It was only a week after my punishment that I was expected to go back to the black club for the formal initiation that would make a white sex slave of me. I was to be owned by the black man called Robert. His plan was to bred me as many times as he could; my womb would belong to him. I also knew that my initiation would involve me being tattooed and collare...
As with so many stories with chapters, please read the previous chapters to understand this concluding section. This story has four chapters; all chapters have been posted here within a few days of each other. Thanks to my editor. Enjoy. Please vote. * After another moment, I asked, "Did anyone back here know about your work?" "As far as I know, no one ea...
The local pop band became a nightly feature at the hotel. Their mixture of Western and Vietnamese love songs were very popular. Many of the older villagers who had never had access to regular entertainment other than Karaoke stood outside each night listening and singing along. John walked outside one evening and saw them standing around. "Why don't they c...
*this is a work of fiction (and perhaps a little fantasy, and I hope you enjoy it** This is a very unique interview with an ordinary guy in an extraordinary job. We can't use his real name here. We wanted to be respectful and serious about this interview, so we sent Adam Carolla to talk to him. AC: Hey, how are you doin??? I am supposed to call you John D...
Somewhere, in the cosmos, lies the truth of our existence. It's siren song drives us forward, forward into the unknowable reaches of space, and time. Hoping to boldly discover their secrets. What is it about the unknown that drives us so? What is the appeal of knowing? Is it the value of the knowledge we will gain? Is it the thrill of the risk we take? Or is...
Hello everyone. Welcome back into my imagination. In this story, I envision a furry. My character is an anthropomorphic horse. He's a member of a small but growing population of a subspecies that resulted from an ill-fated attempt to prolong the lifespan of horses by injecting them with human DNA while they were still in the womb. As you would expect, the...
In Search of Tamar Ch. 7: Chris facilitates female bonding in Jerusalem The Jerusalem Express pulled out of the new Tel Aviv Central Station. The new station was a lot cleaner than the old open-air station, and air-conditioning was a definite plus in an Israeli summer. The new toilets lacked the bouquet of the old ones. Still, I missed the charm of the shop...
Chapter 8 As it happened, what I called the "Darius and Melissa Show" proved rather scintillating, to put it mildly. If we thought that Melissa was hot and bothered before, she really came into her own, pun intended, with this act, the last dick taking her sweet pucker. It was almost certainly the fact that she already had so much prostate stimulation, plus...
I knew the moment it happened; I knew it by the deep stabbing pain inside me, almost to my womb. He had given me very different sensations there deep into the last moon time, but these feelings were so much sharper, so much sadder. But yet I could try to be brave, try to be happy for him. Virile Oak had returned to Mother Earth, just as we all longed to do—j...
She wakes to feel her aching, swollen, tits being gently caressed. They've been leaking a little, and she feels a tongue gently lapping up the milk around her nipple. Her eyes flutter open and she sees her Master looking at her, expectant, hungry. 'Good morning, my little slut.' he says, affectionately. 'Good morning, Sir.' she replies, her voice filled wi...