CUSTOM REQUEST: Chapter 3, My First BBC Close up on your phone as it plays my video. Also in the shot your fingers and mouth. Your nails are black almond-shaped daggers. As you watch my video, you seductively lick your red lips. We now see your entire face. You wear headphones as you watch my video on your phone. Your makeup is smoky and dark (similar to “Black Widow Fetish Trap”). You raise one middle finger and slowly lick its length, imagining it is a cock. Dark shadows now fill the room. Your entire outfit is black and dangerous. (You are not wearing headphones now.) You stare hard into the camera. Your eyes are merciless. My video begins to play on the widescreen. You sway to the music as though possessed. Your hands roam your body, and you touch your nipples and pussy with your middle fingers. Close up on your face, looking straight into my eyes. You are wearing headphones again. You hold your biggest black dildo in your hands and run your black nails up and down the shaft. You worship the dildo with your mouth, never taking your cold and cruel eyes off me as you suck and drool on it. The room slowly grows darker and darker, and finally fades to black. // END. (Please insert voiceover dialogue over the film, as in “When I Feel Myself”). You thought this was just a game, didn’t you? You thought you could turn off the fantasy whenever you wanted, like turning off a switch. You didn’t believe that those images would be implanted deep in my mind and take root in my soul. You didn't imagine that my dreams would fill with those images… images of powerful black men towering over tiny white women, claiming them as their own. But every night when I close my eyes and touch myself, I picture enormous black cocks. I picture myself dropping to my knees and begging them to fuck my mouth. Begging them to use me. Begging them to turn me into a perfect little fuck doll. Every night I see them. I see them cupping my ass as I climb into their laps. I hear myself calling them “daddy” just before they impale me with their enormous jet black weapons. I picture how I will dress to please them. How I will say and do and become whatever they want. You did this to me, yo u know. It’s all because of you. Are you happy with yourself? Proud of what you have done? You turned me into an addict. Into a Black. Cock. Addict. Awww... Do you wish you could take it all back? Go back to the time when I was innocent? When I was naïve? When I was still yours? I have to thank you, baby: You showed me the way. You cracked opened the door. And now I’ve stepped through it. Pretty soon, everything is gonna go dark. Everything is gonna be black. Are you happy with what you’ve done? Are you proud of your creation? Are you touching yourself as you imagine my addiction growing and growing? Do you hate yourself for getting aroused as you see me disappearing into the darkness you created? Yes. That’s it. That’s a good boy. Such a good, little boy you are. (Cruel laughter