Subject: sissy miss
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I had been e-mailing back and forth with a black
Master I
had met on one of these groups. I kept telling him
all the things I
wanted him to do to me, but I had no intention of ever
going through
with it. I told him how I wanted to be his little
white sissy
slut. He kept ordering me to call him, but I ignored
it and kept e-
mailing, asking him what he would do to me. Then, one
night, I got
a phone call: it was him! "Listen, you fucking
cockteasing sissy,"
he said, "I know where you live." He then recited my
correct
address! Somehow he had found out this information.
I was
mortified. "I'm sick of this cyber bullshit," he
continued. "I'll
be there in an hour. I want you dressed and ready for
me, bitch,
just the way you described it." I could barely speak
but I managed
to say, "Yes, Master," in as high a voice as I could
muster. "And
another thing," he said just before he hung up. "Take
an enema.
You'll need it." I stood there shaking with fright,
soon realizing
that I had a lot to do to get myself ready. This man
sounded
serious and he was going to get what he wanted. I
quickly stripped
and then shaved what little body hair I had. I then
donned
the "sissy outfit" I had described to him: pink
babydoll nightie,
pink satin panties, pink back-seamed stockings, pink
garter belt,
pink lacy gloves, and red five-inch heels. The
panties are ruffled
and have the words "Sissy Slut for Black Cock"
embroidered just
above the seat. I put on my blonde wig and started
doing my
makeup: blue eyeshadow, eye liner, mascara, heavy
blush, bright red
lipstick, and shiny lip gloss. Next, I carefully put
on my inch-
long press-on nails, which had already been painted
bright red. I
also clipped on a pair of big dangly earrings.
Looking in the
mirror, I decided I looked presentable, almost
passable. Heeding my
new Master's advice, I used a disposable enema that I
had in the
house. I shuddered thinking about why he had ordered
me to do so.
Finally, I lubricated my little butthole and placed a
big buttplug
up there.
I nervously paced the floor awaiting his arrival.
Right on
time, I heard a pounding at the door. I froze. A few
seconds went
by, and he pounded again and yelled, "Open the door,
you goddamned
bitch!" Terrified that my neighbors might hear, I
scurried to the
door, my heels clacking on the wood floor, and opened
it. Master
was huge: about 6'3" and I'd say at least 230 pounds,
and muscular,
like a football player. He was also about 25, ten
years younger
than I.
Master didn't waste any time. He barged through the
door,
grabbed my arm, and pulled me into the apartment like
he owned the
place. I hobbled on my slutty high heels to keep up.
Spotting my
kitchen table, he pretty much threw me across is.
"Bend over, you
fucking cunt," he yelled. "First, I need to teach you
a little
lesson about being a fucking cocktease." I remained
bent over, my
pantied bottom sticking out. He removed his belt.
"Please, no -" I started.
"Shut the fuck up, slut!" WHACK! He whipped me hard
on my
rear end and I jumped. His strong left hand held me
in place as he
continued to whip my behind, yelling at me the whole
time he
punished me. "When I tell you to call me, you do it,
you fucking
cunt!" WHACK "You think you're gonna lead me on and
not have to
pay for it?" WHACK "No one wastes my fucking time,
bitch!"
WHACK "Now you're gonna get what you deserve." WHACK.
"You're a
bad girl!" WHACK. "And bad girls get punished by
their Masters!"
WHACK. "Bad girl!" WHACK. "Bad girl!" WHACK. I
squealed after
each lash. I couldn't believe this was happening to
me. It hurt so
much and I was so degraded. My eyes welled with tears
and I started
sobbing. Finally, he stopped and said, "Now go look
at your ass,
you bitch." I hobbled to my bedroom, where there's a
full-length
mirror and viewed my poor, red ass. He followed me
in. "Remember
how you feel right now, bitch," he said. Remember how
that ass
looks. That's what happens when you forget that you
are my fucking
whore. From now on you will do exactly as I say or
you will be
punished."
He said, "Now get on your knees." Fearful of
more punishment,
I obediently dropped to my knees. "Good girl," he
said. I was so
humiliated that he kept referring to me as a girl. My
face was an
inch from the huge bulge in his pants and I could not
help licking
my slutty red lips. "That's right, sissy," he said.
"You can't
wait to suck my big black dick, can you?"
