Ah! The Joys of Race Play
I despise race play. Nothing more disgusting than people becoming a fetish.
I do not believe that any ethnicity is superior to any other.
In America, black men were treated like a-nimals. And often times when one was lynched and dismembered, his penis was tossed into a crowd of screaming white women. Women that couldn't wait to get their hands on big black cocks. It is like a fascination over a-nimal penises.
In America, and Europe, black people have been dismembered and put on display in museums. We have been compared to a-nimals because of our body types (long labia, big butts, possible long penises, big breasts, foreheads, noses, lips)
So if you black men are interested in being treated like a side show exhibit then by all means, do your "thang". But I am not down for it, do not bring it to me. I do not have a strange taboo bbc fascination.
And to the white men that want me to "humiliate" their little white cocks. I do not consider 5-7 inches little. That is average sized. The average size penis is different for each ethnic group. Average for white males is between 5 and 7 inches and I have been with white men that are considered big for their ethnicity.
Average for black men is between 6.5-8 inches. So when you see a video of a 8 inch dick that hangs off of a black man then know that he is fucking average, just like you. I am not into that white humiliation, black supremacy thing. Do not bother me with it.
Below is a message that I replied to from a stupid male that happens to be white and below that is a poem about racial issues in America concerning the black male.
Raven_Moon-I guess you don't read. If you had bothered to read my profile you wouldn't have approached me at all. First of all, I do not do what others tell me to do.
Secondly, I am NOT into race place. There is no real difference between white cock and black cock.
and, finally, do not ever send me a message or attempt to contact me at all. You have been blocked.
thirdrailnail-Block your number, call me, humiliate me. tell me you'd never fuck my small white dick and how you love big black cock
Lynched And Castrated
You have been lynched and castrated.
this mental noose is so tight that it is preventing information from getting to your brain.
there is such a hold on your balls that you question your manhood.
you are told that your masculinity is not the right masculinity so you aspire to be rough, and get tough. holding yourself up to standing by the crotch because that is the measure of your worth.
I want my sons to grow up to BE instead of being s-cattered ashes rendered unrecognizable.
Strange fruit, rotten core, festering wound spreading out to cover beauty.
How long did it take to forget that you are art, plastered across the canvas of the third planet just like the rest of man?
You have lost respect for your person, your s-ister, your mother, your lover.
Forgetting that these women are landmarks to history that all have been passed through. Like the eye of a global needle.
But she is just a bitch to you, a big black dog for breeding, in heat, presented and mated to a buck to produce a strong, docile stock. too weak to be harvested as Nat Turners
You are what is hot. Sold to the highest bidder because prison is profit and you own nothing, not even your souls.
Your b-lood paints buildings and pavement.
13 percent of the population and the majority in a cage, nothing more than free labor in a jumpsuit.
Instead of having the name of good old master you are branded with a list of numbers for your own personal American concentration camp.
Prisoners of War in your native land.
Black man.
Enslaved by insecurity and poverty and the novelty fetish of flesh. Lord, everyone wants a piece of that BBC. No different than the old fashioned BBQ.
Postcards of a southern luncheon funeral pyre, the smiling faces lifeless eyes over your blackened corpse.
The hue of your skin is suspicious, you are painted as vicious, a rabid a-nimal deserving of rotting in the sun for hours and the whole world is watching.
Old dances turned into whore dances.
We are moved to spirit and whoop and holler under the weight of the iron collar.
Your cities were torn asunder. Your eyes were hidden. You were tossed into dizziness and left confused.
Loosen your noose.
Be more than corner warmers and sightless cattle led to slaughter.
Be men worth more than a history of abuse and a future of senseless acts passed down as fact to sons and daughters.
More than the hands of a ticking clock keeping time for America in the measures of a slave, field hand.
You have been captured and trained to believe that the good in you is not found in your brain.
Lynched and castrated, ornamental man.
Your sweat and your flesh was the fertile soil of this country. Precious commodity, hidden in the night like the snuffed out flame.
"Nigger, Boy", you are told that your masculinity is not enough so you aspire to grow to be rough. forsake the soft, afraid to be run free because you don't know if you can. holding yourself up to standing by the crotch of your jeans because that is the measure of your worth.
The flesh in your hand is not the measure of a man.
I do not believe that any ethnicity is superior to any other.
In America, black men were treated like a-nimals. And often times when one was lynched and dismembered, his penis was tossed into a crowd of screaming white women. Women that couldn't wait to get their hands on big black cocks. It is like a fascination over a-nimal penises.
In America, and Europe, black people have been dismembered and put on display in museums. We have been compared to a-nimals because of our body types (long labia, big butts, possible long penises, big breasts, foreheads, noses, lips)
So if you black men are interested in being treated like a side show exhibit then by all means, do your "thang". But I am not down for it, do not bring it to me. I do not have a strange taboo bbc fascination.
