Just watched the British doco that 'exposed' Jimmy Saville's underage exploits. Another Knight in Shining Armor exposes Bad Guy report we seem to be cheering on lately.

So a scandal is created about some charismatic arsehole who took advantage of girls infatuated by fame. Girls old enough to get themselves to his hotel room and greedy enough to think he'd make them famous and that they might be the 'special' one. Girls smart enough to know they weren't going to just be reading songbooks in his room alone. Girls, now old women complaining about abuse; not destroyed, only old and cranky that no-one wants to touch their tits anymore, that they didn't end up being 'special', that they were just one of dozens; complaining now that he's dead and unable to defend himself.

Educated and influential media presenters are calling it a scandalous example of peadophalia and heads are rolling in high places. The public follows along and creates facsimile opinions. A whole bunch of disparate social problems and personality disorders are mashed into one big witch hunt mentality. Meanwhile the real molesters, the ones abusing their official positions of trust and responsibility to care for the Vulnerable; continue on protected by Church and Tradition, happy to see Public opinion so confused and ineffectual.

People can be pretty stupid and not realize that the instinctive aversion they feel for any subject touching on age appropriation of sexuality is fear that they may not be a good person themselves, according to some law. This is while they have little problem with the gross sexualization of minors in popular entertainment and advertising.

While the White Knights are out there cleaning up our society and we all follow along like a bunch of sheep, the real problems behind sexual exploitation of minors, and other vulnerable people, will never be addressed. The rules constraining content on this site are probably good to stop gratuitous exploitation material, but you can see how rules become games, and another avenue to properly expose and explore real problems in our society is shut down.

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Anthony Cumia

Anthony Cumia, one half of the radio duo Opie & Anthony, was fired on Friday following what many are describing as a shocking racist Twitter rant.

The rant came after Cumia was allegedly attacked by an African-American woman in Times Square.

“SiriusXM has terminated its relationship with Anthony Cumia of the Opie & Anthony channel,” said Patrick Reilly, the Senior Vice p******** of Communications for SiriusXM.”The decision was made, and Cumia informed, late Thursday, July 3 after careful consideration of his racially-charged and hate-filled remarks on social media. Those remarks and postings are abhorrent to SiriusXM, and his behavior is wholly inconsistent with what SiriusXM represents.”

Anthony Cumia confirmed the firing news on his Twitter page Friday morning. And needless to say, the radio jock was not happy about it.

Sirius decided to cave and fire me. Welcome to bizarro world. Fired for shit that wasn’t even on the air & wasn’t illegal. So, who’s next?

— Anthony Cumia (@AnthonyCumia) July 4, 2014

RT @TedChrist: @AnthonyCumia Not suspended? Fired, so fired? -Fired, fired, so fired.

— Anthony Cumia (@AnthonyCumia) July 4, 2014

The rant that led to Anthony Cumia’s stunning firing took place early Wednesday, hours after the host was allegedly assaulted in Times Square. Cumia then went on a Twitter tirade full of racist and sexist remarks. You can view the (very NSFW) rant below.

So, I’m taking pix in NYC & a black girl who was in frame punched me in the face. I called her a fucking “&$;;-:” cause that’s what she WAS!

— Anthony Cumia (@AnthonyCumia) July 2, 2014

Then she punched me 5 more times. She’s lucky I was a white legal gun owner or she’d be dead. Then 5 blacks started giving me shit!

— Anthony Cumia (@AnthonyCumia) July 2, 2014

I told them to back the fuck off, this wasn’t their show. The cunt then punched me again. Seems white boys don’t hit back. Lucky savage.

— Anthony Cumia (@AnthonyCumia) July 2, 2014

Wish a cop was around. Although she said she’d tell them I sexually harassed her. Lying cunt. I hope she gets shot in her ass fuck face. Ugh

— Anthony Cumia (@AnthonyCumia) July 2, 2014

They aren’t people.

— Anthony Cumia (@AnthonyCumia) July 2, 2014

Im fucking livid. If I was an illegal savage I’d have shot her. The I are violence in her was so predictable. I hope she gets killed.

— Anthony Cumia (@AnthonyCumia) July 2, 2014

It’s a jungle out in our cities after midnight. Violent savages own the streets. They all came 2 defend this pig. I had to yell like at dogs

— Anthony Cumia (@AnthonyCumia) July 2, 2014

RT @justacword: @AnthonyCumia did you get any photos of her -Yup. Animal pig fuck cunt bitch

— Anthony Cumia (@AnthonyCumia) July 2, 2014

RT @tikiruss: @AnthonyCumia WTF? For no reason? -Reason!?? I WAS WHITE!!!

