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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
As she crawled across the plush carpet of the penthouse apartment, Natalie wasn't certain what aspect of this particular humiliation was most degrading.
Was it the contrast between herself, an older black woman, stripped naked and down on all fours; and Laura Gray, a much younger white woman, dressed and standing above her?
Could it be the fact that this blonde daddy's girl, twenty years her junior had the power to order her to her hands and knees to crawl behind her like a big black dog?
Perhaps it was how this was simply a continuation of the painful use she'd suffered at the hands of the perverted chauffer earlier. The lecherous black man had violated her every way possible. Her jaw still ached, her pussy still burned, and her ass was sore from taking Henry's massive member in all those places.
Or, was it that she'd had to take those indignities in front of her own daughter and her slutty cousin. She had tried to maintain an air of superiority over the big girl, who made no secret of the fact that she enjoyed the treatment Natalie found so degrading. Now, here she was crawling while Danessa and Rolonda stood.
Finally, and maybe worst of all, was Natalie's own reaction to her debasement. In spite of the pain from her earlier use in the parking garage, and the humiliation of being made to crawl like a dog, her heavy breasts swinging and her fat ass jiggling, she could feel the wetness seeping out of her pussy.
It was getting harder for her to convince Danessa that she was simply acting in an effort to land the role of a slave woman in the Ante Bellum era south. Natalie's own body was betraying her and her daughter was not blind to it. In fact, she was certain that the teenager was taking at least a small amount of delight in seeing her mother shamed this way.
Laura was also taking delight in seeing Natalie crawl. The blonde haired woman waited by the doorway as the older negress slowly made her way out of the room on her hands and knees.
With her was Jennifer, Laura's adopted black sister. Like Natalie, Danessa, and Rolonda, the colored woman was completely nude. Laura's father, film producer Roger Gray, preferred that negro women be in their natural state. And, since this was his penthouse apartment, his preferences held sway here.
As she approached the doorway where Laura and Jennifer waited, Natalie was thinking only of the prize that awaited her. A role in Roger Gray's film and a much needed shot in the arm of her acting career. A career she had long ago thought was over. She was trying to avoid thinking about what humiliations awaited her at the hands of Laura Gray. Humiliations she'd just have to take if she wanted to realize her goal.
"Come on, Nattie," Laura encouraged her. "We're going downstairs to the family room."
Natalie crawled along behind Laura and Jennifer down the hallway, beyond the examination room she'd been in during one of the "auditions" Mister Gray had subjected her and Danessa two in the previous weeks. Now she was in unfamiliar territory.
"You can stand up here, girl," said Laura. "I won't make you crawl down the stairs."
Standing up, the negress bowed her head. Partially as a show of respect for the white woman, but also so she didn't have to see the happy look on Laura's face. It was as if she thought that all three of them were having a good time playing this game, when in fact, Natalie was embarrassed by the things she had to do to get what she wanted.
They went down the stairs to find a room only somewhat smaller than the living room above. It, too, was furnished comfortably and lushly carpeted. Like the living room, one wall was almost entirely windowed and gave a magnificent view of the city many stories below.
"Go and get the toys, Jenny," Laura ordered her sister. "I loved what Carol did with the niggers and I want to do the same with Nattie. I just wish I had bells like she had... They'd be perfect on your udders."
"Yes, ma'am," said Jennifer. "I be gittin' da toys like you want, Miz Laura. Later I be lookin' fo' dem bells you want."
Jennifer walked off into one of the rooms that opened off the main one. Laura stood in front of Natalie, her eyes roaming over the colored woman's naked body. The blonde reached out and took the negro's hanging breasts in her hands and squeezed them.
"I remember seeing you on Sheriff Lowbrow when I was young," said Laura. "I told Daddy how I wished we had a colored maid like Aunt Fanny. Even then I wanted to see a black woman's big titties and fat ass up close and touch them. I can't explain why... Even your thick nigger lips... I wanted to feel them."
"I sometimes wondered if I was a lesbian or something because I liked negro women so much. But, Daddy helped me understand that it was okay for me to like niggers and want to enjoy their bodies. He told me how niggers are sexual animals and that being attracted to them was only natural.
