Erotic provocateur, racially-influenced humanist, relentless champion for the oppressed, and facilitator for social change, Scottie Lowe is the brain child, creative genius and the blood, sweat, and tears behind AfroerotiK. Intended to be part academic, part educational, and part sensual, she, yes SHE gave birth to the website to provide people of African descent a place to escape the narrow-mined, stereotypical, limiting and oft-times degrading beliefs that abound about our sexuality. No, not all Black men are driven by lust by white flesh or to create babies and walk away. No, not all Black women are promiscuous welfare queens. And as hard as it may be to believe, no, not all gay Black men are feminine, down low, or HIV positive. Scottie is putting everything on the table to discuss, debate, and dismantle stereotypes in a healthy exchange of ideas. She hopes to provide a more holistic, informed, and enlightened discussion of Black sexuality and dreams of helping couples be more open, honest, and adventurous in their relationships.

Wednesday, September 19, 2018

NO, white people cannot, have not, will never experience racism!

In every single conversation about racism, inevitably white people will insist that they have experienced racism and that my discussion of racism, because it offends them, means that I’m racist.  White people cannot, have not, and will never experience racism.  

Racism is the intricate system of oppression, denigration, and devaluation that deems people of color as inherently inferior and that has existed for centuries.  It is not possible for white people to be born into a society where they are constantly told, in both overt and covert ways, that they are inferior merely because of the color of their skin.  White people are NEVER told that their hair, facial features, and body types are not considered the standard of beauty.  White people have never ever had legislators regulate their lives in a way in which they are left disadvantaged and substandard to people of color because legislators are always white, thus they have never lived in a society where their best interests are intentionally undermined.  

·         White people have never turned on a television and been faced with every face they see that looks nothing like them.
·         White people have never worshipped a God that looks unlike them.  They created God in their image, they have convinced the world that God is white and every image of a Judeo-Christian god (capitalization intentional) for thousands of years has been Caucasian. 
·         People of color have never colonized, controlled, and destroyed a nation and its population in Europe.
·         White people have never had their entire history, names, identities, art, culture, religion and history stolen from them.   Let that and the implications thereof sink in for a minute.
·         White people have never been told that the world’s greatest musicians, artists, philosophers, and scientists are people who look unlike them. 
·         White people are never told that their culture, music, speech patterns, and norms are abnormal.
·         White people NEVER have to fear that people of color are going to control and dictate their fate in a legal, medical, professional, or financial institution.
·         White people have never had people of color dictate their morality and/or social norms.
             White people have never lived in a society where people of color have denied them rights as human beings nor have they ever been told that their attractiveness means they have to have facial features as close as possible to people of color.

Because white people have never experienced any of those things, they have never experienced racism. 

A white person who has grown up in a Black neighborhood has never experienced racism because racism is not bigotry.  Bigotry is someone not liking a person because of the color of their skin. Racism is a complex, intricate, multilayered system of oppression that informs everything about a person’s identity, both white and black.  Racism informs how parents raise their children, it’s how one is socialized, it is NOT being discriminated against once or twice because you are in an interracial relationship.  Racism is generational, it’s the very fallacious belief that allows whites to think that their ancestors kidnapping, raping, torturing, beating, colonizing, and murdering people of color makes them somehow inherently superior or that it’s a fact that can be ignored so they don’t feel uncomfortable.  Racism is the arrogance that white people inherent because they believe that they can have the last word on every conversation, that they know it all, that they have a right to silence anyone who disagrees with them.

I know, I know! Saying that a white person is racist is the single most offensive thing that a Black person can say.  According to white people, a white person has to be wearing a white sheet, burning a cross, and screaming, “I hate Niggers,” before they can be considered racist and even then, there will be white people insisting that they know them personally and they are a good person and not racist.  I’ve seen it.  

Aaaaand . . . queue the white person who is going to say that they practice Buddhism or some religion where their God isn’t white and thus they aren’t racist but again, racism is not dictated by one single action or experience. 

Friday, August 24, 2018

"Reprogram me not to be racist."

Daily, I get some form a communication from white men who ask me to reprogram them to be a sissy/to crave Black dick/not to be racist.  Apparently, white manhood is so deeply entrenched into them, they need guidance and instruction from a Black woman to become a faggot sissy Jack of Spades (NOT my terminology, I would never denigrate Black men that way).

