It had been six weeks after my encounter with Thomas and Alan, and John, my husband, was falling deeper into being Jessica. Edward Jenkins, his owner, had taken him to Victoria’s Secret and bought him a full wardrobe full of sexy, beautiful clothes. I was so jealous.

Jessica had lost a lot of weight too, and his hair had grown longer. He looked and acted more and more like a woman with each passing week.

I did ask him the question, “Where was all this going? And what of our sham marriage?”

John admitted to me he was now utterly gay. He said he was enjoying life once again as sissy gurl Jessica tempting men. He loved sucking men's cocks and being fucked in his pussy, as he called it.

“You don't mind all those men fucking you do you,” he said.“Anyway, you’re Henry's cock slave now. I hear you begging for his cock every night and day. I’ve watched you suck his cock, kissing it and loving it. You truly love his huge cock. I know how you feel Sammy. I love them, too.”

“Sammy,” he continued. “I’ve watched you bloom from an innocent young wife into a beautiful sex goddess, into a slave to cocks. I'm going to spend the spring with Edward at his place in the country. It will give you time to be with Henry.”

“But John,” I said. “Henry is away on business for a month. I had hoped you and me could become husband and wife again.”

“Oh, I think we’ve moved on from our marriage. Don't get me wrong Sammy. I love coming home to you and Henry, and I love your tips on my dressing and makeup, but I love Edward now. I want to become a woman like you, and live as Edward’s—”

“You want to be his plaything, his whore.”

“Well, aren't you Henry's slut and whore with all those men fucking you, dear?”

“So,” I asked. “Are we getting a divorce?”

“Wow! Hold on dear. No, no, no, we're not getting a divorce.”

“But I want babies, John. Tick, tick, tick. My clock is running, honey.”

“Samantha, you know I can’t give you children, but Henry can breed with you.”

“Are you willing to bring up another man's children? I'm saying this because Henry might not stay around afterwards.”

John looked serious. “Perhaps your children will like having two mommies.”

“When will you be going?”

“In two weeks, Sammy.”

I sighed. “That's about the same time Henry travels to China. I’ll be alone for a month or two.”

“You can throw yourself into your work, or you can have fun and go see Tina and David.”

“Not with Delbert in the wings,” I said.

“Oh, I forgot to tell you. Did you hear about Jenny Stanford? She’s pregnant and living with Delbert and his two friends. Her husband is Delbert's sissy along with Davina, Tina's husband.”

“John, you had me set up for that fate.”

John smiled. “They all lusted after you so much Sammy, but Henry got there first. Crafty old bugger.”

The next weeks passed quickly. I took Henry to the airport and waved him off in a flood of tears. When I returned home, I found money and a letter from Henry.

[I will return in a month or two. You can start by coming off the pill after your next period. The money is for new clothes and underwear, not that you wear any around the house now.]

All my underwear did look worn, so I took a hot bath, shaved very smoothly, and took off to Victoria's Secret.

When I walked into the shop, Anne was serving a customer. I shut the door and walked around the shop floor watching Anne. She smiled at me and came straight over.

“Samantha,” she said. “How are you? It's so good to see you again.”

“It’s wonderful to see you again, Anne.”

“Have you time to stay? I'm closing early today. I only have to finish up here.”

The lady bought her clothes and left. Anne followed her, locked the front door behind her, and pulled the blinds down.

“Now, sweetie,” Anne said. “I can give you all the special attention you deserve. What do you need from me?”

Her eyes burned into mine, and her tongue slowly slipped over her full ruby-red lips as if remembering an old taste.

“I need new sets of panties with bras, some sexy nighties, stockings, and suspenders dresses for parties, too.”

“Oh, that's good. I have a brand new selection from Paris that just arrived. Let's go see them. They’re in the back of the shop.”

We walked into a large but plush back office with a huge stack of boxes in one corner, a large table in the middle of the room, and a large sofa in the corner.

Samantha gestured around the room. “We use this for private viewing for our sissy and trans gurls so it doesn’t upset the ladies shopping out there. We’re seeing many sexy sissies and their male partners now, and they pay for only the best. We had one come in last week along with her sugar daddy. She was so beautiful. When she stripped off her clothes, her clitty had been caged and her anus was plugged with a prostate dildo. l could hear a low humming from the dildo. She had a faraway look in her eyes as her tiny caged clitty dripped copious amounts of pre-cum as we discussed her up-and-coming breast enlargement and the best size suited for her body. She’ll be about the same size as you, Samantha, and firm with large nipples. Her sugar daddy bought her everything, and he constantly dipped his fingertips into her leaking cock to taste her pre-cum and felt her ass.”

That would be Jessica and her owner Edward, I thought.

