Sissy Gets A Black Master

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Sissy Gets A Black MasterSissy Gets A Black MasterI got up wearily from my long and exhausting night being fucked andpunished by my new Black Master. As I awoke, I could scarcely believe thatall those depraved things had happened to me. One minute I had been merelyexchanging emails with a man, who could have been anywhere and the nextminute, that very man was at my door, in my home, and then inside mybody. Black Master, a man whose name I didn’t even know, a man who lookedto be about ten years my junior, had taken me to a place I hadn’t realizedexisted, hadn’t even realized I wanted to go, and now that I was there, Iwas scared beyond belief. He had slapped me around, forced me to go out inpublic clad only in lingerie. He had forced his cock down my strainingthroat and then cum all over my face. He had forced me to eat his assholeand dance sensually for him. He had taken me anally, very roughly and thenbred me with his seed. He had thrown out all my male clothing. He had takenone of my dildos and attached it via suction cup to one of my kitchenchairs and renamed it my `Sissy Chair’. I was to be sitting on it everytime Master comes over, no exceptions. He had even taken the spare key formy apartment. There was no way I could do this, no way I could go throughwith letting this…this thug control every aspect of my life. I wouldn’tdo it. I’d just have to contact Black Master and let him know I’d changedmy mind. Yea, I’d just explain that this wasn’t what I was lookingfor. He’ll understand…I moved from my bedroom, still dressed in my sissy outfit and sat down atmy desk and turned on the computer. Checking my email I saw that I hadseveral new messages, one was from Black Master. My heart was thumpingmadly as I clicked to open it. Surely he’d just be thanking me for a greatnight and be done with me. “Sissy — I enjoyed fucking your mouth andasspussy last night. You take a nut real good but I’m sure you could dobetter. We’ll work on it together. Other areas we will work to improve:your dancing, your ass-eating and most importantly, your attitude andIMMMEDIATE obedience at all times! You need to understand that you are nowa 24/7/365 sissy as well as my slave, whenever I choose to partake of yourbody. You will go everywhere in your sissy clothes. You will explain to thepeople you work with and your family and friends that you are no longerDan, but Danielle or Dani, and this is how you will look, act and dress forthe remainder of our relationship, at least. Don’t like it? Too fuckingbad, cunt! You fucked around with me for too long and now I’m taking mypayment. Which is you. First thing today, you are to head to theVictoria’s Secret store at the mall and buy yourself a minimum of eight newsissy outfits. Get the girls to help you find proper sizing and matchingpieces. I like almost anything, but among my faves are the babydollnighties like you already have (preferably sheer), but buy some differentcolors, bitch. I also like crotchless panties and catsuits, corsets,teddies, long peignoirs, and I go fucking crazy over garter belts andstockings. Always be certain your stockings are silk; I hate nylon shit!Buy some new high heels too. And also pick up a chambermaid uniform, aschoolgirl outfit and try to find a haremgirl costume. Last of all, don’tfucking call me or IM me or email me to say that you want to back out ofthis. Too fucking late, girlie! You fuck with a topdog, you gonna gettopped! See ya, BLACK MASTER”I was trembling as I read the harsh words and I realized I was crying a bittoo. Oh no. What have I gotten into here? He can’t possibly think that Ican follow through with this total lifestyle change, can he? I mean I lovewearing lingerie, but I can’t just become a female… I’ve got to end thisnow, before it goes to a place I can’t escape from. These types ofrelationships have to be consensual, don’t they? I mean he can’t just forceme to do these things…I decided to take a chance. I dialed the number from my caller ID. Onering. Two rings. Three rings. Then four, five, six, seven. Shit. Suddenlyhe answers. “What, sissy?” I swallowed hard and took a deep breath as hisutterly masculine voice cascaded over me. “H…hello, Master?” I spoke in atiny voice, ashamed. I couldn’t believe I was a 36 year-old man, stutteringlike a k** on his first date. There’s a long pause. “Yea, it’s yourMaster. Now what the fuck do you want?” I couldn’t breathe and my ears wereringing for some reason. “M…master. S…sir. I can’t…can’t do this,sir.” There was silence on the other end. “Do what, sissy?” I didn’t knowhow to say it. “Master, I can’t…can’t be…be with you. M…master.”Again, silence engulfed us. I could hear his breathing, could almostimagine him next to me. “You’re already `with’ me, sissy. I marked you asmine last