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Are Whites Superior? Yup.
  It had shocked the world when Daisy Ridley had come out as a white supremacist. She had always been such a notable member of the female empowerment movement, people had just assumed that she was a liberal feminist. Of course she wasnât. She supported womenâs rights, so long as those women were white. Any others were fuckholes for white men, or playthings for white women. Most of the men, couldnât even be sued for that and should be deported, enslaved or killed.
  In the past there may have been more backlash by the reveal but in Trumpâs America it was the norm. The President praised Daisy for her bravery and she became one the biggest spokespeople for his government. Many other actors followed suit. With Daisy leading the charge Hollywood entered a new Golden Age. Blacks and other minorities werenât allowed to appear on screen and were only given the most dangerous on set jobs. Again, in the past there may have been more backlash, but people across America began to realize there wasnât any need for non whites in movies.
  Of course, for Daisy this was only half the fun. Disenfranchisement and public hate was fun and everything, but she always liked a more personal touch. So every night, after a long day of filming she would go home to blow off some steam. Depending on what she was in the mood for, she would choose the race of her toy. Niggers, spics, arabs, and gooks. She had different preferences for each one. How would she show whites are superior today?
Request for @imperialaryanprincess. If you have a character (fictional or real), or a scenario youâd like to see message me!
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  They were all feminists. That was until feminism was classified a mental disorder under President Trumpâs government. A mandatory reeducation system was put in place and all suspected feminists were send to institutions to learn how to be proper MAGA girls.
  Ashley (left) had just finished her medical degree and had started training to become a doctor. She still works in health care now, but as a nurse. Doctor is a manâs job. Women simply arenât smart enough and arenât cut out for the work. Sheâs quite happy getting told what to do by her male superiors all day!
  Jill (middle) was a political science major with dreams of running for government one day. After her time at the institution, she realized those dreams were silly, women shouldnât be allowed to work in government. Sheâll still be close to the action though; as the trophy wife of a Republican politician! She gets to stand beside him at galas and talk to all the other wives while their husbands do all the real work!
  Rachel (right) wanted to be a hard hitting journalist. She had even been accepted as an intern at a liberal media outlet. Now she realized that for the Fake News it really was. She made a new application for a job at Fox and was accepted. Sheâll start with standard intern stuff, getting coffee and pleasing her superiors but one day she hopes to get a role on Fox and Friends!
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Some memes to worship and fap to as part of our re-education
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Reply to this ask as if you are sending a message to your friends about coming out with your kinks, donât actually need to send them this but just a true message youâd send them no shy act or studering a real message youâd send about being a sissy bitch who loves alpha cock and want to be a trumples pet.
I know this is going to be hard to believe, but I hope you can be open-minded about this like Iâve always thought Iâve been. Iâm no longer a Democrat. Iâm not quite the leftist I thought I was. At least, Iâm not allowed to be anymore. I donât make my own decisions. I donât think my own thoughts. I donât want to, and now I donât have to!Â
Iâm a chronic masturbator, a porn addict, a pervert like no other. I love to look at porn on Tumblr and waste hours edging and cumming. I ended up lost in some really niche kinks, and now, well, Iâm worshiping Republicans! Iâm sorry, but theyâre so much hotter, so much smarter, and so much more fulfilling to please than my friends, family, and professors. When I cum, I can see Him, President Trump, ordering me to spurt it all out.
I still like girls, but I know they donât want me. Iâll eat them out or suck on their strapons if they order me to, but I think Iâll mostly be avoiding them and apologizing to them from now on. Republican women are absolute goddesses who donât deserve the inconvenience of seeing me grovel. So, for the most part, Iâll be sucking alpha cock! Iâll suck any cock put in front of me, of course. Small ones and monsters, quickshots and real men. But my orders come from that last groupâREAL men. Republicans. Conservatives. Trump supporters. Which excludes most of you.
We can still be friends! Iâll just have some different opinions now. That being said, if you ever need some stress relief, then I will never say no, never fight back, and never call the police. Just throwing that out there. ;) See you soon~
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It is what you are. Â you know it. Â That is why you are here.
If you are new to My blog, and perhaps only recently awakened to the truth that you are a worthless whore, start with My Lessons page. Â There is plenty of good reading there (and pictures for the bimbos) to direct you on your path.
I am always interested in chatting with those who follow Me.  Get to know you some, degrade you, and treat you like fuckmeat. For those of you who need to chat and be reminded of your place, you will Ask Me Things.  I will answer as time permits Me.
If you desperately need approval that you ARE pretty - as most whores do - then Submit to Me your pictures, videos, or whatever else takes your fancy.
Accept the truth of your existence. Â Do as you are told, cunts.
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Looking at his mother he couldnât help himself. He grabbed her by her hair bent her over ripped her slutty gold dress off and forced his massive cock inside her. He owned her now and she would give him plenty of sister/daughters
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Emma Watson's New Hollywood Adventure Part 2
Emma laid on the floor of her room, all she could do was sit in silence and listen to the creak of the chain from the hanging light, the light buzzing of the bulb and what seemed to be low whispers coming from the other cells.
