#I do not understand the desire to develop and retain specific preferences but it is not my place to judge this

[leastinsanesscpilot]

XIII▸ Hello Z-341-A. This is Thirteen-E; I hope this message finds you. I'm still not entirely sure how to opperate this part of the account. XIII▸ I wanted to ask you about something, after considering the places our experiences overlap- as always you are under no obligation to answer me, as this is largely curiosity. I do not want to pry. Do you develop personal preferences, now? Were you able/permitted to develop them before? To provide more specific queries if that is so broad to be unwieldy; do you have a favourite colour, or food?

XIII▸ I know from my own experiences many of my fellow FC Projects are not subject to the same restrictions as I am, but- things seem to match more, between us. So I am curious. Did your creators care, whether you had preferences? Do you?

XIII▸ I hope you're doing well. Remember to hydrate however is most convenient to you.

[ XIII-E ]

It is a pleasure to hear from you, XIII-E. This message has found me just fine, as you can see, and I understand the confusion. My first few messages of this type got very lost as I figured out this account. The short answer is no. I was not able to develop personal preferences before and I barely do now. The idea is not quite so foreign to me as one may think, but it is still foreign nonetheless. Before, there was simply no space to develop a personal preference. My line of clones was considered to be unstable, it was advised that time spent out of cryogenic stasis not exceed ten continuous hours at an extreme maximum. My routine before was wake from cryo, immediately be ushered into my mech, drop into an active combat zone, clear it, return to cryo. A blanket "no" is not quite accurate to my ability to develop preferences prior to my acquisition by ThirdComm, however. Between exfiltration and returning to cryo there was typically a period of time wherein our handlers would, for lack of a better term, care for us. It was vital that we metabolize the last of the combat stimulants still in our systems, and the come-down was always hard. Our handlers would be there to ensure that we do not panic and fight, as losing a pilot to a more trigger-happy APMS termination outside of combat was unacceptable and if we went into cryo fighting we would be completely unwieldy the next time they woke us up. I suppose I had preferences during these times, although I tended to have negative association preferences rather than positive association ones. There were certain places I could not abide being touched, certain textures and quality of light that grated on me. As I understand it, many of the clones had similar preferences, and my handler was kind enough to indulge mine. As for my ability to develop preferences now, the types of preferences I develop are largely the same as the ones I had before. Solid food is difficult for me still, but I have discovered that there are certain types and textures of food I cannot stomach. There are certain colors of light that trigger my photophobia. My most sure preference is about my name. My case worker is cagey about whether these count in their mind as actual preferences or not. They claim that these are necessities rather than preferences as I tend to have an extreme negative reaction to all of these things that can adversely affect my health, but given my previous situation I believe it to be more complicated than that. All that is to say that I do technically have preferences, but I do not intend to nor desire to develop more or different ones. The ones I have are unwieldy enough, I have work to do and I do not intend to compromise my effectiveness as a weapon. @xiii-e

[deus-sema]

The discourse surrounding Sauron and Galadriel about love and obsession has been rather interesting to catch up with so far. After going through the perspectives of both those who like this pairing and those who don’t, I think both sides can unite in agreement over this one fact, if nothing else: obsession, without any shred of doubt, exists between them. It exists on both sides for she has been obsessed with him long before he was with her. Yes, it was motivated by unadulterated hatred and a desire for vengeance, but he occupied her thoughts for the better or worse. Now, she has planted herself in his mind too.

Then comes the question of whether whatever there is between them can be considered romantic or not. Is it appropriate to label it as love or not? Here it is a matter of preference which differs from person to person. What will be interpreted as romantic by one may not be so by another and vice versa. It is completely understandable why many will be uncomfortable with the notion of obsession being associated with love. Obsession – over anything and anyone – is usually an unhealthy emotion. Unwanted and unpredictable, it can prove detrimental to both the individual experiencing it as well as the people around them. In the real world, it needs to be recognized for what it is and addressed for the betterment of everyone.

But, herein lies the difference between the world we exist in and fictional worlds. Every work of fiction, regardless of genre, exists on a different plane whose happenings have no bearing on our reality. Fiction is a realm of infinite possibilities which is the reason why people use it for wish fulfillment. People can’t fly or use magic for real but they can do so in a make-believe world. People can cheat death and turn over a new leaf. Foes can become friends and overcome their grievances. They can live happily ever after without any worries about betrayal or loss. It is a place where ideal and unconditional love is allowed to thrive. Simultaneously, it is also where love can exist in flawed, twisted and, even, perverse forms. It can be greedy, possessive, selfish, and warped while still retaining its essence. That is probably the reason why many, myself included, are fascinated with the idea of stories with obsessive love. With the idea of an all-consuming desire and yearning on one character’s part for another that can go on to be destructive. With the concept of evil beings experiencing love. It is why obsession fueled by love, whether executed properly or not, is an integral component of many dark romances. Within stories, it is permitted to be what it is most certainly not in reality. In real life, no emotion – not even what we believe to be love – should override our individual well being or anyone else’s. This is why fiction is a safe space to explore fantasies. Even the most incredulous ones of all.

Now, about how I interpret Sauron and Galadriel, specifically, within the context of this show: It is love. They developed feelings for each other when their paths crossed unexpectedly and they forged an unlikely bond because of the circumstances they faced together. Simple. Unintentionally, Galadriel began to care for her greatest enemy and believed him to be her friend. She is still obsessed with defeating him but whatever she felt for Halbrand now exists alongside her hatred for Sauron. Meanwhile, Sauron is still pretty much evil. He is working to further his own interests or,rather,what he thinks to best for Middle Earth. But, at the same time, he desires Galadriel. Both were visibly attracted to one another in the first season. Even though no words were said, Charlie and Morfydd, being the phenomenally talented and intelligent actors that they are, conveyed it beautifully through their expressions and body language. I don’t think it is a betrayal to the characters either for the show, more or less, took Sauron’s canonical obsession with Galadriel and her persistent defiance against him and added to it a layer of romance which is doomed because of who they are. I don’t claim to know what the show plans on doing with them in future and it is not in my hands. We can only speculate, engage in wishful thinking and write fanfics and AUs if things don’t go the way we want them to.

RoP is a show I’m enjoying so far in all its aspects and I’m not exaggerating when I say that its fandom is one of the most chilled-out and relaxing ones I’ve engaged with in recent times. I’ve gotten to interact with many amazing posts. However I’m well aware that where there is more than one person, there are differences in opinions. Where there are differences, there will be disagreements. Where there are disagreements, there will be clashes. Clashes will lead to fanwars. Fanwars have high chances of turning toxic. I know the drill for I have undergone it in many fandoms. I’ve been carried away by the toxicity and have made my fair share of mistakes too. Those experiences have taught me some important lessons. One mistake I made, rather repeatedly, during my…..enthusiastic….stanning phase was to engage in fights with people whose opinions on a certain topic or fictional character differed from mine. All factions believe their interpretation of whichever nonexistent character they like in whatever made-up story they are into, is the correct one and many a times they can substantiate their claims with reasons. Sometimes, these contrasting opinions lead to some riveting and respectful discussions between people which, to be honest, is the entire point behind a public platform. Sometimes, they result in nasty fights.

Ideally, the feelings of real people should be prioritized over seemingly trivial issues like different preferences in fiction. But if we were capable of that we would all be perfect but, as we all know, perfection exists only in Valinor. Fictional works are dearer to us than some random stranger on the internet. So, when we encounter a radically different opinion about something we are passionate about, the first reaction is usually one of annoyance. Depending on whether it is mild or severe, this annoyance can make us petty. We crave the satisfaction of one-upping those who disagree with us, of validating our perspective over their’s and, as a result, we don’t realize if someone’s feelings get hurt in the process. Or even if we do, the euphoria of ‘winning’ in the discourse makes it easier to sweep the adverse effects under the rug. I don’t believe we need to withhold our opinions to make others happy. We are not bound to understand each other's opinions, much less agree every time. But we do owe it to each other to be civil if not anything else. As for me, what I’m going to try and do is to ignore the takes I disagree with and mind my own business. If it gets too much then I am going to press the block button. I advise those who dislike my opinions and takes to do the same. It’s nothing personal and we all deserve to enjoy in our own spaces while choosing what content we wish to see and engage with without suppressing our thoughts. We deserve to vent as well for it is healthy. I cannot guarantee that I’ll be successful right away for there are still instances when I end up behaving in a manner that is plain immature. But, to paraphrase the late Diarmid who once tried to counsel Sauron (Eru bless his soul), I simply have to keep trying until it becomes a habit.

So, take care everyone, and I hope you all are doing well wherever you are.

[aricazorel]

"Are you jealous?" "No...Maybe." suggested by @russian-dumpling

pairing: Kaidan Alenko x Rebecca Shepard; set during ME1; word count: 1759

Noveria was cold. There was no doubt about that. It was a planet full of constant snowstorms. Nearly an ice planet.

Just like Hoth, Lieutenant Kaidan Alenko thought, unable to help the Star Wars reference. He glanced up at the thick transparent steel windows above that kept the raging winter storm out and the heat in. At least it was warmer than the Rebel Base…

“Hey, Alenko! You still with us?” Shepard’s voice called from beside him.

He glanced over at his CO noting that Ashley and Garrus had disappeared. “Don't you mean you, ma'am?”

“Oh for crying out loud! Don't ma’am me when we're alone,” she chided, a hand on her hip.

“We're still on the job, Commander.”

“Kaidan, is there a reason you're always so formal?”

“Habit it, ma'am, and it keeps me out of trouble.”

“Trouble? You, Alenko? Never.”

The Lieutenant snorted. “You don't know everything about me, Shepard.”

“Not yet,” the red head smirked with a wink.

***

While waiting to meet up with Gianna Parasini, Shepard unsurprisingly had elected to visit a few of the shops for tech and weapons mods. In truth it was the weapons mods that the Commander was really interested in. She only mentioned the tech mods to entice the Sentinel to tag along. In reality she didn't need to bribe him with anything other than herself.

He knew shortly after the Eden Prime mission that he was in trouble. Romantic entanglements with anyone he served with had always been a no no in his book. Falling for a superior officer was definitely not something he had ever seen himself doing. Yet there it was or rather she was standing outside yet another shop staring at the display in the window.

The Lieutenant was definitely in trouble.

He'd once told her he liked adventurous women. Kaidan would be lying to himself he didn't admit that Shepard fit that description to a tee. And that taste in the opposite sex is what would land him in trouble by the end of their current mission. Especially if the glances she was throwing over her shoulder towards him were any indication of things to come.

And there it was. The flirting grin she'd shoot him when she thought no one was looking. Of course Ashley had caught glimpses of it and teased the fire out of him about it. Despite his misgivings about the feelings he knew he was developing for his CO, Kaidan returned the smile as she motioned for him to join her at the display window. And of course he did.

As the Lieutenant walked over to her, Shepard motioned to a cluster of omni tool mods and one very specific omni tool. His eyes lit up as she casually mentioned, “I can open a line of credit with this store. You know. Get the license for the Normandy’s requisition officer so we can access their inventory anytime we want.”

“Really? Alenko asked excitedly as he looked from the Logic Arrest omni tool to Shepard.

With the amused look on her face he couldn't be sure if she were serious or not. Remembering himself he said, “I shouldn't ask you to use Alliance resources or your Specter status just to get me a new ‘tool.”

“But you didn't ask, Kaidan. I offered,” she corrected as she entered the shop. “Besides they have weapons mods too.”

Alenko cocked an eyebrow as he followed. She was his CO, a fellow officer, a friend. Yet he couldn't help but think she might harbor some feelings beyond all of that for him just as he did for her. Should he say anything? Should he let her make the first move? Should he see how things played out?

He sighed as he watched a salesman approach Shepherd with a broad grin. There were regs against fraternization. They were on a mission to stop a rogue Specter and his synthetic army. There was no place for romance, yet his feelings remained.

In an effort to distract himself, he focused his attention on the Logic Arrest Shepard had pointed out. In truth he did need a new omni tool, especially with the current mission. A part of him however couldn't shake the feeling that if he had said yes just a few minutes ago he'd already have a new ‘tool instead of looking at it in the display.

Kaidan let out a low growl. He should be able to focus on things without his thoughts circling back to Shepard. On a mission, in combat, doing his duties. Those instances were too problematic to allow that. The only acceptable exception was if Shepard was in danger.

But his down time? Sure she was nice to look at, athletic, red hair, nice smile, gorgeous eyes, great personality, honest, compassionate, amazing sense of humor, humble, firm. Anyone would be lucky to be the focus of her attention. Yet in the reflection of the display glass he saw her glancing at him as the salesman went on about various mods for her weapons the other man had were noticed Specter issue.

Apparently her status as a Specter had made the rounds rather quickly. Of course salesman wanted to land a large purchase from her then. Either way the Lieutenant could have sworn he saw the Commander wink at him in the reflection before she turned her attention back to the very friendly salesman.

“I can see the Specters have outfitted their newest agent with the latest weapons. Of course you can never go wrong with modifications,” the blond-haired man said smoothly. “Surely having the best mods on the market would help keep your lovely self safe.

“They certainly wouldn't hurt,” Shepard replied an even tone.

“Well, what is your primary weapon?” the man asked. “Maybe your favorite?”

“Those are two different things,” Shepard smirked with her arms folded across her chest.

“Really? For most customers those are one in the same,” the blond man muttered.

“I'm not most customers,” the Commander assured him confidently.

“I see,” the salesman muttered as he opened his ‘tool, showing the inventory available. “Perhaps something for your assault rifle first. We can't have our first human Specter being mowed down by rogue Geth. Protection is everything especially for a beautiful woman such as yourself.”

Kaidan rolled his eyes at the man's blatant attempt to flirt with the Commander in order to make a sale. Fundamentally the Lieutenant knew why the other man was doing it but that didn't deter the desire to tell the man off for disrespecting his CO. If he was totally honest with himself he had to admit that it wasn't just the man's lack of professionalism that bothered him.

He shifted, resisting the urge to go to Shepard’s aid. If she needed help, she would say so.

“I have plenty of protection already,” Shepard said as she gestured towards him. “My Lieutenant over there is an accomplished soldier and biotic. He's covered my six more times than I can count.”

Kaidan knew he was smirking as he caught her eye in the reflection once again. Whether she had intended to or not she had just padded his ego though he would never admit that. “Biotics will only get you so far,” the salesman muttered, his mood souring much to Alenko's delight.

“Oh but you haven't seen the Lieutenant train with his biotics,” Shepard mused with a big grin. “It's …quite the sight.”

Kaidan knew he was blushing as the salesman said, “I can provide you with top-of-the-line weapons mods. I'm afraid I am not licensed for biotic amps.”

Shepard made a noise of acknowledgement before she said, “You know what? I think I'll take that Logic Arrest in the window…and any mod you have for it.”

“Oh well, what about the weapons mods? Surely you need –“

“I already have the most advanced. Me being a Specter and all. But my Lieutenant needs the best omni tool available,” she insisted as she turned to Kaidan.

“I understand but you are his superior. Doesn't that mean –“

“If you can't sell me what I want, I am sure another shop can,” the Commander interrupted as she walked over to the Lieutenant.

“No. No. I can accommodate that,” the salesman said conceding that his sale to the first human Specter would not be as large as he originally thought.

Kaidan couldn't help the shit-eating grin as the salesman was forced to wait on him instead of Shepard.

***

Half an hour later Kaidan sat on the retaining wall of one of the many reflection pools near the shopping promenade as he fiddled with his new omni tool. They were waiting for Ashley and Garrus to rendezvous with them before taking the next step of their mission. For whatever reason, the Commander had spent her time watching him program his preferences into the new Logic Arrest.

He did his level best to ignore the attention until she said lightly, “Are you jealous?”

The Lieutenant paused in his motions as conflicting emotions demanded his answer one way or another. “No …maybe.”

She crossed her arms as she asked in surprise, “Really, Lieutenant? Of a weapons mod salesman?”

Kaidan knew he was blushing as he glanced at the nearby fountain. Was he that obvious? Was she going to give him a dressing down or just tease the crap out of him? Maybe even enlisting the help of Ashley and Joker?

“Hey, Kaidan?” Shepherds voice call to him as he felt a light pressure on his forearm from her hand. The use of his first caught his attention more than her touch.

He glanced back at her, seeing a tender smile. “I can promise you there is nothing to be jealous of. All my attention is on a certain L2 biotic. You might know him.”

Kaidan smiled as he replied, “Yes ma'am.”

Shepard opened her mouth to say something else when she heard Ashley and Garrus call out to them. She shrugged at him as she turned to greet them but not before she winked at the Lieutenant.

He watched as she walked over to their teammates as he finished setting up his tool. Any doubt he had about being more than comrades-in-arms or friends had evaporated. He was more certain than ever that things between them were more complicated than the mission parameters allowed.

But he didn't care. He was definitely in trouble, but he found himself not giving a damn about that either.

He liked adventurous women, and Shepard was definitely that. And so much more.

[duchessofostergotlands]

Breakdown of my views on The Statement: My thoughts in bold

We are pleased to now be able to share with you an update on many of the details agreed at a meeting of The Royal Family in January 2020, which outlines The Duke and Duchess of Sussex’s new roles, taking effect Spring 2020. We had hoped to be allowed to share these details with you sooner (to mitigate any confusion and subsequent misreporting), but the facts below should help provide some clarification around this transition and the steps for the future. Spoiler alert: it doesn’t 

AS AGREED AND SET OUT IN JANUARY 2020:

It is agreed that the commencement of the revised role of The Duke and Duchess of Sussex will take effect Spring 2020 and undergo a 12 month review. No problem here, all makes sense

The Royal Family respect and understand the wish of The Duke and Duchess of Sussex to live a more independent life as a family, by removing the supposed ‘public interest’ justification for media intrusion into their lives. They remain a valued part of Her Majesty’s family. THIS IS SO FUCKING DISRESPECTFUL. “The supposed ‘public interest’ justification for media intrusion.” It’s not supposed. The fact they think that shows such lack of understanding of what their role is. We give them millions, they have a completely unearned influence over government and society at large. To prevent corruption they have to understand that public interest is an incredibly powerful argument. I get that there have been things that have happened that are intrusive and unnecessary, I’ve said that myself. But this is not the way to tackle them because the public interest should be central to everything they do and there were things that were in the public interest that they didn’t consider to be (like Harry’s recent lost case about his cropping of the elephant photo). 

The Duke and Duchess of Sussex will become privately funded members of The Royal Family with permission to earn their own income and the ability to pursue their own private charitable interests. Privately funded means no Duchy support which hasn’t yet been confirmed. This is ultimately misleading because they always had permission to earn their own income as working royals - as Harry knows, he was a soldier earning a wage - but had restrictions because they had to remain accountable. They don’t want the restrictions 

The preference of The Duke and Duchess of Sussex was to continue to represent and support Her Majesty The Queen albeit in a more limited capacity, while not drawing on the Sovereign Grant. HOW DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND YOU COULD NEVER DO THIS??? Again, the total lack of understanding of public sentiment and the important relationship between the public and the monarchy astounds me. What they’re saying is that they wanted to continue to be working royals and represent the UK officially with all of the power and privilege that comes with it but not have any of the ties that make them accountable. That’s not how it works. 

While there is precedent for other titled members of the Royal Family to seek employment outside of the institution, for The Duke and Duchess of Sussex, a 12-month review period has been put in place. There is no precedent for this situation and the fact that they keep saying that is feeding the stan nonsense about them being treated more harshly. Other royals are allowed to make income outside of the monarchy - as Meghan and Harry were at all times - but have to have approval from the Queen and the Lord Chamberlain. They didn’t want that which is their right - but is also their choice! 

Per the agreement The Duke and Duchess of Sussex understand that they are required to step back from Royal duties and not undertake representative duties on behalf of Her Majesty The Queen. Yep, all good

As agreed and set out in January, The Duke and Duchess of Sussex will retain their “HRH” prefix, thereby formally remaining known as His Royal Highness The Duke of Sussex and Her Royal Highness The Duchess of Sussex. The Duke and Duchess of Sussex will no longer actively use their HRH titles as they will no longer be working members of the family as of Spring 2020. Yep, all good. I don’t really think it was ever necessary for them to drop the HRH but that’s just my view 

As the grandson of Her Majesty and second son of The Prince of Wales, Prince Harry, The Duke of Sussex remains sixth in line to the throne of The British Monarchy and the Order of Precedence is unchanged. Yep, totally cool. Now tell us whether he’ll remain a Counsellor of State which is a major constitutional issue 

It was agreed that The Duke and Duchess will no longer be able to formally carry out ‘official duties’ for The Queen or represent The Commonwealth, but they will, however, be allowed to maintain their patronages (including those that are classified as ‘royal’ patronages). Yep, no problem with this. This is about the individual relationship between the couple and their patronages, not about the BRF

It is agreed that The Duke and Duchess of Sussex will continue to require effective security to protect them and their son.  This is based on The Duke’s public profile by virtue of being born into The Royal Family, his military service, the Duchess’ own independent profile, and the shared threat and risk level documented specifically over the last few years. No further details can be shared as this is classified information for safety reasons. The monarchy has not confirmed this and as their first statement is now almost complete rubbish, I’m waiting to see if this turns out to be true long term. We have a right to know which countries are paying for their security, however. Canada has a right to know, we have a right to know if our taxpayer funds are going towards people who don’t live here or work here 

In relation to the military, The Duke of Sussex will retain the rank of Major, and honorary ranks of Lieutenant Commander, and Squadron Leader. During this 12-month period of review, The Duke’s official military appointments will not be used as they are in the gift of the Sovereign. No new appointments will be made to fill these roles before the 12-month review of the new arrangements is completed. This isn’t what we’d been led to believe so I’m not sure what the truth is here. I expect the BRF will have to clear it up  

While per the agreement, The Duke will not perform any official duties associated with these roles, given his dedication to the military community and ten years of service he will of course continue his unwavering support to the military community in a non-official capacity. As founder of the Invictus Games, The Duke will proudly continue supporting the military community around the world through the Invictus Games Foundation and The Endeavour Fund. It’ll be interesting to see how this works because the Endeavour Fund is a project of the Royal Foundation so will he be privately funding it? Which contradicts with their point below? Or will he be doing work for the Royal Foundation? 

Based on the Duke and Duchess of Sussex’s desire to have a reduced role as members of The Royal Family, it was decided in January that their Institutional Office would have to be closed, given the primary funding mechanism for this official office at Buckingham Palace is from HRH The Prince of Wales. The Duke and Duchess shared this news with their team personally in January once they knew of the decision, and have worked closely with their staff to ensure a smooth transition for each of them. I get why they might be trying to frame this as out of their control but they decided to step back and they bear all the responsibility for these people losing their jobs. Take ownership of what you do. If they’d just included the below point it would have been fine. 

Over the last month and a half, The Duke and Duchess have remained actively involved in this process, which has understandably been saddening for The Duke and Duchess and their loyal staff, given the closeness of Their Royal Highnesses and their dedicated team.

As The Duke and Duchess will no longer be considered full-time working Members of The Royal Family, it was agreed that use of the word ‘Royal’ would need to be reviewed as it pertains to organisations associated with them in this new regard. More details on this below. No problem. I didn’t necessarily think this needed to happen but it’s probably cleaner. 

