He wrote back and told me that I had to prove myself to Him before Hewould even meet me. He said that if I was serious about anyrelationship with Him... I had to first send Him proof of His control ofme. If I wanted to be His 'faggot', I had to first go to a tanningstudio and tan myself wearing a woman's bikini bathing suit. I was toshave all the hair from my body from the neck down. And I was topractice deep throating a dildo so that when we met I would be able tobe all that I could be. He. I explained that, yes, I did find her attractive but had no plans on acting on it; indeed, I was mortified that I felt that way. She seemed to understand and the matter dropped. They only stayed a few weeks after that. They got an apartment, but the drinking had already doomed their relationship. They had fights of varying severity up to her calling me to come save her. I'm not a tall man, but I was a bulky fellow, much stronger that I looked, as her asshole boyfriend found out. I walked into a. He undid my belt and pulled my fly open revealing my pretty pink panties. I instinctively reached out and grabbed a hold of his cock. No longer was I there just to look I was now there to be a slut. We were on the steps and in the darkest corner of this seedy, sleazy, disgusting place and I had my hands all over this black mans cock; my first black mans cock. As I touched his cock I couldn't believe how thick it was. This cock was about 9 inches long and very thick. I started to squeeze and. "I will be making $25,000 per day for each day I am in slavery. I will be your slave for as long as it takes to buy my mother out of bondage." She held her head up straight and continued, "I can be your slave at home, if you wish, or I could prostitute myself and add those earnings to my pay. Of course, there are endless opportunities to combine both. For example, you could rent my services for whatever you could get."Now her eyes were bright as she said, "I am still a virgin. Because of what I.