— Anthony Cumia (@AnthonyCumia) July 2, 2014

Savage violent animal fucks prey on white people. Easy targets. This CUNT has no clue how lucky she was. She belted me 10 times. I had a gun

— Anthony Cumia (@AnthonyCumia) July 2, 2014

RT @RonLR2: @AnthonyCumia So, what started all this? -I was taking pix in Times Square. She was in a pic. Violence was her answer. ANIMAL

— Anthony Cumia (@AnthonyCumia) July 2, 2014

The cunt animal kept walking into my arm I had up as a block saying “DONT TOUCH ME!” Then would hit me. I hope a home boy beats her to death

— Anthony Cumia (@AnthonyCumia) July 2, 2014

The automatic jump to violence in that community is astounding. No discussion. It’s start punching at the least little thing. Uncivilized!!

— Anthony Cumia (@AnthonyCumia) July 2, 2014

RT @HuntsvilleDore:a female beat u? -No,an ANIMAL BITCH used it’s instinctual violence on me. I restrained myself from putting it to sleep

— Anthony Cumia (@AnthonyCumia) July 2, 2014

RT @KyleScutch: Did u hit her back -I was fooled by my upbringing. “Don’t hit a woman”. But this was an animal. I shoulda smashed it’s face

— Anthony Cumia (@AnthonyCumia) July 2, 2014

The switch to violence is immediate. No discussion, just violence. When will THAT be addressed? Oh, right, never. Slavery did it? Oh, ok.

— Anthony Cumia (@AnthonyCumia) July 2, 2014

There’s a deep seeded problem with violence in the black community. Try to address it and you’ll be exiled to racistville. But it’s real.

— Anthony Cumia (@AnthonyCumia) July 2, 2014

While it is easy to understand how this racist rant got Anthony Cumia fired, this was not the first time the shock jock has made controversial remarks. In fact, Cumia has made so many racist comments during the “Opie and Anthony” show that we are surprised he wasn’t fired before. Per Jezebel, he once accused the media of “coddling” African-Americans.

“The press will coddle black people,” Anthony Cumia said during once “Opie & Anthony” rant. “It’s unbelievable the extent the press will go to to try not to offend and try this inclusion. The f–ked up thing is people were getting upset that so many black people were being portrayed as criminals on the news. That’s it. And sorry, there’s a large percentage—it’s disproportionate to the population of this country of black people committing crimes.”

And way before Anthony Cumia’s firing, he supposedly yelled at African-American callers who disagreed with his views.

“You’re not gonna get 100% of whitey to kiss your fucking ass with their guilt,” Anthony Cumia supposedly told one caller. “F–k you and f–k your mother! I’m a text book guy. I’ve been a text book guy my whole life. I use facts!”

Listen to another racist rant from Anthony Cumia below.

Still, this history of racism has not stopped some from supporting Anthony Cumia after his firing. Colin Quinn, a frequent guest of “Opie and Anthony,” used a famous quote from Voltaire to defend his friend’s behavior.

My story;
A couple of years ago I wanted to explore my sexual wildside, so I created a tinder account.

In my profile I wrote that I wanted to try new things and wasn't looking for a relationship. I posted a selfie of my face as a profile picture and a second picture of me in a short skirt and top which was taken at a mall.

In reponse I got a barrage of cock pics, questions of my bra size, age, sex and location, and if I had facebook, instagram, snapchat, and or a toe acoount. I wanted to keep my private life and my social media life separate so I would tell them no I didn't. Which made most think I was a catfish.

I received one email from a guy, we will call him Jake. Jake messaged me asking about my day, my hopes and dreams, and what exactly wasI looking for and after several messages back and forth Jake asked if before exchanging emails, just to be safe if I could take a picture of myself holding up one finger on one hand and on the other hand a thumbs up. I did. We emailed several times then chatted via messenger and spoke on the phone a couple of times. Finally we decided to meet at his place. To be safe I wrote down on a piece of paper who I was meeting, his address and phone number then hid the note under my pillow to be found just incase I would "disappear"

I wore a thigh high skirt and a button down blouse, put my hair into a ponytail and ordered an Uber. I was dropped off in front of Jake's house which was just 8 or 9 miles from my own. My heart was beating in my chest. I was so nervous, I almost just left and went back home, but I collected myself, took a deep breath and knocked on his door.

