damagictouch:

To submit is to give yourself mentally and physically to someone who you trust. 

-Violet

(via tigerandragon)

submissive-black-women:

Many domesticated animals are meant to be ridden…

submissive-black-women:

Many domesticated animals are meant to be ridden…

yourpetnigga:

ebonybitchbabe:

Arsty shot :x

This is so beautiful!!!
This is how it should be for all of us. Each one of us kneeling, accepting the Superiority and Divinity of our Master Race.

yourpetnigga:

ebonybitchbabe:

Arsty shot :x

This is so beautiful!!!

This is how it should be for all of us. Each one of us kneeling, accepting the Superiority and Divinity of our Master Race.

submissivefeminist:


*smirks* That initial shock of impact…

submissivefeminist:

*smirks* That initial shock of impact…

(via domsthrowaway)

submissive-black-women:

From now on, you belong to me.
Understand?

submissive-black-women:

From now on, you belong to me.

Understand?

(via susankane88)

blackslavegirls:

Pet Nigger Training Tip #3: NEVER be afraid to beat or humiliate your nigger pet. It’s what they are made for.

blackslavegirls:

Pet Nigger Training Tip #3: NEVER be afraid to beat or humiliate your nigger pet. It’s what they are made for.

(via yourpetnigga)

   A girl is born wet, and her life will be in the practice of moaning out all her juices until she finds that one special orgasm she can claim as her own. To deny her that is a crime against nature for she is part of the whole and the unstoppable, she is the vessel for which sperm needs be planted, she is wanton flavor created to make orgasms a delicious moment suspended in bliss. She is clitoris, a goddess of Earth shattering results. She is labia minor, nearest where the rain forests lie to be plundered by one or many, or even in selfish times herself. She is the urethral sponge, the darkest place a hidden eruption can growl until released into fresh air to make the lungs heave a scream that pierces ears and makes another know they have made chaos calm.
   Stimulation, caressing, licks of wet tongues that search for her flavor through walls of flesh, interior and exterior. A girl doesn’t eat pussy, a girl swims inside juices she’s familiar with to explore possibilities only she could give herself through another female. Only a girl can taste the subtle differences in each new shudder a warm vagina offers her taste buds. Contractions hold the lungs from exhaling, convulsions make the lungs gasp. Only a girl can become more aroused on a sensory level than a male can ever hope to find while lapping the wet puddles swollen lips offer a very skilled yet discerning tongue.  
   The blood rushes and muscles become athletic. On the floor of the mouth of the one drinking in flavors kept moist and succulent until ripened by one who can smell the allure of fresh pussy while dining on the delicious offerings which secretes its aromatic vintage. A girl’s tongue manipulates the flesh, molds the flavor to suit her hunger and makes the open meal give her what she craves most of all, a new and unique flavor she can know as her own. The one muscle the oral cavity offers such sweet bliss can dive deep, lick in every crevice and suckle out the most delicate of nectar, the one snake a wet and very needy pussy will gyrate to as she envelopes her lover’s mouth with such suction as to make Dick jealous, and with hips moving back and forth as her ass arches higher, she will paint a face that overwhelms that which she holds dearest. 
   The face below, a sweet, teen age girl whose lust for female genitals make her submit to her own dirty thoughts. Mature and wet, Judith dances on her baby girl’s face and makes her mark of sweet aroma become that which makes her baby girl’s own slit part the seas and make way to find an orgasm all its own. Exposing the way to her urethra, exposing the way to making Ann grow and learn her lessons with a drenched smile. Uninhibited and without regard to what may be heard, two swim in one another until the rapture of the flood releases upon a girl who would soon be pure beast for the orgasm she laps and learns to worship like a wild night in a town that drips for the blue moon’s howls. Nerves explode like firecrackers bursting on a Chinese New Year, one by one in succession until there is nothing more than just one thundering explosion which wraps all small events into one magnificent and unholy groan. Not one, not two but as many as her baby girl can be blessed with and Ann does her best to adore the variety of scents each shudder her tongue makes her mommy deliver unto her open mouth. Licking, breathing, heart beats make lungs expand and pussy grows more animalistic. The moan of a baby girl licking triangular, crescental masses of erectile tissue makes Judith grind down to test the agile lips a sucking mouth Ann does have to make sure she can suckle much more than any male she has ever had could endure. To be washed away puddle after puddle at the gateway to the vagina, while trying to keep breathing in fresh air so Ann can lick all the rich pleasures Judith feeds her baby girl. Tongue licking lips aroused with such intense natural abilities they can’t stop quivering. The smell of pussy drowning out all other aromas, the basking in such deviant musk.
   From one to another they make waves their own feast. One after another in their own unique and different ways orgasms rise and fall then are called back to reject the past tides and accept the new rushes of blindingly intense rituals of clitoris and tongue, of fingers playing in a garden while a wet baby girl gives thanks to her mommy in a lewd fashion which would make the holy men stand still and stop breathing they cum.
   And they will cum again for they are female and born to make waves.
   Listen close and you’ll hear mommy’s pussy juices hit a pretty teen age girl’s face right before her baby girl licks harder, and without shame. Listen closely and you’ll hear pussy take over with a life all its own and a girl to make it take pleasure. 
Sir

   A girl is born wet, and her life will be in the practice of moaning out all her juices until she finds that one special orgasm she can claim as her own. To deny her that is a crime against nature for she is part of the whole and the unstoppable, she is the vessel for which sperm needs be planted, she is wanton flavor created to make orgasms a delicious moment suspended in bliss. She is clitoris, a goddess of Earth shattering results. She is labia minor, nearest where the rain forests lie to be plundered by one or many, or even in selfish times herself. She is the urethral sponge, the darkest place a hidden eruption can growl until released into fresh air to make the lungs heave a scream that pierces ears and makes another know they have made chaos calm.

