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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 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. 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 canlı bahis 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 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.Sissy Missy Gets A Black Master — Night GamesI had been scared shitless walking into the mall dressed like a woman, but I wasmore scared of Black Master’s wrath. So I trooped into the Victoria’s Secret,feeling like a complete douchebag. I didn’t feel very pretty, but the sales girlwho assisted me picked up right away that I was a sissy and not a very confidentone at that. I was clearly not the first sissy customer she had ever had. Sheeven commented that my Master was a lucky man, because of how beautiful I was.She showed me how everything went on, how the clasps and hooks worked, how toslowly slide stockings up your legs without snagging them. I was surprised byher professional demeanor in dealing with me and left a couple hours later withall the girlie lingerie (in the proper sizing) Black Master had demanded, plussome sexy perfume, stockings and the costumes he had told me to buy. I left themall with not only over $700 worth of new wardrobe, but also a newself-assurance and a renewed desire to please Black Master.I stopped at the grocery store on the way home, equipped with the list ofMaster’s favorite food and drink. The bill came to over $350, but I knew BlackMaster’s tastes were going to be expensive and as his bitch, it was myresponsibility to cover those expenses, apparently… Shit! I make pretty goodmoney, but this could get out of control in a hurry. What could I say though? MyMaster might just kick my ass if I complain. I knew he wasn’t averse to gettinga bit physical with me and I didn’t want to push my luck. I would remain silenton the matter.I got back home, still trying to be as discreet as possible, hoping against hopethat my neighbors wouldn’t see me. I have a slightly sheltered driveway due totrees and foliage, but it’s still a small neighborhood. All the noise that BlackMaster made, pulling in late at night with his bass pounding, I was certain someof the people around had at least an inkling that something untoward was goingon at my place. I only hoped to God they hadn’t guessed what yet. I was dreadingthe time when I would have to inform my family and my boss of my lifestylechange. I would rather jump off a cliff than tell my father that I had decidedto turn sissy, and worst of all, sissy for a black guy. I wasn’t sure his heartcould take it and I was almost certain I’d be disowned. As far as my boss, I wasalready trying to figure out a way to avoid dressing like a prissy at work, orworst-case-scenario, getting another job. In my mind I was still working onfinding a way to back out of this, to tell Black Master (with the utmostreverence, of course) that I just wasn’t into this lifestyle and I respectfullydecline his generous offer to help me get started in `the life’. Would it work?Fuck if I knew… Christ, I didn’t even know his name, only knew him as BlackMaster. I found myself wondering if he would ever tell me his real name…I decided to try small steps and so began preparing for His return latertonight. I took a steaming hot bath and proceeded to shave and wax every spec ofhair from my body, except that on my head. I knew Black Master would want mesmooth and soft, so I used a lot of moisturizers and lotions and such, to makemy skin as pliable as possible. It took most of the evening and I had almostlost track of time as I applied my makeup and dabbed some perfume on my wristsand neck. I then had to decide which outfit to wear for him. I settled on theIsla Collection Bustier in a-cup, a light blue number with embroidered edgingand attached garters that I then hooked to the most unbelievably sheerpowder-blue silk stockings. I decided on the matching crotchless panties. Jesus,I looked sexy as shit! I loved cross-dressing, but I was still on the fence inregards to turning my life upside down. I just needed more time to think thingsthrough. It was barely a few weeks ago that I had begun to communicate withBlack Master online and I thought that was as far as it would go. Then twentyfour hours ago, the big brute comes bursting in my front door, like some kind ofmodern-day black Lancelot and I’m just supposed to drop everything and becomehis concubine? WTF?!My heart was thumping in my chest as the hour got later and midnight approached.Should I expect him just after midnight or like 3am? Shit! I didn’t know so Idecided to risk sending him a text message, to try to find out when he might beover. “Master — could you let me know when to expect you? Should I have somefood prepared?”Send. Then nothing. A few minutes go by and then a returnmessage. “Sissy — it’s none of your fucking business BITCH! I told you I’ll bethere when I’m there. But I’m in a good mood so I’ll let you know. Leaving thebar now. Be at your place in 15. Be fucking ready for me whore.”I swallowed thelump in my throat and quickly dripped some lube onto my sissy chair dildo. ThenI squatted above it, positioning my moistened hole right above it and slowlysank down, reveling in the twofold feelings of pain and pleasure as my sphincterwas stretched and my rectum filled with rubber dick. I groaned as I felt thelast inch slide into me. Fuck! Balls deep on that fucking thing. I looked arounda bit and suddenly shuddered as I saw my computer with the webcam on it. I couldonly imagine what perversities Black Master had in store for me with that.Within minutes I heard the now familiar thump of the stereo bass in BlackMaster’s car as he drew closer to my house. The house started to shake a littleand I cringed at what my neighbors would think or worse, what they might do,about all the rap music at about 1230 at night, although it was Saturday. Butjust as suddenly, it shut off and I heard the car door slam shut. Then I heardthe key in the lock and in he stepped. He looked pissed, once again, but Iconsoled myself with the fact that it was simply his demeanor all the time, toappear ticked off. He slammed my front door behind him and stopped in front ofme, his usual smirk playing across his features. “Shit Dani! Lookin’ prettytonight! And you’re even sitting on your sissy chair. What a good gurl. Yea, youlike that shit up in your pussy… You my fuck whore, Danielle? Cause I got ta getmy nut. Fuck! Those strippers fucking grind all over my lap, all over your cock,and even though I fucked a couple of `em in the backroom, I’m still horny asshit, baby!” He moved closer to me as he spoke and I could tell he’d been in thestrip joints all night long. He reeked of booze, smoke and stripper perfume andcooch. And sweat… And masculinity… Jesus, I felt my knees already beginning toweaken, my insides turning to jelly as I imagined submitting to him. His eyesbored into me as he looked down at me with a mixture of disdain and superiority.”Those crotchless panties? Good for you, sissy. Very nice. I like that shit.” Hequickly stripped off his shirt and then kicked off his sweatpants. He still hadhis basketball shoes on and wore nothing else but a black jockstrap, leaving hisass completely exposed. I caught my breath as I took in his amazing physiqueonce more. God! He was an absolute alpha male, a Black Adonis. Muscles rippling,his gait said everything you needed to know about him. When he spoke, youlistened and he always got his way.”Shit, gurl, turn on Sportscenter for me. I gotta tell you? I’m gonna sit on oneof your barstools; kneel down behind me and work on my asshole, sweetie! Justyour mouth. I gotta let loose!” I did as told, watching as he sat down on thestool and leaned against the breakfast bar to watch TV. I looked up at his thickgluteus muscles, hanging off the stool and partially covered by the straps ofhis jock, his buttocks beckoning to me. My mouth began to water as I prepared totaste my Master in a way so intimate that few could possibly know the feeling.As I drew close, I sniffed the air and could smell his strong, earthy odor; ithad the strange, unknown