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May. 5th, 2007

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Untitled Poem

I was feeling kinda creative. lol Unfortunately, I'm too tired to think of a title. lol Any suggestions? :P

Chestnut flesh glistening,

Calling me to suck the diamonds of perspiration.

Flowing hair the hue of a raven's cloak,

Its scent enticing my weak knees to bend before You.

Eyes the color and shape of almonds,

Making Your unspoken commands known to me.

The sounds from Your red lips like an angel's choir,

Making my collar feel more like a crown.

Your hand gently pulling my leash,

Reminds me of my place in Your world.

And the sweet taste of Your dark flesh

Further completes my enrapture.

You are adored, worshipped,

Like no other.

Feb. 21st, 2007

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Woohoo! I'm a kinky bastard! lol


My score on The Kinkyness Test:


Kinky bastard!
(Grats! You're 88% kinky!)



Well well well, you kinky bastard! Most likely you're into some weird shit, which is always great. Consider mailing the author of this test, and keep up the good work ;)



Link: The Kinkyness Test
(OkCupid Free Online Dating)

Feb. 12th, 2007

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What kind of slave are you?

You scored as Whore Slave. You a dirty slut you better STAY good at it or you fun will end.

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Whore Slave

90%

Cherished slave

75%

Abuse Slave

55%

Bitchy slave

35%

Servant slave

30%

What kind of slave are you?
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What's your Femdom-related Sexual Fetish?

You scored as Cuckold (husband/boyfriend). Your Favorite Femdom fetish is Cuckold (husband/boyfriend)

Your girlfriend or wife has sex with other men, and there's nothing you can do about it. You LOVE it when she humiliates you and makes you watch, eat her creampie, or even service her lover(s). you might not even be Bi, but the thought of her making you into a sissy slut and laughing at you/being aroused gets you hot.

She may deny you intercourse, reserving that only for her well-endowed lovers - and teases you constantly.

You really love your wife/gf, & are devoted to her happiness.

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Facesitting

100%

Cuckold (husband/boyfriend)

100%

Foot/Boot Worship

100%

Cuckold (Wife/Girlfriend)

92%

Forced Feminization

83%

Lesbian Femdom

83%

Small Penis Humiliation

83%

Orgasm Control/Denial

75%

Genital Torture (CBT/PT)

67%

Ballbusting

42%

What's your Femdom-related Sexual Fetish?
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what type of cuckold are you?

You scored as active slave cuckold. you are the most loyal obediant cuckold and you know your place. your wife has forced you to be a little fagot cocksucking cum eater, and ther is noway she will ever have sex with you again.

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active slave cuckold

100%

sissy gf cuckold

100%

sexualy useless cuckold

83%

pasive cuckold

25%

what type of cuckold are you?
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Are You A Sissy? Quiz

You scored as Super Sissy. You are a little bitch!Ha Ha sissy!

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Super Sissy

56%

Sissy

55%

Big Boy

22%

Man

0%

Are u a sissy?
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Feb. 11th, 2007

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New Neighbors III: Steve’s First Date

I can’t even begin to guess how long its been, since Master David and Master Jim first made me their white slave. I just know its been too long. My dreams of building a new life for myself have been nearly crushed by the reality of what has happened to me. Most nights, I cry myself to sleep with cum running out of my ass and the salty taste of piss in my mouth, wishing I could escape and find one good woman to love me. Even if I could somehow break free, it seems like a normal relationship would be nearly impossible to maintain. My Masters force me to keep all of my body hair completely shaved, which would be hard enough to explain to any potential lover. I’ve taken so much black cock in my ass that it now gapes wider than most women’s cunts and I can think of no way to explain that away. Worse than any of this, one of Master Jim’s friends took it upon Himself to tattoo the words “black-owned” and “sissy-pig” on my ass, while He fucked me a few months ago. Of course, this was all assuming there was a way for me to escape my servitude, which there was not, unless I wanted to leave all of my belongings, not return to my job, and somehow get out of town with only what I could carry.

I was so deep in thought, growing more determined to have a woman in my life, that I never heard Master David’s key in the front door. It wasn’t long after my enslavement, before my Masters decided They should both have keys to my home; it wasn’t uncommon for Them to let Themselves in whenever it suited Them. In fact, I didn’t hear Master David’s arrival, until He stood in the kitchen doorway, staring at me, as I drank my morning coffee. Master David’s forehead was soaked with sweat. His sweats clung to his dark brown flesh, telling me He was wet with perspiration from head to toe. He’d just finished his morning run and had come to relax and cool off. He pulled me out of my chair and onto the floor, taking my seat in the process.

“Get me something cold, faggot.”

“Yes, Master David.” I really hated the way my eyes always focused on my Masters’ bulges whenever They entered the room. I had to find a way to bury my desire to serve black men, if I ever planned to break free. I opened a bottle of beer and emptied the contents into a glass, which I set in front of Master David.

“Get over here, faggot!” I approached Master David and knelt before Him. “Look at this! How the fuck am I supposed to drink this? Half the glass is fucking foam!”

