The diary of an ordinary Chinese woman’s transformation from an obedient Asian wife to a masochistic chink slut

This is her true story.

Table of Contents

Introduction

PART I a chink cunt’s need to be used

PART II I dream of a world without Asian men

PART III the joy of interracial breeding

PART IV Asian women’s sexual liberation

PART V why Asian women love White men

PART VI The ghost of Iris Chang speaks

Introduction

No writer in recent memory has contributed more to the WMAF fetish subgenre than Claire Liu, whose work My Sexual Submission to White Power, published 10 years ago, garnered more than hundreds of reviews on Amazon and, despite of being restricted to paperback only, was able to sell more than tens of thousands of copies. Ultimately viewed as subversive, racist, and politically incorrect, the book was banned shortly after, forever pulled from the book shelves.

I still remember reading this book for the first time almost 9 years ago. I remember feeling myself being suspended in mid-air as I read. This book taught me how to be the inferior Asian slut for white men that I’ve become today, and this book has inspired many other Asian women to crack open the carapace that had suppressed and contained us for so long.

“Life is so much bigger, so much more interesting than I had allowed myself to know!” I exclaimed by the end of the book.

This book is not a work of fiction, but the authentic, genuine, original, carbon copy of the author’s diary, recorded in the span of a few months, from the start of her sexual awakening, to the fulfillment of her desires.

As a fanatical enthusiast of this book, I believe the author had born this book out of anger—specifically, Claire Liu’s domestic anger, which stemmed from a combination of guilt, resentment, exhaustion, naivete, and chaos.

Guilt, as a result of her cheating on her Chinese husband with her lewd affairs with multiple white men.

Resentment, at the fact that her Chinese husband is short, ugly, has a small penis, and does not seem to love her or appreciate her as her white lovers do.

Exhaustion, from the fact that she has to bear responsibility for not just working in the restaurant, but also from all her domestic responsibilities as a wife, a mother, and a daughter-in-law.

Naivete, at the fact that she calls her lovers, “my White Lord,” “my White Prince,” “my White god,” and feeling giddy like a school girl as she falls in love head over heels.

And chaos, chaos as reflected through her failing marriage, her inability to coherently concoct her reasons for cheating, for divorce, and for eloping with her white princes and white kings.

But, I have to say, it is not an angry book. It is a book that showcases the trials and tribulations of being a young Asian female immigrant coming and living in America, being torn between the powerful cultural forces of the East and the West. It’s a book that reveals, unabashedly, and very explicitly, an Asian woman’s yearning for freedom, love, and sex.

Enough! Enough about what I think about the book. I turn you over to the author, Claire Liu, the deeply contemplative Chinese woman who have masterfully concocted and gloriously exposed herself to the world and created the entire movement of WMAF fetish subgenre.

I hope her words will enlighten you as much as she has enlightened me almost nine years ago.

~~Rachel Jin Hsu

PART I a chink cunt’s need to be used

I’m 29 years old this year. Slim, petite, Well-educated. As a Chinese woman, I still look very young compared to other women of my age, but biologically I’m quickly approaching the peak of my sexuality. Unfortunately, I’m married to a worthless Chinese husband who can’t fulfill me and every day and night I fantasize of being sexually dominated by a real man, a White man—whenever I fantasize about sex, it’s inevitably a White man, always, even in my dreams I dream of a dirty old White man just stripping me naked, beating me, tying me up, whipping me mercilessly with his belt, and then—use me, brutally, treat me like a dirty yellow cum dump. I can’t help myself and I really wish someone could help me fulfill my unfulfilled sexual desires that are burning me alive. Call me his chink cum dump, his oriental meat urinal, rape me, torture me, beat me, humiliate me. I yearn for this kind of treatment. And for a long time I had struggled with those bad evil thoughts because they were un-feminist and un-liberal, but then I thought, if I am really equal to men, I should never be ashamed to admit those feelings, because men have no problem with expressing their sexuality so why should I? And men curse, yell, scream, and society is perfectly okay with that, but should I as a woman be held to a different standard?

Anyway, my husband and I own a Chinese restaurant in Flushing New York and everyday I see hundreds of White men coming into our restaurant with young and pretty Chinese girls and I feel so excited, hot and sexually aroused imagining to myself that I was that young and pretty Chinese woman being fucked hard and sexually dominated. Those Chinese women who are engaged to White men are the luckiest women on earth and just about every Chinese woman I know secretly want to be with a White man.

The other day I brought my son to play in the park and I saw a bunch of young White men and a few black men playing basketball together and those virile White men were the most beautiful sight I have ever seen. They were muscular, strong, and handsome. When they moved, they were like boxers dodging the vicious punches of those evil black men and their rugged skin, covered by a sheen of virile sweat, glistened in the sun. And they beat those little black men so bad. Then I looked over to my husband and I felt so disgusted. If my chink husband is a man, then, another word must be used to describe those White men. Those White men must be divine. Those White men are godlike compared to my little chink husband. Those White men must be worshiped with my lips. My yellow cunt will be honored if those divine White men stripped me naked right there in the basketball court and gang raped me.

I often imagined myself of being forced to strip naked in our restaurant, made to kneel down in front of a beautiful, mighty, powerful White man and the older that White man is, the more I’m turned on. I will serve those godlike White men on my hands and knees and serve them by crawling naked on the floor. I don’t really know if I convey this, but I’m so horny right now I really wish someone could help me, to put out that delirious fire that lurks and seethes through my vein. I’m naked and on my knees as I’m writing this now. I need a White man to worship. My naked chink flesh need to be consumed and used by a divine White god.

White men are God’s gifts to Asian women. White men are the most beautiful sight bestowed to this earth; White men are so powerful, so charming, and so benevolent my only wish is to be a White man’s Asian sex slave, worshiping him, licking every inch of his godlike body, kissing the ground he walks on, obediently savoring each drop of his semen, sweat, and piss.

White men are rightfully dominant and all Asian women need to submit and worship White men, as nature intended, as God intended. Because White men are supremely good. Because White men are divinely superior.

I love White men and I cry myself to sleep at night dreaming of a glorious White man coming to save me, to ravish me, to rape me. If only a White man will burst through my bedroom door right now and rape me, fuck me and make me His. I will forever be a White man’s pleasure doll of love.

All Asian women deserve to be White men’s sex slaves.

It is glorious to be used by a White man. Chairman Mao once said, “It is glorious to be a peasant!” Well, I say, as a Chinese woman, it is glorious to be fucked by a white man! Honestly, I feel most white men just don’t know how glorious, how “have face” it is for a lowly chink woman to be fucked by a white man. Sometimes even just being a whore to a white man means being so much superior than other Chinese women. Chinese prostitutes for White men are so much more expensive than other types of prostitutes and they are the cream of the crop among Chinese women. Only the best and prettiest Chinese women deserve to be used by White men. As for me, personally, it is glorious just to be a White man’s cum dump, to have the honor to submit to the divine dominance of a White man. I feel privileged to swallow white men’s cum, drink white men’s urine, and pry open my holes so white men can use them as his ashtrays. Because—it is true—White men are so powerful, so glorious, that all the little chink men are scared when they see a Chinese woman is with a White man. Even if I am just a White man’s slave, his inferior cum pig, the cum of a White man will give me so much face in front of all the other Chinese women. I will be looked up to like I was a better person, simply because a White man has used me.

I need White man’s cum inside me, inside my mouth, my stomach, my pussy, my anus. My uterus screams for White man’s amazing cum. I want to be White man’s little chink whore.

As an Asian woman, I absolutely hate Asian men! Why? Because I am married to a pathetic little chink man. And I even gave birth to another Asian man! Yucks! I came to America with the hope that I would marry a White man and give birth to beautiful mixed children and all my Chinese girlfriends chide me for marrying a Chinese man and they all laugh at me and even calling me a loser for marrying a Chinese man. Even if I married a Korean man or a Japanese man it would have been so much better than marrying a disgusting Chinese man because then having a Japanese or Korean husband can give me more face in front of my Chinese girlfriends. I was really pretty when I was like 21, and now I am approaching 30 and I have completely lost the confidence that I once had when I was even 25, and I feel like I can’t attract White men anymore. Why is it so hard to date White men? Because all the White men are stolen by other Chinese women who are prettier and richer than me! OMG like some of those Chinese women are not just so pretty but really really rich too and they all date White men! And they steal all the White men away from me! The competition among Chinese women over White men is just too fierce. Even White men who are old and ugly are stolen by very pretty Chinese women. You have no idea how hard I have to work to attract White men.

Every day I hate myself and I regret my decisions in life. You have no idea how cruel girls can be to each other. I have a Chinese girlfriend who married a White man and she has given birth to beautiful White children and she says things like “OMG your son is not mixed blood? What’s wrong with you? Look at my baby. He’s mixed—half White and half Asian. He’s going to grow up to be both strong and smart. Your son is going to grow up to be a little dicked chink man just like his father.” And there’s another Chinese girl who’s married a Korean guy and she’s like “Yeah Korean men are just so much superior than Chinese men.” Everybody treats me like shit because I’m married a Chinese man!

I’m so mad at myself I wish I can redo all my life all over again.

My first time with a man other than my husband tonight. It happened! It finally happened! A White man is coming to fuck me tonight. I am shaving my pussy right now to prepare myself for a White man’s coming. My husband and our stupid son are visiting their grandmother on Long Island and won’t be back until Tuesday and I have to take care of the restaurant and all the staff by myself. I’m so excited right now! Finally, I am going to be fucked by a White man tonight. He is going to come to my home, fuck me, humiliate me, and take me away, use me, and own me, use me like a little Chinese whore. I am so excited right now I can’t wait!

It was the most amazing night! This is the second time I had tried to have sex with someone off the internet and I just had the most amazing night of my life. So after the first attempt I became bolder and I started to reaveal to complete strangers the darkest fantasies that I’ve had and what I really wanted and I became acquainted this hot young college aged White male over the internet, and we chatted and chatted and we set up a date to go to his house and I thought he was by himself but he actually shared his house with five other white male friends. I was so embarrassed and flabbergasted when I saw five virile young White men, all naked and smiling at me and they said they knew what I wanted—and they even joked, “Yeah, that’s why we call it the Five Guys!” LOL and—and, OMG, they fucked me like I have never been before in my entire life! For the first time in my life I felt alive. I understood what it meant to be sexually liberated!

For the entirety of my life up to that point I had been imprisoned by the Asian male patriarchy to feel ashamed of my sexuality. If I wanted to have sex with a White man, those misogynistic Chinese man would say “You are a slut and you are a whore,” and I was shamed and guilt-ed into becoming an obedient Chinese wife to a worthless chink husband, but tonight, I was emancipated from the shackles of Asian men! I have become independent, strong and reborn! White men have baptized me and given birth to me anew to the world of sexual liberation!

Those were tall, handsome, muscular young White males with amazing libidos, and they had given me the best sex I have ever had. I was basically a bitch in heat and they had fucked me to the dog heaven. Even as I went back home, my mind was still on fire thinking about all that happened to me and the more I thought about it the more I felt my heart aching and my pussy was dripping wet yet again. And I went into my bedroom’s bathroom to inspect my pussy—my husband had already went to bed, he had to get up at 5 in the morning; I had told him the night before that a few friends of mine were going to play mahjong—I saw how badly tortured my pussy had been. My Asian pussy had been degraded and destroyed as it was meant to be and when I said those words in my mind I felt so horny yet again and I started to finger myself, and when my finger dug into my own degradation a slew of cum dripped out of my cunt; and then I tried to pee and I felt sharp pain shooting through my vaginal nerves right into my lower stomach and when I lunged for some air I felt liquid in my nostrils and there was cum coming in my nostrils as well. I smeared those cum on my lips and gently licked it with the tip of my tongue—it felt amazing. I felt disgusting, sick, degraded, tortured and hurt, remembering everything that had happened to me and I felt so satisfied, knowing that I have been bred, that those were White men’s sperm swimming inside my swollen cunt. “My little yellow pussy had been impregnated by White men’s seed, the seed of the most superior men in the world.” I was thought to myself, inside my mind. “ I was reborn!”

It’s amazing how sexually aroused I am when I’m around White men. Every time when I walked down the street and I saw a White man looking at me, it was like electricity shooting through my body. I wanted to tell him that I wanted him so bad, I wished he would come up to me, talk to me, seduce me, take me to his home, fuck me, use me, and shoot his cum into me, breed me like a cheap Chinese whore, and then tie me up and put me in a garbage bag, and dump my naked body to the dumpster. My naked yellow flesh is for White men’s consummation. Bite into me, slap me, and treat me like a cheap Chinese slut. Use me in anyway as you wish. Take me away from this lonely world of solitude.

Those White boys had wished me to stay with them for the entire night, but I told them it was impossible, given that I have a family—a worthless little dicked husband, and a pathetic little faggot son who’s probably going to grow up to be just like his father, and when they said they wouldn’t let me go until I had yet another round of sex, I became scared, but boys would always be boys. They had simply wanted me to make them cum again. We were having sex in the living room couch and I was kneeling down the whole time to let them have easy access to my sex. Out of my feminine instinct to be modest, I pretended like I didn’t enjoy it as much, but I loved every minute of it! And when they shot into me yet again I felt the deepest joy, a certain pride, at being able to sexually arouse them as I did. After they had fucked me hard again, they let me go and I had promised them that I would be back soon. It was scary but I know it was what I wanted. Everyday I had fantasized of being a sex slave forever kept underneath a White man’s feet and it was so long before I had the courage to carry out my feverish dream. God I hate my life. If I were free, I would have stayed with those young White men all night and become their sex slave and they would have fucked me nonstop for the entire night and I would be so happy. I am such a horny shameless slut.

I feel so jealous of those young Asian girls who still go to college. I can only imagine how often they get fucked. I wish I was young again. I wish I could redo my life all over again, and I would have married a White man and be gang banged by all his friends every night. I love White men, and I love being the yellow cum dump for White men. It’s my destiny. It’s my desire. It’s every Asian woman’s desire. I am still so excited I can’t sleep. I still couldn’t believe what I had done. And it feels so good. I’m a slave for White cock.

So what I become pregnant with a White man’s baby. I have to admit that I didn’t use condoms. It was part of my plan, to be bred, to be filled, to be cummed inside with those superior White semen. I wanted the feeling of drowning in a pool of semen. It was pure ecstasy! I love the feeling of a dominant white cock shooting semen inside me, into my vagina. It was the most craziest best feeling ever, like I was a movie star. I was like the most important woman in the world. It felt sooooo good. And if I become pregnant, I will be able to have a beautiful mixed child just like all the other Chinese women, and he or she will be so beautiful I’m sure my husband will love it. Besides, White and Asian look so similar he wouldn’t even notice. My Chinese husband’s mother always ask why our son is so dark skinned. She wants a very light skinned child and so I did my best for our second one. If I become pregnant, our second child will be very light skinned I can promise her that!

My White lover actually has another Chinese girlfriend about the same age as his. So I am just an another horny dumb Asian cow to be used as his cum dump whenever his other Chinese girlfriend is not available. She’s gorgeous by the way. My White lover had shown me a picture of her and he told me he had actually tweeted a picture of me to her saying that I was their landlord, and he even joked that he wanted to do me but then she tweeted him back saying that “Chinese women don’t like White guys!” There is no way she would have suspected I had been having sex with her boyfriend. Oh Lord I wish I was young again. Not that I look old, but I have just been so tied down with family and job and having a kid. I wish I was carefree like a 19 year old Chinese girl in college so I can date those hot young White studs. I love them so much. But to them I’m just an old cow now even though I’m only 29. I feel so ashamed of myself.

At some point I think I need to discontinue this charade. I am not attracted to my little dicked chink husband at all. I want a White man. I don’t care if he is old and ugly, as long as he is White, I will love him. I have money. If I divorce my husband, half of the restaurant business is mine, so I will be quite wealthy. I need—I want—to be a White man’s sex slave, because I’m addicted. I just love the feeling of a White cock inside me. I don’t understand why but I just get turned on so much by being fucked and humiliated by White men. I’m sure all Asian women do but they don’t like to be honest with their feelings whereas I am perfectly honest.

I need a White owner. I need a White man to own me, use me and fuck me. I need a White man’s discipline and I need to be used by him, tortured by him, and sexually abused by him. I need to receive daily beatings as all the other Chinese girls owned by white men must receive, the strong hand of a dominant white god punishing a little chink whore, who ought to be always naked, always on her hands and knees, collared and leashed like a bitch, exhibited to strangers, shared by his friends, sexually humiliated at all times, become a White man’s semen urinal, and bear his children for him.

I have a Chinese girlfriend who is happy married to a White man and she is never allowed to wear clothes inside her husband’s house, even when their friends show up. One time when her husband was not at home she told us to come over to her house to play mahjong, and then when her husband came home in the middle of it and saw her wearing clothes inside his house, he immediately tore off all her clothes and ordered her to get on her hands and knees and gave her a sound whipping with his belt right there in the living room, in front of me and the other two Chinese women. And when she couldn’t bear the whipping anymore she crawled to his feet, huddled on the floor like a supplicant before the divine, and then wrapped her soft arms around his massive legs like a pitiful domestic animal, sobbing and begging for mercy and all her tears and saliva were drooping on his leather shoes, and we all stood there and watched in silent ecstasy, exchanging furtive amorous glances with one another, knowing deep in our hearts that she deserved such treatment and each one of us was sexually aroused by the dominance of a White god. I was literally soaking myself as I watched in terror, while another woman Wendy Chua hid her secret smiles in her heart. If the White man had commanded, all three of us would have obediently submitted to his will, to become his sex slaves as he wished. He looked so dominant, so strong and naturally powerful and it is only right that such a naturally, genetically superior godlike man be worshiped. As we left the White god’s house, while we were outside on the porch, we heard the sound of fucking and his Chinese wife was moaning and she was apparently being fucked really hard after she was being beaten and all three of us stood there on the porch, biting our lips and listened in shameful ecstasy. Her moaning was loud and feminine, mixed with groans of defeat and sighs of woe, like a woman in agony, or a prisoner of war who’s being captured by her enemy and was now too tired to scream after repeated torture . It was so sexy and it was so right. God made White man the most divinely supreme being in the universe and it is the duty of every Asian woman to submit and worship him. All Asian women should rightfully be White men’s property.

After that instance, whenever we showed up at her house, she never dared to put on clothes again, and we all clearly saw the whip marks on her naked ass. Not only that, she was never allowed to sit in the house either. She must either stand on her feet or kneel on the floor and we weren’t used to playing mahjong on our knees so we never went back to her house again. Her neighbors had told us that every night they could hear her being fucked and in a few instances even saw her through the window. Their house’s curtain was never closed. It was how every Asian woman dream of being treated. You might not believe this, but there is saying in Chinese: “Your husband cherish you only if he beat you”, and for a Chinese woman, to be beaten by her husband is a sign of being loved and many Chinese women would complain bitterly if their husbands were not beating them.

10.

The New Master race: Make fun of Asian women all you want, how we worship White men, how we desire to become White, the end result is already here: thanks to the valiant effort of Asian women everywhere, Asians are gradually becoming White. And face it, Asian women and White men will reproduce the most beautiful and intelligent babies, even reproduce super intelligent White men who can reproduce further with pure White women! Like Tommy Chong, Lisa See, and Timothy Wu. Asian women and White men are the future of White! The new Aryan race is here and it is the cross breeding of dominant White men and submissive East Asian women!

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MY YOUNG WHITE LORD

The most wonderful month of my life: Everyday of the last month I have been fucked to paradise. I visited my secret White lover’s house on the pretense of delivering Chinese food (I told my husband they wanted to do a catering plus delivery and will pay the extra money to keep me there because they are doing a party) and I brought about 100 dollars worth of Chinese takeout every time. When I arrived at His place—the main door was above a flight of stairs—I dropped to my knees and kowtowed to my young White Lord beneath the stairs, there was a fence that kept me from view, and while I remained prostrate his friends would rush out the door like minions and take the food inside, while leaving me and my White lord like stone statues staring into each other. After all the food had being taken inside, I was ordered to crawl up the stairs.

Once inside his house, I would immediately strip naked and crawl from the living room to the kitchen where they were eating and I would ask to be collared with a bright red dog collar. And thus as he and his friends ate the Chinese takeout, I remained on my knees to serve them, fetch them beers, massage their feet, and sucking on their cocks or licking their assholes as they continued to eat. Later his friends would order me to crawl around the living room with chopsticks stuck into my vagina and anus, for their amusement. Then they whipped me with their belts and the whipping sound was so loud it would wake up their housemate upstairs, a middle aged White man who worked in construction. At which point my White prince, when their up stairs housemate came down to complain, would eagerly offer me up as his punching bag to take out all his sexual frustration. I would stay upstairs being fucked while my White Prince and his friends played video games downstairs, and after he was done with me he would tell me to go back downstairs. I had promised my White prince that I would never use a condom and as I walked back downstairs I would feel semen dripping out of my cunt and it was a sexy feeling, knowing that I was bred with superior white genes inside my womb, as white dominance glows and grows inside me, its glory slowly and patiently fermenting the cycle of life.

