Diesel City stretches like a rusted ulcer across the northern United States from Chicago to Cleveland. Motorcycles, trains, and airships constantly roar through the city streets belching smoke and rattling the oft-broken windows as great factories churn out everything from muscle cars to atomic bombs. Women tend to fall into three categories: Dames (easy lab...
Quick and simple guides to help turn that selfish and controlling man into a loving affectionate slave Training his mind is just as important as his body. He will need encouragement. Constantly remind him how he's given himself to you and how you cherish the sacrifice -- but he needs this training to really become yours. Associating arousal with pain and f...
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The night had gone smoothly, and when John awoke, he had almost forgotten about yesterday's events. He still had not received any apologies from Alison, but it didn't matter. The weekend was over, and he had to get back to University. From his room, he heard Melody going down the stairs. "Eh. I guess she got ready before I did." He wasn't the kind to get e...
Another little story that I threw together, this time from the Domme's perspective. Contains ballbusting, femdom themes, light bondage, strap-on sex. Comments and criticisms welcome as always. Enjoy. ------------------- As I stand back to appreciate my handiwork, I can't help but be impressed with myself. Slave tells me he's not really into bondage, but hi...
The question didn't surprise me. We'd played before. Sandra and I were in the car just about a mile from my home. I said I would. "Then go to the apartment." Not a word was spoken during the time it took for us to get to get there. It was only when the car had been manoeuvred into the underground lot, parked and the ignition turned off that she said: "When...
Faisal Waberi sat behind the computer, on an isolated corner of the Carleton University library, and smiled as he typed the words "black femdom," on the search engine. Immediately, all manner of hits popped up, displaying scantily clad women of African descent, some of them holding whips, others stroking phallic objects. Very nice, Faisal thought excitedly....
Chapter 1: Sexual Awakening Alex's morning ritual had changed lately. Typically he would start his day by slamming his alarm clock, getting out of bed, brewing coffee and taking a shower. But now, Alex was generally restless, always waking before his alarm could rouse him. He would rush to his computer immediately checking his messages, today was no differe...
(If you enjoy this story please consider leaving a comment saying what it was you liked, or would like to see more of. Feedback really encourages writers to add more threads!) You are Bob, a freelance journalist, scraping a living writing terrible pieces for the worst magazines, tabloids and websites. When you started out you had dreams to making your name b...
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...