Haitian Dominatrix with a Strapon

Black men the world over got this nasty habit of walking around like they own the place. Act like they're the toughest guys. Swagger like they've got the biggest dicks. And I both love and hate them for it. My name is Jeannette Saint-Mathieu. I was born and raised in the town of Cap-Haitien, in the North side of the Republic of Haiti. I've been living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario, for the past eight years. I am thirty two years old. My journey in the Confederation of Canada hasn't been easy. I came here as a Refugee Claimant, fleeing political persecution in my native Haiti. Eight years later, thanks to education, hard work and good luck, I am a working professional and a new Canadian Citizen.

By day, I am a Fact Checker and Computer Technician for the Canadian Revenue Agency. The job pays twenty five dollars per hour, before taxes. I suppose I should be grateful. It is a recession and I am a minority female in racist little Ottawa, after all. However, I didn't get a Master's degree in Computer Science from Carleton University just to be some low-level techie for the Canadian government. I'm a frustrated gal, and I have to do something to relieve my frustrations. I guess that's why I am a Dominatrix by night. I take orders from the women and men of the Canadian government all damn day. At night, in my Dungeon, I give the orders. And it works for me.

I dominate men of all shades, but men of African descent are a special treat for me. I have lost count of how otherwise macho Black men I've seduced and fucked with my strap-on dildo. What is the secret of my success? I'm harmless! I stand five feet six inches tall, slim, with dark brown skin and short, kinky Black hair. I'm as nondescript as any woman ever born. Short, Black and average. That's me in a nutshell. I don't fit the stereotypes of Black women at all, for good or for ill. I'm calm and easygoing. Also, I don't have a big ass or big tits. I'm a nerd. Yes, Black female nerds exist. I collect comic books, especially Manga, but also contemporary stuff from Marvel Comics and of course Vertigo and DC Comics. Men think I'm harmless. The kind of female they can let their guard down around. I guess that's how I snatch them in my web of seduction and domination. The kind of guys people would never suspect as the submissive type. Take Boniface Fils-Aime for example. He's a six-foot-three, bulky young Black man of Haitian descent. Boniface hails from the City of Toronto, Province of Ontario, and works as a Constable with the Toronto Police Service.

I have a website advertising my services. It contains dozens of pictures of me wearing tight Black leather outfits. Also, in some pictures I'm naked and carrying a whip. Sometimes, I pose for pictures while wearing a strap-on dildo or holding a vibrator in my hand. I always wear a mask during both my photo shoots and my domination sessions. I am a Canadian government worker and I must protect my privacy. I live in the North River sector of Vanier, in the East End of Ottawa. It's not the cheapest neighborhood in the city, I'll tell you that much right now. Rent costs eleven hundred dollars a month. Do I work as a Dominatrix for the money? Nah. The money is just a fortunate by product.

On my website, Ottawa's Haitian Strapon Goddess, I detail the services that I offer. I make it clean to my clients that I don't do prostitution of any kind. I am not an escort. No sex. No oral sex. No hand jobs. Strictly domination, thank you very much. I have certain rules that I expect the submissive men who deal with me to follow. My sessions always last at least sixty minutes and I charge three hundred dollars per hour. That is not negotiable. Oh, and I demand absolute respect from my submissive types. They must always address me as the Haitian Strapon Goddess. Also, they must show at my Dungeon on time for appointments. And sober. Otherwise I throw them out. I am the owner of a big Doberman with big balls and big teeth. His name is Lucky and he's fiercely protective of me. He'll tear apart any man who tries to hurt me.

I have dominated men of all races since I created the Haitian Strapon Goddess website three years ago. Arab men are among my best clients. I find it funny that so many Arab men are fascinated by Dominatrix types. Arab men come from societies where women are little more than slaves. In Islam, women are subjects and men are rulers. I love showing them who's boss. I like to beat them up, flog them with my whip and eventually sodomize them with my strap-on dildo. One Arab guy, Mohammed from Tunisia, asked me to beat his balls with a paddle. You know what? I did it happily. This follower of Allah worshiped this strapon-wielding Haitian Goddess and even cried tears of joy and pain at the end of a particularly brutal session. Oh, yeah. I really enjoy brutalizing Arab men in my Dungeon, and they enjoy it too. I'm happy to dish it out and they're happy to take it.

