Stacked
-- by lightswitch  January 2008

[F/F, reluctant/forced, white slavery, interracial, black female,
white female, D.A.A.L.S.]

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Synopsis: A D.A.A.L.S. recruit stalks her first victim.
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Girl! Latonya heard her friend exclaim, over the phone, you
gotta come on over!  You *gotta* see this!

She grinned. Yolanda was a pistol, that was for sure! It was
never boring with that woman around.

OK! OK! Latonya agreed. Ill see you in a few.

Latonya stopped at the liquor store to pick up a bottle of
Hypnotiq, but still was able to show up at Yolandas door within
10 minutes.

Yolanda opened the door on the first knock.

OK, Latonya said, handing her friend the bottle. So what was
the big secret?

Yolanda, dressed in a loose robe that almost looked like a tent,
grinned broadly.  Like Latonya, Yolanda was what they called a
full-figured woman  thick-bodied with huge, pendulous breasts
and an ass so round you could rest a glass on it, while she
stood. At 41, Yolanda was about five years older than Latonya.

Yolanda stood a little taller than Latonya, but was about 40
pounds heavier. Latonya was no lithe supermodel type, by any
means, but her heavyset friend made her look positively svelte,
by comparison.

Follow me, Yolanda said, moving aside to let her friend enter
before closing the door again.

Yolanda walked over to the far side of the room and made a grand
gesture towards the couch.

Latonya focused her attention as directed and was shocked to see
a slim, young blonde, naked, bound with black clothesline and
sitting on the floor.

What the ?!? was all the stunned Latonya could gasp.

It took Latonya a moment to realize that the captive was actually
a female; the girl had hardly anything up top, and what *was*
there was tightly bound by an intricate weave of black cord.

The girl couldnt have been older than 15, Latonya decided.

The young blonde regarded them with fearful, watery blue eyes,
whimpering through the bright-red ball gag stuffed in her mouth.

Latonyas mouth dropped open. Yo-LANDA! she gasped in shock.
Whats this?!?  WHOs this?!?

She turned to regard her smugly grinning friend. Whats going
on, here?!? What are you doing with a naked white kid, tied up
like that?!?

Oh, don worry, Yolanda reassured her. She legal. Turned 18
last week.  She leered at the young girl. I know! the big
woman purred, I waited six whole months, until her birthday,
before I bagged her!

She smiled at the tearful blonde, who shut her eyes and turned
her head.

Happy birthday, baby! Yolanda purred, leaning down to give her
a peck on the cheek.

The older woman squatted down and gently caressed the bound white
girl. Dis heres Debbie, Yolanda said, gently removing the
blonde girls ball-gag.

Say hello, Debbie, she ordered.

The white girl gasped in relief as the gag was removed, working
her stiff jaw.

Please, the frightened blonde whispered. No more!

If Latonya had been shocked before, it was nothing compared to
what happened next.

Yolanda dropped her robe.

She had nothing on, underneath.

Latonya gasped, shocked and discomfited at seeing her friend
nude.  Yolandas skin was even darker than Latonyas deep ebony.
Her friends close-cropped hair resembled sheeps wool, and
provided an even darker frame for her dark features.

Age and size had taken their toll on Yolandas breasts  although
even bigger than Latonyas huge melons, the other womans massive
boobs sagged noticeably. The older womans thick thighs were like
small tree trunks and Latonya self-consciously shifted her gaze
from the wild and wooly forest of dark, wiry hair that blanketed
the area where her friends legs met.

Yolanda seemed to have no inhibitions and was focused on the girl
shed called Debbie.

You wanna eat my pussy, white girl? Yolanda asked, jerking the
blondes head up by a handful of hair.  You want some of this
fine, chocolate treat?

Latonyas legs grew weak and she plopped down into a nearby
chair. Whats going on?!? she wondered.

The blondes tear-streaked face scrunched up in disgust, but she
said nothing.

Acting as if nothing were out of the ordinary, Yolanda pushed
Debbies head back and proceeded to sit on the girls face,
crushing the white girls head under her massive. black ass and
against the couch cushion.

So, Yolanda asked, conversationally, turning her attention back
to Latonya, how you been?

Latonya looked at her friend in shock.  She saw the white girls
bound body writhe between her friends big legs, as the girl
tried desperately to free her pinned head.

