I love the juxtaposition of a clean-cut facade and the secrets we keep behind it. By day, I am a polished, educated professional, a woman of colour allergic to white men’s sheer audacity. But beneath that "good girl" exterior is an experienced sub with a deep penchant for power exchange, discipline, and humiliation. A dynamic that I have explored most extensively with white men.
When I see a white man, professional in his suit, composed and both of us can feel the sexual tension, for a second I dream of him putting me in my place.
I want to give that fantasy a room to exist. I want to hear what you sound like when you’re allowed to put me in my place—to call me filthy names, demean my gender, and degrade me racially. I want the version of you that exists when the professional suit comes off and you’re free to say all the demeaning things you’d never dare utter out loud in "real life."
If you think you’re a man that can handle a woman like me, drop me a message telling me what you do (vague is fine) and what’s the worst punishment you’ve given a sub. UK men to the front. You, your stupid accents, and that unearned confidence unfortunately always do it for me.