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QUEEN OF SPADES
The Legend of Geraldinetg
By; CY-Black

The last few months were not easy for Gerald. First, his wife leaves him for a black charismatic lawyer named, Clarence T. K. Johnston. Together they successfully and legally fleece the 35-year-old of his home, his Mercedes, and especially his bank account. By the time the dust cleared, Gerald had little more than the clothes on his back. He was the laughingstock of the town and wondered if he should’ve taken Johnston up on his offer to join his wife between his legs and become his cuckold bitch. Thankfully a distant relative heard of his situation and invited him to Atlantic City for work at one of the casinos. Gerald hated leaving his hometown but sadly concluded there was nothing left for him but misery and painful memories.
The first few weeks he worked with the cleaning crew, which was a job far below his standards, but he just needed time away from the madness and restore his confidence to move on. He was elated when his family member offered him a job at the bar of a hotel performance hall. Gerald jumped at the chance.
The first night at the bar he met Li’l Bit. She was no taller than five feet one, with a thick curvy body, large breast, and a humongous ass. Her rich dark chocolate brown skin contrasted nicely with her greenish eyes, long thick dreadlocks, and an exotically beautiful Nubian face which reflected her Brazilian heritage. Although Li’l Bit had been in American for over 30 years, she continued to speak with her native accent because the excitation is caused by men, and with the attention of men comes opportunity. She saw Gerald and immediately knew there was a lot more to him than what could be seen superficially. Li’l Bit might’ve been little but feisty as they come. She was always one to speak her mind with customers at the bar as she severed them. This became evident when Gerald inadvertently spilled a drink on a local goodfella named Ringo.
“Sorry sit, oh dear, sorry!” Gerald cried.
“That much is evident stupid-ass. What the fuck’s wrong with you, huh!”
“Sir, I’m so sorry, I didn’t see you.” Gerald pleaded.
“Shut the fuck up brainless fuck. Do you know how much this suit runs; I outa put my foot up your pathetic ass, but you’d probably enjoy that shit. This suit probably cost more than anything you own…ya pissy little shit stain.” Ringo snapped.
Gerald attempt to wipe the stain from the irate man’s suit, when one of his henchmen snatched and squeezed his hand and suddenly the blonde was on her knees as she cried out in pain.
“Okay tough guy let him go.” A confident voice called out.
Ringo did a double-take, then smiled at the sight of the short but well-built woman as she approached.
“Hey Li’l Bit, your joint must be doing pretty bad to hire a piece shit like this. Look at my suit for god’s sake?”
“He apologized, he’s new here and everyone makes mistakes.” Li’l Bit fired back.
“Sometimes, sorry just ain’t enough.” The stoically tall, stone-faced Italian man countered.
So, what’ cha gonna do huh Ringo, trash, and wack the man because he messed up your suit? Come on baby, I’ve known you for a long time and the one thing I’ve always admired about you is how you handle your business. A tiger never hunts a mouse, the meal’s not worthy of the time and energy it would take to catch and kill it. Look around you babe, check out all the witnesses with eyes on you as you’re threatening to hurt this no-count. So, I ask again, is he really worth it? Come on daddy…let ‘em go.” She stated seductively as she stroked the angry man’s arm.
A slow smile grew on his face as her speech seemed to restore a balance within him. He nodded to his henchmen who immediately released Gerald’s hand.
“I don’t know what it is about you girl, but you always seem to be able to get to me. You’re right, it is just a suit, but I do demand compensation for his fuck up.’ The tall gangster declared.
“Name it,” Li’ Bit asked.
“Perhaps you can spend some time after you get off tonight. You know the suit.”
“You don’t need to bribe me to make that happen, daddy.” She replied in a hushed tone.
“I know, but I like to put the squeeze on you, considering what you do for me. It’s a date then?”
“On one condition, I’m in the mood for champagne and lobster.”
“It’ll be waiting for you missy.” Ringo stated as he and his men walked back out of the casino.
