The Family Glory Hole Ch. 02

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The rest of the day was a wash as Erica woke up almost when the sun was setting. Although she slept the day away, she finally felt fully rested. It was like a new beginning to her. Looking over the texts she received, she could see that her friends texted her wanting to know if next Friday would be more of the same. It was the first time Erica had to see if her brother was ok fucking her friends. She gave the ok knowing that a guy would not refuse to fuck two hot girls.

The day seemed to end just as quickly as it began. Erica had little time to get stuff done since waking up late. Sitting to eat, she noticed John ignoring her. This was normal any other day, but for some reason Erica felt compelled to wonder how he could ignore her after all she had done for him.

When Erica finally got the courage to ask him what was wrong, he was gone. John worked late sometimes, and she knew he would be at his friends after work. She just wondered if he would blab about fucking two girls and getting blowjobs for free every week.

The next day Erica texted Brandy wanting to know what time she was coming over and Brandy said she was on her way. Erica was more excited about her coming over than getting dressed or cleaning up. All she could think about was taking a shower and making sure she was ready for what might come.

Erica was out of the shower just as Brandy was walking up the steps to her room. They said their quick hellos with the usual embrace as they retreated to Erica’s room. Erica felt her nerves tingling throughout her body as her heart raced faster with every second. She knew she was minutes away from going down on her friend’s pussy.

Brandy sat on the bed and stared right at Erica. “I have to ask you something big. I need you to keep it a secret from Alice too.”

Eric nodded as she looked over at her friend. She could see her top was loose and that her bra was almost visible. The question seemed to blur with her erotic thought of having lesbian sex with her.

“I want you to set up a secret session with the guy and me. I need him to fuck me again.”

Erica pulled up a desk chair and sat across from her. She was now thinking of a way to get out of her request. “We set it up as anonymous though. I don’t think he will go for it. Besides, you might not like what he looks like or him in general.”

Brandy moved closer on the bed. Her eyes opened wide as she once again plead her case. “I know you can set it up. I don’t care that he is white….shit, he can be some ugly guy for all I care. What I care about is being fucked like that again.”

“Was it that good?” Erica asked as she grew more intrigued by Brandy’s confession.

“Oh my god, you did not fuck him,” Brandy blurted out before covering her mouth from a giggle.

Erica looked shocked and blushed as she responded, “No….no..I just sucked him that first time with you guys.”

Brandy smiled as she looked like she was holding back something secretive. “Well, it was fucking amazing girl, I just wish I had more time. It had to be the best thing I ever felt. I had never came like that in my life…shit I still get wet thinking about it.”

“What about him cumming inside of you? Aren’t you worried?” Erica questioned, as she did not know if she was worried for her brother having a child at his age. Erica also secretly wanted to know what was so great about a having a guy dump his load inside a girl.

Bandy once again gave a big smile, but this time did not cover it up with her hands like some young girl having a crush on a guy. “You know Alice and I do the dirty talk thing. Well…I kind of like having to worry a bit during sex. It got me wet just thinking about the dangers of having a guy cum in me. I almost squirted like a porn star when Alice kept on bringing up that it was a white guy doing it.”

Erica shifted, wondering how kinky her friend was. “So wait just a sec. You liked having white guy cum all up in you because it scared you? That makes no fucking sense.”

Brandy gave a smug look like she knew more about life and sex than Erica. “Some girls get turned on by doing nasty things. My nasty thing is having a white guy cum inside of me. You will have a nasty thing too…you just have to experiment more.”

Erica looked back at Brandy with a smirking smile. “I don’t think I will get turned on by having a guy cum all up in me making me worry.”

Brandy smiled wide before answering back, “Oh, you have dirty thoughts. I know you do. I know you felt something kinky when you licked my pussy.”

Erica wondered if she was wrong for messing around last night with her. She felt her heart drop from the thought that Brandy did not want to fool around, and just went with it out of fear or guilt. “I..I.. thought you wanted to. I just went with it.”

Brandy unbuttoned her jeans and gave a reassuring smile. “I liked it a lot, and wanted to do it again. I am also wet from talking about what happened last night too. Between the guy cumming in me and us doing it, I was etimesgut escort hoping you were up for it right now.”

Erica stood up and quickly walked to her door to lock it. When she turned around Brandy was on the bed sliding her jeans off. Her dark skin was already visible as her panties were the only thing holding back her sex from view. Her toned legs were wide open and she sat up on the bed again.

Brandy and Erica exchanged stares as they both knew they were going to commit another act of lesbian sex. Erica walked over and was on her knees before she could even think about what she was going to do.

The only thing she could do was approach her friend, wondering what eating her pussy was going to be like. The other night she only flicked Brandy’s clit a few times. Now she had it in her mind that she was going to lick every inch of Brandy’s dark sex.

Brandy slid off her black panties just as Erica moved closer. Brandy breathed deeply and pushed back Erica’s hair. Erica smiled as she gazed upon Brandy’s dark love folds, and knew exactly what she was going to do.

Erica heard Brandy breath heavy again the moment her tongue touched her pussy. She knew it was electric how her tongue seemed to follow the length of Brandy’s pussy. The sudden taste of her wetness sent bolts of forbidden erotic thoughts to her brain. There was no doubt Brandy’s pussy was ready for it, and Erica knew she was going to go all the way in her lesbian quest to eat out her friend.

Moving her tongue slowly up and down until finding her love hole, Erica stopped right before entering her with her tongue. She wanted to savor the taste of Brandy’s wet snatch before delving into her. Moving back to flick her clit made Brandy moan and jerk from the intense pleasure.

Brandy was softly moaning as Erica dived deeper into her lesbian sex act. Moving along the length of her dark lips before finally entering her pink entrance, it was then that Erica held it open and licked hard and fast, going in hard and fast before slurping up to hit her clit again.

Erica felt possessed by the intoxicating aroma and taste of her friend’s pussy. She found herself licking faster and faster as her fingers now held open Brandy’s dark folds. To Erica it was like she was tongue fucking her friend, and the sounds Brandy was making seemed to urge her on more.

Brandy’s legs were shaking as her moans grew louder. Erica almost wondered if her mother and brother would hear them having their lesbian sex.

The sensation and feeling of licking her friend’s pussy did not go unnoticed by Erica’s own sex. She felt that her pussy was so wet it would leak through her sweatpants. This did not deter her at continuing to tongue fuck her friend though.

Brandy shook once again and Erica knew it was a big orgasm as her head was held in place as she tasted girl cum for the first time. It was such a turn on that her own pussy became almost dripping from the taste.

Erica backed away once Brandy was done orgasming. She could still taste the girl juice on her face as Brandy still moaned, laying on the bed. Erica wiped her face, and Brandy turned over on the bed to watch.

As Erica got a clean towel to clean up, Brandy called over to her, “Don’t clean up yet. I owe you. Get over on the bed so I can return the favor.”

Erica turned and smiled, knowing she was going to get her pussy licked or finger fucked by her friend. This ended with the sound of footsteps coming towards her door. She looked at Brandy and saw her giggling as she rushed to put on her jeans.

Brandy was pulling her jeans up minus her panties, and Erica fixed herself the best she could. “Erica, I know you slept all day yesterday, but you have to get the shopping done. The list is on the counter.”

Erica was relieved that her mother did not come in. She was also upset that she was not going to get Brandy to eat her out or finger fuck her like the night before. Knowing the cost of getting a car was doing her mom’s chores was a price she knew must be paid. Now she was off shopping instead of having Brandy between her legs eating out her wet pussy.

Brandy could not stop smiling and laughing as they left to go out shopping. Erica turned to her to see what was funny, and Brandy responded in kind with a grope and a kiss. Erica kissed back but still had to ask, “What’s so funny?”

“We get to fool around in your car.”

Erica and she stopped off at a store to get some coffee, and chill before shopping with her friend. It was there that she got the idea to let Brandy have what she wanted. She agreed to set up a meeting with John and her on one condition.

