Cuckold Porn Video I had gotten caught in a white-collar fraud scheme, and had been
sentenced to 5 years in the state pen. I was a 45 year old white business type,
had some money, and a hot 25 year old wife, Sherry, who liked me mostly for
the bucks, although she loved fucking. She came from a broken home and
had no relatives or family, having been raised in foster care, with the usual
early introduction to sex by a foster daddy. She was tall, about 5Õ10", and
had long blonde hair, green eyes and long shapely legs. Her tits were big Ð
40C cups, with dark, well defined aureoles and big, sensitive nipples about
the size of the end of your thumb. She loved having them treated roughly.
She had a soft, large mound between her legs, and her gash ran deeply into
the front of it, showing clearly because she loved to keep it shaved.
Hidden inside was a large clit, about as big as the end of your pinky, with a
glistening pearl-like pink sheen to it. Her outer cunt lips were thick
and smooth and soft, and her inner lips were bright pink, and sweet and
fresh, as they peeked out of her luscious cunt. I had hooked up with her when
she had been working as a waitress at my country club. I was looking Cuckold Porn Video said Kerry to Alisa. They were
protected from the rain by an awning where the bouncers waited.
"Wha are yous two doing working thiz late?" Alisa asked of the two
bouncers.
"A little drunk are we?" said one.
"We have to stay in case any husbands show up looking for their wives,"
said the other.
"Why?"
"You saw the male dancers next door. Lots of married women wander in
here looking for black men to fuck."
Alisa couldn't imagine so many married women willing to sin that the bar
needed to keep bouncers on so late. Then again, Sherie was apparently
getting fucked right this moment, as was Debbie, but Debbie wasn't
married. She found what Sherie was doing immoral and doubted if they
would stay friends.
********************
Kerry had never been in a nudie bar, but this one resembled the ones she
had seen in movies. There were several stages, each had a shiny gold
pole and mirrored walls. This room was a lot larger then next door and
odviously meant they got a larger crowd. Tables surrounded the stages
and one had a large black man slumped over it passed out. The only other
man in the room was another black man cleaning off the bar. He was as
muscular as all the black men she had seen today which she found odd,
but then being black they were probably all ex-cons and cons didn't have
much to do, but lift weights.
"Can I help you Miss?" asked the bartender.
"Yes, I was wondering if I could use your phone?"
"It's broke."
Kerry jumped as a huge hand came down on her shoulder and spun her
around. The passed out black man now towered over her. He was the
ugliest man she had ever seen. His skin was black-black, his forehead
jutted out, he had sideburns, big flat lips, an even broader nose, and
his arms appeared too long giving him a apeish appearance. He resembled
the racist caricatures of blacks she had seen in her granddaddy's KKK
newsletters.
"One mo dance," growled the black.
"What?"
"The nights not over. I wants one mo dance."
"I'm not a dancer. I just came to use the phone."
"One more dance slut. Now!"
This was one scary looking black guy. Kerry looked at the bartender for
help. He just shrugged and said, "Better do what he says lady. That's
Mustafa and he's a mean son of a bitch, and a meaner drunk."
"Help me." Kerry shuddered when she realized he had said the phone
wasn't working and couldn't call the cops.
"I can't stop him." The bartender was big, huge even, but he looked a
dwarf next to Mustafa.
"Get the bouncers then," she pleaded.
"Dance slut." Mustafa's voice boomed out.
The bartender set a shot in front of Kerry. "Here drink this, it'll
loosen ya up. "I'll try to stop the bouncers, but they've probably
already left."
Kerry tilted her head back and downed the shot, just before Mustafa
picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. She pounded her fists on
his back, but it was like hitting a brick wall.
Mustafa winked at the bartender who then hit the stereo and rap started
blaring forth. They had played this game Black Fuck Black On White Date Link feet
beaten with a small baseball bat. For more serious resistance, a favorite was
to strap her onto a torture table, clamp her nose shut, and attach
alligator electrode clamps to her clit and her tongue, and turn on the electricity
while she screamed and writhed in agony. Another was to hang her
spread-eagled by her ankles with her hands tied behind her back, and
cane her cunt from the front, while her ass was beaten by two trainers from
behind. She didnÕt require much punishment Ð she was eager to please
her trainers.