She found herself deep in thought fearful of what was to come next, and pondering just how she found herself in this predicament. She thought perhaps she should have done like so many of her fellow actresses before her and simply signed the contracts on offer⌠that way sheâd have had the money to keep paying off her debt.
âNoâŚâ she said out loud shaking her head as best as she could. âI still have my principles⌠and going through this at least will show the world weâre not just greedy tarts.â She said lowly to herself strengthening her resolve.
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âHey, Cargo! Wake up itâs time to eat!â Emma heard a man bellow⌠she blinked her eyes apparently she had fallen asleep at some point.
Looking a different man than who had led her in was standing over her with a red dog bowl he pulled her head up by her hair and placed the dish on the ground in front of her before letting go.
âEager girl, arenât you.â he laughed as she fell face first into the white slop contained in the bowl. âWell eat up cause thatâs all youâre getting.â
Emma tried to open her mouth in protest but only managed to fill her mouth with the strange gruel. It had a strange texture, smell, and not a taste that wasnât entirely pleasant⌠but given her current condition there was little she could do⌠it was either suck it down or hold her breath indefinitely. So she gulped it down as fast as she could.
âAtta girl.â The man said seeing she finished the meal that was prepared for her he patted her on the head like a prized pooch, and pulled the bowl away and leaving the room without any more conversation.
Emma was once again left in silence⌠now with the added âbonusâ of the stench of the slop sticking to her chin filling her nostrils.
âTheyâll know Iâm not a tramp.â she muttered to herself as she fell asleep again. Only to be awoken again for her next feeding⌠sometimes the person with the bowl would leave it in front of her and watch her struggle to get it. But normally he seemed to get some pleasure of dropping her face first into it⌠then sheâd assure herself that this would all be worth it afterwards⌠and fall asleep⌠ The only difference was her dreams, every cycle they seemed to get more and more sexual in nature⌠solo, with one partner, multiple partners⌠in fact the only constant with them was right before it seemed she was about to cum was being interrupted by âWAKE UP CARGO! Time to eat.â
That was the constant cycle for⌠hours? days? months? Emma was completely unsure. Until one day after hearing the  "WAKE UP CARGO!â call she instinctively raised her head so the man could slip the bowl underneath her chin as usual.
âGood girl, but itâs not feeding time.â He said with a laugh.
âWhat?â Emma said confused.
âYour Auction is coming up. Itâs time for us to clean you up. No one is going to want to buy a product that has that dried scum on its face after all.â He said as he unchained Emmaâs arms and legs and grabbed the lead.
âCome on then.â He said as he began walking out of the door Emma scrambling to keep up, while trying to stretch the cramps out of her limbs.
He lead her through the long corridor again, Emma didnât bother looking around as every area looked the same just dull grey metal doors with signs too high for her to read from her position on her hands and knees.
Eventually he turned the corner and entered an area that looked like a large bathhouse. Once there he removed the remaining straps as well as her collar, he placed them in a nearby bin. He then pointed to a nearby shower stall Emma climbed to her feet and walked in. The water was cold but it still felt good to wash all of the grime and left over food off of her body.
After a few moments of cleaning herself she heard the man say âLook here Cargo.â Turning around she was met with the flash of a camera.
âWhat was thatâŚâ Emma began.
âWe need shots of the product on offer for the auction⌠this one will do nicely.â He said with a smile. âNow hurry up and finish we donât have all day.â
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After her shower, her attendant once gain lifted her up over his shoulder⌠stating that they couldnât risk the merchandise to get dirty⌠Emma just let him carry her this way⌠only grumbling a bit when he squeezed her perky ass.
âGotta check the merchandise afterall.â he smiledâŚ
Emma was placed on a shelf next to a group of other items⌠some of them she recognized as being from her house.
So there she sat and waited for what she wasnât entirely sure. But every few minutes someone would come out and take an item off the shelves next to her after what seemed like forever Emma was the only thing on the shelves⌠and the man who had been collecting the items had scooped her up.
âOur next Lot is a special one and the one that Iâm sure you have all been waiting for. Item #EW150490â She heard over the speakers as she was brought through the curtained wall into some manner of auditorium. The man carrying her placed her in the middle of the stage on a platform. Looking out over the stage she could tell it was filled with people⌠but the backlighting made it impossible for her to make out any details.
âThis gorgeous little princess unfortunately fell into a bit of economic troubleâ the voice she heard earlier said⌠she turned and saw an auctioneer standing behind a podium⌠as well as a blown up picture from her shower as well as one from her room⌠any embarrassment she might have felt from that was immediately erased due to the fact that the entire auditorium was currently getting a live demonstration.
âPoor thing⌠so who wants to place the bid to help this English Tart pay her debts to societyâŚâ He said panels went up and the auction began⌠it moved far too fast for the naked girl to keep up⌠people kept bidding more and more⌠she wasnât even sure how much people were spending on her⌠it was moving fast and then she heard⌠âSOLD!â and the auctioneer banged his gavel.
âThank you all for coming, go and pay the cashier and came around back to pick up your merchandise around back.â the Auctioneer smiles.