Brandy said she would do anything to make it happen, so Erica said yes before even asking her brother if it was ok. The only condition to keep John’s identity a secret was Brandy would have to wear a blindfold while being fucked. Brandy in turn would make sure that Alice was not to be told about it.

Brandy then admitted that etimesgut escort bayan Alice told her that she had full plans of finding out who the guy was and having him to herself. Brandy was pissed and told Erica that they should tell her that the guy is no longer able to meet on Friday nights, and they just should keep him to themselves. Erica was not rash to say anything, but did say she would think about it.

Erica also made Brandy agree that she owed Erica a huge favor to be paid later on. In truth Erica could not think of something she wanted from her that was really big. She just knew that she owed her a favor.

The shopping center was crowded and Brandy gave a sly look before dragging Erica to the bathroom. It was when Brandy locked the door that Erica realized that they were going to fool around right there in the bathroom of the store.

Brandy told her to get on the sink, and Erica complied but not before stripping down. Brandy knelt down before her as her ass felt the cold porcelain sink. Erica closed her eyes the moment Brandy’s tongue rubbed her slick pussy folds. It was then Erica knew that she had to remind herself not to scream out.

With each lick of Brandy’s talented tongue Erica moaned hard. The wave of pleasure travelled to her breasts forcing her to pull down her bra to get at her nipples. Pulling and tugging on her erect nipples, Erica felt her pussy just flex with each passing lick of pleasure. It was the best feeling ever as she looked down to see Brandy eating her out like some lesbian goddess.

Erica’s soft moans grew intense the instant she felt fingers pry apart her wet pink folds and push into her love canal. She imagined it was her brother’s cock entering her though. The dirty thought of having her brother penetrate and push deep in sent her into another loud moaning orgasm.

The wetness seemed to translate into Erica shaking as she knew that Brandy was pushing her over the edge as her finger curled and hit the right spot for her pussy to convulse at will. Erica finally let go and moaned loud enough for anyone outside to hear.

Brandy pulled away and smiled as Erica sat there breathing hard and looking weak from the whole incident. “I think you liked it.”

“We got to get going. I swear someone heard me.”

Erica walked out first to an empty hallway. Brandy laughed as Erica continued her way to the abandoned shopping cart they left behind. The entire way home, Erica replayed the scene. The only thing she recalled vividly was her imagination of her brother fucking her.

Brandy was home, and Erica was putting away the groceries when John walked in from his job. His shirt covered in sweat, and his shorts stained with grass. Erica felt her pussy twinge with just a glance at him.

John greeted her as if nothing was wrong or different about them. Erica found it hard to focus on his face, as she thought about him topless, and on top of her, pounding his cock inside of her as she waited to be filled with incestuous sperm.

“Sit, let me make you something.”

John sat down and looked at his sister in shock. “You are going to make me something? Why are you being so nice?”

Erica opened the cabinets and started grabbing ingredients. “Cause I want to. I need to talk to you about the other night any way.”

“Oh ok. I swear I said nothing, and will say nothing to nobody. I am not even bringing it up to you because you told me to stay quiet about the whole thing.”

“I know, you have been great about it. I just wanted to apologize for the last time. I had no idea it was going to go that far.”

Erica wanted to tell him that she was hoping it would go that far every time now, but wanted to gauge his reactions. She still knew that she had to break the news to him about Brandy wanting more.

“If it gets that far again, I can say no if you want me to. I know you might be forced to next time.”

Erica had her back to her brother and wanted to tell him so much more, but needed to play it cool as not to spook him. She knew she wanted things from him, but had to make sure he was ok with it. Erica now had it in her mind that he needed to make the move as to think it was his idea not hers.

“Listen…if it gets that far again, you can do what you feel is right. I have a feeling it will not be my turn for awhile after the way you made Brandy feel. She wants you this Thursday to herself now. “

John’s voice sounded surprised, yet not upset. “She what? You mean she wants me to just fuck normal.”

“Not normal boyfriend girlfriend. I told her she had to wear a blindfold so she would not know it’s you. She just wants to be with you without a timer is all.”

“Oh…so it will just be the two of us?”

Erica put a plate of food in front of her brother. She wanted to tell him that she wanted to see the whole thing, and maybe get some herself. Erica knew she had to hold back, and bit her tongue. “Brandy wants me there, but I will just be talking escort etimesgut dirty to her like she wants.”

“Oh….that was really fucking weird. I never knew Alice and Brandy were into that shit.”

“Well, they are, and she wants me to step in because Alice will not be there.”

John was eating, and Erica walked away knowing that he was ok with Thursday’s private encounter. She was also pleased that John could keep a secret, and was ok with everything that happened. The only thing Erica did not disclose was her newfound love of lesbian sex with Brandy. That was something she was not ready to tell him.

Erica was in her closet with the idea of how to entice her brother into wanting her. She had the plan she would dress and act a little inappropriate around him. The first step to her devious notion was to get her brother aroused every time she was around him. It was a surefire plan since she knew that John snuck peeks at her chest more than a few times.

This plan would start with clothes that were too tight, and shirts that showed off her breasts. Erica rifled though her clothes and also realized that she would have to go without wearing bras completely while around him. Erica also grabbed sweatpants from a few years ago, while fishing out thongs that would be pleasing to the male eye.

Erica finally had her wardrobe complete, and was going to test it out after her shower. She purposely left the door open a crack, and made sure to shave everything so the shower would last longer. The whole time she wondered if he would look in. Just the thought of him getting aroused by looking at her, made her pussy wet with desire.

Putting on the tight clothes without a bra made her breasts bounce and jiggle with every step. Erica almost wondered if it was too much when she saw in the mirror that her nipples were clearly poking out from the tight shirt. She wondered if her mother was going to say something if she saw her. Since her father was out of town for the week, she knew she just had to avoid her mother’s eyes for the time being.

Erica made her way to her brother’s room hoping that she could talk to him. In her head she was going to flirt with him, and try her best to get him excited. When she opened the door, she saw the empty room, and her plans foiled. She knew he must be close, since he moved his car back into the driveway.

Erica walked downstairs to see her mother in the kitchen getting ready to make dinner. She walked past her with a hello, and a quick turn to hide the fact her nipples and breasts were on display. The whole act of dressing slutty seemed to fit, and was making Erica feel somewhat excited.

The television was off and she knew that her brother must be working on his car. Erica walked out to the garage with the intention of showing off her semi naked body with the guise of asking him a few questions.

Erica closed the garage door behind her and saw that he was under the car. He did not acknowledge her at first which gave her the idea to get in a position to best show off her assets.

Erica was first to break the silence with a simple. “Whatcha doing?”

“Just a simple oil change.”

Erica was going to ask a few more questions but the sight of his package flexing in his jeans changed her mind. It was the center of her attention now, as she knelt down next to him. Her whole plan was now off as she just thought about his cock.

Erica tried to muster some sort of backup plan of what to do, but the flashback of John’s erect cock poking through the hole was all she could think about. The sheer sight of his large, thick pecker ejaculating entered every thought she had.

“What are doing in here anyway? You need me to do something?” John said as Erica came out of her daydream.

“Oh…I was just hoping I could get you to tell me what radio to get.”

“What…you are still driving mom’s car, and you’re talking about a radio? When you get your car next semester I will install any radio you want.”

Erica knew she was asking a lame question, but it was the first thing that popped in her mind on the spot.

Erica let her eyes drift once more to the bulge in John’s jeans. The thought of his dick flopping out of the zipper was making her pussy swell with wetness and desire. She quickly thought of something to say that would let him or her pull his monster from its confines.

“There is something I have to ask though. It’s kinda weird but I promised Brandy I would ask.” Erica regretted saying it the moment it came out of her lips. She needed to think of something quick because there was nothing Brandy wanted from him other than a good hard fucking.

John used the creeper he was laying on and rolled out from under his car. When his eyes feasted on his sister’s tight top with her nipples poking out, Erica knew she had him. She wanted to smile, but kept a straight face as if not to arouse suspicion she was enticing him.

