Winter grips the City of Ottawa, Ontario, in its icy grip. Adler Stephens, a big and tall young Black man originally from Dorchester, Massachusetts, still isn't used to the harsh winters of Ontario after nearly five years in the province. This morning, however, the young African American gentleman, international student and adventurer finds himself in someth...
9:30 AM: I awaken as I do every morning...to the soft sounds of classical music and my arms wrapped around my female sub, Sleepy. I don't like to sleep alone. I like to have someone to hold on to...to be my teddy bear...to squeeze and to cuddle. She is soft and warm and naked and I always seem to wake up with my hands clutching her tits or my head nestled be...
"Mr. Janus." A female voice whispered. Her voice was the only sensation Mr. Janus had felt in the dark, and it was far away. He was confused but regaining consciousness. "Who are you?" Mr. Janus asked. He was blindfolded, bound to a chair, struggling to find the reason for his immobility. His wrists chaffed against the coarse rope that tied them to his ank...
Salutations, my friends and devoted readers. Wanda Philogene here. Your favorite Haitian dominatrix, taking the beautiful City of Brockton, Massachusetts, by storm. Ladies and gentlemen, I have some good news. I've dumped Sean Prescott, my favorite white dude, on account of him becoming possessive of me. Sean and I were cool, and we had some fantastic sex, b...
He doesn't live with us but he's in our house a lot. As soon as he enters the house, like me, he's expected to strip naked. He is her sex slave. She still sees my boss, is still his girlfriend, but now there are two slaves in her house, this twenty-something boy and me. My wife has become the perfect Dominatrix and both of us 'house boys' are completely addi...
Everyone's got that one fantasy that both excites and scares them. As a dominatrix, I make a lot of men and women's fantasies of dominance and submission come true. You name it, I've done it. Still, at the age of fifty one, I'd like to think that there are still quite a few things that I long to experience. I'm as human as you are, you know. I think even por...
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My name is Jacques Arthur. I was born and raised in the City of Cap-Haitien in the Republic of Haiti. My family moved to the City of Toronto, Province of Ontario, when I was nineteen. I had some trouble adjusting to Canadian society after spending most of my life in the Republic of Haiti. Canada seemed like a really strange country, man. Fast forward six and...
The Kingdom of Saudi Arabia is thought of by many as a forbidden place. To the billion plus men and women around the planet Earth who call themselves Muslims, Saudi Arabia is the Heartland of Islam. To Western feminists, Saudi Arabia is a backwards land and a veritable prison for the female sex. To the African, Filipino and Indian workers who come to Saudi A...
Before proceeding please read the title, story tags and my profile to determine if the subject matter is to your liking. Thank you to those whose choose to take the time to read on. ................................................. Slut wives Roxanne and Heather and their cuckolds Peter and Bill lounged in bed late into sunday morning. They had been up alm...