Black Mistress & White Bitch - (Slavery)

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Walking the few blocks back to Angel's car was an ordeal all in itself. I was completely worn out and found it very difficult to keep up with Angel's brisk pace, especially so considering the six inch high-heels that remained strapped to my feet. With our tattered clothes and smeared make-up Suze and I must have made a hell of a sight.

As we approached the car Angel tossed Suze the keys and told her she would be driving. Much to my delight Angel took me into the back seat with her. The two of us had no more than settled in than Angel hiked up her skirt and demanded, "Pleasure me you dirty white trash whore."

I didn't have to be told twice. Eager to please I positioned my weary body so that I could comfortably lower my face between Angel's well-toned thighs. Silently I lowered my lips and mouth into Angel's inviting love nest. With an urgency that she didn't often unleash Angel grabbed the back of my head and forced it hard into her brown sugar. In self-defense I immediately put my tongue to work licking her tasty sweetness. 

As I began to enjoy the warmth and trembling of Angel's hot lush body Suze, in the front seat, started the car and put it into gear. Before Suze could back out of the parking spot and put the car in drive I had Angel purring like a kitty, no make that a tigress -- an angry tigress. She pressed my head harder into her freshly shaved pussy and I responded by stabbing my tongue deep into her open love hole. 

Just then Angel's lethal chocolate body thrashed violently as she climaxed. Her body rocked wildly out of control as I continued to tongue fuck the center of her universe. She ground her hips up into my face demanding more and more of my tongue. Summoning all my remaining strength, I gave her all I had to offer. Angel moaned with lust and her joy radiated throughout her quivering body. She tossed her head from side to side as another wave of ecstasy washed over her. "That's it, you fucking whore, make me cum."

Again, I didn't need to be told twice. I continued to swirl my tongue around and around Angel's stiff clit sucking and kissing; licking eagerly hoping to please. All the while Angel continued to lose herself in one wild orgasm after another.

Angel surfed from one wild wave of joy to the next for most of the 20 minute ride home. My face was covered by Angel's female juices by the time we reached our destination. But, I didn't mind since I had learned long ago it was far better to make every effort to please Angel than chance incurring her wrath.

Once we arrived back at Angel's house, she sent Suze and me home with a simple wave of her hand. Over the course of the next several weeks it became apparent, if not before, that Angel ran a very special escort service. And, while Angel's stable consisted of me, Suze and 16 young black ladies of all shapes and sizes it was Suze and me that were the big draws among Angel's well-heeled black clientele. Most of the time Suze and I worked as a team working as the entertainment at various parties. And, while we were certainly whores we weren't cheap whores, as Angel often charged $4,000 a night for the two of us. Of course, Angel kept all the money we earned plus our lucrative tips. 

During the week Suze and I spent most of our time cleaning Angel's house. Of course, Angel never made our tasks easy and always kept us in some form of restraint. Most of the time she kept one of our arms locked behind our backs forcing us to work one handed. At other times she would have us tethered together by a short length of chain. Sometimes it was our ankles or wrists that were chained together. However, twice when she was quite pissed at us she had a three foot length of chain locked to one of Suze's nipple rings while locking the other end of the chain to one of my nipple rings. Bound in this fashion we weren't able to move more than a couple feet away from one another.

During the day our feminine charms were also always on call. So it wasn't unusual for one of us to be called away to service a client for an hour or two. These sessions mostly consisted of a blow job and a quick fuck. However, sometimes the client would want to watch some girl on girl or BDSM action. But, the one thing that Angel always, always, always emphasized was that failing to provide the desired level of pleasure was NOT an option. 

Sometimes when Angel was especially pissed at either Suze or me she would make us carry her riding crop clinched between our teeth for the day. What this told the other members of Angel's stable was that they were free to take the crop from our lips and give us one lash anywhere they chose. The black ladies in Angel's stable resented Suze and me so much that they would take full advantage of very opportunity to help punish us in this fashion. It also became quite clear that Angel didn't need a reason to punish either Suze or myself. Sometimes she would have us punished simply because she could and wanted to hear our squeals and shrieks of anguish. 

Then one day Angel called me into her office. As usual I was naked expect for a pink leather garter-belt, pink stockings and matching six inch high-heels. She sat behind her desk with her gorgeous D-cup breasts barely contained by the bustier of her elegant mini-dress. Two equally well dressed black men sat in chairs near her desk. Upon entering the room, as I had been trained to do, I dropped instantly to my knees spreading them extraordinarily far apart and crossed my arms submissively behind my back. With the two men closely watching my every move, I asked, "How will I please you, my Nigger Mistress.Mistress?"

Both black men gasped audibly when I used the N word. Angel responded cheerfully, "Don't be alarmed by that gentleman. It's just my way of constantly reminding her that she is nothing but a fucking white trash whore and that her pussy belongs to a Nigger. Isn't that right my cute little Barbie Doll?"

"Yes, my Nigger Mistress, I'm just a dirty old white trash whore owned by a Nigger." I replied eagerly, praying to avoid any unnecessary punishment. 

"Show the nice men your tattoo, Barbie," Angel demanded.

It was a demand that couldn't be refused, and I quickly scurried to turn so that both handsome and well-built black men could see the tattoo etched into my right ass check. There in all its bold glory where the words "Nigger Meat".

One black man exploded with a laugh, "Now that is a piece of meat I could sink my teeth into. She's meat for any nigger, huh?"

"Barbie?" Angel asked lightly. It was Angel's way of demanding that I answer the gentleman's question.

"Yes, Sir," I replied politely and without hesitation, "I pleasure nigger men or women as it pleases my Nigger Mistress. Any nigger, any time my Nigger Mistress demands me to."

"What are you for slut?" Angel's asked with icy coldness. 

I answered as my face turned a bright red with embarrassment and shame, "I am my Nigger Mistress's white pussy slave." 

"And what do you like to do?" Angel continued my humiliation without mercy.

"I like to lick and suck hot wet nigger pussy. I especially love to tongue worship your magnificent and most delicious pussy, my Nigger Mistress." 

"And you love to fuck and suck cock? You were born to fuck and suck dick weren't you, you piece of fuck meat?" 

"Yes my Nigger Mistress," I continued to answer quickly and eagerly, hoping to avoid Angel's cruel wrath, "I was born to fuck and suck nigger dick. I'm just a black cock whore and I do love it so, my Nigger Mistress." 

I could tell my responses had had an effect on the two handsome black men by the bulges in their pants.

"And, who are you, cunt?" Angel asked me coldly.

I responded as I had been trained, "I'm a 35 year old white trash slut owned by a twenty year-old nigger lady." 

Angel took great delight in my humiliation and never made it easy as she continued, "And, who owns your dirty white pussy, bitch?"

"You do, my Nigger Mistress, you own my dirty white pussy."

With a chuckle the other black man voiced his approval, "Well this nigger is one for sure who would never pass up a chance at some prime white meat. But first we have some business to attend to. What is your name?"

I couldn't help but look towards Angel with a quizzical look, "Answer, the gentleman you stupid cunt."

I didn't have to be told twice, "My name is Barbara Anne Sucallot, sir."

"And, you own the house at 1435 Lonesome Lane?" he asked politely.

"Yes, sir," I answered tentatively, "yes, sir I do. But what is this about?"

"Shut the fuck up, whore," Angel burst out, "These nice men have just bought your house. And you are about to sign it over to them as well as your car."

"But... Mistress," I was frightened nearly out of my mind, "my Nigger Mistress, please that is all I have. I ... couldn't possibly sell it."

"Are you defying me you stupid old whore?" Angel demanded to know as she shoved her chair backwards and stood up.

From the wild wicked look in Angel's eyes I knew I was in trouble, "No ... no ... no," I stammered, "it's ... it's just that my house is all the security I have in the world."

"That's a lie you filthy piece of white trash," Angel roared as she picked up her black leather crop from where it lay on her desk. "Stand up, cunt, hands behind your head."

I obeyed Angel's command as quickly as possible as she charged around her desk to stand just feet in front of me. "I'm your security now you fucking sassy piece of meat. I'm all the security you will ever need."

I couldn't control my body as it trembled in the face of Angel's wrath.

Angel used the riding crop to toy with my bare titties, twirling the end around my hardening nipples. "Tell me you fucking whore; what happens to sassy white sluts."

I swallowed a lump in my throat as my curvaceous body continued to quake with pending doom, "Th ... the ... they are punished. Sassy white sluts are punished, my Nigger Mistress."

The instant I finished my sentence Angel propelled the riding crop into motion. The evil leather whip split the air with a hideous shriek before landing squarely across both my over ripe melons. The horrible agony overwhelmed me as I squealed long and loud. For a split second my body shook violently trying desperately to ward off the maddening pain. Before I could fully recover, the whip again split the air with its high pitched shriek of impending anguish. This time the crop landed unmercifully on the underside of both of my 38C's leaving by naked body blazing with cruel suffering. 

"Please ... please ... my ...," I tried to beg for mercy but there was no mercy in Angel's heart.

"Spread your legs, you motherfuckin' whore," Angel demanded and I obeyed. "Wider you stupid piece of trashy white fuck meat." I forced my legs even further apart. With an ugly smirk, Angel tapped the business end of the whip against my innocent pussy lips, "So what will it be, cunt?"

With tears trickling down my cheeks I answered as I knew I would all along, "I'll sign, my Nigger Mistress. I'll sign." Tears continued to cascade down my cheeks as I realized that from that moment forward Angel owned not only my body but my total being. The moment I signed the deed I was, as well as Suze, totally dependent on Angel for everything. We were her property and that couldn't be argued.

With the powerful flick of her wrist Angel's black leather whip was again put into motion. This time its target was the most sensitive and secret spot between my extremely well spread thighs. The agony was both instant and horrific as the whip impacted my poor clit. The cruel lash forced a loud ear splitting scream from deep in my throat. Instinctively I brought my hands around and grabbed between my legs trying to protect myself. At the same time my knees buckled and I staggered momentarily trying to maintain my balance. My ample and abused titties bounced uncontrollably adding to my suffering. 

