A real fan, a non-white fan, came to Vancouver to serve me. He's a regular guy, just like you. He gets off on me teasing him & calling him names. He knows that his place is below me. He feels that I am superior to him because of my blue eyes, blond hair and ivory skin...and because of the power I have over him. Live vicariously through him as he gets to smell my pretty, petite, freshly pedicured feet.
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