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Black Dominated Family - 3
by Scatwoman (scatwoman@aol.com)
***
Luke Powers starts to get bored of the Whitebreads and
puts Wendy's loyalties to the test. Chuck desperately
hopes that Wendy chooses him and her old life over this
black rapist who has moved in and ruined their lives.
But big, black cock addiction is a very difficult habit
for a white MILF to break... just how far gone is she?
Is there any hope for the Whitebreads? Or for Wendy's
younger sister, about to be married herself? (Mdom/FMfm,
inc, ped, bi, nc, rp, intr, bd, ws, scat)
***
PART 3: The First Year
Chapter 10: The Degradation of Wendy
November 2008
It had now been nearly two whole months since Luke had
first taken over the lives of the Whitebread family,
completely transforming their existence and dictating a
new one by sheer dominance of will. But he had begun to
get bored and, after the Sunday game, seemed less eager
to engage in his usual all-night post-game bacchanalia
of celebration.
Wendy and Missy noticed this and seemed concerned. This
was totally out of character. They couldn't imagine what
was wrong. His Eagles has absolutely crushed the
Seahawks 26-7, and Luke had celebrated each touchdown by
spiking himself in Butch's ass (with a nice spanking for
the extra point) and each field goal by making the teen
choke on his big, black dick until he blew his load down
is throat.
For the one touchdown the Seahawks had scored, Luke took
it out on Butch by taking a huge, nasty dump in the
teen's mouth, then taping his mouth closed to ensure he
ate every last bite. After the game, he let Butch wash
it down with a long, hot piss fueled by over two hours
of beer consumption.
But after Butch had guzzled the last drop, Luke just let
the exhausted, humiliated boy slide off his dick and
collapse on the living room floor. He didn't do his
usual post-game smack talk, dance of celebration or
spankings. He seemed subdued and pre-occupied.
"Is something wrong?" Wendy asked meekly, sidling up
next to the big black man on the couch.
Luke didn't respond, he simply sat and brooded.
Missy came over and joined her mother, sitting on the
other side.
"Did we... do something bad?" Missy's lower lip quivered
a bit. It was cute, Luke had to admit. He loved
submissive little bitches who know their place.
But still he didn't answer.
Wendy and Missy looked at each other with concern. Missy
reached out to her mother and pulled her closer so that
they were both in front of Luke's face. She pulled her
mother to her and kissed her deeply, passionately, with
a lust that made Wendy's pussy tingle. Wendy didn't
resist this incestuous lesbian advance from her daughter
in the slightest. In fact, she moaned and leaned into
it, rubbing her hand over Luke's wonderfully sculpted,
smooth muscled torso as she deeply tongue-kissed her
daughter for him.
For his part, over in the corner, impaled on 12 inches
of thick black dildo planted on the seat of the chair he
was strapped to, Chuck just groaned at the site of his
loving wife and innocent daughter's incestuous lesbian
act for Luke's benefit. Despite himself, his little
white dick was hard and leaking, making a wet spot on
the front of his pink lace panties. Even if his mouth
wasn't corked up with a black dildo held in place by a
mouth harness, he wouldn't have known what to say. He
was no longer the man of this family, that was for sure.
Missy reached down during the kiss to grab Luke's hard
cock... only it wasn't hard! It was flaccid. Still huge,
but for him to be soft was almost unheard of, especially
when she and her mother were lezzing out on each other
for him.
Missy was so shocked that she broke the kiss to look
down at his thick member to make sure. Wendy was
startled by the abrupt breaking of the kiss and looked
down to see what Missy was doing, then she, too, noticed
with shock Luke's condition.
Now Wendy and Missy really looked worried, sharing a
concerned expression.
"Luke?" Wendy began, then corrected herself,
"Master...?"
They were never allowed to just call him Luke. He'd
trained them in that early - first slip earns you a
bitch slap, next a hard spanking, third a full, extended
ass-raping where you must call him by a proper name each
thrust, thanking him each time, or get spanked/slapped
each thrust. Missy didn't need to be trained, but
sometimes she defiantly, purposely slipped up to get the
punishment. Wendy wanted to obey, but sometimes forgot.
Chuck resisted at first, but soon caved. Still forgets
when he's nervous, under pressure. Butch has needed
constant training, refuses to kowtow. But after a long
hard fucking, he reluctantly toes the line until he's
forgotten how pathetically he sobbed and begged and
pleaded for Luke's mercy the last punishment.
Acceptable forms of address were:
- Mr. Powers
- Master
- Master Luke
- Master Powers
- Black Master
- Your Blackness
But if Luke noticed Wendy's slip-up, he didn't show it.
His lip curled a bit, but that was all.
"Do you..." Wendy continued, "want us to do something
special?" she offered, "Something... dirty?"
"REALLY dirty?" Missy raised the ante.
Luke just shrugged.
Missy and Wendy whispered conspiratorially in each
others ears and, after some negotiation, both nodded.
"Oh... Master Luke... my belly hurts..." Missy began,
playing it up like a melodramatic kid, frowning big and
rubbing her belly exaggeratedly.
Luke looked at her. Eye contact! That was a good start
at least!
"Oh, Missy, what's the matter?" Wendy's motherly concern
was put-on as well, but not out of character for her.
"My tummy hurts so bad Mommy, make it better!" Missy
moaned, at once girlishly as well as seductively.
"Well, maybe you ate too much," Wendy glanced at Luke to
judge his reaction to their little play. He was
definitely paying attention, "Maybe you need to poo?"
"I think so, Mommy," Missy really poured it on with the
pouting and little-girl groaning, "But it hurts real
bad! I don't think I can walk!"
"Oh, no, but you need to go!" Wendy feigned concern.
"I think I have to go right here, Mommy!" Missy moaned,
"Ooohhh..."
"Okay, sweetie, it's okay, here, let me help," Wendy
laid down on the floor under Missy's ass, "I can't let
you make a mess on the floor, your daddy paid so much to
have these new carpets installed!"
Luke actually smiled at this. Yeah, the carpets were
damn nice - very plush, comfortable to lay on. But they
were already so foul from 2 months of cum, piss and shit
stains that Wendy's supposed concern for preserving him
just struck Luke's funny bone.
Wendy and Missy saw this and were suddenly very
encouraged.
"Uh-oh, Mommy!" Missy gasped, "I think it's stuck! I
think I'm contapasted!" Missy deliberately mispronounced
the word like a little girl, acting innocent as could
be.
"Oh, no, honey!" Wendy gasped, "Mommy can fix that, you
just sit down on my face and spread your cheeks as wide
as you can! Mommy will help you work that nasty hard poo
out!"
Missy did so and Wendy began loudly licking and sucking
on Missy's petite pink asshole. Missy moaned, "Ohhhh,
Mommmyyy..." The teen girl leaned forward, resting her
head on Luke's thigh, her lips brushing his cock, "Your
tongue is so deep in my butthole, Mommy!"
"Mmmrrrmmm..." was all Wendy could offer.
Missy began to masturbate, moaning and gyrating on her
mother's face, "Oh, Mommy... I think it's working!"
Missy bore down and a long, wet fart exploded into her
mother's mouth.
Wendy was caught completely by surprise by the sudden
anal blast of gas, but she played her part in Missy's
little charade - anything to get their black Master out
of his funk. Still, Wendy was a little worried that
Missy was getting a little *too* into the act...
"Ohh, yeah, Mommy, suck my butthole!" Missy moaned,
gyrating her hips and grinding her ass on her mother's
face.
Wendy did as asked and started sucking on Missy's
asshole, making a loud show of it for Luke's sake. Missy
farted in her mouth a few more times, just as Wendy
would be sucking in a deep breath from her anus. God it
smelled foul! But Missy just giggled at her own farts
and moaned.
"Oh yeah... that's it, Mommy..." Missy sighed in
delight, "OH!" she jerked upright suddenly, "I can feel
it MOVING!!"
Luke's dick twitched at this and Missy noticed, allowing
a brief smile to break character across her face.
"Oh, suck harder, Mommy!" Missy began to cry out louder,
"It's coming! It's coming out!"
Wendy got into the act and sucked and slurped at her
daughter's flowering sphincter. The blond housewife and
mother moaned like a bitch in heat as Missy's asshole
opened up and began to push out a genuinely huge turd!
Wendy's eyes shot open and she bucked, instinctively
trying to push Missy off. But Missy just pushed her full
weight down even more heavily on Wendy's face as she
actually, really began to SHIT directly into Wendy's
gaping mouth - forced open by the teen girl's weight.
Wendy had thought Missy was just saying they should
pretend Wendy was eating her daughter's shit - for
Luke's sake, to turn him on. But Wendy now realized
Missy really *did* need to take a huge poop!
The shock and revulsion filled her with panic, but as
the fat turd's tip pushed its way past her lips and hit
her tongue heavily, something in Wendy just... snapped.
A wave of overwhelming lust washed away her fear and
revulsion, replacing it with a perverse desire that ran
from her groin to her every nerve ending. That
submissive side of Wendy just gave in and she lost
herself in the humiliation.
Now Wendy wasn't pretending either - she was overwhelmed
by the idea that she was about to eat a huge shit
straight from her own daughter's asshole, all for the
benefit of this powerful, dominant black man that had
taken over their lives so completely.
The heavy, dense shitloaf jutted into Wendy's mouth in
short jaunts, penetrating her gaping maw more and more
with each anal exertion from Missy. Wendy knew it was a
disgusting, repulsive thing she was doing, the most
revolting thing she had ever done, something she never
could have even imagined doing just two months ago. But
she didn't care right now and put up no resistance and
all. Luke had transformed them both into such complete,
filthy sluts!
Now Missy began stroking Luke's stiffening cock and
groaning as she pushed and strained. She hadn't been
making it up at all, she really *was* constipated and
her face screwed up with effort as she pushed out the
thick bally turd into her mother's mouth. Sweat beaded
on her brow from the effort.
"Oh, FFFUUUCCKKKK!" Missy groaned as she felt the widest
part of the shit pass through her sphincter. The long
fat turd now began to slide out freely, filling her
mother's eager mouth!
Wendy's slurping and sucking noises now abruptly became
obscene munching, chewing and gulping sounds as she bit
into Missy's dense balls of turd and chewed them up and
swallowed them as quickly as possible. Now she, too, was
fingering herself like mad, bucking and writhing under
her daughter's exploding taut ass. She was completely
lost in the lustful debauchery of the depraved
experience, warm waves of quivering passion rippling
through her entire body. She wasn't thinking any
conscious thoughts in the moment.
She simply let herself be overwhelmed by her senses -
the nasty, raunchy taste and texture of her daughter's
dense shit, the heat and hardness of it as it slid down
her throat, being pinned to the floor by her ass, the
warmth of the room, the softness of the carpet, her cunt
throbbing around her fingers, her clit electrified to
the touch, her toes curling. She was going to cum, she
knew it, it was coming, building and she couldn't stop
it if she wanted to! And she'd be cumming from eating
her own daughter's shit!
"Oh GAWD!" Missy moaned for real, looking up into Luke's
eyes with ecstatic abandon, "she's eating it, Master!
Mommy's really eating all my nasty shit!"
Luke's cock was now fully hard and the girls had his
full attention. Missy took advantage of the moment and
impaled her mouth on the throbbing dick, working her
head up and down while she continued to moan and grunt
and push out condensed crap into her mom's munching
shitface. She worked her head up and down hard, choking
herself on Luke's rock-hard member, wrapping her arms
around his thighs and pulling herself down onto it until
she deep-throated the whole thing, balls deep - her nose
buried in his nappy pubic hair.
Luke couldn't take it anymore - he bent forward,
grabbing Missy's head with both hands and holding her
there with all his strength as he screamed "AW
SHIIIIITTTTT!!" and exploded down the whitegirl's throat
with a massive load that surprised even himself,
especially after the 2 buttloads and 4 mouthfuls of
spunk he'd already spent in Butch that afternoon.
Missy came without touching herself, feeling Luke blow
down her throat and feeling her mother chowing down on
her epic crap log underneath her. Her climax was
powerful and her contractions shoved the shit out of her
bowels with augmented force and speed.
Wendy heard Luke and Missy cum was sudden bowel blowout
packed her mouth and puffed out her cheeks so abruptly
and densely that she could no longer chew her daughter's
nasty shit! This suddenly put her right over the edge
and she came, screaming like a banshee into her
daughter's emptying ass, bucking like a bronco, but
pinned in place by Missy's firmly planted rear.
"GodDAMN!" Luke fell back on the couch and Missy pulled
off of his now-flaccid dick and gasped desperately for
air. Thick, sticky strands of mucus and jizz ran from
her throat to Luke's dick and she collapsed to the floor
on top of her mother. Seeing her mouth packed with her
shit, a good three inches sticking out still, Missy
acted without thought and planted her open mouth on
Wendy's - sucking her own excess turd into her mouth and
kissing her mother through the shit.
The two writhed on the ground, rubbing their cunts on
each other's thighs, fingering each other and running
their hands through each other's sweaty hair, kissing
and moaning and devouring their shared filth together,
rolling around like a couple of animals in heat.
Chuck had tried to look away, but like a train wreck, he
just couldn't. It wasn't until several minutes later
that he would realized he had cum, too.
Luke smiled and shook his head. While it was true that
he was starting to get a little bored with the routine,
that wasn't why he'd been distracted and distant. He'd
been watching the T.V.! The news was on and they were
covering the imminent election, just 2 days away.
After Wendy and Missy had worked their way through their
depraved mother-daughter lesbian scat carnalism, Luke
turned up the volume. It caught everyone's interest. It
was a historic election that pitted a young, virile
black man against a conservative, old white guy. Luke
knew who would win, of course, but he liked the idea of
Chuck and his family having false faith in "how the
world works" and would enjoy seeing their worldview
crushed when Obama became the first black President in
history.
The whole election gave him an idea. He decided to put
their own loyalties to the test, to see how well he had
broken them.
***
That night, as usual, Luke was laying in the master bed
with Wendy on his left and Missy on his right, his
strong arms wrapped around both of them. He was deep
kissing Missy while fingering her asshole. Wendy was
kissing his chest, stroking his huge dick, admiring his
body. Chuck, as usual, had to sit on his knees on the
floor at the foot of the bed and watch his daughter and
wife worship Luke's large, muscular body.
Wendy was stroking Luke's fat cock and it got hard and
rose to it's full, impressive length and girth. It was
hot and heavy in her hand, much too big to wrap her
fingers around. Its veins were throbbing, mesmerizing
her. She still couldn't believe how incredibly big,
beautiful and BLACK Luke's cock was.
"Master... may I?" Wendy asked demurely.
Luke didn't break his deep French kiss lock with Missy.
His only response was to grab Wendy roughly by a mass of
hair on the back of her head and shove her face down on
his throbbing dick. She barely got her mouth open in
time. Luke shoved her down on it HARD, choking her and
began deep-fucking her face. She went limp and just took
the cock, knowing it would be easier on her if she
didn't try to fight it. Her eyes lidded heavily and she
stared blankly at her distraught captive, thoroughly
cuckolded husband.
Missy sees this and writhes in horniness as she
continues kissing Luke. Luke's fingers are plowing her
asshole and she's rubbing her slick cunt on his tight,
muscular hip.
Wendy was gagging and dry heaving and a complete mess.
Thick strands of mucus and saliva ran from her pounded
throat. Her eyes had rolled back in her throat and Chuck
wasn't sure she could even breathe. She seemed to have
gone entirely limp. He'd never seen Luke throat-fuck her
so hard, so roughly, so mercilessly.
It certainly wasn't what she expected when she'd asked
to blow him. For all Chuck knew, she may have passed out
from lack of oxygen! Even so, he said nothing and made
no move to help her, such was his fear of the great
black beast in charge of his household.
Missy broke the kiss to watch, wide-eyed, amazed at the
fierce face-fucking her mother was enduring. She saw
Chuck's pained expression and an evil grin flashed
across her face. She whispered something in Luke's ear
and he smiled, looking down at Chuck.
"Hey, faggot," Luke demanded, "get on up here and suck
my balls until I shoot my load down your wife's throat."
Chuck hesitated. It was bad enough he had to endure
watching this... but to participate?!
Luke immediately reacted to the hesitation with a
menacing scowl, sitting up suddenly (forcing Wendy to
completely deep throat him, her face buried in his
pubes) and he raised his open hand at Chuck.
"Sorry, sorry!!" That was all the motivation Chuck
needed - he clambered up onto the bed and took his place
between Luke's legs and, as Luke spread them, Chuck
obediently took them into his mouth. They were so big
they bulged the cuckold's cheeks out. They were huge
like horse balls and tasted probably just as bad.
