Black Cat
Posted by ldyraven on Saturday Dec 27, 2008 Under D/s, Dom/me, Fantasies, Life, Photography
When I was a kid I saw something on tv that changed my life. There on my Grandmother’s color TV, was batman in techno color. But this one was different, Catwoman was black. What the hell?
This woman had eyes like my Aunt and lips like my Grandmother; her skin was the same as mine. It was darker then everyone else on the screen.
But that wasn’t all, she had a plan to get batman and the “boy” wonder, and she wasn’t afraid to stand toe to toe with the joker, riddler or the penguin to put her plan into action.
Needless to say the next day the boys were in trouble, I had a secret super hero.
One Christmas I wished I could get a pair of ears like the black catwoman, (the tight suit was nice, but I was and still am to a degree to much of a tomboy).
This enchanting Blacktress of stage and film was the bomb diggidy for me. And was someone who I can say besides the women I grew up around added in a small was to my now D/s BDSM ways.
She was and will always be just purr-fect.
