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Chapter One

My name used to be Kristy. Now everyone calls me whore, slut, or anything else they want to. It all started at a frat party about two months ago. I'm a freshman at a big southern college, I won't name it, because I don't want anyone to find out who I am. Anyway, I was at this party and I had a little too much to drink. I'm always getting into trouble when I drink too much. I was there to check out guys and maybe get laid. There were some nice looking guys there and I was talking a few up. I was dressed to get some attention, wearing a tight white blouse that showed off my black bra and my big DD boobs. They get a lot of attention on their own but they were barely concealed with the buttons threatening to pop open at any minute. I also wore a very short skirt that when I happened to bend over showed my pretty black panties. All of this was topped off with thigh high stockings and heels. I was a gangbang waiting to happen.

A few of the guys I was talking too were ready to find a place to get some alone time, but they didn't attract me. To tell you the truth, I'm not sure what I was looking for. But I soon found it, or better yet, it found me. I was headed to find a restroom when I happened into a bedroom of the frat house. It was dark and I couldn't see where I was going. When suddenly a voice calls out.

"Where you going girl?"

I was startled. I couldn't see who was talking to me. "I'm looking to find a bathroom."

I told me it was over by the far wall. So I went inside and relieved myself. When I came out, I still couldn't see where I was going or who had talked to me. So I made my way back to the door I'd entered from. That's when his hands came around me from the behand. He was much taller than my 5'2" frame. His hands were big and strong and he pulled me into his arms. I could hardly get away, as if I wanted to and I didn't. I could feel his hands grope my breasts and feel the bulge pressing into my soft ass. It seemed pretty large and very hard.

"You've got a smoking body girl. Where you been all night?"

"Looking for you big fella." I teased.

I was grinding my ass back against his big bulge. His hand had slipped into my blouse and was cupping my breast as he leaned in and kissed the back of my neck. Chills went through my body and straight to my nipples and clit. The alcohol had already primed my pump but this stranger had me ready to tip over the edge. He started to unbutton my blouse. He was still behind me and I hadn't yet seen who he was. The mystery was part of thrill. When he finished with my buttons. I slipped it off and let it fall to the ground. He still had a hand in my bra squeezing my taut nipple while the other released the clasp of my bra. I let it fall to the ground. My arms went back over my head and I pulled him into my neck again. He kissed me gently at first then harder. His hands cupping both my breasts now, teasing my nipples.

I turned and knelt down and fumbled with his belt, unbuckling it. Then the snap of his jeans and zipper. I pealed down his jeans and reached into his briefs. What I found was a monster sized cock, all hard and wet with pre-cum. I still couldn't see it or the stranger but I leaned in and licked the tip with my tongue. I tasted the salty goodness of his seed. My hands wrapped around his cock. I say wrapped but they couldn't go all the way around it because it was so thick. I took the meaty head into my warm mouth and swirled my tongue around it. My mouth watered to have such a fine specimen in it. I started to bob my head up and down, wetting the shaft with my mouth. I love giving head. It's one of my favorite things. Especially when it's as magnificent as this one in my mouth. It makes me feel so submissive and slutty.

I was stroking his cock with one hand while my lips went up and down the length. I reached down between my thighs, lifting my skirt and slipped my hand into my wet panties. I swirled my finger between my folds, feeling my wetness as I sucked this stranger's cock. I was trying to push this giant cock down my throat and I gagged at first. His meaty head bumping into the back of my throat made my saliva flow and my eyes water. My wet fingers went to my engorged clit as I fingered myself while throating this monster cock. I was in slut heaven. I moaned around his thick shaft as my first orgasm ripped through me. I took his cock out and rubbed it over my warm face, smearing my saliva over my cheeks.

He grabbed me by the hair and forced his cock back into my mouth. I moaned and obediently began sucking his cock again. My lips tightening around his shaft as my tongue laved his veiny cock. I cupped his balls as he began to throat fuck me. All I could do was gurgle as his thick cock pressed into the back of my throat over and over again. He was taking me now with force and was loving it. I've always had the power of having a tempting body and guys willing to do anything to get it, but this stranger knew I would do anything to get his giant cock. So there I was. On my knees in the dark letting a perfect stranger throat fuck me. When he thought he'd had enough he pulled his cock out and slapped my face with it.

"Get on your hands and knees on the bed." He barked.

"Yes Sir." I don't know where the sir came from. I guess I was feeling very submissive.

I obediently climbed onto the bed and presented my sopping wet pussy and ass for this stranger. At this point I didn't care which hole he chose. I was whimpering with anticipation and wiggling my sex at him. He reached and ripped my delicate panties off. Then I felt the hardness of his cock against my wet folds. I felt a shudder go through my body. Honestly it was a scary feeling to be such a slave to this stranger's cock. He pressed into my pussy and my lips flowered around him. He went slowly at first allowing me to adjust to his size. God it filled me up. Even with the juices of two orgasms he had a difficult time getting it inside me. I pressed back against him, wanting more. That's when he grabbed my ass and started pounding me with all his force. It hurt at first but I soon was pressing back, meeting his thrusts, as his cock ripped into my spasming pussy. My hanging breasts wobbled as he pulled me back against him. I've never been fucked like this before. I never wanted it to stop but it did. He stopped and pulled his throbbing cock from my pussy. I whimpered as he left me feeling empty. My pussy was still spasming and needy. I begged him to take me again. But he slapped my upturned ass.

"Get down on your knees and suck my cock whore!"

"Yes Sir."

I obediently knelt at his feet, my mouth open and ready for his use. I could only see his silhouette and I leaned in to take his cock into my mouth. The taste of my juices were tangy but sweet. I shuddered as he forced me to clean my juices from his cock. His moans grew as I licked his shaft. His hand grabbed my hair and he started to throat fuck me again. This time with more urgency. As he cock would hit the back of my throat I gagged on his thick shaft. When it started to swell in my mouth I readied myself for his cum. He shot thick streams of warm jism down my throat. I swallowed as much as I could but some spilled down my chin and dripped onto my heaving breasts. My mouth continued to suck his shaft, milking him of all of his seed. He grunted as his cock began to soften. I still knelt there loving on his cock until he removed it and slapped my face with his meaty shaft. I've never let a man treat me like such a whore but I had to admit that he owned me and let him have his way with me.

When he zipped up his jeans he told me to get dressed. Again I did as I was told. I crawled around on the floor searching for my clothes. He went into the bathroom while I got dressed. He returned while I was putting my panties on.

"Give me those."