“I…” The beer soaked my face and chest, drizzling onto the floor, before I had time to answer.

“Now, get me another one and fucking get it right this time.”

“Yes, Master David. I’m sorry.” I went back to the refrigerator, knowing better than to take the time to dry off. It didn’t really bother me. I was used to having cum and piss all over my face, so beer wasn’t that big of a deal. I carefully poured a second beer and handed it to Master David, as I knelt in front of him. My apartment was always the first place my masters came, following a workout, so I knew exactly what was expected of me. I untied and pulled off Master David’s shoes, followed by His socks, before I made myself as comfortable as possible on the floor. I’d learned awhile ago that the best way to perform my duty was to lay on my stomach. The beer-soaked floor was cold against my belly, as I went to work, licking and sucking the sweat from my Master’s feet. I’d learned to love the taste of His sweaty feet and, as always, took my time cleaning His feet. I sucked each toe, licking between them to get whatever grime had accumulated there during His run. I then licked the tops of his feet, before sucking the sweat from the bottoms of His feet. When He decided I’d done a good job, He dried His feet off in my hair.

Master David then turned around in the chair and removed His sweat pants, so I could perform my second duty, while He read the newspaper. I started at the very top of His sweaty ass crack, running my tongue all of the way down, until it touched His heavy balls. Master David really enjoyed having His ass cleaned, so it wasn’t rare for me to spend an hour or more servicing him. Today was no different. In fact, He was so relaxed by my soft tongue that He fed me his hot gas more than a few times. Each time He farted, I pushed my tongue deep into his asshole, swirling it around to get it clean. Again, when I was finished, He used my face to dry His ass. Or, more precisely, I rubbed my face along the entire crack of His ass, until He told me it felt dry enough. Master David loved doing this to me for one reason in particular; I would smell His ass for the rest of the day.

I remained on my knees, knowing it was time for my reward, as He turned back around in His seat. His heavy balls were nearly as big as my fist, but that didn’t keep me from stuffing the entire sac into my mouth. I slowly let them slide out, strings of my saliva connecting them to my lips like a perverse umbilical cord. As I lovingly licked and sucked His balls, I looked up to see that He was in a much better mood. I’d been thinking about my problem the entire time I’d been servicing Master David and I’d decided the only way I could date any woman would be with my Masters’ permission. It seemed like the pefect time to ask. “Master, may I ask You for a favor?”

“What is it, faggot?”

“It is truly an honor to serve superior black men, but I really want a woman in my life…”

“You’re a faggot now.” He laughed. “You wouldn’t know what to do with a pussy!”

I could feel tears stinging my eyes, upon hearing the insult and His amusement. Still, I tried to convince Him. “Please, Master David. I just want to be able to date, to meet someone special. I know what a great gift this would be from You and Master Jim and I’ll do anything to earn it.”

“That’s some promise, since you’ll do anything we say, anyway.” He stood up and rammed His cock down my throat. I could feel the skin around my mouth stretching, almost threatening to tear, at this intrusion. He held onto my ears like handles, as His cock rammed in and out of my mouth. As usual, the sound of me gagging and choking only made him pump my face that much harder. Finally, the sweet taste of his thick cum filled my mouth to overflowing. I tried to lean forward to catch it all, but that only caused half of it to dribble onto the floor. He wiped his cock off in my hair, as He told me He expected me to lick up what I’d spilled. I greedily licked his cum from the floor, as He dressed and gathered his things. I was still licking His cum off the floor, when He left without another word.

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They didn’t tell me Their reasoning or what I would have to do in return, but my Masters did finally grant me permission to start dating. I jumped on it, before They could change Their minds, and went for the sexy bartender at my favorite haunt. She’d been flirting with me for months, but she’d almost given up on me. My timing couldn’t have been more perfect; she’d just separated from her boyfriend. We went out for dinner that Friday night ~only six days after I’d been stuffing Master David’s balls into my mouth and begging Him for permission to fuck women~ followed by a few drinks. As we walked to the car in the brisk midnight air, she clung to me, unable to walk on her own, and insisted I take her back to my place. I tried to protest, asking why we couldn’t go to her place instead, but she was persistent. How could I resist? Fiery red hair, green eyes, 36C breasts, a washboard tummy, and the cutest heart-shaped ass I had ever seen. She spoke so sweetly and lovingly to me in a voice that was the very definition of sultry that I had no will-power to resist.

Once we got back to my place, I gently helped her onto the sofa, before I went into the kitchen to pour her a glass of wine. I wasn’t away from her more than five minutes, but, when I returned, she was no longer alone. In her left hand, she held Master David’s cock and her right hand caressed Master Jim’s massive cock. All three of them laughed at me, as I walked into the room. I could feel the blood drain from my face and the tears sting my eyes. I set the wine glass down on the coffee table, before my shaking hands had the chance to drop it.

“Is it true you’re actually their slave,” she laughed.