night, remember? Gurl takes a black top’s cum all over her faceand down her throat and in her asspussy, makes it kinda hard for her Masterto believe she don’t want it.” I was sobbing now, trying to stem the flowof tears and form a coherent thought. I did not want this, did I? Icouldn’t face the constant humiliation and subjugation anddegradation. “P…p…please, M…master.” I sobbed like awoman. “P…please don’t c…come over. J…just leave m…me a…lone…”There was a long pause on the line. “You’re fucking with me bitch, and Idon’t like it. Told you not to fuck with me. Doesn’t matter what you wantor think you want. You’re mine. I guess I need to head over there and giveyou another lesson, eh? Fucking up my day, now ya are, gurlie. I ain’tgonna be happy when I get there so better try to pretty yourself up for mea little extra.” He said it as a statement, as if it were the most normalthing in the world for him to discuss. His voice suggested that there wasno room for debate. “B…but Master, s…sir. I have plans toda…” He cutme off before I could finish my last word. “Shut it, cunt. Your plans arewhatever I give you. I will be in your home in one hour. Douche yourself,shower and get your sissy outfit back on. And be sitting on your sissychair.” With that he hung up, leaving me standing there with my mouth wideopen, unsure what just happened or what to do next. This Black Master hadbasically just made it clear in no uncertain terms that I was his sissyslave at all times and he was on his way over again. What could I do? Ididn’t want to risk a worse beating that I had gotten before. Should I callthe police? And tell them what? They’d probably just laugh it off as alover’s quarrel and I’d become the butt of a slew of jokes passed around toall the cops in the area. Just what I need, plus I imagine Black Masterwould be furious with me then. I looked up at the clock. Fifty sevenminutes left. I better hurry to get ready for his arrival. I can’t believeI’m doing this. I’ll have to talk to Master in person, make him understandthat I can’t, won’t go through with this, not after today, anyway.Fifty two minutes later, I’m fresh from the shower, my asspussy douched andtotally clean. I put on my sissy outfit again and move to squat over mysissy chair. I dab some lube on both the dildo and my hole and then slidedown slowly. God, it’s big! I grimace as I slide onto it, feeling itstretch my pussyhole. I hear the loud exhaust of Master’s car and then thethumping bass from his sound system as he pulls into my driveway. OhJesus. He’s here. I feel myself trembling. The car door slams. Withinseconds I hear his key in the lock. The door opens. My 25 year-old BlackMaster is framed in the doorway, all 6’3″ and 230 pounds of him. Helooks…perturbed at least, perhaps angry. He stares at me icily. He pushesthe door shut behind him, not ungently. Fuck. He’s pissed.”At least you can follow a simple rule like this, sitting on your sissychair. Nice to know you understand some of what I’m saying.” He says itwith an air of complete calmness about him, as if he had just forced downhis rage moments before. “You should see yourself, faggot; the perfectpicture of femininity. But I guess you will be seeing yourself soonenough. Heh.” What did that mean? He walked around behind me and motionedfor me to stand up. “Up, but don’t turn around. Put your hands behindyou. Open your mouth wide.” I did as told and suddenly felt something clickaround each of my wrists in turn. Handcuffs of some sort. Shit. Then I sawa red blur as something passed over my head, past my eyes and into mymouth. I realized Black Master was fitting me with a ball gag. I slumpedresignedly tuzla escort as I realized the severity of my predicament. Now I was not onlya sissy, but a cuffed and gagged one at that.He circled back around so he was in front of me again, following a hard,short slap on my exposed tush. He had his shirt untucked and unbuttoned,showing off his linebacker physique. Black Master is very cut, with a verytoned torso and quite a few tattoos. God he’s such a man! “Now, Dani, let’ssee if I understand you correctly.” I cringe a little as he emphasizes mygurlie name. He looks deep into my eyes, his face inches from mine. “Youexchange emails with me for several weeks, teasing me with all the waysyou’re going to pleasure my cock and be my girl and all. Telling me what agood little sissy you are and how you’d give anything to please me. Then,when I show up and grace you with my presence as well as the opportunity tofollow through on all your deepest desires, an opportunity which I mightadd I don’t give out to just any cocksucking sissyboi, I find that perhapsyou aren’t all that serious about this after all. Well guess what, faggot?It’s serious now! Got it?” He grips my chin in his forceful grasp,compelling me to look directly at him, unable to hide