   Stimulation, caressing, licks of wet tongues that search for her flavor through walls of flesh, interior and exterior. A girl doesn’t eat pussy, a girl swims inside juices she’s familiar with to explore possibilities only she could give herself through another female. Only a girl can taste the subtle differences in each new shudder a warm vagina offers her taste buds. Contractions hold the lungs from exhaling, convulsions make the lungs gasp. Only a girl can become more aroused on a sensory level than a male can ever hope to find while lapping the wet puddles swollen lips offer a very skilled yet discerning tongue.  

   The blood rushes and muscles become athletic. On the floor of the mouth of the one drinking in flavors kept moist and succulent until ripened by one who can smell the allure of fresh pussy while dining on the delicious offerings which secretes its aromatic vintage. A girl’s tongue manipulates the flesh, molds the flavor to suit her hunger and makes the open meal give her what she craves most of all, a new and unique flavor she can know as her own. The one muscle the oral cavity offers such sweet bliss can dive deep, lick in every crevice and suckle out the most delicate of nectar, the one snake a wet and very needy pussy will gyrate to as she envelopes her lover’s mouth with such suction as to make Dick jealous, and with hips moving back and forth as her ass arches higher, she will paint a face that overwhelms that which she holds dearest. 

   The face below, a sweet, teen age girl whose lust for female genitals make her submit to her own dirty thoughts. Mature and wet, Judith dances on her baby girl’s face and makes her mark of sweet aroma become that which makes her baby girl’s own slit part the seas and make way to find an orgasm all its own. Exposing the way to her urethra, exposing the way to making Ann grow and learn her lessons with a drenched smile. Uninhibited and without regard to what may be heard, two swim in one another until the rapture of the flood releases upon a girl who would soon be pure beast for the orgasm she laps and learns to worship like a wild night in a town that drips for the blue moon’s howls. Nerves explode like firecrackers bursting on a Chinese New Year, one by one in succession until there is nothing more than just one thundering explosion which wraps all small events into one magnificent and unholy groan. Not one, not two but as many as her baby girl can be blessed with and Ann does her best to adore the variety of scents each shudder her tongue makes her mommy deliver unto her open mouth. Licking, breathing, heart beats make lungs expand and pussy grows more animalistic. The moan of a baby girl licking triangular, crescental masses of erectile tissue makes Judith grind down to test the agile lips a sucking mouth Ann does have to make sure she can suckle much more than any male she has ever had could endure. To be washed away puddle after puddle at the gateway to the vagina, while trying to keep breathing in fresh air so Ann can lick all the rich pleasures Judith feeds her baby girl. Tongue licking lips aroused with such intense natural abilities they can’t stop quivering. The smell of pussy drowning out all other aromas, the basking in such deviant musk.

   From one to another they make waves their own feast. One after another in their own unique and different ways orgasms rise and fall then are called back to reject the past tides and accept the new rushes of blindingly intense rituals of clitoris and tongue, of fingers playing in a garden while a wet baby girl gives thanks to her mommy in a lewd fashion which would make the holy men stand still and stop breathing they cum.

   And they will cum again for they are female and born to make waves.

   Listen close and you’ll hear mommy’s pussy juices hit a pretty teen age girl’s face right before her baby girl licks harder, and without shame. Listen closely and you’ll hear pussy take over with a life all its own and a girl to make it take pleasure. 

Sir

asker

Anonymous asked: What a blog - I'm glad I found you! I'm a 33 year old African American and while I hold my own against black and white men, I am totally submissive to strong white women. I defer to them in business and social situations and even serve them when directed. Think this comes from high school; I was the first ever black prom queen and the white runner up waited for me after school, surprised me and kicked my ass. I was her puppy (and pussy cleaner) for the rest of the year. Again, thanks.

You are welcome…

asker

Anonymous asked: I have just started a D/s role, I am a European black woman.. I have another life, but so far it's been intense and very very liberating.

So where in Europe are you located at?

susankane88:

African art.

susankane88:

African art.

(via yourpetnigga)

sharonniggerbitch:

dirtydisgustinggirl:

adoracial:

Walking their pet nigger.

I need this.

mmmmm a nice walk n the park

sharonniggerbitch:

dirtydisgustinggirl:

adoracial:

Walking their pet nigger.

I need this.

mmmmm a nice walk n the park

sharonniggerbitch:

whore-degrader:

Used up fuck monkey the night after you have all your white friends over

used hubby’s ties 2 bound her

sharonniggerbitch:

whore-degrader:

Used up fuck monkey the night after you have all your white friends over

used hubby’s ties 2 bound her

(via black-cuntdoll)

(via nicewow)

Sir

Sir