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CAUTION: This story is not politically correct. It includes the humiliation and degradation of willing and maybe not so willing black women. The "n" word is used liberally.
by Neal
The afternoon sun beat down on the dark naked flesh of the three negro women. Danessa and Natalie were each secured in the wooden stocks atop the grassy bluff overlooking the ocean here at the seaside estate of financier Carol Goodrich. Rolonda was chained to the whipping post, and her body bore the marks of the flogging she'd taken at the hand of the wealthy white lady.
Carol had been inspired by "Savannah", the screenplay written by Roger Gray, a historical drama set in the South at the time of the Civil War. In it, one of the heroines of the story, a negro slave woman, was immobilized in wooden stocks so that she could be bred at the direction of her owner. The white lady wanted to see it in real life and she was well equiped to do it.
Rolonda had just warned the others of Carol's approach. In addition to being kept naked in bondage, the three negro women were supposed to remain silent.
The melodic tinkling of bells could be heard approaching, too. Jamika, Carol Goodrich's black servant girl, wore little silver bells on the nipples of her exposed breasts. The white woman's voice broke the silence.
"Kneel, boy," Carol said in a commanding voice.
Again, the teenager strained to see, but the stocks prevented sufficient movement. Carol stepped into view. Jamika was right behind her, her nipple bells jingling, carrying the heavy flogger that the white lady had used on Rolonda earlier.
Carol handed the riding crop she was holding to her servant. Then she walked over to the stocks which held Danessa and opened them, releasing her.
"I want you to see this," Carol told her. "And, you're going to help."
Carol grabbed the chain attached to Danessa's iron collar and pulled the girl over to the stocks holding her mother. There behind Natalie, knelt a tall black man. He was naked except for a leather hood over his head, a heavy chrome studded leather collar, and a leather harness on his upper body that held his wrists snugly behind his back. He had a very athletic appearance and his cock was fully erect.
"This is my nigger house boy," Carol announced. "I haven't granted him sexual release in... oh... three or four weeks... I can't remember. Anyways, I'm thinking I'll let him have it now inside your mama's cunt hole. It'll be just like the breeding scene in act two... Well, maybe the leather isn't exactly authentic, but I love how it gives the impression of a controlled beast, which is precisely what he is. Isn't that right, boy?"
The black man remained motionless on his knees, his dick twitching with a glint of pre-cum on the tip. Carol frowned and lifted her foot and tapped his balls with the toe of her leather riding boot. He groaned in pain, but his cock was still jerking. It was obvious he was in a high state of arousal. Three or four weeks without release would do that, thought Danessa.
"Isn't that right, boy?" repeated Carol. "You're nothing but an animal under human control?"
"Mmmff, mmmff," agreed the black man, vigorously nodding his head.
"He's not very smart, but he's hung like a horse," Carol told Danessa. "Not that he'll ever put that thing inside me. But, bitch niggers love getting a big dick shoved in their holes and I'm sure your mama is no exception."
Danessa was still shocked to see a powerful looking black man take insults and abuse from a petite white woman half his size. However, she knew the effect that being dominated had on her, so perhaps she shouldn't be so surprised to learn that her male counterparts would become slaves to it, too. And, obviously, this man was a slave to it. Pre-cum drooled from the tip of his dick. It wouldn't take much to set him off.
"Jamika used to love getting that dick, didn't you girl?" asked Carol.
Jamika nodded her head.
"You see, Jamika used to be this boy's fiance," Carol explained. "Well... technically, I suppose she still is. However, once he became my property, I also took possession of her. In that respect, they were very much alike. Both had an inner need to serve and please their betters. You can tell how much Clarence needs it. Just look at the way his weenie is leaking already."
"He doesn't get to have his little brown fuck thing anymore, though," continued Carol. "Except on special occasions when I decide to let him. She's mine now and I like to share her with my guests and make him watch. He's such a nigger that it always gets his pecker hard to watch her get used even though he can't have her for himself. I put those bells on her nipples so he could be reminded of her cute little titties. Plus, I think they're precious."