Angel was gracious enough to allow me a moment to recover my sensibilities then demanded callously, "You know the position, whore."

With my mind still dazed and my body still in the firm grasp of unrelenting misery, I slowly resumed my previous submissive pose with my legs spread wide and my arms crossed behind my back. 

My body trembled uncontrollable as Angel once again used the end of her whip to tease my feminine charm. "Now then 'nigger meat'," Angel grinned broadly as she used the tattoo on my white ass to identify me, "do you still have issues about selling your house."

I responded immediately, "No ... no, my Nigger Mistress ... no issues at all, my Nigger Mistress."

Playfully just to see my eyes fill with fear Angel tapped her whip against my tortured clit, "Good." I didn't disappoint her as my whole body continued to quake with dread and anticipation. Then turning her attention back to the two black gentlemen who had watched my humiliation and punishment Angel said, "Gentlemen now we can get down to business if you have the papers."

"We do," they almost said in unison. For the next fifteen minutes I leaned over the front of Angel's desk signing my name. After I had signed the last document I was presented with a check made out in the amount of $165,179.07 which represented my equity in both my house and car.

My eyes must have bulged as I had never seen such a large check before because Angel said with a gleam in her eye, "Of course, you'll be signing that check over to me, cunt."

Without a second thought I replied instantly, "Yes, of course I will, my Nigger Mistress." With that I flipped the check over, signed my name and slide it across the desk to Angel. With the swipe of a pen my life was changed forever. I had nothing, absolutely nothing. Now there was no going back. No return to the days before Angel had moved into my neighborhood. From that moment forward I was dependent on Angel for everything. The food I ate, the clothes I wore even the comfort of a roof over my head were all dependent upon Angel's whims. She knew it, and what made it even worse is that I knew it. I was forever more her property, nothing more. 

"Now then, Barbie Cunt," Angel said warmly as she stood up behind her desk, "you will show these handsome gentlemen how much you appreciate their hard work on your behalf by giving them two hours of your feminine pleasure." The men's faces suddenly lit up like 100 watt light bulbs in the middle of the night.

"Of course, my Nigger Mistress, I would consider it an honor," I replied as pleasantly as possible.

Then looking at the two eager black men as she worked around her desk Angel continued, "And you gentlemen won't argue will you?"

"Not me, honey," one said urgently while the other chimed in with, "Me either, Angel."

Then with a more serious tone, yet trying to keep it light, Angel added, "Now look guys I only have a couple rules no permanent marks or broken bones and no blood." Then with a bright sexy smile she continued, "While she is just a filthy piece of white trash fuck meat she is still a valuable piece of property."

"Don't worry, Ma'am," one of the men said as Angel walked towards the office door, "we'll take extra special good care of the bitch." With that said Angel opened the door and walked out of the office. Almost before the door had closed the black men had gotten to their feet and stripped off their trousers and briefs. Their huge cocks sprang into view and were remarkably similar. Both were over two inches thick and more than ten inch long. And, both looked as rock hard as a steel rod. Both gigantic cock heads glistened with their pre-cum nectar. For a whore slut like me it was a mouthwatering sight.

Without being told, I lowered myself to my knees and crawled to the closest man and hungrily took his cock between my wide open lips. It was a struggle to wrap my mouth around the huge ram-rod, but he helped by pushing it deeper and deeper until the head finally hit the back of my throat. 

The other man wasn't about to be left out of the action, and positioned himself behind me to take advantage of my vulnerable ass-hole. I spread my knees as wide as possible, as I tried to assist him in any way I could. 

The man at my head began to fuck my face, driving his mammoth dick deeper into my throat with each stroke until his tight black balls bounced off my white chin. Each time he pulled his cock out, my hungry tongue swirled madly about the head making whorish slurping noises. I worked like a crazed demon trying to lavish him and his huge dick with all the pleasure I could.

At the same time the man at my ass was slowly driving his monster dick into his hole of choice an inch at a time. I thought he was going to split me apart as he plowed deep into my ass-hole until his nuts slapped my drenched slit. 

For the next fifteen minutes they fucked me with wild fury. From time to time as they neared completion, they would slow their assault until the urges had pasted. Now and again the man attacking my ass would slap my ass hard making me jerk uncontrollably with surprise if not pain. At those times my mouth would involuntarily clinch tightly around the cock stuffing my throat. It must have been a pleasureful sensation as the man fucking my face groaned loudly with delight. The next thing I knew, my ass was being spanked regularly and much, much harder. I nearly lost myself in a world of blinding pain and pleasure. 

It surprised me when both black studs erupted almost simultaneously, as if it had been planned. Planned or not, it was a dizzying head rush to feel their scalding hot cum blast into me from seemingly every direction. My openings were drenched in man seed. Cum filled my ass, and seeped from between my lips, trickling onto my chin.

That was only the beginning, as the men were so driven that I hadn't had a chance to catch my breath before they were upon me again and again and again. My pussy was still super sore from the whip stroke it had absorbed from Angel, but that didn't deter the men from hammering my cunt relentlessly. One especially liked to fuck my pussy with me on top and forced to do all the work. And, work I did, even with the other black dick stuffed in my mouth I worked my ass off. They used me for the full two hours leaving me literally exhausted. 

When Angel returned at the end of the allotted two hours, my black "lovers" simply pulled up their pants and left. They hadn't even bothered to take off their jackets or shirts. After the men had left, Angel rolled me over, straddled my head with her creamy dark chocolate thighs and rode my face to her satisfaction. She rode me hard and fast, demanding all that I had left to give. Using all the strength and energy I could summon, I feasted greedily upon the sweet nectar that was Angel's love juice. Not satisfied with my meager efforts, Angel actually began to hump her hips up and down on my face; taking the pleasure she demanded. I managed to stiffen my tongue and drive it deep into her wet black pussy. Over and over again I tongue fucked her delectable cunt until my face was smeared with a thick coat of her sweet and tangy nectar.

Then without warning, Angel stood up, leaving my tongue momentarily lapping at the air until I realized what had happened. She reached down and pulled me up by my hair "That was a piss poor display of pussy sucking," Angel hissed with scorn, "I've had dogs that licked pussy better."

"Please, my Nigger Mistress, it's just that the black men wore ...," I tried to offer an excuse for my pitiful performance but Angel was having none of it.

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Shut the fuck up, whore," Angel barked, "you know I don't allow excuses! You had better perform every time I demand it or you'll find yourself replaced as my personal pussy bitch. Now stand the fuck up and assume the position, you useless piece of white fuck meat."

Angel straightened her skirt and walked back to take her seat behind her desk as I wearily got to my feet. As weak as I was it was a chore all in itself. But somehow I managed to stand, spread my high-heel clad feet and cross my arms behind my back.

My stomach rose into my throat as Angel continued mockingly, "Now then, little Miss Barbie, you have earned yourself three demerits." As Angel spoke I lowered my sparkling blue eyes in shame. "Look at me, you dirty cunt, when I'm speaking to you." Instantly I locked my eyes on Angel's beautiful black eyes." My shame increased tenfold. "As I was saying, whore, you have earned three demerits; one for talking back to me, one for failing to pleasure me and one for trying to offer a pathetic excuse. Now you know what that means don't you, cunt?" 

I continued to lock eyes with Angel even as dread filled my heart, "Yes, my Nigger Mistress, your pussy bitch knows what it means." It meant that for the next three hours I would be forced to carry Angel's black leather riding crop between my teeth. It meant that each of Angel's black stable girls could use the crop to give me three lashes per hour anywhere on my white body they chose. But, I also knew that as jealous as the black girls were of both me and Suze they would take full advantage of the gift being presented to them. Doing some quick math in my head I realized that none of Angel's other girls stopped by I could receive a minimum of 81 lashes since I knew none would leave once they found out there was white meat to be punished.

Scornfully Angel released me to my fate, "Then take the crop and you may return to your chores." 

I had to stifle a laugh at Angel's words as I knew her black girls would keep me far too busy to work for at least the next three hours. Fortunately for me I was able to control any outburst that would have gotten me in even deeper trouble. With a trembling voice I replied, "Of course, my Nigger Mistress."

Leaning over Angel's desk my 38's brushed the top as I used my teeth to pick up the riding crop and clinch it tightly between my teeth. Then I turned on my heel and headed towards the door.

As I opened the door to leave Angel added, "Have that spoiled and pampered southern bell of a cunt report between my thighs at once. Tell her she is not to say a fucking word." 

With the riding crop clinched between my teeth I could only mumble, "Yes, my Nigger Mistress."

Then as an after thoughts Angel mused, "That sister cunt of yours always sucks fantastic nigger pussy." While I had come to love Suze dearly Angel's compliment felt like a stab in the heart. To add insult to injury Angel added sarcastically, "Oh, by the way, Barbie Doll, while Suze's hot tongue entertains my nigger pussy you are responsible to seeing that she doesn't fall behind with her chores."

Again I mumbled, "Yes, my Nigger Mistress." And with her words another knife wound painfully stabbed my heart. With that I gritted my teeth and left Angel's office determined to face my destiny as bravely as possible.

Walking down the hall, towards the family room, my sprits brightened a bit as I realized that it could have been much worse. Angel could have made me wear a pair of those brutal alligator style nipple clamps on the nipples.

Just then I heard a door open behind me. "Come here, slut," it was Angel. Turning around my heart fell through the floor as I comprehended that in the palm of right hand lay two chrome plated alligator nipple clamps. An ugly sneer curled Angel's gorgeous lips as she said coldly, "You didn't honestly think I'd forget these did you, Barbie Doll?" It was a question that didn't require an answer.

Tears welled in my blue eyes as I approached Angel and the cruel clamps she held. Honestly I had thought she had forgotten. In my mind I scolded myself for being so stupid. "Put them on yourself, cunt, you know where they go," Angel snapped.