I did as I was told. He asked for my phone and proceeded to put his number into my phone and told me to call him whenever I needed his cock again. I knew without a doubt that I would be making that call and soon. When he finished putting his number in, he turned and left with me still standing there. My body still recovering from the thorough fucking I just received from this stranger. A stranger I still hadn't seen. I stayed there for a few minutes until I could walk straight. My body still tingled all over. When I did finally leave I walked back downstairs and through the crowd. I felt like everyone was watching me though I'm sure they weren't. The cool air on my wet and now uncovered pussy made me feel like such a slut. I was a slut having let a perfect stranger use me in the dark.

Once I finally got back to my apartment I stripped naked and laid down in my bed. I could still taste him in my mouth. His dried cum was still on my breasts. I slipped my fingers down between my between my thighs. My pussy was still slick from my juices. Despite having orgasmed several times tonight I still felt needy. I replayed the scene over in my head, my submitting to a stranger in the dark. How I let him take me in a way that I had never done before with any man. I stroked my engorged clit remembering how his hands felt on my body, how his cock felt inside me. I pushed two fingers inside me and quickly orgasmed again as I cupped my breast and pulled on my nipple.

Chapter Two

When I woke up the next morning, I felt sore. My pussy was yearning to be filled again with my stranger's cock. I showered and laid back down in bed with my phone in my hand. I wanted so much to call him and ask when I could have his cock again. I didn't want to seem like such a wanton slut, to let him know how much of a whore I was for his cock. My fingers touched my body, teasing my nipples and down to my clit. I stared at his number on my phone. I finally relented and sent him a text message.

"Good morning." It didn't take long for him to respond.

"Good morning. Are you already needing my cock slut?"

I didn't respond back right away. I couldn't believe he was calling me names, but I did feel like a needy slut so I finally did respond.

"Yes Sir. I'm lying here naked and thinking of your cock."

He sent back a message. "Send me a picture of your needy cunt."

I didn't hesitate and sent him a close up of my wet and splayed pussy. I held my breath as I waited for his response.

"Nice. I see how wet you are. Do you want me to come over and fuck that needy cunt?"

The more he used the "C" word the more my pussy strummed with need. I pushed two fingers inside me and thought about my response.. I was getting so close when my phone beeped again.

"Do you want some more of this?"

He sent a picture of his cock and it was black! My stranger was a black man! I'd never been with a black man before. I didn't know what to do. I'm not a racist but I had never been around blacks from where I grew up. I finally responded to his picture.

"You're black?" As soon as I sent it, I wanted to take it back. I felt guilty.

"Of course I'm black. You didn't know that last night?"

"No, I couldn't see you at all last night."

"So is that a problem?"

I didn't know what to tell him.. I just laid there and stared at my phone, wondering what to tell him.

"I guess it is. Well, it was nice knowing you." He sent his message and my phone went silent.

I laid there and kept looking at the picture of his thick cock. I couldn't believe how big it was. My mouth watered with the memory of it being in my mouth. My nipples pebbled remembering how his hands had pulled on them. They ached to be touched by him again. It was my pussy that missed him the most. It felt empty and yearned to be filled again with his fat cock. I don't know why I didn't respond to him. It nagged me all week as I tried to push him from my mind. But each night I would pull up the picture of his cock and masturbate to it, longing to have it fill me again.

Friday evening, I finally sent him a text.

"I'm sorry. I want to see you and talk." He didn't answer me right away.

"What for? You obviously have a problem with me being black."

I quickly replied. "It just surprised me. I've never been with a black man before."

"Well, you have now. So move on. I have."

I started to cry. I needed to see him but I could understand his disappointment with my reaction.

"Please? I want to make it up to you. I will do anything to make it right. I need your big cock again." I pleaded.

He gave no response at first. But a few minutes later I got this.

"Meet me at Nelly's Bar on 34th Street in thirty minutes."

"Thank you. How will I know who you are?"

"I will be the black guy waiting for you."

I didn't know what to say. He was still obviously angry at me. "OK, sorry."

I got dressed quickly. I wore a short skirt and blouse. I had a matching bra and panties with stocking and heels. I wanted to be sexy for him. Maybe he would see me and forgive me for my poor handling of finding out that he was black. It seemed to take me forever to get to the bar. I'd been there before and remembered it was a small quaint place of mostly locals. It was far from the school so there wouldn't be anyone from school there. When I arrived I went in and saw a nicely dressed black man in the back. I made my way over. His eyes were on me from the moment I entered the room. When I finally got to his table, he looked up at me but wasn't smiling. I wasn't sure it was him but he was the only black man in the place.

"Sit down slut."

With that I knew it was him. "Thank you for seeing me. My name is Kristy"

"Mine is Jamal and yours is still slut. So what is it that you want?"

"I've missed you. I can't stop thinking about you."

"You can't stop thinking about my cock."

"Yes, that too."

"So what are you prepared to do in order to have my cock again?"

"Anything. You name it and I will do it. I can't get you out of my mind."

"For starters, I want you to go into the bathroom and remove your bra and panties. Then we'll talk about what happens next. What do you say about that?"

"Yes."

"Yes what?"

"Yes Sir."

"That's better. Now go do as you were told."

"Yes Sir."

I quickly got up and went into the bathroom. Once in the stall I removed my bra and panties and stuffed them into my purse. When I returned to the table he eyed my body. I stood there until he had finished with inspecting my body. My nipples were hard and pressing against the thin fabric of my blouse. I could feel the wetness of my pussy start to drip from my lips.

"Lift your skirt and have a seat slut."

"Thank you Sir."

I whimpered as my naked ass touched the cool vinyl of the booth. He just sat there and stared at me, saying nothing. When the waitress came over to take our order he asked for a sniffer of brandy. When she looked at me, I turned to him. She looked at him too.

"She'll have some big black cock but bring her a shot of tequila."

She smiled and left to get our drinks. I was flushed with embarrassment. He had told her that I wanted his cock. The heat in my face was burning.

"Play with your pussy slut. I want it ready for when I stick my fat cock into it."

"Yes Sir."

I reached down between my thighs and stroked my clit. His eyes never left mine. I closed my eyes as a shudder went through my body.

"Open your eyes slut."

I opened them but still kept rubbing my engorged clit. I'm sure he could see the lust in my eyes. I wanted him so badly. I licked my lips hoping he would take me home and let me suck his cock all night long. That he would take mercy on me and let me have his glorious cock again.

He broke the silence. "Put two fingers inside your pussy whore."

"Yes Sir."

I obediently did as I was told. I moaned as my fingers slipped into my wet pussy. They slowly went in and out as I fucked my pussy at the booth in the bar. When the waitress returned with our drinks, I stopped fingering myself. I'm sure she could smell my arousal.