Her sexual skills were not neglected, and were emphasized in her
training. She was gang fucked in all her holes at least twice a day by no less
than 4 or 5 slammers. She had to suck off at least ten thick black cocks a
day. She quickly learned to repress her gag reflex, and learned to take thick
14 inch black love logs all the way into her throat, so her nose pressed
into the pubic hairs of her Master/trainer belly while she serviced his
meat. Her cunt and asshole were stretched, using dildos and speculums, and she
was fisted in both holes so that she was able to take two huge black cocks
at the same time in either hole. To keep muscle tone, she was Amateur Interracial Porn
Tori Page Interracial Gallery
Blacks On Blondes Rapidshare pubic hair through them The thong
left her ass bare. The blue material contrasted nicely with her dark
black hair and pale skin. The lingerie had been an anniversery gift from
her husband.
"Let's see some titties," yelled Mustafa for the first time holding up a
bill.
Kerry looked around, but there was still no sign of help. She figured,
why the hell not make something for this humiliating experience. She
danced over to Mustafa and knelt while he stuck the bill in the band of
her panties. His touch sent both a shudder of disgust and a jolt of
sexual excitement up her spine. God she was horny. It couldn't possibly
be from dancing half naked before a black man could it?
Mustafa had paid to see her breasts. She stood up and reached around to
unhook her bra. Her breasts fell three inches as she released them. She
tossed the bra to the floor. She had never seen her nipples so swollen
and hard, not even when she was nursing.
Mustafa stood up and adjusted what looked like another enormous cock
underneath his sweat pants. His sweats were very loose fitting and she
could still see a pair of huge testicles pushing out the material. Why
did subhuman black men all apear to be so gifted in the crotch
department? He sat back down with what had to be a very uncomfortable
erection pushing out his sweats.
"Now the panties," he said pulling out another bill.
Kerry decided, why not? She was already naked for all intense purposes.
For some reason, she enjoyed knowing that she had caused his erection.
Also, a fresh wave of lubrication had coated her pussy when she saw his
bulge and her panties were getting uncomfortably sticky. She walked over
to him and turned around stooping so that he could add this bill to the
last. He carressed her ass before she stood back up. Kerry gulped and
pulled out the waistband of her lacy thong. She bent down keeping her
legs straght and pulled the panties down. She watched the two bills he
had tipped her fall to the floor, knowing he was watching her ass and
pussy. Mustafa was getting a better view of her then even her husband
had ever had.
God, she needed a cock, especially a nice big one. If Mustafa was white
she probably go fuck the shit out of him right now, husband be damned.
She danced naked for awhile before saying, "I'm sorry, I gotta get
going."
"No, I want a lap dance first," said Mustafa pulling out two twenties
and tossing them on stage.
"What do I do?"
"Stupid slut. You just come dance 'tween my legs for awhile."
"If I give you a lap dance, can I go?"
"Whenever you want."
Kerry nodded and walked off the stage, Mustafa never took his eyes off
her bouncing tits and ass. She walked over to him and began dancing as
she approached. It was unnatural for a nude white woman to be dancing
for a black man's pleasure, but what she was doing felt perfectly
natural. There was something primal about dancing before a man such as
Mustafa.
He parted his legs, immediately drawing her eyes to the tent in his
sweat pants. She Black Dick Tube Spring Tomas If I resisted or complained to
the outsde, I would have been dead from a shiv within a day.
My wife had been noticed when she came to visit one day. Master D then
decided that since he owned me, he owned everything I owned. I was
forced to tell his boys one day everything about my outside life. I learned
later that he had communicated what they learned to their gang members
outside, who then did what was necessary. After scouting out the situation, they
had "captured" Sherry one Friday, and had taken her to a gang safehouse
where she was broken in as a slave whore slut for black cock. She was told
she was going to be broken and trained, and used as a street whore. If she
did well, she would live. If she did not, she would be exported to Africa
and sold as a salve there to disappear into the hellholes of the Middle
East, or she would be killed and her body fed to dogs. She had been trained for
two months, while some black gangsta chicks had moved into my house. Since
Sherry didnÕt work, had no family and few friends since my conviction,
no one missed her.
