Author's note: This short story was inspired by Vitalis' amazing hentai artwork: "Bimbo Catalog: Bianca." * It was date night in the Whitley household and things were just starting to get exciting. Alice and Richard had enjoyed a lovely meal at a five star restaurant, a wonderful performance at the theater and a couple glasses of fine wine upon returning h...
Lying on his back with his legs in the air and drool dripping down his mouth, Prince Ahmed Hassan was exactly where he knew he should be. The six-foot-three, beefy young Saudi Arabian Prince stroked his eight-inch cock as his wife Princess Dhakirah Dahab worked the strap-on dildo deep into his asshole. Smiling gleefully, the plump Arab woman teased and taunt...
I stood naked in the iron cage in the living room. My wrists cuffed to the heavy black bars above my head. Two maids—real Thai maids, not Mistresses—went about their business. What did they think of this? I could not tell. They would occasionally give me a curious glance, but spoke only to themselves in whispers. My wait was longer than usual, but eventuall...
At about 8.30 PM we, returned to our hotel and both of us went to our own suites. I refreshed myself and changed my dress from pant to trouser and a sports banyan. Then I called for the waiter and ordered for two plates of Roti and Two plates of Panner Kofta to be served within a half hour. Then I knocked her door connecting inside the room. I heard her...
The name is Fatima Sadiq and I'm a young black Muslim woman living in the City of Barrhaven, Ontario. I live on Adrian Street, off of Pizzeria Lane. By day, I work at the local Wal-Mart as a cashier and attend the University of Ottawa. At night, I am something else altogether. Mistress Tima is my top-secret kink alias. As the daughter of Muslim immigrants fr...
The beat up old car chugged up the driveway with labored putters. Mindy peered through the windshield in awe as she soaked in the view. She had driven passed high gates that opened up to grand lawn filled with perfectly trimmed hedges that guided the path. Every few feet was met with an elegant hedge statue of figures in classical poses as if they were part...
I've come to bring you hell, I said to my sub with a smirk. I stroked my strap-on dildo, and glared menacingly at my future husband Khalid Hussein, who moaned softly. The six-foot-tall, muscular and athletic Somali stud lay on the bed, his arms and legs firmly bound by thick steel chains. He was on his back like a bitch, with his legs sticking in the air. We...
Dear Readers, This is the fourth story in my journal, about my current relationship. I give tease and denial another crack, and I think that I do a MUCH better job than the weekend before. Practice makes perfect... and I intend to keep practicing. This story contains, among other things, femdom, rope bondage, cross-dressing, a ton of dirty dialogue, and of...
What might the world look like if women were usually stronger and more aggressive than men? Perhaps a society existing very much like the one we know, but with almost every gender role reversed. Not only that, but what if the ideas about the sexes that evolved in such a world were far stricter, enforced through every aspect of society and any deviation looke...
The party was over. Almost everybody had left, leaving you and five of your friends alone. Aside from you, there was Miranda, Nicole, Sarah, Matt, and Tom. You've had a crush on Miranda since as long as you remember. She was perfect in your eyes. She had beautiful brown and you would love to run your fingers through it, or... lace your fingers in it as her h...