The things that turn me on are simply that, the things that turn me on. My name is Farah Suleiman, and I'm a Somali woman living in the City of Ottawa, province of Ontario. I was born in the town of Mogadishu, Capital of Somalia, and moved to the Confederation of Canada fifteen years ago with my parents, Mohammed and Amina Suleiman. I am twenty two years old...
Chapter Seven: I've been taken, Made into a Maid, Turned out as a Slut. Two days have passed by, it's Thursday morning. Today Master Gage and Master Martin are to arrive by 10:00am. I awake by 8:00am and my stomach is turning. I get up sit on the edge of my bed wearing my sleeping lingerie today it's a white satin full slip, white lace bra and satiny panty....
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. *** I spent the next week working up and on a cover story. In fact more than one that might deceive my predator long enough for me to lay a well planned trap for him. I even gave a great deal to planning which planet or at least which club I might lure him to. We now had enough o...
PART 15 POOL 2 As we walked outside, I noticed that our private area was more populated than expected. There were a few more additional males but more than a handful of additional and very attractive females. Sir Jeremy approached my wife quickly and I watched as the other women gawked at her and then began laughing at her as several of them even engaged in...
I'm a firm believer that life needs to be a journey. It starts somewhere, develops, grows and ends at a defined point. The same rings true for subservient relationships. I met Jane a year prior, and in that year slowly converted a quiet but willing librarian into a raunchy cum slut. A shy, petite, pretty, early thirties brunette with a curvy figure, large b...
For the next four or five days I managed to stay away from my sewing room anytime when Peter might be home. I was even recovering a little until one hot August afternoon my virile neighbor caught me working in the yard. All I had on was a T-shirt and a pair of jogging shorts, the gym class kind with the short loose legs and elastic at the waist. My only unde...
Chapter One: The Peeping Step Dad I had just awakened with a middle of the night urge felt by many 50 something men – the urge to pee. I, like many men my age, have developed a larger than normal prostrate, which wakes me up at least once each night. And since I am in the middle of a total remodeling of the bathroom attached to the Master Suite in my 20 roo...
Well, it seems the more I write, the more responses I get :D Always appreciate the comments, and thank you to everyone who has written to Me so far. Still looking for interested FEMALE slaves, so please PM or email. * MASTER Well, what a night. I have had some wild experiences since meeting My slave, and lover, Lucy, and even more since we allowed slut to...
Chapter Seven: At 'The Agency' and I'm Off to a New Start In My Sissy Life. "Girls this is your new dorm mate, Sissy Chantel." one of the security staff says. The other staff member adds, "You shall take her into your group, help her set up her things and then take her around on a tour of the facilities and such. Report to the office after doing so, OK?"...
This is a true story by a drop-dead gorgeous mid-thirties housewife (so I've been told) who has been proudly black owned for the past three years. Many of the details may not be as graphic as you would like, but I am putting this together from three years of memories. * The initiation night had arrived, and in two hours, my initiation as a Queen Slut would...