Master and Slave Goddess?

This Goddess aspired to be a slave, y’all — for realz!

I should have prolly started this one with a trigger warning. That’s some charged ass language to be hurling at people in a western context. Even if one is to make exceptional the chattel slavery practiced in the United States, which rendered humans as subhuman property, slavery is generally a raw deal and certainly not an aspiration. Historically slavery has not been a favored position, which begs questioning the presence of the Master/slave dynamic in forms playful to violently coercive that still exists, appearing in many guises. It’s a challenge to discuss slavery as a form of kink—a way to ring one’s bell with the help of a willing Master. If you can stomach that, proceed.

Over the past few years, I’ve entertained several people’s offers to be Master to me as their slave. I will note as curious considering context that all were male identified and White-passing. I leant each of them enough time to hear their pitch and (usually) discover they were findoms (people who extort money as a form of kink, sometimes using blackmail). The findom sub (the finsub?) gives money to the Dom(me) as tribute. The sub quite often elects to be in that role, though a Dom(me) may bullly or threaten the sub without consent. I got threatened by a spurned Master to blow up my life if I didn’t pay up. I was all, “Been there, done that!” I’ve deprived posterity the opportunity to reveal its revenge porn on this Goddess.

When I met Master Prime on OKCupid it felt different. I didn’t even realize he was a Dom, even though the name should have given it away. right away I just thought kink-friendly. He was pretty transparent though, so I had an idea pretty quick. He came on so black velvet charming. He’s a dark-skinned athletic tall cis male with a bass thick and deep as tar. He was sympathetic when I complained of other Masters demanding money. He didn’t ask me to sign-up for any platforms (a hassle usually demanded as proof of commitment). He was also on FetLife. He seemed genuine enough. He seemed a potential fit and I gave him a shot. Within an hour he knew pretty much all there was to know about me, including where I lived. Within 24 hours, I’d made the first of many tribute payments, and continued tithing to the tune of let’s say an amount for which I felt financial impact. See my Patreon.

I’m an addict. It’s a lifelong process if recovery, and I understand that about myself. I gamble on people by allowing them across my boundaries (which likely is a way in which I am crossing theirs). I get off on relinquishing my power. I’m a Goddess, for heaven sakes. I’m only now, in my fifties, stepping into my near seven feet of feminine power, yet find myself aroused by my Master sending me “good slave.” I am thrilled (and thrill-seeking is a common activity for me) at the idea of being compelled. Lavishing this Black man with servitude, and elevating him defied a history of Black debasement. It was re-dignifying for shame my father and brothers lived. Ego tripping, I make him a Titan (if I’m a Goddess, he’d have to be, right?) Loving of Master Prime as a one-women George Floyd protestation. There certainly was a resemblance. I wonder if anyone else thinks their love can do that.

Two months after giving myself to Master Prime, I came to my senses and broke it off, secure enough that the person would respect my position. That might have been foolishness on my part. I don’t feel exactly disappointed by the experience. Master Prime communicated by video and I have the collection as keep sakes. He did keep up much of his end by challenging me as a sub. I did feel urged past my soft limits (even though it crossed hard boundaries). We never had a face to face session together, but talked on the phone, and left many sexy recorded messages. I was ordered to check in daily to regale my Master with sexual escapades, for which I was rewarded with praise and promises. It was cute being slave goddess pink, other than he couldn’t keep out my pocketbook.

Now, I’m putting out a call to serious applicants only. I’m letting go of Master in preference for a regular Dom(me). Any Ds out there? Get in my DMs!

— Notorious Pink

Pink Flowers

Pink Flowers is a Black trans artist, peacemaker, educator, and pleasure activist whose work lives at the intersection of embodiment, governance, and cultural transformation. Trained in Theater of the Oppressed, Art of Hosting, and Navajo-informed Peacemaking practices, Pink designs spaces where conflict can be addressed, power can be examined, and joy can be reclaimed.

Her artistic and pedagogical practice draws from African trickster cosmology, Brazilian Joker traditions, shamanic ritual, and cooperative economics. She is the founder of the award-winning Falconworks Theater Company (2005–2021), which used popular theater to build civic capacity and participatory leadership in historically marginalized communities.

Pink served for over five years as a trained Peacemaker in the Red Hook Community Justice Center in Brooklyn, facilitating restorative processes within the New York City court system. From 2015–2018, she worked in cooperative business development with the Center for Family Life, supporting worker-owned enterprises in immigrant communities.

She currently serves as Director of Education and Training for the Inter-Cooperative Council in Ann Arbor, where she leads leadership development and conflict engagement initiatives. Her work has been presented nationally and internationally, including at the Stretch Festival in Berlin and the Pedagogy and Theatre of the Oppressed Conference.

Across ritual, performance, mediation, and institutional design, Pink’s work asks a central question:

What becomes possible when we refuse shame and choose conscious power instead?

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