Asian Women & White Men — A Place to Meet and Submit.

Hello! I hope everyone is having a great time. And thank you all for contributing and making this a safe place for Asian girls who loves white cocks!

I’m not sure how successful this will be, but I suppose it doesn’t hurt to try.

As you all are aware, male personal ads online are–while not forbidden–highly discouraged; only Asian women are encouraged to post personal ads.

So I think there should be a place available where men (white, dominant and love Asian women) can leave ads for themselves and hopefully, make some connections with potential Asian women who want to be slaves.

So please, if you are a sadistic white man who enjoys dominating Asian women, feel free to post your ads in the comment section.

Asian women are encouraged to reply!

Asian Cravings

Would you like to tie me up and use my tight Asian pussy to satisfy your thick white cock, sir? I know it’s too big and I know it’s gonna hurt but it’s okay.

You know that I’ve been craving your big white cock for a long time. I think about it whenever I close my eyes. I want to feel your big white cock stretching my tiny Asian pussy until I break, until I can’t take it anymore, until I’m crying from both ends.

You know there is nothing that makes an Asian whore like me wetter than thinking about how you will put my legs over your arms and fuck me against the wall. I go crazy just thinking about it.

I get so horny knowing I’m just another cheap Asian whore being put in her place, on her knees, collared and leashed and pumped full of my white master’s cum.

Do you want to beg and plea for it, white master?

I bet you’ve fucked enough Asian girls to know, that I can’t help myself. The second a white man approaches me, the image of his big white cock enters my mind and I start to get wet. My brain goes blank and all I can think about is his cock inside me. Thrusting deep in my tight little Asian cunt.

I cried like a little virgin the first time I got split open by a real man’s cock (that is, not a tiny Asian dick) and came over and over. Now, I can never go back.

It’s only natural. Asians were born to be slaves for white cocks.

It’s only natural. Asian cunts crave the attention of white men.

It’s only natural, as you pin me down and drill my wet asian pussy until I’m a screaming mess, impaled on your big white cock as I beg for more, slapped, beaten, degraded, humiliated, my asian hole burning with lust and shame, as you ram your cock back inside me; until you have forced more orgasm out of me than I had previously thought possible; until I’m completely vanquished and conquered, laying prostrate, at your mercy, turned into your obedient asian slave.

A Dream of White Man

Your asian boyfriend is calling you for the 10th time. It’s 3 AM and you haven’t come home from the club. You don’t care though, not after tonight.

You went out with your asian boyfriend to this new club in the city. Your boyfriend heard that the DJ was good and he loves to dance, so he wanted to go. You heard from a friend that a lot of the hot white guys have been going to the club, and that’s all the reason you needed to agree to go too.

You and your boyfriend had a great time dancing and drinking, but eventually he started to get really drunk. He tells you that he needs to go home and lie down and you dejectedly agree to leave the club. You call an Uber and the two of you head your way to the exit, and that’s when you locked eyes with HIM.

White, tall, muscular, attractive, and confident. HE was standing by the bar as you walked past. HE looked at you and immediately you felt your pussy clench. You’ve never been with a white guy before; you’ve been with your asian boyfriend since high school, and you’ve always been content at just admiring the white guys in the clubs or watching them in porn. But the way HE looked at you felt different … something awakened inside you. HE was still looking at you, steel-faced and expressionless, as you led your boyfriend to the exit.

You see the Uber parked outside and you put your boyfriend in the backseat. You tell him that you didn’t feel like going home yet, and you give the driver instructions to your boyfriend’s apartment. You shut the door and hurriedly went back into the club. You scan the club and you find HIM, still standing by the bar and still looking at you. You tentatively make your way to HIM until you’re face-to-face. You’re surprised at how tall HE is, you’re almost two heads shorter and had to strain to look up.

Before you can say anything, HE says “I knew you’d be back.” HE smirks cockily and puts his hand at the nape of your neck. HE grips it firmly and starts to lead you back to the exit. HE says in a deep, manly voice, “Let’s go.”

