THURSDAY AFTERNOON As usual, the morning went by fast and before Cori knew it, it was lunch time. The guys gave her their orders from the diner and she called them in. Fifteen minutes later, she left to go pick them up. The diner was three blocks down and on the other side of the street. To get to it, she passed several small stores and offices as well as...
Chapter VII--We Meet The Guests And Are Exposed For What We Are Ladies Four, Five and Six arrived and, while physically disparate in appearance, were given the same routine treatment by their fellow whites as did the men whose numbers corresponded with theirs. I won't bore the reader with the details as they are repetitive, except for the different nuances...
When the Soviet Union fell, chaos descended over Russia in many different aspects of life. The economy plummeted, Mafiosi ruled the streets, and government officials committed blatant acts of corruption. One of the most startling things to come out of this sudden upheaval was the immense outpouring of sex and sexuality into Russian culture. The repressivenes...
I did everything they told me to. I worked out: I hit the gym, I pumped iron. I even ate protein supplements. "Gimme the best stuff you got," I said to the young, muscle-bound boy working at the nutrition store. He handed me a large box, packed with some grainy white powder, a material quite reminiscent of sand. On the box was a large man, enormously built,...
Nancy and Sam fell back on the bed together, and Sam's hands roamed slowly all over her body as they laid there side by side. He wrapped his arms around her and held her close, talking softly into her ear and expressing his wondrous enthusiasm at the erotic feat he had just witnessed. He was completely blown away by her newfound interest in the prick teasi...
This is the third part of the story that I had started some time ago. I had written it, but then I thought it was a bit surreal for me, so I just let it sit for a long time. Then, after reading Karenkay's brilliant "White Slaves of Eban" stories that she is currently publishing, I have changed my mind. I'm so taken with them, that I decided more content in t...
Following graduating from college, Haifa, was a much changed woman. Her experience with men had turned her against serious relationships. Having distanced herself from her family, culture and religion, the now ex-Muslim Haifa had found a new circle of friends. Leaving behind her far left sensibilities, she had found herself increasingly drawn to the Republic...
***ThoughtLog.txt Start 2007-12-24 10:05:25 AM: Thought Log? What the heck is a Thought Log? And why is it in my head like a catchy song I can't shake? 2007-12-24 10:05:45 AM: OH God, figures my boyfriend would lay another trap for me, ON CHRISTMAS! 2007-12-24 10:05:57 AM: Where am I anyway? What AM I for that matter? 2007-12-24 10:06:13 AM: What's all t...
This is a story about getting what you want, even if you have to pay for the opportunity. I will warn, it's a slow build as I wanted to explore the details and honestly I lost myself in the journey for a bit. It is also Part One as when you have the chance to make your fantasies come true you take the time to savour the experience. Anyway, as always I'm inte...
This is the second chapter of the story of when, due to a chance encounter, I would be turned from an online to a real world slut at the hands of a beautiful young woman who would become my mistress. Although each chapter may be read on its own, it is best to read them in sequence. ***** My whole body trembling with anticipation at modelling panties in fr...