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Subject: CMoon Story - Black Mistresses
Date: 10 Jul 1997 21:35:22 GMT
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A CMoon Story

You should not read this if you are under legal age!


This is the official sequel to "Black Madame!" (also available on this ng)


BLACK MISTRESSES

Mistress Jean and her girlfriends got together at least once every month
for a special evening that enabled them to let down their hair and show
off their latest conquests, the white men and women they had trapped,
cajoled or just plain blackmailed into slavery.  They had spent the first
part of the evening thrashing Mistress Angela's new slaves, a pair of
white brothers who employed her at their company as a secretary. The group
of black women never failed to find pleasure in punishing arrogant middle
aged white men.  Like most blacks, they had all run across whites who
somehow had the misguided interpretation that they were the superior race.
 Jean and her friends took great joy in teaching them the error of their
ways.    

The ladies used this opportunity to put their new submissives on display. 
It was, to all intents and purposes, their slaves 'graduation', being the
culmination of several months' hard training.  By now, any rebelliousness
should have been stamped out, and the ladies enjoyed pushing their slaves
to the limit by humiliating them in public, in a social situation, and in
the presence of fellow white wimps and sluts.  

The 'star turn' this evening was young Mistress Dianna, attending her
first meeting, who was showing off her first slave, Mrs. Susan Law, the 32
year old wife of her school football coach.  The 17 year old had
discovered that Mrs. Law was having an affair with one of her husband's
colleagues, and the threat of exposure had gradually put her totally in
Dianna's power. At the moment she was standing before a pair of Mistresses
as they talked, her aroused nipples on show, a short apron barely covering
her well trimmed bush, and wearing sheer black stockings and high heels. 
She had been kept busy serving drinks in her scanty French maid's uniform
all night.  

Mistress Debra, a 24 year old raven haired beauty with a round face and
red succulent lips was testing Mrs. Law.  She had her hand under Susie's
apron and was slowly rubbing her clit.  Sue was holding a full tray of
drinks and obligingly stood still as Mistress Debra stroked her.

"Don't spill a drop, slut," admonished Mistress Dianna, "My friends will
be very angry if you spill their drinks."

Against her will, Mrs. Law's clit sent a thrill through her body, though
she tried very hard to concentrate on the tray of drinks, but Mistress
Debra was very good at what she was doing.  "Spread your legs and get on
your toes," ordered Mistress Debra, "Push your wet pussy towards me,
Susie.  I'm going to make you cum, in front of your Mistress.  I want you
to cum all over my fingers.  Come on Mrs. Law, cum for me, cum for
Mistress Dianna, make her proud of her new slave."

Susan Law's legs began to shake uncontrollably, she was indeed going to
cum all over Mistress Debra's fingers, and she also knew she would be
unable to stop the drinks from spilling.  She could feel Miss Dianna's
eyes on her, and hoped she'd be pleased with her slave's obedience: she
did not relish upsetting the young black girl.  The quivering of her
spread legs grew worse as her passion rose, the glasses began to clang
against each other.  "Oh, Mistress Debra," she moaned, "I'm going to cum,
the glasses, oh...oh.... please don't stop, don't stop."  Debra was amused
to find Mrs. Law was now attempting to grind her pussy against her
fingers, and withdrew her hand slightly to frustrate the middle-aged white
slut.

"Please...Mistress Debra...please touch me."  Mrs. Law was now beyond
resisting her degradation, the feelings from her wet pussy now rode over
her other emotions.  Tears began to trickle down her cheeks even as she
strove for further stimulation from the young black mistress.  Debra
enjoyed teasing her for a few moments, but eventually relented and began
to once again stroke the slut's pussy.  Finally, the waves of orgasm began
to wash over her.  Try as she might, Sue was unable to hold the tray
steady.  The glasses shook and the drinks spilled over the sides and
splashed on the tray and floor.  Remarkably, none tipped over but the
damage was done.

"Oh dear," Mistress Debra sighed in mock disappointment, raising herself
from the sofa to retrieve her crop, "Now I'm going to have to punish you. 
Put the tray down, bend over and spread your ass cheeks."  While Mrs. Law
followed her young tormentor's instructions, Mistress Debra took position
behind her.  Mistress Jean, a full figured 41 year old black bitch with
short, black hair and a beautiful face with high cheekbones, had been
watching the performance with interest from a corner of the room whilst
her slave, a young white teenage cheerleader with a mane of blonde hair,
had been kneeling between her thick thighs pleasuring her with her sweet
young tongue.  She too held a vicious looking whip and went over to lend a
hand.

