I love the art of BDSM. The ritual. The power play. The language of dominance and surrender when it’s done with care and intensity.
But as a Black writer and reader, I find myself frustrated by how quickly the genre turns predictable. Start exploring BDSM with Black characters and 9 times out of 10, you hit the same dead ends: race play, skin fetish, or some flattening of identity that turns melanin into a kink instead of a backdrop.
What I want to see more of? Everyday people of color stepping into these spaces without being targeted or tokenized. Characters who get to be submissive, not because of their skin—but because they choose to give up control.
I’m also fascinated by the idea of submission without destruction. So much of the “breaking” trope leans into violence, humiliation, or even slavery-adjacent dynamics. But what about power that doesn’t rely on force? What about someone submitting because they can’t help it—because they’re seen, understood, and undone from the inside out?
How do you write or explore submission that isn’t violent, but still overwhelming?
What does it look like to dominate someone without ever raising your voice or lifting your hand?
How can Black kink stories center choice, not control?
I’d love to hear from other writers or readers who are exploring these ideas. If you have stories, headcanons, or personal insights, please share.
Let’s talk about submission that seduces—without stripping identity. This is my first try.
https://www.literotica.com/s/the-unraveling-of-lena-james
But as a Black writer and reader, I find myself frustrated by how quickly the genre turns predictable. Start exploring BDSM with Black characters and 9 times out of 10, you hit the same dead ends: race play, skin fetish, or some flattening of identity that turns melanin into a kink instead of a backdrop.
What I want to see more of? Everyday people of color stepping into these spaces without being targeted or tokenized. Characters who get to be submissive, not because of their skin—but because they choose to give up control.
I’m also fascinated by the idea of submission without destruction. So much of the “breaking” trope leans into violence, humiliation, or even slavery-adjacent dynamics. But what about power that doesn’t rely on force? What about someone submitting because they can’t help it—because they’re seen, understood, and undone from the inside out?
How do you write or explore submission that isn’t violent, but still overwhelming?
What does it look like to dominate someone without ever raising your voice or lifting your hand?
How can Black kink stories center choice, not control?
I’d love to hear from other writers or readers who are exploring these ideas. If you have stories, headcanons, or personal insights, please share.
Let’s talk about submission that seduces—without stripping identity. This is my first try.
https://www.literotica.com/s/the-unraveling-of-lena-james