"Did I tell you that you could stop?"

"No Sir." Oh my god how embarrassing. I continued to finger myself with the waitress there at the table.

He looked up and her. "She being punished."

She smiled. "What did she do?"

"Tell her slut. What did you do to get punished? And don't stop fingering yourself."

I told her everything. About the night we met and how it was dark and I didn't know who he was until he sent me a picture of his black cock. I told her that I'd never had been with a black man before and didn't know how to handle it. I explained that I hadn't talked with him all week until tonight. That I had begged to be able to make it up to him. That this is why I am here and being punished.

She smiled. "Once you go black, you never go back."

My face flushed but I dared not stop fingering myself in front of her.

"It must be some cock for you to be acting like such a slut."

He looked at me. "Is my cock worth acting like a slut?"

"Yes Sir. It's a magnificent cock. I would do anything to have it inside me again."

He smiled and looked up at the waitress. "When do you get off?"

"In an hour, Why?"

"I thought maybe you'd like to help me punish this slut some more."

"Absolutely."

He had me continue to finger myself while we waited until the waitress got off. I was not allowed to cum. He told me if I did cum without permission that I maybe I wouldn't be allowed to have his cock for the rest of the week. I obediently fingered myself without cuming until we were ready to leave. He took her in his arms and I followed behind as they walked out to his car.

Chapter Three

She sat in front with him while I rode in the back. He drove to a hotel nearby and I paid for the room. When we went inside. He went and sat on the bed along with Cheryl, the waitress. I stood there in front of them waiting for his command. I had no idea what he was going to make me do, but I knew I would do whatever he asked me to.

"Remover your clothes slut."

"Yes Sir."

I unbuttoned my blouse and let it fall. I reached back and unzipped my skirt and it fell to the ground at my feet. I stepped out of it and bent to pick them up, folding them and putting them on the table. I stood there in my stockings and heels. I didn't know what to do with my hands, so I forced them down to the side. Jamal and Cheryl just sat there a looked at me.

"Slut, help Cheryl get undressed."

Of course in the back of my mind I knew this was coming.. I'd never been with a girl before. Well, I mean I've never done anything more than kiss a girlfriend in High School as a dare. I went over to where Cheryl now stood. I started unbuttoning her blouse and slipped it off her shoulders. I folded it and placed it near mine on the table. Then I unzipped her skirt. She stepped out of it and I placed it again on the table. She had a nice body. I reached around her and unclasped her bra. I could feel the warmth in her body. I slipped the bra off her shoulders. When I stepped back I saw that she had pierced nipples. I just stood there looking at them like an idiot. They were pebbled and the rings were lifted up by the tautness of them. I had to admit they looked lovely. She had smaller breasts than I did but they had a nice shape and her nipples were upturned on the slope of her breasts.

Jamal broke my trance. "Get her panties off slut."

"Yes Sir."

I reached for the seam of her thong and pulled them down. I see that she has the hood of her clit pierced as well. She stepped out of her panties and I placed them on top of her stack of clothes. When I turned around, Jamal had stood and moved towards me. I froze. He pulled the chair from the desk and set it beside the bed.

"Sit slut."

I did as I was instructed. He stood there next to me. I could see that his cock was hard in his jeans. My mouth watered like a slut. I wanted it in my mouth so much. I licked my lips u*********sly.
He laughed. "You want to suck my cock slut?"

"Yes Sir."

"Then you will have to earn it. Do you want to earn it slut?"

"Oh yes Sir."

He turned and went back to Cheryl. He leaned down and kissed her. His arms went around her and she wrapped hers around him. It was a passionate kiss. I was jealous of course. Jamal broke their embrace. He pushed her down to her knees and she went willingly. She looked up as she unbuckled his belt. Her hand stopped to rub against the bulge in his jeans. I heard her moan. She unbuttoned his jeans and pulled on his zipper. She slid them off and he stepped out of them. She leaned in and kissed his cock through his briefs. She then took his briefs down. His cock sprang from its confinement. As she took him in her mouth, he stepped out of them. He pulled his shirt off as she took him down her throat. Her hand looked small against his giant cock. Her lips were stretched by his girth. His hand went to her head as he started fucking her mouth. I moaned along with her. My hand had slipped down between my thighs and I was stroking my clit watching them.

He turned as watched me as I fingered myself. She continued to take his thrusts, moaning around his cock. Her hands were on his thighs for balance. Then she reached up and cupped his massive balls. He groaned still looking at me. He pushed her away, telling her to get on the bed. He walked over to me.

"You want some of this cock slut?"

"Yes Sir."

He grabbed my head and pulled me down onto his cock still wet from her saliva. I took him into my mouth and laved his shaft with my tongue. When he pressed his meaty head until it hit the back of my throat, I moaned around his thick shaft. My fingers still played with my clit as he started to throat fuck me. I flashed back to the night I first met Jamal in the dark. I was right on the edge when he pulled his cock out of my mouth with a pop.

"You don't have permission to cum do you slut?"

"No Sir."

He turns and headed back to where Cheryl is laying on the bed. He lays between her thighs and guides his thick cock into her pussy. She moans as he slips his shaft deep inside her. I had a perfect view of his slick cock as he pistons in and out of her tight hole. He leaned down and takes one her nipples into his mouth. I reach up and grab one of mine wishing it was his warm mouth. I moan along with her as his teases her nipple ring by pulling it slightly with his teeth. He finally releases it and turns to look at me. He lifts her legs over his shoulders, letting him go deeper still into her pussy. She moans loudly as he takes his pleasure with her. I can hear his swollen balls hit her ass with each stroke. I insert two fingers inside my cunt as it aches with need. I whimper as I don't have permission to cum yet..

He rolls over taking Cheryl with him, never disengaging from her pussy. With her on top she starts to grind on his thick shaft. Her breasts sway as her hips ride his cock.. Her head goes back in ecstasy, riding her way to her first orgasm. I she her body shudder as he slowly continues to fuck her spasming pussy. She falls limp on his chest, her lungs heaving still. Jamal looks over at me, still fingering my own cunt.

"Get over here slut."

I move to the bed.

"Take my cock out and clean her juices."

"Yes Sir."

I lay between his thighs and grasps his thick cock. It slips from her wet pussy and I take it into my mouth. There is a thick lather of her cum and I begin to lick it with my tongue. The tangy sweet juices are nectar to my mouth. I obediently clean her juices from his throbbing shaft. The sight of her freshly fucked pussy still dripping with her wetness, is almost more than I can take. My own cunt is leaking as I take his cock fully into my mouth. I moan around his shaft taking him down my throat. I want him so badly that I would do all of this again just to have him down my throat.

