Miss Jojo here. Everyone's favorite blonde tormentor. I'm reading a letter from my former submissive, Tamara. The butch Black woman I so enjoyed taming. Certainly brings back memories. I actually missed you quite a bit too, Tammy! I've been back to fucking with my young white women ( which I love) but I certainly do miss humiliating a beautiful Black Amazon...
Man, sometimes I think politics and taxes are the only things one can't escape in this life or any other. Being Immortal, I've already escaped Death. However, the tax man and local politics are coming after me. My name is Jacques Henri Acier. A six-foot-three, broad-shouldered and muscular Black man of Haitian descent currently living in the City of Toronto,...
A newcomer to the City of Ottawa, Ontario, by way of Cap-Haitien, northern Haiti, Steve Dubois came to Canada's Capital region to study civil engineering at the University of Ottawa. He worked as a security guard for the good folks of Iron Horse Security to make ends meet, but the life of an international student in Canada was kind of rough. The higher rates...
The name is Seraphim Joseph. A big and tall Black man of Haitian descent living in the town of Nepean, Province of Ontario. I attend nearby Algonquin College, where I'm taking up the Program of Police Foundations. I want to work for the Ontario Provincial Police someday. After I graduate from Algonquin College, I'm heading straight to Carleton University. I...
It had been a couple weeks since Suzanne had seen old Tom, the black janitor who raped her in the church kitchen. She was afraid to be by herself in church, so she always left with a group so he couldn't trap her again. She had not mentioned the rape to a soul because of the shameful way she allowed him to take her and because of the way her body reacted to...
Mary Miller had been clearly given the ground rules and had a decision to make but in reality there was no question about what she would do. The almost animal-like urges that sometimes overwhelmed her had led the shy teen to the elderly black man down the road in the first place, so instead of staying alone in her room pleasuring herself she had found a will...
When they say 'you can't go home again' I never realized they meant you could go home but everything will be different. As for me, well after getting out of the service and then bumming around LA for another couple of years with nothing to show for it, I decided to go back to my hometown. The city was the same, old and boring but my old friends had changed....
I’m Lady Denisa and I’d been devastated by the death of my only adulterous lover. I’d fucked the young black pilot that single wonderful night. With my husband away at war I’d been so frustrated. For the first and only time I’d given up my resolve to be faithful to my husband and mounted the boy’s big black cock. Only hours later I watched in horror as his...
I was at a red light on a sunny day waiting in my car, I had long blonde hair with a cute face and I was lost in my thought. I tried to resist my fantasy so much it became more and more strong. I was 27 years old and a beauty; I took my medium latte Starbucks coffee and drink some thinking about the Black girl I saw at the Starbucks. How beautiful she was, h...
It was precisely 8:30 a.m. Monday morning when I held the front door of my single-story office building open for Alexis Barron. She strutted in, hands free, and with a confidence I had never witnessed before. Meekly, I followed behind the young black woman carrying all her things, and breathing her perfumed tail winds as we reached the front desk. The of...