Tightly bound, with a long glass dildo sticking out of his ass, macho Somali-Canadian Muslim stud Ibrahim Kader was finally where he was born to be. For ages the six-foot-tall, masculine young Northeast African Muslim had been fighting his submissive urges, until someone taught him to accept himself. Ibrahim Kader, proud Muslim brother from Somalia, raised...
"What's your address?" The words were written across my computer screen. "Serious?" "Yea, what's your address? You've got me so turned on that I need to see you right now, I'm very rich." We had been making up erotic story ideas for a while, so I thought she was kidding, I gave her my address and said," what are you going to do jump on a plane and fly ov...
The mini van pulled into the driveway of the single family home, set back nearly one hundred yards from the road in a semi rural area, and not within view of any neighbors or passer by. It was 6:00PM on a Friday in July. Laura, the petite thirty five year old brunette driver, and sole occupant, had snorted cocaine in one last attempt to fortify her courage,...
Hi Everyone, WELL, I DID IT. I RODE THE WOODEN PONY. So many people asked me to post a story giving a description of the Nights entire events that took place on Halloween night. So I'm also going to tell you about the events that went on. EVEN, Before I actually came up on stage for The Wooden Pony Ride. I think you will ALL enjoy the events of the entir...
Why is a tough Saudi guy like Mohammed Ibrahim crying like a little bitch? Well, it might have to do with the fact that Mistress Habesha, the Ethiopian dominatrix from Montreal, Quebec, has her fist up his ass. The big Arab man squirmed on the table, but to no avail since he was bound hand and foot by thick steel chains. Mistress Habesha cackled gleefully as...
"You came to the right place, Ismail," Mistress Taslima Ali said, and the towering, dark-skinned, bodacious Black Canadian Muslim dominatrix looked at the chubby, small-dicked Black man who knelt at her feet. For ages now, Ismail had been scouring the web, looking for the elusive Black dominatrix who was interested in submissive Black males. Sadly, those str...
Several months have passed since Queen Elena had lost her fight against young Mei Lin. Very soon, the Triad began to operate also in Europe, extending the control to an oil spill. But even if the queen had been defeated, private organizations were not, and Madame Shi knew it. There were numerous obstacles in continuing to import goods and materials from ano...
"I absolutely love pegging macho brothers with dreadlocks," Noor Bashir said, and with that, the curvy, big-bottomed and gorgeously dark-skinned, Afro-sporting and stylish African American Muslim dominatrix inspected her latest submissive, and smiled with satisfaction. Clad in a black tank top over a red miniskirt and thigh-high black leather boots, Noor loo...
"Jamila, I must admit, when I first saw you in the Capital University library, I thought you were soft and sweet," Jean-Paul Stephens said with a nervous smile, and he looked upon his dominatrix with newfound reverence. Mistress Karangwa, also known as Jamila Karangwa, smiled at the burly, handsome and dark-skinned young Haitian gentleman who sat across from...
Sitting comfortably in her basement/dungeon, Ottawa's premier dominatrix Madame Whitley looked at her submissive, Shane Johnson, as the big and tall, formerly masculine Black dude stepped out. Clad in a pink Tutu, blonde wig, crimson pantyhose and high heels, the brother was finally letting out his inner slut. For years, Madame Whitley struggled to help Shan...