The Life of a White Slave – Part 2
- the (mostly) true account of my role as a white slave and how that changed my life –
After posting an account of my life as a white slave, I have received inquiries from other fags about how to contact my Master - a few requests desiring another installment - and two e-mails from Black Alpha Doms demanding more.
Following are selected excerpts from the journal I kept during my first 3 months as my Master's online slave --
April 26:1st entry, and not sure what to say –MASTER wants me to write often –anything concerning my role as a white slave. HE says it will keep me focused on my identity as HIS bitch.
Four Skype meetings so far –paid my 1st white fag tax of $100 – got a hard-on thinking about my $$$ in HIS pocket. My white fag tax is what I owe the BLACK MAN –not just any Black Man – only ONE – my Master, THE MASTER.
He said: "When you get paid, I get paid!"
I like our arrangement – not ready for anything up close and personal – not yet – but already feel owned – and HE gives me the intense verbal abuse I crave. When HE calls me a white whore cunt bitch fag cracker cocksucker – HE means it – it's not an act.
May 3. Messenger chats almost daily – whenever I see HIM online I must greet HIM with these words: "Hello, SIR – I am your white bitch – how may I serve YOU?"
HE asks what have I been up to – when was the last time I sucked cock? Sometimes HE tells me about HIS day – what HE had for dinner – watched on TV – HE watches a lot of sports – Miami Dolphins are HIS team –now my team too – even though I don't know anything about football – but I am learning.
I said: "Wish I was there to make your dinner, MASTER."
HE said: "Hell yeah! That's what a bitch is supposed to do! Make my dinner – clean my crib – go to work every day and make that $$$ for your Master, BITCH!"
May 7. White fag tax due Friday – sent it early – if I don't pay on time, I have to pay extra –cutting back on personal expenses –wish I had more to give HIM.
Jacked off thinking about my MASTER taking my money. Makes me feel good knowing HE takes a percentage of my wages.
May 15. Used to masturbate to stories about Black Domination – thugs and pimps using whiteboys – got off and went back to normal – until feeling horny again a few days later.
Talking regularly with THE MASTER drills into my head how worthless I am – a little white worm, HE calls me – my only purpose in life is working for HIM –
Addicted to the sound of HIS voice – deep and strong, so confident – HE is more man than I could ever hope to be. More than ever, I know I am doing the right thing.
May 21. Paid my white fag tax. When I get paid, HE gets paid! It's what I owe – because I am a worthless white fag living in a Black Man's world.
May 30. Thoughts about Black Men - looking at pics of Black Cock. In the past I have given blowjobs to all kinds of guys.
Latinos have thick, short cocks. Never been with an Asian. Some whiteboys have big cocks – most don't - and they lack the attitude, the swagger, that turns me on. Even the toughest white dude seems weak compared to a Black Man. White guys cum fast and it's over. Black Men know how to enjoy sex.
A few Black Men I have blown were strong, silent types –most knew how to talk me into servicing them – fucking my mind as well as my mouth and throat.
Fags were put on earth to serve Black Men. Every Black Man should have a stable of white slaves to serve HIM. Have a feeling this goes on more than anyone suspects.
June 3. Paid taxes early. Got a check for $200 from my dad for my birthday – was going to give MASTER half – but after thinking about it, decided it was only right I give it ALL to HIM. My bills are paid. Don't waste money on videos and eating out. Read the newspaper online. Bought new shoes at the Payless store.
"Good bitch!" he said. "You are learning!"
Pleasing my BLACK MASTER makes me feel so good. Wish I could give more – HE says the regular biweekly amount is cool – knows HE can count on me to deliver what I owe.
HE is amazing! Have I mentioned how handsome HE is? Could write a book on how good looking, virile, and strong HE is. The color of his skin is so beautiful – a deep, rich chocolate tone – features strong and chiseled – that perfect smile – the gleam in his eyes! HE could be a model if HE wanted. In another world, some other life, HE would be a Warrior King.
