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Mr. Black's Christmas Offer
by dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com)
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Bill visits Mr. Black to arrange the gang rape of his
daughter. (M+/f, ped, nc, rp, v, mast, oral, anal,
intr, gb, beast)
***
Bill Savoy was ushered into the luxurious suite a the
Belagio Hotel in Las Vegas. He had received the
invitation from Mr. Black only the day before, but he
knew that if he did not cancel all plans and fly out to
Vegas immediately, he would never again get the
opportunity to make his dream come true. The young man
who opened the door was between sixteen and eighteen
years old.
He was naked except for a printed sarong which he wore
slung so low about his hips, that had he had any pubic
hair; it would have been clearly visible. The boy was
remarkably handsome and of indeterminate race,
something Latin or Asian, Bill surmised. His brown body
was finely muscled and he had an inbred sexuality about
everything he did.
"Please follow me," he said in a husky whisper and
turned to lead Bill further into the massive and
perfectly decorated suite. Bill's eyes couldn't help
but travel down to the way the boy's hips swayed like a
female cunt when he walked.
"Mr. Savoy, I am delighted to meet you," came the rich
baritone voice from the cluster of furniture at the far
end of the room. Mr. Black was seated on a couch,
sipping a vodka martini and munching on some sort of
rice cracker. He was dressed in loose fitting very
expensive chocolate colored slacks and a baggy silk
shirt of a lighter brown color which was opened to
below his pecs.
Around his neck he wore a gold image of Buddha. He was
middle aged and quite good looking, with close cropped
dark brown hair with just a few hints of gray at the
temple. It was impossible for Bill to pinpoint Mr.
Black's race as well. Mr. Black did not rise but
indicated a lounge chair opposite the couch. "Please
sit down. What will you have to drink?"
Bill smiled. He had waited almost a year for this
interview, and now here at last he was. "Oh, a martini
will be fine. I know from all the legends about you,
Mr. Black that you drink a vodka martini, like James
Bond. That will be fine for me as well."
Mr. Black waived one hand. "Please, Mr. Savoy, Bill if
I may, do not compare me to a shallow British thug,
merely because we share the same drinking habits. And
as for the legends, most of them are urban legend
only." When Mr. Black smiled, he seemed almost human.
His eyes twinkled and his lips formed a cooked line
raised more at one corner than the other.
A second boy appeared with a silver tray on which
rested a small martini glass and a silver cocktail
shaker. This boy was even more naked than the one who
had answered the door. He wore nothing more than a red
silk pouch over his genitals, and what shocked Bill the
most was that he could not have been more than fourteen
years of age.
"Martinis are not meant to be served in large glasses.
They become warm, and warm vodka tastes like owl piss.
When they were invented they were always drunk as
follows. Small glasses, the contents of which may be
consumed in a swallow or two, along with a shaker
filled with more!"
They settled back and each had a swallow or two. "I
have waited almost a year to see you. I'm glad you were
able to arrange this before the holidays. It will be a
wonderful Christmas present to myself."
"We had to do a background check on you. And then I had
some business in what was once called Burma. I think
the old names of many of these countries so much more
romantic than the new ones. Any way, here you are at
last. So. Let us get right to the point shall we? There
is a champion ship boxing match here in Vegas tonight
as you may know, and I have an appointment to watch the
contender work out. So, let me see, for what is it you
wish my services. Oh yes, you would like to have your
daughter gang fucked."
There! It was out in the open. Bill's most secret and
dark fantasy. The thing that had obsessed his mind for
over a year. It was said so casually by Mr. Black. No
whispers, no coded words.
"Ah, yes, you see, the girl's mother died a few years
ago and left me..."
"Yes, yes, whatever. I am really not interested in your
motives. I am only interested in providing you with the
service you require. How old is the girl?"
"She's ah, she's twelve."
"So there's a good chance she will get pregnant from
the fuck."
Bill felt his dick harden. "Ah, yes, that is a
possibility. I'm fine with that." He pictured his
little twelve year old daughter with her stomach
swollen with child.
