Hey, Bitches! I’m so happy to be back! My apologies for disappearing like that — I had some technical issues with my website, but it’s all fixed now. Phew! Did you miss your favorite Mistress? I know I missed you all! 💋
Okay, gang, I’ve got big news to share, and I’ll be announcing it on my website and X soon, so make sure you’re staying tuned! But in the meantime, I’m launching a brand-new series today called “Stories from the BNWO.” Over the next few weeks, I’ll be sharing powerful stories from fans and friends about how the BNWO has impacted their lives. White bois, wives, couples — they’ll be sharing some of the most personal chapters from their journeys.
Today, we’re kicking things off with the incredible, emotional story of SloanCollinsCD and her life-changing experience with her first superior Black man. It’s a story you won’t want to miss.
Read it, reflect on it, and share it with others! 💋 #BNWO4LIFE
QueenBitch Paris
I had the Honor of being asked by Miss Queenbitch to share my story. My name is Sloan and I have a hunger and craving for Masculine Black Men to take me and use me and make me their cock slut. It all started one night when I was partying with some friends at an openly Gay Man’s house.
This was in the early 80’s in Northern California and Homosexuality was very Taboo and Scorned in the Small, Rural Community I lived in. On top of that, He was Black He was 6 foot 5, and a very tall and powerful man that nobody fucked with or dared to call faggot. So I was there with my other friends and we all left together,when everyone was tired of partying, but I went back by myself an hour later. I nervously knocked on his door and then he opened it and I entered his small house and he knew exactly why I came back. I was shaking with excitement and desire as he pulled down his pants and exposed his massive 8 inch cock as thick as a beer can. I was instantly on it and the moment my lips were on the head of it and I could taste his salty precum on my tongue , I was hooked. I savored the sweet salty taste as I tried to fit it in my mouth. Then after some passionate kissing he turned me around and slowly pushed it into my tight hole , I cried out please go slow, it hurt so much , but he eventually put it deep inside me ,I was in extreme agony and extasy at the same time, as he forcefully fucked and stretched me open and shot a huge load in me. He pulled out and I cleaned every drop from him with my tongue. I left humiliated and ashamed , but with the strange thought of wanting more. Unfortunately for me someone I worked with saw me leaving his house at three in the morning , and I got labeled a queer by members of the community and people I worked with. And they made my life a living hell for awhile.
I tried to deny in my own mind what happened and over compensated with my masculinity for many years , working some of the most dangerous jobs in the world. Then at another point in my life something triggered the feelings of me experimenting with my mothers nylons at a young age and I started Cross Dressing which is a whole other story. but needless to say now I like to Dress as a Slutty Bimbo Whore and fantasize about Fucking and Sucking, Huge, Black Cocks. And I wont deny it or make any apologies for it. The moment I tasted his sweet precum, and had his Beautiful Thick Black Cock in my mouth , I was Hooked for Life. Thank you Miss Queenbitch, for letting me share my story.
Love Sloan
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