My name is Julia. I am a white college student who was living a normal life in Washington D.C. Originally from Georgia. Then everything changed after the most recent presidential election. Scott Brown, a presidential candidate with black supreme ideals, got elected into office by one state in the electoral vote. But that was not even the worst part. The...
Intro: Few days have passed since Julia returned to school in D.C. Past few days were hell for Julia since D.C was one of the areas that full clothing ban for whites was not in effect entirely and she was one of the only ones fully naked coming from a whole clothing ban states. Now the few days have passed, and in-processing/school is about to begin. How wil...
After the sexual humiliation she endured Julia started to have a new mine set. She began to understand that it was not her place to decide, and she was just merely a naked white slut who begs for cock. The next morning came by, and Julia didn’t even bother to wear clothes. Today, was lab day for Servitude 100 and simulation training for enslavement 110. J...
* Once again these are only opinions from a person you don't even know and probably don't give a crap about. I just hope you enjoy them! * Hey it's me Dirtyjoe again, hope you enjoyed my first rant and if ya didn't well then fuck you! No just kidding, it has been said opinions are like assholes and guess what, I am one...lol! Today I am going to cover som...
To My Master... Letter from a Slut Wife Forgive me, but I have secret lusts that I so wish to fulfill. I lie awake at night dreaming of tasting the flesh of others, fingering myself for relief. I need to confess what a dirty little whore I really am. There are some nights I find myself picturing being tied to the bed, open and exposed. I can see the men, l...
Whenever I read, I keep a pencil handy and I underline words that I don’t know and dog ear the page so that I can go back and look them up in the dictionary. I have always been interested in etymology and even took Latin for three years. I hope that these words can help all of us in our writings. Be sure to check out your dictionary for additional usages of...
The BMA wasn't at all delighted with the mess that had been dumped on them, but couldn't find anything upon which to fault my actions or put any of the blame on me... but it didn't stop them from trying. They roped off the house for about a week and had lots of arc-tech gearheads going over everything with a fine toothed micrometer. They paid especial atte...
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Chapter 2: Atonement and Purification I The first afternoon's engagement left us exhausted. D giggled at how wobbly her legs felt on the way to the car. Here, outside our playground, there was no evidence of her slutty persona. Her sweetness, the hint of shyness, is endearing. Her self-presentation - post-emo with a penchant for plaid skirts, reminiscent o...
I don't know why I tell you these things. I guess it's because you are someone else's and not mine. You understand what she goes through and, in a way, what I go through as well. Maybe it helps you in your own relationship. I like to think so and you tell me it does. For me, I get to talk with someone who understands, even approves. It's not everyday I get...