17 Feb 2020

Welcome to my blog

Hello there.
Welcome to the blog of TIFFANY, a tgirl in London. Also known as tiffanylondontv and bitch4black.

I am a tall, smooth , long dark haired (natural), insatiable sexy tgirl (transvestite) who lives in S.Central London UK.

I am an “amateur” tgirl , meaning I do not ask for money for my services.

I am , quite simply, as sex slave to Black and Dark Skinned men. Also hyper hairy dark haired white men or muscle bears or powerlifter guys.

I LOVE it when they use me for their needs, I am addicted to cock and serving Alpha males.

Below you will find my blog , written 2012 – 2016.

For many years i started writing daily accounts of my servitude to cock. After a few years , it got too much , so , I started posting weekly instead.
In 2016 my life became busier and I was unable to devote time to carrying on with weekly accounts.
So , although my blog is written in the past , there are SO many filthy stories and pictures to see of this sex slave to black men, they are timeless.

Sometimes the men were sweet and tender , sometimes they were nasty and assertive, treating me like a sex slave , making me do the filthiest of things for them.

Quite simply, I LIVE to pleasure cock and I am always pleased to receive contact from LOCAL men who would have a need for a local unpaid whore like me. i'd be agreat addition to to the group of men you are gathering together who need a slut.
I’d also consider travelling for men , but , you’d have to pay my travel expenses.

Although i stopped updating the blog in 2018 , i can asure you i am very much still around , still serving multiple men per week. They all appreciate a slut like me and often drop in during the week to get their cocks taken care of. i am honoured to do it.
You can contact me through my free personal homepages at www.bitch4black.com
Anyway , I do hope that you will enjoy 6 years of looking in to the life of a genuine sex slave to Dark Skinned men. 


31 Oct 2018

For those of you going to see "Bohemian Rhapsody - The Movie" , you can see ME  in the film !

In the movie , "Freddie Mercury" hosts a party in his mansion.

He enters the party by descending a large , staircase , dressed in an ermine coat and wearing a crown.

I am at the bottom of that staircase on the left , wearing a red velvet dress with a red feather collar detail.

It was a GREAT party :-)  xxx

Here is a screen grab picture of me , with Rami Malek ( Freddie Mercury) from one of the movie trailers/documentaries

2 Oct 2018

Tiffany versus the Government !

Dear Friends,
My blog has been off line for 5 months and I can now reveal, in more detail,  why.

You know I am a pleasure giver to Black men.
Some men visit me just once , some men visit me s
everal times.

I do not intrude in to their lives or ask them any personal questions I am simply there for them , when they are in need of sexual release.

“Mr.X” was just another Black African man who visited me in 2011. He visited me several times, over a short period of time. The things is , I had to ask HIM to stop visiting me , as he was taking quite a shine to me . I felt , rightly or wrongly , that he was getting emotionally involved with me. This is not what I wanted, at the time,  and felt it would be kinder to “finish” with him than to let him carry on down the route of non-reciprocated love.

Move forward , a few years to 2015. Out of the blue a Social Worker contacted me , saying that “Mr.X” was in fact an illegal immigrant from Nigeria. The Home Office had detained him and were threatening to return him to Nigeria. 

Now , most of the men I meet , the vast majority , identify as “heterosexual” with an occasional desire for a bit of fun from a tgirl like me.
The thing is “Mr.X” identified as gay , with a particular liking for feminine men and tgirls , like me.

Now , the law and human rights record of Nigeria against LGBT persons is horrific. There is no way that I could let an LGBT person be returned to Nigeria , and I would do anything to help.

The social worker put me in touch with “Mr.X”’s solicitor and for the past 3 years I have been the main witness in his case and the primary support of for him.

The journey has been horrendous.

My evidence has been so overwhelmingly supportive of our relationship , with extensive emails and telephone records detailing our encounters and sex life that I thought that this would be a straight forward case , over with in a few months.
This has not been the case. 

The UK Immigration (Home Office) department have done everything they can imagine to refuse “Mr.X”’s human right to remain in this country and try to get his extradition back to Nigeria.

We have been to court on three occasions in 3 years , each time the UK Home Office and homophobic Judges have been doing their utmost to trash our evidence and create unreasonable grounds against us, disguising it as “reasonable” . 