“Are you okay?” Li’l Bit asked the shaken man as she assisted him back on his feet.
‘I…I guess so, god my hand is throbbing.” Gerald whined.
“Be thankful that’s the only thing. Ringo is one of the meanest New York Goodfellas that passes through here. believe me, if I hadn’t shown up when I did, you’d be sucking in your last breath at the bottom of a fountain.”
“But I apologized.”
“And…forget it Gerald, come with me. Let’s see if I can find you a job where you don’t get your ass killed.
The spot she chose was way down at the far end of the bar. Gerald learned that the owners had an agreement with the town that no other casino would be built within one block of it, however, money changes everything, and when enough money poured in the ordinance and agree was canceled and an even larger casino was built across the street. This left the owners with a massive casino and a 3rd of their prospective customers lost to competition. This section of the bar was usually reserved for private parties which left Gerald cleaning tables and handling the minor chores throughout the bar. Even when popular artists performed there, he was little more than a busboy which wasn’t as wretched as cleaning toilets but nothing to brag about. After a week, Gerald was ready to quit when on a rainy night a large powerfully built man strolled into her area.
“Hello” He stated as their eyes met.
“Helmo…uh, I meant hell-ope.” Gerald simply lowered his head as he accepted the fact this man’s mere presence humbled and shame his fragile manhood. He quickly refocused his consciousness, summoned his energy, gathered himself as he approached his customer.
“Excuse me, how are you tonight?”
“Lousy, give me a rum and coke with a twist of lime.” The man ordered.
“He’s magnificent,” Gerald thought. “A real man.” Even with a suit jacket on, his shoulders were broad with well-rounded deltoids, which curved into his triceps which stretched the fabric of his suit jacket. His smile was rich yet almost looked like an angry grimace. His dark pecan colored skin glistened, once bathed under the dimly lit area. His hands were enormous, one was large enough to wrap around his throat and choke him to death. He had no choice but to conclude a man so naturally large would no doubt also possess a…
“Hey man, wake the fuck up, I ordered my drink already, what the fuck are you waiting for?” The man snapped.
“Oh…man, hey I’m sorry, rum & coke, yes…right away.” Gerald dashed away as he cursed himself for being so weak to his inner-thoughts. He nervously fidgeted about as he tried to refocus his thoughts when his only customer barked.
“Hey, you new here?”
“Fair…fairly sir.”
“Well, relax, I’m not here to hurt you, I’m here to give you some business, now settle down and make my drink…get it done.” He stated.
There was something this man’s voice, perhaps his strength of character, his authoritative persona, his sheer manly presence along with his disarming smile somehow gave Gerald confidence and in seconds he relaxed, made the drink and handed it to his lone customer who immediately sipped it the moment he received it into his hands. He glanced down at the clear and now empty shot glass then at his bartender. “That’s a damn good drink. You see how easy that was?”
“Yes…yes sir,” Gerald answered with humility as he tried to look away for fear the man might become aware of fascination with him and the fact that he was awestruck by his presence.
“You must be a real fuck up, for them to put you way down here at the end of the bar. What’d you do?”
“I uh, I uh, spilled a drink on a customer.
“Well, everybody makes mistakes. To tell you the truth, I had some real fuck ups myself, in fact, that’s why I’ here, so let’s just call this the fuck-up section.” He chuckled as he slammed the glass down on the bar. “Fill that shit up again…please.”
“Yes sir.”
“Whatever it is, I’m sure things will work out for you sir,” Gerald stated.
“And how in the fuck do you know this; are you some kind of fortune-teller?”
“Uh…why no sir, I was just saying…”
“Never mind, tell me, shaky little person, how’d you wind up in a place like this?”
“It’s a long story, sir.”
“I got time and you ain’t goin no place so spill it.” The man ordered.
“Well my…my wife of almost fifteen years, left me for another man and then wiped out my earnings, and took just about.” I can’t speak any more about it.” Gerald choked.
