Dogfarts I had gotten caught in a white-collar fraud scheme, and had been
sentenced to 5 years in the state pen. I was a 45 year old white business type,
had some money, and a hot 25 year old wife, Sherry, who liked me mostly for
the bucks, although she loved fucking. She came from a broken home and
had no relatives or family, having been raised in foster care, with the usual
early introduction to sex by a foster daddy. She was tall, about 5Õ10", and
had long blonde hair, green eyes and long shapely legs. Her tits were big Ð
40C cups, with dark, well defined aureoles and big, sensitive nipples about
the size of the end of your thumb. She loved having them treated roughly.
She had a soft, large mound between her legs, and her gash ran deeply into
the front of it, showing clearly because she loved to keep it shaved.
Hidden inside was a large clit, about as big as the end of your pinky, with a
glistening pearl-like pink sheen to it. Her outer cunt lips were thick
and smooth and soft, and her inner lips were bright pink, and sweet and
fresh, as they peeked out of her luscious cunt. I had hooked up with her when
she had been working as a waitress at my country club. I was looking Dogfarts she got into the bath-tub, she could almost depend
on Walter walking through the door and peering at her as she
screamed at him from behind the shower curtain. She had no great
love for her new step-father, either. Especially lately, he had
been picking at her, complaining when she was out too late, and
bitching about her friends, how they talked too much and too
loud.
Recently too there had been an episode that bothered her. She
was walking through the house when her step-father squeezed her
pretty bottom through her jeans, and a couple of times, had
goosed her when she bent over. Several times, when he was in a
more friendly mood, he had told her what a pretty figure she had.
And any time she was wearing anything that was tight around her
rump, his eyes would follow her everywhere she went. Now she was
careful not to bend over, at least when he was around, or Walter
either, for that matter.
Well, tonight she was not thinking about that. Her mother had
gone to visit her grandmother in Texas, so she was alone in the
house with the steps- as she called them. But right now she
wasn't home. She had gone to a high school sophomore dance with
her friends, and afterwards, about 10:00 PM they had all gone in
a large group to one friends house- where there had been some
drinking, some smooching, some mild petting and wild kissing,
some more drinking. This had gone on until late. She had let
things get just a little out of control.
A boy who she liked had
managed to get his hands up under her sweater, gotten her bra
unhooked, and was petting her very responsive bare breasts while
he was madly kissing her, thrusting his tongue deep into her
mouth. She knew he had a hardon- he was rubbing it against her,
but he didn't try to take it out or to make her hold it. last
year, a different boy had gotten her that far- bra unhooked,
titties out, and he had taken out his dickie and made her hold it
in her hand. It was kind of fun, and when she squeezed it, she
got it to squirt. That was not going very far. All her
girlfriends nowadays did two-way petting, though she had never
let a boy finger-fuck her yet, she knew that it would happen
soon. Her girl friend Sally had managed to put her finger into
Ali's pussy once, or maybe twice, and even wanted to kiss it for
her, but that she did not want to think about.
While all this was happening, it was getting very late. She
would have been scared about that normally, but with her mother
out of town, she really expected that when she got home, no
matter what time it was that nobody would know the difference or
care. So she was in no great hurry, played and petted some more,
had her nipples touched (ooh, don't tell-- even kissed a little
bit, which felt sooooo good).
It was long past midnight when she was driven home. The house
was dark. She thought that everybody was sleeping. She quietly
opened the front door, locked it behind her, and was walking
through the dark hall, when a hand reached out and grasped her
wrist. Her step-father held her, smelled her breath, and yelled
out loud at her, "You're drunk, you slut."
He pulled her close, and began to lecture her, loudly, almost
violently, and when she protested, he slapped her face. She was
angry now, and yelled back at him, giving him as good as she got.
Very soon he decided that he had enough of that and grabbed her
by the hair and violently pulled, tumbling her over his lap. She
did not know how it happened, but in a moment he had pulled down
her jeans- and her pink panties, too- and using his hard, bare
hand began a slow, Alicia Rhodes Black Cock Stars feet
beaten with a small baseball bat. For more serious resistance, a favorite was
to strap her onto a torture table, clamp her nose shut, and attach
alligator electrode clamps to her clit and her tongue, and turn on the electricity
while she screamed and writhed in agony. Another was to hang her
spread-eagled by her ankles with her hands tied behind her back, and
cane her cunt from the front, while her ass was beaten by two trainers from
behind. She didnÕt require much punishment Ð she was eager to please
her trainers.