I looked up at him. "No, Master." He undid his
pants and
pulled them and his jockeys down in one move. His
penis was
enormous - at least 8 inches soft. "Oh, God, your
cock is so big,
Master," I cooed. I was flushed all over, thinking
about how I
would have to service my Master's huge cock.
"Worship it, you slut," he said, and he grabbed the
back of
my head and pulled it into his crotch, rubbing his big
cock and
balls all over my slutty face. I didn't even need the
encouragement, for I eagerly kissed and licked,
worshiping my new
Master with my mouth. I breathed in his sweaty, musky
odor. I
kissed his big hairy balls, then kissed up and down
the shaft,
leaving lipstick marks, and letting out little
high-pitched groans
of delight. "Lick it, whore," he commanded, and I
obeyed, licking
up and down the shaft like a little girl licking an
ice-cream pop.
I paid special attention to the head and to the
sensitive
underside. I felt my Master's penis grow rock hard.
It now seemed
about 10 inches long. I wondered how I would fit it
in my mouth,
much less up my behind. He grabbed it by the base and
began
slapping me in the face with it. "Trashy little white
sissy slut,
gettin' dick slapped with her Master's big black
cock," he
murmured. It didn't hurt but it was so humiliating!
After a
minute, he ordered me to lick his balls. I eagerly
went to work,
getting lots of his coarse black pubic hairs in my
mouth as I
tenderly bathed his big hairy balls with my tongue.
Suddenly, he ordered, "Lick my balls from behind." I
crawled around behind him and started licking those
huge balls from
behind. He knew what he was doing: In this position,
my nose was
basically up his ass as I licked his balls. I tried
to breathe
through my mouth but my Master would have none of it.
"Let me hear
you sniff it, you bitch," he ordered. I breathed in
deeply. The
smell was terrible but I persisted, fearful of more
punishment. "That's a good girl," he said. "Soon
you'll learn to
love the smell of your Master's asshole." After a few
moments, he
said, "Now lick my ass, you fucking sissy." I
hesitated slightly
but I didn't think my behind could take another
whipping, so I
tentatively stuck my tongue in his crack and started
swabbing up and
down his crack. "Stick it in, bitch, all the way," he
ordered. "Lick my asshole clean." I stuck my tongue
up his asshole
as far as it would go. It tasted terrible; I was so
degraded! "That's it, bitch," he taunted. "You're
just a little
white sissy slut, fit only to lick her Master's ass."
(I loved that
he kept referring to me in the feminine). "Get used
to it, bitch.
You'll be worshiping my ass every day." I shuddered
but continued
my job of cleaning out his asshole with my tongue.
"You're gonna
wipe my ass for me when I take a dump," he continued.
"And you'll
finish off the job with your tongue. If I'm not
totally clean, you
get a spanking and then, the next time, you don't get
to use toilet
paper at all. How's that sound, sissy?" I groaned as
I continued
to lick his ass. I stayed that way, tongue up my
Master's ass, for
at least ten or fifteen minutes. Every so often, I
couldn't help
looking at the reflection in the mirror, me fully
dressed in my
sissy outfit with my tongue all the way up my big
Black Master's
ass. He was really training me to be a submissive
sissy.
Finally, he turned around and said, "Suck my cock,
you
whore." I eagerly grabbed his huge penis and began
guiding it into
my mouth. I wrapped my slick, ruby red lips around it
and took it
until it hit the back of my throat. I withdrew it
from my mouth,
then slowly took it back in. I worked up a faster
pace, coating his
thick hard cock with my saliva and lip gloss until it
was slick.
This was exactly how I'd always dreamed of it: dressed
up in my pink
sissy outfit and forced to service a Black Master with
a huge cock.
I bobbed up and down, slurping and whimpering in total
submission as
he verbally abused me. "You little cocksucker," he
taunted. "That's all a little sissy like you is good
for, sucking
her Master's cock. Worship that cock with your
mouth." I gagged
every time it went down my throat but I knew I had to
swallow it to
please my Master and avoid more punishment. "Choke on
it, bitch,"
he laughed, enjoying my discomfort. I almost wished I
was still
licking his asshole, as giving blowjobs was more work
than I
thought. Pretty soon, I started getting a good pace
going, his big
black hands firmly on the back of my head to make me
keep up the
pace. "Yeah, make it real wet and sloppy, you cunt,"
he ordered.
My saliva was running down his shaft, onto my nightie,
and onto the
floor.