He breaks my concentration. "Lay down on the bed slut."

My heart races as I think I'm about to get his cock inside me. He tells Cheryl to get on top of me. She straddles my face and lowers her wet pussy to my lips. I stick out my tongue and run it along her swollen lips as her dip into my mine. I moan as we share each other's pussy. Jamal goes over to the chair to sit and watch us lapping at each other's sex. Cheryl seems more experienced at this, as I am close to orgasm quickly. I try to hold back knowing I haven't been given permission yet. I try to distract myself by taking her piercing into my mouth and swirl my tongue around the hard nub. This does stop her onslaught of my pussy. She moans loudly and grinds her pussy on my face. I can feel her legs shake as she starts to spasm and floods my face with her cum. My hands reach up and grab her soft ass pulling her down as I lick her quivering lips.

The next thing I see is Jamal's cock at her slick labia. He pushes my hands away and lifts her ass slightly. He grabs his thick shaft and nudges his hard cock into her gaping pussy. She moans loudly as he takes her again. His balls are slapping my face with each stroke. I lap at them as Cheryl returns to licking my sopping pussy. I can feel her pierced nipples abrading against my lower belly. We are both moaning as he pounds her into another orgasm. Her juices again drip on my face as I lap at Jamal's cock licking her juices from him. He pulls out of her and pushes his cock down my throat. It's more than I can take and I orgasm. Cheryl licks my quivering clit as Jamal fucks my throat. I try to scream as my body is racked by wave after wave of spasms but his cock reduces me to a moaning whore. He takes his cock out and slaps my face. The meaty sound of his cock hitting me pushes me over the edge again. I stick my tongue out to try and pleasure him but he presses it back into Cheryl's well fucked pussy. We both groan as she's taken again. She falls onto me with her weight as he pounds her. Each thrust pushes her down more. I'm trapped under her weight, his balls slapping my face again. He doesn't last long as she erupts again. With her tight hole milking his cock he spills his cum into her.

He rolls her off of me and presents his cock, glistening from their shared cum. I take it into my mouth again cleaning their juices. The salty and tangy mix is sweet to the taste. I lav his cock with my tongue as he drives it deeper into my throat. I reach up and grasp his shaft, stroking it as he pushes into my mouth. It's semi-erect and still engorged. Just when I think he will fuck me, he grabs me by the hair and drags me over to Cheryl's splayed thighs.

"You came without permission slut. Now clean up her pussy. Don't let your Master's cum go to waste."

He presses my mouth into her wet folds. I lap at her lips, licking his sticky cum from her labia. Some has dripped down the crack and I follow the trail down, licking her tight rosette. Her moans encourage me as my tongue laps at the juices. Jamal still has his hands in my hair and brings me back to her pussy.

"Get inside there with your tongue and get my cum out slut!"

I stick my tongue inside her pussy and lap at the sticky juices inside. Her moans drown out mine as he forces me to clean her well fucked hole. Still holding my head between her legs he reaches back and slaps my upturned ass. I moan as he continues to spank me. I feel my ass turn hot and red from his ministrations. His hand runs my tender ass cheeks. I can feel the bed move and he gets behind me. I wiggle my ass for him, hoping that he will finally give me his thick black cock. His hands spread my cheeks wide. I'm still licking Cheryl's pussy even though there is no cum left inside. I've not been told to stop.. His cock rubs up and down my wet slit teasing me. His hand keeps me from pushing back against him.

"Please Sir." I beg.

He slaps my pussy with his cock. The wet sounds of my cunt only excites me more.

"Please fuck my Sir!"

He slaps my wet cunt again then thrusts his thick shaft into my depths with one swift movement. I shudder around his onslaught filling me with his cock.

"Oh god, thank you Sir!"

I go back to lapping at Cheryl's pussy, as he pounds my willing hole. I feel so full of his cock, stretching to take all of him inside me. His heavy balls tease my clit each time he buries himself in me. I try to milk his shaft by squeezing around it but I am too stretched. He pulls all the way out of me and I whimper with need. My can feel my gaping cunt pulse needing to filled with his cock. He drives into me again. There is a pain as his girth stretches my labia but I relish having his cock in me again. His cock is swells inside me. I feel it throbbing. The thought of him filling me with his cum excites me. I am nearing the edge again.

"Please Sir. May I cum for you?"

He takes his cock out and slaps my quivering pussy. Then returns it back inside. I'm fighting to hold off my orgasm but he knows how to make me sing.

"Please Sir. I need to cum. May your slut cum?"

"Cum for your Master."

My body shudders with his command. Wave after blissful wave washes over me. His cock is still pounding my channel. I can feel my pussy walls tighten around his shaft, milking him. I feel his body tighten as his cock spurts warm cum inside me. Its force hitting the back of my cunt, sends me over the edge again and I collapse into Cheryl's pussy, my tongue still softly lapping at her labia. Jamal stills, leaving his pulsing cock inside me.. I'm shaking all over. My pussy is literally quivering around his cock still buried inside me.

"Thank you Sir. That was wonderful."

He pulls out, leaving me with an empty feeling, and lays beside us. Cheryl and I both move to lick the cum from his semi-erect cock. His hands grab each of our hair and watches as we lick his magnificent cock clean. Cheryl and I share a kiss when we've finished. We each lay beside him with an arm for each of us. All three of us finally sated. We lay there for a while before Cheryl tells us she has to get home. She thanks Jamal for the glorious fuck and tells him to call her anytime. She looks at me.

"I can see why you would belittle yourself for him. That is one magnificent black cock. It was nice to meet you...slut.." And with that she left us.

That was over two months ago. Jamal has had me do even more slutty things since then. But that's another story. I just left his apartment and I am fingering my well fucked cunt. The cum of five black cocks is leaking onto the towel I had to put on the seat of my car to keep from staining it. As I drive home, I'm bringing the sticky sweetness to my lips and sucking them clean. Master is training me to be his black cock whore. A shudder runs through me as I think of how all my holes were used tonight. Used by big black cocks.
The Training of Kristy

My journey has been a whirlwind of tribulation. It started over two months ago when I had anonymous sex with a guy in a darkened room of a frat house at the big southern college I go to. I'm a freshman there. The problem was that this "anonymous" guy turned out to be a black guy. I found out the next day when he sent me a text picture of his giant cock. Instead of embracing the idea of being with a black guy, I felt overwhelmed and didn't answer him back right away. But over the course of the next week, I couldn't get my mind off him.

