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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
Unlike most of her classmates, Julia liked Mondays. However, that had nothing to do with the classes or the school. Monday was the one weekday that Danny, her boyfriend and master, didn't have to go to work after school. Often times, his parents and younger brother wouldn't be home until dinner time, giving the two teenagers the house to themselves.
A few weeks had gone by since the last time Julia had been to Danny's house. He told her before last period that they could be alone at his house after school. The colored girl's excitement level was too high for her to concentrate very much on the dull material in the class. The minutes ticked by slowly.
After class, Danny wanted to go straight home with Julia and didn't have her stop to remove her panties in the girls room as he usually did. Instead, he wanted to make the most of the time they'd have alone. They went straight to his car in the student parking lot.
Julia could tell that Danny was a little nervous about something this afternoon. Ordinarily, he'd have his hand between her spread legs as they drove, stroking her pussy and bringing her close to orgasm on the way. Today, he was more focused on the road or at least he seemed to be thinking about something else.
"There's somethin' I've been wantin' to ask you about," said Danny. "Somethin' I'd like to do... with you."
"You know I'll do whatever you say," said Julia. "You don't have to ask... Jus' tell me or start doin' it."
"I wouldn't feel right about doin' it like that," Danny told her. "I've been kinda hesitant to bring it up... You know how I don't want to go too far an' fuck things up with you."
"Don't worry about that," Julia responded. "What is it?"
"You know how I like to..., you know..., jus' kinda use your body?" Danny started.
"Uh huh," smiled Julia. "I like it, too."
"Yeah...," he went on. "But you know how I like to pretend that I'm... kinda takin' you... you know..., kinda by force? Like you can't stop me or nothin'?"
"You mean pretendin' to rape me?" said Julia shyly.
Looking down at Danny's crotch, Julia was happy to see that the white boy was reacting positively to her words. She wanted him to be comfortable telling her whatever he wanted. She knew he wasn't comfortable talking about his fantasies of non-consensual sex with her and was even a little ashamed of getting off on them. However, she wanted to be part of his fantasies and she got off on them, too.
"Um..., yeah," answered Danny. "I dunno what turns me on so much about that, but it does."
"It's okay," Julia assured him. "I don't mind doin' that with you. I like it, too."
"I know you do," he said. "But, there's this thing I've been thinkin' about for a long time. Even before I met you... I'll jus' tell you what happened..."
"Mike an' me were over at his dad's place when he wasn't home... Mike found these magazines that he wanted to show me. His dad's secret stash of porno mags... They weren't like the ones behind the counter at the convenience store... They were way nastier. Mostly in black an' white.
"They had pics of girls with their legs spread so wide you could see everything they had. Some had pics of guys fuckin' 'em. Some had pics of girls with other girls. But, one of the magazines had this pic on the cover of a girl tied up with ropes. It was called "Bound Beauties" or somethin' like that. The girl was all spread out on a bed with ropes around her wrists and ankles. She even had a gag in her mouth.
"I never saw nothin' that turned me on so much as that pic. I was kinda ashamed for likin' it so much. I didn't even open the magazine 'cause I didn't want Mike to know that I liked that kinda thing. I jerked off for a week jus' thinkin' about that picture.
"Next time I went over there I looked through that magazine. There were girls tied to beds... chairs... even just layin' on the floor. There was even this black girl in there. She had big tits and had ropes wrapped around 'em so they stood up straight. She had this red ball on a strap in her mouth. You could even see her droolin' from it. She was lookin' right in to the camera, too. It was so fuckin' hot that I had to get myself of right away. I went into the bathroom and jerked off sittin' on the toilet.
"Afterwards I felt really ashamed of myself for gettin' so turned on seein' that poor black girl tied up like that. I knew she was a model gettin' paid for it an' nobody really made her do that... But, it was thinkin' it was real an' she was really helpless an' didn't have any choice but to have her tits tied up like that an' that ball gag shoved in her mouth. I mean, what kind of guy gets off on that?
"I guess Mike's dad noticed we were in his stash an' hid 'em 'cause next time I was over there I couldn't find any of 'em. But, I still think about that picture now an' it still gets me fired up jus' thinkin' about it.
By this time, Danny had already pulled into his driveway and turned off the motor. Julia sat their listening to his story and understood that what he wanted was to do the things he'd seen in the bondage magazine. The idea of being tied like that made her a little scared, but also, more than a little excited. Tied, she'd be completely helpless and available for use.
"So, what I was wantin' to ask you was if it would be okay...," Danny started to ask.