Her sexual skills were not neglected, and were emphasized in her
training. She was gang fucked in all her holes at least twice a day by no less
than 4 or 5 slammers. She had to suck off at least ten thick black cocks a
day. She quickly learned to repress her gag reflex, and learned to take thick
14 inch black love logs all the way into her throat, so her nose pressed
into the pubic hairs of her Master/trainer belly while she serviced his
meat. Her cunt and asshole were stretched, using dildos and speculums, and she
was fisted in both holes so that she was able to take two huge black cocks
at the same time in either hole. To keep muscle tone, she was Black Cock Video
Krissy Lynn Interracial Gallery
A Big Black Dick a furious erection for
Stella, Ali's mama, to finish. Then he would slip Stella out of
the robe that she always wore when punishing Ali, find her
steaming hot, too. And they would fuck gloriously. Little did
Ali know that her punishment was foreplay for mama and papa. And
Walter, too, for that matter. He would be furiously erect when
this happened, stroking his cock in his hand, visualizing the
scene- Ali's naked ass being punished, and imagining what he
wanted to do, to follow in there after Stella left, and put this
huge hard rod of his into Ali and squirt there instead of into
his handkerchief.
What she did not know was that after Ali had gone to bed that
Walter had a conversation with his father and had told him that
Ali got all excited from the spanking and had sneaked into his
room and there, sucked his cock. His father believed it. He
decided that some further treatment was required, but so far he
had not exactly figured out what. That evening, after work, he
stopped off with two friends for a hamburger and a couple of
beers. These two guys, a tall, slender black guy of about 40,
named Jesse, and a husky white guy, big and muscular, and also
about 40, named Wilbur, were treated to the whole story.... that
is, that Ali had stayed out late and gotten tipsy drunk, and when
she got home she got spanked for it, spanked hard on her bare
ass. And after that she had gone into Walter's room and sucked
his prick.
The white guy had a daughter who was always into one kind of
minor scrape or another, and he thought that a spanking was the
best treatment in the world for a misbehaving young cunt. The
black guy had a number of young nieces, all problems, and thought
that all young girls were misbehaving young cunts, and that a
whipping was absolutely the best way to handle them.. especially
if somebody gave them a fucking in the ass afterwards. The fact
that by this time these guys had consumed a lot of beer had
nothing to do with it. Ali's stepfather Joe then bought a couple
of more sixpacks, and since nobody had anything important to do
that evening, they went to Joe's house, intending to watch the
ball game on TV.
Ali had been studying with her girlfriend Sally, at Sally's
house. She came home early. When she saw a strange car parked
in front of the house, she really thought nothing about it. When
she walked in the front door, she immediately saw the three of
them sitting in the living room, the drapes drawn, beer cans all
over the coffee table, the TV on and blaring. She walked right
past them, saying nothing, still angry at Joe about last night.
He called out to her, "aren't you going to say hello to me and my
friends?"
She gave a snooty glance at them and continued walking. Jesse
said, "you sure didn't get to her with that spanking you gave her
yesterday. She's sure giving you lip today!" Wilbur looked at
the rear view of her, at the exciting way she filled out the
jeans she was wearing. He agreed.
Joe got up, walked after her, caught up with her down the hall,
and by the hair hauled her right back into the living room. He
demanded that she apologize. She refused to say anything. Joe,
now angry and embarrassed for his friends to see this happen,
pulled his leather belt out of its loops, doubled it up and waved
it in her face. She was now frightened, but she knew that Joe
would do nothing to her in front of his friends. She was in
total shock when he forced her over the end of the couch, pulled
her jeans down, pulled her panties down, and whaled her hard with
the leather belt across her upturned ass. Amateur Interracial Sex Cuckold Husband If I resisted or complained to
the outsde, I would have been dead from a shiv within a day.