HE takes you back to his place and rips your clothes away. You take off his clothes and you’re in awe. To see a naked white guy, every part of him brimming with testosterone and masculinity, You realize how feminine your asian boyfriend looks compared to HIM. HE carries you to the bed and lays you on your stomach. HE doesn’t waste time and immediately slides his cock inside you. You scream and moan. You’ve never felt a big cock before and it is amazing.

HE holds you by the neck, the same way HE did in the club, and pins you down as HE pounds you deep. Your asian boyfriend starts to call, wondering where you are but you ignore it. HE fucks you hard until he breeds your chink pussy and you feel his warm cum inside you. Afterward, HE tells you to fuck off and you leave in a daze of post-White-Man ecstasy.

You come home and your asian boyfriend has sobered up and he’s furious. He demands to know where you were. You tell him to leave and that you’re breaking up with him. He asks you why and all you reply is, “I’ve had white cock. You’ll never be enough now.”

Later that night, while you lie on your bed alone, you feel HIS cum finally ooze out of your wrecked Asian cunt. You catch it with your hand and eat it all up. You fall asleep and dream of getting fucked on a sweaty, dirty club dance floor. The lights are pulsating and the music is loud and the men are WHITE.

Snapshot of a White God

He looks at you with disdain as you kneel in front of his big white cock. He’s gruff, reticent, and barely acknowledges your presence as you suck his cock.

You slobber all over his cock like the hungry asian slut you are as he watches a movie. Every so often, as you look up to him with your slant eyes hoping for any sort of recognition or approval, he looks down at you and slightly smirks.

His flatmate comes home but you know you shouldn’t stop unless he tells you. His flatmate takes one look and smirks too, and makes a snide comment on how he can’t tell if it’s a new asian or the same one from last week since all asians look the same. The White man looks down at you again, shrugs his shoulders, and grunts in reply. You realize he’s already forgotten that you were here last week sucking his cock and you just lucked out in getting a second hookup with him since he forgot what you looked like.

You don’t care though. You look at his handsome hairy face and continue deepthroating his big white cock and hope that he keeps forgetting your bland asian face so you can have another opportunity to suck him in the future.

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She sucks your big white cock with her cute tiny asian mouth. Her cherry-red lips are pursed around your thick shaft and you can’t help but to grab her hair and shove her small head balls deep until she gags.

You whip out your big white cock and slap her flat asian face with your heavy member. You thought her slant eyes couldn’t get any smaller, but she squints even more from being hit by your big cock.

She deepthroats your big white cock and you watch her lips slowly slide up your shaft. She struggles with the size like they always do but you know all the tricks. You call her a “chink” to encourage her.

You laugh as she starts crying from gagging too much on your big white cock. You pat her on the head and call her a “good asian whore”. She looks up to you in shame and rests her nerdy asian face on your cock.

It’s comfort to her to be this close to such a superior being, and in a rare moment of kindness, you let the chink be a chink as her tears drop onto her cheeks and down your thick white shaft.

To All the White Boys I’ve Loved

People say your whole life flashes before your eyes when you die. For a chink whore who has dedicated her life to the service of white cock, it’s a bit simpler. The hottest white men that have fucked her throughout her life flashes before her slanted eyes.

He was the school jock, surrounded by beautiful white girls, while she–the chink–was the nerdy, quiet asian girl who just came from China. The white girls teased and bullied her, but no one hated her more than Dylan, the white boy whose grandfather fought in the Korean war. “The chinks were so cruel to us,” he said and rightfully so. White men were going to set all of Asia free and the chinks decided that slavery was better than freedom and fought against the brave white soldiers on the battlefields, and cast the entire continent of Asia under the spell of slavery, oppression and poverty for the next 100 years; and Dylan, the descendant of the white god, seething perilous rage from his pure blue eyes and seeking revenge, picked on the little chink girl mercilessly with his taunts and jeers; and he was the first person ever to call her a “chink” and he did it in front of everyone in class.

