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My name is Mary. I have a husband, but am owned. I eagerly allow any man my master chooses to use my body to please himself. It doesn't matter that they all cum inside me because I'm already pregnant

Let me tell you a little about myself. I'm pretty good looking, 35 years old, 5 foot 7 inches, 130 pounds, natural dark brown hair, hazel eyes, and enhanced 36 C breasts.

I wasn't always a slut. For the first 30 years of my life every thing was quite normal. I was a very ordinary housewife and part time waitress, happily married to my husband Ed for 13 years, with two beautiful daughters. Ed has a good job; we live in a very nice house. For those first 13 years Ed was the only man I was ever intimate with. I was quite content.

Then thanks to Ed my life took an unexpected turn.

It all started when Ed said he wanted to take me to a swingers' party. When he explained what that involved my immediate reaction was NO, NO, NO, NO! Ed was all the man I had ever wanted, and I had no desire to have sex outside our marriage. Especially I wasn't interested in public sex. I told him I was too old and too bashful to be fucked in front of other people.

As is his way, Ed kept working on me. He told me I had a very sexy body just made for swinging. He wouldn't let the matter drop no matter how much I protested. For weeks, months he badgered me.

The trouble is, I'm a very submissive person, and Ed is very persuasive. That's how Ed got me pregnant when I was just 16. So, Ed eventually convinced me to go with him and give it a try.

Ed has always bought me sexy clothes to wear. He insists I not wear bras. My breasts were natural 36b's then, so me being bra-less wasn't particularly noticeable, unless Ed selected my blouse. Ed wants me to dress erotically all the time. I usually comply. I even learned what fun it was being noticed and ogled by men. I actually like them hitting on me. What girl doesn't want to feel desired?

To get me ready for the party, Ed shaved my pussy. He likes me shaved, and always wants to do it for me.

He bought me a very seductive red mini dress with a plunging neckline for the occasion. That dress and heels was all he wanted me to wear. I had to admit as I looked myself over in the mirror, I did look pretty sexy.

When we got to the party, I was nervous as all get out. Ed made sure I had plenty to drink.

When a handsome man, ten years younger than me, sat down with us, I was flattered. We started making small talk, and he very shortly started rubbing his hand up my thigh. I was nervous and excited at the same time. My pussy was soon wet.

Thanks to the alcohol, we started making out right there were we were sitting. Knowing people were watching me being fondled, kissed, and fingered by a complete stranger in front of my husband has an incredible and unexpected turn on. Before I knew it I was in the middle of the room being fucked for the first time by someone other than my husband. And in front of a dozen or so people to boot. I came harder than I had ever cum before.

I saw him several times afterward, and he showed me a lot about sex I never knew. I learned how much fun oral sex could be, and that there were other positions than missionary. I started to realize that Ed wasn't much of a lover.

I was much more eager when a little while later Ed took me to another swinging party with about 50 people. I realized from the last time that I really loved being fucked in front of other people. Knowing I was being watched was a really exciting turn on for me.

That time I ended up being fucked by a 6'3"construction worker with a 10 inch long cock. I learned the joy a 10 inch cock can bring to a girl. I also went out with that fellow several other times. Once we spent an entire weekend fucking on his sail boat. I loved laying around naked in the sun on the deck after skinny dipping in the cool water. We fucked like rabbits. I was stretched out real good after that weekend.

Ed saw how much I liked being fucked in public. He started referring to me as a slut and a whore. I didn't really mind, because I enjoyed behaving that way. Being a slut made sex so much more incredible.

Eventually seeing me fucked by other men wasn't enough for Ed. He wanted me to start fucking black men.

I told Ed I wasn't sure I wanted to be fucked by a black man. I was raised to believe that blacks are different from whites, and that it just wasn't right for the races to mingle sexually. I didn't know what a black man would do to me, or expect of me.

But of course Ed pressured me and reassured me I was made for black men. He said I was already a slut since I had fucked other men. He said sluts fuck black men. He told me how erotic it would be for me to be taken by a black man, how the contrast of our skins would be so exciting to see.

I didn't agree right off, but he did get me thinking about it. I recalled that about a year before a black man flirted with me at my sister's New Years Eve party. Him being black and me being white, feeling that what he was suggesting was just plain wrong had really turned me on then.

Still, I wondered if I would have the courage to actually submit sexually to a man of a different race. I wasn't sure I wanted to have sex with a Negro. Ed kept working on me. Ed said it was meant to be. He said he wanted me to enjoy the taboo of interracial sex.

Of course I had heard the tales of black men being so much bigger, and therefore better sex partners than white men. Sayings like, "once you've tried black, you'll never go back." But, I never believed that. I figured that was just so much hype spread by blacks to lure white women to them. I could see a particular black man being better than one's husband. I had already experienced that most other men were better than my husband. And, as far as blacks having bigger cocks, I had already had a white guy with a 10 inch cock.

I was confused, and really resisted. I wasn't sure that I wanted to fuck somebody from what I was taught was an inferior race.

As I always do, I eventually gave in to Ed. I was at the age when my sexual drive was increasing; I was nearing my sexual peak as a woman. The more I thought about it, the sexier the idea became. The idea of having taboo sex with a black man became increasingly exciting to me. I found that just pondering the possibility made me horny. It was almost as if my body was telling me to do it.

Once I consented, Ed proceeded to advertise me on Craig's List just as he would if he wanted to find a stud to bred his mare. The ad referred to me as "a pretty white woman ready to go black", and included some photos. We got a lot of responses. Ed sorted through them and gave me his selections to pick from. I chose a younger man named Leo who was very black, with a muscular slim body, tall, and very well endowed, as he sent a picture of himself naked..

We agreed to meet at a restaurant. If all went well, I would go home with him.

Ed bought my outfit for that first encounter, a very short mini skirt and a peasant blouse with a deep plunging neckline.. He made sure I wore neither panties or bra.

I was very nervous as we entered the restaurant, but I was really looking forward to finding out what it was really like to be fucked by a man of the black race.

We saw Leo already at a table. He smiled at me as soon as he saw us and stood. That smile made me feel more comfortable.

Leo was about 5 years younger than me, well over 6 foot tall, and very muscular. He was a professional man, very well spoken. His hair was very black, short and kinky curly. He just oozed sexuality.

Looking at him made me wonder how black a baby he might make in a white woman. And I immediately asked myself where that thought came from?