“Bridget, I…”

“Is it true,” she insisted, the warmth and affection gone from her voice. “You do everything they tell you to do.”

I couldn’t answer. I was too humiliated to admit the truth and there was obviously no point in lying. All I could do was stand there and think about how much worse things were now than they had been.

“Get over here, faggot,” Master Jim ordered.

I crawled to the three of them, as they cuddled on the sofa.

“Get this slut’s cunt wet for my big black cock.”

“Yes, Master Jim.” I pulled her thong panties down, before I nestled my face under her short skirt. Her pussy smelled so sweet and it was already so moist; I could feel my lips trembling as I sucked her lips into my mouth. I’d forgotten how much I loved tasting a wet cunt and she had the sweetest pussy I’d ever tasted. As I licked her cunt, I could hear her slobbering all over Master David’s cock. She only took it out of her mouth once and only long enough to tell me what a pathetic little bitch I was. The insult didn’t have the effect she’d intended; I felt my little prick grow rock hard and I wanted her to say more. I agreed with her, before I shoved my face back in her cunt, hoping that would encourage more insults from her thin, pink lips. She was too busy sucking Master David’s cock and balls. Before long, she forcefully kicked me away like an annoying cat and begged Master Jim to fuck her hard with his gorgeous black cock.

Master Jim arose and grabbed Bridget’s thong from the floor. He stuffed the crotch of her panties in my mouth and told me to suck on them, while I watched my date go black. I could only nod, as Bridget got on the floor and stuck her beautiful ass in the air. I could hear the squishing sound of her wet cunt taking Master Jim’s cock and, as he pulled it three-quarters of the way out, it already glistened with her juices. Meanwhile, she didn’t hesitate to obey Master David’s order. Her tongue was deep inside her asshole, as she groaned with pleasure. I was forced to sit there and watch her bury her beautiful face between his hairy, dark brown ass cheeks. Every once in awhile, she’d lift her face up just to tell him how much she loved eating his black ass. My attention was drawn back to Master Jim, when he tensed up and shouted out loud how wet Bridget’s cunt felt on his cock. He stopped fucking after three violent spasms, leaving his cock buried balls deep in her pussy. He looked at me, ordering me to his side.

Once I’d crawled to his side, he pulled his cock out of her cunt and backed away. He grabbed me by the nape of my neck and shoved my face within two inches of her freshly fucked cunt. “Look at that sloppy hole, faggot,” he laughed. “If you were a real man, that would be your cum.”

“Yes, Master.” I looked at it. Even now, with my Master’s thick cum coating it, her cunt looked gorgeous. Bubbles of cum popped in the gaping hole, as more cum coated her lips and inner thighs. Looking into the hole, I could see large gobs of cum still inside her cunt. I didn’t resist, when he shoved my face into the sloppy mess. I’d loved the taste of cum from the very first time I’d eaten it, but the taste of it mixed with Bridget’s own cum sent shivers up my spine. I greedily sucked all of the cum from her lips, making sure I licked up every last drop from her cunt and thighs. I lay on my back with my head between her thighs, so she could sit back and empty her cum-filled cunt into my mouth. I used my tongue to scoop out gob after gob of cum, while I listened to her pigging out on both black cocks. I could hear her slurping her own saliva, as I imagined how beautiful she must look with those dark brown cocks fucking her mouth and slapping her face.

The night went on like this for a couple of hours. Each time one of my Masters filled Bridget’s cunt or asshole with cum, I was right there to happily clean her up. She kept her talented tongue just as busy as her cunt and asshole, rimming them or sucking their cocks. Every once in awhile, she would stop long enough to tell me what a pathetic sissy I was or to tell my Masters that she loved black cock. At one point, I heard her promise Master David that she would never fuck another white guy again. When they finally took a break, it was just to relieve themselves of their full bladders. Bridget was the first to need to release her piss, so, when Master Jim instructed her to use my mouth, she looked at him skeptically. I knew better than to await an order, so I lay on my back and opened my mouth wide for her. Seeing this, she laughed heartily and I felt a gob of her spit plaster my cheek.

“You’re such a filthy, pathetic bitch! You make me sick.”

I said nothing. I just looked up at her gaping cunt, realizing that my Masters had stretched her out more than my little clit ever could have done. Her piss, golden and salty, soon filled my mouth. There was so much that I couldn’t possibly swallow it all, but I gulped it down as fast as I could. This was new to me and the thought that this beautiful woman was using me as a toilet caused my little dick to explode in my pants. When she finally finished, I sucked the extra piss from her cunt and arose to my knees to accept my Master’s golden piss.

Shortly afterwards, Bridget asked Master Jim and Master David to take her home where they could fuck her some more. She said only one thing to me, as she left: “I can’t wait to tell everyone what a little sissy you are!”

All three of them laughed, as they left me alone.

 

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Submissive BDSM Play Partner Check List

This questionnaire should be filled out by a Sub and provided to their Dom/Top before playing with them. This will provide a quick "head-start" to identifying limits, negotiating and finding common ground for play.