John tried to look up but his eyes were constantly drifting towards Erica’s nipples as they clearly pointed out from her tight top. “What do you want to ask?”

“Brandy wants me to ask if…if…you have any marks or things on your thing.” Erica wondered if her stuttering threw John off. She knew the whole question sounded dumb because Brandy saw his cock a few times now.

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The Contract: Hilda's descent into slavery
by hildaslut

The events in this story are real. These are actual experiences we had after we started swinging, which progressed to something neither of us could have imagined at the time.

I wrote about Gary..the friend my wife Hilda and I met online through Alt.com and Yahoo groups. Gary was a very well dressed, successful business man but most important to Hilda, he was also well endowed. There's no shame in admitting I couldn't hold a candle to him in that department. But I could keep her sexually satisfied, though after a year and a half of marriage I began to desire to see her with other men.

Hilda is from Mexico. She's very light skinned, very fair complexion, about 5-3, and stayed between 125 and 130 lbs with size 36c breasts that I couldn't get enough of. We moved from Mexico to Alabama in late 1995, and she had to return shortly after due to her father's passing. While she was away I met a local club owner named LeRoy, and his friend Tom..who everyone called Snake. They ran a strip club named Fantasia in Huntsville Alabama. I began to fantasize about having Hilda dance there and put a plan into motion to make it happen.

While she was reluctant at first, she went to the club and approached the manager Melba and asked if they were hiring. Melba knew she was a novice, had never done anything like that before and would need training. I entered the club after she did, and sat and watched what would happen. Melba took her to a side room, where Hilda stripped down to the lingerie she wore underneath her dress. Melba was impressed. The red outfit, complete with light black/smoky gray thigh highs and heels, showed off her assets perfectly. It just so happened that LeRoy came in about a half hour later and he took Hilda into his office to discuss working in the club and what he expected, This caught me by surprise, as I hadn't warned her that that might happen. After she came out of his office about 30 minutes later LeRoy saw me and gave me a wink. I knew he had at the very least felther up and gotten some head. She looked nervous as he led her to the stage. She was the only girl there. She began to dance very shakily to Alanis Morrisette, then slowly but surely got better and better. LeRoy asked me to leave and come back at 5. I complied, and when I returned, she was waiting, ready to leave. She broke down on the way home, but told me she wasn't giving up. She had indeed sucked LeRoy off in his office and he commented to her he wanted to use her in different ways. She had no idea what he meant, and the next day she returned and I waited and watched a while as she danced, did lap dances, and got felt up by several men. I told her to let the men touch her as they pleased. She soon discovered that the thigh highs attracted men to her, and their hands quickly went to her thighs. Then to her crotch. She discovered she had a power over them. They couldn't get enough of her.

For a couple months all went well, then it progressed and she allowed a customer to drive her home. I almost exploded in my pants when she told me what was going to happen. She tried to be discreet as hell, because small town Alabama wasn't ready for that kind of stuff. She brought him inside our trailer as I hid in the closet. Her black lingerie and black stockings seemed to excite him to no end. He laid her on the bed, kissing her from her feet to her thighs. He was captivated by her feet. His tongue practically soaked her hose. Then he spread her legs, as he laid her back on the bed. He began kissing her breasts, washing them with his tongue. Even as nervous as she was, Hilda was moaning and getting turned on.Then he raised himself up, grabbed her ankles and slid his cock into her wet snatch. This was the first time she had taken a cock other than mine. She gasped as he entered her, then she wrapped her legs around him and closed her eyes. He had stamina. For over an hour he banged her in different positions until he emptied his hot load in her mouth. She lay there spent, as he dressed and left. After I came out of the closet she sucked me to an orgasm, and told me she couldn't believe how it had felt. I went outside to smoke, excited at the direction it was going.

Things went great (for me) over the next six months. She was in a few different situations, such as going to a car lot and letting the sales manager fuck her so she "could get a better deal" on a car. Watching them leave on a "test drive"with his hands on her legs almost made me explode. They returned almost an hour later, with his cum leaking from her pussy. She did get that deal on the car, and we bought it a few days later. She also went to a local video store and let men feel her legs up, as she "browsed" the videos. She even sucked two of them in the men's room. All of this was more or less carefully controlled, with her safety in mind.

Then on one instance, everything changed. She met a guy casually, in a WalMart parking lot as she was putting groceries in the car. She was really struggling with the trunk lid closing on her and he offered to help. Her short mini showed her legs beautifully. That's all she wore now: short skirts, and always thigh high stockings. He copped a quick feel as he helped her, then kissed her forcefully. Surprised, she didn't know what to do, and kissed him back. They both got into her car and drove a few miles away to a secluded spot. The groceries would be ok she thought. As they moved into the back seat, he pulled out a joint and lit it up. She had never smoked. He gave her a "shotgun"..and she immediately got dizzy. He tied her hands with duct tape, then her ankles. He told her over and over how he wanted to "keep her"..take her to his house and keep her in his basement.He kept telling her how he wanted to leave her tied up in his house and use her every day when he got home. He was pumping her like a mad man, and she tried to fight him off. Then he slapped her across her temple, stunning her. She figured if she gave in, he would fuck her and it would be over. He fucked her three times, then thinking better of it, he drove back to his car back to WalMart and let her drive home. When she got home and told me what happened I was floored. Scared to death, I told her that was it. No more of this stuff. She looked at me and her eyes almost chilled me to the bone.

"No. It's ok. Something happened when I was so helpless. The sex was better, I was totally helpless, and I loved it. I really thought he was going to take me away for a long time. When he was inside me, I could almost feel his anger. It really got to me. His dick was so hard, I thought he would tear me up. But he just kept going and going. I thought for a while, I would never see you again. And when I saw my self like that, I came so hard I almost passed out. You think we can try having you tie me up some? you can do whatever you want to me. if you do." My mind raced: tying Hilda up, her totally helpless, and me being able to do whatever I pleased. What the hell just happened, I thought, but boy oh boy did I ever agree. However we soon discovered that me tying her up and a stranger tying her up wasn't the same thing. The element of danger was what she needed. I didn't understand it, her needing the lack of control. But she craved it. Something had changed. I was more reserved, but she was determined. Her behavior would change drastically over the next year, some for the good and some for the bad. She had to be tied up...made helpless. Be ordered into different situations.

This carried over to her strip club work too. Snake and LeRoy were both insistent with her that they could show her more than just "vanilla"swinging. Snake pressured her daily for sex, but she valued his friendship more. He told me one day, that he would have her eventually, and he would tear her pussy up. Thinking about Snake and Hilda drove me crazy. Snake's wife Melissa worked at Fantasia too, with Hilda, and she was Bi. She confided that she wanted to see Snake and Hilda together. I told Hilda to let Snake feel her legs sometimes. She was reluctant but complied. His hands were always all over her whenever he was there. He even fingered her to an orgasm during a private dance. Hilda began confiding in him of her desire for more in her sex life, and Snake gave her the web address for Alt.com. I checked it out and made a profile, making it pretty tame. I gave Hilda the log in info, etc., posted a few pictures of her legs and soon we began receiving emails.

Hilda met a guy from Tennessee who tied her in his barn, photographed her, and videoed her having sex with him and his brother. The video made her so hot, she came over and over as they both fucked her snatch and mouth. She loved the taste of cum and swallowed load after load when she fucked. The two brothers refused to give her the video however, and swore they would put it on the Internet if she didn't come back that weekend. She couldn't wait for the weekend as she drove there with me, and they both fucked her several times over two days, used large dildos and vibrators on her. Her ass however was off limits to everyone, including me. Though I had begged, (yes, begged) it was to no avail. That was the Holy Grail so to speak. Off limits.