effect on me acting like an aphrodisiac and I foundmyself actually desiring to eat him out this time around. I leaned upwards andplaced my lips around his asshole, sealing us together in a manner so personal,there could be no doubt that I was his slave, his sissy…”Yeaaa, sissy! Get your tongue all up in my shit, Danni. Feels great, baby! Youlike eating your Master’s hole don’t you, bitch?” I moaned out my agreement,unable to speak as I was busy French kissing his asshole, making out with hisnether lips like I would make out with a gorgeous young woman. I gently flickedmy tongue across the outer rim of his anus, eliciting a moan of appreciationfrom Black Master. I pushed my tongue up flat against his sphincter, then pulledback and then repeated this action several times, causing him to wriggle hisass, groaning for me to continue. I licked completely across the hairy openingseveral times, using varying pressure. I heard him growl, deep in his throat andI could tell I was getting to him. After several minutes of this treatment, Ifinally went for the coup de grace. I paused a moment in my ministrations topull back and look at my handiwork. His asshole was glistening with saliva, myspit soaking every nook and cranny of his crack, every butt hair. I then slowly,so very slowly began to push my tongue right into that beckoning hirsute hole,inserting it as far as I could get in there. I curled my tongue into a pointyspike and began to probe in and out, in and out, seeking out Black Master’spleasure center and when I found it, I probed even harder. I must have beendoing something right, because Master was pushing back against my mouth,grinding his ass into my entire face.”Fuck YES SISSY! Eat that fuckin’ asshole, eat my fuckin’ manhole, you fuckin’cunt! It’s all you’re good for, pussyboi! Eating a black man’s ass. Get up inthere sissy! Suck my furry shitter! Is your little clitty hard from sucking mewhore?” It was stiff and aroused and his words made me even hornier so I busiedmyself with pleasing him, slavering all over his proffered opening, loving thetaste and scent of him, knowing him more thoroughly than I had ever knownanyone, male or female. I was slobbering into Black Master’s asshole, making itwet as he continued to grind his hairy hole onto my face, both of us moaning inabject bliss. I could not previously have imagined how much pleasure I couldderive from bringing Black Master the enjoyment he so richly deserved. What washappening to me?Suddenly Black Master rose from the stool, pulling his ass away from me,although several strands of saliva were still connecting my face to his buns andthey broke as Master stood up. I remained kneeling.”Jesus, sissy! That wasfantastic! I love the way you devour my asshole. You’re really taking to this,huh? Good! It’s good for a gurl to enjoy every part of her Master’s body, todesire to taste every inch of him…” He grabbed my computer from my desk, thenstrode over to my recliner and stood looking at it for a moment, as if ponderingsomething. He set my laptop down on the end table next to the chair, opened itup and angled the top downwards. He motioned for me to get up and approach him.”Grab those couch pillows, sissy and put them over here on this chair.” I did asinstructed, unsure of what this was supposed to accomplish. Black Master rippedoff his jock strap and then sat down on the pillows and hung his knees over thechair arms. When he leaned back a bit, it had the effect of exposing his cockand balls, but also leaving his buttocks hanging over the edge of the couchpillows, thereby allowing me access to his asshole as well. “Now it’s time foryou to suck me off, gurlie. Start with my balls, but take your time and keepusing your mouth on my asshole. Switch on and off, get into a rhythm, have somefun with it sissy. It’s dinner time for you.” I looked up into his hardenedeyes, and I could see there was no room for questions or negotiating and heclearly wasn’t in the mood for me to do anything but comply with his orders. Iwas beginning to realize that this whole situation was no joke and this man wasa true no-mercy Thug Top. “Now crawl to me, pussyboi. Come over to feast on yourMaster’s private parts, which he is so generously offering up for you toservice.” I crawled over to him, trying my best to be sexy, but not sure if Iwas succeeding. My face was burning up as I approached my Master, the shamealmost overpowering. I couldn’t believe I was going along with this degradation,and yet I could not deny how much it turned me on; having this black man incontrol of my life felt oddly satisfying.I was almost between his legs now and I looked up expectantly, like an obedientdog. “Yea that’s right. You look very pretty tonight, Danielle. I like thelingerie you bought. Does it make you feel pretty, like the gurl you are?” Igulped, unsure of how to respond. “T…thank you Black Master. I…I’m happy you’resatisfied with my purchases. I do feel pretty, Master. Like a…a like…a gurl…”Again I felt a blush creep across my face, as shame and embarrassment took overmy emotions. He grinned and chuckled evilly. “Heh, heh, yea I like makin’ youblush baby. But I also like my gurls to know their place, unequivocally. Beforeyou start sucking me, pick up my jock strap and place the cup over your face andthen hold it there and just breathe, until I tell you to stop.” I did as hesaid, yet more humiliation awaiting me in his latest game. I placed the sweatycup over my mouth and nose and began to draw in deep breaths. It smelled likeMaster and it made my mouth water and a foreign sensation stole through my loinsas I took in his Black scent. He held my gaze, that knowing, cocksure smirkplastered across his features. “Look at your little white cockette, all stiffand hard, like a man’s cock. But it’s no man’s cock, is it sissy? It’s just aclitty, a tiny boiclitty.” I could feel tears almost beginning to form, as Icontinued breathing in Master’s jock sweat. I could feel my masculinity slowlyslipping away from me, and I wasn’t sure I could get it back. “You wanna strokeyour stiff little clitty, Danielle? Stroke it until you shoot your sissy jizz?”I nodded my agreement, mumbling out a muffled “Yes” into the funky jock cup.I was startled as Black Master struck my face with a mongoose-quick slap acrossmy cheek. “Tough fuckin’ shit, sissy! The correct answer is that you only haveeyes for my cock. You are to focus %100 of your attention on me. I don’t give afuck if your puny, worthless gurl dickie is ready to explode, you NEVER payattention to your own needs! Is that fuckin’ clear enough to you bitch? Younever touch or stroke yourself unless I say! You never cum unless I say! Youdon’t even think about your clitty unless I have given you permission! And thatgoes for all times, whether I’m here or not! Got it cunt?!” I was sobbing fromthe ferocity of his strike and the finality of his words, as I blubbered out myreply. “Y…ye…yes, B…black M…m…master. I’m…mmm s…sorry, S…sir.””OK then, sissy. I assume it won’t happen again… Anyway I got a surprise for ya,sweetie. With you busy buying all that shit and prettying yourself up for me, Ihad my boy Denard’s white sissy get that website up and running, so we’re readyto go with some webcam action. Huh? What do ya think of that? You ready to eatme on camera, slut?” I looked up at him again, his words not quite registeringwith me. I was feeling panic rising inside me. Fuck! I thought I’d have moretime to talk my way out of this, but it appeared Black Master expected to forgeahead with his plan to show me off to the world. Terror hit me square in thechest and I did something most regrettable. I stood up and then started speakingout of turn.”Shit, I can’t do this Black Master, or, or whatever your real name is. Thisisn’t what I wanted or expected when bahis siteleri we started chatting. Look…you can’t make medo any of this stuff…… Let’s just break this off now…” I was breathing hard,huffing in fresh air for the first time in several minutes. I barely dared tolook at him, but forced myself to. He was staring at me with a previouslyunknown anger bubbling just beneath the surface. He slowly rose to his fullimposing