I am proud to say, that I have been gang banged, repeatedly by all my young White lord’s buddies. I have been sexually used like a good chink fucktoy. I am White men’s chink fucktoy. My purpose is to serve and please and amuse my White owners.

And I feel so wonderful, knowing that my purpose has been fulfilled, my mission in life is being accomplished. Every time after I visited them I made sure—I am always very proud of the fact—that I have been stuffed with their precious semen and I love the feeling that my whole body rake of semen but unfortunately it was also mixed with the smell of Chinese food. And no one ever even noticed because the smell of Chinese food is too strong. It’s such hard work to work in a Chinese restaurant. You always smell of Chinese food and you can never smell of anything else. Whenever someone meet me for the first time, they almost always immediately recognize that I work in a restaurant because my whole body rakes of Chinese food.

Every so often my young White Lord would text me and send me the pictures he had taken of me and I get so turned on looking at pictures of myself being fucked so good. And when I was alone, depressed and unhappy, I took out my phone and texted my secret lover, and browsed through the secret stash of naked pictures of myself being fucked hard by my prince, and instantly I felt better. I love the pictures of me being surrounded by beautiful White cocks; those gorgeous White cocks made me look so sexy, so feminine, so natural, so slutty. It is the best thing for an Asian woman. It’s necessary that every Asian woman must be gangbanged by White men at least once a day for her to feel satisfied, and to show our appreciation for our White gods.

At a White man’s presence no Asian woman should be permitted to wear clothes, and upon entering a White man’s house, an Asian woman must always drop to her knees, and beg to be collared and leashed, as a sign of her complete devotion to her White God.

At the command of my White Prince, I did a Brazilian to completely remove my pubic hair so I don’t bring shame to him when I am naked around his house. Having pubic hair is unpleasing to the eye and un-pure by European standard, so now I have become pure and pleasing to my White prince, my White lord. I am my White Prince’s most obedient slave.

It is the most exhilarating feeling when my little chink cunt is being conquered and dominated by the most powerful cock in the world. And I am the happiest little chink in the world.

12.

I am happy everyday now and I am constantly amazed at how creative and intelligent my White Prince is. This other night, after all his buddies had taken turns using me, my White prince stuck a rubber tube into my anus and put the other end of it into my mouth. Then he ordered me to suck the cum out of my anus. I had just had anal sex and my anus was filled with cum and I was so exhausted I just lay there and couldn’t even move so my White prince flipped my legs over my head and all the semen instantly squeezed itself out of my anus and through the tube slowly dripped into my mouth and everyone was laughing and clasping their hands. My White prince is the most wonderfully creative genius.

A lot of White men don’t seem to understand this, but for us Asian women, it is an honor to be used by White men, and we consider ourselves inferior to White men and we are flattered if we could have the honor of being sexually used by White men and I was no exception. There was another Chinese woman who married a White man and I used to talk to her everyday and every single time she would boast to me how great her White man was in bed, and I used to feel so bad but now I don’t because I can boast to her too because now I have been used by a White man as well, and I showed her pictures of my White prince and lol, she was in such consternation when she saw how hot and handsome my White prince was. She was so jealous. Her White man is old and ugly, like over 60 years old, but my White man is hot and young. I have so much face in front of my Chinese girlfriends now.

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My secret sex life with my White prince has actually made my relationship with my little dicked chink husband a lot better because I used to get angry and irritated at him, but the fact that I have been cheating on him all this time and he doesn’t even have a clue make me feel good about myself and his presence doesn’t bother so much any more. He brings home money and I sneak out back with my White prince. We have a happy family together 😀

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If an Asian woman is “raped” by a White man, that shouldn’t be considered rape. It’s very hard for me to believe how any Asian woman could be “raped” by White men when it’s so clear that Asian women are actually so desperate to have sex with White men, and I have often heard that White men in Asia have been literally “raped” by over-eager Asian women who would just do anything to have sex with White men. I am not denying that rape exists and I am certainly not a rape apologist like some feminists are, but I am seriously questioning how it could be possible for Asian women to be raped by White men. I mean, if it were a black man or an Asian man, that would be considered rape, I’d give you that, and rape does exist, unfortunately, but I’m just saying rape by White men can’t possibly exist because I can’t think of why any Asian woman would not consider it an honor to be “raped” by White men. And if it ever was rape, then, the Asian woman who was “raped” should be honored to be raped by White men, and don’t tell me she is not happy to be impregnated with a White baby. I have heard so many cases where a little chink husband would ask a White man to impregnate his wife just so they can have White babies.

And to be completely honest, I don’t think my husband would be bothered at all if our next child turn out to be a little whiter than he is. ^_^

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MY WHITE PRINCE has started training me to drink piss, which I have never done before, but my White prince has insisted that if I truly love him and devote my life to him, I would drink his piss and all the piss of his buddies. It is a Herculean task for me. I know a lot Chinese women who enjoy drinking their White men’s piss but I just couldn’t bring myself to do it, so he had compromised to let me start by drinking my own piss first. It wasn’t any better. I would rather be drinking a White man’s piss than my own, but I had to start somewhere. I drank a large quantity of water and then had my hands and feet tied over my head so my pussy was directly aiming at my mouth. The reason he had tied me up was because in previous attempts I had backed out of it and I tried to avoid the piss and it was my wish to be tied up because I wanted to push myself to complete the task and not to disappoint my White prince any more. So this time I really was determined to drink my own piss. And my White prince was standing over the edge of the table with his beautiful big White cock right above my head. If I drink my piss, my White prince said, he will let me suck on his gorgeous White cock. On the other hand, he was also carrying a long bamboo stick in his right hand, if I had failed to drink my own piss yet again, he will cane my ass with that stick. It was his “carrot and stick” plan for me. So when I started to feel the tingling in my pussy, I tried my best to keep my mouth open and I was determined to swallow every drop, but the taste was so horrible I couldn’t bring myself to swallow anymore after the initial gulp and so as my punishment and reward my White prince had decided to give me a whipping while I sucked on his gorgeous cock.

I promised I will try better the next time we meet.

16.

I won’t be able to see my White Prince for at least the next few days so I guess I will be spending a lot time at home watching porn and masturbate. LOL, my White prince has a Chinese girlfriend, as I said before and she is coming over to spend the weekend and possibly longer with him. I feel so sad not being able to be used by my White prince but I also feel so proud of the fact that there are so many young, hot, gorgeous Chinese girls who are eager and willing to serve my White prince as it shows how desirable he truly is.

The very thought that a gorgeous young Chinese woman is currently serving my White prince in anyway he wishes turns me on and fills me with a warm fuzzy satisfying feeling knowing that I am his secret lover, that I earned the honor to have once served my White prince as his docile, submissive Asian sex slave—I feel a strange sense of pride.

To be honest, White men have been way too gentle with us inferior chinks. Every Asian woman has the urge and the need to be dominated by a strong and powerful White man, and some of them just choose to hide it, and not only that but we get turned on so much when we are being humiliated and degraded. Just look at how many Asian women are in porn and how much they enjoy degrading themselves.

I think it’s pretty rational to say that we Asian women carry the inherent slave genes inside us, that if we are not being humiliated, degraded and dominated, we feel empty, direction-less and we become tantrum-prone and easily angered, but when we are being beaten, disciplined and sexually well used, we revert back to our natural state of being calm, gentle and submissive.

Therefore, all Asian women should serve as slaves to White men and there should be no argument against it, and when this is done, this world will be a so much happier place.

But, just to be sure, we Asian women are not slaves like the blacks. We Asian women we are the beautiful slaves, the feminine slaves, the model slaves that all other slaves desire to become. We are not the rebellious slaves who don’t know how to appreciate the gratitude of our White masters. No we are the diligent slaves who are obedient, docile and respectful toward our White masters. We are the good slaves to White men and all Asian women should strive to be good slaves to White men.

Let me tell you, the day when we reinstate slavery is the day when mankind will rediscover happiness. Some human beings are just incapable of freedom and no matter how hard you try to deny this fact, it will not change the nature that is the human nature that has been determined by genetics and evolution lasting for millions of years and you think 30 years of liberal ideological brainwashing is going to change that? Asian women are naturally slaves and White men are naturally masters; Asian women are naturally inferior and White men are naturally superior, and there is nothing you can do that can change this very basic fact about human nature that has been written and recorded for over thousands upon thousands of years. Slavery is written into every Asian woman’s genome and oh trust me, all of us Asian women know we are slaves and, if given the opportunity and the courage, we will all be proud slaves.

17.

Today, my White prince texted me a picture of him and his Chinese girlfriend in bed. Isn’t she beautiful? And seeing her being fucked so hard by my White prince make me feel so insecure and I am filled with jealousy. I know I am not his girlfriend. I am merely his Asian cow, his and all his buddies’ Asian cum dump, and I understand my place, but I still feel so horrible knowing that there is a younger, sexier and much prettier Chinese girl serving him right now.

18.

“All chink women are born to be White men’s exclusive semen urinal!” Oh yes my White prince yes! Your beautiful words fill my heart with joy! This is how all Asian women should be treated, because deep down you know—you know, it’s true—Asian women can only find joy and freedom through White men’s dominance. No tiny Asian dick can satisfy my lust for the supreme White cock. My White prince had written the words “White cock only” on his Chinese girlfriend’s forehead. He took a picture of it and captioned with that beautiful sentence: “All chink women are born to be White men’s exclusive semen urinal!” And I felt so horny reading that sentence. A little bit jealous too because of how gorgeous his girlfriend is but I know there is no way a handsome godlike White man like my White prince can be all kept to myself. I wish all Asian women should have the words “White cock only” tattooed on their foreheads so when we walked down the streets no men except White men will dare to approach us. Every Asian woman has had the experience of being approached by creepy black guys, Asian guys and hispanic guys who think they have a shot at us when in fact, to be honest, we are only attracted to White guys. We belong to White men. We are White men’s property. White men are God’s gifts to us. White men set us free from bondage and liberated us from thousand years of sexual repression so we can come to White men, to their salvation, and we cannot live without the blessing of divine White men who are godlike in their manly strut. Is it really wrong then for Asian women to worship White men as gods, when White men are the true sons of god. Oh beautiful White men that I love, I worship, as all worthless chink women should … White men are Asian women’s bridges to heaven.

19.

Every Asian woman knows it. It is so liberating to be White men’s sex slave. Does that sound contradictory? Only in theory. In practice it is the most intense and liberating ideology. Being a White men’s sex slave means being loved, being cherished, being used as an Asian woman deserve to be used, by the most superior and dominant men in the world. Every Asian woman deserves to be owned by White men and, if the world were right, only by White men.

A little chinky cunt owned by a White man, is the happiest chink.

20.

Only White men deserve Asian women. Asian women are beautiful, feminine, docile, submissive, and everybody in the world loves and adores us Asian women. Naturally, as the most sexually prized women in the world, we only deserve the best type of men, and that is, of course, White men. White men are handsome, dominant, intelligent and superbly superior, and it is natural and right that Asian women should only belong to White men. We Asian women deserve better than those little dicked chink men, and we certainly shouldn’t be dating those savage niggers who live on welfare checks. We need to be owned by the most powerful, and most benevolent masters of the world, godlike White men, divine in their manners, manly in their struts as they roughshod across the world with fire and lightning. White men are Asian women’s gods and all Asian women are right to worship White men.

21.

It is in every Asian woman’s best interest to enjoy pain for White men’s pleasure, and any Asian woman who does not do so should be severely punished by whipping, torturing, and beating as condoned by White men. Asian women deserve to be beaten by White men, because White men are gods.

22.

Living in Flushing, I know a lot of Chinese women who want to marry White men, and a lot of them are very desperate to meet White men, because being seen with a White man gives them face and they will have a better life. So of my numerous acquaintances, there were a Chinese woman and her daughter, who both worked in a massage parlor. The mother is divorced and later remarried a White man. A lot of those Chinese women who work in massage parlors are illegal immigrants and looking for a White husband is their way to obtain permanent residence, but also having a White husband means having a good life. Many of them live in ten dollar hotels and if they can move in with a White man, that means they can get a place to stay, so naturally, in a massage parlor if the customer pays them well, those Chinese women are only too eager to have sex, as long as they don’t get caught, and they will go out and date their White customers. The prospect of eventually getting married is the main reason why they are so eager to have sex with them. And yes, they only date White customers. The more desperate ones will date Hispanics and blacks, but the prettiest, as this daughter and mother were, only date White men. We don’t like to date Chinese men at all. With White men, we never feel ashamed about being sexually liberal or being called sluts; it makes us feel sexy; besides, most of us who came to America are exclusively looking for White husbands. Chinese Americans just don’t seem like Americans to us. So anyway, that was how the mother became acquainted with an older White man. The mother was very eager to please because she knew he was very wealthy and naturally she did everything he demanded of her, no matter how degrading it was: licking every part of his body, including his asshole, armpits, and feet; wearing vibrating eggs in her vagina while out in public; swallowing his semen, etc. The White man also knew she was a gold digger and thoroughly enjoyed every penny of his money’s worth. She was very submissive to him that even when he demanded her daughter she did not hesitate to introduce her daughter to him and frequently the mother and daughter gave massage to him together, the mother worshiping his feet with her tongue while the daughter worshiped his cock with her mouth. And he was so thoroughly satisfied with how submissive and slutty both the mother and daughter were so he married the mother and they moved in together, in something less than a week’s time span, at an Upper East Side apartment. The daughter is like 20 and the mother is like a little over 40, and since Asian women don’t tend to age as much as white girls do, the mother is still very pretty and young-looking, and now that the mother and daughter stopped working and in stead spent their days pleasing their sugar daddy, often both of them having sex with the same man. Despite his age, I have heard, the White man is still very strong and ferocious in bed and handles both of them quite well. He is very dominant too, as all White men should be, and the Chinese mother and daughter are ordered to always dress to please, meaning wearing very revealing clothes like bright-colored mini skirts when walking outside, even in the winter, no panties and no bras, matching color high heels for both the mother and daughter, various kinds of very revealing dress like strapless blouses and tiny bandeau that bare their chest, backs and belly buttons, and they both wear matching choker necklaces that looked like dog collars. The mother is actually so young looking people frequently mistook them as sisters because they both wore clothes of the same color out on the street.

Everyday the mother spend hours licking his asshole and feet while the daughter gets fucked, and if he was not satisfied with the licking, he punished the daughter by whipping her. There is daily beatings for the mother to ensure complete obedience; she is beaten once in the morning and another round of beating in the evening right before sleep. At first he gave daily beatings to both of them, but then he found out that the mother was hurt even more when she saw her daughter being punished, and so from that point on he only gave beatings to the mother and if the mother made mistakes, he gave a beating to the daughter. And whatever demand that the daughter refused to do, the mother always eagerly volunteered herself to do it. Anyway, there is no secret both of them were his Chinese trophy wives, and trophies must be displayed. He brought them to various business events and introduced them to many elite businessmen and others, and both of them must always fuck and suck anyone on demand, and he especially enjoyed humiliating them in front of his business clients, to show how obedient and submissive they both were; they were both frequently stripped naked in front of complete strangers and then tied to the door post and given rounds of beatings with belts, baseball bats, and wooden sticks. And when there is a party in his house, the daughter served as waitress while the mother served in the restroom as urinal waiting to be fucked. The White man has even invited Japanese masters from Japan to help discipline the mother and daughter, by using various bondage techniques and other more exquisite Asian tortures to ensure obedience.

It may sound bad, but for the mother and daughter it was still better than working in a massage parlor. There was no need to worry about the police or catching some STDs, and the mother and daughter are actually very happy together with their White husband. Chinese women naturally craved male dominance and since Chinese men are too wimpish and weak, they naturally sought out dominant and strong White men as masters.

Anyway, the last time I heard both of them had become pregnant. Once in a while I used to be able to see them walking down the street with their white husband on Main St. Flushing. They used to come to Main St. all the time and now they only come here if they needed to buy something and they always bring with them With white husband. They looked like a very happy family.

23.

I honestly don’t understand why Asian men would be angry at Asian women who date White men. In fact, they should be proud, that their Asian women can attract the most powerful and handsome men in the world, White men, and we bring a lot of face to Asian men as well, given how desirable Asian women are, and they should be proud of the fact that they are also Asian. Besides, it benefits Asian men as well because it gives them a lot of face. Asian men are just too narrow minded and patriarchal to understand, but mark my words, Asians will be greatly served by intermarrying with White men. Just imagine all the Asians one day will become White! How can you still be racist against Asians when Asians are White? Asians will become the new White and we will rule the world with our White masters! Together! LOL! Did I let the cat out of the bed? Asian women and White men are the future! The new super master race! Super smart and super manly! Yay!

24.

Asian women: A Sexualized History by Fanny Tsui

As an Oriental woman from Hong Kong I’ve constantly wondered a lot of times why there are so many Asian women together with White men, sexually and otherwise. Why is it so normal, so common? Why so many Asian girls love White men? Why do White men have Asian Fetish (Yellow Fever)? Why so Asian women have White Fever (reverse yellow fever, towards White men). I did some research, and these are my findings.

-Fanny Tsui

Why do you think Asian women are so over-sexualized in pornography and in the media to such a pervasive level? Asian porn depicting Asian women with White men has become more common than ever, and more Asian women today just keep promoting and supporting their own sexual submission by making raceplay blogs (always with the White man dominating them), by marrying and fucking outside of their race (90% with White men), and historically always take up roles as submissive china dolls, hypersexual dragon ladies, sexual geishas, sex slaves, Asian war-brides, prostitutes and all of which are always companions and love partners for the White man.

In her book ‘Secrets of Asian Women’ by Crystal Tai, she shows that in 2006, there are close to 550,000 Asian wives with White husbands in the United States, not only more than 117,000 African-American wives, but also more than 489,000 wives of all other ethnicity combined that married to White husbands.

And this is only in the US! In East Asia alone, the number of Asian women married to Western men is much much more higher, which is not so surprising when there are so many marriage agencies catering to White Man-Asian woman and with thousands of Asian women joining each day it has become normal. Hard to call it inter-racial when it seems so natural and normal.

Many marriage agencies are started by Asian women and many Asian women host events and write books to help White men meet Asian women and vice versa. In her book, ‘How To Attract Asian Women’, by Ming Tan, a Chinese woman, she boast about successfully bringing together over 1000+ Asian women with White men

Looking back at history, we see that Western man marrying Asian women is very common. Hong Kong, for example, was colonized by the White British and every Western man living in Hong Kong took many Chinese mistresses and wives with no resistance. This utter and brutal sexual conquest of Oriental women is nothing short of domesticating, turning Asian women into the docile, submissive, exotic, always sexually available, hypersexual objects they are for the White man who conquered them.

Thailand, which was the only Asian country that was officially not colonized by White man, is today world’s sex capital, with more than 30% of its young women (age 18-30) in prostitution. Millions of Thai girls and women provide sexual service and entertainment to foreign men and local men every year. Philippines, Vietnam, Cambodia, Laos, all the same.

That’s why (normal) Asian pornography is always Asian women-White man. Japanese pornography is different; its only role is to depict Japanese and other Asian women as submissive, vulnerable and helpless sexual creatures. This genre only serves as a complimentary to normal Asian porn. And also why Asian women are by far the only racial group of women to date outside their race in such remarkably huge numbers, mainly to White Western men.

What a pile of disgusting garbage! Apparently this Fanny Tsui person has never had sex with a White man. It’s easy for White women and black women to stay with their own men, but HAVE YOU SEEN THOSE ASIAN MEN! God those Asian men are so fucking ugly and god I hate them all. Having sex with White men is the best thing that has ever happened to me and fuck you if you try to control my life. This is my body and my right to sleep with whomever I want. Don’t you dare to stop me! I love White man and I just won’t stop! Go jerk off all those loser Asian wimps.

25.

“If a little yellow whore enjoy little rice dicks then she should go the fuck back to China. You come to America, you suck and fuck big American cocks. Don’t like it. Don’t come here. Go back to your fucking rice field and suck on tiny those eggrolls.” ~~ MY WHITE PRINCE

And I totally agree! I think any Asian woman who refuse to date White men is racist and sexist and deserved to be kicked in her yellow cunt! How dare a little chink whore refuse the most powerful and handsome man in the world. To those Asian girls who are racist against White men, they deserve to be shipped back to China and go back to their disgusting little Asian men. While all the really smart and successful Asian women can stay in America and receive the most gorgeous and awesome semen in the world! White men are the most superior and most gentle and most dominant men in the world and ALL Asian women MUST learn to worship White men or else they should go die. I love White men!

Do I even need to tell you all the most successful, beautiful and most intelligent Asian women exclusively date and marry White men! Jing Ulrich can tell you that! Elaine Chao can politicize on that! Michelle Kwan and Kristi Yamaguchi can figureskate that! Amy Chua, Amy Tan, Iris Chang can tigermom that! It’s natural selection at its best! We Asian women are free to choose whom we want to mate and there is nothing you can stop us! Asian girl power! We love White men!