ADDITIONAL DETAILS:

As shared in early January on this website, The Duke and Duchess of Sussex do not plan to start a ‘foundation’, but rather intend to develop a new way to effect change and complement the efforts made by so many excellent foundations globally. This point and the sentences below are utter gibberish. Stop with the buzz words (literally every charity is cause driven jfc...) You also did call it a Foundation when you legally registered it so I can’t imagine why people would possibly be confused you’re saying it’s not a Foundation

The creation of this non-profit entity will be in addition to their cause driven work that they remain deeply committed to. While The Duke and Duchess are focused on plans to establish a new non-profit organisation, given the specific UK government rules surrounding use of the word ‘Royal’, it has been therefore agreed that their non-profit organisation will not utilise the name ‘Sussex Royal’ or any other iteration of ‘Royal.’ Fine

For the above reason, the trademark applications that had been filed as protective measures and that reflected the same standard trademarking requests as done for The Royal Foundation of The Duke and Duchess of Cambridge, have been removed. I do think it was fair enough to point this out because the press have been suggesting the trademark was about selling stuff with their name on it when everyone trademarks stuff as a protective measure

While there is not any jurisdiction by The Monarchy or Cabinet Office over the use of the word ‘Royal’ overseas, The Duke and Duchess of Sussex do not intend to use ‘Sussex Royal’ or any iteration of the word ‘Royal’ in any territory (either within the UK or otherwise) when the transition occurs Spring 2020. This was definitely Harry. Anyway this is something that again seems to ignore public sentiment. The primary view was that they could do what they want but not claim to be Royal. This isn’t just the Queen being a meanie, it’s the Queen and the Government respecting public opinion. But ultimately, they chose to agree to this. They could use Royal if they wanted to, they acknowledge there’s no jurisdiction. So either do what you want or stop whingeing about it 

As The Duke and Duchess of Sussex continue to develop their non-profit organisation and plan for their future, we hope that you use this site as the source for factual information. In Spring 2020, their digital channels will be refreshed as they introduce the next exciting phase to you. “Source for factual information.” Given that your entire first statement was bollocks and you’ve misled people in this one I don’t really trust that you’re the source for factual information. You’re the source for your version of events. Which you’re entitled to be, but don’t paint it as the objective truth. No one should present themselves as infallible and above questioning 

The Duke and Duchess of Sussex eagerly await the opportunity to share more with you and greatly appreciate your support!

[spiritus-sonne]

Where Gender & Animality Meet

I thought I had posted this here, but turns out I didn't. This is a writing I did expressing various things related to my experience and identity of having a "nonhuman gender". I have thankfully come across some others who can relate to this, even if their experiences are specifically different from mine, it's comforting to read them nevertheless. Of course, I've had to see skeptics about it who either trivialize my experience and identity, state it's impossible to have a nonhuman gender (because "gender is a human construct" or that "it just doesn't make sense for a gender to be nonhuman"), and/or that gender is only a social construct so I shouldn't even bother with introspecting on my gender and seeking to understand it. Which, this being Tumblr, I'll probably get more of that by posting this here, but oh well.

So with that, here's the essay:

I periodically get times of trying to figure out what to call my gender and how to explain it well.  Of the established terms, demifemale maybe the closest one I’ve found.  Recently I came across the term “xenogender” and noticed it can be used in relating, for example, animals to gender, and thought that maybe it was close to my experience/identity, but after looking further into it, the term and concept doesn’t fit me, as it’s more so about symbolic or sensory explanations for gender or utilizes nounself-genders—which just isn’t fitting to me.

Another issue I have with using xenogender for myself is that my gender still feels like it is “binary” in the sense of feeling like and identifying as “female”.  However, it is on a nonhuman spectrum of gender without being symbolic—more of a literal kind of nonhuman gender, in contrast to how xenogender tends to be used.  The definition, though, seems mostly fitting of my gender if taken in that literal sense and if it wasn’t restricted to nonbinary genders.  I guess I could be considered adjacent to or overlapping with xenogender.

Demifemale still feels not quite right but is closer than others I’ve come across so far because I do see myself as partially feminine (specifically just feminine leaning), no (human) masculinity in my identity, and not a blend of feminine and masculine (like androgynous would be).  I’m comfortable referring to myself as she/her and female, though I tend to think that what *I* mean by female for myself is rather different than what is generally meant by human society as female.  If anything, I’d call it something like “neuter-female”, but that still doesn’t get into the depth of what the hell I am gender-wise.

Now granted, maybe I shouldn’t even be caring much about a term to fit my gender identity, especially with so many terms and definitions already and with more being coined as time goes on.  I know I don’t need a term for it, let alone some perfectly-fitting one.  However, at least thinking about the terminology and exposing myself to some of these terms helps in my introspection and toward better understanding myself, including in relation to and in contrast to other people.  It also lets me understand the extent of my personal animality and how it permeates through into so much of who and what I am on a non-physical level.  Over time, in part through considering these gender identity terms, I’ve developed a better concept and understanding of just what gender means to me and how or where I fall along the vast diversity of gender identity.

If anything, I kind of like the term “feragender”, which I came up with only to follow that with a web search and finding someone last year had coined it online.  Though their definition still kind of fits, just without the specification of *wild* animal because I don’t see mine as specific to being a *wild* creature.  Sure, “fera-“ denotes wild, but honestly so many other terms I thought of were already coined and weren’t fitting (e.g., aliagender, zoogender (granted, I don’t like the sound or look of that one—just personal preference), allogender).  And zoanthgender sounds okay, but too specific-sounding, even though this is ultimately meant for *me*–I’m just weird and like it broader than that **shrugs**.  I suppose feragender, neuter-female is about as specific and fitting I have currently.

So aside from all this terminology stuff, what even *is* my gender identity like?  Well, from what I’ve figured out so far, I see myself as *female*, but not human-female.  It’s essentially a different construct and spectrum from that of human-specific gender.  I, beyond gender, identify as both, intrinsically, human and nonhuman—humanoid and non-humanoid.  And that runs through into my gender, it turns out (I’m not surprised, honestly).  At my core, I am a shapeshifting (to a restricted number of forms/creatures) humanoid who happens to live a mundane human life in a human body, and that pervades into the whole of what is *me*.

My understanding of my gender deals with concepts derived from the sexual, genital, and sex hormonal aspects and influences of a creature that doesn’t exist.  I’ve realized there’s basically a concept my mind identifies as fitting my gender that happens to be based on some kind of shapeshifting humanoid creature, which has therefore previously made extra difficulty in me understanding, let alone explaining and naming, my personal gender.

About these humanoid creatures: they still have males, females, and in-betweens/others in regards to sexes (let alone genders), but they have distinct differences from that of human sexes.  They are sexually dimorphic, but only mildly (less than humans).  All sexes have minimal body and facial hair (their hair is mainly on scalp, eyelashes, and eyebrows, with thin, fine, and light-colored hair over the rest of their bodies, including armpits and pubic area).  Females have permanent breasts like humans, but their vulva is minor (only a slit or hole); they are more “curvaceous” like human females tend to be.  Males have no external genitalia (only an external slit or hole as the opening) and have a human-like androgynous appearance to their bodies.  They don’t have much in the way of femininity or masculinity in the sense of how it is often conceived for humans in general.  Actually, I don’t know if that’s really just an attribute of those creatures or if it’s mainly a “me” thing from me seeing myself as basically a “neutered” nonhuman creature/humanoid.

In my case, for my gender identity, I would be like one of those females although a “neutered” one (post development of secondary sex characteristics)—retaining a sexuality and sex drive (based out of pleasure, not for reproduction or from sex hormone influence), and identify as sterile.  I also sometimes when my libido and arousal are strong experience an erect phantom humanoid penis (I don’t have a good concept of its form, but it’s without testicles), though so far I don’t consider that part of my gender identity—I feel it is just something strange I experience for whatever reason.  Though perhaps it’s a humanoid internal penis that I only feel when it is erect and “unsheathed” in an external position—I really don’t know yet.  Also, at times I have the desire to do binding of my breasts (though I’ve never journeyed into actually trying it), including feeling sometimes (not always) more aesthetic and sensory-based satisfaction when my breasts feel relatively flatter due to wearing certain kinds of shirts.  So I feel like I primarily identify as a female gender of that strange humanoid species, while also, less often feel myself fluctuate toward the male (more androgynous and not masculine) part of the species’ spectrum.

It’s all very strange (having a “nonhuman gender”, so to speak) and I haven’t yet found someone who experiences this sort of thing, but then again, it’s a difficult thing to figure out (has taken me several years to nail down this much), is outside the human ‘normal’ spectrum of gender and sex, and is probably something that very relatively few people experience.  It would be tricky to ‘transition’ to feel more comfortable with myself and body, but I’ve taken some steps—I did get sterilized a few years ago, so that’s at least something closer to the whole “neutered” aspect (to be fully ‘neutered’ I’d have to have my ovaries and uterus removed and that would have its own set of health issues following it), and I keep my legs and armpits shaved close most of the time (to me it’s not a “female-specific” thing, as I noted above regarding the appearances of that humanoid species).  I haven’t worn makeup in a long time—lack of motivation is part of the reason (I’m content with my face looking how it does, sans things like plucking my eyebrows or reducing my acne), but I will note that initially in high school when I started wearing makeup, it was largely inspired by *men* wearing similar styles of makeup that I went with, as also the same men influencing my hairstyles back then sometimes; I see makeup as a gender-neutral thing, even if it isn’t treated that way in a lot of our societies.  Beyond that, I’ll never have my genitals transitioned to be more like I feel they should be.

While I’m at it, I’ll throw some in here about my sexuality.  For years I’ve identified as gray-asexual, more specifically now as demisexual, which I feel is fitting enough for me, along with polysexual, though confirming the polysexuality is tricky giving that I’m demisexual and have only been sexually attracted to I think two people in my life (one a transman and the other a transwoman).  When I’m outside of one of those romantic relationships (and before I developed a genuine romantic attraction to either person), I have been devoid of sexual attraction and even lacking a sex drive.  For the past several years I’ve been in a stable romantic relationship and it started off with some level of sexual attraction (already romantically attracted to this person and been with them previous times) and maybe a low to moderate sex drive.  But for the past few years the sexual attraction and, especially sex drive, have been high.  Personally, I think it relates to my chronic depression, as some fucked up way to balance out the fact that around the same time as the sex drive went up, my ability to feel pleasure during sex dropped (sexual anhedonia) and so did my ability to orgasm.  So it feels weird to be a demisexual person with such a high libido and high sexual attraction (albeit, all directed at either one human person or, alternatively, fictional humanoid creatures), and on top of that being anorgasmic and having sexual anhedonia.  My body and mind are just odd when it comes to this stuff.

[goodnightallwhites]

Loving couples descent this time with interracial By Skiddely

Loving couples descent this time with interracial 

By Skiddely 

Submitted: March 7, 2020 Updated: March 7, 2020 

Its the same story as "A loving couples descent into cuckolding." Except this one has a specific focus on interracial relationships. I know most people dont like this stuff so i decided to make an alternative version of the story. This should make both sides happy. Or mad. Who knows. 

Provided by Hentai Foundry.

Chapter 1 - Little Talks 2 

Chapter 2 - Buying toys 5 

Chapter 3 - I cant think of any chapter names 12 

Chapter 4 - Not like anyone cares about chapter names either 

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Chapter 5 - Interracial gloryhole fun Part 1 22 

Chapter 6 - Interracial gloryhole fun Part 2 28 

1 - Little Talks 

“Listen, we gotta talk. No, no its nothing serious I just want to talk. Come on baby take a seat.” Your girlfriend, well fiancée if you want to be specific, usually wasn’t into the whole “serious talk thing”. She was easy going, never bringing drama into your relationship, always ready for a new adventure. Nothing could stop her from expending her energy. And she does have a lot of energy. Energy she usually spends with rigorous exercise. Hitting the gym, cardio, kickboxing, dancing and so much more, anything she could do to properly tire her out and to truly satisfy her need to feel truly exhausted. Once things for sure, her need for exercise definitely showed. Her squats had made her butt and thighs massive. Her muscles were made of steel, but even despite the cardio she still retained a nice and comfortable layer of fat that kept her warrior body from becoming uncomfortably hard. Burying your head in her thigs, getting a lap pillow, there’s nothing more comfortable than that. Luckily she had good fortune in the DNA department, seeing as how her fat deposits hit just the right spots. Soft where it counts with banging abs any man would drool over. An ass that wont quit is one thing, her ample D-cups another. Unmistakably perky and perfectly shaped her breasts drew the attention of both men and women. What they didn’t get to see though were her nipples. Well neither did you. Or she. She was a bit self-conscious about them, seeing as how her innies were usually hidden from the world. It took a bit of coaxing and gentle sucking to expose them to the world, but it was worth it. Sensitive, stiff pink nipples that could make her scream in pleasure with just the slightest bit of stimulation. Any man could see that with a body like her she was simply born to pleasure black guys. She was made for them. Inferior white boys wouldn’t even be able to get past her cheeks! It really was her destiny to be black bred. 

Of course her body wasn’t everything she had going for her. Her body made their heads turn, but her face shifted their attention. It was a sensual face, sculpted by the god of love himself. Plush pink lips made men and women wish for her kisses, a delicate nose adorned her face, Icey blue eyes could see deep into men’s souls and a pair of sharp eyebrows that gave her look a slightly dangerous appeal. Whenever she was mad at you, which only happened rarely, she set those eyes on you, melting your heart quicker than an icecube in the sun. Seeing her pout was also quite nice. She could change her look in seconds, going from sensual to cute to mature in a moments notice, all while remaining perfectly genuine. She wasn’t an actress, no her emotions were written plainly on her face, something she was very aware of. When she was mad she usually hides her face under her hair, a messy look that only works when she untangles the blonde ponytail she usually keeps at almost hip length. Her silky hair was definitely another strong point of her. Ponytail, messy bun, twin tails, doesn’t matter she could rock it all. Her hair was made to be grabbed, to be pulled by a black alpha male thug who could really give her what she needed. She was undeniably cute, the object of many men’s desire to be sure, but then again so were you. Its certainly surprising that she’s not in a relationship with a musclebound black hunk with a 10 inch BBC, settling down with you instead. You on the other hand were not exactly the posterchild for traditional masculinity. You were smaller than her, had less muscle and had a noticeably feminine build. Wide hips a cute face that many girls would kill for, small shoulders, delicate hands and feet, thighs for days, everything a girl (or hunk) could ask for really. The only exceptional part about you would probably be how unexceptional your private parts were. 12cm (4,7inches) erect puts your clearly under the national average and your walnut sized testicles that only produce small amounts of watery seed were nothing to 

write home about either. 

And yet you two were together. Have been together since primary school really. Your parents knew each other, you were always together, playing house, dress up, cops and robbers, everything that children do together. This didn’t change as you got older. You were always together and when you eventually got into puberty and started to develop interest in the opposite sex it was inevitable that you two would get together. You haven’t been apart since then. Well there was that one period in time when you made her mad and she broke up with you for a month. She did go out with this black guy she met on a city trip to detroit during that time, but that was all just an attempt at making you jealous, right? Regardless, you’re living a perfect life now. You’re both young and attractive, you have a well paying job, your wife stays at home and greets you with a homecooked meal every day in your nice penthouse apartment. She had proposed to you a while ago, getting down on one knee in that expensive restaurant that oversees the whole city. It was perfect really. And now your fiancée has been talking about children and pregnancy. How much better can it get? So what could she possibly want to talk about now? 

“Come here baby lets give you a smooch... you really are so incredibly cute when you blush like that. Just lay back, I know how much you like it when I let you use my thighs as a pillow. Now listen, we have to talk about something. I want you to promise me that you’ll listen to me to the end without interrupting, can you do that? Good boy. Well you see, I was fixing up your office yesterday, cleaning some of the dust and getting your stuff back in order. You really can be so unorganized. Anyways, as I was saying, I was cleaning your office and I happened to move your mouse as I was dusting off your desk and well... I accidentally clicked on your internet browser and it seems as though it didn’t shut off properly last time you used it and well... It opened up your browser from that evening. Now I’ve always wanted whats best for you. That’s why I always ask what you’d like to do in the bedroom. The cosplay and the... the buttstuff you like... and the facesitting... I just want you to be satisfied and happy when we’re together you know... so I was a little bit shocked when I saw your browser. I really couldn’t stop myself from looking through everything. Black on white cuckolding. Small white penis humiliation. Rimming black men. Pegging. Enforced whiteboi chastity. Cum eating. Cock and ball torture and even mandatory castration for all tiny pricked whiteboys? I’d be lying if I said that I wasn’t a bit shocked. All those videos of white boys being humiliated, unable to get off as their girlfriends are getting pleasured by superior blackmen with their big black cocks? So many videos of fertile white women eating ass on BlackedRaw? At first I was horrified and was thinking about finding therapy for you. I heard there’s a Doctor Ziegler in town, she’s apparently specialized in this kind of stuff, but eventually I started to understand. I looked up information on the internet, stories from people that experienced this kind of stuff, the cuckolding stuff, getting BLACKED, professional domes talking about getting paid to trample men’s testicles, how male chastity actually benefits a relationship, all of that. It really began to intrigue me. I actually found some very interesting infographs on why exactly white women prefer black cock. How black cock hits our sweet spots just right, melaning receptors in the vagina, alpha male stuff. You know me, I’m straight forward like that. Its why I decided to get it all out on the table here and now. I was going to ask you if this was just a fantasy you want to keep for yourself, but looking at that wet spot in your pants and that tiny little tent you’re pitching, I can tell that you’re really enjoying this, aren’t you baby?” Her chuckles were always a great way to cheer you up. Hearing her chuckle about your small erection in your pants was new though. She had never made fun of your feminine physique, unlike that guys back at school she always supported you. Having her betray that confidence and understanding was something you never had expected. And whats worse is that you’d never have expected it to be this arousing. With one hand she caresses your head, going through your hair, massaging your scalp gently. 

With the other she pleasantly begins to rub your little cock through your pants. 

“Well I also have a little confession. I didn’t want to hurt your feelings so I never talked about it, but I think you’re able to take it now. Maybe you’ll even enjoy it a little huh baby? Well here goes. The reason why I always tire myself out exercising is because I’ve never been tired out in the bedroom. We’ve been together for years now and you haven’t properly satisfied me during that entire time. No its alright baby don’t be mad. Its just that you don’t have the right equipment down there. I know you eat pussy like a champ and I really enjoy that, but sometimes a gal needs something a little different. Something big to really stir her up from the inside, make her feel like a real woman. Sometimes women just need to be messed up, have their hair pulled as a thick cock forces its way inside of her. Having her head pushed down into the sheets to stop her from moaning, getting choked by muscle bound black thug until she’s barely even conscious anymore and the only thing she can think of is his fat black cock getting her addicted. You know, just girl things.” You’re a little bit shocked, but the sensation of getting your tiny white cocklet rubbed by her hands is enough to drown out everything else. You need to please her so she can please you so you can please her. Making her happy is what your life is all about after all. “I really like these fantasies. They got me thinking, why don’t we try roleplaying some of them? We’ll buy ourselves some toys and reenact some of your fantasies. Have a little fun together. We could sit down and watch some of your favorite little smut movies while we masturbate. We could look up some of those infographics I was talking about. They’re great at explaining why women cant be satisfied by anything under 8 inches. That should help you understand why exactly you’ve never sexually satisfied me. What do you think, doesn’t that sound fun?” She had increased her rhythmic strokes over your pants, the sensation of her warmth through the fabric causing you to dribble out even more of your precum. Watching cuckold porn with your girlfriend, hearing her talk about how much thicker and better their big black cocks are and how you couldn’t possibly compare to them? Letting her squeeze your testicles to release the pent up rage of an unsatisfied sex life? It sounds like heaven. Even if she wasn’t coercing you with an over the clothes handjob you would’ve said yes immediately. Hearing you whisper your consent caused her to pick up the pace even further, focusing more on your foreskin covered glans. With two of her fingers she twirls your cocklet around, using both the fabric of your pants aswell as your foreskin to stimulate it. With just those two fingers she finishes you off, applying more pressure than before, twisting and turning her fingers around your glans until you finally hit the crescendo and the warm watery jizz stains your pants completely. 

“I’m really happy you’re into this as much as I am. I was afraid you’d be freaked out by the whole thing. Lets go out shopping for some toys tomorrow, its your day off isn’t it? Perfect. We’ll look for some toys in that store my friend works at. She’ll give us some great advice, I just know it. And after that we’ll come back home, set up some candles, drink a little bit of wine and settle down right here on the sofa to look at our favourite movies!” 

2 - Buying toys 

“Alright I’ll be the first one to say it: I’m excited. I’m really really excited. I told Mia we were coming and she sounded just as excited it about as me. We were both squeeling on the phone when I told her we’d come buy to do some shopping. I’m glad you weren’t there to hear it. Embarrassing stuff. There it is, that one on the corner. The big one.” This was less of a sextoy shop and more of a sex toy mekkah. There were at least 3 floors of toys, movies and more XXX NSFW work stuff in that shop. At least that what it looks like from the outside. And apparently this Mia lady was the owner of the whole thing. Seems like she made it big with stocks or something and now she’s just doing this whole sexshop thing for the hell of it. That would also explain how she could afford this place. Just from the outside anyone could tell that this isn’t some raunchy run of the mill sex shed. The automatic doors open up to provide a nice retreat from the summer heat. Your girlfriend was wearing a nice airy summer dress, but even despite that, the sweat was pooling between her breasts, dripping down from her thighs. It wasn’t much easier for you. Thanks to your girly appearance, your girlfriend used to enjoy dressing you up when you were both a bit younger. That hasn’t changed too much. Your girlfriend really enjoys to dress you up in girly clothes, pretending you’re just another cute friend of hers as you’re out on the town. At first you were against it, but crossdressing has become a guilty pleasure long ago. So here you are, wearing your red and black checkered skirt and a white shirt that is already almost see through on account of your sweat. The only thing that’s different from the usual is the fact that she’s also making you wear women underwear. This is certainly a new development, but as it turns out, her jetblack panties are actually quite comfortable. The bra though? Who even makes a bra like this? It’s a bra for people that don’t need a bra. And leaving the nipples exposed? That just defeats the point of a bra! Its no wonder that your nipples are hard the entire time, rubbing against the fabric of your shirt. 

Thankfully the place was completely air conditioned. And surprisingly full besides. There were couples and single women in every aisle browsing the wares. It looks like the ground floor wasn’t really dedicated to the more extreme side of carnal pleasure. The entire ground floor seems to be dedicated to exotic lingerie, dessous, erotic costumes for exotic roleplay, cosplay and just all around normal, yet high class underwear. Its not exactly what you expected. It’s a lot nicer than what you expected, that’s for sure. Another thing that you didn’t expect was Mia. Having not taken 3 steps into the interior of the place you were already detected. And assaulted. Never before have you seen a woman go for a running jump-hug with your girlfriend. Its not something that normally happens to you, but it seems like she was already expecting, consider how easily she catches the woman in her arms, spinning her around and around and around before letting her down gently. She wasn’t exactly what you had imagined when she told you about Mia. About 5’4, hair a shade of black tied up in a neat bun, a nice plump rear with fairly small breasts all tucked into a neat jeans and shirt combo. What’s unexpected about her would be the piercings she flaunted. Her ears were just covered in bling, a ring adorned her left eyebrow, snakebites in her lower lip and a little stud in her nose took all the attention away from the barbell nipple piercings anyone could see as they print through her shirt. A small tattoo adorned her face, just below the left eye. It was small enough to be covered up by a Band-Aid if need be. A black ace of spades with a Q in the middle. The woman was undeniably attractive, but the ornaments in her face gave her a lingering sense of danger. One that instantly 

dissipates as she begins to speak. 