height and moved closer to me. I swallowed hard as he spoke. “Whatevermy real name is? My real name, to you sissy, IS Black Master. You fuckin’ whitecunt! I can in fact, make you do this stuff! I already have. You gonna go run tothe cops, pussy? Huh? You gonna tell them how you fag out and dress like aprissy and suck my prick and how I breed your ass? Huh faggot? Don’t pretend youdidn’t want it then or that you don’t want it now. You fuckin’ white boys areall the same. Think you’re gonna stand up to me AFTER you’ve already gone downon me…”Everything was a blur, as tears rolled down my cheeks and I heard myselfspeaking yet again. “Look, Black Master. Just please leave. I’ve made mydecision and I don’t want to take part in this life…” He loomed over me as hestepped even closer, his proximity certainly intimidating. “Oh you’ve made yourdecision? Is that right? Little sissy Dani has made up her mind and I guess nowI have to go along with it… Well guess what faggot? I’ve also made a decisionand you might want to listen up. You don’t want me to have to get rough with youagain, right?” He grabbed my chin in his hand forcing me to look up at him, thedisgrace etched on my face. “This is how it’s going to be, bitch. I’m notleaving and you’re not getting out of this. You don’t actually want to get outof this, you just think you do. You’ll thank me later that I didn’t let you goback to your old life of having passionless sex with your cunt girlfriends.” Heleaned in and whispered in my ear. “I know what you need, faggot. I’ve alreadyseen it, seen the way you give it up to me. I’ve felt you convulsing around mewhen I’m inside you, breeding you…… Now let’s go meet our audience, shall we?”With that he let go of my chin and grabbed both of my wrists and twisted themaround behind my back. I felt the cold steel of handcuffs fastening around themand my body went stiff as once again, I was practically helpless.Black Master grabbed me by the hair and dragged me back over to the recliner.Shoving me down none too lightly, he sat back down and started typing on mylaptop, while at the same time making a call on his cell. “Hey Denard, yoursissy got that site for me? ……Awesome! Cool b*o! I appreciate it…… Yea, yeashe’s trying ta back out……… No, no I put her back in her place. Gonna be goodman, I got it all set up for her to suck my cock and balls and eat my asshole onwebcam…… Yea right? Shit nigger, I got a fuckin’ load stored up for this gurl!Ha!……Alright brother! Catch ya!” He hung up and started focusing on the laptop,typing away, talking to himself. “Yea, www.bbcsissydani.com. Yea, this shit isgonna be for real. He looked down at me with a disdainful gaze. “Jesus, you looklike hell, sissy. Makeup all smeared from your pussyass cryin’. Saliva all overyour lingerie. Fuck! But it is what it is. And it is Go Time!” He put the laptopback on the table and I could see a webpage with a barely discernable pic of meand I felt some relief sweep over me; no one would likely recognize me likethat. I was probably safe. Black Master’s voice broke through my thoughts. “Yeayou there sissy Cami?” He was speaking to someone on the laptop. “That’sDenard’s sissy Cami. Used to be Cameron. She’s punked out now too. Anotherfuckin’ whitey overcome by Black Cock Lust. BCL. Heh, heh.”He seemed pleased with his new abbreviation and I could add nothing, so Ididn’t. It probably wouldn’t have been a good idea anyway. “Hey lookie here, wegot ourselves a nice-sized audience, for a first time site. Already got overthree hundred fuckers waiting for you to start in on me……” He paused a moment,as if contemplating something. He tied a black bandana over his head and then ashe pulled it down over his face, I could see that it had eye holes cut in it,Zorro-style. He made a comment about maintaining his anonymity then he motionedfor me to draw closer to him and I did so, immediately. All right, Cami, you gotthis shit runnin’?” A couple seconds later a slightly hollow sounding voiceanswers back, very effeminate and timid but clearly a male. “Yes, Black Master.I can control the camera from here, and Master Denard is here watching the wholething so he can make certain I’m getting the proper shots. You can startanytime, Black Master. I have both the audio and video up and running smoothly.We’re live.” I felt a cold fear creeping over me as I realized what washappening. I was going to be on display, online, for anyone to see. Fuck. Howthe hell was I going to get out of this? And suddenly, it was all out of mycontrol.”Yo, yo, yo what’s up, Bitches? This is Black Master here on my new sitewww.bbcsissydani.com. What the fuck is up? Yea! Uhh, this site is going tochronicle my training of my new sissy bitch, Danielle or Dani. She and I aregoing be having all sorts of fun and you can believe me when I say that I amgoing to put her through her paces! You’ll find that I am a no mercy Black Top…I am all Top, all the time. I will not be gentle with my sissy, but then I doubtany of you’d be here if I was going to be gentle now, would ya? The show’s gonnabe starting in a couple, but first I thought you’d all like to meet Dani, soshe’s gonna tell you all about herself…whether she wants to or not.” He lookeddown at me, his gaze hard and motioned for me to turn my face towards thewebcam. I could not recall a moment in my life when I felt more scared and sickto my stomach. I could NOT go through with this and I started to rise,determined to walk away and get this guy out of my house, out of my life. Onceagain, I underestimated Black Master’s resolve to enslave me.”What the fuck do you think you’re doing? I tell you to get up, sissy? We’relive, bitch! Now talk to the camera!” Again, he didn’t sound like a man to betrifled with, but I could not let this go on. “P…please, sir. I can’t do this…”He looked at me with a mixture of loathing and anger and I instantly knew I hadfucked up majorly. He jumped down from his perch on my recliner and squatteddown next to me, taking my skull in both of his huge hands and pointed me uptowards the webcam lens. With my hands secured behind my back coupled with hisstrength, there was little I could do to fight him and I felt myself meeklysubmitting to his raw power. “Now talk sissy! Tell the folks, your adoringpublic, your real name, your job, maybe your favorite type of lingerie and whyyou love black cock. That’s a nice start…” I obediently looked up into thecamera, my former life flashing before my eyes. My voice quavered as I spoke.”M…m…my name is… is D…Dan. Dan W…W…Williamson. I…I…m a s…software engin…neer…” Ipaused, still unable to process the humiliation I was going through, like I waswatching some other white guy being bound, sissified and put on film by aDominant Black Master. Tears streamed unchecked down my face, undoubtedlysmearing my mascara and blush. I hoped and prayed that no one I knew would ever,EVER see this. “And, what’s your fave lingerie and why do you worship blackcock?” He spoke in a conversational tone now, like he expected completeacquiescence……and I gave it to him. I couldn’t believe what a fucking sissyfaggot I was, I just didn’t have the will to fight him anymore. Black Master nowpoints to this moment as the second I gave into my deepest desire and became hisfully. “I…I like b…babydolls, cause B…Black M…Maste likes them the b…best… And Iw…worship black c…cock because…… b…because……” I didn’t know what to say. When Ipaused too long for his liking, Black Master helped me out. “Is it because youlike the taste of it faggot? Is it because you like the feel of it in all yourholes? I think it’s all those reasons that you love black dick. Now fucking sayit, cunt!”I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly vey dry and hoarse feeling. I managed tocroak out my agreement with him, into the miked-up webcam. “I…I love b…blackdick……… be… because I……I like the t…taste of it and I l…like t…the feel of iti…in my……holes…” Jesus, I had just uttered my love for black meat right on theinternet, live to hundreds of folks, apparently. What the hell path was my lifenow careening down, like a runaway roller coaster? I had no idea, but BlackMaster didn’t give me much time to sink