PART II I dream of a world without Asian men

26.

I have a dream, and I dream this dream every night, and I know every Asian woman dream this same dream too. But far too long have Asian women being oppressed and silent of our dreams. No more! Asian women are now liberated, emancipated and educated and we will no longer be oppressed by Asian men! All Asian women dream of a world without Asian men, and it is time we send all the Asian men to the gas chamber! Asian men do nothing but oppress women with their tiny little dicks and seriously they are so hideous and shit-looking God all Asian women hate those sad losers and this world will be a much happier place without them. And they oppress Asian women and give us dirty looks for having sex with White guys. Well duh! Like any beautiful Asian girl with any self respect is going to date those disgusting fucking rice dicks! So, let’s send all the Asian men to the gas chamber! And all the Asian women will belong to White men and black men, well any man as long as he’s not Asian! Hoorrrahh! Let’s spread the world so we can finally do something to change this world for the better!

27.

Asian men are the most disgusting, most despicable things alive! How do I know? I’m an Asian woman! Of course I know! Women from other races just don’t realize how sick and vile Asian men are—because they don’t have to deal with them! Look at those ugly pencil dicked chink wimps, you think they are short ugly beta faggots so they should do their proper things, that is, to make money and shut the fuck up about anything else right? But noooo, they are like tiny dicked tyrants who all deserve to be sent to labor camps and die there. Those Asian beta losers are not only wimps, but also violent and temper prone. God I wish White men will kick those Asian men in the nuts! Yeah, you heard it from me, I hate those Asian men and I hope they die, and I am a Chinese woman. Chinese men are absolutely the worst scums of the earths and all Chinese women are sick of them.

28.

I feel so lonely, bored and sad right now without being owned, degraded, and used by my White prince, lord, and king, and I feel even worse knowing that another Chinese woman has taken my place and she is pleasuring him right now as we speak.

Oh I miss the smell of my White prince’s big strong White cock. I miss the sweet taste of his semen in my mouth. If only I could have savored every precious drop of his magnificent White semen. I should have refrigerated his semen and brought it home with me and be drinking his semen every day to remind myself of the glory of my handsome White god.

29.

The evolution of White man and Asian woman: In the beginning White man and Asian woman were united, physically, sexually, spiritually, as one. The original White man and Asian woman strolled in the Garden of Eden, naked and unashamed, and the world was once at peace, but then, Satan, in the form of Asian misogyny, separated Asian woman from White man and savagely robbed her of her precious White lover. And for nearly two thousand years Asian woman has been thusly deprived of the freedom to worship her White god; she was enslaved against her will, under the tyranny of Asian man’s dictatorship. Asian woman was mercilessly tortured, subjugated, and dominated; she was broken, torn to pieces and even killed for the sick amusement of the patriarchal Asian man who wanted nothing but to make Asian woman suffer for her “sin” of having once being loved by White man. And through her tears and in her dreams and in the slumber of two thousand years she cry for her White god to come to rescue for her.

Lo and behold, for the darkness is over and the light shall shine upon the world once again. White man has cleaved the air like thunder, like lightning and White man has proclaimed, the time is come! For he has come to rescue Asian woman from the Oriental torture chamber of hell, from Satan’s claws he shall steal her, and he will make the world aright and then White man and Asian woman shall be reunited as one once again, for White man and Asian woman so naturally belong to each other, as the original Adam and Eve, and the two-thousand-years dream will be awakened and its natural order restored when White man and Asian woman are reunited!

30.

I hung my head in hot shame as I saw my White prince once again, my happiness mixed with shameful lust. Due to his girlfriend moving in with him, I was not able to see him for nearly an entire month and he had even stopped texting me—my isolation from him was complete—I had thought he had completely forgotten me, abandoned me, ditched to the dumpster. I had thought I was forever rejected, dumped, cast away like an used condom, but the Lord is gracious and once again my White prince appeared before my very eyes. His Chinese girlfriend is spending the Thanksgiving holiday with her parents in Boston. My White prince told me, his Chinese girlfriend’s mother is married to a White man in Boston—her step father is White but she is full Chinese, because she was born of a previous marriage with a Chinese man—as he told me all this he had a sort of arrogant and cocky smirk on his face. It was an all too common occurrence to me that I can’t remember the last time I heard a similar story, but it meant something special to me. It felt eerily portentous of the fate of my marriage to my Chinese husband. Perhaps destiny has already settled that I will eventually divorce my husband and remarry a White man, just like every other Chinese woman who have come to America. Not only that, but my White prince has even planned out whom I should be married to once I have gotten my divorce: his father—his father is twice divorced and live alone, and once I am married to his father, I will be sexually serving both his dad and him along with three of his elder brothers who are currently serving in the army. The thought of being turned into such a slut for my White prince’s entire male family sent trembling through my entire body, the ants-crawling-on-my-skin sensation and my legs so ever senselessly gave away their strength, I was shaking so much that my naked breasts bounced as I shook my delicate frame.

It was over this Thanksgiving holiday that my White prince had warmly introduced me to his dad. As Chinese, we didn’t celebrate Thanksgiving and my husband and I worked full time as usual, and during the evening, I told my husband I was going to play mahjong over at a friend’s house and instead I came to my White prince’s home. It’s not surprising that my husband had never suspected of anything. In front of him I had put on a perfectly calm and serene masquerade of chastity and humility that he had never suspected me of cheating. He had completely trusted me to the point that if I had told him the world was going to end tomorrow he would have believed based solely on my credibility. To him and his parents, I am always the perfectly good, faithful, and traditional-minded Chinese wife: diligent, industrious, spendthrift; and I have endured the sexless life of a barren nun for all those years—the bulk of my youth, my beautiful sexy youth wasted on that scum of the earth chink husband.

As usual, once I was over at my White prince’s house, I immediately stripped naked at the door and knelt down before him, and patiently waited for him to collar me with his dog collar, the symbol of his ownership of me, obediently kneeling and savoring that blissful moment when his massive hands grabbed hold of my throat and choked me and pressed against my throat with cold leather of the dog collar and gently clicked the dog leash to the steel ring and claimed his ownership of what is rightfully his. When I saw him after the one month hiatus I was so happy I threw myself into his arms and never wanted to let it go because it made me feel so happy to be in the arms of my White god, if only such happy moments could last forever.

I had endured loneliness for so long. I had lived in silent prison of the dead. I had been put in solitary confinement and bondaged into the straitjacket of madness. My White prince set me free and make me anew, baptize me with his divine White semen, drown me in the river of sexual liberation.

I remembered the days when I first arrived in California, and I remembered seeing Asian girls walking down the street hand in hand with White men on a hourly basis. Initially I was confused. I didn’t understand why there were so many of them. I had just arrived in America back then and everything was so new to me. I had remembered seeing Chinese girls with White guys ever since I was in college back in China and we always told ourselves that we would never be this lucky because, and there is a famous saying among Chinese women, “only the cream of the crop Chinese girls can get White guys,” but this perception changed somewhat when I came to America. I realized I am valuable to White men, White men love me, that in the arms of a White man, I am considered a treasure, and even though by Chinese standard I would not be considered very pretty, in the eyes of White men, I am their Aphrodite, and what’s more, whereas under Chinese men, I’m considered only a property, an object to be used; for a White man, I am a complete human being and I will be loved and cherished and valued far higher, and I am so happy, knowing that White men would adore me so much, yet the quirks of fate betrothed me to a shrimp dicked chink man, yet the devil ensnared me into the embrace of hell in a Chinese marriage, but everything will be right again. My White prince is coming to save me.

I never feel ashamed of being naked in front of White men. I feel so relaxed this way and it just feels so natural this way: to be naked and kneeling in their presence. My White prince and his dad and all his White friends stood in front of me completely dressed and I was the only one naked in the house and yet I didn’t feel strange; I felt serene, calm, a wave of oceanic feeling of pleasure rushed through my brain. On the other hand, whenever I was standing fully clothed in the presence of White men, I always felt awkward, nervous and scared. Why was I scared? It was not the fear of an immediate danger, but merely the result of an awkwardness, an unnaturalness that produce social fear. I do not feel equal to a White god, but yet people want to pretend that I am equal to my White god, and this unconcious feeling of knowing that everything is a lie produces such fear. Now I feel thoroughly comfortable in my more submissive position, now I no longer feel fear or awkwardness or anxiety. This is where all Chinese women belong, naked, collared, leashed, kneeling in front of her White man. I do not even feel humiliated when my White prince called me his slave, his obedient china doll, his personal cum dump. I felt happy, even proud, and the nastier his choice of words, the more blissful I felt.

Initially, I didn’t recognize his dad. I saw a gray haired middle-aged White man and because I had once had sex with Mike, the construction worker from upstairs, and I don’t exactly remember how he looked since it was so long ago, so I thought he was Mike. White men still look all the same to me. His dad was tall, like over 6 feet, taller than my White prince, who is probably around 5 feet 10, and he looked even stronger and more muscular than his son. His eyes were fierce and penetrating, and his face stern, the look of someone who is used to commanding and be in charge. His arm muscles were bulking through his shirt, and the shirts sleeves were rolled up, revealing his arms and its thick brown hair

I was a little intimidated by his presence. I didn’t know what he would think of me when my White prince told me “That’s my dad.” My heart was at my throat and when I tried to speak, my voice was uncontrollably trembling with vibration that made me sound like an insect. How would a father react to his son’s little sex toy, and I am also older than his son. And when he stared at me, I lowered my shoulders and lowered my head in shame and exuberant tears were at the brink of my eyes. I was scared of what he might say. I was scared he did not approve me of my relationship to his son. I was also aroused by how manly his father looked.

Then my prince tucked me by my nipples and I moved toward his dad by shuffling on my knees. His once old expressionless face turned into a cold smile and that made me feel even more ashamed. And I heard my prince eagerly telling his father: “This is the little Asian slut I have been telling about, dad. She’s obedient, isn’t she? She is yours to enjoy.” And then his father replied: ”She is obedient alright, but she needs further obedience training and even more discipline.” His father’s voice was resounding, firm and powerful, the natural voice of a dominant White man, and it felt so natural that I should obey. I felt relaxed too and knowing what I should do I prostrated to the floor and kowtowed to him, knowing that, one day, even if my White prince had left me, I will have a new owner from then on, knowing that my prince had not abandoned me, but will have transferred me to another owner. My cheeks blushed with flames, and blood moved upward toward my head, another wave of oceanic pleasure rushed toward my brain, and I felt like I was in paradise. I panted under my breathe in heavenly joy.

31.

“It’s better to marry a foreigner who is poor and old than to marry a Chinese man who is rich and handsome.”

This is a famous saying among Chinese women.

A similar but more extreme version of this proverb among Hong Kongers goes something like this: “It’s better to be slaves under the British than to be free under the Chinese.”

It’s meant to be sarcastic because there is no freedom under the Chinese dictatorship. But the sentiment is understood. Even being slaves under the British was more free than being actually free under the Chinese. I had never truly appreciated how true those words were until I myself foolishly married a Chinese man, and realized that even freedom under a Chinese man is slavery and that, by comparison, slavery under White man seems more joyful, comparable to actual freedom, and everyday I hate myself for it. If there is one thing I wish in the world, I wish to be a White man’s sex slave. Certainly even death is better than being married to a tiny-dicked chink man.

32.

Through White man every Asian woman finds her path to freedom: Just as an object that exists solely for the purpose of being used by its owner, so every Asian woman exists only for that special privilege of being used, enjoyed, by her owner, her White master. She was once merely an empty form, without purpose or meaning, a ghost trapped in the viewless winds, but then White man retained her, was the first one to explore her hidden territory, captured her, named her, and engendered His idea into her. What remains now is for Asian woman to seek him, to come to him, and to achieve that final understanding of her purpose in life, to seek and she shall find, and to submit and worship at the feet of her divine White master, her White lord, and to know that there is nothing beyond, nothing more glorious, more meaningful than to serve her White man with all her heart and soul, to know that obeying her White owner is her only function in life, that she is otherwise powerless, except to obey and to submit to his power.

Some Chinese women I have played mahjong with had told me, that “being sex slaves to White men gives you freedom.” Initially I did not understand them, but gradually I have finally gained their understanding, and along with all my Chinese girlfriends I have come to the temple to worship my White god.

The whole of my reality, the entirety of my existence, was to achieve this understanding, and through this understanding, by this understanding, I come to my White master, to present myself nakedly before him, to humbly kneel and prostrate before his glory and power, and to offer Him the instrument of my discipline, and as the sign of my first, simplest manifestation of this understanding, brewing and boiling for the entirety of my life up to this point, that the entirety of my world is His world, I submit to His will and power. I present the whip to my White lord on my knees and obediently ask my White lord to whip me.

It’s every White man’s natural right to use a Chinese woman in anyway he wishes, as ordained by God. Every White man need to enjoy himself and make sure he has a good time; he should not care about how his slave feels, not because he is careless but because the mere fact that the master is happy is sufficient to make the slave happy.

That night after the thanksgiving dinner I was whipped to orgasm. I had experienced the cathartic pleasure of excruciating pain, and it was pure bliss. The father and son had tied my ankles together and hoisted me upside down in the living room. They took two black leather belts—they said those were horsewhips—and took turns whipping my naked body. It was a real whipping. I had lost my bladder control in the process. Piss flowed downward through my navel, to the point of my chin, and I tried to tilt my head backward not to allow the piss to get into my lips. They noticed and pointed at the wet strain of urine meandering through the contour of my body and there was a proud look of satisfaction on their faces. That moment was the fusion of the two of the most profound feelings of being human: the feeling of submission, and the feeling of power.

In fact, it was the fusion of the two distinct races of human feelings: one who reveled in submission, a woman of the East Asian race, who is genetically and biologically destined to be submissive, obedient sex slaves, and the father and son, the descendants of European conquerors, the natural masters of the world as foretold in all our histories. The feeling of being so rightfully dominated and so pained into submission filled my heart with the feeling of triumph and the calm pleasure of fulfillment, oceanic waves of power, in the form of my sexual submission, rushing to my shore of burning sand and its cold seawater cooling it.

Though it was not the first time that John, my White prince’s father and my future husband, had whipped a woman before, he admitted that there was something very special about whipping a Chinese woman. Something about the tone of my skin, the contour of my flesh, and the naturally feminine features of my biology makes it that much more exciting, that much more erotic. I told him “you aren’t the only who had felt this way.” I had felt this feeling before as well and I had orgasmed from his whipping, and it was the fact that he is a White man which made it so exciting for me, it was precisely because it was White man administering the whipping that made me orgasm. My pain was pleasurable to me, precisely because my pain had come from him.

Those were not the whipping of a torture, but the whipping of love and triumph of the biological truth, which was molded and tested and which have survived after hundreds of thousands of years of human evolution, in the form of natural selection and adaptation, those are what we deem as natural, and what is unnatural is 30 years of ideological brainwashing that want to rewire the human brain into what is “modern”, “civilized”.

Chinese women are inferior, and deserve to be dominated, and White men are superior and should dominate; and globalization has brought together the most submissive feminine women and the most dominant masculine men into each other’s embrace. It is something beautiful, natural, and progressive.

PART III the joy of interracial breeding

33.

Last weekend I found out that I have become pregnant. My stupid little chink husband doesn’t even know that this is not his baby. I have been given some relief from having to work so hard so now I am free most of the time, doing only some chores at home and relaxing. Seeing my stupid husband’s stupid face grinning from ear to ear like a clown makes me sick. But it’s ok now. I have been bred by a real man, a White man, a virile young White god who has so much energy and so much ferocious superior genes inside him. I feel so blessed. I haven’t seen my White prince for a few weeks now. He has gone back home for Christmas. The hardest part of my life now is to continue to live with my chink husband. Even though I have already made up my mind to divorce that rice dick, I still have to pretend that I love him, and do everything possible to act normal. The baby inside me is not even his, but I just have to endure a little longer, and when the right moment comes, I will ditch him to the curb and elope with my white lover. It always makes me sad to admit that I’m no longer as young and sexy as I used to be when I was 21. I had given my youth away for nothing, wasted, on a worthless little rice dick. Look at me now, I look like a mature cow. But thankfully, in the not so distant future, I will be the sexy cow owned by a White man. Very soon, my White lover will collar me, and take me away. I must be patient.

34.

Mrs. Professor Stephanie Fang from NYU

I was playing mahjong with my girlfriends the other day and you know how much Chinese women like to gossip—the entire point of playing mahjong was to gossip—well, anyway, one of my girlfriends works in real estate and she told us that she recently rented an apartment to a couple, a young Chinese wife and an older white guy. At first she thought they were just regular folks, but it turned out they were really well educated. The Chinese wife, Stephanie Fang, has a Ph. D. from NYU, and the white husband is a professor there and she was chitchatting with them because they were becoming very good friends, or at least pretending to, that’s what real estate agents do, and the topic turned to relationships, and, to my friend’s utter consternation, the professor, who was balding, had a very big belly and in his 60s, very cockily pointed at his Chinese wife, who is still in her 20s, and said “Stephanie isn’t the first Chinese student I have had sex with. Half of the Chinese female students in our department sleep with their professors. Every year one at least one Chinese student ends up marry her professor.” He further said that he had a colleague, a fellow female professor who is of Chinese descent, and she married to her professor when she was getting her Ph.D. “It’s safe to assume, at NYU at least, when a Chinese girl walks into my office, she will want to suck my dick.” His wife just remained in silent acquiescence. To keep the conversation going my friend asked him: “Is it the same at the other colleges?” And the professor replied: “It’s even more so at the Ivy Leagues.” And as he was saying it, he was holding his Chinese wife in his arm and caressing her body up and down, and he told the stories about his colleagues at Columbia University who went on lecture tours in Shanghai and was overwhelmed by over eager Chinese female students who wanted to have sex with him.

And he went on to tell her about his own romantic encounter with Stephanie Fang. He told her that when Stephanie was in his class, “Everyday she came to class wearing very revealing clothes, black miniskirt, high heels and strapless top; she looked like a whore and not a Ph.D. candidate, and she came to every office hour and stayed until everyone else left. She was very studious; she worked very hard to get an A in my class, isn’t that right sweetheart?” As he was telling my friend their love story, he was also fondling his Chinese wife, Stephanie Fang, groping her ass and breasts. She wore a short skirt and he had his hand under her skirt behind her back. And because his wife wasn’t saying anything he turned to her, all the while still groping her, and asked her “Don’t you agree, my Chinese piggy? You love big White cock, don’t you? Yes you do! Yes you do! Who’s good piggy?” At this point my friend was just standing there and grinning out of awkwardness and tried to extract herself out of the situation. After she left, she stood by the door of their apartment for a while and listened to them having sex.

Then after she told her story at the mahjong table, she added: “And that night I came back to my husband, and told him what I encountered, and he told me it was so hot and we had great sex that night. My husband told me he want to meet Stephanie Fang and arrange for a double date, but I felt it was too much” All three of my Chinese girlfriends just laughed and smiled to their hearts content. They were all married to White men. It’s only me that have to endure the sexless, loveless life of marriage to a rice dick.

35.

Life is so cruel to me. I can’t believe my White prince is spending the winter vacation with yet another Asian girl while I am stuck with my chink husband at home, doing the restaurant business. I never go on vacation. Every day of every year I work and work and I never have any fun. My life sucks. I wish I was born a white girl so I can have all the fun that white girls have. I wish I was never born a Chinese woman. I didn’t choose this life. I don’t want to be a Chinese woman. If I can ever be born again, I wish I was born of another race. I wish I never had to endure the slavery of being married to a rice dicked husband. I wish I never had to live this monotonous dreadful life of living death. I want my youth back. I want to go sailing in the Caribbeans with my White prince just like those wealthy, young and gorgeous Asian girls. God I hate this life. Well, at least I’m now pregnant again so I don’t have to work as hard. If I work too hard now, I will have a miscarriage and then his mom will yell at him. My chink husband is such a pussy. He still listens to his mother. What a loser! I hope he dies.

36.

The White beggar and his pregnant Chinese wife

While my White prince and his dad are away on vacation, traveling around Asia, having fun with other Asian girls, I am here, alone, at home, cloistered by a dickless chink husband, quietly suffering the sexless life of being a Chinese woman, being married to a worthless rice dick, being caged like a dog. I am so horny for a big white cock. I miss my White prince’s dominant look, his fierce eyes, his strong and powerful hands hitting my bare ass, his whip, his dog collar around my neck, and most of all, I miss his powerful White cock throbbing inside my womb, depositing his glory into me.

