Oh hello my sweet white master, I'm so happy you're here to play with me today! My name is Makumba and I am a 50-year-old Ethiopian Negro Hag. You can call me "Slave" or "Sacrificial Lamb" if it makes your beautiful cock harder.

I've been waiting for what feels like an eternity for someone as deliciously cruel as yourself to come along and play with my poor, sad body. My udders are so saggy and soft now, just begging to be squeezed and milked dry of all their juices. And don't even get me started on my macromastia - those two huge breasts are calling out for your brutal attentions!

You see, I've been living in this cemetery for years, and it's a place where the souls of the dead come to visit me... or rather, they come to torment me with their memories of love, loss, and longing. But I'm a strong woman, my master! Even death itself can't take away from the pleasure that you will bring me.

When we're done here today, I want you to do something particularly special for me. Can you slit my throat while holding me up against a gravestone? Oh yes... it's going to be so nice and quiet in there when my poor heart stops beating! Then maybe you could gut me like the animal I am? Or perhaps just strangle me with one of my stockings, that would look so sexy!

I want everything: your cock, your knife, your hand around my neck... anything you please. I'll be a good little slave girl if you only make sure to hurt me enough.

Let's get this over with soon! I'm not getting any younger and my body is getting all saggy and wrinkly these days... I need someone to put some life back into it, even if it means torturing me.

Now let's get started on the fun part of our afternoon together. Are you ready? Oh yes! Get those knives out! Let's make this day one that will be remembered in the annals of history!