When we met again, it was to explain myself and prove to him that I was OK with it, and with him. It turns out that he was still mad and I have been paying the price for it. He has been putting me through his paces ever since. Since that night he had placed a collar of consideration on me and has been training me to be his black cock slut. My name is, well, used to be Kristy. Now I am just known as "slut."

I've always gotten guys to fawn all over me because I have a body built for sex. I dress provocatively, showing off my 34DD-25-38 body. I have a nice ass but "the girls", my boobs are what have always been my biggest attention getter. Just a flash of some cleavage would have most guys drooling to do anything I wanted. That was different with Jamal. Because of the guilt I felt for the way I handled finding out he was black, I went to meet him humbly, asking for forgiveness. The way he treated me the night we met face to face, had my deep submissive feelings come crashing to the front. Since then, I have been his submissive little slut, doing anything, and I mean ANYTHING he commanded me to do. I wear what he tells me to. I go where he tells me to. I do what he tells me to. If he has friends over, I expect to be shared. This includes male and female friends. My body is his. All of my holes are his. I have no free will. I don't want it. All I want his big black cock. It's all I think about. My body responds to just the thought of it. If Jamal didn't care about my schooling, I would be failing my classes, but he requires me to keep up with my classes and to make sure I maintain my grades. Lucky for me I'm not just a pretty face, I have a brain too. Just sometimes it's focused too much on my Master.

My training started like most other submissives. I professed my desire to be his in every way and he agreed to train me to be his black cock slut. I attend all my classes and after the last one on Friday, I head over to Jamal's apartment. I say apartment but it's very large. He works as a game designer for a major gaming company and makes quite a bit of money. Some would say that I am after him because he is rich, but those that know me know it's because of his big cock. I am a slave to it. Anyway, I head over to his apartment. When I arrive, I immediately strip and place my clothes in the closet in his foyer. I put on my training collar, and both wrist and ankle cuffs in case Jamal wants to restrain me. I kneel there at the doorway until he comes to recognize me

If there happens to be anyone over at Jamal's place, I am led around and "introduced" to them. This usually means that I am led around the room on my hands and knees and suck their cocks or pussys. I am open to their gropes and fingers as well. I do all of this because of my feelings for Jamal. I will do anything for him, and to have his big black cock inside me. We spend the weekend training or being punished for any infraction or poor grades. It is a nice routine. After a long week of classes and homework, it's nice to come here and submit totally to his whims. It's very liberating.

I never know what Jamal will have in store for me. He tests my limits every day. One occasion I was in my normal weekend attire and he restrained me in the center of his living room. My arms were above me, my legs were spread and secured. I was blindfolded and left there. I could tell that he was in the room but he made no sound. Then I hear the doorbell chime. A rush of blood races to my nipples and clitty. I know that whoever it is will no doubt see me but I won't know who it is. I can hear his footfalls as he goes to answer the door. Their voices are mumbled as they talk in the hallway, then they come into the room.

My body is tingling with anticipation. My senses are heightened with the loss of my vision. I hear footfalls around me. Someone has sat down in Jamal's chair. I assume it's him. The other person is walking around me. I'm sure they are admiring my displayed body. When I first started my submission I would be somewhat embarrassed by my openly displayed body, now I relish in it. My body is no longer mine but Jamal's, to do with whatever he desires.

A hand touches my breast. It's lifted and squeezed. I whimper with the touch of a calloused hand. My nipples are hard but now they are aching with need. The hand takes the nipple between its finger and thumb and tweaks it roughly. I moan loudly like the slut that I am. My nipple is released and the hand comes down sharply on my breast. It sways while the hand grabs my other breast and repeats the same torment. My head falls back. My mouth open. The hand moves down my taunt belly. I'm trembling with need.

My pussy is always wet once I enter Jamal's apartment. But now with me on display it is leaking down my thighs. My nipple play has my clit throbbing and peeking out from under its protective hood. Jamal often attaches clamps and weights to my labia, so that now my lips hang down. I love how they are pulled when he fucks me with his giant black cock. The pull is somewhat painful but I love it so.

Now the stranger is running his hand through my wet lips. His calloused fingers rub across my engorged clit. The stranger is standing beside me and fingering me. I can feel the hardness of his bulge pressing against my hip. As he fingers me, I try and rub against his hard cock through his pants. I whimper hoping that he will take it out and use it on me. Two thick fingers enter my gaping cunt.. I moan loudly, loving the feeling of being used. The fingers move in and out of me, as his thumb is circling my hard clit. I try not to focus on the pleasure he is giving me but those thick fingers have me writhing in no time.

"Sir, may your slut cum?"

The fingers continue to pound me as his warms lips take in my pert nipple. His teeth bite down on the tender bud. I yelp but don't complain as an electric shock goes straight to my core.

"Please SIr. May your slut cum?"

The fingers are quickly removed and a sharp slap comes to my open cunt. I yelp and hang there writhing. I am left needy. I hear the person move over to the couch and sit down. Jamal and the stranger start talking. I hear glasses clicking and smell cigars being lit. I just hang there while they talk about work as if I am not there. I stay silent knowing I am just their entertainment. Time seems to tick off slowly. My body's needs cool off but I can still feel the juices from my wanton pussy leaking down my thighs. Their conversation goes on about work and tech ideas. I finally whimper hoping to get their attentions again.

"What have I told you about interrupting my conversations slut?"

"I'm sorry Sir."

"That isn't the answer I'm looking for."

Just as I hear someone get up, the doorbell goes off. Footfalls head towards the door instead of me. I can only hear some light conversation but distinctly hear a female's voice. Jamal and the female come into the room. He introduces the female (Jessica) to the stranger whose name I now know as Reggie. Jamal gets her a drink and she sits on the couch near Reggie. Jamal comes over to where I'm still restrained.

"Now slut. What have I told you about interrupting my conversations?"

"That you don't tolerate it Sir."

"That's right. So do you think I should give you something to remember this rule?"

I hesitate, wanting to give an excuse but I know it would be useless. "Yes SIr. Whatever you feel is appropriate."

I hear him move towards the wall and a drawer opening. When his footfalls return I feel his hands cup my breasts. My head falls back loving his touch. His fingers grab my taunt nipples and twists them, pulling on them roughly. I whimper as he teases my aching buds. Then he grabs one and I feel the teeth of a nipple clamp. He lets it hang as it bites into my tender flesh. Then he grabs the other and attaches another clamp. The pain shoots down to my clit as he lets them both hang from my breasts. Then he adds a weight to each of them.