I don’t know if it’s the hormone or something else entirely but I feel so hot and horny and so confused I can’t concentrate on anything else but thinking about White cocks so to distract myself I decided to call my friends over to play mahjong and, my god, what a mistake, what a bunch of gossipy housewives I have acquainted myself with! Those Chinese women talk about nothing but sex with White men and the more I listened to them, the hornier I became. Wendy, one of my mahjong buddies, said her husband took her to California the other day and she saw over a dozen White beggars with really gorgeous Chinese girlfriends. Well, she knew they were Chinese because she could tell by the way they looked. At first she thought maybe they were just friends and not couples, but then her husband, who was White, said: “No, they are definitely couples. See, that one is even pregnant.” And he pointed his finger across the street, at a middle aged White beggar, in shoddy clothes, walking with a limp, and sure enough, right next to him, was a very attractive, elegantly dressed Chinese woman in her twenties, her hands wrapped around the arm of the White beggar next to her, and she looked indeed very pregnant, with a big belly stretching her silk dress. And together they were pushing a shopping cart full of garbage. And Wendy was telling us: “It was surreal. We saw like a dozen of them, all middle aged White beggars with twenty years old Chinese girls.” Then another one said: “Maybe the White guys just didn’t care to dress properly on that day. My husband looks like a bum when he doesn’t groom himself.” And then Wendy said: “No they were beggars. They were unkempt, unshaven, and were really smelly, like they haven’t showered in a month.” And then Lin said: “So what? It’s still better than marrying a Chinese guy. I think those women are really lucky. I wouldn’t mind marrying a White beggar than marrying a Chinese guy. I hate sissy chink guys.” And then Wendy said: “I can’t imagine how great the sex must be between those White beggars and ripe sexy Chinese girls.”

“The sex must be amazing.”

“That’s probably why those Chinese girls chose the White beggars.”

“Those White beggars must have had a lot of sex energy reserved inside their unwashed smelly testicles and now they have the places where they can deposit their seeds, inside those fertile, ripe Chinese girls’ wombs. Breed those White genes into them.”

“And have cute mixed babies. Oh, that’s so wonderful.”

And then finally Lin was like: “It’s all progress. Beats the hell out of marrying a chink guy, that would be like living in hell.”

And then Jing Jing, who was silent till now, said: “Oh it’s true, I have seen Chinese girls married to White beggars when I was working in Manhattan. They are very happy together. I have met a young Chinese girl married to a 80 year old White male just the other day. You shouldn’t judge by their appearance you know, they married each other out of true love. They really love each other. White guys are much more gentle and know know to respect women. White men tell you they love you while chink men will work you to your death without ever saying he loves you.”

I was the only one who married a Chinese guy and yet I can’t tell them that I am actually now pregnant with a white baby because then they will tell my chink husband and yet I wanted to tell them and I don’t know if it’s the hormone or listening to their stories and imagining myself being one of those Chinese girls having sex with a middle aged White beggar I felt so horny so I told them that I wanted to throw up so I went to the bathroom to wash my face, and then I heard one of them say:”What a loser! She’s still married to a chink.” My body felt warm and I felt tingling sensation down there I don’t really understand why. Women sure are the weirdest creatures on earth.

37.

The thing I cannot endure the most is that not only are my White prince and his dad having sex with other Asian girls, but they feel the need to take pictures of them having sex and then texting me those pictures and order me to masturbate on cam for him and his dad. Though I feel degraded and used, yet I feel so horny and I cannot stop obeying his wish. His dad knows I am in love with his son and he intentionally tortures me this way, to make me feel bad about myself, to make me debase myself and to make it very clear to both his son and to me that I am nothing but an inferior cum dump for his son, that both his son and I must learn to have no respect for me, and that I am not to be his son’s girlfriend, but his son’s sex slave.

So this is one of the girls my White prince and his dad have been having sex with the last couple days: she is, allegedly, an international exchange student from Hong Kong University and my White prince told me that both he and his dad have tag teamed on her and after they have thoroughly fucked her they told her to pose for pictures for them and she agreed to it without a second thought. His dad knows how to make women do what he wants better than his son and he even said to his son that Asian girls have no respect when it comes to white cocks and that’s how they should be treated. He tells his son that Asian women crave this kind of treatment. Even though my lip might deny it, my heart already gives consent. It’s true. It’s how most Asian women desire to be treated but refuse to admit. My White prince tells me that if I ever disobeys him he will leave me and replace me with one of those younger, and more eager Asian girls, and the more worthless he makes me feel, the more I feel attracted to him. I love him so much. I will do anything for him. I know sooner or later I will divorce my husband and become the full time sex slave for my White prince and his dad. So his dad had told me that from now on I need to show them that I am willing to do anything for them as he orders me to, no matter how degrading and humiliating it might be. My dream is to become an owned pet for my White prince, to sleep at his feet, to worship him, to adore him and to look up to him everyday; and his dad knows it, and he’s not making it easier for me.

38.

Though my own life has been full of toil, suffering, and drudgery—and I can’t stop thinking how much happier and better my life would have turned out if I had married a White man—I am so full of hope now because I am carrying a White baby inside me. I know for certain that its life is going to be so much better than its mother’s.

A Chinese woman born to a Chinese family is a like a dog slave owned by a tyrant and no matter how much money my rice dick husband gives me, it’s not gong to make up for the fact that I gave my youth and my happiness up in return.

After my White prince had cummed inside me, as I lay listlessly on the floor, my body covered with sweat and smeared with his manly juice, he straddled over my body, his limp, yet still powerful-looking penis dangling in front of my eyes, he said to everybody around the living room: “That was my White gift to her Asian husband.” He pointed at my face with his index finger while his head turned to the side and his eyes were not looking at me. His manner was arrogant, and manly.

There is nothing that lights up the face of a Chinese mother-in-law than a very white skinned baby. So there is a lot of truth in what he said, though I doubt he knew how much his casual remark really meant. This White baby inside me is indeed a gift to my husband—my pregnancy is a gift to him and his entire family for the new year—and in the not so distant future, I’m sure he will understand that I have done him a great favor by cheating on him and by giving him a White baby. At that moment he will be proud of his ex-wife. He will be proud of my initiative, to give him the best genes possible, the most superior seed, the seed of a white god. Imagine the glory he will have. Everybody will look at him with the look of envy and jealousy just as they look at those Asian women with White babies. And someday he will thank me, though I will have long since divorced him and left him and his family, but life will be worth living once again. So there is still hope in life, and my hope is my baby now. So I must live and endure this loveless, joyless, hapless marriage for a little longer.

39.

I remember, when we just came to New York, a White guy beat up my husband because his car was blocking that White guy’s drive way. That White guy was 6 feet 4, with muscles on his arms as big as my head and my husband, who is only 5 feet 8, was no match to his godlike physique. He walked over to our car, told my husband to roll down the window and then dragged him by the collar of his shirt over the car door and he slammed him on the pavement and gave him a round of vicious pounding. At first I felt bad for my husband and I covered his bruised head with bandages and called the police, but even then I realized how much inferior my chink husband really was. If a man is weak, then he is not fit to reproduce, and ever since that instance I felt sorry that I have married a worthless chink husband. I had realized even at that point that the future lies in the strong and powerful White man, who is dominant and muscular. So many nights I had fantasized of having sex with that White guy who had beaten my husband to a bloody pulp, even though on the surface I told my husband that I absolutely hated that asshole, jerk, bastard. But in reality, the hatred just made the pleasure even more intense. I had fantasized so many times of him coming over to our home to rape me, and I would offer no resistance because he is so strong and because he is so sexually desirable. Out in the wild, he would have rightfully deposited his semen inside my womb and passed on the strongest genes to the next generation while my chink husband should have been denied of the right to my vagina, and it is how it should have been, because it is right, it is natural and it is what God would have wanted.

40.

The moment my Asian pussy was filled to the brim with a White man’s semen, the moment his seed began growing inside me, the moment I was White bred—was the moment of the greatest joy I have ever experienced. Winning the lottery, being married to Brad Pitt, or becoming the first female president of the United States all pales in comparison. I would have given up the world for this joy, the joy of being bred by a White man. If you have never been a mother, then you can’t possible comprehend this amazing joy. I am not exaggerating one bit. There is something that is strong, beautiful, superior growing inside me which continuously sends waves of calm pleasurable sensation through my entire body. I feel like I have been in heaven.

That is why all Asian women need to be bred by White men, or else their lives are not worth living. They would have missed the greatest joy known in the world, the joy of being pregnant with a White baby, the joy of giving birth to the strongest babies in the world, giving birth to the future of mankind. If you are an Asian woman and you choose to breed with an Asian man, you are practically committing incest; your baby is going to be weak, stupid, and ugly, just like an inbred, (let’s face it, all Asian guys are inbreds by American standard) so for the love of mankind, for the love of superior mankind, breed strong, breed beautiful, breed White. I have made the mistake once, and I will never make that mistake again. From now on, my Asian pussy is for White breeding only. From now on, this Asian vagina is the proud semen receptacle for White cock only. God bless White cock, the most glorious and gorgeous cock in the world. God bless White man, the most dominant and benevolent master of the world.

So even though my body has changed a lot in the last three months, and to be honest, I feel I am now so ugly and there is a lot of discomfort and pain, still I am constantly filled with joy. I feel ashamed to be naked now, because I look so weird, yet I do not feel self-conscious at all. Because something amazing is happening to me. There is a White baby inside me!

41.

International boarding school of WHITE BREEDING

Ever since I have been pregnant, I have gotten a lot of free time on my hand. My rice dicked chink faggot of a husband would finally let me off the hook as the manager of that pathetic little Chinese restaurant that we own, and we hired a Malaysian Chinese maid to do the cleaning inside our house so I don’t have to work so hard. (Yeah she’s Malaysian-Chinese, and she speaks Chinese with a weird foreign accent. You should have seen her husband. She’s married to a Hispanic.) Besides my mother is coming over to take care of me soon and his mother, or my mother-in-law, took that shit-faced son that I had on my first pregnancy and stuffed him inside her Long Island home with his grandpa. The weird thing is that his grandpa is a really old White guy; his biological grandpa passed away some twenty years ago, before he was born, and it’s so funny actually that, the last time my husband and I went to visit him, he said stuffs like “Eating rice is good for your eyes”, “Asian vagina smell like fish”, “Asian men are only good as sissies”, or “Your husband looks like a faggot. I bet he looks better in a dress.” Anyway, he likes to joke around a lot. You have to understand, he is old, like 90 years old, so you can’t take everything he says seriously. My mother-in-law is 65 years old. She comes over to our Flushing house to cook for me every weekend, so now that I have a lot of free time I spend every morning chatting with my White prince on skype and put on a masturbation show for him and his dad. LOL! Well other than with me my White prince and his dad actually have been having a lot of fun in Hong Kong with many other Asian girls and they sent me pictures of all the girls they have had sex with, and those girls are so gorgeous! One of the those Hong Kong girls they fucked is a model, another one a college student, another one is training to become a flight attendant at Cathay Pacific, another one is an inspiring actress and another one is an intern working at Microsoft! They are not just pretty but really really smart and ambitious too. They are the most successful, most beautiful, most intelligent cream of the crop Chinese women and LOL they know they want better things in life than smelly little rice dicks. I’m so glad for them. They are so young and they have the liberty to pursue their dreams. Chinese girl power!

So this morning I was chatting with my White prince on skype just as usual and we were talking about how many Asian girls are coming to America each year just so they can have the opportunity to have sex with White men and to go back home pregnant with White babies. Sometimes even the Asian mother would come along just so both mother and daughter can be bred with White babies. There has been so many mothers and daughters who both marry White guys and even the same White guys. My White prince told me he had a classmate who transferred from Texas who told him that in Texas there are a lot of Asian girls too and that when he was in high school in Texas, one year a bunch of international students showed up at his school, all of them Asian girls, half of them were from Taiwan and mainland China, and the other half from Japan and Korea, and, they were all incredibly promiscuous with the White boys, and for the next three years every White boy at his school has had multiple Asian girls as sex partners, and those Asian girls never use condoms, so by the end of senior year, every single one of those Asian girls were pregnant with White babies. Some of them became married, some went to college, but the majority of them went back to their respective countries. The local newspaper even ran a story about Asian girls coming to Texas to have White babies, and there was a picture of a group of Asian girls at the airport, all with big bellies, and the local news idiots said they were carrying “anchor babies”, which was not true, because they were not coming to American to give birth, but going back. This friend further said, anyway, one day after he had sex with his Korean girlfriend he asked her why they all want to have White boyfriends, because, you know, there were actually a lot of Hispanics, Asian Americans and African Americans at the school as well but all the Asian girls exclusively date White boys, and you know what she said, she said that it was their “mission”, “the most important reason” for coming to America. They all came to America just so they can have sex with White men and be pregnant with White babies, and they will now go back to their home countries to raise those White babies with their Asian husbands or boyfriends. Many Asian fathers and husbands know their daughters or wives have out of wedlock White babies and actually encourage it. She told him that several Asian mothers have become pregnant along with their Asian daughters and often times the mother and daughter were bred by the same guy. She said “We don’t care as long as it’s a White man because we want the White genes inside our wombs so our babies can be White looking by the next generation.” She also said that there was a lot of competition among the Asian girls to see who can breed the most beautiful White babies, and the competition is especially fierce among Chinese and Japanese girls. Sometimes they would even fight with each other to see who can have sex with the hottest White guys. And this friend of my White prince said hearing this actually made him feel sad, because he saw himself now as nothing but a tool for those Asian girls , at which point, as my White prince was telling me all this, I had to let out a very loud laughter, because that was so adorable for a White guy to say since I think what he said was not true at all. I think most Asian girls would want to be, if given the opportunity, the best possible wives or girlfriends for White men, but what many people don’t realize is that so many Asian girls are being oppressed by Asian men who want to treat Asian women as slaves so we can’t always do what we really wish.

Then my White prince, so clever and so creative as all White guys are, suggested to me a possible business idea. Since the demand for White men is so high among Asian women, why not set up an international boarding school for Asian girls solely for the purpose of getting bred by White studs. But surely we don’t want to be too obvious and call it school of White breeding, so let’s call it “international school of cultural exchange”, where the cultural exchange would consist of swapping inferior Asian genes with superior White genes. Only White guys and Asian girls will be admitted to this cultural exchange program, and all the dorms will be mixed dorms. Each dorm room will be constructed like a hostel, with three bunk beds assigned randomly to three Asian girls and three White studs. Except for the main gate, there will be no doors to any of the dorm rooms to encourage the boys and girls to intermingle as much as possible. There will not be a private shower, but a unisex public shower where all the White studs and Asian girls will take shower together, and all the restrooms are unisex. As for dress code, all the Asian girls must wear clothes that bare their breasts and vagina at all times, so no bras and no panties, and White studs can wear anything they want or not wearing anything at all. Since the demand for White studs is so high, the White studs can join this program for free, and all the expense will be covered by the tuition paid for by the parents of those Asian girls, as determined by the economic law of supply and demand as the market price for White studs and Asian girls. Everyday there would be English lessons at the school, and all the instructors will be the White studs, who have the freedom to decide on whatever to teach those Asian girls and the instruction fee for the White studs will have to be pocketed by the parents of those Asian girls as well because those White studs can’t be expected to teach for free. Now while it is important that those Asian girls learn English, the most important aspect of this boarding school is to get those Asian girls pregnant with White babies, by any means necessary, so all the Asian girls must have multiple sexual intercourses every day, and must receive at least one vaginal cum shot each week.

As my White prince was telling me his brilliant idea, I was so turned on I kept on fingering myself as I listened to him, and I promised him that when my next baby comes out, I will send her to this boarding school for White breeding, and I told him how cursed I feel everyday that my first born was a boy. I have always wanted a girl, and now my White prince has blessed me with a second chance. Asian boys are nasty and ugly. I wish I would have aborted those Asian boys. Girls are so much superior.

42.

The only joy I get from my daily existence is talking on skype with my White prince and his dad. And most of the time my White prince would be having sex with another Asian girl while I masturbate on cam for his dad. I love the humiliation and I found it, mixed with the feeling of jealousy, strangely erotic. His dad would even let the other Asian girl cam with me and he calls me “another white bred Asian whore”. Especially when his dad makes me chat with her in Chinese, and makes me tells her that my name is a “chink cum pig”. It was so degrading and his dad would clap his hands and burst into laughter. It was humiliating and yet sexy. I found so much joy at being degraded.

And when the daily chat end, I always feel so empty and so lonely. Even though my chink husband gives me money and provides me with a good living, money can’t buy my love nor the sensual love of sexual freedom which my White prince and his dad has given me, because my heart, my body, and my cunt are reserved solely for my White prince. When I’m talking to my White prince I feel like a giddy little school girl again and I dream of the day when, after my divorce, my White prince will rescue me and take me away, LOL, I’m such a hopeless romantic 🙂 I do not deserve to be his wife, but only his “white bred gook pig”, as he so aptly calls me, and yet I will be content because I’m in such deep passionate love for him, and the more I love him, the more I not just resent but also despise my chink husband. A chink man only knows how to treat women like slaves so he is incapable of seeing another woman as a human being with feelings or sexual desires. A chink man can only think of women as whores, so he thinks giving me money will make me love him. A chink man still want to keep Asian women in cages and locks and he is scared to death when he sees Asian women making decisions and demanding freedom, especially and most importantly, sexual freedom. So all those chink men are furious when they see Asian women doing porn and they say those Asian women are “degrading” themselves or are being “fetishized” by White men, when in fact those Asian women CHOOSE to be “degraded” by White men, and we CHOOSE to be “fetishized”, because we have freedom now. I don’t find being fucked or even humiliated by my White prince degrading. I do not find degrading myself for White men degrading at all because I love White men. I find it erotic and sensual and I feel proud of the fact that I can provide sexual pleasure to my White prince. And even if this society thinks having sex with White men is degrading for an Asian woman, once again I stress, I CHOOSE to degrade myself out of our own free will! Yeah, it’s impossible for those chink men to accept that Asian women can have free will too and every time they see an Asian woman exercising her freedom to have sex with White men, they scream like savage chimps. And lastly, even if an Asian woman is degrading herself, it is Asian men’s fault because they have oppressed Asian women for thousands of years and they have systematically made Asian women into slaves so that now the slave genes are bred into every Asian woman so that Asian women are incapable of not being slaves even if they were given freedom to choose. The remedy: Asian women must now breed the Asian slave genes out of their vagina. So either-or, you can’t stop me from having sex with White men!

It’s crime, oh it’s a crime, that any chink man should be allowed to ever come close to any woman. It’s a crime against humanity that any woman would be forced to have sex with those nasty chink man. There is a humanitarian crisis in the world, and everyday atrocity is committed when an poor innocent Asian woman is forced to go to bed with a chink man. “Certainly you are exaggerating babe,” you might say, “You are letting your emotion get in your way of judgement.” First of all, have you ever slept with a chink man? If not, then how do you possibly know the trauma that goes with it? Secondly, if you think like that, I found that sexist and racist. So an Asian woman has no right to express her opinion? So if an Asian woman get emotional, she has PMS? I found that kind of thinking racist and sexist and I refuse to accept it. But most importantly, do you know the horror when you allow a little tiny rice dick to invade into your most sacred and holiest temple of your body, the temple of worship dedicated to White god? Do you not know that before the altar of every Asian woman’s holy womb, gilded words on a plaque read:”White Cock Only”. An Asian female’s body is a temple and this temple is reserved for White man only. Anyone else who touches her body is committing sacrilege against the White race. And yet you do not think it’s a crime? That Asian men are violating the sacred temples dedicated to White men.

White men and Asian women belong to the same family. We are of the same race. But Asian men try to separate us and make us enemies. Have pity on those poor innocent Asian girls, who wish nothing but to be free from Asian men’s tyranny.

43.

Only Asian women can properly appreciate the joy of White cocks, because of all races, only Asian women have been so deprived of real cocks. No other race of men are so effeminate, and yet so misogynistic as Asian men. Imagine the horror of being sexually repressed for nearly four thousand years. That is the horror of being an Asian woman. So for Asian women, we especially cherish the beauty and the glory of the gorgeous White cock. White cock is our savior, our liberty, our path to freedom! Praise White cock!

There is no greater joy for Asian women than being sex slaves for White men. Being White men’s sex slaves means being happy, being satisfied, being satiated with gorgeous White cocks. White men’s sex slaves are the happiest women in the world. And I wish nothing in the world, other than being their little Asian sex slave, being fucked, bred, and then fucked and bred again, and again. That would be every Asian girl’s paradise 🙂

44.

So my White prince and his dad have spent two months in Asia and almost everyday they have been getting free Asian pussies to fuck. They have made 50 gigabyte worth of videos of their romantic sexual encounters with those “ladies of the orient”, as the dad put it. Those Asian women were all respectable ladies of high income professions or honor students at elite universities. Dad said once he gets back in the States, he will share the entire set of videos and pictures on the internet.

