Traumatized women that were raped beaten and tortured by White slave owners. Then he promoted some of them who were willing to be his concubines and they make up the rich Black women inside the Boule the Black 1percent. Black American women can't be aroused unless she is fighting with the man and he is making her submissive. These are masculine women and useless in their role as women. They will never see the good in man as the Most High implanted with a Jezebel spirit she always see good men as simps.



A slave play showing you how the Black American woman became the Whitemans who're.

YES, MASTER
THE COMPLICATED LIFE OF A BLACK WOMAN WHO GETS OFF ON BEING A SEX SLAVE.
WRITTEN BY FEMINISTA JONES
ILLUSTRATIONS BY ADA BUCHHOLC
I’m a black American woman, and I identify as a “slave.”

Yes, the word is fraught with shameful history, but it has another meaning—one that’s sexual and freeing, rather than oppressive and controlling. As a longtime practitioner of BDSM (bondage, discipline, dominance and submission), I see slaves as people who willingly surrender control to their partner or “master.” As a descendant of African-Americans who were legally enslaved for centuries, however, the word also conjures up violent images of my ancestors’ pain and suffering.



For 18 years, these two definitions clashed in my mind, so I denied being a slave. But now, at 36, I’ve finally embraced it. The impulse to offer myself completely to another person is too overpowering to resist.


My first experience with kinky sex happened at 19. Back then, I was dating an older man whose particular taste included darker fetishes I had only read about in Anne Rice’s erotic stories or my mom’s porn magazines.

Standing 6-foot-4-inches tall, with medium-brown skin, Devon* was in his late 20s. He wasn’t my first sexual partner, but I had many firsts with him: the first time I climaxed without penetration; the first time I discovered my spine could be an erogenous zone after he trailed a riding crop down my back; the first time I was flogged from my thighs down to the soles of my feet.

Then, there was the first time Devon wrapped his hands around my throat.



I felt terrified, but didn’t stop him. Sensing he had full control, I submitted to Devon’s command, and discovered what remains my primary kink: erotic asphyxiation. As he cut off my air supply, waves of an intense orgasm coursed through my body. I remember the initial, instinctive fight to live, as my body felt on the brink of oxygen-deprivation. I recall his soothing words: “Relax, baby girl, it’s going to be okay. Just relax.”

I didn’t tell anyone what had happened because I was ashamed. As a young black woman trying to find herself, I wondered if enjoying these acts somehow betrayed my blackness.

My family and friends often joked about the weird things white folks did, and twisted sex acts—like incest, bestiality, and golden showers—was one of them. Growing up, I had no real contact with white people, outside of teachers, police, and retail workers. My experience, then, seemed more like some kind of taboo reserved for white people than anything I should be doing.


So, how does a black person identify as a slave, given its historical connotations? Photos of enslaved Africans bound by chains and covered in whip marks provoked a visceral horror in me. But when I saw similar items used in the consensual kink realm, I would become curious and highly aroused.

Being in a master-slave relationship makes no sense to outsiders who don’t feel the same compulsion I do. That’s why—although it seems counterintuitive as a black feminist—I’m open about my experiences, and encourage others to explore their desires to be “owned.” But even after nearly two decades in the BDSM community, I haven’t figured it all out. Occasionally, I do a self-check to make sure this still feels good and right—and every time a strong hand grips my throat or a paddle whacks my backside, it always does.

I’m at my freest as a slave.

There are days when I feel like the entire world expects me to be strong, simply because that is what’s expected of black women. We must solve every problem, cook every meal, dry every tear, and make everyone else’s lives happier. But sometimes, I don’t want to make any decisions. Surrendering to my master, then, means momentarily unburdening myself from the weight I carry as a divorced black mother. My obligations are so draining, I relish the comfort I feel when I can safely give myself over to someone who respects, loves, and values me.

In bed, everything happens on my terms, which is especially empowering on days I feel like the world is beating me down. Even when my master is restraining or flogging me, I’m still in control. Slavery is a refuge that helps me escape my problems and my life.



Fourteen years after my first kinky encounter, I entered a relationship that helped me grow as a submissive. In such a power dynamic, the “s-type” relinquishes complete control to their master in ways that go beyond what is typically expected. I wanted to do more than just kneel and call my master “Sir”—I wanted him to have complete control over my life, from dictating what I ate to choosing what I wore. I craved this in ways I gave up trying to understand long ago, and as my desires grew, our relationship evolved into a master-slave dynamic.

