To the reader: This chapter is one containing little sex. Rather it is a preparatory chapter explaining the science experiment and serves as a necessary segue to chapters two and following which hopefully will satisfy your hormonal appetite. Enjoy. ***** Martin Bricker was one in a million; no, make that one in a billion. He grew up just outside a small fa...
Meet Father James Nyondo, a thirty-something black man living in the town of Kibuli, not far from the City of Kampala, Uganda. In this small African country where priests and preachers from Europe have spent generations converting the locals to Christianity, becoming a priest or a preacher is a sign of high status. Father James Nyondo loves being a Catholic...
With a strange look on his handsome face, Jacques Marcelin got on all fours, face down and ass up. The six-foot-six, broad-shouldered and heavily muscled, light-skinned Black man stuck his ass in the air, offering himself to his Dominatrix. Mistress Nadege Jean-Pierre caressed Jacques's sexy buttocks. Although she dominated men and women of all races, this w...
This story is fiction based loosely on people, places and events mostly from my life. I strongly suggest that you read the previous chapters before you read this one. I love feedback, comments, criticism and ideas for future chapters. If I don't hear from you, I don't know if I should continue my story. Also, your vote tells me how I'm doing. Enjoy, Dani...
Saturday I woke Saturday morning to an empty bed and lust filled memories I staggered to my room and threw on gym shorts and a tee shirt and heading to the kitchen where I heard El banging and scraping around with pots and pans. She turned and smiled and said hello. She was wearing PJ pants, a tee shirt and a light short robe. She was covered and that was...
I rented out the apartment which I owned and had lived in before meeting my husband. After a few years of married life we wanted to move to a larger house and so needed to sell my apartment to partially fund our new home. I gave the tenants notice and engaged the services of a few real estate agents to try to sell the apartment. One morning one of the agent...
With winter coming and having just moved into a new one bedroom apartment, I was looking for some diversion. My situation had me down. I lost my job about a year ago, and have been skimming by working afternoons and evenings at a mall store selling candles. They are hiring for the holidays, so at least I know that will be steady and I may even get some overt...
With the kind authorization from Riviere7. This English translation is slightly different from the French version (a few discrepancies eliminated). Sorry for the delay for this story. * Brigitte let alone for a moment her niece Virginia who had fainted during a momentous fist fucking. She had pulled off her hand from her submissive's arse and had replaced...
1 Now the common belief is that any man who wants to wear women's clothes is gay, and that the heterosexual crossdressers who claim to be straight but "just like the feel" of silk panties and so forth, are being, well, less than candid. Be that as it may, heterosexual and homosexual crossdressers are in fact distinct psychological types. To be sure, ther...
Author's note: I would encourage you to read Deputized As A Slaver, Chapters One and Two to better place this story in context. –Otis **************************************** Things were going well for Chloe. She was coming up on three and a half years as a slaver. Her new profession afforded her the sublime pleasure of asserting absolute dominance over...