Jake greeted me with a hug and invited me into his house. "I can't believe you're real" he told me "most girls that look like you are fake accounts." No, I am very real. lol.. you got a nice place.
He then said "I know we haven't talked about it but would you be open to videoing us together?" I said NO WAY, and told him I would never want to do that, and I reminded him of all the things I am not into. I wasn't into poop, pee or animals AND especially making a sex tape. He said "Ok I want you to feel safe, you look sexy by the way, can I kiss you?" Of course. Jake put his arms around me and kissed me, holding me tighter against himself. His hands explored my back and the curve of my ass over my top and skirt, I put my arms around his neck. He was a great kisser. I felt my breast grow firm and round. I did my best to press them against him. While kissing he walked me backwards to his living room couch and we laid on our sides. While making out his hands started exploring my body over my clothes and then he kissed me on my neck, I never knew how much that turned me on till then. To say it turned me on was an understatement. I felt him slide his hand up my thigh and under my skirt, lifting it a bit, his finger massaging my pussy through my panties, his kisses on my neck sliding lower kissing my breasts over my blouse. I quickly fumbled with the buttons and undid my top exposing my bra. He pulled off my top then pulled down the bra straps and unhooked my bra in the front exposing my bare breasts and his warm mouth covered my very erect pink puffy nipples. First the right then the left. His warm mouth on my breast was amazing!! He slid lower down my body raising up my skirt and sliding down my panties, I raised my hips as the panties slid down my ass and revealed my vagina, smooth with just a light hint of velvet like short hairs. He kissed between my thighs. I started to rub my breasts, my heart pounding in my chest. His warm mouth covered my labia as his tongue pressed into me. I gasped loudly. I am not very sexually experianced and this felt so amazing, so incrediable making me feel things I had not before. He pressed his mouth against me looping his arms under my legs and holding my hips, his tongue swishing up and and and circling, I couldn't hold back and I moaned and bucked my hips uncontrollably my body trembled, as a release of energy made me clench my abs and I moaned again pressing my thighs together around his head, my wetness drenching his lips, nose and chin. Then I fell back panting. He looked up at me and said "That was fast, have you never had that done before?" In a breathy voice I said no not like that!! I flopped my head back down, feeling the wetness between my thighs and the light aftershocks of my orasm finally subsided.

Jake said "I got something I want you to try" and took my hand and I stood up he told me to just leave my clothes there. We walked through the kitchen into his bedroom and he said "Bobbie I want you to wear a blindfold and then feel my dick, feel it and kiss it, the blindfold will enhance your senses and you will experience things you wouldn't normally feel. I agreed. He then walked into his bathroom and came back with two white square cotton bandages, placed them over each of my eyes and took a black scarf and covered my eyes firmly around the back of my head "Can you see anything?" No. "Good." I heard him take off his shirt and unzip his pants and then his pants fell to the floor with a clunk. He said, "Bobbie, get on your knees." I did so. I heard him take a step to the side and what sounded like a drawer open then he stepped back close to me again Jake said "Bobbie age 19 sucking her first dick. I laughed, Dude! you don't have to narrate this to me. Jake said sorry "I am just nervous" me too I whispered, I felt the tip of his cock bump against my nose then against my lips, I reached up and and felt his cock with my hand he was very firm and very thick I rubbed it with my hand, I felt his hand on my head guilding it closer, it pressed against my lips then with a bit more pressure it entered my mouth, it tasted slightly salty, my tongue circled it, exploring all the curves and surfaces. My lips firmly pressed against the shaft as i slid it deeper into my mouth then back up. "Try to go all the way down" I relaxed my mouth and slid down onto his cock until my lips pressed against soft short public hair, breathing through my nose, his hand rested on the top of my head as he pushed his hips forward a bit and I gagged and pulled my head back quickly. Sorry!! sorry!! I couldn't take it that deep Jake. "It's okay Bobbie, just remember to relax your jaw and try again. I began to suck him again, "faster, yeah like that" my head bobbed up and down on his shaft, my tongue circling it. I was really enjoying the feeling of this cock in my mouth "Bobbie you like sucking that cock don't you?" Mmm hmm

