This is a Master Slave interracial story using race play. Again, if the use of the N-Word bothers you, don't read this story. This is a story written by a black man, not a white racist. Thank you and enjoy. * Danielle had been gone for 3 days and I had stopped by once to check on her animals but today was the special day. On top of checking on the animals...
CHAPTER 9 - AN EVENING OUT, AND A NEW CHALLENGE FOR THIS PETITE SLAVE They have just finished dining at an elegant restaurant, and are now entering a high-end gentlemen's club to continue the evening and enjoy an after-dinner drink. The two make a handsome pair, he in his stylish slacks, shirt, and dinner jacket. . . she in a long dress, with a plunging ne...
Sara anxiously watched the clock. 4:45 on a Friday afternoon has to be the longest fifteen minutes of the whole week. She had no real plans for the weekend; it had just been one of those weeks. She was ready to kick back and relax; maybe she would stop and have a drink or two on the way home. As long as she was out of the office, she didn't care. Finally, 5:...
This is the first part of a story following Kent Wiltshire and his journey from an independent man to a submissive slave girl. Please let me know what you think, and if there is any themes you would like to see incorporated in the future. ***** My name is Kent, I'm 22 years old and live in a two-room apartment in Stanley, Idaho. It's a small city, with ju...
This story is not so much about the adventures of Batgirl, but more about the developing sexuality of Barbara Gordon. The storyline continues on from 'The Price of Silence' and once more includes the character of Jennifer Goodbody AKA Sparrow, as well as Selina Kyle AKA Catwoman (did I really need to say that?). In recent times, there seems to have been a h...
This is a true account of my first session with a ProDome. Some of the details may be "fuzzy" a result of the intensity of the encounter... Thanks in advance for your patience... PROLOGUE I found Her on-line after searching for a real professional. My previous encounters had been at local "massage spa" where some of the attendants claimed to be experienced...
I have a lot on my mind. Tonight I am going to push my dear one like I've never pushed him before. You notice how distracted I am as I finish my meal and you want to ask what is wrong, but know better. You clear away the dishes as I walk into the other room. I place a tray on the table and start adding the items I am planning on using tonight. Once I have...
Katherine allowed her fingers to trail along the length of Greg's thigh, his cock twitched a little and a wicked smile flashed across Katherine's lips. Poor Greg, since he'd persuaded her to take control of his cock she had made it her mission to drive him crazy with lust and longing for the freedom he once had, but which she had no intention of allowing him...
My working name is Chyna. And it's not that sort of work! I'm a model. I've just come home from several years in Europe, mostly in the east. I did a lot of magazine and catalogue work there. I made some money but did not end up with a well known face. I came home because it was time. I loved working there but I also wanted a change. At the moment I'm studyi...
It was Saturday night. It was 10:40, and James was sitting in his living room ... in the dark. Because it was better, in the dark. And, in his most comfortable chair; his black leather, well-padded armchair, James was sitting in front of the mirror ... waiting. Waiting, for the mirror to begin its next 'broadcast'. There was an eerie white light, all...