Need diversion from rough divorce, sexless for 6 months , I'm a proud pussy pleaser , spanking and good girl doggie, and pussy licking my favorites, I'll make you smile all nite long, breakfast in bed and do it again!

My kids school is baning the teaching of diversity and anti bolling becouse of religious people in the town can't stand it was from GLSEN. So if you all could sing this petition and let my kids learn that every one is special in there own way. THANK YOU

http://www.change.org/petitions/erie-school-board-reverse-prejudicial-ban-on-glsen-and-other-anti-bullying-resources

Love it what a great duck but why is the chair guy always white? Feels like a lack of representation of diversity on both sides of the spectrum. What a shame 

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Vulvar Diversity

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I love to look at close up minge pictures. Here is a video compilation of them in all their diversity.

I confess, I confessed this a few months ago, and things got better, but now I'm back where I started.
I've been with the same guy nearly two years. We're great together, great friends, and when we have sex, its amazing...
But we never have sex.
Like, he's pretty.. 'simple' in bed, but he's still good, whereas I'm pretty.. 'diverse,' but the sex is so good it's usually not an issue. Well, recently the sex has just stopped, and I don't know why.
So, question for the trollolol's.

If you have a cute, sexually adventurous, willing, woman who you're planning to marry, what makes the sex stop?

No, he's not cheating, unless it's with his hand.

Think very slow before thumbs up/down.

See the being in the pic?????

I am asking the viewer and not using any words my self.

What do you see?
Male?
Female?
Mix?
TransGender?

What do you see?

Now think...
It was just announced in the USA there will only be male or female during a speech.

Do you care?
Do you think this way?
Would you want to see beings like this not be allowed to be who they are in life or even share a life with a being like this?

Does the talk of making all the resources a being like this needs to be who they want to be banned or made harder to find than it was bother you?

Do you still think who ALL is in power now cares about them or do they want them to disappear?

Do you support a side that is against non straight people here on this site?

Do you not like those others who are not male or female being here?

I see down votes on anyone who only repeats what was said by the ones who are going to have the power to make the laws that will choose the outcome of many here.

To me, a down vote on this post is a vote against many who feels they belong on this site and have a place in this world.

An up vote shows you want all the diverse beings we have and support their right to be here and have a life along side and shared with the termed "male and female" now declared as all the USA will recognize .
That's not my words.
If you watched, You saw those words spoken and YOU the viewer has a choice in how it all turns out be it one way or the other.

Do not joke around.
Truly listen and see the actions taken by sides who have shown they will enforce their will and views on others and expect total compliance with no other option.

With that...

Do you support all who are on this site and in the world to be here with us and those hiding being protected and allowed to be in the light with the rest of us?
Then up vote...

Do you not want them to be here, have choice and want them to go away then down vote...

I always have had an open mind and raised to accept anyone who is good and their actions are show to have care, love and compassion to all.....,
BUT reject those whos actions show nothing but harm and hate for others for only them being different some how in some way even when their heart and soul has nothing but good and love with compassion in all they see and do.

I vote up and always will respect and have an open mind and heart to others unless they show they do not deserve such ever by their own actions.

Well, Its the viewers turn...
Read and see what your about to do here...
Read and see what others think of who is here.
Read and see how many care and how many do not.

I can never side with hate and will push away and never look back to who has and uses it in their actions against who has never done a thing to earn such condemnation form anyone.

Vote up if you think one should NOT place people in high places who have no place for others to have rights to be here and with us in life together.

Please think before you make that choice here and any place.. Your actions do result in other events that affect others and shows more about if you care or if you are one with those who hate.

Thanks..
I am voting this up.

OK so it's 2025 and the US is getting more and more diverse in each town as time goes by.
I feel that even in the past few years the taboo of interracial engagement has gone down significantly and the boundaries and divide too has gone down. 
Today I feel with apps online and the more mixed population women have definitely been more accessible to trying other races for dating and  sex. I've seen it in my high school and college. White women are hooking up with black guys on a normal basis and some are dating. I would say dating interracial is still not too common in or as presented our in public as much. But most certainly white girls having sex with black guys is a common thing nowadays in 2025. Back in 2018 it was less common even a few years back but it is so prevalent now I'm the 18-25 range in school. College I think mostly all white girls are open and enjoy hooking up interracial now. The apps and the experience of it has greatly increased this to be acceptable in school now

Is it just me or does any one else seriously get the fuck on Motherless. I come hear every single time I need too knock one out. I mean seriously. I have never found a site that has so much diversity in the category of porn. The Shits unreal.

Some things I'm in too and others no at all and some I'm so and so but some of the shit is hot a fuck. If I see a video I know all most immediately if I'm going to favour it but man half the stuff is off the wall.

Bored tonight, while hubby is watching motorcycle races. Which one should I push in my dripping hole? Please help me, don´t know which one I should choose for a jolly little diversion ?

Diversion en familia hermanos fogosos.

Okay, need some opinions here. Was bored, posted an ad looking for a girl to do a bunch of kinky stuff to. Wasn't expecting anything but spam in response.

