Chocolate Candy_, Part 2 · Part 2 (2/2)
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Slipping from behind the wheel, she smoothed her almost non existent skirt over her curvaceous hips, and then without another questioning thought, and with only the wish to show her white master how eager she was to please his every desire and command, she walked into the establishment.
She was unaware that before he dismissed her almost four hours later, she would participate in acts of sordid sexual perversion by doing things to men and have them do things to her that only a nymphomaniac or a cheap two-bit slut would participate in. Despite her upper class breeding and her college education, she willingly performed every degrading demand requested of her by the patrons of Roary's, who had given William money to fuck her. She, with child like innocence, sought to make her master proud of her and to prove that she was worthy of being his nigger slave.
Within seconds of entering Roary's, several men, unshaven and smelly, either from working in menial labor jobs or just plain dirty, approached her; either offering to buy her a drink or wanting to dance, but she refused all offers. After ordering a drink, she slowly turned, looking about the dimly lit interior for the man who had ordered her here. Suddenly she felt a hand on her shoulder and she flinched, trying to pull away, but the hand tightened and then to her horror slipped from her shoulder to slide over the front of her opened blouse, grasping her right tit squeezing hard.
Then the man's fingers closed about her nipple, rolling and pinching but not hard enough to make her scream in pain, only to wince. Despite her predicament of being in a strange place and having someone she didn't know squeezing and pinching her nipple, as well as not having her master around to protect her she found herself becoming aroused. A shiver of excitement tickled her spine, causing her to visibly shudder as the prospect that with William present or not she was going to be fucked.
The mans heavy breathing tickled the back of her neck, causing her to again shiver and then William's voice whispered that she was late. Then he asked if, like a good little whore, she was ready to make him some money. Instantly and faster than her mind could grasp the ramifications of what was to come another shiver racked her as her choked whisper of "Yes, Master." came from her lips, while, unseen by her, what must have been at least fifteen, maybe twenty, men stared at the scene taking place before them. Removing his hand from her small, and now aching with longing, breasts, he turned to the bartender, telling him the fun was about to begin.
Then, turning back to her, he told her that once the bartender locked the doors she was going to service everyone that remained, and that no matter in what way they wanted to use her she'd comply because she wanted to make her master happy and proud of her.
Lifting her small dark body to the bar, which put her at almost eye level with him, his hand slid along her inner thigh, pinching playfully as his fingers traveled slowly upward to her cunt. By the time his fingers lightly grazed her pussy lips, her legs had parted enough so that the men who had started to gather about could plainly see that she was wearing nothing beneath her short skirt. Then, to their astonishment, he inserted two fingers into her pussy, working them slowly in and out as he gazed into her eyes before suddenly and without removing his fingers, he turned to face the crowd of gawking faces.
"What we have here, you bunch of red neck fuckers, is a beautiful nigger bitch eager to please any white boy that's willing to cough up fifty bucks. For that amount he can do whatever he wants to her, and I mean anything. Not just once, but as many times as he can get it up. In a minute, all those that haven't paid will be asked to leave and the bartender is going to lock the door. They'll stay locked until everybody is either satisfied they got their money's worth or too tired to continue." Amid babbling voices William's voice was drowned out for a moment and Belinda, who until now had been rotating her groin in small tight circles in time with her master's fingers, began shaking like a leaf as his words sank in.
The excited voices of the gawking men asking if she sucked cock or took it in the ass intensified her quivering, sending a cold chill up her spine. Fear, that's what was making her quiver so. Yes, that was it, a fear of being used like a cheap slut by what looked to be twenty plus smelly unshaven men. Or could it be excitement, excitement at the prospect of being used by a large number of strange men? A vivid memory that something very much along that line had almost happened in college but had been stopped by Thomas burst to the forefront.
But now, here in this bar, it was about to happen again and this time Thomas wasn't around to stop it. So now finally she was going to find out if all her late night fantasies of being gang raped and liking it was as good as the real thing. Maybe that's why, when her husband had hinted that he wanted to see her being fucked by his friends, she had easily almost eagerly given in, or maybe it explained why she had fallen so easily under the control of William; a man calling himself her white master. A man that she had somehow instinctively known would fulfill her depraved fantasy of being gang fucked.
