Black Wife Mistress

By Debra Evans

“After eating, I had of course to arrange everything and make the washing up. When I came back to the terrace, they were again in the sofas under the shadow.

- After a good lunch, it is nice to have a rest. While we are resting, you are going to show us how you use your tongue! Come here!

I came close to her.

- Put your hands at your back!

I obeyed. She tied them together. After, she moved her panty and showed her shaved ....

- L.... it!

I came inside her .. and ... her ..... She was very ... and it did not take long for her to .... As soon as she ..., she pushed me back.

- Now go and make your tour, you start from the left!

- Yes Mistress.

Going on my knees with my hands in my back, I approached the first girl on her left. As I was close to her, she moved her pant and showed her .... to me. I knelt in front of her, inside her .... and did the same to her. She ... after more than ten minutes and I went to the next one. When I finished my tour, the girls were claiming for another run, and I had to do it again.

It was late when this activity was completed and the girls went back to their rooms whereas Ju untied my arms. I was arranging everything in the garden before going back inside. It was just sunset. I came back inside.”...

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Debra Evans
• Release date: Jul 29, 2016
• ISBN: 9781370680153

Debra Evans

My erotica is a narrative version of her nearly lifelong quest to reconcile my submissive erotic orientation with my ethics. I must say that I write pure erotica, not erotic romance: my books are about sex, bdsm and hardcore because writing about sex helps me to understand that fundamental part of my life better. So I hope maybe it does the same for those readers who look for a corner of privacy by reading and reflecting on my characters. Over the many years since I became aware of my real inclination for unbearable craving for ravishment, spanking, and above all anal domination, I have tried to come to terms with that craving in more ways than I can count. The first of the ways was by reading, voraciously, every piece of BDSM erotica I could find. What changed my life of reader and perverse lover was the reading “The 120 Day of Sodoma ”as it reflected throughout my desires of young submissive woman. It changed my life, though the change has been gradual, and continues to this day. The idea that other women might share the lusts I have by turns been ashamed of and defiantly proud of, that a woman like the me might write so beautifully of those lusts, and work them out so thoroughly and even pitilessly on a character, push me to become an erotic writer. It is here that an inner exploration began, which I consider the base for writing a good “erotic” today. I started to write about spanking stories but going beyond every boundaries of bdsm torture for my and the reads sexual pleasure.

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BLACK WIFE MISTRESS

Author Debra Evans

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The contents of this Erotic Novel are designed for ADULTS only and may include hard narrative scenes and bdsm codes that some viewers may find offensive. If you are under the age of 18, if such material offends you or if it is illegal to read such material in your community please stop reading. The content in the novel was created for ADULT ENJOYIMENT and entertainment purposes. It was not written with the intention to offend.

Table of Contents

INTRODUCTION

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

About Debra Evans

INTRODUCTION

I was born in Europe some 30 years ago when the story started. I had a normal life, good classic studies and best business schools with Master degrees. I left my parents when I was seventeen in order to take charge of myself. I went to the army after college and participated in war actions in Africa and Yugoslavia, as a reserve officer in the commandos. I already had the virus of Africa.

I also had a secret fantasy: since as far as I can remember I wanted to submit to a woman. But my public character was the opposite, I had been in the commandos and was leading several associations, I had a good position in a famous European company.

One day, I decided to answer the call of Africa. I applied to a management position in a West African country and as many expatriates, I met many easy girls in bars and nightclubs. I was famous there because I was young and handsome, and single.

After one year, I decided to quit and create my own business and succeeded.

I met my wife. Better, she met me. She had seen me several times in parties and other events. She had asked my cell phone number and called me.

I was not surprised that a girl was calling me to make propositions. It was very usual for girls to phone white men or proposition them directly on the beach or in a bar. I was about to refuse the rendezvous but something made me accept.

We met. She was a very beautiful black girl, very assertive, very sexy. She was not looking like all the street girls. She was very intelligent and educated. She knew what she wanted and was certainly not looking for the small money I could give her in counterparty of a night.

She told me that she knew that I was the person she was going to marry, she saw me in dream, and she was just asking me to let us try. I was not surprised, because it was a common speech, however, she was different, and I had nothing to loose, hadn't I?

In less than one month, I fell deeply in love with her. I did not know it was possible to be so much in love with a person. I guess my subconscious perceived that she was the woman of my secret dreams.

Our life was going better and better, however we had many fights and disputes. She wanted to control my private activities, and I was not ready for that.

One day, we were talking about fantasies. She was asking me what my fantasy was. I was feeling to shy to tell her that my deepest secret dream was to be dominated by a woman.

Nevertheless, she continued to ask, and finally I told her, guessing that she could not understand this kind of fantasy in Africa. She told me that she was feeling the same; her fantasy was to dominate a white man. We had no experience; I knew a lot of that thanks to Internet, books, etc. She was feeling like a mistress, she always commanded people.

We started by simple games. She was attaching me on the bed for sex, she was spanking me, etc.

However, she wanted real domination, not only a sex slave. Her dreams were to fully control me and fully control my life. She started browsing Internet and newsgroups, buying books to educate herself in the beautiful world of female domination.

We had disputes because she was naturally commanding and I was a leader in my public life. It was very difficult for me to submit to her. But when I was doing it, I was feeling very well.

After less than one year together, we married.

She is the woman of my life; I cannot understand life without her. After some months of marriage, she started changing our lifestyle. We had more and more domination activities, not only sex. For instance, she always wanted me to be naked so that I was more flexible and submitted. It was difficult for me because of my Christian, European education. Being naked in front of someone was being at a low level.

She was always talking to me on a commanding way, even in public. I was ashamed of that because in Africa, a woman cannot talk to her husband like this, moreover if she is black and he is white.

The story begins when she decide to be a real Mistress. She had well prepared everything. What was just a fantasy to me became a real life. She thought me how African women dominate a man.

Now, she fully controls me and I have to say that we are the happiest couple on Earth.

Names and places in the story are changed.

CHAPTER ONE

We were living in a nice house in Ghana. One day, my wife invited five girlfriends to stay with us for the weekend. She had already invited friends in the house, so I could not expect what was going to happen.

When I came home at the end of the afternoon, I saw five black women in the sitting room. Ju introduced me to them as her husband. It was the first time I was meeting them. There were dressed with European style clothes. I went to shake their hands, telling each time my name, trying to remember the five new names.

After a light dinner in the dinning room, Ju decided to organize some game. It was a game with cards and the loser had each time to remove one of his/her clothes.

Of course, I knew it later, she secretly arranged with her girlfriends to play against me and make me loose. Therefore, we started playing and of course I lost the first game and they told me to remove my shoes. On the second run, I lost again and