into my own thoughts. He immediately satback down on his makeshift dais, exposing his asshole and genitals to me. “Getto eatin’, sissy! Smile for the camera before you stick your tongue back up inmy shitter!”Sissy MissyGets A Black Master — Filmed HumiliationSo here I am, a mid-thirties white guy, reasonably attractive and even hadsome success with the ladies. Now however, I am the lady or gurl, as BlackMaster calls me. I am following his orders to smile for the webcam beforeI perform analingus on him, again. I try my best to smile, but I’m certainmy tear-streaked face is a mess and I’m sure I look like shit. But it mustbe done and so I force a smile. My hands are cuffed behind my back and Ican’t move my arms; I am completely at his mercy.”Yeah, smile real purtty for the camera, slut. Such a sexy gal, gettingready to dive right back into my asshole, huh? Yeah, that’s right…” Itearfully look into the camera as commanded, feeling the last vestige ofmaleness seep out of me. I am his now, his bitch. I hate it, but I need itso bad. What is happening to me?”Time for dinner, girlie! You got five hundred plus motherfuckers lookingto watch you eat me out. Start fucking eating my fucking manhole! Now!” Heslides down just a little more, adjusting his angle and then shoves my headdown. I can smell the musky, earthy scent of his ass as my nose burrowsinto him. My mouth begins to water and I realize I want to eat him out. Godis this what my life has come to? Dressed like a sissy, using all my wilesto get my mouth back onto my Black Master’s asshole so I can tongue-fuckhim? Jesus Christ, I should be fucking ashamed of myself……and I am. Butnevertheless, I waste no time in digging my licker back into Master’sbunger.God he tastes terrible, yet I am slavering all over his hole, devouring theflavor of his back passage as if I hadn’t had food for days. He tastesfucking awful, or does he? I am aware of a change in my thought process atthis moment. Even though it tastes a bit like feces, I so badly want this,I desire that taste and I am now on the hunt for it.”Ohh fuck yeah, faggot! You like that bitch? You like eating your Master’sbutthole? Like the taste of me on your tongue and lips? Huh sweetie? Showthe audience, my peeps, how much you love this shit, pansy! How you loveeating nigger ass! Fuck you are a good little faggot ass-eater, aren’t you?Shit…”I managed to glance sideways at the monitor and could see that the camerawas right there for a nice personal close-up. If you were watching, youcould see the wetness of my mouth as I made out with Master’s netherlips. I pulled back for a second, gasping for breath and was met with aswift slap across my face. “I tell you to stop, bitch? Fuck no I didn’t!Keep eating, sissy! You ain’t done up in there yet, you fucking twat!”I quickly moved back in, stabbing my licker into Master’s pink hole, nowslick with my spit. I didn’t want to risk his true wrath again. Oh God thiswas so fucking nasty, so fucking not something I could ever have envisioneddoing. And yet now I could scarcely get enough of it. I took a deep sniffand somehow this submissive act seemed so right, so primal. Something menhad been doing for each other for millennia. Shit, I wasn’t a man though. Iwas a fucking sissy faggot cunt whore. Just a piece of pussy forMaster. Somehow, I had to get that through my head. Not a man, just a sissymissy fag-boi.”Yeah you fuckers watching this shit? This fucking faggot is all up in myshit! Damn this little prissy loves the taste of my ass, I can tell. Youfuckers out there see how deep she is in my asshole? Course you do! Youmotherfuckers are paying good money to see this shit! Look up at me bitch.”I did as Master bade and found myself looking directly into the webcam, andI felt myself turn beet red. Christ, I don’t want to be seen doing thisshit.”Oh what, you’re embarrassed now, Dani? Now you get some inhibitions? Toolate for you faggot! Everyone knows you’re an ass-eating maggot! Not goodfor anything but jamming your tongue up my poop chute, sucking my cock andtaking my fuck load. Heh, heh.” He chuckled, a laugh devoid of mirth butfull of the knowledge that he had a useless white, formerly male worm underhis thrall. What could I say? What would I dare do? Nothing. Exactlynothing. I didn’t want to get beat up. Didn’t want to go to the police.”Hey the poll results are coming in. Looks like your audience wants you towork on my balls next. Nice! That’s what I was planning on anyway, bitch!Then you can move onto ball-tonguing. You better fucking eat me out good,girlie! These folks didn’t pay thirty bucks to watch you just lickingaround the rim. Get up in there, cunt!”I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Black Master had told me earlierthat we had over five hundred viewers. If he was charging them thirtydollars each……? Holy shit, that was over fifteen grand, in one nightjust like that. With almost no production costs, no overhead cause he wasusing my house and my equipment. Jesus, I really was a fucking whore forhim. Not only could he use me for sex and domestic needs, but I wasbasically paying him to control every aspect of my life. I sighed, perhapsresigned to my fate.I felt like I had no control of anything, no choice but to please this manand pray that I did not disappoint him. I did not want to risk his wrathagain, so I dug my tongue up into his asshole as far as I could go, delvingas deep as I had ever gone. Maybe it was deeper, who could tell? I suckedon my master, tasting his manly funk and loving it. I slobbered all overhis pucker, enjoying the way it snapped around my licker, trying to trap itand truth be told, I would not have fought staying in this momentforever. Somehow, this incredible man had awoken my most primal urges ofsubmission and forced me to acknowledge them. By compelling me… nayallowing me…to make out with his sexy hind lips, he had (apparently)turned me into a cowering, mewling white sissy cunt who only had hunger ordesire for his cock, balls and asshole.I started back into the present at the sound of his voice. “Shit yeah,that’s a good faggot. Yeah… That’s a good gurl, Dani. My little sissymissy faggot bitch. Yeah, look at the camera. You love that shit dontcha,sweetie? Show us how much you love eating my poop chute. Yeah…just likeI’m you’re fucking prom date, just smooching a pretty gal.” He paused for asecond, shifting the camera around. “You mofo’s see all that shit? Youlike sissy Dani eatin’ my manhole? Well that’s good, cause she likes ittoo. She a true ass-eating, ball-licking, cock-sucking prissy faggotprincess. Born to worship the Black Man. Drooling all over her sexy littlecorset, trying to keep her little faggot clitty from getting any harderthan it already is. Yeah……she loves this fuckin’ shit! Pull your bitchface up here, sissy. Yeah. Look at that shit, fuckin’ slobber and ass juiceall over her face, mascara running all over…this bitch loves to eat outher Master.”It was true and I knew it. I jumped as Black Master set the webcam backdown on the table next to him with a heavy slam. Again he spoke to theaudience. “Well that’s it for tonight bitches! Sissy Dani really enjoyedentertaining you with her tongue up my shitter, but she is fucking wreckedand she’s got to be ready for tomorrow night: cock and ball devotion. Mycock and balls. Prissy faggot gonna take my snake right down herthroat……whether she wants to or not. I’ll mos def feed her; perhapsI’ll breed her as well. Hmmm. I love options. Same time tomorrowfuckers… Eventually folks, I’m gonna have cameras installed all over thishouse, so you can watch her anytime she’s not at work. She ain’t allowed tohave pussy or jerk off and if she does, I want to know about it. Thisfaggot cunt has signed over her life to me. ” With that he shut off thewebcam and gave me a quick slap.”That was real good sissy. Real good. You ate my bunghole like it was yourfuckin’ dinner. That’s what my paying customers want to see.” I shudderedas I imagined the future perversions Black Master surely had in store forme.”Heh, heh you’re a pretty little faggot sissy aren’t you? What a fuckingpansy bitch! Just another white prissy queer begging for a