“So,” Anne continued. “Here we have our new thongs and hipsters, in silk and lace. Do you want to try any on?”

“Yes, please,” I replied.

Anne slowly removed my clothes. “Yes, you definitely need beautiful new underwear, my dear, and for everyday wear, too, to please those sexy men. Or maybe a daddy in your life? Or maybe a sexy lady or two?”

Off came my bra and panties. I was naked in the middle of the office.

“Now then,” Anne said. “Samantha you’re so so pretty. Let's see… you're a small size 8, aren't you? And a 32B bra size?”

Out came the bras and panties, along with five different see-through babydoll nighties. I chose five matching thongs, bras, and hipster panties in various colors of silk and satin. I loved the feeling of the panties over my sensitive pussy lips. Anne's long fingernails scraping and clawing over my bullet-hard nipples and labia made me quiver and shiver with lust.

“You are such a beautiful, sexy woman,” she said. “I just love seeing you so open and vulnerable, so innocent and naked. I could eat you alive.”

“So what's stopping you?” I said in my husky Spanish accent. I slowly wiggled out of a pink pair of silk panties and let them fall to the floor. The cool air drifted over my excited pussy.

Anne bent down and picked up the panties, looking up between my legs at my now thick and hanging labia.

I pushed my hips out into her face. “See anything you like, dear?” I whispered.

“Oh, Samantha, please don't tempt me.”

“I’d like nothing more than to show you a world of pleasure and pain. It’s something I think you would enjoy.”

It was then Anne got up and pulled me to her, kissing me with such force and passion that it took my breath away. She pushed me slowly backward over the desk.

“Stay there girl,” she commanded as her long-nailed fingers gently prised open my thighs.

As she kissed down my tummy, I gasped as her nails scratched gently over the silky skin of my inner thighs. She took a long sniff of my pussy scent which made me shiver with excitement. Her tongue slipped out from between her red lips and slowly licked the full length of my thick and wet labia. Her tongue snaked its way inside my pussy and her hands pushed my thighs wide apart.

Anne whispered, “I’ve been thinking of doing this to you. After our last brief encounter, dear, I want so much to feast again upon your pretty little pussy. I want to lick and probe your tight little starfish. I want to dominate your tight little body. I want to tease and edge you. I want to make you scream out your orgasms, my little, sweet, innocent Samantha. So please let go of your inhibitions and don't hold anything back from me. You can call me mistress or mommy, Samantha. I want you to.”

Her mouth engulfed my pussy, sucking my labia in between her ruby-red lips and sinking her tongue deep. She moaned as her tongue wildly licked deep into my dripping cunt. Her long fingers and nails pulled my thick labia wide apart as she lapped up my free-flowing juices and sucked my growing clitty.

“Yes, Mistress!” I gasped, rubbing my creaming pussy over her nose, mouth, and chin. Her lips closed around my hard clitty, sucking on it hard, softly flicking the tip with her tongue, then sucking hard on it again.

I gripped her long hair in my fists and pulled her head into my cunt. “Suck my little clitty cock. OMG yes. You excite me so much. I'm on fire with lust for you, Mistress, and what you have in mind for me. Oh, Anne. Yes, yes.”

As I lay there over that desk, her mouth clamped over my clitty and she watched my face as she alternated between tongue-lashing my clitty and sucking on it. Her eyes watched every pleasurable and excited expression on my face as my gasps of sensual joy echoed around the room as if amplified tenfold.

Anne slipped from between my open legs, wiped her face clean of my juices, and slipped out of her uniform. Her fit body rippled as she pulled her blouse off and then her bra. Her breasts tumbled out of the cups with her nipples hard and red like big cherries. Her excitement clearly showed as her skirt dropped to the floor and she stepped out of it. I could see a big wet spot outlined in the gusset of Anne's white silk panties, even before removing them. To my surprise, she was shaven clean.

“Samantha,” she said. “I shaved myself clean, like you. I never knew how sensitive it is this way, and fresher, too. The shop is closed and we won't be disturbed this time, my girl. You’re not running away like last time. I’m going to take my time with you, Samantha. Find out what makes you tick and what you enjoy most.”

Then Anne kissed me deeply and wetly on the lips. Our mouths opened and her tongue slipped between my lips, seeking out mine.

She pulled back, and I watched as she opened the drawer next to me. I gasped as I saw handcuffs, rope, whips, floggers, and nipple clips with the large spring-loaded talons that Henry likes.

I moaned as she took my wrist and cuffed me to a ring on one side of the desk. Funny, I thought, how I hadn’t seen those heavy steel rings on the corners of the desk when I came in. And looking about, I now saw iron rings all around the room. Anne then cuffed my other wrist to the desk. The cuffs were tight, and I moaned.