"From what you emailed to me, and our telephone
conversation, and I'm sorry if I am covering some
ground twice here, but I have so much on my plate right
now and I want to get this right. From what we
discussed, I think I suggested and you agreed to a
weekend abduction gang rape. That way the boys will
have more time not only to fuck all her holes, but also
to humiliate and degrade her properly. It makes for a
better memory for you and a much more enjoyable DVD."
Bill sipped. He felt warm and uncomfortable discussing
this in the open like this, but also very excited.
"Yes, a weekend abduction rape."
"And money is no object? I mean for a three day fuck
instead of just an over nighter?"
"I am fairly well off, as you no doubt know after
checking my bank records. This means a lot to me. More
than anything else. I really want to have my daughter
turned into a fucked out cock slut. It's pretty much
all I think about."
Mr. Black nodded knowingly and popped some rice
crackers into his mouth and then slid the bowl across
to his guest. "Well then, black or white, or Latino, or
Asian?"
"Beg pardon?"
Mr. Black smiled. "The men who fuck her little brains
out. Do you want black or white or Latino or Asian. The
Latinos can be the cruelest, but the blacks of course
have the largest dicks by far. Nothing like watching
some huge nigger dick fuck in and out of your
daughter's mouth and ass and cunt, I should think."
"Oh yes, black by all means. I had never even
considered that, but that will be so hot!" He pictures
his poor innocent little daughter fucked by a gang of
muscled black niggers. His dick grew larger in his
pants.
"By the way," Mr. Black said, "would you like a cock
suck or anything while we visit? Emil, here, "he
gestured to the fourteen year old, "is an excellent
cocksucker. Unfortunately I have no young ladies here,
but I promise you, you won't regret Emil's mouth."
Bill shook his head. "Ugh, no, I'm fine, thank you."
"So, blacks it will be. A gang of blacks. Do you prefer
older gentlemen or young? Some prefer older men fucking
their daughters, while others like strong, violent
young street types."
"Oh the strong young street types by all means. And I
hope they are very rough with her."
"Rest assured, they will be. They will fuck the shit
out of the little bitch and turn her into a cock hungry
slut, all in one weekend. The average cock size of the
boys will be between nine and twelve inches. The little
twelve year old cunt will get quite a ride. Now if it
is to be a weekend long fuck session, I recommend ten
niggers. I know I said five to seven before, and I know
it costs more money, but I think you will be so much
happier with the results. With ten niggers, they can
pretty much fuck her non stop all weekend long. In
between fucks, of course, they will use dildos,
bottles, corn cobs, toilet plungers, and even baseball
bats on her twat."
Bill could hardly contain himself. "Oh God, yes. I want
her fucked so she can't walk for a week." Bill noticed
that the young man who had answered the door was now at
a computer taking notes of their conversation.
"So, ten healthy, hung young niggers it will be then.
What about dogs?"
Bill forgot to breath. He was in shock. He blinked and
found himself almost passing out from not breathing.
"Dogs?" he said at last.
"Would you like her fucked by and made to suck off
dogs?"
"Oh, ah, yes please." He sounded like a little boy.
Mr. Black chuckled. "It can be amusing with a cunt that
age. If she does get pregnant, you can tell her that
she might be carrying uppies, and she will often
believe you and live in terror."
Bill took a large gulp of his drink. "That sounds
great."
"And let me see, .toilet games? Would you like toilet
games?"
"I'm not sure what that all entails."
"Well, the nigger can piss on your daughter, or make
her drink their piss for the entire weekend. They could
shit in her mouth, or on a plate and make her eat it.
You name it."
Bill frowned. "I, ah, I'm not into shit. Is that okay?"
"It's your money. Piss?"
"Oh God yes. Have them piss all over her and make her
drink most of it. Dog piss too if that's okay?"
"Certainly. We can have her licking dog piss off the
floor while she had a dildo up her ass and cunt. Now
what about pain?"
Bill licked his lips. "I'd like her to experience lots
of pain. Extreme pain if possible. But I don't want any
permanent marks or for her to end up crippled or
anything."
"No problem. She will suffer unspeakably for the entire
weekend, but be returned to you as pretty as a picture
on Monday morning. You know what to tell her?"
