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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 at the Goodrich estate wore on as a gentle sea breeze blew across the grassy bluff overlooking the ocean. The sounds of the gulls up above and the crashing of the waves down below would ordinarily be soothing. However, their appeal was lost on the three black women hoping for their big break in the movies.
Former child star Danessa Summers, her mother Natalie, and cousin Rolonda had all undergone their own trials and tribulations that day. Now they waited, naked in the warm sunlight, locked in Carol Goodrich's wooden stocks. The mistress of the estate had left them alone what seemed like hours, but was more objectively less than one.
While film producer Roger Gray had left the women in Carol's charge with instructions not to leave marks on the two leading ladies, Danessa and Natalie, only Danessa was to be spared penetration.
So, it was Rolonda who had perhaps endured the worst physical abuse at the hand of the white lady. She'd been beaten with a riding crop until Carol realized it was having little effect on her. The big black girl had squirmed in the stocks in an effort to direct the blows onto her more sensitive parts. The flogger had left her welted up, but her cries seemed more from pleasure than pain.
Inspired by a scene in Roger's screenplay, "Savannah", Natalie was subjected to a humiliating session of breeding in the stocks. Carol had brought out her "houseboy", Clarence, a black man who seemed to have fallen under the white lady's spell and submitted to her will. Deprived of sexual release for weeks, he was eager to have sex with the older negress at his mistress's direction.
It was Danessa who had been the one to service the mistress of the estate personally. Carol had stripped the former child star of what dignity she still clung to, using the poor negro girl for her sexual gratification.
The three black women had had some time alone in the stocks now to reflect on their degradation and shame. Naked, exposed, vulnerable, humiliated, and disgraced, the captives awaited whatever the white lady had in mind for them.
A new noise had joined the idyllic seaside sounds. Danessa was certain it was coming from behind them, in the direction of the house. It wasn't easy to hear foot steps in the grass, so she couldn't be sure if that's what it was. Suddenly, voices could be heard.
"The one on the left," Carol's voice could be heard. "The one with the whip marks on her ass. Go ahead, boy."
Danessa strained to listen. She heard the unmistakable sound of a jangling belt buckle followed by a zipper. In a moment, a man could be heard grunting along with the rhythmic slap of flesh on flesh. Soon, she could hear Rolonda whimpering, but not speaking. After a few minutes, another male grunt, louder than the others. Then silence, punctuated only by heavy breathing.
"Break 's over, boy," said Carol. "Back to work."
The belt buckle jangled again and the zipper zipped.
"I think those roses in front need some water," the white lady's voice continued, fading into the distance. "The hedges are about ready for a trim, too..."
"What happened?" asked Danessa, after giving Carol and the unseen man time to get out of ear shot.
"Some man done fucked me," replied Rolonda. "I ain't never even seen him. I heared Miz Carol talkin', den I felt some big ol' dick goin' up inside me. Didn't take him long to nut, neither."
"I bet you ain't mind none, neither," remarked Natalie.
"Hell, no!" replied Rolonda. "I jus' wish he'd lasted long 'nough to get a nigga off!"
Danessa couldn't believe it was true, but it sounded like Carol had just let her gardener use Rolonda. It was nasty, but it left the teenager aroused just thinking about it.
More time went by before anyone else approached. This time, the jingle of bells announced their next visitors. Carol and Jamika stepped into sight.
"Get the niggers out of the stocks and bring them inside," Carol ordered. "Mister Gray will be here soon and I want to present them nicely for him."
"Yes, ma'am, Miz Carol," replied the black girl, silver bells hanging from her bare nipples. "You want me to chain 'em back together?"
"Naturally," smiled Carol. "I enjoy seeing them led around chained in a line. I think it's in keeping with their movie characters."
Jamika released the the three negresses from the stocks as Carol watched. She reattached Danessa's chain to Natalie's collar and Natalie's chain to Rolonda's collar. Then she led them towards the house in a line.
Danessa shuffled along behind Natalie, the chain between her ankles jangling over the path back to the house. When they stopped by the hose spigot, she knew what to expect.
"Rinse them off, girl," ordered Carol. "I want them cleaned up for display."
"Yes, ma'am," said Jamika.
The servant girl turned on the spigot and picked up the garden hose. Jamika proceeded to rinse the chained naked negro women off with a spray of cold water. Even though this was the second time today she'd endured the procedure, Danessa was far from used to this indignity.
"Squat down so she can get at your holes," Carol instructed before turning to Jamika. "Make sure those coochies are clean, girl. Give them the full blast, they can take it."
As humiliating as allowing themselves to be hosed off like farm animals was, being made to squat to give the cold hose water access to their intimate parts was doubly so. Jamika turned the nozzle on the sprayer until a firm stream of water was coming out of it.
Danessa took little pleasure in the sensations which were a little painful. But, when when she glanced over at Rolonda, she could that her cousin enjoyed feeling the pressure on her sensitive pussy. Natalie simply took it. Her mother's expression was unreadable.
"All right, that's enough," announced Carol. "Don't want them getting all worked up. Niggers certainly like having their sex parts stimulated. Don't you, girl?"
"Yes, ma'am," replied Jamika. "We sho' do."
