Outspoken feminist. Proud lesbian. Women's issues author. Staunch liberal. Title IX supporter. Women's rugby coach. Odd are the paths that led me to Allah, my brothers and sisters. My Christian name was Meredith Janet Hawthorne. My friends called me M.J. Recently I changed my name to Fatuma Al-Shabar. Changing my name to fully reflect my Muslim identity. I a...
I've fought against my submissive nature my whole life. I rebelled against the fact that man and woman are different, and have different strengths and roles to play. I joined the Feminist League while at the University of Ottawa, and the women in the group fostered in me a hatred of men, of their place in the world, and in a way, they taught me to hate my fe...
An abrasive train whistle cuts through your gentle sleep. As you groggily open your eyes, you see the familiar antique decor of your private train compartment. The bench across from you is empty. You sigh: it's been a while since you've had any kind of company, human or otherwise. Hopefully, those administrative privileges and the sexual endurance pill the p...
The red and blue lights in the rear windows of the conversion van caused an even greater knot in my stomach. I hated to drive the conversion. It was huge compared to my A4 Audi. It handled like shit, lumbered slowly up to speed on the highway entrance ramp, and every breeze in the wind caused the side of the van to act as sail and move it back and forth in t...
St. Lucius: As God Intended. This story is definitely inspired by some of the work by my favorite literotica authors "imjustasteph," and "theSparkZone." It also owes some to the whole NIS thing, but it is maybe a little different. Everyone is at least 18 yrs old. ***** I don't know what is going on with this school. It doesn't seem legal. If I told you, y...
The night had fallen for a couple hours, and yet, Los Angeles was more dynamic than ever. The city was shining a thousand lights coming from its numerous buildings, and its population was living it's life, far from suspecting something terrible was coming their way. And yet, it was. You see, there are things humans have come to think impossible, because the...
In a society that otherwise resembles our own, mass slavery has persisted into the 21st Century. It is a common and accepted feature of public and private life. Males and females of all ethnic backgrounds are held thrall, without status or legal rights. They are quite literally living property, and may be bought, sold and used for any purpose, including: har...
A thing sliver of light slipping through the blinds of her lover's apartment awoke Kelya. The blinds on room 3-26 of Coronet housing estate J239-6 were always supposed to be closed, although most humans had been converted, teams still hunted them in the streets and underground at all hours, eager to convert her into another of the Coronet's servants. Kelya c...
"Shut that shit off!" Viliana hissed at her sister. "No way, then you're just gonna put yours on." Jexica turned her concerto down and hissed back. As many comforts as a partially buried van that opened onto the sewers had, space was not one of them. Especially problematic if the person you share it with is someone that you cannot stand. Even worse if the...
Chapter 13 "Sex in the Store and on the Beach" Target was our choice of place to shop for linens and bed and bath stuff because they have good things and are usually less expensive than Bed, Bath and Beyond. We had no idea for sure how long we would be in the house so we wanted to be frugal. I had negotiated that the landlord would pay for window coverings...