It was important for me to serve an intelligent, hard-working, charismatic black man close to my age, so I could feel safe. I’m not into “race play,” and would never be a consensual slave to a white male master. Instead, I needed someone who could relate to my struggles as a black person, and understand the freedom I experienced when indulging in more risqué sexual acts. This man wanted to be my master as much as I wanted to be his slave, and in each other, we found the ideal partner.

When I finally uttered the words “I’m a slave” for the first time, I paused, exhaled, and smiled. It just felt right.

Richwallet:
YES, MASTER
THE COMPLICATED LIFE OF A BLACK WOMAN WHO GETS OFF ON BEING A SEX SLAVE.
WRITTEN BY FEMINISTA JONES
ILLUSTRATIONS BY ADA BUCHHOLC
I’m a black American woman, and I identify as a “slave.”

Yes, the word is fraught with shameful history, but it has another meaning—one that’s sexual and freeing, rather than oppressive and controlling. As a longtime practitioner of BDSM (bondage, discipline, dominance and submission), I see slaves as people who willingly surrender control to their partner or “master.” As a descendant of African-Americans who were legally enslaved for centuries, however, the word also conjures up violent images of my ancestors’ pain and suffering.



For 18 years, these two definitions clashed in my mind, so I denied being a slave. But now, at 36, I’ve finally embraced it. The impulse to offer myself completely to another person is too overpowering to resist.


My first experience with kinky sex happened at 19. Back then, I was dating an older man whose particular taste included darker fetishes I had only read about in Anne Rice’s erotic stories or my mom’s porn magazines.

Standing 6-foot-4-inches tall, with medium-brown skin, Devon* was in his late 20s. He wasn’t my first sexual partner, but I had many firsts with him: the first time I climaxed without penetration; the first time I discovered my spine could be an erogenous zone after he trailed a riding crop down my back; the first time I was flogged from my thighs down to the soles of my feet.

Then, there was the first time Devon wrapped his hands around my throat.



I felt terrified, but didn’t stop him. Sensing he had full control, I submitted to Devon’s command, and discovered what remains my primary kink: erotic asphyxiation. As he cut off my air supply, waves of an intense orgasm coursed through my body. I remember the initial, instinctive fight to live, as my body felt on the brink of oxygen-deprivation. I recall his soothing words: “Relax, baby girl, it’s going to be okay. Just relax.”

I didn’t tell anyone what had happened because I was ashamed. As a young black woman trying to find herself, I wondered if enjoying these acts somehow betrayed my blackness.

My family and friends often joked about the weird things white folks did, and twisted sex acts—like incest, bestiality, and golden showers—was one of them. Growing up, I had no real contact with white people, outside of teachers, police, and retail workers. My experience, then, seemed more like some kind of taboo reserved for white people than anything I should be doing.


So, how does a black person identify as a slave, given its historical connotations? Photos of enslaved Africans bound by chains and covered in whip marks provoked a visceral horror in me. But when I saw similar items used in the consensual kink realm, I would become curious and highly aroused.

Being in a master-slave relationship makes no sense to outsiders who don’t feel the same compulsion I do. That’s why—although it seems counterintuitive as a black feminist—I’m open about my experiences, and encourage others to explore their desires to be “owned.” But even after nearly two decades in the BDSM community, I haven’t figured it all out. Occasionally, I do a self-check to make sure this still feels good and right—and every time a strong hand grips my throat or a paddle whacks my backside, it always does.

I’m at my freest as a slave.

There are days when I feel like the entire world expects me to be strong, simply because that is what’s expected of black women. We must solve every problem, cook every meal, dry every tear, and make everyone else’s lives happier. But sometimes, I don’t want to make any decisions. Surrendering to my master, then, means momentarily unburdening myself from the weight I carry as a divorced black mother. My obligations are so draining, I relish the comfort I feel when I can safely give myself over to someone who respects, loves, and values me.

In bed, everything happens on my terms, which is especially empowering on days I feel like the world is beating me down. Even when my master is restraining or flogging me, I’m still in control. Slavery is a refuge that helps me escape my problems and my life.



Fourteen years after my first kinky encounter, I entered a relationship that helped me grow as a submissive. In such a power dynamic, the “s-type” relinquishes complete control to their master in ways that go beyond what is typically expected. I wanted to do more than just kneel and call my master “Sir”—I wanted him to have complete control over my life, from dictating what I ate to choosing what I wore. I craved this in ways I gave up trying to understand long ago, and as my desires grew, our relationship evolved into a master-slave dynamic.

It was important for me to serve an intelligent, hard-working, charismatic black man close to my age, so I could feel safe. I’m not into “race play,” and would never be a consensual slave to a white male master. Instead, I needed someone who could relate to my struggles as a black person, and understand the freedom I experienced when indulging in more risqué sexual acts. This man wanted to be my master as much as I wanted to be his slave, and in each other, we found the ideal partner.