"Dry them off and bring them in," said Carol. "Have them bring the big display table out and put it in the usual spot. Then cuff their hands behind their backs. I'll take care of gagging them... It's such a pleasure, I prefer to do it myself."
"Yes, ma'am," Jamika responded. "Right away, ma'am."
Carol went into the house while Jamika found an old towel and brought it over to where her charges waited. Starting with Danessa, she started drying her off. If anything, the servant girl took delight in being especially rough with the former child star's breasts.
"You is all nice an' clean an' dry," said Jamika. "Now I'll take care o' yo' mama."
Jamika dried Natalie off, handling the older woman roughly. Danessa saw her mother's breasts jiggle as the colored girl ran the towel over them. Rolonda stood silently, waiting her turn.
Once she'd finished, Jamika led the captive black women into the house where Carol was waiting. She took them into a back room which was an unfinished storage area. There was a low, heavy wooden table just inside the door.
"Pick it up," ordered Carol. "And be careful with it!"
The table was as heavy as it looked. Danessa, Natalie, and Rolonda strained to lift it. Jamika helped, too. Together they carried the table into the front room and set it by the wall. Unlike a normal table, this one only came up to just above her knees.
Danessa felt Jamika take her hands behind her and fasten a short chain between her wrist cuffs. She watched as the colored servant girl repeated the procedure on Natalie and Rolonda.
"Go get the decorations," Carol told Jamika. "I want these niggers looking their best."
Jamika went to the storage room and returned with a wooden box. Carol opened it and produced something made of leather straps with a red plastic ball attached to it. Danessa was not unfamiliar with ball gags since her episode with Mister Johnson at the Starlight Motel. However, this one seemed to have many more straps than his did.
Carol took the gag and stood in front of Natalie. The naked negress stood passively with her hands chained behind her back. She submissively opened her mouth when the white lady held it in front of her face. Danessa watched as her mother's mouth was stuffed with the red plastic ball, stretching her thick lips.
The gag had a thick leather strap that buckled behind Natalie's head. Unlike the gag that Danessa had been subjected to before, this one was more of a harness or bridle. There were two straps that were attached to either side of the ball gag, and were connected to a ring just between the wearer's eyebrows. Another strap went from the top of that ring and fastened behind the head. A chin strap completed the head harness. Carol cinched them all up tight.
Natalie looked like a domesticated farm animal in the harness and gag. Danessa could see that she was beginning to drool from having the ball stuffed in her mouth and holding it open. Spittle dripped onto the older woman's naked breasts. She stared straight ahead, her nostrils flared. Seeing her mother's objectification gave the teenager a sexual thrill that made her feel ashamed of herself.
The white lady wasn't finished. Carol reached into the bag and pulled out another gag like the first one. She stopped in front of Rolonda, who immediately opened her mouth to accept the red plastic ball. Soon, her head was harnessed just like Natalie's. Danessa couldn't help but think how alike her mother and cousin looked wearing them.
Danessa also opened her mouth without being told when it was her turn. Carol stuffed the ball into the naked teenager's mouth and fastened the straps behind her head. The straps that connected to the ring between her eyebrows partially obscured her vision. She could feel herself starting to drool. Once the white lady finished tightening the straps, the former child star understood just how objectifying and humiliating it was to have her head harnessed this way. She felt like an animal and knew she must look like one, too.
"Bring the step, girl," Carol ordered Jamika. "Time to get these niggers up on display."
Jamika went into the back room and emerged with a small step stool. She placed it on the floor next to the table.
"Up you go," Carol instructed Natalie. "Squat down, legs apart. I want to see the goods all hanging out there."
Natalie stepped up onto the stool and then onto the table. She squatted down as ordered, her legs spreading wide, her intimate parts exposed and obscenely displayed.
"You next," the white lady told Danessa.
Danessa felt awkward stepping up onto the table and squatting with her hands chained behind her back. She was only able to keep her balance by leaning against the wall behind the table. Rolonda followed her up and squatted next to her. Carol stood back and admired her living erotic art.
The sound of someone knocking on a door could be heard. Carol looked over towards a door on the side of the room.
"Come," she called out.
The door opened and Susie, the maid who'd greeted them upon their arrival, stepped into the room. She curtsied and stood with her head bowed.
"Beggin' yo' pardon, Miz Carol, ma'am," started Susie. "Mista Gray an' Miss Laura be here, ma'am. You want I should bring dem an' dey nigga down here, ma'am?"
"No, Susie," said Carol. "I'll go up and greet them properly. Go tell Betty to bring some refreshments down. She knows what the Grays like."
"Yes, ma'am," replied Susie. "Right away, ma'am."
Susie curtsied again and backed out of the room, her head still bowed. Carol turned to her charges, the naked negro women, chained and gagged, squatting on the table.
"Your master is here," she told them. "You will wait in position like good niggers. Keep those heads up, chests out, and legs open wide. I want a nice stimulating display."
Carol turned and walked out of the room, leaving them alone with Jamika. The bare breasted servant smirked at the chained negro women, squatting on the low table and drooling through their gags.