HOWEVER, as it turns out, I DID get a response. From someone not only in my area, but went to my highschool, only 2 years younger than me. She already wants to chat, sent me some pics. BUT I'm now hesitating.

I kinda wanna go for it because a) She's a hot little 22 year old who wants to be my "submissive girl toy" as she puts it. Plus, she's got a little girl, and so that's a twofer once the kid grows up some.
And b) Finally a girl who I could actually meet up with who would want and let me do all kinds of nasty shit to her.

HOWEVER, I'm hesitating because

a) If I give her my name, and we meet up, and things go sour, I could wind up with my sexual fetishes (Which are really....diverse, to put it lightly) being told to people I know. It's a small community here.
b) She has a kid. That complicates things.

Suggestions?

Just read about an eight year old girl giving birth..So how do you handle the knowledge that you are the one who did the deed??? What do you write on your suicide note???
Heres a tip, don't go there in the first place. If you need a diversion to jack up the fantisy level, go gay.
Don't screw up another group of lives for your personal five minutes of OMG

I believe headz ia a moderator here, but, why is this memeber allowed to flood the boards with the same girl over and over... where is the diversity

http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/video/2009/apr/02/swat-valley-flogging
Mmmm diversity !! This is what is coming to a Country near you.

A video showing a teenage girl being flogged by Taliban fighters has emerged from the Swat Valley in Pakistan, offering a shocking glimpse of militant brutality in the once-peaceful district, and a sign of Taliban influence spreading deeper into the country.

The two-minute video, shot using a mobile phone, shows a burka-clad woman face down on the ground. Two men hold her arms and feet while a third, a black-turbaned fighter with a flowing beard, whips her repeatedly.

"Please stop it," she begs, alternately whimpering or screaming in pain with each blow to the backside. "Either kill me or stop it now."

A crowd of men stands by, watching silently. Off camera a voice issues instructions. "Hold her legs tightly," he says as she squirms and yelps.

i would love to be dressed up like a girl. i really like lingerie and cosplay. i think painted toenails and fingernails are so cute as well. i enjoy getting attention a lot, and would love to play with somebody. or be played with :3

i think i'm rather diverse, but having someone dress me up is my top fantasy right now. i'd prefer to take charge after that. i'm also looking forward to seeing my first strap-on, though i'm understandably anxious about that.

My confession is that I have no ability or desire anymore to communicate with people. I have come to the conclusion that friendship in and of itself is one of the most useless and trivial things in the world. I spent 7 years of my life bending over back words for a best friend who doesn't even bother to ask me how I am doing. No calls or texts, nothing. All of my friends are like this. Everyone else always seems to have time for everyone else but none for me.

What is the point of baring your heart to people who don;t care to see it?

People just aren't interesting to me either. Everybody where I live is exactly the same just about, sure there is a few people that make for an interesting diversion but any attempt to hang out or bond is met with indifference.

My friends from my real home have all no doubt moved far beyond, and I feel now as if every relationship I form platonic or otherwise is simply a pointless diversion from tedium and has none of the real spiritual meaning I thought it carried.

I can't really blame anyone. I don't understand how to integrate myself into conversations at all. I mean, its like everyone else in life is reading from a script and everything comes out nice and smooth but then I come in just trying to angle my way in or find a way to join the conversation and everyone just gets annoyed. The worst part is i don;t know any other way, otherwise I just sit there scratching my head trying to figure out what to say.

I remember reading some random thing, I couldn't tell you the source or the exact quote or the context if I tried, it could be the bible or it could be Shakespeare but it was some kind of monologue from a young women who wished to be a virgin forever. At this point, I kind of feel the same way myself. I don't want to participate in something that is so trivial and ultimately meaningless. I rather never know sex or love then to have my heart broken again, to be judged as inferior and tossed aside or to be used as a one night plaything. I don't want to be the topic of someones boy gossip reduced to some drooling moron begging for the attention and affection of some random female.

I think i am just done to be honest. I want to be free.

Since this is the soapbox and I can bitch about anything..let me turn my attention on NASCAR.
I used to watch the races every weekend, but now it is turning to shit. With all the new rules, all the safety devices abounding they cannot even see the cars around them so they have to use spotters to tell them when they can even change lanes. With all the new rules the drivers get huge fines for swearing on the mics and having a "talk" with other drivers that pissed them off.
All the cars are the fucking same and boring looking and they are allowed to make little or no changes to them..so much for innovation.
And then there is diversity..since NASCAR is mainly a white mans sport, why do most of the races start with a black singer or preacher? The last thing I want to see is some nigger who 9 times out of 10 cant sing worth a shit help start the race...and then some nigger football player says in a ghetto accent "Gentlemen start your engines"
NASCAR you are losing your base viewers because of worthless rules and your PC standards.

Hate Fags: You must be a closet fag.
Hate Niggers: You must be uneducated.
Hate Jews: You must be a Nazi.
Hate Mexicans: You must be White trash.

Religious White: You must be a closet fag who is uneducated.
Republican: You must be a old-rich closet fag who is uneducated.. and White.
Conservative: You must be a hate filled asshole.. and White.
Educated black man: Uncle Tom.

