I lived for a while in Namibia, a city in South Africa. Males were subservient to females and old worldly customs lived on. There was very little crime, minor traffic offenses were punishable to males via corporal punishment, whereas females simply received a hefty fine and points on their license males were strapped to a padded whipping horse at the local P...
~Fifth Night~ Ex Machina The foreign gentleman's name was Providence, and he had a knack for younger women. One might wonder as to how the combination of his short frame, a slightly too large nose and the receding hairline did not only not compromise his attraction for the fairer sex, but actually increased it. Amongst female circles a thinker's brow was se...
Introduction The purpose of this essay is to describe a series of rituals a submissive or slave passes through to reach a state of complete servitude. It originated in a post I made to the thread in the BDSM bulletin board on Femdom, Tantra Ritual and Kali started on 20/03/2009 (click here to see thread). This thread started with an invitation to discuss a...
The War in Heaven continues to rage. Neither side could claim victory, for how can you completely destroy your opponent when you're both Immortal? For reasons such as these, the Angels came down from Heaven and turned the planet Earth into their battlefield. For, you see, on Earth, everything dies. Here, even Angels can die. It's not easy to kill them, but d...
"Bashir, where in hell are you? Come here, I think I've been bit," Marlene Thompson shouted as she stumbled out of the warehouse, clutching her wounded knee with one hand while holding her pistol with the other. Wandering the warehouse in search of food wasn't a good idea, but hunger has a way of making people do things they wouldn't otherwise do, even durin...
My name is Alastair Rashkel and I'm a big and tall Black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Anyone looking at me sees a regular-looking brother, and that's cool with me. It just means that my disguise is working like a charm. You see, I'm no ordinary brother. I'm actually a Vampire. Been one all my life. Vampires do exist. We look like normal...
Paul slung his briefcase on the hotel bed. Another city, another hotel. Same ol' same ol'. He sighed, loosening his necktie. Check emails, shower, dinner then bed he thought. Setting up the laptop on the dresser, he plugged it into the socket. He walked into the bathroom and started the shower running. Pouring himself a scotch and soda from the mini bar, he...
"Stand still. Tom." "Why, Sarah?" I started to say, but the last bit was muffled by her kiss. A quick glance upwards confirmed I was underneath the mistletoe at the office Christmas party. The woman of my dreams was kissing me, but I was too embarrassed to respond in kind. She ground her pelvis against my rapidly hardening cock. Her hug was more than playfu...
Note: This is the first chapter in what could turn out to be a much longer story if the readers would like to hear more. Please feel free to send feedback. I enjoy hearing from you. As always, votes of 5 are greatly appreciated. – DD. Michael sat alone in his office on a Friday evening. He was finishing up a proposal for a big sales pitch on Monday and didn...
I am a bad puppy, coming to my Master without real training, or real devotion to the task of being a good dog. He took me for a walk in his fenced garden my first day, and I was very bad indeed. I picked up a flower I thought was pretty and handed it to him. Master was quick to point out the error of my action. Dogs didn't pick flowers. They might smell them...