my utter shame. “Sonow, you cause me to make changes to my day, just to come over here andtrain you in the ways you are to treat me at all times. That means,respect, submission…and no fucking questions or opinions! Got it, cunt?”I nod wearily, having difficulty seeing through my tears, which are nowcausing my mascara to run.He pushes me back down onto my sissy chair and I gasp out as the thick donginvades my rectum again. “You should be at Victoria’s Secret buyinglingerie right now but instead you force my hand. Well this is how it’sgoing to be, pussy. I come over when I want. Obviously. You keep your job,cause you’re gonna need money for lingerie, bondage gear and keeping thisplace stocked up on booze for me. I like Dom, Grey Goose and for beer? Noneof that nasty piss-water cheap shit. Make it imports, craft brews, shitlike that. Got it? Good. And have plenty of food stocked up too. Steaks,burgers, shit for burritos, I love Italian. You’ll be making it all so youbetter be a good cook or learn how. When you’re in my presence you will noteat or drink, food at least. The following are substances which you areallowed to drink in my presence: my spit, my cum and my piss. Is thatclear, slave gurlie?” I nod in tearful acquiescence. He smiles wickedly,clearly enjoying the power he holds over me at this moment. He continueson. “Things you will be allowed to dine on? My cock, my balls and…myasshole. Heh, heh. Whenever I ask you if you are hungry, you must look mein the eyes, indicate that you are indeed hungry and then I will presentyou with whichever part of my body I expect serviced at that moment. At ALLTIMES…you are to treat any part of my body you are orally servicing as ifit is the best thing you’ve ever tasted, the best thing you’ve eversmelled. Your own personal comfort doesn’t matter one fucking bit to me. Idon’t care if the taste of my crotch makes you want to gag, you will smileand dutifully service me as if that is the last meal you will everreceive. Understand?”I nodded my understanding, feeling a sense of helplessness as my formerlynormal life continued to spiral out of control. “Yeth, Black Mathter.” Imanaged to croak out around the ball gag. My tiny clitty was throbbing fromthe verbal abuse as well as from the sensation of being physically atsomeone’s complete mercy. Black Master smiled at me, an evil sort of grin,without warmth or compassion. “Good gurl. That’s my sweetiepie.” He lookeddown and an even bigger smirk fell across his features as he saw my ragingboner. He smacked at it a couple of times with the back of hishand. “You’re so fucking hard because of this aren’t you, bitch? Huh, mywords getting you all hot and bothered? Or is it the bondage? Little ofboth, I’d guess. Ground rules for your clitty are as follows. Under nocircumstances are you to EVER touch yourself sexually unless you have mypermission. The only permissible touching of that area by you is in theshower or on the toilet; both situations would be purely for hygienepurposes only. Otherwise your clit is what it is; a useless appendage thatI control. And, sissy, I can’t stress this enough… if you ever and I meanEVER, cum without my permission, you will know a whole new world of pain. Icontrol your orgasms, or lack thereof, and I think it goes without saying,but I’m gonna say it anyway, no more pussy for you. If I find out that youever got your little dickie wet in a female, I might just cut it off. Theonly way you’re ever going to fuck anybody ever again is if I have one ofmy boy’s bring over their sissy for you to play with.” I must have conveyedsome kind of look at the mention of sex with another sissy because hechuckled and went on explaining.”That’s right, gurl. Most of my thugs have got sissies of their own. Me andJamal been talking `bout throwing a couple of you gurlies in bed together,just to get us worked up. Just knowing that it ain’t what you bottombitches would want is enough to make me want to try it sometime. But that’sfor later, cunt. Right now, I’d be embarrassed for Jamal or any of my boysto come over here. You not trained up proper yet and all, not a drop offucking booze in the house. How’d that look to my friends? Got to remedythat shit, bitch!” He started to walk towards the hall. “Get up and followme.” I jumped up immediately and started to move towards him. “This placegot a basement?” I nodded that it did and that it was through thekitchen. “Good. I’ll check it out later, but that’s where you will beginputting together a little sex dungeon for us to play in. As you can see, Ilike bondage, sissy, and I like to have a lot of variety. I’ll leave theURL for a great BDSM site and you’ll need to start purchasing some of thegear.” He must have seen the fear in my eyes and though I could tell heenjoyed it immensely, he reached out and wrapped a beefy, calloused pawaround my slim