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 `I ordered the bitch to strip and watched the obedient slut do as she was
told.  She tried to to pull some bullshit by calling me a nigger so I
fucked her white cunt and decide to change her name to just that.  Cunt. 
The worthless white slut took it.  Never said no.  Never said stop.  I
raped her fucking cunt and she took it.  She might be a worthless white
slut, but at least her pussy is good for fucking and her tits are worth
looking at.'

   As the last of the class filed out it was just her and a grinning Theo.
He stood up and walked in front of her desk.  He picked up his paper.  "I
raped her cunt and she took it all." he read.  Kirstin Tamms never looked
at him.  "'Cept it wasn't rape, was it, Cunt?" he asked.

   She didn't answer.

   "I'm talking to you.  CUNT.  Was it?"

   "No," she shook her head, answering her new name.

   "Guess you can say no after all.  It's just when you get a big, black
cock in front of you, you can't.  But you are a fucking slut for that dark
meat." Theo said and dropped the paper in front of her.  "Another B, I
think."

   She looked up finally.  "I can't hand this in.  And it needs to be in
your handwriting." Kirstin said.  She opened a drawer and pushed a pile of
papers towards him.  "You need to copy these."

   "What?" Theo said.

   "I've done the work for you!" she snapped.  then went silent as she
remembered the slap, then how he'd tossed her clothes away.  Kirstin had
manged to get back without being seen.  Just.  As she opened the door of
her apartment one of her neighbours doors opened.  The next night she sat
down and and wrote what she...  What Theo needed.

   "You talking back at me, Cunt?" he said.

   "I'm sorry."

   "Damn well should be." Theo picked up the papers and looked at them
idly. "All I gotta do is copy this shit, huh?"

   "Yes."

   "Nothing else?"

   Kirstin shook her head.

   "Okay, Cunt.  Suppose I can do that." Theo said, taking the papers and
walked to the door.

   "My clothes?" she asked him.

   Theo just smiled and headed out of the class.  Kirstin looked at the
report of her `rape' and remembered how it felt to be taken.  Forced into
accepting that black cock...

   Kirstin slipped a hand down her skirt and stroked her clit through the
thin panties.







   "I talked to him." Michael said to her later that night.

   They were sitting on the couch.  Michael was sipping his usual beer and
she had wine.  Kirstin hadn't told him about what happened with Theo. 
"What did he say?" she asked.

   "He said, fair enough." Michael shrugged.  "One picture ain't proof."

   "He..."

   "He ain't going to do anything about it." Michael put an arm around her
and gave Kirstin a gently hug.  "You're safe, babe."

   Kirstin blinked, knowing Theo was doing something about it.  She wanted
to tell Michael but knew she could never explain it properly.  How she had
forced into sex but also had enjoyed it.  How he had made her cum...

   "It's cool," Michael told her again.

   She turned to him and found his lips pressing against hers.  Slowly she
allowed herself to succumb to Michael...  Let him gently undo her top and
cup her breast.  She felt his growing bulge then squeezed it.  Michael
stood up and took her hand.  he le her into her bedroom...

   It was gentle, the opposite of what Theo had done.  Michael hesitated
before entering her and gently rocked back and forth, going deeper inside
her while Kirstin wrapped her arms and legs around him.  She felt him cum
inside her, his seed stopping at the condom he wore.  Kirstin rolled
Michael onto his back and climbed off him.  She pulled the condom off and
sank her lips down around his shaft.  She could taste his cum on it.  She
felt his hands stroke her head as she slowly sucked...





   It was two days later when the parcel appeared.  Kirstin signed for the
package, opened it and saw the videotape.  It was titled with three words.
`Cunt, watch this'.  Nervously she put the tape into the machine and
pressed play.  She saw the screen blink into life and realised she was
watching her own bedroom.  Kirstin was watching herself wrapping her legs
and arms around Michael as he fucked her, his black ass pumping up and
down, plunging his black shaft into her...!

   Kirstin ran into the bedroom and remembered the angle she had seen.  She
found the where the camera had to be place and found...  Nothing! 
"Bastard!" she said then wondered how he had gotten in.  Had he a key?  How
could he...

   Her bag was in the car when she went out and stripped.  Kirstin couldn't
remember seeing the little shit's face because of the headlights.  Theo
must have got hold of them then, but she still had them to get in so
how...? Kirstin sighed as she thought od it.  So simple.  Press it into
some kind of clay and have a copy made.  She tried calling Michael but
found him not answering.  Again.  She had to tell him.  He was there with
her, his cock inside her.  He had to know.

   The phone rang and she picked it up.  "Michael?"