Poor Black: Oppressed by Whites.
Poor Mexican: Abused slave laborer.. abused by rich Whites.
Poor White: Trash.

Hate Whites: You must be an intelligent person with progressive ideas and wholly embrace the rich, diverse cultures of other people. Probably a White who feels crushing guilt about the 5% of White people in the past who may have done something bad to a person who was not White.

So, basically, Straight White people who embrace their heritage = bad, all others = good.

Saw this on another website and thought it would be of interest here.

Twitter and Facebook aside, groups of young blacks who violently harass whites and Asians (�flash mobs�) are hardly new. In the 1960s this was called �wilding,� and for over a decade New York City subways (and probably much public transportation elsewhere) became almost unusable thanks to black teenagers who moved from car to car terrorizing hapless white riders.

Nevertheless, today�s flash mobs (for a listing of attacks, see http://violentflashmobs.com/) are disturbing beyond the immediate violence. In the context of contemporary race relations, this growing epidemic of anti-white mayhem was not supposed to happen. Blacks attacking whites because they are white represents an abrogation of a decades-long treaty between whites and blacks. Not a treaty in the formal sense, but an �understanding� that might as well be a legal contract. Let me explain.

The 1960s saw widespread black violence, much of it explicitly anti-white. This ranged from week-long urban riots to individual blacks killing or raping whites opportunistically. Many victims were chosen only because of race. The government�s response was both enhanced policing and, of the utmost relevance, today�s racial spoils system: affirmative action, set asides, massive anti-poverty spending, Justice Department decrees to help blacks get elected, dumbed down civil service standards, easy home mortgages and sundry other �help blacks� programs. You can also add race-driven political correctness: banning �offensive� words (e.g., colored), exaggerating the role of blacks in American history, glowing media portrayals, downplaying black-on-white violent crime, and everything else designed to massage black egos. And for good measure, add hate crime laws, speech codes, and draconian punishment for those who spoke the truth on race. This is the price white America now pays for public safety.

The Treaty�s aim was to stop the underclass from running wild by creating a black middle class who would, it was assumed, keep a lid on things out of economic self-interest. A newly appointed affirmative-action $125,000-a-year black school principal might not boost test scores but he would not encourage pupils to seek economic justice �by any means necessary.� Better to have potential rabble-rousers toiling as corporate vice-p********s for diversity than stirring up the brothers.

Endless failed policies have not undermined the Treaty. In education, for example, Head Start and school meals funding is still growing despite disappointing outcomes. Armies of support staff now fill largely black schools even though academic performance remains unchanged. Clearly, this lavishness can be understood only as a pay-off to sustain racial peace.

The Treaty is sacrosanct across the ideological spectrum, and even admitting its existence is verboten. Nobody dare ask, for example, if all the affirmative action hires or government set-a-sides that guarantee domestic tranquility actually yield economic benefits. No struggling black university student worries that flunking out will endanger affirmative action; a dreadful drop-out rate will only bring more government largess.

Since the 1960s, with scant exceptions, this pay-off has been amazingly successful. Once common �race war� rhetoric (burn baby burn, the fire next time etc.) has virtually vanished. Urban riots have gone from once a week to once a decade. Black militancy has largely reverted to its old-1960s form of litigation and legislative demands. White mayors no longer walk the streets to keep the peace during the �long hot summer� or plead for Washington money so they can hire community-activist firebrands. Yes, black crime persists, black-run cities like Newark and Detroit sink into Third-World depravity, and whites are sometimes the victims of black crime, but 1960s style anti-white mayhem (and revolutionary oratory) has, at least until very recently, almost vanished.

The key question is whether these flash mobs are the first inklings of a soon-to-be broken Treaty (recall how the �Arab Spring� began with a single, seemingly innocuous incident). It is not inconceivable that America could return to 1960s-style racial upheaval. It is this possibility, not the criminality per se, that makes proliferating flash mobs especially frightening. Aggressive policing in response could prompt a vintage urban riot, and rioting is often contagious. Fiscal cutbacks might end millions of government �make work� jobs for blacks, and many of the slots blacks used to fill are now taken by Hispanic immigrants. Our former $125,000-a-year principal will no longer have an incentive to keep the peace.

Keep in mind that no black under the age of 40 remembers the old-Treaty days, a world without the lucrative spoils system and ego-enhancing PC. For them, all the keep-the-peace benefits bestowed by a white-dominated government are normal, a justly deserved arrangement with no expiration date.

Can anything be done if matters begin reverting to old-Treaty days? Probably not much beyond more aggressive policing, a risky tactic that might exacerbate violence. The Treaty cannot be amended to provide even more benefits for blacks. Pressuring American firms to hire more unqualified African Americans or upping the penalties for alleged racial discrimination will just push businesses to North Dakota or Asia. It is hard to imagine America becoming even more PC on race. Admitting more unqualified blacks to colleges would just boost the drop-out rate. And forget about more generous welfare at a time when cities and states already have budget shortfalls. If anything, the tide seems to be turning to renegotiate the Treaty to cut benefits for blacks. State bans on racial preferences�never legislated by elected representatives but forced on them by voters�are a good example of how ordinary people are thinking.