black man totake control of his life… Well that’s how things are for you now,faggot! I control your life. You’re a fucking woman for me now. You dresshow I tell you; you eat and drink what I tell you; you suck and fuck what Itell you; you perform on camera when I tell you……” He seemed to tailoff for a moment and I was uncertain of just where his thought process wasgoing.He roughly turned me around and undid the handcuffs. I rubbed my sorewrists, trying to soothe them a bit. “I’m horny now, sissy Dani. Get intomy bedroom and have those panties off and be buns up, face in the pillowwhen I walk in there. Do it now faggot!” I hurriedly jumped up to complyto my Master’s order, still not sure why I did it, nor why I was continuingto allow this to happen. Was this what I wanted? I wondered these thoughtseven as I slipped my slutty whore panties down my smooth legs and assumedthe position Master demanded.I had little time with my thoughts. Within a minute of me kneeling on thebed Master was there; I could hear him moving around behind me and felt soopen and exposed, kneeling naked before him with my naked ass available tohis sight and touch. I jumped as Master slapped my buns hard. “Yeah that’snice faggot. Gonna fuck your bitch pussy hard and raw. Heh heh I know youprefer my normal gentle self right? Like when I make sweet sensual love toyou, like I would a woman?”I was confused by his words, distracted by his weight settling in behindme, his hands roving over my buttocks. I started again as he slapped meagain, harder this time. “Speak up faggot! Do you want your Master to makelove to you or FUCK you? Huh bitch?”I began to cry again, emotion overtaking me as the power of his wordsrolled over me, crushing me with their finality. “I…I w…want M…Masterto… t…to FUCK my sissy cunt! Make m…me into the b…bitch I deserveto be! A f…fucking f…faggot bitch!””You got it sissy Dani! You fucking faggot!” With that I felt the immensepressure on my sphincter as Master jabbed into me. He was not gentle withme, and deep down I knew I did not want him to be. He took my hole in onehard, even thrust. I arched my back to take all of his fuck even as ascream of pain was ripped from my throat. I hate and love the feeling whenMaster penetrates into my guts, invading my bowels, turning my once privateand intimate spot into a nest for his cock, a womb for his seed. “Yeahsissy! Take that shit faggot! Ahhh yeah! Fucking tight-ass pussy! Fuckyeah!”Master was hollering and bellowing like a b**st in heat as he rutted insideme, turning my innards into nothing but a scorching, spasming canal meantto massage his manhood. I was nothing but a fuckdoll for him and hisbestial fuck instinct. I was screaming out as the agony and ecstasy shotthrough the entirety of my rectal tract and the feeling of Master fillingme so completely, owning my body made my toes curl and my guts melt inrapture. “Ohhhhhhh Master! I…I love it! I…love…YOU! Fuck me andm…make me your bitch forever!””I know you love me faggot! A slave slut should always love her Master!Good gurl! Now get fucking ready for my thick fucking load Danni! Gonnabreed that fucking pussy!” I arched back up into him, screaming out mywanton lust even as Master arched forward, burying himself as deep insideme as he could go and then emptying the sticky sap from his heavy, manlynuts in my nether slit. We both groaned out deeply as we felt the proof ofhis breeding, wet and hot, his man jizz sluicing into my slick guts,coating my bowels.He collapsed on top of me, both of us gasping for air, our breathing cominghard. I didn’t cum that time, but Master’s nut is all I worry about and,besides there was plenty of time for me to have a gurlgasm; Master fuckedme twice more over the night. I gave myself up to him without question ashe made me his sissy Dani.Sissy MissyGets A Black Master — Secret No More”Sissy, I’ll be home in an hour. I already ate, so no dinner. I don’t haveto tell you to be dressed appropriately for Master, in your maid outfit. Nopanties. Have your pussy plug ready to go and be sitting on your sissychair, of course. I have a couple of surprises for you, faggot.” BlackMaster spoke the words in his usual tone, relaxed but authoritative. Therewas no room for argument and he did not suffer me to disagree with him. Itsimply was not allowed. And I did not want to disagree with him. As much asI hated myself for it, I could not stop my heart from beating faster and mybreathing coming in shorter gasps whenever I knew Black Master was on hisway to my home, our home now really. He had been spending much of his freetime here the last few months and I spent every second he was in the housewaiting on his every need, whether it was cooking his dinner, doing hislaundry or being the target of his endless libido. I desired his look ofapproval, his soothing words, and his unyielding sexual authority.I was already dressed as a sissy maid, complete with super slutty 6 inchstrappy pumps and my tramp make-up. God I looked like such a whore and Iwas in fact. I had become a whore for Black Master’s cock. I wanted nothingmore than to please his amazing manhood and drink of his sweet nectar. Whatthe fuck had happened to me? I used to love banging chicks, now I couldscarcely even get hard thinking about tits and pussy. I was the pussynow. The sissy faggot. And Black Master made certain I knew it.I let my panties glide down my denuded legs and kicked them to the side. Ithen slid down onto the huge black dildo that was glued to one of mykitchen chairs, making it my sissy chair. It still made me wince a bitevery time I mounted it, even with a ton of lube and plenty of preptime. It was massive but I was learning to push past the pain and revel inthe feeling of fullness that shot through my bowels. It was like white hotelectricity, just as when Black Master used my pussy, followed by thesensation of an erotic darkness that stole over me as I surrendered moreand more of my maleness. That former masculinity was almost gone now,replaced by the feminine and submissive nature of a true prissy bitch. Myuseless and tiny white prick hung between my legs; it would sprout tohardness soon, but only because of Black Master’s power.I sat there with my guts speared and my knees together, waiting. I soonheard the familiar `thump, thump, thump’ of Master’s sound system emanatingfrom his car. He pulled in the driveway and I heard the car door slam a fewseconds later. Less than a minute later, the door handle was turning andthere he was. My Black Master. I blushed as I always do upon firstcatching site of him after a day apart. His massively muscled physiqueblocked the entire doorway. He smirked and chuckled, as he oftendoes. “There’s my little fucking sissy. Pretty as always. Such a good girl,on her sissy chair, as is expected. Miss me honey?”I trembled as he entered the house and spoke at me. “Y…yes BlackMaster. I always look forward to you coming home, Sir…” I spoke in ashigh a voice as possible, and had recently begun incorporating a bit of alisp into my speech as well. Black Master seemed to approve. My littleboi-clitty was standing stiff now as I belittled myself in front of the manwho now practically owned me and controlled my life. I still could notbelieve how much this whole……thing, aroused me. My sphincterinvoluntarily clenched around the dildo; it was as if my pussy itself knewto prepare for Master.”Spread your legs, sissy Dani. I got something new for you to wear… Heh,heh.” He chuckled, and evil sounding laugh devoid of mirth or warmth. I didas instructed immediately and Master again chuckled when he saw my stiffcockette. “Boi clitty all fucking hard, eh sissy? I’m flattered that’sbecause of me, but I’ve been thinking… What does a sissy really need auseless prick for anyway? You’re never gonna fuck me. Hell you’re nevergonna fuck anybody again, as long as you’re mine.” güvenilir bahis I wasn’t sure what hewas talking about, but as he moved closer to me in his swift, cat-likemotion, I was suddenly overwhelmed by his scent. It made me stiffen evenmore and I felt my mouth begin to water.Black Master stepped between my thighs and forced them apart evenfarther. He then began