   "I knew you were fucking him." Theo's voice replied and Kirstin stared
at the phone.  "You get the movie, Cunt?"

   "Yes." she said.  "You can't do this to Michael."

   "You're the one fucking him.  Teach." Theo said.

   "Why are you doing this?" she demanded.

   "Cause I own you, Cunt."

   "You bastard," she muttered.

   Theo laughed.  "I love how you look taking it doggy-style."

   "What do you want." she said quietly.





   Theo had blindfolded her when she got into his car.  They he drove. 
Just drove, not saying a thing.  Finally he stopped and Kirstin heard him
get out.  Then her door opened and her arm was grabbed.  She was pulled out
and stepped onto...  grass?  "Where are we?" Kirstin asked.

   "All you need to care about is this." Theo said next to her and he
patted her crotch.

   Kirstin was walked a short distance.  She was somewhere outside.  With
grass.  One of the parks?

   "Stop." he ordered and suddenly she was shoved forward.  Kirstin put her
hands out and felt the rough wooden surface in front of her.  "It's a
table, Cunt." Theo told her.  "Bend over it."

   She did as she was told then...  Was that?  Kirstin looked to the her
left.  No...  nothing there.  A hand grabbed her right leg and pushed it
against the thick leg of the table.  "What are you--" she started.

   "Shut the fuck up, Cunt!" Theo ordered and Kirstin felt the strapping
tighten around her ankle, binding her right leg to the table leg.  She felt
him grab her left leg and strap her left ankle to the left table leg. 
Kirstin lay there, tugging at the straps and finding them secure.  She was
tied to this table.  Outside.  What was he going to do with her this time?

   Kirstin felt her skirt tighten then heard it rip and part.  the cold air
hitting her naked thighs.  She felt something hard and flat and cold and
pointed rub against her hip.  A knife!  "Theo...  please!" she begged.

   "Shut up, bitch." he said and she felt her panties being sliced off. 
The knife left her skin.

   Kirstin heard a small snick.

   "Don't need a knife to fuck you, Cunt." Theo said.  "We already knew
you're a slut.  So you can't be raped.  To be raped you need to say no." He
paused.  "And you can't say no, can you, Cunt?"

   Kirstin knew what was expected.  She shook her head.

   "And why can't you say no?" Theo asked.

   Kirstin hesitated.

   A hand SLAPPED her ass HARD!  The sound seemed to echo around her.

   "Why CAN'T you say no?" he demanded.

   "Cause...  I'm a slut." she replied.

   Suddenly he grabbed her hair, jerked Kirstin's head back and whispered
in her ear.  "Cause..." she started to repeat.  "CAUSE I'M A FUCKIN' WHITE
SLUT WHO NEEDS NIGGER COCK!!!" she yelled and looked back as she thought
she heard that....

   No, there was nothing again.  Just her mind fucking with her.

   "Ain't that the truth, bitch." Theo said from behind her and she heard
the sound of a zip being undone.  She moaned as she felt his big cock push
inside her her.  Two powerful hands grabbed her ass cheeks and squeezed
them as she felt the cock begin to thrust.

   "Awww..." Kirstin groaned, feeling for and grabbing the sides of the
table as Theo fucked her.  "Yes...  Fuck me..." she muttered.  "Fuck me,
Theo..."

   "Ain't me that's fucking you, Cunt." Theo said from somewhere to the
side.  The big, thick cock was still pumping into her.

   "What!" Kirstin looked towards him.

   "Wrong nigger, bitch." the deep voice said from behind her as he plunged
his shaft deep inside her again and again...

   "Theo!" she said.

   "Enjoy her," Theo said.  Kirstin heard his voice get more distant.  He
was leaving her!  "Remember.  She needs nigger cock...."

   "THEO!!!" she yelled.

   "Hey, Cunt!" she heard him yell.  "Don't you take that blindfold off!"
he warned her and she heard a car door close.

   Then an engine start.

   "THEOOOOOOOO!!!" she screamed as she heard the car drive off.

   The two strong hands switched left her ass, grabbed her shoulders and
slammed her down.  His thrusting became more frantic.  "Just you and us,
slut." the man fucking her said.

   "Us...?" she gasped.

   He gasped and Kirstin felt the warm feeling of his seed filling her
womb. He pulled out of her but Kirstin wasn't given a second before she
felt another cock being pushed into her.

   "Us!" a second deep male voice told her as he began to fuck...





   Us, they had said.  And there were plenty.