Try as I might I couldn't control one tear from trickling down my left cheek as I gently placed the foul clamps on my rather hard nipples. Gentle or not the powerful spring loaded objects bit ruthlessly into my innocent nipple flesh. The sharp steel teeth of the jaws bite deep into my flesh without mercy. The agony was mind blogging and endless. My body shook in its suffering and what was a single tear was followed by another and yet another. "Now be off with you, whore," Angel sneered me to an ordeal I knew my body would spend days recovering from. 

Almost the second I entered the family room, where five of Angel's black girls lazed about chatting and giggling, they began to cackle. "Lordie, as I live and breathe nigger bitches" one started letting another finish with "Oh my god we got us some pearly white flesh to welt." "Oh yea I loves to whip pale bitches" another spat out. Then another yelled, "First" and yet another nearly shrieked "On deck". Only seconds after my entry the "batting order" was being determined. Seconds later five other black girls scurried from other parts of the house to see what the commotion was all about. My worst fear was confirmed as I realized two other girls had arrived while I had been entertaining in Angel's office and that my punishment had thus been increased to a minimum of 90 lashes. Silently I prayed for the strength to endure that which was about to be given.

The black girl who had hollered "First" boldly stepped before me and took Angel's riding crop from its spot between my teeth. I didn't dare resist as she took the crop but did take the opportunity to blurt out, "My Nigger Mistress wants to see Suze in her office right away." Someone yelled loudly "Suze get your fucking white ass down here right now." 

At the same time Gina, the black girl holding the riding crop, said, "You know how I want you."

"Of course, Miss Gina," I replied quite politely.

Slowly I put my hands behind my head and pulled my elbows well back while I spread my feet as wide as I possibly could.

About that time Suze scrambled into the room in a bit of a tizzy. "Yes, yes what is it," Suze asked with a bit of a puzzled look on her cute face. Then seeing me her look turned to one of sympathy.

Gina playfully flicked the nipple clamp torturing my left nipple. "Well, tell her what she needs to know," Gina said as she paused to allow me time to give Suze her instructions.

"Our Nigger Mistress wants to see you immediately," I said flatly. A dark cloud of concern suddenly distorted Suze's lovely facial features. "She said not to say a word. Just crawl between her thighs and do what you do best," I added and instantly Suze's face lit up like a Christmas tree on Christmas morning. 

"Ohh thank you so much, Barbara," Suze said with genuine warmth as she quickly crossed the room towards Angel's office. Of course, the bouncing of Suze's full and perfectly shaped titties gave me a momentary distraction from the misery of my suffering.  

"Remember to knock, Suze," I cautioned but her head was so consumed by her own thoughts that she ignored my words as if they didn't register.

"Now then," Gina continued, "where were we?"

As Suze passed me I continued to enjoy the sexy wiggle of her ripe and firm ass. Gina's words brought me back face to face with my unenviable plight. "I'm afraid you were about to welt one or both of my defenseless titties, Miss Gina," I answered with all the boldness I dared. And, I was sure to show her the proper respect as Angel demanded that Suze and I both refer to all her black girls as Miss. 

The moment Suze's sweet sexy ass disappeared around the corner the riding crop impacted both my naked titties. The whip glanced off the cruel nipple clamps torturing my nipples causing me the most horrific agony of my life. I momentarily staggered as the horrendous pain attacked my defenseless body from what seemed like every angle. My hands flew to cover my injured titties instinctively as my body trembled uncontrollably in its misery. After a full minute I regained a smidgen of control as the black girls giggled their delight at the suffering white bitch. "Position," Gina demanded. Without a word I weakly returned to the submissive pose I had held before; hands behind my head with my feet spread well apart.

Gina rewarded my obedience with a swift and powerful upper cut that landed squarely across the undersides of both my unprotected titties. Thankfully the stroke didn't cause the same level of agony as the first; only extending and amplifying it. 

At that moment Suze knocked on the wooden door to Angel's office. In response to the knock Suze heard Angel call out from inside the office, "You will enter." Suze quite properly dropped to her knees opened the door and crawled into the room on her hands and knees. Angel was seated casually in a love seat along one wall. She had removed her short skirt and spread her legs; displaying her flower in all its magnificent glory. Suze closed the door behind her then without a word began to crawl towards Angel. Angel's cleanly shaven gash glistened with her brown sugar. Suze always thanked god each time she was allowed the privilege of viewing Angel's marvelously inviting pussy and she couldn't help but curl her hot tongue seductively around her lips. Suze knew that she could gaze upon the beauty of Angel's charms an eternity but dared not to. Instead she lifted her gaze to lock eyes with Angel allowing Angel access to the core of Suze's very being. 

"You're horny for my sweet treasure aren't you, you little pussy sucking white girl?" 

It was a question meant to entangle Suze in a web of dark and evil punishments. Suze wisely remained silent. Yet, Suze's sparkling hazel eyes screamed all that needed to be said. 'Damn it, yes, yes I'm horny to suck your sweetness. So fucking horny ... so fucking ready ... please', Suze's stunning eyes gleamed without a doubt. 

Suze continued to lock eyes with Angle as she neared her goal. Those stunning black eyes bore into Suze's soul causing such humiliating agony that Suze felt like she was about to cry. 

"Little Miss Prim and Proper Southern Bell," Angel mocked as Suze neared, "Little Miss I'm too good to use the "n" word. You will begin with my feet, you honky whore." 

Suze took one of Angel's feet in her hands and lifted it to her lips in order to continue making eye contact with the young and vivacious black lady. Slowly Suze brought the black foot up to her lips where she snaked out her long tongue and lovely licked Angel's toes. 

"Look at yourself now, just look at your pampered white ass now," Angel continued to mock and humiliate her older white whore Suze. "Your fucking white ass on your knees, kneeling with your fucking honky mouth full of nigger toes, your pale face about to be buried between my nigger thighs. Who's the slut now you piece of nigger fuck meat. Who's the slave now, bitch, look at yourself you old white cow and tell me: just who's the slave now?"

Back in the family room Gina and Natasha had completed their hour one whip lashes, leaving me bruised and battered and praying for a reprieve. My nipples and their cruel nipple clamps became a favorite target and soon they had swollen horribly and turned to an ugly purplish color. My tortured titties quickly became criss-crossed with welts that continued to radiate agony long after they had been made.

Lawanda was up next and as she was short and shout she told me to bend over and grab my ankles. I knew I couldn't expect any mercy from her. In rapid fire fashion Lawanda landed her three strokes directly across the fullest part of my ass cheeks. The powerful strokes nearly drove me to my knees as I stumbled and staggered. 

One after the other the ten black girls unleashed a firestorm of agony that ravaged my mind and body. In less than 30 minutes my all but helpless body absorbed 30 lashes of the whip. From my titties, to my thighs, ass and delicate pussy my mind was attacked with horrendous agony. The whip left my creamy soft white flesh covered with 30 blood red welts.

When the arrogant black girls finished the last of my first hour's punishment I had about 30 minutes of relative freedom to actually work on my chores. It was all I could do to walk back to the bathroom where Suze had been working when she had been called away. With what little energy I had I began scrubbing the bath tub where it looked as if Suze had left off.

Meanwhile in Angel's office, after an hour of stimulating toe and foot worship, Suze had been allowed to start working her way towards the succulent treasure that nestled between Angel's ebony thighs. Suze continued to lock her eyes on those of her Owner/Mistress as she kissed, nibbled and licked her way slowly up Angel's shapely leg. 

Angel continued to spank Suze's ego with her abusive and humiliating remarks. "Look at yourself Miss Home Coming Queen". "Look at your snow white face between my nigger thighs." "Who's the slave now, Little Miss Southern Bell?"

It was a trap question designed to trick Suze into speaking while under orders to remain silent. But like the others that had come before it didn't entice Suze to speak. Suze wanted to speak up, wanted to defend herself, her heritage but she dared not. She understood full well that Angel wasn't someone to toy with.

Suze's sparkling hazel eyes got bigger and bigger as her hot tongue worked its way up Angel's gorgeous thighs. It was a look of hunger and feverish desire that wasn't lost on Angel. 

"Do it you little honky- tonk slut, but before you do Sweet Little Suze, you will say these 12 words "Sweet little southern belle Suze Q loves to tongue fuck nigger pussy."

Without thinking about it, sweet little Suze repeated the words she had been ordered to say as she tried to fight down a blush that threatened to cover her face. With her eyes still locked on those of Angel, Suze repeated the words in her sweet southern accent, "Sweet little southern bell Suze Q loves to tongue fuck nigger pussy."

"Then do it you white trailer trash whore. Do what you do best, cunt, suck nigger pussy."

With her eyes still locked on Angel's, Suze lowered her mouth and tongue to Angel's tempting pussy. Snaking out her long pointed tongue she began to gently tongue whip Angel's engorged clit. Angel groaned with lustful pleasure as she tightened her lovely chocolate thighs around Suze's head. Suze sucked Angel's clit between her full lips and swirled her tongue around it like a hungry puppy dog. In the meantime, Suze couldn't deny that her own sexual engine had come to life and was making its demands squarely between her own creamy white thighs. 

Coyly Suze took a free hand and placed it between her thirsty thighs and began to covertly finger her own drenched pussy. To conceal her rashness Suze intensified her lustful assault upon Angel's budding pussy. Angel's youthful body began to tremble with impending sexual joy. 

"Do not make me cum yet, whore," Angel demanded. "Ohh, and sweetie my nigger pussy demands your undivided attention unless you wish to share Barbie's fate."