I was already getting wet when we sat down. My nipples were hard, pressing out against the thin material of my blouse. When excited my nipples protrude an inch. Anyone in the restaurant who looked could see how sexually aroused I was.

Our lunch was friendly, but very sexual. I ordered a salad, but didn't eat very much of it. I did finish two vodka gimlets though, which helped relax me.

Most of the time Leo had his hand on my bare thigh. As he rubbed my leg, he said, "You're a beautiful woman. You have a very sexy body, a body meant for sexing."

By that time, my pussy was so wet my skirt was soaked.

After we were through with lunch, Leo started to stand and simply said, "Come with me."

I walked out of the restaurant on Leo's arm, the center of attention. I felt as if everyone was staring at me. I could feel my wet skirt clinking to my legs. I was feeling very, very sexy. It felt marvelous knowing that shortly I would be the white prize of a very black Negro.

Ed followed us out of the restaurant, kissed me good night and said, "Good luck.."

Then he got in our car and drove back home.

When we got to Leo's Mercedes, he opened the door for me. When he got in, I slid over so I would be next to him. I really wanted to be his for the night.

As he drove, Leo stroked my thigh. That got me really hot. I turned my face up to him and kissed his cheek. I began rubbing his crotch with my hand. The bulge in his pants was large and grew harder as I massaged it.

Upon arriving at his house, he lead me in the walk and opened the door for me. As soon as we were inside with the door closed, we embraced right there in the living room.

Leo said, "You'll be staying a while. I'll be fucking you bareback, and I'll be fucking you good."

Standing we kissed, our tongues dancing in each others' mouth. His hands were all over me, feeling my breasts, fingers in my wet pussy.

He said,"You're sure ripe for sex. You're one horny white bitch. You ready?"

"Yes," I mummered. "I want you to fuck me. I want feel your black cock inside me.."

"You sure are a white slut.." He said.

"I can't help it," I responded. "Ed's convinced me I was born to be a slut."

Before long Leo pulled my blouse off over my head exposing my naked breasts. "Nice titties," he commented as he started to kiss and suck them.

He took each of my nipples between his teeth and sucked them to full erection. I arched my back and ran my fingers through the curls of his coarse, kinky hair. His hair felt so masculine, so different from white mens' soft fine hair. I loved the sexy feel of it.

After about five minutes Leo knelt down and removed my heels and pulled down my soaked skirt. He held me by the hips so I could step out of it.

"You have a nice ass, great for fucking," he observed. "And your bare pussy is dripping, ready for my black nigger cock."

I was soaking wet. I told him, "I need your black cock real bad!" I felt sooo sexy!

"Come," he said. "You're ripe for fucking."

With me completely naked, he placed his arm around me and led me to his bedroom.

As Leo quickly undressed, I lay back on the bed watching his muscles rippling under his black skin. As he approached me naked, I saw the biggest cock I'd ever seen. It was very erect, at least 10 inches long, so thick I could barely make my fingers meet when I wrapped them around it, and black, black black.

I spread my legs for him in anticipation. My heart was racing. I felt as if I was about to go over a precipice from which I would never return.

Reaching me he gently pressed the head of his cock against my bare pussy, slowly parting the labia.

Ever so carefully he started working that huge black phallus into me, pulling back slightly before penetrating me yet further. I felt my pussy being stretched beyond where any man had ever stretched it. It felt so hot, so sexy. I knew what I was doing was wrong, it was something that wasn't meant to be. White girls weren't meant to be fucked by black men with such oversized cocks.

He repeated his invasion and retreat and greater invasion of my pale body until he pressed against my cervix.

The attack of that mighty black cock hurt. But I found the pain to be a sexual turn on. I was thinking, "So this is what it feels like to be blackened!"

I started to cum almost right away. It was terrific, I came harder that I'd ever cum before. Seeing the lust-filled black man over me thrusting his cock into me, a white girl, vulnerable to his every whim, feeling what I was doing was contrary to the laws of God and Nature, made the experience so much more exotic and erotic.

After a few minutes the pain subsided a lot. And by then Leo was fucking me hard, real hard. He thrust his black cock in and out of me stimulating every nerve in my vagina.

I continued cumming. Orgasms started in my vagina and spread out throughout my body to my limbs in waves. My whole body was trembling and shaking.

Never, never had I cum with such force before. I couldn't say anything; I just moaned in rapture beneath my black stud.

I felt so totally sexually fulfilled. Ed was right, My body was made for black men to fuck. I was hooked, from that moment on, I was addicted to sex with black men. Never again would I be sexually satisfied by a man of my own race.

Then Leo came! He stopped thrusting and pressed his cock against my cervix. I could feel his warm sperm gushing into me, into my womb in heavy squirts. It was oh, so pleasant to receive the seed of such a viral black man. He came for a long time; I've learned that black men cum more often and in much greater quantities than white men.

"Now you've been nigger seeded," Leo said as the last squirt of his sperm went into me.

"You've a great body for fucking," Leo continued. "You take my cock well, and you sure came hard on it. Yup, you're a natural to it, a natural white bitch."

"Thank you," I replied. "I love being your white bitch."

Leo was still rock hard. Without pulling his cock out, he flipped me over so I was on top of him.

Being on top, I could control the angle of that black cock inside me as I undulated my hips really hard around that monster shaft. In that position, I was really fucking him!

It really turned Leo on when I rubbed my breasts in his face. He grabbed a breast in each hand and massaged them as he said, "you are a real fine white slut to fuck."

I went back to orgasmic heaven rolling that big black cock around inside me.

I realized that for me the die was cast, there would be no turning back. I had begun the life of a white cum slut for black men. I was the white slut for blacks my husband wanted me to be.
After Leo came the second time, I needed a break. His huge black cock was just wonderful. I'd never cum so hard before, but I was exhausted. Yet, I still wanted more.

Sensing my needs, Leo said, "I'll get us some refreshments," as he withdrew his black cock, shinny with our mingled love juices, from my pussy.

He knew just what I wanted, and disappeared into the kitchen. I heard the sound of a blender. Shortly he reappeared with a blender full of yummy vodka and juice drinks.

I was thirsty after cumming so hard and often. So, I had quite a few.

He laid down stretching his 6'3" black frame the length of the bed. His cock finally beginning to soften.

I was seated, legs crossed, enjoying the feeling of his warm sperm trickling out of my pussy. It felt so very natural to be naked before him. I was no longer nervous; even though I had just met the dark stranger before me.

I realized then that I wanted to be always naked for him, so he could take me whenever he wished to.

