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Just Now Ch. 01

by bellemusique on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

This is the true story of meeting my online Dom/Lover and how he gave me my very first spanking. It's an exploration of the emotional and physical aspects of my desires and needs. If you're looking for a quick sex scene, look elsewhere. I hope you enjoy reading my story as much as I've enjoyed living it. **************************** Just now we've met........

Soames's Store

by justincbenedict on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Soames watched casually from behind the counter as Pangborn Mislaburski wandered through the aisles, looking unhappy. What could Pang want? Pang had been the "punk" of a series of muscular young men, supporting them royally as comptroller of a chain of coin laundries across the state. Soames was unsure how Pang did it, but he'd pick up a young man here...

Plan gone wrong

by Indiansisst on May 30, 2019
BDSM

I was really excited about my 3 month trip to noida. I was finally going to live out my fanatsy of being dressed like a girl full time. A little about myself i am a guy 18 year old, i am really into crossdressing and bdsm. And my only chamce to live this fantasy was my this trip to noida. When i arrived in noida the first thing i did is took out my only pair...

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Interracial Pegging Deux

by Samuelx on Sep 11, 2017
Interracial Love

Every person who steps into a new field is faced with setbacks and difficulties in general. Perseverance separates the winners from the losers. My name is Angelique Des Champs and I approve this message. In my former life, I was a schoolteacher in the City of Montreal, Province of Quebec. A five-foot-ten, somewhat chubby, blonde-haired and green-eyed French-...

A Good Black Man at Carleton U

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

When a man is gripped by the seemingly all-powerful force that is lust, there's absolutely nothing he can do. My name is Troy James Whitehead. My friends call me T.J. for short. As for the Whitehead thing, weird last name for a big and tall young Black man, I know. I was born in the City of Decatur, State of Georgia, and moved to the City of Ottawa, Province...

Discipline Correspondant 05

by niteowl2003 on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

Saturday. I woke next morning, around 4.30am, with my usual morning glory (hard on), as I turned to slide out of bed, Tammy stirred. She looked up at me and smiled. "Morning Master, what do you have planned for you're cum slut today" she asked. "You have to clean the carpet in the living room!" I reminded her. "Oh yes master, I forgot!" she replied. Her...

Tanya 1.1.0: The Dream

by Tanya93 on Mar 5, 2018
BDSM

Tanya woke up suddenly. Her whole body was covered in sweat. Her breath was fast and shallow, she felt like she had finished a marathon. She felt disoriented. She tapped her Samsung Galaxy S8+. It was 3:30am in the night. No notifications on Facebook or WhatsApp. A car whooshed by on the street. Who's out so late she wondered. Her husband, Jimmy was sleepi...

Palace: The Dark Room

by acmsrk on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Thank You for Volunteer editor Ortay Ortay. ***** Riya was a twenty-five year old divorced woman who had adopted one of my younger cousins. She is an Anglo-Indian and after her divorce, she chose to settle in India. As I was very affectionate towards my cousin, I frequently visited her Palace. In one word, Riya was perfect. She was smart, kind and sexy. W...

Sherry#02: Composite Dreams Fulfilled

by MasterOfHer on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

PROLOG: Sherry and I had lived together about a year when I arranged this little surprise for her. Everything done with her came from both a composite of some of the fantasies she talked about "wishing to try" and personal knowledge of her desires from our many sexcapades. * * * * * In Sherry's words: One night sometime past midnight, I was suddenly awok...

A Day In A Black Man's Life Ch. 02

by Samuelx on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

God, I thank you that I'm alive. Those were the words in my head at two thirty in the morning on Tuesday, August 7, 2012. I was working an overnight shift as security for one of the biggest parking lots in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Clad in a black security jacket, black pants and boots, I patrolled the five floors of the parking lot, looking for vagrants...