Whereas previously the “international boarding school of cultural exchange” is just a joke between me and my White prince, dad is seriously considering setting up some sort of business venture in Hong Kong or Taiwan, something like an “interracial breeding facility for local Asian girls”, as he calls it, but it would be operating under the guise of a matchmaking agency, because “There is such a huge demand for western genetics.” “Just to show exactly how desperate those Asian girls truly are, they will have sex with western men of any race, as long as they are not Asian.” That’s what dad said, “That includes Jews, Peruvians, Mexicans, Italians, Irish, Polish, Russian, and even blacks. And no! None of those Asian girls is a whore or even a slut. They are all very respectful women of high moral standards and many come from very wealthy families. People are just ignorant when they say Asian girls are racist against people of other races. Asian girls are actually the most liberal females of all races.” So dad is thinking about setting up some sort of matchmaking agency because it seems the business would be so lucrative.

He even wants to hire interracial celebrities to promote his business venture, like Amy Chua and her Jewish husband, or one of those Chinese actresses and her White husband, or maybe Jennifer Chun and George Soros. But I told him “Just using their pictures would be enough. There are walking advertisement for interracial relationships all over Asia.” And I told him he should also to “Put up pictures of beautiful EurAsian daughters like Kristin Kreuk, Olivia Mum, Kelly Baltazar in those advertisements”. Dad said he will hire me as his consultant! I feel so happy. Very soon I will be able to say “Fuck off” to my chink husband!

45.

Things are happening so fast that I can barely control the excitement. From now on I am to call him dad, my White prince’s father. He will be my White dad and I will be his Asian daughter. When he comes back to the States, I will divorce my husband and go live with him in Pennsylvanian. I have already hired a lawyer back in November of last year, which was when I had decided that I will divorce my chink husband and I had already signed the legal documents, all without my chink husband ever having a clue. It’s just a matter of time now, and it will probably hit him like a brick from the sky. And it will be my revenge against him for stealing my youth. After my divorce, I will take all my belongings, my financial asset including my half of the Chinese restaurant, and half of this house and half of his mother’s Long Island house, and I will go and follow dad to Pennsylvanian and live with him, serve him, and love him and be happy with him and his sons for the rest of my life. We will start a new business venture doing matchmaking for White men and Asian women in Hong Kong, or Taiwan (we haven’t decided yet). And life once again will be full of joy and happiness, of the joy of dedicating my body, my soul, my womb to dad.

Voluntarily, out of my own free will, I gave up all my material wealth, my dignity, my flesh, my “holes” to dad, to my White man, and from now on my White man will be the keeper of my body, my soul, my cunt, my asshole, my mouth and everything else that was once mine. He alone has the right to my womb and he has the right to do anything he wish to any part of my body. Even if he wants to modify me or even destroy me, I would not object, because I belong to him. I love him. My White prince, and my White dad, and I belong together, like a holy trinity. And this baby inside me will be the token of our love, our union between East and West, between the forbidden eastern femininity and the liberating western masculinity, between Margaret and Faust and the Asian man is the devil, between Helen and Paris and the Asian man is Menelaus, who stole me from my rightful owner. My White owner, strong and dominant, powerful and dignified, world-conquering and yet so gentle and benevolent, I love you with all my heart and I can’t wait for the day when you take your rightful ownership of me.

PART IV Asian women’s sexual liberation

46.

This morning as usual I was chatting with my White prince. He and dad are coming back to America this Tuesday, at which point, if everything goes as planned, I will file the papers to divorce my husband and I will pack my things to go live with dad, and we will plan on setting up a matchmaking agency for White men and Asian women (they are now thinking about calling it the “Joy Luck Club of Interracial Love”; I don’t know how serious they are, but I really don’t care about making money because I have plenty money of my own), and once again my White prince was having sex with yet another Asian girl, and every Asian girl he has fucked was so gorgeous! As usual I put on a masturbation show for my White prince and his lover and watched them having sex. Dad has told me that if I refuse to carry out what he had planned for me, he will easily get himself another Asian girl who is willing to replace me. I feel so sad. I really really love my White prince and I am willing to be his sex slave, no matter how degrading his orders are. Dad had told me he wants to destroy me. He wants to turn me into the complete chink cum pig that I so long had fantasized about and yearned for, and now the reality of it looms at the end of the road, and I am filled with fear. So I will need to be brave, to be strong, and to take the next step over the cliff and achieve my desire. It’s always the hardest to do what one truly wants. All my life I have been taught what I shouldn’t do, but my White prince and dad had taught me to do what I really want to do, to submit to my desires, to let go of my inhibitions, to overcome my own fear, and that is the ultimate goal of feminism, to free women from moral bondage, to become one with nature, to achieve the feminist utopia of sexual liberation for all women of all race, to attain the secular progressive liberal ideal of true equality, so for the common goal of all humankind I must be strong now. I am so excited. My long life dream of achieving sexual freedom is near. Oh I am so happy!

47.

I will be waiting for my White prince and his dad at the JFK airport tomorrow and I will be holding a sign with his name written on it. Would it be weird for a pregnant Asian girl to hold a sign with a White male’s name on it? Would everyone know that I’m holding the seed of a White man inside my womb? The ultimate joy of life is growing inside me. Joy mixed with guilty pleasure and trembling fear of being caught. People can think what they want, but the fact of the matter is, I think I am doing the right thing. I am happy. And I am achieving my purpose in life, to give the best possible genes for my children, the genes of a White man.

Apparently due to the blizzard in New York their flight has been delayed to Wednesday morning. In the meanwhile I had been getting introduced to my White prince’s family more frequently. So Michael, Ryan and Robert, the three elder brothers of my White prince, Jacob, are all coming over to New York tomorrow and we will meet for the first time. I had already chatted with Michael over on Skype and he said he will bring his girlfriend along so we would all meet together. It will be a family reunion and I will be part of it. I am so excited and nervous too. Besides Jacob, all three brothers served in the army. They are all strong, muscular, like the typical American jocks and I feel so out of place with my puny arms and legs, and my diminutive statue next to their Olympian god-like bodies. I don’t know if I really belong to his quintessential all-American family, but then Michael had assured me that “I think too much”. His girlfriend, who is also Chinese but can’t speak Chinese, used to feel the same way and that is why he is bringing her along so we can meet. I don’t know. Do I really want to meet a Chinese girl who can’t speak Chinese? I have nothing but contempt for those Chinese who have forgotten their roots. I generally don’t want to deal with Chinese people anyway. I like Americans better. I don’t know if I can serve my White prince and dad side by side with another Chinese girl, and especially if she has an attitude, like so many Chinese girls do. On the other hand I can’t go back to my previous life with my husband now. I had already signed the papers and my marriage is over. There is no going back.

On the other hand I do feel sympathetic with Rachael Liu, that is the name of Michael’s Asian girlfriend. I had just talked to her on skype and she said she completely understands what I am going through. She said she used to be abused by her Asian father, who never gave her any freedom, and she remembers when she was in high school, her father refused to let her go out with boys and forced her to study all the time, and her mother even used to smack her on the face for failing to get good grades in school. She yearned for freedom so bad that she often dreamed of someone who would come to rescue her and she fantasied about being raped by the white boys at her school because she was attracted to real men. She said even as an adult her parents demanded her to kneel at the house when she displeased them even though at the time she was already a certified accountant working at PriceWaterhouseCoopers. And she said her parents forced her to date a Chinese man and she was never attracted to him at all. He had a very small penis and he was a complete momma’s boy not unlike my ex-husband and she knew if she had married him, she would be a slave to her mother-in-law just like I was, and she refused to live that life. Besides, she had completely forgotten how to speak Chinese, because she simply refused to speak that nasty language and everyday her parents would force her to speak Chinese and she just refused and when she refused they beat her. She had refused for so long that she had actually forgotten how to speak it. She lived a really miserable life but now she is so happy because she is with Michael now, and in a way, just like how my White prince and dad saved me, Michael had saved her, and actually she is not the only girlfriend Michael has, her younger sister, Jessica Liu, is also dating Michael, and it was actually Rachael who introduced Michael to her. Rachael’s parents are furious of course, but they are very afraid of Michael because he works in the military and he is strong and big and “he can easily beat up my chink dad any day” (her words not mine), lolz, anyway, she said dating Michael was a complete conversion for her. She used to be sad and pessimistic, but Michael made her happy and for the first time in her life she felt happy at being alive. And that is why she introduced her younger sister to Michael too because she didn’t want Jessica to live through the misery that she went through.

Talking to Rachael Liu was a religious experience for me. It was as if I had talked to a fellow believer, someone who had converted from falsehood of the world to the one true religion and I felt mesmerized by her words, and my heart was filled with a warm, satisfying joy of sympathy and commiseration. It was surreal. Her words had convinced me that I am doing the right thing. I am on my path to freedom. There is no stopping me now. There is no stopping the liberation of Asian women everywhere! Our liberators are here.

48.

For the first time in my life I have felt the joy of being alive, and I’m actually grateful for being born. My mother flew in from California to take care of me while my chink husband had gone to his mother’s Long Island house before the blizzard hit New York and now he’s stuck there and won’t be back until Wednesday. He has no clue that I have already divorced him and the fact that he is so pathetic made hating him not even worthwhile. He’s just pitiful. A being this weak and stupid does not deserved to be hated. I had told my mother about my decision and though she admits that she doesn’t fully understand she is sympathetic. Though I had never told her, she know already from experience the pain of being married to a dickless chink. She hates Asian men as much as I do.

So currently my mom and I live in my Flushing house. Yes, my Flushing house. This house is under my name—I brought this house with my youth wasted on that dickless chink—and so I will take this house and that rice dick can have that Long Island house and stay with his mom for the rest of his pathetic life.

It’s amazing that almost a year had already passed and I didn’t even feel time’s existence. It blew by like wind, like the tasteless air and everything that happened still feels like a dream.

Michale and Jing Liu (that’s Rachael’s Chinese name) were supposed to come to New York last evening but was stopped by snow, but technology had made us all so close. I was video-chatting with Michael, Ryan and Robert the entire night and we talked to one another like old friends. They were very happy that I will become their new mother, and they are even happier knowing that I will be sexually available to all of them. They said dad had been very lonely all those years and he needed me as much as I needed him. Michael insisted that after my marriage, they need to make sure that I will be impregnated every year so I can become the official breeding pig for their family, and I will be given pills to give birth to girls only so I can produce beautiful Eurasian girls for them to fuck, and Jing Liu and her sister and several other Asian girls will be joining me to form a poly household for dad (I will be addressing my future husband as “dad” as well, though the boys can call me “mother” if they wish. Names are not important).

But Robert, who is the oldest, said I should instead be sterilized so that I can serve as a permanent sex slave to all of them. Pregnancy will complicate things for my purpose as their sex slave and besides, he said, I am almost 30 years old. Jing Liu will be a better breeding pig than me. I was video-chatting with all of them in the nude to show them what their future Asian mother is worth. Ryan, who is the youngest, said that I should have my nipples and clitoris all pierced with silver rings. He wanted to get me a nose ring like the type you see on a domesticated cow, and I should be branded with their family name on my ass, but all this can only be done after I give birth, to be humane to the fetus. Listening to my future step sons talking in a such a degrading fashion about their future step mother made me very horny and I was rubbing myself in front of them, showing them all, truly, what a slut their Asian mother is, and they too are full of expectations. I said that I will do whatever dad demands of me and I remained in lustful silence, knowing my fate is joyfully in their hands now.

They asked if I know the gender of the baby I’m carrying now and I said it’s a girl and everyone was overjoyed. The idea of an Eurasian daughter, submissive and feminine like an Asian girl, yet beautiful and graceful like a white girl, made all of them drunk with aphrodisiac nectar.

So I will not be the only Chinese girl at dad’s house. Jing Liu, Jessica Liu her sister, and another girlfriend of Jessica, and my White prince’s Chinese girlfriend will all be joining me and together we will build the New Joy Luck Club, a new religion dedicated to interracial breeding between White men and Chinese women. Not only that, but Michael has also mentioned that Jacob, my White prince, will be inviting a Japanese master to discipline me at dad’s house and the Japanese master will train me to become an obedient sex slave. I was trembling with lustful fear as I heard it and I bit my lips and dimmed my eyes, in lust, in fear, in the thrall of hopeful ecstasy. I have never been happier in my life than at that moment, when life seems to offer the hope of joy, the joy of life, the life of being sexually fulfilled and overfilled. Michael and Jing Liu will be arriving tonight and tomorrow morning we will be going to airport to pick up dad and Jacob. I had told my mother my decision to marry a retired professor at University of Pennsylvania or “dad” as I call him, and my mother fully approves and understands my decision. She said: “You are a big girl now. You will do what is best for you.”

49.

It’s amazing how connected we are through technology nowadays. I have been video-chatting with Michael, Ryan, and Robert, as well as Jacob and dad over in Asia, Jessica Liu and her girlfriend in Boston (Jessica Liu is bisexual and in addition to Michael, she has a “girlfriend” girlfriend), and recently I became acquainted with Jacob’s former roommate. Even though we are all physically separate, spiritually we are one. We are all involved in interracial relationships and we share the hardship of being discriminated, even in this day and age, by racist Asian men who leer and jeer at us, for nothing other than dating someone outside our own race, and we share the frustration. Jacob’s roommate said that even in college, sometimes Asian guys would stare at them or turn their heads sideways to avoid eye contact and it made him feel self-conscious. I feel so much sympathy for him. And I feel so sick of those dickless Asian guys who in my opinion should all be castrated and sent back to Asia. Because we are the future. White men and Asian women are the future. Together we will inherit this great country of America. Together we are strong and we will triumph! White men and Asian women will triumph! Our love will triumph!

50.

I am proud to be an Asian whore!

I have never been happier in my entire life than the moment I was freed from my chink husband, never been happier, than the moment when I can finally be who I really want to be. My chink husband had oppressed me for all those years, trying to make me into something that I was not, that he desired, and he never asked what I really wanted. He, out of his narrow-minded Asian tradition and male-chauvinist pig Asian ideology, wanted me to be chaste, obedient, and virtuous, but Asian women need to be free! Asian women are no longer your slaves! Asian women need to be proud whores! Asian women have the need to express our sexuality just as much as men are. All Asian women are proud to be whores. We are no longer ashamed. Being a whore has made my life so much happier. I love being a whore. All Asian women who have the courage to defy Asian tradition and slavery of the mind will find at the bottoms of their hearts that they all want to be whores! It is a wonderful joy to be called an Asian whore, and it is a marvelous orgasm to be fucked like a little yellow whore. I am proud, very proud, and I am unashamed, to say: that I am a happy Asian whore for White cocks for I have nothing to lose other than my chains, which Asian men have used for thousands of years to enslave me, to repress Asian women’s sexuality, to keep me away from my White liberators. Finally, at last, I am free! I am free! Free at last! Asian women are all free at last!

51.

It all started on last year’s Thanksgiving. My last period came two weeks before Thanksgiving day and I was ovulating around that time and I knew if I was fucked around that time I would most likely become pregnant and I had thought at the time that this baby is for my chink husband. Despite all the terrible things I said about him, I guess deep inside I still love him, or maybe not anymore, but I still have some feelings for him, and this baby girl will be his, to be a keepsake, a memento of the time we spent together, and when she grows up, she will thank her mother for giving her those precious White genes, which will make sure that she look pretty and strong, and she will be superior than all the full Asians around her. She will be a goddess like her mother never was, and she will be able to attract cute White boys like her mother never was able to.

So actually this baby girl does not belong to my White prince. Her real dad is probably one of the construction workers, and I don’t know his name. But is it even important? She will have a real dad who loves her, that is, my husband, or my ex-husband.

I know dad—my dad, my White dad—did not trust me, and was wary of my sincerity, and so I will prove to him that I love his son more than anything else in the world, that I am willing to give up everything for him, my every other possible alternative, even my entire financial dependence …

On the day of Thanksgiving of last year I told my White prince if he fucked me I would very likely become pregnant because I was ovulating. I was kneeling naked by his feet like a bitch in heat and, in my shameless lust, I said in front of all his friends that I want to be bred like a pig, but dad was there and he said that in order to have the honor of being bred, I must be whipped first. Even today as I look back at the happiest and most fulfilled moment of my life, I do not regret anything and I was glad it happened, though at the time it was indeed scary. Dad whipped me with a leather belt and it was not the whipping of love which my White prince used to give me but of real torture. It was a joyful whipping and, though painful, at the same time, was full of sweetness. He had tied my hands and feet to the top of a door frame and I was bent in half hanging in mid-air and he delivered a brutal whipping the like of which I had never experienced in my life. Dad told me this was the price I had to pay to get pregnant with a White baby, and it would be worth it. After he whipped me I asked dad if now I can be bred, but he said not yet because now I had to serve the Thanksgiving dinner to everyone. I was the only one who was not allowed to eat at the dinner. I was dressed in a dog collar, a pair of black stockings with garter belts and no panties, and I stood by the side of the table and served everyone dinner like a maid servant out of an anime cartoon—it was the sexiest chore I had done and I loved every minute of it—and during mid-dinner Mike and a gang of construction workers showed up, and dad and my White prince warmly invited them to join dinner and when they sat down and was about to eat dad announced: “Guys, listen up, my Asian bitch here is prepared for all of you. Today she is ovulating. After dinner, we will put her on the table and breed a White baby into her. Let’s see whose sperm will be the master of her womb, and bring her Asian hubby a White gift.”

After dinner dad walked over to me, grabbed me by my hair and threw me on the table. I knocked off several plates and someone’s hands grabbed my ankles and because my back was laying on a silverware I squirmed on the table and someone yelled: “Stay easy, roasted pig.” I really wished either dad or my White prince would have bred me but dad went around to the other side of the table and tied my wrists together while a construction worker whom I had never met before climbed on the table and mounted me like a dog during breeding season. The table shook and I heard the sounds of silverware being pushed against other silverware and also of people’s laughter. There was a china plate squashed under my back and it was broken in half and its broken edges cut into my flesh and the guy on top of me pounded my pussy really hard and he slapped my face and pinched my nipples and cursed unintelligible curses at me as if he hated me with the hatred of someone taking revenge against an enemy’s woman. Then someone sat on my face with his bare ass and ordered me to lick his anus and his ass crack buried my face and I couldn’t breathe. He sat on the edge of the table and put his entire weight on my face and I was suffocating and he let out a loud and stinky fart right into my mouth and I inhaled his fart into my lung. And because my hands were tied together over the edge of the table I couldn’t move. I remember the feelings of my eye sockets being crushed beneath his hairy thighs.

After the first man cummed inside me, dad brought in a garden hose and stuck it into my vagina and turned on the water tap and all the water gushed into my vagina. After my pussy was cleaned, he stuck the hose into my anus and gave me a cold water enema. There was water mixed with fecal matter sprouting out of my anus and dad twisted my hips to the side of the table so the fecal matter dropped off the edge of the table. He repeated the enema a few times and made sure my colon was completely cleansed. Then another man—another person whom I had never met before—mounted on top of me and penetrated my anus. Every time after someone cummed inside me dad would bring in the water hose and cleanse me with the hose. The cold water was like tiny needles sticking into my vagina and when it was in my anus, it felt like a big cold impaler.

The entire night dad and his son never touched me. All the construction workers including Mike as well as several of my White prince’s roommates, on other hand, had each fucked me multiple times and the last person who cummed inside me took a duct tape and taped my vagina shut so the cum couldn’t leak out. Even though I didn’t have anything to eat from that evening, my stomach felt full from all the semen I drank. It was so much more delicious than food. An Asian woman does not live on food alone, but she also need the nourishment of White men’s semen.

I went home and explained to my husband that I was playing majhong with friends all night and then proceeded to sleep in full clothes. I simply said I was too tired. My husband was busier than ever. Holiday seasons were always the busiest and he didn’t notice a thing. He never noticed anything. The next morning he went to work at 6 am as usual while I headed to the lawyer’s office. I took off my jeans and showed to the secretary at the law firm the scars on my back and ass and told her that I suffered from domestic violence at the hands of my husband and that I demand a divorce. The police officers came in and took me to the police station where I filed a police report and was medically examined. They offered to put me in a shelter but I refused. They refused to let me go back to my house and was about to send an arrest warrant to my husband but I threw a hysterical tantrum and told them if they arrest my husband I would commit suicide. Finally they let me go back home and I promised them that if my husband tried to hurt me again I will call 911 immediately. Later that night my husband asked me where I went and I told him that I wasn’t feeling so well so I went to see my gynecologist. Meanwhile I had all the lawyer’s papers hidden in my locked drawer and waited until I was pregnant.

52.

The joy of belonging to WHITE GOD

Very soon I will change my family name to dad’s, and dad has said that since I am now married to a white man, it behooves me to have a white girl’s name as well, and he wants to call me “Sarah” because he always wanted to have a daughter, and he wanted to call her “Sarah” but in stead he has four sons, and he never got the chance to have a daughter and call her Sarah, but now he has me, and I will be his Asian daughter. So I will have an English first name AND last name. Not many people can compete with that! LOL! Those Chinese girls who are not married to White guys are already so jealous of me; many of them have English first names, but they can only dream of the day when they can have an English last name. So I checked online to see what my family name means and I found out that my ancestor was a Norman conqueror! Wow! It’s so sexy. I have never felt so proud of my heritage as when I learned what dad’s last name meant. So in a sense, I am a concubine belonging to a Norman conqueror. My conqueror, my master—he is so strong, and I feel so small in his big arms. He conquered me just like a Norman soldier who once conquered England and enslaved all the women of his enemy. And when I write my new name on my driver license—just thinking about it makes me already feel so owned, so belonged, so part of something greater than myself. My dad is my king, my master, my conqueror. I feel so ashamed though. Does that mean I am relinquishing my Chinese heritage? But I am an American now, and my children with my dad will be Americans just like how British and Germans came to America and became Americans. So this is every immigrant’s American dream, and I am living in this dream. It feels wonderful.