When I finally uttered the words “I’m a slave” for the first time, I paused, exhaled, and smiled. It just felt right.

I thought 4chan was big enough to contain you guys. Let me whisper something in your ears “Africans don’t care about black women who like only white men.” Hell, we have too many of them here. Invite your family members to come take them off our hands.

suffering:
I thought 4chan was big enough to contain you guys. Let me whisper something in your ears “Africans don’t care about black women who like only white men.” Hell, we have too many of them here. Invite your family members to come take them off our hands.

Cults are the problem more so than the women.

A man will give his life to save his people thus Jesus Christos.

A woman will sell out a whole people to live it up.

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vFG1V8bvH5c

It's not a laughing matter and you would be wise not to ignore.

Beans, rice and potatoes!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZBKSWoaw3AQ

Bitcoin

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RDMvHJB0liE



Black Theology is cursing us. We should just be preaching good vs evil. Nurse Rivers was apart of Luciferian Blacks who are into human sacrifice for great success.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pHDqu0f9v5w

In Greek mythology, Narcissus (/nɑːrˈsɪsəs/; Ancient Greek: Νάρκισσος Nárkissos) was a hunter from Thespiae in Boeotia (alternatively Mimas or modern day Karaburun, Izmir) who was known for his beauty. According to Tzetzes, he rejected all romantic advances, eventually falling in love with his own reflection in a pool of water, staring at it for the remainder of his life. After he died, in his place sprouted a flower bearing his name.

Everything is preplanned and staged by a secret group. Learn this and it will give you an edge.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Xfh7YfWKjc


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yR0q_QSt7ak


There are some down low men giving other men dating advice about women. These are men who don't even like women but will be seen with them for appearance sake.

We are best to study this because bleeding out is a strategy the enemy used before. My uncle who is the oldest living De France as my family is descended from the Kings of France we mated with too many White women. This produced a lot of confused mulattoes who did not side with us during the French Revolution as a result we were overthrown. Some of the Whites have in them the bloodline of Queen Mary Magdalene but some are mixed with Ham and Esau making them a very wicked Blood type. We must look at blood type much more than skin color yet we desire avoid becoming bleached out.



https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=neci5CryKUQ

Not Black and most certainly not nobility.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=es6eqXkf8-o

Kevin Samuels comes out green.


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wvmiH98Gt5A

Everything will fail until we get rid of the Boule Black gatekeepers whose sole mission is to sabotage everything positive we do.. John the Baptist was accurate when he called the Sadduces and Pharisees a generation of vipers. The majority of the Boule bloodline is Ham and Edom it is not Israel nor Judah. Primal behavior can be linked to blood line determining whether a group bands together during crisis or result to vampirism.

Goel:

Skin tone is also caused by weather since sunshine affects melanin concentration in blood.

Indians, Arabs, Persians, Southeast Asians and Latinos all have European fair to very dark skin tones with changing weather. If you don't know this, you are a dumbo locked in Africa.

the indian born in china are still black ! explain !

Goel:


How many times I have to shove up in your empty mind that black here doesn't mean color but ethnicity. What are yoy trying to prove? Indian people also have black skin. So? I don't feel any shame in that.

African skin tones are more likely to be black because of their hot weather. Indians are a diverse group because of diverse season of the country.


I can't dumber than an idiot who can't read the context even after explaining same thing thousands of times when I say word "black".

Nor I will ever dumb enough to declare community superior for a bloody luck draw number or spew bullshit that humans came from Hindu-Kush.

No, there is no one more dumb than you. Doesn't matter if you are African or not. But you're uneducated most certainly.

Also, you are yet to provide source for your imaginations on yadavs and IVC.

india full of diversity ? Hell no ! you guys automatically stick together when abroad as if you are afraid to be alone facing chinese and westerners.

you know who is indian by a nano second ! if you are pretentious, you avoid to show your own indian identity and try hard to pass for a latino or arabian, when you see another indian being caught spitting on the airport lounge !


if you feel lonely and weak, you will even befriend a pakistani . in china, no one cares you two. you live in the same community/ slum

Goel:

Weak posture LOL?
Your incompetent and illiterate ass is yet to even start reasoning, defecating conspiracy theories without provide source and yet think I'm being uncomfortable at all?

I'm still replying since you are an entertainment for me. Let me see how much garbage is filled inside you.

That isn't part of our argument. I said African system can't do anything like India. So, Africa being divided 54 nations is also part of that argument since that is also a system.
Of these 54 nations, most backward ones are blacks while black ones who will equal or more degree of richness than India just have natural resources.

