So a week later I found myself driving home, strangely at piece with what I was. I was a slut. And not just any slut, I was Jakes slut. I didn't go home, but went directly to Jakes house. As soon as I climbed out of the car the door swung open and Jake was standing there glaring at me. "Where the hell have you been!" He demanded, running down the stairs. "...
Note: This runs parallel to and continues after The Dream, from a different point of view. *** Jimmy felt bored sitting in his cubicle. It was Friday 7pm, most people had left early to enjoy the weekend. But Jimmy didn't want to go to the empty apartment. The kids had gone to their grandma's and his wife Tanya was going out with someone. A student apparent...
God I was so fucked up. Every important decision I'd ever made in my life had been the wrong decision. I'd left home far too young because Mom and Dad had told me if I continued seeing (they meant fucking around with) the older man (he'd been 19 to my 15) they would call the cops and have him charged with statutory rape. Of course I'd known more than they h...
Taken across my mother's lap at the age of 28 and spanked with panties down in front of the family gathered for our Christmas dinner was not what I'd expected when I accepted the invitation to go home for the holidays. This was almost twenty years ago and I had recently been divorced from my first husband. It wasn't that surprising that my marriage had come...
"Granny Babette, I swear, this porno magazine isn't mine," Lucien Augustin said, and the big and tall young Haitian man looked at the tall, curvy older Black woman with a rather sheepish grin. Lucien Augustin, a first-year student at Algonquin College, had been attending the same predominantly Black church in Vanier, Ontario, his whole life. He was well acqu...
Come here. You know what you came here for, my brother. You've been browsing the online world for a particular unicorn, the Black Dominatrix who caters exclusively to Black men. Everywhere you look, in the world of BDSM, it's stuff for white guys. Well, come here, and serve me, Mistress Shayira, the Black Dominatrix of your dreams. The only dominant sister i...
Meet Sadaf Zarif, a fifty-year-old Persian Muslim woman originally from the City of Tabriz, Iran, who spent most of her life living in the continental U.S. until her life changed. Fate prompted Sadaf to move to the City of Ottawa, Ontario, and the bold, adventurous gal is now exploring Canada's norms and mores with her own unique style and aplomb, as they sa...
"The BDSM lifestyle is not incompatible with Islam, indeed, lots of Muslims, both singles and couples, incorporate BDSM into their daily lives," Professor Soraya Aluko said, speaking to her World Religion & Sexuality class at Carleton University. The six-foot-tall, well-dressed, bespectacled Nigerian-Canadian Muslim woman paused and took a look at the studen...
This story is based on what may be an urban myth from my college days. A fraternity brother told me about the incident after my own adventure, described in my story "Pledge Class Payback" so I believe it to be true. When I asked about it, no one could remember the actual names or years or the fraternity. However, it fed my imagination and inspired me to writ...
Noreen So there I was up again at 7:30 grabbing some OJ from the refrigerator. I heard Consuela singing softly nearby in the laundry room. I knew that following the laundry duties she'd be getting breakfast ready. I finished the juice, rinsed the glass and left it in the sink and strolled silently around the house. When I came to Noreen's room, I opened th...