Luke waited several seconds before easing back, "Yeah,
that's right. Suck 'em nice and good, whiteboy - churn
me up a nice, big load for your wife's belly, bitch!"
Luke laid back down and continued roughly Frenching
Chuck's daughter and pistoning his wife's head up and
down on his black steel megaprick as if she were nothing
but a ragdoll with a hole made for fucking.
Missy started gyrating her hips and moaning and groaning
into the passionate kiss. Luke slipped another finger
into her ass, now the three longest ones buried in her
tight hole up to the first knuckle. Chuck could smell
his daughter's ass in the air.
This went on for another ten minutes. Chuck honestly
couldn't believe how Wendy could survive such oral
punishment. For his sake, his jaw and tongue were tired
and sore from sucking Luke's heavy balls, rolling them
around with his tongue, sucking them and feeling them
progressively expand inside his mouth as they swelled in
preparation of a truly epic load.
Finally, Luke began to grunt and tense, which everyone
in the room knew well was a sign that he was getting
close. He broke the kiss with Missy and screamed
"FFFFUUUUCCKKKKK!!" as he shoved Wendy down all the way
to the hilt and pulled up one of his legs and pinned
Chuck's head to his crotch with his thick calf, trapping
him there with Luke's balls in his mouth.
"Oh, fuck YEAH!" Missy cried as she flushed and sawed
herself back and forth on Luke's hip, fucking her own
ass on his fingers as started to come hard.
Luke bucked and jerked as he blew his first load deep
straight into Wendy's belly. Chuck actually felt it
coming first - the black man's balls throbbing in his
mouth as they unleashed their first powerful salvo.
"OH GAWWWDDD!!" Missy screamed as she came like a
wildcat, scratching her nails across Luke's chest.
Luke continued to grunt and convulse - 20 times his
balls exploded with a powerful blast of thick negro
spunk fired straight into the white MILF's stomach.
Chuck felt ill as Luke's salty, sweaty balls continued
to thump and quake in his stretched-out cheeks, knowing
each time the black bastard was flooding his helpless
wife's guts with massive amounts of thick, hot nigger
jizz. But still he obediently played his part -
unintentionally sucking in synch with each palpation.
Finally when Luke tensed up his whole body, curling up
and holding there, every muscle flexed, he grunted
"HNNNNNNGGGGGNNNNNN!" and then collapsed on the bed,
releasing both Wendy and her humiliated husband.
Chuck rubbed his poor jaw, pooled saliva leaking from
his slack mouth uncontrollably. He felt several of
Luke's pubes stuck inside his mouth and tried to spit
them out.
Wendy fell back and gagged and retched and choked as
mucus, saliva and jizz poured freely from her gaping
facehole. She gasped for breath, breathing deep and
hyperventilating. How she had managed to hang on to
consciousness throughout that whole ordeal, Chuck
couldn't imagine.
She looked completely defeated, exhausted and overcome
by the experience. Chuck felt so sorry for her that she
had been abused so roughly... and that he had done
absolutely nothing to spare her.
Wendy's eyes were wet with tears and she looked up at
Luke with an expression that was hard to read... hurt?
Fear? Betrayal?
"Th... thank you... Master..." she rasped, gagging and
coughing.
No... it was admiration. Submission. Love??
Wendy suddenly belched a long, wet burp that rattled the
windows. Luke and Missy cracked up at this, making Wendy
blush with embarrassment.
Luke looked down at Chuck, "nice job, ballsucker...
pretty soon you'll be beggin' me for the same
treatment!"
Chuck was appalled. He may be a wimp and a coward and a
cuckold, be there's no way he would ever turn gay. "No
way!" He still had *some* pride! As long as he didn't
*want* the horrible things Luke inflicted on him, he
still could claim a moral victory.
"Ain't you ever seen James Bond, faggot?" Luke sneered,
"Never Say 'Never', bitch!"
***
That night, as Chuck was strapped into his cocksucker
harness with Luke's dick down his throat, he was
restless, unable to fall asleep. He couldn't get the
image of Wendy being mouth-raped so hard out of his
mind. Luke had never been *gentle* with her, but this
was a new level of harshness.
He'd witnessed Luke fuck her hard, throw her down,
ravage her with no foreplay, pull her hair, call her all
sorts of nasty things. And Wendy had never complained
once. In fact, it seemed like she liked it. The rougher
he was with her, the harder she seemed to cum, even when
he was assfucking her. He couldn't believe his wife had
given in so completely to this black rapist.
Suddenly, Luke shifted his weight and grunted as his
dick twitched in Chuck's mouth. Chuck felt warmth coming
down the black pipe and set aside his thoughts and
prepared himself. Luke's piss shot into his mouth and
Chuck guzzled it down as fast as he could. If he spilled
any and woke Luke up (or if Luke found a piss stain on
the bed sheets in the morning), there would be HELL to
pay...
As her husband loudly gulped down her sleeping Master's
nocturnal piss, Wendy found herself restless, too. Luke
had never face-fucked her so hard. She was certain she
was going to die, suffocating on his dick. Her throat
was still raw and she'd almost lost her voice. It
probably wouldn't come back to normal for days.
But that wasn't what was keeping her up.
She couldn't believe what Missy had done to her. After
all the crazy, bizarre, perverse ordeals they had been
through in the past two months, that was the absolutely
most disgusting, degrading things that had happened to
Wendy.
And it had been at her own daughter's hands!
Wendy looked over at Missy, who was on the other side of
Luke, head resting in the crook of his right arm, as
usual, Luke's middle finger firmly planted deep in her
ass - also as usual. She was sleeping like a baby. She
apparently didn't feel any shame for what she had done
to Wendy.
But Wendy couldn't sleep. How could Missy have done that
to her? Had Luke really corrupted her that much? Or was
she always like that and Luke had simply unleashed the
girl's inner sadist? Missy had always had a bit of a
"bitchy" mean streak to her... maybe this is just who
she was.
As Wendy ruminated, reliving the intense scene over and
over again in her head, a thought occurred to her. Why
had she gone along with it? Why didn't she push Missy
off and chastise her for such filthy behavior? What had
gotten into her?! How could she just lie there and EAT
her daughter's shit? And not just pretend or chew or eat
a little...
In her wanton lust, Wendy had eaten the *whole* thing!
Missy had joined in at the end, kissing and sharing it,
but she made sure that she pushed back anything she'd
chewed into her mother's mouth and made her eat it.
Did she only do it to please this magnificent black man
whose broad, muscled chest she was resting her head on?
Who had his fingers buried in her asshole as he slept?
Who had her husband locked in a cocksucking harness all
night?
That's what Wendy wanted to tell herself. But she hadn't
just *done* the depraved act.
She'd enjoyed it. She'd fingered herself like mad during
it. She'd cum at least two or three times during the
whole ordeal. Deep, powerful, soul-shattering orgasms.
Not just physical orgasms, but the kind that you can
only experience through intense, powerfully kinky sex -
sex that doesn't give a fuck about what you thought your
limits were.
Wendy felt a deep shame like she'd never felt before.
Not only was she an unfaithful wife, a total white whore
for big black dick... not only is she an incestuous
lesbian deviant with her own daughter... now she was a
willing... no... *eager* human toilet shit eater...
She silently sobbed herself to sleep while fingering
herself to a quiet orgasm.
***
The next morning when everyone woke up in and around the
master bedroom bed, Luke was nowhere to be found.
Wendy was the first to rise and was concerned - this
never happened. Luke never got out of bed without a
morning fuck or two and draining his concentrated
morning piss down her useless husband's throat.
Wendy heard the front door open and, in a panic, rushed
downstairs.
****
CHAPTER 11: THE ULTIMATUM
There was Luke, fully dressed in the very same clothes
he first arrived in two months ago, standing in the
living room. He looked like he was waiting for them.
Butch was there, too but about 10 feet away to Luke's
left. He, too, was just standing in place.
One by one, they came down.
Luke gestured for Chuck and Missy to join Chuck. But
when Wendy started to head for the family huddle too,
Luke held up a hand to tell her to stay where she was,
across the room, forming a point on a triangle between
them.
Wendy stood there across the room from Luke and her
family. Luke was dressed immaculately as on the first
day she saw him two months ago and stood on the right
side of the room. On the left were her husband: Chuck,
son: Butch, and daughter: Missy. She waited obediently,
looking back and forth at them.
"Bitch," Luke commanded her attention. She meekly met
his gaze, "it's been a fun two months. But I think you
all haven't totally appreciated my company. I don't
wanna stay where I'm not wanted."
Chuck was flabbergasted - was he really going to LEAVE?!
Just like that, this terrible nightmare would be finally
over?!
Butch grinned broadly - this was it, that nigger was
finally going to be out of their life! And he'd be
calling the police the moment he left! Fuck that, he was
going to get his whole football team together and a
bunch of fucking baseball bats and hunt him down and
make him pay!
But Missy was distraught, "What?! NO!!"
Chuck and Butch glared at her in shock. How could she
want this monster to stay?! Had she been so totally
broken by the daily rape and abuse that she'd lost all
sense?!
"Now, Wendy," Luke spoke directly to her and only her.
Wendy found it jarring to hear him use her real name,
and not "Bitch, Ho, Slut, Cunt, etc." as he usually
did... "I'm gonna give you a choice. Since you were the
one who let me into the house, I'm gonna let you decide
if I leave."
Chuck, Butch and Missy all turned to stare at Wendy
expectantly. She stood there, completely naked except
for the dog choker chain that Luke kept on her 24/7. The
whole family was so used to it by now that it didn't
strike them as odd at all to see their mother standing
before them in the living room, completely naked.
Wendy looked at her family, then at Luke.
"All you gotta do is choose," Luke explained simply,
"Me, or your husband."
Wendy's heart began to race. It came down to this, now.
Luke was going to make her choose, to state plainly what
she really wanted.
"You decide," Luke continued, "then just walk to whoever
you chose."
Wendy looked conflicted, but her husband and son were
gesturing to her accusingly to come over to them right
away. Missy looked panicked. Luke just looked calm and
cool and confident.
"You can go back to your comfortable old life with
Chuck, here," Luke explained, "Live a normal life, be
clean and modest. Missy can be sent to a virginity camp.
Your son will stop being a gay slave to a black rapist
and can go back to being the popular star quarterback."
Wendy found herself drawn to her family, taking small
steps in their direction almost unconsciously.
She was about halfway across the room when Chuck reached
out to her to take her hand.
"And Chuck? Well, he'll never really be a man again, if
he ever was. Just a pudgy white sissy, but he'll be your
husband again, if that really meant anything."
Luke's words drew Wendy's attention to her husband, who
was reaching for her across the room. She was only about
8 feet from him and she stopped and looked him over as
Luke spoke.
There he was. Short and pudgy now in his mid-40's.
Thinning blond hair. Smooth, almost feminine features.
Slight manboobs. No really visible body hair. Small
hands, beady blue eyes and no real lips to speak of. And
no ass whatsoever. But he was the father of her
children. The man she married. The man she promised
herself to. The man who would be her mate... forever.
And ever. For whom she would forsake ALL other men.
*Forever*.
"Or," Luke counter-offered simply, "You can choose to
remain as my bitch from now on, and live only to serve
me and by big black cock."
Wendy looked over at Luke and saw his thick black member
hanging out of his pants - just like that very first
morning two months ago. And it stopped her dead in her
tracks and made her heart flutter just as before. It
left her speechless.
Then she looked back at Chuck. Well, at his penis. It
was small and shriveled and wrinkly and dangling limply
barely more than an inch long and sunken a bit into his
soft layer of belly fat. It was locked in its tiny cock
cage and looked pathetic and limp as it hung there
uselessly.
Wendy looked back again at Luke's magnificent member and
she instantly recalled how it felt in each of her holes,
how deeply it penetrated her, how completely it filled
her... and she felt its absence keenly as an emptiness
inside her.
Suddenly Wendy felt lightheaded. She swooned and fell to
her hands and knees. Chuck was about to go to her, but
Luke shot him a look like "don't you dare,
mutherfuckah!" and he recoiled instinctively and stayed
put.
Then, slowly, as if unconsciously, Wendy began to
crawl... towards Luke, on her hands and knees.
"Wendy!" Chuck cried out.
"No, Mom! Don't!" Butch entreated his mother, "Please,
stop!!"
But Wendy kept crawling.
"Yes... yes!" Missy excitedly hissed to herself. Butch
shot her a nasty glare and she simply stuck her tongue
out at him.
Wendy approached the spot before Luke and the big black
man began to smile with a huge, triumphant grin.
Chuck couldn't take it anymore.
"No!" he bolted across the room and grabbed Wendy,
holding her back, "get a hold of yourself, Wendy! Come
to your-"
But Luke shoved Chuck away with one hand, sending him
sprawling across the room, tumbling back over the coffee
table and crash landing flat on his ass.
Wendy got to Luke, sat back on her heels and bowed her
head.
Luke nodded, looking down at her. She made her choice.
"I dunno," Luke mused, "You had some hesitation there,
bitch. Maybe you *don't* really want me. I'm not really
feelin' it."
Wendy suddenly looked up at him, eyes open wide, tearing
up, fear and desperation in her eyes.
"Please," she begged, "please stay. I need you."
Chuck, splayed out and stuck between the couch and
coffee table, couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"You need me?" Luke seemed unconvinced, "WHAT do you
need?"
Wendy looked down from his eyes to his massive ebony
member, dangling right before her face. It made her
tremble to be so close to it, "I need your... your Big
Black Cock... Master."
"Better," Luke approved, "Now SHOW me."
Wendy locked her eyes with Luke's in a completely
submissive manner and, using only her mouth, sucked his
fat, black dick into her mouth. She proceeded to work it
in and out, wetting it and getting it hard, impaling it
deeper and deeper into her throat.
She gagged herself on it, fucking her own face on his
stiffening dick as hard and deep and fast as she could.
She knew from last night just how rough he liked it.
"Mmm, yeah," Luke approved, "finger your asshole while
you suck me off, bitch..."
Wendy obeyed immediately, wetting her fingers on her
dripping pussy and slipping her middle and ring fingers
into her asshole quickly, really working her asshole
with them.
Missy and Butch watched transfixed as their mother knelt
before the black man, hands behind her back, fingers in
her ass, and eagerly, pleadingly giving him a no-hands
deep throat cocksucking... looking up at him as if he
was a God, a black Adonis and she was worshipping at the
temple of his divine prick. Missy started fingering
herself without even realizing it.
Wendy continued to deep throat Luke, doing all the work,
rocking her head back and forth on his massive prick,
taking it deep to the root over and over in full, long
strokes.
Within minutes, Luke bucked and came down her throat.
Wendy hungrily gulped it all down, moaning and sucking
lustily. She licked her lips clean appreciatively when
she finally let his still semi-hard beautiful black dick
slide out of her mouth.
"Hmm..." Luke didn't seem convinced, "I dunno. Lotsa
hoes suck my dick, that ain't exactly special."
Wendy looked panicked, "but... but..." a sudden thought
came to her and she hastily turned around and bent down,
face planted in the carpet and ass high in the air
pointed right at his prick, "do you want to fuck me,
too?" she asked desperately.
"Been there, done that," Luke sighed, "A LOT. Dat loose
pussy is TIRED OUT, ho."
Shamelessly, Wendy reached back and spread her butt
cheeks wide, exposing her vulnerable pink butthole, "How
about my ass?! PLEASE, Master, fuck my ass! Fuck it
HARD!"
Luke sighed, "bitch, you know how much white ass I get?
Ain't nothin' I can't find elsewhere."
Then, suddenly, Luke was heading for the door!
Wendy screamed and flung herself at Luke.
"Wait, NO!" she wailed, "what are you doing?! Where are
you going?"
"Ho, don't you be grabbin' on me!" Luke effortlessly
brushed her aside and she fell to the floor with a
thump.
Missy snapped out of her masturbatory haze, suddenly
realizing Luke was leaving.
"What's going on?!" Missy cried in a panic.
"Look, bitches, it's been fun, but I'm movin' on," Luke
said as he opened the front door.
"NNNOOOO!" Wendy threw herself at his feet and wrapped
her arms around Luke's leg.
"Wait, what?!" Missy shrieked as she raced to the
bottom, "Mom?! What did you do?!"
"Please, Master Luke-" Wendy began to beg.
Luke walked out the door, dragging Wendy with him.
Missy followed them outside onto the front porch, both
her and her mother completely oblivious to being stark
naked outside, in broad daylight.
"MOM!" Missy screamed accusingly at her prostrate
mother, "This is YOUR fault, isn't it?!"
"NO, NO!" Wendy was beside herself.
Luke shook her off his leg and walked off the porch,
starting down the driveway back to his oversized black,
windowless van.