slapping my erection, slapping it very hard. Iyelped as the pain radiated through my dick and into my abdomen. I tried topush his hands away, reflexively. Big mistake. “What do you think you’redoing faggot!?” He raised his voice a bit and I knew he was pissed. “Youdon’t push me away. You don’t make the decisions here. You know that. Don’tyou, you fucking prissy bitch?” He quickly grabbed both my wrists in onestrong hand, yanking them above my head and with his free hand twisted mychin so I was forced to look him in the eye. “Look at me faggot.” I washelpless to his strong words and stronger grasp. He moved his hand holdingmy chin down and started slapping my clit again, seeming to derive pleasurefrom my obvious discomfort and embarrassment. It was his way.My boner soon shrank under the constant backhand and forehand smacks. BlackMaster stepped back. I could see the enjoyment in his eyes and I could donothing to disguise my own delight and desire from his knowing stare. Hereached into his pocket and withdrew an object. As he moved to show it tome, I recognized what it was and my heart skipped what felt like twobeats. A chastity device. Fuck! I met Black Master’s perceptive look againand we both knew that I knew what was about to happen. “You see, Dani, I’veenjoyed our time together and plan to continue enjoying the future. But,really what does a sissy faggot need to sport wood for? I have decided thatyou have been a tad too focused of late on your own pleasure and thatdisappoints me. A sissy should always be 100% centered on her Master’sdesires and well-being, not thinking about the next time she mightcum…… So easy fix: you aren’t going to cum anymore, unless I deem itsuitable. Putting you in chastity will ensure that your thoughts remainfocused on your Black Master……me.” He stopped talking and caught mygaze again, staring at me with an intensity I could barely remember fromhim.My mouth felt dry and I couldn’t swallow. I tried to croak out a few words.”M…mast……Master… P…please… I… I’ll try to do b……better.”I was crying, ashamed of my position and my behavior. “This is happeningsissy. Of course there are……other options. I could always take you to aspecialty surgeon and have your cock and balls removed permanently. We cando that, Dani. Sound good?” He continued onward, without pausing for aresponse from me. “Or I can slip this little cock harness on you andpresto! No more bothersome boners for my little sissy missy.” I nodded myconsent, not that he needed it, through crying eyes, my face undoubtedlystreaked with mascara now. “P…please p…put me in ch……chastity,B…Black Master, S…Sir.” I was begging for it, as I knew that BlackMaster might not be joking about the surgeon thing.He laughed again. “If you insist, sissy.” The look he gave me waspositively wicked as he knelt down between my spread thighs and proceededto strip away the final relics of manliness from me, rendering the verything that made me a man……useless. Less than useless. A wrinkledappendage I would now use only to pee with. He fit it onto me and I heardthe click as he latched the tiny padlock and made a show of putting the keyin his wallet. I looked down at my now truly ineffectual boi-clitty andwondered at the rubbery plastic now sheathing it. Black Master thenproceeded to tie a little pink bow around it, making it even girlier. Myemasculation seemed complete and it was difficult to describe just howright it felt. I felt a strange simultaneous feeling of loathing towardmyself and my weakness, coupled with overwhelming love and gratitude towardBlack Master for delivering me from my former life of unenthusiastic sexwith women. I would never have known the joys of serving and submitting toa man such as Black Master, the man who showed me my true self. I looked upinto his hard eyes and hoped I was showing my thanks properly.”Occasionally, when I decide, I may allow you to remove the clitty cage andstroke yourself off. It will not be often. In the meantime, we will alsowork together on getting to know your pussy more thoroughly. Lots ofsissies learn how to cum just from having their Master inside them, justlike a woman. Heh, heh.” He looked at me with a depraved grin and I feltmyself blushing again. “Thank you, Black Master. Thanks you for letting mebecome your obedient sissy bitch.He chortled again. “You’re welcome Sissy Dani. But you may want to savesome of that blushing for the next surprise. I got a real fun night instore for you, my sexy little vixen.” I swallowed hard, feeling a sense oftrepidation at his words. He pulled me up roughly off the sissy chair andquickly jammed a big plug up my ass. With that he walked out of the room,down towards the bedrooms. I started as I heard another car pull into mydriveway and shut off. Who the hell was here now? Was Black Master planningto share me with his other black friends, as he’d been talking about doingfor some time? “When the doorbell rings, answer it sissy. I’ll join you ina minute or two.” I felt my heart pounding as I heard a car door slamshut. I heard the steps up the walk and up onto the porch. The doorbellrang. Shit. I couldn’t not answer it without risking Black Master’swrath. My sissy maid skirt covered my chastity-encased prick and kindacovered my ass, barely. It would have to do. I moved to the door, mybreathing coming in short gasps now as I wondered with dread who this couldbe. I opened the door in one swift motion. I practically fainted as I sawthe man on my doorstep.I stood there in the doorway of my home, dressed like a total fucking sissyas I surveyed the startled face of my father!I spoke before I could think. “Dad! What are you doing here?” It dawned onme seconds later that had I not called him dad in my own voice, it’spossible I may have been able to pass myself off as some slut I was fuckingand perhaps ushered him out before he even came in. But by the time thosethoughts had occurred to me, I had already called him dad.”Daniel! Is that you? What the hell are you doing dressed like that?Immature costume party or some ill-conceived practical joke?” He steppedpast me into the house and I started to panic. I couldn’t let dad and BlackMaster meet. He saw my sissy chair immediately. “Jesus Christ, Daniel. Idon’t need to know what you do with your perverted girlfriends. Why did youinvite me over if you have a girl here? Huh?” I wrinkled my nose inthought, trying to remember when I would have invited him here, especiallywithout mom. “Uhh, Dad. I didn’t invite you. You’re mistaken. Look, I’mkinda…… busy right now. Can you come back some other time?” I kept myvoice down, hoping Black Master was maybe in the bathroom or something andcouldn’t hear us.”There’s no mistake. You sent your dad an email invite to come overtonight. Or rather, I sent him an invite from your email account…” Myheart and mind both shrank as I heard Black Master speak and I realized myfather was about to find out my secret. My straight-laced, Catholic,right-wing, and kinda racist retired cop father was about to find out thathis son was a cross-dressing sissy faggot with a giant black thug for aMaster and lover.My father and I both turned and I gasped a little at the sight of BlackMaster. He was wearing a pair of relaxed-fit jeans and a white tank topthat accentuated his massive muscles. He looked like some kind of Africangod. He had a slight smirk playing across his features and he was obviouslyalready enjoying this scenario. A scenario which he had planned outmeticulously. “Well hello Officer Williamson. So pleased to finally meetyou.” He held out a hand to shake my father’s hand. Jesus what washappening? “Daniel, aren’t you going to explain what’s going on now? Aren’tyou going to introduce me to your……friend here?” I cringed a little atthe venom with which my dad said the word `friend’. I had a feeling hewould feel even more harshly towards Black Master in a few minutes.”Yes, Dani. Why don’t you introduce me to your father. You can do that,right?” I felt myself trembling, my knees going weak as my world started tocrash down around me. I didn’t even know Black Master’s name. How would Iintroduce him? We caught each others’ gaze and suddenly I understood. Shit.I