"Don't you agree, my precious little nigger girl?" Carol asked Jamika.
Jamika nodded her head in response.
"You like things the way they are now, don't you?" asked Carol.
Jamika smiled bashfully and nodded her head again.
"Go let Clarence hear your tittie bells," instructed the white lady.
Jamika stepped in front of the kneeling black man and shook her breasts. They jiggled and the little bells jingled merrily. Clarence's dick jerked.
"He can't see them because of the hood," explained Carol. "But he knows they're there. I just love teasing him. I also love reminding him of his place and hers. Watch."
The white lady turned to the kneeling black man.
"On your feet, boy," ordered Carol.
Carol jerked the leash attached to the black man's collar. He quickly struggled to his feet, his hard-on bouncing jauntily. She turned back to Jamika.
"Pleasure him," she instructed her.
Jamika stepped in front of Clarence and dropped to her knees. She wrapped a hand around his massive member and opened her mouth. Her cheeks puffed out as she stuffed his cock inside and started sucking.
"He knows he better not cum," said Carol. "It's quite a dilemma for him. Cum now and he may not cum again for a long time. Plus, I'll beat his black ass but good."
Danessa watched in fascination as Jamika sucked on the bound black man's cock. Her head bobbed up and down on it and he made moaning sounds through the leather hood that covered his head.
"Stop," commanded Carol. "Now hurt him."
Jamika immediately let Clarence's dick slip out of her mouth. She let go of his shaft and moved her hand down to his balls. She started slapping them, hard enough to make his dick bounce and elicit muffled groans from him.
"See?" smiled Carol. "She's my slave now. She does whatever I say."
Clarence bent over a little, trying to protect himself. Carol shook her head.
"Stop that at once!" Carol demanded. "You will present yourself properly, boy. Now squat so she can get at your balls."
The black man squatted, his hard cock and balls swinging between his legs. Jamika resumed slapping them.
"Harder," ordered Carol.
Jamika started slapping Clarence's balls hard enough for Danessa to hear the sound. His groans of pain became louder.
"Now both," the white lady instructed. "Pain and pleasure together. But, of course, I know for this boy, they're the same."
Without letting up the slapping of her former fiance's balls, Jamika leaned forward and took his dick in her mouth. Clarence groaned animalistically. Carol smiled and her eyes gleamed. Danessa found herself wanting to put her hand between her legs. The scene was really quite arousing.
"Enough," Carol stopped her. "Time for the main event. The breeding of the nigger in stocks."
Jamika once again let Clarence's dick slip out of her mouth and stopped slapping his balls. His cock throbbed and glistened with her saliva. The girl returned to her feet. Carol turned to Danessa.
"It turns out that there were no such things as breeding stocks," Carol explained. "They were a complete invention on Roger's part. But, they're hot, don't you think? Forcing niggers to breed for their owner's entertainment is all well and good, but locking the female in stocks and having her mated with a male she never even sees? Delicious! And in this case, the male won't be seeing her either. So anonymous and objectifying... I simply love it!"
Danessa could tell that Carol found it all quite stimulating. And, now that she explained it, the teenager did, too. It was all just so nasty and shameful.
"You'll be assisting with the breeding, Li'l Nessa," Carol informed her. Go over to your mama and get on your knees next to her fat black ass."
Danessa was embarrassed by the reminder of her former position as a child star, beloved by millions, as well as the command which had been delivered in such graphic degrading terms. She walked past Clarence and knelt beside the spot her mother stood, bent over in the stocks.
"Grab the buck by the dick and pull him into position," instructed Carol. "Get him lined up properly."
Her face burning, Danessa reached out and wrapped her hand tentatively around Clarence's cock. It was slick with Jamika's saliva and her hand slipped off when she tried to pull on it. The black man moaned.
