calosimoto5:The Slave Coast, Sha Mageb,Western Europe.As she walked along the beach, Sharo
calosimoto5: The Slave Coast, Sha Mageb,Western Europe. As she walked along the beach, Sharon looked back upon her homeland for what would probably be the last time. She was leading a chain gang of newly captured white slaves toward waiting ships that would carry them off to some other part of the world where they would be sold to the highest bidder. She wasn’t sure where she was going. Probably America or Africa. She was learning rather quickly that her new masters didn’t really care to keep their slaves abreast of the larger situation. As the cool see air caressed her newly naked skin, Sharon shuddered. How had it come to this? When she was younger, this entire situation would have been unthinkable. She had never considered herself a white supremacist, but thinking about it now, she had to admit that the idea that this could ever happen, that white European society could be overthrown and overrun by blacks… well, in her youth, she would have found the idea laughable. She wasn’t laughing now. She’d read on the internet about how the race situation in the U.S. had kept getting worse and worse. She saw the riots on TV and the weirder changes, like how black actors and politicians began to dominate the American media. She’d watched in disbelief as the Reparations Laws took effect and white Americans began to lose their rights one after another, suffering humiliation after humiliation. The eventual rise of the Black World Order seemed a foregone conclusion after a point, but all the people of Europe could do was watch. When the BWO had begun to take hold in Africa, unifying the disparate nations with a common philosophy and cultural identity, the EU could no longer stand idly by. The war with the African Union had been a long and bloody one, and though she watched it all unfold on TV it all seemed so surreal that Sharon really didn’t believe it until the war had reached her front door. Thats exactly what had happened earlier that morning. The EU had surrendered days ago, but African soldiers had just begun to invade the burned out ruins of her home city to collect the European war debt. Sharon didn’t believe it when she’d heard about the surrender on TV, didn’t even believe it when the soldiers had knocked on her door. It wasn’t until they broke the door down, tore off her clothes and dragged her kicking, screaming and butt naked into the streets that the reality began to sink in. Now, as Sharon felt the cold metal chain against her sore wrists and bare butt cheeks, looking back upon the smoldering ruins of her home town the full enormity of what had happened finally hit her like a fist. She didn’t have time to dwell on it too much however, as a soldier was quick to usher her along into the ship. Crammed deep into the bowels of the creaky ship, packed in with hundreds of other sweating, coughing, naked slaves, ass to ass like sardines bound for god knows where… there she would find her last moments of peace to contemplate her fate before entering into a life of hard labor as a white slave in the new Black World Order. -- source link
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