Chuck was now coming to between the couch and coffee
table and got to his feet slowly, reluctantly, trying to
figure out what all the yelling was about.
"You DID something!" Missy screamed at her desperate
mother in a hysterical high pitch, "YOU STUPID FUCKING
BITCH, I HATE YOU!!"
Wendy was beside herself. She hadn't realized how much
she had become devoted to this dominant presence in her
life - how addicted she was to his masculinity, his
sex... his magnificent big, black cock! Only now, when
she'd been given a chance to freely choose for herself,
did she realize what fate she desired. She no longer
wanted to be the good wife, the loving mother, the
chaste and proper God-fearing Christian. She wanted to
be a slut... a whore... a complete black cock slave for
this Man.
And now he was leaving her!!
"Please!" she begged, reaching for him and sobbing
pathetically, "Why?!"
Luke stopped, but didn't turn to face her, "I'm bored.
Time to move on."
"No, wait!" Wendy cried out desperately, "I'll do
anything you want! ANYTHING!"
Luke turned and smiled. Butch and Chuck had now joined
Wendy and Missy on the front porch. "Bitch, I already
DONE everything to you white folk! Ain't nothin' left to
do. I need a challenge in my life or it ain't worth
livin'."
Luke turned away and started walking away again.
Missy glared at her mother, still prostrate on the
porch, and poked her with her foot and gestured toward
Luke, prodding her to say SOMETHING to get him to come
back.
"Not EVERYTHING!" Wendy rebutted. Chuck and Butch
couldn't believe this!
Luke stopped and chuckled, "trust me, woman, I got a
good imagination."
"What about Butch?" Wendy offered, "You haven't made him
eat your shit yet!"
"MOM!" Butch yelled.
"True..." Luke considered it, "It would be good for him
to taste a real man's shit..."
"And Missy could fuck Butch with a strap-on for you!"
Wendy further offered.
"Yeah! A big, BLACK one!" Missy cheerily amended.
"WHAT?!" Butch stared at Missy in disbelief. She simply
winked at him and slapped his bare ass.
Luke turned around and faced them, intrigued.
"And, and..." Wendy's mind raced to try to come up with
other depravities they hadn't had to endure (yet), "You
could dress Chuck up in a dress and make Butch fuck him!
You haven't done that!"
"Wendy, what the FUCK?!" Chuck stepped forward, but
Wendy didn't even look at him, "Just let him fucking GO,
already!"
"You do have quite the nasty mind on you, whitegirl,"
Luke turned around and smiled a big, toothy grin, "and
that's all good for them, but what've YOU got to offer
me that's new and different?"
"I... I..." this caught Wendy by surprise. What else DID
she have to offer him? What HADN'T he already done to
her? How far was she willing to go to keep this black
man in her life? What were her limits? Those didn't
matter right now. All that mattered was stopping him
from exiting her life forever.
"Anything! ANYTHING!" Wendy cried, "I PROMISE! Whatever
you want! Drink your piss, lick your ass... eat your
shit! ANYTHING you want, Master! Just tell me and I'll
do it!"
"I know," Luke said, and Wendy could detect an almost
patronly gentleness in his answer, as if schooling a
child, "and that's why my work is done here. It's time
for me to move on, I have other wills to break, other
women to train, other husbands to humiliate and other
sons and daughters to devirginize. Whole other families
to enslave."
Wendy was speechless. Nothing had worked. He was really
leaving.
It was over.
"So long, Whitebreads," Luke waved as he turned away,
"find some new black dick to suck!"
And Wendy and Missy and Butch and Chuck all watched him
walk to his van and open the door. He didn't even take
one last look at them as he got in.
"WAIT!" Wendy screamed out suddenly.
Luke leaned out the open door and looked back at her.
"Wendy, you're just embarrassing yourself now," Chuck
tried to grab her by the arm.
"Yeah, Mom, come on-" Butch tried to prod her.
"You haven't fucked ALL of us!" Wendy yelled.
"WENDY!" Chuck barked in alarm, eyes wide in shock and
horror.
"Hey, yeah!" Missy's eyes went wide and she got a huge
smile on her face.
"MOM!" Butch squatted down and tried to help Chuck pull
her up off the porch and back inside the house.
"What's that?" Luke shouted back, not sure he heard her
right.
"A daughter! Another daughter!" Wendy screamed as the
two male Whitebreads tried to shut her up and pull her
back into the house, "YOU HAVEN'T FUCKED OUR OTHER
DAUGHTER YET!"
"WHAT?!" Luke heard that. Immediately he got out of the
van, slammed the door shut and started marching back to
the front porch, double-time.
Butch and Chuck, in a panic, pulled Wendy inside. Chuck
grabbed Missy and pulled her in, too. She was giggling
and limp. She knew this would change everything.
Luke was on the porch steps now, and he looked like a
mad bull, ready to charge. There was a fire in his eyes
and his nostrils flared as his heavy steps pounded
across the porch.
Chuck managed to slam the heavy front door shut and
flicked the lock on the handle. A look of sudden relief
crossed his face and he turned to Butch, pointing.
"Call the police and-"
SMASH!
Luke's expert kick smashed the door in with one powerful
blow and sent Chuck sprawling across the foyer.
Splinters flew through the air and the door handle
dangled, bent and useless before dropping to the floor
like a lead weight.
Luke's intense gaze found Wendy and locked on. She had a
look of primal fear as he stomped toward her - like prey
staring into the eyes of the predator that was about to
eat them - paralyzed by their stare of doom.
Butch made a feeble half-hearted attempt to shield his
mother, but Luke shoved him aside with ease and grabbed
Wendy's hair by the back of her head, bending it back
painfully and pulling her up off her ass to bring her
face right to his.
"What the FUCK did you say?!" Luke snarled.
"Our... our..." Wendy stammered, trying to recover her
voice, "we... have another... daughter..."
Luke stared into her eyes, studying them, as if trying
to see into her soul and find either deceit or the
truth.
He turned his intimidating gaze to Chuck, then, and
suddenly let go of Wendy, letting her unceremoniously
drop to the floor with a loud THUD.
"YOU."
Chuck's eyes went wide with fear. Instinctively, he
tried to back away. He was on his back in the hallway
next to the stairs and he scooted backwards as Luke
slowly, menacingly approached him.
Luke increased his pace and Chuck's lizard brain took
over: his fight or flight instinct kicking in (it chose
"flight", as always). He flipped himself over and began
to scurry away as fast as he could on his hands and
knees. But Luke was on him in a flash and grabbed him by
an ankle, pulling him back towards the foyer.
His sweaty, flabby white belly made a comical
"SQUEEEEAAAAKKK" as he was yanked back, thrashing and
flailing, into the grasp of the big, black beast.
Luke sat down on Chuck's ass and grabbed him by the
throat. He pulled him back roughly, painfully arching
the father's back and cutting off his air supply. Luke
turned his head so that the two were face-to-face.
"And when were you gonna TELL me about this other little
Whitebread bitch, Cuckie-boy?" Luke rasped, voice
rumbling with barely controlled rage.
"ACK-GURK-UCK!" was all Chuck could manage in the
extreme stress position Luke had the wimpy patron locked
in.
"I do believe y'all been keepin' secrets from Mr. Luke,
haven't you?" Luke squeezed Chuck's cheeks and moved his
head for him, making him nod, "and that's what BAD
little bitches do, ain't it?" Again, he made him nod,
this time even more vigorously. Drool was dripping from
Chuck's mouth and his face was turning red. "And BAD
bitches get PUNISHED... DON'T THEY?!" Luke finished with
a sudden full-throated bellow right in Chuck's face. He
let Chuck's throat go to let him answer himself.
Chuck gasped and coughed as he took in a badly needed
deep breath of air and Luke repeated his question
screaming in the pinned father's face, " I SAID: 'DON'T
THEY?!', YOU FUCKING WORTHLESS FUCKING COCKSUCKING,
SHIT-EATING FILTHY SISSY FAGGOT BITCH!"
"Y... yes..." Chuck choked and coughed, "yes... I'm
sorry..."
"Sorry WHAT?!" Luke demanded.
"I'm sorry... Master," Chuck sobbed.
Luke smiled. He had reaffirmed his place of dominance.
Now the fun could begin.
He got up, lifting Chuck a bit with him as he rose, only
to let go and shove him back down to the ground roughly.
"NOW." Luke looked around, surveying the assembled
Whitebreads and considering his options. He settled on
Wendy, first.
"What's this you said about drinkin' my piss, bitch?" he
smiled at her.
Wendy looked initially surprised and nervous, but,
nevertheless, she bowed her head and crawled over to
him, sitting up on her heels before him and looking up
at him submissively.
"Yes, Master Luke," she mewed, "I want your piss."
Luke chuckled at this, "You realize things means you
ain't just gonna be one of my hoes anymore," he said,
"This means from now on, you're my BITCH. You
understand, BITCH?!"
"Yes, Black Master." Wendy consented, "I want to be your
bitch."
Luke smiled, "Now... you know this is something I have
only forced on Butch and Chuck..." he cautioned the
completely subservient mother, "To show them they're
place: the lowest of the low, less useful to me than
even a white bitch like yourself or your daughter."
Wendy let this sink in and, after a brief delay, nodded
her acknowledgment.
Luke nodded, "For you to do this..." he continued, "it
would lower you in my eyes. Things will not be the same
as before.
"I understand," Wendy replied simply, eyes tearing up.
If this is what it took to keep him in her life, then so
be it.
"Doubly so since you'd be doing it willingly," Luke
cautioned one last time.
Wendy didn't care, "Please," she begged, "I want to
drink your piss, Master..."
"Good." Luke grinned, then suddenly his face turned
hard, mean: "Now SHUT the fuck up and open that pisshole
MOUTH of yours up! Do somethin' USEFUL with it! I gotta
take a nice, long, HOT PISS! Been holdin' it all
mornin'!"
"Yes, Master," Wendy complied and opened as wide as she
could.
Missy crawled over to get a good view as Luke positioned
his fat cockhead, resting it on Wendy's full, red lips
and got comfortable.
"Lucky for you," he sighed, "I had a nice big breakfast
and drank 5 big ol' glasses of OJ this morning while I
waited for your sleepy asses to get up. So I got a nice,
BIG piss ready for ya."
Wendy groaned at the thought.
"YO! FAGGOT AND FAGGOT JUNIOR!" Luke shouted to Chuck
and Butch, "Git your faggoty asses over here and witness
this, else I do YOU next!"
Reluctantly, beaten and emasculated, Chuck and Butch
obeyed; Butch kneeling next to Missy and Chuck across
from them to Luke's left.
"Cuckie-boy," Luke sneered at the humiliated husband,
"treat yourself: take out your little dicklet and play
with yourself while you watch your wife guzzle my hot
PISS."
Chuck shuddered in despair and did as commanded,
extracting his soft, white micropenis from its little
pink lace sheath and began jerking it.
"And you, bitch," Luke looked at Butch, jerking a finger
at him, "come on up here and get yourself a nice bird's
eye view of your Momma enjoyin' my sweet lemonade!"
Butch was slow to rise to his feet, but Luke grabbed him
and pulled him close, wrapping his muscular arm around
him and roughly shoving two fingers deep into the teen's
taut asshole.
"AAIIOWW!" Butch squealed as Luke's fingers bottomed out
to the first knuckle in his tight white ass.
Luke took Butch's right hand and put it on his cock,
making him hold it in place right on his mother's open
lips, "now you hold that there and FEEL all that hot
manpiss shootin' into yo Momma's belly, boy! An' try not
to get too thirsty imaginin' it's you down there!"
Butch moaned, but Luke's fingers curled up in his ass,
pressing hard on his prostate, and he obeyed.
"Missy, be a good little girl and hold your Mommy's head
back for me," Luke asked, almost politely. Missy gladly
did so and smiled a huge, evil, sadistic grin as she
began to rub her own clit with her free hand and grind
her hips in wet anticipation.
"Now: BITCH," Luke finally turned back to Wendy for her
instruction. Her wide, attentive eyes stared up at him,
captivated, in full, loving devotion.
"I'm gonna fill your mouth and keep pissing," Luke
informed the kneeling imminent human urinal, "And I'm
not stopping til' my bladder's drained. But you don't
start swallowing until I say so. Miss a SINGLE drop and
I leave."
Wendy only nodded slightly (as much as Missy's firm grip
would allow) in understanding.
Suddenly his cockhead exploded with a forceful, amber
torrent of hot, nasty, concentrated piss! Butch was
surprised to feel it jerk from the force, but Luke's
hand was on his quick to steady the stream. The teen
could FEEL the heat from the scalding piss burning
through the black man's impressive cock. It was like a
hot-water firehose!
Wendy jerked in surprise, but didn't pull away. She
fought her gag reflex and the need to cough, as his piss
was hitting the back of her throat straight-on. Instead
she sat there obediently, stoically taking his steaming,
rancid piss right in her open mouth, rapidly filling it
up!
Her eyes watered from the rancid stench burning her
nostrils and the deep, soul-crushing shame of it. It was
absolutely overwhelming. Uncontrollably, she started to
retch and gag, but she kept eye contact and spilled
nothing.
Chuck had the best view, close-up and personal. Luke let
Butch hold his cock now that the teen was over his
initial wide-eyed surprise at the heat and force of
Luke's piss. He grabbed Chuck by the hair and pulled his
head in close to the action so that his face was
pressing up against his wife's - his mouth touching
hers. Backsplash from her rapidly filling mouth
splattered on his face and got in his own mouth. But,
obediently, he dutifully kept pulling at his flaccid,
meager pecker.
He couldn't tear his eyes from the sight of his wife's
open mouth rapidly filling with Luke's frothing hot
piss. He'd drunk plenty of it himself, several times a
day for the past couple months, in fact... but he'd
never *seen* someone else drink it up-close like this...
and never his loving, previously faithful wife whom he
had sworn to love, honor and cherish so long ago - whom
he was supposed to support and protect.
Missy was getting a nice close-up view, too, eagerly
licking any splatters off of Wendy's face that she saw.
Her fingers were working her little shaved teen pussy
overtime, making an obscene, wet "shluck-shluck-shluck"
sound and filling the air with the scent of her dripping
young cunt, mixing in the air with the overwhelming rank
of Luke's potent piss.
Within seconds, Luke had completely filled Wendy's mouth
right up to the brim.
"Squeeze me off, whiteboy," Luke commanded Butch,
punctuating his order with a jerk of his fingers in the
boy's rectum.
Butch pinched the big black dick hard behind the head,
but the piss kept coming! He had to use both hands and
squeeze much harder to stop the flow. He couldn't
believe how big and heavy and thick and firm Luke's cock
was - and how forceful the piss stream was.
"Now, bitch," Luke addressed Wendy, who was staring up
at him with wide-open, wet eyes, tears running down her
temples, "I want you to hold that in your mouth and
really TASTE it. Let that shit soak in there. Can you
taste it, cunt?"
Wendy's eyed lidded slightly and she nodded as little as
she could so as to not spill any of the black man's
steaming urine from her brimming maw.
"Good," Luke continued, "Don't you ever forget that
taste, cunt. I don't want you to ever be able to get
that taste outta yo mouth ever again. I want you to
always have that as a constant reminder of what you are,
now. You ain't a white ho anymore. You're not just a
fuckhole for me anymore. Now you're a fuckin' urinal.
You drink piss, and you're gonna like it. You're gonna
miss the taste when you don't have it. You're gonna be
dyin' of thirst for it. You're gonna BEG me for it. Do
you understand?"
Again, a slight nod came from Wendy. The piss was
stinging her nostrils and her eyes. It was the
strongest, nastiest thing she'd ever tasted and her
tongue burned from it. It took every ounce of her
willpower not to gag and throw up with it sitting in her
mouth like this, soaking into and saturating her every
tastebud.
The experience was hyper-real to her, as if she was
feeling things with more clarity and intensity than she
ever had before - as if she'd been half-asleep her whole
life up to this point. The experience was being scorched
into her soul forever - there was no way she would ever
forget this.
"Missy, stir that piss up for your Momma, make sure she
really gets to taste it all," Luke nodded to the
masturbating teen girl.
Smiling wickedly, Missy did as told - sticking her
pussyjuice-slick middle finger into her mother's mouth
so far that some piss was displaced and ran out,
panicking Wendy who feared losing any. But Missy was
quick and slurped it up.
Missy stuck her finger in a bit too far and triggered
Wendy's gag reflex. But to the MILF's credit, she
suppressed it (countless deep throating Luke's huge
black dick had trained her well). Missy stirred up the
piss and, sure enough, a new wave of potent flavors
washed over Wendy's tongue, making her moan in
submissive surrender. Missy rubbed the piss into Wendy's
tongue a bit maliciously.
