Chapter 3

Kimberly awoke feeling nauseous and woozy. She realized that she was lying in a bed and she noticed that a pretty white girl was leaning over her, the same girl who was in the van. What shocked her was that the girl was naked except for the fact that there was a collar on her neck. “Where am I?” Kimberly slurred. “ How did I get here?”

“You’re at Daddy’s place” said the girl. “Don’t worry, you’re safe. It’s about time that you woke sleepy head”. Kimberly realized that she was very thirsty and quickly drank the water offered to her, not realizing that it contained a tranquilizer cocktail that would calm her and make her more compliant with what was to come.

Kimberly then realized that she was naked too. “What happened” “Where are my clothes” Who are you” she said still in a daze.

“My name is Quanesha. Like I said, we’re at Daddy’s place. Daddy looks after us girls. Don’t worry, we’re all safe. But Daddy has rules about wearing clothes and you’ll have to prove to him that you have become a good girl before he gives you any.”

The drug cocktail was starting to have an effect. Kimberly started to calm down and then sat up. At that point, she realized that there were multiple video screens showing horrible things. It looked like these were scenes from the old slave south. Black people in collars and chains were being dominated and punished by white people in the most horrible way. On one screen, a Black man who was tied to a whipping post was being whipped by a huge bull whip. The lacerations on his back and his screaming in agony demonstrated the power of the whip. In another scene, a pretty young teenage black girl was being held down and raped by a group of white boys. The girls screams were drowned out by the boys’ laughter.

Kimberly looked away in horror. Quanesha noticed and said “Our ancestors were just pure evil weren’t they. Look at what they did to innocent Black people for hundreds of years. I’m ashamed to be a white girl.”

Kimberly said nothing but wanted to agree. “Haven’t you learned in school how terrible white people are, how this is still a racist society and Black people are still oppressed?”

Kimberly nodded and volunteered “Yesterday our teacher told us how innocent Black people were lynched for no good reason. If only there is something we could do. I’m ashamed of being white too but I’m not racist.”

Quanesha snapped, “So you really think that you’re not racist. Don’t you and your friends go around wearing skimpy clothes that Black men and boys see you in. You must notice their eyes on you. How do you think they feel when white sluts like you tease them with your bodies knowing that the Black men can’t fuck you? Black cocks are so much bigger than white cocks that it causes them physical pain to be teased by white sluts like you.”

Kimberly was shocked. It was true that she had noticed Black men and boys staring at her when she wore sexy clothes but she never thought that she was causing them pain. She stuttered, “I never knew that was racist. I’m so sorry.”