That was when the entire class burst out in laughter.

The submissive chink was humiliated. She lowered her head, hot shame in chiaroscuro of pink and red flushed her yellow face, and yet she took it stoically like a typical submissive chink. The white girls, smirking, and laughing, walked over in wavy staggering forms, and slapped the chink girl hard across the face. “This is what you get for being a chink,” the white girls laughed, and the little chink girl cried.

The little white gods and goddesses didn’t stop torturing the poor little chink there, especially not Dylan. Dylan was cruel, and devised a plot to hurt her in ways no white girls could.

He started being nice to her, and even actively befriended the shy, coy chink girl, who always had a secret desire for white guys, because, back home in chinkland, even her grandparents encouraged her to date white boys; and her mother, a well educated Chinese woman who worked for the Communist Propaganda department of the Central Government of China, actually forbade her to talk to other chinks in America, and instructed her to solely focus on making friends with white American folks, and, she even said, “If you could not find a white boyfriend on your own, then I will either help you find one, or, failing the first option, I will marry a white man myself, and divorce that useless chink father of yours.”

The naive chink girl started to fall in love with the first white boy who ever flirted with her. She was a virgin and, he told her that he would be gentle with her, as she let go of her white panties and bra, exposing her naked oriental flesh before her ruthless white conqueror, all the while staring at his godlike white physique. She couldn’t believe how handsome he was, how masculine and powerful he was. No little chink boy could ever grow to such enormous size. Ever. He pinned her down and pounded her tight virgin asian pussy with his big white cock, and she cried and screamed while he laughed and taunted her, and after his conquest he waved his big white cock stained with her fresh virginal blood like a glorious sword and slapped it against her face. No longer on the battlefield, the mighty white soldier had still conquered Asia, through the conquest of Asian pussies. The little chink was in hot shame of ecstasy and gave her heart to him. Afterward, he broke up with her and broke her heart into a million small pieces.

Back in school, all the other white boys now knew the little chink girl was easy prey for white meat, and it didn’t take long for all of them to have their turn with her, using her to clock up their first fuck. That was when she realized how powerful white cocks were, how much she loved white cocks, and how much she worshipped white men.

It had become an open secret that the asian girl was an easy whore for white cocks. When the white girls went out for pizza party, they ordered her a special “white cocks lovers’ pizza” just for her, with the cum of all the white boys from the football team as her special toppings …

Age 21: Wyatt
Wyatt was her roommate’s boyfriend in college. Her roommate was a typically tall, blonde, slim white girl and the white bitch had nothing but contempt for asian girls, whom she saw as a race of whores who are so eager to sell out their own souls to pollute the white gene pool by dating and marrying white guys. The moment the little chink whore moved in, she saw the white girl with her godlike white boyfriend laying in bed. They never acknowledged her presence, and made no effort to befriend her. It may have been the way she looked at him—it had given him cues—that the quiet and coy asian girl, though not curvy with big breasts and wide hips, but more than make up for it by being extremely submissive, having a round, porcelain face and soft yellow skin—was actually a real slut for white cock, just like all the other asian girls in their dormitory. She could tell he enjoyed teasing her, even when his white girlfriend was present. He would take off his clothes while all the asian girls of the dorm were present and they couldn’t help but stare, the godlike white man, the symbol of power, wealth, and beauty, the light of every asian womb, the fire inside every chink pussy. “WHITE-GOD,” she said under her breathe. Those words sounded so natural, so right, so instinctive as she uttered in a hushed voice. After he had stripped out of his clothes, he walked back to their room and had sex with his white girlfriend, and the sex was loud with moaning and groaning, and he didn’t give a fuck if any of those little chink whores were present or if they were all trying to sleep, and the chink girls knew better than to complain. Sometimes, while the white god and goddess were having sex, the pitiful chink secretly masturbated herself under the sheets.

