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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.
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.
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