As we settled down I said, "I love the way you fuck me. I've never been fucked like that before."

"I had no idea it would be like this," I continued. "I've never had such a sexual rush. I came so hard. I never thought I could cum so hard and so many times. I've never felt so much like a woman. It's like this is what my body was meant for."

"I love fucking you." he replied. "You take my cock well. You have a great body for fucking."

"Hell!" he added. "You have a great body for breeding. You ever thought of being black bred? You'd look very sexy with a little nigger baby sucking on your titties."

The fact was, that ever since my husband Ed mentioned that he thought I should start fucking black men, I had thought about what it would be like to be impregnated by a black man. I thought about what it would be like to walk around with a swollen belly knowing a black baby was growing in my womb. I imagined what it would be like to have a black baby suckling at my breast, and of the looks I would get having a black baby on my hip.

Leo brought me back to the present by repeating the line we've heard so many times, "Once you've tried black, you'll never go back."

"Yes. I've heard that," I replied, "but I never knew it was so true. I expected black sex to be better, but I never dreamed it would be in a class all of its own. It's like there's sex, and then there's BLACK SEX! I've had sex with men other than my husband, but I've never had sex like this before."

Leo just lay back smiling, letting me talk. He knew I was hooked. He knew I would do anything to have him fuck me some more.

After I prattled on for long enough, Leo said, "How about you showing me what you can do with that mouth other than talk?"

I can take a hint. I moved over to him and began stroking and kissing his cock. I could taste myself on him. I could smell our mingled sex juices. As that beautiful black phallus began to stir, I sucked it to full hardness. I wanted to show Leo just what a fine white slut I could be. I was determined to give him the best blow job he'd ever experienced..

"Ummm...That's good baby. Where did you learn to suck cock like that?"

I didn't feel I needed to answer, but I gave silent thanks to other white lovers I'd had who taught me about oral sex.

I was really getting into my work. I love the way a man's cock becomes hard in my mouth, and the way he starts to move his hips and moan.

Leo stopped me before he came. "Get on all fours," he directed. Moving behind me, he started fucking me doggie style. Like a rutting bull, he fucked me hard and slapped my ass hard with his hand. His energy had me cumming again in no time.

Then he pulled out and said, "Time for me to tap your sweet white ass."

I didn't say anything, but I'd never had anal sex before.

He rubbed something on his cock and up my ass with a finger. Then I felt the head of his cock pressing against my rose bud. Slowly he pressed with his rock solid cock.. I could feel my sphincter muscle being forced open and being stretched by that huge black cock.

God! It hurt! I believe I gave out a little whimper, bit my lip, and dug my fingers into the sheets as he continued his invasion of my virgin ass.

I wanted to cry out for him to stop, but I was afraid of disappointing him, and that he wouldn't want me any more.

Sensing my trouble he said, "Just relax baby, relax for me. Let me get inside you.

You're too tense. Yield to me baby. Let go and give me total submission."

I took a deep breath and tried to let go, but my hands still clutched the sheets.

Finally Leo worked himself in full depth as, " Ahhhh!" issued from his throat.

"Mmmggghhh!" I screamed out, my face buried in the pillow to silence my agony as best I could.

Leo started pumping my ass slowly, his hands on my hips.

Finally I was able to relax some. As I did, the pain began to subside.

Then I found a way to just let go as Leo had directed. I let him have my body to do with as he wished. That act of submission got me through the pain.

Feeling me finally relaxing, Leo picked up the tempo.

I felt his balls hitting my vagina each time he thrust inside me.

"You sure have a tight white ass bitch," Leo exclaimed. "It's an ass made for nigger fuckin'"

He started pumping into me harder and harder.

Then he brought his hand down on my as so hard it stung like hell. And, I started to cum!

I arched my back and let out a loud moan.

"Yyess, fffuck my ass hard!" I managed to get out. "Fuck it!"

"Sure thing baby," he exclaimed as he slapped me again, and started ramming his cock inside me as deep as he could.

My whole body tightened. My heart was racing, my mouth was dry. Then the dam burst as an even greater orgasm ripped through my entire body.

"How about I cum in your white ass bitch!" Leo stated grabbing a hank of hair. The way he said it, it wasn't a question.

"Yes, cum in may ass. Let me feel you explode." I cried out.

"Do you feel me cumming?" I asked.

"Yah baby, I feel you cumming on my black nigger dick."

With a final push and a grunt Leo started cumming. My whole body shuddered feeling his hot load shooting up inside me, filling my ass with his cum. He kept cumming. His sticky warm cum filling me, giving me a tingling sensation all over.

I lay there spent, limp as a rag doll. I heard a soft pop as his cock slid out of me.

But Leo wasn't done with me. "Here baby, clean me up." He lay back motioning for me to suck his cock.

I did as commanded, licking him clean, tasting myself on him as I did so.

"That's right bitch," he said as I worked. "Get me hard again."

Unbelievably he was getting hard again! The man was insatiable!

"Now lick my ass," he commanded spreading his legs some and lifting his hips.

I began licking around his ass hole while I kept stroking his stiffening cock with one hand.

He raised his hips a little further and exclaimed, "You're one bad white slut!" as I started sticking my tongue up his ass and working it.

I felt proud knowing I was making him horny again.

"That husband of yours is a fool, letting you go black like this. You'll never be satisfied with his puny white dick again," he boasted as I got him fully hard again.

"You're right," I answered. "All I want is black cock now."

That was the start of an all night nigger fuck. The man had no bounds. He kept cumming in me until I collapsed into exhausted, alcohol induced sleep. When I woke up the next morning, we fucked some more.

After our good morning fuck, we showered. Leo and I washed each other. I loved spreading soap of his muscular black body, so shiny in the water. He made sure I was clean clear through too.

I got dressed in the clothes from the night before. My skirt was stiff where it had been soaked from my excitement juices of the evening before.

Leo took me to a nice restaurant for breakfast. It was fun seeing the attention we were getting. Everyone could see I was his white slut, and I had been fucked hard. I loved the feeling of knowing I belonged to him at least for that morning.

When we got back home, Leo walked me into the house and told Ed what I great fuck I was, and thanked him for sharing me with him. Its nice to hear men compliment you.

Once Leo left, Ed had to know all that happened. He told me how sexy I looked with Leo, and how he was sure I was meant to be a white slut for black men.

The fact was that once I had a taste of what black on white sex was, I couldn't stop. I was instantly addicted. Like a junkie, I needed more.

