Title: Decision time Background/update Even if you've been following the last couple of stories about my subject, Muffin, you might want to read this background as there are a few new points of note. Muffin is slightly heavyset, 36 years old, about 5' 7" and 160 pounds. He is quite submissive and seems to be aroused by a number of fetishes, but he professe...
As my fate was now sealed by the lock, Mistress Michelle handed me the key and instructed me to put it on Cara's ankle bracelet. I gently undid the clasp and attached the key as instructed. I re-fit the bracelet and lovingly kissed her foot, and then Mistress Michelle's. They helped me too my feet and we went back out to the living room, Michelle locking th...
Don't believe the stereotypes, ladies and gentlemen. Black cuckolds do EXIST. My name is Jeanette Langlois and I'm a woman of Haitian and French Canadian descent living in the City of Gatineau, Quebec. My mother, Annabelle Jean was Haitian and my father, Roger Langlois was white, of French Canadian descent. I guess that technically makes me mixed but I alway...
Chapter 02 -- More Control These events are based on a true story. Please note that the dialogue of the Go-Go dancer named Jet is not grammatically correct English but reflects the kind of English spoken by some people in the country that this story is set. * I glanced nervously at my watch again. It was fast approaching eight pm, the time that we had...
"Hurry, the new shipment will be here soon." I say indifferently. Amber, my dark haired beauty, kneels in front of me. She unzips my jeans with her teeth and licks up the side of my cock, sending shivers of pleasure through me. She sucks the bulbous head into her mouth, burying her face in my crotch. I groan as my dick hits the back of her throat. She sucks...
Authoress' notes: This is a(nother) sequel to the Imperial Prostitute series. I know I'll get a lot of negative feedback on this story, but I don't care. I really enjoy writing this, especially the character Ta'tan'ia. If you don't want to read it, don't. I really, really want to end this series, as I do feel as though it's going on too long. However, beside...
Alfred Nemirow rubbed his throbbing dick tentatively, and gave Fanchon an imploring look. His wife of three years was impervious to such looks,but Alf tried anyway. He looked down at the steaming Starbucks cup, and then checked the mirrors of the Mitsubishi Galant...was anyone looking? God knows no one wanted to catch Kissler Systems's head Accounting and F...
Reader Warning: Over the course of several chapters this story will contain cuckoldry, forced-bi, male chastity, humiliation, and other female domination themes. These kinks are not for everyone; if you do not enjoy FemDom themes you will not enjoy this story. After arranging for Colin to be home from school on Friday, and forcing him to shoot his cum int...
My name is Louis and i'm 35 years old. I am just a normal guy with an average build and really long brown curly hair. I like a beer on the weekends when i am watching the footy, used to smoke weed but have grown out of that except for the odd occasion. Every once in a while i also like to have a line of speed and this is where my problem started. You see, w...
Darrel came into his outer office, passing Thelma's desk. Usually she would give him an exuberant smile, have brought him a latte from Starbucks, but not today of course. This was the Day After. "Good morning, Thelma," he said with a halting smile. Thelma's eyes narrowed, and her lip curled with obvious revulsion. "Uh, good morning, Mr. Plunkett." Darrell w...