"You want to tie me up, Danny?" asked Julia. "Like the girls in the magazine?"
"Well, yeah...," he confessed. "It's okay if you don't want to, Julia. It's jus' that I had to ask in case you would... You're such a cool girl an' you like the kinda nasty stuff I like... I figured it was worth askin'... I hope you don't think anythin' bad about me now."
"I don't think anythin' bad about you," she told him. "I mean it when I say I'll do anythin' you want. If you want to tie me up, you can do it whenever you want. I'm your slave."
"I know," said Danny. "But, I don't want to order you to let me do it. I only want you to do it if you want to. If you don't feel good about it, I won't do it an' that's totally cool. There's lot's of other stuff I like doin' with you."
Julia had become accustomed to Danny taking a more and more dominant role with her. She liked the way he felt comfortable simply ordering her to do things or just taking liberties with her body as if it were his own property.
Danny had even had Julia expose herself to Mike and allow him to grope and kiss her. He'd even ordered her to jerk his friend off. Twice. They had discussed him sharing her with his friends that time at Nick's apartment, but she hadn't been sure if he meant it or it was just a shared fantasy he wanted to hear about during sex.
Clearly this was different as far as Danny was concerned. Julia understood that she really could have stopped whatever was going on in the past if she really wanted to. At, least she'd have been able to resist. However, being bound would really render her helpless and vulnerable to whatever her master wanted to do. He was aware of this and wanted to be sure that giving him this kind of control over her was completely consensual.
Julia was telling the truth when she told Danny that she'd allow him to tie her up and do as he pleased with her. As his slave, she had to obey. But, he genuinely wanted her explicit consent for this. Somehow, that made her trust him even more and it made it easy for her to go along with his wishes. The fact that the black teenager's pussy was twitching in anticipation of being bound for her master's pleasure made it easy, too.
"It's okay, Danny," said Julia. "I know I don't have to do it, but I want to. You can tie me up, sir. I want it."
"Cool," smiled Danny, relieved. "I wanna start slow... Not like the girl in the magazine... Not at first, anyways... I was thinkin' I could jus', you know, tie your hands together or somethin'. You'll tell me if you're not comfortable, an' I'll stop an' untie you right away. Okay?"
"Yes, sir," she replied.
"Wow," he said. "We've been sittin' in the driveway for a long time..."
Danny opened the car door and got out. Julia followed. Together, they went into the house and back to his bed room.
Not wasting any time, Danny opened his bottom dresser drawer. All Julia could see were old sweat pants and tee shirts. He dug under all that and came up with a length of white rope that looked like clothes line. He sat down on his desk chair and the negro girl stepped in front of him and waited.
"Put out your hands," instructed Danny. "Hold them together."
Holding her hands out, Julia touched her wrists together. Danny looped the rope around them and loosely wrapped several turns around them. Then, he started wrapping the rest of the length of rope around the slack between her wrists, tightening it up.
Although her wrists were securely fastened together, Julia didn't feel very helpless. Danny seemed to like it, though. He ran his hand over the ropes and the colored girl's forearms.
"How's that?" he asked. "Not too tight?"
"No, sir," she replied. "It's okay."
"Can you get out of it?" he wanted to know.
There was just enough room for Julia to turn her arms slightly, but no way would she be able to pull her hands out of the rope.
"No, sir," she answered.
"Good," smiled Danny. "Lift your hands up. Put them on top of your head where I can see the ropes."
Raising her arms, Julia stood with her bound wrists displayed over her head. Danny's eyes were bright as he drank in the view of the negro's tied hands. She was happy to see that her master was pleased, but the rope didn't add much to her arousal beyond what she usually got out of displaying for him. And now, she wasn't even naked.
"Okay," he said. "Put your hands down. I want to try something else."
Julia lowered her arms until her hands were in front of her. Danny set about untying the knot and unwrapping the rope. She could see the slightly red marks left by the rope around her wrists. Once the rope was off, she rubbed the marks and could feel the ridges left in her flesh.
"Turn around," ordered Danny. "Put your hands behind your back."
After she turned around, Julia felt Danny loosely wrapping the rope around her wrists. She felt the ropes tighten as he wrapped it around the rope between her wrists.
"Try to get out of it," Danny directed her.
Pulling her wrists against her bonds, Julia wasn't able to slip them out of the rope. Although there was room to move around a little, the rope was too tight for her to get her hands out.
"I can't," said Julia.
"Face me," he commanded her.
