Demetrius struggled to keep up with the ship. He was but one man paddling while the Priestess's ship had a team of slaves chained to oars, and one of those new slaves was Angone. Demetrius did his best and kept his eyes peeled to the horizon where the Island of Aphrodite's temple finally came into view. Angone for his part was adjusting to his new life as a...
I can still see her in my minds eye. The memory of her echoes through my head even still. Her voice still sings sonnets and her face will forever be imprinted in my soul. I never knew her name, I never touched her, I never even talked to her. I know this woman only from a distance and only for a very short time. Her curves and body will remain with me fore...
I waved farewell to my friends as I went back to my seat. It was pleasant surprise for me to find that, the seat opposite to me is occupied by a beautiful family. The thing that made the family beautiful was their only daughter, who occupied the seat in front of me by the window. I leaned my head on my side of window as I took a glance at the girl in front o...
My name is Carla Hayden. I'm a young biracial and queer-identified woman living in the town of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I was born in the City of Belfast, Northern Ireland, to Maeve Hayden, an Irish Catholic mother and Djamal Adewale, a Nigerian father who converted from Islam to Atheism. Presently, I study business administration at Carleton University....
Black women are bossy, they always try to dominate Black men, and they have an attitude problem. Giving that such 'facts' are common knowledge, you'd think it would be easy for a submissive Black man to find a 'bossy' Black woman, right? Well, as a lifestyle BDSM person, I can tell you with one hundred percent certainty that this isn't true. My name Jean-Cha...
It was a cold, Thursday evening when the door of my Hotel room was rapped loud enough for me to believe that the rapper was indeed irritated. Yup, has to be Marylou! I swung open the door and saw one very pissed off woman standing there. Come on in, Marylou, I said. The first thing she noticed was a pitcher on the table that probably held her favorite orange...
If there's anything I love doing, it's showing the world that black men and black women united can do anything. Nothing gives me more joy. My name is Nikita Jackson and I'm a six-foot-tall, voluptuous and very good-looking young black woman living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I've got face, I've got chest, I've got body and I've got booty. Which mak...
I am your damage control. Do you know what it is like? To get that phone call in the middle of the night from a woman who is falling into her own personal pit of hell? To hear the anguish in her voice and know you cannot help? To get in the car and drive as fast as you can with disregard for speed limits or personal safety? Just to get to her side and all t...
There are some things in this world which one simply doesn't understand. Like why do some men decide to get Vasectomies. In one's sincere opinion, that's one of the worst things a man can ever allow to be done to himself. Seriously. Rather than allow himself to be neutered just because his nagging wife or girlfriend said so, why doesn't the guy just castra...
The second of five stories written for Phoenix, the great love of my life. Drawn from our own experiences, and her complex, beautiful, wicked imagination. ------------------------------------------------- Villa in Bali, deep in the jungle. In the sun room: surrounded by lustrous brown teak, the sunlight slanting through the leaves overhead... We are her...