Listen up, racist white assholes.  No, I absolutely will not help reprogram you not to be racist.  You want me to “retrain” you not to be a racist asshole but that is clearly not possible because you are conflating your sexual fantasies with being a decent human being.  Why do you need to be retrained?  Were you indoctrinated in secret whiteness school to think that unarmed Black people should be murdered for minor violations, violations that you and your white friends can get away with with impunity?  Find someone else to reinforce your racist sexual fantasies that Black men are driven by lust for your nasty white girlfriend.  I support Black love, Black men and Black women being emotionally mature, intimate, honest, loving, and working together to eradicate racism, not your racist cuckold fantasies that reinforce that Black men are nothing more than sexual savages, nothing more than human dildos that service slutty, racist, white women or fuel your gay submissive desires.

I am superior to white men.  It’s not a role I play and I find your assertion that you need me to dominate you in order for you to see the humanity of Black people incredibly offensive.  You want me to alleviate your guilt over wanting to be a sissy faggot.  If your racist beliefs are that deeply ingrained that you can’t grasp that Black people have been oppressed, discriminated against, and disadvantaged since being kidnapped, enslaved, denied basic human rights, and objectified for centuries without having your dick in your hand, then you aren’t even worth my respect, let alone my precious time.  Go bother someone else who will tell you that your little cock is pathetic and feed your cucky fantasies.  I am not the one.

To all the white men who insist that they need to be reprogrammed in order not to be racist, I say go, read my blogs, my writings, my essays and my erotic stories.  Explore this new invention called the internet where you can find lots of information about white privilege, the fallacy of white supremacy, and racism.  Read a book, read a few, written by Black scholars.  Wait, you don’t value what Black academics have to say so go watch a few Tim Wise videos.  Apparently, learning about your racism is easier when it comes from a white man.  When you can come to me with some humility and respect for my race without it being tied to your racist sexual fantasies, when you have started doing the work of divesting yourself of the fallacy of white supremacy that is not connected to your erection, then I will be more than willing to converse with you about your racism.  Otherwise, it’s not my job, responsibility, or mission in life to make sure you aren’t racist.  That is your job!

Thursday, August 23, 2018

White Male Pathology

Submissive white men are ubiquitous.  Despite society doing their level best to perpetuate the false belief that white men are the original Alphas, that their inherent nature is to dominate and subjugate, that white maleness is the epitome of sexually-conservative heterosexuality, the reality, in plain sight for all the world to see, is that the overwhelming and vast majority of white men are bisexual, hyper-sexual, perverted, and submissive in numbers far greater than, well, certainly the media would ever dare to acknowledge. Yes, mainstream media depicts interracial relationships all the time.  What mainstream media doesn’t do is address the truth.  The truth is that white men desperately lust after Black sexuality in pandemic proportions.   

Before the internet, before the age of porn at our fingertips, people were largely left to their imaginations and speculation about what happened in other people’s bedrooms, about what sorts of fantasies and desires other people had.  There was more than enough room for conjecture that no one else in the entire world had the same erotic proclivities as you, that you were alone in your desires and curiosities.  The internet, smart phones, tube sites, social media, and dating apps changed all that.  One didn’t have to feel alone any longer, isolated in that they were the only person who is aroused by a particular kink that seemed obscure or abnormal.  What didn’t change with the advent of daily porn consumption was the secrecy, shame, and lies that surrounded the very mention of the word sex in larger society. 

At first, white men were satisfied to merely look at interracial porn to, you know, “see if the myth is true.” Their initial interracial curiosity evolved, however.  Eventually white men started imagining themselves in place of the white women getting fucked by big, thick, long, strong, Ebony dicks.   They began lusting after the big, black cock for themselves.

But white men are not supposed to be gay, and they are certainly not supposed to be gay to Black men so in order to compensate in their minds, in order for their own homosexual lust for big, Black dicks to make sense to them, they started to embrace being sissies and crossdressers in staggering numbers.   White men have embraced dressing and acting like white women in outrageous numbers in order to validate the fact that they want to be degraded, humiliated, used, and abused at the hands of Black men in the same way they have fantasized about their wives and girlfriends being objectified for years.  They have co-opted transgenderism to excuse their homosexual lust for Black men.  

