****************** Thank you to Satinlvr_mwf for allowing me to continue your story Santa's Helper Ch. 01-04 and to UH-OH for the help in editing. This is a story of pure fiction and no true events so if you are not into the interracial genre move on now please. ****************** Let me take a moment to describe myself. I am a blue-eyed brunette, 5'4" in...
A long time ago, as a young Black woman in her twenties, the lady who would later be known as Mistress Shayira discovered the world of BDSM, and it changed her life at a fundamental level. Shayira, the daughter of Afro-Caribbean immigrants who moved to the United States of America, has always been the kind of sister who is considered bossy or domineering by...
Tifa stepped out of the carriage onto the streets of Wall Market. Her gaze looked up from the street onto to Don Corneo’s palace. Two of Corneo’s thugs stood watch at the door. Their eyes immediately turned on Tifa, and gazed at her as if almost in a trance. As she approached the door, she could feel the thugs mentally undressing her, as if her clothes were...
South Africa. Present day. 10 pm. The band of drug traffickers...numbering 40 strong had made camp for the night in the jungle. They gleefully counted the gold, diamonds and other trinkets they had bribed out of some of the unsuspecting tribes..in exchange for the powerful narcotic they were peddling. The traffickers were a band of roughnecks..hired by a wea...
In Allston there were three major gangs. The Crowns, the Aces, and the Blue Devils. The gold Crowns were the most powerful and dealt in extortion and protection, the Blue Devils ran most of the garages and chop shops around town and ran illegal races or courier runs. The red Aces were the most violent, owning the gambling and sex trade. Alisa looked down at...
CHAPTER 12: "All warfare is based on deception." -- Sun Tzu * * * It took most of Kendra's willpower not to tap her foot on the floor or get up and start pacing. She'd been waiting for two whole hours. Falkaan had drilled it into her head for years that you should never let personal ticks in speech or body language give away what you were thinking or feeli...
It's been almost a month now. After the first week of waiting for her to send me a message, calling in sick, not bothering to shower or shave, hating myself for not caring about that, and not caring anyway. I was miserable. I held the firm assertion that I had ruined what had been a wonderful, exhilarating, scary, beautiful date with the woman of my dreams,...
Lightgirl slowly came to. She had a great night's rest and felt refreshed after the terrible events of the last few days. Not that those were over yet, but she was determined she would win her freedom from Mr. Matter in his gameshow. She recalled the last night with the villainess Cobra, and briefly felt bad about her lost innocence. It wasn't so bad though,...
Angela's cunt recovered soon enough. Not that it mattered much since Jeff would not be getting any. He had accused her again of enjoying her encounters with the criminal gang. Angela had not argued. There was no need to lie. And the extra suffering it caused her stupid husband satisfied the other part of her plan. She threw herself into her work for the nex...
"Listen...listen." "Hmmmm?" I opened my heavy eyes to the darkness. The bus was hurtling along the bumpy country highway. "I am feeling really cold. Can you get a blanket from the blue handbag?" my wife Niyati whispered, shivering in the ramshackle bus with no heater and poor insulation. "Hmmmm." Groggily, I got up and went to the front of the bus where...