I must have sucked his dick for a good 15 or 20
minutes when
I heard him start to breathe more deeply and felt his
body tense.
My jaws and my knees were aching. He guided me onto
and off of his
cock much more quickly as he continued the verbal
assault. "That's
it, you slut, keep sucking my cock. I'm gonna cum,
you whore." I
thought he was going to make me swallow his sperm but
instead, he
pulled that enormous dick out of my mouth at the last
minute and
exploded all over my face in several huge spurts. He
grunted like
an animal as his sperm went everywhere: on my
forehead, cheeks,
chin, nose, lips, and in my hair. "Yeah, you little
cumslut," he
laughed at me. "You love wearing your Master's cum on
your face,
don't you?"
"Yes, Master, I love it," I answered.
"Lick up what you missed, you slut," he ordered,
pointing to
a couple of gobs of sperm on the floor. I obediently
bent down and
licked it all up.
"Good girl," he said. "Now look at yourself in the
mirror,
you little ho." I looked over and saw my slutty face
absolutely
covered in his cum. I felt so humiliated and it began
to feel
uncomfortable as it congealed and cooled. I wondered
when he would
let me clean up. "Get up, bitch," he said. I got up
slowly, my
legs all cramped, and he swatted me once on the behind
as I walked
into the living room. He sat on the couch and said,
"Get me a beer,
cunt."
I stood there shaking. "I'm sorry, Master," I
stammered. "I don't have any beer."
He was pissed. He stood up, grabbed my arm roughly,
and
gave me a hard smack on my tush. "You knew your
Master was coming
and you don't have any beer for him?!" he yelled. He
smacked me
twice more on my bottom.
"I'm so sorry, Master," I said again, my voice
quivering, as
he strode to the counter where my wallet was. He
opened it, took
out a twenty-dollar bill, and handed it to me.
"Go out and buy some," he ordered. I hesitated a
second. "NOW!" he yelled. I did not want to receive
another
spanking, so I quickly moved to the door. I stepped
out into the
hallway and heard the door close behind me. I
couldn't believe he
was making me do this. Here I was, wearing nothing
but my sissy
outfit, forced to go out in public, with my face
covered in his
cum! Breathing heavily and shaking like a leaf, I
made it down the
elevator and out the lobby of my building without
anyone seeing me,
my high heels clacking loudly. I as not so lucky when
I got
outside: I live in a heavily black section of
Brooklyn, and there
were a bunch of black guys hanging out on the corner.
I kept my
head down as I approached them.
"Damn, check out the fucking sissy!" on of them
laughed. As
I got closer, he saw my face. "Oh shit, she's got cum
all over her
face!"
As I passed by, another one read the back of my
panties in a
loud voice. "`Sissy Slut for Black Cock.' Yo, come
back here and
suck this big black dick.
I continued to the store. There were a number of
people
there, all black. One young black girl looked at me
with disdain,
knowing that I let black men do things to me that no
self-respecting
black woman ever would. A couple of teenaged guys
just laughed at
me. I strode to the cooler that had the beer. Of
course, the beer
was way at the bottom and I had to bend way over to
get it, sticking
out my sissy white. bottom for all to see. Suddenly,
I felt a hand
on my ass. "Let me get that for you, sweetie," a
voice said. It
was an older black man. He grabbed the case of beer
from me. "A
little girl like you shouldn't be carrying something
so heavy." He
walked with me up to the counter, his big black hand
fondling,
rubbing, and squeezing my pantied ass the whole time.
"I bet you
just gave your big Black Master a blowjob," he said
loudly. "Your
knees are all red - I bet he makes you get down on
your knees to
suck his cock, just like a little sissy should. Oh,
and your little
ass is so red, too. I bet you didn't do a very good
job. Were you
supposed to swallow it and you took it on your face
instead? Is
that why he made you come out here and show everyone
your pretty
pink panties?" The clerk smirked at me as I silently
paid for my
purchase
I hobbled back to my building, again enduring the
catcalls
from the three black guys hanging out on the corner.
When I got to
my apartment, I knocked and my Master opened it and
let me in. I
was trembling with excitement. "That was so
humiliating, Master!" I
blurted out as he took the beer from me. I wanted to
get on my
knees and worship his cock again.
"You think that's the most humiliating thing I'm ever
going
to make you do?" he asked. "Not even close. I'm just
getting
started humiliating your sissy ass." He sat down on
the couch and
opened his beer. "Get up on the table," he ordered,
pointing to my
coffee table. Confused, I gingerly stepped up on the
table. He hit
the remote control and dance music started blaring
from my stereo.
