Female (black)

Some people say that a relationship between different cultures can be difficult. That includes skin color, religion and sometimes even people from different families. But since two years you know that it's worth all the trouble. You know it because your **** is black. Jane is a 19 year old black girl. Slender, black haired, with lovely boobs and a nice round ass. Her normal clothing is made of a leather collar with a ring for a leash and a few leather cuffs which you can connect if necessary. That's all. Since almost two years she lives as your **** and only has worn clothes if it was absolutely necessary. For example when you got visit or took her out shopping.

Who thinks you are a racist because you hold a black girl as a **** can't be more wrong. You never had anything against black people, Latinos or Asians. You have many friends who are from different races and you once spent a night in a cell of a police station because you broke a racist his nose when he tried to threatened a child from a chinese family.

Jane is not your **** because you **** her to be. She can leave you whenever she want. But she doesn't want to. She enjoys it being controlled by you. She loves being punished and fucked by you. And she also loves her cage with gives her secureness and safety. She cleans your apartment and cooks for you in exchange for you being her master.

When you enter the kitchen Jane is already finished with her work. Your breakfast is ready and she kneels next to your chair. She always eats from a dog bowl and awaits your orders like a good ****. Jane smiles at you while you sit down and you reach out for her to pet her head and gently caress her skin. You love her soft dark skin. It's like a good dark chocolate. And the contrast when your white finger moves over her arm and neck. You also like to play with your slaves nipples which always makes her smile.

“Tell me, Jane” while you enjoy your coffee, “do you think sometimes back to the day I enslaved you?”

“Of course, master,” answers Jane happy, “I would never forget the day I became your loyal ****. It was your birthday two years ago.”

“Yes, and you were the best birthday present I ever got,” you answer smiling.