"Nana, you're infected with the ideas of the West and this Rap thing, you have no regard for our sacred traditions, your mother would be so ashamed if she were alive, you're dead to me," Mohinder Kujur said to his daughter, Narmada "Nana" Kujur, and then he turned his back on her. Stunned by her father's harsh words, the young woman blinked back tears. The...
***Author's note: Warning, this story contains strong themes of racism, discrimination, and sexual enslavement. This is purely a work of fiction. I do not support racism, discrimination, or sexual violence. Reader discretion advised.*** Chapter 1: The Gossamer Barnabus Morley straightened his safari hat and squared himself against the metal railing. His fe...
"I'm not sucking your dick!" the hot redhead wearing the warbonnet screamed at the president of I Felta Thi. "Well, I'm not giving you a ride home then, you snotty cock-teasing bitch," he snapped. "There are plenty of other chicks here who will blow me and say, 'Thank you, sir, for giving me the opportunity.' You can walk home for all I care." The girl lef...
It was a warm summer evening in Seoul, and Yami was just arriving from her hometown further to the south. She was excitedly thinking about the evening, she hadn't been to a club in more than a year. She couldn't help but think about her boyfriend, fleetingly. After all, she had met him at a club in the Philippines a few years earlier. It was with her frien...
My name is Sam and I am 19 years old. This is a story about a very sexy evening after having a nice night out. I was at a friend's house having a few drinks and enjoying myself. I would say that I have a good figure, stand 5' 6" and have shoulder length brunette hair. I was feeling sexy wearing my best white dress. It shows off my tits really well as the t...
I was doing some business over the road in the Northwest. I use to be in the business of computers. Being from the Southeast I was just not use to this sort of weather. It was a dangerous night to be on the road and I was returning home. I had to get to the Airport to catch a flight back home. I was driving a rental car. The snow was coming down heavy on the...
Dedicated to Mark love * The adventures of my quite submissive heroin Leena in India seem to interest several readers. So, I decided to offer them a few new ones... For those who seem to hate my texts and advise me to stop writing, I would propose them just not to read my stories. Considering the nice number of my readers, I'm afraid I'll continue! Honni...
The needle on the radar jumped up to 52 mph as the Buick whisked by. Twelve miles over the limit! I eased my prowler out of the church parking lot and gave pursuit. Submissively my prey pulled over to the side of the road and stopped. "Good afternoon Sir." I greeted the driver through his open window, "In a bit of a hurry are you?" The driver was very apo...
It was still quite warm and humid in Singapore as Fanshawe of Harris, Burton and Fanshawe got out of the taxi at the Raffles Hotel. It had been a long haul from the airport, not because of the distance, but the amount of traffic on the roads of such a relatively small island. He was expected, thank God and as he registered the Indian receptionist handed him...
Two months later, Leena was back at Shandrakor. Kira had finally decided to start the mountain resort project there. Leena had been the head of the exploration team that had cleared the site and the access road. She had also been the sex toy of the group of Dalits that had done the job, the slut for twenty bulky and sweaty workers. She had volunteered immedi...