With a strange look on his handsome face, Jacques Marcelin got on all fours, face down and ass up. The six-foot-six, broad-shouldered and heavily muscled, light-skinned Black man stuck his ass in the air, offering himself to his Dominatrix. Mistress Nadege Jean-Pierre caressed Jacques's sexy buttocks. Although she dominated men and women of all races, this w...
If you have read any of Weekend at Claire's, then you will know that Lydia is not quite the pretty, demure PR girl that she seems. This story dates back a few years, to her sixth form days at an expensive girls school in the South West. One February, Lydia and her friends went on a ski trip to Courchevel. We join her in her hotel room... * With a towel wra...
The journey from the site of the crash to the Ottoman Empire was a long one. The captain maintained a high altitude to keep them safe from the clutches of any Russian Empire airships, except Lady Sally insisted on flying low over Kiev to appreciate the glittering, gold domes of its many churches. When she wasn't entertaining herself with her slaves, she of...
We sat on the couch, not too close, but not too far either. We'd been friends for a few years now. Maybe acquaintance was a better descriptor for our connection. We traveled in the same circles, and always seemed to get along well, but I'd never really considered any sort of relationship between us, there just didn't seem to be that spark. Of course, I don't...
Linda had never wanted to allow strangers into her house. It was a necessity. Living in the Welsh countryside, many miles from any decent sized town made it difficult to make a decent living. And, with the big old house her rat of a husband had left her (after running off with the art student from Manchester); the obvious thing to do was to let out the roo...
I woke up in a daze, on a carpeted floor in what appeared to be somebody's house. I noticed a chain attached to a nearby wall, which lead up to my neck. I felt with my hands that the chain attached to what felt like a metal collar on my neck. I immediately panicked and started tugging at the chain, trying to free myself from these mysterious bonds. Alas, I o...
It had been such a hard week...for well over a month. There just seemed to be no let up with all the pressure I'd been under lately. It wasn't only the job, but even relatives, the car, the neighborhood, so many aspects of my life were weighing heavily on me. I was concerned about too much going on at once and felt like I just needed a break from ev-er-y-thi...
He rolled a cigarette while he waited. He sat atop a small rise in the surrounding prairie that stretched as far as can be seen in every direction. Behind him to the North, just at the edge of vision, lay the town of Blackwater. He found a match in his vest pocket and struck it against the cold iron of his left arm. The flame danced in the breeze as it lic...
Single tonight, just like the song says. I look at myself in the mirror, and barely recognize the man who stares back at me. A six-foot-one, broad-shouldered, slightly chubby but still ruggedly handsome young Black man stares back at me. The haunted look on that face, I can hardly believe it's me. It's the first Saturday of September 2012, and I've just stoo...
Mitch stared hard at me. "You're kidding." I squinted at him. What could I have I been kidding about? I just offered my virginity to him and that's how he responded? "Kidding about what?" "You're a virgin?" Oh God, why did he have to ask me that? Why couldn't he have just accepted it and moved on? "Um, yeah. I am." I couldn't look at him now. I felt...ash...