Creole Femdom In Cap Haitien

Night falls over the City of Cap-Haitien, in the Nord-Department of the Republic of Haiti. Two hundred thousand souls call this place home. At this hour, folks are walking the streets or driving, all on their way home. The rough roads don't stop these hard-working Haitian men and Haitian women, or their hardy vehicles. From the Tap-Tap buses operated by Le Transport En Commun to taxis and private vehicles, all navigate the rough roads that haven't been fixed in decades. Haiti has a rugged charm, and nowhere is that more evident than in the City of Cap-Haitien.

Jean-Pierre Marcelin walks the streets, always looking over his shoulder. The big and tall, dark-skinned man looks nervous as he navigates the nighttime streets of Cap-Haitien. Is he up to no good? Is there someone after him? Jean-Pierre heads to Rue Dix, towards the hill where College Notre Dame Du Perpetuel Secours sits proudly. Veering past the school, he enters a side street. A blue and white house with a dark gray roof is right around the corner. Jean-Pierre stops for a moment, and inspects his wallet. Tonight's excursion is going to cost him a pretty little penny, but that's the least of his worries.

Knocking on the door, Jean-Pierre once more looks over his shoulder. The door opens, and a sexy, husky voice welcomes him inside. The house's interior is well-lit, and also well-decorated. Jean-Pierre is led by an attendant who takes him into a vast room. It is a rather opulent boudoir. The attendant departs after instructing Jean-Pierre to take his clothes off. Jean-Pierre does as he is told. He's used to taking orders. As a Zenglendo, taking orders and carrying them out is how he earns his coin. After a few moments, a beautiful black woman steps into the boudoir.

"Mete ou aje nou, get on your knees," said Madame Eloise, and Jean-Pierre Marcelin did as he was told. The big and tall, dark-skinned Haitian man felt awkward as hell as he got on his knees. He was stark naked. Madame Eloise stood there, hands on her hips. The curvy, brown-skinned and dark-haired Haitian woman, a newcomer to the City of Cap-Haitien by way of Jacmel, smiled at her new supplicant. This one was going to be fun to train. Haitian Femdom is most definitely a thing and at last, men on the Island of Haiti are starting to explore it. It is a wonder to behold.

"Map tan lod ou, I await your orders," Jean-Pierre Marcelin said. Madame Eloise nodded and turned around. She headed to a nearby wooden table, where her tools awaited. Selecting a leathery, three-foot-long cord made out of cowhide, she held it up. Jean-Pierre swallowed hard as he saw what Madame Eloise had just selected. This was a tool he remembered from a very long time ago, when he'd been enrolled in Catholic School. Yeah, long before Jean-Pierre became a bandit, one of the legendary Zenglendo or roughneck, he was accustomed to corporal punishment.

"Yon bel rigwaz, mwen pral bat ou avek li, a nice whip, I am going to beat you with it," Madame Eloise said confidently. Jean-Pierre swallowed hard but otherwise remained silent. The burly Haitian man felt conflicting emotions as he knelt before the demure, sultry Haitian dominatrix. Even in a poor country, men and women must have their pleasures. Madame Eloise is a professional dominatrix and she comes highly recommended in the ever expanding world of Haitian BDSM afficionados. Nothing new under the sun, folks.

"Mwen se yon neg ki gen madichon, I am a naughty guy," Jean-Pierre confessed, and Madame Eloise licked her lips. At five-foot-seven, she was curvy and sexy, with a nice big ass and fine tits. Madame Eloise's face was rather plain and most people who met her found her friendly, polite and deceptively innocent. Madame Eloise looks like a teacher or a librarian, or perhaps a government clerk. When she goes to the Seventh-Day Adventist Church located close to La Rue Espagnole in downtown Cap-Haitien, she looks like all the other happy housewives and conservative church women. If folks only knew...

"Mwen ba te ba ou pemisyon pou pale avek mwen, map ba ou yon kalot, I did not give you permission to talk back to me, here's a slap for your troubles," Madame Eloise said snidely. Drawing back her hand, she let it fly. Jean-Pierre flinched as Madame Eloise slapped him like a bitch. Madame Eloise smiles while Jean-Pierre resists the temptation to stroke his face. Madame Eloise suddenly grabs Jean-Pierre's big black cock and squeezes it none too gently. Jean-Pierre grits his teeth. Madame Eloise laughs and keeps squeezing. Jean-Pierre groans and Madame Eloise sighs happily. This is going to be fun.

"Mwen gen yon bagay pou gwo bwa ou, I got something for your big dick," Madame Eloise says with a smirk. Grabbing a shiny metallic object from the table, she holds it up for Jean-Pierre to see. The big Haitian man gulps as he recognizes the chastity device. Madame Eloise laughs and then snaps the chastity device on Jean-Pierre's big black dick. The big Haitian man gasps in surprise. Sure, he's fantasized about stuff like that but experiencing it in person is something else. Madame Eloise smiles with satisfaction after trapping Jean-Pierre's big black cock in a chastity device. Oh yeah, now she's getting somewhere with this supplicant...

"Bagay sa fe mwen mal, that stuff hurts," Jean-Pierre says, looking down at his big black dick now trapped in the chastity cage. Madame Eloise grins and gives Jean-Pierre another Kalot ( slap ) for speaking without permission. The big Haitian man winces and shuts up. Madame Eloise orders Jean-Pierre to get on all fours and he does as he is told. The curvy Haitian dominatrix admired the big Haitian man's ass. After taking some lotion, Madame Eloise applies it to Jean-Pierre's asshole after spreading his cheeks. This is going to be so much fun.

"Ba mwen bonda ou, give me your ass," Madame Eloise orders, and Jean-Pierre complies at once. The big black man spreads his ass cheeks for the dominant black woman. Taking a shiny ebony strap-on dildo, Madame Eloise straps it on. Winking at her reflection in the mirror, she approaches Jean-Pierre from the back. Gripping Jean-Pierre by the hips, Madame Eloise pushed the dildo into his asshole. Jean-Pierre gasps as Madame Eloise penetrates his manly black ass with the dildo. Madame Eloise sighs happily as she begins fucking Jean-Pierre. The Haitian dominatrix is so turned on that her nipples are hard and her pussy is wet. Good times, folks.

"Hmm," Jean-Pierre grunts as Madame Eloise smacks his black ass while thrusting the dildo into him. Yeah, the big black man has been dreaming of this sort of thing for ages. Madame Eloise is a freaky black dominatrix and she doesn't mind strapping it on and fucking black men with it. Madame Eloise got so turned on that she hummed La Dessalinienne while fucking Jean-Pierre's ass with the dildo. The sexy Haitian dominatrix fucked the Haitian man's ass with her dildo until he tapped out. With a big dildo up his black ass and a chastity device ensnaring his big black dick, Jean-Pierre felt truly dominated. Smiling, Madame Eloise pulled the dildo out of Jean-Pierre's ass. Folks, the big black man's formerly tight asshole was now gaping. Madame Eloise nodded approvingly. Oh yeah, she was proud of her work.

After taking a shower and putting his clothes back on, Jean-Pierre thanked Madame Eloise for a wonderful time and then he hit the road. He got into an Uber and rode it to Bel-Air, up in the hills of Cap-Haitien, where he lives with his grandmother Melodie and their two dogs, Lucky and Marquis. As for Madame Eloise, she was feeling good. Jean-Pierre paid her two hundred American dollars for tonight's kinky session, which is twenty six thousand three hundred Haitian Gourdes, when converted. Yeah, Madame Eloise loves her job and provides a discreet, reliable service. The lady does her job and does it well. Nothing wrong with that.