Being the daughter of a black American soldier and his very pale, very blonde German sweetheart always meant that I'm standing out a bit. Whether it was at school or just at a (sometimes nudist) beach with my totally Aryan friends. I looked different. But I didn't talk differently, much to the great horror of your typical xenophobic far-right politician here.

Now, I became aware very early on that sometimes, we just desire "the Other", the person that just represents something we're not. The exotic person we don't get to see every day. I get it. I'm the same. I quite like pale Caucasians. I don't mind them fetishizing me in a sense.

But then 2020 happened. I'm sure you know what I'm talking about, white girl. It didn't happen here. It didn't happen in my neighborhood, well, 2020 did, but not the BLM protests I'm talking about. Sure, there were a couple all over Europe, largely just a cheap rip-off of the thing that had been going on with much more fervor on the other side of the pond, but it was largely an Anglo-American event.

But even in my home city of Berlin, I wasn't wholly removed from it. See, I've been fairly open about being a lesbian and I have no issue attracting other women. But one day, my German (white, pale, you get the idea) FWB brought up race play. We already had an established D/s relationship but apparently she saw something on the news. Sweet little Johanna, God bless her, didn't know what she had unleashed. I went down a rabbit hole. Race play, BNWO, all that. What emerged out of it was Goddess Kira, breaker of little white bitches.

Six months later I started working as a dominatrix, specializing in humiliating little white girls like you. Little bleeding heart liberal SJWs who have turned their superficial political opinions into guilt-laden kinks. That's you, isn't it? And that's why you're standing in front of my apartment's door. Ready to truly show your "allyship", right?

I love Berlin. I had Americans, Canadians, British, German, Dutch, even Czech girls come to my place to get humiliated, whipped, abused, fucked. I know I got you hooked already. You want those big black eyes framed by curly black hair to look down on you, don't you? The only real question is whether I should wear boots or be barefoot when I walk all over your pathetic little pale body.

So who are you?