In short, the Treaty may be expiring but the spoils system�even if the benefits are a little leaner�is probably forever.

Mr. Kay is a retired academic finally free to speak his mind.

(Posted on August 5, 2011)

While some would consider this a confession, confession implies that I feel guilt about the subject. I feel no guilt, to me it is a fond memory that some will enjoy, I'm simply sharing.
In 1985, I was stationed in Korea, due to family assets and my paygrade, I was quite well supplied with funds. This was before the "Korean Economic miracle". Pretty much anything was available in Korea for a price. I had the price. I had become somewhat bored with the usual diversions available in the "ville", and decided to find something different. I roamed the bars and clubs for the unusual. had some interesting adventures, yet still hadn't quite found that "something special". However my search bore fruit, I realised one of the Korean bargirls wasn't quite what she seemed. Now this girl was quite lovely, and well known for never having actual sex with guys that picked her up. Her customers were usually young, drunk and horny, and she satisfied them orally. To put it bluntly, Miss Kim could suck the crome off a trailer hitch ball. Now I bided my time until the Team Spirit exercise was well underway, My unit was exempt from exercise activities, I took leave for the 10 days or so of Team Spirit and happily relaxed in my off base quarters. The "ville" was quite pleasant, not many troops running the bars, and the bargirls had cash flow problems, most paid their rent on a weekly basis, and with few customers they were having trouble making the rent.
Miss Kim was no exception. so one night I bought her several overpriced "juicies" and started negotiations. She quickly explained that she only did blowjobs, no sex, we agreed on $15.00 the going rate. Then I brought up the subject of extras. I am quite fond of bondage, nothing rough or painful, just bondage. She seemed less than thrilled, but rent was coming due. We went to my apartment, it was a cold night and she was quite happy about my budget allowing more heat than she could afford, We actually had a snack, she was rather shocked when I cooked a couple nice omeletes, apparently Korean men know there is a kitchen in their home, they just don't care where it is. Miss Kim stripped to the waist, nice breasts, small, but then Asian women aren't noted for having huge breasts. I tied her hands behind her, she knelt and nuzzled at my jeans, Then I surprised her, she wasn't expecting that I would tie her ankles and then connect them to her wrists. I rubbed her neck awhile, she relaxed, Then I really upset her, I pulled her jeans down, sure enough, there was a penis, She was a old-op transexual. Kim was quietly freaking out now, but I rubbed her neck some more. Finally she nervously asked what I was going to do, I happily explained I wasn't going to hurt her, but I was going to get the blowjob I paid for and was going to take some pictures. I promised no one else would see the pictures, and her penis would be our little secret. We both knew that in Korean culture she would be outcast and fired at the very least if the club owners knew she was a old-op. So she knew I had her right where I wanted her. It was an excellent blowjob, probably the best I've had. When she finished she asked when I was going to untie her, I said in the morning, I had been watching and while blowing me, Kim had become very erect, not a large penis, rather small actually, but quite erect. I asked what she intended to do with her hard-on, She wanted to masturbate and couldn't with bound hands. I had a perfect situation, a lovely "girl" bound and desperate for sexual release, and quite helpless. She tried to rub herself on the sheets, but I wouldn't allow it. I embraced her and explained that she needed to make me very happy that night, and that I might help her out if in a good mood. I think being revealed as a old-op and being helpless combined to excite her. Her penis started twitching she was so excited, so I offered my cock to her lips again and I thought she would suck my balls through my uretha. I pulled out and shot a load all over her face. She was so excited she was trembling, being a nice guy in my own way, I took her penis and started slowly stroking her, she shot off in about 30 seconds. I offered her my semen covered hand and she licked it clean. I cut the cord attaching her ankles to her wrists but left her bound, we cuddled and rested awhile. Before long, she started licking me again, she was as aggressive as a bound person could be. We had a nice long talk on many topics, including anal sex, Kim was an anal virgin. and quite scared about anal, I told her I would never force anal on her, but with vibes and such we could prepare her for anal. Somewhere in the course of the night we agreed that she would quit the club job and move in with me, I had about two years left in country. There was a financial part to the arrangement of course, I had a very agreeable sex slave for about two years, and she had a nice little nest egg to pay for her operation. Now this was before don't ask don't tell, and of course we were very discret about her something extra, Kim was usually bound during sex, she seemed to enjoy being helpless, but safe, In fact sometimes I would get home and find she had cuffed herself and was kneeling in the living room. I was always careful to not bring friends and co-workers home unless she knew in advance. Now both of us are married to others now. I to my wife, who knows nothing of this period of my past, and Kim to a nice Korean man, who knows she wasn't born female. Other than Christmas cards we have no current contact, my wife thinks Kim was my secretary while I was in Korea. Upon reflection, I think I was attracted to Kim because I knew I could have a submissive lover, her penis never really interested me, other than a means of control. But considering that I do have a somewhat nice Motherless.com gallery of spam's I have to wonder. Just thought I would share this little story.