Turning around again, Julia saw by Danny's expression that he was even more aroused than before. The colored girl felt a little more vulnerable now. She felt a twinge in her pussy.
Danny started unbuttoning Julia's blouse. She was helpless to stop him. Not that she'd want to stop him, but now she was physically restrained from doing so. He pushed her blouse back on her shoulders and lifted up her bra. The negro's bare breasts jiggled as they were released from the restraining undergarment. Her pussy tingled more.
Roughly squeezing Julia's tits, Danny was getting more and more excited. He leaned forward and started sucking on her nipple. Reaching around behind her, the white boy stoked the black girl's bonds. He switched off and started sucking her other nipple. She felt like even more of an object now with her hands tied behind her back than she'd felt just displaying for him.
After a few minutes, Danny stopped sucking on Julia's breasts. He twisted around so he could reach the dresser and pulled out two wide strips of cloth. They looked like they'd been torn from an old bed sheet. He folded one lengthwise a few times, making it thick and narrow.
"I'm going to gag you now," Danny informed her, his voice husky. "Okay?"
"Yes, sir," Julia answered.
Standing up, Danny placed the folded length of cloth over Julia's mouth and tied a knot in it behind her head. He pulled the strip tight as he tied it, forcing it between her thick lips. The teenager caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror over the dresser. She was gagged like she'd seen women in action movies. She'd always wondered what good a gag like that would do to silence someone, but her feeling of helplessness increased markedly.
Once the cloth was firmly in place, Danny kissed Julia's gagged lips. This time, she had no choice but to be unresponsive. She couldn't have kissed him back if she wanted to. The white boy kept kissing her, getting more and more excited by the second. His hands roughly groped the colored girls breasts, pinching and twisting them. She moaned into the gag, making an animalistic noise. It was humiliating. She was totally under his control.
"Over here, nigger," he rasped, guiding her to his bed. "Up on the bed. On your knees."
Struggling to get up on the bed with her hands tied behind her back, Julia grunted from the exertion. No sooner was she kneeling in the middle of the bed than Danny put his hand in the middle of her back, urging her to bend at the waist. Ultimately, her chest was pressed against the mattress, her ass up in the air with her bound wrists resting on top. The way her master had taken charge of her had the colored teenager excited and craving penetration.
The bed sagged as Danny climbed up behind her. Julia felt him lift her skirt and throw it over her back. Next, she felt him tug her panties down to her knees. Now she felt exposed and vulnerable in a way she never had before. Her vagina was open and available for the white boy's use, whether she was willing or not to let him have it. She had no choice now. She could feel her pussy creaming.
Julia heard the jangle of Danny's belt buckle coming undone and the sound of his zipper going down. She grunted as he easily slipped his cock into her unprotected sex and started humping her. Three or four strokes was all the white boy could take. The negro felt his seed flood into her vagina. Her pussy throbbed as his semen leaked out of her fucked pussy and ran down her thigh.
After a minute or two, Julia felt Danny untying her wrists. Then he removed her gag. He got up and stood over her, pulling his pants up.
"Sit up," he instructed her.
Sitting up on the edge of the bed, Julia could feel the thick wetness between her legs. She worked her jaw and rubbed on her wrists.
"How do you feel?" asked Danny.
"Used," answered Julia. "Like a piece of meat."
"Is that good?" he wanted to know.
"Yes, sir," she smiled bashfully. "Is that how you wanted me to feel?"
"Well..., yeah..." said Danny. "It's hot."
Julia was surprised to see Danny's cock already hardening again, even as it was still wet with cum. She was still very aroused, not having gotten any kind of relief. She hoped she could convince him to give her what she needed now.
"So, you liked raping me, sir?" asked Julia.
"Yeah," answered Danny. "It felt good."
"Are you gonna tie me to the bed now?" she asked. "You could rape me all you wanted then. I'd be helpless to stop you. Is that what you're gonna do now? Tie me down an' rape me?"
Her words were having an obvious effect on the white boy. Danny's cock was standing straight up and his face was flushed. Julia's pussy was on fire now. What she wanted now was to be taken forcefully and used hard.
"Yeah, I am," he told her. "Put your hands out."
"Yes, sir," she whimpered, holding out her wrists.
Quickly, Danny tied Julia's hands in front of her. He picked up the cloth he'd used to gag her with and pressed it between her lips, tying it tightly behind her head. The white boy picked up the other strip of cloth he'd taken out of the drawer and folded it in similar fashion to the gag. The colored teenager sat still while her master covered her eyes with it and tied it behind her head, blindfolding her.
