Faisal Waberi sat behind the computer, on an isolated corner of the Carleton University library, and smiled as he typed the words "black femdom," on the search engine. Immediately, all manner of hits popped up, displaying scantily clad women of African descent, some of them holding whips, others stroking phallic objects. Very nice, Faisal thought excitedly....
Hello, everybody! My name is Dahab Mokhtar, and I am a woman with a story to share with you. I was born in the City of Bareg, in the Asir Province of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. My family moved to the City of Ottawa, the Capital of Canada, eleven years ago. I am twenty three, and in six months I will graduate from the University of Ottawa with my Master's d...
I awoke in the same suite to a phone call from Trevor Burham, “Look, mate, don’t worry about putting this on your own tab. The new government is set to take office and I’m already having doubts. Remember when Annie assured me that nothing would be different? Well, just this very morning, man, she told me that she hoped that last night was great for me, becau...
When Rebecca Novotny invited Tyson Cornell-Rand to come over so she could entertain him, the six-foot-tall, handsome brother from the City of Abilene, Texas, most definitely had no idea what she had in store for him. Tyson, a rugged and 'down for whatever' kind of brother is no novice to the game and has been with ladies of all hues. That's exactly why Rebec...
Really, this is one of those situations that I've heard of so many times that it actually contributed to my impetus to start writing about all of this. I recently received a mail from a man in a long term relationship requesting advice. He indicates that while this relationship of his is healthy and solid, it's also exclusively vanilla, and he wishes to expl...
The fires burned out by the time Dayo escaped the bushes. He stared at his camp, his home, reduced to ashes and blood. He walked across the desert sands to what remained of him and his master's tent. He had shared that tent with his master all of his adult life, serving Master Lewak's every need as his only servant. They had travelled leagues together with t...
This is an introduction to the land of Illakia, where all my stories are set. Not a story, more of a travel guide. Hopefully this will give you a better background to my Illakian stories. If you have any more questions or have noticed something I have not thought of, email me, write your question in a review or write to me in the forums and I may put togethe...
Another wintry day in Ottawa, the town that fun forgot. Not for the first time Laila Fatimid wondered why her parents fled their hometown of Abu Kamal, Syria, for frosty Ontario, Canada. Head down against the heavy snowfall, the young woman walked up the hill leading to her neighborhood in the Barrhaven sector. I hate Ottawa, she cursed under her breath. A c...
Author's note: This is a sequel to the Casey's Fall series. There are many elements in this story that will be more enjoyable and make more sense if you read that first. * Casey rolled over in bed and watched Greg sleeping. He was here so often these days that he had practically moved in, but neither of them thought much beyond how much they enjoyed being...
"Good Muslim girls aren't supposed to mess around with Christian guys, especially the ones who are teaching them," Nabila Osman's best friend Fatima Yassin reminded her, and the young Somali-American Muslim woman nodded sagely, as though heeding her friend's words. The sarcastic glint in Nabila's golden brown eyes told her friend Fatima otherwise. Fatima sig...