All of them together fail by large margins when comes to ground indicators like poverty or formalisation.

Which emotional bias I have presented so far? At first place, dig your own posts which logic or even a fact you have given so far in your posts?

Lucky numbers, black guy being president aren't reasoning. They are ad hominem arguments usually given by uneducated idiots who don't know anything about the topic at all.
My point stands in real world and not emotions.
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_ethnic_groups_in_the_United_States_by_household_income

How many times are you going to insult yourself?
I used to teach maths tutions to high school kids and I never taught them that they will become genius when they turn 36.

I'm quite sure that I don't only have ability to count more than you, I can solve more difficult mathematical problems too. But your issue isn't counting.

If you believe numbers influence your life story, you are not counting anything or doing any science.
You are making an ass out of yourself.

Why don't you provide a source for your bullshit conspiracy theory instead of getting trolled again and again? Yadavas are Sanatana Hindus.
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yadav

And what kind of bullshit is that "Indu Kush" garden? Inspired bullcrap from bible's eden garden? No one will plough a garden at such hot and barren place. Yavans mistook believing that mountains of Caucasus extended to other side of Indus river deep into India. So, they labeled that region "Hindu-Kush".

If you believe that this place is your imaginary garden of bible. You are fool. Indus Valley Civilisation has a history much much older than bible, christ or abrahamic stories came around. India and Iran had civilisations even before euros started to use leaves to wipe after toilet.

Religions which came from there taught world tolerance. Religions which came from desert in west only killed and enslaved people, especially from Africa.

If you are going to counter my reason with your religion garbage I'm out. Missionaries anywhere I've countered are mindless assholes anyway. Idioted, bigoted, brainless, spinless, ignorant and will never given an evidence or supporting logic for their bullshit. No wonder Europe only developed after great divergence because liberal thought made them atheists ditching christianity. And why Muslim countries are still like that. Abrahamic religions hinder progress of human society.

Indian religions have nothing to do with Abrahamic ones. We have our own world. Sooner you realise it, better for you.

India, with its rampant r8pe culture , religious strifes , racial discrimination against NE people and southern Tamil, caste system which was abolished on paper, can be a unified country ?

exluding 600 million women, 210 million muslim, 30 million NE ppl, 1 billion low castes, how many real indian left ? are you one of them ?

and, Modi is your figure head. the real power resides in the dignitaries of each state !


your whole india is a cesspool !

unifed country ? that is china , with an efficient central government and a chineseness backed up by 5000 years history.

as a chinese , i find you indian funny and entertaining ... nigeria has per capita 2183 dollars, while india 2081. you are not even qualified to flex your superiority complex before nigerian.

but anyway, we chinese already are the victims of india superioty complex. india dare look down on china, why not on nigeria ?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d2srartkYEw

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dxIODlSzurY

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A caste system is a class structure that is determined by birth. Loosely, it means that in some societies, the opportunities you have access to depend on the family you happened to be born into.

The phrase caste system has been around since the 1840s, but we’ve been using caste since the 1500s. You might’ve heard about the caste system in India, but there are caste systems all over the world, where people are born into a position and social mobility is difficult to achieve. The United States prides itself on not having a caste system because people can "pull themselves up by their bootstraps" — although some people that there is an implicit caste system in American society.

What were the 4 classes of Saint-Domingue?
The Whites. There were approximately 20,000 whites, mainly French, in Saint-Domingue. ...
The Planters. These were wealthy whites who owned plantations and many slaves. ...
Petit Blancs. ...
The Free Persons of Color. ...
The Black Slaves. ...
Domestic Slaves. ...
Field Hands. ...
The Maroons.

The Creole has made themselves the laughing stock of civilization by insisting upon entitlements.


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=63hD_URu8OM

HarshBitterTrut:
Georgia Alpha Kappa Alpha sorority is under investigation after being accused of running a SEX ring and pimping out its pledges to local politicians and businessmen

There is no such thing as a no good woman for she was made no good by a no good man.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ewIVRXXn2xY

HarshBitterTrut:
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Wave–particle duality is the concept in quantum mechanics that every particle or quantum entity may be described as either a particle or a wave. It expresses the inability of the classical concepts "particle" or "wave" to fully describe the behaviour of quantum-scale objects. As Albert Einstein wrote:[1]

It seems as though we must use sometimes the one theory and sometimes the other, while at times we may use either. We are faced with a new kind of difficulty. We have two contradictory pictures of reality; separately neither of them fully explains the phenomena of light, but together they do.

Thoughts affect reality. Focusing upon the wave it became a particle and focusing upon a particle it became a wave, noted researchers.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qAjbTLgZWrU