“It seems we share a little something between us…what’s your name?”
“Gerald, sir, and yours?”
“Just call me Mister Black. Yeah, I am going through a loss myself. I just visited my wife of thirty-two years in the hospital…Alzheimer’s. It started in her fifties. I ignored it, for the most part, then one day she wandered out of the house and got hit by a car. For the last six months she’s been on a respirator, barely knows who the fuck I am…ain’t that a bitch. She was the Bonnie, to my Clyde, my ride or die, my every fucking thing and now…now it’s only a matter of time before she checks out.” He concluded, downed his drink, and raised the glass. “Fill it up again.” He ordered.
“I’m very sorry sir,” Gerald stated calmly.
“Sorry for what, it’s fucking life and I don’t need your goddamn sympathy.” He barked, then he focused his attention on his bartender. “Tell me something, this guy who stole your woman, was he black?”
“Uh, well…yes…sir.”
“Hah, I knew it. Never underestimate the power of black cock.” He laughed. “So, he turned your wife’s pussy for black cock, huh, yeah well, I’m not surprised. Is your wife pretty?”
“Yes”
“Did you guys have k**s?”
“We tried but no, I guess that’s when things began to change between us.” Gerald lamented.
“Hmm, I see. So, without the possibility of motherhood, she turned her attention to sex, and from the looks of you, you probably couldn’t hang. Honestly speaking, don’t look like you’re packing much, so once she had a big ole black cock in her, she was hooked. Did she cuckold you.”
“Uh…excuses me sir, but that’s a little personal, don’t you think?” Gerald fired back quickly.
“Say what…the fact that you became defensive being asked whether you enjoyed watching a superior man fuck your wife, tells me all I need to know and I take it that as a yes.” The man fired back.
“Oh dear, I don’t like where this conversation is going.”
The large man stood up and displayed a large bulge in his pants as he stated. “Don’t worry sissy, it happens all the time. I had me a little vanilla hottie a few years back. I used to traumatize, drill, and fill it with all my hot white load and her cock loving hubby would clean me off every time.”
Gerald’s heart felt as though it were stuck in his throat as he listened to this manly man strip his manhood away with the ease of a monkey peeling back the skin on a banana. He wanted to challenge these accusations, but stunned by truth, and fear of this powerful person prevented himself to answer the call which only validated the bold man’s indictment.
“Your silence tells me; I’m hitting bull’s eyes on you sissy. So, when did you realize you were a sissy for black cock boy?”
“I…I really wish we could change the subject…sir.” Gerald pleaded.
“Since you’re too chicken shit to confess yourself to me, I’ll confess myself to you. At nineteen, I was arrested for possession of cocaine with the intension to sell. I did three years. While I was locked away, I’m good with my hands so no one fucked with me. This guy owed me some money on the fight we bet on and he didn’t have enough to pay me the cash, so he gave me four cartons of Newport cigarettes, and a cute little sissy, called herself Pinky. At first, I wasn’t interested in that shit. I told the guy fuck to just give me the cigarettes, hold the sissy, and pay the rest of the money later. He sent that bitch to me anyway. She was cute. Nice full-pink lips, her body was pretty hot, tight booty but as I said, I wasn’t ready for no shit like that, so I told him to step. This little bitch told me she’d give me the best blow job I’ve ever had, and bragged she’d make me cum in 5-minutes. Hell, I considered it a challenge. So, I told her that if my dick was pumping cum down her throat in 5-minutes, she’d be going to the prison emergency ward.” He chuckled as if to himself and then declared. “I came in two minutes. Then this bitch had the audacity to challenge me again. This time she said her ass was so sweet I’d blow my load in 10-minutes. I took the challenge and blew my load in that ass in less than 7. After a while, it just got to be routine. That was one sweet piece of ass on that white-bred. When I got out of prison, I met my wife. She was my rock. She taught me how to read, write and after a while, I got my GED, went to college, and got my BA in economics and accounting. I tried to get a job on Wall Street, but politics and racial red-tape bullshit kept getting in the way, so I tried a new angle. I became an accountant for local dealers, number runners, and muthafuckas like that. I made enough money to buy one home, then two. I flipped those homes and made good enough money to open my own real estate company and made a lot of money. I owe most of my success to my wife, but of all the things she gave me, there was always just an area she couldn’t satisfy and that was my deep inner craving for sissy pussy and especially white-bred sissy-pussy.
