender, studious black sophomore. "Hey Ton...
The Day of the Ceremony is Finally Here Part 7 As I drove home from work, I could not stop thinking about how our lives as slave and slut had escalated so quickly. What felt like days ago, I was a powerful executive about to obtain my new and even more respected position, but instead I was driving home soaked in my colleagues urine as the new office demoral...
CHAPTER 1 DANYELLE JOINS THE MASTER Danyelle knew the decision to stay would mean that she could never truly feel the love of another man. She now belonged to her master and his love was all she would ever know. The sacrifice to commit to him was her decision and not one she took lightly. Their relationship grew out of necessity. She wanted to belong to so...
PART 17: THE NIGHTMARE OF VEGAS WAS NOT OVER It had not been even 15 minutes when I heard the door to the suite open. I was expecting to hear lots of voices, but that was not the case. Seconds later, the light flipped on and Karen stood there with a devious smile. "The night is nowhere near finished slut," she said and immediately she ordered both of us t...
When you read these stories on-line, you always wonder how much of them is true, and how much is not. The bulk of this story is true, with only the most of the names changed to protect the innocent and in some instances, the deceased. At one time, many years ago, I was really into the "Lifestyle". I had the occasion to meet a large number of couples, includi...
My name is Abdul Ibrahim, and I'm a big and tall ( exactly six-foot-one by 250 pounds ) Black man of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I am twenty seven years old, a practicing Muslim, and I also happen to be bisexual. Actually, make that Openly Bisexual. A lot of people are surprised when I tell them who and what I am. Appare...
As I drove home from work, I could not stop thinking about how our lives as slave and slut had escalated so quickly. What felt like days ago, I was a powerful executive about to obtain my new and even more respected position, but instead I was driving home soaked in my colleagues urine as the new office demoralized submissive. My wife, who was the love of...
I was overwhelmed as I emerged from the cellar door, leashed and on all fours; I was ready to beg and whine for relief as I viewed Blanche's magnificent buxom curves and folds flex in the latex; a 62 year old woman who had shown she owned me completely within a matter of hours. I willingly followed on all fours, hoping she would allow me full use of the Viag...
Author's Note: This is purely a work of fiction based on the Interracial theme. Past experience has taught me that many don't understand this category, especially the inner struggles of a cuckold husband. The struggle is this: The husband wants his wife to be a slut for other men and he doesn't want his wife to be a slut for other men. That's the basis of al...
Still looking for more black sex, I asked my husband Ed if we could go back to the black club where I had such a great time having sex with three separate black men. Ed made a phone call. "They want you to come back," he reported after he hung up. "They intended to make you black property." "What do you mean by black property?" I asked. Ed explained, "Fr...