This beautiful world we live in, this place beneath a blue sky that we call home.
Isn't it wonderful?

We're constantly reminded that politics is a part of all our lives, that God is watching our every move and that money is important. We live in a world where Patriotism and fundamentalism are ever present and where irrational hatred is an everyday occurrence.

Yet I am so happy that, in every country in the world, there are people who forget all that nonsense and realise that life is there to be enjoyed.

We live in a world full of diversity. There are so many colours and creeds, so many different ways of living and you know what? It doesn't matter. None of it. Nothing you can do or say will make life any less amazing. Nothing you can create will last forever and your legacy will eventually end no matter what you do to preserve it.

So enjoy life, forget petty hatreds and quarrels and go do what you want to do.
The only right that anyone has is to enjoy life.

One teacher has some confessing to do here:

"ELYRIA � The Columbia Schools teacher accused of sending topless photos of herself to the son of a man who then allegedly tried to blackmail her was formally charged Monday with disseminating matter harmful to juveniles.

Michelle Kazmierczak, 46, could get up to six months in jail if convicted of the misdemeanor charge.

Columbia Schools Superintendent Graig Bansek said Monday that Kazmierczak has been suspended with pay from her job teaching fifth-grade science at Columbia Middle School pending the outcome of an investigation.

Tyrone Price, the man who allegedly tried to blackmail Kazmierczak, was indicted last week on two counts of extortion.

Price�s attorney, Mike Duff, has denied his client was trying to extort the teacher, whose daughter was dating his son. He accused Kazmierczak of making up the allegation in an effort to get herself out of trouble.

According to Lorain County sheriff�s deputies, the boy, who Duff said was in 8th grade at the time the photos were sent, made comments to Kazmierczak comparing her to her daughter. That prompted the teacher to forward first photos of herself in a bra and later of herself topless to Price�s son, who attended a different school district.

Detective Mike Lopez said last week that Price, who was under investigation by Amherst police for embezzling money from the Amherst Youth Football Association when the blackmail allegedly occurred, found the photos and began trying to extort Kazmierczak via phone calls and text messages.

Price allegedly demanded an Xbox and, when Kazmierczak said she couldn�t do that because her husband would find out, cash. At one point he demanded she sell her wedding ring or claim to lose the stone and get an insurance payout to give to him, Lopez has said.

Kazmierczak eventually contacted deputies about the extortion and her attorney, Kenneth Lieux, said last week that she was cooperating with the investigation. Lieux said his client was a victim in the case.

Price, 38, was placed in a court-run diversion program over the objections of prosecutors last month. He had pleaded guilty to theft and misuse of credit cards, but those charges would be dropped if he successfully completed the program.

He also had to repay $23,556 he stole from the football league that he served as p******** of between 2006 and his resignation in May 2010. Duff contends that Price was a sloppy bookkeeper and never intended to steal any money.

Kazmierczak is due in Elyria Municipal Court next week, according to court records."

http://chronicle.northcoastnow.com/2012/05/01/teacher-accused-of-sending-topless-pics-to-boy-is-charged/

I must say Motherless. Been a member for a long while. And i must say we are one diverse group of individuals. Everything from Smart-asses, Dumb-asses, Grammar Nazi's, Contributors, Lechers, But all and all this site has grown allot.

I love this site.

And want to thank EVERYONE that contributes whether its to start a confession, or to upload a video or picture.
We all as individuals make or break this site. We all have something to offer in our own way. So again just wanted to thank the posters, Admin, Mods, And people for making this a great site to be on. And hopefully many more years to come..

I confess that I probably hate white people more than any other race.
I am a white guy and I do hate blacks, mexicans, muslims, etc. like everyone else but I also hate white people.
I hate blacks, mexicans, muslims, etc. because they're inferior, ghetto, dirty and have no good things about them. I know I am better than them. It's funny because blacks, mexicans, muslims, etc. get upset when I tell them how much I dislike them but in a way, they understand.
When I share these opinions, experiences and beliefs about other races with other white people, most of them tend to get more upset than the people I hate. They often try to lecture me about tolerance and seeing a person as an individual, which is ironic because that's how I came to dislike other races! Anyways, whites tend to be the most anti-racist crowd but they don't practice what they preach. For example, I have this one white friend who was so 'disgusted' by my thoughts about blacks that he didn't want me to go to his wedding because I might offend the other guests who were going to be diverse. As it turns out, it was nothing but other white people! I started looking more and more at the social groups of these anti-racist white people and they are always all white. I've asked them about it and they really can't answer why they are so 'open' and 'tolerant' but have no black, mexican, etc. friends.
It's that hypocrisy that makes me hate white people.

Lisa Haugaard: Huffington Post:

Just a few steps south of the U.S.-Mexico border, p******** Calder�n unveiled a towering billboard last week wielding a message written in plain English: "No More Weapons!" Weighing over 3 tons, the billboard itself is made of seized firearms that have been chopped, melted and welded together. Visible from the United States, the call is clear: halt the southbound flow of guns that fuel violence in Mexico.