His pearly white teeth and broad smile shined under the floodlights as he spoke. “I’ve fucked so many I can spot them a mile away. When I catch a little sissy pixy like you, I blow their sissy pussies wide open. I spotted you from all the way down at the other side of the bar. So, there you have it fagboi. I could use a little sissy affection right now.” He boldly stated.
“Oh, oh damn, listen I think I need to check-in, I’ll be right…” Gerald declared and started to walk away.
“Don’t you run away from me sissy. I’m not through with you just yet. His powerfully deep baritone voice of authority stopped Gerald in his tracks.
“I know you’re scared but you got’s to know. You can run from me, but you can’t run from yourself.” With that said, he downed his drink then stood up again.
Gerald’s throat clicked as he saw this powerfully masculine man which was everything he was not, as he walked around and stood just behind the edge and at the very end of the bar. He waved his large dark finger at Gerald to come close and one he did, he leaned forward. “You look like you could use a good face fucking, assume the position sissy bitch.”
Sir, please this is my job…”
“Right…this is…your job, get to work.” Bomani Black barked, placed his large hand on Gerald’s shoulder and forced him down to his knees. He reluctantly extended his hand and stroked the huge sex tool beneath the large man’s pants.
Suddenly Bomani’s hand swung down and slapped the crown of Gerald’s head. Let’s go bitch, you’re on the clock and you got a job to do…get it done.”
As Gerald opened the man’s pants the hot, funky sweet odor of the big man filled his nostrils and caused them to twitch. He gasped loudly as he came head to head with a cock even larger than the one that fucked his wife and he sucked clean after he ejaculated in her pussy.
“Ouch,” Gerald cried as the large hand slapped the side of his face.
“Stop wasting my time pussy, get it done.” The man growled.
Gerald stretched his mouth open wide and slid the king-size tool inside. Although his mind spun like a top, his own clitty was rock-hard and betrayed any excuse he could use to justify his action. He tasted the man’s salty thick precum in his mouth, as well as the subtle pulsation that reverberated in his oral cavity.
“Yeah, that’s it, sissy, suck daddies big dick. That’s it, swallow that shit, come on now. Nurse on that shit. Don’t worry, ain’t nobody coming, so just suck that muthafucka, yeah.” Bomani stated, grasped Gerald’s blonde hair and face fucked him until the back of his head hit the bar.
Bomani spoke in hush-tones as he cheered on his reluctant cock sucker. “Suck that shit bitch, hmmm, your mouth feels so good around my cock, yeah, you’re about to get it…oooh yeah, you’re about to… shit…fuck yeah, ooooh drink that shit down your throat.” Bomani groaned as he felt his cock vomit a massively thick and bitter load of cum into Gerald’s warm mouth and which was immediately swallowed. He closed his eyes as he relished the warm moist mouth which continued to smooch about his hard cock. His eyes open as he heard Li’l Bit approach.
“Hey Bomani, have you seen my bartender?”
“Yeah, I think he went to the kitchen.” The large-framed, the well-built man answered.
“Okay,’ Li’l Bit answered as she noticed someone at Bomani’s feet.
“Okay Gerald, I can see you, so you may as well stand up,” she ordered as she placed her hands on her hips.
With a sheepish look on his face, Gerald climbed to his feet.
“I had a feeling there was a lot of bitch in you. Looks like you can’t stay out of trouble can you slut.’ Li’l Bit charged.
“No ma’am, it’s not what it seems.” The embarrassed bartender replied.
