Is it the creamy chocolate of my skin? Is it the controlled kink of my hair? Perhaps the infamous curves of my anatomy? So curious white boy/girl what is it calls you to the dark side of servitude? Yes, I’m onto you I’m not so deluded as to believe we exist is a post-racial world, I know that part of what calls you to my service is the color of my skin. After all you are specifically seeking an ebony domme. I know there are a dozen reason why you might be here. It could be that in your world I am still forbidden, other, exotic unknown. Maybe you lack the courage in your life to approach a strong woman of color and you need the anonymity of the cyber world to give you the courage to offer yourself to me. Would you be too intimidated to seek me out in the real world? Perhaps you suffer from liberal guilt and feel that subjugating yourself to me, will make up for perceived social injustice (note:interrogating the issues with that is another post). Maybe you’ve put me on a pedestal, dangerous for you. Then again it may simply be that my beauty and wit are unlike any other you have ever encountered. So many reasons to serve an ebony domme. What’s yours?
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