I woke up in a daze, on a carpeted floor in what appeared to be somebody's house. I noticed a chain attached to a nearby wall, which lead up to my neck. I felt with my hands that the chain attached to what felt like a metal collar on my neck. I immediately panicked and started tugging at the chain, trying to free myself from these mysterious bonds. Alas, I o...
"Is it possible for a Black man to have a fetish for his own race? I love dominant Black women but the ones in the professional BDSM world seem allergic to me," Alain Dumont said, lamenting his woes as he sat opposite his long-time best friend Nadia Garang. The six-foot-tall, short-haired, curvy and gorgeously dark-skinned South Sudanese Muslim student sighe...
In my younger days I was lucky enough to have seen Godfrey Kneller's portrait of master woodcarver Grinling Gibbons. That was long before the Internet, and I could never find a reproduction of the painting, but finally I located an image online. So I looked on the Net to find out more about Gibbons and discovered: of the few things known, nobody can agree o...
It's been some time since I posted a story here. Life got in the way. I have a few more in the pipeline. Hope you enjoy them. Many of us have said it, but what if ... Ragnarök By Judogeezer Desolation everywhere...but not what he expected. Every end-of-the-world movie he'd ever seen had the same scenes; deserted streets with dust and scraps of paper...
Kelsea was true to her word. She left Roland to convalesce for the better part of a day, only awakening him early next morning with a stroking hand and a fond gaze. "Have you been watching me while I slept?" He asked, his eyes bleary as they stared up into her red-rimmed orbs. "Yes." She said, unashamed of the admittance. "You're a creepy Succubus, yeah?...
A/N This is my first story ever. I would love to receive your feedback. Good or bad. *** In the big city there lies a coffee shop catering to an exclusive list of working women. These women range from titans of industry, elected political leaders, prize winning authors, to everything in between. Powerful woman from all across the globe come to this small...
The next morning everything from the previous night was cleaned up and the crew was preparing the shuttle for take off. The Grand Admiral ordered the fighters to return to the flagship, seeing how they would not need an escort. "Well are you ready to go into space and meet your neighbors?" Asked Derna'ala. "Is it going to be safe?" Asked Karen. "Trust u...
IIAn Englishman's Home Lindiwe 2065 After so many months of struggle and sacrifice, the arduous journey was finally over. Lindiwe had arrived. In the town's short history, few had suffered as much as Lindiwe to reach Ashton Lovelock. Few could have endured the adversity, hunger and rape. Few would have willingly paid so much from so little savings to make a...
SWTOR: A Smuggler, Not A Patriot: Prologue: There Are Many Types of Reward Inspired by the new Bioware MMO set in the Star Wars universe. I own none of the characters, obviously. The thieves were dead, the medicine recovered and the Cathar woman who'd originally stolen it was most grateful to have it returned. The bestial looking refugee's tufted ears tw...
Author's Note: I couldn't decide what category to put this series in at first, I eventually decided on BDSM because to me that's what the story is truly about, however there is also a Sci-Fi / Fantasy element because of where I've set the story that readers should be aware of. Enjoy! *** Alanna stumbled as she was pulled into the room, along with the othe...