“Oh, and I suppose that’s milk running down your chin.”
Gerald quickly rubbed his chin and felt the slimy fuck juice on his and quickly wiped it away.
“Looks like you found another sissy to play with Bomani Black.” Li’l Bit remarked.
“You know how I do bitch.” Bomani countered.
“Well, keep in mind she works for me. I just wish I could’ve been down there with her, but you know I’m dedicated to my work. So, do you plan on breeding her?”
Gerald was in shock as he listened. They were literally discussing him like a woman, to be fucked by this exceptionally dominant man. He was sacred to for sure but on many levels, it also excited him.
Bomani pulled out his wallet, took out two one-hundred-dollar bills, and passed it to the short woman. “You got any barmaid’s outfit she could fit?”
“Yes, we have something that will fit him…I mean her well enough. what about makeup?”
“Yeah, make her ass look cute for her new daddy. I’ll be upstairs let me know when you’re on the way. Here’s my door key, I’ll be there around 11 pm.”
Later that night, Gerald nervously stood in front of a bathroom mirror, as the diminutive Black woman applied makeup to her face.
Li’l Bit took note of her worker’s anxiety and addressed it. “You’re really nervous, aren’t you?”
“Yes, very nervous. Li’l Bit, I don’t know if I can go through with this. I don’t think I’m ready.” Gerald complained.
“I understand, I was nervous when he chose me as well.”
“Chose you?”
“Yes, Bomani took me off the Harlem streets and introduced me to a whole new way of life. You should be honored.” The older woman declared.
“So, he does this all the time?” Gerald asked in shock.
“I guess you at least deserve to know exactly what you’ve gotten yourself into. The man who chose you, is Bomani Black, a 1st class Bitchmaker. Allow me to elaborate. He is a man so dominant, so masculine, so strong and authoritative, that any guy or girl in his presence who has a strong feminine side, will feel diminished to the point that they are literally seduced into giving up their masculine side and submitting themselves to this man for his sexual leisure.”
“Oh my god, is that what’s happening to me?” Gerald asked.
“I’m afraid so sissy.” She replied.
“But he’s so big, I don’t think I can take all of him.”
“You make it sound like you have a choice, you don’t. besides you’re not taking him, darling, he’s taking you.” Li’l Bit remarked.
“Suppose I can’t handle him?” Gerald whined fearfully.
Li’l Bit chuckled at the naive young neophyte cock lover and shook her head as she spoke. “There’s so much you need to learn sweetie. Years ago, I was a thug on Harlem streets, stealing, addicted to crack, selling my body on a tour of every jail cell in and around NYC. One night I was on the stroll when he called me over to his Mercedes, I spent the night with him and in that night my entire life changed. One year later, he paid for my surgeries, hormone treatments, I got off crack and instead got addicted to his black bazooka. He even got me a job here. I owe everything to that man. You see, he’s not just some booty bandit looking to get off on a femboi. You’re dealing with a Bitchmaker, who is highly skilled at teaching us fem-girls how to become a certified bitch.”
As she glanced down and watched the older woman give her a quick pedicure and manicure, then painted finger and toenails with a hot red nail polish which contrasted beautifully with her olive skin tone. Gerald asked. “Will there be pain?”
“Hell yeah, they’ll be a lot of pain but here’s the trick. Stop thinking about what he’s going to do to you and concentrate more on how much you desire to please him.
Li’l Bit stepped back to admire the newly transformed sissy, then nodded her head in approval. “My, my, don’t you look hot. Looks like you’re all ready for daddy.”
“Wait, Li’l Bit, what happened, why aren’t you two still together.
“In a way, we’re still together. I’m with someone right now, but believe me, darling, if the Black Lion calls, I am there. Don’t try to lay claim to him. it’s in his nature to breed and seed any sissy he finds worthy. At any rate. Take this.”
Gerald look curiously at the enema as she took it from her boss.
“What am I going to do with this?”
