Idea for Future Erotic Fiction
The other day I thought of an interesting idea for an erotic fiction piece. I'm a bit of an amateur historian. One morsel of historical knowledge I find particularly fascinating is the idea that American slaveowners in the 18th and 19th centuries used to keep all the best parts of a slaughtered animal for themselves and give only the toughest, least desirable parts of the carcass to their slaves to eat. In fact, an idiom originated from this practice because the manor would get all the best cuts and was said to be living "high on the hog." It's also how barbecue evolved into a uniquely American cuisine; if you like barbecued ribs, brisket, or pulled pork, you can thank the innovation of southern slaves for making something great out of something worthless (and the Caribbean Natives who taught the African slaves the secrets of slow roasting, but I digress).
This idea that the slaves got the shittiest parts of an animal bounced around my head. Slowly, my mind imagined a modern-day black hustler who has a substantially large chip on his shoulder from taking shit from white people all his life. The unspoken, mostly invisible, but ever-present institutional racism and prejudices of contemporary American society still echoing from those terrible times. He takes petty satisfaction from the most symbolic of what he considers retaliations on the white race. He has seduced and abused white women for thirty years, only giving black and brown women his tender compassion. His current pink toe is a pretty blonde 23-year-old stripper. She works hard for his money. His most thrilling hustle is using her as bait to get some horny shitfaced white boy alone in a parking lot or hotel room where he robs him and beats him within an inch of his life. Occasionally, if circumstances permit, he will throw in some degree of sexual torture. He finds it hilariously appropriate that sex, the very act which the white boy sought, was to ultimately be his undoing. This would all likely be explained in the intro or strongly alluded to throughout the narrative.
And the narrative? A description of how this black man uses knowledge of the past to inspire his 'paybacks' of the present. Chained to a radiator in a cheap motel room, the twisted black man forces the boy to watch as he forcefully pounds the white stripper for over thirty minutes. He and the white girl are covered in sweat by the end of their coupling. He then explains to the broken and bruised white boy the same historical facts as above regarding the culinary habits of their respective racial lineages. He tells him that tonight he's going to flip the script in the name of justice. Tonight, he says, the white boy will be "eating" all the "least desirable parts" after having watched him take all the white slut's best for himself. What ensues would be a detailed description of how he forces the white boy to orally worship the nastiest, stankiest parts of the freshly fucked white bitch who, as it turns out, also doesn't have the best hygiene either. Lots of toes/feet, armpits, asshole, and pussy (creampie) licking is featured. The amount of filth the white boy "consumes" from the dirty and foul stripper (a virtual stranger) is topped off by her repeatedly spitting directly into his mouth as she blows her black master and rims his nasty ass.
They leave the white boy chained to that radiator. Alive, but desperately wishing he wasn't.
This idea that the slaves got the shittiest parts of an animal bounced around my head. Slowly, my mind imagined a modern-day black hustler who has a substantially large chip on his shoulder from taking shit from white people all his life. The unspoken, mostly invisible, but ever-present institutional racism and prejudices of contemporary American society still echoing from those terrible times. He takes petty satisfaction from the most symbolic of what he considers retaliations on the white race. He has seduced and abused white women for thirty years, only giving black and brown women his tender compassion. His current pink toe is a pretty blonde 23-year-old stripper. She works hard for his money. His most thrilling hustle is using her as bait to get some horny shitfaced white boy alone in a parking lot or hotel room where he robs him and beats him within an inch of his life. Occasionally, if circumstances permit, he will throw in some degree of sexual torture. He finds it hilariously appropriate that sex, the very act which the white boy sought, was to ultimately be his undoing. This would all likely be explained in the intro or strongly alluded to throughout the narrative.
And the narrative? A description of how this black man uses knowledge of the past to inspire his 'paybacks' of the present. Chained to a radiator in a cheap motel room, the twisted black man forces the boy to watch as he forcefully pounds the white stripper for over thirty minutes. He and the white girl are covered in sweat by the end of their coupling. He then explains to the broken and bruised white boy the same historical facts as above regarding the culinary habits of their respective racial lineages. He tells him that tonight he's going to flip the script in the name of justice. Tonight, he says, the white boy will be "eating" all the "least desirable parts" after having watched him take all the white slut's best for himself. What ensues would be a detailed description of how he forces the white boy to orally worship the nastiest, stankiest parts of the freshly fucked white bitch who, as it turns out, also doesn't have the best hygiene either. Lots of toes/feet, armpits, asshole, and pussy (creampie) licking is featured. The amount of filth the white boy "consumes" from the dirty and foul stripper (a virtual stranger) is topped off by her repeatedly spitting directly into his mouth as she blows her black master and rims his nasty ass.
They leave the white boy chained to that radiator. Alive, but desperately wishing he wasn't.
6 月 前