Peggy sat sipping a rum and coke and wondered why her husband Dave was out so much lately. For the last three months he was gone more than he was home and their sex life was suffering badly. She gazed out the window and was shocked to see her husband in an embrace with the black lady that lived next door. Peggy ran to her neighbors house and peeked through t...
It was a lovely morning as the sun crested the horizon at Stedman Farms. Margaret Stedman looked out the main window of the kitchen as she sipped her morning coffee. It was late autumn, but it was still fairly warm out. This time of year it rarely dropped below 70 degrees Fahrenheit and even during the Texas winter, going below 60 was rare. The recent rains...
The world would run much more smoothly if everyone knew their place. My name is Kristin Jill Peterson and I firmly believe we all have our place in this world. Some of us must lead. The rest of us must serve. I belong to the category of leaders. I'm a five-foot-eleven, kind of chubby and big-bottomed, blonde-haired and green-eyed Irishwoman living in the cit...
As they drove back across the causeway, he felt like he was home. It was great to get the fresh salty air back again after the heat of the ranch and enjoyable and intimidating as the other women had been- especially the formidable Carole- he still felt as though Dolores was his true mistress and owner. "I'm going to take you right back to my house, we are g...
"I don't know what the big deal is, yeah, I'm a Haitian dominatrix, and yeah I fuck a lot of brothers, shoot, a lot of brothers like getting fucked," Bianca Belier said, taking a long drag on her cigarette before exhaling sharply. The young Haitian woman leaned back on her throne-like chair, deep in her basement, speaking directly to the camera. Out there in...
The dark room with the well-lit stage smelled of smoke and echoed with the French accents of Montrealers. The pair made their way through the fuming cigarettes and indistinguishable chatter to a table in a quiet corner. In well-tailored suits amidst the jean and t-shirt-clad men, the two looked slightly out of place. Scott Greg and Jack O'Donnell had been o...
Hey there! How's it going? My name is Andrew Scott Nelson or Drew for short and I am a sissy white slut to the most amazingly drop dead gorgeous Chocolate Mistress ever! Here let me give you a little background on myself and my mistress before I really get into this story. I'll start with my background. I am 36yrold 6'1 130lbs green eyed submissive bisex...
Charlie Rokeby, now Lord Ashfordley could scarce believe his ears, the very house alive with tales of his Aunts success at the Bordello, of strumpets dressed as beasts, and the hundred Militia from the "Greys" being served by but six harlots with extreme promptitude yet each being satisfied entirely. Charlie had wished humiliation upon his Aunt for her wron...
As Ronald inspected the equipment Mansfield was displaying for him he was surprised to feel Allyson quivering atop him. Thinking perhaps that she was cold he instructed Molly to stir up the fire and add some wood but Allys forestalled him by reaching out to delicately stroke one of the shiny ebony dilators. "These are pretty my Lo...Ronald," she corrected...
When Sir Todd left with slave Missy, Eva squeezed her pussy once more as hard as she could to stop the growing lust. She took a deep breath and concentrated on the sight of her handsome Sir who was standing next to Sir Randy. She was so proud of her leather clad Master and she was deeply in love with him. With a little gulp she took a deep breath, and felt...