Suze instantly realized she had been busted fingering her own pleasure center and in a flash removed her fingers from her always hungry pussy. She placed her hands behind her back and interlaced her fingers hoping that would thwart any temptation to return to her act of self-gratification. Suze also realized that she had to slow down Angel's sexual energy as it raced towards a toe curling climax. It was a game Angel loved to play with her trashy white whores. They had been trained that whenever they were allowed the honor of pleasuring Angel's nigger pussy they had to keep their tongues in contact with Angel's womanhood at all times. The white sluts must then maintain Angel's sexual high without sending her over the edge until Angel said she was ready to climax. Thus Suze slowed down her efforts gently kissing without the urgency she had displayed earlier. Sensing Angel's urges, slowly Suze went back to flicking her hard clit gently and lovingly. All the time she continued her eye lock with Angel. 

"You love my nigger pussy don't you Little Miss Suzanne McKeely?" Angel asked with a sneer.

Knowing she couldn't answer verbally Suze folded her tongue and drove it hard into Angel's love hole. 

In the meantime, I was toiling away at scrubbing the shower stall which Suze had left when she had been called to attend to Angel's needs. As I labored I continue to clinch Angel's whip tightly between my teeth. My body was racked by the hellish agony I had endured at the hands of Angel's black girls. 

Then ten minutes after resuming my tasks a loud chorus of "Hey, Nigger Meat, your fucking fat white ass is required." I immediately dropped the brush I had been working with and practically run to the family room. Entering the room I quickly understood what the uproar was about; standing there in the middle of the room was Cassandra who had just arrived and wanted to take full advantage of my predicament. 

Cassandra was a voluptuous nineteen year old black girl standing 5'7" and tipping the scale at 170 pounds. And she was just as strong and powerful as her build portrayed. To make matters worse Cassandra had a natural hatred for skinny white bitches. With a bright sexy smile Cassandra approached me and took the riding crop from between my teeth. I couldn't help but cringe with fear as she was told me to turn around, bend over, spread my feet and grab my ankles. Tears openly rolled down my cheeks as I obeyed.

Cassandra, with a wicked gleam in her eye, took hold of each end of the black leather riding crop and flexed it in the middle as she contemplated my position. Then without warning the riding crop split the air with its evil swishing noise as Cassandra took a practice swing. I was so dazed with fear and foreboding that I shook violently as the whip impacted nothing but air. The black girls who continued to lounge about lazily in the family room broke into hysterical laughter as they watched me nearly jump out of my white skin with apprehension. 

Sudden my ass exploded in horrific, mind wrenching agony. My shriek was ear piercing and unabated. The blistering agony buckled my knees and I stumbled to my knees much to the delight of the young black girls watching. Sobbing I did my best to collect myself and get back to my feet. The second I resumed my submissive, bent over position Cassandra unleashed the whip again upon my upturned ass. The powerful strokes were delivered in rapid fire secession one after the other. The explosion of pain was staggering and I again collapsed to the floor as my knees gave out. For a full 20 seconds I lay withering on the floor unable to grasp reality as my nearly naked body was crushed from every angle by mind numbing agony. The black girls who lounged about the room hooted and hollered with amusement as I thrashed in misery. Slowly I staggered to my feet. Cassandra offered the riding crop and I willingly took it between my teeth. 

With a scornful sneer she said, "See you in an hour, whitey." 

Still slightly dazed, I stumbled off to return to the chores that had been assigned to my sister in submission, Suze, while my tasks went unattended.

Back in Angel's office Suze continued to service Angel with loving attention to detail. Then with a sexy smile, Angel commanded, "Make me cum, you white gutter whore, make your Nigger Mistress cum NOW."

With renewed energy Suze tongue whipped Angel's engorged clit powerfully, making demands of her own. As her tongue whipped wildly, Angel's toned thighs tightened their grip on Suze's head. At the same time Angel's youthful body shook violently as the first wave of carnal pleasure swept her away into the realm of orgasmic bliss. While Angel's body and soul erupted with joy, Suze drove her hot wet tongue deep into her pussy rocketing Angel's ecstasy to another level. Angel's body shivered with each lustful wave of joy that swept over her. Suze continued to tongue fuck Angel's pussy passionately as Angel surfed from one dazzling orgasm to the next, each wilder than the one that preceded it. 

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Don't you dare stop, you filthy cunt sucker," Angel hissed. 

After ten minutes of intense joy, Angel's pleasure began to slowly abate. Suze sensed the tension drain from Angel's body and began to slowly lick up and down her puffy pussy lips. Kissing and licking her way up and down savoring the sweet nectar that seeped from her passion pit. Then she would swirl her tongue around Angel's clit lovingly. 

I had just barely gotten back to my task in the bathroom when I heard an almost harmonious chorus of, "Time for round two, Nigger Meat." raise from the family room. With dread filling my heart, I drew myself to my feet. And, as the pitiless nipple clamps continued to rip my soul apart with unfathomable agony, I began the miserable trip back to the family room. Yet I couldn't deny the thrill of lusty sexual desire that was building between my nylon clad legs.

As I entered the room, Gina signaled me to stand in a spot near the center of the room. I dutifully obeyed and took my position where she had indicated. As I had been trained to do, I spread my high-heel clad feet as far apart as possible and submissively crossed my wrists behind my back. Gina stepped behind me and I felt her snap cold steel handcuffs on my wrists. 

She stepped back and said, "There, now we can begin." "Listen to me, bitch, because I'm only going to say this once. As each of your betters delivers her punishment you will say, "Thank you, Miss, may I have another please?" 

Gina once again took her turn first. She causally took the riding crop from my mouth, eyeing my large ripe titties which made vulnerable target as she did so. I steeled my nerves as best I could for the onslaught that I knew was coming. Gina didn't disappoint as she landed a scalding lash squarely across both of my tittie nipples. The pain was excruciating and caused me to stagger as tears once again streamed down my cheeks. 

"Thank you, Miss Gina, may I have another please?" I whimpered softly. But it was only the beginning, as black girl after black girl took their turn each adding three more deep red welts to my already thoroughly abused body. And, after each ruthless bite of the riding crop I intoned obediently, "Thank you, Miss, may I have another please?"

Several of the girls enjoyed watching me jump as they targeted my inner thighs, very close to my most sensitive spot. Several more took simple delight in adding their marks to my full ass. Yet, my tortured titties with the fiendish nipple clamps remained a favorite target for many. The pain ravaged my helpless body from one end to the other branding my soul with its intensity. With each taste of the lash, my gasps and squeals of agony became louder and louder while my thank yous became weaker and weaker. 

Then Cassandra stepped forward with her hateful smirk. She took the wicked whip in her right hand and while looking deep into my teary eyes, tapped the end teasingly against my defenseless pussy. Then she demanded coldly. "You want it there don't you, slut?"

There was only one answer yet I couldn't keep my voice from quivering as I answered, "Yes, Miss Cassandra, I want you to whip my pussy, please." And, even as my body shook fearfully and my tortured titties jiggled causing me more agony I struggled to spread my feet another few inches. 

Cassandra smiled wickedly and unleashed the whip which landed squarely upon my innocent clit, instantly sending my naked body into violent spasms of mindless agony. My body twisted and jerked wildly in its effort to ward off the untold pain. I stumbled but somehow managed to remain standing. Tears streamed down both my cheeks as I dutifully returned to my submissive position. Again I couldn't keep my body from shaking involuntarily as I obediently said, "Please, Miss Cassandra, may I have another?"

"You may, slut," Cassandra answered coldly. Once again she used all her strength to whip the riding crop squarely between my legs. With hideous effect, the whip impacted its target. The pain was so horrendous that I couldn't contain my screams of agony as I was literally knocked off my six inch high heels and landed with a thump on the floor. There was nothing I could do but suffer and suffer I did. The pain was indescribable and all consuming. I withered in agony as the pain relentlessly assaulted every part of my being.

My pitiful moans had no effect on Cassandra as she ordered, "Get up you white trashy whore."

With my hands locked behind my back, standing up was no easy task. With a great deal of difficulty, I slowly climbed to my feet and after gathering all the courage I could, resumed my submissive pose. Every nerve in my body screamed for mercy yet somehow I found the nerve to continue. "Please, Miss Cassandra, may I another?" I whimpered meekly.

In response Cassandra smiled warmly and moved the whip she held between my legs and swung it gently back and forth between my knees indicating I stood spread my legs wider. Gritting my teeth, I spread my feet another few inches. My efforts weren't appreciated by Cassandra as she continued to indicate I should spread wider. I struggled to spread my feet another six inches until I felt as if I would split in two.

This seemed to please Cassandra and she again demanded that I beg to have my helpless pussy whipped. All I could do was respond as I had been trained to do, "Please ... please ... Miss Cassandra ... please whip my pussy," as my lower lip quivered. 

"Yes, cunt," Cassandra spat as she tapped the business end of the whip against my swollen pussy lips, "it makes a beautiful target and I will whip your pussy again."

Cassandra pulled the whip back and then propelled it into evil action. For a Nano-second the whip screeched as it sped through the air before impacting mercilessly upon my bare and defenseless clit with a loud gunshot like crack. My scream was loud and shrill as I collapsed to the floor in a heap of naked female flesh. 

As I wallowed in burning misery on the family room floor, my sister slut, Suze continued to kneel submissively between Angel's dark chocolate thighs. With her lovely dark eyes still locked on Suze sparkling hazel eyes Angel asked, "You love licking my nigger pussy don't you cunt?"

In response Suze folded her talented tongue and drove it deep into Angel's drenched love hole. "That's it you filthy white whore, tongue fuck my nigger pussy. Tongue fuck it like the gutter whore you are."

Suze continued to drive her hot tongue deep into Angel's quivering black pussy. Slowly Suze would pull her tongue out of Angel's hungry hole to lovingly kiss and tongue whip her aroused clit. Then she would drive her wet folded tongue back into Angel's love hole fucking it slowly back and forth.

Then with a sexy smile curling her moist lips, Angel demanded Suze to speak, "Say the word, cunt, the one word you're loath to say. The word that is so distasteful being the spoiled and pampered Southern Bell that you are." 