Luke chuckled at this and finally said, "alright,
alright, I can't hold this piss much longer, that's good
enough."
Missy pulled out her wet, dripping finger and licked her
lips anticipating sucking Luke's strong piss from it.
But she caught Chuck's look of disgust and decided,
instead, to shove it in his mouth! Chuck gagged and
jerked from the ambush and the horrible taste, but Luke
held his head firm.
"Suck that nasty black piss, Daddy!" Missy sneered.
Chuck looked into Wendy's eyes and, reluctantly, did as
he was told, sucking his daughter's piss-soaked finger
and continuing to jerk himself in front of his family.
When Missy's finger was clean, Luke finally said: "Okay,
bitch, time to swallow. But keep that pisspot mouf o'
yours open, I wanna see it go down the drain."
Wendy obeyed and tried to swallow, but her human dignity
instincts fought her desire to obey and she just didn't
swallow the first few times she tried. She began to
panic at the thought that she might now be able to do it
and that Luke would leave! And she'd be left here,
alone... without him and his masterful cock... alone to
face her family after everything she'd done... alone to
face her own humiliation and degradation.
There was no going back for her now. This was it, her
point of no return. Once she did this, she was Luke's
forever. She could never, EVER go back to her old life
and the boring, conservative housewife and mother she
was. From now on, she would be Luke's slave forever...
and she'd enjoy it.
With a large gulp, she swallowed her very first dose of
nigger piss, the first of many, many more to come she
now knew. She was unprepared for how its warm would
course through her body, filling her body from the core
to the tips of her fingers and toes with an erotic heat
that made her instantly wet and incredibly horny.
With sudden deep-seated desire, she chugged down the
rest of the impressive mouthful of scalding-hot piss in
three large gulps and gasped for air.
Luke saw the change in her right away - he recognized it
well. Many bitches (female and male) had broken at that
point - at that first dose of piss that broke their will
and turned them into his slave forever.
"Good," he smiled with a perverse, dominant satisfaction
that sent chills down Wendy's spine, "Now... what do you
say?"
"Th-thank you, Black Master Luke," Wendy sighed, adding:
"May I please have some more of your delicious piss,
please?"
Luke grinned broadly. Broken and owned forever, now.
"Well, you heard the toilet slut, faggot!" Luke barked
at Butch, "don't keep the thirsty bitch waiting! Fill
'er up!"
The teen son took a second to register Luke's words
through the fog of shock and confusion, but a jerk of
Luke's fingers snapped him out of it and he quickly
loosed his death-grip on Luke's fat dick, unleashing
another searing torrent of hot, nasty piss right into
his mother's open mouth.
Wendy groaned and writhed in submissive ecstasy as
Luke's hot piss hit her tongue again. She really DID
feel empty when her mouth was empty. She was surprised
by how quickly and easily she had given into this
experience and how much she now craved it. She was lost
to Chuck and her family forever now. This was the
purpose of her life from this point on - to serve her
black Master in any damned way he pleased. And she was
grateful for it.
As she guzzled down mouthful after mouthful of hot,
nasty black urine, she felt a sense of purpose and
meaning for her life she'd never felt before, not even
as a wife or mother. This was the fate that had been
waiting for her to discover it her whole, entire life.
She only wished she had met Luke much younger. She felt
a distinct pang of jealousy toward her daughter (who was
busily fingering herself like a possessed slut at the
moment, shoving her tongue in Wendy's ear and roaring a
ceaseless stream of profanities into it).
Chuck watched in transfixed horror as his wife was
transformed into nothing more than a toilet slut for his
black tormentor right before his eyes. Chuck agonized
over how far his lovely wife has fallen in just two
months. While it was terrible for Luke to have forced
Chuck to do these horrible acts, it was even worse to
see his lovely, beautiful wife do these things
*willingly* for another man, and especially this
despicable, beast of a nigger!
He knew Wendy would never love him ever again, that his
wife was lost to him forever. He began sobbing and
blubbering "no, no, no" while she guzzled mouthful after
mouthful. But he never stopped jerking himself off, and
he didn't even notice he was hard, now.
Meanwhile, Luke was building up a steady rhythm driving
three of his long, thick fingers in and out of Butch's
asshole and the boy writhed and squirmed in his python-
like, heavily muscled right arm. The boy was still a
teen, raging with hormones, and his body couldn't help
but react the way any sex-crazed teen male's body would
- with a raging stiffy.
It took four or five full minutes and at least 20
mouthfuls for Wendy to drink every drop Luke had to
offer - easily over a full liter. When Luke finally ran
dry, she closed her mouth around the last overflowing
mouthful, her cheeks bulging out obscenely like a
squirrel and chugged it down with one huge gulp like a
starving bird, cumming like a madwoman as she did,
bucking and thrashing and groaning in sheer piss bliss.
Missy also came, exploding like a firecracker, face,
neck and chest flushed red, and screaming into her
mother's face as she climaxed so hard she pissed all
over the foyer's tile floor, completely losing herself.
Chuck, too, couldn't help himself and he dribbled his
feeble drops of thin jizz on the floor as he cried out,
"oh GOD...!" sobbing like a pathetic bitch. But as he
was cumming, Butch his his limit as well, bucking and
jerking and crying out "NNNNGGGAAAHHHHH!" - only his
load was much larger and more impressive - his teen
balls being young and virile, and his abused, swollen
prostate positively exploding with a massive load - all
over Chuck's face, spraying into his mouth and drenching
the humiliated husband and father even as he was cumming
in shame.
Luke took advantage of the action and the fact that he
had one hand on Chuck's head and the other up his son's
tight ass - she shoved the two together, forcing Butch's
cock down Chuck's throat and making the teen shoot the
remainder of his epic wad right into his own father's
mouth. Chuck gagged and tried to pull back, but Luke's
grip was just unbreakable.
Butch didn't help, so lost in his overwhelming orgasm
that he bent over Chuck's head, grabbing it with both
hands and pumping the father's face like it was his
first time with a girl (in fact, this was technically
the first blow job Butch had ever gotten!) Chuck was
mentally completely repulsed, but he was past the point
of no return in his own orgasm, so he couldn't stop
himself from cumming and moaning around his own son's
rock-hard, spurting teenage dick as it exploded into his
mouth.
Missy, meanwhile, tackled her mother and laid on top of
her, grabbing her face with both hands and deeply French
kissing Wendy with wild abandon, trying to lick and
taste Luke's piss from her mouth, sucking on her tongue
and writhing all over her buxom body, their thighs
finding each others engorged vulvas, rubbing on each
other like bitches in heat.
Wendy uncontrollably belched a massive, hot, wet, long
piss-burp into Missy's mouth, but the teen didn't pull
away, it just redoubled her perverse passions and made
her seal her mouth to her mother's even harder,
Frenching her even more deeply and hungrily.
Luke stepped back from the two incestuous, kinky
homosexual pairs and admired his handiwork. Damn, but he
DID know how to turn out white folk like nobody else.
***
When the freaky foursome had fully expended themselves
and collapsed into post-coital bliss/self-loathing, Luke
returned and stood over them, straddling Wendy like some
conquering king.
"Not bad, bitch, not bad," Luke nodded. This simple
acknowledgement filled Wendy with a level of immense joy
that she was completely unprepared for. Her eyes welled
up with tears of joy and she knew she would do ANYTHING
for this Man.
"Maybe you still has some use left," Luke admitted,
"I'll stay... for now."
Wendy was relieved and let her body go lax, no longer in
fear of losing her only purpose for living.
"But," Luke continued unexpectedly, looking down at her
with disdain, "I'm tired of your worn-out pussy. In
fact, from now on, you only get oral and anal.
Understood?"
Wendy was in shock at this, but was too weak and
exhausted to show it, in too much of an altered state to
do anything else but absent-mindedly mutter: "...how
will I cum...?"
Luke's face instantly lit up in angry rebuke, "BITCH, do
I LOOK like I care about *you* cumming?!"
Wendy was startled by his sudden rage and snapped to,
"N-no, Master... I'm sorry!"
"Get your lazy white ass up against that door and show
me that asshole, BITCH!" Luke bellowed.
Immediately, Wendy fought her exhaustion to struggle to
her feet and leaned against the door with her back to
Luke.
"Bitch, SPREAD those cheeks!" the black man violently
spanked her butt so hard it shook her whole butt making
it jiggle violently and leaving an instant handprint.
Wendy jerked and immediately obeyed, reaching back with
both hands and pulling her fleshy white cheeks apart as
far as she could, revealing her pink, quivering hole.
"Yo', Missy, get up in here and get that nice and wet
for me," Luke demanded as he grabbed Butch by the hair
and shoved his dick down the boy's throat. Butch was
lost in a shame-induced come coma and was caught
completely unprepared. He gagged and choked and
struggled around Luke's invading, stiffening power-
prick, slapping his hands uselessly against the much
bigger, stronger man's thickly muscled thighs.
It worked perfectly - Luke loved it when they struggled
and was fully, throbbingly hard down the teen's throat
within moments.
As Luke pumped Butch's throat, working up a good layer
of slick mucus (nature's lube!) on his big, black dick,
he brought Chuck back into the act.
"Hey, Cuckie-boy! Go on over there and give your wife a
big, wet kiss!" Luke demanded, "show her how much you
LOVE her!"
Chuck reluctantly, absent-mindedly obeyed. Only when he
stood up between Wendy and the door and tried to kiss
her, she pulled away in disgust.
"Ugh - do I HAVE to?" Wendy groused, disgusted by the
mere thought of kissing her own husband.
"Yes," Luke admonished the white slut as he pumped his
dick into the depths of her teenage son's throat, "let
Cuckboy have a taste of your devotion to me. I want him
to know what it tastes like."
Reluctantly, Wendy turned and kissed Chuck, chastely.
Annoyed, Luke hastily pulled Butch off his cock and
tossed him aside (leaving him on the floor gagging and
drooling thick strands of mucus), walking up behind
Wendy and forcing her to kiss Chuck deeply. She groaned
in protest, but did not resist.
Missy dropped away and helped guide Luke's man-missile
straight into its intended target - right into her
mother's wet and ready anus.
Luke shoved his cock in deep in the first thrust, making
Wendy cry out in shock and awe. Luke used this to push
her into kissing Chuck even more deeply.
Missy took advantage of her position to eat out her
mother's swollen pussy, making the voluptuous housewife
moan and writhe in appreciation.
Luke grabbed Wendy's huge, pendulous breasts from behind
and squeezed them hard, pinching her erect nipples
between his fingers, sending electric shocks of pain
through the MILF's body. She squealed and jerked as Luke
used his firm tit-grip as leverage to fuck her shitter
with such savagery and abandon that she thought she
would split in two.
The force of Luke's anal pounding rumbled Wendy's
digestive system and she found herself burping
explosively into Chuck's mouth as they French kissed
deeply - each punishing piledrive thrust into her ass
made her bring up foul, noxious piss-burps that Chuck
had no way of escaping. He surrendered to the
humiliation and sobbed as he swallowed the foul recycled
urine air into his own lungs, the awfulness saturating
his nostrils.
Luke was power-fucking Wendy's ass, her self-spread
cheeks pulled so wide that he easily got himself planted
to the hilt, pubic bone to sphincter, with every single
thrust. He could come quickly and explosively, and that
was the point. This was all for HIS pleasure, not hers.
So when he heard her moaning and writhing, he looked
down and realized that Missy was eating her out.
He angrily grabbed Missy by the hair and pulled her away
roughly, making the thirteen year-old slut cry out
sharply.
"AW NAH!" Luke shouted, "Dis bitch gonna learn to cum
from anal ONLY! No fuckin' pussy fun for her anymo', she
ain't good enough for that!"
Missy understood and took it upon herself to suck on
Luke's balls instead, which he didn't object to.
"Aw, FUCK yeah!" Luke grunted as he continued to punish
the matron's bowels with his 14-inch log-like black
piston, spanking her roughly on each outstroke, making
her yelp and cry out.
"Yo, FAGGOT JUNIOR," Luke called back to the sprawled-
out Butch behind him, "get yo sissy-ass mouth over here
and make youself useful!"
Butch reluctantly started to stir, but Missy took a
break from her ball-sucking to grab him and roughly drag
him over. Luke grabbed the teen's head and shoved it
between his sweaty, muscular butt cheeks.
"Toss my salad, bitch, while I buttfuck your Moms!" Luke
pushed his ass back and forced Butch's mouth open so
that Luke's asshole was right in his mouth. Butch
couldn't avoid his tongue coming to contact with Luke's
dirty browneye.
Missy went back to sucking Luke's balls, but also helped
keep Butch in place.
"Ah, FUCK YEAH!" Luke screamed as he picked up the pace,
reaming the living shit out of Wendy's bowels as he bore
down in Butch's mouth and farted repeatedly in the
teenage boy's mouth - wet, nasty, spicy farts that
exploded like mini atomic bombs of foul, acrid ass-
grenades in the bucking, thrashing boy's mouth. Butch
gagged and retched, but had no hope of escape. The
noxious gasses burned his lungs.
Luke reached his other hand up to Wendy's neck and
grabbed her tightly and choked her, leaning in and
growling into her ear.
"FUCKING WHITE BITCH ASS SLUT, MOTHERFUCKIN CUNT, PISS
CHUGGIN' TOILET WHORE, FUCKIN' BITCH!" Luke alternated
between slapping her across the face and choking her as
he verbally berated her, "GONNA FUCKIN' NUT YO ASS,
BITCH! BREED YOUR ASS LIKE A FUCKIN' STREET HO! FUCK!"
The look of sheer savagery scared the living shit out of
Chuck. He had never seen him this worked up, this up
close and intense. At that moment he feared the huge
black man with a primal terror that evoked his mammal
prey instincts - he would do anything to avoid this
predator's wrath!
"NNNGGHHHH!" Luke grunted, "AH FUCK, HERE IT COME,
BITCH!!"
Luke squatted down and thrust his hips up under Wendy,
slamming his cock all the way into her quaking butt and
lifting her right up off the floor, impaled on his
jerking, rock-hard ebony tower of power.
Missy felt his balls jerk and spasm in her mouth and she
came as she fingered herself, knowing the black man was
blowing yet another epic load into the deepest reaches
of her mother's guts, flooding her with black baby
batter.
Wendy couldn't help it, she came, too - exclusively from
the anal assault - and screamed into Chuck's mouth as
she climaxed uncontrollably, bucking and jerking and
crying tears of ecstatic joy. Her eyes were locked with
Chuck's and he was pinned against the door by her body.
He could do nothing but stare into her eyes as she
experienced her first purely anal orgasm at the hands of
this sadistic black rapist that had stolen her from him.
And Luke - as he unloaded a record wad of cocksauce into
Wendy's ass - pulled Butch's mouth into his crack and
bore down in Butch's open mouth... and he SHAT an
absolutely MASSIVE turd right into the teen's mouth - so
hard and fast that captive whiteboy didn't even know
what had happened until his mouth was packed full and it
was already pushing at the back of his throat!
Butch's mind and body instinctively fought the
experience of becoming this black man's shit-bucket with
all of his might - flailing and pulling and pounding his
small white fists vainly against Luke's flexed, steely
ass muscles. He was trapped there, a captive human
toilet, forced to swallow this black bastard's nasty,
disgusting shit!
Luke kept pumping load after load of thick, hot ball-
lava up into Wendy as he simultaneously dumped inch
after thick inch of dense, foul shit down Butch's
throat. Butch didn't even get to chew it, it just forced
its way down his throat - well conditioned from months
of deep throat-fucking to accommodate something of even
that massive loaf's girth and length.
Only this was a massive turd from another man's bowels,
not a fat black dick! But his throat didn't know this
and didn't care. Only his reeling, rebelling mind fought
the horror of the moment. His bodily happily obliged and
let the megaturd snake its way straight down into his
rapidly bulging belly!
The foyer was full of the sounds of Luke, Wendy and
Missy cumming like wild animals, of Chuck blubbering
like a baby, of Butch choking on a throatful of
revolting crap. The air in the room was a heady,
intoxicating, overwhelming mix of piss, sweat, cum, ass
and shit.
After a good couple minutes of pumping powerful ball-
loads of potent spunk into Wendy's flooded bowels, and
having dumped a full two feet of shit down Butch's
throat, Luke finally relaxed and slowly released the
white family from his bear-like grip.
Wendy fell to the floor, asshole gaping and oozing
thick, brownish, ass-baked cum from her depths. Missy
immediately dove in between her mother's thick, fleshy
cheeks and began slurping out the chocolate cumshake,
sucking and gulping it down with audible gusto.