waist, pulling me into his hard, lean physique. He whisperedin my ear. “Don’t worry, sweetie. I know how to treat my gurls, I won’thurt you……much. Heh, heh.”Again, I was brought back to the realization that this whole situation wasspiraling out of my control. I couldn’t think straight, pressed up againstthe granite-like hardness of this overwhelmingly masculine black stud. Thatplus the feminine nature of my outfit as well as the total loss of freedomdue to the wrist restraints and the gag were conspiring to mess with myhead as I breathed in the intoxicating aroma of Black Master’s skin. God Iwas so horny I was quite sure I would have done almost anything at thatmoment to feel his hands on me again. I rubbed up against him, mewling in ahigh voice around my gag, trying to show him how turned on I was. “Oh nowyou’re horny, eh sweetie? Well soon enough we’ll try to quench that burninginside you but first things first.” With that he pulled out a small digitalcamera and held it up in front of me. He grinned at me as a look ofrealization came over my face, suddenly knowing what he planned to do. Igrunted out my weak protest as loudly as I could but Black Master justlaughed. “I’m starting, or rather you’re starting a new website. You’re atechie, right? In the computer industry, I know you are so no use denyingit. Anyway, this new website is going to chronicle your transformation fromstraight guy into a cocksucking, taking-it-in-the-ass sissyfag, completewith photos of you, from various stages of your life. Of course we have toget a bunch of pics that show just how very much you like sucking blackcock, eating black ass and drinking black man’s cum. Your face will becompletely visible at all times in these photos, while my face will beeither out of the shot completely or cropped out prior to posting on thesite. I get anonymity, you get humiliation. That’s just the way it going tobe. I will need you to put together a complete and 100% truthful biographyof yourself, including a section on why you enjoy being femmed and yourfavorite things about black men in general and your Black Master inparticular. I might also like a short diatribe on the taste of my cum andwhy you can’t get enough of it, that you even go so far as to spit some ofmy jizz into Tupperware containers and store them in the fridge, fordrinking when I’m not around. orhanlı escort This site will be up for all the world tosee, you family, your friends, your co-workers, your boss, your dentist,whoever. We’ll call the site, oh I don’t know, somethinglike…… SissyDanielleAndHerLifeWithBlackMaster.com or some such shit.”He was smiling that evil smile again, clearly content with himself forcausing me so much distress. “You’ll be updating at least once a week, lotsof pics, we’ll make some videos, and you’ll be posting some of those gayfuck stories you’ve sent me. Keep writing that shit, gurl. Fuck that shitgets me hard as steel. And that’s what you want right? A steel top,unrelenting and untamed? That’s what you told me in that first email, atleast. There’re your words, not mine. But that’s me, baby. Your steel top.”I had no idea what to say. It was almost too much to process. I couldn’tstand the idea of all that private info about me being up on a website,showcasing my deepest, darkest desires. Photos of me sucking black cock,videos of me femmed out and moaning while Black Master invades my mostprivate of places. And anyone could see it: my mom and dad, my brother, myex-girlfriend, my bar buddies, my business associates, clients, oldclassmates. Jesus I was going to be on public display, with all my sexualfetishes hanging out there.I started as I heard the soft buzzing of the camera as Black Master beganto take some shots of me in my slutty lingerie, mascara streaming down myface from all the crying I had been doing. “There we go, sissy. Just need agood one for the main page photo. Gotta get in there real good.” Hepaused. “Damn, you look like shit. Maybe we’ll take the main page photosometime when you’re a little prettier looking. Anyway, I got somethingelse I gotta do right not. Get over there and lean over the arm of thecouch, stick your ass out real nice and high.” I did as heinstructed. There was a pillow d****d over the sofa arm, which gave me somecushion. I felt Black Master behind me and I was puzzling over what wascoming next. “All right, sissy. We set up some ground rules, and we’ll goover some others as well, but right now I got to lay down the law. Youdirectly disobeyed me this morning. Not only did you NOT got to the mall toshop for lingerie, as I had instructed but I distinctly ordered you not tocall me with your whiny bullshit about how you don’t want to do this. Andthen you forced me to fuck up my valuable time to come over here tostraighten things out. I don’t like it when my bitches fuck up my freetime.”With that I felt and heard a hard `THWACK’ as his belt hit my unprotectedtush. I screamed out around the ball gag, but it came out as nothing morethan a hoarse, muffled cry. `THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!’ I wasscreaming, blubbering out incoherent apologies but to no avail. BlackMaster was furious with me and he had contained that fury all morninglong. “Fucking bitch! You little cunt! If you EVER fuck with me again, onANYTHING AT ALL, this beatdown will seem mild by comparison!”He struck me several more times, ripping sharp yelps from my vocal cords asthe pain tore through me. Then I was roughly pulled around and Black Masterpushed me to my knees. His boxers were already down around his thighs andhis throbbing erection was jutting out at full mast, the harsh, rigid teninches of dark, black cockmeat. “Suck me you fucking whore. It’s all you’regood for you little faggot!” His hands tore off the ball gag and I hadabout one second to draw in a breath before his cockhead was forcing it’sway into my orifice and I felt my jaws being forced wide apart again. “Lookat me, slut. Anytime you’re orally servicing me, you are to be lookingdirectly into my eyes the entire time unless I tell you otherwise. Is thatclear, cunt?” I could do little other than gasp out an abbreviated answeras he pulled out of me a short way. “Mmmm-hmmmm.” I mumbledunintelligibly. I then locked my eyes onto those of my tormentor, as I wastold to do. And in that moment, I could feel a tiny shift in ourrelationship. Like a piece of my soul had melded with his and I had startedto accept the connection we now had. Black Master looked down at me, a mixof loathing and superiority and………something else apparent on hisdark, hardened features. What was it? Covetousness? Lust?Perhaps……love……?”Alright, sissy! Get ready for a hard throat fuck. Last time we tried thisyou were gagging and shit. I don’t give a fuck! You’re gonna learn to do itwith or without the gagging but you’re taking my cock and that’s all thereis to it. And as always, keep your eyes on mine, bitch. A sissy can tell alot about when her Master is about to cum and what throat and tonguetechniques pleasure him the best from his facial expressions so it’simportant for her to watch him closely, wouldn’t you say?” He pulled hiscock all the way out from my oral cavity and I briefly stared at it’salmost unbelievable length and girth and the wicked curve of it as itprotruded outward. Quite frankly, it scared me a lot… And some part of meloved that feeling, needed it. “Answer me sissy. I know you love looking atmy dick but when your Master asks you a question, you fucking answer.” Itwas clearly not a suggestion, but an order. I quickly looked back up athim, his cruel eyes boring through my very soul, owning me. God, was thiswhat my heart truly wanted even as my mind screamed no?”Yes, Master.” I replied meekly to his question, feelings of defeat rollingover me in waves. “Yes, Master……what?” He asked it with a commandingtone that sent an erotic quiver coursing through my little penis as well asmy……bowels? “Yes, Black Master it’s important for a sissy to learn howto best please her man.” He grinned an evil, iniquitous smirk. He loved thecontrol he had over me, plainly. His own erection throbbed again as acharge of domination surged through him.I was awash in confusing thoughts, unsure of what these feelings or myresponses to Black Master meant about my sexuality. Was it even possiblefor……those types of feelings to radiate in that area of a man’s body?Of course, I could scarcely consider myself a man at this point. I had beentaken, topped, seeded and subdued by a clearly superior Black Master and mybody was betraying my brain by responding positively to the rough andbrutal nature of Master’s sexual needs. And my own needs, as well, but onesthat went far beyond just sex and mixed and melded with my irresistibledesire to serve, to be submissive, to be owned by another. I couldn’texplain it, couldn’t tell someone why these emotions were running throughme even if I tried. But the fact was, they were running through me, my hardlittle clitty and my aching asshole, I mean pussy, fighting a battle withmy mind. My common sense was losing that skirmish.”Here we go, Sissy Missy. Throat me, gurlie.” With those words I barely hadtime to open my lips again and his steely black tool was sliding backbetween my lips and then down my gullet. I gulped greedily at the profferedorgan, adjusting my oral ministrations to make certain Black Master wasreceiving gratification. I fought back the urge to gag as he slithered hisway down my throat, unceremoniously and with an undeniable show of bestialstrength. In a couple of seconds I found myself with my lips sealed aroundthe base of his manhood, his bushy pubic hair scratching and tickling mynose. The scent of him was