I just looked at him. "What are you waiting for,
cunt?" he
asked. "Dance for me." I started swiveling my hips
cautiously,
afraid of toppling over in my high heels. He stood
up, grabbed my
arm to secure me, and gave me a hard smack on my tush.
"Dance, you
stupid bitch!" he yelled. "And smile. Show how much
you enjoy
dancing for your Master." I smiled and looked into
his eyes like a
dumb bimbo, just like the women at the strip clubs. I
began shaking
my body for him. I began to get into the beat of the
music. I
noticed that the shades were drawn and the people in
the building
across the street could clearly see me but there was
nothing I could
do about it. I turned around often to shake my behind
for my Master.
After about twenty minutes, I was exhausted and
started to
slow down. Master stopped the music and helped me
down. He
immediately pulled me over his lap. "You're a shitty
fucking
dancer," he said, and began spanking me. "You have a
lot of work to
do if you're going to be good enough to dance in the
black bars."
He smacked my ass again. Was he serious? "Yeah,
girl, when I'm
done training you I'm going to rent you out to black
bars so you can
dance for them. Among other things." He continued
spanking me,
occasionally saying "Bad girl!" My bottom was still
sore from my
first punishment and it was not long before I was
sobbing again like
a little girl.
Finally, he stopped spanking me and pushed me off his
lap. "You made your Daddy all hard, you bad little
girl," he
said. "What do you do for Daddy when he's all big and
hard?" I
crawled between his legs and began unbuttoning his
pants. "That's a
god girl. Take out Daddy's cock." I took out his
massive black
penis and began smothering it in kisses, licking, and
sucking
it. "Now don't make me come just yet, sissy. But
don't let me get
soft, either. Either way, you'll get a serious ass
whipping." I
remained on my knees before my Master for a good hour
with his huge
cock in my mouth, making sure not to make him cum but
not letting
him get soft either. Meanwhile, he watched a
basketball
game. "Now, I'd let you watch, sissy, but I know
little sissy girls
like you don't like basketball. You just keep sucking
that big
black dick while I watch the game." It was so
degrading to have to
suck his penis while he watched the game. At some
point, he called
up a friend and I heard his half of the conversation.
"Yo, Tyrone,
what up? I'm just watching the game, drinking a beer,
got this
little white sissy sucking my dick. No shit.
Listen." He held the
phone to his crotch so his friend could hear me
slurping on that
big, black cock.. "You hear that? I totally own this
little white
sissy girl. She do whatever I say. Yeah, you can use
her some
time." I was horrified but there was nothing I could
do.
Eventually, Master pushed my head away and said, "Go
bend
over that table, you little cunt." My jaws and knees
were aching,
so I was relieved to be able to stop sucking his cock,
but I did not
like what awaited me. I meekly moved to the kitchen
table and bent
over. I looked behind me and saw my Master taking off
his belt.
"Oh, God, please don't whip me, Master," I pleaded.
"I'll
be a good girl. Let me try again. I'll suck your
cock right this
time."
"Shut up, slut," he said, smacking me hard on my
bottom. He
pulled my panties down to the tops of my stockings.
"Take that
thing out of your ass." I reached behind me and
removed my
buttplug. It now became apparent that I was not about
to be whipped
after all. He was about to make me his bitch. I felt
him standing
behind me. He pressed the head of that massive cock
up against the
entrance to my poop chute.
"Please be gentle, Master," I begged. "I've never
been
sodomized before."
He smacked my ass again. "Gentle?" he asked.
"You're about
to get the assfucking of a lifetime, whore. I know
you want it,
too, the way you wiggle that sweet ass of yours when
you walk. You
can't wait to get fucked up the ass by your big black
Master, can
you?"
"No, Master," I admitted softly. It was true. At
that
moment, I needed his dick up my ass to make me
complete. I needed
to be owned completely. He began firmly pushing that
big black
penis up my rear end. "Oh, God," I said. "Oh, God!
Oh, God! OH
GOD!" His 10-inch dick was soon completely up my ass.
"How does that feel you slut?" he asked, smacking my
tush
again.
"Totally degrading," I whimpered softly.
"Good," he said. He pulled his dick almost
completely out
of me, then shoved it back up my ass again.