"Twenty lashes on your asshole," announced Mistress Debra as she raised
the whip and let fly a stinging blow landing directly on her butt hole. 
Mistress Dianna, curled up on the sofa, giggled.  "Don't forget to count
the strokes, Mrs. Law."

Mrs. Law's eyes widened as the first lash hit her.  "Oh yes, Mistress,"
she responded, and counted out loud.  "One, thank you Mistress Debra,
please give me another." 

Mistress Jean approached and stood close behind Mistress Debra.  Reaching
around and in front of her  with the handle of her whip, Mistress Jean
began to rub it up and down across Mistress Debra's pussy.

Mistress Debra continued whipping her slave's asshole as her clit was
manipulated with the whip handle.  Already aroused, her pussy juice
dampened the handle and her passion rose, and the blows to the white
woman's asshole became correspondingly harder and faster.

Mrs. Law was crying for mercy as she lost count of how many blows her
asshole had received.  Mistress Debra's cunt had taken control of the
flogging and it would not stop until she came all over the whip handle.

"Whip the white slut's asshole while I make you cum on my whip," prodded
Mistress Jean, "cum for me baby, cum for me, look at the bitch's white ass
turning red, when you've cum I'll let you shove this wet whip up her wimpy
husband's asshole," her voice getting harsher as she spoke.

That did it, Mistress Debra gave one last lash of the whip, grabbed behind
her for a handful of Mistress Jean's ass, hunched over slightly and stood
motionless as the orgasm washed over her in waves.  The amazing thing
about Mistress Debra was that when she came she wasted no energy on
movement.  Every bit of energy went to the feelings emanating from her
pussy, she just stood there and moaned loudly, each one rising and falling
as the orgasmic wave washed over her.

Mistress Debra's breathless, sweaty body slowly recovered from the orgasm.
When her senses returned to her control she grinned, and looked
expectantly at her friend.

"Mr. Law, get your sissy ass in here ... NOW!"

Richard Law, who had been waiting at the door, minced inside as soon as he
heard the summons from his Mistress.  His wife, still weeping from the
thrashing she had received from Mistress Debra, gaped in astonishment.  He
was dressed as a precocious three year old girl, his hair in ponytails,
wearing a frilly girlie dress of pink satin.  Petticoats worn underneath
his dress rustled as he walked.  He wore white ankle socks with a pink
lace trim, and little girl shoes of patent black leather.  Although she
noticed that his legs had been shaven smooth, she was still unaware that
he had been shaved all over his body.

Mistress Jean sat down on the sofa next to a delighted Mistress Dianna and
laughed out loud at the pathetic specimen toddling towards her.  This was
her 19 year old niece's former school's football coach, the pathetic
husband of the white slut who still knelt before them.  Pauline had
complained about how he had made her life hell a few years back, when she
had been one of only three black cheerleaders, but had recently exacted
delicious revenge on him at Mistress Jean's house.

"Over my lap, sissy-boy." ordered Mistress Jean, eager to continue his
degradation.

Mr. Law obeyed without question, horribly aware of his wife's unbelieving
eyes on him. He had not known she too had been snared.  He lay himself in
the now-familiar position over the statuesque Mistress Jean's legs,
feeling his inexplicably hard cock press down onto her strong thighs.

"I promised Mistress Debra that she could fuck your ass with my whip. 
What would you like to say to her?" said Mistress Jean.

He was perceptive enough to know by now what his Mistress expected of him.
 Obediently, he asked,  "Please, Mistress Debra, please fuck my sissy
asshole with your whip."  His mistress had instructed him to lisp sweetly,
and he did so despite feeling ridiculous.

"Would you like me to spank your sissy-white ass first, Mr. Law?" asked
Mistress Jean.

Mr. Law knew what he'd like, but he was totally in the power of the group
of black dominatrixes.  He had been reporting to Miss Jean's home twice a
week for the last two months, and was by now well under her heel.  He
wished his wife was not there, watching him with her stunned expression. 
But he did not hesitate to give the expected answer.

"Yes, please, Madame. My sissy ass deserves a good spanking."

Young Mistress Dianna was enjoying this episode.  Although it had been she
who had broken in Mrs. Law, this was her first session with Mistress
Jean's conquest, Mrs. Law's husband.  He had not been very pleasant to her
at school and she now reckoned it was time for her revenge.

