I'm finally able to be more submissive at this time. It wasn't always possible. You see, I was raised to be a strong Black woman. And I am Butch as well. Well that conflicts with my emerging submissive sexual desires. I like to be submissive to older White women. Talk about weird, eh? My name is Amelia Javier. I'm a six-foot-tall, dark-skinned and short-haired Black woman of Haitian descent living in the Nepean suburb of Ottawa in the Province of Ontario. I'm taking up Business Administration at the University of Carleton. And I am a Butch Black lesbian in search of love and fulfillment in the world of BDSM.
Presently, I'm having the time of my life. I am sucking the toes of my Mistress, Cheryl Waller. The tall, red-haired and green-eyed, forty-something Englishwoman purrs with pleasure as I kneel before her and suck her toes. She just loves the submissive Black slut that I have become. I should also mention that Cheryl Waller is my former psychiatrist. We ran into each other at a bar recently and sparks flew. Dr. Cheryl Waller recently split from her husband of twenty years. And she's now exploring her sexuality freely. Well, so am I!
A lot of the things I'm into contradict how I look to the world. I'm tall and athletic, yet I couldn't throw a ball to save my life. I suck at sports. I work out extensively but it's mostly because I like being toned and muscular. I wanted to be a champion bodybuilder and gave it an honest short. Well, it was okay for a while but now I do it mostly for fun. I'm short-haired and kind of Butch. I ride a Harley motorcycle. I like to fix cars and bikes. I work part-time as a security guard. Yeah, I'm definitely a Butch woman. Yet I'm definitely not dominant in the bedroom. See the dichotomy?
I am so glad I ran into Cheryl. I'm twenty three and she's forty three. I'm a Haitian gal whose family moved to Ottawa from the Haitian town of Cap-Haitien in the early 1990s. Cheryl is a second-generation English immigrant living in the Province of Ontario. I am forthrightly lesbian. She is a newly divorced gal and she's finally out as a bisexual woman. I'm a University student with aspirations to work in the business world. And everybody knows I'm queer. I have never hidden it. Cheryl is an altogether different bird. She is a shrink whose license nearly got pulled by the Canadian Psychiatric Association because of her very publicized affair with a sexually confused and very married East Indian female patient. The story made the local papers when the husband of the female patient pressed charges against the good doctor. I guess we're both at interesting points in our lives when we ran into each other. Isn't life funny that way?