started to stammer and stutter, uncertain of how to proceed. “Uhhh,Dad. This is……Black Master…” I said the words under my breath;mumbled, hoping they might not be heard. “Speak up, son. I can’tunderstand you!” My father tended to be a direct man. “This is BlackMaster…………” I didn’t know what else to say, could think of no otherway to explain it.My father looked perplexed. “No name, just Black Master? Sounds like a gangname to me…” Having been a cop, he felt he knew all about that kind ofthing. Black Master just smiled and answered him gruffly, butdirectly. “Black Master is all I permit your son to call me. It is morethan sufficient and more importantly, to my liking. And really, he’s notyour son anymore…… she’s your daughter. This is now how your `boy’dresses. And do you know why? Because I say so. I control every aspect ofhis life and he enthusiastically gave me that right. Just like he gave mehimself……” He allowed the sentence to trail off and I could just seethe glimmer of cognizance in Dad’s eyes as he began to realize just what Ihad become. I kept my eyes lowered; I couldn’t look him in the face.Black Master reached over and lifted up the frilly hem of mymini-skirt. “See how I keep your `boy’ in chastity now, Officer? Thatlittle white dick ain’t getting hard again unless I allow it. Turn aroundDani!” I did as ordered and felt him again pull up the hem of the skirt,this time exposing my naked lily-white globes with my girliest pinkbuttplug shoved up my hole. I felt a smack on my ass cheeks as Master madea production of the entire thing. “See how quick he moves to obey me? Justlike a jail-house bitch, this one is. He, or should I say she, gave it upso sweet, just like sugar. She couldn’t for wait for her Black Master to beinside her little pussy. Heh, heh……”I peeked upward and saw the look of incredulousness crossing my father’sface. It wasn’t everyday a man found out his heretofore straight son hadturned into a prissy, cock-sucking faggot eager to sexually please blackmen; all things considered, it could have gone worse.”You…… You sir, cannot do this. Daniel is my son and this, THIS is NOTgoing to happen.” He started to raise his voice and began to point afinger in Black Master’s direction. Not something Master takes kindlyto. In his calmest, but most dangerous sounding voice he spoke, cutting offmy father’s rambling words. “You will never point a finger at me again, oldman. You may have been a cop at one time, now…… well not so much. Thishas already happened. Take a look around you. Dani may still legally ownthis house, but it’s mine, understand? And don’t think for a minute thatshe didn’t want it. She makes my dinner, does my laundry, and pays for allmy shit. I turned this bitch out months ago and now she stars in movies onthe internet, making me cash. She sucks my dick…… your `boy’ hereswallows, old man. Heh, heh. She swallows so nice. Such a good girl… Andthat ass? What a sweet, sweet cunnyhole your boy got. You ought to see herbucking like a mare in heat when I’m giving it to her. I’ve bred thatshithole, probably three hundred times by now. Yeah, Dani wants this. Ifshe didn’t, I’d find another bitch, but Dani has been so accommodating,never putting up an argument. A real sissy for a real Black Master…”Black Master was staring at me as he finished his sentence and I was beetred, tears streaming down my face. I had never been more mortified in mylife, yet I couldn’t deny his claim that I had never resisted. Not truly,anyway. If I had strictly wanted out of our arrangement, I’m sure I couldhave, perhaps not without some awkwardness to my personal life, but nothingthat couldn’t have been overcome. But the truth was……I didn’t wantout. I was falling for Black Master, falling hard. I adored everythingabout him, every inch of his hard sculpted body.My father looked to be just shy of enraged, but he managed to keep hiscalm. “Well if you two queers want to suck and fuck each other, who thehell am I to stop you?” He looked me dead in the eye. “I hope you’repleased Daniel. pleased with your faggot nigger boyfriend……or whateverhe is.” He paused. “You will never tell your mother about this, is thatclear?”I swallowed hard and nodded, barely daring to look up at him. Imumbled. “Agreed.” Black Master took over the conversation again. He lookedmy father dead in the eye. “And you white man, will never again address meas `faggot’ or `queer’ or least of all `nigger’. Is that fucking clear? Ihate racists. Maybe I’ll let your little girl here pay for you calling me anigger. What do you say? I think I’ll take it out of her asstonight… Heh.”My father had turned white as a ghost as he realized that what he’d saidmeant that I was almost certainly going to get fucked extra hardtonight. Probably with the utmost brutality and cruelty Black Master couldmuster. I didn’t have the heart to let it be known to Dad that I would lovesuch a thing and might even have an assgasm while Black Master ****d me.My father turned stiffly. “I’m leaving. Don’t contact me again, other thanfor family emergencies. You two will not be welcome in our home. Youtwo……degenerates…” With that he left, slamming the door as he exitedthe house. I looked up at Black Master through tear stained eyelids and sawhim giving me a look of utter contempt and yet, I knew that in his way, hecared about me. Was it love? Perhaps, perhaps not. But in any event, I knewthat I was in for some rough manhandling tonight; I felt my tiny cockettedesperately trying to get hard, aroused by the thought, but finding nowhereto go in the hardened rubber prison enclosing it, trapping it like auseless worm.”How did you like your surprises, sissy? Not much fun, I’m sure, but bothnecessary to allow you to truly become the prissy faggot you want to be. Nomore secrets, at least from your father. And no more worrying about yourtiny fag clit anymore. Now you can focus on me, like a good little sissygirl…”He chuckled again, clearly enjoying my distress and the manner in which heheld me in sway. He grinned devilishly at me. “Well that shit made mehorny as hell! Get on down to the bedroom and get ready for Master,Dani. I’m gonna be bringing it full-on tonight, bitch.”With one final hard slap of his hand to my buttocks, I scurried down thehall, my desire deepening. I could almost feel the wanton need creepingthrough my guts, my very bowels in heat. I was about to become the happiestsissy on the face of the earth. I’m so lucky to have Black Master.Sissy MissyGets a Black Master — Questions And PerversionsI awoke the next morning, still reeling from the awfulness of telling my father that I waslittle more than a shemale piece of ass for a huge and hung black man whodominated my life. It was no doubt, a new direction for me and a new directionfor my relationship with Black Master. As for my father…well I guess his hatredof what and who I was, was simply his problem. I couldn’t keep dwelling on it.I was also sore after Black Master used me as his rightful bitch three times over nightand once more in the morning in the shower. He first used me mere minutes aftermy father had left. I had quickly slipped into a completely sheer yellownightie with the tiniest crotchless panties to match; it was one of Master’sfavorites. He had wasted little time with foreplay, pushing me face first ontoour bed and hurriedly jamming three lube-soaked fingers into my scorchingquimmy. I arched into his hand and he instantly replaced the worming digitswith his astounding man meat. “Yeah faggot. You want your Master don’t you? Huhsweetie? Here’s what you need bitch!” With that he stabbed hard into mysluthole and I yelped as his generous proportions filled my bowels, glidingslimily past my sphincter, into my colon and then into the deep membranes of myintestines. I could scarcely believe the depth of penetration he could achieve.He fucked me hard and fast, driving into me at different angles, hitting allthe right spots, for both of us. His hammering cock was really sending precisestrokes and rippling waves of sexual intensity all throughout my gaping sissy-opening.”Yeah you gonna get my fuck now bitch! Work on training that pussy to cum without youruseless