MaleDom Stories

Part of the Vampire and Werewolf Chronicles
A re-write of "Dark Street" I wrote this to give the reader options of what Julian will do next. Each choice will set the story along a different path, providing a different ending at each turn.

Danielle Thorpe wakes up in the middle of the night. There's a man; a knife; a gun; an aspirin. Oh it's a bit mixed up. It's definitely a dream - or is it? This is a little whimsy with a few, mild Dolcett references, although nothing to squick.

A young man takes his pleasure from an older black woman.

Lily wakes up to the sound of her stepfather's heavy footsteps outside her bedroom door. She knows what's coming - his unwanted, brutal advances that leave her sore and ashamed. But even as she fights against it, she can't deny the shameful heat building between her thighs. As he roughly grabs her, forcing her legs apart and violating her with his fingers and tongue, Lily loses herself in the forbidden pleasure. She cries out and writhes beneath him, torn between disgust and ecstasy.

I never thought I would see the splendor of New Mecca as not only was it deep in the heart of the Arabian Desert but off limits to infidels. So it came as a shock to find myself trafficked there to be a slave. The city was full of slaves and beautiful women that would be forbidden to me. Thus to save me from castration, my penis had to be securely locked by my firm-handed Arabian master. But with so many beauties to temp me, was it a mercy or a torture?