There must be hormones or something in a black man's sperm that a woman absorbs. All I could think about was being fucked by Leo again.

I contacted Leo, and suggested we get together again. Over breakfast, Leo had asked about my family, and I had shown him a photo I had of my daughters. He said he would be happy to come to my house as long as at least one of my daughters was there. My need to be with him again was so great that I didn't hesitate to say I would arrange it.

When I told Sue, my 18 year old daughter, she was curious enough to agree.
When the handsome black man drove up in his Mercedes, it was just my 18 year old daughter Sue and me at home. We were both nervous. Neither of us knew what to expect. I had assured her though that Leo was a real gentleman...with a huge, black cock. The biggest cock I had ever had.

I no sooner opened the door than Leo took me in his arms, and as he said, "hi beautiful," gave me a big kiss.

Letting me go briefly, he looked over at my daughter and said, "and, this must be sweet Sue."

Then he kissed her hand saying, "I'm Leo. Very pleased to make your acquaintance."

In spite of his formal pleasantries, I could see the primal, savage lust for a young white girl in the black man's eyes as he looked her over from head to toe.

It was apparent that he was pleased with what he saw.

We sat in the living room, chatted for a little while, and had some drinks.

The drinks helped calm me down. Sue was into the drinks too, I was sure for the same reason.

It wasn't long before Leo suggested, "Hey, Let's go to the bedroom for some fun?" It was clear that he was saying it to both of us.

I simply got up and led the way into the bedroom.

Once there, Leo quickly stripped off my blouse saying, "I prefer you naked."

"I always want to be naked when you are around," I responded truthfully.

He started sucking my breasts. He loves to get my long nipples in his mouth and suck on them. I ran my fingers through his short, kinky hair moaning softly in delight.

Sue had taken a seat in a chair where she had a good view of the action.

Next Leo pulled down my mini skirt and helped me step out of it. Standing, he began kissing me. As our tongues danced in each others mouths, he worked his fingers up my already wet pussy.

"You sure are a horny white bitch," he proclaimed. "Let's show Sue what's she's been missing."

He started taking off his shirt, I helped with his pants. I couldn't wait to get his big black cock inside me. As soon as his cock was free, I knelt before him and began to suck it and rub my fist up and down the shaft. Oh, how I love the feeling of a black man's cock getting hard in my mouth!

My heart was racing. I was so horny that my love juices were running down my thigh. I so wanted that cock inside me, I felt as if I would burst if I soon didn't have it.

At the same time, I was aware of Sue's presence. What was I doing? I was down on my knees before a naked black man while her father was at work. But, her being there was the price I had to pay to see Leo again. And, I so needed to feel his huge black cock up inside me again that I was willing to do anything, even give my daughter to him.

Before long he was rock solid. All 10 inches of his black cock shiny with my saliva.

"Get on the bed on all fours," he directed.

I got on the bed as instructed, and offered my fine white ass up to him.

He got on the bed behind me, and I soon felt his hard cock parting my labia.

He wasted little time working himself into me. Then he started fucking me hard and slapping my ass.

"Oh god Leo!" I cried out. "I love when you fuck me hard."

"You're a white bitch that needs it hard," he exclaimed, as he grabbed a hank of my hair and pulled my head back toward him.

In no time at all I was moaning loudly and cumming hard on his cock. Those glorious orgasms that only a black man can give me. My whole body trembled as wave after wave of sexual ecstasy coursed through my body.

Leo kept pounding me, and my body just responded to him with continuing orgasms. He must have been fucking me for at least 10 minutes, but I don't know. I was lost in a euphoric state of non stop orgasm. I was oblivious to anything except Leo's hard black cock hammering my pussy.

All the while my daughter sat back witnessing her mother cumming unbelievably hard from a black man's savage assault.

Sue, while not a virgin, had never been with anyone but white men. She was curious; that was why she agreed to be there in the first place.

She saw how very erotic it was for a white woman and a black man to be sexually joined, their contrasting bodies intertwined. She saw how unbelievably hard I was cumming as that large black cock repeatedly invaded my pale body.

The spectacle before her was making her incredibly horny.

Eventually I felt Leo pause, pull me tight against him, and pump my womb full of his Negro sperm. I could feel the warm pulsations of huge quantities of black seed gushing into my womb.

When he withdrew, he turned to Sue, "Want to join in?" he asked.

"Love to," Sue responded eagerly.

She was flushed and visibly horny.

She stepped quickly over to the bed. Leo got up beside her and stripped her naked in no time.

"Lay down there," Leo directed indicating the bed.

My daughter lay on her back and opened her young, white thighs to the very black man before her. Her shaved pussy was visibly wet and inviting.

Leo towered over the prone white girl, his black cock still rock solid glistened with his own cum and her mother's love lubricant.

Leo positioned himself between her legs and guided his black gleaming cock to the entrance of her pussy.

He worked himself in very slowly and carefully as he had done the first time he fucked me.

"He knows how to break young girls", I said. "He is very skilled."

Sue bit her lip as he entered her. I knew from experience how he was stretching her.

"I love sticking my black nigger dick into tight white girls," Leo said as he reached the depths of Sue's vagina.

He then started fucking her just as hard as he had been fucking me. Sue gave a gasp, almost as if the wind was knocked out of her. But soon she was responding to Leo's long strokes.

The sight of my daughter going black for the first time was so sexy! I got the camera and started taking pictures so I could document the event even as Leo's sperm was running down my own leg.

Sue started cumming in those great black induced orgasms. When I saw how hard she was cumming, I knew that she was hooked on black too. I managed to get a photo just as Leo came deep inside her. His left arm cradled her head, her left hand was on his shoulder, the contrast of her white fingers against the black of his back was so very erotic.

That was the start of an all afternoon mother-daughter interracial fuck fest.

When my husband Ed got home, the whole house smelled of sex. There was an incredible amount of cum spewed all over his bed. His wife and daughter were laying together on the bed in a post orgasmic daze.
Ever since my daughter stole my first black lover I was in black cock withdraw. I would do just about anything to get a black man back between my legs.

My husband Ed so liked to see me going black that he was in my corner. First he made arraignments to have my breasts enhanced so I would be more sexy. I went from a B to C, and my breasts were much firmer..

Looking in the mirror afterward, I really liked the sexier me. Of course Ed insisted I continue to go braless. The immediate result I saw was my tips increasing from my part time waitress job.

