"Samuel, you're a frigging waste of my time, I don't want anything to do with you, so lose my fucking number," Mistress Whitney, one of Ottawa's top professional dominants, screamed into the phone before hanging up. The curvy, caramel-hued biracial gal sat in the living room of her townhouse located near the Bayshore Mall in Ottawa, Mistress Whitney shook her head. The nerve on that Haitian switch-hitter, Mistress Whitney thought, quietly fuming.
Six years ago, Mistress Whitney met Samuel, at a time when the big and tall young Black man was new to the City of Ottawa. Having moved to the Canadian capital for university studies, Samuel did what a lot of college and university students have a habit of doing when they find themselves in a new metropolis, far from home. The brother with the dopey sweet smile and hidden naughtiness started to experiment with his sexuality, and at the time, Mistress Whitney felt that Samuel came to the right place...
Of course, this was back in the day. Before Samuel admitted to himself that he was a bisexual man, and then wasted Mistress Whitney's time by not showing up when she arranged to make his ultimate fantasy come true. Samuel told Mistress Whitney about his 'Black cuckold' and 'forced male bisexuality' fantasies, and she brought a trusty strap-on dildo and a bisexual male friend to entertain him. And then Samuel bailed out on her, thus souring their once-promising sensual friendship...
Mistress Whitney went back to updating her online profile, still tickled pink by Samuel's audacity in calling her again after all this damn time. If this Haitian bozo ever comes my way again I will kick his ass, Mistress Whitney thought to herself. Lying in bed, she went back to getting her beauty rest. She found herself thinking of her last lover Mr. French, a well-endowed White guy whom she sometimes used as a bull to cuckold her paying male customers. Too bad Mr. French was out of town. In his absence, Mistress Whitney took out her dildo and worked it into her already wet vagina...
"Dammit, it's like that, huh?" Samuel said to himself, looking at his cell phone long after Mistress Whitney hung up. Lying in the basement of his home in the suburb of Barrhaven, Ontario, the big and tall, dark-skinned and burly Haitian kink enthusiast and university student sighed. After logging onto his Wi-Fi, Samuel looked up Mistress Whitney online, and smiled as her decidedly lascivious pictures scrolled up on his phone.
Operating primarily in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, but also in nearby places like Aylmer and Renfrew, Mistress Whitney had quite the presence in the BDSM world of Ontario, Canada. Curvy, with large breasts, wide hips, thick legs and a big round ass, the mixed-race cutie with the angelic face, flexible morals and sensuous smile mesmerized many people and Samuel was definitely one of them. Although he and Mistress Whitney were no longer in good terms, Samuel had many fond memories of her...