What sort of white man would ever admit that he wants his wife to get fucked by a Black man, or that he wants to look at a Black man’s foot-long cock going in and out of her well-used asshole, or that he wants to suck that big black cock clean after she gets rammed hard and deep, let alone that he wants to get fucked so hard by a Black man that his asspussy gapes open like a blooming onion at . . . well . . . the chain of restaurants that sells blooming onions?  None of them will admit it in public but all white men want that and more.  White men are OBSESSED with Black sexuality despite being raised, socialized, and brainwashed to believe in the inherent inferiority of Blacks. That’s how deep racism runs in this country.  White men are socializing and interacting with their friends and family, their coworkers and associates, telling racist jokes, degrading any efforts for social equality from Black people, and CONVINCED beyond all reasonable doubt that they are the ONLY white male, the only one in existence in the entire Universe who obsessively lusts after the larger than average genitalia of Black men.  

In commercial porn, white men are always depicted as dominant and aggressive, white women are always the objects for men’s pleasure, little more than receptacles for cum.  Commercial porn shows white men spitting on, slapping, choking, and violating women, not riding big black dildos the size of fire extinguishers or begging to be gangbanged by groups of well-hung ghetto inhabitants.  Amateur porn shows a more realistic and accurate version of white male sexuality, it is replete with homemade videos of real white men showing how deviant they really are.  Commercial porn white men’s false sense of superiority and masks their insecurities and low self-esteem by portraying white men degrading and using women as if women were genetically predisposed to being submissive.   Commercial porn is little more than white men’s lame attempt to hide their shame in not being well-endowed like Black men, at not having the charisma, stamina, and inherent sensuality and sexuality of Black men, and obscuring their inherent need to experience sex at its most base, vile, and filthy level. Commercial porn reflects the sick need for white men to portray themselves as oppressors when they actually desire to be objectified.  

Because society is incapable of having informed, realistic conversations about sex and race, white men are left to create their own online dialogue about the nature of sex and to create a narrative where they are able to validate their preferences without any pesky reason or logic interfering with their quest for sexual gratification.  It is white men who are creating the gifs that call for the extinction of the white race, it’s white men creating the New Black World Order memes, promoting white slavery, and it is most assuredly white men creating videos hypnotizing white men to be pussy free and become cross-dressing sissies. 

Sunday, August 19, 2018

New Cuckold Story

“Really?  When?  July?  Wow, that’s great, I can’t wait to see you,” was the last thing she said before she hung up the phone.  “I’m sorry about that.  My ex-boyfriend is finally coming to the States for a visit.  We haven’t seen each other in 3 years and . . .” her voice trailed off, her sentence unfinished.  She went on to explain that she and her ex, Thato, had known each other since they were 5 years old in Cape Town.  They were each other’s first love.  He was in the military and couldn’t leave South Africa when she moved to the States so they decided to part ways with the understanding that they would always love each other but they needed to live their lives so they wouldn’t grow to resent each other and maybe one day they would reunite. 
Erick’s heart was pounding.  He wanted to ask if Thato was Black but he knew enough not to, he wanted to know if they were going to fuck when he came to town.  Mostly, he wanted to know if Thato had a big Black African cock.  Arianna pulled up pictures on her phone of their last meeting in Aruba and Erick gasped out loud.  He tried to play it off by saying he had swallowed a bug but his eyes were glued to the phone.  Not only was Thato Black and handsome, he was so dark his skin looked like charcoal.  He had muscles on top of muscles.  His stomach was an 8 pack of ripples, his chest, arms, legs, everything was supersized.  Not like Mr. Olympia on steroids but more like a well-built stallion.  His smile was blinding his teeth were so white. He looked like he towered over Arianna in the pictures by almost a foot.  In picture after picture, they were kissing and touching and his hands were resting on very intimate places on her body.  The contrast in skin tones was dramatic and it drove Erick insane.  And it was more than evident from their beach photos of Thato in his bathing suit that Arianna was accustomed to getting a lot of big hard cock.

That's an excerpt from my latest story.  Want to read more?  Check out the complete story in my Goody Bag.

And if you are interested in having your own, customized, personalized erotic story, written just for you, specifically about you, specific to your PERFECT fantasy, whatever that may be, feel free to contact me. 