While Sherry was being trained, she was kept naked and chained to a pole
in the basement of the club by a chain 
Mandingo Megaupload Cuckold Movies caused her to collapse on his chest.
When she recovered, Jerome had taken over fucking her ass and was
pounding her lke a jack hammer. She was still mounted on Mustafa's cock.
It didn't feel any smaller, though it wasn't as hard. Jerome bellowed
and emptied the contents of his balls into her ass. Kerrry shuddered as
another orgasm overwhelmed her.
Jerome's sperm rose to the surface, spilling down her ass as he removed
his cock. Mustafa lifted her up, slowly removing his cock. "More," she
begged. "Fuck me more."
"Shit Jerome, this is one horny bitch," said Mustafa. "How much did you
give her?"
"Half the shotglass," said the bartender.
No telling how much Xcite the girl had drunk at the other bar. "Shit,
she's gonna be like this for a month."
"Will you two jungle bunnies shut up and fuck me some more."
"This bitch needs an attitude adjustment," growled Mustafa.
"I'll make some calls." Jerome headed over to the bar.
Kerry was about to remind the bartender that his phone wasn't working
when Mustafa picked her up and set her on the stage. He climbed up
behind her.
Mustafa began tugging on his cock. It never shrank always remaining
thirteen inches long. It just fattened and hardened when he got an
erection. "You want some more of this?"
"Yes."
"Why do you crave it?"
"It's incredible. It satisfies me like no other cock ever has. I've
never had this many orgasms."
"It's superior."
"Superior? Yes, I guess it is."
"Superior to anything you ever had from a white guy?"
"Yes, it's superior to my husband's or my old boyfriends."
"It's not my cock thats superior." Kerry had crawled to him now and he
was slapping her face with his cock.
"It isn't?" she asked trying to kiss it.
"No, it's black men that are superior. Beg for it."
"Please let me have some more of your cock. I've never been this horny
and it's the only thing that can satisfy me."
"Call me master, you whore and I'll see that you get all the superior
black cock you can handle."
"Thank you master." Mustafa quit moving it around and allowed her to
take the head in her mouth she tasted his sperm and her juices on his
cock.
"What's your name?" Mustafa pulled his cock out of her mouth.
"Ker..."
"Shut the fuck up. It's now slut. You answer to slut now. Understand?"
"Yes master."
"Now suck my cock, slut."
Kerry licked around the head of his cock. He yanked it out again and
held it up, thrusting his grossly deformed balls in her face. Kerry
licked both the large one and the small one before he let her have the
shaft again. Kerry eagerly took it in her mouth, afraid he would pull it
back again. She craved his huge cock in her pussy, but she also wanted
him in her mouth. Luckily, the problem solved itself. Half of Mustafa's
cock was shoved down her throat as Jerome returned, thrusting his cock
into her pussy.
Kerry's huge, pendulous breasts swung as Jerome slammed his cock in and
out of her pussy. Each thrust pushed more of Mustafa's cock down her
throat. She couldn't Blacks On Blondes Dana Dearmond as well as the fear of the power
they held over her, made her truly their willing and well trained slave.
Now she is being brought to the prison. A so called conjugal visit is
to be arranged Ð but the fix is in. The guards will see to it that I and she
are placed in a room with my Owner and Master, Master D, and several of the
GangstaDukes inmates who rule my life. There we will each be assfucked
by our owners, and she will watch me suck the cocks of my Master while she
does the same. She will know that I am now a slave bitch slut who serves my
black Cockmaster owner. I will then be taken from the room, while she
remains and entertains her owners with a good gangfuck and thanks them
for training her as a good white slut black cock slave whore.
