************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan June 2018 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ****************...
I think all human beings are bad news. Doesn't matter what their race or gender is. Even people who have been mistreated throughout history turn around and do the same exact thing to innocent others. It never ceases to amaze me. The bigotry some minorities can have for other minorities. Take my submissive Ahmed Aimren for example. He's a Middle-Eastern guy l...
You close the door behind you and walk into your parent's house, finally back after driving home from your first semester away at college. Finals week was rough, as you'd expected, and you've been looking forward to being able to relax at home. Your hopes are shattered, though, when you turn into the kitchen to see your stepsister, Sarah, standing in the cen...
Hidden in the depths of seeming nothingness in between the substantive universes of living realities dwelt an ancient force of Chaos. It had been since before the dawns of creation for the realities around it. It would look into the various realities and watch the pattern by which they unfolded… and like watching sitcoms over and over the force got bored of...
The night had fallen for a couple hours, and yet, Los Angeles was more dynamic than ever. The city was shining a thousand lights coming from its numerous buildings, and its population was living it's life, far from suspecting something terrible was coming their way. And yet, it was. You see, there are things humans have come to think impossible, because the...
"Sweetie, you seem nice but I have to be real with you, I don't play with young Black men in the world of BDSM because they all have a macho complex and they're allergic to Femdom," Zainab Sheikh said calmly, looking the brother standing before her up and down. Whoever said they don't make brothers like they used to wasn't thinking about this one, Zainab tho...
Call me, Ahab, this is the tale of my embarrassing day at work, a humiliating story in which the lady I've been pining after for quite some time now, a sharp, attractive businesswoman with a flirty side, saw me completely naked. I was never absolutely certain where it was that she worked, but, my crush Ming Zhao's routine involved passing by my workplace, an...
Abdul Al-Haddad is the kind of guy who thinks he's all that just because he's a big and tall young Black Muslim man. He thinks he's the Big Man on the Carleton University campus in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. He's from the City of Mogadishu, Somalia, and has that All-Somali Swagger about him. He always wears a Black leather jacket with the Canad...
Foreword: This is a series of fantasy stories totaling 12 chapters containing topics such as spanking, sodomy, interracial theme, rope bondage, gay sex, and a little bit of cross-dressing and femdom (in later chapters). The fantasies start out milder but gets progressively wilder towards the end. I originally wrote them for a friend (named Brian in the stori...
Sliding my strap-on dildo deep inside Abdul-Hamid's asshole, I smiled with satisfaction as he screamed sharply. The young Somali had merely grunted as I pushed my dildo inside of him initially. And I wanted to really hear him scream like the bitch I knew him to be. I knew he'd be okay with this sort of thing the moment I first laid eyes on him inside the Sai...