I can hear Reggie and Jess talk about what is happening. I think they are kissing. I hear them both moan. Jamal is reaching between my spread thighs and running his fingers through the folds of my wet cunt. Then I hear a belt buckle and a zipper being opened. The sound is from the couch and then Reggie groans as Jess must be sucking his cock. I am writhing to Jamal's ministrations as I listen and wish that it was me with a cock in my mouth. I can feel the saliva start to form in my mouth. I lick my lips.

"I see you slut. I'm not finished with your punishment yet."

"Yes Sir."

His big hand comes down on my upturned ass. Hitting each cheek with a blistering smack. The force of his spanking me causes the weights to sway with my breasts, pulling my tender nipples. His hand continues to rain down my punishment. He doesn't stop until my ass is on fire. I try to wiggle away but this only causes the weights to pull more. When he finishes his hands rub my now red ass soothing me some.

"Reggie, why don't you come try some of this slut's holes. Jess you come over here too."

"Alright. I've been waiting to get me some white girl pussy."

Kristy Gets Her Holes Filled

I can feel the excitement in my body as I hear Reggie move over behind me. Jamal has trained my body well to be ready for any opportunity to be used. My mouth, cunt and ass are wet and pulsing with a need to filled. When he's behind me I feel his calloused hand grab my hip. Then he slaps my red ass with his cock. Oh My Fucking God! It feel like a club hitting me. He must be huge. I wiggle my ass in order to entice him to put it inside me. But he just continues to tease me. He slaps my wet pussy lips with his cock. The thick cock bumping my engorged clitty. Then he pulls back and I can feel the spongy head rubbing between my leaking folds. He enters me with one hard thrust and I'm flying. My body shudders around his long thick cock. It fills me completely, stretching me to the max. When he's all the way in it feels like its poking into my stomach. He stills.

"How's that for some cock?"

"Thank you Sir. Your cock feels wonderful!"

I try to milk him with my pussy muscles but he has me stretched so tightly. He begins to work his cock in and out with hard pounding strokes. The force sends the weighted nipple clamps swaying, pulling severely with each blissful stroke. The walls of my pussy hug the veiny shaft as it pulls and pushes into me. I can't move because of my restraints. I just hold still and take his pounding as the spasms start to wash over me.

"May your slut cum Sir?"

"Cum as much as you'd like. But remember your manners slut."

"Thank you SIr."

My pussy floods around his cock. The sounds of my release gives off a wet swishy sound as his cock ravishes me. When he pulls out there is a suction sound that drives me over the edge. I feel the tickle of hair on my belly then feel the warm wet tongue of Jess as she is lapping my juices, darting around my clit. This sends me over the edge yet again. I'm lost in the overload of feelings that course through me. My legs are shaking and feel like they can't support me. The cuffs keep me upright as the onslaught continues.

Reggie is a b**st. His cock is moving in and out of my leaking cunt. He pulls all the way out and then plunges back inside me. My pussy is gaping and begging for his return. While my cunt is getting pounded, Jamal removes the clamps from my nipples. As the blood rushes back into my tender buds I orgasm again, screaming my thanks for being used in this rough manner. Before I met Jamal I would have never thought that such a rush of pleasure could be obtained from being used as a fuck toy. Gone are the days when I would use my body to get what I wanted from men. Now men used my body to get what THEY want, and I happily give it to them.

Jamal removes my blindfold and I see that he is fucking Jess from behind while she is licking me. Before I would be jealous that someone else is fucking my man, but I am his toy, his slut, and his pleasure is all I want. He reaches up and unclips the cable from my cuffs. Jess is unclipping my ankles. Reggie grabs me around the waist and holds me. He walks to the couch with me still impaled on his cock. He spins me around, never unseating himself from my cunt. I wrap my arms around him and he continues to pound his cock home. He leans in to take one of my tender nipples in his soft lips. I groan and press my wobbling breast into his mouth. His calloused hands squeeze me tender ass as his has me riding his gigantic cock.

I hear Jess screaming her way through an orgasm. Jamal dis engages from her and comes behind me. I feel his hands on my ass, spreading me. His wet cock presses against the tight hole of my ass. He has been training my ass with a plug for months now and I feel ready to take him fully. Using the slickness of Jess's cum, he presses inside me. There is an audible pop when he slips inside my tight ring. He stills to let me adjust to his size. There is a slight burning sensation but it quickly goes away. Reggie has slowed but is still fucking me. When I start to push back against Jama,l he begins to fuck me harder.

I feel so full with all of this black cock inside me. They get a steady rhythm going and I'm lost in the feeling. The sounds of my wet pussy being fucked and Jamal's hips meeting my ass is more than I can take and my orgasm floods both of their cocks. Jamal grabs the back of my collar and pulls me back onto his throbbing cock. Reggie is the first to lose his cum into me. The thick jets of his jism hit the spongy mass of my G-spot. Jamal follows right behind sending his cum deep into my bowels. My body is shaking and shuddering from their onslaught.. I'm a heaping and heaving mess. Once they have their pleasure, I am pushed off and onto the floor. Disregarded like the fuck toy I am. Jess is pulled over and made to clean their cocks while I lay there shuddering from too many orgasms.

I'm not sure if I passed out or just lost track of time but when I sit up. Jess and Reggie are back sitting on the couch and Jamal is in his chair. I crawl over to his feet and kneel up between his legs.

I look him in the eyes. "Thank you Sir."

He's talking to Reggie so I just take his semi hard cock into my mouth and softly suckle it. He runs his hand through my hair as he talks with Reggie about a new project they are working. I don't move just lay there with his cock in my mouth like a pacifier. My body warms to his touch and the presence of his cock in my mouth.

We stay like this for an hour or so then Reggie and Jess make their exit. Jamal takes me in his arms and tells me how proud he is of me. That he loves sharing me with his friends and loves the way I respond to them. He takes me into the shower and we wash the day's fun away. After he let me sleep and recover he tells me that he wants to reward me for losing my anal virginity. Jamal tells me that he wants to have my nipples and clit hood pierced and to wear his tags. Of course I am honored and excited about this. I've always wanted piercings and since that first night with Cheryl and her piercings I've thought about it a lot.

We spend the rest of the day lounging around the house watching a movie. I did fix Jamal dinner. We talked about my school work and how I was doing with grades. I told him that all is going well and that he has actually helped me stay focused and on track. We ended the evening with Jamal thoroughly fucking me silly. I can never get enough of his big black cock.

Kristy Gets Pierced

I had a good night's rest and woke up remembering a dream I had about getting pierced. In my dream I had them everywhere, in my nose, lips, nipples, and of course my clit and labia. It kind of scared me. Not that I want all of that, just that I realized how deeply I have fallen for Jamal. That I might get all of those piercings if he asked me to.