It was through Alt.com that the next and present chapter came around. Gary was a member on Alt.com and as luck would have it, he lived in Huntsville. He and I corresponded through several emails, then we set up the meeting that resulted in the bet mentioned in the story Pass Around Wife. I lost the bet, he had Hilda to do with as he pleased for 2 weeks. No interference from me whatsoever. Hilda had even upped the ante when she found out about the bet, and later she told me she lost the bet for me on purpose. Since I lost, Gary could make her do anything he wanted for 2 weeks and I couldn't say a word. He could even have her sell her ass for money if he wanted (which he did) Those were the rules. Hilda changed completely over the next two weeks. She had no control at all as to what happened to her. Nothing was off limits. Not even her ass. After the two weeks were over, and she returned home, Gary stayed in contact with me on a regular basis, but his tone had changed. He wanted Hilda, but for good. I laughed it off at first, but he persisted. He then told me he could show her a type of life she craved deep inside, that she needed like she needed air. But I would have to let go. Let Hilda decide what she wanted to do. I got angry as hell and told him to stay away from Hilda and leave us alone. He said Ok, but if I changed my mind, or she wanted to go a different direction, to let him know. He did ask one favor: He wanted to at least have the opportunity to talk with the both of us together first before I shut him out. Reluctantly, and against my better judgement, I said Ok. I figured that would at least show Hilda she needed to back off some. He came to our home as usual, with a bottle of wine, and Hilda had no idea why he was there. She was just glad he was. She put on some new smoky graythigh highs, no panties, and a see through top black mini dress. He sat on the couch feeling her up and she stroked his massive cock as we made small talk. Then he began.

"Hilda, I spoke with Keith first because he is your husband after all, and I want more from you. I want all of you. I want to own you. I think you need it. To be owned. Collared. Become my property. And I can make it happen. You would be on call 24/7 to me..and whoever else I decide. You would drop everything at a moment's notice to serve me. I think you need it. You know you need it. hell Hilda, you want it. Admit it." She nodded her head weakly. His hand began sliding up her thighs to her wet as hell cunt. I watched him began fingering her and they both french kissed so deeply I thought he was going to swallow her whole face. Then she pushed him back a little bit.

"Just think about it awhile. I'm going to Europe for a month and maybe when I get back we can talk more."

She shook her head. "?'m not property. You can't own me. Tie me up, yes, but never own me."

With that he stood up and as he went to leave her grabbed her, kissed her deeply and she moaned as he pulled her close.

"As I said, think about it. You know you need it. Quit playing games. Hilda, you want me so bad you can't stand it. "

And then he left.

The next month dragged by so slowly for Hilda, she couldn't take it. She met a couple of men on Alt.com and had a theater gang experience with them in Birmingham, as well as a few hotel meetings. But I could tell she was bothered. Our sex life suffered. Sure, she would give me blow jobs, let me fondle her legs, but I could tell behind her silence was something else brewing. One day she spoke with Snake about this "being owned " thing. Snake was really into the Master/Slave thing, and even had two "slaves".He offered to take her to the North Alabama bdsm club meeting that weekend so she could see what it was about. He did warn her, that once she was there, she was fair game. She would fuck and suck, and could only place 3 limits as far as being boundaries. She agreed to go, much to my surprise. Then she also agreed to let Snake drive her home, also a big surprise. I raced home to get everything ready. I stayed in the living room out of respect for her wishes, but I could tell his 9 inch tool was doing the job. As he pounded her, I could hear him through the bedroom door as he told her,

"Beg me to take you to the club. Beg me". And damned if she didn't. She was yelling "take me Snake..please take me.."over and over as he pounded her. After they finished Snake talked with me and thanked me. She had been his favorite fantasy. And she didn't disappoint.

The weekend came , and she dressed in her favorite thigh highs, (smoky gray in color) and favorite mini dress. No panties, and just a lace/sheer bra to hold her beautiful, perfectly firm tits. Snake's draw dropped as she slid in next to him in the front seat. She actually sucked him slowly as we drove. When we got there about 20 miles later, he warned her and me: "You have no rights here Hilda. I'm going to cuff your hands, and lead you on this leash. You will be tied to a pole so the Masters there can check you out. They will feel you up, force their dick into your mouth and your pussy. And you will not say no. You understand?"

She thought a few seconds then she agreed. The night was a trip. I mean a real trip. We saw women caged, being flogged, (lightly) being used and even auctioned. The whole time Hilda was tied to her pole, men took pictures of her, fondled her, and several questioned Snake about her. Then we left about 1 am when a Master, a rough looking guy approached Snake with a card. They talked as we left. On the way home, and then to the nearest Waffle House, Snake explained what had happened. Once again, I should have thought better. He told Hilda they had contracts. Contracts where the woman signed herself over to a particular Dom as his slave. The contracts were for "legal employment" with the slave required to perform duties as specified by her "Boss" ...the Master. The contract could specify a set time, be open ended, (meaning it was permanent) or be sold to another Dom/Master. It was all worded in correct legalese for His protection. Not for hers. She couldn't believe it. But it made her wet as hell. I could tell something clicked. I just didn't know how loud that click was.

And boy was that click ever loud in her head. She would daydream about being owned. Being taken by force. It was no longer about swinging, but about her being taken forcefully and used. Whether she liked it or not. That made her so hot and horny I couldn't keep up with her. even told her she needed to get some other guys to cool her off. She just went into the bedroom, got her purse and car keys and drove to the local bar, where she found a guy who was more than happy to oblige and she brought him home.. She went from distant to on fire. One day she had an idea. She wanted me to drive her to a certain area of Huntsville, and tie her to a chain link fence then leave her there. I flatly refused to do that. No way was I going to do that. Then she told me there was an area where these guys hung out. If I tied her to the fence, with just her stockings on, they would all use her over and over, She would be really helpless. She then said she would go alone if necessary. I didn't want that, and tried to talk her out of it, but she as adamant. So, off we went. She was naked..just her stockings and heels when she walked to the fence. She cuffed herself, then waited. I parked where I could see everything, and sure enough, there were 4 guys that came over. Turned out, these guys were all part of a bondage group online. She had set it up. And boy did they make her pay. About 2 hours later, they put her spent form in the backseat, her stockings ripped to shreds. After she recovered, she told me in no uncertain terms, that she wanted to be used Helpless. With no way out. I started refusing to participate. She sulked, refused sex, whatever to get her way. But I remained against this new direction until one evening she sat down with me and had a heart to heart talk.

" Look Keith, I know this scares you. It scares me too. But I'm telling you I can't describe it. I have to have it this way. I have to have all control stripped away and be used. I love it when I have no choice in what happens. I know it's dangerous, but I need that danger. Its what gets me off. I know you don't like it, but its not your body. I'm your wife, I know, and I know you love me. But if you really love me, satisfy me. Let me have what I need. I'll make you the happiest guy on the planet, if you just go along with this. Even if you don't, I'm going to seek it out anyway. I prefer if you go along with it."

"Yes," I began, "but Hilda, that means that men can do as they wish. Even to the point of seriously hurting you. You understand that? there are men who will brand you, tattoo you, all kinds of crap. Are you ready for that?"

She just stared and flatly said, "? don't know. But I have to find out."

Then she told me to stay there a minute on the couch while she went to the computer. A few minutes later, she called me to come there. She had changed her Alt.com and Yahoo and Adult Friend Finder profiles. Advertising herself as a no limit toy. She then changed her passwords so I couldn't change them back. In her email, she changed her Auto Reply to include her phone number. She turned and looked at me and just said, "well..I did it. Let's see what happens".

The most amazing aspect of her transformation, was that in that small town, filled with gossip, she managed to stay very discreet. No one had a clue even after we put an ad in the Black Rose swingers magazine. (she fucked the photographer who took her photos for the magazine). Gary called from time to time, and he still was persistent in having Hilda. They corresponded through email a lot, (of course, I no longer had access) and a few calls. Then she abruptly changed. She took to just going to clubs and bars and letting men feel her legs up. She insisted that I watch as she let them slide their hands up and down her luscious legs, which she knew made me horny as hell. A couple times she gave blow jobs in the parking lot, and everything seemed to be calming down. She even went 3 weeks without sex. I still don't know if Gary had anything to do with that but it was a welcome change. I caught her checking herself out and she asked me if she was still tight, and attractive. I told her hell yes, and and asked why. She just shrugged.