To her surprise, Latonya found herself getting turned on,
watching the nude white girl struggle in such a demeaning
position.

What the HELL?!? Latonya yelled, finally snapping her attention
back to Yolanda. Dont you go acting as if everything is all
ordinary, girl!  What the fuck is all this?!?  Whats this white
girl doing here?  And what the hell are you DOING to her?!?

A big grin creased her friends dark features. I told you,
Yolanda said, this here is Debbie.

I KNOW this is Debbie, Latonya cut her off. What I want to
know is: What the fuck is Debbie doing *here*, with her pretty,
white face wedged up *your* fat, black ass?!?

The white girls struggles began to weaken and slow.

Debbie my sex slave, Yolanda told her, watching her friends
reaction as she wriggled her huge backside down more firmly over
the feebly struggling white girls entrapped face. Why Im
sittin on her ? She still in training. She won eat my pussy,
willingly, so I smother her into submission, first.

Yolanda smiled pleasantly. But she come around, she said.
Soon, she do everythin I tell her.

The white girl barely moved at all, now, twitching a bit every
few minutes. By the look of her strained throat, the blonde had,
indeed, started working her tongue, in an obvious state of
suffocating panic.

Ahhhh! Yolanda sighed happily.

Latonya was stunned. You  you mean  you mean to tell me shes
 tonguing  your pussy, now, as we speak?!?

Yolanda gave a short laugh. Course not! she chuckled.

Latonya gave a sigh of relief.

She tonguin my asshole! Yolanda corrected.

Latonya could only look at her friend in shock.

Dat her punishment for not lickin my pussy from the start,
Yolanda explained. Dat, and getting ass-smothered near to
death.  She figurin if she rim me now, I won kill her wid my
ass.

As if on cue, the white girls body strained mightily against her
bonds, once, and went limp.

With obvious reluctance, Yolanda got to her feet and checked the
unconscious blonde for a pulse.

Yeah, Yolanda nodded to herself, she be fine.  When she come
to, though, you see how happy she be bout eatin pussy! Anythin
to avoid another ass-smotherin!

Latonya felt dazed. Yolanda, she choked, what the hell is
going on here?!?

Her friend chuckled, but looked sympathetic. Sorry, baby, she
said, Guess I shoulda explained things from the start.  Ya see,
Im now a member of D.A.A.L.S.

Latonya felt hopelessly confused.

Dolls? she asked.

Yolanda was smiled, patiently. No, she said, spelling it out.
D-A-A-L-S! Its a black lesbian supremacy group.  I forget what
the letters stand for, but its the greatest thing that ever
happened to me!

Latonya was silent, still unable to process everything shed
seen.

D.A.A.L.S. believe that black women is superior to all other
people, Yolanda explained, and that they naturally dominant.
They also believe that the most pure form of power is to dominate
someone of the same sex.

Yolanda continued, looking as if she was trying to repeat mental
notes from a lecture.

And they say that the reason white women exist is to serve as
sex slaves to black women.

Latonya was momentarily speechless.

What?!? she finally asked, in disbelief. *Thats* what your
newly discovered group is founded on?!? THATS why you have this
blonde girl held prisoner?

Yolanda nodded. Think about it, she urged. Sure a cock up your
cunt feels great an all, but  at what cost?  Menre pigs and
will *always* try to git control of you!  It aint worth it!  Why
give up everythin you own  everythin you are  just to get a
little dick now and then?

She snorted derisively. You can buy a dildo and *it* wont sit
around tellin you what you can and cant do, all day! Yolanda
shook her head vehemently. No, girl! I tried it both ways and I
gotta tell you: It WAY better  not only NOT being controlled,
but actually BEING in charge  BEING the one doin the
dominatin!

The white girl moaned and stirred.  Yolanda leaned over and
slapped the dazed blonde in the face a few times, to help revive
her.

Girl, Yolanda told Latonya, you aint lived until yous had a
white girl give you a tongue bath! Latonya blushed furiously and
was relieved when her friend turned her attention back to the
slowly recovering blonde.

Now, Debbie, Yolanda smiled cruelly, pulling the young blondes
head up by the hair again. I gonna ask you again: You wanna eat
my pussy?