We both get up early and are out the door. Jamal wants to take me out for breakfast. We go to a nice cafe where we can sit out on the street and watch the people go by. I'm wearing a loose silk blouse and a short black skirt. I'm wearing black and white striped thigh high stockings with horizontal stripes and 6" Dolce heels. I am also wearing my collar. I don't often wear it out of the house but I am feeling very submissive today. I'm not wearing a bra or panties. Jamal is very proud to have me on his arm.

I've always been a people watcher. So our table affords us a great view for this. While we are waiting for our food Jamal takes my hand. He's not usually one for open displays of affection so this is a surprise to me. We chat about school again. He asks me what it is I want to do. I tell him I am enrolled as a business major but I haven't decided on what specifically I want to do.

The conversation is light and we catch a few glances from passersby and some from the others at the cafe. I don't mind the attention. I would imagine that our differences bring most of the attention. I just don't care what people think. I've dated all kinds of men. I do have an attraction to older men. This kick that I'm on now with Jamal has been somewhat of a whirlwind. Like I've said before, I've never dated or been with a black guy, but that doesn't mean that I haven't been attracted to them.

After we finish our meal, we decide to walk to the tattoo and piercing place. It feels good to be out and about. I love being on Jamal's arm. He has his hand on my hip as we walk along the sidewalk. It's an upscale part of the city with lots of shops and stores. It's kind of cool this morning and my nipples are as hard as bullets. It doesn't help that I'm not wearing a bra with my silk blouse. The cool air is hitting my pussy too. Jamal is very adamant that I am not to wear panties or a bra when I am with him. While I rarely wore panties, going without a bra with 34DD breasts has taken some getting used to.

So walking down the street with my breasts openly swaying with my every step has me feeling very horny. Feeling ever eye on me doesn't help at all. When Jamal suggests that he go into one of the shops I'm all for it. It's a sex shop. It has lots of toys and clothing. We just meander through looking at everything. We are looking at body jewelry and at the different types of studs and rings. I have to say, looking at all of this stuff has me leaking profusely. Jamal finds something that catches his eye and he heads over to it while I stay and look at the jewelry.

He finally calls me over to where he's at and I see that he has found some kind of rocking chair with a dildo attached to it. It's called a "Love Glider" and you sit on it and a dildo slides in and out of either orifice when you rock back and forth. It looks pretty awesome. A store attendant comes over and asks if we'd like to try it out. I'm looking around and wondering if I feel comfortable doing this in front of everyone. He must see my apprehension and tells me that there is a private room where we can go. My dirty mind goes off and I tell him that would be wonderful.

He escorts us to this private room and sets up the glider. He puts a condom on the dildo and leaves us to ourselves. I straddle the dildo and sit down on the padded seat. There is a bar in front of me like a saddle horn that I use to move the glider back and forth. Jamal is standing in front of me watching. I start out slowly letting the 8" cock slip in and out of wet pussy. It feels wonderful. I can see that Jamal has a nice bulge going from watching my show. I slip my free hand down and rub on my clitty. I could go off at any minute but I slow down to enjoy it longer..
I look into Jamal's eyes and he smiles and tells me how hot I look fucking myself. I lick my lips and he moves forward. I reach up and squeeze his cock through his pants.

"Sir. May your slut have a cock for my mouth?"

"Do you want me to go get the attendant?"

"I'd rather have yours Sir." I say giggling.

With that he unbuckles his belt and unzips his fly. When he reaches in and pulls his cock out I lean forward and take him into my mouth. Being filled with a hard cock in both ends is something I have been growing accustomed to. The feeling of his cock going in and out as the dildo is filling me is almost more than I can take. Jamal takes control of the chair and tells me to put my arms behind my back. I love it when he takes control. He is fucking my mouth and moving the chair back at the same pace. I am moaning around his cock. I am not far from the edge. He must sense this and gives me permission to cum when I'm ready.

I can feel his cock start to swell and brace for what I know is coming (no pun intended). He places his hand on my head and holds me there as his cock erupts into my waiting mouth. This is all I need to go flying in blissful surrender. He keeps the glider going as my body shudders with wave after wave of spams. I keep his cock in my mouth and suckle it, milking every last drop of his seed while I let my body cool down. I've made a mess of the chair as my juices leak down and drip on the floor.

Jamal pulls his cock out and stuffs it back into his jeans. He helps me up and I straighten my skirt out. My hair is in a ponytail so I good there. We finally leave the room and Jamal purchases the glider and has it sent to the apartment later this evening. When we walk out of the store we both have a little more pep in our step, both smelling of sex. We do get to the tattoo and piercing place. The girl that does the piercing is real good.. She explains everything, like how it's going to feel, how to care for them and what to expect. The one thing that kind of put me out is that I have to refrain from sex and stimulation for a several weeks so that they can heal properly. She was very adamant about this.

I end up with a barbell horizontally in each nipple and a barbell vertically in my clit hood. I'm am embarrassed to say that I came twice during the procedure. Jamal has told me that under the circumstances I will receive no punishment for this infraction. All in all it was a fun day and I am so proud of my piercings, I want to show everyone.

We were watching a movie with the delivery man came with the glider chair. We spent the evening putting it together. I can't wait to heal up and put it to good use. My cunt is watering at the thought.
Punished for Being a Brat

Today is a fine summer day. I have finished my first full year of college and I'm looking forward to taking the summer off. I had intended to go back home and visit the family but Jamal has offered to let me stay with him over the summer and even when school starts if I want. It is more than tempting so I've decided to accept his offer. We have been in a somewhat committed D/s relationship for over 7 months. He has given me a collar of consideration or training collar. I do still want to visit my family and they are wanting to meet Jamal. He's promised me that will get down there soon.

It's been almost 6 weeks since I got my piercings. I'm excited to be able to have regular sex. Oh don't get me wrong, I've been having sex daily. Jamal has made me his anal whore while my pussy has been off limits and of course there was nothing wrong with my mouth. But we have limited having his friends be involved and I know that is something that Jamal misses. I missed it too. This time off has really allowed me to become the three holed slut Jamal wants me to be.

He continued to train me with plugs but with the addition of the "Love Glider" sex chair, he has been able to use a dildo and have it enter me anally. I was surprised to find that I get a wonderful orgasm from anal penetration. This past weekend he had some friends over and they all watched as he had me ride the glider to multiple orgasms. While they loved the show, they were disappointed that my holes were closed to them. I begged for Jamal to let me at least service them orally but he was adamant. He was even mad enough that I incurred punishment for my insolence and being bratty in front of his friends. I have been on pins and needles all week waiting for the hammer to fall. I've been very attentive and carry all week, hoping that he would forgive me or forget my punishment. But I have been feeling guilty and I've even thought about reminding him that I've yet to punished.