a few more minutes of sucking his cock and his hand was back on my head pressing me closer to him. As his body tensed I pulled my head back but his hand kept it in place I felt a warm gush explode into my mouth, it was gooey hot and tasted salty sweet. I started to gag, "Swallow it Bobbie!" I tried to pull my head back again but his hand kept me there, I grabbed his hips with both of my hands trying to push away as another spurt shot into my mouth "RELAX AND SWALLOW IT BOBBIE'' Jaked yelled. I gagged again and then his hand let my head go, he stepped away and I fell forward, stopping my fall with my hands. I coughed three or four times, I heard a drawer slam shut like he knocked into his dresser. I sat back up untied the blindfold and pulled the squares off my eyes. He wasn't in the room. He came out of the bathroom a few seconds later still naked but with a hand towel. "How was that?" I stammered Intense! What was it like for you? Was I ok? "Bobbie, you were great. but unfortunately I forgot that I had a thing I have to get to and I don't want to sound like a prick but I need you to go so I can leave" Well okay do you want to hook up again?.. "Oh Bobbie I would love that, now let's get dressed and you can wipe off your mouth with this" and handed me the hand towel. I wiped off my face and my breasts where some drops of sperm had dripped. We both dressed and he hugged me at the front door and waited with me until my Uber arrived to take me back home.

"I will call or text you soon," I smiled. Ok. I gave him a huge hug then got into the car.

I took a long bath thinking about my experience with Jake and the taste in my mouth that didn't seem to go away. Later that night and for the next two nights I laid in bed awake thinking about Jake and what I had experienced. I was so aroused that I masterbated and orgasmed very quickly. I would muffle my moans with my own pillow so I wouldn't wake up anyone else in the house. It was almost a week later and I didn't hear anything from Jake. I was very disappointed but I figured this would happen, I would be ghosted. all the other responses I got on Tinder was boring.

Then on Friday night late around 1 or 2 am I got a text from Jake, "Would you like to have another blindfold session?"

I responded I was beginning to think I would never hear from you again and yes I would love that but maybe we could explore something new?!! Fifteen minutes later Jake responded with "Oh yes, come over to my house noon tomorrow, text me when you are on your way, good night and sweet dreams Bobbie" I fell asleep and woke up to a text from Jake: 3am "Wear a schoolgirl uniform and put your hair in pigtails that would be so hot if you don't mind"

I confess I’ve got a crush on a local coke head. I heard this morning  she’s in a  drug den and up all night drinking and doing coke and getting fucked. I knew she was unemployed and into drugs but didn’t know she was that bad

She’s 28 slim real good looking face always has her hair dyed that wine colour witch I like.  She has lovely flat stomach she’s always showing off, drives me crazy, I imagine my self shooting my load onto it.

Can’t find her on social media to jack off to her pics

I’m married with children btw 

I'm trying to get my gf to do a three way, she exchanged dirty messages and photos with a guy I introdued to her, it was a three part group on a social media platform, she got very wild, but now she's backing off the idea of doing it for real, now I'm going to try to get her to flirt with guys online via webcam or text photos, and video, does anyone here have the Chinese social app called "we chat" send me your information and I'll get you involved, you'll be helping a lot, thanks guys

I day trade for a living (foreign exchange and commodities), and pretty much never go outside at all.

The thursday before last, I decided that I should actually leave my apartment once in a while, and left the exchange to go walk around aimlessly (unrelated: did not actually lose any money, go figure.) I ended up on this huge winding path that goes about four miles through a park with about four full soccer fields and two baseball/softball diamonds with a bunch of idiots playing games for some reason (around 6:00pm)

There were these two girls (shortish, one of them was husky but not fat at all, the other one was smaller, both slimmer and shorter, maybe 5"4' and 5"1'. I have no idea how old they were. Late middle school, high school or even really immature college girls or whatever. Impossible to tell these days. They had breasts.) on the path, maybe there with their parents or their friends who were out of sight maybe in the field or something. I gave them an obvious glance, and just walked by. When I had turned around to go back, they were still on the path, and they decided to say hello while muttering to each other. So I said "hello, pretty girls" in a bored, monotone voice, and struck up a mundane conversation, (exchanged names, told them I was going for a walk because I felt like it, they contributed nothing interesting. Said they were 17 and 16, legal ages in this area) I said that I was going to go get ice cream, and I'd buy for them too if they wanted and they came along somewhat quietly. (both plainly interested in me, but they were somewhat socially awkward, which makes me think they were a bit younger and/or idiots)

Ordered ice cream, it seemed as though they'd never encountered anybody who had a real job and actual money. We all walked the path (I walked on my own, they sorta followed and I didn't convince them to stop) and I said I was going back to my apartment if they wanted to come along. One of the girls said she had to go, and the other one actually came with me.