Anne smiled. “Oh, Samantha, You didn't complain about me cuffing you to the desk. You’re a submissive, sweetheart, and I'm going to enjoy that.”

Using rope, she pulled my ankles outwards and secured them tightly to steel rings. She slipped a small pillow slipped under my bottom, which lifted my hips and thrust my pussy and anus higher. I was helpless as she walked around the desk.

Anne reached into the draw and pulled out a riding crop. “Myself and others have been well used on here. Now, it’s your turn to feel my hot lust unleashed on your helpless body.”

Her fingers danced over my taught body, drawing out wanton and submissive moans when she pulled and pinched my nipples. Anne opened another drawer and pulled out a small butt plug. She looked at me, then shook her head and put it back to pick out a bigger one. It was as wide as Henry's plugs but with a longer spindle attached to a slightly curved T-bar base. There was no heart-shaped gem like those we had at home.

Anne looked down at me spread wide open before her. “Open your mouth, you sweet little thing.” She slipped the plug between my lips. “Suck on it and get it wet for your asshole. Oh my, I don’t remember cleaning it after it was used on me last week.”

I sucked on the butt plug, moaning and shivering while she played with my dripping labia. She sank her fingers deep into my cunt, covering them thickly with my free-flowing juices before covering my asshole inside and out. She removed the dripping butt plug from my mouth and slowly pressed it against my anus, twisting and turning the pointed end as she worked it in. My sphincter slowly opened under the pressure. I relaxed and took a deep breath as it broke the seal and my anus sucked the bulbous head inside of me.

“Oh my god!” I cried. My asshole sucked in the plug. The long spindle let the bulbous head travel deep until the T-bar hit my anus hard, making me jump. My muscles contracted and tried to push out the invading head of the plug, only to have the flat end of the bulb bump into my sphincter. I gasped as I sucked it back deep inside of me. The plug was fucking me in and out of my ass. I fucked the air with my hips as the plug slipped in and out, bumping my anus on one side and then the other. I was helpless to stop it, as it was my muscles involuntarily pushing it out and then sucking it back inside of me.

Anne laughed. “Oh yes. Fuck yourself silly, you dirty girl. Don't you just love it? That huge head fucking your little asshole over and over? Hmm, baby girl, can you hear how juicy your ass hole has become? Can you hear your juices slurping as you fuck yourself up the ass over my desk? Your juices are leaking out of your ass onto my writing pad on my desk. Tomorrow as I write my emails, I’ll still smell and taste your ass and cunt.”

“It’s wonderful,” I gasped.

“Yes what?” said Anne, as I felt a stinging blow on my labia.

“Argh,” I cried. “Yes, Mistress!” Another blow came along. This time my nipples were the target as each one she smacked and flogged until they stuck out beautifully. Then Anne pinched and twisted them, making me gasp and cry out in pain as well as sublime pleasure. My pussy gushed with my juices.

It was then I felt a rather fat cock head stretch my labia and slip inside my cunt. I grunted as the thick shaft followed the fat head of the dildo.

The head, however, had started moving as it slipped inside my wet cunt. Then, as Anne held the grip at the end of the strange cock, something round pushed against my swollen cunt lips. Holding the grip pressing it hard against my pussy, she twisted and turned the end of the dildo trying to insert the ball inside me. The head of the dildo vibrated, and the tip rotated and moved up and down fucking my pussy.

I heard Anne as if from far away. “Take the ball, bitch, take the ball. It’s inflatable, and will lock the cock inside of you.”

Suddenly, I opened and the ball slowly slipped inside my cunt right up to the grip. Once inside, Anne pumped air into the ball. Anne also played with my hard clitty, pulling it and flicking it with her long nails. It was all too much for my body and without warning, I exploded into a huge earth-shattering orgasm. I could feel my juices squirting but, blocked by the ball, nothing came out. I moaned and cried, begging Anne to not stop as my orgasm rolled on and on as she slapped my nipples and clitty with the riding crop until, suddenly, she stopped.

Through a thick, slowly subsiding orgasmic haze, I watched Anne walk away. Still, that dildo hummed away deep inside of me and that plug slipped in and out of my ass.

“Mommy,” I begged.”Come back. Don't leave me.”

Anne opened the office refrigerator, took a bag out, and went to the draw where she pulled out a red candle. She lit the candle and slowly walked back to me.

“Mommy is here, darling,” she said, kissing my lips and rubbing an ice cube over my very hard nipple.

I moaned and lifted my chest to aid her quest to pleasure my body. She held the candle over me, and I watched helplessly as she tipped the candle and a few drops of hot, red wax coated my hard, numb nipple.

I screamed in utter pleasure at the sensation of the ice and then the hot dripping candle on my nipples. Anne rolled my nipples between her fingers to break up the hard red wax so she could rub the ice cube over my areolae and drip more hot wax on my nipples.

