A Young Woman Experiencing Natural Intimacy Without Protection

The reality sank in as the black bitch locked the slave collar around my neck. After that I was re-chained face up by my neck collar, wrists and ankles. I was cumming continuously then. After showing me his house, so I would know where I would eventually be living, we returned to the club. When he arrived, he was bound and shackled, similar to me. Sayings like, “once you’ve tried black, you’ll never go back.” But, I never believed that. The idea of being seen with a black baby sent shivers down my spine. Your husband said how you wanted to be tattooed, marked as a white slut for black men, and chained to show your submission to the black race. They started in my vagina and traveled like electric shocks through me to my extremities. There were knots of people talking and laughing.