Stanley Toussaint is a native of Cap-Haitien, northern Haiti, and he's been living in Florida for the past eighteen months. Stanley's aunt Gertrude Toussaint sent for him after his parents, Dorothy Jean-Toussaint and Mathieu Toussaint perished in the earthquake which devasted the island of Haiti. The loss of his parents was a terrible blow to Stanley, and he...
Day 4 When Nadia woke, her wife was between her legs, tongue buried deep. Although it felt good, something felt wrong. "Olivia baby, stop." Yes, something hurt, but in the fuzz of her first hangover it took a few moments to sort it out. Her ass hurt. It hurt at her pucker, and it hurt deep inside. "Oh wow." She remarked. Strangely she also felt pleasure...
Isabella locked Slave 138 back into his chastity device and gave Nadia the key to it. Like all of the chastity devices used in Femininus, it was a three ring design chastity cage made of steel with a bronze lock. Once Slave 138 was secured in his chastity cage, Isabella then ordered him to escort Nadia to her new living quarters. Nadia and Slave 138 arrive...
Standing five feet eleven inches tall, deliciously curvy, with long black hair, dark bronze skin and light brown eyes bathed in late afternoon sunlight streaming in through the basement window, Nadia Nasser is indeed a vision of beauty. Born in the City of Baljurashi, Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, and raised in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, this unique young woman...
Slave boy departed the docks and stumbled back to Femininus, dazed and in despair. He had no idea what to do. He had made the arduous journey, both physical and emotional, to becoming a slave of Femininus, suffered so much heartbreak and rejection to finally find his perfect Mistress, only to get to spend such a brief time with her before she was taken so ve...
The colored strobes magnified the bass beat of the house mixed dance music. Lively party girls in various phases of sweaty undress bounced in time to the music. Many patrons were dancing on the scattered parquet squares. Others were lounging in cushioned sofas arranged in intimate clusters. Scantily clad waitresses carrying drink trays navigated the furnitur...
A single, lonely road divided through the dark forest of Notzuchtwald, and on that single, lonely road travelled a single, lonely horse-drawn carriage. Most travelers went to great pains to avoid the dark tangled labyrinth that was Notzuchtwald, for it was a famous haunt of bandits, outlaws, and (if superstition was to be believed) of vampires and ogres. Onl...
Nadia flipped the business card around, then flipped it over again. This had been her ritual for the past ten minutes; The parking lot, her place of worship. She was outside an unassuming building deep in downtown- not so much downtown that there was someone yelling about nothing on the nearest corner, but downtown enough. Even with the AC cranked as far a...
"Set her down over there." Liam quickly pulled his gloves off as moved toward the plush chaise in the solarium. He watched as Nadia began to convulse while Caleb quickly removed the writs blades he'd donned for battle. They were cutting it close; the poison Moloch carried was normally a paralytic to demons. He knew that humans did not survive the toxin with...
It would take one last trip to the basement of the library for Nadia to get the information on Forcas, one of the original members of The Order of Zebulon. According to many of the books she read, he was in charge of keeping all other demon sects in line. He was also in charge of the various hit-men The Order had under employ. At first she overlooked all inf...