Something else happened while we were waiting for the operation. One day my husband Ed and I met a white wife and black husband in the grocery store with 3 mixed race c***dren. Ed smiled at her, and she smiled back.

Ed asked, "Isn't that sexy? I think a white woman with a black baby is so very erotic."

"Have you ever thought of having a black baby?" he then questioned.

Truth was, I had been thinking about that...a lot. Ever since I was first with a black man, and experienced just how very powerful black on white sex was, I couldn't get that thought out of my mind. To have unprotected sex with a black man was so incredibly enticing. The thought of being pregnant with a black baby was so very erotic. The thought of having a black baby suckling from my breast was so very sexy. The idea of being seen with a black baby sent shivers down my spine. Then everyone would know that I was a slut for black men.

Just Ed mentioning it made me start to get wet.

"Yes," I responded coyly. "I have given it some thought."

"What do you think?" Ed asked eagerly.

I stayed silent for a long while, enjoying seeing the look of hope in Ed's eyes.

"I think I would like to do it," I responded eventually.

I felt so great just verbalizing it, that I knew it was what I needed to do.

Ed was visibly excited. I saw him shift uncomfortably from a hardening penis.

Of course there was a small problem. I didn't have a black man to breed me. Ever since I introduced my black lover Leo to my older daughter Sue, she was all he was interested in.

But that was no obstacle to Ed. He became a man on a mission.

As soon as I recovered from my breast enhancement surgery enough so he could take photos, he started posting me online looking for a black man interested in breeding a pretty white woman.

I went off my birth control, and Ed stopped having sex with me, so as not to get me pregnant with a white baby. While we have had an open marriage the past several years, he said he would abstain from sex in support of my efforts.

It didn't take long before Ed got a response to his ads. Actually the respondents were very insistent that he take me to a private club in the black side of town. They said that if he didn't, they would expose what we were trying to do by contacting his place of employment, our family, etc. They even hinted that they might just take me by force.

The best we could figure out was that it was a private club run by black men where white women would go to get fucked. When Ed asked me if I wanted to go there, I was all in favor. I didn't care that they threatened us with exposure and more. It had been a while since I had a black cock up my pussy. Ed's little white penis was only half as long and thick as Leo's marvelous black cock. Even before we decided not to have sex, it just couldn't satisfy me any more.

Ed made arrangements for us to go there one Saturday evening. I was very excited, and nervous too. Based on their threats, we were about to get involved with a rough bunch of black men who we knew nothing about.

That afternoon Ed shaved me so my pussy would be perfectly smooth. I took a long, relaxing bath to help calm my nerves. Finally I dressed in the clothes Ed selected for the evening, a very short mini skirt, and a blouse that buttoned up the front, no bra, no panties, and of course heels.

Ed drove. When we got to the address he had been given, all we found was a regular looking house with all the curtains drawn.

"Do you think this is the right place?" I asked.

"I hope so," Ed replied. "I don't know where else to go to try and find it."

We walked up to the door and ran the bell. A huge black man came to the door and asked, "What you want?"

Ed replied as he had been instructed, and the black man stepped aside motioning for us to walk straight ahead. I got the feeling they were waiting for us.

The room we entered was very dark, at least compared to the brightness of the daylight we had left behind. What struck me immediately was the overpowering smell of sex and marijuana smoke. I knew what sex smelled like, and even though I had never smoked marijuana, I had a pretty good idea that that was what was in the air.

My eyes quickly adjusted to the dim light. I saw that there were about 30 people in a large room that made up most of the first floor of the house. Men outnumbered women by about 3 to 1. Almost all of the men were black. The few white men that were there were most likely husbands like Ed. Most of the women were white, but a few black women were about.

There was a small bar area to one side along with a few tables and chairs. Most of the people were talking and laughing, a few were dancing very erotically.

I also noticed a few high padded benches with lights shining down upon them. Those lights accounted for a great deal of the light in the room.

Ed led me over to one of the tables. Then got us us drinks.

We sat there for a few minutes. As my eyes adapted to the dim light I could better see what was happening off to the sides. There were knots of people talking and laughing. Each group seamed to be centered around one or two white women. If a white man was with the group, he was generally not involved in what was being discussed. One white guy was just sitting alone looking at a white woman dancing suggestively with two black men.

My nerves were on edge, not knowing what to expect. I quickly had another drink.

About then a slim muscular black guy approached. There was another black guy right behind him.

"I'm Devon," he proclaimed as he looked me over closely.

'Hi, I'm Mary," I responded smiling nervously. I didn't know if I should introduce Ed as my husband or what, so I said nothing.

The two black guys just ignored him anyway.

"First time here?" Devon queried.

"Yes," I managed to get out.

"Then I want to be the first one to fuck you," he declared.

"This is William...he'll help."

"Like a smoke?" Devon said offering me a joint. "Have you ever tried dope before?" he added.

"No," I confessed. I realized I wasn't being much of a conservationist, but I was too nervous to do any better.

"Like to try some?" Devon asked, smiling a little at my obvious discomfort.

"Sure," I managed to get out.

My pulse was racing.

Devon lit a joint and took a deep drag. Then he handed it to me as he held the smoke.

I sucked the acrid smoke deep into my lungs just as he had done...and erupted in a cough.

"Take another hit,but not as deep," he encouraged me with a smile.

His smile was genuine, and I started to relax. I was more successful the second try, and managed to hold a little bit of the smoke for a few seconds and blew it out without coughing.

Soon I was feeling a little light headed.

"So this is marijuana," I said.

"Yup," replied Devon. "We add a little cocaine too."

Between the drinks and the laced pot I was feeling more relaxed and horny sexy. Both the guys were younger that me and looked to have great bodies.

"Come on, let's dance a little," Devon said.

As he was talking, he took hold of my wrist and stood up, bring me up with him. It was more of an order that anything else.

I allowed him to lead me to the part of the room that served as a dance floor. William followed.

The three of us started dancing. I was pretty much sandwiched between Devon and William.

From the start, both guys took every opportunity to bump up against me, feeling me up and pressing their pelvises against me.

I decided I could play that game too, so I started grabbing their crotches. I was very pleased to get a hand full of large, semi-hard cock from both of them.

Not only were they young and strong, but well endowed to boot. Right then I knew I was going to have a memorable evening.

It wasn't long before I was french kissing both guys.

Our dancing had devolved to standing gyrations as I kissed one or the other while both took turns feeling my breasts or sliding a finger up my pussy.