Arms trafficking over our southern border has provided deadly firepower to brutal criminal organizations, fueling a tidal wave of violence that has led to some 60,000 dead in five years. Many of the dead include police officers, like the five massacred in Acapulco in 2007 with weapons that were later traced to Carter's Country gun shop in Houston. During the billboard unveiling ceremony, p******** Calder�n directly appealed to the United States, saying, "Mexico needs your help to stop this terrible violence that we're suffering... the best way to do this is to stop the flow of automatic weapons into Mexico."

Unfortunately, it appears unlikely that Congress will enact meaningful measures to curb the flux of arms into Mexico anytime soon. Rep. Gerry Connelly (D-VA) has highlighted the failure of Congress to seriously address gun violence in Mexico, noting that the House Oversight Committee, which has held a string of hearings on the notoriously botched Operation Fast and Furious, has yet to hold even a single hearing to examine any of the three steps that many experts agree could actually reduce arms trafficking to Mexico: a federal law prohibiting the trafficking of firearms, stronger penalties for straw purchases, and the reinstatement of the assault weapons ban.

Rep. Connelly has a point. Amid the political fervor and pursuit of accountability related to Operation Fast and Furious, important questions surrounding the larger issue of arms trafficking to Mexico have been largely ignored. Here's what's missing:

For starters, it is critical to note that Operation Fast and Furious was a result--not the cause--of the staggering flow of arms into the hands of organized crime in Mexico. It's true that between 2009 and 2011 ATF agents allowed 2,000 weapons to be bought by straw-purchasers, in hopes of tracing those weapons to higher-ups in a cartel gun smuggling ring. Yet experts estimate that upwards of 2,000 guns are smuggled across the U.S. border into Mexico every day, whether the ATF is watching or not. A senior member of the Zetas drug cartel echoed U.S. law-enforcement findings last July, admitting that his cartel buys virtually all of their weapons from the United States.

How is this possible?

The simple answer is that for Mexican drug cartels, the United States is the easiest and cheapest place to purchase high-powered assault weapons, due to lax U.S. gun laws. According to Mexico's Secretary of the Interior Alejandro Poir�, assault weapons made up one-third of guns captured in Mexico back in 2005. Today, that number has grown to two-thirds, a dramatic rise that can be linked to the United States' failure to renew the assault weapons ban in 2004. Other commonly cited shortcomings that ease the path for arms traffickers include the ability to purchase firearms at gun shows with no background check or identification, weak penalties for straw purchasers, an absence of specific federal penalties for arms traffickers, and a continually underfunded ATF that has long suffered from the absence of a confirmed director.

At a congressional hearing on Fast and Furious earlier this year, one ATF agent noted that "there are stronger regulations on purchasing Sudafed than purchasing guns, and that penalties for gun trafficking are no more severe than those issued for minor traffic violations."

Perhaps from a partisan perspective in Congress, it makes sense to focus exclusively on finding out "who knew what" about Fast and Furious and "when they knew it." Indeed, the mismanaged tactics used in the investigation are troubling, and deserve scrutiny. But from across the border, Fast and Furious is not viewed as the lone enabler of the horrific levels of violence. From Mexico's perspective, weak U.S. gun policies are primarily responsible.

That's why a diverse civil society movement in Mexico initiated a petition urging p******** Obama to enact policies that would help stop the illegal flow of guns from the United States into Mexico. Some 35,000 people have signed the petition to the p********, including a broad coalition of faith, anti-gun violence, and human rights groups in the United States and Mexico.

One of the founders of Mexico's peace and justice movement, Javier Sicilia, the Mexican poet whose 24-year-old son was allegedly murdered by members of organized crime last March, has spearheaded a charge against his country's spiraling violence. Last October, Sicilia came to Washington, DC to meet with policymakers about gun trafficking from the United States to Mexico. During one speaking engagement, he addressed a hushed crowd saying, "I know the U.S. has a culture of arms... but behind each and every one of your weapons are our dead -- and that's a grave responsibility."

We couldn't agree more.

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Trained to become a black, group, sex slave

A few years back I spent time on and off with several
shall we say more dominating types of gentlemen. One of
them, who for this I shall call Leroy, just loved
when we got together to make me totally helpless.
It was our 6th or 7th meeting. Leroy and i had been chatting on Yahoo
and when he found out i was free that weekend he insisted
on coming over later that afternoon.
We talked about when and what he wanted me to be
wearing when he arrived. We settled on 4:00 and I was
to be wearing a red waspie, black fully fashioned nylon stockings,
black bra, short tight black skirt, red long sleeved
button up satin blouse and 5 inch black heels. It was about
noon time so I have plenty of time to make myself
ready.

Leroy arrived right on time as always. I greeted him
at the door with a hug and kiss and he returned the
favour. We went into the living room where I had a nice
bottle of white wine and a cheese and cracker plate on
the coffee table. We sit on the couch together, drank
some wine and talked some before finally he started to
caress my leg and press into me to kiss me. It was
like old high school days making on only now I was on
the receiving end and loving it. It got kind of hot,
me laying back on the couch, Leroy on top of me
kissing me, my legs entangled in his, it was
wonderful.

