The prospect was just too tempting not to investigate further. When Donald Meadows was sent an exclusive invitation from Mistress Veronique to an event that was described as a private, very real, and completely voluntary interracial slave auction, he first thought it might be a party or munch where people meet and greet but he certainly couldn't believe that...
"Hi, Donald. How are you?" Kevin answered in the back room of his gun shop. "Oh, I'm very well. I had a threesome with Heather and Kat. You know, my sister. Evidently, Heather wants her to marry you, while she weds me. We'd continue our relationship, fuck each others' wife, and also enjoy the benefits of Heather dominating Kat. Yeah, my sister has proven t...
Rachael's Story When Frank left, I heard him push the buzzer and then knock on the door. Yeah, I had hooked him good, but I was done with him so I didn't see any purpose in letting him back in. Donald would be here in a little bit anyway, so I needed to get cleaned up. I stripped out of the caftan at the door and dropped it into a hamper on the way to the...
It was seventeen minutes past ten in the morning when Misty Lublin's clothes disappeared. She was sitting in her economics class taking notes on her professor's lecture, when suddenly every thread of clothing covering the twenty-two year old coed's nubile young body vanished into thin air. There was no warning, or flash of light, only the sudden and unexpect...
Hi again, it’s me Nan. Once again I bring you the written copy of a more recent interracial adventure. Just like before, I love receiving mail from all of you and if you don’t get a reply from me the first time, hell, write me again. A little background for this story: It happen one night last summer. I was on my way home from club-hopping (my hubby w...
Chapter Two Margaret It was all such a wicked illusion, thought Margaret, as her breath started catching in her throat. Had anyone chanced to see her in her present condition, undoubtedly they would have branded her a whore. She was on her bed, nude, with her butt up in the air and her full udders hanging down like obscene pendulums of flesh. For that las...
Over the next few weeks there was an almost palpable change in the atmosphere at work. Donald was considerably more relaxed and his employees enjoyed working in a calmer environment. Although Donald and Saundra were relatively discreet, the office workers knew something was going on between them and hoped whatever she was doing for him didn’t stop. If they h...
1. One Drunken Night He said the condition would permeate slowly. He said it had been a battle, but now it's not that bad after getting use to the idea. No one new, he hid it well. Jesus fuckin' Christ, I've got a girl, a job, a dog, and, and, I can't let this happen. Raw sausages at first, he said he liked them, they were good for technique, but had to us...
Donald reclined cautiously on Dr. Perry's leather couch. She was again seated quite close to his head as their second session began. "Donald, I want to go back to where Sammy came to your house after Song Lee returned ending your separation. When you saw that Song Lee intended to give him a blowjob that was against the spirit, if not the letter, of your sta...
Donald McKay waited for his wife to return. His mind churned over the thoughts as it always did when he was in this situation and he decided that waiting was what he was good at. Most people were good at something, he pondered, and he was certainly not very good at anything else. Melissa was always chastising him for something; the lawn wasn't cut short enou...