"On your back," he demanded.
Stretching out on the bed, Julia waited, her heart pounding and pussy throbbing. Danny took the remaining length of the rope binding the black girl's wrists and tied it to the headboard of the bed.
Pulling additional ropes out from their hiding place in his bottom dresser drawer, Danny knelt at the footboard of the bed. He took one length of rope and wrapped it around Julia's ankle. After tying it off, he tied the other end to the nearest foot of the bed. He repeated the procedure on the black girl's other ankle, effectively forcing her legs open wide. She could feel the cool room air on her exposed wet pussy. She was now utterly defenseless and completely available for sexual use.
This time, Danny removed his pants before climbing between the bound black girl's spread legs. He knelt there, savoring the moment, looking down at his brown skinned captive, her bound wrists over her head, her bound ankles spread far apart, her vulnerable pussy exposed and accessible. With the blindfold and gag in place, her eyes and mouth were covered. It was as if Julia wasn't really there. Only her body was present for her master's enjoyment.
"You know what's gonna happen now, don't you?" asked Danny, his voice rasping.
"Mmmff, mmmff," replied the gagged negro girl.
"You belong to me," he told her. "You're my property. I can do what I want with you, right?"
"Mmmff," agreed Julia, nodding her head.
"Do you want to be fucked now?" he asked.
"Mmmff mmmff," she nodded.
Without further warning, Danny was on top of her. His hard dick probed Julia's crotch until the tip was just inside her pussy.
"You want me to rape you, nigger?" asked Danny, his voice thick with arousal.
"Mmmff!" Julia nodded enthusiastically. "Mmmff mmmff!"
A second later, Julia felt Danny jam his erection into her vagina. She was so well lubricated that it went in without any resistance. He fucked her slowly, but deeply, burying his dick in her cunt as far as it would go before slowly drawing back and then plunging it in again.
After a few strokes, Danny started kissing Julia's gagged lips. She couldn't see him because of the blindfold, but from the way he was breathing so heavily, she knew he was very aroused. In and out he went and she started humping back trying to increase the stimulation on her clit.
"So you like gettin' raped?" asked Danny.
"Mmmff mmmff," agreed Julia, nodding vigorously.
"You slut," he said, still thrusting in and out of her.
"Mmmff," she responded, bucking her hips along with him.
Continuing to kiss Julia's gagged mouth, Danny's excitement grew. His pace had quickened and he was banging into the negro's pussy energetically. She felt like nothing more than a cunt for her master's use, taking the pounding for his pleasure. She wasn't even an animal. Just a thing to be fucked. The black teenager's climax finally boiled over.
"Mmmff!" cried Julia into her gag. "Mmmff! Mmmff!"
Her pussy spasming, Julia squirmed in her bonds. Danny reacted by slamming his cock into her as hard as he could, over and over again. She could feel his sweat dripping off his face onto hers. The teenager's orgasm was just starting to subside when her master shot off inside her.
"Fuck," grunted Danny. "Take it, slut..."
One powerful blast of cum after another was released into the negro's pussy, triggering her second climax. Julia's pussy convulsed, grabbing Danny's dick tightly, her vaginal muscles milking his seed from it.
"Mmmff!" she exclaimed, her cries muffled. "Mmmff..., mmmff..."
After his cock was drained, Danny collapsed on top of Julia's helplessly bound body. He remained there, his chest heaving, until his softening dick finally slipped out of her well fucked cunt. Semen oozed out of her vagina and ran down the crack of her ass, making a wet spot on the bed.
Getting up on his knees, Danny moved himself over Julia's leg and positioned himself so that he was kneeling next to her head. Pulling the gag out of her mouth, he worked it under her chin. Swinging his leg over her head, he got his cum slicked dick against her lips.
"Lick it off," he ordered her.
Immediately, Julia opened her mouth and pushed her tongue out. She eagerly licked her slime off Danny's cock, occasionally slurping it between her lips and sucking gently on it.
When he'd had enough, Danny got up and put his pants back on, never taking his eyes off his helpless captive's bound body. His cum was still leaking out of the pussy he'd fucked and her lips were shiny from where he'd wiped his dick and made her lick it clean. Julia was the perfect picture of a used slave girl.
"I oughta leave you like that so I can fuck you again when my dick gets hard," said Danny. "How about that, slave?"
"Yes, sir," replied Julia, blindfolded and unable to see him. "You can fuck me any time you want, sir."
