All characters are at least 18 years of age Chapter 6 – How To Show Pride In Being Black Owned!!! OR – What Queen Of Spades Tattoos Mean to A Big Black Cock Slut "Well if you love birds can take a break for a while. We all gotta get something to eat – besides white girl pussy that is Niggas. And you have an appointment at the tattoo parlor in an hour an...
It had been several weeks since my wife Pat and I had heard from the Boss. As you may know the "Boss" is the only name that we had for the leader of a gang of black thugs that had been using us for their sexual pleasure and profit for a few months. During that time Patricia and I had been forced into a number of different sexual encounters with the Boss and...
It was a gorgeous Saturday afternoon. I had just finished a ham sandwich and was returning to my recliner to watch some college football when an idea hit me. It would be a great day for the beach and my wife Pat still had not worn the new bikini that we had bought a few weeks ago. In my mind I could picture my lovely blond wife wearing the skimpy red bikini...
Prologue It's been two years since David and Jenny had started to fantasise about cuckolding. Two years after that jenny was pregnant with one of four black man's baby. They were on week away from a villa holiday in Spain with these four black men and were about to go out and get queen a of spades tattoos for Jenny. Jenny was pregnant with a black man's bab...
Miss Jenny and I entered the home and there was a sense of relief to be in our own house and only then did we communicate. I asked simply...did you enjoy yourself and Miss Jenny smiled broadly...his cock is so huge and he felt so amazing inside me...the experiences we are all going to share will be amazing slave and she hung on that last word for a bit. It w...
After that night my sex life has changed. I never let my husband to "touch" me again. I reason with him because of stress. I have never seen Jerome after the incident. I started getting frustrated. I really craved his black cock and it's getting uncontrollable. One day I got an intercom, it was him. He said "finish early today, meet me at my place at lunch...
Read the previous chapters if you want to have a clue what's going on. No sex in this one, sorry about that, just some events leading up to the next chapter. I awoke hurting in places I didn't even know I had before this. There were rug burns on my knees, back, and ass. My pussy felt like I had fucked the whole bar, something I had been foolishly consider...
While I parked the car Patricia went into the house. Moments later I followed and she met me in the kitchen with a grocery list. When I looked at her she said "Steve I would appreciate it if you would run up to the store for me." I looked at her a little shocked but agreed. It seemed to be a strange request to me considering what we had just been through bu...
I am standing in front of the full length mirror. Looking at my naked body. Well, it’s no longer my body I’m looking at. It belongs to Him. I am a slave. And I am owned. There have been so many changes to this body in the 6 months since I came willingly to Him. I look at my long, dark hair. I had always kept it long. It reached to the middle of my back. But...
It was less than an hour after the studio opened that she walked through its brightly painted doors. Not being a morning person that put it sometime after one in the afternoon, probably around mid-week. She looked young, very young, with long chestnut-brown hair, oval-shaped face, and startling almond shaped eyes that were almost amber in color. Her skin wa...