Days Thirty-Five to Thirty-Eight After all the drama, it was back to stultifying routine: the foetid air, the ever-present whiff of latrine, the four dingy featureless walls and the long, long hours to fill. When to exercise; when to masturbate: these were about the only decisions we were free to make. Food was brought and crockery taken away; occasionally...
New York City comes alive in the springtime. In the evenings, in Central Park, walkers and joggers breathe in the perfumed scent of flowering trees. On morning streets the smell of freshly washed pavement dampens the dawn. Winter is just a gray memory. Most animals breed in the spring, and humans are no different. After a long cold winter it feels so good t...
My name is Nicole Swanson. I'm a five-foot-ten, short-haired and golden-eyed, dark-skinned and voluptuous young Black woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. The City of Champions. At least, that's what the locals call it. I call it Shit Hole, USA. I'm a woman who turned her sheer contempt for human beings into an asset. You see, I am a Professi...
Chapter 5 – The Trip to the Final Four During the next several weeks, Sabrina and I enjoyed our new life together with Raymond and his friends. Not only was Sabrina calling him "Master," but I had resorted to calling him Master as well. Of course, Sabrina and I were treated quite differently. While we were both made to service Raymond and his many friends o...
"Twenty-six... Twenty-seven... Twenty-eight...... Come on!... Twenty-nine... Do it, girl!... Do it!... Yeah! Thirty! I knew you had it in you!" Barb slapped a high-five with Wendy. Bobby looked on, smiling. "You're pushin' it, girl, that's awesome!" Wendy was breathing hard, sitting on the chest butterfly machine at the gym. She smiled, too. "Is this gonna...
My husband is downstairs watching the latest Chris Rock special. I am typing away on the laptop in our bedroom while our beautiful three year old daughter watches Winnie the Pooh on Playhouse Disney. Sounds pretty common for both the UK, which is my husband's native country, and the US, mine. Other than my little fetish for writing erotica, out family is not...
Chapter 3 – Lunchtime A little after noon, the three lovers came back into the kitchen. My fiancée Sabrina, her new Master Raymond, and his friend Vance. All three were nude, and Raymond and Vance looked freshly showered. Sabrina however looked, for lack of a better term, well-fucked. I could see cum drying in her mussed-up hair, her skin was flaking with t...
Raymond was extremely disappointed when he heard the news that the Mandarin Palace was closing its doors for good in just a few short weeks. He always enjoyed their food, was comfortable there -- it was his "home away from home". He understood Mr. Yan's wish to retire and travel, but he was going to miss the place. He always had a good time there, it was lik...
EVERYBODY LOVES RAYMOND : Debra Gets A Job Debra Barone was seated at the kitchen table perusing the "Help Wanted" ads in the local Long Island newspaper. It wasn't that she desperately needed money; it was just that she was bored and really needed to get out and away from the house. The kids (twins Geoffrey and Michael, and daughter Ally) were back in s...
A pale blue tablecloth covered the small square café table between them, and Raymond saw one sharp stand up crease running neatly across it, from the corner by his left elbow to the one diagonally opposite. Only later did he notice that another opposite crease, less obvious, ran across the other diagonal. The obverse and the inverse he thought then, when it...