My name is Ghaniyah Hafsah Wakil. My friends call me Ghani. I'm a young Black Muslim woman of Ethiopian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. A lot of men are intimidated by me because I am very tall and happen to be a loud, outgoing type of female. So much for the stereotype of the African Muslim woman as quiet and submissive. Sometimes...
The call came just after I started preparing dinner. “Anna,” said my master voice. “I have some clothes laid in my room I want you to wear tonight. In fact, right now.” I was then wearing the usual uniform, black shirt and skirt with an apron tied around the waist. “What are you doing at the moment?” “I’m preparing dinner, sir.” “OK., go put on the clothe...
I've been in need of a new secretary for a few months. I work for a large company and have an office on the top floor. I've been using the pool secretaries for a few months now but need to hire my own. Your CV comes across my desk. I call you to arrange an interview, I can feel myself hardening just from your voice. Alone in my office, I start to stroke my...
There was no doubt that she wanted him. All of him. She hoped they had time after lunch for a quick romp for old times sake. He had deep milk chocolate skin, full lips, and broad shoulders. He wasn't black, rather South Asian. He was a sensual guy she had met during her time in college who helped to develop her sexual prowess. They stayed in touch throug...
A newcomer to the City of Ottawa, Ontario, by way of Cap-Haitien, northern Haiti, Steve Dubois came to Canada's Capital region to study civil engineering at the University of Ottawa. He worked as a security guard for the good folks of Iron Horse Security to make ends meet, but the life of an international student in Canada was kind of rough. The higher rates...
The forest was quiet, as the trees basked in the warm afternoon sunlight. Rays of light shone between the leaves as we walked along the well trodden path winding between them. She looked so beautiful, as she brushed her hair out of her eyes. We hadn't intended to walk far that day, as we talked about everything and nothing, and weren't dressed to tackle th...
The Theta Phi house stood back from the street, enclosed in a circle of tall pine trees that made it difficult to see exactly what was happening inside the palatial walls. Rex knew how to maneuver his black Jaguar through the winding driveway and into the garage where he could walk directly into the house without ever stepping foot outside and risk being see...
Olivia watched the time tick by, the gag in her mouth was making her drool. She couldn't wait until the ice finally melted and she would be able to get at the key, unlock herself and masturbate to orgasm. After her last boyfriend she'd started getting into some kinkier stuff after reading online about it, and although she didn't have anyone to try any of it...
After years of hiding my secret submissive fantasies I finally mustered the courage to make a profile for a kink dating site. Blushing with shame, I said that my interests included bondage, spanking, and humiliation. I couldn't believe my luck when a dominant woman began chatting me up! She said her roommate was dominant too and asked if I would like to come...
I like my tea served to me by a nubile woodland nymph, as beautiful, delicate and fragrant as a solitary flower in the middle of a sunlit meadow, her sheer diaphanous dress cascading like a waterfall so enticingly obscuring her naked form. Her movements, her smile, her laughter, everything about her is captivating. Yet the wicked glint in her eye reveals hi...