One late night, the dorm room door was unlocked. The white goddess’ white boyfriend stumbled in and shook the little chink awake. She woke up in a daze and she could smell the strong stench of alcohol in his breathe. He told her he would fuck her that night. He didn’t ask. It was a matter-of-fact. He flipped the horny little chink over on the bed and fucked her doggy style. She screamed so loud all the other asian girls in the dorm heard, and of course, the white goddess too was rudely awakened.

“I can’t believe the little chink whore fucked my boyfriend.”

The chink was so ecstatic with pleasure that she couldn’t help but cry and even begged for second rounds, but the white god realized his mistake and retreated. The next morning the white goddess flipped the chink out of her bed, slapped her hard across the face. That afternoon she moved out with her white boyfriend to an off-campus address. The Asian girls in the other rooms, however, were jealous.

“She got a taste of white cock,” they whispered.


The little chink whore has now become a working professional and a full blown white-cock-crazed slut. She has stopped pretending that she is anything other than white-only. Like all the other asian girls who grew up in America, she knew she only liked white men and would only date white men, and she would never ever even look at an asian guy, let alone date one. Looking at a disgusting chink man, knowing that she is of the same race as a chink, made her want to vomit. All she ever wanted now was to be cleansed and baptized by white sperm, to be reborn again into the white race.

Matt was the nerdiest and least attractive white man there was, and even for a white man who was otherwise a complete loser and had no chance with an attractive white woman, he has had a series of the most drop-dead gorgeous asian girlfriends, and she—our little chink protagonist—was his fifth asian girlfriend in the last two years, and even though he wasn’t physically rough as her previous white boyfriends, he was emotionally the most cruel. He didn’t even refer to her as his girlfriend and merely told everyone that she was merely his fuck buddy, and when he was not having sex with her, he left her naked with a dog collar and on a leash like a puppy and made stringent rules for her to follow in his house, such as not being allowed to use the toilet in the house, and must pee in the backyard, not being allowed to eat at the table, but must eat from a dog bowl, and even made her present herself as a naked dog to her white colleagues from work when they came for visits. She couldn’t tell if he had any feeling for her; sometimes he would be romantic but then ignore her for weeks. He would message her late at night and ask her to come over, and he’d fuck her silly like he hated her. He almost never took her out on dates and even when he did, she never felt that he was in love with her, but she was never more in love than when she was with him. For the first time, she finally had hoped that a white guy would want to settle down with her, even if he were a bit abusive.

It all came crashing down when he started to ignore her again. It had been months since she heard from him and she had been trying to call and message him. No replies. Eventually, he blocked her number and unfriended her on Facebook. He had ghosted her and left her for the dogs.

Her little chink heart was broken once again.

The next time she saw him, across the street from where she was getting her sushi takeout, she heard his deep laugh and she saw him with a different asian girl wrapped around his arm.


The chink slut knelt in front of him and stared up at his massive hairy chest. Even though he was 60 years old he was still incredibly fit and strong. At the age of 29, the chink whore felt she was getting too old to look for white guys her age to fuck, because it made her feel self-conscious, to know that she has passed the prime of her age and was yet still unable to fulfill her life long dream of marrying a white man. So in stead she settled with older white men nowadays, and she hit the jackpot with Logan.

He was gruff and masculine. Every hair follicle on his broad chest excreted testosterone. She knew he liked to fuck asians and he never fucked the same asian twice, but she didn’t care. She has given up on any fantasy of finding a white husband and all she cared now about getting as much white cock in her asian cunt as possible, before she became too old.

With an endless supply of asian whores throwing themselves at his feet, Logan knew he could be as cruel as he wanted. The white god pinned her down and shoved his big thick cock down her throat until she couldn’t breathe. He fucked all his asian whores bareback and made sure he cummed inside each one of them. He said this was what he used to do in the Philippines too. And after getting fucked, before she was allowed to leave, the pathetic chink must give her white master a foot massage, with her mouth. She slobbered all over his manly white feet and she was mesmerized by the power, the superiority that the white man represented. The little chink whore has devoted her life to serving white men and was willing to be dominated and humiliated just like every other asian whore.