"Oh, God!" I squealed. He continued firmly fucking
me up my
behind. I squealed and whimpered with each thrust.
He occasionally
smacked my bottom, calling me "slut," "bitch," and
"whore" as he
sodomized me without mercy.
He tortured me by fucking my rear end for a good
half-hour
before he really started thrusting quickly and I knew
he was about
to come. Those last few minutes were utter torture as
he fucked me
hard. Finally, his dick completely up my ass, he
grunted like an
animal and emptied his nuts into my bowels. I felt
his load of warm
sticky cum shoot up into my intestines. He held his
dick up my ass
for a moment, his hands firmly on my hips. Finally,
he let go and I
felt his still-hard cock slip out of my butt. It felt
so good, but
soon Master said, "Put that thing back up your ass,
cunt." I had a
brief respite but I reached behind me and easily slid
my buttplug
back up my tush.
"Pull up your panties and turn around," he ordered.
"You're
not done yet." I did as I was told. "Look into my
eyes," he
ordered. It was so hard, to face this man who had
just made me his
bitch, who had just put me through the ultimate
degradation. "I
just fucked you in the ass, slut. You didn't even
fight back. You
just bent over and took it up the ass like a girl.
You're my bitch
now. I own you. How does that make you feel?"
"Totally degraded," I murmured.
He grinned cruelly. "Good. You think that's the
most
degrading thing that's ever going to happen to you?
I'm going to
fuck you up your sweet sissy ass at least once a day
from now on.
You'll know what it's like to be a total bitch. When
I have you
trained, I'll pimp your sissy ass out on the street
and you'll get
fucked up the ass several times a day. You'll be an
anal slut for
black men." I shuddered at the thought. "Now, get on
your knees."
"Oh, no!" I thought as I knelt obediently before my
Master. "What did he have in mind?"
"Clean me off with your mouth, cunt," he ordered. I
leaned
forward. His cock smelled disgusting but I did not
want another ass
whipping. I licked his dirty penis and then took it
in my mouth,
cleaning it of Vaseline, sperm, and my own doody.
"Yeah, that's
what a little white sissy like you does. Licks her
own shit off her
Master's cock. Every time a black man is done fucking
you in your
sweet sissy ass, you will thank him and then clean off
his dick with
your mouth.." I was frightened that he kept talking
about things he
would do to me - and let other black men do to me - in
the future,
but I had a feeling my ordeal was almost over. My
mind raced with
all the things I would have to do so that this man
could not do
these things to me again: change my phone number, even
move. I was
in for a big surprise.
When I was done licking his penis clean, Master said,
"Let's
go into your bedroom. I want to show you something."
He swatted me
on the ass as we walked into the bedroom and he opened
up my closet
and my dresser: all my clothes were gone except for
my other sissy
outfits! "That's right, sissy," he said. "I threw
all your clothes
down the garbage chute when you were out. Now you
have no way of
going out or having anyone else come over here.
You're my total
fucking sissy slave. I also found this." He opened a
drawer to my
night stand and found an eight-inch dildo with a
suction cup. "Come
here." He swatted me on the ass again and led me back
into the
living room. He grabbed a kitchen chair and put it in
the center of
the room, facing the front door. He attached the
dildo to the
seat. "This is your sissy chair. Whenever I come
over, you are to
be sitting in your sissy chair. Do you understand,
bitch?"
"Yes, Master," I replied meekly. I knew I was
totally
defeated.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out my spare
key,
which he must have taken while I was out. He smiled
sadistically. "You are to sleep every night in your
sissy outfit,
including the buttplug and high heels. If I find out
you took
anything off to go to sleep, I'll whip your ass. I'll
be over
tomorrow. Make sure you are on your sissy chair when
I get here or
you will be severely punished."
"Wh-wh-what time will you be here, Master" I asked
stupidly.
He smacked me hard three times on my pantied bottom.
"I'll
be here when I get here, cunt," he said angrily and
left.
I went into my bedroom and collapsed on my bed,
sobbing at
the prospect of being permanently owned as a sissy by
this huge
black Master whose name I did not even know. My
bottom was sore, my
face covered in his still-drying sperm, my butt filled
with another
of his loads and my buttplug, and I felt so sluttty,
sleeping in my
five-inch heels, full makeup, and frilly lingerie. But
I drifted off
to sleep strangely content, knowing that this was what
I had always
wanted: reduced to the status of sissy slut for a huge
black Master.
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