"You sure a horny bitch," remarked William as he discovered how very wet I was.

As I was kissing Devon, my blouse was unbuttoned by William and my breasts exposed.

William promptly started sucking my nipples to full extension. They stick out a full inch when I am sufficiently aroused, and he was enjoying sucking on them and flipping each with his tongue.

Devon had a finger deep inside me and I started riding it, rotating my hips around his hand.

I was so incredibly sexually excited. Being felt up like that by two black men in front on such a large group of people and my own husband was such a turn on.

I started cumming right there on the dance floor. Those little sweet orgasmic "pops" I get from clitoral stimulation.

The guys could tell I was cumming.

William stripped off my blouse. Then he effortlessly picked me up in his incredibly strong black arms. As he held me suspended, Devon undid and pulled down my mini skirt.

We gyrated to the music and made out for a bit with me completely naked.

Then Devon said to no one in particular, "time for us to get some white pussy." Then to me he asked, "do you want ta fuck?"

"Oh yes, yes," I mummered.

With that each took an arm and they led me over to one of the raised padded benches under the lights.

They lifted me up so I was sitting on the end.

Then William took both my arms and Told me to, "lay down here," as he guided me into a prone position.

He kept hold of my arms as Devon placed shackles around each ankle so my legs were spread. The chains led to the floor where they were fastened.

I made no resistance, just letting them do to me as they wished, but I was apprehensive and getting a little scared, not knowing what they were going to do to me.

Ed had moved closer so he could take in all the action.

Seeing that I was nervous Ed said, "relax honey. You really look real sexy bound like that. Everything's going to be fine."

I wondered how he would know that, or be able to prevent the black men who had control over me from doing anything, but knowing he was right there was still very comforting.

It was apparent that there was no backing out. Those two black men were going to fuck and use me as they saw fit, and there was nothing I could do about it.

The truth was, I didn't want to stop anything. I can't describe how incredibly exciting everything was. I love being fucked in public. I love being fucked by another man when my husband is watching. I love black cock. I was so very vulnerable being bound and helpless. And to top everything off I knew I might become pregnant. It was a cascade of erotic experiences that culminated in that very event.

I get very wet when I'm horny, and I was sure my sex juices were running out of my pussy in anticipation.

"You on the pill?" William asked?

"No", I answered.

"That's just grand," William replied. "I like breeding white women. That's what this place is all about."

"What you're on now is a breeding bench. A lot of white bitches got themselves black babies on this here bench."

The height of the bench was just right so a standing man could easily fuck a woman chained to it.

So, Devon dropped his pants and took his hard cock out and, standing at the end of the bench, started to press the head against my pussy.

I felt him start to enter me. My wet labia parting easily for him.

Then he just plunged into me as deep as he could. I couldn't see it, but his cock was 12 inches long, and he was up against my cervix before he was in his full length.

God! I thought my head would come off!

That first deep stroke caused an instantaneous orgasm. It welled up inside me as his cock traveled the depth of my vagina, and exploded at the very moment he crashed against my cervix.

I was cumming continuously then.

That caused Devon to announce, "Look at her, this one's a horny white bitch, she's cumming already!"

I heard Ed calling to me, "God Mary, you look so sexy, you look so sexy."

I was having the most intense orgasms I had ever experienced. They were radiating out from my vagina and making my whole body quake. I could feel them in my finger tips and toes.

I thought nothing could ever match the first time I went black, but what I was experiencing was another lever more intense. So much was happening to me.

I was being used by a savage black man intent on breeding me. I loved it!

I was lost in the moment so to speak. The next thing I was aware of was Devon spewing his black seed deep inside me. I could feel the pressure of his hot sperm gushing into me with each of his final thrusts. Each thrust driving as deep into me as my body would allow.

After Devon pumped as much black sperm inside me as he could, the guys switched places. William began fucking me as Devon held my arms.

As William plowed his big black cock into my sloppy pussy, Devon began talking to me, "You are a really good fuck, bitch."

"You make one nasty white whore."

"I love cumming in your tight white pussy."

"You're made to be a slut for black men."

"You got a body for breedin. I can't wait to see a black baby suckin' on those titties of yours."

Ever since that time, the blacks from the club and my husband have addressed me as slut, bitch or whore. There was a time I would have taken offense at such terms, but I now embrace them. That's what I have become, and what I am has allowed me to realize what it means to be a woman. I feel a sexual fulfillment I had never realized existed.

I soon became oblivious to what Devon was saying as I once again entered the nirvana of black cock induced orgasms. I stayed there until he too filled my womb with his black seed.

William withdrew saying, "Thanks slut, that was a great fuck. I look forward to having more of you."

With that, he just walked away.

Devon released my arms saying, "We're gonna give you a chance to rest now."

I was confused. My ankles were still shackled..

Just then two black women approached with a pillow.

"Here honey," the first said. "Raise your hips so I can get this pillow under you. We want that good black seed you just got to have the best chance of giving you a baby."

I did as instructed. Then, after placing the pillow, they walked away.

ED came near to keep me company.

"You looked so damn sexy with those two black guys fucking you," he said. "It was so erotic to see their black cocks going in and out of your white pussy with you cumming so hard. You're made for this. Your destiny is to be a slut for blacks."

I lay there for a good half hour as Ed told me over and over again just how erotic and sexy I looked, what a fine white slut I was.
After being chained naked to the breeding bench for about half an hour, the black women returned, removed the pillow from under my hips and freed my ankles.

My husband Ed took me back to the table where we had been siting, and got us more drinks.

It appeared as if I was the opening act.. As we sat and I rested, we watched other white women chained to the breeding benches just as I had been. Multiple black men took turns fucking the helpless white women. I have to say sitting there naked, with the sperm from two black men leaking out of me, the scene was incredibly erotic.

By that time, all the white women were naked. The musky smell of sex that permeated the place was even stronger.

I noticed that my clothes were nowhere in sight. Ed told me that someone had taken them. I guessed that they didn't want me to leave early and wanted me to be naked as long as I was there.

There were so many other naked white women around, I fit right in.

Before long another young man strode over to our table. "I'm Jason," he proclaimed as he sat down not waiting for an invitation.

Jason was a young man standing about 6'3" and 210 pounds, very dark with short hair. I could see by the way his muscles rippled under his shirt that he had a great build.

As with the black men before, he pretty much ignored Ed.

"I'm Mary," I simply responded. It didn't seam right to offer to shake his hand. I wasn't sure just what to do, perhaps spread my legs for him? I was pretty sure he intended fucking me.

