My name is Hira. I was born in Cairo in 1985 and lived a comfortable upper-class life. My father had a big business and I was considered a good catch. I was very good-looking and I had finished high school. I couldn't find a good job and I wasn't academic. Just after my 18th birthday my mother told me that she had found a nice boy to be my husband. I told he...
It was half past nine when Daisy finally woke the following morning. Blearily trying to focus on her alarm clock, a feeling of panic immediately passed straight through her. She leapt out of bed, pulled on her dressing gown and rushed into Thomas's room. It was empty. Indeed, the whole house was empty. It wasn't until she saw a note on the kitchen table, wri...
The weather was not so good on the return journey. As the train rattled its way away from the Central London terminus, through the dark brick lined cutting, the rain was already running down the windows of Ivy's carriage. Further out without the protection of the brick walls it beat against the panes, a staccato sound upon the roof in the silence of the carr...
I'd known I was kinky since I stumbled on bondage porn as a teenager. The chains, the beatings, the violent sex-all of it excited me. When I got a girlfriend in college, we embraced each other's dark desires. We even bought one of those introductory kink kits. I loved being her dom. Controlling her, owning her. This was the way it was supposed to be. While l...
Simon's arse remained sore for days, a constant reminder of his new role in life. Over the weekend the pain was severe, but the overwhelming feeling of his humiliation was compensation enough, and produced a warm glow through his body. His mind had been in turmoil all week-end. Sometimes the pain was unbearable, but he bought a cream at the pharmacy that rel...
This is a work of fiction. All of the adult activity takes place between adults. Please rate and comment on all the stories you read. It really helps the authors. This one is short and sweet like... Sweet Melissa "Wait. Please stop. Turn your cute little ass around and come back here..." ... A couple of days before Christmas, my girls and I loaded into m...
Sam and I have been married for 21 years and three months. And not once in that time had I ever considered cheating. My new job was going to be something great for us. They doubled my salary at the hospital, gave me stock and sent me on the road as a travel-nurse supervisor. It was the job of a lifetime. The offer came at a perfect time since we were getti...
The paddle never left her side. Never, at least it seemed, though I'm certain it was accurate to say rarely. It seemed she always had it with her, either in her hand, or within easy reach. Always. At that moment, as I was on my knees, bent over the floor in front of the couch, naked except for a tight pair of black jockey shorts, carefully picking up every...
Bahamas, Day Nine - Sunday The sun rose over us the next morning, beaming it's energy down to us. We all awoke around the same time, and as we gained our senses, we stirred under the blanket and began to rise. "What a magnificent night. I will never forget that one." Keira told us. "Me either." Jessica and I replied. It was truly a night to remember. "We...
This story is about the day in a life of a black man in a fictional world where black men are the extreme minority but drown in pussy. It is a complete work of fiction, with all characters at least 18. Heavy elements of submission, raceplay, breeding, financial domination and cuckolding follow: *** Demarcus woke up to the sound of slurping and the most pec...