I lifted my breasts begging for more. Anne slapped my clitty with the riding crop and climbed onto the desk. She lowered her wet pussy to my face.

“Lick mommy's cunt, bitch,” she demanded. “And I will give you what you want, what you need, sweetheart.” She settled her pussy over my mouth.

I opened my mouth wide open and flicked my tongue in and out of her pussy. I licked her clitty and sucked her labia into my mouth to drink her sweet, dripping juices. Then she settled her anus over my nose. I could smell the musky scent as she squatted over my face and rubbed her asshole over my nose. Once again I felt the ice run on my areolae followed by the searing heat of the wax drip over my nipples. My body quivered with the pleasures of hot and cold as still that dildo hummed away deep inside of me and that plug fucked my ass in and out. Anne flailed my inner thighs with the riding crop and hit the tip of my clitty. I screamed again as my whole body tingled and vibrated and another orgasm rose deep within me. Anne ran the ice cube over my hard clitty and then I felt the splash of melted wax on my iced clitty.

My body broke under a huge earth-shattering orgasm. I jerked, fucking the air as my body strained at the bonds holding me tightly as drip after drip of hot wax splattered over my clitty. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over my tingling body. I screamed at the most intense pleasure I had ever felt, and then I passed out.

Yet it was like I was there, floating above the scene unfolding in front of me. Quivering shaking, I was tied across the desk, watching Anne torture me as she continued to drip wax on my nipples and clitty. Then there was stillness, and I felt Anne tapping my face.

“Samantha, Samantha. Wake up.”

Moaning I awoke from my faint as the final waves of my orgasm drifted throughout my body. The dildo hummed away, the anal plug moved in me, and my nipples and clitty burned and stung.

Anne looked so worried. “Samantha, are you okay?”

I gasped. “Oh yes, Mommy. Yes, it was beautiful.”

She carefully removed my butt plug and turned off the dildo, but left it seated deep in my cunt. She then collared my neck with a thick leather collar and snapped a leash to the ring of my collar. Then and only then did she untie me from her desk.

“Get on all fours, you submissive bitch, and lift your ass to me.”

I got down on all fours with my legs wide apart and lifted my ass high. My sore nipples scratched roughly over the well-worn carpet, making me moan. I watched between my legs as Anne put a large glass between my legs and let the air out of the round ball that held the dildo in place, There was a huge slurp and a gush of juices as she pulled out the red dildo.

“Sit up,” she ordered. “Squat over the glass and squeeze out all your juices.”

I positioned my pussy over the glass and squeezed hard, making my juices dribble from my pussy. There must have been about two to three inches of cunt cream and squirt juices in the glass.

Anne put the glass down in front of me and let me see my cunt juices. My undeniably sexual scent drifted to my nostrils. I crawled to it, put my nose over the rim of the glass, and breathed in deeply.

I felt a stinging rebuke as the riding crop hit my open anus.

“Who told you to move, you dirty little bitch?” Anne shrieked.

She hit me again when I did not answer. “I’m sorry, Mommy,” I cried.

“Don't you move,” Anne warned, as I again felt a fat plug inserted in my ass.

“Sit, bitch.” Anne gave me the glass. “You can drink your cunt juices. You sniffed them, so drink them. But hold half of it in your mouth once you have drained the glass dry.”

Feeling incredibly submissive and dirty, I did as I was told. I took that glass and drank half. It was beautiful. I ran my tongue around my mouth, tasting my sweet juices and feeling the sticky texture. I swallowed, then took the next mouthful and held it as Anne had commanded. She bent down and kissed me. Our tongues danced as we shared my cum juices. We passed them back and forth until she signaled me to swallow.

Anne smiled at me. “You are now ready, my darling, to meet my owner and master.”

I heard a voice, a deep, rich Jamaican voice. “You have done very well, little one. You have completed your training.”

I turned and there, sitting on the sofa was a seven-foot-tall black man. He stood, and Anne ran to his side and removed his clothes until only his boxers remained. She then slowly pulled his boxers down and off his legs. I gasped as I saw his huge, black cock fall out. It was eleven inches long and semi-hard. His balls were large ovals that hung low in his scrotum. His cock and balls were shaven clean and smooth.

Anne knelt at his feet and sucked the mushroom head of his cock as if feeding on it.

“There's a good slut,” he said, as he stroked her blonde hair. “It's good you called me with a heads up that you’d found a new bitch and were breaking her in. Have you made her ready for her first breeding of my cock?”

“Yes, Master,” Anne said.

“Samantha,” the man said. “Come along, little bitch, and don't be shy. Come and meet the cock that you will accept as your master from now on. I'm going to make you mine, so put that leash in your mouth and crawl over to your new master. Place your leash in my hands and we will become Master and bitch, for you’re going to be my bitch from now on. You’ll have no name other than bitch. I will own you.”