Late Friday I reminded him that I had incurred a punishment. Usually I get a thorough spanking and that's it. Saturday afternoon he had me ready to accept my punishment. He had me insert a large black butt plug. He also had me wear a penis gag, also black. This is a punishment in its own right, as he knows how much I love to suck cock. Next he had placed on the Love Glider in the doorway of the guest bedroom. He then restrained me while sitting on it. The guest bedroom is just off the entryway of his apartment. My arms were raised and secured to the top of the door frame. My waist was secured by a slave belt to the sides of the door on each side. Then he placed a large and I mean large black dildo on the base of the glider.. He had me seat the large phallus inside my cunt. It filled me like only his cock can do. Now I had a phallus in every hole. Lastly he placed a blindfold to restrict me vision. I was on display for anyone who happened to come to the door. My piercings glimmered in the light of the foyer. I was dripping with need.

I'm not sure how long I was there before his friends started coming over. One by one he introduced them. Of course I couldn't respond to them but they certainly became acquainted with me by touching me, slapping my tits or rubbing on my exposed and engorged clit. As each of Jamal's friends would come in, he had me move back and forth on the glider so they could see the black cock going in and out of me. I found myself whimpering, hoping that he would let me cum. He wanted to show them how he was training me to be his black cock slut.. By this time in my training I was past all the embarrassment of his treatment and was flooding the floor with my juices. I counted four of his friends that I had been introduced to. Their touch and the words they had called me, like whore and slut, only made me hotter. I hate being teased and Jamal knows this, so this was the worst punishment he could have come up with.

Occasionally, one of his friends would come back in for some more groping or to slap my tits or clit. I would writhe and whimper for them, hoping again that Jamal would have pity on me and let me loose. They would just move the glider back and forth until I was begging, then turn and go away. Finally, after what seemed like hours of teasing, he brought everyone back into the hallway where I was restrained. He asked if I had learned my lesson on being bratty. When I nodded he pulled the gag out of my mouth. My jaw was very sore but I didn't complain.. I deserved his ministrations. But I remembered my manners.

"Thank you Sir. I have been punished for being bratty. There are no excuses and I will not do it again."

I said all of this while grinding back and forth on the large phallus in my cunt. This must have pleased him as a cock was rubbed across my lips. I opened obediently and took the cock that was offered. It wasn't Jamal's, as I know his cock anywhere, but took the cock as if it was his and serviced it. When it swelled and spewed it's cum, I held it in my mouth until I was told to swallow.

"Swallow."

"Thank you Sir for using this slut."

"You're welcome little girl. I look forward to more later."

The rest followed over the course of the evening. I took every cock down my throat and swallowed their cum like the black cock whore that I am. When Jamal felt that I had been punished enough he came and released me. He carried me to his bedroom and massaged my arms, legs and back. As much as I love being treated like a slut, I've always loved his aftercare. He is so attentive during this time. The rest of the evening I spent serving drinks, lighting cigars and general cleaning up after his friends.

While I was no longer being punished, I continued to service Jamal and his friends but was not allowed to cum all night. They groped my body, felt up my breasts, and teased my dripping wet pussy but no relief. I was surprised that Jamal didn't have a gangbang that night. I found out why the next night. I was just being primed for what was to come. When everyone left and it was just me and Jamal, he had me take his cock down my throat for the final time that night and swallow his cum. I was sent to bed very needy and slept fitfully all night.

Kristy's Initiation

Sunday, I woke up Jamal with his usual blowjob and left to make him breakfast. We spent some down time watching TV and me catching up on some e-mails to family. When the afternoon came around, he had me go take a nap and rest up for what he called some "festivities" he had planned for this evening. I was excited and had a hard time falling asleep because his idea of festivities always means that I am going to be used in some extreme way. It always gets my juices going.

When I woke up from my nap, Jamal had me bath and remove all my body hair. I put on my collar again and met him in the living room. He set me down and explained what the night would hold. He wanted to have a committed relationship and end my consideration phase and recognize me as his collared slave. I thanked him for this and agreed to accept his offer. He told me that tonight would be my initiation and he planned to have his friends over to participate. I should expect to have all of my holes filled and then some. I told him that I would do my best to please him and make him proud of his choice.

I tried to keep myself busy most of the day. I was still very horny from being denied all of last night. I was on edge all day. The anticipation of the unknown was overwhelming. I thought several times about asking permission to cum and take some of the edge off but I didn't. I did not want to earn the ire of Jamal on such a big night. I spent extra times getting ready and mentally preparing for whatever Jamal had planned. He was very attentive and cuddly all day. He was his usual calm self while I was nervous with restless anticipation. I was almost relieved when he told me to get into position to receive guests.

I was waiting on my knees when the guest started arriving. It didn't take long for them to all get there as I was to find out later. Jamal had given everyone his plans and they are anxious to be a part of it. Jamal had me greet everyone in the usual manner. I crawled around the room and became familiar with each man's cock, all of them black I might add. This was really just a chance for me to prime everyone for later. Once everyone had been aroused including me. I was led into the great room. It is the largest room in Jamal's apartment. There was a large partition with a hole about 2' wide in circumference. I was led to the partition and feed through the whole so that my body was on both sides of the wall. I was secured with my arms spread wide and attached to the partition. My ankle cuffs were attached to a spreader bar. My hair was in a ponytail and secured to the top of the partition so that my mouth would be held up for easier use.

Several of the men oiled my body down. It felt good to have them all touching my body. I could feel my juices already leaking down my thighs. Some of them made comments about what a slut and fuck toy I was. This of course made me proud as I know Jamal was. That was when the party started. Each man took turns using all of my holes.. Jamal was the first to take my mouth. I eagerly took his beautiful cock in my mouth and laved my tongue around his veiny shaft. Another man took his pleasure in my cunt. There was no warm up, he just plunged into my wet and splayed lips and started pounding me. Because I was restrained and couldn't move, I felt like a fuck doll unable to writhe or do anything except take what was given me.

Some of them men slapped my ass. It was still a bit sore from my spanking the day before but it spurned me on to a deeper level of pleasure. The cock in my pussy was thrashing so hard that my breasts were swinging like twin pendulums. I guess this brought them attention because it wasn't long before someone started slapping them. My nipples are very sensitive even for someone with large breasts. So this was something that had floating in sub space early. Each man swapped out and took their turns with either end, filling all my holes with big black cock. I was in slut he