fucking clitty!” Black Master was panting, gasping for breath as he plowedinto me relentlessly, like some kind of living jackhammer. “Later though. Rightnow, gotta get my nut. Gonna make you pay for your daddy’s fucking racism andsissyphobia! Gonna **** this fucking cunt! Oh shit sissy.Gotta………fucking…………grrrrrr………CUM! OHHH FUCK YEAH BITCH! TAKE MY FUCK! TAKE MYBREED YOU FUCKING PANSY! GODDAMMIT! OH FUCKING SHIT……SHIT!” He practicallybellowed the words; I was certain our neighbors could hear him, staking hisclaim to my ass. I was beyond caring, though…I felt him explode inside me, coating my shit chute with his scalding and gooey mansap. Ihad arched up into him again as he had plunged down and I could feel his entireman-package buried to the hilt in my pussy, his big, hairy balls mashed into myown much smaller, smoother orbs. I had been feeling very close to an orgasm,even though I couldn’t get hard, but Black Master was only looking for his owngratification at the moment. I would not begrudge him that. He was my master,my daddy, my lover. I felt him collapse on my back, his hard muscles covered insweat, breathing hard. “Jesus, faggot. That was so fucking good. Keep thatpussy ready; I’m gonna have it some more, just need a little shut eye.” I felthim roll off me, his softening prick slowly sliding out of my guts.He had me twice more while in bed. Once a couple hours later as I lay spooned in hisembrace; I awoke to his deep voice in my ear. “Wake up, sissy. Daddy wants somemore pussy…” And without waiting, he pushed back into me, grasping my waisthard with one strong muscled arm, forcefully pinching my nipples with thefingers of his other hand. We both groaned at his breaching of my previouslyused, still slimy ass ring, gasping contentedly as his success brought us bothimmense blis.This time he fucked me with a slower, more languid pace. Black Master seemed to take histime exploring my hole with every inch of his wickedly curved and veiny tool.He brought me to the brink again and again and he truly enjoyed my wriggling inhis hands, pushing back into him to meet every thrust. My sissy clitty wastrying to get hard, but the chastity tube kept it at bay. I soon found myselfenjoying the sex even more though, as I no longer had to think about thethrobbing ache in my boner, just the throbbing ache in my cunt hole. Soon, I screamed,and I mean SCREAMED, out an orgasm, as my steaming twat convulsed around BlackMaster’s thick daddy shaft. I could not believe how hard I came, gasping out mylove and devotion to my Master, the neighbors be damned. I was a sissy faggotand I didn’t care who knew it.Again I fell asleep in his arms. By 5am, Black Master was horny once more and so was I.He climbed on top of me, pushing my thighs wide apart. He captured my mouthwith his own and as I fell under the sway of his sexy kissing, he impaled mypussy hole for a third time. I arched up into him, moaning into his mouth forhim to take me hard. He obliged me and took us both to the pinnacle of fervent,passionate ecstasy, our bodies in complete harmony with one another. I felt hismuscled abs mashing my chastised dicklet between us. Again I experienced thesoaring rapture of a sissy assgasm, struggling beneath my Master, arching andaching and gasping and begging for him to fuck me deeper and harder. I did notwant for him to be gentle and he was not. I hit another peak of shattering delightand so did Black Master, both of us puffing out our orgasms as our lungsstruggled for breath, the ardor of the sex taking us off guard. His wordsechoed in my ears for days and weeks after as well. They had also taken us bothoff guard. As he gasped out his third hard cum of the night, he shouted out. “Fuck!Love this little sissy, this sweet, sexy bitch! Oh Jesus… Fuck…” Did heliterally mean he……loved me? Or he simply loved fucking me? It was hard totell.After I got up a few hours later, I found myself in the shower, soaping up when who shouldshow up sporting massive wood? I got to my knees to orally worship the man Ifelt I was beginning to fall for. I lovingly took him between my lips and theninto my mouth and eventually, all the way down my throat. He began to groan,but evidently did not want to nut down my gullet. He pulled me back up, spun mearound and took me forcefully against the wall of the cozy shower. Again, Ifelt my pussy clasping him, jealously claiming his nourishing man-milk as Isquealed out another sissygasm. I sometimes felt as though my asshole was likea little posterior mouth, just feeding on Black Master’s meat, working his steelyflesh until he fed me his delicious nectar…… All the while, I was astonished athis suddenly sometimes tender way with me, a newly found loving touch. I couldsee even in the dark of the bedroom, when we were facing each other……there wassomething in his gaze as our eyes would meet. It was fleeting perhaps, but Icould sense it nonetheless.Of courseit wasn’t all lovey-dovey per se, as he was still the boss and in charge andoverall still an extremely aggressive top, and we still performed on webcam,but there was no doubt in my mind that a change of sorts had come over him. Heseemed to spend less time out at the clubs, less time with his boys. More timewith me and more importantly, more time inside me. This was exactly where Iwanted him. Were we falling……in love? Was that even possible for two people inour unique……arrangement?Little did know my thoughts about the course of our coming together would be challengedover the coming weeks……”Sissy. Be wearing that sheer bra and panties underneath the schoolgirl outfit I pickedout, when I get there. You gonna be my slutty, prissy schoolgirl bitch. Andtonight, you’ll refer to me as `Daddy’ or `Black Daddy’. Use a high-pitchedvoice. The girlier, the better. Clear?””Yes, Black M… Daddy.” There was no doubt Black Master was not fucking around. I partlystill hated myself for becoming this mincing, prancing, lingerie-clad fairy butsomehow……it all felt so right when I was with Black Master. It felt right tohave him controlling every aspect of my life. And it felt so right when he wasinside me, using my throat and breeding my pussy hole. I could not stop myselffrom succumbing to his words, his power……his maleness.I slipped on the ridiculously dainty bra and panties that Daddy expected me to wear oncam tonight. They were red, bright Valentine red, with delicate little rosesall over the design. I thought the bra was the sheerest thing I had ever seenand the panties amazingly tiny, barely there at all. I soon found the set alsoincluded a sexy petticoat as well, so I slipped this on as well. I looked atmyself in the mirror and felt myself turning beet red as I saw a pretty girlstaring back at me. How had things come to this? I watched myself as Icontinued dressing, dressing to please the dominant black man who nowcontrolled me and had taken me as, essentially, his sexual slave. I shuddered abit, but moved onto putting on the super sexy red and forest green plaidschoolgirl outfit I had purchased from the Victoria’s Secret store some monthsago. I couldn’t believe how……hot I looked. Jesus.I wondered just how horny Black Master was tonight. I soon found out. The familiarthumping of the base in his car cascaded over the neighborhood. I think all ofmy neighbors hated him and his car, but they were all too afraid of him tocomplain. I quickly settled my tush down on my sissy chair, loving the feelingas the dildo sank into my rectum. God that felt good! Less than ten secondslater Black Master swung open the door and I could see he had another sissy intow behind him, some blond bitch, also dressed like a schoolgirl.”This isSissy Briana. She belongs to one of my bros in the hood. You two girls aregoing to entertain me tonight. Each of you get in the bathroom and makeyourself nice and fucking clean. Ready for some deep tonguing action? Cause youtwo faggots are going to be slurping my jizz out of each other’s pussiestonight, then do some oral cum-swapping. Gonna make for some sloppy, nasty fun!Heh, heh, heh…”The grin he gave me was un earable and I knew there was no way out of this………

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