It was like I was in a trance. Without thinking, I put my leash between my teeth, crawled to him, and put my leash in his huge hand.

He pushed my head towards his rock-hard cock. “Suck my cock, little bitch. Suck it while my other bitch gets your cunt ready for my seed.”

Anne lay on her back and I sat over her mouth. She sucked and licked my juices, making my pussy even wetter, as I held that throbbing monster in my tiny hand. Its veins throbbed as I sucked on his impressive girth. I licked his glans and sucked his knob as my tongue danced around his open pee hole that was dripping pre-cum like a running tap.

I hung on to him as Anne's attention brought another orgasm bubbling up to the surface. Master pushed my head deeper and deeper over his huge cock until, with a gasp from him, I bottomed out and my nose bumped into his pubic bone.

“Well done, bitch,” he said. “Now lick my balls. That's it. You’re a wonderful little cock sucker for a white bitch.”

He started to slowly rock his hips as he held my head between his huge hands. He pulled his cock almost out from between my sucking lips and then pushed all eleven solid, throbbing, black inches of it down my throat.

With each withdrawal, he whispered, “Breathe, bitch, breathe. Never have I, Errol Beckford, found such a woman, such a small white woman, who can take my cock so deep. You’re beautiful, my little bitch. Is she ready whore?”

“Yes, my master,” came Anne’s reply.

My orgasm skipped on the edge of release. I lay on my back with my legs pulled apart by Anne as Errol walked around my prone body.

“Hmm. You have a tight and sweet little body. I’m going to fuck your brains out until you call me Master and submit to my every whim.”

He knelt between my legs with my saliva dripping from his cock and balls as Anne lined his cock up with my dripping cunt. Then I felt his huge mushroom head rub up and down my pussy lips as slowly he pushed forward. The head of his cock broke the seal of my lips, very slowly inching inside of me and stretching my poor pussy wide. My moans could be heard around the room as his massive cock inched its way into my cunt. His huge muscular body covered mine. Quivering, I took inch after inch of his beautiful cock until he bumped my cervix and I gasped. Errol withdrew and rolled his hips until his fat mushroom head slipped past my cervix and delved ever deeper into my cunt.

Silently, I thanked Henry for breaking me in as Errol’s monster cock slipped its way ever deeper to a place no one had ever been until I felt his heavy balls rest on my ass cheeks.

Oh my god, I was filled. Errol’s big frame rested between my thighs, his huge cock twitched and throbbed, and his soft, heavy balls rolled over my anus.

“My hot little bitch," Errol whispered. “I’m in. There aren’t many bitches that can take all my whole eleven inches.”

“Oh, my Master,” I said. “It’s beautiful. It’s so beautiful. Your big, black stallion cock is stretching my cunt so wide.” I was dripping come juices all over his cock and balls as my pussy squeezed his huge cock.

“Please, Errol,” I said. “Please don't come in me. My husband and I are trying for a baby.”

“It’s okay, little one. I’ll pull out unless you tell me to come in you and breed you.”

And then Errol fucked me. Oh my word, did Errol fuck my pussy. On and on he fucked me, withdrawing his cock almost out my cunt so only my labia held on to his huge mushroom head before slamming back in I wrapped my legs around his back as he rode me. I moaned with sweet pleasure as that huge cock took my body to heaven and back. My orgasms flowed like my juices, one orgasm after another until I was screaming as he pounded my body. His jet-black cock foamed with my squirting sex juices as I went wild from my orgasms.

“Fuck me!” I screamed. “Fuck my cunt. Breed me. Fill my belly.”

I screamed over and over again, and suddenly Errol pulled back before thrusting back into my pussy with his cock lined up on my cervix. I felt him explode right into my cervix. Rope after rope of his seed spurted inside of my open womb. Huge amounts of seed filled my womb and cunt with every jolt of his cock as it jetted more seed into me.

Feeling Errol come inside me triggered the biggest orgasm I had ever felt as wave after wave of orgasmic tsunamis crushed my body and my mind went into overload.

I heard myself screaming as if from far away. “Master, Master, I’m coming.” Orgasms crashed over my body again and again until it was all too much and I passed out on the floor.

When I slowly came around, I discovered my legs and hips had been raised by ropes.

“She is coming around, Master,” Anne said.

I heard a slurp and a pop as Errol withdrew his cock from Anne's cunt, I was still quivering from my orgasm, shaken at the sheer size of it.

“Oh, Anne,” I said, sobbing with joy. “It was out of this world. Never have I felt such orgasms.”

“Samantha, sweetheart,” Anne said. You’ve been out cold for thirty-five minutes. He’s breeding you. He’s making you a momma.”

