Haitian Adventist Femdom In Ottawa

Night falls over the East End of Ottawa. Snow blanketed the Canadian Capital along with the rest of Ontario on that Saturday evening. Trouble was brewing in the basement of an old Montreal Road building sandwiched between a grocery store and a French pharmacy. The red brick building, built in the late 1890s, is home to a bunch of immigrants. Haitians, Lebanese, Congolese, Chinese and others call the place home. A very lovely and mysterious lady rents an apartment in the basement. Sometimes the neighbors talk about her, because she meets with a lot of odd gentlemen at odd hours. Hmm, why is that?

"This is what I do to BBC thugs," Stefania Polydor said with a wicked smile. The curvy, dark-skinned Haitian diva looked gleeful after doing her thing. A burly black man seated on a high-backed chair watched her every move. Paul Constant shook his head as he looked at his dick, now trapped by the chastity device. All nine inches of it. For a while now, the big and tall Haitian man had been wanting to try some kinky stuff. The femdom stuff folks are always blathering on about. Did the brother get more than he bargained for?

"Shit," Paul Constant said, exhaling sharply. Stefania smiled satisfactorily and then opened her bag of tricks. Seated on the chair, stark naked and with his hands and feet bound, Paul was at her mercy. Stefania looks like all the pretty Haitian ladies who attend a certain Haitian Adventist church in downtown Ottawa on Saturdays, but that's just for show. This outwardly pious woman is leading a double life. Stefania is a dominatrix, folks. How about that?

"Oh I am just getting started," Stefania said, licking her lips. Paul frowned, wondering what she was getting at. A few weekends ago, Paul hooked up with Esther Mathurin, a tall and pretty Haitian lady of about forty-five. The alluring Haitian MILF happened to be good friends with Stefania. After banging the hell out of Esther Mathurin, Paul targeted Stefania. He figured that she'd been a good lay. If only the brother knew then what he knows now...

"So far this femdom shit seems tame," Paul said casually, almost arrogantly. Stefania turned around and faced Paul, hands on her hips. Born in the environs of Jacmel, in the heart of Haiti, Stefania lived in Malden, Massachusetts, for a few years before moving to Ottawa, Ontario. While attending Back Bay College in downtown Boston, Stefania was introduced to the practice of BDSM by a former lover. The lovely Haitian gal hasn't been the same since.

"Femdom is not shit, it's my life," Stefania said firmly, and Paul nodded as if he understood. Truth be told, Paul did not understand. Sure, he likes porn, like most men and quite a few women. Paul is familiar with BDSM scenes, where men tie up women and flog them before fucking them. He'd seen the 50 Shades movie series. He was also aware of men who liked to be dominated by women. The men were usually white, as were the women in those movies. As far as Paul was concerned, BDSM was white folks business.

"I just don't think the BDSM stuff is for black people, especially church-going Haitian Adventists like you and I," Paul said wistfully. Stefania smiled, and nodded understandingly. A long time ago, when Stefania's former boyfriend Stephen Gallimard introduced her to BDSM during their halcyon days at Back Bay College, she'd been thrilled and scared of her kinky side. In the years since, Stefania has grown more comfortable with her sexuality and her kinky side. Growth is part of life, as it were...

"BDSM isn't just for white folks, it is for people like you and me, I want to explore this lifestyle with other black people," Stefania said firmly. Paul sighed as he considered her words. He took a good look at Stefania, who looked alluring in her blue tank top, black leather skirt and black leather boots. Aware of Paul checking her out, Stefania turned around, and shook that big round ass of hers.

"Now that's what I call a Haitian booty," Paul said, and Stefania grinned. Paul felt his dick get hard, and the chastity device put a quick stop to that. Looks like Stefania's whole schtick about male chastity was no joke. The Haitian dominatrix promised to neutralize Paul's nine inches of thick black cock and she did just that. Paul had seen chastity devices in porn movies, and they were usually put on white guys by dominant white women. Black guys didn't seem to be into this sort of thing. Paul had been vaguely curious...

"Alright, Madame Stefania, show me what you can do, go hard or go home," Paul said with a shrug. Stefania grinned, utterly pleased with Paul's answer and change of demeanor. In her early days as a dominatrix, Stefania mainly played with white guys and Asian guys because the kinky black men she saw in BDSM circles usually preferred white girls. The Haitian gal was thrilled to not only be playing with a black man, but a member of her own ethnicity and community. How cool is that?

"Oui monsieur, yes sir," Stefania replied, sounding very much like the polite, church-going Haitian Adventist gal that she was raised to be. Paul nodded and braced himself for what was to come. Stefania grinned and grabbed Paul's nipples, then twisted them. Paul winced at this most unexpected gesture. Laughing, Stefania donned latex gloves and then slid her hand underneath Paul's ball sac. Paul frowned at the intrusion but Stefania kept burrowing until she reached a tight, dark spot...

"The fuck?" Paul protested, and Stefania licked her lips as she slid her finger into his asshole. A lot of black men are opposed to receiving anal stimulation from a woman because they equate anal stuff with gay stuff. Stefania twisted her finger inside Paul's asshole and continued to burrow inside until she hit his prostate. Paul groaned and shook his head. Nodding, Stefania pulled her finger out of Paul's asshole. Time for some more wicked fun.

"Just wanted to get you ready for me," Stefania said in a sexy, husky voice that was also scary. In spite of himself, he was a bit excited about this femdom stuff that Stefania was talking about. Stefania pulled something else out of her bag of tricks and Paul blinked in surprise. Grinning, Stefania strapped it on. The shiny ebony dildo, purchased at the Pleasures N Treasures adult video store in downtown Ottawa, looked positively powerful.

"Scary shit," Paul admitted, and Stefania grinned, and then pressed the dildo against his lips. Paul looked at Stefania, who nodded. pretty evident what she wanted. Sighing, Paul began sucking on Stefania's plastic cock. Stefania licked her lips as arousal flushed through her like the sun through a cloud. The young Haitian woman felt her nipples harden and her pussy get wet as her latest sub sucked her cock. Hmm, now they're getting somewhere...

"You love the scary shit," Stefania said to Paul as she pulled her dildo out of his mouth. Without further ado, she put him on all fours and took a look at his ass. Paul grimaced as Stefania spread his cheeks and applied lotion on his asshole. Stefania playfully smacked Paul's ass and then pressed the dildo against his backdoor. With a swift thrust, Stefania pushed her dildo into Paul's ass. Do Haitian women strap it on and fuck Haitian men? In Stefania's household, it definitely happens!

"Damn it's big," Paul said, groaning deeply as Stefania filled his asshole with the dildo. Laughing, Stefania leaned into Paul as she fucked him. He felt her tits press against his back as she gripped his hips and shoved the dildo up his ass. With his big black dick locked in chastity and Stefania's dildo up his ass, Paul finally got to experience what femdom was all about. Overwhelmed with this mixture of wicked pleasure and sweet pain, Paul cried out in ecstasy. Stefania kept on pegging Paul until the Haitian stud had enough and tapped out...

"Happy Sabbath, come again," Stefania said to Paul, much later. After a vigorous session of femdom and pegging, Paul took a shower and then got dressed. Stefania made sure that Paul was alright before sending him on his merry way. A bit awkward and giddy after his first pegging, Paul sincerely thanked Stefania and then exchanged a brief hug. She waved at him as he headed out, got into his Rav4 and drove away. Another one done, folks. The practice of kink is spreading around the world, including among conservative Haitian Adventists. Is that cool or what?