The blonde sobbed, but nodded furiously. Yes! she cried, Yes,
please! Please let me eat your beautiful, sweet pussy, Mistress!

The older black woman smiled and patted the white girls
trembling cheek.

There you go, baby, Yolanda purred, in encouragement. Now, was
that so hard?

Turning her back to the dumbfounded Latonya, the big woman knelt
on the couch, straddling the white girls head.  In this
position, her dripping pussy was still pressed into the blondes
face, but her full weight was not crushing down onto the white
girls head, thus allowing Debbie to breathe freely.

Latonya watched in stunned silence as the subjugated blonde began
tongue-servicing her dark dominators slick, swollen slit.

Latonya didnt know what to make of it all.

You probably wondering why I showed you all this, Yolanda
huffed, breaking the silence as she rubbed herself against the
passive blondes face. Ill tell you: Its cuz you my friend and
I want you to have a chance to get in on it!

Her speech was interrupted as Yolanda moaned loudly in pleasure,
continuing to ride the bound white girls face.

I can help you join D.A.A.L.S., Yolanda gasped. The rest of the
explanation had to wait, as the big woman climaxed explosively on
the entrapped blondes face.

* * * * * *

Latonya could scarcely believe what she was hearing.

So, let me see if I understand this correctly, Latonya said,
trying to get her mind around what she was being told. I need to
 capture  one or more white girls and  turn them into  sex
slaves? Then I can be accepted as a full member?

Yolanda nodded. The rest of your application been provincially
accepted, she said.

Provisionally, Latonya corrected.

Whatever, Yolanda waved a hand in dismissal. Now, all you
gotta do is show you can git you a white girl!  Most D.A.A.L.S.
members just got one white sex slave  dats plenty for everyday
life. But getting multiple white whores gits you *real* status
in the group!  You can use em and leave em, but you have to
have at least one 24/7 slave, to be seen as a member in good
standin.

Latonya considered what shed been told. It all seemed so 
bizarre!  Still, she had to admit that seeing Yolanda top pretty
little Debbie and use her like that  well 

If she was going to be completely honest with herself, it had
been a *major* turn-on!

Yolanda sprawled on the couch, her thick, voluptuous dark body
still resplendently naked. The big woman kicked the young white
girl over onto the floor, where she lay on her back, still
tightly bound with cord from neck to ankle. Sitting on the couch,
Yolanda placed her big, damp, sweaty feet over the supine
blondes pretty face, completely covering it, and continued
explaining.

One key thing, Yolanda said, you gotta figure out what you
like.

The big woman slowly and deliberately wedged one foot deeply in
the blondes mouth, cruelly stretching the bound girls thin,
pink lips. The white girl clenched her eyes shut, but the hollows
of her cheeks showed that she was submissively sucking the big
womans toes and foot.  Yolanda let the bound blonde suck for a
while, before plopping her foot out and resting it, still slick
with spit, on the young girls face, again.

Me? Yolanda sighed, as the white girls tongue began slithering
submissively up between her dark toes, Ive always had a thing
for blondes.  Blondes with really, really light skin. And tiny
titties  I like em really young. Makes me feel like Im
corruptin the little bitches, as well as dominatin them.

I dont know, Latonya stammered. Forcing people into virtual
slavery? Even if theyre white 

With the foot not being licked by the subjugated blonde, Yolanda
reached over and wedged her toes between the white girls thighs.
 Even though the girl was tightly bound, Yolanda was able to pry
the white girls legs apart just enough to expose the glistening
blonde patch of the young blondes pussy.

Latonyas head shot up as the stunned realization hit her.

Shes  shes *wet*! Latonya gasped.

Sure enough, droplets of cunt juice bedewed the fine hairs of the
blondes tightly squeezed snatch, glistening like tiny diamonds
scattered across the slim wedge of the girls crotch.

The white girl sobbed loudly, but didnt stop licking and
suckling the dominant black womans toes.

Thats right, Yolanda affirmed. She love it! Dey all do! Sure,
they pretend they don  hell, sometimes they don even *realize*
dey like it, at first  but like D.A.A.L.S. tells us: We doin
white girls a *favor* by enslavin em!  Dey say 98% of all white
women naturally submissive and, whether dey know it or not, crave
a superior person to come by and control their lives. They need
someone to worship and sexually service  its how dey git
excited!