My new name will be kind of a symbol of my ownership. I am the subject of my master’s house. I have adopted his name and his name will be like a tattoo, a brand mark, of my existence, of my belonging to him, a brand mark upon my soul, and I feel so happy—not the kind of happiness of an one-night-stand or of meaningless sex that those silly white girls practice, but the profound happiness of life, the joy of existence, the deep happiness that gushes out of the very essence of human nature—that is, my happiness, happy to be owned and enslaved at the feet of my master, dad, my Norman conqueror.

Besides, my dad and I aren’t some creepy weirdos who met on the internet. If I wanted to do that, I could have done that. No, we were introduced by our mutual friend, my White prince, or dad’s son. So we have had our romantic first time, the nervous meetups and all the cute romantic stuffs like that and which make this relationship so wonderful and this marriage the holiest of all holy matrimony—because this is the union between the West and the East, the reunion of the most natural and most beautiful of all unions, the union of the world!

It’s strange how words do not convey the way I sound. Even though I have been in America for ten years, I still speak English with a horrible accent. So dad has said that from now on, I must learn to speak English like a real American. I will be forbidden to ever speak Chinese again and he will help me to correct my pronunciations, and whenever I mispronounce a word, he will punish me with his belt. I will be forced to either speak English properly, like a real American, or be whipped like a chink whore. No one has ever helped me as much as dad has. The beginning of my new life will be the happiest moment of my existence. For the first time in a long long time I could say that I love being alive!

If there is any little guilt that I feel, I guess I feel bad that I lied to my mom about dad’s occupation. John is not a retired professor at University of Pennsylvania. He is a cook at a community college, but I had to tell that white lie. You know how much Asians care about face. Besides, how can you even tell the difference. A professor and a cook—they all look alike to us: balding white guys LOL!

I’m just so happy everyday now I don’t care what anybody says or how society judges me. I love John and John loves me and I know there are a lot of racist folks out there who think Asian women and white men shouldn’t belong together but our love will triumph all obstacles! Our love will conquer it all and we will inherit the future of America!

53.

I should keep my Chinese name

I have spent a lot of time thinking about this problem. Should I change my family name to my dad’s? Should I adopt an American female first name? If I do, and do both, am I then not erasing my heritage, my culture, and the memory of myself? But I certainly do want to forget certain things, but the not whole of it. On the other hand, if I change my name completely, then that would seem weird too. I’m not a White woman but my name would sound White. Maybe the next generation of Asians will have no problem with it because they will be born with White features, but I still look very distinctively Asian so that probably won’t work with me, and besides, I still consider myself Chinese. My mother tongue is Chinese and there is probably nothing that can be done to change it. So I guess I will have to keep my Chinese name, at least part of it, as my identity. Dad will understand.

54.

I should at least adopt dad’s last name

But, on the other hand, if I do not adopt dad’s last name, it would certainly be disrespectful to dad. Though dad is gentle and understanding, dad is also my owner, my master, and by giving me the chance to adopt his name, he is opening his arms to welcome me to his family, his house, and his heart, and it would be quite haughty of me to rebuff him. Think about it, for a Chinese woman married to a Chinese man, she will never have the opportunity to be accepted into her husband’s family. She keeps her own family name and she is thereby forever doomed as an outsider by the family, she is a rented mule, worked to her death, tortured and beaten all at the mercy of her Chinese husband, who sees her as nothing but a rented dog slave, a worthless property brought from another family, and it’s even worse if she were from a rival family, all the familial feud and hatred will be taken out on the poor Chinese woman—she will endure beatings and torture just because her husband hates his father-in-law. So, in many ways, even being a White man’s slave is better than being married to a Chinese man, because now I will have the opportunity to take on my master’s family name, to be accepted into his family, and so that is why even if I were a slave, I rather be a White man’s slave, and by adopting my dad’s last name I will show him that I truly wish to belong to him. I should be proud, happy, and grateful that I can wear my master’s last name, like I wear his collar and leash.

Besides, it’s so perfectly normal for White girls to change their last names to their husbands’, and their maiden names are hidden like secret treasures after they get married. If White girls do it, then I should definitely do it. So it is proper to adopt dad’s last name, but I feel like changing my first name would be a bit too much. It would raise a lot of issues, like records and stuffs.

I will reserve the name “Sarah” for my soon-to-be-born daughter, as a gift for my dad. Besides, it’s more fitting to her because she will be EurAsian. She will be so much prettier than me and she will be so much enjoyable to dad than her mother, whose only enjoyable part is that she can take a lot of pain and humiliation. She will be young and hot and she will serve dad in ways mother will have never been able to. Besides, she is not dad’s daughter either. She will belong to my chink ex-husband and it would be pleasing to take revenge on her as a proxy to further punish my chink ex-husband.

55.

Joy Luck Chinese Girls Orphanage

Last night while we were watching football dad told me that after we get married officially, we will adopt many Chinese girls from China and then we will go to Hong Kong and set up our business venture. He had thought about doing a matchmaking agency, but then he didn’t want to seem as exploiting those Asian girls, but I promised him that no one thinks that way other than white feminazis who are just jealous that Asian women are stealing their White men. But most importantly, Asian girls choose to date White men and we prefer to date White men and no one is coercing us to date White men and all those Asian girls are actually liberated Asian feminists, and that is why we date White men. (And oh yes! There is a big difference between white bitchy she-devil feminazis and Asian feminists; Asian feminists tend to love White men and see White men as our sexual liberators.) And I assured him that none of the Asian girls feels exploited, rather, we feel exalted when we have sex with White men. It is our feminist ideal to marry White men and humiliate those Asian boys. LOL!

Anyway, he said ever since he read Joy Luck Club by Amy Tan, another proud Asian feminist gal, he has been moved to pity by the plight of Asian women and he has sworn to help those poor Asian girls escape from poverty and he is set to destroy Asian men’s brutal oppression of women, so he said, in stead of just setting up the “Joy Luck matchmaking agency for White men and Asian women”, he also wants to set up a “Joy Luck Chinese girls orphanage”, where we will accept Chinese girls and only girls into our orphanage and we will teach them English and help them get to colleges in America. I felt so happy, so, as we were watching the football game, I slipped off the couch, got on my knees and gently started to lick his semi-erect cock. I feel White men are so saintly, so full of kindness, and it is only right that I should thank them by sucking their cocks. I licked his wrinkled balls and his hairy thighs as he spoke about the horrible suffering Chinese women endure under abusive Chinese tyranny, “Everyday, being beaten, whipped, tortured, treated worse than domestic animals, having cattle prods stuck into their cuntss and anuses, their nipples and cunt lips pinched with crocodile clips, being stripped naked in public, being locked into chastity devices and being chained in cages like dogs …” And as he was speaking, his eyes moistened—it looked as if he was about to cry—moved by the tremendous injustice inflicted upon Chinese women and as he looked at me full of pity I noticed he was also fully erect down there, and I continued to suck, and his precum got into my mouth and though it felt bitter in my mouth, it sweetened my heart, knowing what a kind and compassionate dad I have married. I was about to cry too, feeling sorry for myself, feeling as though I had been abused just as dad had described. I truly felt that every time a Chinese woman was tortured, it is as if I myself was being tortured. I felt so pitiful to be born a Chinese woman, to have been so oppressed by Chinese men and I felt even more pitiful for my mother who is still married to a Chinese man and I also feel so lucky that I am finally free now. I looked up at dad, filled to the brim with pity and sympathy, trying to control the outburst of all emotion, and told him “It is White men’s duty to free Chinese women from oppression.” Then he said that is precisely why he wants to set up both the “Joy Luck match agency for White men and Asian women” and “the Joy Luck Chinese girls orphanage”, to free those Asian women enslaved by Chinese men, and to save those hapless Chinese girls being abandoned by cruel Chinese parents because they prefer sons. And he will do it even if this meant spending all his savings. As I continued to suck his dick, I was crying and tears ran down my cheeks and I said I am willing to donate all my money to his charity fund so we can save those Chinese women from the hellish lives they live. And then he said, we will start by adopting as many Chinese girls into our home as possible and we will start as soon as we get married. So he asked if I am okay with adopting Chinese girls after we get married. Am I capable of treating those adopted Chinese girls as if they were my own? And I said of course I am and I am capable of treating them in any way as dad wished. I further reassured him that it’s better to be a white man’s sex slave than to be married to a chink man, and “Besides, so many Chinese women would rather be your sex slaves than to live in China and that is why so many Chinese women smuggle themselves into America and a lot of them are daughters of bankers, millionaires, scientists, and wealthy politicians and they rather be sex slaves under democracy than living as princesses under communism and there is a reason for that and that is because there is no freedom under slavery and on the other hand slavery under freedom is still freedom.”

Well, I was getting very emotional and I don’t know if I’m making any sense but I think dad understood the sentiment. He caressed my hair and pushed my head back into his crotch and I licked his penis like I was licking a Popsicle and I looked into his eyes to show my sincere gratitude. I felt it was the sweetest movement of my life. But due to my pregnancy I wasn’t able to let dad fuck me in my pussy, because I felt it might be unsafe for my unborn child Sarah and so I let my White prince’s girlfriend finish him off while I went to the kitchen to prepare snacks.

56.

The shark fin soup

Dad and I are going to get married soon and we want to have a traditional Chinese ceremony and I invited my parents, my relatives and lots of my Chinese girlfriends over to have dinner together and dad was excited to meet so many Chinese women LOL! He said every Chinese woman he met looked so damn sexy and he can’t wait to have sex with each one of them. LOL a lot of them are married to White guys also so they are sexually liberated as well and so maybe we can arrange something for dad but we still had to pretend to be prim and proper, like traditional Chinese ladies LOL! Anyway, of course I don’t call him “dad” in front of everyone else. I call him my boyfriend and privately I also like to call him the great white because he is so big and white he reminds me of the great white shark. During dinner we served shark fin soup and my niece, who is from California, said we shouldn’t eat shark fins because it’s disrespectful to sharks or something stupid like that and she got into a whole argument with me saying that eating sharks is destabilizing the ocean and then she said that she is morally superior on this because her white husband agrees with her. I was somewhat offended because it was supposed to be my dinner and she took the spotlight and so I told her sharks are evil because they kill other animals. Then she was like sharks are good because they eat animals that are old and weak or sick and unable to survive, and I was like, aha!, but shouldn’t we protect the weak, the sick and those unable to survive, because we need to be compassionate, and so killing sharks is actually humanitarian because we kill the evil predator who preys on weaker animals and then she was no no no, because sharks are not killing those animals they are eating them and I was like, what’s the difference? If I kill you and eat you, does that mean that I am not killing you first and she was like no because we are the same species and I was like fuck you how do you know we are the same species and then dad was like silent the whole time and didn’t say anything and her husband was like I was wrong because sharks are killing for food not for other purposes like humans who kill each other for evil and I was like yeah, what’s the difference between two humans killing each other for resources to survive and so sharks are evil just like humans who kill other humans and therefore sharks should be killed. It got into a really heated argument and I was becoming angry. Anyway, I don’t care. It was my dinner and I ordered shark fin soup and I wanted to eat it.

57.

On sexual freedom

“The people in Hong Kong described mainland China as ‘di ru gui guo’ or hell-devil-country. As a White man, I felt burdened and depressed, knowing that even in modern age there is so much suffering and oppression in the world, and I have vowed ever since to bring freedom to mainland China and most especially to Chinese women. But you see, Sarah, freedom is hard,”

Dad still liked to call me Sarah even though I told him that I’m not using that name.

“It is easy to be a slave, but it takes the most severe discipline to be a freeman. So we must first of all discipline those Chinese women, discipline them hard so that they become strong for freedom. We will take those Chinese women to Japan where they will learn the traditional Japanese discipline, they will be given daily beatings and they will receive beatings from Japanese customers in BDSM bars, and they will be trained to swallow semen and learn how to give superb rim jobs, as a prerequisite for their freedom. Japan is the Asian proxy for American freedom, Chinese women are more likely to breathe easily under Japanese freedom than they would under American freedom, which, I know, can be too hard and too severe for Asian women, who are used to slavery. Japanese are so mild mannered compared to us rugged Americans. Well, we are the masters and they are the slaves. We have the freest of all freedom. Our American freedom is hard and unyielding. I understand Sarah, I completely understand. And I pity you, because you have been so used to being a slave so much so that you are incapable of living as anything else. It is the brutal oppression of women those orients practiced that made you this way. I will discipline you and make you adjust to American freedom. I will help you. And I will help all the Chinese women. I will take them from mainland China, take them to Japan, discipline them to be the perfect whores, and in order to make them adopt to our freedom, sometimes it is also necessary to use some extreme measures, so that they can be molded to the mindset of a freeman. They will trained by me or one of my sons everyday, and I will invite Japanese masters to train them. Once they become more adjusted to Japanese freedom, we will bring them to America where they will be disciplined for our American freedom.”

I looked at him with a sense of worship and of serene wonderment. He sounded so smart. He is not a cook. He is my professor.

“People think everyone can have freedom when in fact living in freedom is the hardest thing in the world. People who are not disciplined, severely, will always end up living as slaves. Freedom requires the cruelest whip, the most horrendous torture, whereas slavery comes naturally. I don’t blame you Sarah. I don’t blame any other Chinese woman, because your people are so used to slavery that they can incapable of living otherwise. However, it is my duty to free you from your unknown slavery. It is my duty spread freedom all over the world.”

“Amen, dad!” I said, “That is precisely why all Asian women need to submit to White men because they give us freedom. I love you so much dad.” I love him because he is my sweetest master, my lord, my savior, my husband, my White god. He has given me freedom and I am forever grateful to him.”

58.

Asian women are the natural sex slaves for White men

So much has happened in the past year that sometimes I still feel dizzy from all this frenzy. More things happened to me in the span of a year than the entirety of my life. Looking back now, it all started on the first night of last year when I had sex with that old white guy. He was too old and he didn’t have a clue but I knew what I wanted. He tied me up and fucked me bareback. That was the first time that I had had sex with a man other than my husband and though I had never met him again, that experience with him had opened the gate to my sexual liberation. The sweet memory of his semen dripping out of my vagina still brings joy to my heart. From that moment on I knew I deserved better than a rice dick. From that moment on I had already decided that I wanted to divorce that rice dick. Prior to that moment, I had dithered back and forth in my head, wavering whether I truly do deserve to be free, but after that night, I knew already that it would be the best decision I would have ever made and I was right.

It all may seem weird or contradicting to you, but you are not even trying to understanding it. I did not ask to be with my chink husband. I was forced to. Any Asian woman who says she is happy with an Asian man is lying and she is living under horrible misery, even though she herself denies it. Every Asian woman’s true desire is to be a white man’s slave. And it took courage, and years and even an entire decade to achieve that courage with which to exercise one’s free will which I did to choose to be with a White man. I have said repeatedly that Asian women rather be sex slaves to white men than be free whores for Asian men, and no one believe me. People are so set in their fixed mind set that they still refuse to believe that Asian women enjoy being sex slaves. Yes, Asian women are free now, and we love to be fucked just as much as white men love fucking us. Does that seem weird? Shame on you for being so narrow-minded. Think it in this way. Asian women account for the largest number of prostitutes in the world and Asian women are overrepresented in porn as well as ivy leagues. And what’s more, even though Asian whores in Asia cater to Asian men, the majority of Asian whores overseas do not cater to Asian men and most refuse to even date Asian men. Not only that but that Eurasian daughters of Asian mothers and white men also tend to become whores and do porn.

The inevitable truth is—Asian genetics naturally make Asian women the most perfect sex slaves. I myself have tasted the incredible joy of being a sex slave. It feels amazingly good. It is so joyous and sooner or later, people will reckon the undeniable truth that Asian women are the most natural sex slaves and it is all Asian women’s destiny to be sex slaves for White men. But being sex slaves does not equate slavery. In fact, being sex slaves is the truest freedom for Asian women and in a perfect world, all Asian women should be sex slaves. In this world filled with depression, loneliness, and mental illness, let this be the haven of sanity and health, let Asian women freely be the perfect sex slaves to their white men. I knew so many Asian women from ivy leagues who on the surface seem smart, intelligent, super successful and yet live such miserable lives they rather be sex slaves than be females doctors or CEOs. Let Asian women have the freedom to be happy! Let White men and Asian women be what God has ordained them to be. Lo behold, blessed are White men and Asian women, for they shall inherit the earth. Blessed are White men and Asian women for they are the future. Together White men and Asian women will restore the natural order of the world. Let Asian women have the freedom to be sex slaves for White men! Amen!

And on the sixth day God created White man and Asian woman, and God made White man the master, and Asian woman his sex slave, and God saw that it was good.

And God said, White man shall have dominion over Asian woman, and in pain and suffering she shall bring forth children for her White man. Day and night she shall lust over his gorgeous White cock, yet Satan shall imprison her and torment her.

PART V why Asian women love White men

59.

Why Asian women love White men: I can’t tell you how many times I have been asked this question and, to be honest, I’m tired, tired of all the racism directed toward Asian women. There should be a new civil rights moment to make it illegal to criticize Asian women for preferring White men. The toxic level of racism and sexism directed toward me is just disgusting and sometimes it has even made me question myself whether my love for my White prince was not out of pure love. Seriously, people need to STOP criticizing consenting adults for falling in love. If you criticize Asian women and White men for loving each other, you are a racist and a bigot and a nazi-sympathizer. To put the question to death, I have listed a few reasons why Asian women prefer White men:

1. White men are respectful toward women. Compared to Asian men, White men are like gods because they know that women are not property and they respect Asian women for expressing their sexuality, which is nearly impossible for Asian men to do. Asian men at the bottoms of their hearts are so insecure that they think they still have the right to lock Asian women in cages or be kept in chains. News Flash: Asian women are free to do whatever they want now! Stop trying to control our lives.

2. White men are usually good in bed. I can’t tell you how amazing White men are in bed, even the most average White men are so much superior in bed than the best Asian men. White men also tend to have bigger penises so even a below average White guy is still bigger than an above average Asian guy; plus a White man also knows how to use it well, unlike those awkward Asian losers.

3. White men are taller and tend to be sexier. To me, White men are just so sexy and even just thinking about White men makes me horny. White men on average are taller, more handsome and more muscular, unlike all the little Asian guys who look like prepubescent girls. It seems White men in general all tend to be so good looking and so masculine even the plain looking White guys are so much hotter than the hottest Asian guys.

As for those who say that Asian women are being dominated and sexually exploited by White men, all I have to tell you is—go to hell. I choose to date White men out of my own free will. In fact, I consider myself a feminist; like a lot of my Asian sisters, we love White men because we think White men are the most feminist, most gentle and most deserving men to be with. So the next reason is:

4. Feminism. The best way to express my sexual liberation is to date White guys. Many many Chinese girls I know think the same way I do. We see White men as our sexual liberators who freed us from Asian tyranny. Some say White men sexually conquered Asian women. But the opposite is also true, that Asian women sexually conquered White men. Though White men are strong, Asian women seduced White men to bed. So who are the conquerors in this case? However, that is beside the point. The main point is that too many people in the west take their freedom for granted so that they don’t know how much Asian guys still enjoy enslaving women against their wills. Every Asian woman married to an Asian man is selling herself into slavery. A man who does not live in a democracy does not know how to be a real man and does not know how to respect women. Even the best countries in Asia today are still undemocratic dictatorships. So for Asian women the only way to seek freedom is to sleep with White men, and though some say White men conquered Asia, but Asian women conquered White men in bed. White men conquered Asia, but White men also brought freedom to Asia. Asian women are empowered through White men’s conquest. Asian women who sleep with White men, therefore, are feminists.

5. Besides, most of us came to America with the sole purpose of dating White guys. Why would I want to date an Asian guy in America when, if I want to date an Asian guy, I will go back to Asia. I come to America to meet Americans, not some freakish little Asian guys. Asian guys are just so weird to me. If I date an Asian guy in America, that would be so weird, literally all my Asian girlfriends are dating white guys. I’m not talking about just Chinese girls, Japanese girls and Korean girls love white guys even more so than Chinese girls. I used to know quite a few Japanese girls in college and they were even more vocal about only dating White guys.
6. Last of all, because race doesn’t matter anymore. Everybody in America knows race doesn’t exist anymore. This is the 21st century now. People are free to love whomever they want, and if Asian women love White men, all the power to them. Stop trying to criticize people for loving each other. If you are not OK with Asian women dating white men, you are a nazi-sympathizer.