"The way I want to enjoy you, Nattie... Control you... Use you... The thrill I get from seeing you do whatever I say is perfectly natural," continued Laura. "And, since you're such a good nigger, I'm sure you understand it, too. Don't you, girl?"
"Yes, ma'am," replied Natalie, "I sho' do. Ain't nothin' wrong wit' a fine white girl takin' her pleasure wit' a nigga like me. Dat's how it's s'posed to be."
Jennifer returned carrying what looked like a gym bag and set it on the end of the couch. Laura looked over at her and smiled.
"I was just telling Nattie how long I've wanted to have her to play with," said Laura. "She's such a good nigger... She understands perfectly."
"She sho' is, Miz Laura," agreed Jennifer. "She does like she's tol' an' knows her place."
"Yes," Laura responded. "She does. However, she does get a little uppity with other niggers. But, I think Daddy helped her understand that that isn't appropriate. Right, Nattie?"
"Yes, ma'am," replied Natalie. She struggled to remain respectful. "I's real sorry fo' how I's talkin' to yo' driver. I ain't mean no disrespect fo' you o' Mista Gray. I's jus' tellin' dat nigga dat I's fo' white folks only when he be givin' me da eye. But, if it be pleasin' fo' you fo' dat boy to be usin' me, den I do like you say."
"That's perfectly understandable, girl," said Laura. "Daddy and I know you're a good, obedient nigger. You just needed to know that Henry's way with the nigger girls amuses us and we don't want you snapping at him. Now that you know, I'm sure there won't be any more problems between you and him or any other niggers we happen to have around."
"Yes, ma'am," said Natalie, her face burning. "You right 'bout dat."
Laura once again reached out and stroked the side of Natalie's face. The colored woman cast her eyes down. She wanted to appear respectful and didn't want the white woman to see any anger in her eyes.
Serving Mister Gray and his daughter did bring her some pleasure. However, having the degrading scene of Henry using her in the parking garage described as "amusing" had her blood boiling.
"Secure her hands behind her back," ordered Laura.
"Yes, ma'am," said Jennifer.
Natalie felt a little panicked hearing that. She was used to being naked, but being bound as well really did put her at the mercy of the white woman. Jennifer brought a pair of handcuffs out of the gym bag and slapped one end on the negress's wrist.
Pulling Natalie's hand behind her back, Jennifer secured the other wrist. The black woman was rendered defenseless. She felt even more controlled than before.
"I bet your nigger lips are nice and soft...," mused Laura. "Come here, Jenny. Give Nattie a nice kiss and tell me how soft they are."
"Yes, ma'am, Miz Laura," said Jennifer.
Stepping up to the negress, Jennifer looked into her eyes briefly before touching her lips to Natalie's. Laura watched intently. Ten or fifteen seconds ticked by before she stopped and stepped back.
The older colored woman felt her heart beating fast. Natalie couldn't recall having kissed another black woman before now. Naturally, she'd allowed white ladies to kiss her if it pleased them, but it didn't have the same effect on her.
"Oh, dey nice an' soft, all right," Jennifer told her sister. "Dis nigga got a nice mouf on her."
"I thought so," said Laura.
Laura moved to stand face to face with Natalie. Without warning, the blonde pressed her lips over the colored woman's and pushed her tongue into her mouth. The negress parted her lips and let her do as she pleased. She felt her hand going between her legs and then a finger tip brushing against her pussy. She couldn't deny that it felt good. She was also very aware of the handcuffs and her own helplessness.
"Mmmm!" smiled Laura. "You niggers all have such nice thick soft lips. I hope you don't mind me taking liberties with you, girl."
"No, ma'am," Natalie assured her. "I's honored dat you be wantin' to kiss on dis nigga. You is a sweet lady."
"Well, thank you, Nattie," said Laura. "I hope you still feel that way in a minute. Your lips won't be so kissable then because you'll be wearing this."
The blonde reached into the gym bag and produced a purple colored head harness with a large black rubber ball gag mounted on it. Laura took the ball in her fingers and placed it at Natalie's lips.
"Open up, nigger," she ordered her.
Obediently, Natalie opened her mouth and lowered her eyes. Laura stuffed the ball into her mouth. This one was slightly larger than the one Carol Goodrich had used on her and her lips felt stretched by it.