Following that, she will be turned out onto the streets, to sell her
slave white ass in the ghetto, serving all black cock presented to her and
giving all her profits to her owners, who also own me. I do not ever expect to
see her again Ð she is the service of those who can pleasure and use her
best Ð her black Cockmasters - whose massive meat and power is so superior to
my impotence. She belongs to them, as she should. 
Sandi Jackman Cumbang said Kerry to Alisa. They were
protected from the rain by an awning where the bouncers waited.
"Wha are yous two doing working thiz late?" Alisa asked of the two
bouncers.
"A little drunk are we?" said one.
"We have to stay in case any husbands show up looking for their wives,"
said the other.
"Why?"
"You saw the male dancers next door. Lots of married women wander in
here looking for black men to fuck."
Alisa couldn't imagine so many married women willing to sin that the bar
needed to keep bouncers on so late. Then again, Sherie was apparently
getting fucked right this moment, as was Debbie, but Debbie wasn't
married. She found what Sherie was doing immoral and doubted if they
would stay friends.
********************
Kerry had never been in a nudie bar, but this one resembled the ones she
had seen in movies. There were several stages, each had a shiny gold
pole and mirrored walls. This room was a lot larger then next door and
odviously meant they got a larger crowd. Tables surrounded the stages
and one had a large black man slumped over it passed out. The only other
man in the room was another black man cleaning off the bar. He was as
muscular as all the black men she had seen today which she found odd,
but then being black they were probably all ex-cons and cons didn't have
much to do, but lift weights.
"Can I help you Miss?" asked the bartender.
"Yes, I was wondering if I could use your phone?"
"It's broke."
Kerry jumped as a huge hand came down on her shoulder and spun her
around. The passed out black man now towered over her. He was the
ugliest man she had ever seen. His skin was black-black, his forehead
jutted out, he had sideburns, big flat lips, an even broader nose, and
his arms appeared too long giving him a apeish appearance. He resembled
the racist caricatures of blacks she had seen in her granddaddy's KKK
newsletters.
"One mo dance," growled the black.
"What?"
"The nights not over. I wants one mo dance."
"I'm not a dancer. I just came to use the phone."
"One more dance slut. Now!"
This was one scary looking black guy. Kerry looked at the bartender for
help. He just shrugged and said, "Better do what he says lady. That's
Mustafa and he's a mean son of a bitch, and a meaner drunk."
"Help me." Kerry shuddered when she realized he had said the phone
wasn't working and couldn't call the cops.
"I can't stop him." The bartender was big, huge even, but he looked a
dwarf next to Mustafa.
"Get the bouncers then," she pleaded.
"Dance slut." Mustafa's voice boomed out.
The bartender set a shot in front of Kerry. "Here drink this, it'll
loosen ya up. "I'll try to stop the bouncers, but they've probably
already left."
Kerry tilted her head back and downed the shot, just before Mustafa
picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. She pounded her fists on
his back, but it was like hitting a brick wall.
Mustafa winked at the bartender who then hit the stereo and rap started
blaring forth. They had played this game Cuckold Porn Video was required
to exercise in chains, encouraged by a riding crop, and to keep her cunt
desirable, she was required to squat over wine bottles, and pick them up
by the neck using only her cunt that was lowered onto their necks.
The last week of the month, she was tattoeed. Her ass was tattooed with
the exact same mark that the prison artist had put on mine Ð an arc of the
words "Slave" and "Whore" were affixed in a semi-circle across both ass
cheeks, with an arrow from each word piointing diagonally down her ass into her
crotch to her sweet spot in between her cunthole and asshole.
Her love mound on the front of her cunt where her pubic hair would grow
if not shaven had the words "Property of GangtaDukes" tattooed inside the
borders of a shield shaped tattoo. A heavy ring piercing was put
through her fleshy mound so she could be led around by ha leash on her cunt.
Thorn studded rose stems were tattooed in a circle around each nipple, with
the words "slave of black cock" tattooed around the thorn circles.
At the completion of a monthÕs training, she was allowed out of the
basement, although her ankles were still chained together when she was
not fucking. She was allowed