Day Two: Male Anatomy & Homework Thank you for the feedback from my first story, submitted nearly two years ago. I would like to say I have been working on this since, but unfortunately that's not true. I appreciate negative comments back, but please just indicate more of what you did not like or where you stopped reading. Part Three is already in progress,...
"Essential services, that's what I provide, like any good businesswoman, I know my clientele and their special needs," I smiled to myself as I read these words on the Temple of Noir website, which advertises my services to the entire world. There are a lot of Black dominatrix types out there but I, Mistress Shay Noir, am the only one catering to the hidden n...
My memory of the events of the past few weeks are still a little foggy. I am sitting here in a room which very much resembles the inside of a meat locker. The walls and ceiling comprise of a silver metallic alloy that were always cold. The door is all glass with the same metallic alloy framing the glass but no door handle on the inside, most likely to keep m...
Grave awoke from his deep hibernation, his senses coming back to him one after another. His large body was slowly becoming aware. His hands wide and taloned for parting rock, folded against his chambered chest. Two massive wings made of skin and scale unfolded from his back formed a roof, ceiling and floor roughly the size of a coffin surrounding him. In hi...
To all my sci fi readers, thank you for your emails of encouragement regarding this story. I hope that you will enjoy Chapter 2 as much as you did Chapter 1. ====================== Zhartha was busy navigating through the dense atmosphere of the planet that he had chosen to perform the necessary experiments. Its atmosphere was poisonous to him as well as th...
specton - 2 1/2 minutes quant - 2 1/2 years heckson - 2 1/2 miles ------------------------------------ Bill and the Major had been running for almost an hour following the scent of the male. Suddenly there was a break in the forest they had been running through. Before them lay the sprawling castle of one of his uncles. Growling Bill stopped as they saw...
Sometimes, I wonder why so many people seem to get such joy out of opposing the hard-working, determined high-achievers they encounter. I knew the answer to the question the moment I asked it of myself. Pretenders always hate the real thing. And they know it when they see it. My name is Stefan Brunswick. A young black man living in the city of Boston, Massac...
AUTHORS NOTE: Every now and then I'll see a picture that brings a scene to mind. I finally had an opportunity to sit down and write it. If you would like to see the picture which inspired this story, then email me with a critique, good or bad, and we'll go from there. Chapter 1 "Yeah, I scored four goals in just the last six minutes of the match." The yo...
A Scrapbook of the Rise of Female Dominance & Mandatory Male Chastity Forward Depending on your perception, this work is either a fictional description of a world that might be, (should be?), or a slice of personal historical recollections and observations sent back from that future. Perhaps it is both at the same time. In any event, it is dedicated to th...
######## Prologue ######## Long ago, before the Great Flood, the vast plains of Idorn, what would one day become central Eurasia, was a strange world where there were kingdoms, even empires, where women reigned over men. While their numbers were small, these matriarchal kingdoms tended to be larger and control more valuable resources than their male count...