The arrangements of the straps was the same. The ball gag was connected to chromed rings on either side of her mouth. A strap attached to each ring fastened with a buckle behind her head. Two more straps went from the rings to a third ring on her forehead with another strap that fastened behind the head. A chin strap finished off the harness.
"Buckle her up, Jenny," said Laura.
Natalie felt the strap connected to the ball tighten as Jennifer buckled it. Next, Laura buckled the chin strap herself and lifted the head strap so that her sister could grab it and fasten it behind the negress's head. With a strap on either side of her nose, the older colored woman felt completely controlled and objectified.
"Carol didn't use one of these on you," said Laura, holding a thick matching leather collar.
Actually it was more than a collar, Natalie realized as Laura put it on her neck. It was so wide that it forced the negro to hold her head up and look straight ahead. She felt Jennifer fastening it behind her neck.
"The posture collar does wonders, doesn't it Jenny?" asked Laura, admiring her handiwork.
"Yes, ma'am," agreed Jennifer, stepping around to the front and standing beside her sister/mistress. "She do look nice like dis. I like da purple color an' da big ball fills her mouf real good."
Laura took one of Natalie's breasts in her hand and bent down, touching her lips to the nipple. The feel of the blonde's tongue on it sent a jolt straight to her pussy. She resented her body's betrayal. How could she feel pleasure when she was handcuffed and gagged with the humiliating head harness.
"I wish I'd had a nigger mammy when I was younger," sighed Laura. "I'd love to just suckle at some nigger's udder. She'd be like a sweet big black nigger cow for me. It would have been wonderful."
"You kin suckle all you want, Miz Laura," offered Jennifer. "Dis ol' nigga ain't goin' nowhere."
"I know," said Laura wistfully. "Still, it isn't quite the same since she's not milking. Oh, well. At least they're nice and plump. She's got a nice set of udders."
"Dat she do, ma'am," agreed Jennifer. "Nice big uns."
"I'd love to see them plumped up," said Laura. "Get one of the cords out... The purple one, so she matches. Wrap it around her teats nice and tight so they stick right out. I love seeing a floppy titted nigger with her udders all plumped up that way."
"I got it right here," Jennifer told her, a long purple cord in her hand.
Jennifer tied the cord tightly onto Natalie's left breast. Then she started winding the cord around and around it, carefully placing each turn next to the previous one. The posture collar prevented the negress from looking down at it, but it was tight and a little painful.
"Mmmff," Natalie vocalized into the gag. "Mmmff!"
"Shhh," Laura shushed her. "Relax and take it, nigger. Believe me, you look very sexy! Jenny is doing a wonderful job on you, wrapping your udders up nice and neat."
Once about a dozen or so turns of purple cord had been wrapped around Natalie's left breast, Jennifer tied off the end. Then, she took another length of the cord and repeated the process on the right breast. The negress could feel the tightness of it across her chest.
"Marvelous!" exclaimed Laura when Jennifer had finished her work. "Look! They're getting even darker! You did a good job, Jenny."
"Thank you, Miz Laura," smiled Jenny, basking in the praise. "I loves pleasin' you, ma'am."
Laura reached out and grabbed Natalie's swollen tit and squeezed it.
"Mmmff!" cried Natalie.
Her breasts were even more sensitive now and the white woman was handling them roughly. Laura grabbed both tits and squeezed them firmly.
"Her nipples are like little chocolate pebbles," observed Laura. "They're irresistible!"
Laura bent down again and sucked hard on one of Natalie's uncomfortably bound breasts. The pleasure from the feel of the white woman's mouth on her was overmatched by the pain of the tight cords. Still, she could feel it between her legs. The blonde switched off and sucked on the negro's other nipple.
"Mmmff!" Natalie exclaimed. "Mmmff!"
"Hush, you!" said Laura, irritated. "I want you to be still and take it like a good nigger. Understand?"
Natalie nodded her head. She realized she had no other choice but to take it. At least with a man she could have tried to encourage him to fuck her. Once a man shoots his load, he usually would move on to other things and leave her unmolested. The black woman was unsure how to handle the blonde.