overwhelming, musk and sex and black man’s fleshall rolled into this most submissive of acts. I stayed like that for a fewseconds, expecting to be allowed to pull back up and off him so as torepeat the action. Instead I felt Black Master’s hand on my head, holdingme steady and with his other hand he reached down and pinched my nose shut,so I could not breathe. Panic overtook me almost immediately, theterrifying feeling of not being able to draw breath suddenly all I couldconcentrate on. I tried to pull back but his grip was too strong, myresolve too weak.”You see here, sissy, what we’ve got here is another example of me showingyou how things are going to be. You wear what I tell you to wear, eat whenand what I tell you to, speak when spoken to……and now you breathe whenI say so. Is all this getting through to you, cunt? Do you realize thatyour little emails you probably thought were harmless actually awakened asleeping b**st? You opened up a world you didn’t dare dream evenexisted. You told me how you wanted badly to be dominated, to aydınlı escort be owned. Youtold me the things you fantasized about doing to my black anaconda… Wellconsider yourself dominated, faggot! Consider yourself my property!”Tears were running down my cheeks again, caused by both the utter fear Iwas experiencing as a result of not being able to breathe and also from thefinality of his words and the thought of the things that were lying in waitfor me in my future. My new future in which I was a sissified fagboi withan asspussy and a suckhole that I would use exclusively to satisfy myyounger but totally dominant Black Master.Suddenly without warning he pulled his cock from my mouth and I gasped in ahuge breath, wheezing and gagging and coughing from the rough, brutaltreatment I had just received from Black Master. My slimy throat mucus wasdripping from his ebony shaft, the entire length coated in my spit and athick strand of it stretched from his bloated cock tip to my ruby red lipsas sort of an obscene reminder of just what I was good for……”Fuck, bitch! That throat is tight and as much as want to cum in yourmouth, this load I’m brewing up is destined for your pussy. I know yoursore from your beating and from last night, but guess what? I don’t give afuck! I’m r****g your pussyass to show you yet again, just who’s in chargehere. Back over the couch arm……now, CUNT!” I was blubbering now, cryinguncontrollably as I realized my old life was gone and the uncertainty of myfuture was staring me in the face. “P…p…please l…let m…m…me suckyou off, M…M…Master. I n…need to d…d…drink your c…cum,p…please.” SMACK! SMACK! I flinched as Black Master slapped my face, veryhard. “BITCH! Did I tell you to speak? No I fucking did not! You do what Itell you to WHEN I fucking tell you to and you do it RIGHT THEN! DO I MAKEMYSELF FUCKING CLEAR TO YOU, WHORE!?” He accentuated the last words withanother harsh slap to my cheeks. I couldn’t even see through my teary eyesas I meekly stood up to bend over the arm of the sofa again, exposing mynaked tushyhole to Master’s uncompromising hardness. A second later, he wasforcing the ball gag back into my mouth and strapping it tightly aroundbehind my head. My hands were still cuffed behind me and I was the pictureof acquiescence.Without further adieu he plowed into me, the only lube being my mucus andspit. I screamed out as Black Master took me violently, staking hisownership to my body……and my soul as well, if I was completely honestwith myself. His steel-hard cudgel forced apart my tender sphincter muscleand speared into my rectum with a force that took my breath away. Iinstantly began moaning into the gag and to my abject horror, also beganarching back into every thrust of his into my body. One of his hands was onthe back of my neck holding me firmly in place while the other held my slimwrists at the small of my back; I could not believe how submissive this allwas, how he controlled every aspect of my being at this very moment. He wasthe most important person in the world to me right now. Would be the mostimportant person in my life forever more.His thrusts started out strong, steady, measured but soon digressed to ashort herky-jerky fuck rhythm. Just a couple minutes in and it seemed likehe was close to nutting. I reveled in the feel of every inch of his steelcock violating the soft fleshy tissues of all my inner nooks andcrannies. It was truly amazing what a talented cocksman he was and I knew Ishould consider myself fortunate to have been blessed with such a skilledMaster. But even as I thought those things I still felt perplexed by theturn my life had taken in just the past few hours. Before I could thinkabout anymore, Black Master’s voice came booming to wake me from myreverie. I could feel his spittle on my back and neck as he leaned into me,truly giving this fuck his all. “FUCK