He sat down next to me. As we exchanged pleasantries, he just picked up my purse, and began going through my billfold.

"Who's this?" he queried holding up a picture.

He found a photo of my younger daughter in a bikini.

"That's my daughter Kathy," I responded. "She's 16," I added.

"Nice," he replied. "She into black men too?"

"No," I answered. "She's too young. She's still a virgin."

As soon as I said that I saw a lecherous glint in his eyes.

"You'll have to introduce us."

Putting my billfold down he said, "Let's dance." It was more of an order than anything else.

I eagerly allowed myself to be led to the dance floor by the tall black stranger.

We proceeded to dance close, erotically, bodies touching, me white and naked, him black and clothed. All the while I felt other black men's sperm running down my legs. I knew this would be a night to remember.

Before long Jason pulls me tight against him. I look up, our lips meet, and we begin a long lingering kiss. I feel his tongue pressing against my lips. Instinctively they part allowing full access to my mouth. My tongue responds, searching his. We're locked in a tight embrace, gyrating to the beat of the music.

I can feel a growing hardness at his crotch.

He breaks off our kiss and looks down at me.

"You're horny for more fucking."

It was a statement and didn't require an answer.

He lead me upstairs to a bed room and closed the door.

I helped Jason off with his clothes. God, how marvelous he looked. All the black men I'd been with were tall, and had hard, toned bodies. And their cocks were all at least twice the size of Ed's.

As soon as his black cock was free, I got on my knees and began to suck it. It just felt so natural for me to do that.

I'd learned what a thrill it was to serve black men. It is amazing how just their presence commands submission.

I wrapped my mouth around his black phallus and began to make it grow and throb in my mouth.. I so love the feeling of power that gives me as I lick, suck and stroke such a wonderful pleasure organ. Like all the black men before, Jason had a wonderfully large and thick cock. No wonder I was so addicted to black sex.

"That's it bitch," Jason said. "Suck my nigger cock. I'm gonna cum in your mouth and let you eat my black cum."

He garbed a handful of my hair and began fucking my mouth.

I tried to relax my throat and time my breathing with his thrusts.. I wanted to see if I could take all of his length, witch was at least about 10 inches.

He saw what I was doing and encouraged me, "You're a good white slut. Deepthroat my black cock. Let me cum right down your throat."

I just let him use me, he thrust deep inside my throat as I worked to keep from gagging from his deepest thrusts.

Before long he pushed deep inside, and I felt him explode sending torrents of his black seed directly down my throat.

I started to gag, and instinctively pulled back.

He wasn't done cumming. He continued spewing cum over my face, hair and chest.

I quickly recovered and looked up at him as I took my fingers and wiped cum off my face and breasts. Licking my fingers clean each time.

"Get on all fours on that bed," he commanded.

I eagerly did as directed, raising my still cum slick pussy toward him in anticipation.

He got right behind me. I momentarily felt the head of his penis pressing against my labia. They easily parted for him, allowing him to fill me full depth with his black baby stick.

Oh how I loved the way he stretched and filled me. As he started thrusting, I loved how he bumped up against my cervix with each stroke.

"Fuck me hard," I pleaded.

Jason didn't need much encouragement. It was obvious that fucking white women hard came naturally to him. He grabbed a hank of my hair, pulled my head back as far as it would go. At the same time, he administered s hard stinging slap on my ass.

He continued pulling my head back and slapping me as he thrust savagely into me.

"You're a real white cum slut bitch!" he exclaimed as he proceeded with his assault on my body. "I like that in my white bitches. You just can't get enough nigger cock. Can you?"

"No," I exclaimed. "I need black cock. I need it bad!"

Oh god! I was cumming again, hard.

Each deep thrust of that beautiful ebony shaft unleashed torrents of orgasmic passion that I could feel traveling out from my vagina to my extremities.

"You commin' hard on my nigger cock, ain't you bitch?"

I couldn't answer.

Then there was a pause in Jason's assault as he withdrew and repositioned his cock against my ass.

I knew what was coming. I knew I'd have to submit completely to Jason's will.

Using mostly the cum on his cock from my fucking by other black men earlier in the evening Jason proceeded to press his thick black dick into my ass.

I worked to relax as best I could.

The pain as he stretched my sphincter as intense. I let out a soft cry as my fingers clutched the sheets.

He worked himself in slowly, but steadily.

Once in sufficiently Jason began thrusting, going a little deeper each time.

I worked on yielding to him. Gradually the pain lessened.

I started cumming again by the time I heard Jason groan and felt him unleash another torrent of cum deep inside my ass.

He pulled out and brought his cock up to my face.

"Here bitch, clean me off."

Without hesitation I proceeded to lick him clean, tasting myself on him as I did so.

By the time I was finished, Jason was hard again.

He kept fucking me until I passed out from booze, exhaustion and sexual euphoria.

When I awoke in the morning, Jason was there beside me and we fucked again.

When I used the bathroom, I caught a look at myself in the mirror. I looked a mess. My hair was disheveled. I had dried cum on my face, breasts and in hair.

I asked Jason, "Is there someplace where I can clean up?"

"You don't need to clean up," was his response. "You look just like the white slut you are."

He led me back downstairs. Ed was still there. He had slept on the floor.

"Do you have my clothes?" I asked Ed.

Jason interrupted, "We're keeping your clothes. We send white whores like you home naked."

With that, Ed and I walked out of the club into the light of a new day.

Ed didn't offer me his shirt.

Actually he said, "They're right. You're a black cock slut now. Everybody should know it."

It was early. I didn't notice anyone as we walked to the car.

Back at our house, Ed parked at the curb so I would have to walk the length of our walk into the house.

As he got out of the car he said, "Our neighbors should know what a slut you are now."

When I stepped inside our two daughters were up and at the kitchen table. As soon as they saw me, they started giggling.

"What have you been up to?" Kathy the younger one asked as she stared at me in wonderment.

"Your mom's a slut for black cock. She was fucking black men all night." Her father simply explained.
Still looking for more black sex, I asked my husband Ed if we could go back to the black club where I had such a great time having sex with three separate black men.

Ed made a phone call.

"They want you to come back," he reported after he hung up. "They intended to make you black property."

"What do you mean by black property?" I asked.

Ed explained, "From what they've told me, you will be collared, shackled, and tattooed to signify your new status as being black owned. You will be given to one of the club members, who the club selects, to be your master. That's about all I know."