Laura was obviously taking advantage of the fact that she had someone other than her adopted sister to control and use. She probably felt like she had to hold back with Jennifer, thought Natalie. Now, she could do as she pleased without restraint.
"Bring me a lipstick, Jenny," Laura said, straightening up. "A nice dark one."
Jennifer hurried into another room. Moments later she returned with a shiny cylinder in her hand.
"Dark chocolate...," Laura read the label. "Excellent choice!"
Taking the top off she placed the lipstick to Natalie's chest and started writing. The negro woman shuddered to think what degrading things Laura was writing on her, although she could guess.
"What do you think?" Laura asked Jennifer.
"It's perfect, ma'am," replied Jennifer.
Laura stood next to her black sister and smiled, admiring Natalie's displayed bound naked body.
"Go get the mirror," ordered Laura. "The long one. I want this nigger to see how nice she looks."
Jennifer went back into the room she'd got the lipstick from. In a minute, she returned holding a full length mirror. She leaned it against the wall. Laura took Natalie by the shoulders from behind and turned her to face it.
Natalie was shocked at what she saw. More animal than human, she saw herself looking back. All that was recognizable to her were her dark brown eyes. The black ball gag that stuffed her mouth had distorted her lips and face beyond recognition. The purple leather straps holding the ball gag in place made her look more like a beast in restraints than a woman.
Her eyes lowered to take in the rest of the mirror image. Her large breasts were swollen and several shades darker than the rest of her flesh. Her nipples pointed straight out. The tightly wrapped cord had taken all the sag out of her breasts. And, just above her tied tits in big letters was written "NIGGER".
It was shameful. She'd been used and abused many times in the past, often times even more painfully than this. However, never had Natalie felt more objectified. She was a living piece of pornography of the lowest order.
Natalie saw Laura standing behind her, hands on her shoulders, forcing her to face the mirror. One of the white woman's hands started sliding down her back and over her ass. She could see it between her legs in the mirror before she actually felt it.
"She's soaked, Jenny," grinned Laura. "What a nigger slut! Hang on..."
Laura stepped around in front of Natalie, giving her relief from the sight of her obscene image in the mirror. She popped the cap off the lipstick and started writing across her belly. When she stood to one side, the negro wasn't surprised to read her new label "NIGGER SLUT".
"See, Nattie," asked Laura. "That's just what you are. A nigger slut. I can't imagine what it would be like to be done up like this. No white girl could. But a slutty nigger like you? I bet all you want is some dick now! Isn't that right?"
Natalie glanced from Laura to Jennifer. Her tormentor's adopted sister nodded her head.
"Mmmff," agreed Natalie, nodding her head.
"Well, I can't help you out in that department, I'm afraid," said Laura. "But, I'll try to think of something... In the meantime, let's finish decorating you. I wish I had some nipple bells like Carol had for her nigger. They were adorable. But, I do have something... Jennifer? The nipple chain."
Jennifer reached into the gym bag and came up with a length of fine silver chain with clips on each end. Natalie felt a twinge in her pussy. She knew where they were going and she knew it was going to hurt. Why would her body react with excitement at the prospect?
Laura took the chain from Jennifer and sprung one of the clips open. Reaching forward she placed it on one of Natalie's hard nipples and and let the clip close over it. It pinched her swollen nipple painfully.
"Mmmff!" cried Natalie.
"Be still, nigger," said Laura. "It doesn't hurt that bad. Besides, I think it's perfectly adorable!"
Natalie felt another pinch as Laura attached the other clip to her other nipple. Involuntarily, she tried to shake it off for a few seconds. Her swollen breasts shook in their bonds. She could hear a faint jingle from the chain along with her own muffled grunts.
"Mmmff!" Natalie protested. "Mmmff!"
"Settle down, girl," advised Laura. "You'll get used to it. They always do. I've got another one for your pussy. That'll take your mind off your nipples."
Jennifer pulled another chain out, much like the first, only longer, and gave it to Laura. The blonde haired woman hung this chain over the middle of the chain between Natalie's nipples. Squatting down, she opened the clip on one of the ends of the new chain and placed it on one of the hapless negro's pussy lips. She repeated the process with the other end of the chain on her other lip.
