If you are a middle-aged white husband reading this, it is best to acknowledge that you are no longer blinded or indifferent to the truth. The truth you have currently embraced was once rooted in partisan fear that withheld you from embracing your potential. You once thought your sensitive 'whiteness' would protect you throughout your life; you erroneously assumed that it was all you could ever need to navigate your way in this world. You figured you were immune until you attempted an action that brought everything crashing down on you. Something that threw the entire trajectory of your world into a conflating loop, which you currently inhabit.
Allow me to elaborate.
You encountered your sweetheart while in college or back in high-school, and then you both married and began a life together. The years were good to you both: you both began a home, you advanced in the job sector, and your wife bore you wonderful children. Life was great, even though there were minor skirmishes along the way.
Things changed the moment you began desiring your wife to take on a habitual lover. The thought was brief, but gradually it allured in your mind. You wanted your wife to commit to the pleasure of having sex with a black man. You were ignorant of the consequences of your thoughts, unaware of how life-altering this journey would come to rewire your marital life. You were unaware of what was coming, though you had glimpses since you had begun harbouring a proactive presence in numerous online cuckold communities. But even hapless husbands and white bois who populate such dwellings couldn't persuade you not to pursue your mission.
They neglected to talk you out of your desire because they had long become what you and your wife were soon to be. If you were attentive enough, you would have grasped what they were afraid to admit. Or perhaps you knew what they were about and chose not to care. And you didn't because deep down in your gut, you knew you couldn't flee from what was beckoning you towards embracing this novel fetish. This way of life was antagonistic to the very whiteness of your being.
Like a powerful magnet, you were captivated and drawn towards becoming a Black Cock-addict!
Even months after this lifestyle has transformed you into accepting your true submissive nature, you cannot grasp when this desire seriously took a firm hold on you. You couldn't have fathomed how this urgent seed has stayed dormant inside you, patiently awaiting its moment to germinate. That germination required essential stimulants to ignite the seed to sprout its growth in your heart and mind.
It started with the impostor syndrome: You frequently began observing your wife with sharp, intimate detail. Your eyes absorbed her full figure, which has blossomed since she started bearing children. As you continued to observe her whenever she undressed or slipped into an outfit that highlighted her buxom femininity, you couldn't stop wondering what the outcome would resemble if she ever enclosed herself in the arms of another man.
A black man.
The picture of seeing your wife interlocked with a black man became predominant whenever the idea popped into your head, regardless of where you were. Even at work, you couldn't help speculating if your wife had a secret lover stashed somewhere or whatever possible means you could utilise to get her involved with one.
As you can see, you would inevitably start perusing the internet to learn more about this subject, including searching for like-minded individuals who had gotten hooked by a similar addiction and loved it. You realised embracing the Black New World Order was the next step in your marriage evolution. Nothing less would matter if you don't guarantee for yourself the reality of you and your wife indulging and sharing, wanting to see your wife share in the same black cock addiction as you.
The overcoming hurdle involved sitting your wife down and explaining yourself to her. Your only option was to bear your soul, ensuring she understood where you were coming from. Like a fastidious salesman, this was a tough sell to pull through. Your wife hewed and hawed, caustically shut down the idea numerous times and even warned you never to raise it until weeks slipped into months before something inevitably broke inside her. Perhaps it involved her encountering several friends—fellow housewives—who, too, had gone a similar route; it was with some measured reluctance that your wife succumbed to your bidding.
Weeks passed until you eventually found someone for her: a Black Dom who declared his intention wasn't merely coming to fuck your wife, but to own her: to domesticate her into becoming a black cock-whore, and equally to convert you into becoming her submissive sissy.
You laughed, presuming the Dom's words were too outrageous to be considered absolute. Still, you invited him to your abode where your wife's Black Cock Training experience earnestly began.
The Black Dom settled into your home like it was his, and in the preceding weeks, even your curious-minded kids now consider him as part of the household. They are unaware of the constant activity occurring in the main bedroom once the door closes. The intense bouts of aggressive fucking occurring between your wife and her lover. He gets to fuck her every which way to Sunday with utmost girt and pleasure, sealing the deal each time he climaxes in her pussy; only occasionally does he ejaculate in her mouth or splatter across her body. You get the distinct honour of being amazed by his stamina and passion, watching him enslave your wife night after night into becoming his slut. You get to enjoy digesting sloppy seconds out of her creampied pussy, and cleaning the Dom's cock, but not before pleading to him to fuck your wife some more.
The more copious cum he injects into your wife's pussy, the more her whiteness degrades to the point where all she thinks about is Blackness. Her body and essence have become geared towards desiring Black.
Her femininity cup overflows with Black addiction.
She caters to her Black Master's love and has even inspired other women close to her to become part of his Black-Ownership harem of middle-aged white wives.
Even you have since then transformed into a sissy and have equally been spreading the beneficial gospel of what it means to become not only black cock-addicted, but also a Black-Owned couple.
What better way to welcome you into the new way of life awaiting every white couple daring to venture into this Black-Ownership lifestyle.
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