Every time they refused us we had to get a Judicial Review, by outside bodies, who concluded that their findings were flawed .  Every court case has resulted in them being able to manipulate the truth , manipulate the facts to create uncertainties, in basic terms , calling us liars !

I can tell you , our evidence was pages and pages and pages long . It was SO STRONG.
If I showed the evidence to 100 people , I can GUARANTEE that 100 people would say “this person is clearly gay, how can you even suggest that he is not ?"

Yet the UK Home Office and the judicial have been vindictive in placing every obstacle in our way.
Can you believe , we even had to employ forensic scientists to examine our digital communications so that the Home Office and Judicial would HAVE to accept that we were telling the truth .

You may think that we are all equal in this UK society of ours , now that “equality” is now enshrined in UK Law. However , the reality is far from that.

The establishment are no where near recognising our equality or Human Rights , infact , they fight to suppress them.

In our latest court case , in the Summer of 2018 , we submitted our forensic evidence and were able to present our case in front of a Judge who had a sense of justice, compassion and common sense.

TODAY I received the Judges ruling . WE WON THE CASE .

“MR.X” was found to be LGBT who was at serious risk of violence , imprisonment or even death if he was returned to Nigeria.

He was GRANTED Asylum to remain in the UK and become a UK Citizen.

Naturally , we are ecstatic , so full of joy and I send out my thanks to the members of The Dark Thrust ( the black men and tgirls whom attend my monthly parties) for their financial and emotional support.

“MrX” still has a long journey , he now needs money , a home and a job , in order to to fulfil his destiny as a wonderful addition to our nation. He is truly a wonderful , enigmatic, intelligent and caring man.

So folks , whilst I am a pleasure provider to you Black African men – I will also FIGHT for YOU , and support you in your times of trouble. 



10 Jul 2017

A fantasy story of mine...... kept as a sex slave

Hope you are all having a lovely summer
i thought i'd share with you today a fantasy story of mine
Enjoy it

I had connected with Master X on a BDSM Fetish contact site.

He was the owner of a fetish store and he said that he had been on the BDSM for several years.
He had carefully studied my own profile and had seen that I had an immense interest in being used like a slut, being covered head to toe in latex – to look like a human doll - and a desire to be kept in inescapable bondage.

He told me he had the same interests but, with his role as a Mater/Keeper, naturally.

He sent me his picture in which he was dressed head to toe in latex and was wearing a latex hood.
He had the body of just an average guy but he looked amazing in his latex suit.
Before I agreed to visit him for a play session, i insisted that he sent me his face picture – after all , I needed to be attracted to him and also to see that he did not look like some kind of maniac.
He returned his face picture and he was a very distinguished and handsome man. Probably in his mid 40’s, just like I like them a “Daddy” type.

I arrived at his home in the morning, where he told me that he had his own playroom/dungeon.
He opened the door and he was dressed, just like in his picture, in head to toe latex. All I could see were his dark eyes and his lips/ mouth.

He invited me in and told me “ Tiffany , we are going to take it slow at first , after all , I want you to like me and build trust in me”. “Let me show you my play room first. His playroom was filled with all sorts of kinky, fetish , BDSM implements but the centrepiece was a huge cage. It must have been 12 feet square. Inside was a bed. “This is where my slaves sleep overnight” , he told me.

He opened the door to the cage and secured it open with a padlock which attached it to a side wall.
“Tiffany , go inside and “test” the strength of the steel bars and where each wall of the cage meets. I want you to do your best to find if there is a flaw , a weak point or any way of getting out. I have deliberately locked the door open, as I want you to feel safe”

With the cage door open , I was happy to venture inside and spend time testing the security of the cage. It was indeed strong and it was obvious that, once inside, there was no way to escape it.
“Now Tiffany , I am going to lock the door of the cage , but you stay outside of it. When the heavy steel door is locked , I want you to test that too , to see if it can be opened or forced in any way”.
I did that and the door was indeed fully secure. I realised that once that door was locked and somebody was inside , there was no way that they could escape.

“Any way”, he said “that is all for when you have got to know me better , for when you have built trust in me and you can experiment with your total captivity fantasies and we can set a time limit if you like , maybe just an hour or two to start , leading to overnight. We will build it up at your pace.”

“Now , let us return to my drawing room and talk some more about your needs and MY needs.
In the drawing room, he fixed me a glass of wine and we began to talk.
I sipped on the wine as we went over our email correspondence in a prelude to what I believed would be “play” time.