My wife had been noticed when she came to visit one day. Master D then
decided that since he owned me, he owned everything I owned. I was
forced to tell his boys one day everything about my outside life. I learned
later that he had communicated what they learned to their gang members
outside, who then did what was necessary. After scouting out the situation, they
had "captured" Sherry one Friday, and had taken her to a gang safehouse
where she was broken in as a slave whore slut for black cock. She was told
she was going to be broken and trained, and used as a street whore. If she
did well, she would live. If she did not, she would be exported to Africa
and sold as a salve there to disappear into the hellholes of the Middle
East, or she would be killed and her body fed to dogs. She had been trained for
two months, while some black gangsta chicks had moved into my house. Since
Sherry didnÕt work, had no family and few friends since my conviction,
no one missed her.
While Sherry was being trained, she was kept naked and chained to a pole
in the basement of the club by a chain 
Black Man Cock Blacks On Blondes Anal work (thank Walter for that) he simply twisted
the knob and pushed his way in. He found her lying nude on her
back in bed, sobbing a bit, but looking very, very sexy. He sat
beside her, petted her titties, felt her nipples harden again,
rubbed his hand across her mound and into her pussy, felt the
moisture there. He put her hand on his cock again, felt her hold
it and felt it rise again into erection. He grabbed her by the
ear and pulled her head down. She took the tip of his prick into
her mouth, sucking it as if this was now her mission in life. He
pulled her mouth away, lay on his back, and pulled her over him
so that her hips were above his now hard cock. He fit it into
her hot hole, pulled on her behind until it was firmly planted in
her, and let her ride above him. He knew that he could last a
very long time this way, especially since he had cum once only an
hour ago, but it did feel absolutely great, the way that it felt
in there and the way that she looked above him, her gorgeous
titties hanging down, her nipples fully erect. He was almost
ready to cum for the second time when the door opened, and Walter
walked in.
Now, he thought, the shit will really hit the fan. He did not
mind Ali sucking Walter's cock. That was really a matter between
two kids. On the other hand, he did not want Walter to be able
to tell Stella anything serious between Joe and Ali. This could
be serious trouble. He did not have to worry. Walter had very
much enjoyed the blow job that Ali gave him yesterday, and he
simply wanted another one. But now that he saw that she was
really fucking, he had slightly different ideas. He also thought
that this one was choice cunt, but he was willing to wait. Now
he saw there was no reason to wait. He did not especially mind
having sloppy seconds after his father. So while they stroked
on, he got undressed and ready, up stiff and hard, stroking it in
his own hand. And when his father obviously had shot his wad,
and Ali climbed off, he flipped her over on her back with her
legs spread, her knees raised, and her cunny sticky wet with
Joe's cumm and her own.
He pushed in with no trouble, and felt
what seemed like pure velvet. And like any other 17 year old, he
was able to hold back for only a few strokes before he shot his
own load into her. Joe did not stay there to watch. He walked
out, leaving the two of them together. They talked a little bit,
but Walter did not think it necessary to tell her his idea. That
the fraternity that he was joining was having a party, and he
planned to bring along his kid "sister" as part of the
initiation. Except that she might get initiated, might get
spanked a little bit, and might have the joy of sucking all those
cocks. Now that was going to be in two weeks, and by then, her
mother would be back........that would be a problem right
there.....yes, he had to think about this a little bit.
In the meantime, Ali was worried. She needed to be absolutely
sure that her mother was not going to find out about this
adventure. Ali regretted that the whole thing had started.
Sure, it was very exciting, and all these guys and all the things
they had done to her had made her realize all her fantasies and
even a couple of things she had never thought about. But what
worried her was that mama would hear. Because if mama did hear,
mama would murder her. Mama had a vicious leather strap,
actually a razor strap, and she would embroider Ali's bare ass
with it if she heard. She would give her the thrashing of the
year. Ali decided that she was going to have to be very, very
careful, Mandingo Wcp as well as the fear of the power
they held over her, made her truly their willing and well trained slave.
Now she is being brought to the prison. A so called conjugal visit is
to be arranged Ð but the fix is in. The guards will see to it that I and she
are placed in a room with my Owner and Master, Master D, and several of the
GangstaDukes inmates who rule my life. There we will each be assfucked
by our owners, and she will watch me suck the cocks of my Master while she
does the same. She will know that I am now a slave bitch slut who serves my
black Cockmaster owner. I will then be taken from the room, while she
remains and entertains her owners with a good gangfuck and thanks them
for training her as a good white slut black cock slave whore.
