As a white male (53 years old) who is attracted to black women (and yes other women of color), I don't see a lot of writing prompts for that particular combination on here, it is seriously under represented. I know that there must be some black women out there who want to share their feelings, their desires about white men. I have had a thought lately and I would like to explore it with a willing participant. Imagine that you wake up one morning, and you find yourself not in your bed, but in a stall in barn. You have blinders on, you feel a chain on your ankle, a collar on your neck, and you are naked. You feel hay under your body. As you awaken from a blurry situation, you hear a voice echoing down the corridor. “Time to get up. It is breeding time.” Did you hear that right? No, must be feeding time. Wait, how is it that you arrived here? Was it that personals ad that you answered last night while scanning the intimate connections website? Something about a Big White Cock, looking for a woman to creampie? There was something about it that stirred something within you. You remember the almost immediate reply that you got in your email. “Yes, I am serious, and attached is a picture of my BWC.” Your jaw dropped and you knew you had to have it, no matter what it took. You replied that you were willing to meet, that night, just name the time and place. The email sent you directions to a farm outside the city. The man who met you at the door, was the same man from the pictures that you were sent. “Welcome, come on in…” What happens next?