If I were to be totally honest with myself and with you, dear reader, I must say that my favorite submissive types are Black men. At first, the only clients I got were Arab men, White men and the occasional Asian man. Lately, I've been getting a lot of Black men. Apparently, word has gotten out that there is a feisty Black Dominatrix in Ottawa and her rates are quite affordable. I am quite happy about that, to tell you the truth. When Boniface Fils-Aime came to me, I must say I was excited. I've banged a lot of Black guys with my strap-on dildo before but Boniface was different. This stud wasn't just Black. He was HAITIAN! Nice!

Boniface Fils-Aime traveled to Ottawa all the way from Toronto to experience my unique brand of domination. And I was glad to have him. I stripped him naked, and ordered him to kneel before me on the carpeted floor of the basement which served as my Dungeon. I asked him about his fantasies. This sexy Haitian stud told me he wanted me to unleash hell on him. Upon hearing that, I smiled. Be careful what you ask for, guys. You just might get it. I took out my Rigwaz. For those of you who don't speak Haitian Creole, it's a type of whip made out of cowhide. Haitian parents use it to beat their wayward offspring into submission. I'm going to beat Boniface with it.

I beat Boniface with the Rigwaz, loving the way the Haitian-style whip hit his back. The tall Haitian stud screamed as I whipped him. I laughed and called him a 'neg san zozo' ( dick-less mofo) and a masisi ( fruitcake) while whipping him. Man, you got no idea how long I have wanted to dominate a Haitian man. I have longed to use my native language of Haitian Creole while dominating a submissive male for a long time, but I never could because no Haitian man ever darkened my doorway. I whipped Boniface really hard, leaving nice reddish marks on his dark brown skin. Yummy. I flipped him on his back and told him I was about to plunge my dildo up his ass. Mwen pral fouye bonda ou avek dildo mwen. Translation? I'm going to fill your ass with my dildo! Boniface squealed and told me he wasn't ready. I laughed, and gave his face a nice kalot ( slap). Then I got him into position.

Boniface looked at me as I stroked my thick Black strap-on dildo menacingly while spreading his ass cheeks. Pran pitye madanm, he said. Take pity on him, that's what he wanted me to do. Ha! Don't you know the Haitian Strapon Goddess is merciless? I dipped my dildo into a vat of lubricant and then pressed it against Boniface's asshole. Slowly, I pushed the dildo into his ass. Boniface gurgled as I penetrated him. I cooed softly, calling him a sissy while entering his ass with my strap-on dildo. Why are big and tall Black guys always so damn soft in bed? They can dish it out but they can't take it. I used my Rigwaz to leave a nice red welt on Boniface's handsome face, and he screamed some more. I grabbed his legs, holding them in the air while thrusting my strap-on dildo deeper into his asshole. Boniface actually screamed Anmwe! I laughed at his plea for help, as if anyone could help him now. In my Dungeon, no one can hear you scream.

With a song in my heart, I worked my dildo deeper into Boniface's asshole. I wanted to stretch this macho-looking Haitian man's ass. I wanted to really pound him. No, I wanted to break him. And so I did. Using my Rigwaz to whip his face, I also smacked him around, and even spat on him. I plunged the dildo as deep as it would go inside his asshole. The Haitian stud squealed like a little bitch, and it was the sweetest sound I ever heard. Better than the Canadian Symphony Orchestra. Better than Septan Trional, my favorite Haitian Jazz Band. I fucked Boniface harder than I've ever fucked any man in my life. In the end, it worked like magic. The Haitian stud begged for mercy, for real this time. He actually uttered the safe word we had agreed upon even before our first meeting. Mande Bondye Padon, meaning begging God for mercy. I smiled and slowly pulled the dildo out of Boniface's now gaping asshole. I stood over him, and he cowered underneath me. I smiled, feeling absolutely victorious. I rubbed my pussy and let loose a jet of warm urine. Yep, I pissed all over this fool. Boniface opened his mouth and actually drank my urine. Isn't he a good slave?

A little while later, Boniface Fils-Aime and I parted from each other's company. The Haitian stud thanked me profusely for giving him the sensual experience of a lifetime. He even hugged me before he left. You know what? I hugged him back. I kissed him on the cheek as we said goodbye in the Haitian manner. Then he went to the parking lot outside my building, got in his Lexus and drove away. I sure hope I see it again! I had the time of my life while dominating my first ever submissive Haitian gentleman. This Haitian Strapon Goddess is a happy camper tonight. Guys, tell your friends about me. My rates are great, I am pretty discreet and I guarantee you an experience you'll never forget even if you try. So what are you waiting for?