FOREWORD Hello Dearest Reader. Menoetes here. You may be groaning at the appearance of yet another new story from me but fear not, Bravest Reader, for this is not a long-form tale. It is not here to distract from my many other in-progress writing projects. This is just somewhere I can drop those short, steamy, mind-control story ideas that get stuck in my he...
Hey, there. My name is Gary Celestin. How's it going? I'm a Half-Breed. The offspring of a nonhuman intelligent entity and a human person. My mother Illyriel was a fallen angel turned arch-demon and my father James Celestin was human. They're both gone now. There is a world out there which most people don't ever get to see. Demons. Fallen Angels. Monsters. V...
Hello, there. My name is Wanda Jean-Pierre. A six-foot-three, dark-skinned, lean and athletic young Black woman of Haitian descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm a student at Avery Scott College, a small historically Black four-year school located in downtown Brockton. I major in medicine. The story I'm about to share with you involves ho...
Do you remember Love Story with Ryan O'Neil and Ali MacGraw? Well, this is a love story of sorts, this is Dog Story. No, Lassie, Rin Tin Tin, and Old Yella are not the dogs in the story, but it is a dog story, just the same. Think of this dog story as you would remember Dino on the Flintstones or Astro on the Jetsons. (Boy, I'm showing my age.) Where has al...
This is a continuation of the story A Slave to the Servants by DoctorWolf. I give her full credit for her world. Go read that before you read this one as this is the story of the world after the Alien invasion and Ciara's story. I contacted her abnd received no response. I couldn't just leave it off like that and really wanted to continue. I apologize for...
My name is Tori Darwin. If you were to look at me, all you'd see is an ordinary girl. Five-foot-ten, a bit thick, with dark brown skin and long braided hair. I'm quite average in many ways. I'm not exactly leading an ordinary life, though. I was born in 2476 A.D. in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. Like every able-bodied person who doesn't have a physical...
Leda didn't know how long she'd be alone. As soon has she heard her front door close, she began to cry. Why shouldn't she cry? She was frightened. She was confused. She wanted him but she didn't want him to have her. She had escaped this fate once, why should she have to do it again? Wasn't it enough that she had been mated to Gerald? Why were there always...
Hi it's me Tine again, in my last story I told you about how I meet Rashid and Yasir and got a real valuable contract for my company. The contact was not the only thing I got out of that meeting, as you surely remember I had a lot of delicious hot sex with the two black guys, I enjoyed them so much that I wanted them to fuck them unprotected and take their...
An author's rant. Hi folks. I know some of you detest author's comments and perhaps think the folly self-indulgent. But I've had many posts that suggest some actually enjoy delving inside my crazed head as I attempt to shed some light on what my story was supposed to achieve. So, for those of you who would like the insight, read on. The rest of you can s...
I guess before this story continues any further I should tell you that it is being written by me, Lisa. Yes, Lisa from the story. It is being written in the hope that it might save one or some white women out there who are thinking about having sex with a black man. It is my hope that this story might sway her and keep her from doing it. It will be made av...