"Don't y'all look a sight!" smiled Jamika. "Showin' off da goods fo' da white folks. Don't go thinkin' y'all 's da shit 'cause you gonna be nigga slaves in some movie.. Y'all jus' wait an' see what nigga dem white folks wanna be usin' an' what niggas is jus' fo' lookin' at. I gonna be gittin' some white dick an' lickin' on white pussy while y'all kin jus' watch an' drool like dumb niggas."
Embarrassing as it was to be put on display for the gratification of Carol Goodrich and her guests, the former child star was utterly humiliated at the taunts of the serving girl. Jamika clearly thought herself superior standing there, silver bells on her exposed nipples. Danessa, from her exposed position on the display table, drool running off her chin, had no doubt who was in the favored position.
The sound of voices approached and Danessa glanced over to the door. Carol stepped into the room with Mister Gray and his daughter, Laura, right behind her. The white girl had a leash in her hand and in a moment, Jennifer, her adopted sister, appeared. The black woman was completely nude except for the studded leather collar around her neck that the other end of the leash was attached to.
"Well, done, Carol!" exclaimed Roger Gray happily.
He smiled when he saw how the three black women had been prepared and displayed.
"Nice marks on Londa, too," he said with approval. "She looks like a properly beat nigger."
"Thanks, Roger," smiled Carol. "You have some fine niggers here. They were all very obedient and didn't give me any trouble. The older one seemed a little snooty at first, but after I let my buck penetrate her and then had him relieve himself in her face she seemed to remember her place."
"You mean you had Clarence fuck her?" Laura wanted to know.
"Yes, right out in the stocks," replied Carol. "Just like in the screenplay. I let him cum, but I made him pull out first... You should have seen it! That big black dick squirting his load out all over that old nigger's ass. It was priceless. Poor boy didn't get any satisfaction. Aren't I a meanie?"
"Yes, but that's what I like about you!" laughed Roger. "You know just how to put a nigger in her place... his place in this instance..."
Roger Gray stepped up to the table and examined the chained naked negro women. Danessa was embarrassed knowing how she looked, mouth stretched wide, saliva drooling off her chin, legs splayed open.
"You really have done a marvelous job with them," said Mister Gray, admiringly. "Niggers as erotic decorations... You know just how to pull it off."
"The harnesses worked wonderfully," Carol said. "They're reduced to being controlled beasts. Harnessed animals who exist only to give others pleasure. See those big brown eyes? The flared nostrils? The thick lips, stretched over the gag? Even the drooling... It all says one word: controlled."
"I agree, Carol," said Laura. "They're just the kind of animals I like to control! Look at them! Aren't they precious?"
Laura reached between Danessa's legs and stroked her pussy.
"She's sopping wet!" exclaimed Laura. "She loves the attention!"
Danessa's face burned with humiliation. How could it be possible? At least in the past, the white men and women who'd used her had taken direct pleasure from her body. And, she had to admit to herself, she got no small amount of pleasure in return, degrading though it may have been. Now, she was just a piece of meat on display and it had her as aroused as if she were receiving direct physical stimulation. Laura was delighted by it even though the black teenager was ashamed of her body's betrayal.
"Yes, she's a nigger, all right," said Carol. "An ordinary women would be beside herself with embarrassment to be put in such a situation. Even most black women. But, the female nigger is no ordinary woman. Humiliating as her predicament is, she is still aroused by it. For some, it's being used sexually that stimulates them, no matter how degrading that use may be. For others, it's the knowledge that they're pleasing their betters that touches their pleasure centers. Either way, it's an endearing trait that I can't get enough of."
"Me neither," agreed Laura, stroking Danessa's pussy.
Unconsciously, Danessa began humping Laura's hand. Her pussy was on fire and she craved release. The pressure of the white woman's hand on her sensitive sex was more than she could resist. She knew she must appear to be a wanton sexual animal; bound and gagged, but still incredibly aroused .
"She's humping my hand!" said Laura, delighted at the discovery. "She's all turned on. She just can't help herself."
"Niggers can't help it," Carol observed. "It's their nature. Now, I'd like to finish decorating them so you can enjoy the full effect of what I had in mind."
Laura withdrew her hand, leaving Danessa humping the air. She opened her eyes to see that Mister Gray, Laura, and Carol were all watching her. Even Jamika and Jennifer seemed amused by her situation. The teenager was mortified to have let herself lose touch with reality that way and reveal her nature to everyone.
Carol reached into the box and pulled out what looked like a handful of fine linked chains. Just as Danessa started to wonder what she had in mind, the white lady held the item up. The chains sported little clips on the ends. She had an idea what they were intended to clip on to.
Tracing her hand over Danessa's bare breasts, Carol tweaked the colored teen's nipples. They hardened immediately. The white lady took the clip at one end of the chain and attached it to the negro's nipple. The pain was immediate, but not too severe.
"Mmmff!" exclaimed Danessa through the gag.
"Shhh..." said Carol softly. "Hush and take it, girl. It isn't so bad and you look so lovely in it."
Danessa's nipple throbbed. Carol clipped the other end of the chain to the black teenager's other nipple. Lifting the chain up, the white lady made sure it was secured sufficiently to lift the girl's breasts and stretch them without letting go.
"The chain is just darling!" said Laura. "I hope you do the others that way."
