The lives of rich and powerful people are never boring. Especially if you're the help. They don't notice you but you notice everything. Take my word for it, I've worked in this field for thirty years. Just your humble but wise and somewhat worldly janitor. My name is Alistair Belleview, and I'm a sixty-two-year-old Black male living in Washington D.C.. I've...
The cold Chicago wind of the winter of 1948 blew through the grand entrance doors when opened, bringing a chill to the grandiose yet austere municipal building. He dropped to his knees before her in the hall outside the divorce court, and pleaded with her not to go through with it. She stood regal and pompous in her fur coat, enjoying seeing him squirm, and...
The sun was shining through the window as I heard the door open behind me and soft footfalls walking to my bedside. I realized that I was still on my belly and though my butt had stopped its throbbing, it still felt swollen and sore. The girl entering the room was one and the same with the angel of mercy who had massaged my sore and swollen flesh before g...
Hello, there. My name is Braxton Teller. A big and tall, black-haired Irishman living in the magnificent city of Boston, Massachusetts. By day, I'm a defense attorney with Lawson, Teller & Pierce, one of the top criminal defense law firms in the Commonwealth. My beloved spouse Nikki O'Leary Teller is a stay-at-home wife. We met while she was a liberal arts s...
Author's note: this story is about interracial cuckoldry with strong themes of dominance, submission, and humiliation for both husband and wife. Don't read if you aren't into that sort of thing --------------------------------- The pictures Shawn forced the couple to put up in their bedroom were working wonders. The three of them seem to have settled into...
Chapter 1 ended with: Margo wiped the cum out of her eyes and looked up at the group of men surrounding her. Her face had a happy, satisfied look and cum dribbled down her chin. She gasped slightly and said 'Thank you to all my new Masters'. 'Happy Birthday Slut' they all chorused. 'Well what do we do to her next?' I asked. Chapter 2: The Submission Cont...
BDSM has enabled me to save my relationship, leave a cycle of domestic abuse and salvage what's left of my heart. My name is Matthew Dixon and I'm a big and tall black man of Jamaican descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I'm a graduate of the Sprott MBA program at Carleton University, and work for the Canadian Revenue Agency as an auditor. I have o...
Chuck truly loved his job. He had been hired as project manager at an up and coming video game company. Essentially, he was working his dream job. They were currently working on a dumb, but incredibly fun, game centering on an eco-terrorist werewolf attempting to avert the apocalypse. His team was on a deadline, and he was working excessively late hours. Be...
I hope you have read my first submission, but if you didn't, this submission may not make any sense to you. My wife, of three years, Tammy, woke me up as I was still pretty groggy from the late night before. We have never tried to hit one of these black Friday sale things, but she had her mind set on it and I was to go no matter how much I wanted to stay i...
Lloyd had been treated to a gratuitous and well received whipping by Joyce, watched by Patti, Kay, and Maria, who noted the pleasing sign of a boning erection as his wife confirmed her new status as his owner, then was bundled into a walk-in wardrobe at Patti's house, trussed with his head down to await their further pleasure. He was not alone in the wardrob...