After she was thoroughly fucked, she picked up her belongings and left. When she exited his apartment, in the elevator, she saw a beautiful young Korean woman with permed hair, wearing bright red heels, and skin-tight miniskirt, getting off on the same floor. Instinctively she knew Logan’s next asian girlfriend has just arrived, waiting for her turn to be fucked and bred with superior white sperm.


Before the chink whore went back to jail to report to her parole officer, she knelt down again before her white god and received her beatings. After she was thoroughly beaten, she was fucked, not in her pussy, but in her ass.

“White cock hurts so good,” she murmured, teary-eyed as her white god dominated her.

The little chink whore got into a failed marriage with a loser chink husband who was completely unaware of her sexual escapades with many white men before marriage, and she had even given birth to an ungrateful chink pig daughter who was a pure bred chink. Unlike all her Asian girlfriends who gave birth to half-white babies, the chink slut, troubled by the sight of a pure bred chink husband and its demon-spawn chink babies from her own womb, was filled with resentment, anger, and despair, and everyday she wished that she could leave her pathetic chink husband. It was at the restaurant that they worked in she met Angus, a pure-white 19 years old college student who was willing fuck a mature asian mother, provided that she was also willing to be fucked by all his white friends. The chink slut was in ecstasy and relived her childhood dreams. Flashbacks brought her memory to high school, where she was humiliated, beaten, and eventually fucked and dumped by the white guys at her school, and she felt so happy, so at ease, and she was willing to live the rest of her life worshiping her white gods. She showered Angus with gifts and even paid his bills; on weekends she went over to his apartment and cleaned his room like a cleaning lady and if she pleased him well enough, he would let her lick his asshole after he worked out.

In order to remain with him, she agreed to let him and all his white buddies fuck her as much as they wanted, and it almost drove her crazy, from being fucked so often, but she had no power to complain. She knew her life was at the very edge. She was a cheap washed-up asian slut and Angus was her last hope of ever being able to get fucked by white guys. He even whored her out to other white men and turned her into a full-blown prostitute, charging clients only 20 dollars for a blowjob and 40 dollars for full service. Not satisfied with turning her as a whore, Angus and his white buddies set up online cam profiles for her and made her perform for money, and Angus kept all the profit.

Soon her chink pig husband found out about her infidelity and had a mental breakdown. He tried to kill her and she called the police and now the chink loser is in a mental hospital, and a divorce settlement is still under deliberation after a lengthy trial that ate away almost all their savings. With nowhere to go, the pitiful chink whore turned to Angus, who introduced her to his sadistic grandfather, who was a Vietnam-war veteran and was very skilled in torturing chinks and gooks and had turned the chink whore into what she was always destined to be, a sex slave for white cock. She received beatings everyday and must do everything her white master ordered. It was like being in a training camp for soldiers. The chink must learn to be completely obedient and she was to be so broken until she realized she was completely worthless without her white god. After her training was complete, she was willing to eat her own feces if her white god had ordered her, and she was kicked out of his house to become a BDSM prostitute, where she was arrested for prostitution and sentenced to seven years in prison …


And there ends the sad life of a chink. And no, she didn’t die at 38. She lived, and would probably continue to live well into an old age. But that was the last time she got fucked by a white man, and a chink’s life isn’t worth living–it’s not really a “life”–without white men. A chink’s life ends when she loses favor with white men, and when her body finally passes away, as this warm sensible motion becomes a kneaded clod, the chink will be blessed with that quicksand of memories, memories of the all white men that made her poor sad life worth living, of all the white boys she has loved.

