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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
Myrna had been kneeling silently at Dylan's feet, completely absorbed in watching Mister Gantner exercise his dominance over Gloria. The white man had the older negress crawling and licking his feet, showing her complete and utter devotion to him through her instant obedience. This was intended to demonstrate to Dylan just how far he could go as Myrna's master in using her for his own gratification.
The colored girl was a little ashamed of herself for getting so aroused at the sight of her mother's humiliation, but she just couldn't help herself. The idea that Dylan would soon be treating her in such a degrading manner only added to Myrna's growing excitement.
But now, Mister Gantner's demonstration was finished and it was time for Dylan to take charge of his girlfriend and apply the knowledge he'd just received. Myrna was nervous, but looking forward to being taken to new level of submission.
"So, go ahead and tell her what you want her to do," urged Mister Gantner. "You're a man and she's your nigger. Don't be afraid to give her orders."
Dylan looked down at Myrna's kneeling form. She cast her eyes down.
"Strip, nigger," he said firmly.
Nigger! Myrna couldn't recall him ever even using the word despite the fact he enjoyed hearing it from her so much. She felt his command right between her legs.
"Yes, sir," she replied softly.
Rising to her feet, facing Dylan, Myrna unbuttoned her blouse and removed it. Her heart pounded and her pussy buzzed. With Gloria and Mister Gantner looking on, she unhooked her bra and let it slip off her arms. She couldn't help blushing seeing her boyfriend and her mom's boss staring at her bared breasts.
Fumbling with the button on her jeans, Myrna managed to get it unfastened and pushed her pants down to her ankles before stepping out of them, her breasts swaying as she did so. Dylan and Mister Gantner both seemed to be enjoying the show, their eyes glued to her while she pulled her panties down.
Now completely undressed, Myrna stood before Dylan and Mister Gantner, her head bowed and her hands at her sides. Even though both of them had seen her nude body before, being exposed to the two white men at once seemed far more embarrassing. Part of it was how both of them were dressed while she was naked. It underscored the difference in status and the power they had over her. Another part of it was how much more she felt as if she were mere entertainment for an audience. But, all of it just added to the excitement she felt and she found herself eager to humiliate herself further for them.
Dylan's eyes roamed over Myrna's naked body as if seeing it for the first time. Perhaps he was finally becoming aware of the absolute power he had over her to command her to do as he wished without regard for her as anything more than female body. Mister Gantner was clearly enjoying himself, as well, though she knew that he had no doubts about his position of authority with her.
"She's got quite a nice body, doesn't she?" mused Mister Gantner. "One advantage to having a nigger, is that you don't have to concern yourself with being rude by staring at them. To them, having your attention is a compliment so there's no need to be shy about where you look. Quite the contrary. That's why I like putting them in a position such that it's easy to "see the goods", so to speak. Shall I demonstrate?"
"Yeah," agreed Dylan.
Myrna could see the look of anticipation on Dylan's face and the growing bulge in his jeans. She felt her face flush hot as it dawned on her that her boyfriend had pretty much "handed the reigns" over to Mister Gantner as if it were his right to do so and she had no say. Her pussy twitched at the notion.
"Display, nigger," Mister Gantner ordered her curtly. "Hands behind the head, elbows out."
Quickly, Myrna brought her arms up and put her hands behind her head, lacing her fingers together. She kept her elbows back, even with her shoulders, which forced her chest out, making her breasts even more prominent. Without being told, the negro girl moved her feet as far apart as she could and still keep her balance. Cool room air wafted over her wet exposed pussy.
Familiar with the proper display position she'd been taught, Myrna completed the pose by opening her mouth wide. Her face burned as she layed her tongue out over her lower lip. It was humiliating to display herself this way to both Mister Gantner and Dylan, but her pussy was on fire, nevertheless.
"Ah, I see she's done this before," observed Mister Gantner with a smile.
"Yeah," said Dylan. "Gloria had her pose for me like this before. It's fuckin' hot!"
"It's the perfect position for inspection," Mister Gantner continued. "I never get tired of it. It allows a man to enjoy the female anatomy undisturbed. You don't have to worry about treating the woman like a sex object because niggers are sex objects and they know it and love it. It's an ideal situation. A white girl would die of shame, but a bitch nigger will be in heat over it."