“Anne,” I said. “Help me. I need to get home.”

“No,” said Errol. “I’m not finished breeding your cunt yet, bitch. You were begging me to breed your cunt.”

He gripped my hips as Anne released my ankles from their bondage. Once again, Errol climbed between my white thighs.

“I love your white little cunt,” he said. “And I’m sending you back to your husband impregnated with my seed. Once I’ve finished with you, you’ll be begging to have me again, bitch.”

I looked down and watched him rub his cock, covered in Anne’s creamy juices, up and down my wet cunt.

“You want it, don't you, bitch?”

“No! Please, Errol, please.” But he pushed his cock deep inside of me again. Oh my god, but I was overcome by that feeling you only get when a fat, long cock enters your body.

“Oh, yes,” I begged. “Yes. Fuck me. Fuck your baby girl. Fuck your bitch.”

“Hmm. What did you say? I couldn’t hear that.”

I shouted. “Yes. Yes. Fuck me. Fuck your baby girl. Please, Master, fuck me.

“That's better, bitch. Master’s going to breed you well, my little slut. Boy, is your husband gonna get a shock in nine months when our black baby comes out from between those fat cunt lips.”

Errol fucked me nonstop as I drummed my heels in his back spurring him on and begged for more of his sweet black cock. Faster, deeper, harder, he fucked me until sweat was dripping off us both and my body shivered and quivered for the fourth time as my orgasm ripped through my body. I cried out again with joy and pleasure as Errol filled my cunt with his thick spunk yet again.

He rolled away and his huge cock popped out of my cunt covered in my foaming orgasmic juices. I watched as Anne dove between his legs as he lay on his back, gasping for air. She sucked his cock and balls clean as I lay there utterly exhausted with my legs wide open with his thick white cum gently oozing out. Once she’d cleaned Errol, Anne slipped between my legs and gently licked my sore labia and pussy clean.

“Oh, Anne,” I said. “I’m so sore; I feel like I’ve been fucked by a horse; he’s so big.”

“But didn’t you enjoy him?”

“It was wonderful. I love his huge cock, but I feel utterly fucked out. Look at my poor pussy. It's wide open.” My fingers slipped over my ravaged pussy lips.

“You’re his now, Samantha,” Anne said. “He will want you again very soon.”

“I don't know about that. I'm a married woman.”

“But Errol owns you now. You put your leash in his hand. To him, it's as if you have married him. He owns you.”

I slowly got to my feet, grabbed my clothes, and dressed quickly. I took my bag with my new clothes and left the shop with Errol's cum running out my open cunt and down my milky white thighs. I jumped in my car and drove home.

As I drove home, more than once I wiped my thighs with my fingers as thick lump after lump of Errol's spunk popped out from between my sore cunt lips. And yes, I sucked my fingers clean.

The next day I threw myself into my work, and, as the days passed by, Errol's huge, black, throbbing cock kept jumping into my imagination. With every unguarded moment, I sat and thought of nothing but his cock oozing with thick strings of pre-cum cock. At work or home in bed, in my office or the toilets, my fingers would slip into my dripping pussy and, with two fingers deep inside my dripping cunt and another rolling my clitty, I’d make myself come.

“Oh, Master,” I’d moan over and over. “I need your beautiful black cock.” Each night that went by, I rocked myself to sleep with a big black dildo deep in my cunt while I cried for my master's cock. But still no satisfaction. I was frustrated out of my mind for that cock, my master’s cock.

A week later, I was almost out of control when my phone rang. “Hello,” I said.

“Hi, baby girl.” It was Henry.

“Henry!”

He told me that he wouldn’t be home for another two months. The business was going too well to stop now.

“But Henry,” I cried. “I need you home. Now! I need your beautiful, huge cock fucking my needy pussy. Daddy, you should be breeding me like you promised.”

“I will, baby girl. I’ll do that when I get home. Just relax and I’ll be home soon. I have to run. We’re all going out for dinner here tonight.” The phone went dead.

Tears welled up and I sobbed. I was heartbroken.

I was still crying when my phone went off again. “Hello?”

“Hello, my little bitch,” Errol said.

“Oh, Master, it’s you,” I cried. “It’s you.”

“Are you coming to see me for your next breeding?”

“Yes, Master,” I said. “I’m so lonely without you and your beautiful black cock.”

“Get in your car right now and come over as instructed. I want you here in an hour. If you are late, I will be hard on your poor body.”

“I will be there, Master,” I said.

“You will have my collar on and leash, too.”

“Yes, Master.”

“You will be naked under your coat.”

“Yes, Master.” He gave me an address across town.