“Oh my god! Its been so long since I’ve last seen you! Look at you, strutting your stuff like that. You’re looking even finer than last time I saw you. Just take a look at those thighs. Just delicious. I’d like to take another peek at what’s between them if you don’t mind. Haha just kidding just kidding. It really is great to see you though. And who is this cute little girl by your side? Just kidding, I can tell you’re mister boyfriend from the way you’re squirming. She’s making you wear panties isn’t she? I already knew your woman was a genuine pervert, but its good to see that she has found someone else to share her kinks. Lets go somewhere a little less crowded and a little more comfortable. I want to hear all about you two. I’ll make sure both of you come out of here entirely satisfied. With a sly grin she gestures both of you to follow her. In a quiet corner on the second floor she had a nice little couch corner set up. One of her employees was bringing you coffee and tea as you sat down in the comfy little part of her toy store. The second floor seems to be what most people would consider to be a “proper” sextoy store. Dildos, vibrators, bondage gear, rope, masturbation sleeves and even stranger things were on display here. “So tell me, what are you looking for today? You already told me a little bit, but didn’t go into any details. Your cute little boyfriend isn’t packing the heat you need and now you’re looking for something to get your rocks off?” She hadn’t said it with malice and yet, knowing that your wife shared your tiny little secret with her friend still stung. Your cheeks flush red with embarrassment over your humiliation. 

“Aww baby don’t be mad. We have to be honest here, that’s the whole point! Mia is not only a very good friend, she’s also the worlds best sex toy expert. Now let me explain. A few days ago I accidentally stumbled on over his web browser and got a look at his search history and of course I was shocked at the start, but I’ve come to realize that we love each other and that we should our lovemaking to the next level. So now we’re here. We’re looking for some fun toys that we can use, maybe some we could use together? See my boyfriend is into a lot of different kinks. He likes to have his anus stimulated for example. Gets him hard and, with a tiny bit of handy help, squirting in an instant. I only used one finger so far, but it I could tell he was just begging for more. What else. Well he enjoys this thing called SPH. Its short for “small penis humiliation”. I don’t know if there are any toys for that but we should keep that in mind while we’re looking. Oh yes cock and ball torture. That’s a big one. There were a lot of videos of women squeezing men’s testicles, putting them in vices, beating them, electroshocking, all of that. There’s got to be a big department for that right? Last but not least: He’s really into cuckolding. Well the fantasy of me getting breed by handsome black men really. We havent tried it, but it does sound very exciting, don’t you think?” With every word your girlfriend said you could see Mia’s eyes light up further. She was already going through a mental list of every toy in her store to see just what would fit you both. 

“You’re in luck. This store has everything you could ever want and more. There’s really no need to be embarrassed. You see my boytoy, really more like my slave, he’s also into all of those kinks. Well not into SPH, he has a 9 incher, but everything else he’s totally into. He’s still a whiteboy so I wouldn’t ever let him get some You should meet him, maybe a double date? We’re actually thinking about getting pregnant but even if I wanted a whiteboy to impregnate me, ugh, I know right, he can’t even produce any swimmers anymore with all this casual testicle torture I put him under. I actually had his sperm checked out a while ago. We did some kinky shit together and I wanted to know if he was even able to produce sperm still. After that one time where I ruptured both of his testicles by stomping on them I felt like having a little laugh and decided to get his semen checked out. What can I say, another whiteboy leaves the DNA pool. What else is new? Anyways, we decided that I 

should just black bred while he watches and holds my hands. Its nice to indulge ourselves. What were we talking about? Ah right, sextoys. Toystore. Yup. Why don’t we start with some of the simple stuff. We’ll find you a nice little toy to stuff your snatch with. That should be a good way to ease you guys into this.” Having completed your tea time, the three of you go on your journey through the second floor. You passed some crazy stuff on the way. Dildo’s so big they could kill a man, dildos shaped like animal penises, horsecocks and dogcocks, buttplugs that could double as traffic cones, you even found some of those hentai bullet vibes you always though didn’t even exist. Eventually you hit the dildo isle that was made with humans in mind. Mia doesn’t need to look for too long before she finds what she’s looking for. 

“This baby right here. Its our best seller and I have to say, for beginners this is definetly the best choice. I mean you clearly havent been stretched out properly lately, not since we were going wild in uni atleast.” Wait what? Sure, your girlfriend attended uni without you, but you were still together during that time. You were the only successful long distance relationship in the world! “Haha look at you squirm mister boyfriend. I was just kidding. Anyways, this one is a nice 8 incher, all of it insertable, with a 5 inch girth. Its actually almost 3 inches longer and half an inch thicker than the average penis out there. Its not the sizequeens choice, but it’ll get you there in time. This one isn’t a real BBC, way too small so it actually comes in different colours but we don’t actually stock those here. This place is black only if you catch my drift.” Your girlfriend is quite happy with what she has, suggesting instead, that the three of you look for something for something you can enjoy. 

“Alright just follow me over here. Now I know you’re still new to anal, one finger in is just like third base, so you’re still a virgin. With anal you gotta start slow. So I’d recommend training your way up. This right here is a set of buttplugs that are great as a starting toy. They come in 3 different sizes. That way you have something to look forward to every time you manage to take one in. Now this right here is our intermediate toy. The missing link between those plugs and your girlfriends new lover. Its more average, only 5 inches insertable length. Nothing a woman would actually feel, but for anal it should be good enough. Once you got this one you can try taking hers. And while we’re at that topic... here you go. It’s a harness. You can put a dildo right there and fuck your partner with it. There’s nothing quite like a relaxing pegging session to reward your sub. Having him impale himself on your massive girlcock. It’s a classic.” With each new item in the bag, the entire thing becomes more real and also more exciting. Just the thought of actually using these toys makes your heart beat so much faster. After purchasing copious amounts of lube, some of it the classic water based liquid lube, some of it a king of butter like lube that’s often used for fisting, as well as a bunch of condoms (gotta keep those toys clean of course), you’re once again back at the sofa corner drinking some tea together. “Thank you so much Ami. Really, this is fantastic. There’s just so many choices! I really do feel like a kid in a toy store. I just wanted to ask, since we’re already here... what about some of the more... special stuff? You know the CBT stuff? I was also wondering if you guys made like... uhm... you know chastity cages and stuff?” Once again your girlfriend surprises you. You hadn’t even talked about chastity at all. You were only supposed to buy some toys so you could masturbate together... “There’s nothing to be ashamed of! Say it loud and proud. Chastity cage. Cock and ball torture. See, the world is still standing. Some people like more exotic stuff, no big deal! Now to answer your question, 

yes we do have chastity and CBT toys. They’re up on the third floor. We actually have some glory holes up there as well, so if your boyfriend ever wanted to get himself a little bit of extra cash, boyholes are in high demand at the moment. He’d have to train a little bit considering how many customers we get every day, but once you get the hang of it, its really a lot of fun. If you’re lucky you can actually get your ass plowed by 7 or 8 cocks on the same day! Imagine having 8 niggers mix and stir their nutbutter inside of your asshole with their thick fuckpoles. Gets a gal wet just thinking about. We’re actually fixing your toys in the wall for their shift so their whole butt sticks out along with their cock. Their hands and feet are also exposed to give our clients the feeling that they’re actually fucking a person, not just a fleshlight on the other side of the wall. So if you’re ever in need of cash, just let me know and I’ll arrange something for you.” Her smile was genuinely heartwarming and if it hadn’t been for the fact that you were an anal virgin boy with a girlfriend and a job, you might have even taken her up on that offer. You take the elevator up to the third floor. While the first floor was bustling, the second fairly full, this one was just plain empty. And it was pretty clear why. This place only the serious fetish stuff. Pins and needles, vices and rubber hammers, urethral dilators and even gear for animal castration. This place was heavy metal. 

Mia led you to another corner of the store, this one bathed in sunlight from the windows right next to it. Infront of the three of you there’s a counter which, according to the sign hanging above it was for “custom made chastity”. Behind the corner a bored youth was busy chewing gum and reading an old vintage bondage magazine. Mia clears her throat to catch the young womans attention. 

“wuh. OH SHIT! I was busy uh... researching. Yup researching into my craft. Dude you know what they say, you gotta start with the greeks and these vintage porn mags are basically the greeks of bondage. Are you convinced yet?” Mia was not. 

“Jade, say hello to my dear friends. You’ll fix them the perfect piece of chastity and then you’ll be coming with me for some... performance reviews.” As she finishes her sentence, Mia bites her lower lip sensually, clearly indicating that these would be some very special performance reviews. The prospect of which got the young lady on her best behavior however. She was quite the beauty herself. Not like Mia or your girlfriend, but she certainly had a charm to her. Her Long black hair was died with poison green highlights all the way down to the tips which were died completely. Unlike your other female companions, Jade was a lot taller, approaching the 190cm (6,2 feet) mark. She was thinner than the other women and her posture was worse, slightly hunched over. This gave her the look of a lanky gal that wasn’t quite certain what to do with her stature. She had the potential to be beautiful in a conventional way if she put on some weight, some muscle and fixed that posture of hers, but convention clearly wasn’t much of a concern to her. Just like Mia, her ears were pierced, not as heavily, but enough to draw attention. Coupled with the pink contact lenses and the two heart shaped pink piercings under her eye, as well as the two poison green piercing on her nose she definetly stood out amongst the crowd. Her studded leather choker, elbow long fingerless gloves and fishnet stockings coupled with some very very short jean shorts made her stand out even further. And those tattoo’s. She had vines adorned with black spades running up and down her thighs and arms, a spade tattoo with a Q on her cheek similar to the one Mia has, A black heart with a little picture of a bunny on her arm and a tramp stamp that read “Snowbunny”. 

“Alright boss! Don’t worry Boss! Dude i’ll like fix them the best belts this place has ever seen. Now like which one of you fine looking ladies is the domme and which one’s the sub? Dude, If I had to guess you’d be the sub little skirt lady. I’m so glad we get more lesbian couples that are into chastity. Its so rare lesbians to really experience their kinky side.” Both Mia and your girlfriend burst out laughing at her nice, but ultimately futile attempts at kink small talk. Jade could hardly believe your girlfriend when she told her who, or rather what you really were. Only when she flipped up your skirt and revealed the small bulge in your panties did she concede defeat. “Dude. I’ve got to say, I’ve seen a lot of guys in my time. A lot of those girly trap types coming in with black masters. Like A lot of cute looking femdudes, but you definitely take the cake. You are, without a single doubt, the cutest man I’ve ever had the pleasure of serving here. Just like come over here and take a seat in the backroom, I’ll have to measure you properly to see what dimensions your cage should have.” What other choice do you have at this point? I didn’t come as a surprise that your girlfriend as well as Mia decided to join you on your little cruise to humiliation central. Having a complete stranger measure you for a cage that’s made to keep your small penis from getting erect? What could possibly be more humiliating. The backroom had an impressive setup. A chair that wouldn’t be the least bit out of place in a gynecologists office dominated the center of the room. Of course the seat of honor was reserved for you. Jade asks you to remove your panties, seeing as how they would block her view of the goods. Without any underwear you take a seat in the chair. With a few nimble movements you’re lying on your back, legs spread out, up and to the side to reveal your small manhood to the three, very attractive women in the room. You really cant be blamed for popping a boner. 

“Aww look at that. Don’t worry babe its only natural for a whiteboy.” “I thought it would be intimidated by us honestly.” Mia said. “Well dude, lets get this measuring started then. I don’t like really need an erect measurement. You are erect right? Just checking since... dude well its not very big. Well let me just check here with the tape. 11,5cm (4,5inch) erect.” Wait a minute. That’s half a centimeter smaller than last time your girlfriend measured you. And you’re definitely fully aroused, there’s no way your cock is going to get any harder than that. 

“That’s half a centimeter less than last time I measured him. Maybe those hormones I started mixing into your food actually started working. Haha no baby I’m just kidding. I’d never do that without asking you first.” “I have to get a flaccid measurement now. Why do guys always do this? Any time I start measuring they always pop a boner. Even the gay guys. Its just so weird. Give me a second I’ll just get some ice to cool this thing down a bit.” “If I may interject for a second.” The question wasn’t directed at Jade, but rather your girlfriend. With a knowing smile she merely nodded at Mia. Having gotten consent from the only person that matters, she swiftly steps between your legs. With one hand she grabs your exposed nutsack and starts squeezing, finger nails digging deep into your scrotum, right into your testicle. The pain is immense and you cant help but screaming. A scream muffled by your girlfriends hand firmly closing your mouth and noise, cutting of your air supply entirely. 

“Shh baby it’ll be over in just a second. I’m here for you baby.” She was right. In just a few seconds that felt like an agonizing eternity, Mia had managed to reduce your erection to a sad little drooping cocklet once again. 

“Dude, I’m not like a specialist on dicks right? But uh you know. I think you got phimosis bro. You got so much foreskin there man, your dick shouldn’t really be covered by it when you’re erect. Just saying. Lets see here. So flaccid you’re like 6cm (2,3inch) long. Let me just get your circumference and the circumference behind the testic- hey stop squirming. I wont hurt you man I swear. As I was saying, the circumference behind testicles and shaft aaaaaaand voila. All done. So this will take a while and, depending on which features you want, I’ll have to adjust your waiting time a little bit. There’s a ton of neat little custom additions to the cage I can make if you want me to. Look at this one here. So this one has a threaded exit right? You can like, put in a little thing that goes into his urethra so he cant weasel his way out of his cage. This one has threaded holes all over so you can like thread in this sharp little screws. Hurts like a bitch when he gets a stiffy. Or so I’ve been told. Alright now this one dude? This one is high tech. The thing itself is electric. You can shock his cock whenever you want. And if you get these pads you can put them on his nuts and shock him right then and there! What will they think of next dude!?” Your wife was a perfectionist. There was no way she would ever settle for second best. Your new cage would come with the full range of custom additions. More ways to torture a mans cock and balls than anyone could ever ask for. Not only that, but she also gave you a freebie as well. A brand new “Sissy in Pink” silicone chastity cage for you to wear while she was busy crafting your new penis prison. 

Last stop of your journey was a very special department. Tools for cock and ball torture were lining the shelves and Mia took great pleasure in explaining and presenting every single one with a little penis replica. It must’ve been the only white dildo in the whole store. The only one that was relegated to display different forms of cock and ball torture. “This one is called “The Humbler”. It traps the testicles in a way that only allows the sub to crawl very slowly as it tugs on his jewels. This one right here is a must have. Its so incredibly versatile. It’s a ball crusher, also called a nutcracker or testicle crusher. You see its very simple. These plates right here, you can get them in wood, plastic or steel, they trap his testicles and with these screws you can adjust how tightly you want the plates to flatten his nuts. We also have attachments with spikes on them, for a little bit of extra fun. Now this one is a little tricky to use. The “cock crimper” is CBT and chastity combined. You put his cock through that big hole and pull his glans through the small one. It angles his cock almost 90° upwards. Getting erect in that is extremely painful. This last one I’d recommend as a duo buy. These hegre dilator rods have a little orb at the end of them so you can insert them into his urethra without having to worry about losing them inside. And this thing right here is for e-stim. Electro stimulation. You can put these pads on his cock, his balls, his ass, the urethral plug, anywhere you want and then you can freely adjust how much electricity you want to run through. It can feel like a pleasurable massage or some harsh kicks to the balls. Its perfectly safe of course, no way to permanently hurt him.” As you turn to leave the aisle your girlfriend comes across some items neither of you had seen before on your internet searches. Curiosity gets the better of her and she asks for guidance from her sextoy mentor. 

“Oh yeah don’t start with those. Those are expert tools. Scalpels, knives, needles and nails. They’re for advanced users only. You know how I told you about my slave and how I had to get him checked out? Well we like to do skewering play. Basically I insert needles right into his testicles. If you know what you’re doing you can actually take these sharpened iron sticks and skewer both testicles on one without permanently damaging them. Well like I said, its crazy fetish stuff and nothing for beginners. I actually have a bunch of ladies lined up for a workshop on how to do it properly without damaging their sub. We had to blow it off since I cant use my slaves testicles as pincushions anymore. Say you wouldn’t be 

interested in making a little money on the side? Hey just asking.” Going shopping with your girlfriend is torture. Literally. Of course she bought all the toys. She didn’t mean to try them out necessarily, but since you’re already there you might as well get them, right? Good thing you get a very good offer due to your friendship with the owner. You feel as though you had gotten to know her fairly well during your little shopping spree and you were almost a little sad to leave her behind as you approach the automatic door to the exit. You both turn to hug her goodbye as your wife notices a peculiar store on the other side of the street, directly opposite of the toy shop. It has the words “Fertility Clinic” emblazoned above the large entrance and you could see happy couples occasionally enter and leave. 

“They call it a fertility clinic yeah, but not in the way that you might think. Its to ensure that the man in the relationship remains as infertile as he can. Really, it’s a hardcore fetish store, for white couples with black masters if you ask me. Sterilization by injection, vasectomy and that kind of stuff they do sure, but the real kicker for most is that they allow the women to castrate their subs themselves. Right there with only local anesthesia while they’re still awake. Castarting their slaves while they get railed by their nigger masters. I always wanted to try it out. Eh maybe one day when the whole getting kids thing has worked out. Anyways guys, have a wonderful evening. Oh and keep me in the loop on your sexcapades won’t you?” 

With that you turn back home, leaving the toystore and the fertility clinic behind. On the way home you incidentally pass by a tattoo parlor. “You know baby, we should get some tattoo’s to celebrate. I’ll get a big Queen of spades tattoo right on my cheek and you get beta of spades tattoo’d above your cock. What do you think?” You look at her for a few seconds before she bursts out laughing at how ridiculous that would be. Yeah ridiculous. As you’re gushing precum from your weak cock, you notice that you left her panties back at the store. Oh well. 

3 - I cant think of any chapter names 

“I don’t know about you baby, but I’m E X C I T E D! Waiting was definitely worth, my panties are completely sticky just thinking about it. No seriously, I’m SO wet right now. Getting all giddy here. Just thinking about having some fun. Just us. You and me. And this beautiful black dildo all greased up. Now let’s see here, what should we start with? “BLACKED RAW: Fashion Week BBC” maybe? I just looooove Haley Reed. I mean just look at her, she is THE perfect snowbunny. Watching her eat this big black thugs ass, getting her pretty pink pussy completely destroyed by his fat black cock and then just hearing her BEG for that creampie? Hhng i just wish it were me... but let’s look at the other options. “Beta bitch gets utterly cucked by BBC” it’s a short one, but I’m always down for amateur porn. I mean professional porn is nice and all, but in the end its just women taking dick for money. I mean sure, they all fuck black men in private while their white beta cuck boyfriends provide for them, but don’t you think it’s just soooo much hotter when it’s an amateur couple doing it? Fair enough, let’s keep looking. “Cuck creampie compilation”, ooh look at that, “cuck clean up compilation” that sounds fund, don’t you think?” Nestled on the sofa, you naked as your name day, her wearing some of her finest lingerie, black satin panties, delightfully see through except for the parts that really count, a wonderful black bra that contrasts beautifully with her pale skin and a pair of black kneesocks with those two cute white accents going around the sock just above the knee, encircling her thighs. Needless to say, she wasn’t just cute. She was an arousing sight that made your little weeny twitch every time you took a glimpse at her figure. Back at the toy store your girlfriend had desperately searched for some BLACKED brand lingerie, a new thong and sportsbra combo specifically, but Mia just had to shoot her down. They’re always gone so quickly they hardly manage to resupply in time. The downside of popularity is what she said... 

Well, to be fair, while she was dressed in her finest underwear, you weren’t exactly completely nude either. When you came back from the toy store, you didn’t quite know where to actually put all the stuff you bought. Your apartment was big, thanks to your substantial salary, you did not however have the luxury of just leaving your toys out and about. Twice a week your maid would come, cleaning and cooking, making the place more presentable for the occasional friend and business partner that came to visit. Not only was she thorough, she was easy on the eyes as well. A young Latina working hard to support her family. One of the best parts however would be the fact that she didn’t mind you stealing a glance at her ass in that uniform of hers. To be fair, it was a mutual agreement, seeing how you never mentioned her stealing glances at your girlfriends ass either. Or those times where she got a little bit handsy with your girlfriend, feeling her up after another hard gym session, cupping her breasts with those tanned hands of hers, squeezing her ass with both hands as they looked deep into each other’s eyes. Sometimes you could see your girlfriend biting her lower lip as she watches your Maid is bent over, cleaning the dust of the lowest shelves. It’s a miracle she didn’t sue you when your wife gave her a little smack on the ass the last time she shuffled past to vacuum the floor. She didn’t really seem to mind at all really. Strange stuff. 

Anyways, there was no way you could just leave all your new toys out in the open, agreeing instead on just stuffing all of it in your bedroom closet. The two of you would only leave out the stuff you would actually need in the very near future. Condoms, copious amounts of lube, her brand new dildo that 

dwarfed your cocklet with its intimidating height and girth and a set of beginner buttplugs for either of you. The rest you bundled together and crammed into the closet. It was tight fit. Really it was a miracle that only one item fell busted out of that unstable pile of sextoys. 

“Baby look. This has got to be a sign don’t you think? I know we didn’t even plan on buying this cute little chastity cage, but the way it fell out just now... I mean it’s the only thing that fell out, so that has GOT to be a sign don’t you think so baby? Aww baby I know, I know. It’s just mean to put your tiny little peepee into a cage, but just think about how hot it’ll be when you get out! Imagine, next week we’ll sit down together, I’ll remove your cage and your mighty strong erection will be able to give it to me like a real man would give it to me! Doesn’t that just sound incredibly romantic? Having you all backed up for an entire week only to release it all for me? Aww please baby, do it for me... I love you baby you’re just THE best! Come here, let me give you a whole bunch of kisses!” Her soft lips connecting with yours was enough to get your hard again which made putting on the cage just that much harder. While it was hardly an impressive erection by any standard, it wasn’t possible to put on the cage with one. The cage was small enough to keep even you contained if put on properly. Her excitement quickly turned into frustration, something that is all too common with her. 

“Baybyyyyyyy you can’t just get your little buddy all stiff like that! I can’t put your cute little cage on if you stay like that. Oh I know! Stay right here, I’ll get some ice.” She returned as quickly as she left, this time with two ice cubes melting in her hand. Sitting Infront of her on the ground, legs crossed, your little stiffy peeks out between your legs, hairless testicles dangling below it. Without so much as a word she pinches your sack with her thumb and index finger, pulling it up enough to allow easy access. With her other hand she quickly maneuvers her other hand below your sack, dipping it into the cold ice, wrinkly skin exposed to the frozen cubes. The sudden shock sends shivers through your body, a quick gasp escapes your lips. Of course your body is quick to respond, pulling up your testicles back into your body to protect them from the cold, leaving behind only your wrinkly sack. Or at least that’s what it had wanted to do. Naturally your girlfriend had gotten ahead of you, switching her grip from simply pinching your sack, to firmly grasping it right below your penis, making any attempts for your testicles to escape a futile endeavor. 

“There’s no escaping lil ones. I’m sorry but I’ll have to freeze you properly or this teeny weeny white boy erection won’t go away...” Having her talk to your testicles seemed to have made the situation a little bit easier, considering how your erection has died down again, leaving your limp cocklet dripping with just the tiniest amount of precum. “There we go baby, you did so well! And it didn’t seem like your little buddy hated it all that much either don’t you think? Now let’s get your little cagie on.” With that said, she once again grabbed your testicles, pulling them through the pink ring one by one. Humming along to an unheard tune she also pinched your cock by the foreskin, pulling it through the tight hole, smiling to herself as she does it. With your dick all small and limp, offering no resistance to her advances, it was an easy thing for her to gently slide the cage on. It felt a bit small and the plastic was cutting into your skin at a few spots. The cost of a cheap cage. With a small *click* the lock closes. “Its soooooo cute! Honestly we should’ve done this WAY sooner, because that thing is just perfect for you. You were always a little bit on the girly side, I mean I know girls that would kill for your bubblebutt. Or those dick sucking lips of yours. Haha no baby I’m just messing with you. But seriously, you really are just the cutest and this little pink cage just makes you that much cuter. Have you considered growing 

your hair out? You should start wearing some of my old clothes as well. Anyways, I hope you’re comfortable! I’ll let you out every day so you can clean yourself, but aside from that its one whole week of not playing with yourself. Can you do that for me baby? I knew it, you really are the best.” The one week was bad. The two that followed were agony. Your girlfriend has a way with words, using her feminine charms in such a way that she always gets what she wants. And just like always, she managed to convince you to stay in your cage for just a little bit longer. Of course she’s right, the longer you wait the better the release is going to feel. If she’ll ever release you... 