Suze swallowed hard but didn't take her eyes from those of her owner. She hated the word with all her heart but she had no choice. If she failed to say the most taboo word, Angel would surely punish her most cruelly. Summoning her courage Suze pulled her lips from Angel's quivering pussy lips long enough to say, "Nigger." Then she instantly pressed her mouth back into Angel's delicious cunt.

"Say it again little Miss Southern born and bred, Suze Q," Angel demanded knowing that Suze hated the cutesy shortening of her given name Suzanna.

"Nigger," Suze didn't hesitate to respond.

"Again, cunt," Angel demanded.

"Nigger" Suze responded without even thinking. 

"Again," Angel snapped coldly.

"Nigger," Suze answered without pause.

"Now tell me what a spoiled and pampered Southern Belle you were, cunt, you may continue to speak."

Again pulling back from Angel's glistening sex Suze spoke meekly as if humiliated to the very core of her being, "Yes, my Nigger Mistress, I was a very pampered and very spoiled Southern Belle."

"But you're not the pampered Belle of the Ball any more are you, Suze Q.?" Angel asked sarcastically.

"No, my Nigger Mistress, I'm certainly not the Belle of the Ball anymore." Suze answered softly hoping that her words would lead to leniency.

"What are you now, cunt?" Angel demanded coldly.

In the blink of an eye Suze again answered meekly with words she prayed would pacify her owner, "I'm just a trashy white gutter whore, my Nigger Mistress." Then as an afterthought Suzy added, "Your gutter whore, my Nigger Mistress."

"Then make me cum you filthy white gutter whore," Angel commanded, "Make me believe you love my nigger pussy. You do love pleasuring my nigger pussy don't you, whore?"

It was a question Suze knew she had to answer, "Oh, god yes, my Nigger Mistress. God yes, I just adore sucking your beautiful nigger pussy. Nothing pleases me more, my Nigger Mistress."

"Then do it, little Miss Suze Q, make your Nigger Mistress cum now," Angel urged. 

Filled with renewed urgency, Suze once again shoved her folded tongue deep into Angel's quaking cunt. Angel clamped her thighs tightly around the older white slut's head and ground her hips upward demanding more and more tongue. Suze began to tongue fuck Angel's insatiable pussy with wild abandon, pausing only occasionally to tongue whip her stiff clit.

"That's it ... that's it, you fucking cunt whore" Angel nearly screamed as her desire reached its boiling point, "make your Nigger Mistress cum you cheap filthy white trash whore." And Suze, using her gifted tongue, did just exactly that. For the next ten minutes Angel was blasted from one cresting wave of pleasure to the next until a tsunami of joy hit her, leaving her youthful body shaking violently. 

Even after Angel's furious orgasm began to fade Suze continued to lovingly tongue worship her drenched cunt, licking up every last drop of delicious female nectar. At last Angel stood, pulling her well satisfied cunt from Suze's still eager lips. After stepping around Suze, Angel walked back behind her desk and took her seat leaving Suze kneeling by the love seat. Not knowing what to do, Suze wisely didn't do anything.

"Come stand before my desk you cheap honky tonk whore," Angel ordered.

Suze obeyed as quickly as she could. Once standing before Angel's desk, Suze instantly spread her high-heel clad feet as after apart as possible then struggled to spread them even further. Angel couldn't help but grin broadly at her white slave girls efforts to please. 

"You want to cum don't you, whore,"

"Oh, shit yes, my Nigger Mistress, I need it so bad, please," Suze trembled with nervousness.

"How long has it been since you been allowed an orgasm, cunt," Angel smirked.

"Five days, my Nigger Mistress," Suze responded uneasily.

With a sexy but demeaning smile Angel teased, "Well then, Miss Southern Bell, you must be very horny."

"Ohh, god yes, my Nigger Mistress," Suze said hopefully.

"Okay," Angel began, "show me how a pampered and soiled southern bell plays with her worthless pussy. Now, cunt ... do it now."

Suze didn't waste time as she quickly jammed three fingers into her juicy snatch while her Mistress watched with amusement. In just a matter of seconds Suze was lost in a blazing inferno of animalistic lust. Suze hammered her famished pussy furiously. She closed her eyes and moaned as her lustful urges built to a fever pitch. 

"Make eye contact with me, whore," Angel demanded. Suze instantaneously opened her eyes and looked directly into those beautiful dark eyes of her black Mistress. The smirk on Angel's face told Suze everything she needed to know.

Suze's large, naked titties bounced and jiggled provocatively as Suze continued to finger fuck her soaked pussy with wild abandon. Angel was enchanted by the erotic sight. Then without notice, Suze's knees weakened and it took her a great deal of effort to remain standing as her body began to shake uncontrollably. 

Angel knew instinctively that Suze's orgasm was about to rock her world when she said tersely, "STOP ... you are dismissed."

With a look of utter defeat upon the features of her gorgeous face, Suze instantly pulled her fingers from her ravaged pussy. Then dejectedly Suze dropped to her knees. With her gorgeous titties swinging freely from side to side, Suze left the room the same way she had entered, on her knees. 

Once the door was closed behind her, Suze gathered her strength and stood up. Heading back towards the second floor where she had been working, Suze passed the family room where I was suffering through the third round of my punishment.

The last of my punishment was being administered by Miss Cassandra when Suze entered the family room on her way back up stairs. The sparkle in her hazel eyes vanished as she took in the sight of my welted body quivering on the floor. 

"Well don't just stand there you silly whore," someone snapped at Suze, "get that piece of white trash out of here."

Without a word, Suze helped me to my feet gently. Once standing, I quickly regained my senses and with them, the blistering stinging torment of my recent punishment returned. With an arm around my waist, Suze helped me out of the room and up the stairs so we could return to our bitch work chores.

Before releasing her arm from around my waist, Suze used it to turn me so we were face to face. Then with the sparkle returned to her beautiful eyes, Suze wrapped both her arms around me and pulled me close. Our naked titties ground together tightly as our nipples stiffened. Then I embraced her just as tightly. We ground our hips together trying to grab whatever momentary pleasure we might. Angel's scent continued to linger on Suze as she opened her mouth to offer her tongue. In the blink of an eye our tongues were locked in the timeless battle of lust and passion. Using my free hand, I grabbed one of Suze's ass cheeks to pull our hips even closer together. Our tongues continued to do battle as we pressed our hot bodies together. For a full minute our tongues stabbed back and forth into each other's open mouth. The pleasure was maddening. My pussy began to ooze its most secret nectar as I ground my pelvis against Suze's while she pressed back even harder.

Yes, we took what pleasure we could when we could get it. Yet we both knew it couldn't last. Praying it could be otherwise I finally broke out of our passionate embrace. 

"Suze, we have to get back to work."

Reluctantly we broke our embrace and with a sigh Suze said, "Yea, I know, sugar. May-be ... may-be when we get home tonight ... ."

After a second thought I cut Suze off, "May-be my ass. I need you NOW, bitch." 

With my free arm I embraced Suze again and smothered her mouth with my own as I forced my tongue deep in between her parted lips. With renewed courage and strength I backed Suze through an open doorway into a tiny bedroom. She didn't resist in the least.  

After my recent punishment at the hands of Angel's black girls, I felt an over powering need to dominate something or someone. The burning agony in my ass, pussy and titties slammed into my brain as I shoved Suze backwards onto the bed. Her ample titties bounced provocatively as she fell backwards onto the bed with her legs sprawled wide open like a cheap whore. In a flash I was on her like white on rice with my firm well-toned thighs straddling her head. 

"Eat me you dirty whore," I demanded coldly, lost on my world of overwhelming sexual hunger. 

Suze worked her mouth free enough to state the obvious, "Please, Barbara, we can't do this. We'll be in big trouble if we get caught."

I rocked back on my knees to set my ass down hard onto Suze flat tummy and slapped her face hard with my open palm. "Shut the fuck up, slut and just do as you're told and be quick about it." Besides, I reasoned that Angel couldn't hurt or humiliate me worse than she had already done. I then rocked forward on my knees again presenting my quaking pussy to Suze's gifted tongue. Having been put in her place, Suze put that hot tongue to work with an urgency I hadn't felt in weeks if not months. In a matter of minutes my dazed mind was swooning with a pleasure it hadn't known for a long, long time. Suze's amazing tongue worked its magic so well I soon, all too soon, I was on the verge of an all-out mind blowing orgasm.

To forestall the sexual climax that was about to overtake my trembling body I turned my body around so that I squatted over Suze's hungry mouth facing her feet giving her easy access to my ass. "You know what I want you dirty whore," I hissed.

And indeed she did know exactly what I wanted, as she eagerly put her wet tongue to work kissing and licking my ass hole. I couldn't resist grinding my ass right down onto her lovely upturned face nearly smoothing her. 

"Now fuck it, slut," I snapped coldly, "tongue fuck my ass hole." 

In the blink of an eye Suze was driving her hot tongue into my ass as far as she could force it. At the same time I began to fuck my hips up and down upon her open mouth. While I leaned forward onto my hands putting my head just a foot or so from Suze freshly shaved pussy. Wiggling my ass in Suze's face I lowered my head between her shapely thighs and used my tongue to tease her stiffening clit. She couldn't help but moan with her own pent up hunger. 

I smiled wickedly to myself as I pulled back my head and watched Suze lifting her hips trying to follow my retreating tongue. My pleasure grew by leaps and bounds knowing that I held the key to Suze's sexual gratification. I had the control and the power that I craved. Still busy tongue fucking my ass hole Suze paused for just a moment to whimper, "Pleaseeeee." At the same time spread her thighs even wider apart and with supreme effort lifted her hips even close to my lips. Her overpowering sexual need was at my mercy and she knew it.

My excitement couldn't be denied any longer and I eased backwards slightly to give Suze's talented tongue access to my wildly quaking pussy. 

"Now," I hissed breathlessly, "make me cum now you pussy sucking whore." 