Butch dropped to the floor behind Luke, choking and
gagging on the black man's shit, mouth still packed full
of it, a good couple inches sticking out still. Luke
ducked into the kitchen quickly and came back with a
roll of plastic wrap. He proceeded to wrap it around
Butch's nose and mouth, squishing the shit into the
teen's mouth, ensuring it wouldn't fall out and couldn't
be spit out.
Butch's eyes shot open wide in panic and started to
flail, but Luke deftly wrapped his arms behind his back
with plastic wrap and did the same to his feet, just for
good measure. Butch was desperately trying to breathe,
and only when Luke was done with his impromptu bondage
job did he bother to poke two nostril holes into the
plastic wrap around the teen's face.
"Chew all that up like a good little shitboy," Luke
instructed the bound teen, "and maybe you can have
desert later..."
Wendy heard this and came out of her post-orgasmic haze
enough to register what had happened. Her eyes widened
in shock as she saw her son, bound in plastic wrap being
forced to eat her Black Master's massive shitload!
"Hey, it was YOUR idea, bitch!" Luke smiled at her.
She simply looked up at Luke in awe and smiled at him,
worshipping him as the Black Sex God he was.
Luke leaned up against the side table in the foyer next
to the front door and casually grabbed Chuck's head and
forced him to deep-throat him, sucking the black man's
jizz and his wife's thoroughly-churned shit off his dick
as if it was the most natural thing in the world, like
using a napkin.
"Not bad, bitch, not bad," Luke sighed, apparently
sated, albeit briefly, "I think maybe you're ready for a
bit more action back there."
As Missy finished dining at her gaping anus and kissed
her mother deeply, Wendy couldn't imagine how Luke could
do anything MORE to her ass!
"Matter of fact, I might have to invite over some of my
brothas," Luke mused as he worked Chuck's mouth up and
down on his soiled dick and Butch choked down his
massive turd.
"I mean, you got a fantastic ass on you for a
whitegirl," Wendy flushed in pride at the compliment
that meant so much coming from this magnificent black
specimen of manhood, "but, honestly, bored or it. But I
know some niggas that would be on that ass like a dog on
a BONE!"
Luke smiled at the thought, starting to get hard again
down Chuck's throat, making the cuckold gag and struggle
around it, "Yeah, you ass is gonna see a LOTTA action...
the biggest black dicks in the tristate area gonna be
getting a piece of that."
Wendy was simultaneously aroused and terrified by the
idea. She sat up on her knees before her Black God,
submissively, "I don't know if I can, Master... you're
the only Man I've ever been with...!"
This didn't escape Chuck's notice. There he was, the
father of her children and now he didn't even count as a
MAN she's had sex with... He groaned in protest.
Luke laughed out loud at this, "I think Cuckyboy here
feels dissed!"
Wendy immediately scoffed at the thought, "He's not a
REAL man, he doesn't count... not with that tiny, pasty
white baby dick of his," the disgust and resentment in
her voice was palpably sincere, "that useless thing has
been an embarrassment since the day I made the mistake
of marrying his pathetic ass!"
Chuck groaned at this and deflated, going slack in
Luke's grasp and Luke continued to force him to suck his
filthy, superior black prick clean of their latest
debauchery.
Luke couldn't help but laugh out loud, a deep, hearty
belly laugh that filled the room and made everyone feel
his masculine presence. Wendy blushed with satisfaction
that she had amused him so by humiliating her pathetic
wimp of a sissy husband so viciously.
Missy had sidled up beside Luke, nestling in his arm and
massaging her chest as she watch her father clean the
black man's cock.
Missy got a sadistic gleam in her eyes and, as she
pushed Chuck's head down all the way to the root, she
leaned into Luke's ear and whispered:
"It's my TWIN sister..."
Luke's eyes went wide and his cock immediately jerked to
life and went rock-hard down Chuck's throat, gagging and
choking the thoroughly emasculated cuckold.
TWINS blond teen sluts?! The only thing better than
banging a horny 13 year old horny white bitch? Banging
her AND her twin sister!
Luke and Missy immediately started French-kissing deeply
and passionately as Missy worked her daddy's head up and
down on Luke's 14", rock-hard cock. Luke grabbed her ass
and fingered it as he twisted and pinched her nipples
and facefucked Chuck, cumming straight into the broken
family man's belly as Missy whispered all the nasty
things she plans on Luke, Missy and her twin sister
doing together...
****
CHAPTER 11-a: ELECTION NIGHT
Later that day, after Luke had indisputably re-
established his dominance over the Whitebread family,
and they had discussed the future plans of bringing home
Missy's identical twin sister Sissy, Luke made a brief
pitch about the importance of democracy.
Luke said that, despite their agreement, he still
believed in majority rules, so they're going to have a
vote on election night.
Chuck had been following the election before the Luke's
takeover back in September. He would have preferred
someone more conservative and religious than John
McCain, but liked Sarah Palin and expected them to win.
He figured Luke wouldn't even let them vote, seeing as
how voter fraud is the only way liberals could win. So
he was surprised when Luke got them absentee ballots and
let them vote.
Chuck voted for McCain, Luke for Obama, of course. But
Chuck was disappointed to see Wendy voted for Obama. But
he was surprised that Luke mailed all 3 ballots, even
Chuck's. Still, Luke didn't seem concerned. He seemed
absolutely sure that that African-born nigger impostor
Obama is going to win. Chuck was looking forward to
relishing this night, watching Luke get his hopes
dashed. Luke may have taken over their home, but America
was still a white man's land and always would be.
While they were waiting for the vote totals to come in
on election night, Luke held a mini election to decide
who should be Master of the house - him or (laughably)
Chuck.
He even allowed each of them to give a speech and debate
the issues. Chuck had no time to prepare, but he focused
on old fashioned, outdated ideas such as "being their
father/husband" and "traditional values" and "God's
way", accusing Luke of "abominations before God" and
saying that he was a dirty, uneducated thug who should
be in jail, not in a position of power.
Luke's platform was much simpler, and seemed to resonate
better with the voters: his big, black dick.
In the end the vote tally was close, but Luke clearly
won with a majority. Two votes for Chuck (from himself
and Butch) and three for Luke (Luke, Wendy and Missy).
Luke then threw a victory party, complete with a black
balloon drop and proceeded to assrape the loser (Chuck)
right there on the debate stage in front of everyone, to
the tune of his campaign theme song (2 Live Crew's "Face
Down, Ass Up").
Later that night, as the final results were coming in,
Luke was sitting on the couch, and Wendy was riding him
reverse cowgirl style, her ass bouncing up and down on
his throbbing dick while Missy sucked her tits and
slapped her pussy.
Butch was forced to suck Luke's balls during this while
Chuck was tied up in his torn and cum-stained campaign
suit, impaled on a giant black dildo, forced to watch.
Luke looked at the results coming in and declared that,
if McCain won, he'd leave forever. But if Obama won,
he'd stay for as long as a black man is in the White
House.
Wendy and Missy fretted dreadfully over this, but Luke
told them to mind their own fucking business and stop
questioning him, which they immediately did.
And, 15 minutes later, when it was officially declared
that Barack Obama won and became America's first Black
President, Chuck was completely shocked and heartbroken.
He openly wept. He'd lost his family and now his
country. His whole world had fallen apart around him.
This new reality put Wendy over the edge and she came
hard on Luke's cock in her ass (anal orgasms becoming
easier and easier for her - and getting more and more
powerful each time - more so than any vaginal orgasms
she'd had, in fact!).
Luke pulled out, cleaning his dick in Butch's mouth
while Missy brought the shaky, dazed Wendy to Chuck and
had her shart Luke's thick, gooey cum from her asshole.
But Chuck was too distraught to do obey, this one time,
and he wouldn't do it.
Missy complained to Luke about this.
"Hey, loser," Luke called from the couch, "do your
fuckin' cuckold duty 'less you want me to fuck your wife
in her cunt one last time and make the NEXT Obama!"
Chuck moaned and gave in, yet again, gulping down Luke's
latest batch of potential future Presidents from his
wife's gaping asshole. It would be a long, LONG 4
years...
(but, at least - he told himself - he was sure a white
man would win it back in 2012 once the country realized
what a mistake they had made allowing an illegitimate
African to become President!)
***
CHAPTER 12: WENDY'S DESCENT INTO BLACKNESS
Over the next few weeks, Luke got rougher and rougher
with Wendy, mistreating her so badly that Chuck worried
for her safety.
Now, it's not like Luke had ever been a gentle lover.
Ever.
But he had really raised it several notches since
Wendy's self-abasement in order to keep Luke with them.
Had always fucked her hard, but now he was much
rougher... cruel... mean... degrading. It was as if he
was raping the poor woman every single time he fucked
her. It was angry sex, and it was completely about his
pleasure, with no consideration or even concern for
Wendy at all. He was like an animal, a rabid beast.
Sexual id, completely unleashed.
First of all, Luke never fucked the voluptuous white
woman in the pussy anymore, true to his word. Now he
exclusively fucked her in the mouth or ass (usually
both, often going back and forth between both holes
multiple times a session). No matter how much Wendy
begged or whimpered, Luke wouldn't even touch her
dripping, throbbing cunt. In fact, he forbade her to
even touch herself while he fucked her, something he'd
never done before.
It used to be that Luke would sit back and let Wendy
just blow him while he watched TV. He would let her
finger herself while she worked his cock. He'd relax and
just let her do all the work.
Not anymore.
Now every blowjob was an ordeal for Wendy. There were no
more blowjobs, in fact. Any time she sucked his cock, it
was not *her* doing the sucking, it was HIM doing the
FUCKING. He would grab her by the head, hair, ears and
just fuck the shit out of her pretty face, pounding her
mouth like it was her ass.
His cock would plunge deep to the balls with every
stroke and she'd be gagging and bucking and thrashing
from the feral facefucking. He would positively RAPE the
housewife's throat, pinning her down on a bed, the floor
or up against a wall or counter. Her face would be a
mess of saliva and mucus bubbling out of her abused
mouth and her eyes would roll back in her head as she
gave in to the oral violation.
And she'd have to watch in jealousy as her young
daughter Missy took over casual oral sex duties, really
getting to savor it and rub herself to powerful teen
orgasms as she drank down Luke's cum, actually getting
to taste it coming out and swallow it. Wendy always had
her loads pumped straight into her belly nowadays. She
really missed the constant taste of her Black Master's
cum in her mouth.
And while Luke had denied Wendy's hungry pussy his
majestic black dick, he more than made up for it in the
PAWG's fat bubble-butt ass. At least once a day, usually
twice or more, Luke would anally rape the white woman.
Rough, hard, backbreaking anal devastation. Often
preceded by a brutal, lengthy spanking that left the
poor MILF's bountiful buttocks sore and glowing red hot,
making the ensuing butt-busting sodomy even more
painful.
The spankings were relatively new to Wendy and she lived
in fear of them daily. It wasn't even like she had to do
anything wrong. Luke would just suddenly come stomping
over to her with *that* look in his eyes and she knew
what was coming. Her butt would sting just anticipating
it. He'd grab her by the hair and easily sling her over
his knee or flatten her against the wall or just throw
her face-down on the floor and sit on her backwards and
punish her defenseless big white ass with both large,
powerful hands.
Luke was a spanking master. With his size and strength,
he could really make it hurt. His large hands could
leave broad marks covering even huge asses like Wendy's.
And his technique was just right - he knew just which
kind of stroke to use to make her jump, how long to wait
to let her fear of the next blow reach its peak just
before the next one came. And he knew how to up the
tempo and break the bitch, making her cry and sob until
she was a blubbering mess by the time he was done.
Worst was when he put on his "spankin' music" - high
tempo, hard-hitting techno and rap with big beats and
heavy bass. This would really get him into it and he'd
be playing her cheeks like an African drum line. She
wouldn't be able to sit without pain for days after
sessions like that.
And nothing got Luke cranked up for a good power
assfucking like a nice, long, rough spanking. Wendy
would have to hold on for dear life when he plowed her
ass like a wild bull when he was really puttin' his back
into it like that. He'd pin her to the floor so that she
couldn't move and inch and just totally dominate her,
driving his flaming hot black steel into her bowels with
all of his considerable might and weight, making her
scream with each ass-splitting thrust and unleashing a
truly epic explosion of boiling cocklava into her
abused, swollen bowels.
And the attitude of the fucking, itself, had completely
changed. While before Luke had fucked her hard, calling
her names and pulling her hair... now he was downright
abusive.
He'd grab and squeeze her fat, heavy tits painfully as
he fucked her from behind. Pinching, twisting and
pulling on her large, sensitive nipples, making her
squeal and cry out in pain.
Riding her ass doggystyle, he'd grab a handful of her
hair like the reins of a horse and pull her head back so
far that her back was bent at a nearly 90 degree angle
so that he could look down at her right in the eyes as
he sadistically sodomized her, calling her every
degrading name in the book and spitting in her face. It
was an extreme position and one of his favorites.
Afterwards he'd tell Wendy how good it was for her
flexibility, his "Anal Yoga" regimen for her.
She wasn't immune to this kind of treatment during oral
sex, either. While savagely facefucking her, he'd pull
out and firmly slap her across the face several times
then shove his rock-hard prick back down to the root
forcefully. He never gave her a black eye or bloody nose
(he had total control), but her face would be red and
sore after. And if he wasn't slapping her face or
tormenting her pendulous tits during her mouth-rapings,
he'd be spanking the shit out of her defenseless,
exposed white ass.
To Chuck and the rest of the family the sounds of
Wendy's anguished cries, obscene choking and
reverberating spankings became just part of the ambient
noise of the house. Her completely disheveled appearance
- rat's nest hair, smeared lipstick, tear-streaked
mascara running down her cheeks and red, throbbing ass
became the norm - an everyday sight. She was no longer
herself, no longer a woman with an air of class an
beauty - someone who was always well put together and
presentable. Now she barely spoke, her mental state
having descended into the completely submissive mindset
of a sex slave. She was never, EVER given a break from
it.
And despite the rough treatment and abuse, Luke would
often make her BEG for him to do such cruel things to
her. Made her get on her hands and knees and kiss his
feet and beg for him to use her like a whore. To treat
her like a complete, degenerate sex slave. He'd make her
suck his balls and lick his ass to "earn" the spanking
and subsequent rectal piledriving. And she did it all,
very convincingly.
If Chuck didn't know better (and he didn't), he would
have thought his poor, traumatized wife really DID want
to be treated this way (which she really, really DID)!
Wendy would curse up a storm as Luke ravaged her. Chuck
had never *once* heard her utter a single profane word
before, much less take the Lord's name in vain with such
venom and creativity. Yet here she was cursing up a
storm that would make a sailor blush and make her Church
lady friends faint from the scandal of it.
In fact, had Chuck not been lost in his own delusions,
he would have noticed that, despite not being able to
touch herself anymore, Wendy came EVERY. SINGLE. TIME.
And the meaner, rougher and more abusive Luke was... the
harder she came. Like a wild animal losing all control
over her body, she'd thrash and buck and piss herself
and speak in tongues, unleashing a nonstop torrent of
blasphemous obscenities.
And as Luke got rougher and more sadistic... and Wendy
came harder and harder... Chuck would cry harder and
harder (being forced to watch and "clean up" after every
session).
Often Chuck thought Luke had gone too far. Wendy would
be crying, screaming, begging him to stop, blubbering
and begging for mercy. Chuck would sometimes cry out for
Luke to stop, to take pity on her, but that usually just
earned him a fat lip and a big, black, dirty dildo
shoved down his throat to shut him up.
But even in the most extreme sessions, when Wendy was
practically begging for her life, the white slave whore
would just come that much harder. And afterwards, she
would become that much more subservient, obedient and
obsessed with Luke.
Luke did these things because he liked it, this is how
he most liked to FUCK. But he also treated Wendy so
brutishly because it humiliated Chuck even more to see
his wife abused in this way... and to see her *beg* for
it... and then to see her scream like a banshee, cumming
uncontrollably, pissing herself as she's savagely ass-
raped by Luke. And then to see her thanking the black
beast of a rapist afterwards, worshipping his massive
ebony masterwork of a cock, licking her own shit off of
it.
Chuck could see she was slipping deeper and deeper into
darkness, into inescapable blackness. And he was losing
her forever. The more she slipped away, the more his own
hope and pride vanished irrevocably.
Worse yet was when Luke started binding and tying her
up. He'd always had her on a dog leash since day one,
and later a choke chain. But now he added rope and
handcuffs. Leather straps and harnesses. Riding crops,
whips and spreader bars. Blindfolds, nipple and pussy
clamps, huge butt plugs, etc. The most elaborate was the
full "ponygirl" getup she'd have to wear. A bridle and
bit with a feather headpiece, body harness, saddle and
butt plug horse tail that she'd have to wear while
crawling around the house on her hands and knees, purely
for Luke's personal amusement.
