There are a lot of strange things that go through a person's mind. Take me for example. My name is Elisha Brown. In every way, I am a strong Black woman. I hold a bachelor's of science degree in the field of Business Administration from the prestigious Howard University. I'm currently working on my Master's degree in Business Administration at Boston College in the city of Chestnut Hill, Massachusetts. On top of that, I'm six feet two inches tall, athletic and sexy, with medium brown skin, short black hair and pale gray eyes. I've got a cute face, sexy body, awesome breasts, killer legs and fantastic booty. And I'm quite butch and damn proud of it. Butch women rock. Especially butch women of African descent. People look at me and make make all kinds of assumptions. Yet you would never believe what my deepest sexual fantasies involve.
Oh, shoot. I am not sure if I'm ready for this. Okay. Here goes nothing. I have something really important to confess to you folks today. I've always had a thing for White women. Lots of Black lesbians do but we don't admit it. And even though you might have a hard time picturing this, I'm totally submissive in the bedroom. You see, I am very much into a very controversial style of BDSM called Race Play. In my deepest sexual fantasies, I like to submit to White women. I like some really harsh type of domination. I fantasize about getting whipped, spanked, and completely degraded. I want to be completely dominated. Does that surprise you? I guess it might. That's just how I roll, I guess.
I browsed through a lot of BDSM websites and forums while searching for what I was looking for. Many women found my fantasies to be sick. Or strange. What's so strange about a strong Black woman who fantasizes about getting spanked by a White woman? I don't know. I guess in today's politically correct world, it's not cool to admit you have such fantasies. I've dominated quite a few White women in my day. I've spanked them, smacked them and made them suck my toes. I occasionally tie them up and fuck them with my strap-on dildo. Yeah, I'm bad. However, these days I want to explore my submissive side. Political correctness be damned.
I finally found my Mistress, so to speak. A five-foot-three, slim and blonde-haired White chick named Melody Wright. She's a sophomore at Emerson College in the city of Boston, and also moonlights as a professional Dominatrix. She's also an amateur porn star whose videos sizzle on the web. I found this really peculiar. Well, Mistress Melody soon had me singing a different tune. She explained to me that she was openly gay, and very much into Black women. Especially tall, athletic Black women like myself. The fact that I kind of look like WNBA Superstar Lisa Leslie was definitely a plus in her book. I must say I found her quite sexy. And her confident manner was a really turn-on for me. Melody was totally cool with my fetishes. Race Play was one of her favorite aspects of the world of BDSM. We got right down to business.
Mistress Melody and I got down and dirty in her off-campus apartment in the Chinatown District of Boston. She sat naked on the living room couch, riding crop in hand. In a stern voice she ordered me to undress. The first time I heard that commanding tone of hers, I found myself really turned on. These days, every chick who has a whip and a black leather outfit thinks she's a Dominatrix. I've dominated quite a few women and been dominated by a handful. Being a Dominatrix has nothing to do with leather, whips or chains. It's a state of mind. It's more than a lifestyle. You either have it in you or you don't. And Mistress Melody definitely had it.
I smiled and undressed before my sexy Mistress. I took off my White silk shirt, followed by my dark gray business suit and gray silk pants. Off came my shoes. I wasn't wearing any underwear. Truth be told, the only time this sexy Black Amazon wears underwear is while navigating through the red zone, if you catch my drift. Mistress Melody fingered her pussy while observing me. I found that distracting. Also, my own pussy was getting all tingly. Mistress Melody smiled and told me to get on with it. I stood naked before her. A towering Black woman standing before the sexy White woman she willingly sought to dominate her.
Mistress Melody asked me to turn around and bend over. I did as I was told. She rose from the couch and stood behind me. I felt her hands cup my big sexy butt cheeks. Her fingers slid inside my pussy and rectum. I gasped in shock. Mistress Melody laughed and then cupped my breasts. She told me how beautiful she found me, and then told me to get on all fours. I complied. Mistress Melody spread my ass cheeks and began licking my asshole. I also felt her fingers probing my pussy. Oh, wow. I'm not sure what she's doing to me but I must say I really like it. I love having my ass played with. I don't know how she knows that.
Mistress Melody had me lie on my back and she began licking my pussy. I normally don't allow women to go down on me. Why? It's a butch woman thing. A lot of us don't like to be touched genitally. It makes us feel vulnerable. When we're being pleasured, we can lose control. And control is everything to a butch woman. Well, I am a butch woman who wants to give up control. Mistress Melody took control of me. With her agile fingers and wonderful tongue, she invaded my pussy. She also shoved two fingers up my ass, driving me absolutely nuts. I found myself squealing in delight as she worked me over.