The White Farm

I’ve got an opinion: we should consider making a place called “White Farm” in all the major cities around the world, Shanghai, Tokyo, New York, San Francisco, where Asian sluts can be used as accessories for white men. I do believe every white man will need to get a free sex toy, a servant, a cleaner and a washer if he live in those places for business, studying or anything else. And he only needs to feed those Asian sluts with his cum, or even piss.

And every white man could own more asian slutsthan he ever has the time for, so we should have some rules, such as if she’s a slut in the farm, she cannot leave without the permission of her owner.

But in reality, we won’t really need such a farm for Asians. The whole world already is. Watch how Asian sluts throw themselves at the feet of White Men and do whatever it takes to please white men. They’ve always existed for the pleasure and sadism of white men. And they love it and will never leave.

Promoting WMAF (White male Asian female) Relationships: Reframing Asian identity

This is a real challenge . Why it is so challenging? Because there are many psychological factors at play. Would you really be keen—in this dogmatic day and age—to expose your wife/girlfriend in full display, out in public, of her obedience and subordinance to you? I am sure many would hesitate. Not only will such behavior be frowned upon by the general public, but those Asian females will experience intense shame when their private sub-ordinance is displayed in front of all.

But what we really have to look at is the huge amount of positives that we are going to gain if we do small sacrifices from our part. When more Asian women and White men start embracing this lifestyle slowly and gradually the fingers that are pointing towards us will drop. So how we are going to go about it?

I have divided this essay in three parts. In the first part we will analyse some patterns of Asian behavior. In the second part we will discuss the psychological factors at play, to give you a deeper understanding. Finally, in the third part we will present reframing Asian identity as a powerful behavior altering tool.

It is natural that many Asian women become interested in WMAF relationships by witnessing their girlfriends, observing their handsome godlike white sex partners, their lovable manner, their respect of women and their moral authority.

When they ask for an explanation, their friend is usually glad to describe her experiences with WMAF relationship and her obedience, and how she has learned to love his domination and its many benefits. Many times, a woman will be so excited during the first stages of her obedience that she will be unable to discuss anything else, and soon enough all her acquaintances will know. This is contributing to a large extent to the rapid spread of WMAF households and circles.

Indeed, it is highly therapeutic for an Asian to sit silently while her husband or boyfriend proudly discloses the most intimate details of her subordination, among his usual manly guffaws and laughters, as if showing off his latest trophy.

The female is usually very tense when her subservience is being publicly discussed, especially when in the presence of other Asian females. During the initial stages she will feel a sense of fear. After the fact, however, many women notice a definite softening in their own mannerisms and behavior, which is quite pleasant. Though most men ignore the psychological mechanisms at play most intuitively understand that showing off Asian female’s passivity enhances the white male ego.

Interestingly, the tension vanishes after the female’s condition has been exposed a few times before the same individuals. All is out in the open now, and she has nothing further to fear from the group. Suddenly, another type of behavior is observed, provided the man keeps talking positively about her manners and progress. When fear has subsided, Asian women generally try to live up to the reputation you have created for them, and try to display their best behavior in front of guests. This sort of voluntary compliance is a primary objective in any type of WMAF relationships.


Pride and shame are emotions that were engineered by nature with the sole purpose of allowing an individual to be alerted to sudden changes of status and popularity. Pride alerts one that one’s popularity is on the rise; it is a pleasurable sensation because it indicates that one should repeat whatever one has done. Shame alerts one that one’s popularity is declining; it is an unpleasant sensation because it indicates that the current behavior will be deleterious, hence one should cease this activity .

Pride and shame can be real or imagined; it is possible to envision a particular situation and gauge whether this will result in pride or shame or neither. Again this is nature’s way of allowing us to navigate the social landscape creating alliances and avoiding ostracism and isolation, an event which evolutionarily had a high rate of fatality.

Training of your Asian female should be based on exploiting such existing emotions, not changing them or blocking them, as this is never possible. Emotions allow us to interact directly with lower brain layers and bypass the rational mind. Controlling a woman’s emotions means controlling her behavior.