Before I could even finish uttering the command Suze drove her hot, wet tongue deep into my juicy pussy. An instant later I exploded into a wild frenzy of exquisite sexual joy. Clinching my thighs tightly about Suze's head I rocked violently back and forth as the pleasure consumed my body and soul. I had to bite my lip to keep from screaming out my maddening joy that would have alerted Angel to our illicit tryst. Beautiful sweet Suze continued to work her tongue magic as one magnificent orgasm slammed into the next in an unending super nova of joyful bliss. Even with my eyes closed tight the brilliant, multi colored star bursts of sexual ecstasy were blinding. And still Suze's tongue licked eagerly at my oozing juices driving me to new heights until I was actually squirting jets of piss which she lapped at like a thirsty puppy dog.

At long last the intensity of my pleasure began to abate. Slowly my heart rate returned to normal even as Suze lovingly continued to use her tongue to lick my juices clean from my thighs. With my eyes still tightly closed I relaxed enjoying the sweet pleasure of the afterglow of a most satisfying orgasm.

Had I known what waited me I would have kept my shutter much longer for when I opened them my heart actually skipped a beat. A huge lump formed in my throat as I did open my eyes and saw a most lovely pair of dark chocolate colored legs. Slowly lifting my eyes a knot formed in my stomach as my worst fear was realized. There standing at the edge of the bed with a very condescending smirk on her face stood Angel in all her dominant glory. Close behind her and on either side of the dominant young black lady stood two of her black girls Cassandra and Gina. I instantly opened my mouth to plead for mercy but fear froze the words in my throat. 

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Don't you say a fucking word you fucking white whore," Angel barked bitterly. Then looking straight at me Angel snapped, "Cassandra, take this worthless piece of white fuck meat to the basement. You know the routine."

Cassandra could hardly contain her enthusiasm as she smiled broadly, "Mmmm of course, Miss Angel, it will be my pleasure." Then without ceremony the black girl roughly grabbed my left arm and nearly dragged me from the bed.

As Cassandra propelled me down the hall I could hear Angel hiss coldly at Suze, "As for you, slut, you are to have that horny pussy of yours in my bedroom precisely at 5PM. Understand, Little Miss Southern Belle?"

"Yes," Suze responded submissively, "I understand, my Nigger Mistress."

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As Cassandra propelled me roughly down the upstairs hallway, I knew that having been caught by my Owner/Mistress Angel enjoying the most exquisite orgasm of my life riding the talented tongue of my sister slave Suzie without permission, that I was in deep, very deep trouble. There wasn't a single doubt in my mind that my punishment would be most unpleasant and painful. Yet the fear that filled my being clashed with the afterglow of my recently delicious climax, creating a deluge of mixed emotions. 

Cassandra's dislike for white women in general, and me in particular, was quite evident by the manner in which she shoved and pushed me on our journey to the basement, causing me to trip and stumble awkwardly several times. Several times she took the opportunity to slap my bare ass, simply to add to my mounting apprehension not to mention my humiliation. 

The basement was a large and open room filled with all kinds of bondage devices meant to make a girl's life a living hell. Along one wall there were several small, four foot by four foot by six foot tall holding cells where disobedient bitches could be kept out of trouble until it was time for their punishment. 

Elsewhere in Miss Angel's House. 

Promptly at 5PM sweet Mississippi born and bred Suzie reported to Angel's bedroom as she had been directed. As usual, the gorgeous white girl was naked, expect for her six-inch spiked high-heels. Suzie's nervousness was increased when she found three lovely black girls waiting for her instead of Angel, who she had expected. Apprehension and foreboding weakened Suzie's knees, yet her sexual being continued to torment her body and mind with dark desires.

In response to Suzie's quizzical look one of the black girls explained, "Angel has given us instructions to prepare you for this evening's festivities. Please step this way."

While it had sounded like a polite request, Suzie understood it was a request she couldn't refuse and followed the young black girl submissively into the large master bathroom. A garden sized bath tub had been prepared for her arrival. Another of the black girls nodded towards the tub. "It's for you, sugar," she said sweetly.

Still very nervous and perplexed Suzie slipped off her high heels and stepped into the tub without hesitation. The warmth of the fragrant water soothed Suzie's troubled soul as she settled into the bubbles which had been added. As Suzie's tense body began to relax, the three black girls tended to her every need. With close attention to detail, Suzie received both a manicure and pedicure. Her hair was shampooed and conditioned. Lastly, her arm pits and pussy were shaved for her with equal expertize. 

The cute young black girls attended to Suzie every need. They even offered Suzie a glass of bubbly Champaign, which she gladly accepted. The southern born belle had never felt so pampered in all her life. 

After her stimulating and very relaxing bath, the black girls had Suzie step out of the oversized tub where they each used elegant terrycloth bath towels to pat her dry. Setting the 34 year old white woman down in a large comfortable chair near the bathroom vanity, the young black girls continued to pamper Suzie. Blonde highlights were added to her shoulder length auburn hair while her nails were painted a bright red. Her eye brows were meticulously shaped, then a thin layer of make-up was added to bring out the best features of Suzie's pretty face. Even a bit of blush was added to adorn Suzie's pierced nipples. Then, while one of the luscious black girls combed Suzie's hair, another added tiny dabs of Chanel No. 5 perfume behind both her ears, then added a droplet to each of her always erect nipples. 

Suzie was then directed back into Angel's large master bedroom where one of her black attendants helped her step into and pull up a pair of sheer bright red thong panties. The red thong stood out vividly against Suzy's creamy smooth white skin. Another black girl snapped a lacy white garter-belt around Suzy's trim waist. While she was still standing, the other two black girls helped Suzie on with virginal white nylon stockings. Once the stockings were attached to Suzy's garter-belt, the girls directed her to take a seat on the edge of the bed, and then they slipped 6 inch white high-heels onto her smallish feet then buckled and locked the heels in place. Except for the items the girls had dressed her in; Suzie was naked yet could help but feel like a pampered slut. However, she couldn't help but notice that she was being dressed totally in white with the exception of the red thong panties which framed and drew undue attention to the center of her sexual being. 

Still sitting on the bed, Suzie's sparkling eyes popped wide open when one of Angel's black girls produced what looked like a girdle. With something of a giggle Suzie asked rhetorically, "That's not for me is it?"

"Do you even know what it is, sugar?" The girl holding the item asked sweetly.

"Well, like yeah, I know for sure. It's one of those old time corsets, with bones and laces and all that stuff," Suzie explained.

"Stand up and turn around, honey," the black girl stated firmly, "and I'll help you on with it."

Suzie stood and turned around in something of a huff, "I can't believe Angel thinks I need a fucking girdle."

With a scowl, the black attendant responded briskly, "Watch your mouth, girly, and just do as we tell you. It'll be a lot easier that way. Trust me." 

The black girl wrapped the undergarment - which was a shiny satin affair, matching Suzie's stockings perfectly -- around Suzie's already trim waist. Then Suzie's attendant began to lace the garment up the back. When it was laced, the girl positioned it so that it fit from just under Suzie's firm melons to the smooth flair of her feminine hips.

"Now take a deep breath, baby," the black girl requested politely, "and hold it." 

Suzie complied, and when she did, the black girl behind her cinched the corset an inch tighter. Suzie and the black girl repeated the process two more times. Each time the corset got tighter and tighter until Suzie found it difficult to breath. 

Finally, Suzie couldn't take the squeezing pain any longer, "Please, not so tight. I can't breathe."

The black girls all ignored Suzie's entreaty.

"Gina," the black girl asked the other girl with her, "come here and help me please."

"Gees oh pete," Suzie whined, "you can't possibly make it any tighter I'll be squeezed to death or suffocated."

"Hush, girly," Latoya snapped with mock anger, "it's supposed to be tight." Then speaking to Gina she said, "Now you take that string and I'll take this one." Then speaking to Suzie again ordered, "Take a deep breath, lover, and hold it."

With a film of sweat forming on her face, Suzie took a deep breath as she had been told to and held it. Latoya groaned, "Now pull, Gina." 

Suzie groaned with agony as the corset was cinched another half inch tighter. Suzie didn't know what was going to break first, the corset or one of her ribs.

"Once again, Suzie Q," Latoya snapped. The process was repeated and the corset grew another half inch tighter. "One more time," Latoya barked. And once again the corset drew tighter. "There now hold it while I tie it off," Latoya worked diligently at her task then asked when she was done, "Now how does that look, Gina?"

The other black girl answered sincerely, "Gosh, I don't know, let me get the tape measure." Then added with approval and a giggle, "But that thing sure does make her little white titties look bigger doesn't it."

"Yea," Latoya replied, "corsets will tend to do that."

While Gina went in search of the tape measure, Suzie couldn't help but check out her reflection in the wall mirror. Sure enough, her baby B-cup knockers looked as if they had grown a full cup size. And, the corset had turned her waist-line into a pronounced hour-glass shape that while most becoming, was also a torment she had never known before. Her breathing was restricted to short swallow breaths.

By then Gina had returned with the tape measure and quickly ran it around Suzie's restrained waist at its narrowest, and announced her findings proudly, "It's a perfect 18 inches exactly, Latoya, just what Miss Angel ordered."

"Great," Latoya purred.

Suzie would have breathed a deep sigh of relief expect for one tiny detail. That being, due to the constraining nature of the corset, she could hardly breathe at all. 

Gina brought out a beautiful white silk crinoline petticoat which was made to be worn as a form for the hoop skirt which goes over it. The petticoat was made to be worn around the waist with three tiers of ruffed material overlapping each other as they seemed to cascade towards the floor. Suzie smiled broadly, forgetting momentarily about the corset that restricted both waistline and breathing. She could not help but feel like a pampered princess with the way she was being treated. Queen of her realm, she thought.

Suzie's thoughts flashed back to her youth when she'd once worn such beautiful garments in a pageant honoring a late great lost cause or the War of Invasion as southerners framed it. As in her youth, Suzie needed the help of two attendants to help her into the heavy petticoat. 