Yolandas smile broadened and she pushed her foot deep into the
bound white girls mouth. Debbie choked and gagged, tears
spilling down her pretty, pale face.

But she never stopped sucking.

They win! Yolanda philosophized, We win! Everybody wins! 
Everybodys happy. Its the natural order!

Latonya smiled and hugged her friend. Thanks, Yolanda! she
said. I think youve just changed my life, today! Ill do it!
How long do I have? Is there a time limit?

Yolanda laughed  Girl, this aint no contest, she chuckled.
Whenever you get one, youre in  take as long as you want 
its up to you.

Yolandas face turned serious. Remember, she said, you dont
hafta *keep* the *first* one. Or any of them, except its
considered good form to always have at least one.  Now, if youre
gonna have a white slave for more than a week after the
breakin, its worth puttin in time to get one youre gonna
wanna use *long-term*, in my opinion!

Yolanda began to foot-fuck the supine white girls mouth and
continued to talk.

Takes a lotta time and energy, she explained, to git a white
girl.  Some of us don like to waste the energy, getting one
youll git tired of, after only a few days  unless, of course,
you just like the hunt and the breakin!

If ya want a long-term slave, though, take some time, Yolanda
advised. Decide what kind of white girl you enjoy dominatin,
not just breakin.

Latonya nodded, thanked Yolanda again, and let herself out,
casting an envious glance back, as she left.

The big woman had the white girl on the floor and was slowly
squatting over the submissive blondes face.

* * * * * *

All the way home, Latonya thought about what kind of white girl
shed want to target.

She liked the idea of hunting new white girls on a regular basis,
but also liked the idea of having one special slave, at home 
one that was thoroughly humbled, broken, and trained to serve her
every need.

She already had an image of her ideal forming in her mind. In
ways, it was the exact opposite of Yolandas ideal girl: First,
if she was going to go an exclusively lesbian route, she wanted a
slave who was *all woman*  not some titless wonder who looked
like a teenage boy! She wanted a white girl who was *stacked* 
one who had tits that were in the same league as her own!

Regarding hair color  many people had a fetish in this area, but
Latonya didnt really care.  Yolanda may have had a thing for
blondes, but Latonya could take a girl with any hair color 
hell, the girl would be her fucking slave -- she could just have
the bitch dye her hair whenever a particular whim struck!  The
image she envisioned most often, though, when she fantasized, was
of a brunette.

Latonya did have another secret fetish, though  one she had
rarely even admitted to herself 

She found Nerd Girls incredibly arousing!

Something about Nerd Girls  those brainy, klutzy girls who hid
behind glasses and oversized, shapeless clothes  Latonya felt
her slit become wet and slippery, just thinking about them.  They
were so  arrogant, yet unassertive  superior, yet fragile  
inexperienced girls just waiting to be harvested by a sexually
aggressive predator  !  But they were bright enough to respond
to subtle manipulation and would be ever-so tormentable!  Theyd
be easy prey for sexual predators who wanted the best, hottest
conquests.

Predators like me, Latonya realized.

Because that was what she was, now, technically: A sexual
predator.  Sure, shed be careful, as Yolanda had, to make sure
she stayed above the legal age limit, but still  to hunt,
dominate, and capture another human being  to force them to
service your sexual needs  !

Was there *anything* more arousing than that?!?

The only question that remained was  where to find the best
hunting?

* * * * * *

All of this had occurred about two weeks ago.

Latonya had thought things through and planned carefully. She was
confident that she had every angle figured.

Cautiously, she peered around the edge of the long bookcase she
was hiding behind, as she waited for her prey to show up. This
area was known as the Stacks, the top floor of the local campus
library  which had proven to be the perfect location to find a
suitable victim: Secluded, yet still Nerd Central!

Latonya was wrapped in a non-descript trenchcoat, with the collar
pulled up.

And nothing underneath.

The big woman had discovered her target almost by accident, as
she was researching Domination techniques on the Internet, using
the library connection.  An apparently plain, mousy brunette had
stopped by and asked if she needed help.

A library aide.

Nobody looking at the helpful library aide would have given this
girl a second glance. But Latonya had sharpened her perceptions
and was able to look past surface appearances.