The more Mister Gantner went on talking about her as if she weren't even there, treating her like the object he described her as, the more aroused Myrna grew. She was certain he was well aware of that and was doing it on purpose. It was also obvious that Dylan was loving it, too.
"She's startin' to drool..." Dylan pointed out. "Fuck..."
"Yes, she is, isn't she?" smiled Mister Gantner. "Can't help it with her mouth open like that. Lovely. I see you like it, too."
"Fuck, yeah! I... dunno why, but it's turnin' me on."
"Me, too. I think it's about control. We're in total control of her and her body, not the nigger. She can't even stop herself from drooling like an infant unless we tell her to. It also makes her look dumb, which for some reason, gets my dick hard."
"Yeah," agreed Dylan.
Myrna could feel the saliva running out of her mouth, over her lip, and dripping down on her chest. She shuddered to think of what she must look like to Dylan and Mister Gantner, but seeing their arousal poking against their pants made it all worth it. She felt dumb, but happy, too.
"Let's ask her," suggested Mister Gantner.
Looking Myrna in the eye, he asked her, "So, is that right? Don't speak. Just nod your head stupidly. Are you a dumb nigger?"
This was beyond humiliating, thought Myrna. How could he ask her that and expect her to agree? Why was her pussy buzzing just from thinking about it? How did he know how she felt? Slowly and deliberately, the black girl nodded her head, a string of drool hanging off her chin, her face hot with embarrassment and her pussy burning with arousal.
"See?" he said to Dylan. "She knows what she is. A dumb nigger animal for white men to enjoy." He looked back to Myrna. "Isn't that right, nigger?"
Continuing to slowly nod her head, Myrna knew it was true. There was no doubt in her mind that at that moment, that was exactly what she was.
"Bend over, girl," directed Mister Gantner. "Let's see those udders hang freely."
Udders! It was so degrading, yet it only served to excite her further. Myrna complied and bent at the waist, letting her heavy breasts hang down.
"Lift your head so we can see your face," ordered Mister Gantner.
Degrading as this position was, having to show her face to the two white men seated before her made it even more embarrassing.
"I love seeing the look on a nigger's face while I put her in her place," remarked Mister Gantner. "Their expressions are priceless."
"Yeah," agreed Dylan, his eyes following Myrna's swaying breasts.
"I like the bovine nature of this pose," Mister Gantner went on. "Big black udders hanging down like a cow's. Looks like she's ready for milking. May I?"
"Huh?" asked Dylan, still staring at Myrna's humiliating pose.
"Udders like that beg to be pulled on, don't you think?" explained Mister Gantner. "You don't mind if handle her, do you?"
"Go ahead."
"Thanks. I may get a little rough with her, if that's okay."
"Sure, it's cool."
Myrna found the entire scene to be a little surreal. Here was her boyfriend, giving another man permission to take liberties with her body. It was as if Dylan was asserting his control over her by letting Mister Gantner do as he pleased with her. He was also totally getting off on watching the older white man show him how to use her in ways that he might not have been bold enough to try himself.
Mister Gantner reached out with both hands to Myrna's hanging breasts. He took hold of her nipples between his thumb and forefinger. Squeezing them, he tugged on her teats, stretching them further. She moaned in both pain and pleasure.
"See, she loves it," Mister Gantner observed. "Don't you, girl?"
Myrna nodded again and winced as Mister Gantner tugged her nipples harder.
"Let's have a look see," he said to himself. Then, to Myrna, "Turn around and present, nigger."
Shuffling her feet, Myrna turned around to face away from the couch. She bent down even further, feeling her pussy lips part. Dylan and Mister Gantner could now see everything she had from her anus to her vagina, to her clitoris, and she knew it.
"Nice view, eh?" asked Mister Gantner.
"Hell, yeah," murmured Dylan. "You can see everythin' she's got looking 'between her legs this way. Even her tits hangin' down."
"You couldn't treat a white girl this way and call yourself a man," said Mister Gantner. "She'd be sobbing from the humiliation. But look at this nigger. Treat her like a piece of meat and see what happens? Big glob of cream in her cunt crack. Her body naturally responds to make her ready for way more. She can't control it. It's just how bitch niggers respond to this kind of treatment. They love it. No need to hold back."
