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                                DC - Chapter II

                                  By ARC LIGHT

I watched the beautiful Mrs. Charles Thornber III slip into a fitful sleep on
my black leather sofa.  As she slipped away into slumber I watched as my sticky
cum dripped from her stretched pussy lips onto her expensive blue skirt.  She
continued to lay on her stomach and cradle her auburn covered head in her
hands.  After what seemed an eternity of watching the beauty; especially the
tight ass and long, long legs I covered her body with an Afghan on the back of
the sofa.  I then slid down in an easy chair directly across from the sofa and
the even breathing wife.  After many years in working in a hospital environment
I was able to quickly drop off in the comfortable chair.

The next morning at approximately 0700 hours the first rays of sunlight peeked
through the closed curtains.  I awoke first and immediately brought my weary
eyes to focus on the still slumbering beauty directly across from me.  During
the night the afghan had been somewhat twisted and my eyes again focused on the
long and beautiful limbs of my latest conquest.  My mind quickly converged on
the continuing seduction (domination?) of the beautiful white wife.

My usual plan would involve at least three or four meetings to slowly seduce
the tormented wife into becoming mine.  However as I considered this more
subtle and time consuming approach my mind reverted back to last night when I
felt her clenching and clasping pussy lips sucking the mancum out of my long
black cock.  As that pleasurable memory returned I quickly made my mind up on
the next step of seduction.

A few moments later the beautiful auburn haired beauty stirred and rubbing her
eyes quickly focused on my naked black body seated directly across from her.
Her mind then quickly remembered the events of only a few hours ago and I
sensed a moment of great anxiety on Gretchen's mind.

"My cock needs your lips around it.  Come here!" came my direct order. I had
made my mind up on the pattern of seduction.  To hell with the gentle and more
time consuming manner I normally pursue.  In the next five seconds I would know
if I had made my conquest; or if the beautiful wife would rebuff my dominant
order and run to the apartment door.

I knew from past experience that even if she chose flight rather than
subservience I would have no fears.  She would be far too frightened to let
anyone know that she had came to my apartment and been hammered by my long
black cock.  Most white wives that I have seduced are far more afraid of public
exposure; of being ridiculed by their husbands; by their families; by society
that I have no fear of retribution.

She let her emerald eyes converge on my semi hard black cock and then raising
her face to look directly into my forbidding and unsympathetic eyes murmured a
response that she knew was unacceptable; "Please, I need to go to my husband."

"Maybe your husband would like for me to explain to him in detail how his
precious wife came over to my apartment and fucked my black cock silly last
night.  Do you think that explanation would help his recovery? Or maybe you
could tell him why you didn't take your birth control pill last night and your
cunt was filled with black mancum.?"

As I questioned the distraught wife I could see her self confidence fade
rapidly.  No. . . . .  she wouldn't want to explain her actions of only a few
hours ago.  The cutting remark about her pussy filled with black sperm caused
her tormented mind to reel.

I could sense that conquest was seconds away.  I resisted the temptation to
push the wife over the edge when victory was within my grasp.  I merely smirked
while the different emotions ate away at Gretchen's troubled and confused mind.

After what I considered an ample amount of time for the self doubt and self
recriminations to overwhelm the tormented young wife I repeated my original
command; "Come to me and suck my cock; or you will have some very difficult
questions to answer from your husband."

I could see the defeated look in Gretchen's eyes as she slowly uncoiled her
tight and desireable body.  Her white silk blouse was unbuttoned to the waist
and revealed the small but pert nipple hardened breasts.  Her expensive navy
blue skirt was still bunched up around her waist with a six inch stain of my
dried cum commingled with her sweet smelling pussy discharge.  Her panties of
course were already in my trophy case.  As she started to rise I completed the
subjugation, "Crawl to me."

The stunned look in her emerald eyes made my already hard cock stiffen even
more.  As she dropped to her knees I knew the conquest was complete and
conclusive.  Mrs. Charles Thornber III was now mine. Mine for whatever demented
pleasures that I could conceive.  Mine for endless hours of sexual domination;
Mine for whatever I wanted to use her desireable body for.

Her journey of six feet was probably the longest journey that she ever had to
travel.  When she reached the vortex between my long muscle bound legs she
meekly looked up into my eyes.  Sensing no reprieve from the black bastard who
had dragged her to this degradation she cupped my large nut sack in her
delicate hands and silently sucked in the tip of my nine inch black cock.  The
sensation of  her oral cavity encasing my cock quickly brought me to full
arousal.  As she slaved on her mission I could see her left hand drop to her
exposed and cum encrusted pussy which she massaged with ever greater intensity
As I reached the point of climax I could see the tense and tortured look on her
pretty face.

"I want you to look into my eyes when I cum  Mrs. Thornber," I mocked.

Startled, she looked up just as by nuts sent the blast of man cum down my long
chute.  The initial blast of sperm caught the housewife by surprise and she
swallowed as rapidly as she could; but alas a great quantity of the warm liquid
dripped down her chin onto her rigid nipples, again soaking the white silk
blouse.