"Of course!" smiled Carol. "I want them to match."
Carol proceeded to take another chain from the box and clipped it onto Natalie's nipples. She didn't make a sound, simply taking it. Rolonda moaned when the white lady attached the clips to the big girl's nipples. Danessa couldn't tell if it was from pleasure or pain.
"Now for the pièce de résistance", said Carol. "We'll see just how much they can take with this."
Danessa saw Carol take another chain out of the box, this one longer. She reached between the colored girl's legs and started stroking her pussy. The teenager was instantly humping the white lady's hand, the pain in her nipples taking a back seat to the pleasure in her crotch.
"You've got to stimulate the clitoris properly for this to work," Carol explained. "Once it pops out, it's ready... There it is."
Carol took her hand away and picked up the clip. When she put it back, she attached it to Danessa's clit. The colored girl's eyes opened wide at this new sensation. She started bucking her hips in an effort to dislodge the implement.
"Mmmff!" cried Danessa into the ball gag. "Mmmff!"
"Calm down, nigger," Carol said soothingly. "You're going to have to just take it. You'll get used to it... That's a good girl."
Attaching the other end of the chain to Danessa's collar, Carol took a step back to admire her handiwork. The pain was subsiding a little, but she was still a long ways from getting used to it.
"Seeing her take the pain is most stimulating," said Mister Gray. "She's very attractive in this situation. Poor little nigger girl, taking the pain for the pleasure of others. She's hard to resist like this."
Carol moved on and slipped her hand between Natalie's legs. The older negress didn't hump back, but the white lady was soon satisfied that she was ready. Danessa watched as the clip was attached to her mother's clit. The older negress barely flinched.
When she came to Rolonda, Carol smiled when she put her hand on the big girl's vagina.
"This one's ready now!" chuckled Carol. "This one is special, let me tell you, Roger. I can't recall ever using such an enthusiastic nigger."
"I agree," replied Mister Gray. "I love how you've marked her up with the whip. I bet she loved every second of it."
"I know she did," agreed Carol. "You should have seen her hump at the flogger. A true nigger, no doubt about it."
Rolonda moaned deeply when Carol attached the clip to her clit. The white lady tugged it a little as she put the other end on the big girl's collar.
Danessa watched the faces of Carol, Mister Gray, and Laura as they stood just a few feet away, admiring the way she and her mother and cousin were presented. It was as if her discomfort in the position was irrelevant to the viewer's enjoyment of the display. Perhaps the white man was right and it made them even more attractive. Something about it all excited her in spite of the pain she was feeling in her most intimate place.
"See the looks on their faces?" asked Carol. "I know the harness and gag limits their expressions, but the subtle hints are there. The real indicator is the genitalia. Without even checking, I'm sure all three of them are soaked."
Laura reached her hand between Danessa's legs and ran her finger tips over the bound teenager's vagina, pausing to play with the pink fleshy nub of her clit, imprisoned as it was by the clip on the chain. The blonde woman looked up into the naked negro's face and smiled happily. She took her fingers, glistening with moisture, and rubbed them under the gagged colored girl's nose.
"That's you, Li'l Nessa!" said Laura brightly. "Your pussy's all wet from the excitement. You're such a nigger, I just love it!"
The scent of her own arousal filled the black girl's nostrils. Danessa actually wished that Laura had taken more time playing with her pussy in spite of the discomfort when her swollen clit was touched. She realized that she wanted to feel that, too. She'd been turned into a plaything for the pleasure of others, and to her shame, she was enjoying it.
Watching Laura move on to Natalie, Danessa paid special attention to her mother's face. When the white woman's hand went between her legs, the older negress's eyes closed part way and her head rolled back a little.
"Mmmff..." Natalie vocalized into the gag.
From the way the chain clipped to her clit was jiggling, Danessa was certain that Natalie was humping Laura's hand, much to the blonde's delight.
Carol, meanwhile, had a hold of Rolonda's nipple chain and was using it to lift the big black girl's breasts. Danessa could see her cousin's nipples stretch and knew that it must be painful. As if that wasn't enough, the white lady took the chain attached to the negro's clit and gently tugged on it. From the way she bucked her hips in response, she didn't seem to mind.
There was a knock on the door. Carol gave Rolonda's chain one last tug before turning towards the door.
"Come," she said.
The door opened and another negro servant, unknown to Danessa, entered the room carrying a tray with three glasses on it. This woman appeared to be older than Natalie, her short nappy hair was frosted with gray. Naked to the waist, the newcomer's bare breasts were large and saggy. She wore a long wrap around skirt and a maid's cap. Her body was crisscrossed with fading whip marks, back and front.
"I gots yo' drinks fo' you, ma'am," announced the woman. "Gin an' tonic fo' da gen'leman an' white wine fo' da ladies."
"Good girl, Betty," said Carol. "Bring them here."
Betty offered the tray of drinks to her mistress and her guests. Jennifer and Jamika stood silently and watched as Carol, Mister Gray, and Laura were served refreshments.
"I see you marked Betty up pretty good," observed Mister Gray.
"When I read that scene where Tollie is whipped by the slave catchers, I was inspired," Carol responded. "I gave her quite the going over. Afterwards, I was so worked up, it only took a few licks from her talented tongue to send me over the edge!"