It wasn't as bad as having her clit clipped so Natalie was able to take it stoicly. Her humiliation outweighed the pain, which was far from minor in its own right. She was completely and utterly under control by a much younger white woman who saw her body as a source of amusement and titillating entertainment. Her discomfort mattered little to Laura Gray except where it gave the white woman a sexual thrill.
Her breasts, her vagina, her woman parts, were no longer hers. Her ability to speak, her ability to use her hands, even her face, had been taken from her. Natalie was just a play thing for a rich white woman now. She looked in the mirror, unable to take her eyes off of what she'd become. And the most shameful part was her own arousal at being turned into this debased thing. She could feel the wetness between her legs.
"I think it's time to take care of your needs, nigger," smiled Laura, lifting the nipple chain with her finger and pulling it and the pussy lip chain taught. "You'd like that, wouldn't you?"
"Mmmff," replied Natalie.
Laura lifted the chain higher, stretching Natalie's nipples and lifting her swollen breasts up. The negress could feel the tug on her sensitive labia.
"Mmmff...," she moaned. "Mmmff..."
"That's it, girl," cooed Laura. "Relax and take it like a good nigger. You'll be getting a treat soon..."
Natalie wondered what Laura's idea of a treat for her was. Somehow she got the idea it would be more of a treat for the blonde than it would be for her.
"Get the dildo out for her, Jenny," said Laura, sitting back on the couch and getting comfortable. "The big purple one. I want her accessories to be color coordinated."
"Yes, Miz Laura," replied Jennifer, rummaging through the gym bag.
The purple dildo was indeed quite large. Natalie's pussy reacted when she saw it and wondered how much of it Laura expected her to take.
"Stand with your legs open, girl," ordered Laura. "Let Jenny get it all in for you. I know you nigger girls like a big dick."
Spreading her feet further apart, Natalie awaited this latest violation. Jennifer squatted in front of her with the dildo in her hand. She reached out and put the tip of it on the colored woman's pussy, running it up and down her slit.
"Oh, she's soaked good, Miz Laura," said Jennifer. "All nice 'n creamy. I bets she kin jus' take it like it is. Dis nigga ain't need no lube or nothin'."
"Perfect!" smiled Laura. "Go ahead and stick it in her. Give her all of it. I don't want my Nattie feeling short changed."
Jennifer looked up at Natalie's gagged and harnessed face as she firmly pushed the huge purple dildo up the negress's vagina. Her sore pussy stretched painfully to accommodate the intruder's girth, but it slid in easily.
Natalie was embarrassed to be seen in this position, bound helplessly and now penetrated. But, to have Laura and Jennifer see how sexually aroused she was in spite of the degradation the white woman was subjecting her to, was even more humiliating.
"Fuck her with it," Laura instructed Jenny.
Laura's hand went to her crotch and the white woman absent mindedly rubbed her pussy while she watched Jennifer pump the purple dildo in and out of the helpless negro's vagina. Natalie could feel herself drooling from the ball gag stuffed in her mouth, adding to her shame.
"Get the vibe," ordered Laura. "You know the one... The one you like so much."
"Yes, ma'am," blushed Jennifer. "I'll git it."
"Hold your new friend in place, Nattie," said Laura. "A talented nigger like you should be able to keep that dildo from slipping out even though your slutty pussy is soaked."
Natalie clenched her vaginal muscles tight in an effort to hold the dildo inside her while Jennifer got up and went to the gym bag. Now she found herself taking an active part in her own degradation and felt a fresh wave of humiliation wash over her as she struggled to keep the dildo from slipping out of her violated pussy.
Jennifer produced a device that at first glance looked like an electric toothbrush. But, instead of a brush, a little spherical shaped piece was on the end of it. She returned to where Natalie was standing and straining to keep the dildo from falling. Squatting down, she clicked the vibrator on.
When the buzzing head of the vibrator touched her clit, Natalie almost dropped the dildo. Jennifer took hold of it in her other hand, keeping it deeply inserted in the bound negro's pussy and resumed working it in and out while keeping the vibe in contact with the fleshy pink nub. Over the years, vibrators were no stranger to the older colored woman. However, this one produced very strong sensations.