Ever other day you two took a shower together, the sight of her gorgeous nude body covered in soapy bubbles, water running down her body, over her nipples, dripping down between her legs... 

Seeing her rub the soap bar over body, running it between her breasts, sandwiching it between those voluptuous cheeks of hers, all of it was enough to drive a man wild. Being this close to her naked form had you straining against your cage every single time. As soon as she bowed down in front of you, offering you a nice view over her smooth back, right at that massive butt of hers you knew it was inevitable. As soon as she unlocked you and removed the cage she was greeted by your stiff cock bouncing in face, something that got a little giggle out of her every time she saw it. 

Just the sight of your frustrated cocklet bouncing up and down in the hot shower, looking for any possible way to get off, each droplet of water was enough stimulation to keep you hard indefinitely. Despite the amazing sights and feeling of temporary freedom, you knew this was strictly business, just a way to ensure that you’ll stay healthy despite the poor conditions set upon your penis by its warden. She did it the same way every time. With two fingers, more than enough for your size, she fixated your penis Infront of her, keeping it at eye level. The perfect height to inspect her toy, making sure its fine and healthy. With the other hand she slowly, gently peels back the foreskin, millimeter by millimeter. Your pale foreskin has always been a bit too tight to fit over the glans but she’s been working hard to fix it. Every little movement further up your penis feels as uncomfortable as it is embarrassing. She knows by instinct just how far she can pull back without hurting you, just enough to have you squirm in her grasp, reassuring her dominance over you. To top of your cleaning she lubes up her index finger with her spit, putting it in her mouth, sucking it, making it glisten with her juices. Gently she moves her finger under your foreskin, stretching it as it moves across your glans in a circular motion. Once, twice and thrice she moves her finger around your glans, making sure to lap up everything you’ve been hiding under your foreskin. The complimentary taste test is a given of course. Her index fingers moves back into her mouth, plush wet lips parting to let it inside, tongue eagerly lapping up all the dirt and grime you’ve been hiding, tasting the sweet and salty taste of years of precum and cockspunk in her mouth, saturating her taste buds with the heavenly taste. 

“Mmh delicious as always baby. You must’ve been leaking bad yesterday huh? Don’t worry it won’t be much longer, I promise. Once you’re back out of this tight little cage we’ll have sooo much fun together. It’ll be about time to give you a real break soon anyways. You know, this might just be me, but don’t you think you’ve... you know... gotten a bit smaller since last week? I mean you were never on the uh... larger side, but lately I feel like maybe your little cock has become accustomed to the cage? Oh well, I’m sure that It’s just temporary.” And so the days continued. Every other day she’d hit the gym hard, exhausting herself with that new personal trainer of hers. You had picked him out for her when she first mentioned the gym coach thing. He had fantastic reviews, exhausting training sessions which would leave YOUR trophy wife panting, yearning for more. Hard exercise aimed at training her in all manner of positions and ways, working on 

her stamina and flexibility. He was great and seeing the sweat drip down his chiseled dark abs just told you that he knew what he was doing. Obviously it was a bit weird that they didn’t allow the boyfriend to participate or even watch their workouts, but seeing her come home, sweating and wet, both of you hitting the shower together to clean her sculpted body and to free you, temporarily, from your cage? It was all worth it. 

4 - Not like anyone cares about chapter names either 

Your cock was straining hard against your cage, the sight of her in those black kneesocks, delicious thighs exposed, her panties barely hiding her slit, their back buried in those massive cheeks of hers, all of it was too much to bear. She had been teasing you for weeks and you were already on the brink. It had gotten so bad you had tried so desperately to reach an orgasm that you resorted to rubbing your puffy nipples, teasing them with your fingers, pinching and lightly twisting them in an attempt to get off, all of it to no avail. All this time without getting off has really begun to wear on you. Before all this you’ve been jerking off a whole 5 minutes a day to big black men giving rough dickings to white bimbo thots, their fat asses jiggly as they pump up and down on the fat meat rods that are stirring up their wet holes. With your current bout of abstinence, your tastes seem to have changed a bit however. Now you try desperately to get off while watching burly black guys plowing the pretty pink buttholes of white trappy fembois in chastity just like you. Watching them twerk on those BBCs, their own erections straining against their pretty cages until they finally erupt, ropes of semen bursting out of their prison as gooey jizz erupts inside of their rectum. Just thinking of these cute sissy bois getting to orgasm by only having their anus and nipples stimulated was enough to get you curious. How good would it feel if you surrendered yourself to black cock like they did? Getting your prostate pounded by thick meaty cocks instead of sitting there, helplessly tugging at your cage, praying that rubbing your nipples could get you to finally get off. Seeing their faces filled with bliss as their assholes are clutching those fat nigger cocks made you wonder, maybe if you would just surrender yourself to the pleasure you could get off just like them? No, no you’re not gay like that. You’re just desperate for relief! And it looks like you’re not the only one that has noticed your desperation. 

“Look at you, getting all excited! I know baby I kept you in there for a little bit longer than we had planned, but its all worth it, believe me. It’s just you, me and all the pornography the internet has to offer! Now lets see what we have here... do you have anything specific in mind? I’m just gonna scroll through the recommendations here... mmh lookie here! “Horny Teenage Slut Eating Black Ass for Free” the description says these videos are made by a couple. Hey they both look pretty cute. Apparently she’s just really into rimming random black guys while he films her. Can you imagine us doing that? Me going out in the street holding up a sign that says “Free Rimjobs for Black Kings <3”, finding some dirty looking guy black hobo and taking him in some alleyway. Unzipping his pants and getting on my knees behind him, seeing his hairy ass and his beautiful asshole. Grabbing his butt with both hands, spreading his cheeks and finally getting my first face full of ass, feeling his butt on my cheeks, planting kisses and more kisses on his anus and all over his rim, making out with his asshole and his hairy cheeks, covering them with lipstick marks to show just where my slutty little mouth has gone. Finally putting my lips on his tight little asshole, tongue going past his sphincter into his rectum, pleasuring him from the inside, getting him completely wet, drenching his insides with my spit. I can just imagine it, sucking his cute anus while pleasuring his cock with my hands, giving him a reach around and fingering his dick with my delicate hands, waiting for him to deposit his spunk all over the alleyway, only to give him one last little kiss on the rim before we leave. Of course I wouldn’t forget about you, my handsome little camera man. You’d get a big smooch in return for your fantastic work, just like this one...” Having your beautiful girlfriend plant a kiss on you while a cute girl buries her face in the ass of an black man on the flatscreen Infront of you was a bizarre, yet highly arousing feeling. Shame about the fact that your girlfriend has decided not to let you out of your cage quite yet. 

“Aww baby I just didn’t want you to cum in the first 3 minutes like you usually do... I haven’t even gotten started yet. Speaking of...” From the desk in front of your rather opulent sofa she retrieves the object of her desire. In a black satin bag she stored her new favorite toy, the fleshy, black 8 inch lust monster the two of you had purchased at Mia’s sextoy emporium. Seeing it there in her hands, the difference in size between this toy and your own little penis becomes clear as day. Even one of her hands was more than enough to handle you, for this ebony lovemaker she needed both of them though. Handling it would be harder than either of you had expected. Your girlfriend was tight, years of exercise strengthening her pelvic muscles to allow for a grip that could actively milk the cum out of any cock that had the good fortune to enter her hot, wet slit. The fact that you didn’t have the equipment required to actually stretch her out yourself might have also contributed. It appears as though your girlfriend was intent on changing that however. Tentatively she moved the toy to her face, inspecting it with the awe of a woman that had never dreamed that cocks could actually be this size. Cautiously, as if she was afraid the toy would come alive, she put the dildo to her lips, wrapping them around the glans, letting her lip flick over and across her toy, getting a feel for its size and girth. Deeper she inserted it, letting her tongue run around the toys girth, letting it hang out, copious amounts of saliva running down the shaft of her dildo. Apparently that was enough lube for her, either that or she simply couldn’t stop herself anymore. With her hands hooked into her panties she slid them off, slowly running them down her powerful thighs, down her legs, until they only hung on to her by one ankle. It was enough for her. Her panties were drenched with her juices, her wet pussy craving stimulation from her new companion. Gently she began to rub it over her slit, stimulating her labia with its length, teasing her clit with ever slide across her wet lips. It was more than she could take. With her saliva and juices as lube she gently set the tip of her toy against her vagina, gently prodding it, parting her labia, savoring the feeling of the toys girth against her insides. Each little movement coaxed another moan out of her, making her writhe in the pleasure of finally getting stretched properly. 

“mmh baby this is... ugh this is great... oh I gotta stop, I gotta stop! Oh wew, I gotta take it out, it’s too much, its just too much. Oooooh there we go. Jeez I swear, this was sooooo worth it. I’m really glad you’re so open to this. Despite being a shrimp dick whiteboy I really do love you honey, I really do. Let me take off that cage and we can see if we can’t have a little fun together.” With a click she removed the cage, your little erection aiming right at her. As always she can’t help but let out a small giggle as she’s watching you squirm, hips bucking trying to fuck the air in front of you. 

“I can see someone is ready to go. Now baby, you know how you’re a bit of a problem with cumming too early? I still haven’t gotten off yet and I want us both to enjoy this together so I’m not going to start pumping your little peepee just yet. Here, let me just rub right there, I promise it’ll feel really good. But before I start, you have to promise not to cum without my permission, okay? Good boy.” With only her index finger she slowly, gently begins to stimulate the frenulum through your foreskin. Just the light touch of her finger gliding gently, round and round at that very small point, occasionally feeling her finger brush against your glans, is enough for your penis to produce a steady flow of precum. Keeping your dick in control with just one finger seems to be easier for her than you might’ve expected, seeing as how she’s already back to browsing for a new video. A few clicks later and she’s back to teasing her clit with her massive toy. She had pulled up a new amateur video on Pornhub. A burly black hunk of a man is busy giving it to a much smaller snowbunny. His entire weight is pushing down on her as he plunges his fat cock into her pussy over and over again, sloppy wet sounds of his dick kissing her womb and the smacking sound of their hips grinding against each other almost drowning out her gasps and moans. Both her legs were in 

the air, toes curling and spasming in sync with each thrust. This petite white girl taking a fat black cock that’s half the size of her, splitting her tight pussy open with its massive girth seemed to be exactly what your girlfriend wanted to see. With more fervor she began to plunge the black silicone dick into her wet slit, biting her lower lips, focused entirely on the musclebound black man rocking this snowbunnies world. Each thrust he took inside of that cute girl was matched by your girlfriend. Thrust for thrust she plunged the cock deeper inside of her, grinding it against her wet walls, rubbing it over her clit only to plunge it back inside even deeper than before. 

It wasn’t long before he reached his climax. With one last thrust he delivered his hot spunk inside of her, shifting all his weight on top of her, pushing her down with his big manly hands, pinning her on to the bed so there would be no escape. He was an alpha male and he would breed her fertile whitegirl womb, whether she wanted to or not, there was no way this little white girl would be able to resist the power of his cock. With his entire length inserted he deposited his spunk, shooting hot ropes of gooey jizz into her womb, one after the other until his nut was running out of her hole, pushing past his cock. With one swift motion he pulled out, leaving a gaping, properly bred sluthole behind. With his desires sated he clearly had stopped caring about the disposable fuckhole still laying on the bed, panting from the rough fucking she had just received. As one character leaves the scene, another enters. Another girl had entered the scene, her brown sidebraid swinging with each step she took closer to the bed. She was another cutie, just as slim and small as the girl that was laying on the bed. Her breasts were smaller with cute puffy nipples, both of them pierce with little metal barbells, her butt was even jucier though, a set of comfortably soft buns with a cute bleached butthole and a sissy of spades tattoo to top it off. Even her face looked like that of a girl. If it hadn’t been for the jetblack chastity cage between her legs, no one could have ever assumed that it was actually a boy that was now laying on the bed, head buried between her legs, tongue lapping up his strong alpha male seed from her gaping pussy, tasting the salty gift this breeding stallion had given the other girl. The stimulation of watching this little lady get BLACKED, coupled with the sensation of your girlfriend gently rubbing your penis was enough to send you over the edge. Just one more second and you’d dribble your seed all over her finger. It didn’t come to pass however, as your girlfriend seemed to have sensed just how close you actually were to orgasm. With her finger gone all that’s left for you is to pathetically hump the air in a desperate attempt to finally cum after those 3 weeks of abstinence. 

“Cumming is not allowed baby. Not without my permission. Aww I know, watching that big handsome black man pound that white girls pussy into submission was probably too much for you. I have to say, I’m a bit jealous of her myself. Having some savage nigger on top of you, only caring about breeding your fertile white womb, tearing you apart, each thrust hitting your womb, his hot cum blasting past your cervix into your deepest parts... mmh... oh don’t worry baby its just a fantasy! Anyways, I think a little bit of punishment is in order. Oh don’t worry I wont hurt you. But I wont help you either. You’re not allowed to stroke yourself at all while we watch this next video. When I saw your search history I noticed some more... extreme videos... beta white boys getting removed from the gene pool, getting their white boy balls, are you really into this cock and ball torture stuff? You’re such a perv! Alright you’re not allowed to touch yourself at all while we watch this one. It’s a punishment so you’re not allowed to enjoy this one, okay?” She had put on another amateur video. It actually looks like it was recorded by the same couple as the video before. You couldn’t see faces, only his lower body and her breasts in that loose t-shirt. He was lying on his back legs spread apart, chained to the bedpost, she was sitting between them, with free access to his genitals, his bindings leaving him no way to resist her torture. 

“Look baby, they have the same vice that we bought at Mias place! No wait, it’s a bit different. Well how different can two pieces of clear plastic really be? Oooooh so that’s how you use it, that’s good to know. So you take the dick, loop it through the hole and just tighten the screws as much as you want? Aww look at the poor little guy all tied up like that. He can’t resists her at all, she could just grind his poor balls to a fine paste with that thing!” And that’s what she did. Almost. Slowly, gently, she turned each of the four screws. One rotation at a time. Slowly but surely his once round testicles became flatter and flatter, getting squished by the vice like genital torture device. Despite his erection, as small as it was, it was clear that he was in quite a bit of pain, as each new turn of the screws caused him to moan and shake his pelvis in a futile attempt to get away from her painful control of his nuts. She seemed to enjoy his struggling however. To muffle his moaning she had decided to switch positions, moving from her sport between his legs over to his face, planting her plump butt right on his face, smothering him with her soft cheeks. “Stop moaning you little bitch! We both know there’s nothing you want more than for me fuck up your nuts. You want me to smash them don’t you? Ruin your little marbels and beat the shit out of your clit dick you little whore? Yeah keep eating my ass you dumb piece of fuckmeat, there should be plenty of fresh cum in there for you, the difference between beta bitch whitebois like you and these big black alpha males is that they just take what they want. They just picked me up and fucked on all over the house, they didn’t even give me a single break, just fat black cocks destroying my tight holes one after the other, completely ignoring my crying and whimpering. If you’re a good girl I might just ask my bull to take your tight little asshole for a spin.” 

It’s hard to say which hurt and aroused him more, her cutting remarks or the steady increase of pressure in his balls. Despite their already impressive flatness, she kept on turning the screws, grinding his nuts down even tighter. It’s hard to say if it was the pain or her ass smothering that caused the guy to pass out, but either way that’s how the video ended. “Well that was... unexpected? This might sound a little bit weird, but don’t those two kinda remind you of... you know... us? I don’t know the guy has your build. Cute face, very cute and also very large butt with a girlfriend that loves him very much? Just really reminded me of us. Well this was supposed to be a punishment for you, but the video was so weird that I actually stopped masturbating myself hehe. Alright this is the one baby. Last video and we both get to climax. You and me together.” It seems as though she had taken a liking to this couple. She kept browsing through their videos, astonished by just how many of them they had actually uploaded and in all those categories too. Most of it cuckold related, her getting spitroasted by black thugs while her boytoy watches, her tormenting his genitals in some sort of CBT roulette game, him eating a thick juicy load out of her abused asshole and finally a bunch of videos of her alone. Seems like she’s a bit of an anal addict considering that all her videos are of her, bouncing up and down on big black, fake cocks, both at home as well as in some... less secluded spaces. Your girlfriend decided to put on another kinky one of her taking her newest toy for a spin in a public toilet, her thick black toy fixed to the toilet seat with its suction cup so she could comfortably bounce up and down on the fake dick, spreading her cheeks and stretching her asshole for her silicone lover. 

“Look at that bubble butt on her. I wouldn’t mind having that sit on my face for a bit huh baby? Oh don’t worry I’m just joking around, I’d never go into a public bathroom to hook up with a complete stranger, having her force me down on my knees, planting her butt on my face, pushing my head against the wall and suffocating me with that fat ass... look at you bucking your hips like that. Are you trying to impregnate the air sweetie? Haha let me actually start the video and I’ll give your little penis some strokies, sound good? Oh my god look at that she’s licking the toilet seat! What a slu- wait a second. That’s not a 

queen of spades tattoo on his ass. That’s a sissy of spades tattoo! That’s not the girl!” She was right, the cute girl down on her knees, running her tongue over the dirty toilet seat, polishing it with her mouth, lips kissing it, worshipping it, wasn’t actually a girl at all. What both of you had mistaken for the woman from the other videos was actually her boytoy all along. It was hard to tell from the thumbnails and previews since they only showed his fat bubble but bouncing on that beautiful black girthy cock, loose asshole sucking it in and grinding it against his prostate. In the video he was wearing one of those black medical masks partially hiding his face which made discerning his gender even more difficult. Seeing him pull the mask over his eyes to worship the seat of a public toilet with his mouth was an arousing sight nonetheless. He hadn’t even taken out his big black silicone toy, but your girlfriend was already back to pleasuring herself. She clearly wasn’t bothered by the bait and switch. Having secured the dildo on the toilet seat with the large suction cup at its bottom, the cute femboi began to fellate the toy, his lips running over the fake cock, teasing the glans, his tongue running down the shaft, pleasuring the fake testicles at the bottom of the toy, the entire dildo covered in his spit, only a single string of saliva connecting his extended tongue to the fat cock in front of him. Your girlfriend was entranced by this display of sissy faggotry, her hands busy pumping her own sextoy deep into her wet hole, plunging it into her deepest parts, its girth and thickness stimulating her walls causing her to moan out in primal pleasure. She had completely forgotten about your cock, instead focusing on her own pleasure and the fat bottomed twink on the screen in front of you both. 

“Look at him taking that fat black dick like a good little whiteboi faggot . I cant believe he only used spit to lube this monster up. Mmh look at him tearing that fucking ass apart baby, there’s no way he can go back to little dicks after this. He must’ve trained really hard to get to that level, stretching his boipussy like that that, I bet it must feel amazing to get his prostate pumped like that, rubbing his little faggot spot with that fat thing. What kind of an absolute buttslut do you have to be to take a fat black cock in a public bathroom. Don’t you think you’d look good bouncing on a cock like that baby? Just think about it baby, if you could cum with your cute butt like him you would never have to leave your cage ever again!” With those haunting words in the air she grabbed your cock between her thumb and index finger. Just her two fingers she began to jerk your little cock, your precum the perfect lube, making her delicate fingers glide smoothly across your dicklet. 

“I’m almost there baby. This fat dick is stirring up my pussy like crazy, every time I ram it in I can feel it pounding against my cervix, agh its hitting all the spots baby. I know how much of a premature ejaculator you are baby, but I really want us to share this high. I’ll count down baby and then we’ll cum together, okay?” 

“5” 

Just once she glides her fingers up and down your cock, pulling back the skin just a little bit, her gentle touch already enough stimulation to almost make you burst then and there. 

“4” 

She increased her speed as well, plunging that fat cock into her pussy harder and harder with each thrust, twisting it as she rams it in only to quickly pull back again to prepare for the next savage attack on her womb. 

“3” 

The third pump almost put you over the edge, the little stimulation of her fingers almost causing your small phimotic premature cock to erupt then and there. 

“2”With a scream she rams the dildo into her pussy one last time, forcing its entire length inside, grinding it against her walls as her thumb circles around her clit in an attempt to draw her orgasmic high out as much as possible. You can hardly hear the 

“1” 

Through her screams. One last time her fingers pump up and down your cock, gripping it more tightly, almost pinching your little cocklet between her fingers, the pressure of her grip and the pumping motion causing you to go right to the edge. Just a little bit more and you’re there... just before the orgasm hits you, she lets go, using her other hand to rub on her clit as she fucks herself even harder with her dildo. She shudders as wave after wave of orgasm hit her, completely ignoring you for her own selfish pleasure, leaving your cock dribbling your weak watery seed like a faucet, completely unsatisfied from the ruined orgasm you had just experienced. It took her a little while and a few more screaming orgasms to get back to a somewhat clear state of mind. Bliss was written in her face, having finally experienced the mind melting power of a cock of real size and girth. 

“Oh jesus that was great. Oh I just came, I don’t know, atleast 5 times with this beautiful thing. This video... you know baby... watching this cute white boy getting off like that from getting his butt stuffed with fat black cock made me feel a bit bad for you. I got to experience my first orgasm since we started living together and he obviously had fun with a big black dildo like that. What if we started to train your butt just like him? You could have all the fun we just had if we just trained you a little bit. What do you think baby, will you do it for me? Will you let me play with your cute little anus while I keep your dicklet in chastity? I knew it, you really are the best baby! I loooooooove you so much baby!” 

And so began your training to become a sissy white boi buttslut just like the femboi in the video. 

5 - Interracial gloryhole fun Part 1 

“... she really sounded desperate on the phone. I mean can you believe that? Two of her girls just getting sick out of the blue is putting her in such a bind? You’d think she had have some more backup. I guess the second girl was the backup of the first? She’s always been a good friend to me, so I really feel like I ought to help her out here. You should come with me, maybe we can both help out.” Mia did sound quite desperate on the phone. Apparently a few people called in sick and now she’s unable to man a part of her store. Of course your girlfriend was enthusiastic to help her good friend, even if it meant spending one of those hot and heavy summer evenings in a well ventilated store with air conditioning. It was a sacrifice the both of you were willing to make. It was a good way to distract yourself as well. Ever since your girlfriend had allowed your dicklet to dribble its watery cum over her fingers, you hadn’t been permitted to get off, keeping you caged and frustrated instead. Your predicament hadn’t stopped her though. She spent most of her free time either at the gym or at home with her fat black dildo, buried deep inside of her snowbunny pussy, ramming it inside of her, feeling it knock against her cervix with each savage thrust while you sit on the floor in front of her like a good little whiteboi, massaging the fatigue out of her aching thighs, her juices running down her legs as you strain against your cage, precum dripping pathetically through the hole of your pretty pink prison. 

She did take pity on your in a way however. Whenever she wasn’t exhausting herself at the gym accompanied by her gymbunny friends and well acquainted black personal trainers, or pleasuring herself with the beautiful silicone cock she was so obsessed with, she would make time for your pleasure. It wasn’t the pleasure of a man however, not the pleasure of a long, hard, black cock stirring up a fertile, young, white pussy, bestowing upon her womb the gift of his virile dark seed, glazing her face with his sticky cum or having her worship that fat dick and those juicy dangling balls to coax out his hot and sticky gift. No, it was the pleasure entirely unlike that, focusing instead on your soft breasts, twisting and licking your hard pink nipples, letting her tongue run over them until they’re all stiff and begging for more. It was the female pleasure of having your hungry cockhole teased by her fingers, running them along the rim of your anus, pulling on its sides to turn the once round anus into the beautiful pink slit of a real whiteboipussy fuckhole. Feeling a slender finger invade your tight puckered butt, stirring it up to feel the heat of your desire and to rub along all those tender spots that cause you to let out one girly moan after the other, all of these are pleasures reserved only for women and the sissy boytoys that follow them. 