"Thank you fo' sayin' so, Miz Carol," Betty smiled bashfully at the praise. "I aims to please. Too bad da marks is fadin' already..."
"Now, Betty," Carol chided her. "You'll get another whipping soon enough, so don't fret. Now, strip so my guests can see the rest of you."
"Yes, ma'am," replied Betty.
Betty put the tray down on the table in front of Natalie's naked form and in an instant, had the skirt off. Danessa could see that the welts on the negro maid's ass were more numerous than on her back.
"Turn around, so they can see the front," instructed Carol.
As she turned, Danessa saw the welts on Betty's thighs, most of them going between her legs.
"I just couldn't resist giving her a pussy whipping," Carol told them. "She's just so sweet and submissive, I know she wants to take it for me. Isn't that right, girl?"
"Yes, ma'am," blushed Betty. "I loves takin' it fo' you, Miz Carol."
"Why don't you pay your respects, Betty," asked Carol. "Seeing you grovel is most entertaining."
Betty got down on all fours and crawled to her mistress's feet. Danessa could see the older woman's tongue lapping away at them. Mister Gray and Laura turned to watch the show, taking the attention away from the bound black women squatting on the low table.
The former child star found this slight to be as humiliating as anything she'd suffered so far this day. Here they were, painfully bound and exposed, their degradation offered up for the amusement of the white lady and her guests, and they weren't even watching. Instead, a groveling negro, old enough to be her grandmother, was stealing the show, licking her mistress's feet, her saggy breasts swaying back and forth.
Betty crawled over to Mister Gray's feet, and licked his feet, too. He stood over her, looking down at her prostrate form. When she finished and moved over to Laura, the white woman leaned down and patted her on her nappy head.
"She's like a big old friendly dog," smiled Laura. "I just love her!"
"Yes, she is," agreed Carol. "And she knows some tricks. Roll over, Betty."
The naked negro maid rolled onto her back and, bending her knees, spread her legs wide. Her shaved pussy was exposed clearly and Danessa could see her swollen clit peeking out from her gash. The degrading treatment obviously had Betty excited.
"Good girl," said Carol. "Take the tray back to the kitchen. I'll send for you when we're ready for more refreshments."
"I want to use her," Laura spoke up.
"Of course," agreed Carol. "Looks like you're a lucky nigger, Betty. Go stand with the others. Susie can bring our refreshments later. Sounds like you'll be busy."
Betty stood up and walked over to where Jamika and Jennifer stood. Roger Gray turned to take a closer look at the servant girl with bells on her exposed nipples.
"I don't believe I've seen this one before," he said. "Is she new?"
"Yes, she is," answered Carol. "Jamika, come here."
Jamika immediately walked over to stand beside her mistress, the bells on her nipples jingling with each step. She bowed her head respectfully and waited for further instructions.
"I love the bells," said Roger Gray. "Very decorative. Nice sound, too."
"As soon as I saw she had nipple rings, I knew I wanted to see bells hanging from them," Carol told him.
Carol took one of Jamika's breasts in her hand and jiggled it, making the little bell jingle merrily.
"They're adorable!" smiled Laura. "I'll have to get some for Jenny. She'd look precious wearing them."
"So, where did you get her?" asked Mister Gray.
"Actually, she came along with my new buck," replied Carol. "I met her at the same party I met him. I could tell from his demeanor around me that he was a nigger and needed to be possessed and controlled. Why don't I bring him out?"
"Sure," agreed Mister Gray. "I haven't seen him yet. Laura is the only one who came out here since you got him."
"Go get him, girl," Carol ordered Jamika.
"Yes, ma'am," said Jamika.
Jamika turned and hurried away, the little silver bells jingling all the way.
"It was some fund-raiser or other, I don't remember exactly what it was for," Carol continued. "He was so polite and respectful. When he offered to get me a drink, I thought he was one of the servants, not one of the guests."
Clarence stepped into the room with Jamika right behind him. Nude, except for a chrome studded leather collar, the black man walked up to Carol and knelt at her feet. She reached down and patted his shaved head.
"Anyways," Carol went on, "it took a minute, but I learned he was actually a professional football player, not a waiter. He told me which team, but I don't remember. What I do remember is what good respectful boy he was. It was obvious he was a nigger, even if others couldn't see it."
"I asked him if he'd ever served a white lady before. He hadn't, but dreamed of doing so. I asked him straight out if he was a nigger. He got a little flustered at that, but finally admitted the truth. I told him to be at my house the next day. He's been here ever since. He's got to go off for training camp or something like that soon, but I'll be enjoying him until then.
"What about the girl?" asked Mister Gray.
"Oh, yes, the girl!" replied Carol. "She came out with him. I asked why he brought her and he told me she was his fiance. I asked her the same question I'd asked him at the party. Did she want to serve me, too? Was she a nigger? She said she was, and as you can tell, she was telling the truth."
"Of course, she's mine now, not his. I use her and share her with my guests. On special occasions I let him inside her, but mostly he has to content himself with watching others enjoy her charms. Judging by the boner he gets from the experience, I gather it's not altogether unpleasant for him.
