Sitting in my chair completely naked, I stroked my strap-on dildo as I watched my Black male slut parade in front of me. My name is Veronique Marceau and I am a Dominatrix. Standing five feet eleven inches tall, wiry and muscular with a thick booty, I look damn hot and I know it. My skin is dark brown, shined to perfection with lotion for tonight's performan...
Chapter Six: Chantel's Decline is Achieved, Owned by a Black Master as his Sissy Maid and Slut. I cannot believe at what is happening to me here. Master named Gage is about to purchase me and place me into slavery as his sissy maid and sissy slut. I am near in panic, I want to run away, get into my car and drive for the safety of my home. But I know this wi...
After months of hesitation and much soul-searching, a momentous decision finally got made. The big Black dude burst into Mistress Chocolate's den in downtown Ottawa, Ontario, and told her of his rather unusual request. The six-foot-tall, gorgeous Black Canadian female dominant listened to him, and then agreed to make his most forbidden fantasy come true. It...
Authors note: This story is an immediate sequel to my first story "Carol's Christmas". The events of this story deal with the younger man named Marcus who Mrs. Carson initiated into the mysteries of sex and submission in "Carol's Christmas". * Marcus was sweating bullets as he rang the door. He burned for Mrs. Carson...Mistress Carol...and needed to be wi...
Robin arrived home from work about 5:30 on Thursday, he still felt a little apprehensive about what happened Tuesday night with his sissy friend Patty, and he hoped he might get to talk about it with his wife Morgan. He really enjoyed wearing the corduroy skirt outfit she bought for him, and he loved being a sissy whore for his wife and Patrick, her "boyfrie...
This story contains adult fetish themes between consenting adults that may be upsetting for some readers. There are also scenes with vulgar language that some may find offensive. Please proceed with caution. ~ thank you for your patience ~ The sleek black towncar maneuvered through the downtown streets, the darkly tinted windows giving no hint to the passe...
Sitting comfortably in her basement/dungeon, Ottawa's premier dominatrix Madame Whitley looked at her submissive, Shane Johnson, as the big and tall, formerly masculine Black dude stepped out. Clad in a pink Tutu, blonde wig, crimson pantyhose and high heels, the brother was finally letting out his inner slut. For years, Madame Whitley struggled to help Shan...
Since giving himself away in his first prostate exam to his Dominant Doctor Megan he had been prepared for use by an old Master, now Sissy was on her way to be used. Sissy was breathless as she read the text from Master V, she looked around the small airport to make sure she didn't know anyone, whilst she was looking at her texts. Thank goodness she didn't....
My land lady's knowing look held me transfixed. Quietly Mrs. Lehrer purred, "What are you?" A spasm of trembling shook my body before I could mew out, "I am a sub sissy slut, Mrs. Lehrer." "Hemmmmm," She hummed, "And what else are you slut?" Her voice was quiet, soothing, inquiring. "I am a wanton cum whore, Mrs. Lehrer," I admitted, blushing at such an a...
Chapter Fourteen: Chantel Learns a Lesson. Another bright and early morning for me. Another busy day ahead as a sissy maid and later on as a slut. What plans Master has for me as a sissy slut tonight, I don't know, but I'm sure it will be exciting, with lots of creamy cum for me to taste and swallow as well as good for hard core butt fucking. I'm already ge...