It didn’t take long until just one finger stopped being enough. A real BBC was much, much larger of course. Instead of directly pleasuring your prostate with her middle finger, she had decided it would be more fun to stretch you out and to hopefully let you experience the pleasure she received each time she climaxed. With two fingers she spread your sphincter, stretching it as much as her gentle fingers as possible until she could finally move on to those other toys you bought. Watery lubricant helped the buttplug in its advances, helping it glide as it strained against your tight sphincter. It was hard to relax properly, but with your head on her lap, her whispering soft encouragement into your ear as she played with your nipple was enough to get you to ease up. With her one free she gently pushed the plug into you rectum, the thickest part of it stretching you out until it finally slipped in, a comfortable feeling of fullness now taking its place in your ass. Since then she made you spend all of your time caged and 

most of it plugged as well. Even if you haven’t managed to work up to the medium sized plug, your girlfriend was still proud of her little buttslut. 

And so the two of you, her wearing her jeanshorts cut close enough to show both pockets peeking out of the fabric straining against her smooth thighs and a loose tanktop that hardly contained her breasts, straining against their size only to drop down limply below them. Her long blonde hair was tied down as a ponytail due to the heat which she was quite sensitive to. Sweat was dripping down her arms from her smooth pits, dripping down her face and boobs, pooling between them, absorbed by the tight fabric, colouring it a shade darker with its wetness. She had already gotten a nice tan on this summer and she was set on keeping it for as long as possible by basking her glorious body in the sun whenever possible. Your outfit was intent on doing quite the opposite. A light summer dress coupled with a wide brimmed hat would keep your sensitive pale skin from being damaged by the harsh rays of the sun. This was hardly the real reason why your girlfriend had suggested wearing such feminine clothes however. No matter which pants you had put on, all of them made you feel exposed, made you feel the buttplug stretching your anus, straining against the cloth. Despite her assurances that it couldn’t be seen on account of your bubblebutt, you had decided against those constricting pants and had instead gone for your girlfriends dress suggestion. While it managed to hide any signs of the foreign object in your rectum, it did however make your cage print against the fabric on account of your lack of underwear. Your girlfriend had insisted on this little detail, saying that underwear would simply destroy the lock by shining through the light fabric. It was pointless to argue against her so you had simply accepted her advice as your truth. With her looking like a PAWG, hot and ready and you like her petite girlfriend, both of you were subject to the stares of several groups of young black men. While you were uncomfortable and downright scared of them overpowering both of you, their physique was far outmatching yours after all, your girlfriend enjoyed the attention from the handsome urban youths clutching their fat black cocks through their pants, shouting and whistling as you pass by them. 

Across the opulent adult entertainment palace that Mia, your fiancés good friend, can proudly say is her own, the so called “fertility clinic” is bustling with business. Despite the evening heat, couples could be seen entering and leaving the clinic, some of them going in alone, just a white boytoy provider and snowbunny girlfriend on a stroll to get him snipped, some of them accompanied by a second, much stronger black male. It wasn’t hard to see what he was there for. Dribbling the last bit of their impotent loser semen to their girlfriends and wives getting destroyed by their strong black bulls as any remnant of masculinity and virility is taken from them by either an attractive nurse, a cute doctor or even their own girlfriend, must be a feeling of pure bliss that even the heat cant detract from. Feeling the cold air on your skin was a welcome respite and clearly one of many reasons why the adult toy store was once again bustling with business. It seemed as though your girlfriend was also enjoying the cold air quite a bit, her hard nipples poking through the thin fabric of her tanktop, which drew quite a few stares from men and women alike. It was quite unlike her to leave her bra behind, as it made carrying those heavy milk tanks around would be even more of a burden then it already was. It didn’t take long for Mia to find the two of you, either because your girlfriend called ahead, or because she has security cameras covering every inch of the place. One is about as likely as the other you’ve come to find. 

With the light of the sun setting, Mia’s various piercings, all denouncing her as a slut for black cock, a breeder and racetraitor, a queen of spades snowbunny and worshipper of the church of nigger cock, 

sparkled in the rays of light, their brightness beautifully contrasting her dark hair. Her change from a neat bun to a single braid running down her pale shoulder, coupled with her street wear, a black skirt reaching about halfway down her thighs and a simple black strapless top which only barely hid several vine like tattoos featuring spades instead of leaves. They gave her a more casual look than the last time you had seen her. If the air affected her in a similar way to your girlfriend, she certainly wasn’t showing it, her dark top clinging tightly to her smooth breasts, not a nipple to be seen. Sure, she they weren’t as big as most girls, but it added a certain charm to her appearance, pulling the view more to her picturesque face and hefty butt instead. 

“I’m soooooo glad you guys came! This whole situation got me into a bit of a pickle, I mean who could’ve expected them both to get knocked up in the same month? I keep telling them: Use protection, we can sell the semen later! Semen popsicles, semen sauce, nutbutter for your coffee, etc. all of it ready to be sold to willing snowbunnies, but noooooo, they just had to get themselves rawdogged and creampied by those handsome darksinned thugs. Sure, there’s just something about mindblowing anonymous sex with Black kings, letting them use you however they like, load after load of superior black semen mixed together in your womb... Where was I? Your job, right. No worries, I just need you to fill in for them for one of their small shifts so i can get a replacement for them, should be a one time thing. Let’s just get going and I’ll explain you what you have to do once we’re actually there.” So the three of you went off into the elevator leading to the third floor. The same third floor where Mia keeps the especially kinky gear and sextoys of the weirdest shapes, sizes and uses. Once again your journey took you between shelves of bondage gear, dildos too big to realistically fit into any orifice and devices of torture, genital or otherwise. There wasn’t a soul to be seen here, well except for Jade, the resident specialist in all matters chastity related. You could see her once as you passed between shelves, sitting behind her counter not even pretending to be actually hard at work. 

After a short while you ended up in another corner of the store, behind a doorway sheltered by black satin curtains lays another, slightly different section of the store. “Here we are. Gloryhole alley. Your new home for the next few hours. And again, I’m really glad you agreed to helping out, not a lot of people would suck off complete strangers, servicing their cock and balls while their boyfriend watches... you really are the best friend a gal could hope for. Let me show you around. As you can see, there’s a few doors left and right, these are for different kinds of gloryholes and different “settings” so to say. Sure, a gloryhole is a pretty voyeuristic thing in its essence, but we wanted to accommodate all kinds of people look for quick, easy, anonymous sex, not just the more outgoing ones. So in the end we decided to provide our customers with different sections. Over there you got stalls, each with only one hole, leaving you in complete privacy. Over there you have a specialty of this place: Imagine a room in a room. And now imagine this room had cock sized holes on all 4 sides. And now imagine there’s a pretty girl in there ready to take your fat, backed up loads into her slutty holes while you high five your bros next to you. Amazing don’t you think? All of this is voluntary of course, I pay the girls a good bit of money so they can in turn make a good load of money for me. There’s one exception though, something which is unique to our store. I made a special deal with prisons all over the country and they agreed to send me their cutest boys and girls so they don’t have to care for them themselves. They’re allowed to serve their sentence in our gloryholes instead of actual prison. It’s still meant as a punishment however, which is why you can be a bit rougher with them. Anything goes as long as it doesn’t leave lasting damage or breaks the skin, etc. So if a black man ever wanted to roughly pound a tight white ass into submission with only spit as lube 

while spanking their ass until their bright red handprint remains as a cute reminder of their savage fucking, then they’ve come to the right place. Look here, these are a for our more traditional customers.” In the wall to your left you could see some of Mia’s employees. Or rather certain parts of them. One could only see their hands, feet and a large part of their butt as well as some thigh, jutting out of the hole in the wall. 

The first one, a girl ginger girl from the picture displayed above her butt, was completely and utterly covered in semen, her already pale white skin, glazed with the milky white jizz from ass to toe. Her feet and hands were glistening with seed, while a steady flow of cum oozed out of her abused holes, dripping down her butt and thigs on to the floor she’s hanging over. “That’s Ginger. Its not her real name, but the name came easily. As you can see she doesn’t do the whole condom thing. We have several well hung black men coming every day just to blow several loads over her toes and fingers. Then again we also have enough people that enjoy actually fucking her sloppy holes. This one’s for people that are really into sloppy seconds. You can actually feel your cock pushing the semen deeper into her hole all the way to her womb as you slide in and out of here. Or so I’ve been told. Good thing is that we don’t need to waste money on lube, the cum is great at letting you glide in and out of her ass and it gets more slippery with each deposited load.” The girl next to her proved to be the polar opposite. Both her holes were clean of semen, the only thing dripping being the fluid from her wet pussy. Instead of semen, she was adorned by filled condoms of all colours and load sizes. They were tied to every single one of her fingers and toes and in her hands she held several condoms filled with copious amounts of nutbutter. There were some more stowed away on the ground below her and on a belt that hung around her fat ass. 

“Yeah she’s really into the whole “safe sex” thing, which is fine since some of the customers really dig it. Sometimes they have competitions to see who can dish out the biggest load. The best thing is when they stuff the filled condoms deep in her pussy or ass and some unknowing guys cock is met with a filled condom instead of her cervix. Funniest shit you’ve ever seen.” The last occupied spot was a bit special as it was reserved not for a woman, but a femboi instead. His small cock was hanging limply between his fat ass and the wall Infront of it. His tiny, atrophied whiteboi cock was complemented well by the gaping fuckhole between his ample white cheeks which was also oozing semen, running down his ass and over his balls until it dripped down on the floor. Unlike the girls before, this hole had a special device hanging next to it. A buttplug the size of a small fist was hanging down next to him, a chain affixing it to the wall. With a sigh Mia took the plug and, after coating it in a bit of the dripping semen, shoved it back into the boys stretched asshole. A faint moan could be heard from the other side of the wall. “I keep telling these dumb monkeys, “Put the plug back in when you’re done!” but do they listen? I should put up a sign. If he’s not plugged he won’t be able to take their cocks properly and then no one gets to have fun with him. I mean what do they expect? Women were born to be fucked by fat cocks, they were made to be pushed down and abused by strong men, but this faggot? Sissy whiteboys are made. Sure, they were born weak, not like real men at all, but to become a semen slurping faggot fucktoy? For that they really have to be molded by cocks. The first one usually isn’t enough either, it has to be BBC after BBC after BBC until they simply cant live without them anymore. But even then, practice makes perfect, use it or lose it. And even a permagaped fuckhole like him needs to be stretched and warmed up properly before use. Well then, here we are. Like I said, this is for beginners so you don’t have to worry about those cumdumps out there.” 

Leaving her workers behind, the three of you make your way to your girlfriends new workplace. After a few more twists and turns and several more used up gloryhole sluts, Mia finally led you into the place destined for the two of you. It wasn’t a very big room, enough for the three of you to sit and stand in comfortably, but without any furniture. There were only two defining features to this room: The Flatscreen TV that covered the walls (which exclusively played videos of gloryhole sluts getting fucked by gorgeous looking, thick cocks, gooey semen splattering over their faces and baby batter fucked deep into their whorish holes) and the holes this place was known for. There were several of them on the unoccupied walls, usually on different heights, perfect for gloryhole snowbunnies of all sizes to comfortably suck and fuck without having to worry about awkward angles and exhaustion from strained fucksessions. “And here we are. Now before we get started, there’s just a few small details we have to address before you start. First of all, put this on. This is a special choker only available at our stores. It’s as high quality as it can get and you won’t be able to find one as great as this anywhere else. Go ahead, put it on!” It was a tight fit. The dark material the choker consisted of was a great contrast to your girlfriends pale skin however and the way it subtly dug into her throat, constricting it just the tiniest bit, slightly digging into her beautiful skin, it was a sight to behold. Each movement made the spade wrought out of dark steel reflect the light duly. “There we go and now put on this lipstick. I know you have gorgeous lips even without it, but believe me, its important.” Purple lipstick was a new thing for her. She had the puffy lips that seemed to signal to any black man just how nice they’d feel, wrapped around their big black cock, plush DSLs worshipping them, her nimble tongue just another part of her cockmilking suckslut mouth. With her purple lips she got a bit of a goth vibe, creating a bit of a dissonance between them and her otherwise blonde hair and blue eyes, a dissonance which practically shouted that this lipstick was for a special fetish, a way to seek the attention of any fat cocks in her vicinity. Like a call to arms that screamed: FUCK MY MOUTH I’M A SLUT FOR NIGGER COCK! 

“Perfect. You really are beautiful. Have you ever thought about getting some piercings? Or a tattoo? You know Ami is actually a great artist and she can just whip you up a quick little piece of bling or ink. We even offer a black breeder barcode that lets people see your pregnancy and ownership status with their smartphones. Where was I? Oh yeah right. So this is important. The choker is part of our daily competition system. If a guy’s cock is powerful enough to bulge out your throat in a way that causes your choker to snap off, he gets a fantastic reward from the store! It’s an incentive for black guys to come back to the store. There are enough gals out there willing to pay just to worship a fat black cock and a pair of deliciously large testicles you know. We’re just trying to find the right guys for the job and this is a great way to do it. You know mister boyfriend, if you’re interested you could try it out yourself. Haha I’m just kidding, we all know what kind of little surprise you’re packing. Compared to the kinds of cocks your girlfriend gets to service today, it might as well be a clitty. Whats the lipstick for? Oh right, yes that’s also important. Our customers like it when they can see just how hard you’ve worked for them. Before every cock I want you to apply a generous amount of lipstick. They want to see your lips mark their cocks and I want to see it too. Speaking of seeing it. Mister boyfriend, this right here is your job. I need you to film the entire thing. We’re using it as promotional material for the store. Huh? Of course this won’t go on the internet. No this is just for the store. You worry too much bitch boy, your girlfriends chastity is assured. Just do as I say or I’ll make sure she’ll 

never let you out of that cage again... Haha just kidding, don’t be so serious!” 

With that Mia was gone and the two of you were left alone, her looking like a pseudo goth whore and you as the camera man of a very special porn movie. 

6 - Interracial gloryhole fun Part 2 

Both of you were a bit uncomfortable. Mia never said anything about your girlfriend cleaning black cocks for the whole day. Both of you had assumed it was maybe a cashier job? Something less... lewd at least. There’s no way that your girlfriend knew of this deal after all. No way at all. She would never have agreed if she had known, right? As if to break the atmosphere, the first cock appeared through one of the gloryholes. It was safe to say that both of you were in a bit of a shock. And in awe. It was a magnificent example of a beautiful, fat, veiny, uncut black cock. A pair of fat dark balls were swinging below it, both of them waiting to be serviced by your girlfriends eager mouth. As if unsure how to proceed, your girlfriend awkwardly approached the slab of dark man meat in front of her. Gingerly, insecure, she examined the monster in front of her. She was raping it with her eyes, fondling his fat balls and glans with her stares. She was a mere inch away from it, her ragged breath hitting the dick in front of her face. As if surprised, her new lover jumped up a bit, clearly enjoying the sensation of her cockhungry breath on its skin. 

It was the push that your girlfriend needed. With all her courage she planted a shy kiss on the strangers tip, still covered by a strained bit of foreskin. Again he jumped and again your girlfriend began her advances, getting more bold with each move. With her hands she began to feel up his manhood, moving them up and down his mighty shaft as she gently moved her tongue over his glans. She could sense how much her new lover was enjoying her gentle touch, the tongue that was supposed to be only for you now stimulating the head of his veiny cock. Her hands were now slowly jerking him off, gliding over his shaft from the balls to the glans, her tiny mouth filled completely by the massive cock in front of her. It was as if she was trying to milk his virile black semen right out of him, milking it right into her eager mouth, hot and ready for the salty load he was sure to gift her. With each stroke and each flick of her tongue across his glans he got more and more erect, the already impressive meatrod getting even bigger inside of her wet mouth. It gave her the confidence she needed. Any trace of restraint went away as she tried to take him inside of her, deep down into her throat. It would have been impossible for a normal woman to throat such a massive piece of cockmeat and yet, like a true snowbunny, your girlfriend managed to take almost half of him inside of her, her throat bulging from the mass as she was getting squeezed between her tight choker and the fat cock. It clearly wasn’t enough to snap her newest accessory however. Even has she slowly bobbed her head on his cock, massaging it with her throat, her entire cock getting massaged with each swallow, even with her help it wasn’t enough to snap her choker. It didn’t take long for him to finish. A fat salty load of cum shooting directly into her throat down into her stomach. Only the spit connecting his cock and her lips was an indicator of the tender deepthroat you had just caught on camera. 

It was clear she was enjoying herself. It was her first time sucking off a real cock after all. Even if you had tried to talk to her, she wouldn’t have heard you. She was busy removing her pants, revealing a dripping wet spot in her panties. A pair of panties that was quickly discarded as she began furiously rubbing her wet pussy. She would have brought herself to climax, rubbing her swollen clit with her thumb as she fucked herself with another three fingers, if there hadn’t been a new client. Neither of you had expected them to come and go this quickly but here he was, a new cock hanging 

inside of the room. This one was different from the one before. Where the first cock was nice, big and clean, this big black nigger cock was clearly in need of a tongue bath. He was larger than the cock before, but this one had foreskin covering him completely and the musky smell of ballsweat and cum was permeating from it. Mia had mentioned something about a special cock cleaning deal that only the more degenerate customers would take advantage off. Some of them wouldn’t wash their cock for a whole month, only to have it cleaned by the mouth of a pretty young white girl, her tongue lapping up all the cockgrime that had collected. This was clearly one of them. As she peeled back his ample foreskin, she was greeted by a month’s worth of stale semen, smegma and a stray pube, all of them adding to his manly, musky cock scent served to put her brain into the state of a cockhungry suckslut. The sheer manliness of his smell was enough to put her into a state of arousal that you had never seen before. Where she was simply wet before, she was now gushing with her feminine juices, her pheromones mixing in the air with his manly scent. The smell itself was intoxicating, turning your fit fiancées mouth into a fuckhole for his dirty, smelly BBC wouldn’t be very hard for him. Already her mouth was agape in shock and arousal, her tongue lolling out getting closer and closer to him as though her mind was possessed by the thought of cleaning his nasty nigger dick. This time she was less gentle, less restrained. Pulling his foreskin back as much as possible she revealed all of the nasty cockspunk he had saved for her. It was impossible, she had to taste him, she had to get a taste of his smegma loaded glans and the backed up load he was keeping in those fat balls of his, there was no way she could ever pull back now. 

With the enthusiasm of a true cock cleaning whore she went ahead and circled her tongue around his glans, taking in all the smegma and old, stinky semen in one fell swoop, depositing it all on her pretty pink tongue. It didn’t seem as though she was aware of you or the video you couldn’t help but take of her unbridled cock lust, yet still she acted as though she truly was the star actress in her own porn movie. Like a true professional whore she held out her tongue, displaying his nasty spunk on it for the camera, before pulling it back, savoring it in her mouth, coating her taste buds with the unique, salty taste of his unwashed cock. She dipped her tongue into his nigger nut one last time before swallowing all of it in one go. He couldn’t see her display of wanton hedonism, a pretty young girl enjoying the taste of his month old cockspunk, yet still his cock was rock hard, harder and much bigger than yours ever was or could be. He was even bigger than the guy from before! You weren’t the only one that had noticed his size. Your girlfriend had already swallowed his smegma and was now busying herself with his fat cock. With the glans cleaned, she moved on to worship the rest of his cock, dragging her tongue across his length, up and down, tasting the sweat on his skin as she pleasured him. Her spit was beginning to coat his entire length, making her tongue glide across his man meat down to his balls. With his cock glistening with her saliva, she moved on to his heavy balls, kissing them, worshipping them with her mouth, sucking one of them in, holding it inside the warmth of her mouth. It filled her mouth to the brim, yet she somehow managed to glide her tongue across it, sandwiching it between the fat testicle and her plush lips. She quickly switched to the other testicle, sucking it in and giving it the same treatment, licking every fold of his heavy scrotum, sucking in his ballsweat, truly worshipping his heavy dangling testicles with her mouth. It was as if hundreds of years of oppression were being rectified in this very moment. A fertile young white girl down on her knees, practically begging to clean the cock of her black master as her white boyfriend watches. 

Not just his smell is intoxicating. Tasting his cockspunk and heavy, wrinkled ballsack in her mouth just 

made her pussy gush all the more. She needed to feel him in her mouth, feel his lengthy and thick shaft pulsating in her mouth as he gushes rope after rope of thick smelly semen into her hot belly. Neither of you were sure whether the head of his enormous cock would even fit into her mouth, but she sure was going to try. She nearly had to unhook her jaw to truly take his girth into her hot, greedy mouth, but it was certainly worth it. She stretched her lips, her mouth, her jaw to accommodate his size inside of her, getting more comfortable with the man meat in her mouth with each second. It was already glistening with the saliva she had so liberally applied to his shaft with her tongue, but it wasn’t enough spitlube for her to pleasure him with her throat. She needed to feel him though, push past her tongue deep into her, to be used as nothing more than a pocket pussy for his superior cock. Once again she began to prep his meaty glans, covering them in her saliva, her tongue circling around his entire girth, or at least the part she had managed to get inside of her cute little mouth. There seemed to be no back and forth for her as she had resigned to lube him up properly with her spit, he however had other plans. Suddenly he pulled back, almost freeing his cockhead from her greedy mouth. As she rocked her head forth to take him back, to fill the void his cock had left in her mouth, he bucked his hips forward forcefully, ramming it past her mouth, deep into her throat. Her eyes opened in shock and awe at the thick sensation inside of her throat. He had proven to her that she was able to take him, that all the deepthroating she had done on her favorite dildo had worked, that her gag reflex really was gone for good. All of these thought would have ran through her head if she hadn’t been busy gagging on his massive black meatstick. 

Unable to grasp her head, unable to force her into servicing him as a thug like him would usually do, he could only stand back and let her take her pleasure out on him. With new enthusiasm she began to service him, bobbing her head back and forth, throating him ever deeper with each movement, gagging herself on his length. Her wet, hot throat constricted around him as she swallowed, wringing his cock with the slimy muscles of her throat and oesophagus. Her throat was bulging more and more the deeper she gagged herself on his thick cock. Her choker had already been strained by her fist customers cock, but this one truly knocked it out of the park. Each movement, each time she pulled back and throated his meaty dick her throat bulged out until it finally happened. With a *rip* her choker snapped off of her throat, tumbling down her back. She hadn’t even noticed as she was still busying herself with his man meat. Without the tightness of the choker constricting her throat, she was free to service his cock properly. She took his length in its entirety, forcing it down her tight, wet throat inch by inch until his balls hit her chin, the deepest part of his cock already cutting of her air supply. She did not back off however. With him all the way inside of her she proceeded to milk his balls dry with her mouth. With each swallow her oesophagus constricted, massaging the entire length of his cock, enveloping it in her warm wetness. Slowly she bobbed her head back and forth, intent on stimulating his glans with the very end of her throat. Her eyes were beginning to tear up, reddening from their lack of oxygen and the rough throatfucking she was forcing upon herself. The camera took it in perfectly, every single pixel taking in her blissful face, mascara running down her cheeks, saliva running down her lips, dropping down from her chin. 