Suzie next turned her attention to Latoya who had returned to the room carrying a most marvelous Antique White Antebellum evening gown complete with a hooped skirt made of rich looking satin and chiffon.

"Ohhh myyyy god, that gown is simply divine," Suzie exclaimed brightly, "It's not for me is it?"

Gina and Latoya exchanged shy knowing looks as Gina replied, "Well, it sure is, darlin'." 

With that, the black girls helped Suzie into the flowing gown with its low cut scooped neckline and billowing floor length skirt. The dress exposed ample amounts of Suzie's breath taking cleavage. With her breathing restricted to short shallow breathes, Suzie's bosom heaved provocatively. 

As final details, Suzie's black attendants added a gorgeous off white hat and sheer to the elbow white opera gloves. The hat was absolutely stunning, made with white faux horsehair with a 20 inch diameter brim, accented with long off white ostrich feathers from Spain sweeping across the front and side. It looked like a prop right off the set of "Gone with the Wind". 

After the finishing touches had been added, Suzie could not help but admire the refined elegance of the lady that stared back at her in the full length mirror mounted on the wall. The beauty and rich material of the gown spoke volumes to the world, marking its wearer as a wealthy and sophisticated lady. Suzie couldn't help but feel like the spoiled and pampered Southern Belle she had been accustomed to being called in her youth. Yet, underneath all the refined elegance, Suzie couldn't shake the thought that underneath it all she was dressed like a cheap whore with her red thong panties, white garter-belt with matching stockings and heels. While her appearance was that of a beautiful rich lady, Suzie knew that underneath all the refinement she was just a white slut waiting to be fucked. 

Suzie didn't have long to wait. Angel entered the room a moment later, a tight but sexy smile formed on Angel's full lips as she eyed her Suzie up and down approvingly. 

"Well don't you make a gorgeous Southern Belle?" Angel stated with a bit of a chuckle. 

As elegantly dressed as she was, Suzie couldn't help but feel totally degraded as she was forced to reply, "Thank you my ... my Nigger Mistress."

"Yes, honey," Angel answered whimsically, "I have to say you would make a most enticing Scarlet O'Hara. Now turn around completely. Let me get the full effect."

After thanking her Mistress politely for her compliment, Suzie slowly turned around, allowing Angel to thoroughly inspect her from every angle. 

Satisfied, Angel simply stated, "Now come with me , Scar ..." Angel stopped herself in mid sentence with a bright chuckle, "I mean ... come with me Suzie."

Suzie followed Angel obediently out of the bedroom, down the stairs, through the kitchen and down a short hallway. At the end of the hall the doors to the large great room were closed. Angel told Suzie to wait while she entered the room and closed the door behind her. 

Suzie waited nervously behind the closed door. Holding her breath and listening closely, she just barely made out what Angel was saying. It was obvious from the chatter that filtered through the closed door that a large group of people were gathered inside.

The general chatter among Angel's guests quickly ended when Angel entered the room. Hushed silence ensued as the 20 elegantly dressed guests perceived the way in which Angel was dressed. 

"Welcome ladies and gentlemen," Angel began cheerfully, "I am sincerely thrilled that you all could come."

Suzie became more and more apprehensive as she heard what Angel was saying in the adjacent room filled with guests of both genders. Unconsciously, the elegantly dressed Suzie moved a step closer to the door and listened even more intensely. 

"Please don't be alarmed at my attire," Angel tried to put her guests at ease. "As you'll see in just a few seconds it all has to do with the evening's entertainment I promised," Angel continued briskly. Then with a giggle the young black girl added, "The very special entertainment I promised." Angel then walked gracefully towards the door - behind which Suzie waited -- and threw it open. "Do join us, Suzie," Angel beckoned politely. 

Suzie's beautiful face was quickly contorted by concern and showed her to be very embarrassed as she stepped into the room filled with ten sophisticated and formally dressed black couples. 

"Please, ladies and gentleman, allow me the pleasure of introducing our true southern belle. You see Suzie Q. here was born in the heart of Mississippi and bred for a pampered life of leisure. Suzie Q. McNealy the prim and proper captain of her high college cheerleading squad and the spoiled Queen of her home coming dance. I give to you, ladies and gentleman the Belle of our Ball, Miss Suzie Q McNealy." 

There was a brief rather subdued round of applause before Angel continued, "But more than the belle of our little ball, Little Miss Suzie Q. here is also the evening's entertainment." 

Angel took a couple of small steps and stood squarely in front of the totally confused Suzie. With something of a sneer, Angel bitch slapped Suzie hard across her cheek. Suzie yelped loudly at the stinging blow but didn't dare move out of position. 

"Put your hands behind your back, slut," Angel demanded. 

Without a word of protest cute little Suzie complied. 

Angel struck again even harder with the open palm of her hand then continued speaking to her guests, "You see, tonight Little Miss Suzie Q is going to represent every snobby little white bitch that ever sneered at you." Angle went on speaking to her guests," She is going to represent every arrogant or condescending white slut that ever belittled you or made you feel somehow inadequate simply because of your color."

As Angel spoke, Suzie lowered her eyes in shame as her heart beat raced rapidly. Shoving Suzie into the crowd, Angel smiled, "There you go ladies and gentlemen take anything she may have to give and take it all." 

With that said, the black female guest closest to Suzie got right in her face. At the same time her fashionably attired male companion grabbed Suzie's ripe left tittie and mashed it with his powerful fingers causing Suzie to gasp in agony. Then the black lady snarled, "So you are a natural and sweet little Southern Belle. Huh, Baby? I bet you even got that cute little southern accent don't you, Sweetie?"

Before Suzie could answer, the black man roughly groping Suzie's tittie said with a gruff chuckle, "I'm going to enjoy cock whipping those fine white tits."

The black lady standing before Suzie giggled and said cheerfully, "I think I'll use your belt on them." Then realizing that Suzie hadn't answered her question she snapped, "Answer my question, sugar," and to add effect, she bitch slapped Suzie so hard across her creamy white right cheek that Suzie actually staggered backwards before catching her balance. 

Suzie quickly recovered her senses from the startling slap and replied politely with her cute southern twang, "Yes, Ma'am, I am a natural born and bred Southern Belle."

Then without warning, the black lady bitch slapped Suzie again even harder than before. Suzie would have surely tumbled to floor had the black man still groping her tittie not squeezed even harder to keep her more or less balanced. Then summoning the most arrogant tone of voice she could manage, the black lady said, "And that Miss Belle of the Ball was for my grandma who scrubbed white folks' floors for 20 years without ever a word of thanks."

From her place behind Suzie, Angel commanded with a smile, "Now, Sweet Lit' Suzie, show your respect for Leon and Joy with your cute little curtsy and tell them what a pleasure it will be to be their white fucktoy this evening."

Suzie's smooth white cheeks turned blood red with embarrassment, but she didn't hesitate to reply, "Of course, my Nigger Mistress."

"Be sure to look them in the eye, sweetie," Angel added with a snicker.

"Yes, my Nigger Mistress." 

With that, the black man released his grip on Suzie tittie. Suzie reached to the sides of her gown with her hands and lifted the hem from the floor. With an exaggerated step backwards and to the left with her right foot performed her most charming curtsy. As she bowed, Suzie made sure to make eye contact with both the black lady and man as she spoke, "It will be a pleasure to serve as your white fucktoy this evening Miss Joy and Sir Leon." Then Suzie righted herself.

The black man only smiled while his lady giggled, "I just hope you like it in the ass, darlin'."

Leon and Joy turned and walked away only to replaced by another black couple. The second couple treated Suzie every bit as callously as the first couple. The major exception being that the black man slapped Suzie twice for his father having been laughed at when applying for a loan. When the couple was ready to move on, Suzie again preformed her polite curtsy and told them what a pleasure it would be to serve as their white fucktoy.

So it went for the next half hour. One black couple after another took Suzie to task for every conceivable injustice that had been perpetrated against them or their families. Suzie was bitch slapped for everything from perceived slights to outright racist behavior. Her creamy white cheeks took on a rosy red hue and began to sting hotly. Twice her beautiful hat fell to the floor as Suzie stumbled awkwardly in response to particularly violent slaps. Both times a guest helped replace the hat upon the gorgeous auburn locks of Suzie's head. 

Many of the black guests, both the ladies and gentlemen, availed themselves of Suzie's succulent breasts. The ladies particularly enjoyed running their fingers inside the bustier of Suzie's lovely gown to run their nails across her ever stiffening nipples. One especially abrasive lady even told Suzie that she was going to love hearing her squeals when she got her chance to really sink her teeth into them. Suzie nearly wet her red thong panties as she listened to the horrible warning. 

The encounters with each couple lasted no more than 4-5 minutes and at the end of each, Suzie preformed her polite and respectful curtsy perfectly. And, while it demeaned her to the heart of her being, she never failed to say, "It will be a pleasure to serve as your white fucktoy this evening."

While Suzie greeted the last of the black couples, Angel made her way back to her side. When Suzie had finished performing her last curtsy Angel again asked for her guest's attention. Then with a pair of 9 inch scissors in her hand Angel announced with an evil tone, "I did forget one tiny little thing folks. Lit' Miss Suzie here has to be punished this evening for a certain indiscretion she helped make happen this afternoon." 

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Suzie lowered her eyes in shame and humiliation as her Mistress/Owner continued to speak. "Do you understand why you are to be punished Suzie?" Angel asked still using her coldest tone of voice. 

Suzie understood exactly why she was going to be punished and responded accordingly yet shame faced, "Yes my Nigger Mistress."

"Then explain it to my guests, Suzie," Angel demanded.

As embarrassed as Suzie was, she knew she had no alterative other than to confess her transgression, "I ... I engaged in an activity that ... that resulted in my having an orgasm without my Nigger Mistress's permission."