"You've got to to hold on tighter than that, girl!" exclaimed Carol, exasperated. "Grab it hard! He's a nigger, he can take it. If you keep doing like you're doing it, you'll just be jerking him off. He'll shoot his load before he ever gets up in your mama's cunt hole. That simply won't do! Now do it right."
Danessa tried again, this time gripping the black man's cock tightly in her hand. When she pulled, he stepped forward. She continued to lead him by the dick until he was standing immediately behind Natalie's presented ass.
"That's better," allowed Carol. "Now, line his penis up with your mama's vagina. Get the head right in the hole."
This was nasty to the extreme, thought Danessa. The white lady was actually making her guide some stranger's dick into her mother's pussy. Still, the degrading act was turning her on. She also suspected that Natalie wasn't completely hating it, either. The older black woman's vagina appeared to be well lubricated and glistened with moistness.
Danessa rubbed the tip of Clarence's cock up and down her mother's gash, trying to find the entrance to her pussy. Natalie's legs trembled and she opened her legs wider. The smell of sexual excitement was heavy in the air where the teenager knelt. At last, she found the spot.
"Keep hold of his prick, girl," Carol told her. "He's not getting it all at once. You've got to hold him back. The tip is all he gets for now."
Clarence tried to push in, but Danessa was able to hold his dick tight enough that he couldn't. Natalie worked her pussy in an effort to get the black man's cock inside her.
"Is he being a disobedient nigger?" asked Carol. "I told him the tip is all gets right now. Perhaps the flogger will teach him his manners."
Carol took the flogger from Jamika and brought it down hard on Clarence's ass.
Whap!
"Hold still boy," ordered Carol. "You'll get some more poontang when it pleases me to let you have it. Don't forget your place, nigger."
Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap!
Each blow made Clarence try to bury his dick in Natalie's pussy. It was all Danessa could do to hold on to it tight enough to prevent it. She had a suspicion that the flogger wasn't any more of a punishment for him than it had been for Rolonda. His cock throbbed with each stroke.
"Is he behaving himself now?" asked Carol.
Danessa nodded, understanding that she wasn't to speak. She was merely there to hold the implement of her mother's debasement.
"Give him a little more then," allowed the white lady.
As soon as Danessa relaxed her grip a little, Clarence shoved half his dick into Natalie's pussy.
"Be still, boy," Carol told him. "Just enjoy the feeling. No humping."
Clarence obeyed and stood there with his cock halfway up the bound negro woman's vagina while her daughter knelt between them, her hand wrapped around it.
Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap!
Carol let the flogger fly on the black man's unprotected bare ass. Danessa held his cock tightly to keep his thrusts from penetrating her mother's pussy any further.
"All right," sighed Carol. "Release him, girl. Now, you wait, boy. I'll tell you when you can hump your bitch."
Danessa let go of Clarence's dick. He remained motionless, obediently waiting for his mistress's command. Natalie squirmed in the stocks, trying to work more of his dick inside her.
"You can have three strokes, boy," said Carol, as if granting cookies to a little boy. "But that's all. Then you have to wait until I say you can have more. Begin."
Clarence shoved his dick in to the hilt. Natalie moaned. Slowly, he withdrew only to plunge it in again. Clearly savoring the sensation, he gradually slid his cock back out before slowly pushing it back in.
"I bet he's about ready to explode," Carol mused. "I'm thinking that maybe he's had enough. Withdraw, boy. That's all for you."
As the black man slipped his cock out of Natalie's pussy, the older colored woman whimpered in disappointment. Danessa was certain that her mother was highly excited right now and hated to lose Clarence's fat cock.
"Listen to that bitch!" exclaimed Carol. "The slutty nigger wants to be fucked! She acts like she hates it, but just like all niggers, she's an animal in heat. At least the big one doesn't put on any pretenses. Let's give the nasty niggers what they want. Go ahead boy. Hump her until you're ready to nut. But, no more than ten strokes. Get busy."