With one last bob of her head he erupted. Thick ropes of nigger jizz were shooting down her throat into her aching belly. A month’s worth of smelly semen was gushing out of his cock, the jelly like seed clogging up her throat forcing her to swallow or drown in his nut. She had no choice but to choke herself on rope after rope of his nut, each shot heavier and more virile than the last flowing down her oesophagus. She did her best to swallow all of it, but even she was unable to take it all in, her cheeks bulging out as his never ending loads of semen pushed past the cock lodged deep in her throat. You could be proud of your girlfriend. Despite gallons of cum now gushing in her mouth, she didn’t let a 

single drop spill during this time, opting instead to swallow as much of his gift as she possibly could. Again and again his cock pulsated until finally he was done, his balls spent and her belly knocked up with gallons of his semen. Slowly she pulled her head back, making sure the tight seal of her lips gripping to his cock wasn’t broken, making sure not a single sperm would leave her mouth while his cock was still inside of her. Gently she pulled back again, lips pursed as she pulled the massive, semen stained, slimy cock out of her mouth. Quickly she planted one last kiss on his tips, her cheeks still bulging from the mass of semen he had deposited. Clearly he was satisfied, pulling out of the gloryhole had had previously occupied, his cock still messy with his semen and her spit, looking as though he had just finished nutting deep inside the womb of another snowbunny who had thrown herself at him, begged him to please please please breed her black. It wouldn’t have been the first time for him. With his cock out of the picture her attention shifted back to you. Well not you, the camera was the real focus of her attention. Gently she opened her mouth, parting her lips to let his potent semen dribble down her lower lip, the sheer mass of jizz still in her mouth slowly flowing down her chin, staining the expensive top you bought her some time before with his gooey seed. Her face was an absolute mess, covered in spit and semen, the little amount of makeup she wore smeared all over her face from the harsh deepthroating session she had just forced upon herself. 

She serviced several more men that day, each less impressive than the monster cock that had snapped her choker. Each still more than double your size. Her belly was filled to the brim with the superior seed she had received earlier, feeling is slushing around inside of her, making her feel as though she was about to burst. She had opted to not swallow any more semen that day, getting facial after facial instead, until she was glazed from top to bottom with the thick semen of several well hung strangers. It didn’t feel as though a lot of time had passed, but eventually Mia came back in to signal the end of this special shift. 

“Looks like someone had fun. You’re absolutely covered in cum you know that? It actually looks good on you. Reminds me of the good old times. Hey boyfriend, did you get some good footage? Let me take a look at that... Wow I must say, you have an eye for this, these are actually really good. No shacky nonsense, just all the action perfectly encapsulated and preserved on film. Man look at that choker pop off, that’s just beautiful. You should try working for BLACKED. Well BLACKED RAW would fit your style more I think. Now I have to say I never expected anyone to actually break your choker, but this is a special circumstance. You see usually when someone manages to break one of our girls chokers they win an All-You-Can-Breed 24h black breeding session with the girl they broke in. It’s a no holds barred, everything’s allowed, no condom, no pill, lube and sextoys supplied by the store kind of fuckfest. White privilege and white identity erased by the big black bull cock pumping his semen into her fertile whitegirl womb... But that’d be a bit unfair considering you’re just here to help me out today and I wouldn’t want to force anything on you. Plus that guy that broke you in today? Yeah he actually works for the store in the ladies section. Women actually come here to gag themselves on his fat cock. He shouldn’t even be allowed to fuck here, but he probably thought he could just take advantage of my poor newbie friend and her defenseless loser husband. His thoughts, not mine obviously. So don’t worry, I wont force you to do anything you don’t want to do. I wouldn’t want mister boyfriend here to watch you get plowed for a whole day after all. What kind of boyfriend would even allow their woman to get bred by some random guy, am I right?” 

Of course you expected your girlfriend to say no. Sure the idea of her having sex with black men had 

been on both of your minds and you had talked about it before. It’s the whole reason you went to this store in the first place. But she wouldn’t just go ahead and do it without getting your okay first. She was clearly conflicted. Her bare pussy was still drenched, her own wetness having mixed with the seed that had dripped down her body, the combination of her juices and the strangers cum creating a thick lube she had used to rub her aching clit. She needed to get dicked down. Hard. But she persisted. Of course she wouldn’t do such a thing to the boyfriend she loved so dearly. Instead she would go back home to her favourite black dildo, using it to ravage herself, to knock on her cervix with the massive piece of silicone as the two of you watch the video of her gagging on black cocks together. She put her panties and shorts back on. Turning to you again, she planted a big kiss on your mouth, her tongue pushing past your lips and meeting yours. Her semen stained kiss tasted salty. It tasted sweeter than anything else. 

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Simple Method To Stop Your Dog From Begging For Food

If you really want to stop your dog from begging for food, you're going to need to learn to refrain from giving in to his begging every time there is food around.

It is not a secret as to the reason why a dog begs, well, it is because they would like food as soon as you have food anywhere near you or as soon as you go in the kitchen.

Begging isn't disrespectful or weird to your puppy; it's instinctive, so it takes a great deal of consistency to reverse that behavior if we've been reinforcing it. This begging "attitude" began a long time ago with the dog's descendants. With time, this became instinctive to wolves which carried over to dogs through their DNA.

Our dogs are hard-wired to seek opportunities to get food from us and given that they're observant they quickly grasp that begging brings about payoffs when we respond to all these signals that they have gained mastery so well over time.

It is one of the most common complaints of pet owners, however, there is hope. You can keep your pet dog from your food while your dining, you just have to be persistent.

- How Can I Stop My Dog From Begging?

The initial step when teaching your dog not to beg is to make a pledge to yourself which is to stop submitting. Every time you offer your puppy a treat from the table it's teaching them that begging is a winning action. It may perhaps not work all the time, but our dogs have excellent memories; they'll maintain trying if they figured out it did the job anytime before

Dogs beg more when we're looking at them; they know it works. Those big puppy dog eyes and all that whining-- it works really well on all of us.

If you want your dog to stop begging you have to ensure that you're not giving him mixed signals. It is not reasonable to expect good behavior from our puppies if we ourselves don't remain consistent.

Training ourselves as being constant is usually the most challenging part, the rest is relatively simple. Here are 3 methods that will definitely help you stop your dog from begging.

1- Pay no attention to Your Dog's Begging

Don't look at your puppy while he begs. Just ignore him.

Whenever your dog starts his routine of begging for food you have to totally pay no attention to the disruptive behavior. Should he get a scrap from you one single time he realizes that his time and efforts might just pay off next time.

If you look into those big eyes when he's begging you can feel bad for him and offer him a morsel. Almost any attention you give him when he's begging might make him believe you're close to giving him some food given that it's done the job so well previously.

He will most likely fuss and resist if he's a prolific beggar, nevertheless, you are going to have to learn to pay no attention to it. Your pet dog should eventually figure out that "hey, I think that's not going to do the job anymore."

Don't associate food together with love. Your puppy is certainly not starving. You nourish him very well every morning and evening. Over 50% of American dogs are generally too heavy, your puppy doesn't need to have any extras. If you still feel bad just keep in mind-- he's manipulating you.

Pet dogs have developed to getting those big sad eyes and floppy ears for merely that reason, to maneuver you into caring for them. They've evolved more puppy-like features and tend to share plenty of attributes of wolf puppies rather than adult wolves.

2- Limit Your Dog From the Dinner Table

Among the easiest solutions to stop your from begging is by preventing the behavior early on. You may do this by separating your pet dog from the dinner table.

You can educate your dog to lay down away from where you are eating, or you can make use of a baby gate to retain them in a different area. If your dog is already a beggar keep in mind that his behavior is most likely going to be fairly resistant for a little bit before it improves, but the consistency will ultimately pay off.

Have your dog lay down in his bed or specific space you've picked for him, compliment him as soon as he lays down and give him some treats within this spot. Depending on his stay command you might possibly need to work at this for some time before he's continually remaining in his new spot.

After you've eaten visit him and give him lots of praise, give him treats. Let him know the behavior of sitting steadily while the family members eat is just what's going to generate the most desired compensation.

If you don't believe your puppy is going to be able to stay for any period of time or you don't have a decent stay command mastered you can prefer to separate him with a barricade such as a baby gate, a very common selection.

3- Redirect His Focus While You Eat

Give your pet dog something else to concentrate on while you eat. If you don't wish your dog to stay completely separated from you while you eat you may redirect his focus to some snacks, toys, or treats of his own. Offer him one of his popular bully sticks, or jam some peanut butter inside of a Kong.

Ignore him if he gets up from his treat to beg. He is going to most likely do this for a while if he's used to begging. Just as long as you don't give in and nourish him from the table at all he will eventually understand that his begging abilities aren't going to pay off anymore.

If you're consistent and decide to persevere begging could be considerably quick and easy to deal with. It merely takes determination and consistency. You need all of the household engaged; if any member is not going to play along and gives up you are definitely not going to be successful.

You simply cannot surrender, regardless of how adorable he is actually or what sounds your puppy is producing, it will set you back to square one.

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Congratulations, RACH! You’ve been accepted for the role of JULIET with an approved FC change to Ashika Pratt. Admin Rosey: I'm doing a happy dance right now because we finally have a Juliet back in our midst - our lovely, shining principessa has returned back to us again! Rach, your application was so enjoyable to read. It has the soft, melodic cadence of Juliana throughout the interview and laid a great foundation for her growth and development. There was an ease to it that I absolutely adored and I cannot wait to see how she will come to life on the dash! Please read over the checklist and send in your blog within 24 hours.

WELCOME TO THE MOB.

OUT OF CHARACTER

Alias | Rach

Age | 20

Preferred Pronouns | She/Her

Activity Level | 8.5 ; These quarantimes are doing  wonders for my activity levels.

Timezone | PST

How did you find the rp?  | See below!

Current/Past RP Accounts | Ahhh, so I actually played Delilah FOREVER ago @delilahbello and applied for Halcyon a while back! I know I’ve been in and out of rping for a while, but I literally have so much love for Diverona & it has such a special place in my heart I thought I might try my hand at another character. But if you wanted a more recent account I have @zubeidakhan!

IN CHARACTER

Character | Juliet; Juliana Arina Capulet  (Could I request a FC change to Ashika Pratt and an age up to 26? )

Juliana - “youthful.”

Arina - “peace”

Capulet- “determined, or head-strong”

What drew you to this character? |

I think there’s something to be said about characters that stand the test of time. The very concept of Juliet Capulet has transcended centuries, but I find there’s something particularly alluring about this modern iteration of her. In Juliana. I see this aforementioned transcendence. I see a girl who’s on the cusp of something big-- and I cannot help but be consumed by  a desire to sink my teeth into her complexities and uncover every nook and cranny she has to offer. Juliana is, after all, a girl who’s been forced to grow comfortable with toeing the line between certainty and the great unknown. Yet, beyond that line, I see something much sturdier. I am drawn to Juliet in that I see her as less of a dainty flower and more of a spider’s web (though it is fascinating how morning dew collects on both). It seems to be a recurring tragedy that girls who like flowers and pretty things are often mistaken for being merely that. But with Julianaa, I’m attracted to her haunting, persistent strength, a beauty that is equal parts aching, stubbornness, and gilded thorns. 

I am drawn to the weaving of Juliana’s web-- her paradoxes, if you will. Humans are, after all, paradoxical creatures.  She has loved just as much as she has lost (and she resents with equal rigor). She has the world in her hands, but remains uncontent, her heart bursting at the seams. Pride, compassion, loyalty, obsession-- they all coexist within Juliana manifesting in the form of her ambitions, motivations, and sense of self. Juliana is no stranger to blood and yet hate feels so foreign to her. Her sweetness does not precede her dedication nor her obedience. Juliana feels the weight of the world upon her shoulders, but charges forward unflinchingly. 

And above all, while perhaps cliche, it is love that draws me to Juliana. There is something Machiavellian about Juliana. Not the ‘ends justify the means’ Machiavelli that has been ingrained into our cultural misunderstanding of the man and his philosophies, but rather the Machiavelli who wrote and acknowledged the power of Cupid’s bow. The Machiavelli who loved his wife in a time where love before marriage was a relatively modern idea. The Machiavelli who understood the reach of a beloved leader. Needless to say, there are so many aspects of Juliana’s character that I adore, I would be delighted to play her if given the chance!

What is a future plot idea you have in mind for the character? | 

One. 

I imagine Juliana’s mother passed away when Juliana was quite young. Young enough for memories to futilely slip away, old enough to mourn and remember her loss. I see Juliana craving for good memories of her mother, just as she aches for the approval of mother’s ghost, a ghost which evades her like wisps of wind slipping through her dainty fingers the moment she's managed a secure grip. I see her as wishing she had more of her mother to replay within her mind like film-- the fire in her smile, the warmth of her embrace, her laughter like melody on a warm, summer day-- but alas, I think Juliana’s found herself trapped with something far more icy-- the frigid image of gaunt woman helplessly falling away from this world and into the next. 

Because of this, I imagine Juliana  still hasn’t come to terms with the fact that she will never know her mother in her prime. It remains the one hollow in her heart, so with all that said, I would love to explore how she attempts to fill that part of herself through her relationships with the other meaningful people in her life.  With her father, I think that she finds blood loyalty. I love the notion of delving into Juliana being both a daughter in the singular (Cosimo’s daughter) and the daughter of the collective (Verona’s daughter). Then again, perhaps it speaks volumes that she sees her father as Verona itself. With this, I want to explore what does blood loyalty mean to Juliana? This is blood loyalty, that very thing that constantly inspires the darkest parts of hers-- frustration, fury, and desperation. Perhaps it ought to be said that even desperation requires ‘lighter’ traits like hope and fealty, but is there a breaking point for Juliana? Does love bolster or shatter her loyalty? Either way, I think that the answers to these questions will guide Juliana’s actions moving forward and would provide an interesting challenge to her character.

Two.

As for the other major figures in her life, Vivianne is arguably her most obvious maternal figure, which is why I think it would be interesting to explore how she seeks a mother’s wisdom and experience from someone who isn’t her blood. I am fascinated by what drove her initial resistance to Vivianne-- was it merely a child’s mourning or perhaps was it foreshadowing that her loyalty is more complicated and pliable than what meets the eye. While I could envision Juliana being played either way (most likely a combination both ways), Juliana’s relationship with Vivianne is a fascinating fixture of her character that I would love to delve deeper into. I think there is much to be learned for Vivianne in the ways of both womanhood and business (though I suspect they are far from separate entities). Vivianne has been a fierce advocate for Juliana, something she’s immensely grateful for, but I would like to see Juliana learn how to advocate for herself. How does the Capulet heiress give weight to her words-- is it the fulfillment of promises? Or better yet, is it the threat of something dangerous to come?

As for Rafaella, Tiberius, and Priam (and possibly even Roman) I cannot help but root for Juliana in her quest to find understanding in this lonesome world. Here is Juliana Capulet, surrounded by people but still so incredibly alone. Such a sweet, vivacious girl ought not to be as lonely as she is. I think that there is a part of Juliana has equated love and understanding. But where love can be evasive and consuming, temporary understanding is achievable. For Juliana it is found in small, kind deeds and shared life experience, but I would love to explore this on a larger scale. How do these tangible aspects of generally abstract concepts apply to Juliana’s unestablished relationships? I think there are many themes to explore there-- generational similarities, shared loss, forgiveness, ect. How do each of these external factors affect her internal sense of duty and loyalty? 

Three. 

Finally, I would like to see Juliana confronted by her privilege. Juliana is a girl born heiress to an empire, free from any want, and while her life has been far from ideal, I would like to see Juliana in a position where her fortune and name loses its relevance. While I suspect that in such a situation. Juliana would be moved to cling on to her faith in love even more, I do wonder if Juliana would take such an opportunity to relieve herself of the burdensome weight of being an heiress, even if only momentarily.  Alternatively, on the topic of love and burdens, I do wonder, how Juliana would grapple with the choice between love and loyalty. Just as she has equalized love and understanding, one of Juliana's biggest blindspots is that she has mistaken love and loyalty to be synonymous, when in fact they are arguably quite contradictory. While she sees herself as loyal to love, I would love to explore Juliana’s mindset as she’s forced to reckon with the two as opposing forces. It’s niave of Juliana to believe her loyalty is enough and I think there’s a part of her that knows that, which would make such a choice all the more enthralling to unpack. 

Are you comfortable with killing off your character? | Yes, I mean after all, Romeo & Juliet did end in a very specific way...

IN DEPTH

Please choose between the interview or the para sample (or both, if you like!)

What is your favorite place in Verona? | 

It’s begun to lightly drizzle in the garden. It’s a hazy summer afternoon, sticky and humid, but Juliana finds herself hard-pressed to move from the bench. Eyes closed, head tilted upwards, she finds she understands the thunderclouds, the raindrops, and the floods that rise to her knees. She’s become numb to the water’s presence, for it’s a cleansing experience to be drenched by the clouds in the sky. They do not know it yet, but she is one of them, a cloud—one moment an innocuous softness, the next a violent hurricane.

Opening her eyes, Juliana is shocked to find she is not alone, but rather in the company of an older stranger who eyes her with burgeoning curiosity. While mostly bare-faced, she still retains her aura of glamour, perhaps aided by the presence of her designer coat and untouched umbrella. Still, for Juliana it is strange to be regarded with such unfamiliarity. In her experience, perfect strangers were so terribly rare in Verona. She seemed to know everyone, or rather, everyone seemed to know her.

The stranger finally approaches her, taking a seat beside Juliana as the rain continues to pick up pace, drenching the garden and all its inhabitants in a light mist.

“Do you have a favorite place around these parts?” the old man asks, his voice deep and raspy, but not entirely unkind. His words are laced with a thick Italian accent, though she suspects he is not a native Veronian like herself. She had always had an ear for accents, an eye for details. His small talk was quaint and unusual, but who was she to deny herself some company and an exchange of words on this drizzly day.

She ponders his question monetarily, mentally tracing through the city in her mind, akin to skimming an elegant finger over a spinning globe. To choose a favorite place in Verona, Juliana thinks, is to choose a favorite child, in that even if one were to say they didn’t have one, they’d certainly be lying. This was not to say it was a particularly simple choice for her, as she liked to think all of Verona was her home. Her soul was old, her heart young, her mind fashioned from little snippets of the city’s vibrant history, forging a strikingly beautiful tapestry of a true Veronian girl. 

“Why, here, of course,” Juliana says, smiling a glossy-lipped smile that could stop lightning in its tracks. “The museum and club are both lovely, but I must admit I’m quite partial to the Twelfth Night’s gardens. When I was younger my father would always hand me a coin to toss into that little fountain by the pond and make a wish. It must be the luckiest, if not the wealthiest, fountain in all of Verona.”

It’s a response that feels breezy and challengeless, but lacks a certain levity that would make it wholly true. It is, of course, only partially true as Juliana had in fact, tossed many coins into the pond over her lifetime. As for the notion of luck, it was fair to say she had been met with mixed results and limited success, but given that her earlier wishes had begun in vain (first begging for her mother’s health and later, for her father to step away from Capulet business) she never found it in herself to fault the fountain entirely. Most recently, she’s begun her newest ritual, tossing in a coin for luck right before particularly dangerous missions, that is until Rafaella had caught her one afternoon, shattering her already precarious spell of belief.

“You do know they just collect the coins at the end of every week,” she recalls Rafaella telling her. 

“And what do they do with them?” Juliana remembers asking with genuine curiosity. 

Rafaella shrugs, “They donate it to the youth program-- they try and get unprivileged kids engaged with the art and history.”

Needless to say, she’s continued to wishlessly drop coins in the fountain ever since.

What does your typical day look like?

She turns her attention from the fountain back towards the stranger who sits beside her, ears engaged with her every word. 

“And you spend most of your days here? In the rain, signora?” he asks gently, with a small chuckle.

“Is this your way of asking what my typical day looks like, signore?” 

“As I grow further from my youth…I cannot help but wonder what it is like to be young in these times,” he responds, with a knowing twinkle in his eye. Ah, so that is what this is, a recaputurement of his youth. While her instincts urge her to avoid such potentially revealing conversation, she cannot suppress her overcoming sympathy for the man. There’s a loneliness in his eyes that she recognizes, the very one she faces each time she peers at her own reflection. 

“If you must know, I do not spend all my time in the rain,” she clarifies, humoring his original query, “I spend most of my days working for my father...it keeps me busy enough.”

“And your father? What does he do?”

“He’s a--” Juliana pauses, as if to search for the right descriptor of her father’s work, that won’t immediately reveal her own identity, “--a businessman, of sorts.” 

She supposes if blood and bone were merely a form of currency, then businessman was certainly an apt descriptor. After all, it took a certain business-sense to run any sort of empire. While she may have inherited her father’s astuteness, she hasn't been rid her of all mercy, for she kills with a precision only a kind girl could have, pulls blood with an accuracy only one who understands pain could know. It takes a delicate touch to snap a neck, elegant restraint to pull life from body, a silken touch to strangle. She takes no joy from causing harm, but she is meticulous in her work, her fingers so soft, so stained with red, it sometimes hurts to say she’s done it all in the name of love. 

What has been your biggest mistake thus far? 

“Business…” the old man mulls, “It's a difficult way to make it in this world...so little room for error.”

“Indeed, mistakes can be lethal,” Juliana nods in agreement. If only he knew that the agreeable girl before him spoke of lethality in the actual sense, as opposed to the metaphorical one. 

“And you, signora? What has been your biggest mistake thus far?” 

Juliana looks at the man with surprise. What odd questions from a stranger. Still, she’s captured by the conversation, a chance to talk so deeply with a man she’s never known, who seems entirely content with listening. She doesn’t know too many listeners in her own life.

She is, however, unsure of how to respond. For one, did not like to dwell on her mistakes and misgivings. It was unbecoming of someone in her position to fail and furthermore, to brood on such failures. 

Nonetheless, her mind flits to one of her earliest missions where her merciful ways had gotten the better of her. She had hesitated a second too long and she quickly learned her lesson when the coolness of the marble floor pressed painfully against her knees, gun digging painfully into her head. She does not weep, for crying would be too easy. Instead, she refuses to let herself drown. Vivianne gives her second life and her father gives her a second chance. 

“I think my biggest mistake does not matter, signor,” Juliana replied, “what matters most is that I will never make it again.”

What has been the most difficult task asked of you? 

“You are a very wise one, signora,” the man comments and Juliana surprised at the way her heart swells with pride in response to the compliment. He was a mere stranger and yet she already placed value in his approval. Old habits, she supposed. 

“And your father-- he is good to you?” the man asks, “Doesn’t expect too much of you?”

“He is good to me,” Juliana affirms, “Though I fear I am never entirely sure of what he expects of me.”

“In that case, what is the most difficult task that has been asked of you?” he inquires further.

Juliana knows the answer to his question, though she’s not sure if she prepared to reveal it to herself, much less a stranger. Truly, the most difficult thing that’s been asked of her had been to watch her mother fade away so brutally, so slowly. It was, after all, her first acquaintance with injustice. Her failure to do anything to save her mother was painful and lingering, but her salty tears could only last for so long. If only for a moment, she had thought of herself a killer then, unaware of the true brutality that festered within her sweet, blue veins.

Her father had responded to the grief by throwing himself into his work, and she too would follow for reasons entirely different, and yet, entirely the same. 

“To live with loss,” Juliana says with a certain finality, as if to clarify she had no desire to elaborate. 

“Indeed, it is the most difficult task of all. It’s quite strange how one is never explicitly asked to live with loss, and yet here we remain.”

“Here we remain.” Juliana repeats and as if on queue, the clouds begin to part. 

What are your thoughts on the war between the Capulets and the Montagues?

“Signora, forgive me for prying, but I must ask-- living here, in this city-- what are your thoughts on the war between the Capulets and the Montagues?” the man asks, a striking turn from his previous question.