SISSY! Gonna cum! Gonna cum so hardup your asscunt, you little fucking bitch! Gonna seed this pussy! Gonnamake sure you learn your fucking place, faggot! OOOHHHH YEEAAA! OHHH YEAAHERE IT COMES SISSY MISSY! You ready for my fucking jizz, Dani!?” With onefinal b**st-like grunt, I felt his cock explode inside me and the warm,gooey fuck slime coated my bowels, seeding me with my Master’s essence. Thefeeling of being bred was overpowering and I felt my own tiny sac tightenup and then I followed my Black Master into euphoria, screaming into theball gag until I was hoarse and choking from the effort. I felt Mastercollapse against my back, the sweat from our scorching fuck causing us tostick together. We were both groaning in the aftershocks of our almostsimultaneous orgasms. But I soon felt him begin to slide out of me andsuddenly my open and gaping hole felt very empty and I couldn’t stand tothink of him not being inside me… He motioned for me to turn around witha light slap on my buttocks. I already had a good idea what this was goingto be about, and sure enough as I turned to face him once again, hepresented me with his slowly shrinking prick to suck clean of spooge andassjuice. It was humiliating, but in an exhilarating way as I was stillsearching my way through the maze of confused sexuality that this wholeepisode had brought about. Being as feminine and subservient as possible Islowly ran my tongue up and down his veiny hose, making certain to keep myeyes on his as I lapped up every last droplet of cum from his cock, ballsand pubes. I felt like a kitten lapping up some warm milk.”Jesus Christ! THAT was fucking fantastic, sissy! Fuck! As mad as I amabout you wrecking my day, I gotta admit, it might have been worthit. Fuck! What a great cum! And look at you, you worthless bitch. Onceagain, you’ve cum with your Master up inside your sissy slit. How’s it feelto be nothing but a cum dump for a superior black man? Huh faggot? Can’tanswer with the gag in your mouth, I suppose eh? Oh well, I don’t need youto tell me what you’re thinking. The evidence was in the fuck. The way youpushed those sweet, white, round buns back into me, moaning for it harderand deeper… yea it’s pretty clear just what kind of a faggot you are. Afag who loves black cock, I’d say. Damn, you are a true sissy, Dani. Can’tbelieve no other nigger ever scooped you up. But you’re MINE now, cunt! Iown this pussy.” He emphasized this statement with a semi-soft swat acrossmy ravaged buttocks. I could feel the sperm leaking out of my abused fuckslot.Black Master drew himself up to his full imposing height in front of me ashe buttoned up his jeans, his sobbing, cum-soaked pussyboi kneeling beforehim. He grabbed my hair, pulling my face upwards to look at him. I feltmyself blushing under his stern gaze, both of us again knowing the exactnature of our relationship. “So I’m gonna go ahead and repeat myself, butthis will be the last time I do so for you. From now on, you will answer mydemands immediately and unswervingly. They are not suggestions and I don’ttake opinions from faggot whores. Got it? Get yourself cleaned up, put onthe skirt and blouse I brought over for you and get your sissy ass toVictoria’s Secret and pick up some more lingerie, all the shit I listedearlier. Then hightail it to the grocery store and get stocked up oneverything you need to make my life as easy and pleasurable aspossible. All the booze and food I mentioned before. Then when you get backhere, jump on that bondage supply website I gave you. I want the DeluxeSling and the Masters’ Fuck Rack delivered here within three businessdays. I’ll expect you back home and ready for me by ten o’clock tonight andas always……be dressed for me and sitting on your sissy chair.”I nodded my agreement and mumbled something around the ball gag and heseemed to think this was sufficient on my part. He motioned for me to riseand I did so and then he came around behind me and unlocked the wristrestraints. “My boys and I are hitting the strip clubs tonight, so plan onme being extra horny. Probably be over after midnight and then we can go atit. Make sure you’re ready, cause when I’m in THAT kinda mood, I can fuckall night long, baby! Heh, heh.” He chuckled as he saw my eyes widen at hiscomments and then totally surprised me when he leaned down for an extremelytender kiss. I melted into his strong arms not wanting him to leave me. Ashe pulled away I noticed him leering wickedly at me again, and I realizedthat he needed this just as much as I did, only in a different way. Italmost seemed as though we were soul mates, destined to meet and who knows?Perhaps we are… One dominant, one submissive, fitting together, oneinside the other, to suck and lick and fuck and cum and lust and maybe evenlove……The end……for now.

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