“You need to clean your sissy pussy for your daddy sugar. It’s bad ethics to soil your daddy and one last thing.” Little bit held out her hand and dropped several pills into the confused blonde’s hand. Take this right now.”
“What are they?” Gerald asked.
“Oh, just a little something to help you relax. With that I wish you well darling and remember, surrender completely to him, then again, after five minutes of training, I promise. Say goodbye to the old you and welcome to the first day of the rest of your as a life as a sissy-bitch.
Once Li’l Bit left the room the frightened new barmaid raced over to the mirror and gazed in shock at the person wearing a white ‘Angel Diva’ uniform similar to the other barmaids which featured a white dress with a deep neckline, silver crisscross straps, thick shoulder straps, which d****d her skirt with high front slits, that matched her waist cincher the silver piping details and a front zipper closure, along with feathery white wings. The pretty sissy in the mirror made the young femguy smile even if only for a moment, until the thought of the man who Li’l Bit said would take ownership of her came to her mind.”
The sound of a key in the door made her heart race and, in a panic, and locked the bathroom door.
She stood with her back to the door as her heart raced a mile a minute.
“Hey sissy, get your ass out here…now!” He barked, then waited a moment before he called again. “Sissy, I know you’re here and I know you can hear me so listen carefully to what I have to say.” As he spoke, he loosened and slid his necktie from his dress shirt, then pulled off his suit jacket and tossed it on the floor. “I know you’re nervous, and I know you’re probably afraid, that’s understandable but you need to know something right now. “I know what you are, I know who you are, more importantly, I know what you desire. I’ve seen your dreams, I know what’s in your heart, your fantasies because the energy of your thoughts has called to me. I can walk out this door right now and you’d never see me again but ask yourself, sissy. Is that what you really want?
He unbuckled his belt, poured himself a shot of Grey Goose vodka, fired up a long herb laced blunt cigar, then took a seat on the sofa. A broad devious smile grew on his face as the bathroom door slowly opened and a long smooth, leg wearing a white fishnet stocking extended from the doorway. The well-built man glanced over at the door and saw the side view of the sexy sissy and realized she was teasing him and that not only caught his interests but had his cock stiff and extend against the fabric of his pants. He watches as the hot sexy fem, stepped into the living room shielded behind the feather wings, which prevented him from getting a full view of her.
Just as he rose from his seat, she dashed back into the bathroom and seconds later, a hand extended from the bathroom holding a white fishnet stocking, the hand released the stocking, a few seconds later, the other stocking was tossed from the bathroom, followed by a bare leg with nicely pained red nail polish. Suddenly, she dashed into the room, hidden by the large wings. She stopped in the center of the room, then spun around and she shook her ass from left to right at her audience of one. Her head spun around, and she gave him a quick wink. She danced about the room seductively as the powerfully built man openly massaged his manhood which now formed a large tent pole in his pants.
Bomani’s eyes grew large as the hot sissy waltzed over to him, stopped a few feet in front of him. She lowered the wings slowly, then raised her foot to massage her new daddy’s cock which remained imprisoned in its fabric cell.
As she backed away, Black slammed his hand into the sofa cushion and growled. “That’s it.” He jumped to his feet, stormed over, snatched her wings from her hands and tossed them away. He then snatched Geraldinetg into his arms and kissed her with a passion that surprised even himself.
“You’re a naughty little slut. For someone who was so shy and afraid, you sure have a lot of shit with you. Okay, you got me hot, now let’s see if you can follow through. You know where to start don’t you sissy. Assume the position.” He barked and almost instinctively, the hot blonde dropped to her knees, and removed his socks and shoes, followed by his pants and long briefs.
In fear, Geraldinetg stumbled back and fell on her ass, then looked up at the powerful alpha Black Lion.

Bomani growled menacingly as he literally ripped his white dress-shirt open and the buttons flew into the air. The sight of his massively large, dark pecan brown chest that glowed in the dimly lit room. His big hands clenched and ready for action.
