This introduction will be short as I feel I have explained what this "book" will contain. However, if you are into aggressive and often times degrading sexual encounters that involve: Futa, sissy, straight, gay or bisexual characters.. then this story will hopefully be to your liking. • Stories will most often be in 2nd person. Please leave suggest...
Hi, there. My name is Steeves Volmar Cherenfant. I'm a big and tall Black man living in West Side of the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Not too far from Brockton Community High School. These days, I'm a Criminal Justice Student at UMass-Boston, having transferred there from Massasoit Community College. And I'm openly Bisexual. Even though I'm one fine Hait...
After a long day spent at Shared Services, the Government-sanctioned and high-tech go between agency, Dominique Boisvert was ready to go home. The City of Ottawa, Ontario, produces an uptight, inflexible and redundant subspecies of human known as the Government worker, and such people never met a rule they didn't like. Dominique Boisvert has been working for...
This was not going the way Diane had thought it would or should. Basically nothing, and yet everything, had changed in their marriage in the last six months. She watched him now, sitting on the sofa, drinking a beer, unshaven, and between picking his nose and scratching his ass, she wasn't sure what his biggest pleasure was. At least he was fit. There was...
Science, Spirituality, Self-spanking for the Male Why are a large number of intelligent, red-blooded, seemingly Dominant Males secretly submissive, masochistic slaves to cruel women, wives, girlfriends, prostitutes, professional mistresses, phone dommes, just dommes, dominatrii, Bitch Goddesses, Mistress Wives, Female Owners, Queens, Mistresses, Goddesses,...
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...
Passion makes the world go around. Let no one tell you otherwise. Think about it. Men and women spend billions of dollars a year on cosmetics, hair treatment, plastic surgery and toiletries. Everyone wants to look attractive to whoever might be looking. Male and female, black and white, straight and gay, rich and poor. We all do it. It's as essential to us a...
Hey everyone! Tonight, I'm going to be spending a good bit of time talking about baby-making activities because my sister just had a baby. She called me up the other day and said, "Sean, I had a baby!" Had. As in past tense. As in there was a baby, but there is not a baby anymore. She tells me, "I had a baby!" Oh really? What happened to it? Did you lose i...
You look out from the window from your chambers in the Red Keep. Black smoke rises above the rooftops filling the air with the smell of ash and soot. You cringed at the scent. You always hated it. You couldn't tell if it was from the burning debris or the corpses. Perhaps, it was both. You could hardly believe all of this is happening. Deep down you had hope...
The Glebe area of Ottawa, Ontario, is usually a quiet and upscale neighborhood, but tonight at the Hiller townhouse, things were getting loud and steamy. Mark Dixon had Donna Hiller on all fours, face down and ass up, in the Hiller living room. The big and tall, burly young black man pulled on the curvy redhead's long hair and smacked her big white ass while...