“Master?” 

“So! How was he?” 

“Wonderful!” 

“How many?” 

“Three last night and two this morning.”

“So are you ready to come home now?” 

“I told Master that I would stay for a day or so.” 

“Master?” 

“Yes! I now belong to him. He asked me to be his Woman and I have agreed. Sorry!” 

“You do realise that to be a Black Man’s Woman means that you are expected to bear his children.” 

“Of course I do. It’s the natural order of things isn’t it?” 

“Only if your husband is a man with a tiny penis.” 

“Well that’s you then, isn’t it cucky boy.” 

“I guess so Mistress."