Madelyn Pryor looked at herself in the mirror. Not as an act of vanity, but because she was comfortable with who she was. There she saw a woman who almost had it all; a career she loved as a freelance environmental consultant, one which offered her financial stability, independence and a sense she was doing good in this world. She had a wonderful two-story t...
The secret lives of women never cease to boggle our collective imaginations, especially when dealing with the fierce, beautiful, embattled and triumphant Black American female. The heroine of our tale, Josephine Montagnard, is the living example of a study in contradictions. She was born in the City of Hampton, Georgia, to middle-class African-American paren...
July 10: Lord M, I am intrigued. I look forward to your thoughts, although, I'm not sure Derrick will! "Under my thumb", Derrick is...at least the vital part of him is. ;) I'm not sure what the critic expected. It was under the BDSM category.. Mrs. Millwood * My Dear Mrs Millwood, I must say I was delighted to see your name in my inbox this morning....
Chapter Three: My Saturday Meeting with Kerri. Well another busy but fun week for myself as Mistress Chantel begins to wrap up. It's a bright, sunny Saturday morning about 7:30am. My typical femme routine is to shower, dry off, moisturize with fragrant, moisturizing cream then to shave my face. Luckily for me in recent months I have begun to use a beard ret...
Hello, everybody! This is a little side project I thought I'd try out to flex my creative muscle. I've always been somewhat fascinated with ENF and ENM stories, but I've never written any of my own! That's going to change, through. The concept is simple. You create a character that finds themself in a situation where all of their worldly possessions are lost...
With thanks to Jasmine27 for help with editing. ***** 'Shit! Shit! Shit!' Jess screamed in her head. She was in trouble now. She watched as her Master came striding towards her. She squirmed uncomfortably on the floor, the young Dom in training that she had been talking to, oblivious to the change in mood. Sam had been watching with an incredulous look on...
It was nearly ten months since he had begun to serve her. He was kneeling on the floor between her legs. She had told him to look her in the eye. She had noticed that he was still active on the kinky dating site where they had met. She wanted to know if she was enough for him. She asked him why he still visited the site. He looked down from her eyes and told...
'Today is going to be a long day.' You tell yourself while sighing. The reasons for that is everything that could have possibly gone wrong this morning did. First the water stopped working for no good reason which prevented you from showering, then your golden retriever Rufus brought mud inside of the house when you let him inside, and just now you accidenta...
Chapter One Daddy leads me into a larger area of The Pit, a lifestyle club he has taken me to celebrate my "coming out and Birthday." We have just finished my birthday dinner, where I was my own birthday cake. I also just received my birthday day spanking while the audience watched and applauded. When we enter the room I see tables set out and decorated. Th...
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...