Clarence began humping right away, this time with vigor. Danessa watched the black man's cock plunge again and again into her mother's vagina. From her vantage point, kneeling next to the copulating couple, she could see everything in graphic detail.
Groans could be heard coming from under the black man's hood. Danessa was certain he was about to shoot his load into her mother's cunt. Suddenly, Carol pulled on Clarence's leash, forcing him to take a step backwards, his dick slipping out of Natalie's pussy. A split second later, his cock exploded, streams of semen shooting out.
The black man's cock jerked as his load shot out onto Natalie's pussy and ass. Some even caught Danessa on the side of her face. The rest simply drooled out of Clarence's softening member.
"Awww," cooed Carol. "Did the mean white lady spoil her little nigger boy's fun?"
Clarence hung his head, his dick hanging limply between his legs, strands of semen still dripping onto the ground. Danessa looked up, the splotch of thick white liquid running down her cheek. Carol looked down at her.
"You see, without any pressure on his penis, the male nigger experiences very little pleasure at ejaculation, if any at all," explained Carol clinically. "In fact, despite the quantity of semen, he feels next to no relief, only further frustration. But, it proves to him who's in charge here. He knows that I own him and that I control him. His sexuality belongs to me and I'm free to use it in any way that amuses me. And frustrating him this way is most amusing, let me tell you."
The black man continued standing beside Natalie's backside, his cum still dripping off her ass and pussy. Danessa was amazed by the restraint Clarence displayed and the power that Carol held over him.
"Clean your mama up, girl," ordered Carol. "Lick that nasty goo off of her. And be quick about it. I've got plans for that mouth of yours and I don't want to be kept waiting."
Danessa felt a familiar knot in her stomach. The idea of licking up semen was not very appealing to the teenager. Having to put her mouth on her mother's intimate parts was not something she'd thought about ever having to do. Glancing up at Carol Goodrich, and seeing the look on the white lady's face, helped her realize that she had no choice in the matter.
Walking forward a couple of steps on her knees, the naked black teenager was right behind her mother. Danessa could see splashes of cum on Natalie's ass cheeks. She wrinkled her nose and pushed out her tongue. The taste was bitter, but she knew it didn't matter. She licked it up. She moved onto the next dollop of semen and licked it up as well.
Once she had all the cum licked up off her mother's ass, Danessa knew she'd have to clean up Natalie's pussy, as well. She leaned forward, the smell of the older negro's musk made her nostrils flare. Sticking out her tongue, the teenager started licking.
Natalie couldn't help but react to the feel of a soft wet tongue on her sensitive pussy. The negress moaned with pleasure as her daughter licked the stranger's cum off her cunt. Danessa was embarrassed to know that her mother was getting off on the degrading act. Finally she got the last of it and rocked back onto her knees.
"I didn't say stop, nigger," said Carol sternly. "Get your mama off like a good little girl. Keep licking her cunt until I say stop. Spread her cheeks and lick her asshole, too. Do it."
Danessa put her hands on Natalie's ass and spread her cheeks as ordered. The black teenager couldn't remember any act she'd been forced to do being more humiliating that this one. She touched her tongue to her mother's puckered hole and licked.
"That's the way, up and down her butt crack," Carol instructed her.
Natalie's ass crack was sweaty and it tasted salty to Danessa. She lapped along the length of it several times before Carol stopped her.
"Back to work on her cunt now," ordered Carol. "Make her cum."
Lowering her head down, Danessa resumed licking her mother's pussy. She could hear that Natalie was breathing heavily. She wasn't sure if she was really close to orgasm or merely acting that way in the interest of sparing her daughter much further humiliation. The teenager toyed with the pink nub of the older negro's clit.
"Ah!" cried Natalie. "Ah!"