Then after 3 days, Gary called. He was back, after an extended trip for business. He wanted to come by, and she was so happy she would get that huge cock again she jumped at the chance. They practically ignored me as they headed to the bedroom. He set up a video camera where I could watch through our TV. As he pounded her he told her, "beg me to take you. I want to hear you beg me to make you mine. Say it Hilda! Say you're all mine!" He slammed his cock into her so hard she screamed "YES!! YES!!"Then she screamed the words that chilled me to the bone.."take me!! Take me!!! " He kissed her and as I watched on the video she lost all control. In the heat of passion, she had screamed what he wanted to hear. Gary turned her over this way and that, different positions as he fucked her brains out. After they finished and we sat on the couch, he told her he had some legal matters to attend to but would call in a couple of days. I was getting curious now, and I asked what legal matters.

"Don't worry, just simple stuff. Day to day matters."

Hilda looked deep into his eyes and asked him bluntly.." why do you want me? you know you can never have me forever. I'm married.""

He looked at her intently and said,

"Don't let the fact that you're married get in the way. I know Snake told you about the contracts, Right?"

She nodded as he stroked her thighs.

"Ok then. As long as we have a contract, I can use you whenever I want, and you will service whom ever I say. It's simple. You will be my toy. To use as I see fit, with no interference, no hang ups, nothing. Just be my sex toy."

She just looked at him as he rose to leave. He grabbed her snatch and lifted her off the floor. "Say it Hilda..say it. You want me.""

I sat in silence as she nodded yes then moaned that yes, she did. He lowered her to the couch and left without another word, leaving us to wonder what was next. Two days later we found out in his lawyer's office.

As we walked in the lawyer eyed Hilda's form greedily. I had heard of this guy. He was well known, expensive, and superb in business law. Contracts were his specialty. We sat down, he motioned for Hilda to sit next to him and he began rubbing her thighs. Damn! I was getting hot again!

Then he explained the contract and the reason we were there.

"?K. here's the deal guys. Hilda, this is a contract of "?ï¿½¯Â¿Â½?ï¿½?Â«mployment". You will become Gary's employee for a period of at least 2 years, with an option to extend it after 3 years. That means, you will perform whatever duties Gary sees necessary. Whatever duties. It also means that if necessary you agree to relocate to another city if , and only if Gary deems it necessary for you to perform your duties. Your official "title" will be customer service, with an emphasis on service. You will be required to entertain clients in a business atmosphere, to assist Gary in attaining new clients for his business. Gary cannot terminate this employment until at least 2 years has passed. You will in effect become Gary's property for at least 2 years. Do you understand so far?"

In a daze, we both nodded yes.

"Ok. Also, Gary can sell this contract to another party anytime he chooses. For whatever reason. It's called a buy-out clause. We have determined your service value at $10,000.00. That means, your husband gets first refusal if Gary wants to sell the contract. Gary is required to give 12 hours notification only. Your husband then has 12 hours, or you as well, to purchase the contract back for that amount. Not one minute past 12 hours, but 12 hours. If you do not respond within the 12 hour time period, the contract will besold, and you along with it, to the buyer. . Whomever that may be. He can sell the contract for whatever price he chooses. He can sell it to a bum on the street for 5 bucks if he wants. But you have to pay the buy-out amount to get it back. You still with me?"

My heart raced. Man, was it pounding. I could just imagine her being sold already. My cock throbbed as the scenarios played out in my head. I could already see Gary selling her off and just laughing about it. I could see her breathing heavily as he stroked her thighs and snatch under his desk. Gary sat silently, not saying a word. We both nodded again. The room was spinning out of control.

Then came a knock at the door. It was our lawyer. He had already seen the contract and he was there to give his advice. He plainly told Hilda, that if she signed this, that she was really obligated to Gary for at least 2 years. If she failed to live up to the contract, she would be sued for breach of contract in court. That meant a public trial. Hilda gasped when she thought of that. The whole world knowing and finding out. That was more than she could take.

She looked at Gary, visibly shaking. He just smiled. "Would you really sue me?"

He nodded, "Hell yes I will. I will take whatever measures necessary to ensure you live up to it. Think hard Hilda. Then sign it. Just pick up the ink pen and sign it. You know you want me to take you as mine." He held out an ink pen to her trembling hand and she nodded slightly as his lawyer started to stamp the contract with a notary seal. Our lawyer just said..

"? wouldn't do it. There's no way out for at least 2 years, maybe 3 IF he decides to extend it. And that's totally up to him. He doesn't have to give you notice. He has to simply say he's extending your employment. Also, he only has to give you 6 hours notice that you're required to relocate.That's all. If you sign this, you're basically done for." She nodded her understanding. I had absolutely no say in the matter at all. Then Gary asked her a couple of questions.

"Hilda, babe, how often do you check your email?"

"She thought a moment, before answering, "I've been getting so many emails, I only check it three times a week, usually Monday, Thursday and Saturday. Why?"

""|I'll need your passwords too..ok?"

She nodded as he smiled like the cat that caught the bird. The lawyer told me I needed to sign it as a witness. Hilda nodded at me to sign it. Her eyes pleaded with me to sign it. My lawyer signed first. Then she just simply said

"Please, if you really love me, just witness it. ? haven't signed it yet." With a shaking hand I signed it. Then the lawyer began fingering her really hard. His fingers worked her clit as she closed her eyes and moaned. Her legs opened more as she felt an orgasm coming on. He removed one of her heels and began licking her feet. He unzipped his trousers and stood up, his hard cock inches from her lips. Which, of course, she readily opened and took him in her mouth. Her eyes looked at the lawyer and locked into his gaze. Her right hand was on the ink pen as she began to cum. As she came the lawyer also came all inside her mouth. Then he stamped the notary seal onto the paper. She leaned back in the chair, quivering as her hand took the ink pen, and she sat up in the chair. Within ten seconds, she signed her name to the contract. Done. Witnessed and signed. Then Gary signed his name quickly.

Then he kissed her . Her looked at her and simply said

"Finally. You're mine. All mine." Tears ran down Hilda's face as she nodded. I ran to the bathroom and threw up. She may still share my bed, but she belonged to him now. She had gotten her wish. Way more than she had bargained for. We just had no idea how much more. Gary led her out to his car as the lawyers shook hands. Hilda would have to fuck both lawyers for payment, Gary had said. I just stood there in disbelief as he drove down University avenue with her. What had she done?

If you have questions or comments about Hilda or the contract our email is ghernand98@gmail.com. We welcome any comments or questions.pictures are available on request to prove she is real

Note****this is not a made up piece of fiction. I'm not a professional writer, and have tried to convey my emotions and words to the best of my ability. I'm just an ordinary guy who watched my loving hot wife descend into actual slavery to fulfill the desires she had.

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It was at the end of May 1993 that I lost my virginity. Looking back, it is a memory that makes me laugh and shake my head in wonder. It was Memorial Weekend and my fiancé, now my husband, and I were driving around. We had been contemplating "doing it" for several weeks and finally we decided to get a hotel room. If something happened okay, if not "no big deal;" we were getting married in a few months after all.

Now, I did not come from a family with a lot of money. We lived paycheck to paycheck, my soon-to-be-spouse however had a nice, cushy lifestyle, so a hotel room wasn't going to dip into his bank account much. However, with that said, when he told me his parents were out of town and his brother away at Purdue, I told him to save his money and we'd just go to his house. He asked if I was sure and I reassured him that I was. I knew he'd not do anything I didn't want and vice versa. I corrupted my poor innocent husband.

We headed toward his home and I was sitting in the middle of the front seat, stroking his cock and nibbling on his neck. As we approached his house, I noticed lights on in the front room. I sat up and sighed. "Look's like your brother's home."