"Afterward? Sure. That going to the police would ruin
her life, so we had better keep this horrible thing to
ourselves. And I should suggest that it was at least
partly her fault for attracting the boys to begin with.
I should plant the seed that she is a little cock
slut!"
"Exactly. Now with ten niggers, I figure she will be
fucked at least ninety times in the three days, perhaps
fifty in the pussy and forty in the ass. She will also
be sucking cock pretty much all the time, but they will
unload in her mouth or face about twenty times. I can
have them pull out of her ass before they cum and shoot
on her face if you prefer facials!"
"Yes, I think I'd like that, as long as they don't
stint on the ass fucking. I want her rectum fully
stretched!"
"Oh it will be, I can assure you."
Mr. Black leaned forward. "She will be psychologically
affected by this experience, you realize. Her mind will
be damaged to some degree. I mean, she will never be
the same little girl as the daughter you now have. The
gang rape experience can turn some cunts off to sex for
the rest of their lives. And we wouldn't want that. We
want to turn her on to sex and turn her into a cock
hungry slut, correct?"
"Oh yes, indeed. In fact, I want to fuck her silly
myself eventually."
"Yes, well then I will include free of charge our
follow up, just to make sure she turns out the way we
want her."
"Follow up?"
"Aswan, come here." Mr. Black called and the handsome
youth at the computer rose and walked over to the two
men.
"This is Aswan. Shortly after the gang fuck, while you
daughter is still recovering physically, you will
introduce her to Aswan. He will be a family friend, he
will comfort her and she will fall in love with him
because he is so kind and so very handsome."
The beautiful youth blushed a bit.
"About two weeks into the relationship, just as the
bitch is pretty much healed, he will fuck her for the
first time. He will teach her not to feel guilty about
being gang fucked, but to enjoy her new status as a
cock slut. He will educate her on how to please a man.
She will think he is to be her boyfriend forever, so
she will give him everything she has.
"She will hold back nothing. He will repeat with her
the very same activities that she underwent with the
niggers, but this time it will be done for 'love." soon
she will not be able to go without cock for even a few
hours. Then you may do anything you wish with her."
"That's amazing, Mr. Black. And will I be able to film
the sessions with Aswan too?"
"A complete film record of all of her fucks will be
provided to you."
"I insist on paying you for this extra consideration."
Mr. Black waved his hand. "No, no, this is all part of
the package. We like to make sure our little sluts,
male or female are well taken care of, and follow up is
essential. So Aswan here will become her boyfriend."
Mr. Black snapped his fingers and the teenage boy
opened his sarong and dropped it to the floor. he stood
there totally naked and Bill gasped. Although the boy
was not more than seventeen, and although his teenage
cock was flaccid, it hung there as thick as a wine
bottle and almost eight inches long.
"Aswan is quite unique as you can see. Erect his dick
grows to thirteen inches and is thicker than a baseball
bat. He had a hard time finding fuck partners until he
met me. Now I find suitable young girls and boys to
enjoy his enormous charm! Don't you think he will make
the perfect boyfriend for your little girl?"
"Jesus, he will rip her cunt and asshole apart."
"No, she will be suitably stretched by the wekeend
nigger fuck. But, each time he fucks her, she will have
to struggle to take all of him. Thirteen inches of dick
going into a twelve year old girl. That cock will have
to penetrate her womb and then some. She will be well
stuffed.
"And because of her love for her new boyfriend, she
will take all of him and he will insist on fucking
balls deep. She may never walk properly again. When she
is absolutely hooked on cock and needs it several times
a day in order to exist, he will drop her, and then you
may take over with whatever plans you have for her.
"Personally, after Aswan, I would think about her next
lover being a horse! We can arrange that too." Mr.
Black smiled. Aswan's hunk of fat teenage fuck meat had
grown erect, and it stood out obscenely from the boy's
body. It was grotesque.
"The money has been transferred to your bank account,
with a respectable tip, I hope."
"More than respectable. It will be a pleasure doing
business with you, Bill. And, Merry Christmas!"
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison.
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