All of this just made the sex rougher, more intense, her
being tied up in more and more uncomfortable, extreme
positions as he spanked and whipped and slapped her and
orally and anally raped the bound, helpless housewife.
And Wendy's orgasms grew in frequency and intensity the
more Luke raised the kink bar.
She would often cum multiple times during extreme
sessions such as these. Something deep inside her was a
natural born submissive to the core. This was what she
NEEDED, and it took a REAL MAN like Luke to bring it out
of her. She completely forgot about Chuck as a man at
all, just seeing him as the sissy faggot who cleaned
them up after their epic fucking sessions.
Luke really got off on humiliating Wendy, adding insult
to injury, breaking her down and making her feel like
nothing more than a useless whore. He'd write on her
with markers as he fucked her, things like "CUMBUCKET",
"NASTY HO", "URINAL", "SLUTWIFE", "ANAL ONLY", "FUCK
ME", "SPANK ME", etc. He'd take pictures of her like
this and post them online for the world to see her
degradation.
She became VERY popular online indeed. She actually
seemed to enjoy reading the comments she got: always
terribly offensive aspersions, calling her a dirty
whore, black cock slut, filthy piss drinker, anal sperm
bank, race traitor, etc, etc. She'd finger herself while
reading them and cum as she watched Luke's homemade
videos of her various violations (usually shot by Chuck
or Missy). She WANTED to be used, abused and raped.
And, of course, she guzzled Luke's piss eagerly any time
he demanded. She would always work herself up into a
thirsting frenzy waiting for his piss to flow and would
cum intensely as she swallowed every drop and begged for
more.
After a solid two months of this treatment, Luke knew
Wendy was ready. He informed her she had really proven
herself and that he had a treat for her - a reward for
being such a good fucking slave girl.
He took her out one night, leaving Missy to watch over
Chuck and Butch (trussed up securely in a 69 position).
Missy blasted gay porn for them on the huge big-screen
projection TV in the living room and fingered herself
while she watched it, cursing and swearing about how
those faggots were sucking each other's cocks so good
and really fucking each other's sissy asses.
She shoved the biggest butt plug they had up Chuck's ass
and strapped on a double sided, ridged black dildo (the
Share XL) and plowed Butch's ass until he blew his load
in his own dad's mouth while he was forced to watch and
listen to an all-male gang bang on TV.
When Luke came back with Wendy two hours later,
completely naked and being pulled along by her choker
chain, she had a radical new look.
He had gotten her three real, permanent tattoos and
several piercings!
Chuck couldn't believe his eyes! In the past, they had
both expressed disdain for tattoos and piercings - how
they were trashy and low-class and it was blasphemous to
God to deface the temple of your body in that way!
But here was his lovely wife standing over him proudly
showing off her new ink and body bling.
The first and most prominent was a large black spade
near her heart at the top right of her left tit. Inside
the spade was a white "Q". Luke explained that this was
the "Queen of Spades" tattoo - it let everyone who saw
her know that she was only for black men from now on -
little dicked whites need not apply.
And each nipple had a sizable ring through it - perfect
for grabbing with a finger and pulling and twisting. The
rings kept her large nipples permanently erect.
The next tattoo was on her ass... well, really, her butt
crack. It was a ruler that began at her asshole and ran
about a foot up the small of her back. Pointing at inch
12 was a black arrow indicating a 3-inch wide mark with
small print next to it that read: "Must be at least this
big to ride this ass".
The final tattoo was across above her pussy where her
shaved-off pubes would have been. It looked exactly like
a "Do Not Enter" traffic sign. When Chuck looked down at
her pussy, it had been pierced, quite extensively! Each
side of her pussy had 6 rings in it, and through the
rings was threaded a white ribbon that tied her pussy
shut securely. And at the top it was tied into a bow
through an unusual clit piercing. It looked familiar to
Chuck, but he couldn't quite identify it at first.
Then it hit him when he saw the huge diamond set in
gold. It was her wedding ring. Luke had made her wedding
ring into a clit piercing to top off her pussy being
sealed forever so that she could be an exclusively oral
and anal whore for black cocks only.
Chuck couldn't believe his eyes.
Butch was visibly disgusted at the sight of his mother
and had to look away.
Missy absolutely LOVED it, running up to her mother and
gushing over every detail, making her mother blush with
pride.
Chuck was absolutely devastated. Here his wife was,
showing off her tattoos and piercings with schoolgirl
glee - they were on her breast, ass and back, where
anyone could see if she wore a bathing suit. It
infuriated Chuck. Somewhere in his deluded mind, he had
allowed himselt to fantasize that someday this would all
be over and they'd go back to their normal lives. That
somehow there was an impermanence to the whole ordeal.
But this was permanent! There was no going back from
this. She was now permanently marked as a whore for
black men.
Missy pouted jealously, saying SHE wanted tattoos and
piercings, but Luke just told her to wait her turn. The
whole family would be getting a makeover before too
long.
Luke had another gift planned for Wendy, but that would
have to wait. She'd need some time for her tats and
piercings to heal, and she'd need to save up her energy
for what he had planned.
Besides, he had a more immediate challenge impending
that he wanted to put his FULL attention to...
****
Chapter 13: BUNNI, WENDY'S YOUNGER SISTER
"Speaking of family," Luke segued, "Let's talk about
this twin sister of yours, Missy." A huge grin came
across the girl's face, "I think it's time for a
Whitebread family reunion!"
Chuck groaned at the idea as Luke sat down on the couch
and noticed a family album of photos that he'd never
bothered looking at. Out of curiosity, he picked it up
and started flipping through it.
"What a perfect white cracker family," Luke admired the
immaculately happy and sterile professional photos of
their formerly pure and boring lives, "Such a shame a
black man had to move in and ruin the neighborhood!"
Luke chuckled, then stopped at a page showing Missy and
Sissy side-by-side, smiling.
"Well I'll be damned," he chuckled, "right there all the
time!"
Missy looked over his shoulder and pointed at the girl
on the right, "that one's me. I always wear my hair in a
ponytail, she always wears pigtails. That's how everyone
tells us apart."
"Thanks for the tip," Luke smiled at the slut daughter's
helpfulness. He imagined grabbing that cute little white
bitch's pigtails and using them as handles as he raped
her pretty little mouth, her teeth still in braces in
the picture.
Luke flipped a few more pages.
"Any OTHER Whitebreads I should know about, Chucky-
Cuck?" Luke intoned threateningly.
"N-No..." Chuck shook his head, stammering nervously.
There was no way Chuck was going to mention Wendy's
younger sister Bunni up north who they were supposed to
visit for the holidays. Bunni was a little more of a
free spirit than Wendy was. Not as devoutly religious,
but she stayed out of trouble and had just married a
nice white boy with a promising career in the financial
industry named Chet. They had missed the wedding since
they'd been imprisoned by Luke - Wendy was to be the
Maid of Honor. Chuck wondered if her parents tried to
contact them about being no-shows, but it wouldn't have
mattered.
Luke disconnected the land line, deleted all their e-
mail and online accounts and changed all their cell
phone numbers. Chuck was relieved that Luke hadn't found
out about them yet. He would never inflict their
misfortune on them and hoped they would live the happy,
white American dream that had been stolen forever from
his own family by this black monster of a man.
Chuck had thought that, by chance, Wendy's sister had
escaped Luke's rapist wrath. He felt some small degree
of satisfaction at the thought that, at least, one
another white couple had been spared this torment. Wendy
may be lost to him, but her younger sister Bunni would
escape Luke's grasp. And Bunni's totally unsuspecting
fiance, Chet, would be spared the daily living Hell that
Chuck's life had become.
What Chuck didn't know, of course, was that Wendy had
spilled the beans on her sister weeks ago while in a
fuck-frenzied fugue state, Luke asking her if she had
any sisters while he savagely ass-raped her. He
literally fucked the name out of her, her grunting "Buh-
nee-her-name-is-Buh-nee!", each syllable forced out by
his cock as it slammed into her bowels. She screamed
"YES! YESSS!!" during her mindblowing orgasm as Luke
told her in detail what he intended to do to her hot
little sister.
Chuck had just assumed that Wendy had thrown away the
invitations and free fittings they'd gotten when Luke
had taken over their lives. But, instead, after
betraying the existence of her sister, Wendy had
actually HELPED Luke by giving him the RSVP with the
date & place and even gave Luke the certificate for the
free tux fitting & rental.
The wedding was coming up that weekend. On the night
before the wedding, Luke chained and tied up the entire
family. He locked Butch in the basement (having
installed a new, solid metal door with a steel frame and
thick bolt lock. There was still a small pet door for
passing food to the teen). He tied Wendy's thighs and
ankles to a large, cushioned seat, her legs spread wide.
He tied her neck to the back of the chair, but only
handcuffed her wrists, giving her a vibrator she could
use whenever she felt the need.
In front of her, Chuck and Missy were bound together
back-to-front, with Chuck face-down on the ground and
Missy on his back. He had strapped a large black dildo
on Missy and shoved it up Chuck's ass so that Missy was
tied to him in a permanent pegging pose. He laid out
food and water for them in doggie bowls and told them
he'd be back soon, they wouldn't know when so they
better not try to escape or any stupid shit like that.
Chuck had figured it was just another one of Luke's sick
mind games, some kind of test. In fact, after Luke left,
Wendy pretty much confirmed his suspicions, telling him
she saw Luke setting up cameras and that she was pretty
sure he was still in the house somewhere, waiting to see
what they would do. She said it would probably be safest
for them to play along and do as Luke said. Chuck
agreed, knowing what Luke was capable of.
It was a fiendishly sadistic plan: to leave them that
way, Missy forced to ass-rape her own Dad and Wendy
forced to watch, with a vibrator in her lap. To his
dismay, Luke's ploy proved terribly effective. Missy
fucked Chuck uncontrollably, cumming on the double-ended
dildo repeatedly while Wendy watched, rapt, and
masturbated herself to multiple orgasms.
Missy would fuck him, exhaust herself, sleep for a bit,
then wake up and start grinding, getting aroused all
over again and repeating the process. Missy hissed the
worst, most hurtful things in his ears as she raped him,
each time getting nastier, more aggressive and more
forceful. The experience really changed her and she was
never even vaguely the same sweet girl he raised again
after that.
By the time Luke reappeared 2 days later, the girls were
a complete mess of constant arousal and drenching
orgasms. And Chuck's asshole was sore and stretched by
the non-stop sodomizing. And it turned out Luke had only
left Butch some dry food - salty chips and pretzels and
NO water! So the boy was on the verge of dehydration by
the time Luke retrieved him from the basement. Of course
Luke was only too happy to quench his thirst with a
long, hot piss (Luke had been on the road driving all
day, drinking all the way and had not gone once).
Luke even made the poor boy BEG for it! Delirious from
dehydration and desperate, Butch fell to Luke's feet and
begged like a pathetic worm to drink Luke's "delicious"
piss. Luke made him ask for the honor of being his
urinal, and made Butch promise to obey him and be a good
butt-boy slave from now on. Butch pathetically grovelled
and promised everything Luke wanted. Luke relented and
let Butch reach up, unzip his jeans and pull out his
big, black firehose. Butch did so greedily, hands
shaking from weakness and anticipation and he suckled on
Luke's dick like a hungry bird, trying to literally
siphon the urine from Luke's bladder.
Luke teased the boy for a bit and then finally let the
waters flow, full force, down the hysterical teen's
parched throat. Butch thirstily guzzled down the entire
bladderful, totally lost in his demented, wretched state
- moaning and groaning from the relief of hydration (of
ANY kind) washing through his body and reviving him.
His hands caressed and stroked Luke's muscular thighs
and hips, ending up cradling the big black man's well-
built butt muscles which were clenching and flexing as
he regulated his precious urine flow. Luke smiled a big,
satisfied smile as he watched the rebellious teenage
bitch-boy willingly, even HUNGRILY, gulping down his
hot, concentrated, rank, dark piss.
Chuck's heart sank as he watched his son's abasement,
while Wendy and Missy were busy kissing and fingering
each other to the action.
Chuck eventually found out the truth of Luke's absence
and how he had driven up north to crash Bunni and Chet's
wedding. Luke gave the newlywed couple what sounded like
an unforgettable wedding night.
*Author's Note: the following anecdote is recycled from
"Wrecked Wedding Night, Wrecked Rectum". If you've
already read it, you can skip to the next section marked
***
CHAPTER XIV: WRECKED WEDDING NIGHT, WRECKED RECTUM
Bunni and Chet's wedding had been crashed by a large,
black man that Chet had mistaken for the limo driver.
Everyone was shocked when Luke loudly objected to the
union of Chet and Bunni on the grounds that "a fine
piece of ass like that deserves better than that
pencildick bitch!" But Chet's groomsmen assumed it was
all a prank one of them had pulled on Chet and laughed
it off.
Everyone was a bit surprised when Luke showed up at the
wedding reception as well. Especially once Chet and his
groomsmen talked and none of them could figure out who
the rather rude and rather large black guy was. When
Luke stole the seat next to the bride and started
talking her up, Chet started to get a little peeved. But
he didn't want to ruin the reception - Bunni's parents
had invested an obscene sum in the affair and all of
their country club friends were in attendance.
So it was with horror that Bunni's parents watched Luke
take the first dance with the bride on the dancefloor.
And not just any dance, but a very intimate, dirty
dance. His hands were all over her, grabbing at her ass
and kneading it like dough as he whispered who-knew-what
kinds of depravities in her ear.
Chet was incensed, now. Who was this guy and how dare he
besmirch their special day like this?! Was he some drunk
with nothing better to do? Some homeless guy in a nice
suit? And why was it that the more champagne Bunni
drank, the less she seemed to be resisting Luke's rude
advances?
Finally, Chet's best man couldn't take it anymore. Dirk
was always a bit of a hothead, and he was Bunni's big
brother. He strode out onto the balcony where Luke was
feeding Bunni some wedding cake by making her suck it
off his middle finger and tapped Luke brusquely on the
shoulder.
Before he could even get his confrontational words out,
Luke froze him in the sort of "angry black man" glare
that made most well-off white guys like Dirk cross the
street in the city. Luke grabbed the offending hand,
twisted Dirk easily like a ragdoll and tossed him into
the pool. All without taking his other hand's middle
finger out between Bunni's sucking lips.
After that, nobody much felt like confronting Luke and
he only got bolder. When Luke took Chet's place during
the bridal garter toss, Chet was pretty sure Luke
reached up way further than he needed to in order to
find the garter. It seemed like it took him a long time
to find the garter and even Bunni seemed to be getting
uncomfortable. She was shifting in her seat as Luke felt
around, then jumped sharply and started sweating and
getting flush.
She grunted a few times as Luke seemed to be roughly
poking around trying to find the garter. When it seemed
like Bunni couldn't take it anymore, Luke suddenly
pulled his hand out with the garter. Bunni looked
surprised and, Chet noticed with a bit of confusion...
frustrated? Luke threw the garter and Chet caught it. It
was sopping wet, probably from all the sweat produced by
the constant and energetic dancing Bunni had been doing
all night with Luke. Chet looked over at Bunni and she
was sucking on his fingers again, but Chet had no idea
why - there was no cake on them this time. He was really
confused.
The night went on and now the dances were getting
downright raunchy, with Bunni grinding her ass in Luke's
crotch while his large black hands mauled her bountiful
breasts. Everyone, including Chet, could clearly see the
massive tentpole straining the zipper of Luke's dress
pants.
The rest of the wedding guests had gone and the only
people left were the DJ, Chet and Luke and Bunni, on the
dance floor. It was the last song, a slow love song.
Luke and Bunni were dancing face-to-face with his hands
on her ass, her hands on his and his tongue down her
throat. He was grinding his hard-on against her belly
and she was gyrating her hips.
Finally, the DJ wrapped things up and Luke and Bunni
came off the dance floor. Luke left and Bunni came over
to Chet.
"Ready for our Honeymoon, baby?" She sang sweetly.
Chet couldn't believe it was over, just like that. He
assented weakly and rose to take her hand and walk with
her to the limo.
When they arrived at the hotel, Bunni seemed quite
excited. They had only made small talk on the ride over,
talking about how beautiful the service was, the nice
weather they had and how yummy the cake had been. Bunni
never mentioned Luke and Chet wasn't about to bring it
up himself.
The limo driver let them out and got their bags. Chet
and Bunni got to the Honeymoon Suite - they had it
rented out for two weeks - and Chet unlocked the door.
He turned to pick up Bunni and carry her across the
threshold, but she instead turned to the limo driver,
who picked her up instead!