"Jean, Debra, do you mind if I have a little fun with sissy boy here. 
Mrs. Law bought me a nice new strap-on dildo last week, and I've only used
it on her a couple of times.  Mind if I try it out on my teacher?"

"You go right ahead, honey," replied Mistress Debra, and Mistress Jean
added her agreement, saying  "He's almost used to it by now, the sissy
slut.  I'll just warm his ass up for you while you get ready."

The dildo was strong and thick, about 8 inches long and deepest black in
color.  Diana strapped it around her crotch as Mistress Jean first raised
Mr. Law's petticoats and dress, pulled down his frilly white panties, and
began to spank his white ass.  Dianna couldn't believe how docile he was -
at school he was always shouting at the students, a big, brash jock. 
Here, he was obviously terrified of disobeying his Mistress.  It was
amazing how turned on she was, watching him dressed pathetically as a
little girl, laid over her friends lap getting his ass well and truly
spanked.  As she saw that he was being truly hurt, and fighting to hold
back tears, she got even hotter. 

"I'm ready for the sissy's ass now, Jean." she said, moving towards the
smiling forms of Debra and Jean.  Debra took Mr. Law by the ear and
dragged him over to the frame, strapping him down as he frantically looked
at the young teen he remembered from school.  He also remembered his
rudeness towards her, and now bitterly regretted his racism.  She looked
so sexy and feminine, yet with an 8" plastic dick rearing up before her. 
He knew there would be no escape, but dreaded the act to come.

Mistress Dianna took position behind him and ran her long fingernails over
his red buttocks.  It was excruciatingly painful, but only a taster of
what was to come.

"You may ask Mistress Dianna now, slave." prodded Mistress Jean.

Oh, the indignity.  Bad enough to be sodomised by a Negro girl young
enough to be his daughter, but to have to ask her to do it to him!  He
almost rebelled there, but he had been taken too far by Mistress Jean - he
feared her punishment more than the degradation that awaited him.

"Please fuck my sissy white ass, Mistress Dianna." he replied, lisping
dutifully.

Dianna almost came there and then.  Teasingly, she rubbed the end of her
dildo around his opening, simultaneously rubbing some Vaseline into him
with her fingers.  This wasn't necessary for Mrs. Law, but perhaps she
also should be violated this way, she thought.

She noted how Mr. Law tensed each time he thought she was about to enter
him, and continued keeping him off balance by pulling back, then returning
to his secret place.  She enjoyed playing with him, and waited until he
had almost relaxed before she plunged half her strap-on into his ass.  

Mistress Debra beckoned to Mrs. Law, who had been watching the spectacle
unfolding, aghast.  

"Pleasure me, pussy slave." she said, and Mrs. Law sank to her knees
between Mistress Debra's long, dark legs.  Her tongue snaked into Debra's
succulent young pussy, and she almost forgot what was happening to her
husband as she concentrated on pleasuring the black goddess.

Mistress Jean, her own pussy now flowing in excitement, looked down at
what was transpiring between Mistress Debra and Susan Law. The sights and
sounds enflamed her passion, and she knew that the white couple had now
been totally broken.  She beckoned the blonde cheerleader over, and leaned
back to enjoy her soft mouth. 
  
"White girls are so good at worshipping their betters." she sighed. 
Besides her, Mistress Debra would no doubt have agreed if she had not been
lost in ecstasy herself.

Mistress Angela stood nearby and watched the proceedings with great
interest. She was standing tall in her 5 inch heels, legs spread wide in
order to give greater access to her two white male bosses, one who was
enthusiastically worshipping her asshole with a well-trained tongue while
the other lapped away at her sensitive, exposed clit.  She placed a black
leather-clad glove on each head, pushing them deeper to her as she began
to have yet another earth-shattering orgasm.

"Now, my pretty little sissy," Mistress Dianna began as she leaned forward
over Mr. Law's back and tweaked a sensitive nipple in each hand, "I don't
think you are moving enough, lets see you pump that white ass."

Mr. Law gasped in response as his tormentor's long, sharp fingernails dug
into his abused nipples.  He had no choice, though, and began rotating his
ass back into Mistress Dianna's pussy.  Her dildo was now fully in his
ass, and the pain and humiliation was beginning to give way to a sort of
perverted pleasure.....

THE END 

(A finale to this series should be out soon)

