This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
My stories tend toward the nonconsent/taboo side, but I want to be clear that I'm in no way suggesting that the acts in my stories are okay. Forced sex is a fantasy I enjoy and I write for other similarly minded people. Real rape is ugly and sad, and if it's something you're considering acting out you should seek help. * Well, here is my first story that h...
The year was quickly approaching its end. Allison and I, but mostly Allison, had been through quite a whirlwind experience over the past 12 months. She sewed her wild oats where they needed sewing and I entertained my own personal harvesting as well. I fulfilled fantasies through her by the stories she told me and in some cases by my own personal witnessing....
My name is Sheela. Sheela means off good character. I am from a rural part of Karnataka that you have never heard of before. My parents told me the stories of the Vijayanagara Empire and all the like large empires that were started in our Indian state. All the while, we were sitting in a simple hut with only a thin wooden board between my fanny and the soil....
I had long since ceased to fantasise about Bina, the flame that inspired me to the impressive heights that I ultimately achieved in life. I would never have thought that a general strike called by a few political parties in a major metropolis of India would bring into my life an experience that almost half a century of my earlier existence had not. I was o...
My eyes open hesitantly - struggling to adjust to the early morning sun filtering in through the bedroom curtains. I let out a small groan as I reached across the nightstand at the side of the bed in an effort to turn the alarm clock in my direction so that I could see what time it was. I froze in mid-reach when my mind finally processed the fact that I was...
I made my way back to my room in a daze. I didn't know what had hit me or what had come over me. I had given myself completely to this woman and I could still feel her hold over me. Even if I had tried to put her out of my mind, the presence and weight of the chastity device locked around my cock was a constant reminder of the hold that my Mistress had on me...
I think I look really sexy wearing my strap-on dildo, I thought to myself as I admired my reflection in the mirror. A curvy, dark-skinned young Black woman with dreadlocks stared back at me defiantly. That's me, Victoria Adewale, a Nigerian woman living in the City of Ottawa, province of Ontario. My family moved to Canada from Kano City, Northern Nigeria, in...
Chapter 2. Callista & Logan Reunite He had a good nights sleep that night. He was anxious to see Callista that morning; but regretted having to ride her horse. He really did need to start rebuilding his house. But he also wanted to spend time with her. He had been in love with her years ago before she left. Perhaps if he hadn't been so passive with her, thi...
Chapter 1 Finding Her We see each other from across the room, our eyes catching one another's glances even though we both do not intend to be seen. I see her are want to immediately take her somewhere private, so that I can give her the loving that she so desperately needs and deserves. The only problem being the guy by her side, and the lack of opportunity...