I suspected something was just not right. Chelle and Trish had been acting strangely for too long. Too me they seemed nervous and always had skittish eyes when they greeted me after work. They would kneel of course and it was almost impossible to detect in their demeanor but a Master knows his property and I knew something just wasn't right. I had determined...
"Today you will learn to clean the kitchen, but more specifically how to clean my kitchen," she said, looking directly at me. "You will begin by going to the cabinet above the stove and removing the box that is there. Place it on the floor next to my feet. I reached up and opened the cabinet. I am not tall and it meant reaching up on my toes. Naked while sh...
Finishing my last year of college was tough. I had recently separated from my husband. He agreed to let me stay in his grandmother's old home for a few months while I finished up school. The place was old, but it would do for the next few months. Eddie and I met at a mutual friend's house two years earlier. At the time, we had each recently come out of mes...
Rose had allowed herself to be enslaved by her master because he seemed so kind and caring at the time. He had sworn to temper her spirit in readiness for "the rapture" and committed himself to work her mind and body into a state of molten sexuality. She smiled to herself for a moment as she remembered his sincerity and dare she think it, his strange submiss...
It was 8 o'clock in the evening on a Tuesday in late June when Victoria Bidarte was kidnapped. It had been dark, damp, overcast and unusually warm, and every worker on the roofing site was sweating in the 90-degree heat. The men were sullen, and tempers were high. Those who worked on the ground envied the workers who perched on the roof, hammering and stapli...
My breasts rise out of the hot water in the tub. On my skin I can feel the water level rising. Right now the water level is just touching the soft morph-zone where the skin goes from back-skin to breast-skin. I push my thighs down to the very bottom of the tub and then raise them. I love the small waves of wet heat this causes. I can feel the water move down...
There is nothing quite like it, folks. What the fuck am I talking about? The awesome feeling I get as I work my eight-inch, uncircumcised Black dick into the tight asshole of a big-booty, sexy Black woman. I am addicted to anal sex. Just call me the Ass Master. Actually, make that the Black Ass Master. I exclusively hunt Black Booty. Asian booty isn't up to...
Hello, there. My name is Christine Pierre. I'm a big black woman of Haitian descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I attend UMass-Boston, where I major in the promising field of Nursing. These days, life is good. I'm just a plus-size sister trying to get ahead in life, you know? This right here is the tale of what I've done to scratch a certa...
I'm convinced that I have been sexually aware since I w as three years old. This is not to say that I had a sex life at that early age. Not at all. All I'm saying is that I can distinctly remember being very attracted to beautiful woman, at that young age and the subsequent electrical surge that passed through my little body. Of course, that was then and th...
I used to get around the country in my work as a land agent and would sometimes come across single women, either unmarried divorced or widowed. On a few occasions romance would blossom. This is a true story of one of those romances. I drove up the farm driveway on a sunny late summer afternoon to a modern house, and getting out of my car I knocked at the do...