After a few minutes, I began to feel a bit strange, it was if I was in the room but not quite in it , if you get what I mean. My head was getting cloudy and I felt very strange, infact , I felt like I was going to pass out.

My body was rigid when I started to come around. I could not work out what was going on. It took me a few minutes to work out the memories of what had led up to this moment. I could recall being in the drawing room and feeling rather strange. After that, I could not remember anything. I was confused and anxious. I could not work out why my body was rigid. I could not move my arms or legs and I felt that there was something solid , pressing against my skin , all over my body. When I tried to move my head , that too was rigid and it felt like there was some sort of plastic or resin pressing against my face. My ass was feeling full too , whenever I gripped on my ass sphincter I felt like there was something inside me.  All I knew was that I was lying flat on my back and all I could see was a dim light in the ceiling.

“ Ahh Tiffany , I see you are coming back” said Master X. “Tiffany , I have to inform you that I slipped something in to your wine. It caused you to pass out and you have been unconscious for 2 hours now. Let me explain more by just showing you what has happened to you.”
The next thing I know is that I could hear the sound of a small motor , starting up. I could feel my body being raised in to a standing position. I was still rigid as I was lifted.
As I was lifted fully vertically my eyes focussed on a full length mirror that was directly in front of me.

In the mirror I saw my reflection. However , I did not see myself. What I saw was a shop front mannequin, of the hard plastic variety. The mannequin was female , with large breasts and a seductive figure. The mannequin had eye holes and I suddenly realised , as those eyes moved that they were MY eyes. I came to the realisation that I was trapped INSIDE this mannequin.  

Master X spoke “Tiffany , you are encased in this mannequin. I have built it exactly to your dimensions but I have super enhanced the breasts and hips. I have also built it so that the limb joints can move and I can place you in to several , convenient positions. Each joint though has a mechanism that I can click in to place , which will make you totally rigid. This is how you are now , totally rigid , unable to move and totally trapped , fully encased and I can tell you now that there is no escape... I have total control over you. “

“I imagine you are wondering what that fullness in your ass is ?. Well , I have inserted a rigid , hollow butt plug up your anus. This means that your ass is permanently gaped and open. Attached to the butt plug is a hose , the hose is used to catch and drain away any waste products that you evacuate. Also , in your genitals I have inserted a catheter. It goes right inside you , in to your bladder. The long catheter tube runs down your leg and exits the mannequin near your foot. Attached to the end of the tube is a collection bag. You see Tiffany , you no longer have control over your toilet functions. Quite simply all body fluids and waste products now run , hygienically , in to collection points , outside of the mannequin. After all , we have to keep you clean inside there , don’t we ?”
My mind was racing, trying to process all of this information , trying to process what had happened to me.

“You see Tiffany , I have been searching for a human doll for many years and when I came across your profile , I knew that I had found the one. I have been carefully planning your , let us call it your abduction and captivity , for quite some time now. You need to know and realise Tiffany , that there is NO escape, this is how you will exist from now on and I have many plans for you”.
“I have another surprise for you Tiffany”

Master X turned his back to me and began to remove his latex mask. When it was completely off , he turned to face me. I was horrified to see that it was not the face of the man sent to me in the pictures. It was the face of a man who must have been in his 60’s. He had boils on his face and liver spots and was , to put it bluntly, quite ugly and repulsive. 

“I have no fears showing you my face Tiffany , as you will never be able to reveal to anyone who I am. The fact is , you have no escape , you will spend the rest of your life, and of my life, as my captive human doll. There is no way that you will ever have contact with anyone who is not an insider on your predicament , in order to revel my true identity.”

The realisation of the magnitude of this situation was kicking in. I was angry with myself that it was myself who had actually asked for it , in my fantasies , to become a human doll.

“Let me tell you how you are going to spend your days Tiffany”
“Firstly , you are to become a mannequin in the window of my fetish store. You will be dressed daily in the kinkiest of outfits that I have for sale in my shop and you will be displayed , on full view, to the public and shoppers who pass by every day. That mouth piece in your mannequin head is interchangeable. The mouthpiece can be left off , so that there is full access to your lips OR an attachment of a mouth gag can be clipped on instead.