As I came I could feel her climax as she grasped even tighter my nut sack and
forced them to release their precious fluid.  Her entire body shuddered as she
frantically stroked her nub of pleasure.  After what seemed an eternity she
dropped to the soft carpet below.  Looking into her tormented eyes I could see
the complete surrender.  She had achieved sexual escastasy twice in the last
eight hours.  If she was typical of my white housewife conquests this was the
best sexing she had ever experienced.  While her husband climbed his way to
success he left his sexually starved wife far behind.  His idea of passionate
sex consisted of a few brutal strokes at the the end of his fourteen hour days.

I rose, and standing over the now content sexually drained housewife slowly
threaded my black cock to let the last sticky discharge drop to Gretchen's
questioning face.

"You better clean up.  I will find some appropriate clothes you can wear to see
your husband," I offered.

Gretchen slowly got up and made her way to the bathroom and I heard the shower
explode with its refreshing spray of warm water.  Gretchen took a long time to
soothe her stretched muscles.  When she arose I had laid out a  pair of black
leather hot pants and black leather vest.  I figured they would go with her
black leather boots and more importantly it  would make a very alluring sight.
She looked for her panties but I indicated she would no longer need the useless
undergarments.

After watching the modest wife dress in front of me I quickly showered and
received a phone call from the hospital upon emerging from the relaxing shower.
The head nurse on intensive care ward wondered if I could locate Mrs. Thornber.
Quickly laughing to myself I assured her that I could locate the missing wife
and get. her to the hospital as soon as possible.

As I was escorting Gretchen to the elevator I could sense her apprehension.  At
my apartment she did not question the apparel  that I selected.  However as she
walked down the halls of the clean and Spartan hospital with my arm around her
shoulders I am sure she felt her selection of black leather hot pants, boots
and vest were not the appropriate outfit to greet her severely injured husband.

When we reached the ward Mrs. Gretchen Thornber was informed that her husband
had made a miraculous recovery from his head wound but that he had a broken
left leg; broken right ankle and broken left wrist. He was in great pain and
had casts securing all of the broken limbs.

As we stood by his bedside I believe he could see this giant of a black man
with his arm cradling his wife's shoulders.  He may have even seen the long
black fingers stroke the outside of her right breast.  I was not sure; his more
than ample sedatives were fogging his brain.

There was more than ample time to inflict this displeasure on his broken and
damaged body.

As we left I could sense the great turmoil in Gretchen.  This too pleased me.




                                  DC & Gretchen - Chapter III


As Mrs. Charles Thornber III and I left the hospital I had my plan of complete
domination completed.

As I slid next to her in her sleek Mercedes convertible I told her to drive us
to her home.  She turned and with a questioning look asked why.

My straight forward answer was short and simple.  "I am going to fuck you on
your marital bed.  The bed that you used to share with your husband; but will
now share with your lover."

During the next several weeks I fed the insatiable housewife my black cock
nearly every day. My domination was complete.  On several occasions she tried
to back away. . . . . . but she couldn't stand to be deprived of sexual bliss
now that she had tasted the forbidden fruit.

On the occasions that Gretchen was totally submissive I allowed her to take her
birth control pills. However when she became insolent or independent I made her
throw that days pill away.  This sexual torture; the Russian Roulette of having
a black bastard implanted deep in her womb quickly achieved my goal of total
subservience.  She became terrified of having my black seed fertilize her eggs
and she would comply with any of my requests. . . . . .  no matter how depraved
or demented.

I moved into the palatial estate and took full advantage of the luxurious
surroundings.  Dutifully I made her visit her husband who was still in great
pain and agony.  Although I made my new playmate dress more and more
provocatively I forbid her giving her husband any pleasure while he was in the
hospital.  On several occasions she told me that he had begged her to give him
a blowjob but she steadfastly refused.  I was amused on the occasions that I
was there as the caring hospital professional to see the tormented husband
drool as his beautiful and foxy wife and could only watch from afar.  As we
left his room on that cold winter day I  let my hand drop to her tight ass and
massage the firm cheeks as we left the room.  I smiled knowing the torment that
the simple action must have caused the cast laden husband.  If he knew the
other liberties that I had taken with his desireable and sexy wife he would
have went out of his mind.

Feeling mischievous that day I allowed Mrs. Thornber to give me a nut busting
blow job on the stalled elevator.  I tried to push the limits for the
previously sexually deprived housewife and on more than one occasion we were
nearly caught.  I always delighted in placing the prim and proper housewife in
an embarrassing and compromising position whenever possible.

In order to test my domination I deliberately avoided Gretchen for nearly three
days.  My answering machine  recorded her frantic and helpless pleadings.
Amused I asked her to come to my apartment the next afternoon.  I ordered her
to wear something I would find intriguing.

My request was granted in full as the delightful creature arrived in a
exquisite white suit.  The skirt was cut nearly six inches above her dimpled
knees and the jacket was left open.  She wore a rose covered silk blouse; and
her small tight firm titties were unfettered.  As she entered my apartment she
became very apprehensive as I had invited three of my black brothers to witness
my domination over the beautiful white wife.

Caught off guard she stood nervously in the middle of the living room and
searched desperately for compassion.  Her search this day however would not be
granted.

"I have told my friends that they can use my little bitch today.  Lift your
skirt; I want them to see that you are not wearing any panties," I ordered.

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