And there it was. If all roads led to Rome, then every conversation led to the feud. What could she possibly say in response? My name is Juliana Capulet. This war is in my blood.

He seems to sense her change in demeanor.

“I’m sorry, my dear. I did not mean to startle you with talk of blood and wars, I simply imagined a Veronian girl such as yourself familiar with the tales of this land,” the man explains apologetically, deep frown lines of worry, forming upon his thick brow. 

“Worry not, signor, you do not startle me. I startle far less easily than perhaps it appears. I’m simply afraid I must be on my way now.”

“Of course, my dear. I cherish your time more than you know. May I at least catch your name, signora?”

She slides off the bench gracefully before turning to face the man one final time.

“Juliet. They call me Juliet.”

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VTMB OC Meme

I decided to repost this VTMB OC meme by denerims as its own separate post instead of a reblog. Because it’s so long, most of it will be under a cut.

These are my Bloodlines fledglings only; I have loads more VTM OCs but this would quickly become quite unmanageable if I added them all :P

Ahem. Without further ado…

🌹 What clan do they belong to and how do they feel about them?

Emily Belmont - Clan Toreador. Embraced for her looks more than anything else, she feels a bit inadequate compared to the talented artists and visionaries of the Clan. She is generally well-liked among the other Toreador, although she tends to get taken advantage of due to her naivete.

Kate Murray - Clan Tremere. Embraced outside the Pyramid, Kate is determined to earn her way in and gain access to the Clan’s arcane secrets and valuable resources. Distrusted by most for her unorthodox nature, Primogen Strauss is a mentor of sorts, even if they differ greatly in their attitude towards modern technology.

Danniella Drake, aka Dany, Dee, D. - Clan Ventrue. In life an aspiring politician with lofty ambitions, not much has changed since her Embrace. Loyal but arrogant, generous to her allies and utterly ruthless to her enemies, Dee feels she was born to rule and is quite at home among the Ventrue. Of course, an ambitious upstart is as likely to make enemies as she is to gain friends…

Wilhelmina “Mina” Ellicott - Clan Nosferatu. A former British socialite and beauty queen, Mina’s Embrace into the Nosferatu clan was a veritable fall from grace, forced upon her by a vengeful Sewer Rat whom she viciously mocked, taking him for a vagrant. She loathes them and they aren’t fond of her either, so she keeps to herself.

🎹 Do they have any special talents or skills?

Emily: Although she has a pleasant voice and was working as a singer in a seedy bar at the time of her Embrace, Emily also has a BA in English.

Kate: A computer science student and a recently Awakened mage before her Embrace, Kate combines tech savviness with a growing knowledge of Blood Magic.

Dany: Decisive, persuasive, intimidating when she wants to be, Dee is good at making tough choices for “the greater good”.

Mina: A spoiled girl who spent her former life travelling and partying, Mina never bothered developing many useful skills; hard work is for the poor after all. She is good at reading people, however.

🌃 Where are they from and where do they live now?

Emily: Actually from LA, and is still living there.

Kate: Oregon, currently living at the Los Angeles Chantry.

Dany: Washington DC, at the moment looking to establish her own domain.

Mina: From England, was on a trip to the US when she ran afoul of her sire. She is drifting from place to place.

💢 What is their moral alignment?

Emily: Neutral Good

Kate: Chaotic Neutral

Dany: Starts out as Lawful Neutral, then slides towards Lawful Evil

Mina: Neutral Evil

👯‍♀️ Do they have any notable allies/friends?

Emily: Emily has several close acquaintances and is quite close to VV, a Toreador as soulful as she is who understands her desire to hold on to her humanity.

Kate: Regent Maximilian Strauss and Beckett as fellow scholars, Mitnick whom she can geek out with

Dany: Prince LaCroix (for now…)

Mina: Imalia, whom she sees as a kindred spirit of sorts.

💘 Do they have a romantic interest?

Emily: Heather Poe, her ghoul. (I made a drawing of them a while back. Incidentally that’s what Emily would look like if the game engine allowed it)

Kate: N/A

Dany: N/A

Mina: N/A

🏴 What are their allegiances? (Camarilla/Anarch/Independent/etc)

Emily: Anarchs

Kate: Camarilla/Strauss

Dany: Camarilla/LaCroix

Mina: Independent

🧛‍♀️ Do they have any preference regarding who they feed on/how they feed?

Emily: She prefers feeding from willing vessels, and Heather when possible (but not too often as not to harm her)

Kate: She likes taking as few risks as possible when feeding, but otherwise has no real preferences. Will prefer getting a bloodpack instead of going out to hunt if it means getting more research time in.

Dany: She doesn’t tell her specific blood preference to anyone, and is one of her carefully guarded secrets. Needless to say, she tries to ensure she has a steady supply of it.

Mina: She refuses to feed on rats and bums unless absolutely desperate, just like she avoids the sewers and prefers skulking around in a large hooded overcoat. She likes feeding from pretty people and making it unpleasant for them, out of spite.

⌛ When and how were they turned?

Emily: She was targeted by a romantic Old World vampire who said he reminded him of a Pre-Raphaelite painting. He visited her a few nights at the bar where she worked as a singer and lured her to a dingy motel room where they had sex and he turned her without her knowledge. (her story more or less follows the vanilla game intro)

Kate: Little did she know that she nearly became a Nosferatu when, following a clue left by her late grandfather, a mage, Kate hacked her way into a low security server hosted on SchreckNet and used by a group of young Tremere for the purposes of exchanging information. There she met her future sire who soon realised her arcane potential and decided to Embrace her. The Nosferatu were considering doing the same, impressed with her technical skills and wary of the risk she now posed to the Masquerade.

Dany: She was Embraced by an arrogant young Ventrue who watched her debates and how she handled her opponents, believing she would make a good addition to his power base. Foolishly, he believed he could conceal this from the Prince; he was wrong.

Mina: She was leaving an expensive club with her friends when she bumped into a shabby man whom she took for a vagrant. Disgusted, she complained loudly that his stink was now all over her expensive dress and that they really shouldn’t allow such filth to roam the streets in the nice part of town. Unfortunately for her, the “bum” was actually a Nosferatu who did not take kindly to the insults and decided to teach the rich bitch a lesson.  

🤝 What is their relationship with their sire like?

Emily: She only knew him briefly, but she was drawn to him and was shocked when she witnessed his execution. She retains a feeling of guilt over his death; if it hadn’t been for her, he would still be alive…

Kate: She feels what happened to her sire was unfair, although she is aware that he knowingly violated Kindred law, so it was his fault too. She hardly knew him, so she cannot say she had a strong attachment to him, though she wishes he were still alive, and that she’d been properly inducted into the Pyramid without having to fight for the privilege.

Dany: She thinks he was a fool, although she is grateful for the opportunity his actions, misguided as they were, have afforded her. Immortality is an improvement on her previous condition, and she is determined to overcome her…less than auspicious beginning.

Mina: She absolutely loathes him and watched with glee as his head was separated from his body. At least she got that bit of revenge over the bastard.

🖤 How do they feel about being turned? (How did they adjust? Do they feel differently now than they did when they were first turned?)

Emily: She was crushed to find out she had been turned into a bloodsucking monster, but she has tried to adjust (with much difficulty). Heather’s presence has helped her experience a counterfeit sort of humanity, the two of them entering a co-dependent relationship which Emily clings to for comfort. Although she knows Heather’s feelings are influenced by the Blood Bond, her own love for her clouds her judgement.

Kate: She hated the idea of losing her life at first, the future she had all planned out, but soon consoled herself with the prospect of an eternity spent unravelling the secrets of the Tremere Clan and beyond. For a consummate scholar like her, the possibilities seem endless.

Dany: She took it in her stride, and in fact being Embraced into the Clan of Kings only served to cement her belief that she was meant to accomplish great things; greater now than she ever dreamed possible. This was fate.

Mina: Losing her looks, which she valued above all else and underpinned her identity was agonizing for Mina. At first, she refused to come out of her warren until driven by hunger. It is still immensely difficult for her to accept that she is hideous, reviled. Never a particularly nice person, the Embrace has brought out a cruel, vengeful streak in her and she delights in petty schemes and revenge.

💉 Have they sired anyone? If so - why, how and did they claim their childe?

None of them have any childer, although Emily dreams of Embracing Heather one day.

👷🏻‍♂️ What are their opinions on mortals?

Emily: She is determined to avoid slipping into a “predatory” mindset like many of her peers and see them as cattle, which isn’t easy to do given her appetites.

Kate: Always a bit of an intellectual snob, that sense of superiority has increased since her Embrace. She won’t go out of her way to be cruel, but she can’t help seeing their fragility and their limitations, compared with the power and intellectual prowess of an Elder Kindred (which she aspires to becoming one day)

Dany: Most of them are of little consequence, although a few have their uses and a small minority are deserving of respect.

Mina: She hates them for their ability to walk freely in public, without inspiring fear and disgust. She especially hates good looking humans who remind her most of what she has lost.

👑 What is their opinion on the Camarilla?

Emily: Opposing it felt a bit like opposing her government, so for a while she was willing to accept the status quo, and not make waves. She wasn’t blind to their abuses, however, and wanted no part of that.

Kate: She approves of some members of the Camarilla but not others. Overall, she thinks it makes sense as an organization, Kindred needing laws and an organised society to keep them safe, but some of the blatant power plays and injustices she observed left a sour taste in her mouth. She doesn’t care much for politics either way, her focus is her research.

Dany: A staunch supporter of the Camarilla and the Masquerade, she firmly believes that law and order are a Kindred’s best friend, and that the Ventrue are best suited to enforce said laws.

Mina: She doesn’t care either way; supposedly the Camarilla value Nosferatu as informants and spies, but she’s isn’t good at either of those things so she’s not counting on any protection from them.

💥 The Anarchs?

Emily:  The Anarchs provided more equality as well as freedom than the Camarilla did, who just treated her as a lowly pawn. She doesn’t really care about the politics or sparking a revolution, she just wants to live her life in peace.

Kate: Too, well, anarchistic and idealistic. If history taught her anything, is that people will always seek power, power breeds more power and Kindred are no different. The pseudo-egalitarianism they espoused had been tried before in various forms, unsuccessfully.

Dany: Rabble, who endanger all their kind with their petty rebellions and lax adherence to the Masquerade, when they _should _be aiding the Camarilla against the Sabbat.

Mina: She doesn’t give a damn about their “grievances” or their conflict with the Camarilla. She has her own troubles, and it’s not like they give a crap, do they?

🧥 The Sabbat?

Emily: Absolutely terrifying, a mirror of her worst nightmare, of what she could become if the Beast took over.

Kate: Unstable fanatics ruled by paranoid, superstitious Elders who see signs of Gehenna everywhere, although most just seem to enjoy mayhem for the sake of it. If left unchecked, they could bring about the end of their kind, not because of some Ancient awakening to devour them all but because humans would come after them with explosives and flamethrowers.

Dany: The Enemy, which must be destroyed. No mercy shall be granted them.

Mina: Sometimes she is vaguely tempted to defect; then she could cause some real damage to assholes like her late sire and kill uppity kine without restraint.

💞 Do they have any opinions on [particular clan]?

Emily: All clans have their good and bad sides, as far as she’s concerned, but she will admit she feels uncomfortable around the Nosferatu; not because of how they look, but because most of them treat her with thinly veiled hostility (and sometimes they omit the veil altogether).

Kate: She appreciates intriguing, clever, well-educated individuals regardless of clan; for example, she respects Beckett as a scholar and enjoys geeking out with Mitnick.

Dany: She believes in the superiority of the Ventrue but in general is willing to listen to others regardless of clan, if they have proven their worth and loyalty. Disloyalty, on the other hand, (towards her or the Camarilla) is something she does not tolerate.

Mina: Needless to say, she is not fond of the “pretty bloodsuckers” of the Toreador clan, although that dislike extends to attractive members of other clans as well. On the other hand, she doesn’t particularly care for the company of her fellow Nosferatu either; too confronting.

⛪ Do they practice or believe in a religion? (Kindred or mortal)

None of them were religious in life, and they carried that lack of belief in the unlife.

🌎 Do they try to retain any part of their humanity?

Emily: Very much so, to the point of self-deception. Heather is her main tether to humanity, her ghoul and lover, bound to her but having a powerful hold on her in return. She mourns her lost humanity which makes her seem weak in the eyes of other Kindred, but when roused she will fight tooth and nail.

Kate: To some degree, yes. She has no intention of giving in to the Beast any more than she has to, but also understands that the pursuit of knowledge and arcane power sometimes involves some…unsavoury practices.

Dany: The Beast must be kept in check, of course; that is vital for any sensible Kindred’s longterm survival. That being said, difficult decisions must be made, traitors punished and sometimes that involves collateral damage. All for the good of the Camarilla, and the Masquerade.

Mina: Humanity? You mean what was stolen from her by that filthy bastard they called her sire? Well, if they made her into a hideous monster, she might as well behave like one…but the truth is, Mina fears the Beast. Accustomed to pulling everyone’s strings, she now feels powerless; the idea of losing what little control she has is not exactly attractive. So she does exercise some restraint.

🚫 Have they ever broken one of the Traditions? (This is includes the Masquerade)

No, not so far anyway. :P

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What Is a Cortado?

A customer walks into your coffee shop and orders a cortado. Depending on your perspective or where you are in the world, you could give them many drinks. For some, a cortado is a certain ratio of coffee to steamed milk. For others, it’s a small flat white or latte. Some even say it’s up to the customer.

With so many opinions on what a cortado is, there’s plenty of room for miscommunication – whether you want to order one, or serve it to customers. Despite this, it remains a coffee menu staple – but due to a variety of factors, it might not be for long.

Keep reading to explore the many existing variations of the cortado, and what the future could hold for them all.

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Many serving sizes, ratios, and presentation styles exist for the Cortado.

Not much is known about the cortado’s origins, apart from the fact that it comes from Spain’s Basque Country. The term cortado, or cut, refers to the milk cutting through the intensity of the espresso, toning down its acidity while retaining the coffee’s flavour.

Traditionally it’s served with little froth and a 1:1 milk to espresso ratio. The milk is steamed until a very light foam is created before being added to the espresso, and is served in a small glass with a metal ring base and a metal wire handle. Based on its appearance, it’s often confused with an Australian/New Zealand flat white, macchiato, or piccolo latte.

Nino Tusell is the Owner of Tusell Tostadores, a roastery in Barcelona, Spain. He says, “In Spain, a cortado is one shot of espresso plus a little milk. [It] could be a ratio of 1:1 or 1:0.5, [with] less milk than coffee most of the time.” Visit Spain and you’re likely to be presented with this traditional form and ratio. However, venture further abroad, and you’ll encounter other versions of the drink.

The recipe for a cortado always starts with fresh shots of espresso. Credit: Rea Café

The Cortado Around the World 

A Specialty Coffee Association article on milk-based drinks admits that “While the idea of standardisation is attractive­ – we all want a standard to work from – it’s important to understand that [drinks] are a product of culture.” For the cortado, this is especially applicable.

Often, its ingredients depend on what the customer requests. Camilo Cárdenas is a barista at Brew92, a café and roastery in Saudi Arabia. He says, “Traditionally [the cortado] was just black coffee and a small dash of milk, hot or cold. Then, when people asked for it in coffee shops, it got adapted as an espresso with a small quantity of steamed milk. In my workplace, we serve it with a double shot and steamed milk. [It’s] a bit smaller than a flat white”. 

Adrian Valentine Yong is a roaster at Malaysia’s Mountain Coffee Roasters and says, “I’ve met a few people who order cortados, and each of them interprets it differently… It’s how we make an espresso macchiato (double espresso with a dash of milk). Another type… would be similar to a flat white (double espresso and warm milk). I’ve also experienced people who request half-and-half (equal parts heavy cream and milk) with a double espresso, [and] some ask for ristretto shots.”

For others, it’s all about the ratio. Paula Chaverri Echandi, the owner of Café Sikëwa in Costa Rica, says “[The] cortado as I know it is one espresso plus one ounce of hot milk.” Bruno Danese is the owner of Japan’s Hoccino Coffees, and says it’s “1:1 espresso and steamed milk… a cortado can be as small as three ounces or as big as 16 ounces, as long the coffee to milk ratio remains the same.”

Other baristas and coffee professionals have different ideas. Frederik Westborg Schiøtz, an Educator at True Intent Coffee in Denmark, says it’s a “Double-shot [with a] minimal amount of foam, preferably with no latte art.” Lanz Castillo, owner of Candid Coffee in the Philippines, says it’s a one-ounce double ristretto with two and a half ounces of steamed milk, while Melaleuca Head Barista Johnsy La Jessica Sartiani says that in Italy, it’s called a macchiatone and consists of a single espresso shot with milk, served in a 50 ml cup.

Many recipes for a cortado consists of a 1:1 espresso to milk ratio. Credit: Neil Soque

Significant Variations 

As the cortado spread from Spain to cafés around the world, its recipe evolved to meet the needs of local consumers. A significant change it underwent occurred when it reached the USA. Here, serving sizes for coffee beverages have steadily crept up over the past half-century, and it’s not uncommon to find 20-ounce beverages on offer at US coffee shops. 

A famous variation of the cortado is the Gibraltar, which Time Out USA says was invented by the Blue Bottle Coffee Company in San Francisco in 2005. This variation is served in a four and a half ounce Libbey Gibraltar glass tumbler, and features two shots of espresso and two shots of steamed milk. For this reason, many third-wave coffee shops find the Cortado synonymous with this glass.

Rodolfo Ruffatti Batlle is Managing Director of a green coffee import business in Berlin, and says that many popular versions of the Cortado exist, including the Cuban cortadito. This version is popular in Cuba and Cuban immigrant communities. Translated as “little cut”, it starts with Cuban espresso, which is a dark roast espresso whipped with spoonfuls of sugar to create a caramel coloured shot with a thick foam. To this, frothed milk is added, with the option to thicken the drink by replacing the milk with evaporated milk for a treat or in place of dessert. 

An important component of the cortado is steamed milk. Credit: Red Band Academy

Mainstream Adoption of The Cortado & Its Future

As the cortado made its way to major coffee chains such as Starbucks, Costa Coffee, and Café each one developed their own take on it. The Starbucks cortado is made with two ristretto shots topped with milk, while Costa Coffee (the world’s second-largest coffee chain) describes their cortado as “small and luxurious”. Café Nero, the fourth largest chain in Europe, prepares theirs with 1:2 parts espresso to milk and 0.5 cm of micro-foam.

Increasing prices may be why the relatively smaller Cortado remains on menus today, as some businesses move to cut costs by hiking prices and shrinking sizes. Costa Coffee recently reworked its serving sizes and prices in certain stores, based on industry trends and consumer feedback – possibly indicating a move towards smaller drink sizes with a premium price tag.

Mike Chapman owns the 1914 Coffee Company in Canada, and acknowledges that inconsistency over serving sizes, ratios, and volumes can get frustrating for coffee shop owners. He says, “Some days I want to rename my café The Metric Café where it would be up to [the customer] to detail specifically what [they] want… and be charged accordingly.” Talor Brown, the Owner of Talormade Oslo in Norway, says that “[A cortado] can be anything from a macchiato to a latte, and it’s maddening to cost.” 

If dairy consumption continues to plummet as it’s been doing for the past few years, it may fall out of favour with customers and coffee shops alike. Cargill, an international company in the food, agriculture, nutrition, and risk management sector, released a White Paper in 2018 stating, “Consumer attitudes about dairy are changing around the world… usage… has been in decline over the past two decades as consumers – particularly in dairy’s most prominent markets – act in response to worries over allergens, hormone usage and perceived unhealthfulness of some dairy products.” Steamed dairy milk gives the cortado its silky texture, low viscosity, and creamy mouthfeel, which means that cortados made with alternative milk could fall short.

With so much confusion surrounding what a cortado is, coffee shops might decide to remove titles altogether. Research indicates that many customers are confused over the number and complexity of coffee drink options presented to them. To simplify orders and pricing, coffee shops might move towards asking customers to describe their desired drink instead.

Two cortados served in Libbey Gibraltar glasses.

It’s apparent that the Cortado has many distinct variations, and that what you order (or serve customers) will depend on where you are in the world. Use this exploration of what the Cortado is to create a personal recipe that suits your unique tastes – or that of your customers.

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Written by Janice Kanniah. Feature photo caption: A cortado, served on a saucer with a teaspoon. Feature photo credit: Jos Dielis under CC BY 2.0

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[the-eternal-captain-harlock]

Captain Harlock & Miime: Musings on Isolation, Loneliness and Grief

(For the scope of the analysis I will be focusing solely on the Harlock/Miime relationship as it is portrayed in the 1978 Space Pirate Captain Harlock TV series. If you haven’t watched this anime yet, you really need to.)

“I am Miime; I am the woman who has given her life to Harlock.” - Miime, SPCH

It did not take me long into my sojourn into the 42-episode long self-contained Space Pirate series (and my first Matsumoto anime) to discover just how much I loved Miime, the tall willowy, mouthless, alcohol-swilling, harp-playing, soft-voiced alien woman whose relationship with Harlock is almost as meaningful and touching (in this series) as the relationship between Harlock and Tochiro.

Miime quickly became an exemplar of everything I wanted to see in a supporting female character. I already knew what I didn’t like: female characters who nagged, female characters who made the primary male characters awkwardly uncomfortable, who made them stammer, blush and act like idiots (if they were of high-school age) or forced them to supplant their ideals and opinions with their own, either through sheer bitchy determination or the pervasive ‘power of love’ angle (if they were older and *allegedly* mature). I didn’t know what I hated more: the female characters who ruthlessly and annoying imposed either their emotions, ideals or bodies onto their male counterparts, or, conversely, the male characters who allowed them to do so and conceded to the woman’s wills. I’ve always been more interested in fictional male protagonists then in female ones, and I always view the arrival of a new female character – be they hero or villain – into a novel or show with a certain amount of trepidation, owing to the drama they ineffably inflict upon that particular fictional universe, whether this is intentional on their part or not. 

                    Miime was blessedly free of all of the above behaviors. Everything about her, from her simplistic yet elegant character design, to her voice, mannerisms and hobbies, spoke of maturity, of refinement, and, most important to me at least, the desire to be true to her own person, to remain herself, as she is the last living remnant of her race. Perhaps if she had been a human woman her relationship with Harlock would have been radically (an unsurprisingly) different, but as she is a Juraian, an alien, a literal ‘Other,’ she abides by her own codes of conduct and not once does Harlock ever request or demand that she alter her behavior towards him, just as she never tries to ‘change’ him, as most human woman would try to do.Thus she remains unique, mysterious and ultimately unknowable - much like Harlock himself.

And the relationship the two of them share is unique indeed. Harlock makes no demands upon Miime whatsoever. She has no specific duty as a crew-member of the Arcadia and is free to move about the ship as she pleases. She pours Harlock his wine, but not because she is his serving girl and it is her duty to do so; she plays the harp for him, but not because she is his court musician and it is expected of her. Everything she does for Harlock is for their mutual enjoyment. They do not ask or demand anything from one another, they simply do things together, organically and naturally, in complete emotional and physical freedom. They are perfectly at ease with each other, displaying no awkwardness or stress when together.  Miime does not bicker with, fight with, flirt with, nag, challenge or impose on Harlock’s freedom in any way. She has pledged her life to him, even stating she would follow him into hell if he ever asked her to. Her devotion is total. Her loyalty is beyond reproach (1). Her relationship with the Arcadia’s brooding Captain puts her in the unique position of possessing true knowledge of his personality, allowing her to share her insights as to what kind of man he is with the other crew-mates, who are often confused by Harlock’s decisions and actions. She becomes his unofficial spokesmen and advocate and never doubts that he will accomplish his goals.

