Right now, I'm on my knees before the lovely and powerful Nubia Blackstone, the sexy African-American Goddess whom I worship. The six-foot-two, lean and muscular Black Amazon sits on the couch with her legs spread as I tenderly lick her pussy. My name is Caroline O'Bannon, a Canadian-born Irish dyke who simply worships superior Black women. Nubia orders me t...
Nerata'ari awoke with a start. She looked around and almost panicked. The last thing she remembered was standing in her temple agreeing to something she was hoping would give her life a new purpose. Now she was laying in an overly large, luxurious bed, covered in red and gold sheets. She wasn't sure what material they were made out of but they felt amazing a...
This is a continuation of my earlier story 'Prologue Ch. 02' It was 1:30 on Wednesday -- the time slave jim had been ordered to appear at Goddess Veronica's home to execute the slave contract and give the Goddess ownership of him. He had made the changes required in the written contract and had emailed it to Goddess Veronica. She had replied it was acceptab...
"I had so many questions. Some I may find out. Some I won't. Why me? Where am I? What do I have to do to get to the main dungeon rooms? Where do the dominatrixes sleep? What are they going to do to me? Will I survive? Who was driving the van these women got out of? Will my life ever be the same again?" These were the questions that I had 5 months prior. Back...
"You're right on time," Mrs. Sheridan said as she opened the front door. She was wearing a white silk blouse and a short black leather skirt with sheer black stockings. I kept eye contact with her and tried not to look down at her feet even though it had been more than a week since I last saw them bare, and I missed them dearly. I was carrying her dry cleani...
This is a partial true story based on how a married man worships a living goddess and trained by a Mistress to continue married life with his wife. The names, places and occasions are completely changed as per necessity of the story. ***** Description of Characters 1. Ronnie: My name is Ranjit Agarwal: Aged 28 years I am a MBA professional and working i...
It was nearly impossible to count the days in Aaru; the sun never set, locking the realm into eternal twilight. Had it been days, weeks? He was on the verge of giving up entirely, as all his time was spent following and servicing the dark-skinned goddess that was now laying on a golden day bed facing the Nile, eyes closed and mouth open to receive another gr...
Note to readers: This series is a continuation of "Laura's Femdom Empowerment". You should read that series before this one. ***** Chapter 2 A Bitch Boy Learns His Place It was Thursday evening and I was on my way in to Red Room Studio for a session with a newbie. I preferred repeat sessions because I could push the subs further. With new subs you usually...
It was a lovely day, made all the lovelier by the fact that Kay was on her way to meet one of her "fellas." She'd met Mikey several times, always having a wonderful time with him. From the very start, they'd been on almost exactly the same wavelengths...about pretty much everything. Just talking to each other on the phone, or even only online in instant mess...
Due to us slept very late, so I woke up around 9 O'clock in the morning. When I opened my eyes, I saw Sara's feet over my head. Initially, I didn't understand, but immediately, I recalled and realized whatever happened some hours back. Sara: I'm sure you know the morning ritual. I wanted to fight back, but I thought it was not preferable to make her mood b...