"Yes, you did, Suzie," Angel stated coldly, "and now you will pay the price. Tonight your head will be shaved as bald as your sweet little southern pussy."

Suzie's head shot up in horror as her hands flew to her curly auburn locks as if to somehow protect them, "You can't! Ohhh no! Please, not my hair, Mistress ... my Nigger Mistress ... please anything but that, my Nigger Mistress ... I am begging you please."

Angel only smiled, "May-be next time you will think twice before blatantly breaking my cardinal rule."

Tears began to stream down Suzie's rosy cheeks, "Please, my Nigger Mistress, please have mercy. You know my hair means everything to me. It wasn't even my fault, that stupid cunt Barbie made me do it. Please, my Nigger Mistress, please I beseech you, do anything you want with me just don't take my hair please. I am begging you"

With an air of supreme superiority Angel responded, "I know exactly what your hair means to you ignorant white slut. Now shut the fuck up and hold still." 

Suzie tried desperately to twist and pull away from the young woman's grip. "Pleaseee noooooooo don'tttttt," Suzie whined emotionally.

"Someone hold the filthy slut," Angel commanded to no one in particle. A burly man stepped forward and put his arms around the sobbing white woman, pinning her arms to her side. Suzie struggled in vain to free herself as Angel used the scissors to snip several strands of Suzie's beautiful hair. After cutting the hair, Angel cruelly held the sheared locks in front of Suzie so the older white woman could see the effects of Angel's clipping. 

"Who'll be next?" Angel asked warmly, holding up the scissors. Tears streamed down Suzie's lovely face as the scissors were passed from one pair of black hands to the next. The party guest seemed to take a great deal of pleasure as they each cut a short section of Suzie's gorgeous shoulder length, auburn colored hair. Each handful of hair was held up to Suzie's tear filled eyes to behold before it was dropped to the floor. It wasn't long before Suzie's beautiful hair looked as if it had been attacked by an angry buzz saw. Clumps of her hair lay all about the floor at Suzie's feet.

While her hair was slowly being clipped away Angel's guest's continued to maul Suzie's ripe breasts like blood thirsty animals. The neckline of Suzie's elegant gown had been reduced to tatters which exposed her full sized melons for all to see and admire. Yet, the pawing continued with many of the lady guests using their finger nails to dig painfully deep into Suzie's sensitive flesh. Suzie's erect nipples were swollen and puffy from all the abusive pinching, twisting and pulling they had received. 

With a laugh, one stocky black man set aside his drink and announced loudly as he watched Suzie tremble in fear and misery, "I think the pampered Lit' Southern Belle is ready for my dick." 

The guests around him murmured their agreement and urged him on. Without another word he grabbed Suzie, bent her over and grabbed the hem of her puritan white gown and tore the skirt all the way to the waist in a single powerful ripping motion. Others nearby laughed and joined in as Suzie's sluty red thong panties were exposed for all to see. In a matter of just a few seconds the skirt to Suzie's elegant dress was reduced to rags hanging from her hips. 

As tears trickled down her cheeks Suzie was forced to her knees. By that time the black man who had began tearing Suzie's skirt apart had his huge dick out of his pants and was ready to shove it into Suzie's mouth. The poor girl's pleadings were muffled as he slid his semi-hard meat between her lips. Knowing that resistance was useless, Suzie accepted the growing rod into her mouth and even swirled her tongue around the head as it passed. In a moment, the black cock had swollen to totally fill Suzie's wide open mouth. A second more and the black stud was fucking Suzie's face with slow yet powerful strokes. With a menacing smile on his dark face, he drove his huge dick deep between Suzie's stretched jaws until his tight balls slapped the white woman's chin. 

The air was thick with shameful and demeaning racial slurs as the black stud fucked Suzie's face without mercy with slow yet powerful in and out strokes. "Suck that nigga dick you little Miss Southern Bell." "That's it. Southern Bells were just made for sucking nigger dick." "This is only the beginning .... everyone here is going to get a taste of your southern charms tonight, slut." "May-be once you were a spoiled and pampered Southern Bell, but tonight you are just a nigger's white fucktoy." 

The black man went on slowly fucking Suzie's mouth while others around her continued to take turns clipping short lengths of her precious auburn hair. Soon enough Suzie felt long feminine finger nails being raked across both of her aroused nipples. As her tongue worked diligently on the cock between her lips, Suzie's all but naked chest cringed in fear as she anticipated those nails being dug deeply into her innocent nipple flesh. 

Clip, clip, clip and more and more of Suzie's precious hair floated through the air to the floor. 

Suzie's fears were realized a moment later as the sharp fingernails were dug deep into her hard nipple. Her body shook violently as the burning agony slammed mercilessly into her helpless being. Suzie's screams of hellish pain were stifled by the ever thickening black dick driven deep into her obliging throat. 

With a gruff grunt, the man with his dick stuffing Suzie's mouth ordered, "Do that again, Sugar, it causes the sluts mouth to clinch deliciously tight on my cock." 

The girl toying with Suzie's nipple was more than happy to comply with man's wishes and pinched her long, sharp fingernails even deeper and harder into Suzie's innocent nipple flesh. Then with an evil smirk curling her black pouty lips, she twisted Suzie's defenseless nipple flesh cruelly, drawing a dreadful low pitched moan of pure agony from deep within Suzie's tortured body. Finally the black man's mammoth cock tensed, he pulled out of her mouth and shot its load of African seed all over Suzie's face. 

The devilish scissors clipping Suzie's gorgeous auburn hair never stopped their evil work as tears of aguish continued to slowly trickle down Suzie's lovely white cheeks. 

The black dick fucking her face was replaced by another that seemed to be even thicker than the first. At the same time, Suzie felt a hard dick working its way between her rounded ass cheeks. In just a few seconds, the steel ram rod was being forced into Suzie's tightest hole. The black man made low guttural groans as he pounded his huge dick into Suzie's asshole an inch at a time. At the same time, the thick cock assaulting her mouth continued to fuck her face without mercy. All the while, Angel's guests went-on taking turns clipping Suzie's precious auburn hair. 

After what seemed like an eternity, the black stud fucking Suzie's asshole blasted his fiery load deep into her bowels. Just as that black cock was pulled from Suzie's well fucked ass, the cock between her lips tensed and grew slightly larger an instant before its owner blasted his scalding hot load down Suzie's throat, forcing her to swallow every drop. 

Suzie didn't even have time to draw a deep breath before the cock in her mouth was replaced by a juicy black pussy. Suzie was happy for the reprieve from sucking big black cock and began to eagerly tongue worship the black pussy spread open in front of her. And, it wasn't long before another big thick cock was being forced into her pussy. The man attached to that dick laughed as he drove his powerful dick deep into Suzie's well-oiled cunt with brutal punishing strokes.

He would slowly, ever so slowly pull his cock from Suzie's cunt until just the head was left inside the quivering hole. The stud would tease Suzie's pussy with short little one inch strokes, then without warning, he would drive himself balls deep into her man hole with one sudden brutally powerful stroke. Then with a smirk, he would begin the process over again. All the time her pussy was being used so brutally, Suzie never forgot to give the black pussy at her mouth the loving attention it deserved. Suddenly Suzie felt hot seed being shot into her abused pussy and knew another black abuser had reached his satisfaction. 

The black lady enjoying Suzie's talented tongue began to tremble as her body tensed and Suzie realized she was about to climax. In another half minute the black girl was shaking violently as she clamped her chocolate thighs tight around Suzie's head. Her orgasm was so intense that she began to involuntarily squirt short bursts of piss directly into Suzie's face. 

The limp cock was pulled from Suzie's oozing pussy only to be replaced by another, then another and another. Over and over again Suzie's mouth, ass and pussy were put to the test by Angel's eager black guest seeking their sadistic pleasures.

All the while, one or another of the guests continued to clip slowly away at Suzie's once lush and gorgeous auburn hair. Over time the floor became covered with Suzie's lovely hair. And, she wasn't allowed for even a second to forget that her head was being shaved bald. At the same time, both the black men and women seemed to take equal pleasure in pinching, twisting, spanking and pulling at Suzie's creamy white tittie and nipple flesh. 

For over three hours Suzie's creamy white body was violated over and over again until she felt like nothing more than a fucktoy, nothing but a cum receptacle for the men to dump their seed on and in, nothing but a face for the black ladies to ride until Suzie's talented tongue gave them the pleasure they sought and deserved. The spanking, pinching and twisting of her innocent flesh continued unabated as well. Yet, as painful as her ordeal was, it was the loss of her beautiful auburn hair that pained Suzie the most. 

Finally as Suzie's ordeal neared an end, she was helped to her knees much like a rag doll might be. Her eyes remained open, but by then they comprehended nothing. Both her body and mind were numb to the painful suffering she had endured. Her once beautiful head of auburn hair lay in small matted clumps scattered about the floor. Just a short quarter inch of hair stubble remained on Suzie's head and Angel was about to remedy that.

As Suzie's dazed and limp body was held tightly in place by two powerful black men Angel stood over the kneeling white girl and began to cover Suzie's head with shaving cream. Angel wiped her hands on a towel handed to her as she stepped aside and a young black girl with a straight razor took her place. Angel smiles evilly as the black girl used the sharp razor to systematically shave Suzie's head completely bald. To complete the effect, the black girl also shaved off Suzie's eye brows.

Angel smirked wickedly as she realized that in her present state that it would be an hour or more before Suzie would be able to fully appreciate what had happened to her hair. But, Angel was never at a loss when it came to entertaining her guests. With a smile Angel began, "Now I have another lit' white slut waiting in the basement that also needs our attention." Angel laughed as a slight gasp went up among the party guests as they knew that any white girl in Angel's basement would be in for some hours of dreadful torment. 

"Okay, then," Angel smiled as she spoke, "Let's move this party to the basement." Then with a nod of her cute head in Suzie's direction Angel added, "And, bring that bald slut along too." 

The End