For each item, you need to provide two answers:
Yes, No or N/A – For each item to indicate if you have ever done the activity, not done the activity or if it does not apply to your gender.
0 – 5, or No – Next indicate how you feel about the activity using the rating scale provided below. A 'No' means that will not do the activity under any circumstances (a hard limit)

0. Indicates you have utterly no desire to do that activity and don't like doing it (in fact, may loath it) and would ordinarily object to doing it, but you would be willing to do it to please the Dominant if it they really wanted it (sometimes called a "soft limit").
1. Means you don't want to do or like to do this activity, but wouldn't object if it was asked of you.
2. Means you are willing to do this activity, but it has no special appeal for you.
3. Means you usually like doing this activity, at least on an irregular/ occasional basis.
4. Means you like doing this activity, and would like to experience it on a regular basis.
5. Means the activity is a wild turn-on for you, and you would like it as often as possible.

Abrasion Yes 3
Age play Yes 5
Anal sex Yes 5
Anal plugs (small) Yes 5
Anal plugs (large) Yes 5
Anal plug (public, under clothes) Yes 5
Animal roles No No
Arm & leg sleeves (armbinders) Yes 3
Asphyxiation No No
Auctioned for charity Yes 5
Bathroom use control Yes 3
Beastiality No No
Beating (soft) Yes 5
Beating (hard) Yes 5
Blindfolds Yes 5
Being serviced (sexual) Yes 3
Being bitten Yes 3
Breast/chest bondage Yes 3
Breathe control No No
Branding Yes 3
Boot worship Yes 5
Bondage (light) Yes 5
Bondage (heavy) Yes 3
Bondage (multi-day) Yes 3
Bondage (public, under clothing) Yes 5
Breast whipping Yes 3
Brown showers (scat) Yes 5
Cages (locked inside of) Yes 3
Caning Yes 3
Catheterization No No
Cells/Closets (locked inside of) Yes 3
Chastity belts Yes 5
Chauffeuring Yes 3
Choking No No
Clothespins Yes 3
Cock worship Yes 5
Collars (worn in private) Yes 5
Collars (worn in public) Yes 5
Competitions (with other Subs) Yes 3
Corsets (wearing) Yes 3
Cross dressing Yes 5
Cuffs (leather) Yes 5
Cuffs (metal) Yes 3
Cutting Yes 3
Dilation No No
Double penetration Yes 5
Electricity No No
Enemas No No
Enforced chastity Yes 5
Examinations (physical) Yes 3
Exercise (forced/required) Yes 3
Exhibitionism (friends) Yes 3
Exhibitionism (strangers) Yes 3
Eye contact restrictions Yes 5
Face slapping Yes 5
Fantasy abandonment No No
Fantasy rape Yes 5
Fantasy gang-rape Yes 5
Fisting (anal) Yes 5
Fisting (vaginal) No No
Following orders Yes 3
Foot worship Yes 5
Forced dressing Yes 5
Forced homosexuality Yes 5
Forced masturbation Yes 5
Forced nudity (private) Yes 3
Forced nudity (around others) Yes 3
Forced servitude Yes 5
Full head hoods No 3
Gags (cloth) Yes 5
Gags (rubber) Yes 3
Gags (tape) Yes 3
Gates of Hell (male) No No
Genital sex Yes 5
Given away to another Dom (temp) Yes 5
Given away to another Dom (perm) No No
Golden showers Yes 5
Hairbrush spankings Yes 5
Hair pulling Yes 5
Hand jobs (giving) Yes 5
Hand jobs (receiving) Yes 3
Harems (serving w/other subs) No 3
Harnessing (leather) Yes 3
Harnessing (rope) Yes 3
Having food chosen for you No No
Having clothing chosen for you Yes 5
Head (giving fellatio) Yes 5
Head (receiving fellatio) Yes 3
High heel worship Yes 5
Homage with tongue (non-sexual) Yes 5
Hot oils (on genitals) Yes 3
Hot waxing Yes 3
Housework (doing) Yes 5
Human puppy dog No No
Humiliation (private) Yes 5
Humiliation (public) Yes 5
Hypnotism No No
Ice cubes Yes 5
Infantilism No No
Initiation rites Yes 3
Injections No No
Intricate (Japanese) rope bondage Yes 3
Interrogations Yes 3
Kidnapping Yes 3
Kneeling Yes 5
Leather clothing Yes 5
Leather restraints Yes 5
Lectures for misbehavior No No
Licking (non-sexual) Yes 5
Manacles & Irons Yes 3
Manicures (giving) Yes 3
Massage (giving) Yes 5
Massage (receiving) Yes 3
Medical scenes Yes 3
Modeling for erotic photos No 3
Mouth bits Yes 3
Mummification No No
Nipple clamps Yes 3
Nipple weights Yes 3
Oral/anal play (rimming) Yes 5
Over-the-knee spanking Yes 5
Orgasm denial Yes 5
Orgasm control Yes 5
Outdoor scenes Yes 5
Outdoor sex Yes 5
Phone sex (serving Dom) Yes 5
Phone sex (serving Dom's friends) Yes 5
Piercing (temporary, play-pierce) Yes 3
Piercing (permanent) Yes 3
Prison scenes Yes 5
Pony slave No No
Public exposure Yes 3
Pussy/cock whipping Yes 3
Pussy worship Yes 5
Riding crops Yes 3
Riding the "horse" (crotch tort.) No No
Rituals Yes 3
Religious scenes No No
Restrictive rules on behavior Yes 3
Rubber/latex clothing Yes 3
Rope body harness Yes 3
Saran wrapping Yes 3
Scratching - getting Yes 3
Scratching - giving No 3
Sensory deprivation Yes 3
Serving Yes 5
Serving as art No No
Serving as ashtray No No
Serving as furniture No 3
Serving as a maid Yes 3
Serving as toilet Yes 5
Serving as waitress/waiter No 5
Serving orally (sexual) Yes 5
Serving other doms (supervised) Yes 5
Serving other doms (unsupervised) Yes 5
Sexual deprivation (short term) Yes 5
Sexual deprivation (long term) Yes 3
Shaving (body hair) Yes 5
Shaving (head hair) No 3
Sleep deprivation No No
Sleepsacks No No
Slutty clothing (private) Yes 5
Slutty clothing (public) Yes 5
Spanking Yes 5
Spandex clothing Yes 3
Speech restrictions (when, what) Yes 5
Speculums (Anal) Yes 5
Speculums (vaginal) No No
Spreader bars Yes 5
Standing in corner Yes 5
Stocks No 3
Straight jackets No No
Strap-on-dildos (sucking on) Yes 5
Strap-on-dildos (penetrated by) Yes 5
Strap-on-dildos (wearing) No No
Strapping (full body beating) Yes 3
Suspension (upright) No No
Suspension (inverted) No No