Lifting his hand up, Mister Gantner pressed a finger to Myrna's clit and started rubbing it. The colored girl moaned and pushed back against the white man's touch.
"She's literally dripping cream now," said Mister Gantner. "No shame at all being treated this way in front of her boyfriend. She's a bitch in heat, man. There's no other way to explain it."
Suddenly, the older white man pulled his hand back. Myrna whimpered in frustration.
"God, I love 'em," Mister Gantner laughed. "All right, turn around, slut."
Myrna shuffled back around to face them. Mister Gantner held his finger up to her lips. She could smell her musk on it. It was humiliating.
"Clean it off, nigger," he ordered her.
Obediently, Myrna took his finger into her mouth and sucked on it.
"Good girl," smiled Mister Gantner.
Blushing, Myrna lowered her eyes and smiled.
"Isn't that adorable?" asked Mister Gantner. "After all that, she gets bashful hearing simple praise for humiliating herself for us. She's a natural nigger, all right. Just like her mama."
"Damn...," breathed Dylan, his voice husky.
"Listen, Dylan," said Mister Gantner, "I've got to get some relief after all this. Myrna's got me totally worked up. I'd love to have her wrap her lips around my dick. Gloria can take care of you. If that's cool, of course. Otherwise, I'll just use Gloria myself. She can suck a mean dick."
"It's cool," replied Dylan. "You can use Myrna if you want."
"Thanks, man," Mister Gantner grinned, looking back towards Myrna. "I'm fine with having them suck us off side by side right here, but I don't mind if you take her off to her room if you want some privacy."
"Right here is good," said Dylan. "I kinda wanna see her suck dick."
Myrna was a little surprised to hear that. Letting the older white man play with her body was one thing, but having her suck Mister Gantner's dick was further than she'd expected Dylan to be willing to go. After all, she'd only ever been penetrated by her boyfriend up until now. Again, it struck her that he was asserting his ownership by giving her to another.
"You heard him, nigger," Mister Gantner said to Myrna. "Get on your knees."
Lowering herself to the floor, Myrna knelt before him. Mister Gantner unzipped his fly, took out his cock, and sat back on couch.
"Get to it, bitch," he ordered her.
Myrna looked Mister Gantner in the face and leaned forward. She grabbed his dick in one hand and, without breaking eye contact, lowered her head, taking his erection into her mouth, closing her lips around it.
"That's the way...," Mister Gantner encouraged Myrna. "Take as much as you can."
Moving her head down the white man's shaft, Myrna took even more of Mister Gantner's cock into her mouth. She didn't stop until she gagged. Her eyes watering, the negro girl started sucking on the older man's dick.
"Good girl," he praised her. "You're doing good."
Dylan looked on as Myrna's head bobbed up and down on Mister Gantner's cock. She was already feeling self conscious about sucking another man's dick in front of her boyfriend, but the way he seemed so absorbed in the scene in front of him made her blush.
"Go ahead and use Gloria if you want," Mister Gantner told Dylan. "Don't be shy about telling her what you want. Niggers like these live to be ordered around."
Casting his gaze to his girlfriend's mother, Dylan drank in the older negress's kneeling naked form.
"Come here, Gloria," he said firmly.
Without speaking, Gloria crawled over to where Dylan was seated on the couch and knelt between his legs. Looking up, she awaited his command.
"I want you to suck me," Dylan told her.
Wordlessly, Gloria rose up on her knees and busied herself unzipping the white boy's jeans. She reached into his fly and pulled his shorts down enough to free his erection. Lowering her head, she slowly took his dick into her mouth until the tip was in her throat and his balls rested on her chin. Dylan moaned as she moved her head up and down his shaft as she slurped and sucked on it.
"Fuck...," Dylan exhaled.
"Gloria's quite the cock sucker, eh?" grinned Mister Gantner as Myrna continued to bob her head up and down on his cock.
"Yeah...," sighed Dylan.
"Praise her," suggested Mister Gantner. "I find that praising niggers not only improves their performance, but it also reinforces our positions of dominance over them."