June 10.Have to be naked onscreen whenever we Skype. Also, when we chat on Yahoo Messenger. Could fake being naked on Messenger – but what would be the point? When I am naked, I feel more vulnerable – deceiving HIM would only be cheating myself – and not fair to HIM.
HE laughs at my little prick –5 inches hard – rarely able to get an erection when talking to HIM –aroused, submissive – but can't get hard – overwhelmed by HIS masculinity – don't feel like a man at all.
HE has yet to show me HIS cock – I have only seen HIM bare-chested on Skype – HIS body is SO HOT!!! Told me is 8 inches HARD – very thick – I daydream about his BIG BLACK COCK all the time. Think about HIS testicles – they must be huge – loaded with sperm.
Checked out 8 inches on a ruler – that's a lot of cock! Can't imagine what it must be like to be hung like that – my little white cock is so small, I don't show a bulge in my pants – not even when I wear a Speedo on the beach.
MASTER said he wants to fuck my white ass – my pussy, HE calls it – rather, HIS pussy – "Because I own that ass, bitch!"
June 17.MASTER is straight but says HE fucks fags when HE feels like it. Some guys disagree about what makes a man straight, bi, or gay. Some don't believe a Straight Man would ever fuck a fag.
But Black Men fuck whiteboys in prison – goes on all the time - and I have paid Back Men in the park by the river to suck their cocks.
White guys are hung up on categories – few years back I blew a white dude I met at a straight bar – he was drunk - went into the woods behind the bar after it closed to drink some more – he let me go down on him. Afterwards, he said, "So does this make me gay?"
For Black Men a blowjob is just a blowjob – and they expect to get paid –they know what Black Cock is worth.
June 21. MASTER told me HE got my fag tax and that I am doing a good job. Called me his Number One Bitch. That made me feel so proud! Maybe I am not totally worthless – I have a purpose in life.
If not for my MASTER – I would still be lurking in parks and public restrooms – or spending money on different Cashmasters online – just to satisfy my craving for Black Cock – but serving ONE MAN and ONE MAN ONLY – that is what I want! Makes me feel useful – instead of taking care of my own needs – doing that for someone else - a real MAN – my MASTER.
July 2. MASTER ordered me to buy a collar. Not a dog collar from the pet aisle at the supermarket – a slave collar from a sex shop with a ring for a leash. He said what I really need is an iron collar like the kind put on slaves back on plantations – but a leather collar would do.
Mission accomplished. Showed it to HIM on Skype and HE seemed pleased.
"Good bitch!" he said.
Must wear it when I get home from work each day – sleep in it – only permitted to remove it when I go to work. Even then, I feel it around my throat – like HIS hands throttling me – and it is so psychologically effective – HIS slave – HIS bitch!
July 8. Again, have to say how hot it is to be in constant communication with a Black Man who never lets me forget I am a pathetic white cunt – whose life is meaningless without HIM – a real MAN who owns me and takes my money – HIS $$$ – because I owe HIM – because that is my job.
Every day I go to work with HIS words ringing in my ears – white cocksucker, white bitch, cracker boy, cunt slave! So jealous and envious of HIS masculinity – wishing I was a real man, had a big dick, instead of what I am – a fag.
But I will never be more than what I am.
When I get paid, HE gets paid!
Love plus fear equals respect!
July 17. Today MASTER called me HIS "baby." Exact words: "That's right, baby girl. You're always gonna be my bitch!"
At first, I did not know what to make of that. I try to carry myself like a man – don't act or look effeminate – but that's not how HE sees me.
In his eyes, I am not a man – not even close!
My heart melted.
Have not known how to express feelings for my MASTER - totally needing HIS control and constant, unrelenting verbal abuse – thinking a slave can only know the joy of being dominated – used – manipulated – but now it is more than that.
I think I am falling in love!
To Be Continued...
Author's Note: This story is mostly factual. Have embellished parts to make it more entertaining, but the essential truth underlies all I have written. If you are curious about this lifestyle – white slavery – or desire to contact my Master, email me at: kingspawn1961@yahoo.com.