The gush of wetness that Danessa felt proved that Natalie wasn't faking it. She'd licked her own mother's pussy to orgasm. She was completely humiliated in spite of the fact that it was only fair, seeing as how she'd been on the receiving end not long ago in the limousine.
Carol picked up the chain attached to Danessa's collar and jerked the teenager back from her mother's ass. Fresh white cream dripped down her pussy. The white lady pulled on the chain, forcing the colored girl to crawl after her. She stopped on the other side of the stocks. She could see Natalie's face beaded with sweat. Wet hairs stuck to her forehead.
"Wait here," commanded Carol.
Danessa watched as the white lady went over to where Clarence stood, his head bowed, and picked up the handle to his leash. Carol led the humiliated black man around in front of Natalie, his cock inches from her face.
"Take his weenie in your hand, girl," instructed Carol. "Point it at mama's face."
So, Clarence might still get some pleasure after all, thought Danessa. She reached out and took hold of the black man's flaccid member.
"Piss, boy," Carol ordered him. "Piss right in her nigger face."
Danessa was shocked at first, and then surprised by the way Clarence was able to obey so quickly. He let loose a stream of piss that she was unwittingly directing right at her mother's face. Urine splashed Natalie's broad nose and thick lips. The teenager's face got sprayed some, too.
She looked up at Carol and then at Rolonda. The big girl had been watching everything from where she was chained to the whipping post. Danessa was certain she saw the hint of a smirk on her cousin's face. She had to be getting some measure of satisfaction seeing Natalie debased to the extreme. The teenager was ashamed to realize that she found it to be stimulating, too.
"We're going inside now," announced Carol. "Let's go. Bring the girl, Jamika."
Danessa started to stand up, but Carol pulled her chain, forcing the teenager to crawl along after her. The white lady handed the chain to Jamika.
"You're going to crawl like a dog, Li'l Nessa," Carol told her. "You're not a star anymore. Now you're just a nigger. Crawl like one."
Carol took hold of Clarence's leash and walked on ahead leading the hooded naked black man. Jamika followed, with Danessa on her hands and knees behind her, crawling as fast as she could to keep up.
As they approached the house, Carol halted and turned around. Clarence didn't realize they'd stopped and kept walking until he reached the end of his leash.
"I think this nigger got pissed on a little back there," said Carol. "Hose her off before you bring her inside."
"Yes, ma'am, Miz Carol," said Jamika.
Danessa watched from her hands and knees as Carol led Clarence through a sliding glass door into the mansion. Jamika turned on a spigot mounted on the side of the house and picked up a green garden hose. Cold water flowed out and drenched the naked teenager. The serving girl made her stand and turn around so she could rinse her whole body off.
"Dere, now you all nice an' clean fo' Miz Carol," smiled Jamika, satisfied. "If you's a good nigga, maybe you be gittin' some o' her sweet pussy."
Jamika turned off the water and led Danessa through the sliding glass door into the mansion. She found a towel hanging over a chair just inside the door and used it to dry the teenager off.
Danessa was dazzled by the room she found herself in. Leather upholstered furniture, glass topped tables, and plush carpeting started where the flagstone entry way left off. Looking up, she saw exposed heavy wooden beams, most with hooks mounted on them. Glancing over her shoulder, she could see the view out the window that included the grassy bluff where Natalie and Rolonda were chained.
Carol entered the room from the other side. She'd changed into a silk blouse, a black leather skirt, and high heeled boots. She sat back in a chair that faced the window and picked up a cigarette holder with an unlit cigarette in it. It made her look even more the part of the cruel mistress she was.
"I put my buck away for now, so it's just us girls," smiled Carol wickedly. "Crawl to me, Li'l Nessa."
Danessa lowered herself to her hands and knees, her face burning and her heart pounding. She hadn't felt this way since she'd prostrated herself at Mister Gray's feet. It was humiliating, but at the same time arousing. She felt helpless to disobey. The teenager crawled across the flagstones and then the plush carpet to Carol's feet. The white lady crossed one leg over the other, dangling her boot clad foot in front of he colored girl's face.
