1. Alysin's Black Affairs: Chapter 02


    Date: 4/5/2016, Categories: Interracial, Author: MrDeep, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    straight down from her nipples. At the ends of the chains were words, "black cock whore". She knew it was going to be special when she drove off the coastal highway to a large mansion set back so far off the highway that could not been seen. She stopped for the gate guard and gave her name. He let her pass. She drove up a tree lined lane to a gothic stone mansion with large roof and arched windows. A man opened her car door. Alysin tried to step out as sexy as she could with her lacy-topped hose showing. She was led inside and seated in a large high-ceiling room with straight backed chairs around a table. She was told to sit in a chair off from the table. "Don't speak to anyone! Do you hear me?" the black man who was dressed like a butler told her. "Yes, Master," she responded. "I am not your master. You are to obey me, but your master will reveal himself later. Do you hear me?" he said firmly. "Yes!" she responded. "You are to remove your clothes and sit on only the first six inches of the chair with your back straight. Your knees must be twelve inches apart. You must look down at your knees at all times. Do you hear me?" he said. "Yes." "Go ahead! Remove your clothes." Alysin removed her clothes except for her patent leather red four-inch elevator shoes with eight-inch ‘fuck me’ micro stiletto heels. He placed a stainless steel collar around her neck. It had a hook in front. Words written on the side spelled out, "Sex Slave". The butler took her clothes and left the room. ...
    It was completely quiet except for the occasional crackling of a fire in the fireplace. There were no outside sounds. She heard only an almost deafening quietness. The time passed. She knew not how long it was. Her body grew tired. Her knees started to shake until she raised her feet higher on her toes. It was quite cool. It was not cold. It was cool, but the cool air took its toll after a while. Alysin yearned for a sound of a black man. She wanted a black cock in her hand, in her mouth, and deep in her cunt or ass. She began to fanaticize about being fucked air tight by three big black cocks. She could feel the tight, black cocks in her cunt. She could feel herself being stretched more and more. She could feel the cock sliding deep in her womanhood. Suddenly, the door slowly opened, and four black men walked in and sat down. All were wearing clothing appropriate for the hood. One man picked up a deck and peeled off three cards. One at a time, he played a concentration game that Alysin recognized as Three-Card Monte. One by one the players lost and dropped out. That last player won. The brother stood up and slapped hands with the winner. With a gesture of his hand, he pointed to Alysin. "Stand up!" he commanded. Alysin stood. She continued to look down. The brother walked around behind her. He carefully examined her body art. His hand went to her breast and rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Alysin moaned. Her pussy began to get wet. A smile crossed his face. ...
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