Sunday, January 14, 2018

Phone Sex Like You've Never Experienced Before

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Many of you have read my interracial domination stories and you’re curious about me but are you intimidated by me? Are you afraid of what you may become if I dominate you? You should be; and for good reason. I’m more psychologically sadistic, more inherently superior to you than you can wrap your mind around. I am sexually aroused by breaking men of your arrogance, your ignorance, your smug, fucking condescension. It turns me on to see men groveling and crying and transformed into a thing of my creation. I’m superior to you, in every conceivable way. I’ve said it before, I will say it again. I am not a believer in or supporter of theories of Black or female supremacy even though I am Black, female, and infinitely and inherently superior. If I were to dominate you, I would recreate you in the way that I see fit and you really have no say over it. I’d respect your limits but I doubt you have many. I’m a Black Domme, a quite remarkable one at that. The vast and overwhelming majority of you reading this are not worthy to be my sub.
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DO NOT expect sexual/fantasy roleplay when you call me. I will not pretend to be aroused nor will I pretend to masturbate to feed your ego. Assisting your need to habitually pull your pathetic dick is of no interest to me whatsoever. If you are expecting me to provide you with typical and mundane phone sex, don't waste your time or mine and call someone else who is decidely more average. What I will do is engage you in explicit, hardcore conversation about your fantasies and fetishes, we can discuss sex and sexuality in all its facets; I will gladly share my insights into race and display my ability to psychologically manipulate you. You can ask me personal questions and I will answer them honestly unless I decide they are offensive or invasive questions. I will ask you very personal and intimate questions in an effort to get to know you and to humiliate and degrade you. I know way more about you and your nature than you know about yourself. I know things you've never told another human being. If I decide to end the conversation abruptly and tell you not to call me back it's because I find you boring and predictable. Antagonistic and obnoxious assholes will be blocked. If you are intelligent, articulate, sufficiently respectful of my superiority, willing to divest yourself of your inherent biases and racism, decidely and unapologetically perverted and depraved, and we establish a rapport and chemistry through in-depth and honest conversation, it's entirely possible that you will stir my juices and arouse me. The incredibly lucky son of a bitch who can accomplish that very well may get my sincere and authentic masturbation, not faked, not for your benefit but entirely for my pleasure. It will be a privilege afforded to a very select few exceptional callers. Most of you will not be allowed that honor but you can certainly dream. I ONLY dominate white men. Men of color, any color are invited to call but understand that I will not inflict the brutal, cruel type of punishment I love to administer to white submissives.

Wednesday, December 13, 2017

Are Your Stories Real?

Are your stories real, are you as hardcore as the characters in your writings?

I get that question quite a bit so this is my response to all the white men who want to know. 

All my female Black Domme characters speak with my voice, they share my politics and sometimes my passions but they are not real, they are not me, and I am not them. Many of my AfroerotiK interracial stories were written for clients: submissive white males who tend to be masochists and who desire extreme, perverted things. I write stories catered to them, to their specific fantasies. At times they request that I write the story about me dominating them but they don't really know who I am so I use my creative license to construct a character who fits their fantasy of me.

Most of the stories I write are written in the third person about characters who clearly are not me but I suspect that late at night when most white men are reading my stories with their tiny cock in hand and dildo wedged deeply up their boipussies, they can't tell the difference between reality and fantasy. Most white men have compartmentalized their sexuality, meaning the are completely disconnected from reality. They lie excessively and extensively about their sexuality to everyone in their lives, including themselves, so they are not able to not grasp what's real and what's fantasy. I've yet to meet the white man who understands that I'm a real woman, not a one-dimensional fictional character. Most white men think I sit around in leather all day, whip in hand, waiting to kick white boys in the nuts. I'm a real, complex, multi-faceted woman. I have fears and insecurities like every other woman. I have hobbies and interests outside of BDSM like every other person.

I don't hide my identity. I post the same pictures on every porn site I belong to as I post on Facebook. My fantasies and fetishes are open to anyone to see: family, friends, coworkers, lovers, and vaguely curious fans and admirers. There are very few people on the planet who have that level of confidence. More importantly, I don't have a need to lie to myself. There are only a handful of people who even understand what that really means. I don't have to pretend to be someone I'm not depending on who I am with, I don't have to hide my preferences from anyone. I don't have to confess my secrets to a total stranger on the internet late at night.  I've yet to meet the white man who grasps that I can feel a complexity of emotions and that my feelings can be hurt when I'm lied to, betrayed, or my trust has been broken. They don't see me as human. I'm not supposed to feel hurt or betrayal or disappointment; I'm not supposed to cry or have a soft side. I am just supposed to sit around with my girlfriends, sipping champagne and pissing on white men and fucking them with strapons.

White men consistently disregard how their actions will make me feel because they don't see me as human. They see me as a character from one of my stories. Even though I write all my Black female characters as complex women, white men are so used to objectifying us, stereotyping us as Black women, that it's nothing for them to profess their undying devotion to me in one breath and then get a fucking stank, nasty attitude with me in the next.