 Likewise, Harlock confides in Miime, telling her his plans, expressing his occasional doubts and frustrations or simply reminiscing about the past, often over drinks. But Miime is not a merely passive character Harlock keeps around as a drinking companion. Miime proves her worth as a fighter, displaying competent shooting-skills and reveling hidden depths of power when Harlock is threatened. Unlike Tadashi Diaba, however, she is not learning how to become a warrior or out for revenge against the Mazone invaders. Like Harlock, much of her story has already taken place and she has already reached the pinnacle of her character development. To remain at Harlock’s side is enough; she has no set goals or plans like Tadashi, no ulterior motives or hidden agendas.  Whatever else is happening to the galaxy at large is inconsequential as long as Harlock continues to wander the stars under his ‘flag of freedom.’  Calm, quiet and thoughtful, Miime stands unobtrusively by Harlock on the command-bridge, ready to give advice or make pointed observations, or fills his cabin with the soothing melodious music that relaxes him while the rest of the  crew revels in the Arcadia’s corridors, living for the moment while their haunted Captain broods on the fate of humanity, vowing to fight to the end to protect the earth even as he bemoans the hedonistic apathetic state of mankind. Miime is the only one he truly confides in, and Miime repays his trust by simply being there and supporting him (sometimes even saving him), regardless of the circumstances.

But what truly bonds them? Why do they enjoy one another’s company so thoroughly? Why do they understand and respect each other so fully? What lies behind the simple dignified tenderness they display towards each other? They are not lovers; they display virtually no hint of romantic infatuation or physical attraction. Yet despite retaining their autonomy and personal freedom they still share a certain bond, an intimate relationship which seems to transcend both love and friendship. But this bond is, sadly, rooted in tragedy and grounded by the threefold components of isolation, loneliness and grief.

  I: Isolation

One sad reality of Harlock’s existence is that he is an extremely isolated individual. Although the entire universe is essentially his sandbox and the Arcadia possess enough firepower to level cities and hold off entire alien fleets, Harlock never takes advantage of his considerable power and fearful reputation to make the rest of humanity do his bidding or live according his higher standards. Planet Earth is not a sheltering or welcoming place for the self-exiled space-pirate. Harlock has no wish to dominate, but he will not suffer himself to be dominated, so he endures the derision and scorn of Earth’s rulers and the constant harassment of the planet’s Defense Force with little genuine retaliation, preferring to roam the stars in hopes of finding his ‘final resting place.’ Despite having a homeworld and a people, Harlock, both by choice and circumstance, lives out a solitary and confined existence, with only those few chosen comrades who remain with him in order to fight for their own beliefs and carve out their own paths.

Miime shares in this isolation; for although planet Jura still exists her race has been completely destroyed in nuclear warfare and the following environmental retaliation brought on by the planet’s sentient plant-life. In a brief flash-back, a younger Harlock visits Jura and rescues Miime, now the last Jurian, from the plants and offers her refuge aboard his ship. Not only does Miime owe her life to Harlock, she also is allowed to live on his ship seemingly condition-free. Harlock has no utilitarian motives - neither practical or personal - for keeping her around. Miime does not cook or clean or fly Space Wolves or man any of the Arcadia’s guns; she is not a doctor, a scientist or a navigator. The bulk of Harlock’s otherwise human crew seem mostly indifferent to her presence; they do not compete for her attention or affection, nor do they make advances on her. Even aboard the Arcadia Miime remains in isolation and because Harlock also lives in voluntary isolation, spending most of his time in his elegant sterncastle drinking, brooding and playing his ocarina, their mutual situations and circumstances draw them closer together in a relationship built upon what is missing in their lives rather than what they have in common. They are both unique one-of-a-kind individuals, alone in a cold inhospitable galaxy that has little to offer them in terms of meaning and fulfillment. Even when together, isolation still dominates, for although Miime and Harlock spend a great deal of time alone behind closed doors there is always a significant physical distance between them. Both are heavy drinkers (Miime requires alcohol to survive, as it it is a natural part of her diet; Harlock is an alcoholic), but we never see them genuinely intoxicated and acting stupid, flirty or inappropriate with each other. In their isolation is also their liberty, for being who they are  - free, above all things - they are under no obligations or expectations to behave in certain ways. Harlock and Miime have nothing to prove to each other or to anyone else. Their relationship remains fixed and unchanging amid a universe full of chaos, danger and constant strife. They can always rely on one another - their isolation is their safeguard and shield; perhaps it is not such a tragic state after all.

II: Loneliness

  There is - or should be - a distinction drawn between someone who is physically alone and someone who is feeling lonely. For most people, the two aspects are one and the same. If there is no one around you, no one to talk to or interact with in some manner, this will be perceived by most as a negative state, one which they quickly rectify by either calling or visiting friends, chatting online or making plans for family gatherings and meaningful dates with significant others. To be alone with oneself, with ones’s own feelings, thoughts and memories without any distractions for an extended period of time, is hard for most people to handle - for most, but not all. I myself am an unapologetic loner. This is not due to shyness or social ineptness; I am merely extremely introverted. As I write this part of the article I am alone in the house (except for a sleepy old pit-bull) and I love it. This is the main reason I became so attached to Harlock and Emeraldas - they are both loners living according to their own codes and beliefs, following their own paths and perusing their own destinies (2). The Arcadia - which serves the duel purpose of being Harlock’s fortress, safe-haven and tomb -  enables him to remain free and unattached to the rest of humanity, liberating him from the confines of mankind’s apathetic degenerate social state and allowing him to remain true to his own self and goals.

But although Harlock is a true loner and possesses a solitary nature, he still suffers from genuine loneliness from time to time, although the only other human he intentionally seeks out to spend quality time with is Tochiro’s seven-year-old orphaned daughter, Mayu, which he does at his own peril. Miime, on the other hand, suffers loneliness even more keenly. Harlock, at least, can draw comfort (however sparse), in that he actually has a home-planet and a race to protect (even if he wants nothing to do with them), while Miime is the last of her kind - the last Jurian. Her planet still survives but the Jurian civilization is now nothing but ruins overrun by hostile plant-life. There is no going home for her. Her family and friends are all dead. She is a dispossessed being, without home or people, adrift in a hostile universe. In order to alleviate her loneliness she cleaves to Harlock with a single-minded vengeance, offering him her life, going were he goes, aiding him in all the ways she can, never once standing in his way or making demands of him. “It is better to be with people you hate then to be alone,” she tells Harlock, after lamenting how she had hated her people for the destruction they had wrought, only realizing after they were all dead how much she missed them now that she is truly and utterly alone. Her loneliness is made all the more potent in that she cannot truly leave the Arcadia. Harlock’s human crew-mates can leave and return to Earth if they wish but there is nowhere for Miime to go and no reason for her to leave. But she does not view Harlock’s ship has a prison - she learns about its secrets, about Tochiro, and this draws her and Harlock even closer together. Both Harlock and Miime are alone (one mostly by choice, one entirely by circumstance.) but their shared emotional experiences (and their mutual love of wine and music) allow for them to form and maintain a relationship that dulls the pain caused by loneliness (and the isolation) and gives Harlock the space to engage in meaningful interactions with another that brings them both happiness. Loneliness is the driving force that keeps their relationship stable and constant for the entirety of the series. Neither Miime or Harlock take each other for granted. Both remain grateful for what the one does for the other. Loneliness has gifted them to one another, and, because of its overhanging spectre, their bond is further strengthened by the knowledge that what they have is something unique, something valuable, and ultimately, something that neither one dares to compromise - for if that should happen the loneliness would become unbearable and the isolation truly complete.

III: Grief

The entire Space Pirate Captain Harlock series is overshadowed by an atmosphere of quiet unshakable melancholy. It rests upon Harlock like a second cape, infusing all his actions and choices, unweakening in its hold on him from the first episode to the last. He is never freed from it, for this is a melancholy born of grief, of loss, and of a seemingly-futile yearning for what can never again be. Harlock is in a perpetual state of unending mourning – he mourns for an Earth whose natural beauty and splendor is fading with each passing year, he mourns for a humanity who has forfeited its dreams and visions of the future so as to live in a state of continuous apathy and sloth; but, above all, he mourns for the loss of his best friend, the man who never gave up hope either in humanity, the future, or even Harlock himself. Tochiro Oyama is dead (except in two flash-back episodes), and without that that spunky, optimistic genius-engineer at his side, Harlock’s natural inclinations towards pessimism and depression must be battled at every turn if he is to remain an effective apposing force in the fight against the Mazone. Harlock speaks in passing about ‘looking for a final resting place’ and about spending ‘a life wandering space, looking for a place to die.’ Harlock is a less hopeful and forgiving man then Tochiro, and is tempted often to abandon mankind and the Earth to its fate. But to abandon either of these things is, in effect, to abandon Tochiro himself, especially as his only child, Mayu, lives in an orphanage on Earth. To turn his back upon the planet and its people is to turn his back on Tochiro and his heirs and to scorn his friend’s dream of a better future. Almost against his will, Harlock denies Mazone Queen Lafresia the earth for Tochiro and Mayu’s sake, if nothing else, though he does wish to prove to humanity (who view him as a disruptive, peace-threatening menace to society) that he can and will protect them, regardless of his own negative feelings (or theirs). Prior to the Mazone’s arrival, Harlock lived a listless, goalless life of petty piracy, protected and entombed in a semi-haunted Arcadia infused with the soul and living brain-cells of Tochiro himself. His war with Queen Lafresia gives him a purpose again and rekindles his fighting spirit, but even when victory is achieved Harlock refuses to remain on earth; instead he self-exiles himself once more, leaving his entire crew behind, to continue wandering the stars - but this time, only Miime is allowed to accompany him.

  If Miime is dominated by her loneliness (and her literal ‘alone-ness’) then Harlock is ruled by his grief; no-one, not Miime, Tadashi or even Mayu, can take the place Tochiro holds in his heart. Harlock does not desire wealth, fame, acclamation, status as a hero or even to be respected and appreciated. He fights successfully to secure a future for the Earth but he cannot be apart of that future – for Harlock desires only the Arcadia of his youth, his past life with Tochiro, the long-ago days when it was just two carefree young men seeking to live free and pursue their dreams. But those times of youth and adventure cannot be reclaimed. Tochiro is dead (though still present) and Harlock can do nothing but carry on without him. He keeps Miime at his side, and she follows him willingly into the dark and to whatever fate awaits them. Earth may have been saved and mankind given a second chance, but for Harlock, Miime and Tochiro there is no going back home. Home does not exist for them anymore. Their only true home now is the Sea of Stars, their only banner the Jolly-Roger, and a life lived in freedom their only sustenance. Miime vanishes with Harlock into the vastness of space, remaining loyal to him to the last, even as Harlock remained loyal to Tochiro’s dream, the three of them uplifting and sustaining one another in their long exile. It is not necessarily a happy ending, but it is certainly a fitting one, appropriate to the nature of its characters and in keeping with the series’ overall mood and tone. 

Thus wherever Harlock may go, Miime will always be at his side, a true companion he can rely upon for comfort and advice. For Miime, Harlock will always remain her savior and provider, and her comfort and advice are gladly given, since they both retain their freedom - which is, ultimately, all they ask for and in the end, as long as they remain within the confines of the Arcadia, is all they are allowed to have.

  (1) You can only imagine how pissed-off I was when in the 2013 Space Pirate Captain Harlock CGI film, after Yama replaces Harlock as captain, Space-Elf!Miime declares that her loyalty is to the ship rather than Harlock himself. Boy that made me mad - that among so many other things.

(2) Harlock’s, Emeraldas’s and my own personality traits in a nutshell.

[dogtraino]

Simple Method To Stop Your Dog From Begging For Food

If you really want to stop your dog from begging for food, you're going to need to learn to refrain from giving in to his begging every time there is food around.

It is not a secret as to the reason why a dog begs, well, it is because they would like food as soon as you have food anywhere near you or as soon as you go in the kitchen.

Begging isn't disrespectful or weird to your puppy; it's instinctive, so it takes a great deal of consistency to reverse that behavior if we've been reinforcing it. 

This begging "attitude" began a long time ago with the dog's descendants. With time, this became instinctive to wolves which carried over to dogs through their DNA.

Our dogs are hard-wired to seek opportunities to get food from us and given that they're observant they quickly grasp that begging brings about payoffs when we respond to all these signals that they have gained mastery so well over time.

It is one of the most common complaints of pet owners, however, there is hope. You can keep your pet dog from your food while your dining, you just have to be persistent.

- How Can I Stop My Dog From Begging?

The initial step when teaching your dog not to beg is to make a pledge to yourself which is to stop submitting. Every time you offer your puppy a treat from the table it's teaching them that begging is a winning action. It may perhaps not work all the time, but our dogs have excellent memories; they'll maintain trying if they figured out it did the job anytime before

Dogs beg more when we're looking at them; they know it works. Those big puppy dog eyes and all that whining-- it works really well on all of us.

If you want your dog to stop begging you have to ensure that you're not giving him mixed signals. It is not reasonable to expect good behavior from our puppies if we ourselves don't remain consistent.

Training ourselves as being constant is usually the most challenging part, the rest is relatively simple. Here are 3 methods that will definitely help you stop your dog from begging.

Pay no attention to Your Dog's Begging

Don't look at your puppy while he begs. Just ignore him.

Whenever your dog starts his routine of begging for food you have to totally pay no attention to the disruptive behavior. Should he get a scrap from you one single time he realizes that his time and efforts might just pay off next time.

If you look into those big eyes when he's begging you can feel bad for him and offer him a morsel. Almost any attention you give him when he's begging might make him believe you're close to giving him some food given that it's done the job so well previously.

He will most likely fuss and resist if he's a prolific beggar, nevertheless, you are going to have to learn to pay no attention to it. Your pet dog should eventually figure out that "hey, I think that's not going to do the job anymore."

Don't associate food together with love. Your puppy is certainly not starving. You nourish him very well every morning and evening. Over 50% of American dogs are generally too heavy, your puppy doesn't need to have any extras. If you still feel bad just keep in mind-- he's manipulating you.

Pet dogs have developed to getting those big sad eyes and floppy ears for merely that reason, to maneuver you into caring for them. They've evolved more puppy-like features and tend to share plenty of attributes of wolf puppies rather than adult wolves.

2- Limit Your Dog From the Dinner Table

Among the easiest solutions to stop your from begging is by preventing the behavior early on. You may do this by separating your pet dog from the dinner table.

You can educate your dog to lay down away from where you are eating, or you can make use of a baby gate to retain them in a different area. If your dog is already a beggar keep in mind that his behavior is most likely going to be fairly resistant for a little bit before it improves, but the consistency will ultimately pay off.

Have your dog lay down in his bed or specific space you've picked for him, compliment him as soon as he lays down and give him some treats within this spot. Depending on his stay command you might possibly need to work at this for some time before he's continually remaining in his new spot.

After you've eaten visit him and give him lots of praise, give him treats. Let him know the behavior of sitting steadily while the family members eat is just what's going to generate the most desired compensation.

If you don't believe your puppy is going to be able to stay for any period of time or you don't have a decent stay command mastered you can prefer to separate him with a barricade such as a baby gate, a very common selection.

3- Redirect His Focus While You Eat

Give your pet dog something else to concentrate on while you eat. If you don't wish your dog to stay completely separated from you while you eat you may redirect his focus to some snacks, toys, or treats of his own. Offer him one of his popular bully sticks, or jam some peanut butter inside of a Kong.

Ignore him if he gets up from his treat to beg. He is going to most likely do this for a while if he's used to begging. Just as long as you don't give in and nourish him from the table at all he will eventually understand that his begging abilities aren't going to pay off anymore.

If you're consistent and decide to persevere begging could be considerably quick and easy to deal with. It merely takes determination and consistency. You need all of the household engaged; if any member is not going to play along and gives up you are definitely not going to be successful.

You simply cannot surrender, regardless of how adorable he is actually or what sounds your puppy is producing, it will set you back to square one

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[empmoniitor]

EMPLOYEE MONITORING SOFTWARE: THE ETERNITY OF WORKING HABITAT

TRULY SAID, OUR MOBILE PHONE HAS BECOME THE GREATEST SPY ON THE PLANET.

-John Mcafee.

In this digital era, we are all surrounded by operative devices and technology. Isn’t it?

The current crisis turned our path completely as advanced technology is now considered an essential policy for numerous companies. Monitoring desktops, GEO tracking software, productivity measuring software is the preferential choice.

Perhaps this appears contrary and creates an illusion of insecurity, but the question arises why vast scales of industries are investing in this kind of software?

Further in this article, you will find all of these terms discussed briefly. Before that, stay active and ready to roll up the sleeves to get immune against the deadly Coronavirus.

Do take the vaccine when provided the opportunity.

Fingers crossed!

The cheerful announcement of the Coronavirus vaccines came out recently, still work from home is still not lifted from most companies. Working while staying in the comfort zone is every working person’s desirable dream admitted it’s getting fulfilled from the previous year.

Think about what if punching IDs and reporting in the office prohibited?

Although maintaining the flow of productivity for million turnover companies is necessitate and challenging at the same time. Some companies found a new way to deal with it but many are adopting technological solutions to resolve the lack of productivity caused. One of the effortless and highly adaptable solutions to increase productivity is computer monitoring software.

IN HOW MANY WAYS MONITORING DESKTOP SOFTWARE MAY BE BENEFICIAL?

HELPS TO GET RID OF MONITORING ISSUES

Monitoring is not limited to tracking computer activities, yet it can also detect and encounter computer issues. It warns you of any underlying problems that can get overlooked wholly.

TRACK FUTURE THREATS

A good desktop monitoring service is proficient in recognizing problems yet retains tracks of the activities behind the scene. Often hackers slowly drain your computer sources while using them without even getting noticed. PC monitoring software will detect accurate memory usage as well as disk space and the CPU. In any case, a large amount of data summoned unnecessarily will identify and figure out the source.

AUTOMATIC DEPLOYMENT OF SECURITY UPDATES

The more workstations you have, the more challenging it is to keep them updated. Here, desktop monitoring services ensure installation patches and updates as they are released. Hence, forget worrying about resolving a critical vulnerability.

ASSURED INCREMENT IN PRODUCTIVITY

The administrator access analysis of the time wasted on non-relevant work and how much time employees have spent on the given tasks.

BETTER SECURITY

No wonder network errors are not just malignant attacks that can lead to downtimes. It could be an attempt to breach a company network or a piece of malware trying to sneak in. With pc monitoring software, these unfortunate situations can be detected and resolved.

Due to the increase in demand, there is numerous computer monitoring software developed to fulfill the needs. Let us buckle up for the list of software in the market. But before that understanding the relatable terms is imperative.

WHAT IS THE TERM DESKTOP MONITORING?

Desktop monitoring software is proficient in tracking all computer activities, detecting occurring issues, and installing updates while keeping records of all the data strokes.

ATTRACTED TO TECHNOLOGY?

WHY WOULD ANYONE IMPLEMENT A DESKTOP MONITORING TOOL FOR THE WHOLE BUSINESS OR ANY OF THE SELECTED DEPARTMENTS?

Doubtlessly, implementing and investing in computer monitoring software can be judged on efficiency and performance. Advantages and disadvantages are the most measured parameters while implementing any of the technology from the norms of households to the exception of million turnover industries. We all accept employees as vital members of any company.

FOREMOST, HERE ARE THE ADVANTAGES OF MONITORING DESKTOPS FROM THE PERSPECTIVE OF THE EMPLOYEES;

Help to uncover problems like harassment

Helps to track worked hours on a specific task, results in increment accuracy

Can discover where the workload may need to redistribute

Can reduce the work hours pressure

Better time analysis of the assigned tasks

May reduce time theft

Analyzing the teamwork at distinct

SECONDLY, THE ADVANTAGES OF MONITORING DESKTOPS FROM THE PERSPECTIVE OF EMPLOYERS;

Can help to monitor and ensure safe practices followed

May highlight where employees spend more time than expected during the work process.

Can help with recordkeeping and management-related tasks

Can monitor customer interactions to ensure the policies are being adhered to and customers.

Chelp to track the on-ground tracking their working activities.

Cost-effectiveness

Flexibility

HOW EMPLOYEE MONITORING SOFTWARE OPERATES?

It operates on the specific assigned system to capture and record numerous information about computer usages;

Record users login details

Captures applications used

Record visited URLs

Stores captured information.

Pc monitoring software can be a solution to various hidden and well-known threats but investing in value is essential for both employer and employee. Why I told both parties will elaborate further in this article.

BEFORE LET US SEE  THE BEST EMPLOYEE MONITORING SOFTWARE OPTIONS AVAILABLE IN THE MARKET ;

EMPMONITOR

EmpMonitor is a cloud-based software where you can store seamless data without being worried about storage. Providing the graphical representation of the reports and lets you manage attendance while in stealth mode.

CONS-

There is no Mobile compatible version available right now.

ACTIVTRAK

ActivTrak is one of the software that helps you to monitor the system in a better way. Unwraps potent security spaces with examining capacities of productivity and data usage. Ensures employee privacy while the stealth mode on. Keeping the operational workflow going on is crucial for any workspace.

CONS-

Prove to be burning your pockets.

As reviews say, its page loading takes time with the difficulty in categorizing.

HUBSTAFF

Powered by a 100% remote team representing 18 countries, Hubstaff employee monitoring software lets you analyze money leaks, potent monitoring desktops, the dynamic mode for checking, and the setting of random screenshot capturing.

CONS-

There are not many emphasizing features for the free version.

No Payroll integrations with limited options.

Non-customizable as compared to other apps.

TERAMIND

With over 2000 organizations from variant industries embedded with the features of user behavior analytics, data loss prevention variables, monitoring desktops, and user activity tracking, Teramind is the best choice of employee monitoring features.

CONS-

Quite proved to be an expensive software.

Evade timeout errors if the connection will be not at the peak.

The support system is a bit lacking.

Authorizing modules to the employee is a bit tricky.

Preferred by different reputed companies like FabDesigns, LBM Solutions, Lexmores, EmpMonitor stands boldly boosting the rate of productivity up to 45 %. There are seamless features in the low-budget mode.

Examining the features in the specified software and EmpMonitor, have a peek at the links given below to have the depth of comparison.

EMPMONITOR V/S TERAMIND

EMPMONITOR V/S HUBSTAFF

EMPMONITOR V/S ACTIVTRAK

So after going through the comparison, EmpMonitor is a better option for your organization with ease in your wallet and power-packed with intelligent technology.

STEPS TO CHECK EMPLOYEE DETAIL FEATURES ON EMPMONITOR;

After login into the EmpMonitor, you will redirect to the dashboard page. On the left-hand corner, there are sections like employee details, security, reports, and settings. While on the right-hand view with four divisions named production, locations, calendar, and presence.

Since we are discovering the employee detail feature, select the option named employee details to fetch up respective information.

Next, the registered information about the employee will display in the format of tables. The first column dedicates the details like full name, email, location, department, status, details, and actions.

Selecting the detail column will display all the relatively details of the selected employee.

User info will be displayed with all the official details. On the right-hand corner, a few extra options provided –

Screenshot, top websites, and apps view keystrokes,  browser history, the application used, and view user log details.

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WRAPPING WORDS

In the end, monitoring desktops is becoming a solution for many management and securities-related worries. We executed this technology for tracing the productive hours and data security, hassle-free attendance marking, and analyzing the overtimes and appraisals. While accounting usage of computer monitoring software in the workplace, do extensive research on different products and services. Some software is budget-friendly but not up to the mark, while some are expensive without fulfilling the target.

EmpMonitor is budget-friendly and packed with intelligent features to ease your monitoring desktops related tasks. Allow the employee to see how the software works, its capabilities and ask questions regarding their privacy setting and wish to build an organic relationship with the software.

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Originally Published On: EmpMonitor