Then he added, "Oh, and they want to know today that you're going to go along with this."

"That all seams rather drastic," I replied. "There's a reason I don't have any tattoos now. I'm not ready to become a sex slave to someone I don't even know. What do you think?"

"I think you should do it," Ed said with a gleam in his eye. "You'll look real good with tattoos, and I'm sure the collar and shackles can be removed when you're not at the club."

Ed just stood there looking hopeful.

"And what's this about being owned by somebody I don't know?" I questioned. "I'm happy being married to you."

"I think they mean when you're at the club," Ed replied without really knowing.

I always give into Ed's desires, but that time I stood my ground, and said I needed time to think about everything, and was determined not to give an answer that day.

It was a disappointed Ed who called the club to give my non decision.

"They didn't take that very well," Ed exclaimed after he hung up. "They said you're a smart-ass, stuck up white bitch that needs to be taught a lesson."

It was late afternoon of the very next day when four large black guys from the club burst through the front door of my house. Both my daughters were away, only Ed and I were home.

I was frightened to death by the abruptness of their arrival.

"What is this?" I screamed.

"You're coming with us bitch," one of them said as he and another of the black men roughly grabbed each of my arms.

The other two grabbed Ed, and tied his hands. We were quickly conveyed to their car in our driveway.

I was terrified. I was being k**napped.

"Where are you taking us?" I cried.

"We're taking you to the club for a little discipline," was the answer. "You're going to be a black man's bitch. You don't have no more say in the matter than did the Africans you white people enslaved. You're going to be bred by a black man just like black slaves were bred by whites."

The rest of the drive was made in silence. By the time we got to the club, I was shaking from a mixture of nervousness and fear.

Both of us were bodily dragged into the club. Even in daylight, the interior was dark. Just like the last time, the first sensation I had was the unmistakeable smell of sex, mixed with the odor of marijuana.

I was immediately taken to the middle of the room and roughly stripped naked.. My hands were tied together, and the rope run up through a ring in the ceiling I had not noticed before. Then my hands were drawn up until I was suspended so I could barely take the weight off of my arms by balancing on my toes which just touched the floor.

Ed was tied in a chair near by.

"This is Robert," one of the guys said to me, indicating a tall, muscular black man about 40 years old who stood 6'3" tall. "He's been selected to be your master. You're going to be his property. He's going to show you what happens when you don't obey."

I noticed Robert was holding a long cane as he walked behind me.

There were about 30 people in the room gathering around to watch.

The first strike of the cane hurt like hell! It knocked me off balance so that I hung from my suspended arms. And the blows kept coming.

"Remember bitch," I heard Robert say between blows. "I like beating you. When ever you give me an excuse, I'll do this again so people can see what happens when a slave doesn't follow orders. But this ain't nothin' compared to what you white people did to the black man when you had the chance."

Robert continued to beat me until he drew blood.

He smiled when he showed me the blood on the cane.

"This being your first time, I'm goin' easy on you."

When I was let down, I collapsed to the floor.

But my punishment didn't end there.

I was immediately taken to a breeding bench. My hands were bound back over my head, and my feet bound to the floor so my legs were spread.

Robert took off his clothes, and stood before me naked. He brought his black cock to my face.

"Suck my black cock bitch," he said bring it to my mouth. "Do a good job. I don't want to have to beat you again."

I had to admit it was a beautiful black cock, just what I had been craving.

I opened my mouth, and started sucking his flaccid cock. I felt his cock start to swell and enlarge in my mouth. Soon he started fucking my mouth with his hard ebony shaft of 10 inches.

He grabbed a hank of my hair and thrust his cock in and out of my mouth.

Testing me, he gradually thrust a bit deeper, then deeper yet, until he was thrusting down my throat.

I had to focus just to breath and not gag on his thick shaft.

Then he pulled back and with a grunt came all over my face, great gobs of black semen pumped from his cock, covering me.

I ran my tongue over my lips and sucked in what I could, but his cum was also in my eyes and I couldn't see.

Black men cum so much. I was wishing my hands were free so I could his cum out of my eyes.

As I was dealing with being unable to see what was happening to me, I felt a cock pressing my labia apart and enter my pussy.

I had no idea who it was, but I felt a huge cock entering me, stretching me.

Whoever it was started fucking me hard, forcing himself in full depth with every thrust.

Then I heard the voice of the man who was to be my master, "You said you wanted to fuck black men. That's what you're going to do. You're gonna' fuck me and any other nigger who wants you tonight. Just like when white people enslaved blacks, you have no say in the matter."

He continued, "You said you wanted to have a black baby. I'm going to bred you as many times as I can. You're gonna' bear as many nigger babies as I can get out of you. You be my property, to do with as I please.."

I felt another cock being pressed against my mouth.

Oh God! I was being gang ****d by black men.

I was bound and helpless before a room full of people who were enjoying my humiliation.

I opened my mouth to accept the cock pressing itself to me as another repeatedly slammed up against my cervix.

I struggled helplessly against what bound me. There was no give.

In spite of, or perhaps because of the physical abuse, I started feeling orgasms welling up from deep inside me. They started in my vagina and traveled like electric shocks through me to my extremities.

It was as if the ropes that bound me were electrodes, and each orgasmic wave ended in a shock there.

"Oh fuck me!" I exclaimed as my orgasms overwhelmed my senses.

I was aware of pain, but it only heightened the feeling of ecstasy streaming through my body.

I was lost in a euphoric delirium.

After a while I slipped into a stupor. Black men were still using my body, but I was too exhausted to respond.

My face, hair and chest were covered in cum.

By the end of the night, I was tied face down so they could use my ass.

It was early the next morning when Ed was allowed to take me away. I was sent home naked, covered in more cum than I could have ever imagined possible. And I was sore beyond belief. Everything hurt.
It was only a week after my punishment that I was expected to go back to the black club for the formal initiation that would make a white sex slave of me. I was to be owned by the black man called Robert. His plan was to bred me as many times as he could; my womb would belong to him.

I also knew that my initiation would involve me being tattooed and collared to show the world that I was black owned.

My husband Ed was excited to see me given up to be a black man's sex slave. He encouraged me to go through with it, insisting that that was my purpose in life.

I still had grave misgivings, but having been caned already for my reluctance, and with Ed pushing me forward, I saw no alternative but to go through with it. Suffice it to say I was very frightened.

The day of my scheduled enslavement was very strange. Ed was the most lov