For the first time, Chet looked up at the Limo driver's
face and saw it was Luke! Luke shoved Chet aside through
the door to the suite and carried Bunni over the
threshold into the bedroom and threw her on the bed.
Chet followed, dumbfounded. He watched in impotent
paralysis as Luke held Bunni face down, grabbed her
wedding dress by the seams and literally RIPPED it off
of her!
Yanking and pulling with no regard for the expense of
the exquisite satin and taffeta white gown, no concern
for Chet and Bunni's possible desires to have it as a
keepsake of their union for all time, and certainly no
concern for Bunni as he yanked and pulled, contorting
her poor limbs this way and that.
Then he tore off her bra and her lacy white underwear,
grabbing it from the back and ripping it from between
her thighs. She struggled as he did this crying "Ow!
ow!" but he shut her up by giving her several sharp
open-palmed SMACKs on her ass reverberating loudly
around the room and leaving large red handprints that
covered her entire cheek.
When he was done, she lay there exhausted and sweaty,
roughed up and sore. She looked back over her shoulder
at him as he stood back up by the side of the bed. Chet
thought she would be livid, furious at Luke for
destroying her dress and treating her so brutishly, but
she had an entirely different expression on her face
than he expected. It looked more wild, wide-eyed and
primal. She was heaving and had her eyes locked on his.
Somehow she looked both challenging and submissive.
Chet spoke up and broke the tension, "See here, now, um,
driver, I don't think that was necessary! I think we
won't be needing you anymore tonight, and I intend to
lodge a complaint with the service..."
Chet barely managed to eke out the end of the sentence
as Luke had turned his gaze on him and Chet felt his
courage drain away. He considered reaching for his
wallet to offer the man a tip, hoping it might make him
go away, but now Bunni spoke.
"Well, don't just stand there, honey," her demeanor had
completely changed, now she was all sunny and bubbly
again, "Get naked! We've got some celebrating to do!"
Bunni chirped as Luke stood at the bed, watching. Chet
felt very self-conscious, but did as she said. He took
everything off except his boxer shorts and his bow tie
which she instructed him to keep on because it was
"cute".
She pulled him over to the bed and yanked off his boxer
shorts to his surprise. His small, skinny, pale penis
hung flaccid from his patch of blonde pubic hair, barely
peeking out. With the bizarre conditions, he couldn't
bring himself to be aroused.
Bunni's eyes opened wide and she gasped. Luke chuckled.
Chet tried to protest, but Bunni cut him off.
"I've HEARD of micro-penises, but I've never seen one
before!" she exclaimed to Chet's utter horror. Bunni
couldn't believe it was so small. That's what she got
for saving herself for marriage, he should have told her
about this! That's not fair to her. Chet argued that it
wasn't THAT small!
Bunni disagreed and asked Luke if he could show his, for
comparison, to see if Chet was right. Luke happily
obliged and got COMPLETELY naked himself (which was
completely unnecessary, Chet thought). When his soda-
can-thick 12-inch monster flopped out of his pants and
swung down and smacked obscenely against his muscular
thigh, Chet thought he was going to faint. Bunni let out
an audible squeal and couldn't take her eyes off of the
ebony monster dangling pendulously before them.
"Well, I guess that settles THAT debate!" she rasped.
Chet felt very uncomfortable now, but Bunni took
control. She told him he might still be good for
something and had him lie down on the bed with his head
near the edge and his feet toward the headboard. She
then squatted over him facing him, with her cunt in his
face. "Let's see if your tongue can reach places your
little dickie can't!"
She settled her wet pussy over Chet's mouth and he
obliged her, licking away and tasting her for the first
time. She was sweet and clean-tasting. Bunni moaned and
began to gyrate a little. She closed her eyes and licked
her lips, he head falling back. Chet finally felt a
stirring in his loins and completely forgot about Luke
as he felt his wedding night had, at last, begun in
earnest.
But he made the mistake of opening his eyes. Not only
was Luke still there, but he was standing extremely
close, his massive black cock dangling mere inches from
Chet's face as he watched Chet eating Bunni out. Luke's
eyes hungrily leered at the moaning and squirming bride,
running his gaze up and down her toned curves, he skin
covered in a sheen of perspiration. Her perfect breasts
rising and falling with her heavy breathing.
She opened her eyes and locked them with Luke. As they
glared at each other, she began to grind her cunt into
Chet's mouth harder and harder, faster and faster.
Chet's heart began to beat so hard he could feel it.
This wasn't going to end well, he thought.
Suddenly, Bunni began bucking and convulsing. Chet could
taste her wetness really flowing now and watched as all
the muscles up and down her torso rippled. She reached
out and grabbed Luke by the neck and came with a
vengeance in Chet's mouth. Chet lapped and licked
obediently as she flooded his mouth with her juices.
Luke and Bunni's faces were as close as they could be
without kissing and she smiled.
Bunni let Luke go and rose up off of Chet, his face
soaked with her cum. Chet went to sit up, but she held
him down, "whoa, whoa, stay right there," she said as
she turned around, sitting over him again, but now
facing away with her ass in his face.
"Let's see what that tongue of yours can do with THIS
end!" She teased as she lowered her asshole onto his
mouth. Chet was shocked at what she was suggesting, but
did as she wanted. He was fully in her sway, now, and
was powerless beneath her. He flicked his tongue along
her chocolate starfish, taking a few tentative little
tastes. She cooed and, encouraged, he wriggled his well-
lubricated tongue into her quivering anus only to be
rewarded with a rude-sounding and foul-tasting fart that
made Luke chuckle and Bunni giggle.
Chet was not dissuaded, in fact he felt a sense of
accomplishment as he pushed his tongue in further and
she sighed and gyrated her hips on his face. As he
darted his tongue in-and-out, tasting her salty insides,
he watched as she reached back and pulled Luke towards
her. She leaned back against his broad, sweaty chest and
used him as leverage to grind her ass down on Chet's
face.
"Wow, honey, how long IS that tongue of yours?" Bunni
marveled as she felt the wriggling protuberance
massaging her anal cavity.
"Shit, homeboy's a real Roto-Rooter up in there, ain't
he?" Luke mused.
"MMm, yeah, he's really digging around up in my dirty
little pooper!" Bunni giggled, then moaned as Chet hit a
sensitive spot, "Oh, that feels GOOD, honey..." she
started breathing heavier and wrapped her arm back
around Luke's thick, trunklike neck.
Chet soaked up the encouragement and thrust his tongue
deeper and waggled it more vigorously causing Bunni to
let out a little yelp, "OH! He's REALLY in there!"
"My man's diggin' for gold, yo," Luke joked.
"Mmm, careful, sweetie, you go any further and you might
find a little butt-muffin in the oven waiting for you!"
Bunni gave a little "tee-hee" at her own clever quip and
adjusted herself, getting comfortable for what seemed
like was going to be a marathon rim job.
Chet pressed on with his industrious reaming of his
wife's finely toned keister. His tongue drilled deeper
and deeper into her bunghole, loosening up her sphincter
and cleaning her out thoroughly. Chet surprised even
himself - he had no idea his tongue was so long or so
dexterous! She had been right; his tongue WAS good for
something!
He felt his tiny dick get erect and rise up to its full
height of nearly 3 and a half inches. It hurt it was so
rock-hard (well, pebble-hard to use a more size-
appropriate metaphor), but his arms were pinned up by
her strong thighs - he couldn't reach down to pleasure
himself.
Bunni noticed his arousal, "Oh, look!" she said it a
mocking lilt, "his widdle teeny weenis is getting hard,
how cute!" She flicked his nub of a dick with her
finger. It stung, but he sprung back, undaunted. "I
think he LIKES the idea of eating from my ass! You'd
like that, wouldn't you dear? You want Mommy to bake you
a nice, hot, steaming brownie? Are you a hungry widdle
birdie, Chettie?" she teased in an artificially sweet,
high voice as she pinched and tweaked his miniscule
excuse for manhood.
"You BAD, girl," Luke chortled, shaking his head.
Chet enjoyed the attention she was giving him and worked
ever more diligently at drilling his tongue inside his
newlywed wife's quivering asshole. Maybe if he pleased
her in this way, she would return the favor...
Above him, Luke was now reaching around Bunni with both
arms, molesting her tits - one huge boob in each of his
massive, muscular black hands. Chet could see the sinews
of his forearms coiling and writing like snakes under
his silky dark brown skin as he worked her finely-molded
orbs of flesh.
Bunni had reached back and pulled Luke's head to hers,
her head turned back to meet his and they were locked in
a passionate, deep French kiss. She was moaning and
groaning into his mouth, writhing in pleasure from the
sensations all over her body, tongue probing her from
one end of her digestive tract to the other! She was in
pure bliss.
As Chet's tongue worked overtime probing her bowels, she
reached back with her one free hand and grabbed Luke's
prodigious, throbbing prick. It was pulsating and
engorged, the veins popping out all over it. She stroked
it and the angle it was at put it directly over Chet's
face. He had a perfect view of it as she massaged and
squeezed it. Her ministrations milked a few drops of
precum from the large, purplish mushroom-like head and
they fell from the cock onto her ass.
Chet watched as they rolled, as if in slow-motion, down
her cheeks, disappearing into her ass-crack, running
down to her well-oiled asshole and into his mouth! Even
though his mouth was filled with the tastes of all the
bodily fluids that had been running copiously into it
until now, he could clearly taste this new addition to
the mixture. It was salty, but sweet as well. He was
revolted by the thought (if not by the taste), but there
was nothing he could do about it.
Then Bunni did the thing Chet thought wasn't possible.
She reached back with both hands and spread her tight,
muscular asscheeks completely apart so that her asshole
was now literally inside his mouth! His tongue slid
another three inches into her ass. She shook with
ecstasy at the sensation and groaned "oh, FUCK yes!"
She leaned forward, and told Chet to keep his tongue in
her ass as deep as he could. He obeyed and could now see
his tongue inside her - it must have been in there about
5 or 6 inches. It WAS longer than his dick! He had been
blessed with a tongue that would have given Gene Simmons
a run for his money! Somehow, he felt like this made him
more of a man (it didn't).
Then the shock came. Luke's throbbing, veiny, ebony cock
cast a shadow over Chet's head and he looked up to see
it coming, ramming speed, for Bunni's sopping-wet,
slightly gaping asshole! Chet had no time to react,
Luke's dick shoved into her tight butthole with
surprising speed, using his own tongue as a kind of
shoehorn! Bunni made the most bizarre sound - like a
mixture between a groan and an exhale and a scream - a
deep, guttural, animal sound like her breath had been
forcefully SHOVED out of her.
She grabbed her asscheeks harder and spread them even
further, pushing them back against Luke as he shoved the
full length of his powerful, fever-hot rod into her
hungry butt. Chet's tongue was trapped inside by the
motion and the friction and the pressure. Her
surprisingly strong rectal muscles contracted eagerly
around the invading monster, pulling both it and Chet's
tongue deeper inside her insatiably.
Luke's heavy, slimy balls settled across the bridge of
Chet's nose as the black goliath finally bottomed-out in
Bunni's quivering, shaking buttocks - she moaned like a
woman giving birth and he grabbed her by the jaw, pulled
her face around to meet his and rammed his tongue down
her throat.
It was all Chet could to do hang onto Bunni's ass as the
rodeo show began. Luke hammered her shithole like a
piston at full power - his almighty Big Black Cock was
like an unstoppable freight train driving the Excrement
Express! His driving meat was a rock-hard fudgepacker
doing 100 on the Hershey highway... and it was hitting
the drive-through at the Bugger King with each trip!
The mighty cockhead of Luke's massive tool was churning
up the contents of Bunni's guts and chunks of Bunni's
turds were being yanked from her deepest nether regions
to be deposited on Chet's tongue then smushed all along
its considerable length. Luke's Chet could taste every
bit of the pilfered fecal matter and it made him gag
uncontrollably. Not that either Bunni or Luke noticed in
the slightest. He was nothing but a lubricant to the two
lust-fueled animals grunting and grasping and fucking in
their obscene anal wrestling match above him.
The anal pounding went on and on - Luke punished Bunni's
battered poopchute like it owed him money. Chet thought
his tongue was going to get rubbed raw by the friction,
but there was so much shit coating his tongue that it
protected his tongue and kept it from going numb as
well. Meaning he could taste everything Bunni had eaten
in the past day (he swore he could taste their wedding
cake - which really was quite delicious).
The excess excrement was starting to liquefy and run
down his tongue and into his mouth. He could feel it
pooling against the back of this mouth at the opening to
his throat. There was nothing he could do about it. He
tried to prevent it, but instinctually, his swallow
reflex kicked in and he drank down the liquid crap
concoction.
Chet couldn't believe Bunni's anus could take such
severe abuse! A full foot of wrought-iron, flaming hot
Alabama black snake the width of Chet's ARM was plunging
into her cute little tushie to the HILT at a rate of
something like a hundred times a minute! Chet remembered
the first time he saw Bunni at the cotillion, it was
from behind and the first thing he admired about her was
her tight, round, petite derriere.
Now it was spread open like a well-read cheap paperback
and her formerly dainty, feminine little rosebud was now
stretched out like a showercap stretched over a bowling
ball! Luke's shaft was delving into the depths of her
shitter with such determination it was as if it was
drilling for black gold... or brown gold, as it happened
to be.
Sweat poured off the two writhing, muscular figures,
joined at the mouth and hips like some sort of obscene
Siamese twins, seemingly inseparable. They pulled and
groped at each other with savage passion, their tongues
twisted and thrusted in each other's mouths as if trying
to consume the other's lust orally. Both of their well-
toned bodies convulsed and rocked in a lusty tempo, the
muscles in their buttocks and thighs dancing in a
particularly dynamic way - like coils of snakes fighting
beneath ebony and ivory satin sheets.
Bunni had never felt so full and so helpless and
overpowered in her life. It was like nothing she'd ever
imagined. She felt as though she had regressed down the
evolutionary ladder to the lowest of beasts, taking the
dominant bull's phallus inside her any way he wanted to
give it to her. She was helpless, bound by his sinewy,
strapping arms, held fast by his vice-like, meaty hands
and skewered upon his irrepressible, Herculean
masculinity, thrusting into her with a carnal
bestiality. If her mouth covered, she'd be howling!
Every muscle in the two feral fornicators was flexing
and undulating and throbbing in a rhythm as old and
primitive as man itself. Chet couldn't help but admire
the beauty of the epic copulating he was honored enough
to be a part of, in some small way. Here were two
perfect specimens of the species doing exactly what
mammals had been bred to do for millions of years, and
doing it incredibly well. Well, except for the whole
"using the wrong hole" thing. Speaking of which, his
entire tongue was now coated with Bunni's stolen stool.
He'd never get that taste out of his mouth, he felt.
Chet felt the lover's embrace change - a stiffening, a
shifting of weight, a new urgency arising in their
bodies. He heard their vocalizations getting louder,
shorter, sharper. This was it. He'd never had sex with,
well, anyone before, but he'd jerked off enough to know
when an orgasm was building up. And the way these two
had been going, this seemed like this was going to be
one for the ages. As the two gripped each other even
tighter, as their tongues probed ever wilder and deeper,
he felt he should do his part, however minor.
He had left his tongue to rest beneath Luke's cock along
the bottom of Bunni's anal wall for the whole fucking,
but now he moved it about, left and right licking both
Luke's shaft and Bunni's rectum, flicking the tip of his
tongue up and down to stimulate the two entwined lovers.
That did it. It was the drop that broke the dam. Luke
grabbed Bunni's hips with both of his massive hands and
simultaneously yanked her back towards him violently and
rammed his colossal man muscle forward with tremendous
force, plunging into the stygian depths of her bowels,
to her very core. Bunni screamed into Luke's mouth,
unable to withhold the exquisite pain and excruciating
pleasure this sensation ignited in her. She bucked like
a wild mare on his untamed beast of a cock, riding his
vigorous, bruising assault with perfect counter-humps,
impaling herself ever deeper on his throbbing,
pulsating, swelling organ.
Luke pulled his head back and let out a roar that nearly
split Chet's eardrums. It's deep, stentorian
reverberation filled the bridal bedroom, vibrating the
glass and shaking Bunni and Chet to the bone. He
EXPLODED inside Bunni and with the sensation of the
first, forceful, hot shower of black man's jizz
splashing against the inside of her belly, Bunni came
too, in a torrent of cuntjuice and piss, all over Chet's
chest and neck, soaking their honeymoon bed and staining
it yellow irrevocably.
She came not in waves, but in tsunamis of pure rapture,
an electrical charge of pure ecstasy coursing through
her entire body from the tip of Luke's cock down to
every nerve ending in her fingers, toes and scalp.