The thick, black-rimmed glasses appeared to hide a beautiful,
pale face with perfect skin.  Thick, lush lashes framed a
captivating set of deep-blue eyes, obscured by thick lenses.

Blue eyes, Latonya had discovered, made her juices run. I must
have a fetish for blue-eyed white girls that I wasnt even aware
of, she thought, chuckling.

That wouldnt stop her from seducing any brown-, green-, gray-,
or hazel-eyed white girls, of course, but still  it was an added
enticement!

Anyway, the library aide appeared to favor baggy, cowl-necked
angora tops. One of the things Latonya had learned was females
use different clothing to hide different body types and
cowl-necked angora tops almost always indicated a girl trying to
hide what she considered to be a too ample top.

Translation: Big tits. Stacked.

As the helpful girl had leaned over, showing Latonya how to do
advanced Google searches, the black woman had had a chance to
observe how her clothes stretched and pulled over her body as she
moved. The tight pull of the clothing indicated that the library
aide was hiding one killer body: Large, full, gravity-defying
breasts, curvaceous hips, and a relatively slender waist (at
least, in comparison with the rest of her).  While she was
probably not exactly slender, the mousy library aide would be
far from fat  a rare find, for someone sporting tits as large as
hers seemed to be!

Latonya had watched her every night  she knew the girls
schedule and habits perfectly!  She also read her name tag and
was able to research a bit on the girls personal background.

The library aides name was Sharon and she was an undergraduate
student at this university. She had taken the library job to help
pay her college expenses and was a sophomore (which made her
around 19, give or take a year), majoring in Biochemistry.

A tender, young Uber-Nerdette! Latonya breathed to herself,
already consumed by lust and the thrill of the hunt.  Soon to be
*my* tender, young Uber-Nerdette!

Every Friday, Sharon took a cart of returned books to the top
floor, to reshelf them.  This task typically took the remainder
of the shift, finishing around 10 p.m.

This was where Latonya was waiting, now, at 6 p.m..

The Stacks were especially secluded on Fridays, after 5 p.m. 
Most students had either gone home for the weekend or were out
partying.  Only the most hardcore nerds would be found at the
library, at the start of a weekend. At this large Midwestern
university, known as a bit of a party school, that wouldnt be
many, Latonya had discovered.

The black womans pussy was already sloppy wet, as she stood,
completely nude under an oversized trenchcoat, waiting for the
particular nerd shed been stalking to appear.

Exactly on schedule, her prey appeared.

Latonya gave a soft gasp of desire as she saw Sharon push the
cart towards her.  The nerdy brunette was absolutely ravishing,
once you looked beyond the nerd cover!

She was wearing a soft, ice-blue, cowl-necked top, made of
brushed angora wool.  A navy skirt came down to a modest,
knee-length height and over-the-calf navy socks covered most of
the rest of the beautiful brunettes legs, showing only a
two-inch expanse of white knee.  Black shiny patent leather shoes
topped off the nerdy aides look.

Latonya sighed and ground her juice-slick thighs together,
fantasizing about what the pretty young girls pale, curvy body
must look like, under all of that soft armor she used to hide
herself.

The unsuspecting library aide came to within a few feet of
Latonya and began reshelving books, against the far stack.

Show time! Latonya thought, a thrill of anticipation shooting
through her fevered cunt.

Quietly, she walked up behind the unsuspecting girl and gently
laid a hand on her shoulder.  The soft, brushed angora was almost
sensual, against her palm.

The white girl jumped and wheeled around. Her face was paler than
usual and a fearful expression was on her pretty face.

Oh! the aide gasped, placing a hand demurely over her heart.
Goodness! You startled me! The white girl was visibly
trembling, which Latonya found incredibly arousing.

Im sorry, the young brunette said, smiling weakly, May I help
you with something?

Latonya smiled.

Yes, the voluptuous black woman smiled, pushing the startled
young girl hard against the stack. Yes, you can!

Before the unsuspecting aide could react, Latonya pinned the
young girls back against the stack and covered the startled
white girls mouth in a firm, open-mouthed kiss.

She felt the young aide go rigid in her arms and begin to make
gestures of resistance. Latonya ignored her efforts and pressed
her kiss more passionately against the girls slightly opened
mouth, slipping her tongue between the startled brunettes lips.

