He’s been waiting to see this for the longest time. Waiting for the perfect black girl, the hero. She’s finally here! And tonight is the night we fight. She’s had enough of being mistreated and the wrestling tonight is going to be a messy one. In the mud, right with the pigs. It’s quite fitting, actually. This is the time she stood up for herself and all those other pathetic beings. I went to my room for the night, got into my panites only and figured it was time for bed. Little did I know a rebellion was taking place outside! Once I am finally discovered, masturbating…I am dragged down to the pig pen where the hero waits. Ready to face me! I have a lot to say, I don’t think I am going down yet and soon we’re rolling around in the mud, fighting. She is quick though, and better than I thought. Soon I am captured and hogtied for her convenience, completely at her mercy.








He was older than me, but that was fine. Older men are sexy. In a very Christian Gray manner, he wined and dined me at one of the finest restaurants in town. I felt like a princess. He paid for a salon day and a new dress. I thought this was really not that bad of a lifestyle. That was before we got back to his place. The moment I walked into his home, his demeanor changed. He pushed me against the foyer wall, ripped my $300 dress from my body and slapped my face. “You belong to me bitch,” he purred in my ear as he shoved a few fingers up my cunt. He dragged me into the bedroom which looked more like a dungeon. He put a spider gag in my mouth, restrained my feet and hands. I was strung up by some contraption and suspended over his bed so he could whip me.
