Myrna understood Mister Gantner's words well. Being praised in a manner more appropriate for a pet was demeaning. When the praise was for performing a humiliating act like kneeling naked with a fully clothed man's dick in her mouth, it was even more degrading. And arousing. She didn't understand why, but it made her want to lower herself even further.
Dylan put his hand on Gloria's head and patted it.
"Good girl," he told her, his voice thick with lust.
Gloria's pussy tingled hearing Dylan praise her like a dog. She felt his dick twitch in her mouth and knew he was enjoying his new found level of control over her. She took his cock deep into her mouth until her nose was buried in his pubic hair. A second later the white boy ejaculated in her throat.
"Fuck!" exclaimed Dylan as Gloria gulped down his sperm.
Myrna knew that her mother had sucked her boyfriend to orgasm and wanted to do the same with Mister Gantner. She moved her head up and down on the white man's shaft more vigorously, taking his dick into her throat until she gagged.
"That's a good nigger," Mister Gantner praised her. "Now finish me off with your hand like a good girl."
Moving her head up off his cock, Myrna wrapped her hand around Mister Gantner's saliva slicked member and started stroking it. She looked up at him for a look of approval and was rewarded with a smile. Happy, the colored girl continued jerking the white man off.
"All right, girl, I'm getting close...," said Mister Gantner, breathing heavily. "Open up and jerk it off into your mouth."
Myrna opened her mouth and pointed Mister Gantner's cock between her lips, never breaking eye contact with him. Without warning, he groaned and his dick erupted, sending a hot jolt of semen into the black girl's face, hitting her in the eye. Still stroking the shaft, she aimed it lower and took the next blasts of cum in her mouth
"Don't swallow yet," rasped the white man. "Just keep your mouth open so I can see."
Mister Gantner looked on as Myrna followed his instructions. She could feel the thick liquid on her tongue. Tilting her head back and opening her mouth, the colored girl showed off the creamy fruits of her labor.
"Good girl," said Mister Gantner. "Now show Dylan what you've got."
Her face hot with embarrassment and arousal, Myrna turned her head towards Dylan. She kept her mouth open so he could see the load of semen she'd jerked out of Mister Gantner's dick. She saw that the white boy had his eyes fixed on her cum splattered face even while Gloria was still licking his cock clean.
"Now that's a good nigger," observed Mister Gantner. "See how little instruction she needed? Used and degraded, her only thought is to please her betters. Myrna's a natural nigger, Dylan. Just like her mom."
"Yeah," agreed Dylan. "She's somethin' else."
Myrna was loving hearing Mister Gantner and Dylan going on about her despite how nasty it was. The fact that she considered it all high praise only reinforced the fact that what they were saying was true.
Myrna was starting to drool after having held her mouth open for so long. She tried to keep Mister Gantner's cum in where the two white men could see it, but it was getting difficult.
"I understand you enjoy seeing these two go at it with each other," Mister Gantner said conversationally.
"Yeah," agreed Dylan. "It's hot seein' two girls makin' out. I know it's nasty makin' 'em do it, 'specially 'cause she's her mom, but it totally turns me on."
"Well, then, let's have them put on a show for us," suggested Mister Gantner. "It'll get us ready for later."
Myrna hadn't been expecting this, but she wasn't surprised. Clearly, Mister Gantner had planned to show Dylan how far he could go with her and her mother. Making out with Gloria was embarrassing enough in front of her boyfriend, but it seemed positively pornographic with two men watching.
"Go over and give your Mama a kiss, nigger," ordered Mister Gantner. "A nice big wet one. Let her taste what's in your mouth."
Walking on her knees, Myrna made her way to where Gloria was kneeling on the floor in front of the couch. Careful not to spill the contents of her open mouth, she pressed her lips against her mother's. She felt the older woman's tongue rub against hers, tasting the white man's spunk. As shameful as it was, the negro teen felt herself getting excited.
"No hesitation whatsoever," observed Mister Gantner. "Even though they're mother and daughter, their animal nature takes over. They can't help it."
"Fuck...," breathed Dylan thickly.
"Work your girl's cunt, Gloria," ordered Mister Gantner. "Get her humping for us."