I drove like a very silly woman, all the time my heart pumping like a drum and my body shaking and my pussy leaking with excitement. All I could think about was his huge hard cock dribbling with pre-cum juices,

I found the house and pulled up on the drive next to his big BMW. When I opened my door, the cool night air rushed between my naked legs and over my wet pussy. I locked my door, ran to the front door, and rang the bell. I looked at my watch. It had taken me 48 minutes to get here. The door opened and there stood Errol in a pair of shorts.

“Take the coat off, bitch, and hand it to me,” he said.

I looked back to the street at the people walking past the driveway. I unbuttoned my coat and handed it to him. He hung it in the hallway, and every moment felt like an hour until he took my leash, closed the door, and walked me into his front room.

Two other males were sitting in the room. Neither was as big as Errol.

“Walk on, bitch,” Errol ordered, “And sit next to my chair on the bean bag with little bones all over it.

I sat as he had commanded.

“This is my new bitch, gentlemen,” Errol said as he folded my leash.”Open your mouth, bitch.” He pushed the leash into my mouth. “I said sit.”

One of the men spoke. “Hmm, Errol are we gonna play with this bitch like the other bitches you have?”

“No, no, my friends. She is mine to breed. She’s open and ready.”

“Does her old man know you're breeding her?” the other man asked.

Errol looked at me. “Does he know, bitch?”

I shook my head.

Errol took my leash from my mouth. “Does he know, bitch?”

“No, Master,” I said and dropped my head in shame, thinking of Henry and my husband, John.

“Lie back, bitch, and open your legs wide. Show my friends what a sweet white cunt you have.”

I lay back and spread my legs wide apart.

One man got off the sofa. “Errol, that's one beautiful cunt on her. She’s one sweet piece of ass. May I touch her?”

Errol looked down on me. “Yes, Winston, you may feel the goods, but nothing more. I’m breeding this bitch.”

I shivered at Errol’s words. His friend's fingers rubbed my breasts and pulled my nipples. Then, with a smile on his lips, he slipped his hand over my belly and my smooth pussy until his fingers brushed my large labia. I was so excited, they opened like a flower under his touch.

“Errol,” Winston said. “This white bitch is ready to fuck.” Two of his thick fingers slipped rather roughly into my slick cunt.

I gasped and thrust my hips forward. His thumb found my clitty and his fingers found my g-spot. I moaned and submitted to his fingers that were delving ever deeper into my sopping cunt.

“Man, look at her thrusting her hips at my fingers. That’s a bitch in need of a good hard fucking.

Errol laughed. “What if you pull your fingers out of the bitch and leave so I can breed her cunt?”

Winston pulled his fingers out of my dripping cunt and presented them to my mouth. “Clean your mess up, bitch,” he said.

I sucked each finger and lashed it with my tongue until they were clean.

“When you’re ready, Errol, me and this bitch have a date together.”

“We’ll see, Winston,” Errol said. “I’m not finished with this bitch. Now get out, you two. I need some time with my new woman.”

“But Errol—”

“Out!” I heard the door shut with a bang.

Errol walked back into the room. “So, bitch, you’ve made my friends wild with excitement. They’re lusting after that sweet cunt as much as I am. Have you missed your master’s big black cock this week?”

“Oh, yes, Master,” I said.

“Good, good. Did you finger your sweet white pussy last week thinking of my big black cock?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Very good. Did your husband fuck you?”

“No, Master.”

“Why ever not?”

“He’s away working just now.”

“Does he have a big white cock?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Is it like my cock, bitch?”

“No. Master. No man I have ever met has such a beautiful cock as yours. Master.”

“What’s he going to say when our black babies start arriving?”

“He can stay or go. But I won't give up your beautiful big black cock, Master.”

I got on my knees and rubbed my face up and down Errol’s hardening black cock. I kissed the fat mushroom head and pulled his boxers down and off. His full size came into view.

“Master,” I said. “It is truly beautiful.” I kissed his cock and sniffed the man juice oozing out his pee hole. I tasted him and shivered with lust, then sucked that huge mushroom head into my mouth. I worshipped his huge cock. I wanted it. I needed it so very much that I was falling in love with my master’s big black cock.

I licked around and around his huge glans, sucking first hard then soft. My tongue collected his pre-cum and let it run down my throat. I dropped lower and lower, coming back up for air each time. I sucked hard on the way up and softly on the way down. I lashed my master’s cock with my tongue as I worked it deeper and deeper into my throat until I couldn’t take any more. My throat muscles squeezed what of his cock that was in my mouth as my tongue licked the underside. I pulled off his cock only to breathe a quick lung full of air, then went down again. My fingers rolled his saliva-covered balls, milking them for his seed as my index finger played with his anus. I scratched gently and pressed the ball of my finger into his anus until, with a gentle push, my finger slipped ass. I pushed it deeper until I found his prostate and played with it as I sucked his cock.