Showed her my apartment, she seemed impressed by my media set up (which is actually pretty impressive if you don't see trading equipment often) and turned on hbo. She sits next to me, and I put my arm around her and started rubbing her shoulder, while talking to her and trying to keep her from going on about her stupid shallow everything by asking specific questions to get her to talk. I managed to get her to defend her own maturity and personal capabilities in conversation, seems she wanted to impress me.

While she flipped through the channels, I pulled her over a bit, moved my mouth close to her neck and played with her hair with one hand while rubbing her side with my other, and she started rubbing my leg, moving it a bit more. She made a movement away and I think she was getting cold feet and wanted to stop, so I interrupted her, grabbed her and pushed her off me, and offered her something to drink (soda, I don't even drink alcohol or have any at home.) She had a sprite, and then I said "where were we" and put my arms around her, got her to sit facing me, and we started making out.

It got pretty heated, I managed to get her shirt off, and she lay on the couch while I straddled her, my left arm by her waist and my right hand on the back of her neck pulling her forward. I moved my mouth the right, started licking her ear and then moving down to her chest (she but was still wearing a bra, her breasts weren't terribly impressive but I like slim/athletic girls so I was fine with that.) She was really into it at this point, she started breathing really heavily and spread her legs a bit, hooked her left leg around my right leg and put her arms around me.

And then I just slowed right down and stopped, and said "hmmm, what time did you need to get back again." for a second she had the most priceless kinda confused look, and then she was a bit pouty and she insisted time was not an issue, she was fine and we should keep going. I kinda picked her up a bit, braced myself with one hand beside her head, and leaned over her. I straddled over her one leg, and unbuttoned my tshirt. Started kissing her, and rubbing her thighs, with my other hand, moving over until I was just rubbing between her legs until she spread them a bit. She mumbled something but I shushed her, and told her to hold still.

I picked her up a bit we pulled down her pants; I started licking her stomach. She was slitting slumped with her lower half off the couch, and I moved my hands to her inner thies and started licking her clit (she had natural hair, but wasn't a really hairy girl.) I worked her to orgasm, she let out a short moan and tensed up, and she was short of breath. Her pants and panties were still on, but around her ankles. I had an open shirt and my jeans were unbuttoned and unzipped.

I got up and leaned over her and asked if she wanted to go to the bedroom. She was nervous, she said that she hadn't done this "a lot" and was worried about it hurting, so I said that she might not be able to take me without preparing herself first (this was a throwback to some of the things she'd said about her being mature when we were flirting earlier.)

Then I went deadpan, and checked the clock again. I said it was getting late, and that we should pick this up another time. She kinds looked panicked and scrambled to get her clothes back on, and I told her that I was almost always there and she could drop in any time. (did not give her any other contact info, lied and said I didn't have "msn" when she asked about it) I said I'd be waiting for her.

I expected her back the next day or the day after, but I didn't see her. Then saturday, I got a knock on the door and it was the same girl from the previous week. Apparently she was in trouble or something and couldn't come that weekend, and something about school. She was beaming, I let her in, held her hand, and positioned myself behind her. I said we shouldn't waste any time, and asked her if she had been "training" herself, and she giggled and gave some kind of affirmative I couldn't hear properly, and I started feeling her up and nuzzling her neck, while she rubbed me through my jeans. (this was actually the first time she had touched me)

I took her into the bedroom, and helped her remove her clothes. I got her to remove mine herself, and she lay down on the bed. I made out with her, same kinda routine but horizontal this time, and didn't bring her to orgasm with my mouth and hands. She spread her legs, and then I positioned myself and thrust into her a bit. She cried out, but there was no blood or anything. (afterwards she did say it was her first time, and I figured it was) She couldn't take me in all the way, but I thrust into her shallow, with my arms around her shoulders and my hands in her hair, sometimes using my right hand to position her waist from the back.

After the first time, we both lied together and when I got hard again she got a little exploratory, I showed her how to jack me off properly better but she we started having sex before I finished. We had sex a total of four times over five hours, three missionary types and once doggy style, and then we had a shower together. After she was fully dried off, I gave her one of my email addresses and she left, I haven't heard from her in the last two days.

I have this long term connection with a woman, that finally gave some results.

She is a friend, from a larger group of friends that used to go out together, when we were younger. After some time, the group broke up, everyone got married etc (except me), and we would see each other, not so frequently. In her 20s, she was this tall, cute blonde, slim, but with huge tits, and one of my friends from that era, dated her at the time, so she was off limits. After they broke up, while the group was still all together, we started occasional flirting, and she was a real tease, but it never lead to anything. She then got married, got three kids, got fat, and all that is left of her were her huge boobs, who got even bigger.