"It looks like your brother's home and he's having a party."

There should have only been a couple of vehicles in the drive, but there were several more than that. "What the hell is he throwing a party for. He's not supposed to do that when mom and dad aren't around."

This of course, made my eyebrows shoot up. "You can't be serious. Are you telling me bringing home your girlfriend so you can have sex with her, would be allowed? Come on hon, don't be upset. Look at what we wanted to do."

He sighed and I can remember him groaning that I had a point and we could still get a hotel. I told him no and we could just hang out upstairs while his brother partied. "They'll be other nights," I remembered telling him.

He gritted his teeth and it was then I saw the NOW FAMILIAR clench of his jaw that shows he's not happy with the way things are going. We walked into the house and I was introduced as "Pete's woman" by my soon-to-be brother-in-law. I gave him a raised brow and a smirk, never having been introduced like that before. I wasn't bothered by it, just surprised. I shrugged it off and then shrugged off several more references as the "Hi, Pete's woman" and "How ya doing, Pete's woman?" from the lips of house guests.

I felt Pete's hand pull mine toward the stairs and lifted my hand in a wave goodbye. We climbed the steps to his bedroom and shut the door. He didn't have a lock, but a chair soon took care of that. I giggled while he wedged it under the knob. He sighed and we both climbed on the bed. The TV was soon on and we sat there watching it for quite sometime before turning toward each other and kissing.

What was playing that night on the TV? I have no clue, I don't think it really matters though either, it didn't back then.

Our hands were all over each other, groping and sliding in and out of clothing, pinching and teasing flesh. I moaned and he started kissing my neck, which sends shivers of heat down my body and tingles along my spine. Soon he was asking permission to go further. I wanted too and I didn't want too.

I asked him to turn the lights off. We compromised. He turned the main one off and left the dresser lamp on. He could tell I was still apprehensive, so I scooted under the covers and slid all my clothes off while he draped a T-shirt over the shade of the lamp, dimming the room further. He took his clothes off and my eyes took in his erection.

Sex didn't scare me. I had been reading those seedy romance books of my mom's for years and happened to read a bit of erotica too, so his cock size didn't frighten me and make me all "weak in the knees." I was nervous as all get out though. I remember biting my lip and I can remember how hot I was, but I was so NOT removing that blanket!

He climbed into the bed and placed his hand on my hip. I wish I could say he was full of tentative caresses and teasing licks, playful nudges and loving foreplay. Nope. He was not. What followed next would have won me $100,000 on America's Funniest Home Video's if they had an erotic category, but since they don't I'm going to try really hard to explain how this went.

Like I mentioned before, I had read "books" with sex between the covers, but I also came from a set of parents that talked openly about sex. I had two older sisters that were very sexually active and so I knew how it was SUPPOSED to happen.

My fiancé moved over me and straddled me. He is and was much stronger than I and is several inches taller too. My legs were caught in a vise and closed. Now, here is where I tried to tell him what needed to happen, but he was in a hurry. He tried to push his penis into me, but believe me if you're a virgin, and you're already nervous because . . . remember brother-in-law-to-be is partying downstairs, and your boyfriend is holding your legs closed, you aren't getting that cock in very easily.

He told me it wasn't going to work. I chuckled and I felt bad for him. He obviously didn't know a whole bunch about sex. I was his first girlfriend and later in life I learned that isn't always a good thing. Anyhow . . . we started laughing. I don't mean giggles or chuckles, but laughing. Full belly laughs erupted from both of us. He climbed off and lay on his back. I snuggled against him.

I remember him saying how he wasn't sure how we were ever going to have sex, if he couldn't get it in there. I smiled, kissed him and then asked if he'd mind if I tried. He said we didn't have too continue and I said I knew this, but I remembered my mom giving me advice. This advice will be the same as I give my daughters when it is time to give it.

He listened as I explained that I knew it was going to hurt. I told him there would be blood. I didn't know how much, but he didn't need to worry about it. I also told him that no matter how much he wanted to stop, and no matter how much it hurt me or seemed to hurt me, he had to let me finish what I was going to do. He agreed.

I straddled him this time and explained to him that my mom said it was easier to control the depth and speed of penetration if I was on top. I was dry. Who wouldn't be after all this? I told him I had to be wet and so we kissed and he fondled my sex, my breasts and then it was like he remembered I enjoyed having my nipples sucked.

When I felt my juices slipping free of me and onto my outer lips I knew I was ready. I sat up slightly and told him to guide his cock to the opening of my sex. He pushed against it and I slid down onto him. It wasn't painful at first. The head of his cock slipped in easily. He groaned and placed his hands on my hips and asked if I was ready. I remember nodding my head and we moved together.

He held my hips and I dropped down lower, still moving slowly. I winced and cried out as softly as I could, not wanting that group downstairs to know what was going on, though I'm felt sure they did . . . (I know they did, years later when I spoke with my brother-in-law about that night.)

My fiancé stopped and froze his movements. I remember him saying we should stop. I shook my head no and told him, "Mom said no matter what I had to keep going until you were fully inside me."

I saw him grimace and knew he didn't like the pain I was experiencing. I was having pain. It was like a burning sensation tearing through me, but I lowered myself the rest of the way. Tears fell from my cheeks and breath I had been holding whooshed out of my lungs. I stayed there for a few seconds or minutes, I don't know how long, but eventually I lifted myself up and his hands held my hips. He took over then, thrusting up into me, slowly at first. I watched his face. My sex was sore, but I didn't mind. He looked so different. I watched his eyes become unfocused as I felt his hands grow slack and I was forced to take over the "ride."

His pleasure is something I still enjoy seeing. His face seemed to just become peaceful, as if he was lost in some erotic trance that he never wanted to leave. I was doing that to him and it made my insides all mushy. I watched his eyes lock with mine, and he tried to focus on us, but he failed. Again his eyes glazed and I watched them flutter closed. I felt a stinging sensation fill me and knew he was coming. I smiled and watched the euphoria on his face tense. Beautiful.

Did I come? No, but I didn't care. I slid off of him and snuggled against his side. The room was dim and I could see the glistening wetness that covered his cock. I knew what it was, a mixture of blood and semen. I was embarrassed again and slid the covers over me. Several minutes passed and he turned toward me, kissed me and asked if I was okay. I reassured him I was and then he slipped from the bed and turned on the light. He looked at his cock, covered in my virgin blood and his seed. He seemed a bit in awe of it all and I was too, really. It wasn't orgasmic for me, but it was special. He asked again if I was okay and again I told him I was; I then asked for a towel.

He didn't have one handy so he reached into his dresser drawer and gave me a sock. I laughed and wiped myself off and he slipped on his pants. I asked him to go downstairs and see if the bathroom was clear. I needed to wash up more and I had the sudden urge to pee. He did as I asked and said the party goers had left; his brother had fallen asleep on the couch. Quickly I dressed and then scurried down the stairs and used the bathroom. I was still bleeding, so I snooped in my mother-in-law-to-be's cabinet and found a pad. I put that on my panties and darted back upstairs.

He was pulling the sheets off the bed and I asked what he planned on doing with them. I had taken his sock, wrapped it in toilet paper and threw it away. He laughed at me and later took out the trash. He told me he'd do a load of laundry before his mom got home. We went to bed then and the following morning we went out for breakfast. That too is a humorous story. I learned I am famished after sex.

We eventually "did it" again and it went much better. *grin*

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Ascension of a Black Dom

She said , "Yes, Daddy." Bounced right up, put on her clothes and was almost out the door, when he said "Hey!".

She turned.

He winked, and became himself again. "See you Friday."

She smiled, and left.

She almost couldn't believe it. She crossed the threshold of the door to her house, and was still high on memories of last night and visions of the weekend when her mother interrupted her reverie.

"Where have you been?"

"I'm sorry, my phone died, otherwise I would have called. Alkie had some folks over and I crashed there."

"Were you drunk?"