When you are the mannequin in my shop window , you will be gagged. No one can hear you through the thick glass of the display window , but , with your mouth gagged , it is just an extra precaution.
The eye parts on your mannequin head are also interchangeable. At the moment , your eye parts are open. You are able to see a limited amount of the world around you and fully comprehend what is going on. When you are in the shop window , on display , the eye parts will have plastic mannequin eyes clipped in to place. They will be semi opaque , you will be able to see out but no-one will be able to see your eyes behind the attachment. You will witness the public staring at you and admiring you in your saucy outfits.

You will witness all of the dirty old men who pause for just a bit too long as they gaze upon you , you will know that they would want to fuck any woman who was dressed like that. Nobody will know that you are actually trapped inside there. The joints in your mannequin body are , as I said before , able to be contorted in to many different positions. Some days I will just have you stood upright in the window, some days , when you are wearing the sleaziest and most provocative of garments , I will pose you in far more erotic and inviting positions. Every day you will look like a slut and turn men on who pass by the shop window.

Although I said that the general public will not be aware that you are a living doll , trapped inside that mannequin body in my shop window, I need to tell you that I have a mailing list of hundreds of kinky men who know ALL about your plight and have been sworn to secrecy. Infact ,they are aware of you right now as I have been broadcasting your dilemma on the internet to them , they have watched your transformation process every step of the way so far. 

Naturally , they ALL want to meet you Tiffany. They have seen what you look like , in human form and are very turned on by your loveliness. They are now even more turned on though , to see you now as this human doll.

At the end of your “working day” you are to be removed from the shop window. You will be taken to my dungeon playroom and your butt plug, waste collector will be removed. You will then be given a thorough enema, so that your pussy ass is completely clean. Your mouth gag will be removed and it will be replaced by a ring gag , which will keep your mouth open at all times and your teeth will not be able to get in the way. Who knows, at a future date, maybe I will even have all of your teeth removed. 

You will be placed in an “on all fours” position and locked rigid in to place.  
Out of these hundreds of men who subscribe to my internet broadcasts of you , perhaps 20 or 30 per evening will visit the playroom. They are ALL going to want to thoroughly use your mouth and fuck your ass hard. You are to drink EVERY drop of cum that these men produce when they explode when you are sucking them, after all , you need every bit of nutrition that you can get hold of , don’t you Tiffany ???

If they explode up your ass in a condom , then they will remove the cum filled condom and pour the contents down your throat. You ass and mouth are to be used to give unlimited pleasure to ANY man who desires it. You will drink copious amounts of cum , daily , for the rest of your life.

The last man in line will also be able to fist your ass and you will not be able to stop him. He will make you loose and sloppy and your ass lips will throb and pout. Don’t worry , they will recover overnight , but , you will always sleep with a throbbing hole, to remind you of your place.

At the end of the evening, I have another slave who will prepare and bring you a meal and fluids to consume. After all , you need proper nutrition as I am expecting you to survive as a captive , human, sex doll for many , many years. I will make A LOT of money off these men , using you as a human sex doll whore. The webcam broadcasts of your use and abuse will also generate income for me.
At the very end of the day , your butt plug waste disposer will be locked back in to place. You will be placed in the inescapable cage in my playroom and laid  on the bed , for you to be able to get a full 8hrs sleep.

Upon waking , you will be supplied with breakfast and fluids and you will be taken back to the shop window, to be placed in a new fetish outfit and your mouth gag and eye pieces re-attached. Your urine and faeces will drain away as you spend another day as shop window doll.

Depending on your “earning potential” , one day I plan to have you shipped to a private surgeon that I know. You will be given huge DD Breast Implants. The breast section of your mannequin doll prison will be cut to allow your big tits to be exposed. Your ass and huge tits will be the only flesh visible to man , from then on. I mean , men love to grab on to tits as they are riding mouth or ass ! 

So Tiffany , it looks like you have gotten what you asked for . I believe you said “…. an immense interest in being used like a slut, being covered head to toe to look like a human doll and a desire to be kept in inescapable bondage”. Your dream has come true !

Now wipe your tears away girl , your new life , your new existence as a human sex doll in inescapable bondage begins right now. Let me just fetch clothing and the trolley in order to move you to the shop window. And by the way , there are already 40 men booked in to use your mouth and ass this evening. Enjoy the rest of your existence as a captive sex doll Tiffany