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These are ten important lessons every ‘Black-Owned’ housewife/white woman should abide by to become a Champion slutwife.   Some of the rules, too, will apply as well to a single white woman.   1.  She signs a Cuckold Agreement with her Black Master designating him as her lover, and offering him the will to train her toward becoming a Black Cock Slut. 2.  She dresses sexually appropriate regarding whichever taste he desires of her.  3.  She demands her hubby submit to her Black Master as well, and accord whatever means of comfort & respectability he can offer to her Master. 4.  She spreads the word about her new-found sexually-liberated life to involve her best friends & even family members to partake in the lifestyle. 5.  She designates herself as becoming her Black Master’s sexual property.  The same goes to her hubby, too. 6.  She endeavors to acquire a Black-Owned or ‘Queen of Spades’ tattoo rep...

This is from my first erotic collection: ' Master SHANGO Presents Five Stories ' of horny wives and cuckold husbands.  This story is an excerpt from a story titled: "Pimp Zee: The Life Of . . ." about a Black Bull who signs up Milfs to pimp out to Black men.  But first, he's got to test out that pussy. It begins with him receiving an email from a Milf wanting to meet with him . . . ENJOY! Hi there Pimp Zee, My name’s Marilyn. I read your thread at the ¬__ forum and would like to get in touch with you regarding it. I’ve got a ‘36DD pair of tits, and I’ve got a thick ass to match LOL. Please write to me or even better call me at this number below. Can’t wait to hear from you. Bye. Zee scribbled down her phone number on a pad then checked through his other mails before deciding to give her a call. The phone rang a third time before being picked up. “Hi, my name’s Pimp Zee, and I’m calling—” “Oh my God,” the woman exclaimed delight i...

A Snowbunny's Confessional I walk into the hotel carrying a slip of paper. It’s a decrepit building in North-East DC. On the paper is a number, a room number. I knock. "Come in!" I walk in. You are standing there, confident, powerful. "What do you want?"  I stammer "I have come to ask for forgiveness for my sins and the sins of my ancestors, Sir" "Confess!" you bark at me. "My people, I mean I, we, we, we white people have exploited Africans. We colonized your lands, we took your resources, we enslaved your people. I am sorry". "You expect me to forgive you just like that?" you ask. "No Sir, I have come to earn forgiveness by making up for past injustices". "You are trying to buy forgiveness?"  "No Sir. I want to willingly submit to the  degradation  that your people had to suffer. I choose to be a white slave to my black master." That ...