   Kirstin called in sick the next morning.  She lied about a cold and put
the phone down.  How many were there?  10...12...  15?  She could remember
at least that many voices.  And even more cocks!  Each one took their turn
and left their cum inside her.  Kirstin remembered how they used her,
grabbing her head and pulling her to one side to put her mouth to use. 
"One big white fuckhole, bitch." she remembered one saying as he slammed
his big, thick cock into her mouth.  She should have screamed rape. 
Screamed no.  But she didn't.  And yet again, her own body had betrayed
her. She came three or four times.  She could remember how those... 
niggers had commented on it.  How wet she got...  How good her pussy was.
Kirstin thought back to their reaction when she told them she might get
pregnant.  "So fuckin' what, bitch...  Ain't that what you bitches for?...
Fuck you, whore!"

   The thought of her becoming pregnant just seemed to urge them on.  They
made sure they came inside her.  Even if one was fucking her mouth he would
be given room just to cum inside her cunt...

   Finally one of the men undid the strappings that bound her to the table
and told her to count to sixty before she removed the blindfold.  Kirstin
did as she was told, feeling all that sperm filling her belly.  At last she
pulled off the blindfold and blinked in the morning light.  How many hours
had it been, 7, 8?  So many cocks...  Feeling her belly, she saw the car
nearby, and the keys on the ground next to her.  Lifting her ruined skirt
Kirstin saw the cum stains running down her thighs - both theirs and hers.

   When she arrived back at her place, Kirstin sank into a bath then called
in sick.  It was mid-morning when the phone rang.  "Hello." she said.

   "Morning sickness already?" Theo said on the other end.

   "Fuck you." Kirstin told him and put the phone down.  She immediately
picked it up and started dialling Michael's number.  But stopped when she
remembered he wouldn't be there.  Besides, she was making too many phone
calls to his place.  There might be questions on his side.  She could claim
it was school business for a couple of times but not anymore.  Kirstin had
to talk to him.  She had to tell him his `talk' hadn't worked.  Theo knew
about both of them.  "Bastard," she muttered.





   She went to sleep.  When Kirstin woke the clock read 6:37pm.  She didn't
need to worry about tomorrow.  It would be Saturday.  She wouldn't have to
see Theo till Monday.  Tomorrow she would see about getting the locks
changed.  Slowly Kirstin stood up and walked into the kitchen.  She made
herself a sandwich and a coffee and opened the cupboard to get the sugar.

   "Fuck you, Cunt!" Theo said and grabbed her from behind.  He slapped a
big, black hand over her mouth.

   "MMM!!!" she struggled and felt him push her against the worktop.  His
groin was rubbing against her ass.  His hand suddenly left her mouth,
grabbing her hair and yanked her head back against his shoulder.

   "Go ahead, Cunt." Theo hissed in her ear.  "Scream.  Except you ain't
going to, are you?" His other hand slid inside her robe and cupped her left
breasts, squeezing it gently.  "Only time a slut like you screams is when
she cums with a big, black cock inside her!"

   "Mmmm..." Kirstin moaned.

   "Oh, those guys you met last night, say hello." he told her and squeezed
her tit a little harder.  "Well, the ones I talked to.  The rest...  Mmh."

   "You bastard, that was--"

   "What?" Theo tugged on her head.  "What was it, Cunt?" He started
kissing her neck.  "I'm told you didn't say no.  Not once" Kirstin felt his
hand slide down her belly then pat it gently.  "But this said yes.  Over
and over and over again..."

   Kirstin pushed him back and broke free.  "Fuck you, Theo!" she spat. 
"You want me, you black bastard!" She undid the robe's belt and opened the
robe exposing her breasts and pussy, showing herself to him.  "Take it, you
fucking black bastard!" Kirstin told him.  "But it'll be the worst fuck
you're ever going to get.  You'll be fucking a plank of wood, fuckhead!"

   Theo stepped up her and SLAPPED her!

   Kirstin felt the tears well up as the sharp sting throbbed across her
cheek.

   "You gotta learn some fucking respect, bitch." he told her.  Then shoved
her out of the kitchen.  Quickly he opened the fridge and picked up a
bottle of beer.  As Theo walked out he saw Kirstin still nursing her face.
"Sit down." he ordered.  Kirstin went to sit on a chair.  "On the fucking
floor." he told her and watched as Kirstin sat on the floor.  Theo sat on
the couch in front of her.  "And get rid of that," he said pointing to the
rob.  She pulled it off and Theo tossed it into a corner.  "You," he told
her.  "You have a problem.  You don't know your place." Theo put the bottle
against the edge of the coffee table and hit the top.  The cap flew off and
he took a mouthful.

   The phone rang.  Kirstin looked at it.

   It rang again.