In spite of herself, Natalie found herself shifting around to maximize the sensations from both the vibrator and the dildo. Somehow the pain of her bondage and the humiliation of her loss of control over her own body was trumped by the electric pleasure she felt between her spread legs. The aroma of her own arousal was wafting up to where she could smell it. It was very embarrassing on top of everything else.
"She's humpin' back, Miz Laura," Jennifer announced. "No bitch nigga gonna be standin' still wit' dis buzzin' 'tween her legs. Don't matter how you got her done up, she gonna be likin' it too much to hol' back."
"It's amazing, isn't it?" replied Laura. "Just look at her! Head harnessed like some farm animal. Drooling through the ball gag. Udders all plumped up and standing straight out. Nice tittie chain and pussy chains attached in the right places."
"You'd think that even a colored woman wouldn't be able to get sexually aroused under such circumstances," continued Laura. "But, she's such a slutty nigger that all that only got her excited. I know she doesn't like showing how much of an effect all this has on her. But, now she just has to hump and she doesn't care if we see it."
"You got dat right, ma'am," agreed Jennifer. "An', you got da right words on her. She be one slutty ass nigga. Dat's fo' sho'!"
"Yes, and that's why I think she's so wonderful!" said Laura, her face flushed. "Make her cum, Jenny. I want to watch her cum knowing she doesn't want to. It's just too delicious a humiliation."
Natalie could barely follow the conversation except that she knew they were discussing her, marveling at her sexual capacity as if she weren't there. But, of course she was there. She was the center of attention. Her uncontrollable physical reactions to the relentless stimulation was a source of amusement and entertainment for Laura. The white woman was even absent mindedly rubbing herself while she watched.
But for Natalie, the main focus of her attention was the buzzing sensation at her clit and the rhythmic thrusts of the dildo filling her pussy. As much as she'd struggled against it, she could feel an orgasm coming on. Cumming in front of her tormentor would be humiliating to the extreme, but she was powerless to hold back much longer.
"She ain't gonna last long, Miz Laura," Jennifer informed her. "She's creamin' like a bitch in heat."
"Mmmff..." moaned Natalie. "Mmmff..."
"Oh, yes," agreed Laura, her face flushed. "She's almost there..."
There was no stopping it now, Natalie realized. A second later her orgasm hit her. Her legs felt shaky.
"Mmmff! Mmmff!" she cried as her pussy throbbed. "Mmmff!"
"She cummin' fo' you now, Miz Laura," said Jennifer, looking back at her mistress. "Cummin' hard, too."
"Jenny...," said Laura hoarsely, "service me."
"Yes, ma'am!" grinned Jennifer.
Jennifer put down the vibrator even as Natalie continued to cum. When she let go of the dildo, it slipped out of the negro's slick pussy and fell to the floor. She humped at the empty air for a few seconds, instantly feeling the absence of the pressure against her sensitive sex and missing it.
"Mmmff! Mmmff!" Natalie whimpered frantically, frustrated in mid-orgasm.
Laura lifted her ass up off the couch. Jennifer knelt on the floor between her legs and pulled the blonde's panties down and off over her feet. The black woman pushed her face up into her white sister's crotch and began licking her in earnest.
Her hands went to the back of Jennifer's head and Laura bucked her hips against the negro's face. Natalie opened her eyes to see the blonde was looking right back at her with a big grin on her face and her blue eyes sparkling. Clearly, the white woman was taking no small amount of pleasure from the negress's sexual frustration.
"Sorry, Nattie," she said dreamily. "I just had to cum. I'm sure you understand, girl. Niggers just have to wait..."
Jennifer continued lapping noisily at her mistress/sister's pussy while Laura moaned with delight. Natalie just stood there and watched, saliva drooling off her chin onto her painfully bound breasts.
"Oh, Jenny!" cried Laura. "Oh, yes! Right there! Uh huh..."
Natalie looked on as Laura enjoyed her orgasm. Jennifer gasped for breath as the blonde gradually calmed.
"Oh, my!" exclaimed Laura, her face red. "That was a good one! Good girl, Jenny. And, Nattie... Seeing you that way, a restrained slut forced to cum... Mmmmm... It just pushed me over the top!"