Emma is carried off stage and brought into another holding room⌠a collar was with a sold tag was strapped around her neck. She once again watches as all of her former possessions are taken away one at a time as their new owners collected them.
â#EW150490? Right over here pal.â she heard someone call as she watched a the warehouse worker leading someone over to where she was standing.
âJâjack?â Emma stammered out.
âAh Emma, ALWAYS wonderful to see youâ Jack O'Brien said with a smile. âThough you really should call me Mr. O'Brien⌠or Master⌠or Daddy I havenât decided yet.â Jack and the worker laughed.
âWhat areâŚâ Emma said confused.
âI thought you were smart⌠but I guess Iâll spell it out for you. I bought you.â Jack said bluntly.
âbut⌠how?â Emma said still confused.
âSimple, I uncovered and reported an unsanctioned non-profit organization and received a giant bonus. Can you believe some silly girl thought that the government would except the spread of Feminism as a legitimate cause?â Jack laughed.
âhe-.â Emma began to interject.
âHush dear, the people are talking.â The worker said causing Emma to quiet down. âYeah, I bet they were one of those stupid actress bitches that are demanding more money.â
âProbably.â Jack smiled while staring openly at Emmaâs tits.
âWell I gotta say you got a real work of art here. Besides being absolutely gorgeous she got with the program faster than any girl Iâve ever processed.â The Worker said âSign here and you can get better introduced.â
Emma wondered what he meant by processed but kept silent as Jack signed the contract.
âAlright, try not to enjoy your purchase too much.â the worker laughed as he slapped Emma on the ass as he walked by.
âno promises.â Jack smiled⌠âNow then Emma letâs go home.â
âumm⌠Mr. O'Brien?â Emma said demurely.
âYes, Emma?â the accountant said.
âumm⌠can I have⌠like⌠something to wearâŚâ Emma asked.
âOh⌠well I was going to surprise you in the car but I did buy a few of your old clothes to go along with this⌠but I suppose I could give you something now.â Jack smiled.
âThank you, sir.â Emma said happy she wouldnât have to continue walking the halls nakedâŚ. that is until Jack handed her a pair of strappy high heeled shoes.
âHere you go princess.â he said with a smile.
âumm⌠I⌠meantâŚâ Emma said as she held the shoes.
âBe a good girl and put them on.â Jack ordered.
âyes⌠right awayâŚâ Emma said quickly donning the apparel.
âNow letâs go to the car.â Jack clapped his hands and walked away⌠Emma following quickly behind him until they were outside and he came to a Limo. He opens the door and lets Emma get in first making sure to get a nice handful of his latest asset.
âSo⌠Emma on the way home Iâd like to see what exactly all my money paid for.â Jack said with a smile as he closed the door.
âWhat do you mean, sir?â Emma said a timidly.
âmmm⌠I think you know exactly what I mean⌠get on your hands and knees on the seat, slut.â Jack said as Emma got into position and looked over her shoulder, as Jack put one hand on her waist and the other on the back of the seat and slipped his cock into her tight honey hole.
âMmm⌠you were worth every last penny, Emma.â Jack said as he thrust into her⌠not that Emma could hear him the moment his cock pierced her mind exploded in pleasure the countless hours of build that were broken with her morning routine had broken her down and made her ultra responsive to the sexual stimulation.
Deep down she knew she shouldnât be enjoying this as much as she was, but she couldnât stop herself⌠and besides she was only in this position due to her economic ruin⌠she wasnât like the girls that sold out to the studios⌠she had her principles she wasnât a cheap whore like the propaganda tried to spread⌠those were her last thoughts as she clamped even tighter around her new ownerâs cock as she orgasmed.Â
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You can always go higher!
With Shoes, there is only one rule to follow: You can always go higher.
It does not matter what you are doing, it does not matter where you are going - push yourself for higher heels.
Start with lower heels if you have to, it is not important how high you can go now, all that matters is that you improve yourself and slowly, but steadily get to higher heels.
Wear uncomfortable high heels at home until they feel more comfortable and then go out wearing them and start wearing higher ones at home. Always push yourself, always improve yourself. Never think âthis is too highâ, if you apply yourself, you can always go higher.
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Asian girls belong to white men. Submit your own pictures like this to me.
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Sally Shoe Shine Girls is a popular service owned by entrepreneur Fred Robertson. He currently owns twenty full-time shine girlsâeach of which is trained to expertly shine shoes, dust off jackets, and suck the cocks of paying customers.Â
They are a common sight in the various offices and establishments in the commercial and business districts of the Brentwood Society. Sally Shoe Shine Girls are known for being smartly dressed, having perky, bouncy personalities, and doing fast and thorough jobs.Â
Sally #1, pictured above, was the first shine girl. Originally a bank vice president, she initially struggled with accepting her natural place when it was presented to her. Now, she kneels, shines, and and sucks on command, and she does it with a great big smile on her face. Her conduct also serves as an excellent example to the newer shine girls.Â
If you asked her about her change, she would give you that same smile and say, âWell, I owe it all to Mr. Robertsonâs training program, of course!â Â Â
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