Then her thoughts were interrupted, as above the multitude of voices her master's voice instructed her to stand and slowly strip. As she stood untying her blouse teasingly slow, William waved his hands while shouting for them to shut the fuck up. For a moment you could hear a pin drop as she seductively slipped the blouse from her shoulders exposing her pert small breasts and then the assembled crowd drew a deep breath almost as one as she let it flutter at her feet before unsnapping her skirt. Silence like a funeral home filled the bar, as with a smiling face she gazed with lust-filled eyes into the gawking silent faces of the multitude of men.
Unrehearsed but in perfect time to her master's next words she provocatively wiggled her hips while at the same time unzipping and then slowly pushing the tight leather micro-mini from her curvaceous hips. Her heart felt like a trip hammer as teasingly, an inch at a time and with the blood pumping through her veins sounding like bass drums in her ears, she pushed the skimpy material of her micro-mini over her hips and down her legs to finally let it ball at her feet before stepping from it, leaving her totally naked before their disbelieving faces except for her garter belt, fish net stockings and 4 inch pumps.
"In case there's any doubts in your pea brains that my little nigger slave isn't willing and eager to take on any and all comers, her strip tease should leave little doubt, but if your still not convinced then get the fuck out now!", and then he was almost swarmed under as men fought to push money into his hands.
All but five of the twenty three men that had been present during Belinda's unveiling eagerly shoved wads of money into William's hands. As the bartender escorted the ones who hadn't paid from the bar and then locked the door, eager hands pulled Belinda from atop the bar and into the mass of excited men. Frightened, but yet unbelievably aroused by the response her disrobing had on these strange men she gave little thought to their large number. The fact that so many men were eager to vent their sexual hunger on her beautiful petite black body sent salacious tremors through her as she was pulled into their midst and Belinda shivered with excitement and anticipation.
In her shameless arousal the fact that men had paid to use her escaped her. All that mattered was that finally her fantasy was about to become a reality, thanks to William, her white master. As she was tossed atop a table and her smooth dark legs pulled roughly apart she had no idea that the real reason William was selling her to these dozen plus unshaven smelly men was to humiliate and degrade her husband and her. That William the man she was so enamored with, the man she knew as her white master could or would do something so depraved never crossed her mind.
In her innocence and totally ignorant and oblivious of her master's motives, she lifted her head slightly to look past the men surrounding her and gazed raptorously into William's sneering face, silently mouthing "Thank you." Turning her face once more to the men about her she saw that most if not all had already shed their clothes, presenting her passion-filled eyes with an assortment of body shapes and sizes as well as varied lengths and thickness of cocks. Most of the men's cocks were about the same size as her husband's but she glimpsed a few that rivaled if not surpassed her master's. As a cock was pressed to her lips a hungry desire and a burning need to pleasure these men washed over her while in her soul she knew that in the process of satisfying these men she would also make her master proud and happy.
The cock in her mouth almost pulled free of her tightly clasping lips as she was dragged roughly along the table till with her slight waist pressed against the table edge her feet hit the floor, leaving her pelvis at the optimal height and angle for maximum penetration. She felt her splayed legs being lifted almost straight up and then the first of what was to be many cocks to fuck her that evening thrust savagely into the smoldering cauldron of her cunt.
In response and satisfaction she moaned soulfully around the cock in her mouth. Hands squeezed and pinched her lust swollen breasts and nipples, bringing rapturous sounds from deep in her chest as unhampered, the two cocks at either end buffeted her slim petite body between them. Harder, faster, deeper they thrust and then all too soon their cum splashed into and on her smooth dark body, almost as fast as they withdrew others took their place and the ritual was repeated.
Again, and yet again the cocks were replaced as all the while her breasts and nipples were mauled and bitten. Cum, warm and sticky coated the area surrounding the two orifices that were being used for the men's pleasure, but still and to her dismay even after being fucked by six maybe eight cocks she hadn't climaxed. More then once she had felt the first stirrings of an orgasm but for some reason not understood only a warm pleasant feeling flowed through her cock-stuffed body.