Supplying new partners for Dom Yes 5
Swallowing semen Yes 5
Swallowing urine Yes 5
Swapping (with one other couple) No 3
Swinging (multiple couples) Yes 5
Tattooing Yes 3
Teasing Yes 5
Tickling No 3
Triple penetration Yes 5
Uniforms Yes 5
Including others Yes 5
Vaginal dildo Yes 5
Verbal humiliation Yes 5
Vibrator on genitals Yes 5
Voyeurism (watching others) Yes 5
Voyeurism (your Dom w/others) Yes 5
Video (watching others) Yes 5
Video (recordings of you) Yes 3
Water torture Yes 5
Wearing symbolic jewelry Yes 5
Whipping Yes 5
Wooden paddles Yes 5
Wrestling Yes 5

Dec. 16th, 2006

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New Neighbors Part 2: Steve Learns His Place

The three months I’ve lived here have been a living hell for me and part of what’s made it so unbearable is that I’ve enjoyed it. I can’t even look at myself in the mirror without feeling disgust and hatred for the face staring back at me. Master David and Master Jim have turned me into a filthy, black cock worshipping pig. They have used me every day, since our first meeting. It wasn’t long after that first night that they started sending their friends to my apartment as well. The whore in me couldn’t resist it, at first. Hearing the doorbell and looking out to see large, black men waiting to come inside and use me has never failed to make my lil clit, as my Masters call it, rock hard. As I said, I enjoyed it at first and loved being a dirty pig for so many real men, but now it has gotten to be too much. I have no life away from my Masters. Its rare that there aren’t groups of horny black men waiting on my doorstep, when I arrive home from work, and I’m kept on my hands and knees most of the evening. I rarely get more than a few hours of sleep and that’s only after I’ve begged whomever is present to let me sleep. The worst part of my ordeal is my fear that I will contract some deadly STD, sooner or later. It will be difficult, but I know I must end this situation, no matter how much it angers my Masters. Until I have the opportunity to speak with Them, I’ll simply ask my visitors to wear protection. At least, that way, I’ll have some degree of protection.

Fears of contracting something nasty had been on my mind all day, so, as I drove home, I stopped by a drug store and picked up a package of condoms. When I arrived home, a police car was parked in front of my apartment. My first thought was that someone had seen the large number of men coming and going from my apartment and had reported me for dealing drugs. I felt a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach, as I grabbed the bag of condoms and my briefcase and headed up to my apartment. I was followed up to the porch by the driver of the police car. He was fat, about 300 pounds, and smelled as though he hadn’t showered in three weeks. His dark flesh was beaded with sweat and he carried a bag from one of the local fast food restaurants. I stopped at the door and turned to face him. “Can I help you, Officer?”

“Sergeant Phillips. And you know what I’m here for, faggot.”

“Yes, Sir,” I replied. I obediently opened the door and held it open for him. He walked into my home ahead of me and, by the time I’d closed and locked the door, He was sitting on my couch with his pants down around his ankles, eating his rather large meal. Draped down the cushion, between his legs, was the largest, blackest cock I’d ever seen. It wasn’t even semi-hard and it had to be twelve inches in length. Its circumference was about equal to that of a beer can. Even from so far away, I could see the thick veins pulsing, as his cock twitched under the heat of my stare. He had big, heavy balls too, sprinkled with thick, curly, black hair. His nasty odor filled the air within my apartment, almost gagging me, but still I couldn’t help but to stare at his cock.