"Maybe I oughta invite Mike over to have a piece of your black ass, too," he added. "He wouldn't mind fuckin' a tied up nigger. Think you'd like that? You wanna be raped some more?"
"Yes, sir," said Julia. "I wanna be raped some more, sir. Anything you want..."
Still aroused, Julia struggled to squeeze her thighs together to put some pressure on her clit. Danny's questioning was exciting her. She wasn't sure if he were serious or not, but at the moment she didn't care if some stranger came in and fucked her. She was an animal in heat and still craved the feel of a man's cock filling her pussy.
"You are a slut," said Danny. "Aren't you?"
"Yes, sir," agreed Julia. "I'm a slut... A nigger slut... Your nigger slut, sir."
"Jesus, Julia," he responded. "You're gettin' my dick hard again!"
Laying tied up on Danny's bed, Julia had completely slipped into the role of sex slave eager for use. Right now all she wanted was to be taken and taken again. The colored girl hoped she could encourage her master to do exactly that.
"You gonna rape me again, sir?" grinned the tied teenager. "You gonna rape your nigger slut?"
"I want to," said Danny. "Even though I'm totally spent. You're so fuckin' hot! It's way after five. We've gotta go before somebody comes home. No way I could explain havin' a naked girl tied up in my room. My parents might get the wrong idea."
After five! Julia couldn't believe it was already so late. Suddenly, she felt even more vulnerable, only this time it was fear of discovery. Danny took the blindfold off and she blinked at the light. She could taste the cum on her lips and feel it still drooling out of her pussy. There'd be no time for a shower this late.
Danny untied Julia from the bed and undid her wrists. The rope had left very distinct marks. Her socks would cover the ones on her ankles, but her wrists were totally exposed. She hoped they'd fade before she got home and her mother saw them.
Sitting up, Julia pulled her bra back down over her breasts and buttoned up her blouse. It was wrinkled and soaked with sweat. She stood up and pulled up her panties. The semen leaking out of her vagina quickly soaked a wet spot into the crotch.
Julia smoothed down her skirt while Danny put the ropes away in the bottom drawer of his dresser. He carefully covered them with the sweat pants and tee shirts.
Hurrying out of the house, the two teenagers got into the car. Danny turned the key and they were gone, driving down the suburban streets. Julia could feel her panties soaked in the crotch. Her hair was more than mussed. She brushed it back into a pony tail as they proceeded down the road.
"You really got off on that, didn't you?" asked Danny.
"Uh huh," blushed Julia.
"I got pretty fired up," he said. "I was afraid I went over board with the way I was talkin'. Are you sure it didn't bother you at all?"
"I'm sure, Danny," she smiled at him. "I guess I'm really a slut 'cause I liked it so much."
"That's cool, 'cause I like a slut," said Danny. "Especially when she's my slave."
Julia basked in the afterglow of her orgasms and the praise of her master as they drove on.
* * *
When she arrived back at her apartment, Julia hurried into the bathroom. Brenda was in the kitchen and didn't see her daughter come home. The colored girl took a quick shower, and, wrapped in a towel, went to her room carrying her clothes.
Dressing in sweat pants and a sweat shirt, Julia was relieved to see that the cuffs covered the rope marks on her wrists and ankles. They'd started to fade, but were still visible. However, when she looked a few hours later, they were gone.
* * *
Reflecting on her day as she lay in her room, Julia couldn't believe how frantic she'd been to have sex while she was tied to Danny's bed. She'd imagined herself being led around in chains, but never tied up and fucked. However, now she couldn't stop thinking about it.
Being tied and utterly helpless at Danny's mercy had made Julia feel like even more of an object than anything she'd done up until now. She thought about what it would be like to be tied down, blindfolded and gagged, while one stranger after another had their way with her bound body.
Rubbing her pussy, Julia imagined what it would feel like to penetrated by an unknown man. Feeling his breath on her face, listening to him grunt as he exerted himself inside her, her pussy violated by a stranger.
They'd laugh and comment on her body. She imagined how they'd encourage each other to fuck her hard and fast. She thought about how she'd cum again and again until she couldn't take any more. Then, they'd just keep fucking her anyways.
Julia covered her mouth to stifle the sound as came. She lay there, breathing heavily, her pussy spasming.
After she calmed, Julia wondered what had happened to her. Her fantasies had become progressively nastier over time. Perhaps that was because what she'd done in real life had gotten nastier, too. She'd already done things she'd never even dreamed of.
Now she wondered what she'd do next.
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