   "You'd better answer that." Theo told her.  "Tell them you're going to
be busy.  All weekend."

   Kirstin blinked at him.  "All..."

   The phone rang...

   "All weekend." Theo nodded and took another mouthful of beer.

   Kirstin picked up the phone.  "H-hello." she said.

   "Hey sexy." Michael said.

   Kirstin's heart jumped.  "Michael!"

   Theo looked at her and she turned her back on him.  "Look, I'm...  a bit
busy right now."

   "Come on.  It's the weekend." Michael said.  "I found the perfect little
place.  Nice.  Quiet.  Discreet."

   "That sounds so...  sweet, Michael." she said.  "But I can't get away."

   "Guess I'll just have to take that sweet little cheerleader then,"

   Kirstin closed her eyes.  Normally she would have laughed at Michael's
attempt to make her jealous.  "Listen, maybe...  maybe during the week?"

   "Okay..." Michael replied.

   She put the phone down, and breathed deeply s she looked at it.  "Like I
was saying," Theo said behind her.  "You don't know your place.  Yet."

   Kirstin turned and saw Theo was naked.  His clothes were on the couch
next to him.  Damn he had a good body.  Kirstin could see why he was the
football captain.  His body was ripped, with a perfect six-pack.  His cock
was as thick and big as ever.  Like every other black cock she'd had. 
"I..." she started but couldn't find the words.

   "On your knees, Cunt." Theo told her and sipped the beer.  Kirstin
looked at him, tearing her eyes from his cock.  "On your fucking knees,
bitch!" Theo said again.  Kirstin lowered herself onto her knees, looking
at Theo.  "Now crawl over here."

   Kirstin did as she was told.  She crawled towards him, knowing she
should be standing up to him.  Let him try and blackmail her.  But there
was something about submitting to him that made her feel dirty and horny
and sluttish.  It was the same when she was being fucked over that table by
those men.  All of them unknown.  She didn't know how many there were.  She
didn't know how many were watching her being used like a white slut... 
Their big cocks fucking her.  Using her a fuckmeat.  White fuckmeat...

   "Kiss the black cock," he said as she looked up at him.  Kirstin raised
herself up and put her lips against big, fat, black tip.  She kissed it. 
"Good.  You learning..." He smiled and lifted his cock.  "Now the balls."
Kirstin leant against his powerful thighs and gently kissed each of his
big, black balls.  She could feel herself begin to juice up as she gave
herself to his will and opened her lips to suck in his big, black balls. 
Theo pushed her head back and sat down on the couch.  He smiled as he
lifted a leg, hooking it over the back.  Slowly he spread both his legs. 
"Now kiss my black ass." he told her.

   Kirstin blinked.  "What?"

   "You gotta learn, bitch." Theo said.  "Your white lips kissing my black
asshole.  The way it should be.  Cunt."

   She swallowed again.  "But that's..."

   "Your fucking place." Theo said.

   Kirstin should be disgusted.  She should be telling him to fuck the hell
off and kiss his own black asshole.  But she didn't.  She couldn't. 
Slowly, Kirstin crawled between his open legs until she came to his crotch.
Thankfully he was clean.  She put her lips out and lightly kissed the crack
of his ass.

   "Properly, Cunt." Theo ordered.  "You open them and give it a real kiss.
I wanna feel that tongue!"

   Kirstin hesitated then looked at the big, back cock and balls in front
of her.  Fuck you, nigger, she thought, defying him in her mind.  But she
knew the truth.  He was fucking her.  Him and every other fucking nigger.
She was just a nigger-loving white cunt.  Kirstin enjoyed being taken and
gangbanged.  She enjoyed being ordered.  She was getting off at being
turned into a white whore.

   "Kiss it, you fucking white slut!" Theo ordered.

   Kirstin gently eased his black buttocks aside and saw the lighter
coloured anal opening.  She pressed her lips between his buttocks.

   Theo moaned softly as he felt her do just what she was told...







   "You are one NASTY fucking ho!" Theo whispered into her ear as he
emptied his second load, this time into her ass.  Kirstin could feel the
warm feeling as she bit down on her pillow.  The leather straps were tight
against her wrists and ankles from when Theo had tied her to the bed, belly
down and spreadeagled.  She could still feel the warm feeling of his seed
in her belly.  The only lube he used was the juices from her own cunt.  He
had asked her to say no.  Challenged her to say it, even.  Theo had shoved
her face into the pillow when he finally broke through her tight, virgin
asshole to muffle the scream.

   "Ever been fucked up the ass, Cunt?" he had asked.  Kirstin shook her
head.  "Not even Michael?" he added.  She shook her head again.  "Gonna
take me up the ass?" he asked and she hesitated.  He put his mouth to her
ear.  "Say it, Cunt.  Say the N-word..."

