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Lipstick, Lace, and Lingerie ... " Never deny who you are, sissy. " my Ebony Master told me as, time after time i refreshed my lipstick before slipping my mouth over the head and down the shaft of another cock. A dozen burly Black Men surrounded me, waiting Their turn. i didn't. i was a sissy. A femboy. And very submissive. And was turned on by sucking big black cocks. And i was doing my utmost to make each blow-job last as long as possible, believing each Man's dark heavy balls – which i dutifully kissed, licked, sucked and played with – would fill with the hot sperm i desired to swallow ... ... although decidedly androgynous, and deceptively plain looking, i was not unattractive. Often my sissy-self peered out from my bathroom mirror. Short dirty blonde hair; sensual hazel green eyes behind natural, full lashes. Shapely, kissable lips. A near perfect peach and cream complexion. And beneath the baggy cargo pants, loose shirt, hoody, cap, slightly large jacket, and a pair of workman's boots ? A fit, slender, boyishly girlish / girlishly boyish smooth limbed, hairless body that loved slipping into nylons, heels, bralettes, panties, and a snug little corsette. With caged tinies, pierced buds, an inviting tatoo over my boi-pussy, and a little soft make-up i looked very Femme. ... and younger than i was because i had a disciplined approach to my effeminate physique. i was slender and fit, certain these attributes were important to Anyone who wished to make me Their sex toy. i placed confession-filled personals in a number of alternative-lifestyle websites. Gay, Bi, Trans, BDSM, and especially BNWO sites. It was from the last that i began receiving the most sexually demanding replies ... From Dominant Black Masters specifically looking for a submissive white male sissy to fuck like the slutty bitch she was. Replying to All with great respect, and a requested semi-nude pic, i encouraged Them to contact One Another; confessed i would submit to All of Them in a group as well as individually. They liked the idea of gang-banging me. Those initial short messages were followed by more expressive and detailed emails. Those were followed by phone calls. i spent nearly an entire day speaking with each Master. W/we agreed i would meet a few of Them at a local diner – mostly They wanted to see if i fit my description and photo. i was sure They wanted to see if They were ... attracted to me. It was actually sexually exciting to be seated in one corner of the diner's booth with three beefy, powerful looking Black Men surrounding me. They didn't take Their eyes off me, even told me to : " ... get up and go to the bathroom so We can see more of you. " And when i came back ... " We're only interested in you as Our fuck toy, matthew, " One said in a low deep voice, " do you understand what submitting to The Black New World Order means ? " i admitted, even as a submissive white male sissy, i did NOT. A Second explained in a smooth tone, " Tomorrow night you will arrive shaved, cleaned out, and prepared for dozens of Us to fuck you. you will obey Us and do everything We demand of you. " The Third added, " We will tell you when to prepare to serve Us next. There may be more of Us, or fewer. Or We may tell you who you have been sold to. All you can be sure of is that your purpose is to sexually please Whoever owns you. " One produced a tablet and showed me the add They were placing everywhere pertinent online – ALL Black BDSM and BNWO sites ... The add : " For Sale Or Rent : one young, single, white, male, submissive sissy. 5 feet 9 inches tall. 150-minus lbs. Healthy. DD free. ALWAYS obedient. Smoothly groomed. Will dress for Your pleasure. Understands he/r place. Bred to BE bred. VERY oral. VERY anal. Loves BIG cocks. Experienced gang-bang slut. Taboo topics negotiable. Price negotiable. " Since then ... would i tell my Therapist how many cocks had blown hot loads of sperm down my throat, or how many times i'd been bare-back bred and impregnated ? There was something about Big Black Veiny Cocks that i just could NOT resist. Perhaps the way light played across tight Black muscle and flesh ? the way veins stood out ? the slick detailed curves of a cock-head ... demanding my lips and tongue into action. At first the gang-bangs took place in hotel rooms. my Masters would rent joining rooms. In one room there was me. Their white sissy slut. Tastefully dolled up for Them to fuck for however long They wanted, however many times They wanted. Usually to exhaustion of all parties. In the other room They kept belongings, took showers, watched TV, ordered carry-out. A few Black Masters became a half-dozen, became eight, a dozen, fifteen and then ... more, so much that renting hotel rooms didn't make sense. Specially after the police showed supposedly because of the noise. i am NOT a screamer. i whimper, gasp softly – usually with a cock fucking my mouth while another pounds my ass. i think it had more to do with groups of Black Men coming and going out of two hotel rooms. i remember the Female Officer's reaction when She saw me on the bed. i was wearing black back-seamed thigh high nylons, 6-inch black leather fuck-me pumps, a matching lacy corsette, a collar, and a black cock cage for my tinies. i was tied tummy down, spread wide open, my butt propped up by pillows, blushing from spankings, asshole over flowing with cum. She untied me. Foud a towel and handed it to me. i wiped the cum off my chin and from between my ass cheeks. Then W/we sat on the edge of the bed for a brief chat. " Do you want to be here, hun ? " She asked. " ... y-yes Officer, " i answered respectfully. " you're NOT being paid ? " She demanded, not quite startled. " ... n-no Officer, " i replied. She looked me in the eye, grinned rather sensually, " well, fuck Me. " ( Technically, i was NOT being paid. The Men, however, did leave $$$ for me after each fuck-fest. They owned me and consequently DID take care of me. i also have wondered if some of my Masters were policemen. ) The Officer rose, paused at the open doorway between the two rooms. i could see my Masters gathering to confront Her, but She looked back at me, then at Them, " Try to keep it down, Gentlemen. Otherwise, uh ... have a nice night. " No sooner did the Officer disappear than a half-dozen of my Masters, hard cocks bobbing, overwhelmed me .... Nobody got in trouble. But the hotel did kindly insist that The Dark Gentlemen take Their ... victim ... elsewhere to ... fuck. |
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