Julia felt his breathing quicken as her fingers stroked up and down the length of his thick shaft. Her lips engulfed the head of his cock as her tongue flicked lightly over the slit. She could tell he was getting close. "Oh yes!" he moaned. "Your mouth is so hot! I can't hold on any more." Julia let her jaw go slack as he thrust his cock between her lips,...
I had been to this particular establishment before. I knew very well what they did and the women here were nearly all abducted. I knew that. What had brought me here today or rather on this night, was the loss of my slave. I had sold her when I got bored with her. I had a particular taste in women that required them to be both submissive and very slight in b...
I was sitting in a small room reserved for prisoners to meet with their attorneys. It had a small metal table, about 3' by 4', in the middle of the room, and two metal chairs. There was one florescent light fixture, one steel door with a small window, and no outside windows. There would be one guard outside the door. I had been escorted by a guard, from the...
Overall I am probably just your average guy, with a slightly above average sex drive. I am married to an absolutely wonderful Korean lady. My wife stands about 5' 2" and is very petite. After close to 19 years of marriage and 2 great kids, I still think she is a knockout. Probably because of her oriental background with generations of women being treated as...
i woke up as usual and started to do my daily rituals, brushed up my sindoor and worshipped my Owner V's feet. A little smile escaped my face as i thought of the previous night's romps with my Owner as i began to clean. my Owner had introduced me to the new strap-on which she had bought recently. In fact i was made to anticipate the night for a long time, a...
BDSM has enabled me to save my relationship, leave a cycle of domestic abuse and salvage what's left of my heart. My name is Matthew Dixon and I'm a big and tall black man of Jamaican descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I'm a graduate of the Sprott MBA program at Carleton University, and work for the Canadian Revenue Agency as an auditor. I have o...
Hey, there. What's up? Kelvin James Guillot is the name, and I'm a young man living in the City of Toronto, Ontario. My father, Oscar Guillot, is Afro-Caribbean, originally from the island of Haiti, and my mother Jennifer Hughley is white, originally from the City of London, Ontario. I guess that makes me Haitian-Canadian. Cool. My folks met as students at Q...
There are bad days, and there are bloody bad days. Sita was having a bloody bad one. She seemed to have gotten up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. Or was it last night? Her kids were sick. She had been up all night looking after them. Her husband didn't care. He snored away blissfully as she struggled to keep the linen dry. Her rage towards her hu...
Elunara stretched as she made her way down the stairs. "You slept awful late." Susan grinned as she stuffed a spoonful into Tilly's mouth. "Yeah, Jordan and I got a little... creative. He's probably cursing the bruises. I'll have to go down and give him a healing shot. Right after I do my in house medical checks." Elunara shook her head. "I sound like a he...
Stephen is the name. Most people call me Stevie for short. I'm a young brother living in Brockton. A six-foot-two, 240-pound African American male with mocha skin. Like many other young folks living in the city of Champions, I go to Massasoit Community College. I'm taking up Criminal Justice there. I'm in my first semester. Soon, I'm going to head to Bridgew...