As Salam Alaikum, people. Shaima Lokuron here. I am a South Sudanese Muslim woman living in the Deep South, working for Walkerton Engineering Incorporated, a prominent civil engineering company headquartered in lovely metropolitan Atlanta, Georgia. I graduated with a civil engineering degree from Georgia Tech and was fortunate enough to find work in my field in the Atlanta Metropolitan Area. There aren't a lot of sisters working for major engineering firms, so I'm one of a kind.
Trust me, the thrilling life of a black Muslim woman in this world of wealth, power and corporate intrigue pales when compared to my other life. Indeed, the things I get up to would make my most ruthless competitors blush. I like to have my walk on the wild side and I keep my worlds separate. Folks are nosy in Atlanta. Can't have co-workers find out about my other life. What other life am I talking about? Well, in the realm of BDSM, I am known as Mistress Shay, First Lady of Wickedness.
I feel that a lot of black folks have the wrong idea about BDSM. It's not just whips and chains, something that freaky white folks enjoy. True BDSM is sensual, psychological and sexual, it's about human beings exploring their wildest desires, it's also most importantly about trust and confidence. You can't do these things with someone you don't understand or trust. I'm all about exploring that wild realm, and I enjoy it best with my fellow people of color. Those kissed by the sun. The sons and daughters of Africa. After all, black on black is where it's at.
"How do you like the feel of the chastity device?" I asked snidely as I snapped it over Darnell Thompson's long and thick ebony cock. Deep in the basement of my Buckhead townhouse, my latest sub and I explored the unthinkable. The six-foot-three, dark and handsome African-American stud looked at his long dark dick, now caged in a chastity device, and then at me, a look of shame mixed with lust on his handsome face. Gently I stroked Darnell's face, and looked into his dark eyes, waiting for him to say the magic words. The ones that would bind him to me forever.
I met Darnell Thompson while visiting my cousin Mona Akech at Clark Atlanta University in the City of Atlanta, Georgia. The six-foot-three, burly and handsome African-American stud took my breath away. Darnell is studying for his Master's degree in Business Administration at C.A.U. and it would seem that fate had plans for us, for I later ran into him on the website Fetlife. The brother is all over groups about female domination, chastity and cuckolding. The wild side of BDSM turns him on. I guess that's why he came to me.
Patiently I lured Darnell into my world. As a dominatrix, I attract my fair share of whackos, disturbed men and women whom I avoid, but I also attract promising recruits. When a handsome, open-minded young black man seeks to explore his submissive side with a strong, sensual, dominant black woman, I'm not the type of dominatrix to pass him up. I play with submissive white guys and bored housewives with latent lesbian tendencies all day long. My brothers are a priority when they reach out to me. I love to mentor young black men in the world of BDSM, especially the ones who are man enough to admit their submissive desires.
"I've got some desires and stuff I've been wanting to explore but I didn't tell anyone about them," Darnell said to me on the phone, six days prior to this amazing encounter in my special dungeon. As I said before, Darnell and I initially met at my cousin's school, then linked up on Fetlife. We exchanged numbers, and began regular conversations about black politics, love, sex, and of course, BDSM, our shared passion. Slowly but surely, I helped the brother admit his submissive desires.
"You need to explore these desires with the right lady, and my dear, admitting it to yourself is the first step, feel no shame for what you are," I said to Darnell, smiling to myself as I talked to him on the phone. That night, I lay on my bed, speaking to my latest prey/pet project in my silken voice, getting him to reveal to me all of his most disturbing desires and forbidden fantasies.
The things this handsome, passionate young brother revealed to me simply amazed me. Darnell, a big man on campus who'd fucked dozens of girls during his illustrious career as a student-athlete at Clark Atlanta University, was curious about cuckolding. I always knew that a male being sexually turned on by watching his wife or girlfriend with other men wasn't an exclusively white phenomenon. Black cuckolds do exist. I know this. I just never thought I'd be lucky enough to meet one. So, Darnell is a cuckold. Cool, the brother came to the right place. I invited Darnell to my dungeon for some fun.