Emptiness, and then her feet hit the floor, but before her body could slide from the table she was twisted about making her momentarily lose all sense of direction. As hands directed the movement of her lower body her face and tits pressed against the table and at first she didn't understand what was about to happen, not even as her legs were pulled apart and her perky tight buttocks lifted into the air and a heavy hand pressed into the small of her back did she comprehend. As her ass cheeks were pulled apart and the torrid hardness of a cock traveled from her cum filled leaking cunt up through the crack of her ass and then back again she suddenly realized what was about to happen and in a selfish need and desire for it to happen she responded by slowly gyrating her ass in small tight circles moaning passionately.
The babble of voices around her made little sense as she continued to slowly twist her buttocks in time to the hardness traveling through her ass crack. Through her sex drugged dull senses she heard her white master's voice and felt his hot breath against her ear and she opened her tightly clinched eyes to look at the crowd of smiling men around her supine body. A smile began to play at the corners of her lipstick smeared, cum coated lips, only to quickly vanish as his words suddenly began to have meaning.
With a pitiful scream of "No!" as fingers twisted into her soft black hair, yanking her upper body from the table, the words that had been and were still being uttered into her ear burned into her brain. As her slim body was pulled into a painful arch and the cock that had been teasing her buttocks all those long minutes stopped at the puckered ring of her anus and began to push forward seeking entrance another soul-rending scream burst from her lips.
"This is how animals like it, isn't it bitch, up the ass. Well, it's about time your white master saw to it that your ass hole was broke in good and proper, darkie. You ought to like taking it up the ass, nigger, cause being sub-human and inferior, you're just like an animal. No!! What in the fucking hell do you mean, "No!" bitch? Maybe you mean just one cock fucking your ass isn't enough. Well, don't you fret none nigger, 'cause when I'm done there's at least a dozen others that'll be more than happy to oblige. Move that ass bitch, move it. Show your white master how much you appreciate him fucking you like the animal you are."
With her mouth open and with spittle mixed with cum dribbling from slack lips that had already had at least a dozen cocks between them, Belinda's pitiful wails brought riotous laughter from several of the men watching and listening to William as his ten plus fat inch cock pushed against the tight nether ring of her puckered anus ring. Babbling incomprehensible utterances came from her chest, and tears caused from his cruel hurtful words, as well as his animalistic taking of her anus, left trails in the drying cum that was coating her cheeks as inexorably the fat head of his cock bored relentlessly forward.
Too late Belinda realized the gravity of her situation. what she had dreamingly thought of as the fulfillment of her fantasy that somehow her white master had guessed at was instead being turned into something else. Something depraved and humiliating, but why? Through her tears and shame she tried to make sense of what was happening, to understand why he was degrading her so, but nothing made sense.
Hadn't she done everything he'd asked of her even to the point of letting him sell her body? Only this morning to make him happy she had without protest let two men she'd never seen use her. She had debased herself to the point where repeatedly and simultaneously her every orifice was used and she had welcomed each penetration while pleading with them to do so. But now this humiliating and savage treatment. Why? Always before he had been gentle almost loving as he'd taken her from behind but now he was savage, cruel both in word and deed as if he were trying to humiliate or break her spirit.
Mesmerized, William watched as first the tip and then the whole head of his cock forced it's way into the small opening of her ass hole, and the tightness of her clinging nether ring brought a satisfied moan of pleasure deep from his chest letting everyone know that this was indeed tight. With the one hand still pulling her head painfully back and the other tightly squeezing her small girlish waist his buttocks clinched and unclenched as he began to rapidly hump to and fro.
Her whimpering sobs were like music to him as he continued to verbally abuse and humiliate her before the men who'd paid to use her. As the sixth and then seventh inch of his fat erection burrowed into the unbelievably tight tunnel of her ass hole William for a moment wished that Belinda's husband Thomas were here witnessing her deflowering, but no, it was too soon.