“Get the fuck in here, faggot. I want my asshole licked, while I eat my lunch.”

“Yes, Sir.” He pulled his pants and underwear off and kicked them across the room. I knelt on the floor, as he spread his legs further apart and propped one foot up on the cushion. His ass smelled strong, as though he never washed it, even on those rare days when he did bathe. The stench only made me more eager to service him. I started licking as much of his ass crack as I could get at, stopping once in awhile to enjoy the smell of his filthy asshole. As my tongue began dancing around his sweaty asshole, it puckered ever so slightly, allowing me to suck his sphincter into my mouth. As I wrapped my lips around the puckered hole and slid my tongue inside, he released a loud, greasy fart. He laughed aloud, feeding me a few more wet farts, obviously amused that I knew not to stop servicing him. I wasn’t amused at all; I was too busy cumming in my pants to be amused. I continued to lick and suck his asshole, determined to get him as clean as I possibly could. I could tell he was deliberately taking his time with his meal, which was fine with me. I hated myself for even thinking it, but I loved eating his asshole. In fact, I wasn’t at all shy about asking him to fart in my mouth a few more times.

When he finally finished his meal, he grabbed his fat cock and started beating my forehead with it until I looked up at him. “You like this cock. Don’t you, faggot?”

“Yes, Sir. Its beautiful.”

He didn’t say another word. He simply shoved it in my mouth and down my throat. I’d sucked enough black cock to know how to take it down my throat without gagging, but this monster certainly tested my abilities. I somehow managed to take its entire length down my throat without choking on it. After that, he let me suck it in my own way. I licked and sucked the length of it, enjoying the odor and taste of his sweaty flesh, before I moved down to take his huge balls in my mouth. I stuffed both balls in my mouth, swirling my tongue around them like a good whore. I moved my lips back up to the big, purplish head, licking and nibbling it, until I felt him twitch violently. He grabbed my head and pumped his huge cock in and out of my mouth, until his cum flooded my throat. He pulled out in time to shoot a few big, gooey globs of cum on my face.

“You keep that cum on your face while I’m shoving my cock up your ass. I want you to look like a faggot pig.”

“Yes, Sir.” I reached back to grab the bag I had set on the end table and when he saw this, he asked me what was in the bag. I pulled out the box of condoms. “I’d appreciate it if you could…”

I never got to finish my request. As soon as he’d figured out what I was going to ask, he’d started kicking me. First in the face to send me sprawling, then in the ribs, as I lay on the floor. He beat me with his fists and kicked me, as he yelled at me. It wasn’t long before the commotion brought my Masters running and, as they watched Sergeant Phillips beat the fuck out of me, they asked what I’d done.

“This faggot actually expects me to wear a rubber! What the fuck! I ain’t got no fucking diseases!”

“He what,” laughed Master David.

“Looks like we have another lesson to teach this sissy white boy,” Master Jim said.

My body was rendered weak and defenseless by the beatings I took from the three of them. The more they beat me, the less strength I had to defend myself from their attacks. Blood poured from my nose and mouth and I actually heard a few of my ribs crack. They beat me senseless, until, finally, I threw up on the carpet. Only then, did they cease their attacks. Master Jim crouched beside me and grabbed my face in his large hand. He squeezed my face hard, as he tilted my face to look up at him.

“Let me be clear about this, faggot. You are our slave. This is not a game or some kind of sex play. We own you, literally. You will do anything and everything you are told to do. We don’t give a fuck if you get AIDS, or whatever else your fucking worried about. Is that clear?”

“Yes, Master Jim.” I then looked up at Sergeant Phillips. “I’m sorry for insulting You, Sir. May I please do something to make up for my bad behavior?”

He looked at my Masters. “I gotta take a piss and I expect this pig to drink it all.”

“It will be an honor, Sir.” My Masters, satisfied that I had learned my lesson, left us alone, just as he rested the head of his cock on my bottom lip. I relaxed my throat to let his hot piss flow down my throat. It was hard not to choke, but it was the only thing I could think of to prevent myself from spilling any of it. Finally, it slowed to a trinkle and then a drip. I sucked the few last drops from his cock head, as he once again shoved his cock down my throat. It was hard again within seconds, but, instead of letting me suck his big cock, he pulled out and bent me over the coffee table. He used no lube, other than what little saliva I had left on his cock, and granted me no mercy. He rammed the entire length of his cock up my ass in one fast thrust, as I cried out in pain. He shoved his foul underwear into my mouth to keep me from crying out any further, as he fucked me hard with his monstrous cock. The pain was unbearable at first, but my ass was soon taking his cock with ease. He fucked me for more than an hour, filling my ass with cum more times than I could count.