If I am the least bit more secure in my identity as a Black woman than other Black Dommes, it's only because I was blessed with an above average intellect via genetics and I had access to better education than most Black people are afforded. I also have a talent that most people have not been blessed with and I'm outspoken about issues of racism and how they intersect with sexuality. Dare I say that quite a few Black women are clinging desperately to the false narrative that a long, flowing blond weave will make them more beautiful and that having an expensive designer wardrobe will make them better than the next woman.  I have no such delusions and I LOVE being a Black woman with all my African features.  I am sophisticated, some might say "classy", and I enjoy and appreciate the finer things in life, I do not define myself by material things. I am not a pro Domme who will do what you want for an hour, I'm not materialistic nor am I superficial so I'm not desperate to jump through hoops to have white men fulfill their empty promises to send money that will never ever come.

Finally, I am infinitely and outrageously superior, I am confident in my identity, I am an extraordinary Black Domme. I have the ability to masterfully manipulate white men with skill and ease. I tend to be soft spoken, considerate, respectful (unless you piss me off) and sane. I have no delusions that I'm going to make white men into bareback gangbang faggot whores for Black men. That's not realistic or sane. I'm not a sadist. I'm not irrational. I'm a psychological manipulatrix, it's what I do best.  I understand the motivations, fears, desires, fantasies, fetishes, and flaws of white men better than most and I'm able to manipulate them beyond what most would even comprehend.  I don't have to do that by raising my voice, or making them do silly tasks, or dressing up in uncomfortable clothing and heels to look like some costumed doll.  I'm honest, upfront and sincere.  I can be cruel but I'm not mean.  Most white men are intimidated by me, by their fantasy of me, because they can't reconcile the fantasy that they read in my stories versus me, the real woman. 

Thursday, June 08, 2017

Fifty is the new black.

Trying to embrace aging in a society that worships youth is challenging to say the least. 

Tuesday, January 31, 2017

#MuslimVisasMatter . . . more than Black Lives Apparently

First off, let me be 100% clear.  I know, it’s not up for question or debate, that Trump’s “Muslim ban” is racist, Islamaphobic, xenophobic, fascist, and illegal.  PERIOD!  It is nothing more than his thinly-veiled attempt to make America lily-white again, just like his custom-made, 100% cotton, picked by American slaves, 400 thread count, percale, lightly starched Klan robes.  Non-Christian Trump is, first and foremost, aligned with the sole goal of removing, oppressing, and even exterminating if he can, ALL people of color within these borders to restore it to the great racist, evil bastion it once was. 

I want America to be more tolerant, I want America to be more diplomatic, I would love for my America to be the true melting pot that it was supposedly created to be.  I will forever embrace diversity.  I will fight, resist, and protest any and every effort by this deranged lunatic in chief to make AmeriKKKa more racist again.  When the time comes, I will register as Muslim as an act of conscientious dissent against tyranny and the efforts to go back in time to segregation, Jim Crow, slavery, and the mass genocide of “others” that this country is so damn proud of. 

All that being said, I do find it a bit odd that moderate/progressive/liberal white Americans are more horrified by the thought of Muslims being banned from the country than they are the thought of white cops murdering Black people in cold blood.   For two years, we’ve seen the videotaped evidence of innocent Black men, women, and CHILDREN slaughtered in the streets like animals time and time again and the most moderate/liberal whites could muster up was some luke-warm enthusiasm.   While a few picked up signs and donned BLM t-shirts, more often than not, they deflected, defended, and denied that there could be the slightest possibility that systemic racism was at the core of the hundreds of police killings of African American citizens who were born in this country.   

But I’ll be damned if white people haven’t found their raison d’etre now.  They are shutting down airports and highways, they are boycotting companies, they are united in their #NoBan #NoWall fight.  I just have to ask where was all this empathy and compassion and activism for Black Lives?  I want all those white people who are ready to register as Muslim in defiance of Grand Wizard Trump to register as Black for a day.   I want all those white people to see our lives as worthy to fight for too. 

I’m not at all angry at white people for their enthusiastic defense of the principles that made this country the land of the free.  Their indignation is righteous for sure.  I just wish it extended to the Black citizens who lived here as well.  I just wish they didn’t feel so inclined to dismiss the plight of their Black American brothers and sisters so easily.