Luke's fully-engorged prick pulsated with bestial heat
and force against Chet's tongue as he felt the powerful
gushes of heavy man-cream shooting down its impressive
length and deep into his newlywed wife's guts. He could
only imagine how much ball-lava was being pumped out of
this erupting phallic volcano - he counted no less than
9 or 10 blistering dick-loads being pumped into his
bride's inundated intestines... before it began to
overflow and run back down her tail pipe and over Chet's
tongue.
The hot, thick, salty man seed poured down his shit-
stained tongue, mixing with the excreta to make a sickly
brown, viscous admixture that drained into his gaping
mouth and down his throat. He didn't even try to stop
it, he simply swallowed it down and accepted this gift -
this combination of bodily contents from both of the
lovers using him - churned together by their passion and
deposited in him to ingest and make a part of him
forever. He now belonged to them, inside and out.
After about 4 or 5 more sizable spurts, Luke's deluge of
dicksauce finally abated. Chet had swallowed maybe 2 or
3 mouthfuls of shitjizz that had been squirted out down
his tongue. Luke and Bunni quivered and shook, breathing
heavily and embracing each other. Bunni, completely
spent and exhausted, lay limp in her black god's virile
and encompassing arms, prostate against the ebony
Adonis' well-built chest. Her own breast heaving in
synch with his.
They reposed in this way for some time, basking in the
euphoric aftermath of their monumental anal debauchery,
one for the ages to be sure.
Finally, the golden silence was broken, by Luke.
"I gotta take a piss," he said abruptly, "I ain't gone
all fuckin' day and I drank way too fuckin' much for
that."
Bunni giggled, gave him a kiss and leaned forward.
Luke looked down and saw Chet, with his tongue still up
in Bunni's asshole and chuckled, "mm, that was GOOD...
with the tongue up in there and everything?"
Bunni "mmmm"ed in agreement.
"I'm tellin' you, from now on, that's the ONLY way I'm
gonna fuck a white bitch's ass - with her punk-ass
faggot's tongue up in there!" Luke grinned broadly and
Bunni laughed, her not-completely-destroyed anal muscles
clenching with the laughter, squeezing another couple
dollops of cumcrap into Chet's rank-smelling sewer of a
mouth.
Slowly, inexorably, Luke still-impressive, semi-hard
giant of a log slid out of her used, gaping anus,
smearing yet more feces and spunk along Chet's flattened
tongue as he did so. Bunni, leaning forward, exhaled in
relief as if she was dropping the biggest load of her
life.
"Damn, that's nasty," Luke said as he watched his own
slimy, veiny tool slide out of Bunni's red and bruised
back door. Finally, only the bulbous glans of his
monster remained inside her orifice, held there by her
stretched-out sphincter which had contracted to match
the circumference of his shaft.
Luke pulled but said he didn't want to tear her; she'd
have to help and push, too. She strained and grunted
and, with a combined effort, Luke's fat, pendulous,
filthy cock finally popped out of her devastated fudge
canal and smacked Chet right in the face and slid off,
leaving a shit-slime smear down his cheek and brow.
Chet looked at Bunni's now fully-gaped anal opening. The
entire passage was open and he could see a good several
inches up it. It was an incredible sight, a scene of
utter anal devastation. Not only had Luke wrecked their
wedding night, he had wrecked Bunni's rectum for good,
it appeared.
"Ewww, what's that smell?!" Bunni gagged.
"I ain't sure if that's you, or the punk boy, here, his
mouth looks like a damn toilet!" Luke observed.
Suddenly there was an awful sound. Like something evil
gurgling up from the depths of Hell. Something vile and
obscene, glurping and schlupping, squelching and
burping.
"What the fuck?" Luke muttered.
"Oh no-" Bunni exhaled, horrified, "I think that was
ME!"
Suddenly, and without warning, before Chet could even
process Bunni's last declaration, a flood of brown &
cream-colored, viscous, boiling butt-splooge came
shooting down Bunni's still-gaping, ruined anal
passageway, over Chet's tongue and right into his mouth.
Bunni looked back and saw the spectacle herself.
"Oh my GOD!"
Chet choked and gagged on the torrent of turd-stained
jizz but Bunni thought quickly and sat back upright,
sealing her anal ring over his mouth and reached back
and squeezed his nostrils shut so he couldn't breathe.
His eyes shot wide open, staring up at her in shock,
trying to understand why she would do this to him.
"Drink it, you faggot!" She screamed at him as if he was
an idiot, "Swallow all of your black master's precious
gift! Don't you dare reject his seed, bitch!"
Chet looked at her, then to Luke who had a surprised,
but vulgar grin on his face, then back at Bunni. She was
dead serious. This was his new place now, and she was
putting him in it. His mouth was full to the brim, now
with this foul soup of black man's baby batter and
liquefied shit - a special concoction that had been
brewed deep within his new wife's bowels for him. He
swallowed. He swallowed again and again and drank it all
down obediently. Each swallow made an audible gulp and
was so large it made his eyes water. With each swallow,
Bunni's eyes opened wider and her scowl turned from
anger to one of pure sadistic pervert's delight.
She waited until he seemed to run out, then let go of
his nose to let him breathe, but only for a second. For
she then strained, squinting her eyes some and wiggling
as if to churn up some more of Luke's spunk from her
bowels and squirt it down to Chet's mouth, which she
did. Again it filled Chet's mouth, and again he
swallowed it all.
By the third time she was really digging deep,
struggling and straining, flexing her abdomen and
pushing hard. Suddenly a huge, load, pungent fart
exploded from her asshole directly into Chet's mouth,
echoing through his nose as it forced a spray of semen
and snot from his nose onto Bunni's back.
"Oh my GOD, you dirty little SHIT!" she screamed and
closed his nose back up, squeezing so tight it made him
cry out into her ass. At that very moment, she pushed as
hard as she could and a sudden look of surprise flashed
across her face. Chet saw the look and knew it couldn't
be good.
Almost instantly, a rushing, voluminous, soft turd came
shooting out of Bunni's intestines, down her anal canal,
over Chet's long tongue and straight into his gullet.
Chet, having expected more jizz, was caught completely
off guard and began to buck and jerk violently under
Bunni. But Bunni was quick and stronger than she looked;
she pinned him down and held him there as she shit
straight into his mouth!
"OH FUCK YEAH!" She cried as she expulsed a torrent of
churned crap into her husband's gaping maw, "EAT MY
SHIT, YOU WORTHLESS FUCKING TOILET BOY!! DO IT!"
Chet knew this was his place now, there was no turning
back, Bunni would never see him as a human being again,
much less any kind of man. This was the only way he was
going to be of use to her and her new black lover. So he
swallowed. He swallowed the soft, rancid shit that Luke
had frothed up in her, deep inside her bowels, which he
had then injected with his hot nut butter and stirred
into a foul, seething mess. This was his meal, now, made
especially for him.
"Damn, you white bitches is crazy," Luke shook his head,
now a bystander to this depraved spectacle.
Bunni didn't hear him. She was too busy writhing and
bucking and squirming, pushing harder and shit-talking
her brand new husband, berating him into being her
personal shit-eating toilet slave.
"Oh GOD, here comes some MORE, I can FEEL it! Oh! OH
SHIT! OH FUCK THIS IS BIG!" She screamed as she sat bolt
upright, put all her weight down on Chet's face and
dropped a huge, thick, solid log down her helpless
husband's open gullet. Chet couldn't stop from
swallowing it if he tried. The angle was just right and
his throat had been open already when the tip of the
turd snake shot out of her distended anus and right down
his esophagus.
He felt like he was suffocating as the well-baked,
thick, dense crap simply forced itself down his throat
and straight into his stomach. He could feel the heat,
directly from her boiling insides, burning the sides of
his esophagus - it felt like heartburn, but all over.
Somewhere, he found the wherewithal to breathe around
the massive shit-train tunneling into his gut - using
circular breathing like the best deep-throating porn
stars have learned to do.
Bunni was frigging herself in a frenzy, an endless
stream of obscenities spewing from her mouth as she
excreted a gut full of excrement down her husband's
throat. She felt the shit finally hit bottom and give
resistance to her ass and her eyes opened wide in
realization of how massive of a load it must have been
to bottom out and she screamed and raised herself up as
she finished out the shit, cumming like a madwoman,
thrashing her head all about as if a woman possessed.
When she finally raised herself completely off, she had
left a steaming shit tower sticking out of Chet's mouth.
His tongue was still hanging out a few inches and
flopping against the underside of the truly ginormous
column of compact crap.
She reached back to Luke and kissed him deeply, spent
once more. Then, now standing beside Luke looking down
at Chet, she said, calmly, "You know what to do...
toilet."
Chet didn't question, didn't hesitate, and didn't break
her gaze. He simply pulled in his tongue and began
chewing and swallowing. Bunni and Luke watched him
intently, patiently, as he consumed the entirety of her
endowment to the sewer that was his mouth.
Finally, after nearly 15 minutes, he was down to his
last mouthful.
"Wait," Bunni said. Chet stopped as ordered.
Bunni looked up at Luke and whispered something in his
ear. Chet couldn't hear what it was, but whatever it
was, Luke liked it. His huge, still-dirty dick swelled
and stiffened just at the thought of whatever she was
saying. She finished with a tongue to his ear and that
was the final touch that made his manly third leg of a
prick spring up to its full length, girth and hardness.
Bunni looked down to see her handiwork as was quite
pleased, "Oh, Luke, you ARE a GOD among men!" she
proclaimed. Then she grabbed Chet by his armpits and
pulled him a few inches off the bed and lowered his head
so that he was now looking back sideways across the
room. He could see the bathroom now.
"Open wide, honey!" Bunni sang sweetly, "here comes the
fudgepacker express!" and she guided Luke's rigid, shit-
slime-stained anaconda right to Chet's open mouth which
was still packed full of the last of Bunni's historic
load.
Chet realized to late what was coming. His mouth and
throat now made a nice straight line and Luke was going
to ride it all the way to the end. He tried to scream,
but his mouth was full of tightly-packed Bunni droppings
so all that came out was a "HRMM!"
"Hear that, baby," Bunni said to Luke, "He said
'mmmmm'!"
And with that she grabbed Luke's muscular, bulbous ass
cheeks and helped Luke shove his dick all the way into
Chet's mouth, forcibly pushing the shit into his gullet.
As the two pushed harder and harder, trying to cram what
should never, by any physical laws of nature, be able to
fit down Chet's throat.
Chet bucked and squirmed and tried to scream, but it was
no use. They didn't even need to hold him down; the iron
rod that was being shoved deeper and deeper into his
digestive tract was as unyielding and merciless as the
man it was attached to and the woman who was driving it
in.
Luke's unrelenting prick rammed the shit all the way
down into the poor groom's belly. It was lucky for him
that he hadn't eaten since breakfast (Luke had taken his
dinner and cake at the reception) or else he wouldn't
have had room for the truly prodigious dump Bunni had
taken into his belly.
To Chet's surprise, however, Luke didn't start pumping
his face. Maybe Luke was going to take it easy on him at
first? Maybe take it in stages? He was shocked he could
even deep-throat Luke at all, much less on the first try
(the lubrication from all the cum and shit might have
helped), maybe they were impressed with Chet?
Bunni squatted down behind Luke and stared into Chet's
questioning eyes. She had the evilest, most wicked
expression he'd ever seen. It didn't fill him with
confidence. They she looked behind her and Chet followed
her gaze. The bathroom. The door was open. The light was
off. The toilet seat was down... the toilet... the
toilet?
Bunni looked back at Chet and saw him trying to figure
out the meaning of it all.
"Now," Bunni said.
Chet felt nothing but a slight quiver in the muscles
under the base of Luke's dick - the base which was
resting against his upper lip. His balls, which were
splayed across his nose and cheeks, settled just a bit.
The toilet... Luke... Luke never went to the toilet...
he never took his piss...!
Chet felt the warmth first. Like drinking hot cocoa on a
cold winter day, the heat filled him up and coursed
through his body. Then he felt it rising inside him,
filling his guts. He could even HEAR it, splashing with
obscene force against the sides of his stomach,
splashing against the shit sitting in there, stirring it
up.
Luke's day-long piss that had been building up was
spraying out of that massive mushroom head of his
monstrous cock like a firehose, right into his belly. He
was now both a human toilet for his new bride and a
human urinal for the depraved, vile monster of a man who
had stolen her from him and cuckolded him so thoroughly,
and so easily.
Chet felt the last remaining strands of his dignity as a
human being leak out of him, the void being filled
rapidly with the scaling, hard piss of his new black
master.
And he came.
Despite himself, and without touching himself, Chet came
for the first time in the presence of another human
being (much less in the presence of his newlywed wife!),
forever sealing his fate as a faggot toilet for his
cruel, sexy wife and her masterful black bull. Nearly a
half a teaspoon (which, comparatively, was buckets for
him considering the diminutive size of his little white
smooth balls) of thin, almost-clear sissy-cum dribbled
weakly out of the dinky little head of his microdick. He
doubted anyone but him even noticed.
***
Before the weekend was over, Luke had been joined by 4
of his best "Niggas" - hung black friends, each of them
well over 6 feet tall and over 200 pounds of dense
muscle and packing at least a 12 inch, thick black beast
dangling between their powerful thighs. Bunni was in
white slut heaven being surrounded by so much
irresistible, pure masculinity. Each of the imposing
towers of black power dwarfed the short, thin,
effeminate Chet, making him extremely self-conscious and
insecure.
Each black wedding crasher took a turn breaking in the
bride in every imaginable way - and in some ways Chet
had never known existed. The uninvited guests also used
and abused Chet ceaselessly and without mercy. Chet's
thoroughly used mouth was the fluffer, the ballwasher,
the creampie cum dumpster, the ass lubricator and the
shitty cock cleaner.
And since there were 5 black guys and Bunni only had 3
holes, Chet often was the substitute bitch when the
"brothers" got impatient. They made him wear Bunni's
bridal lingerie as they stuffed him from both ends,
flooding his gut with their hot "nigger jizz" from both
ends. And, unlike Bunni who got to shit out their loads
into Chet's mouth, Chet had to keep their thick spunk in
his ass with a butt plug and let it "knock his punk ass
up".
Probably worst of all, Chet was the communal toilet for
Bunni, Luke and his "dawgs". Chet swallowed so much piss
and choked down so much shit that weekend that he
practically forgot what real food tasted like. He
watched jealously from his chained-up spot in the
bathroom as they all ordered exorbitant room service
feasts on his credit card, ravenous from their non-stop,
extremely energetic fucking. While that was humiliating
enough as it was, it was worse for Chet as he knew all
the food and drink they were gorging themselves on would
be recycled later down his own throat.
At the end of the weekend, Luke left to return to the
Whitebreads, but not before laying down the law for
Chet. Chet was rich and Luke knew this. He informed Chet
that Luke had been videoing the entire honeymoon with
hidden cameras he had set up in the suite before they
arrived. He proved it by playing back some of the
"greatest hits" on the huge flat screen TV. Bunni and
the black men howled in delight as they watched Chet
chewing up a mouthful of shit while wore Bunni's wedding
dress and bounced up & down on Luke's stiff 14-incher
like an experienced anal slut.
Luke told Chet all this video would end up online with
links sent to his family, friends and his business
partners, unless he played by the rules. Luke asked
Bunni if Chet had made her sign a prenuptial agreement
and she said no, he didn't.
Luke grinned. This was his favorite scam to run. Find a
hot white girl with a taste for black dick, get her to
seduce a rich white guy and crank him on, but insist on
no premarital sex. The white guy can't believe his luck
getting a woman like this and, thinking with his dick,
agrees to no prenup. Then, on the wedding night, Luke
shows up with his gang and takes the bride for
themselves, forcing the devastated groom to watch, and
then abusing him and breaking his morale. The video of
the honeymoon is used as leverage, just like with Bunni
and Chet.
The choice is this: stay married and support their wife
and her black lovers and the video never sees the light
of day. Or: cut your losses, get a divorce and half the
money goes to the unfaithful wife and Luke and his gang.
And, of course, if they don't comply, the video gets
released and their lives are ruined.
Chet chooses to stay with Bunni and make sure his secret
is kept. There would be too many questions from his very
religious, very conservative family if he were to get a
divorce.
Luke could tell Chet was one of the husbands who
eventually would be turned - they would become as much
of a black cock whore as their wives, even moreso,
willingly being a toilet and begging to be used by black
men nonstop.
***
After Luke and his gang had broken in both the bride and
groom, he'd left to return to the Whitebreads, but only
after calling up 3 more of his posse of black rapists,
handing them the key to the bridal suite, instructing
them to make sure the happy couple's 2-month honeymoon
was one for the history books!
To Be Continued...
Scatwoman@aol.com
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
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 system.
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