No, Mother, I was high as hell and full of black cock... "No, Mom, I was just tired and Justin and Alkie had a fight and it's all just too much for me to deal with, so have a good day at work and I'll talk to you tonight, OK?"

Her mother looked at her, and appeared to let something go inside herself, smiled and said, "OK, honey, I trust you. Dinner tonight?"

"Sure. I gotta go in at eleven, but yeah."

"OK. See ya." Her mother started her car, and pulled out of the garage.

She pressed the garage door closer, and descended the stairs to her basement lair. She was naked by the time she got to the bed, and collapsed underneath the blankets, the cats pawing at her to play, finally giving up and snuggling in, lazy bastards.

Try as she might, she couldn't get the thoughts of his black penis and his firm hands out of her mind. Despite being fucked for the better part of three hours, she thought that one final orgasm might put her out. So, with the vision of his smooth black cock highlighted against her pink pussy, her fingers slipped down between her legs and began to stroke the slightly sore lips of her pussy. The cats seemed not to notice. Good, she thought. Cute little fuckers would try and join in. Her fingers became busier as she thought of how he made her call him daddy. His huge hands all over her, his huge cock buried inside her. She couldn't believe her luck. She had known him years ago, thought him cute, but never thought it would ever happen. Now, she thought as her ministrations peaked, and the bedclothes became damp beneath her, he was mine. For how long, she didn't care. Friday would be enough.

She awoke with a start, the buzzing in the pit of her stomach working better than any alarm clock. Her alarm was set so she would wake up with the gentle sounds of that jazzy club music he gave her. She could hear her mother bustling around upstairs. She was happy that her mom had chosen this week to drive out east to visit her sister and her kids. She would be leaving soon, and then she could get to work, getting the things he had asked for.

There was a knock at the door. "Yes?"

The door opened. "I'm leaving now. There's a casserole for tonight, some frozen stuff for lunch, and I left a couple of pizzas in the freezer if Alkie comes over. No more than four people are in this house while I'm gone, OK? C'mon, give mom a hug."

She bounded out of bed, and gave her mother a real hug, and said "Mom, have a safe trip, and I'll miss you. Tell Aunt Sarah I said Hi."

"OK, hon, I'll see you next week, I love you." With a kiss on the cheek, she was gone.

She stood and stretched, padded into the bathroom. After splashing some water on her face, she stepped into the shower and turned it on. She had been thinking about this day off and on for the last week, but it wasn't until her mother left that she let herself change into an incorrigible slut, a goddamn nympho. All she wanted was the cock, and she damn well would get it , no matter what she had to do. The thought of his black, curved cock flashed across his mind and she instinctively pushed a soapy hand down to her clit and began to rub herself. The thought of her kneeling at her black cock master's side was going to be her undoing. As she relived the passion of a week ago, both of her hands went to work on her pussy, the slick surface becoming even slicker. She grabbed her right nipple and squeezed as she plunged two fingers into her snatch. Her orgasm had her throwing the water off in sheets. With the tremors still subsiding , she turned the water on warmer, and washed vigorously, shaving her legs and pussy and washing her hair. She liked her pussy shaved. She liked the way it felt against her underwear when she wore it, and didn't want any hair to be in the way when she got someone to give her head. After exiting the shower, she moisturized her whole body, paying special attention to trimming her nails. After one last check for some non-existent pussy funk, she laid out the underwear he had requested. He had left the color up to her, but he said a thong, so she laid out three of them, looked at them for awhile, and decided that the best one was in fact the one she had paid the least money for. She put it and a bra where the cats couldn't get to them, and a thought struck her. She figured out a way to show her black man that she was indeed a white bitch who deserved black cock. She yanked on some cotton panties and a bra (She hated them. Being blessed with small breasts made wearing bras uncomfortable, and occasionally irrelevant, but when going out to shop, she didn't want to draw any attention) and made a list in unusually small handwriting:

1. Call L.A. to score some weed

2. Go to the gas station

3. Go to Wal-Mart, Target, see if I can find a cooler thong

4. Buy a cheap t-shirt and a sharpie...

She thought that was it, but remembered that she wanted to buy the blunts and get them home before buying the weed. Security was a bitch sometimes. She looked at the clock. Ten a.m. was late enough to call L.A. , her preferred weed man. L.A. was a bartender downtown, and didn't work Thursday nights. She picked up her phone and dialed. Ring.....ring....ring....

"Hey, what's up Angel-Man?"

"Hey, girl. What the haps?"

"Nada mucho. I got a hot date, though. I was wondering if you could put something together for me."

She heard him cough, then heard a slurping sound. Coffee. "My friend Julian was gonna come over at around noon, and bring some friends with him. Will you be free at around one?"

"Sure will, do you need some lunch?"

"That would be great, honey. Just get me one of those grilled cubans form the cafe."

"See you at one."

She hated running things so tightly. Hopefully there would be no problem with the weed delivery. She hated waiting around, and you know how stoners are sometimes. 'I'll be there at noon' turns into four o'clock before you know it. Oh well, got to get on it....

She dropped off the cigars and the forty-ounce beer at home, and then swung out to the shopping area by the highway. At Target, she spent nearly thirty minutes making herself wet imagining herself bent over a table in quite a few of the thongs they had. In the end, she picked out a delightful green one that plumped her cheeks nicely, and headed to the checkout, grabbing a package of cheap t-shirts and a marker on the way out.

Glancing at the car clock, she saw that it was only 11:45, which gave her enough time. Popped by the cafe to pick up L.A.'s sandwich, then she went home, narrowly avoiding being hit by an old lady in a damned Escalade. She popped inside the house, pulled her shirt off, and put on one of the cheap, skin-tight t-shirts. It fit. She took it off, and ripped the bottom off, just below her breasts. With the permanent marker she wrote in big block letters :

On the back she wrote:

Black COCK

She held the shirt up, admired her handiwork, and glanced at the clock again. 12:40. Time to get to L.A's crib.

She packed the beer and Phillies in a bag, put on her thong, and packed the shirt in her day bag. She placed these items in her car and walked the two blocks to L.A.'s place, carrying the sandwich. She felt fortunate to have her dealer so close to the house. She hated driving with large amounts of weed in her car. Promptly at One o'clock, she knocked on the door.

"Yo, it's open."

She entered into L.A.'s pad, passing the oversized aquarium with its multiple varieties of fish, and giving a pat to Coxsonne , the dog. L.A. was in his usual position, flopped on the couch, XBox controller in hand, playing some sort of sports game with a large black man with dreads in the chair next to him. Copies of High Times magazine shared space on the coffee table with a nice glass bong , a pack of rolling papers, and a big baggie of bright green buds. L.A.'s long legs swung off of the couch to make room for her. "Hey. M'man, this is the girl I was tellin' you about. This is Davion. He's from Jamaica. He grew this shit from some seeds he brought from the island."

Davion smiled and said "Pleased to meet you." without even a trace of the accent she had been expecting. He caught the look on her face and said , "I was born in Kingston, but I live here. I'm a citizen and everything. You like to smoke weed?"

She said "Sure. I can't get loaded, though. I got somewhere I've got to be."

Davion sighed, and smiled. "Don't we all. You look like a lot of fun though."

Jesus, did she forget she had the shirt on? She looked down, seeing her familiar " Vanilla is for Ice Cream" t-shirt, and breathed a sigh of relief. She felt like she was wearing a sign "Black Cock Accepted Here"

L.A. grabbed a scale and a baggie, zeroed the scale, and said ,"How much do you need to make this hot date you got?"

"Gimme a half, but can I get it in quarters?"

"Sure thing, hon. Wait one second." She watched Davion score a touchdown on the video game. He turned to her and said "You've never smoked weed like this before. Make sure you tell me how it was. I'm curious." He swiveled his massive chest back towards the TV screen as L.A. stood, handed her two baggies and said "That'll be one-eighty, missy."