Following that, she will be turned out onto the streets, to sell her
slave white ass in the ghetto, serving all black cock presented to her and
giving all her profits to her owners, who also own me. I do not ever expect to
see her again Ð she is the service of those who can pleasure and use her
best Ð her black Cockmasters - whose massive meat and power is so superior to
my impotence. She belongs to them, as she should. 
June Summers Blacks On Cougars she got into the bath-tub, she could almost depend
on Walter walking through the door and peering at her as she
screamed at him from behind the shower curtain. She had no great
love for her new step-father, either. Especially lately, he had
been picking at her, complaining when she was out too late, and
bitching about her friends, how they talked too much and too
loud.
Recently too there had been an episode that bothered her. She
was walking through the house when her step-father squeezed her
pretty bottom through her jeans, and a couple of times, had
goosed her when she bent over. Several times, when he was in a
more friendly mood, he had told her what a pretty figure she had.
And any time she was wearing anything that was tight around her
rump, his eyes would follow her everywhere she went. Now she was
careful not to bend over, at least when he was around, or Walter
either, for that matter.
Well, tonight she was not thinking about that. Her mother had
gone to visit her grandmother in Texas, so she was alone in the
house with the steps- as she called them. But right now she
wasn't home. She had gone to a high school sophomore dance with
her friends, and afterwards, about 10:00 PM they had all gone in
a large group to one friends house- where there had been some
drinking, some smooching, some mild petting and wild kissing,
some more drinking. This had gone on until late. She had let
things get just a little out of control.
A boy who she liked had
managed to get his hands up under her sweater, gotten her bra
unhooked, and was petting her very responsive bare breasts while
he was madly kissing her, thrusting his tongue deep into her
mouth. She knew he had a hardon- he was rubbing it against her,
but he didn't try to take it out or to make her hold it. last
year, a different boy had gotten her that far- bra unhooked,
titties out, and he had taken out his dickie and made her hold it
in her hand. It was kind of fun, and when she squeezed it, she
got it to squirt. That was not going very far. All her
girlfriends nowadays did two-way petting, though she had never
let a boy finger-fuck her yet, she knew that it would happen
soon. Her girl friend Sally had managed to put her finger into
Ali's pussy once, or maybe twice, and even wanted to kiss it for
her, but that she did not want to think about.
While all this was happening, it was getting very late. She
would have been scared about that normally, but with her mother
out of town, she really expected that when she got home, no
matter what time it was that nobody would know the difference or
care. So she was in no great hurry, played and petted some more,
had her nipples touched (ooh, don't tell-- even kissed a little
bit, which felt sooooo good).
It was long past midnight when she was driven home. The house
was dark. She thought that everybody was sleeping. She quietly
opened the front door, locked it behind her, and was walking
through the dark hall, when a hand reached out and grasped her
wrist. Her step-father held her, smelled her breath, and yelled
out loud at her, "You're drunk, you slut."
He pulled her close, and began to lecture her, loudly, almost
violently, and when she protested, he slapped her face. She was
angry now, and yelled back at him, giving him as good as she got.
Very soon he decided that he had enough of that and grabbed her
by the hair and violently pulled, tumbling her over his lap. She
did not know how it happened, but in a moment he had pulled down
her jeans- and her pink panties, too- and using his hard, bare
hand began a slow, Dogfarts was required
to exercise in chains, encouraged by a riding crop, and to keep her cunt
desirable, she was required to squat over wine bottles, and pick them up
by the neck using only her cunt that was lowered onto their necks.
The last week of the month, she was tattoeed. Her ass was tattooed with
the exact same mark that the prison artist had put on mine Ð an arc of the
words "Slave" and "Whore" were affixed in a semi-circle across both ass
cheeks, with an arrow from each word piointing diagonally down her ass into her
crotch to her sweet spot in between her cunthole and asshole.
Her love mound on the front of her cunt where her pubic hair would grow
if not shaven had the words "Property of GangtaDukes" tattooed inside the
borders of a shield shaped tattoo. A heavy ring piercing was put
through her fleshy mound so she could be led around by ha leash on her cunt.
Thorn studded rose stems were tattooed in a circle around each nipple, with
the words "slave of black cock" tattooed around the thorn circles.
At the completion of a monthÕs training, she was allowed out of the
basement, although her ankles were still chained together when she was
not fucking. She was allowed