Latonya reveled in her success  the pretty white girl struggled
feebly, but seemed to be too overwhelmed with shock and disbelief
to mount any kind of real defense.

Latonyas questing hands found the bottom hem of the soft, blue
angora top and slid up beneath it.  She was expecting a nerdy
layering of clothes  perhaps a stiffly starched white blouse
under the angora top, but to her surprise, encountered only soft,
warm flesh.

The little white slut must like the feel of soft angora against
her bare skin, Latonya thought, smiling slightly as she
dominantly explored the timid white girls mouth with her tongue.
 It was just like the D.A.A.L.S. literature had said: White women
were all sexual sluts, just waiting for the first dominant person
to come along and take them!

The aroused black woman slid her hands further up the struggling
white girls torso until they came up to cup her breasts.

Latonya moaned into the resistant white girls mouth as her hands
came to rest on the girls big, hidden mounds. The nerdy aide was
several inches shorter than Latonya and probably at least 50
pounds lighter  but had enormous breasts! How could such a young
girl with such a slender frame sport such an impressive rack?!?

This nerdy white girl was, indeed, *stacked*!

Latonyas pussy spasmed in pleasure as she realized her
tit-fetish was going to be more than accommodated!

Latonya reluctantly broke their kiss as her hands fondled the
white girls big chest. The black womans thick body leaned in,
pinning the smaller white girl against the stacks of shelved
books.

What ?!? the dazed brunette gasped, her mind obviously reeling
in disbelief at the assault. What  what are you doing?

Latonya smiled broadly, gazing down into the white girls pretty
face.

Im seducing you, she whispered, reluctantly moving one hand
from the pretty nerds delicious chest, in order to move it to
her face and remove the girls glasses.

Now it was Latonyas turn to gasp. The little white nerd-girl was
 beautiful!

Latonya could barely breathe as she gazed down into the young
girls face, no longer hidden by the thick-rimmed glasses.  Her
eyes were large and limpid, the color of sapphires! Her lashes
were long and dark.  Her lips, full and kissable.

Without conscious thought, Latonya reached around and deftly
unclasped the girls overworked bra.  She almost moaned as she
felt the beautiful brunettes heavy jugs fall free, thumping
against her.  Quickly, she forced her mouth down hard on the
white girls, kissing her passionately and pushing her tongue
deep down the pinned girls throat.

The beautiful white girl gave a small moan of protest as the
savage kiss bore down on her and the big womans dark hands flew
back to fondle the nerd girls large, defenseless breasts.

Latonya hiked the young girls top up, bunching it above the
swell of her large breasts and under her armpits.  The nerd
girls enormous boobs looked every bit as impressive as they had
felt and Latonya reluctantly broke their kiss so she could ogle
the young girl as she fondled her.

Please, the desperate white girl pleaded, trying to force the
big womans hands away, as her head swiveled from side to side to
see if anyone was watching.

Latonya smiled. Just as she had thought: The mousy white girl
would be too timid to scream, more mortified at the thought of
embarrassment or causing a scene than of being molested.

The black woman slid one big hand up under the young brunettes
skirt, raising it and exposing an expanse of creamy, white thigh.
 She continued stroking the pinned nerds big tits and smooth
legs, fondling the young girls thick, dark nipples and ignoring
her soft, whispered protests.

Latonya slid her fingers into the young girls lacy panties,
sliding down to cup her full, soft ass.

Oh, thats *nice*, the black woman sighed, breaking the
passionate kiss that had held the white girls mouth prisoner.

Tears streamed down the brunettes beautiful young face, oddly
making her even more desirable.

Why? the young nerd girl sobbed, softly. Why are you doing
this to me?

Latonya gave her a soft kiss on the lips and continued to fondle
her.

Because I can she told the trembling brunette.

She released the young girls ass and slid her big hand down the
front of the white girls panties, cupping the girls sex.

The young nerd-girls crotch was soaking wet.

Latonya smiled.

And because this is what you want, she told the quivering white
girl. Because its what youve always wanted. You just never
knew it, before now.

Juice was literally dripping between the older womans thick,
dark fingers.