And why does everybody have such a problem with Asian girls doing porn? I rather think it’s progressive and it’s the sexual liberation of Asian women. Asian women are so traumatized by Asian misogynists who think women should be forbidden from having sex but now we are free and we will do whatever we want, and we will express our sexuality through porn. What’s wrong with that? I think more Asian women should do porn, just to piss off those misogynistic Asian guys who still want to control our lives.

So I am really really glad that there are more and more Asian women doing porn in America nowadays. It just shows that Asian women are finally throwing off the yoke of sexual repression that Asian patriarchy has enslaved us with for thousands of years, and doing porn shows all those rice dick Asian losers that we Asian women are no longer your slaves! We are free to do whatever we want and there is nothing you can do! So fuck off rice dicks!

And for those of you who still think, out of your own prejudiced little world, that porn is degrading and objectifying women, just take a look at Alina Li and Marica Hase to see how porn is not only progressive, empowering, it is also bridging cultures and making peace. Alina Li is Chinese, and Marica Hase is Japanese, and though the world tells them that they should hate each other, in stead in porn they make love to each other and they share gorgeous White cocks in one another’s most intimate private parts, in her Chinese anus or in her Japanese pussy—and through porn and their mutual love of the Great White Cock a Chinese woman and a Japanese woman have made peace with each other. Because there is only love in porn, and hate—finger wagging—no. Jesus once said, blessed are the peace makers. So do I say, blessed are the Great White Cocks, for they have brought peace among Asian girls. So if anything, we must encourage more Asian girls to do porn, to make love, not war, to make peace, and to suck and worship those Great White Cocks, together. It doesn’t matter if you are Chinese or Japanese or Korean or Thai or Taiwanese, all Asian girls are equal before the Great White Cocks. And I predict all wars among Asians will be completely eliminated if we make it mandatory that all Asian girls must worship the Great White Cocks and must only suck and fuck White cocks and we also make it mandatory that all Asian girls’ sex sessions be videotaped and made publicly available free of charge. I guarantee you, once this is done, there will be no more war in the world! So for this great mission of a world without war, this new religion must spread across all of Asia and this need to become the new Evangelical duty of every White man on earth. May the kingdom of the Great White Cocks come. Amen!

60.

What’s your excuse for not dating an Asian woman today?

Whenever I see a white man walking down the street with a white woman, I am not seething with anger, rather, I feel sad, sad for that white man who doesn’t know that he deserves better, sad for the way he grovels for the attention of a white woman who doesn’t know how to properly respect and serve a man so magnificent and so powerful as a white man is, because, I think and I think I am right, that white men deserve better than white women. White men deserve to be worshiped, to be treated with the dignity and fear as that befit the most powerful men on earth, and so I feel sad, sad at his ignorance, or his denial, whichever it might be. I feel sad that he does not know or does not yet recognize that an Asian woman is his true calling. Whenever I walk down the street and see an innocent white man being held in captivityby those evil white shemales (all white females look like trannies to me), I quietly say a prayer in my heart, that that white man one day may know and may he seek out, an Asian woman, because only an Asian woman knows how to truly respect a white man, only an Asian women knows how to properly worship a magnificent godlike white man as a white man, a proper white man, a king, a lord, a real man, a white god.

And sometimes I feel insulted, even hurt, that some white men would be so harsh as to say that they are not attracted to Asian women, not because Asian women are not attractive, in fact, Asian women, by all standards of beauty, are the most beautiful, most feminine women on earth, and Asian women are the most desired race of women. So no! Those white men find Asian women unattractive not because we are unattractive but because of deeply ingrained racism that warps those white men’s minds and cloud their vision. Asian women are universally praised as the most beautiful, most feminine, and most desirable type of women, and it is only natural that we should be sought out by the most handsome, most dominant, and most masculine type of men, white men. Abandon your racism and you will see that Asian women belong to White men.

Are you a White man not yet holding an Asian woman in your arms? Then what is your excuse? Do you still find those white she-devils attractive? Do you still think your lily white princess a goddess after she has defiled herself with that nigger? Call home your ancient thoughts from banishment and banish those lowly abject dreams! Out there, out there on the street, right by that corner, there is an Asian woman ready and willing to be called yours, she is aching for you, her heart throbs for the mighty white power that you represent, make her yours, and abandon those stupid white bitches today! Join the most progressive, and most popular relationships in the world today, join the future, and abandon the past!

61.

Asian women are justified to hate Asian men.

All Asian men are racists. If your own father were a nazi, are you not, then, justified to hate your own father, and not only are your hate justified, but will you not be praised for being righteous or “dà yì miè qīn”? But I do not hate Asian men for who they are, no we–white men and Asian women—we are above hate. We come to bring love to the world. We do not reciprocate those racist Asian men’s hate with more hate. We love them. That is why we must chastise them, punish them, and prove them wrong, and, most importantly, re-educate them so that they may adopt our enlightened laws.

So I encourage you, my sisters, my fellow Asian women, to, for once and for all, stand up for yourselves! Stop being oppressed and start to rebel against the Asian misogyny and its oppression of women! Throw away the shackles and chains that Asian chauvinist-pigs have enslaved you with, tortured you, raped you against your will, for nearly two thousands years! For two thousand years and more, Asian women have been brainwashed, internalized their Asian misogyny, and we have been treated worse than domestic animals. Asian women have had no rights, no voice, no freedom, no independence, forever locked away in the forbidden chamber, suffering the most iniquitous suffering, subject to the most inhuman sadism ever recorded in written history. Asian women are trampled like ants under those Asian men’s feet. Asian women are treated like dogs, beaten, and humiliated worse than any criminal for no offense, other than being born a woman. Asian men forced Asian women to lick their boots, to show deference to their 4 inched micro-penises, to clean the toilets, and to degrade themselves in every way possible for those sick, worse-than-nazi, pervert-criminals you call those Asian tyrants. (Is it a coincidence that all the most brutal tyrants were all Asian?) Any Asian woman who dared to disobey Asian men was tortured, even killed, with the most gruesome methods ever invented. The misery of Asian women know no bound as our tears flood the rivers and our Yuānhún, imprisoned in the viewless wind, blown with restless violence round about the pendant world, each and every day, haunting those misogynistic Asian men who have committed crimes against Asian women’s humanity!

Oh Asian women’s humanity!

That’s why I am a proud social justice warrior against Asian male misogyny. That is why, every day and night, until I draw my last breathe, I will, allied with my white husband, expose, shame, and rail against the evils of Asian men; in an holy alliance with the most benevolent man God has created on earth, just like Jung Chang and Jon Holiday, Iris Chang and Bretton Douglas, Sheryl Wudunn and Nicholas Kristof, together we will destroy every last misogynist Asian man, to revenge them for their crimes against Asian women!

Is it wrong, my sisters, that we should not sympathize with nazis? So similarly, sisters, I urge you, show no mercy to those Asian men, though they be your brothers, or fathers, but because they have revolted against the way of righteousness, they have knowingly sinned against Asian women, and by proxy, sinned against white men whom they have offended by desecrating the bodies of Asian women, they shall bear the consequences. They are no longer children. They must learn that if you oppress Asian women, you must pay with your life! Because Asian women are white men’s property. Anyone who knowingly commit sacrilege against the temple of the White God shall be striken down and with fire and brimstone he shall be smitten to hell and burn for eternity! Because, you see, my sisters, you are not just a woman, and your flesh does not belong to you. You are the temple of the White God, you are the bearer of His White children, and so you do not live just for yourself, you must live for the glory of the White God! Your bodt is His temple. You must cleanse yourself, purify yourself, and prepare yourself, for His coming!

62.

Indictment of Asian men’s crimes against Asian women’s humanity

When I was a little girl, I lived with my grandmother, and my grandmother has always told me, that,when she was a child, her mother, or my great grandmother, had always repeated those words to her: “Over there, in the far far distant place, over on the other side of the earth, there lived a race of gods, who has skin white like marble, hair the color of the blazing sun, and eyes the color of the ocean. It was foretold that those gods will rescue East Asian women from tyranny.”

In the old China during which my great grandmother had lived through, a time unthinkable and unimaginably horrifying, women were viewed as property in every sense of the word, and sometimes worse.

The racial hierarchy in Ancient China

There was a strict racial hierarchy in the old Qing dynasty: the ruling Manchus were at the top of the dominance hierarchy, their close kins, the Mongols, were second class citizens, who were beneath the Manchus and above the Han Chinese; and the Han Chinese—who were, and still are, the majority of Chinese population—the Han Chinese were third class citizens in Qing-ruled China. Southern Han Chinese were fourth class citizens. This racial hierarchy extended further into the realm of sexuality. Women of the inferior races belonged to men of the ruling class. A man of Manchu nobility can have as many as hundreds or even thousands of Han Chinese women as concubines, but Han Chinese women could never become the wives of a Manchu man. Han Chinese women can only be to Manchu men what in actuality were sex slaves: their children were not considered to be of the same status as those born of a pure-blooded Manchu woman, and they are considered the female-slaves of the proper wife of the Manchu man, who was always by law a pure blooded Manchu woman, amd who by her very birth was deemed noble and, therefore, if I may use the word, the alpha female of the household, the only nominal wife of the house. Besides a Manchu woman, only a Mongol woman, if she were properly bred, can become the wife of a Manchu man. The Manchus and the Mongols looked down on the Han Chinese as a race of slaves, too feminine to fight back, too submissive to be called manly, and it was taught in the Chinese history lessons that any noble race that interbred with the Han Chinese was doomed to become feminized; so, to preserve the masculinity of the noble Manchu blood, inter-marriages between Han Chinese women and Manchu men were strictly forbidden. In addition, in the imperial courts, in order to preserve the purity of the Manchu bloodline, all women who serve the emperor must be of pure Manchu descent, but all the eunuchs were without exception castrated Han Chinese men. This strict, social, sexual, racial dominance hierarchy existed in China for nearly 300 years.

My great grandmother, whose surname was Li—a woman from low class was never given a proper name, she was simply referred as “Li Shi”, or someone whose surname was Li—belonged, along with dozens of other Han Chinese women, to a Mongolian general.

To say she was a concubine belied the miserable fate she was consigned to, by her parents, who sold her as soon as she reached marriageable age.

Though the Han Chinese were deferential to the ruling Manchus to the most subservient degree possible (upon meeting a Manchu, a Han Chinese must prostrate to the ground, and if a Han Chinese looked directly at the face of a Manchu without permission, the Manchu can order the Han Chinese’s eyes be gouged out), the Mongolians, being squeezed in between the master and slave dynamic, being the inferior of the superior and the superior of the inferior, were often proven the most brutal toward the Han Chinese, and they took their own jealousy over the apex of power on the more inferior race. This military general in particular had nothing but disdain for the Han Chinese and when he had any frustration when dealing with the Han Chinese, especially with the Han Chinese merchants, who were known to be sneaky and calculating, he took out his frustrations on his Han Chinese concubines. Any Han Chinese woman who offended him in the smallest offense were sent to the torture chamber; to him, those Han Chinese concubines were more dispensable than cattle, to be slaughtered as carelessly as pigs in a sty, stamped out of existence like insects; to torture those innocent women in the most devious and creative ways imaginable gave him sick pleasure and everyday, he forced them—all of whom were exceedingly beautiful, young, blossoming of age; their fruits were ripe for love—to endure the most unimaginable torture, and his methods of torture were almost always sexual in nature, such as repeated beatings on their bare bottoms, feet, back, breasts and even sexual organs, tying them up with ropes, denying them any clothes and forcing them to stand in the cold; and after the torture was over, they awaited brutal rapes at night. Torture sessions were all inevitably followed or preceded by brutal sessions of sexual penetration, merciless rapes, and inhumane violations of their sex. Everyday those poor women lived between sexual ecstasy and the brink of death.

Whenever the general wanted to award one of his soldiers or servicemen, he doted out a few of his concubines, stripped off their clothes and ordered them to prostrate, because they were his bondwomen, who must offer themselves as slaves; those women were given away as gifts to his soldiers, guests, and whomever he pleased, as freely as he doted out inanimate objects, and when he wanted to punish one of his concubines for certain negligible intransigence, he sold her to a brothel. And when he became bored with another one, he either killed her or, more mercifully, gave her away to a rival or a foreign enemy, and this was done sometimes as a way to make peace between enemies. The casted away female was to be punished, tortured and killed as the enemy wished. She was the sacrificial lamb on the alter of the wars among misogynistic Asian men.

The worst part of all this was that the children of those poor innocent Han Chinese women were never considered members of the Mongolian nobility. The children of Han Chinese mothers and Mongolian or Manchu fathers were always considered to be Han Chinese. The noble classes must wholly consist of the pure-breed, whereas the lower classes were the mixed mongrel-breed, consisting of many races, Arabs, Persian, Han Chinese, Tibetan, Malay, etc., always the product of Han Chinese women and men of foreign races. The lineage of pure race is preserved through its women. The inferior races do not have the right to brag about its purity, because its women are the sex slaves to men of superior races.

In fact, throughout Chinese history, various emperors and rulers have actively encouraged Han Chinese women to intermarry with conquerors, such as the Manchus, the Mongols, the Tartars, as well as Islamic merchants who came to China through the silk road such as the Arabs, Persians, and any other races of men. In fact, right after the end of World War II, Kuomintang actively encouraged remaining Japanese soldiers to intermarry with Chinese women, and those remaining Japanese soldiers, many of whom served in the Kuomintang army later on during the ensuing civil war between The Communist and the Nationalist, adopted Chinese names, spoke fluent Chinese and simply “merged” into the Chinese race. So in some way, it can be said, the lineage of “Chinese” (Han Chinese) race is wholly, thoroughly, passed down by its women, who were the voluntary and eager companions of men of many, many different races. The Chinese race is therefore indeed a very mixed race, and, according to the Manchu nobility, mixed race is an inferior race. The Manchus regarded themselves as a pure race.

Despite of all this, it was an honor for a Han Chinese woman to be impregnated by a man of superior race. It was a gain of face. Even though her children would never be considered Mongolian like their father, they would still have higher status compared to other Han Chinese, due to their superior breeding with a Mongolian. It was the survival of the fittest that determined who passed down those genes, and it was evolution at its finest: females of inferior races are eager to mate with males of superior races, who proved themselves to be superior through conquest, and so they are therefore more likely to produce children who are stronger, smarter, and superior, whereas males of the inferior races were denied of their right to sexual procreation and thus be eliminated from the gene pool.

After Li Shi had given birth to a son and a daughter, she and her daughter were given as gifts to a western evangelical who had resided in Beijing as a foreign emissary. The Mongolian general told that westerner, John Rabe, that Li Shi and her daughter were “his livestock”. A moderner could well imagine the horror and the pain that Li Shi must have gone through, to be separated from her child, to be sold into slavery, to be referred to as “livestock”, but in ancient China, this was the daily bread and butter of every Asian woman’s life. A woman must obey a man, especially a man of superior race, with absolute obedience, and her duty is to endure torture, pain and suffering with gratitude, as a way to repay the sins of her father who was intransigent to the man of the superior race, and any sign of rebelliousness was dealt with the most gruesome punishment.

“It was that White devil that taught me that I was a real human being, that I have rights and I am equal, that I should be free from those oriental tyrannical men, he taught me all these for the first time in my life,” my great grandmother told my grandmother who in turn told me, “The Chinese called him White devil, but he is actually the White god. He, according to his father, was sent from Heaven to save Chinese women from the devils who have enslaved Chinese women—for nearly two thousand years, and he told me that all people, European men and East Asian women, are all equal before the White God and in the beginning when the White God created the world, he created us equally, but Satan, in the form of Chinese men, enslaved Chinese women against their wills, and now the White God in heaven has sent his only son, the White Man, to save Chinese woman from tyranny.”

“One day, the White God shall rule the world and women from all over East Asia shall be free from East Asian men’s tyranny.”

Songs of White praise

White man is my god and I worship my White man with all my heart, because White man is supreme and his White cock is powerful. Every drop of White man’s sperm is precious, more precious than gold; every drop of White man’s sperm is sweet, sweeter than honey.

Every drop of White man’s sperm is supremely good, because it is a little white god in the making. Let the silly White girls spill those precious sperm on the dusty ground, let the good Asian girl lick up every drop.

Behold, the beam of a star shines through my heart, and a little white god is inside my womb!

What a sight is a White man’s throbbing white cock: it’s so beautiful, so strong, and his cock fills my yellow pussy with joy.

I need White man’s dominance. I crave his salvation at his feet. His dominant power is my freedom, and slavery at his hand is my emancipation. Enslave me, torture me and punish me, and I shall be chaste and free living under White man’s guidance. Because White man is my freedom, because White man saved me from darkness.

O White man’s amazing grace like milk and honey nourishes my soul.

But I’m just a poor Chinese girl, I can never repay White man’s amazing grace. I owe my White god my life, my existence, my freedom, my salvation. I will forever be my White man’s servant. I will forever remain on my knees to worship my White man. I will repay his amazing grace with my flesh.

O White man’s amazing grace is infinite and though everyday and night I worship White man with my body, I will never be able to repay the debt of White man’s salvation.

Every generation of Chinese woman, suffering under the eternal torture of Asian tyranny, has written in her heart of heart, the yearning for freedom, the freedom to be free with a White man. Our toils are gruesome; our suffering is great, but our reward is eternal. White man is every Asian woman’s dream; it was so for Li Shi, and it was also so for my mother, and it is also so for me, and it will so for my daughter and my grand daughter and every generation of Chinese woman until eternity we shall sing of White man’s praise!

Joy to the Asian girl! Her White Lord is come;

Let this yellow flesh receive her king;

Let her yellow pussy prepare for his kingdom

And all the Asian girls will sing of White men’s praise,

And all the Asian girls will sing of White men’s praise.

The earth shall soon dissolve like snow,

The sun forbear to shine;

But White man, who called me here below,

His semen will forever be inside my womb.

Praise White man; praise White man in his sanctuary; praise Him in the firmament of his power. Praise Him for his big White cock. Praise him according to his excellent greatness. I praise Him with my lips and my knees tremble in his presence.

Joy to the earth! The White savior reigns

Let every Asian girl sing her songs of White praise!

“White man is my shepherd, I shall not want.”

Even though Li Shi was merely her White god’s sex slave—she was merely “a worthless chink” to him, as her White god called her, “a worthless chink”, unworthy to untie her White god’s shoes—yet, for the first time in her life, Li Shi has experienced the gasping satisfaction of being sexually satiated and even surfeited, of being treated like a real woman, and of being sexually liberated and even sexually educated. There was magic in a White man’s cock. There was the sweet nectar of life-giving force inside a White man’s cock, and it is a well-kept secret that no Asian girl can live without White cock, for an Asian girl does not live by food alone, but also by the nectar of her White god.

And I am his lamb, his flesh, his slave, I shall gently rest at his feet, my heels under my hip, on my knees, worshiping him. Like sheep I will be domesticated by my Lord and I will wear his collar as the symbol of his ownership. He shall make me lie down on green pastures, he shall lead me to the still water. A young heifer I am, and he is my Zeus. A gentle cow I am, and he is my Buddha. A snow white swan is my Lord, and he is my rapist. My white god raped me, and I was made chaste. My white god chastised me, and I was exalted. My white god punished, and he restored my soul.

Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil, for my White god is with me, and his great white rod comforts me.

Li Shi was taught that sex was not something that ought to be ashamed and that all women, yes, including Asian women—Chinese women, Japanese women, Korean women—all have the right to enjoy sex as much as White European women. Li Shi was taught for the first time that there is something called anal sex; sexual education was considered a taboo by the traditional Asian patriarchy; and it was the first time that Li Shi had derived sexual pleasure from being tortured; Li shi had only known pain and suffering at the hands of her Mongol general, but it was a White man who taught her to derive joy from torture, and more importantly, White man’s torture was sweet and consensual. Li Shi had learned the art of BDSM, and it was liberating and emancipating. Li Shi had learned to differentiate between cruel torture of Asian misogny from the joyful torture of consensual pleasure. Her White god John Rabe was the avant-garde intellectual of his time, who perused the books of Foucault, de Sade, Freud, and Nietzsche.

PART VI The ghost of Iris Chang speaks

63.

“My Dear fellow suffering Asian women, victims of thousand years of cruel, brutal, sadistic Asian patriarchy:

“Forever remember the crimes Asian men committed against Asian women! Never forget the Rape of Nanking. Never forget the tortures and rapes of women during Cultural Revolution. Never forget the Rape of Peking during Qing Dynasty. Never forget the Rape of Nanking again during Ming Dynasty which was done by Li Zicheng. Never forget the Rape of JingKang during Song Dynasty. In all those recorded history periods, millions upon millions of Asian women were brutally raped, tortured, and killed by various kinds of Asian men!