Danessa could see that Clarence was indeed erect as they discussed him as if he wasn't right there, kneeling at Carol's feet. She wasn't sure if it was the words or simply his lack of relief at his earlier experience with Natalie, but he was clearly aroused.
"May I offer you one of my niggers, Roger?" asked Carol. "I know Laura has her eye on Betty, but there's plenty of her to go around. However, my male guests tell me that Jamika is very tight and knows how to use her pussy to please a man. I'm sure you'd enjoy her."
"I think I'll have Jamika," said Mister Gray. "I want to hear those tittie bells ring."
"Excellent choice!" smiled Carol. "I was hoping you'd want to use her. I get a kick out of the way the boy watches his fiance used. He gets quite a boner seeing white men enjoying the charms that he can rarely have. A nigger and a cuck all in one! What's not to love?"
"Is she a good pussy licker, too?" asked Laura. "She's so cute, I'd like to have her service me some time, too."
"She's getting the hang of it," answered Carol. "I use her every day. She said she'd never served a woman before, but she's so eager to please that it makes up for her lack of experience." The white lady looked at Jamika. "Now she's a good little cunt lapper, aren't you, girl?"
"Yes, ma'am," blushed Jamika. "Thank you ma'am."
"Well this time you'll be used by a man," Carol told her. "It's been a while since you've had a dick inside you."
"I do like you say, Miz Carol, ma'am," said Jamika.
"So, Laura," said Carol, turning to the blonde. "I know you're more comfortable using niggers in private. Your favorite room is ready, so you can take Betty and enjoy yourself with her."
"Thanks, Carol," said Laura. Then, looking over at Betty. "Come on, girl. Lead the way."
Betty crawled towards the door with Laura walking behind her. The old colored woman's fat ass cheeks shook and her big hanging breasts swung back and forth with every movement. The blonde was clearly pleased by the display.
"She's just wonderful," Laura remarked. "I said how she was like a big old dog, and now she's being a nigger doggy for me. What a good nigger."
After Laura and Betty left the room, Carol walked over to where Jennifer was waiting next to the couch.
"I'll be using Jenny tonight, if that's all right with you, Roger," said Carol, looking the naked negro up and down.
"That's why I brought her along," replied Mister Gray. "A guest should always bring something for the hostess. It's good manners."
"You don't mind if I use the crop on her while she services me, do you?" asked Carol, continuing her examination of the blushing black woman.
"I don't mind at all," said Mister Gray. "Like I said, she's here for your pleasure. Do what you like with her."
"I think I will!" smiled Carol. "Now, Jamika, strip for the gentleman and show him your holes."
Jamika removed the wrap around skirt. She was now completely naked. She glanced quickly at Clarence, causing the black man's hard on to jerk. She lay on the floor and grabbed her thighs just above the back of her knees. Pulling her knees up to her chest, she spread her legs, giving Mister Gray a wide open view of her pussy and asshole.
"Nice...," murmured Mister Gray. "Get up and help me off with my pants, nigger."
Rolling over, Jamika got up on her knees and walked that way to Mister Gray. She unbuckled his slacks and pulled them down along with his shorts. Danessa could see that he was already hard. The kneeling servant girl slurped the white man's dick into her mouth while her former fiance watched enraptured. The head of Clarence's cock glistened with pre cum.
"You like seeing her used, don't you boy?" asked Carol.
Clarence nodded, his erection bobbing.
Mister Gray stepped back and sat on the couch. He patted his lap and Jamika climbed on, straddling him. She started bouncing up and down on the white man's dick, the bells on her nipples jingled with each stroke. He just sat back and let the colored girl do all the work.
Carol took Jennifer's leash in her hand and pulled the naked black girl over to her.
"Kneel, nigger," she commanded her.
Jennifer complied, kneeling at the white lady's feet.
"Remove my panties," ordered Carol. "No hands."
Jennifer put her head up under Carol's skirt. With her hands at her sides, the colored woman, the manager of her father's film production company, grabbed the white lady's panties in her mouth and tugged them down. It took a couple of minutes, the going was awkward, but as far as Danessa could see, she wasn't in the least bit impatient.
Danessa watched from the display table, imagining the aroma of Carol's scent, and the taste of her panties in her mouth. The teenager was very familiar with all that, having been used by the white lady only hours earlier.
When at last her panties were around her ankles, Carol stepped out of them. Jennifer looked up at the white lady from her hands and knees on the floor, the silken undergarment hanging from her mouth. She sat on the couch next to Mister Gray and beckoned the colored woman to crawl over to her. Carol parted her legs just as the Jennifer put her head up under the skirt.
Carol picked up the crop and starting striking Jennifer on her bare ass with it.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
"That's a good nigger," said Carol. "Get busy down there..."
Smack! Smack! Smack!
Jennifer squirmed, but it was apparent to Danessa that she was moving her ass to meet the blows.
"Keep licking, girl," Carol urged Jennifer on, punctuating her words with with loud smacks on her behind with the crop.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
The white lady's head rolled back with a satisfied look on her face. Danessa could see Jennifer's head moving under Carol's skirt. Next to them, Jamika was still bouncing up and down on Mister Gray's dick, her nipple bells jingling. She glanced down at Clarence, who was still mesmerized by the sight and sound of it all. His erection twitched every time the white man's dick disappeared into his former fiance's pussy. The scene was surreal, but the teenager felt it between her legs along with the clip gripping her clit.