Psychological Effects:

Making a display of Asian female’s submission formalizes it by integrating it into a real racial social isomorphism. As in any racial social isomorphism many emotions kick in, including pride and shame. Although Asian submission is becoming increasingly popular among white males, in most racial social settings it is still not customary to make an overt display of it. Therefore the first mechanism that will be triggered in the Asian’s mind is anxiety. Anxiety will slowly turn into shame, because of fear. Red cheeks and giggles, which signify that the object of anxiety has been singled out for attention and is being closely scrutinized, will also contribute to precipitating anxiety into shame.

It is common for Asians to become completely silent at this point, especially if it’s their first time; your Asian may even “freeze” or become unresponsive. This is not a problem, because the real goal is not to obtain any cooperation on her part. The important point is that while your Asian is experiencing intense shame her subconscious mind will be totally occupied with the social consequences of her exposure. Therefore any other stimulus will be registered without any filtering.

The stimulus that a shamed Asian will absorb without any filtering in this case is her objectification. As her subconscious mind tries to process the ramifications of her exposure, she will be completely oblivious to the fact that she has become a mere object. An object of display, of curiosity; she is helpless – by actions or words – to change the focus and object of everyone’s attention and remains there, silent and helpless, like a newborn child surrounded by curious and intrusive adults.

This results in a “loss of agency”, that is, a situation in which she is no longer an agent in the world but a thing which is acted upon. The psychological effect of this loss of agency is a kind of identity change. The reason this effect is so intense is because this is not happening in an ordinary situation, in which the logical mind would retain a sense of agency and try to cope with the circumstances. Rather, it all occurs in the midst of a highly emotional state, which tags the experience as very relevant and promotes its integration at deep levels of the mind. This sudden change in the Asian’s perceived role in the world, together with a certain manifestation of the Stockholm Syndrome, explain why most white men experience a pleasant afterglow of deference and affection from their Asians after they have taken them through a traumatic moment of anxiety by making their condition public.

The Asian loses her fear when her submissive status has been thoroughly exposed, understood and acknowledged.

I do not recommend interacting with your Asian during an exposure episode. Do not ask her to do things, nor request her opinion or a verbal confirmation of what you are saying. Remember: she is the object. Be completely oblivious of her presence as you disclose intimate details of her training and condition. Her silence will be understood to imply agreement. Let the feeling sink in, and do not distract her. This is an intense moment for her though you can’t see it.

With regards to the “switch” that happens in the Asian once she has gotten used to being displayed in front of a certain group, it is interesting to note how one powerful emotion gives way to another. The Asian loses her fear when her submissive status has been thoroughly exposed, understood and acknowledged. When this element of shame has been overcome, pride will take control, and the Asian will go to great lengths to live up to the reputation you have given her. It was shameful enough to be exposed as a servant. It could be even more humiliating to be later found to be a mediocre one!

Make Her Proud to Serve:

It goes without saying that, given the many beneficial effects, you should aim at letting everyone know about your Asian’s obedience. Create a formidable reputation which she will be afraid of ruining by being rude or uppity. Present her as the most helpful, well mannered wife/girlfriend you have ever met.

As the Asian learns to fight to preserve her reputation as the “most obedient”, “most attentive” slave, or the “girlfriend who never ever talks back to you”, something important will happen. The Asian will begin to associate her sense of pride to the quality of her service, which is key to long-lasting obedience.

As you reveal your Asian’s subordinate role, you should not be afraid of embarrassing her. She must confront her fears and come to terms with the reality of her condition in order for reframing to happen. Although there is no harm in inflicting on your Asian a very high degree of humiliation, you should never talk about her submission in terms which may be regarded as derogatory or diminishing of her status. This would be against training principles, because the Asian would register submission as a negative trait and try to avoid it, or at least hide it in public. Instead, make it clear to your Asian that her submission is enhancing her social status and is something to be proud of.