"Lick my boots, nigger," Carol commanded. "Show me that you know your place."
The naked negro girl's pussy throbbed as she opened her mouth and pushed her tongue out. The leather on Carol's boots had a rough texture and tasted of boot polish. Danessa began licking them.
"That's a good girl," Carol praised her patronizingly. "That's my good little boot licking nigger. Now suck on it."
Opening her mouth wider, Danessa took the pointed toe of Carol's boot into her mouth and started sucking. It was a humbling experience for the teenager. Sucking a man's cock or even licking a woman's pussy at least was serving them by giving them pleasure. This was pure humiliation. The only reason to have her lick boot was to put her firmly in her place.
"Very good," said the white lady. "Now the other one."
Carol recrossed her legs, making the other boot available for licking. Danessa did as she'd been ordered, taking the white lady's boot into her mouth and sucking on it.
"Put your face on the floor, nigger," she ordered.
Danessa complied. She lowered herself until her face was pressed against the thick pile of the plush carpet. Carol put a booted foot on the back of the negro girl's head and pressed down, mashing her nose.
"This is your place, nigger," said Carol. "Beneath the feet of your better. You may have been a star before, but now you're just a boot licking nigger. Isn't that right?"
Carol used her foot to make Danessa nod her head with her face against the floor.
"Yes, it is," Carol answered her own question. "I'm glad you agree. Now let's see just how much of a nigger you are... Jamika! Check her cunt."
Suddenly, Danessa felt a hand between her legs probing her private parts. To her shame, she was already aroused. Being handled this way only gave her more pleasure.
"Dis nigga be soakin' wet, Miz Carol," said Jamika. "She's a nigga fo' sho'."
"I'm not surprised," smiled Carol. "A nigger from a family of niggers."
Carol removed her foot from the back of Danessa's head. The teenager remained in position. Leaning back, the white lady drew her legs up and rested them on the arms of the chair she was sitting in. She hadn't been wearing panties.
"Eat me, bitch," demanded Carol huskily. "Get me off like you did your slutty mama."
Danessa looked up to see the white lady's pussy framed in curly chestnut colored hairs. Carol looked down on her, her eyes shining, her holder clenched in her teeth. The teenager crawled closer and inhaled her scent. She started lapping away like a kitten drinking milk.
"You can do better than that, nigger," Carol urged her. "I saw how you sucked your mama's cunt. Too bad I promised Roger not to leave any marks on you or I'd be taking the crop to your black ass right now."
Carol grabbed Danessa by the hair and pulled her face into her crotch. The teenager shoved her tongue into the white lady's slit and started licking in earnest Her clit was swollen with arousal and the colored girl gently sucked on it. In a way, she wished she was feeling the crop on her ass. Then she'd feel less ashamed of herself for complying so easily and performing this disgraceful act so willingly.
"That's more like it," sighed Carol. "Lick my pussy, nigger. Stick your tongue in my hole."
Danessa obediently pushed her tongue into Carol's vagina as far as she could. Her nose was pressed between her pussy lips as she tongue fucked the white lady. Her reward was to be pulled by the hair even closer she the white woman humped her face.
"Yesss..." moaned Carol. "That's the way..."
Gasping for breath, Danessa valiantly carried on servicing the white lady. She alternated between shoving her tongue up inside her and gently licking her clit.
"Now lower...," gasped Carol. "Lick your better's asshole, you nigger bitch."
Licking a stranger's asshole was extremely degrading, thought Danessa as she moved her tongue to Carol's puckered anus. She pushed her tongue in as best she could. She felt completely debased by the disgusting act, but at the same time she could feel her pussy buzzing.
"Back to my pussy now, Li'l Nessa," urged Carol. "Lick me like you were born to."
Carol's sex was slick with pussy juice and saliva. So was Danessa's face. The colored girl licked the white lady's pussy with urgency.
