This is an adult story about being submissive and of giving of oneself to others and of being used sexually, so if you don't want or like reading about such lifestyles, then I suggest you close this and move along to something else. The story line is fictional. It is placed into this context to heighten the eroticism but the descriptions of the sexual acti...
Note to all: Keep mailing me or commenting with suggestions and ideas. It's what keeps me going. Thanks to all who did so in the last few months. ***** "I still can't believe you did that..." She said as she walked up the stairs to her apartment. "Do you really like degrading yourself like that?" My heart sank. Was it me? Did I bring out the raving dom...
Vi opened the door to her large house on the nicer side of town and I stood smiling holding my laptop and my Trig notebook. She smiled back at me as she waved me in and asked me to take off my Timberlands. I took the time to observe the foyer. It was small with a bench to my left and to my right a door which I'll assume is a closet. The colors were all warm...
Author's note: Here's Chapter Seven of "Slave Girl Emily." At the end of Chapter Six, we left Emily apparently contented with her Master, Frederick, even though she has just seen him flogging and fucking Pipit, another slave, at a play party. Meanwhile, Pipit's Master, a distinguished-looking middle-aged man named Christopher, seems to have taken a liking to...
Allyson used to be my wife's best friend. At least, that's how Sarah introduced her when I first met her. The two women had known each other when they were both freshmen in college and they had shared an apartment until their graduation. From those days, I only know what has been told to me because I wasn't a part of Sarah's life back then. When Sarah and I...
When people see us, I know what's on their minds. I know because a few brave souls have come right out and asked me. What is a fit, slender, beautiful girl doing with someone who is at least twenty years her senior? Sometimes I tell them the truth. Other times, I just say, "the heart wants what the heart wants." What am I talked about? I am talking about ho...
What was given to the public was half a lie. As far as everyone knew, the spell the young baroness placed on Muriel was intended to be a blessing, but it turned out to be a complete failure, a piece of wet wood that couldn't be burned. So, people assumed that nothing had actually changed Muriel's body or mind at all, aside from the mark. In all fairness, the...
Did she have a hidden agenda? Was her desire to dominate white men driven by some racial hatred or need to seek revenge for her enslaved ancestors? By all outward appearances, that would appear to be the case. Mistress Desire was far more complex than superficial appearances would allow. Black, strong, confident, and proud, there was no mistaking that the Do...
Chapter 9: Allison's Education The two security officers immediately removed Ross from the prep room. When he came in, he was still wearing the filthy cum coated loincloth. Taking him from the prep room, they had handcuffed him and walked him out, totally nude. Just the act of removing the Q-tips from his cock had created a surge of arousal, which started h...
Chapter Twelve They all had gathered in Craven's study. Linzi sat beside Ellie, who had held her hand as she told her story. Somehow, the mystery man, simply known as 'The Keeper', had become infatuated with Linzi when she was in her teens, after the tragic accident. At first, it had been fairly innocent, he had written letters about her survival being a...