"Thank you, Miz Laura," blushed Jennifer. "I loves lickin' yo' fine pink pussy. I's glad to be gittin' you off. I bet Nattie's glad to help, too. Ain't dat right, nigga?"
"Mmmff," replied Natalie, dutifully nodding her head.
Of course in reality, Natalie resented being a source of sexual stimulation for the spoiled white daddy's girl. But, she had little choice in the matter. She desperately wanted to be in Laura's father's movie and she knew that pleasing the blonde woman was necessary in reaching that end. It wasn't as if she enjoyed being bound and gagged and humiliated for her entertainment and amusement.
"I bet Daddy would love to see Nattie this way," said Laura, sitting up. "She looks like a controlled sex animal."
"He sho' would!" agreed Jennifer. "Daddy jus' loves seein' a nigga all done up special fo' him. An' you got dis nigga done up real good, Miz Laura."
"Actually...," added Laura, a mischievous grin spreading across her face, "I think I'd like a few pictures of her like this. Fetch my camera, girl."
"Yes, ma'am," said Jennifer, standing up.
Jennifer walked into the room the mirror had come out of. Natalie couldn't believe that Laura would actually photograph her in this condition of extreme degradation. Her only solace was knowing that she was virtually unrecognizable in this state with her face covered by the harness and distorted by the ball gag. Even her breasts' appearance was completely different, all swollen from the tight cords wrapped around them.
Laura stood up, leaving her panties on the floor. Jennifer handed over the digital camera she'd fetched. The blonde switched it on and happily snapped pictures of Natalie's humiliation. She stood back at first to get full length photos then moved right up next to her for detailed close ups.
"That's it, girl," said Jennifer from behind the camera. "Just stand there like a controlled nigger and drool. You look wonderful!"
Natalie wanted to bow her head in shame, but the posture collar forced her to keep looking straight ahead as Laura snapped away, the flash going off again and again.
"Lay on your back, nigger," instructed the blonde. "On the floor where you belong. Spread those legs wide so the camera can see your nasty black cunt."
Struggling awkwardly to her knees, Natalie had trouble keeping her balance what with her hands cuffed behind her back.
"Take the cuffs off her, Jenny," said Laura. "I don't want her to hurt herself laying on them. Cuff them in front of her instead."
Jennifer bent down and released one of Natalie's wrists from the handcuffs. Almost immediately, she'd closed the cuff on it again, this time with the negro's hands in front of her. The younger woman then helped her lay on her back.
"Good, good," said Laura. "Spread your legs wide. I want to see your creamy pussy. Hold your hands over your belly. I want the cuffs in the shot, but I want your gash properly exposed, too."
Natalie complied as if in a trance. She understood all too well that her ordeal wouldn't be over until Laura was satisfied. Anything other than strict obedience would only keep it going on longer. The negress spread her legs wide with her knees bent in order to present her vagina for the camera. She held her cuffed wrists over her belly to display her captivity. To her shame, she felt her pussy creaming.
"Fresh cream!" exclaimed Laura. "I love it! This nigger is loving the attention! Well, she deserves it... She's such a sexy thing. I can't get enough of her. Put the dildo back in her. I want some shots of her penetrated."
Jennifer picked up the purple dildo and squatted next to Natalie. She took the faux phallus and pushed it up the negro's vagina. The flash kept going off every few seconds. Laura was recording every moment of it.
"Sit her up," ordered Laura. "I've got an idea for the crowning touch."
Laura bent down and picked up her used panties while Jennifer got the black woman up into a seated position on the floor. The blonde put the camera down and then placed her panties over the bound negro's head. Natalie's nostrils flared at the strong aroma of the white woman's scent. Clearly, she'd been very aroused while wearing them.
"She looks simply precious!" Laura said with delight. "Doesn't she?"
"Yes, ma'am," agreed Jennifer. "She sho' do. She is one lucky nigga to be gittin' a whiff o' yo' sweet pussy, Miz Laura. I hope she un'erstan's dat."
Natalie nodded in an effort to get further into Laura's good graces even though she didn't feel lucky in the least to be in this position, bound and gagged wearing another woman's used panties over her head. She could feel the drool on her chin soaking into the sheer material of the blonde's undergarment, making it stick to her face. The flash continued to go off.