“Suck your shit off my cock, faggot. I’m far from done with you.”

“Yes, Sir.” As I knelt before him and cleaned his cock with my mouth, I could feel his cum oozing out of my used asshole. I was still suffering from the beating I’d taken, but I knew better than to let that interfere with his pleasure. I had learned that I was a complete slave to my Masters, at least until they got tired of me. I had no choice but to accept my fate. At the moment, that involved spending the rest of the night taking Sergeant Phillips’ cock up my ass and down my throat.

To be continued…..

Sep. 10th, 2006

cuckold, slave

New Neighbors Part 1 (A Fantasy)

I was so excited. A new city, a new apartment....a new life! I was newly divorced and ready to meet someone to settle down with. Someone nice to see the city with, laugh with, and maybe start a family with. It took me more than four days to get everything unpacked and set up to my liking, which left me just three more days before I was scheduled to start my new job. I decided to stay home that first night with a six-pack and just relax. I could spend the next couple of days seeing the sites and meeting people; preferably women.
I slipped a DVD into the player, opened that first bottle of beer, and settled down on the couch. I was in a good place, as I looked around and realized how good my life was at that moment. I couldn’t recall the last time things had gone this well for me. I was feeling so good, in fact, that I didn’t even realize I’d gone through two bottles in less than twenty minutes, until I went for my third.
As I walked back to the sofa, I was interrupted by the ringing of the doorbell. Who could it be, I wondered. I didn’t know a soul, other than my landlord and I’d just talked to him three hours earlier. I was tempted to ignore it, thinking it was a mistake or a salesman, but my curiosity got the better of me. I looked out through the window to see two black men standing on my front porch. The first one was dressed in a short-sleeved button down and white dress pants, while the second man wore blue shorts and a tank top. Both men were muscular, at least half a foot taller than myself, and considerably sweaty. I had just decided to go back to my movie without answering the door, when one of them looked through the window and saw me looking out at them. I had no choice but to open the door now. I stepped out onto the front porch with them, pulling the door closed behind me. They immediately introduced themselves as David and Jim. We talked for a few minutes and, when I was feeling more at ease, I invited them inside. It was the least I could do, since they had come by to welcome me to the neighborhood.
“What’s your name white boy,” David asked me.
“Its Steve,” I replied.
I felt a little uncomfortable at that point. Instead of taking the chairs, both men had sat on the couch with me, one on either side. At this point, Jim and I were sitting side by side, our legs touching, and, as I looked over at him, I noticed he was rubbing his shorts so that the outline of his cock was clearly visible and his balls were hanging out freely. His cock looked like it was over eight inches long and it was still only semi-hard. His balls were enormous and covered with curly black hair. I quickly looked away, only to find that David’s equally enormous cock had been freed, pointing up at the ceiling from his white trousers. At this point, my intention was to jolt up and somehow get my new neighbors to leave, but I was already pretty buzzed and Jim and David were both a good deal stronger than myself. As I moved to get up, David straddled my back and forced my face into Jim’s lap. To my surprise, Jim was already out of his clothes and my face was pressed hard against his now rock hard cock.
“Open your mouth, faggot,” Jim demanded.
“I’m not gay,” I protested.
“We’re gonna teach you to worship black cock, you sissy white faggot.” David slapped me hard, as he pulled my face up and spat on me. “Now, either you ask Master Jim for permission to suck his cock, or we’re going to beat the fuck out of you.”
I knew the only way I would survive this was to do as I was told. Tears streaming down my face, I looked up at Jim. “Master Jim, may I please suck your cock?”
“Since you made me wait, you’re going to have to be punished first, faggot.” As Jim stood up and turned around on the couch, David positioned me so that I knelt on the floor with my face only two inches from Jim’s hairy ass. I could see beads of sweat clinging to the black hair of his ass, as the musky scent nearly suffocated me. Jim reached back and pulled his ass cheeks apart. “My asshole is sweaty. Clean it, faggot.”
I tried to resist, but David had my face buried in his friend’s ass with little effort. At this point, David bent down and whispered in my ear. “Do as your told, faggot.”
I remembered the threat all too clearly. “Yes, Master David,” I replied. I hesitantly stuck my tongue out, letting it touch the wrinkled hole. At first, I tried not to inhale as I performed my task, but I couldn’t hold my breath for long. As my tongue worked its way inside Master Jim’s asshole, I felt a clenching. My heart started beating faster, as I was filled with fear that he wouldn’t try to hold it. He didn’t. Master David laughed loudly, as Master Jim farted right on my tongue. I couldn’t pull away, so I kept licking his asshole, as he continued farting in my mouth. After enduring this for several minutes, the worst thing that could’ve happened did happen. Master David noticed that my dick, much smaller than their cocks, was rock hard.
“Oh shit, bro, the nasty pig loves it! He’s rock hard!”
“Sounds like we have a real faggot on our hands,” They both laughed.
