DISCLAIMER: All characters in this story are 18+ years of age. All characters and events depicted are completely fictitious...obviously. CONTENT WARNING: If the title didn't already give it away, this is a BDSM story. It will include fetishes such as femdom, CBT, humiliation, and chastity just to name a few. Mainly though, it is a ballbusting story. Not onl...
She's coming today. I've thought about nothing else since she emailed to tell me she was back from Australia, and that it was time to put our plan into action. We've spent so long planning this, to the last detail, and I've thought about almost nothing else for weeks. I hope she hasn't either. Today, I've found it almost impossible to work; my mind slips t...
He stood in the doorway, blocking her only exit. His dark, brown eyes were impassible, his rocky jaw set and unmoving. Joanne wondered if she could make it to the living room window before he caught up with her. Not likely, she decided as her eyes wilted down to the legs encased in his tight, black denim pants. She could see the subtle curve of each muscle a...
When James' eyes finally adjusted to the dim candlelight, he realized there were three people in the living room: himself, his wife Sarah, who was dressed in an amazing leather bustier and matching knee boots, and another person that he'd never seen before. When his eyesight fully returned, he then assessed the situation. The third person was a man. A large...
"Well, isn't this a coincidence?" The question came out of the blue for Steven Kirkpatrick, a young businessman with just a little more arrogance than humility, with an inherent sense of entitlement as he navigated his way through the world. He was checking in to his hotel room rather uneventfully as he'd done so many times before. He was caught off-guard as...
All people within this story are over the age of 18. ***** For as long as I can remember, I have always been into cross-dressing as a young boy. Yet, I would hide these feelings deep down as I grew up. The following story is partly true, as much as I can remember. It all started when I was playing a roleplaying game featuring a text based game that was su...
"Knife-ears, Knife-ears!" The children ran around the street shouting the name over and over again, laughing amongst themselves as Allisa walked past them, her armour clanking with every step. Allisa scowled at the little humans but she didn't dare do anything else. Were this Severterzem, her home, even the youngest of children would bow their heads when a...
Suki was looking at some dresses, when Susan came in. "Hello Suki." "Mrs. King." "You can call me Susan, you are not working." "Thank you Susan." "Special occasion." The Asian nodded, "Interview." "Did Caroline let you go? "It was time. "Work for me, "The black woman offered. "It's not what you think." Susan slapped her, "You think you're too good...
"I'm Ricky Mason, A.K.A. Redbone Slice, and I am a brother who likes dominant black women with strap-on dildos," said the tall, athletic and muscular light-skinned dude with the cornrows and jailhouse tattoos as he sat across from me at the munch in the east end of metropolitan Ottawa, Ontario. Oozing with raw masculinity and swagger, Ricky stroked his goate...
"Is it possible for a Black man to have a fetish for his own race? I love dominant Black women but the ones in the professional BDSM world seem allergic to me," Alain Dumont said, lamenting his woes as he sat opposite his long-time best friend Nadia Garang. The six-foot-tall, short-haired, curvy and gorgeously dark-skinned South Sudanese Muslim student sighe...