Immediately, Gloria's hand went between Myrna's thighs. The colored girl's legs trembled as her mother began rubbing her pussy. It felt so good, she couldn't help but hump back at it, disgraceful as it was.
"Feel free to tell them what to do," offered Mister Gantner. "The only thing niggers love more than rutting like dogs is doing it for their betters. Anything special you'd like to see?"
"I wanna see Myrna suck her mom's tits," said Dylan.
"Tell her," said Mister Gantner. "Order her to do it."
Yes, thought Myrna. She wanted Dylan to order her to do something nasty so she could show him how obedient and devoted to him she was.
"Suck your mom's tits," Dylan told her firmly.
Myrna stopped kissing and lowered her head to her breasts. Gloria leaned back a little to make it easier on her. The black girl started sucking on her mother's nipple, her pussy tingling in reaction to the authority in Dylan's voice.
"Grab her tit an' suck harder," urged Dylan.
Her face burning with embarrassment, Myrna took hold of her mother's breast and sucked even more of it into her mouth. At the same time, Gloria continued rubbing her pussy, getting her closer and closer to cumming.
"Do the other one now," Dylan ordered.
Switching off, Myrna started sucking Gloria's other breast. Without realizing it, she started moaning, her mouth full of her mother's tit.
"We better stop them before Myrna goes off," said Mister Gantner. "They're more fun if you keep them near the edge. It's like they're bitches in heat that way."
Myrna heard him and desperately humped at her mother's hand, hoping to get herself off before Mister Gantner made her stop. She felt completely out of control.
"That's enough, nigger," ordered Mister Gantner. "Get your hand out of there."
Gloria took her hand away from between Myrna's legs, leaving her daughter humping the air and whimpering in frustration.
"That's how I like to keep them!" laughed Mister Gantner. "Don't you just love it?"
"Hell, yeah," agreed Dylan, grinning broadly. "I wanna see Gloria that way, too."
"Well, go ahead and tell them what you want them to do," Mister Gantner suggested. "They'll do anything you say."
"Go lick on your mom's pussy, Myrna," Dylan directed her. "Get her goin' good."
Myrna was still breathing heavily, her pussy swollen and throbbing. She desperately wanted relief, but clearly, Mister Gantner and Dylan had other ideas and preferred her to be in the state she was in. Gloria layed on her back on the floor and opened her legs wide with her knees bent. The colored girl could see her mother's pussy glisten with wetness.
"Don't be afraid to assert yourself with her, man," said Mister Gantner. "They crave it."
"Get down an' lick her cunt, nigger," demanded Dylan.
Dylan's words were like an electric jolt to Myrna's pussy. Never before had he called her "nigger" like it was her name. Without any further hesitation, the negro girl got down on her hands and knees between the older woman's spread legs. The smell of her mother's arousal filled the teenager's nostrils. Lowering her head to Gloria's sex, she started licking as ordered.
Gloria closed her eyes and moaned softly as Myrna ran her tongue up and down her slit. Myrna couldn't understand how her mother seemed completely comfortable laying on the floor under the watchful gaze of Dylan and Mister Gantner while her daughter went down on her. The black teen was was embarrassed enough for both of them, but she wasn't going to let that stop her from pleasing the two white men by doing as she'd been commanded.
Actually, hearing Gloria's moans of animalistic pleasure and the taste of her pussy was getting Myrna more and more excited herself. Like her mother, she began to lose herself in the act and focused even more on getting her off. She flicked the older woman's swollen clit with her tongue, and encouraged by the gasp she heard, plunged her tongue into her mother's vagina.
"All right, you two can stop now," Mister Gantner spoke up.
Mister Gantner's voice brought Myrna back to earth. She got back up on her knees and looked down at her mother, her legs splayed obscenely, a happy dumb look on her face. Gloria was clearly almost past the point of no return. She continued to writhe and whimper for a few seconds before she opened her eyes.
Seeing as how both men had zipped up while she'd been distracted, Myrna wondered why Mister Gantner stopped her from bringing Gloria to completion. Whatever it was, she hoped it would give her some relief from the sexual build up she'd experience until now. At the moment, she was ready for anything. All they had to do was tell her what to do. She was more than happy to obey.
Next: Chapter 20 - Mister Gantner's Story
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