Latonya slid a slick, slimy finger easily into the
well-lubricated brunette.  The pretty white girl gave a low moan
of obvious pleasure as her fevered snatch gripped the black
womans thick finger.

The pretty nerd immediately burst into tears.

Oh God! the pretty brunette wept. No ! Please  ! This cant
be happening !

Shhhh! Latonya soothed, kissing her softly and slowly working a
second finger into the white girls sopping pussy. She withdrew
to the last knuckle, before pushing back in, slowly, building a
rhythm.

You cant fight nature, girl! Latonya told her You belong to
me, now.  The pretty nerd girl trembled, but stopped trying to
escape.

But dont worry, the black woman whispered, Ill be a good
mistress. You just do as youre told and service my needs.

The beautiful young girl gazed at Latonya with a look that showed
fear, confusion, and a stunned disbelief that she was being told
she was now a slave, while being pleasurably fingered up in the
campus library stacks.

Stacked, Latonya mused, as she continued to finger-fuck her
trembling victim. I think I coined a new word! Stacked: To get
seduced and enslaved while hidden away in the library stacks! 
She chuckled at her own wit.

The stacked white girl got stacked by the dominant black woman,
she giggled to herself.

She forced her mind back to the task at hand.

Look at me, white girl! she ordered.

Reflexively, the unwillingly, the aroused young girl did as she
was ordered. Latonya looked deeply into the panting white girls
deep-blue eyes.  Her gaze drilled into the pretty girls
impressionable young mind, seeming to wrap her iron will around
the little nerds inexperienced psyche.

Youre mine, white girl, Latonya whispered, kissing her deeply
as she plunged her fingers faster and even deeper into the
subjugated girls hot, wet snatch.  The wide-eyed brunette was
panting like a poodle on a hot summer day.

Now, cum! Latonya whispered. Cum for me, my little white slut.
Show me what a little whore you are for lesbian seduction!

The young girl immediately began trembling violently in Latonyas
strong arms.  Her pale body went rigid, muscles cording like
steel bands, as she began to spasm uncontrollably.  Her pretty
mouth opened wide and the older woman opportunistically forced
her tongue in as deeply as she could, muffling the white girls
ensuing cries of pleasure.

Latonya gripped the orgasming white girl firmly, clenching her
tightly around the shoulders and back with one strong arm while
furiously jamming the thick, dark fingers of her other hand
repeatedly into the brunettes quivering, climaxing cunt.  The
young nerds hands, which had been futilely pushing at Latonya,
earlier, now gripped the black womans thick arms tightly.

Latonyas own pussy felt on the edge of climax, as well, as she
felt the young white girl mindlessly screaming into her mouth in
a long, keening wail of ecstasy.

After several minutes, the white girl finished and collapsed in
the bigger womans arms, sobbing gently.

I cant believe that happened! the savaged girl whimpered,
burying her face in the black womans bosom. I I climaxed! With
another woman! Even though I didnt want to  even though I tried
not to  !  Her body was wracked with self-loathing sobs of
disgust and humiliation.

And obvious lingering arousal.

It  it felt so good, she confessed, disbelief evident in her
voice as tears streamed down her face. I  think I liked it!

I liked being forced.

I  liked being  taken  by another woman!

She burst into inconsolable tears.

Im  Im such a slut, she cried. Im such a dirty, perverted,
submissive, lesbian slut!

Latonya soothed her with gentle kissed on her tear-streaked face.

Yes, the dominant black woman told her. Yes, you are.

Latonya slowly opened her trench coat, revealing her dark,
voluptuous nude body, underneath.

Sharon regarded her with wide, uncomprehending, tear-filled eyes.
 But she did not resist, as Latonya gently pushed the sniffling
girl to her knees, in front of the exposed black woman.

Gently, the older woman pushed the kneeling white girls face
into her dark, musky crotch.  The black woman widened her stance,
so the pretty brunette would have unfettered access to her dark,
damp pussy. Sharon didnt offer resistance and Latonya felt the
white girl inhale deeply, as the big woman, still standing,
straddled the now-compliant girls face.

But from now on, the newly certified D.A.A.L.S. member sighed,
feeling the subjugated girls tongue probe tentatively into the
folds of her dark, moist labia, youre *my* dirty, perverted,
submissive, lesbian slut!