"Put her back on the floor," instructed Laura. "I want to see my panty-headed nigger penetrated."
"You sho' got alot o' good ideas, Miz Laura," said Jennifer as she lay Natalie's bound form back on the floor.
Natalie bent her knees and opened her legs. She felt the dildo starting to slip out of her pussy, but Jennifer saw it, too, and pushed it back up into place.
"Now that is a sexy pose if I do say so myself," Laura announced. "It just says "controlled nigger slut" without needing any words. Of course, most of those words are already on her!"
"Oh, it's real hot, ma'am," Jennifer agreed. "It's got my juices flowin'!"
"Really, now!" laughed Laura. "Why am I not surprised! You are such a nigger, Jenny! Well... since you are my sister, I think I can let you have some fun. Would you like to hump Nattie's face? Go ahead and sit on it and get yourself off. I'll take some more pictures while you do it. We'll have fun looking at them later."
"Thank you, ma'am," said Jennifer. "You knowed jus' what I was wantin'. Seein' dis nigga used so hard 's got me all fired up!"
Jennifer straddled Natalie's panty covered head and lowered her crotch down onto her gagged face. The bound negro felt the younger black woman's pussy press against her nose. Soon she was wantonly masturbating against it. This was even more humiliating for her than being used by Laura.
"That's the way, girl," Laura encouraged her. "Use the nigger's face. Rub your coochie all over it."
Natalie struggled to breath. The fresh scent of Jennifer's pussy greeted her every time she managed to inhale. The black woman was clearly enjoying herself, humping the older negress's face while her sister/mistress looked on, taking pictures.
"Miz Laura...," gasped Jennifer. "Kin dis nigga cum fo' you, ma'am?"
"Yes, Jenny...," allowed Laura, "just look up into the camera. You look so adorable when you cum. You get that happy dumb nigger look on your face that I find so precious."
"Yes..., ma'am...," groaned Jennifer. "I's cummin', ma'am... Dis nigga be cummin' fo' you, Miz Laura..."
Jennifer kept grinding her cunt on Natalie's panty covered face, her juices soaking into the thin material. The older colored woman had to inhale deeply every chance she got and the scent of the younger negro's pussy filled her nostrils. At last, she was spent and dismounted.
"That was a good one, girl," Laura observed. "Wasn't it?"
"Yes, ma'am," said Jennifer, breathing heavily. "Thank you fo' lettin' dis nigga cum fo' you."
"Think nothing of it, girl," smiled Laura. "It was my pleasure. Now, get the nigger on her feet and let's take her up so Daddy can enjoy her."
Natalie tried to sit up on her own, but couldn't do it. She watched Jennifer through one of the leg holes of Laura's panties as she bent down to help her up.
Once she was standing, it began to dawn on Natalie that not only was she to be presented to Roger Gray, but that both Danessa and Rolonda would see her this way. Not to mention the fact that they'd also get to hear all about how she'd been degraded and humiliated for the amusement and gratification of the rich white daddy's girl.
"Leave the panties on her head," instructed Laura. "I'll have you take them off as a kind of unveiling. I'm sure Daddy will appreciate the detail."
"Oh, he sho' will, Miz Laura," Jennifer agreed. "Daddy always do. Dat white man is all 'bout da details."
Natalie felt a nudge at her back and she started walking. Unseen hands guided her across the room to the base of the stairs.
"Put the leash on her, Jenny," said Laura's voice. "That'll be the crowning touch."
Jennifer stepped in front of Natalie and clipped a chain leash to the posture collar already around the hapless negress's neck.
"Ain't no doubt 'bout it, ma'am," smiled Jennifer. "She sho' looks like a kept bitch nigga now!"
Laura took the leash from Jennifer's hand and started up the stairs. She jerked it, urging Natalie to follow. The bound negro woman gingerly made her way up the steps, walking gap legged to keep the clips on her labia from getting moved by her thighs as she moved.
Up at the top of the stairs, Mister Gray was going to get an unexpected treat. Danessa and Rolonda also had a surprise in store. The older negress wasn't sure how her daughter and her cousin would react, but either way would shame her.
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