Black menI often get asked whether I am a real whore. If the definition of a whore is to get reduced to a sexual object serving strangers with her holes, yes I am a whore. But then again if one defines a whore by having sexual intercourse with strangers for money, I am NOT a whore. For any black I am totally free of charge and sometimes when my black owner wants to degrade me I even have to pay money to some of the black strangers for using me good. That also is the reason why I can't work the streets. I would spoil the income of the real whores and they would immediately kick me out or even worse.
Once my black owner put me on a street corner in some sleezy zone of the city to satisfy customers with my mouth for $5. That was the price I had to mention but I wasn't allowed to charge the money. I sucked on three black dicks that night before the rumor spread and I had to leave. Actually, I liked it a lot since I can't get enough of black seed in my mouth. And I liked the harsh language those males were using on me. Sitting in the car they just loosened their pants and forced me onto their cocks. One of them was fat, uncut and unwashed and I had to clean him with my tongue. He had a lot of smegma under his foreskin and first the taste was horrible. He gave me a huge amount of thick ejaculate in the end which was really hard to swallow. It was an experiment but my black owner never repeated it.
Since I don't have sex with strangers for money, why do I have sex with them at all? It's because I love my owner. If he orders me to open my legs, I'll do it. If he orders me to pay $50 for each cumshot, I'll pay it with honor not only because a black cumshot in my mouth is worth much more but because I love to make my owner proud.
So maybe calling me a slave is more suitable. But then again a real female slave is much more into heavy pain than I am. Allthough I accept the whip, I hate the pain. I am not at all into body modification or needles. For me pain is not sensual. It's physical. But I need my senses to be spirited. I love the taste and the smell of my "customers". I love to invade any inch of their bodies with my nose and tongue. I love to taste their asses and swallow their seed. I love to exchange long wet kisses and taste their spit. I need the sensation of getting invaded, impaled, overpowered. I love it when one customer holds me down while the other rips my holes. I love to be helpless, tied down, handcuffed, spanked and fucked. That is what I am living for.