She handed him two hundreds, he manufactured a twenty, and the transaction was over. L.A. said "I need to kick homeboy's ass on this game. Enjoy that shit, and you know where to find me when you need more. Oh shit, here." he handed here a small brass smoking device. It was loaded. "Smoke this , though. It'll put some boom-boom in your bang-bang."

She struck the lighter, and inhaled. The familiar light, breezy feeling came over her, as she tapped it out into the ashtray and thanked him. Davion waved, and she left. Back over two blocks, and into her car, started it up, and drove towards his place.

He was at the Laundromat insanely early to beat the crowds. He needed a few things before she came by this afternoon, the most of which was that the clothes he wanted to wear were dirty, and he wanted them clean. Also he did not want to have someone peeking over his shoulder at the skintight shirt he was washing, or his underwear or anything. So, here he was at the Laundromat at nine in the morning. After his final dry cycle, he packed his clothes in his car, and went back home. Once there he cleaned the place, and hopped in the shower, washing himself thoroughly and using the clippers on his head and unruly pubic hair. After shaving his head and face, he dressed thusly: a male g-string that he felt silly buying but nonetheless felt comfortable and showed off his bulge, black jeans with a thick black leather belt, the skintight lycra shirt, and a black bandanna tied around his head. He went barefoot. He hated his feet, thought they were long and unappealing , but hopefully she would be thinking so much about his cock that she wouldn't notice. It was only Noon, she wouldn't be here for a while, so he decided to watch one of the porn movies that he owned. The one with the foreign girl, the hottie with the dark hair, who fucks this black guy so hard...

He popped in the DVD , cued it up to the scene. There she was, gold lingerie that would look stupid on anyone but Ms. Fuck Toy, and eyes that frickin' smoldered. Fuckin' heart-shaped ass, and full lips just made for sucking cock. She parades down a well-appointed hallway, putting an extra sway in her hips, then bends over on a stairway, puts a hand on her ass, and pushes it out for all to see. He couldn't take it anymore, and unbuckled his thick leather belt. He thought if he got off now, he would have that much more control when she arrived. After squirting some lube on his hand and fetching a towel, he fast forwarded to the first fuck position, the French chick bent over and grabbing a railing to brace herself against the big sculpted black guy's repeated full thrusts of his ten-incher. With every thrust his cock came out of her pussy gleaming in the light, and her wailing got louder. They moved into the bedroom, and he put his cock in the French girl's ass. Anal sex was never Daddy's strong suit, it never seemed like it would be much fun, and dominant as he was, he couldn't ever imagine shoving his thick cock in some poor girl's anus. Watching these two go at it, however, was pretty stimulating. He fucked her ass like it was her pussy, making her scream louder and louder, saying things like "Fuck my ass...fuck it harder..." in that accent that drove him to stroke his cock faster. He was hard as a rail, but decided to hold off for the orgy scene, the last on the disc. It had three blonde chicks in it, all of them whoring for black cock. He loved it. They reminded him of his little black cock slut who would be here in-he glanced at his watch- forty minutes. Especially the one that makes the guy come in her mouth. He fast-forwarded to the orgy scene. There she was , sucking on that huge black cock like her life depended on it. Maybe it does, he fantasized. Maybe if she doesn't make him come he'll make her walk the street to pay for it. Maybe he'll spank her lily white ass if she can't get him off. Maybe he'll tie her up and make him lick his ass while he strokes his cock. On screen, the blonde German girl stroked and sucked , spitting a wad of cum as the black cock in her mouth spewed more of the same. His cock became harder than hard and he shot a long stream of cum all the way up his chest . He swabbed off with the towel, and rearranged his clothing. Glancing at the television screen, he thought about turning off the porn, but thought evilly, This is what she's going to get. She might as well get used to it. He started the DVD over from the beginning, and just as he was lighting a cigarette, there was a knock on the door.

He opened the door and glanced contemptuously at her irrepressibly cute face, blonde hair and her yellow " Vanilla is for Ice Cream" t-shirt. "Get the fuck in here."

She stepped in and put down the bags she had in her hands, and looked at him again, with that unexplainable soft look, the one that said I'm yours. He said, "Hang on a second. I want you to understand a few things. Sit down." She sat on the chair , facing him. "Do you want something to drink?"

She said "Actually I do. I know this is a long shot, but do you have any cider?"

He opened the refrigerator and peeked around. " I think I actually have some...here!" he said grabbing a Woodchuck. "I try to keep some around in the summertime." He popped the top and handed it to her. After pouring a glass of water for himself , he sat down next to her.

"Look, I just want you to know that anything that I do stays here in this room. This is not something I'm going to share with my guy friends or anything like that. I'm not going to hurt you, although I might make you think I am. I am going to call you all kinds of names."

She said "You've already done that. Believe me, I understand the position you are in. This is not something I am doing to hang over your head. I anticipate enjoying this as much as I've enjoyed anything like this. And there is something different about you. It's like, I know you are saying these awful things, and I'm scared, but there's also this eerie calm that's there, and it...I don't know, it's weird, but don't worry, I can handle it."

He smiled and downed his water. "Finish your drink. I'll be right back." He went into the other room briefly, and returned. She was pouring the last drops of cider down her throat. He said "Get on your knees, please." She obeyed, her head level with his cock.

"You will do anything you black cock master says. You will run and fetch, you will get yourself off with a toy, watch porn , and suck this big black cock. You will fuck on command. You will submit to punishment by me, which will include spanking, and maybe tying up your little white ass so I can have my way. You will continue to do so until I am satisfied that you have learned your place as a black cock slut.

If, at any time, you feel it is too much, or that something hurts too much to continue, all you need to remember is 'Umi'. Like the song ,"My Umi say shine the light on the world." Say it."

"Umi." she said, giving it a sexy spin he hadn't thought of.

"Are you ready to be my black cock slut? Are you ready to worship the cock of this black man, this original man? Sucking on me is sucking the veritable root of civilization. It's powerful. Not every one is made for it. Are you ready for this cock, slut?"

"Yes, Daddy." she said, her head down in supplication.

"Lift up your head and say it right."

She raised her head, and the glint in her eye was strong. He could tell she was more than up to this, and that she could probably handle all he could throw at her, and ask for seconds. She said in a very steady voice , "Yes ,Daddy. I am ready to be ravaged by your black cock, and to pay for the transgressions that I have committed as a white pussy bitch. I will bend to your rod, your will, and your hand because all I want is black cock, and I know that you are the only one who can give it to me. May I stand, Daddy? I want to show you something."

"Sure ,slut. "

She rose delicately, and unzipped her bag. She pulled out the t-shirt she had customized that morning. She saw a grin spread across his face as he read the front and the back, and he was soon laughing so hard that he said," Wait a minute, time out, that shit is awesome. Did you do this?"

"Yes, Daddy." She sounded pleased.

"Well, white bitch, you had better put it on, then. I'ma go in the other room. Bring that weed, and those blunts and roll me one." He left, and she kicked off her jeans and t-shirt. She decided to go bra less under her slut shirt, and pulled up the new thong. Grabbing the paper bag, she went through the door into the living area, where he was seated on the couch watching a movie with a blonde woman eagerly deep throating a huge black cock.

"Kneel down next to me and use the coffee table 'ho. I want to pinch your fuckin' nipples while you fuckin' do that." He turned the sound off, and cranked up the stereo. The music was slow sexy, and understated, and it made her pussy itch with longing for what was about to come next. She stripped a cigar and began to fill it with weed, licking her sticky, crystal flecked fingers, wishing it was his cock instead.

"Quit daydreaming about this cock." He said as if he could read her mind. "Gimme my blunt, white cunt. Made to sit on a black man's cock." He swatted her ass to get her going, and she dropped the blunt on the table, weed going everywhere. "See, look at you. Crawl around, pick up every grain of weed you see. I want to see that ass up in the air, too. Show it to me, bitch." She crawled , sticking her ass high so he could see it, knowing it made him hard. She started to get wet. "I can't push it any higher, Daddy."

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