He didn't want Thomas seeing her whimpering and carrying on like some teenage virgin. That would never do. No, he wanted the fucker to see his beloved wife begging and pleading to be fucked. An ominous evil laugh burst from his lips making those closest to him step back. This was but the beginning. What he started today was only the first step and he didn't give a shit if it took a few months or even a year and maybe a thousand cocks to wreak his revenge.
And then his revelry was broken as he felt the first small movement of Belinda's hips. Looking down between her splayed ass cheeks he was amazed to see that every inch of his monstrous cock was completely sheathed in the hot clasping tunnel of her anus. Rocking back he watched her nether ring flare outward but still cling tightly to his emerging wet cock and then when all but the fat knob of his dick had emerged he lunged forward yelling lustfully for her to take it all. "Take it nigger, take it all. Oh sweet Jesus boys, this nigger bitch is tight. Oh yea bitch, that's it, thhhaaat's it, move that black ass. Tell your white master what you like, animal, tell him how much you love having your nigger ass reamed out fast and furious. TELL ME YOU FUCKING NIGGER SLUT."
With spittle drooling from her lips and nonsensical jabbering spilling from a throat made raw with her pitiful screams, her half crazed mind sought to understand why the man she called master would treat her so. Her sphincter felt as if it were being invaded by a mans whole arm, and the horrible pain almost made her lose touch with reality and pass out. Shadows deepened and everything took on a surreal appearance, fading in and out but still William's hurtful words continued to beat against her ears and into her brain, assuring her she hadn't lost consciousness or touch with reality.
Disgusting humiliating words that one human should never say to another burst against her befuddled brain as his fingers twisted in her hair pulling roughly back, somewhat like a cowboy would do as he yanked on the reins of a horse he were trying to break. The only effect such treatment had on a horse though was to hold it's head high but in Belinda's case such treatment caused her upper body to painfully arch backwards especially with Williams other hand pressing forcefully into the small of her back. With her body twisted thus and the seemingly never ending thick length of her master's large cock boring ever deeper Belinda panicked as a vision of his cock tunneling through her body ripping and tearing her insides apart before finally coming out her mouth flashed before her.
She prayed for death but death was denied her, and so in an attempt to relieve the mind shattering pain she let her body go limp while at the same time slowly imperceptibly rotating her numb hips. To her surprise she felt a measure of relief but not much, maybe if she were to move a little more, yes that was it, after all wasn't her master telling her to do such a thing. If she ignored his hurtful name calling and degrading ranting and just concentrated on how he was telling her to move maybe then she would find relief, but it was so hard to ignore his burst of abusive language as he repeatedly called her a nigger and animal.
Again and yet again her buttocks moved as with all her will power she forced her lower body to do as her master said. Faster and now with a rolling grinding motion her hips and buttocks moved. Brilliant light burst inside her brain and her own voice shouted at her through the pain still racking her body, "You love it Belinda, you love the way he's treating you."
With an ever increasing and rapidly rotating grinding of her lower body she began to forcefully push backwards to met the telephone pole impaling her anus and suddenly all pain vanished. Visions of the past few weeks and the many times her master made love to her flashed in kaleidoscope like fashion on the backs of her rapidly fluttering eyelids.
With all her attention focused on the marvelous instrument of fertility relentlessly burrowing in and out of the tight hole centered between her jiggling rotating ass cheeks the excited voices of the onlookers that were witness to her whorish behavior was like the buzzing of so many bees, neither understood or hardly heard as the pounding of her heart throbbed in her ears like a bass drum.
"Admit it girl, he's right, your white master is right! Your his black whore, his slut to use and treat however he likes and you'd do anything to please him and make him happy. And oh, my sweet thing, doesn't your master's big fat white dick feel so good in your ass? That's right darkie, rotate those hips, hump that tight little ass of yours backwards to met his hurtful savage thrust, making sure every inch of his big fat throbbing cock tunnels into your bung hole. That's it sister. That's how to do it, show master how good he makes you feel! And nigger, don't forget to tell master how much you love his big fat white dick and how good it feels stuffed up your black ass! Tell him slut, tell him now."
Chocolate Candy_, Part 2 · Part 2 (2/2)
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