BDSM has enabled me to save my relationship, leave a cycle of domestic abuse and salvage what's left of my heart. My name is Matthew Dixon and I'm a big and tall black man of Jamaican descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I'm a graduate of the Sprott MBA program at Carleton University, and work for the Canadian Revenue Agency as an auditor. I have o...
Nabila "Nana" Osman can be considered beautiful by virtually any standard of beauty. Six feet tall, bodacious and curvy, with dark brown skin and long, curly dark hair which she no longer bothers to hide under a Hijab, she is classy, lovely and timeless. Whenever she steps out on a stroll, whether walking around downtown Toronto, or casually roaming the ever...
How The World Should Be Run: The Chronicles of Femdom Chapter 1: Katy Meets Uke I walked down the busy street passing women in business clothing, leather, dresses, just the normal stuff. The men accompanying the women were mostly nude, but others wore business clothing, leather, dresses...the normal stuff. I passed K9s, sissies, leathers, bois, servants, s...
Disclaimer: This story is the story "Living in a Futanari society"/Shemale Worldo but kind of reborn, somethings in the story have been edited here and there and some characters names and traits they have might also change from the original. (Such as the mothers name being changed). Also this story is hugely inspired by Futanari World/Shemale World...
Introduction "I've only ever seen you in jeans and loose sweaters," I observed, "so this is way over the top for me." Nikkole posed provocatively at the doorway to my home office, one hand on her hip, the other behind her lustrous hair, and rhetorically asked, "Like it?" Like it? Hell, I loved it. She was a brand new person -- in every way. Up until now,...
Thank you to everyone for all the positive feedback on this story so far, it makes it much easier to continue on this journey which is an important one to me. As always I love hearing from readers so please feel free to contact me if you feel moved by any of my stories. I always reply. ********** The pub was buzzing and full to bursting with office workers...
I returned on the same time next day and knocked the door just once. She again opened the door with her charming smile, and again I was in the same awe, I was transfixed there gazing in her beautiful eyes. She smiled and said 'are you planning to stand there or are you goanna come inside.' I shuddered and quickly got inside and just when she closed the door...
My wife and I have been married for a long time. We are deeply in love, and have a great sex life. I have always been kinkier than her, but over the years she has explored with me and over time become a sexy minx who secretly loves our kinky play. She is very beautiful, slim, erotic and with a body that make me proud to be her husband. I have always had bi...
To the reader: This chapter is one containing little sex. Rather it is a preparatory chapter explaining the science experiment and serves as a necessary segue to chapters two and following which hopefully will satisfy your hormonal appetite. Enjoy. ***** Martin Bricker was one in a million; no, make that one in a billion. He grew up just outside a small fa...
Sensitivity Training Part 8: Back to the Island (While this can be read as a stand- alone story, it is probably best to start at the beginning of the series. For those of you looking for Beercan, he will pop up in the middle of the story.) ***** A HISTORY AND DESCRIPTION OF THE ISLAND The Island itself is a very expensive proposition, but it was really...