Eventually he started to unbutton my blouse and pulled
it off, he pushed me to my feet and pulled off my
skirt then pulled me back down on top of him where we
continued our kissing only now he was nibbling on my
ears and kissing my nick. I was so turned on and hot.

I was so worked up and started to work my way down his body
to give him what I know every man really wants…as I
reached his belt with my kisses he held my shoulders
tight and said "wait"….he then pushed me up and had
me stand up. He then said he would be right back and
went out to his car. I waited a minute or so before he
returned with a bag. He took my hands and said if we were
going to do this we would do it right.

He then pulled out several ropes form the bag
and went about binding my wrists behind my back. He
then undid by bra and removed it, which was strange
because he had never removed it completely before. Then with
another rope he wrapped it around my chest and
forearms pulling tight making sure that the ropes around my
chest went above and below my breast area. Next he
took another rope and worked that behind my back and
around the rope that he had put around my arms and chest. Each
time he would pull it tighter and tighter. This did
two things, it pulled my arms further back and also
pulled the ropes around my chest in so it made my small breasts look larger and
protruded my nipples. It was amazing to watch
that happen and I was kind of loving it. Another
shorter rope he tied to my wrists pulled them up and
wrapped it around the ropes at my forearms and then
took the two ends and draped them over my shoulders
and down to the ropes around my chest where he tied
them off.

Next he pulled out this narrow couch table we used to
put keys on and positioned it in the
middle of the room before me. He had me stand up
really close to it straddling the two legs on the end.
He then went about binding my legs to the legs of the
table. Next, he tied a final rope to the ropes he
draped across my shoulders and pulled me forward so I
was laying down on top of the table. He tied off the
rope to the end other end of the table so I could not
rise up.

There I was, totally helpless and at his mercy. The
next thing I know is he is stuffing a ball gag between
my lips and telling me to open wide bitch…once it was
in he buckled it up behind my head.

You can just visualise me, flat on the table, tied and unable to move
and my legs spread wide ,fixed to the legs of the table.
My mouth was gagged and i was already beginning to drool.
At this point he took out his camera phone and took a few
pictures, only 3 or 4 at the most. He then began to make several calls on his cell phone.
As he was making the calls he walked away into the
kitchen where I could not hear his conversation. A few
minutes passed before he came back and pulled up a chair
next to me. He kissed my cheek, slapped my ass and sit
down and went about telling me I was in for a real
treat. In his words, “You wanted to be a slut so I am
going to make you a slut, you are going to become a real Black mens bitch.”

About 20 min later the door bell rang and Leroy went
to answer…I was freaking out now. What had he done and
who could that possibly be….some laughing and hello’s
I heard as footsteps came down the hall towards where
I was. Next thing I know Leroy is introducing me to
three other Black guys and to be honest, I don’t think I ever
was told their names.

At first, they were a bit taken aback that Leroy had a transvestite
like me in captivity. It is very taboo within their culture, to say the least.
They were sensible though and though “what the fuck , a hole is a hole”
lets just stay and see what develops, lets keep an open mind.

They rubbed my butt and ran their hands across my
back. One was talking about me but not to me about what a
sexy a bitch I was and was thanking Leroy for
inviting him over to break in his slut.

At some point I felt the cold lube being squeezed out
onto my ass ring a couple of fingers probing and
spreading inside my ass. One guy yelled "she is gonna become the perfect anal slut!"
Then it started, Leroy was first. I know this because one of the guys said
something like, “She is your find Leroy, you first mate”

I could feel his hard cock press at my rosebud. Then
he leaned hard into me and pushed forward.
I winced a little and he held where he was
for a moment before pushing forward more. A couple
more thrusts and he was all the way in, his big black cock inside my tight ass
and I was breathing heavily and drooling around the ball gag.

Leroy started to pump in and out as the other three
encouraged him on and taunted me by telling me I was
just a fuck hole slave who's purpose in life was to exist only to pleasure Black men
and be used like a street whore. Soon one of them I guess got too
worked up just watching so he freed his hard, black cock from his pants,
unbuckled the ball gag, popped it out of my mouth and replaced it
with his throbbing hard cock. He told me to make sure I did
not bite him or he would beat my ass till I was bloody
red. Needless to say I was very careful. I could not move as he
violently throat fucked me whilst Leroy piston fucked my ass.

Leroy, I could tell, was ready to explode. He went all ridged
and his pumping slowed and he held my hips really tight
and was grunting…well, I was grunting also actually,
the throat fucking was producing tons of spittle which
was only helping to make my mouth more lubricated so the cock
went down further.
Leroy pulled away and then another guy just stepped up
and took his place…just about the time this new guy
got a rhythm going the one in my mouth shot his load.
He was holding my head tight, grabbing me by the hair
and yelling at me to "swallow bitch, don’t lose a drop, today you are going to be filled with Black cum."
He came and then withdrew from my mouth and I found standing there, in his place, Leroy.
Leroy said, "my cock has been up your ass, clean it cunt”…so I
took him into my mouth and cleaned his cock. Soon Leroy was cumming down my throat
as the other guy in my ass was losing it and
making his own deposit. He slowed then stopped and
then backed out and flopped down in a chair. Next, the
fourth guy entered me, he was bigger than the other
three, i am glad that he had waited until last, as he
really stretched my hole. He was so excited by the
previous action that he came within just a few thrusts.