We all, or most of us, meet up from time to time, for old time sake, and in one of these occasions, when piss drunk, I told her that I was so into her, that I jerked off to her fb almost daily. I bit my tongue as soon as I said it, but she just let it pass, with a smile, and before leaving, when saying goodbye, she made a little tap on my croch, and whispered "something to think about tonight".

When ratio came back, the next morning, I called to apologize, and she accepted it, and that was it. We were both drunk, I said a stupid thing, she did something stupid either, and that is it. She is not hot now, so some male attention, I guess, felt good, and that was it.

Few weeks back, we were out and about, again, after more than a year, and I immediately saw that she was trying to be close to me, talk to me, since the begining of the night. Never in her life has she worn cleavage, but that night, it was so big, that everyone was staring at it.

I didnt drink, excused myself because I came with a car, and had to work in the morning, and she said "yay, I have a designated driver".

When we were coming back, she was drunk as hell, and she started teasing me, licking my ear, touching my chest, and asked me what am I gonna think about when I get back home (bare in mind, I told her that thing some two years ago). At this point, I was hard as hell, and I replied that I will imagine her sucking me off.

"Pull over".

It wasnt the best, it was a drunken blow job, but she was into it, and I came pretty fast. She swallowed every last drop.

That night, when I left her in front of her building, she was all giggly and cheeky. Tomorrow, I woke up to realize, that she blocked me on all social media, and even on the phone.

Makes me kind a sad. She is a fun person to be around, but I guess we both made a mistake with this one.

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Hi! My confession is more like an announcement or something lol I've been hiding it from everyone I know in my real life. So here it is...

I am a BBC obsessed white Sissy faggot! I truly wish that I could meet a Black King in real life who wouldn't take no for an answer! I want him to get me spun out of my mind and force me to get dressed up in the girliest, frilliest, pink outfits while him and several of his homies watch, laugh, and film it. I'd eagerly tell my King how much it means to me to please him. I want him to numb my brain with my vices and laugh as I watch sissy hypno videos for days until my mind has turned into pink play-dough for him to shape to his liking. I'd be the most obediant servant for My King and his friends, bringing food and drinks for them before offering them my body. I would be so far gone that I'd happily obey any order they gave me, whether it was sexual or something that made them laugh at me and my sissy ways. If it pleased My King or any Black person, I would be eager and grateful to obey. I confess that it would be liberating for him to make me expose my secret life. He'd stand over me, watching, as I changed all my social media pages, posting pictures of me in my new sissy clothes and messaging my friends and family to tell them personally. He'd laugh as I then messaged each of my ex-girlfriends, telling each one that the reason we each broke up was because I had always been a faggot sissy for Black Men. I'd then explain that they deserved better and how they owed it to themselves as white girls to give BBC a try. I assured them they would never go back to white boys like myself. My whole way of life would change if all this really happened. I'd burn all my boy clothes. Take makeup classes. Excercise to make my body as slim and girly as possible. I might even get a little cosmetic surgery, to feminize even more. I'd work on getting a bigger booty and learn to twerk and give lapdances. And every conversation I had with "normal" people would get turned onto the topic of how huge BBC is, how amazing the sex is, and how happy I am being a total faggot for My Black King. I'd tell every white girl I meet that they should get Blacked, giving them My Kings phone number as well as any of his friends numbers I had. And any time I met a slim, sub-looking, white boy I'd gush girlishly about how he'd make such a pretty sissy too, not stopping until he let me do his hair and makeup while I secretly asked My King to come over to "take a look" at how pretty my new sissy-sister turned out.

I also wish that the Black New World Order was a real movement. I want a BNWO chapter house in every town in America. I'd go there every week, like church, and make myself available to them. I'd even be the most active in outreach work. Maybe even a BNWO councilor, helping guide more white people into new roles within the BNWO. Giving therapy to the white husbands and fathers, helping them find happiness as the BNWO laid claim to their wives and daughters right in front of them. I'd especially enjoy hand picking the most feminine sons, using intense hypnosis to shape their minds until they were desperate to become as girly as possible. Just like me! Lmao

Seriously though, my main confession is how much I wish that this was all possible. For the world to AT LEAST be accepting enough that nobody would even have an unkind thought upon seeing a Black King leading a white sissy boy on a leash during their shopping spree at the mall. Maybe laugh a bit as the sissy squealed in excitement before begging his King for those sparkly pink heels. Like we already smile and shake our heads when we see young couples being gushy romantics at the park.