Carol put down the riding crop and her hands went down to Jennifer's head under her skirt. She was visibly humping the black girl's face. Jamika increased the ferocity of the bucking of her hips on Mister Gray's cock. It was just a question of which one would cum first, thought Danessa.
In the end, they came at almost the same time. Carol gasped and Mister Gray groaned within a few seconds of each other. The white lady clamped her thighs down on the head of the negro woman servicing her. The silver haired man thrust into the colored girl riding his lap so far that he lifted her up. A thin strand of pre cum hung off of Clarence's dick after having witnessed Jamika's use.
After a few minutes, Mister Gray spoke.
"Your friends are correct, Carol," sighed the white man with satisfaction. "This little nigger has quite a tight hole... A little surprising when you consider the size of the boy's dick that used to go in it."
Mister Gray nudged Jamika so as to let her know to dismount. The colored girl climbed off of him and knelt in front of him, his semen running down the inside of her thigh. Carol leaned back and put her feet up on Jennifer's back. The kneeling negro's head was still under her skirt.
"I'm limiting how often she's penetrated," said Carol conversationally. "I certainly don't let that buck use her very often at all. I'm not sure that tightens her hole up very much, but at least it keeps it from being stretched further."
"It's working well," he complimented his hostess.
"Go show my buck your used hole, nigger," Carol ordered her. "Give him a good look at it."
Jamika strode over towards where Clarence was kneeling next to the display table. She glanced at the chained colored women squatting on the table and smiled triumphantly at them. Then she lay on her back in front of the black man and spread her legs wide, lifting her knees up. Danessa could see the milky white liquid drooling out of the negro's vagina. Her former fiance's dick twitched a little as his eyes fixated on her crotch.
"Clean her out, boy," demanded Carol. "Get with it."
Clarence got down on his hands and knees between Jamika's legs and start licking her just fucked pussy. When he rose again, there wasn't a trace of Mister Gray's seed to be seen.
"He doesn't care for that so much," admitted Carol. "But, it puts him firmly in his place to clean her up after white men have used her. Still, I think he deserves a little pleasure after serving me so obediently today. I'll let him inside the mama nigger's ass. That should put her firmly in her place."
The black man's cock snapped to attention at hearing her words. Natalie's expression didn't change at all. She just squatted on the table waiting for instructions.
"Get on down from there, mama nigger," ordered Carol. "Present your ass to my buck. I'm sure you know how."
Natalie stood up gingerly, her joints stiff from having squatted on the table for so long. She stepped down from the table and took a few steps to where Clarence was still kneeling on the floor, his erection standing straight out in front of him. She knelt in front of him before resting her chest on the carpet. Danessa could see that her mother's pussy and asshole were exposed.
"Stick it in, boy," said Carol. "Right up her nigger ass. You get three strokes to start, but you better not cum."
Clarence positioned himself behind Natalie and rubbed his hard cock up and down the crack of her ass. She yelped into the gag as he penetrated her anus and entered her. Danessa was amazed that her mother could take the black man's thick dick. He shoved it in to the hilt.
"Mmmff..." moaned Natalie. "Mmmff..."
Slowly he began to withdraw, only to quickly thrust back inside her. Once more, Clarence buried his dick up Natalie's ass and waited for permission to continue or orders to withdraw completely.
"See how well trained he is?" Carol asked Roger Gray. "You know he wants that nigger ass, but he knows he better take what's offered and no more. I think I'll let him have a few more goes at her."
"All right, boy," Carol spoke to Clarence. "Three more good ones. Nice and hard. No cumming."
Clarence slid the length of his dick out of Natalie's asshole until only the tip was inside her. He paused for a second or two before slamming it back in so hard she almost fell forward. He slowly pulled it out, obviously savoring the sensation of the colored woman's tightness around his cock, before plunging it back, deep inside her. One more thrust and he was still.
"I doubt you can hold out much longer, boy," said Carol. "That's all the ass you're going to get tonight. Take it out now and go to your room."
With only the slightest hesitation, Clarence pulled his dick out of Natalie's sore asshole and stood up.
"Get yourself cleaned up," Carol instructed him. "I may want to play with you later. Now, get going."
Clarence had stopped to face her when she spoke to him. He bowed slightly in acknowledgment of her words before continuing out the door.
"He's a good boy, really," Carol told Roger once Clarence was out of the room. "But, he won't get to cum again for days. I just love keeping him in a constant state of arousal. Not that that's difficult or anything."
Mister Gray stood and pulled up his pants. Carol nudged Jennifer with her foot.
"Up, girl," she told her.
Carol lifted her feet off of Jennifer's back. The naked colored woman rose to her knees as instructed while the white lady stood up.
"Well, Roger," said Carol, "I don't know how you do it, but you've found three more excellent niggers. I can't even decide which one I enjoy the most. The young one is so cute and still easily embarrassed. The big one is so eager and enthusiastic. And, I get such pleasure from putting the older one in her place. I started off thinking she didn't like it, but now I'm not so sure."