They all seemed to be really satisfied. Leroy slapped my ass
and thanked me for a good fuck and suck and they all
collapsed on the couch and switched on the TV.
It was a Saturday and now about 7:00 or so. They
put on a football game, replaced the ball gag in my mouth and where sat around
chilling and enjoying the game. They'd helped themselves to beers and were
talking as I lay there all bound and
helpless with cum all over my nose and chin.
They were talking about this crazy shit about using a tgirl and came
to the conclusion that whilst their wives and girlfriends were not
giving them all the sex they needed , that this sexy , compliant tgirl
would be a very good alternative to use on a regular basis. After all ,
she had a hot mouth and ass was tighter than pussy, right!

I was kind of dozing when Leroy touched my shoulder
and offered me a drink of water which I welcomed. He
smiled at me and patted my head telling me I was a
good girl and he knew I would be even a better girl by
morning. He then stood up, undid his pants and flopped
out his cock for me and ordered me to kiss it….I
did. I was untied from the table and taken to the bedroom
and secured to the bed corners. At the same time the other three guys came in and
one said “Round Two, I am first this time” and before
long, there I was, getting fucked in my ass and
sucking off Leroy. They would switch up. At one point, I was untied and
the guy with the largest cock sat on the edge of the bed
Leroy picked me up and dropped me on to his cock.
Then Leroy pulled my legs up high, leaned me in to the other guy and then placed his cock at the entrance to my ass.
"Take a deep breath and try to relax slut", said Leroy.
Before i knew it, Leroy was using pressure and was gliding in to my ass as well.
I now had 2 cock in my ass.
One of the other guys stood on the bed , so my face was at his crotch level,
grabbed my hair and started to face fuck me. I now had 2 big black cocks inside me,
2 in my ass, 1 in my mouth. The fourth guy started taking pictures with his camera phone.

When they had all cum, i was retied, gagged and left there until around 2:00am when Leroy
untied me. By then they had used me as a fuck toy four
or five times.

When I got untied Leroy had just let them out to go
home. Leroy got me a drink and some
crackers. It took about a half hour or so before I was
able to really stand and walk on my own.
Leroy kissed me deeply and told me
I was the best bitch he ever spent an
evening with and asked me if i wanted to carry on living the role of Black mens slut.
I said "yes".

To be honest, I don’t even remember him leaving me
that night. All I know is that I slept tell past noon
that day and was pretty darn sore the rest of the
weekend.

Leroy's three friends spread the word around the gym,
to all the local guys about me, showed them the pictures, telling them that i was a loose, hot bitch. Again , to begin with they couldn’t quite get their head around
the notion of using a transvestite like me. After seeing the pictures though
very soon, dozens of guys were almost knocking down Leroy's door
asking him if they could use his bitch.

Leroy put a plan into action. EVERY Saturday or Sunday,
whenever there was a match on cable television, i was to make sure
that i was at home, dressed like a slut and that my apartment
had a good stock of beers. I was to open the door and welcome any man
inside who wanted to come in. Every weekend, i had between 6 and a dozen
black men in my apartment to watch the game. Naturally, the game was
just a diversion, as i was to stay in my bedroom, lubed and ready to
service any guy who cared to come in.
My place soon became known as THE place to go. Married guys could tell
their wives that they were going to the pub, to meet up with their
mates, to watch the football in the bar on the big screen.
All the time, they were coming to my apartment and using me like
a whore. My life was complete!

Make my fantasy come true? Make me that sex slave ?
tiffanylondontv@yahoo.com
Can travel to be chained and used.

I had sex with my ex, and it was the best sex I ever had.

To put this into perspective, we dated during my senior year of hs, he was three years older (everything legal), and he was my first. I waited for the right one, what can I say, and he was all that, and he kind of jump started my sexuality. It is enough to say, that he was the most exciting part of my sexual life, no man after him came even close, and after he left me, for another girl, I was devastated.

I had a total of two men after him, a short term relationship with a guy at college, and then my ex husband, with whom I shared ten lovely years, before we split. Neither of them was capable of fulfilling my sexual needs, that he made so wast and diverse, and in the end, that is how I ended up in a place like this one.

Now, to the deed, we met at an event my employer organized, and he was glad to see me, and we talked, and giggled, like it hasn't been 20 years. We both knew something will happen, even though I saw his ring, and we did it at my place and it was wonderful. It wasn't spectacular, just a missionary, and lots of passion.

Of course, I knew that it was just a one night thing, but I can't stop thinking about him, and I can't stop feeling melancholic, confronted with the fact, that I will never find a man like him, someone who matches me the way he does.

I know this is not super exciting, but I felt the urge to share.