Author's note: This is a part of an ongoing story. It is best read after reading the earlier chapters to put everything in context. This chapter, too, is part of the buildup to the rest of the novel. ***** Suzie and I talked over dinner about Julie's and her lunch date. Suzie and her best friend Julie had met for lunch as they did every Wednesday. Recent...
We had known each other practically since birth, His family's home directly behind mine in a quiet Midwestern suburb. We had always been close as friends, and no one was surprised when we became a couple in high school. Others were a bit surprised that we were still a couple upon graduation four years later. They were even more surprised when we left for our...
"I'm Antoine Dorsainvil, and I don't give a fuck if you got a problem with brothers into pegging and Black female domination, I like what I like, and if you hassle me about it, I will whoop your ass," said the big and tall, burly young Haitian man. The brother stood there, angry-faced, loudly addressing some haters. They'd crossed the line as far as Antoine...
Chapter 52: Recruitment Tiffany was an attractive girl with a slender figure, red hair, and freckles. She was very tom-boyish, but at the same time very feminine. This is what Sam found most attractive about her. As they followed her to her apartment, Sam was getting nervous. "I hope it's me she likes, and not just you!" "Relax! I'm sure everything will b...
BDSM was the last thing on my mind when I met my husband. Dave and I had been neighbours for ten years before we started dating. We had spoken on numerous occasions, but he was slow at asking me out. In fact, he never did. When Dave needed a date for the prom, his mother came over to the house and asked me if I was interested. I wasn't because Dave had not...
I arranged a night out for myself, Cassie and Kayla. We went to an underground club in Detroit for their monthly bdsm show. This club is strictly a performance art show, no actual sex going on. Kayla used to take me to this club back in the day when we were heavy into the bdsm scene. Total nudity was not allowed but see through clothes and underwear, thongs,...
She had meet him a year ago and never had she thought she would enjoy the life of BDSM or the commands from her Master. BarbaraAnne knew that he was more than her Master, more than her Dom, he was also her great love and her best friend. She had cherished each order from him and always did as she was told. The first glimpse into the pleasures of BDSM was a f...
I opened the door to my apartment, put my purse on the table just inside, and walked to the kitchen. Standing at the sink, looking out the window while running my fingers through my hair I wonder if am destined to be alone forever. There have been dates with men but no one holds my interest long enough to form a lasting relationship. I wonder if I am the pro...
As Salaam Alaikum, my dear. Thank you for coming by. I'm Mistress Sagal, the only Somali Muslim dominatrix on this planet. As far as I know. Got a story to share with you. It's about my BDSM journey. Before we go any further, I want to disabuse you of the notion that Muslim men and Muslim women are somehow different from other human beings. We definitely nee...
This sixth part of the series follows from where the last part ended. I suggest you read the previous parts to understand the people and how they got to this part of the story. ***** My first thought when I awoke on my second day at the BDSM resort was that I was so looking forward to the day ahead. It is not often that I awoke looking really forward to a...