"They are quite a find," agreed Mister Gray. "They're perfect for the film. I'll tell you, I've had this screenplay worked out for years and I've had my eye on Li'l Nessa for the role of Nellie since I first saw her on The Malarkeys. It was just dumb luck that she was available just as she turned old enough to play it."
"Having real niggers play the slaves is going to make all the difference," Carol told him. "These three will make an audience believe it just as they've made me believe it. People will be shocked, certainly, and you're going to get some nasty press from those who don't understand it. However, I think it's going to be successful. I want to be a part of it."
"Excellent!" replied Mister Gray. "I'll have Jenny draw up the papers tomorrow and get the whole thing finalized. We can start shooting in a few days. I've got it all lined up."
Carol looked down at the kneeling negro woman whose face she'd just used to masturbate on and whose back she'd just used as a foot rest.
"She is such a clever nigger," mused Carol. "Honestly, Roger, I don't know how you do it."
"Like I said, Carol," said Mister Gray. "Dumb luck."
There was a knock on the door.
"Come," called Carol.
The door opened, and Betty entered. The old colored woman, still naked, stepped into the room.
"Miz Laura's all done usin' dis nigga, ma'am," said Betty. "She ain't wanna disturb y'all if y'all ain't' done in here."
"That's fine, girl," said Carol. "We're done."
The older black woman stepped back out of the room. Laura walked in a few moments later looking a little flushed, with Betty right behind her.
"You seem to have enjoyed yourself," smiled Carol. "Betty is a fine nigger and knows just how to please a lady."
"She always pleases me," agreed Laura happily. "Don't you girl?"
Laura turned and stroked Betty's face. The negress smiled and bowed her head.
"Thank you, ma'am," blushed Betty. "You is too kind to a ol' nigga girl."
"We really have to get back to the city, Carol," said Mister Gray. "As always, we've enjoyed your hospitality. You also did a fine job with the niggers."
"It was my pleasure, believe me," replied Carol. "Bring them around anytime. I plan on visiting the set while you're shooting so I can see them in action."
"You'll be welcome there, of course," said Mister Gray.
The movie producer turned towards the display table where Danessa and Rolonda still squatted naked, their heads harnessed, their mouths gagged and drooling. He glanced down at Natalie, kneeling bent over on the floor, her hand chained behind her.
"All right, girls," he told them. "Time to go. On your feet."
Danessa and Rolonda stood and stepped down from the table while Mister Gray helped Natalie to her feet. She looked at him with her big brown eyes as he did, trying to express appreciation for his assistance. She managed to look grateful even with the head harness and the big ball gag stuffed in he mouth.
"Betty, Jamika, get Mister Gray's niggers ready for travel," ordered Carol.
Carol Goodrich's negro servants busied themselves removing the head harnesses and nipple chains from Danessa, Natalie, and Rolonda. Jennifer stood and walked over to help, removing the chains from their wrists. The white lady and her guests watched the activity.
"Seeing this has me about ready to go again!" laughed Mister Gray. "All that female nigger flesh! Damn, I love it!"
"I know just what you mean, Roger," said Carol. "Good thing you'll have plenty of... outlets for your energy... when you get home."
"Indeed," agreed the white man. "All right, girls. Pay your respects to our hostess."
Jennifer went first, dropping down on her hands and knees, and crawling to Carol's feet. She took her time kissing and licking the white lady's feet before sitting back up on her knees. Rolonda seemed eager to follow suit right behind her. Danessa watched her cousin pay her respects to the white lady and got that feeling again between her legs.
When Natalie knelt down and rolled forward onto her hands and knees, Danessa was right beside her. Just like the time in Mister Gray's apartment, she licked boot along with her mother at the same time. Carol looked down approvingly at the two negro women kissing her feet together.
"Good girls," said Carol. "Good niggers. You may rise."
The naked black women stood, their heads bowed respectfully. Mister Gray beamed at their actions, clearly proud of them. Carol was obviously impressed, too.
"They're such naturals, Roger," said Carol. "Amazing."
"Yes, they are," agreed Mister Gray. "I'll take them out the way they came in. Jenny? Get them chained in a line like proper slave girls."
Once Jennifer reattached the chains connecting their collars, Danessa, Natalie, and Rolonda were ready to go. Mister Gray took the lead girl's chain in his hand and led the line of them to the door to the outside.
"Good bye, Carol," he said to the hostess. "Thanks, again."
"Any time, Roger," smiled Carol.
Mister Gray stepped though the door with his chained charges in tow. Laura had hold of Jennifer's leash and led her adopted sister by it. They walked around to the front of Carol Goodrich's mansion where the limousine waited for them.
Henry saw them approaching and opened the driver's door. He quickly walked to the back to open the door. When Mister Gray and Laura got to the car, it was Jennifer who removed the chains from the other women. That done, they all climbed in. The chauffer taking quite an interest in the naked negro women as they passed by him on their way into the back of the limo.
The door closed behind them and the engine started. Danessa was seated facing the back seat where Mister Gray and his two daughters sat. She glanced out the back window to see Carol Goodrich's mansion disappear as the limo made its way down the long driveway. She felt tired, and her joints and jaw ached. It had been quite a long day.
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