“Kiss my feet and show daddy how much you honor him.”
Geraldinetg crawled on her hands and knees, raised up, took hold of her new daddy’s hard flesh spear and immediately slid it into her mouth.
“Ah yeah, you’re a fucking nasty slut.” He growled then grabbed and pulled her head down onto his Jurassic cock. “You think you can just get daddy all hot, and I’ll melt in your arms. Shit, you gosta know, all you’ve done is bring out the b**st in me.” With that said, he face-fucked Geraldinetg at a frantic pace. By the time he finished, she collapsed down on all-fours as she coughed and tried to catch her breath. Then he stepped forward and slid his ebony tower and covered her face in a precum. “Suck on them nuts slut, make love to them.” Bomani ordered.
The new barmaid gave in to her lust for her new daddy as she kissed and licked down to his large dark feet and then back up his legs and attacked his cock furiously.
“Ohshityeah!, down the hatch bitch!” He snarled as his cock flexed and sprayed a copious load of cum into his new slave’s mouth and down to her stomach. He snatched her back on her feet, then tied her hands with his belt. “You got me hot as hell, and now you’re gonna pay sissy. When I’m finished with you, you’re gonna be all the way bitch.”
“Wha…what are you going to do to me?” She asked nervously.
“He kissed her on her forehead as he snickered. “Let’s find out.”
He forced Geraldinetg down to her knees, lifted the sofa cushion, and shoved her head beneath it. He strode across the room, slid his hand into a plastic bag, and removed a package of large rubber bands. He then stretched one rubber band between his fingers, folded his finger which flung the band forward and watched it pop against the raw fleshly ass cheeks of his slave’s ass cheek. The powerfully built black man continued to pop the rubber band against Geraldinetg’s ass until he heard her whimpering. He then tossed away the band and slapped his large heavy hands down on her ass until they glowed a beet-like red.
“Are going run from daddy again bitch, huh!”
“No, daddy no!” Her cries were muffled by the cushion, but he could clearly hear her. He collapsed down on one knee, spread her ass cheeks and tongue fucked her tight sphincter. Geraldinetg attempted to squirm away, but the Black Lion would have none of it. He wrapped his arms around her hips, locked her in place, and ate her hot ass raw. Her body shivered. Tears intermingled with the sweat that ran down her face and her girly clitty flexed from the hot clitty juice that fired and dripped about her belly. She was curious when she felt a numbing sensation about her hot pink sphincter and wondered if her new daddy had used his tongue to lace her sissy pussy with cocaine. She screamed in fear as she felt the massive uncut head pierce her entrance and slowly drove inside her. Inch after inch Bomani’s huge, hard, vascular fuck tool bored down inside his fuckdoll’s sissy pussy. He raised his arms and placed them behind his head to reveal his magnificent well-defined musculature. He then displayed his dexterity and limberness, as he rose up on his toes, arched his back, then used his hard quadriceps, and large, muscularly thick buttocks to thrust into Geraldinetg at unpredictable angles until once again her clitty splattered a second spray of her love nectar beneath her helpless body.
Bomani snatched the cushion and tossed it away, then reached down, yanked his slave up by her hair, spun her head around and kissed her so passionately that her knees buckled. He forced her to walk as he fucked her across the room. With each step she took, he rammed her from behind and practically lifted her off her feet.
When they reached a wall, he stated with authority. “When I lift you up, place your feet against the wall. Do you understand me bitch?”
“Yes…aarrgghh…yes daddy, ohgod you’re destroying my…my pussy!” She cried.
“Yes, that’s right you filthy slut,” he spoke as he licked and bit her ear, “you cock-hungry strumpet, your black Nubian god is gonna fuck all your brains out.” He growled and then commenced to do just that. With her open-toe high-heels trapped against the wall, Geraldinetg felt herself losing consciousness as the dark knight pounded and thrust his black spear into the very depths of her love canal and bounced against her internal organs.