"Oh, fuck!" cried Carol. "You fucking nigger! Oh, you're making me cum!"
Danessa kept working her tongue in and out while white lady ground her crotch into the negro's face, masturbating on it. Carol's pussy gushed as she came.
"Oh, yesss...," sighed Carol. "What a good little pussy licker you are..."
Finally, Carol relaxed. Danessa felt her move and then rest her boots on her back. She rested in that position for a few minutes while the teenager waited, her jaw aching from the effort.
"Well, that was most enjoyable," Carol said at last. "Now to take you back outside."
Carol stood up and picked up the chain attached to Danessa's collar. She walked the colored girl like a pet over to the sliding glass door. She opened it and led her out across the patio and onto the grass.
"Roll over," she said, as if to a dog.
Puzzled, Danessa rolled onto her back. Carol proceeded to straddle the negro's head and squatted over her face. At first, the teenager thought that the white lady expected her to lick her pussy some more, but she was too far above her to reach. Then the stream of piss started, splashing her in the face.
"Open your mouth, nigger," ordered Carol. "When I get up, I want to see your mouth full of my piss."
Disgusted, Danessa opened her mouth. Hot urine filled it and spilled out over her lips. This was more degrading than the ass licking, she realized. She was being used as the white lady's living toilet. The fact that she willingly allowed it was even more humiliating that the act itself.
Carol rose and turned around, looking down at the negro on the ground. Danessa looked up and waited, her mouth still open and full of piss.
"Swallow it," demanded Carol. "You should be grateful for it."
Danessa choked the pungent liquid down. Somehow, she didn't feel very grateful. She wondered if she'd have preferred a whipping if she'd been given the choice. But, of course, she had no choice. She'd come this far already. There was no turning back now.
Carol jerked at Danessa's chain. The naked teenager rolled back onto her hands and knees. The white lady walked her back towards the grassy bluff where Natalie and Rolonda waited in chains. She could see her cousin watching them as they approached. Her mother, still in the stocks, couldn't turn to look.
The white lady opened the stocks that Danessa had been held in earlier and put the colored girl in them. They closed with a thud and the black teenager was once again immobilized, her head and hands held fast by the heavy wooden stocks.
"You've earned a little break," said Carol. "Rest here for a bit. I'll be back later and we'll have some more fun together."
Carol walked over to Rolonda and groped the big girl's welted breasts while examining them closely.
"Nice marks...," she said. "Niggers with whip marks on them are so irresistible."
Her hand went down between the big black girl's legs. Rolonda closed her eyes and sighed as she parted her legs further.
"Still wet...," Carol remarked. "Good nigger. Time to put you back in the stocks, girl."
Carol released Rolonda's cuffs from where they were attached to the whipping post. The big negro girl flexed her arms while the white lady opened up the stocks. Taking the chain on her collar in hand, she led her captive to the stocks and locked her in them.
Whap!
The sound of flesh on flesh rang out as Carol slapped Rolonda on the ass once she was secured in the stocks. Then there was silence.
After a minute, Rolonda spoke.
"I think she's gone now," announced the big girl. "Damn, Nessa! You're all wet."
"I know," replied Danessa. "She peed on me. She made me eat her an' then she peed on me. Right in my mouth."
"Dat's nasty, girl!" said Rolonda. "'Course, I wish it was me. I's da only one here who ain't mind gittin' peed on an' you two is da only ones who got it! Ain't dat a bitch!"
"I hope you acted good, Nessa," said Natalie. "This is The las' thing we gotta do 'fore we git what we want. After this, we's gonna be in the movies."
"I did like she said, Mama," answered Danessa. "Jus' like you did."
"Then we's almost done," Natalie replied. "Mista Gray gonna come fo' us 'fore too long."
Danessa wasn't so sure about that. She had the sneaking suspicion that Carol Goodrich was only taking a break. The teenager doubted that their ordeal was even close to being over with.
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