And to the white men that want me to "humiliate" their little white cocks. I do not consider 5-7 inches little. That is average sized. The average size penis is different for each ethnic group. Average for white males is between 5 and 7 inches and I have been with white men that are considered big for their ethnicity.
Average for black men is between 6.5-8 inches. So when you see a video of a 8 inch dick that hangs off of a black man then know that he is fucking average, just like you. I am not into that white humiliation, black supremacy thing. Do not bother me with it.
Below is a message that I replied to from a stupid male that happens to be white and below that is a poem about racial issues in America concerning the black male.
Raven_Moon-I guess you don't read. If you had bothered to read my profile you wouldn't have approached me at all. First of all, I do not do what others tell me to do.
Secondly, I am NOT into race place. There is no real difference between white cock and black cock.
and, finally, do not ever send me a message or attempt to contact me at all. You have been blocked.
thirdrailnail-Block your number, call me, humiliate me. tell me you'd never fuck my small white dick and how you love big black cock
Lynched And Castrated
You have been lynched and castrated.
this mental noose is so tight that it is preventing information from getting to your brain.
there is such a hold on your balls that you question your manhood.
you are told that your masculinity is not the right masculinity so you aspire to be rough, and get tough. holding yourself up to standing by the crotch because that is the measure of your worth.
I want my sons to grow up to BE instead of being s-cattered ashes rendered unrecognizable.
Strange fruit, rotten core, festering wound spreading out to cover beauty.
How long did it take to forget that you are art, plastered across the canvas of the third planet just like the rest of man?
You have lost respect for your person, your s-ister, your mother, your lover.
Forgetting that these women are landmarks to history that all have been passed through. Like the eye of a global needle.
But she is just a bitch to you, a big black dog for breeding, in heat, presented and mated to a buck to produce a strong, docile stock. too weak to be harvested as Nat Turners
You are what is hot. Sold to the highest bidder because prison is profit and you own nothing, not even your souls.
Your b-lood paints buildings and pavement.
13 percent of the population and the majority in a cage, nothing more than free labor in a jumpsuit.
Instead of having the name of good old master you are branded with a list of numbers for your own personal American concentration camp.
Prisoners of War in your native land.
Black man.
Enslaved by insecurity and poverty and the novelty fetish of flesh. Lord, everyone wants a piece of that BBC. No different than the old fashioned BBQ.
Postcards of a southern luncheon funeral pyre, the smiling faces lifeless eyes over your blackened corpse.
The hue of your skin is suspicious, you are painted as vicious, a rabid a-nimal deserving of rotting in the sun for hours and the whole world is watching.
Old dances turned into whore dances.
We are moved to spirit and whoop and holler under the weight of the iron collar.
Your cities were torn asunder. Your eyes were hidden. You were tossed into dizziness and left confused.
Loosen your noose.
Be more than corner warmers and sightless cattle led to slaughter.
Be men worth more than a history of abuse and a future of senseless acts passed down as fact to sons and daughters.
More than the hands of a ticking clock keeping time for America in the measures of a slave, field hand.
You have been captured and trained to believe that the good in you is not found in your brain.
Lynched and castrated, ornamental man.
Your sweat and your flesh was the fertile soil of this country. Precious commodity, hidden in the night like the snuffed out flame.
"Nigger, Boy", you are told that your masculinity is not enough so you aspire to grow to be rough. forsake the soft, afraid to be run free because you don't know if you can. holding yourself up to standing by the crotch of your jeans because that is the measure of your worth.
The flesh in your hand is not the measure of a man.
10 years ago
One individual's taboo subject could indeed very much be the next person's norm and viscera.
With that said I've always been able to entertain a thought without having it become my very own.
Now Race play is definitely NOT my cup of tea mind you but I used to chat with a highly intelligent sister from Nevada who just so happened to be very much involved in it .
I won't get graphic with some of the details of her sessions with "Masta" but if you know anything about the history of slavery in America then you should be able to imagine just what her thing was.
Now Raven you might not like being seen as a "fetish" but most if not all people come with preconceived notions even before before they see your( lovely )avatar. People will gravitate to what they like sexually or otherwise and I don't think there's anything wrong with that plus most men tend to be visual creatures. The minute your express individually is when you in fact become a "real person".
I mean, if someone is ok with being someone's bbc fetish or black domme fetish, so be it. But that is the same thing that happened during slavery and immediately post slavery when americans and europeans were tricking africans into going to america and europe to be side shows because of their big asses and cocks. I want no part of that.
I date white men but only if they are attracted to black women, not if it is some good old boy taboo fetish.