He pulled his hapless fuckdoll from the wall and carried her like caveman back across the room and eventually into the bedroom where he placed her back on her feet.
“Assume the position cumdump bitch and the cock drunk sissy dropped to her knees and attacked his hard member with a passion she never knew she had. After a while, the black brutish man dick slapped his slave until her face was a slimy mess. Then he joyfully smeared the fuck juice about her face and hair.
“Now, the world will know you belong to me nasty bitch.” He spun her around, unbuckled the belt and released her hands. “Lay down on the bed.” He ordered.
He quickly snuggled close to her, lifted her legs, and stabbed his spear back inside her gaping hole. He fucked his nicely tanned victim at a frightening pace. He cradled and lifted her body with the easy of lifting a large stuffed a****l.
“Oh daddy, oooohgodda…daddy, daddy, please give me your cum, give me your sperm, give it to me…fuck me like a bitch, fuck me like a whore, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!” Geraldinetg screamed as her body rocked violently from the intense dick-down.
“Hmmm, that’s what I’m talkin bout bitch, you want my sperm huh…you want daddy’s baby-making batter inside your sissy pussy slut, well your gonna get it, and your gonna get it right now, now…now…noooow bitch…YEAAAAH, AARRGGGRRRHHH…AHHH YEAH!” Bomani’s powerfully deep voice yelled as his cock erupted and sent his hot white sperm out of his enormous cock and splattered his Geraldinetg’s tight traumatized anal walls.
As they snuggled in the bed, the couple spoke about their passed and what lied ahead for them in the future. Bomani a true Bitchmaker freely admitted to his new sex slave that he hadn’t been so turned on in years and reasoned he had an idea that might make them both some good money.
One year later.
Bomani sat at a large table inside the casino along with a group of several well-dressed men. The mood of the table was festive and jovial as they enjoyed the sexy dancers that dashed about the club. Then the lights were dimmed even darker and a loud voice boomed about the room.
“Ladies and gentlemen and everyone in between, we proudly present tonight’s entertainment, please put your hands together for Lady…Geraldinetg, the Queen of Spades.
The audience filled with a vast majority of men rose to their feet and applauded as an elegant figure seductively waltz about the stage wearing a black punk corset with black thigh high open toe boots and shielded behind a pair of large feathery black Wings. By the time she finished, most of the men shamelessly stood with not a conscious of the tent poles in their pants as they cheered and showered her with applause and bills.
Later that night, Geraldinetg entered her dressing room to see, her master, her Black Lion with arms folded behind his back.
“Hi daddy, she cooed as she dashed up to him and threw her arms around the strong black man and they shared a deep passionate kiss.
“Assume the position pussy.” He ordered and right on cue, she dropped to his feet and began to service his huge black cock.
“Hmmm, you suck my cock today just as good as the first-time slut.” He laughed and then showered her with several hundred-dollar bills.
“You’ve earned me a lot of money slut, and we’re about to make a whole lot more. You should thank your ex-wife and her black daddy for turning you out so I could find you. I got a special treat for you freak.”
Geraldinetg pulled the massive cock from her mouth and asked, “What is it, daddy?”
“I want you to meet the investors that’s gonna pay for your tour from Atlantic City to Vegas. Come on out fellas.”
Geraldinetg nearly sprained her neck as she saw four large dark brown-black men along with an equally large darkly tanned man wearing a full-beard who looked to be of Italian heritage.
“Oh daddy, is all that…for me?” She asked meekly.
“Yes slut, they are your new boss daddies. I’m gonna let them play with you for a while and when they’re finished.” His face took on an almost sinister expression as he said emphatically.
Your ass…is…mine.”
Geraldinetg wrapped her arms around her daddy’s muscular thighs and cried. “I love you daddy; you treat your slut so good.”
“Hah, yes now I share you with the world bitch. These brothers will keep you rolling in green cheese, but you will always…always belong to me for I am your…
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