   Kirstin didn't say the N-word.

   Theo fucked her up the ass, shoving her head down into the pillow as she
screamed.

   She was gasping in pain as he lay on top of her, thrusting his big
thick, black cock into her anal opening.  "Don't worry, you get used to
it." He grinned.  "All you white bitches do."

   Kirstin said nothing, just lay there, panting as she felt him cum then
stay inside her.

   "You shoulda heard Jessica scream when I broke her ass in," he said.

   "...J...Jessica?" Kirstin gasped.

   "That white piece of ass in the class.  One of the cheerleaders?  Least
she was until she had to leave a couple of months ago." he replied and
Kirstin remembered her.  Jessica Willows.  17 years old daughter of one of
the richer families.  Blonde, beautiful and was meant to get the head
cheerleaders' position.  She had the legs for those skirts.  There one day
and the next gone.  The whole family had gone, Kirstin had heard.  The
position went to Adela Watson.  A 17 year old black girl with equally good
legs.  "That slut fucking screamed the windows out when we did her."

   "W-we...?" Kirstin repeated.

   "Five of us.  That horny little bitch took it EVERY way that night."
Theo laughed.  "Just like you.  A real nasty fuckin' slut, too.  Yoiu know
the real reason she'd gone, don't ya, Cunt?"

   "What?" Kirstin asked.

   "Bitch got knocked up.  And Daddy didn't want the town to know how big a
slut his precious angel was.  Least not the white side of town.  `Specially
when she pumps out a black kid.  And there's no way they can know who the
father is, the number of niggers been using her a cum-dump.  Bitch was even
getting served in the bars in return for blowing the bartenders.  That's
why her family moved out.  Didn't want the `shame'." Theo suddenly pulled
out of her and knelt up.  "Not that'll it do them much good.  Teeny tiny
white guys ain't gonna do it for her now.  That slut is black cock only."
He walked out the bedroom.  "Kinda like you." he said.  "See ya in the
morning!"

   "Theo!" Kirstin said as she pulled at the straps.  They wouldn't give.
She could hear him moving about.  "THEO!" His footsteps were heading
getting faint.  "THEO!!!" she called out again.  The door opened and then
closed.  "Theo...you fucking...." she sighed and put her face into the
pillow.  "You fuck!"







   It must have been half an hour.  Kirstin had reconciled herself to being
left this way.  Tied naked to the bed.  Spreadeagled.  Exposed.  Theo, you
fucking black shit, she thought.  What if she needed to pee?  No, he was
fucking with her.  Showing her who was in charge.  He would be back.  He
would have to claim his prize.  Tell her who was the boss.  She heard the
door open and then came the footsteps.  "Look, Theo..." she said and looked
towards the door.

   Kirstin went silent as Michael appeared at the door.  "Michael...?" she
said quietly.  There was no use.  She had to tell him.  "Look, Theo's been
blackmailing me.  Over us."

   Michael just leant against the door frame, his arms crossed.

   "I had to..." she said.  "Can you just untie me here!"

   He didn't move.

   "Michael?" she pleaded.  "Please!"

   "Think about it." he said finally.

   "What?  Just untie me!"

   "Think.  About.  It." he repeated slowly.

   "Jesus fucking Christ, Michael!" she spat then it hit her.  "How did you
get in?" she asked.  The door had been closed.  You needed a key to open
it. Michael smiled and pulled a key from his jeans pocket.  "Where...?" she
gasped, confused.

   "You know how much I dreamed of fucking that ass?" Michael grinned.  He
put the key back in his pocket and walked towards the bed, undoing his
belt. "But you always said no.  You gonna say that tonight?" He stripped
off.  "Thought not." Michael said and grinned.  "Cunt."

   Kirstin heard the word `Cunt' and finally understood.  It was said as a
name, like Theo used it.  He had a key, like Theo.  Five of us, Theo had
said.  Five.  It all fitted.  Even the tape.  Who could actually get a
camera in and out.  Not Theo, there was too much risk of it being found. 
But Michael could.  he could even divert her away from it by waving that
big, black of his at her.  God, she was such a fucking slut!  Kirstin felt
him crawling onto the bed between her spread legs.  To think that she had
worried about protecting him but...  Kirstin heard Michael spit then start
pushing his cock between her ass cheeks.  She remembered the pain when Theo
did it.  She could...  should say no, Kirstin told herself as she felt
Michael's thick cock find her newly-deflowered anal fuckhole.  She braced
herself.  She didn't say no....