David pulled my head back by my hair and looked directly at me. “You like licking a black man’s asshole. Don’t you, faggot?”
Never in my life had I been so hateful and disgusted with myself as I was at this moment. I wanted to deny it, even to myself, but how could I, after Master David had pointed it out? Maybe it was the buzz, or the fear, or both. Whatever it was, the words came out before I could stop them. “Yes, Master David. I like licking a black Master’s asshole. Please don’t make me stop.”
Master David was so surprised by this that he let go of me and stepped back. Within seconds, I had my tongue buried deeply inside Master Jim’s asshole. Master Jim rewarded me by releasing another fart on my waiting tongue. It was then that I realized the truth of what was happening. If I wasn’t a white faggot whore, like Master David had said, I would have run for the door, instead of burying my face in this black man’s ass. The truth was out. I’d admitted it to my Masters and to myself. I had no choice but to accept, at least while they were here. Once they had gone, I could pretend nothing had happened, but, while they were here, I would please them and I would let myself enjoy it. Now that I was free, I could lick the entire length of his ass crack, scooping the musky sweat onto my tongue and swallowing it. As my tongue returned to his asshole, Master Jim clenched in an effort to feed me yet another fart. I pulled back slightly, when a light brown, creamy clump slipped out of his asshole. The temptation was too strong and David was only watching to see that I didn’t run ~he wasn’t watching what I was doing~ so I quickly sucked it into my mouth. Nothing was said, so I guessed neither of my Masters knew what had really happened. As for me, I felt a kind of high. It turned me on, knowing that I had just let a black man shit in my mouth. I thoroughly cleaned up Master Jim’s asshole, before I sat back. “Master Jim, may I please suck your cock now?”
Master Jim stood up. His magnificent cock, still rock hard, pointed at my face. He took hold of it and began beating my face with it. He slapped my hard with his cock, the sound seemed to echo throughout the apartment, as he spat on my face. “You want this cock? Huh, filthy pig?”
“Yes, Master Jim.”
“Yes, what, faggot?”
“Yes, Master Jim, I’m a filthy faggot pig and I want your big cock.”
He sat down on the couch and instructed me to crawl to him. I followed his orders, my eyes hungrily focused on his dark cock. I crawled up onto the couch and began just licking the fat, purple head. As I licked that fat cockhead, I realized that I knew now why so many white women ~my ex-wife included~ loved black cock so much. It was beautiful. I took his cock into my mouth, feeling my lips rise and fall over the thick veins of his shaft. The smell and taste sent me wild! I loved sucking Master Jim’s cock. So much, in fact, that all I could see was his cock and balls and all I could hear was my own slurping sounds. I moved down onto the floor between his legs, keeping his cock in my mouth the whole time, and slipped my lips down to his sweaty balls. I kissed them over and over, before sucking them each into my mouth. I loved the gritty, sweaty taste of his hairy balls. I knew I’d been sucking his cock and balls for awhile; I could feel my jaw starting to get sore. I can’t say how long I spent sliding my lips up and down that shaft, before Master Jim stood up. My heart sank, until I realized what was happening. He grabbed me by the sides of my head and rammed that cock into my mouth. Within seconds, I could feel my mouth filling with his warm cum. It was my first taste and, since Master David hadn’t used me yet, I knew it wouldn’t be my last. As it coated my tongue, I felt a chill in my own crotch. I was cumming in my pants. The taste of my Master’s salty cum had sent me over the edge. I greedily sucked the remaining cum from Master Jim’s cock and cleaned him up, before Master David pulled me to him.
“My turn, faggot.”
“Yes, Master David.” I serviced Master David much the same way as I’d served Master Jim. He had much more cum to feed me and filled my mouth three times, before he’d finished. As Master David’s gorgeous cock finally went limp, Master Jim mentioned something about an appointment. I sat on the floor, hungry for more and upset that my Masters were leaving, as they headed for the door.
Master Jim turned back. “Don’t worry, bitch. We’ll be by tomorrow. Same time.”
“Yeah, faggot. We own you now and you will be serving yoyr black Masters every day.”
“Yes, Master Jim,” I replied.
“If you’re good, we’ll tell some of the other brothers what a good whore you are for black cock.”
This filled me with fear. What was I to do? This wasn’t the life I wanted, but the only way out would be for me to move and I definitely couldn’t afford it. I nodded, avoiding eye contact with my owners. “Yes, Master.”
“Hey man, I gotta piss before we go.”
“Yeah, me too. Where’s your toilet, faggot.”
My desire to see those huge cocks again was too strong to ignore. I’d already done worse anyway, so I offered them the use of my mouth.
“You want to be a toilet for your masters, you sick pig?”
“Yes, Master David. Please make me a black man’s toilet?”
Master David approached me and pulled out his cock, letting it rest on my bottom lip. His piss was warm and much more salty than his cum had been. I enjoyed the taste so much that I began stroking myself as I drink his urine. After they had both relieved themselves, my masters left for him. I was left sitting on the floor in my cum and piss stained t-shirt feeling like a filthy black cock whore…….

To be continued.

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