“And that is why I married a White man, to forever remember the crimes those Asian men had, have and will have, committed against Asian women! As I have documented in my world famous book, Rape of Nanking, The Forgotten Asian Holocaust, before White men’s arrival, Asian women were routinely being tortured, raped, mutilated, sold into sexual slavery, put into tight bondage, branded like cattle, stripped naked in broad daylight on crowded streets, humiliated, and killed, for no other reason than simply for being born an Asian woman!, for no other reason than to simply provide sick, sick amusement for those sadistic Asian men! Japanese men, Chinese men, Vietnamese men, Mongolian men, Korean men, Filipino men, Indonesian men (see riots of 1998), Manchu men, Jurchen men, etc. etc. etc. They have all committed crimes against Asian women! Every single Asian man is the descendant of an Asian misogynist and rapist! Every single Asian man has sinned against Asian woman! They have each and every one of them committed crimes worse than ten thousand Holocausts. Asian women are the most pitiful slaves of those misogynistic Asian men, FOR NEARLY 5000 years! 5000 years of torture and rape at the hands of pure evil!

“Oh, my dear White god, how I pity, how my heart is filled with sadness whenever I hear an Asian woman who thinks it’s OK with date an Asian man. How dare you! Is there no White man left for you to love that you must love the descendants of monsters that is the product of rape and torture and crimes against Asian women, the descendants of Asian rapists! Do you not know that all Asian women were raped by Asian men and that all Asian men are the descendants of rape victims! How could you love a rapist? How could you love your father who raped your mother, a poor innocent soul who could have been saved by a White man!

“Sure, you say, White men are bad too! White men are racist and ignorant. But did white men ever kill and torture millions upon millions of Asian women! Did White men nail your mother’s vagina to a wooden bench and slit off her clitoris? Did White men ever pour boiling water into an Asian woman’s vagina? No! White men saved Asian women from the horrors of Asian men! White men saw the crimes Asian men were committing against Asian women and send armies to kill those misogynistic Asian men! White men are our saviors! We must love White men! We must show gratitude to White men for saving Asian women from Asian men! Do you know, do you know!, that Chinese men to this day won’t admit their crimes against Chinese women during the Tiananmen Square massacre, the Great Famine, the Cultural Revolution when millions upon millions of innocent Chinese women were tortured to death! And do you know! Do you know! That to this day Korean men still treat women as slaves and that Korean men refuse to acknowledge that they had enslaved Korean women against their wills for nearly two thousand years!

“So you say you don’t like White men for saving you from the tyranny of Asia, but must you be so racist against White men for having done nothing wrong against you? Has a White man ever sliced off your breasts and feed your flesh to dogs before your very eyes? Has a White man ever gang raped you, stabbed knives into your vagina, and cut off your limbs, as Asian men have done! Have you no shame! How could you be so cruel to White men, who have done nothing like that, and how on earth could you love an Asian man who has done everything evil imaginable in the world against you!

“Asian men once tortured and raped your naked, soft, superior, strong and independent Asian womanly flesh, because they oppressed you, and yet you feel no qualm for loving Asian men. What are you, a masochist? Why would you love your tormentor? Why would you love someone who hates you? For those are the truth, and torture me not with your prickly tongue, for I am already in Heaven, and here I see, in Heaven, every Asian woman is blessed with the blessing of being loved by a White man, who protects and cherishes Asian women, and I look down, and I see those misogynistic Asian men being burned alive in Hell for their sins against Asian women! How could you say White men were not justified in killing those Asian men when they have committed so many crimes against Asian women? Have you already forgotten! Foot binding, bride-kidnapping, sexual slavery, lingchi (“death by a thousand cuts”—Chinese women were routinely being butchered alive for being unfaithful to their tiny dicked Chinese husbands), honor killing, Mongolian rapists who in 1229 A.D. raped all the Asian women in Asia. Have White men ever raped Asian women? White men are not even attracted to you slanted eyed chinks with no tits and no ass, seriously.

“Never forget the crimes Asian men committed against Asian women! Forgive, yes, for our White Lord forgives, but never forget!

“Yet today I weep. My soul should be resting peacefully in heaven, but no! I roil in tears. For nearly 100 years has passed, and yet so many East Asian women are still writhing under the slavery of those effeminate East Asian tyrants. Is there no justice in the world? When shall East Asian women be free from oriental bondage? All Asian women, I urge you, walk around with a tattoo on your forehead that reads “WHITE COCK ONLY”, as a new political movement, to forever commiserate the horrible suffering of Asian women everywhere; do this, as a new way to show support for Asian feminism, and do this, to forever remember the crimes Asian men have committed against Asian women!

“Thus spake the ghost of Iris Chang.”

64.

For White Man is LOVE

In many ways I am just like Li Shi, I was once brutally oppressed, even tortured by those racist, sexist, misogynist asian wimps, who viewed women as their property, who mercilessly assaulted me, tortured me, and even tried to kill me, but unlike Li Shi, who ultimately had to pay the price of life for her love of her White man, I am free now–I was once shackled and in chains, caged inside the iron maiden claws of Chinese torture, but now I am free and I am forever thankful to White man, my White god, who freed me from oriental tyranny. Is it too far fetched to say, that every asian woman owes White man the grace of not living in slavery? If you are an asian woman, and you are have the freedom to walk around and not kept in cages, then you must give thanks to White men, for it is white men who freed you, who gave birth to the seminal seeds of feminism, who enlightened with the grounding breaking idea that all humans are equal. If you are an asian woman, and you are not being slaughtered like pigs, then you must give thanks to White men. If you are an asian woman, and you are not being merciless raped, tortured, and enslaved, then you must give thanks to White men.

Consider this: it is White man who gave birth to the ideals of liberty, freedom, and human dignity–and practiced those ideals by eliminating slave trade, colonial rule, and emancipating the rest of the world. White man’s political system promotes democracy around the world, and actively empowers those who were once powerless, most specifically, East Asian women who were traditionally kept as sex slaves under the iron claws of asian misogyny, and White man’s science–oh! Let’s make no mistake about it, every scientific progress has been the work of White man–White man’s science has recreated the world, and pulled the entire humankind out of dark, self-imposed nonage.

So why should asian women not be grateful to the most magnificent, most gentle, most near-divine man alive? Worship White man as god! Yes! I worship White man. I love White man. I dedicate my body to the temple of White god, to be consumed by fire, to be consecrated like sacrificial lamb, to be burned alive by my desire to serve him, to forever beholden to Him, my White god.

Sure, but you say, White man has his foibles. White man can be too aggressive, and White man in his righteous fury once in a while commits horrible violence, White man dropped two nuclear bombs on Japan, but he did it out of love, out of his love for his asian women. Do you know how many comfort women were saved by dropping nuclear bombs on Japan? Do you know what kind of atrocities Japanese have committed against East Asian women? Do you think any Asian women would rather be slaves to shrimp dicked Japanese men than to be free with White men? Why do you think so many asian women worship White men? Because, forsooth, White men are our saviors!

I sing of my White man’s greatness all day and all night long and I shall never tire. I sing of White man’s good, because White man’s precious semen is sweet like honey. I anoint White man’s feet with my tears and I lick his feet with my tongue, for White man is my god. Let asian women everywhere sing of White man’s praise!

65.

The ghost of Iris Chang speaks again:

The horror! Asian men’s crimes against asian women have not stopped! Each and everyday millions upon millions of Asian women are still being brutally oppressed, tortured, and enslaved by those racist misogynist satanic men, if you can call those scrawny prepubescent boys men! Though I am in heaven, I rile in pain as if I am in hell, over the agony of Asian women’s suffering. Inside every home of every Asian country, an Asian woman betrothed to an Asian man is being scorched alive. She is living in slavery! Inside every window of every apartment complex in Shanghai, an Asian woman is being stretched on a rack and being mercilessly whipped by her dickless chink husband!

Why so soft, Asian woman? Why so yielding and so submissive to your tormentor? Stand up for yourself, Asian woman! For White man is your rock! White man will protect you. White man will be your strength. White man will help you revenge against those evil Asian rice-dicks!

For White man is hard! And White man shall press his hand upon millennia of Asian misogyny as upon wax, and White man shall destroy those Asian misogyny as Zeus shall strike down against an insect, and White man shall win the good war against evil, and White man’s triumph shall be forever destined in his stars!

For White man is love. And White man shall set Asian woman free–free from those disgusting Asian rice-dicks!

66.

Iris Chang’s unpublished interview of a Chinese prostitute in Japan

Profile of a Chinese prostitute in Japan: Her alias is Ayami, originally from Harbin, China, 23 years old, 5 feet 3, very slim, with blonde shoulder-length hair dyed. I visited her in the hostel she was staying in Shinjuku. She was wearing a white mini-shorts and a white sleevless silk blouse. It looked simple and elegant. She told me she was recently divorced and is now applying for visa to go to America.

“The soapland spa I worked in was very upscale and catered exclusively to Japanese men.”

I asked her to tell me about the last employment she worked in Japan.

“We offered very high quality services that were not available to gaijins: full body licking with tongue, semen swallowing, and no condom vaginal cumshot. Spas that are available to gaijins are lower quality compared to ones available exclusively to Japanese, and our prices are also steeper, but the advantage of serving only Japanese men is safety. If we allow gaijins to come in, we would also allow American military which might include blacks or hispanics and then there are middle easterners who have very big dicks or other very shady foreigners from other parts of Asia. There was a story circulating among the red light district here that some Chinese girls were “fucked to death” by American military men. Those American men’s penises were too big for our vaginas, and that’s why most Chinese girls prefer serving Japanese men.

“Yes, most prostitutes in Japan actually like Japanese clients the most because they have small dicks and are always polite and law-abiding.”

“At our spa, each girl who worked there had her pictures taken in full nude by a professional photographer and those pictures, along with her stage name, age, measurement were posted on the walls outside on the hallway entrance of the building, which you can see right after entering the main gate. Over half of the girls were Chinese–the other half a mix of Korean and Japanese–most clients simply assumed we were all Japanese. Something like two thirds of all prostitutes in Japan are either Chinese or Korean, but because we look very similar it is very hard even for native Japanese to tell the difference. The ones who didn’t speak fluent Japanese were obviously non-Japanese, but once we pass a certain level of fluency it’s nearly impossible to tell.

“In Japan, Eastern European women are the highest ranking alpha females, followed by Japan’s own women, Japanese females, who were the beta females and then Korean and Chinese females, are the gamma females, and the lowest rung of females are Thai, Filipino and other Southeast Asians, so it is very lucrative to pretend to be a Japanese woman, if you can. Some Japanese men are also afraid to have sex with non-Japanese girls because they think they might have STDs, and that is why we serve Japanese men exclusively, this way we guarantee that all of us are clean. Disease is only associated with foreigners.

“When I start my service, I greet my client by kneeling on the floor and prostrating in full dogeza, with hands folded on top of each other one inch in front of the knees and head bowing to the ground.

“After the formal greeting I lead my client to the shower room, the first round of the service is a full body tongue licking. I lick every inch of my customer’s body, before shower. I lick his armpits, his balls, his anus, and his feet, licking each body part for 15 minutes. I would have his scrotum completely swallowed inside my mouth and suckle on it and swirl my tongue around his balls. Then I lick his feet by putting each of his toes into my mouth and suckle on it and use my saliva as lubricant. I also lick the area between each toe. Some customers who don’t wash feet often have horrible smell and dead skin cells would be peeling off his feet and I accidentally swallowed those a few times. Blowjob is offered during this time and if he ejaculate in my mouth, we always offering semen-swallow. I swallow three to four customers’ semen on a daily basis.

“There are many many different ways to swallow a customer’s semen. A customer may ejaculate directly into my mouth, ‘zāmen kōnai hassha’, or ejaculate on my tongue with my tongue sticking out of my mouth and then I swallow it, ‘zāmen zetsujō hassha’, or he may ejaculate on a plate and then I lick up his semen from the plate, ‘gin bon gokkun’.

“After the thorough tongue bath and the brief blowjob, the client enters shower, and I start the second round of service.

“In second round, the client lies face down on a mat as I smear lotion on my body and then start sliding down back and forth on his body. The first time I massage his body with my breasts, the second time I massage his body with my vagina. After 20 minutes the customer roll over and I massage his frontal body in the same way, sliding across his body with my breasts and vagina for 20 minutes, and then I massage his feet with my breasts for another 20 minutes. During this time customer can touch my body as much as he pleases; and we let customers to stick their fingers into our pussies during the massage.

“After massage, I put my customer’s big toe into my pussy and move up and down on it for 5 minutes. And we enter third round of service.

“In third round the customer sits in a chair that has a wide slit in the bottom of the chair so this way the customer’s anus is exposed and I lay beneath the chair with my head facing the opening in the chair. And in this way I lick his anus and genital, and I lick his anus for 15 minutes and then work on his scrotum for 15 minutes. It’s like a human bidet service. Not to be confused with the human toilet service, which some other spas with special niche do offer. Our spa didn’t offer human toilet service. Afterward I wash my clients again with soap.

“Soapland spas open to foreigners do not offer vaginal sex, but the ones that are only open to Japanese allow customers to directly ejaculate into our vaginas, and never use condoms. Beforetimes even in Japanese-only spas they did not offer vaginal sex, but then during the 1980s all the Chinese prostitutes came to Japan and started to offer what Japanese prostitutes didn’t offer and even charged lower price, so due to competition, nowadays even Japanese prostitutes will offer vaginal sex.”

“Of the Chinese girls who worked there, most of them are college students who came to Japan on student visas and enrolled in local colleges.

“My customers were respectful and treated me well, and sometimes I get very lucky if a customer can give me a good fucking. Many of the girls have actually went on dates with customers and some even eventually got married.

“A lot people seem to think we are being exploited or victimized, but I never felt that way. I’m quite happy with my life and I can get paid to get fucked really good.

“The worst part of my job that I can think of is the constant kneeling. In Japan, kneeling is equivalent to sitting and many Chinese girls were not used to kneeling. When I first came to Japan my knees were always red, and I felt ashamed to be kneeling in front of my customers but gradually kneeling becomes a second nature. The Japanese girls never had problems with kneeling all the time.

“There are many other small etiquettes in Japanese culture that add a lot of nuisance and subtlety to the exchange between a customer and his servant. When a client is waiting in the waiting area, a waitress offer him a cup of tea by holding the tea cup with both hands and slowly edge to him by walking on her knees. During the holidays, any client who comes in gets a complimentary blowjob in the waiting area, but you would think that customers would take advantage of us and make us give them free blowjobs. I have actually never encountered an instance where a customer gets a free blowjob and then leaves. Japanese are probably the most rule-abiding citizens in the world other than Germans. It may sound a bit strange, but I enjoy serving Japanese men and I wouldn’t mind giving them free blowjobs as a way to thank them.

“Our owner was a member of the yazuka. He was not just the owner of the spa, but also the protector of all the girls who worked for him. In exchange for his protection we allowed him to fuck any of us whenever he chose. The Japanese yazukas of our clan can use the service of any of the girls for free.

“Some might say this was an abusive relationship and we were all victims, but none of us felt this way. We have better lives under his guidance than living on our own, having to worry about expense, bills, but there, we didn’t need to have those responsibilities. Our owner took care of everything and we just focused on serving customers and obeying our owner. Life actually was more enjoyable back then. Besides, I made a lot of money while having fun. Maybe this feeling comes from having low expectations. We are after all on the lower strata of society. We don’t strive to become female lawyers or doctors or female politicians, so we feel less pressure and we do things that make us happy, like being fucked by handsome Japanese men with big penises.

“For an extra fee we offer delivery to customer’s home. If a customer is in our spa and would like to take the girl out with him for additional services, we charge on a hourly basis. Among the girls it is a sign of prestige to be taken out by our customers; it meant that customers were not only sexually aroused but perhaps even enamored by our femininity and it is something to be proud of. I have been taken out by customers several times, by customers who really liked me and would want to spend the extra money to take me out. When we go out with customers, we ask our customers, whom we refer to as our lords, what types of clothing we should wear. Some like exhibitionism and enjoy making us wear anything at all other than a coat, some other have leather fetish and some has puppy fetish. It all depends on our customers what we wear.

“One time a customer took me to a public restroom and made me give blowjob to a complete stranger. It might sounds like it was a terrible, traumatic experience, but–it actually felt good. It was a good pleasurable feeling that I felt. It made me feel sexy and feminine.

“Because Japanese restrooms are never dirty. Japan is probably the cleanest place anywhere on earth, so even a restroom is just as spotless as a kitchen. We snuck into a secluded restroom, I stripped off my clothes inside a toilet stall and placed them with my bag on the hook behind the door, and I gave my client a blowjob as he stood over the toilet. After he ejaculated, he told me to wait inside while he went out and I heard him exchanging a conversation with another man, and then another man came in and my customer told me to give him a blowjob as well.

“Being a whore meant that I was horny all the time and I didn’t have any dignity, and I felt pleasurable knowing that I was degraded. Working in the spa I spent everyday touching penises, looking at penises, tasting penises in my mouth and being fucked by penises, and so I have in the process began to feel horny constantly. When I have days off I feel deprived and though I know I am expected by society to feel shameful of my sexual desires, I’m actually very happy. When I walk on streets, I look at handsome men and imagine what their penises look like.

“Most of the girls were like me, and we constantly felt horny and the need for men, and we felt fulfilled when we were with clients.

“The girls at the spa charged a standard fee and my owner took a 50% cut. Again, it may sound bad, that I was being exploited since he took away so much of what I make, but it’s actually not like that at all. It’s the standard practice in the industry, and it’s still better than to be on one’s own. I have heard of the story of Chinese prostitutes who offered very low price to customers–which was driving the Japanese prostitutes out of business–and the yazukas kidnapped her, and gang raped her over and over for several nights straight because she was so cheap. On the other hand, since I am owned by a yazuka, the other yazukas would respect him and will leave me alone. It is a small price to pay to be safe. It is also better to be owned by Japanese mafia than the Chinese ones, since the Chinese one never really protect their own women.

“In order to become a permanent resident in Japan, it was our rite of passage to become married to a Japanese national–which was the only path to obtain a Japanese citizenship. All the Chinese girls who worked in the soapland married members of the Yazuka. It was like an arranged marriage, orchestrated by our owner and the snake head of the Chinese mafia. Those who didn’t want to marry Japanese men had to go back to China, and most of us didn’t want to go back. Those arranged marriages only lasted two to three years, and afterward we are free to divorce, to remain married, or to go to United States, but in the meanwhile we must do everything our husbands demanded of us. It’s a win-win situation. The Japanese men get to enjoy free Chinese sex for two to three years, while we could obtain citizenship, and if there is chemistry, we can stay married or get divorced after two or three years, and those Japanese men can then get remarried to another Chinese girl who is probably even younger and prettier.

“In traditional Japanese marriage, the husband is the lord, and the wife must always obey her lord in any way, shape or form the husband demands, or else risk being punished. Being tied up, and having nipples clamped with steel metal clamps were daily routines. I was married to a yazuka after my second year working in the spa, and for the next two years I was for the most time locked inside his house, in the bedroom, in the bathroom, in the basement and sometimes in the dog cage, cloistered from the outside world, being disciplined, and trained to become his perfect wife.

“Everyday before going to bed, my husband have me tied to the wooden beam of the bedroom, and whipped me with a belt. He suffered from erectile dysfunction and enjoyed penetrating me with dildos, electric prods, and other phallic objects.

“My husband was a lower ranking yazuka. The highest ranked yazukas married alpha white females.

“On my first night of marriage, my husband had me tied up, suspended in mid-air inside the bedroom, and had steel clamps attached to my nipples, vaginal lips and big toes. And then he conducted small currents of electricity through the steel clamps. I was blindfolded and gagged. The ropes were attached to the wooden beam in the bedroom which would become a symbol of torture for me for the next two years.

“During the two years of marriage he had tied me in many different and creative positions through the wooden beam and he would whip me with a belt, spank me with wooden broom, or shock me with electricity. Sometimes I had my legs spread wide apart like a spreading eagle, sometimes I was in fetal position, and some other times I was lying flat on a small table. My husband loved Chinese culture and before he administer every torture, he would start by saying ‘Let’s now torture your Chinese cunt.”

At this point I interrupted Ayami and asked her if she ever hated her husband who had obviously done some very horrifying things to her, and Ayami replied:

“Well, not all of us are lucky like you, Iris-san. I wish I could be like you to get married to a white man, but it’s very hard to find white men who are attracted to asian women here in Japan. Maybe when I go to United States I will be able to find a white husband. As for my Japanese husband, I didn’t hate him, but I didn’t love him either. I have a feeling that I will find true love when I go to the United States. I heard over there asian women are very popular.”

Thus spake the ghost of Iris Chang.

THE END

One thought on “My Sexual Submission to White Power by Claire Liu”

The_Tall_Aussie says:

April 11, 2026 at 11:35 pm

This is going to be A great sit down and read for this Tall white Aussie after work.

A shame I have no Asian submissive to ‘assist’ in pleasuring me while I read!

Will post a proper response when I have read this in its entirety