Errol moaned with pleasure as I sucked him, milked his balls, and played with his prostate. He opened his legs and bent his knees to fuck my throat. Suddenly, he twitched and pulled me off his cock.

“No, no, little bitch. I’m saving my load for breeding you. Samantha, my bitch, you suck my cock wonderfully. You’re a skilled lover, a lover like I’ve been looking for a long time. You’ll be happy to know I won’t be sharing you with any other men just yet. You're going to be my bitch. I’ll keep you here until I release you from bondage.”

He picked me up off my knees with one hand and carried me down a long flight of stairs where I was laid on a big warm bed with big steel rings on each corner. Errol locked my collar to a chain that was attached to a steel ring with a thick padlock.

I shivered with lust. My submissive fantasy of being chained and locked up was now coming true. I truly was a cock slave now!

“There, my little bitch,” he said. “You’ll spend the rest of your time being bred by me, your master.” He also put a heavy gold chain, adorned with the letter Q and a black ace of spades, around my ankle. I knew it meant that I was his Queen of Spades and his white cock slave. He ordered me to all fours and his fingers went to work opening and slipping deep into my wet pussy.

“When I walk in this room you will lay on your back, open your legs wide, and offer me your cunt. You will know only me from now on. With your husband away, I will look after your cunt. I’ll breed you and fill your belly, bitch. Your husband was a fool to leave you alone so hot and horny.”

“Yes, Master,” I said. “He is a fool. I begged him for his babies and he said wait. But I want babies.”

“You won’t have to wait long for my babies, little one. Errol Beckford is breeding you now, as he has many white bitches before you.”

“Master, yes. Fuck my married cunt. Breed me with your huge black cock. I need you so badly, Master.”

He withdrew his fingers and I lay on my back with my legs wide apart and wantonly lifted my hips. “Master, I need babies. I need your black baby boys and girls.”

“Hmm, that's much better, my submissive white bitch. You’re showing your black Daddy respect now. I’ll fill your cunt tonight and all month long. I have such plans for you, my sweet little bitch.”

Errol fucked me all that night with his huge black cock. Over and over it entered my body and made me gasp with utter pleasure. On and on he fucked me. My whimpers and cries seemed to spur him on as he mated with my body.

“You love my cock, don't you bitch,” he whispered in my ear as I had my first orgasm.

“Yes, my Master, yes,” I cried.

Errol kissed me for the first time. I felt his passion and lust in that kiss.

"Oh, Master,” I said. “I am yours. Do whatever you wish with my body, but never stop fucking me, Master.”

“I intend to, bitch, until I fill your belly.”

“Your cock owns me, Master.” Yet another orgasm ripped through me. I could hear the sloshing and slurping of his cock as it worked its magical properties on my cunt.

“I love how you have submitted to my cock. I love fucking your tight white cunt, and I will soon take your asshole too, bitch.”

I was close to another orgasm when Errol said, “I’ll breed you now, my bitch on heat.” He pulled out and lined his cock up perfectly with my cervix, and, at the first squirt from his balls, pressed it hard into the opening of my cervix as he unleashed his orgasm. I screamed as load after load of hot Jamaican spunk filled my womb. My body exploded as yet another orgasm hit and, shaking uncontrollably, I blacked out.

I awoke not knowing the time or what day it was, only that I was collared and leashed in a cellar. An amber light was on in the corner with food on a plate and water in a glass. A potty was in the other corner. There was a note with the food.

[Eat and drink. Keep your strength up and use the potty.]

I drank the water and ignored the food. My body was on fire, and I would have fucked anyone or anything right then and there. My fingers went to my pussy and I felt Errol's cum dripping from me. I dipped my fingers deep within my sloppy cunt, moving them around inside of me, and pulled them out. They were covered in Errol's thick white cum. Needing to taste my master’s cum straight from my cunt, I sucked my fingers clean of my master’s salty spunk.

I heard the stairs squeak and I knew that Errol was watching me, his white bitch, licking her dirty fingers clean. I looked across the room and saw a wet patch on the mattress where I had passed out. A pool of spunk and cunt juices had run out of me when Errol had pulled his cock from my cunt after I had passed out screaming in orgasm.

I crawled to the wet patch and lapped and licked the sticky mess off the mattress. As I licked up our cum, I noticed a steel door with a square opening with vertical steel bars. Through the opening, I saw Master watching me intently. My eyes never left his as I cleaned our sticky mess from the rubber mattress. Then I heard the door’s steel bolt slide back and the door slowly swung open.

Immediately, I rolled onto my back with my legs wide open and my arms above my head. I thrust my hips at Errol.

“So fucking dirty,” he said. “So fucking erotic you are, little bitch.”

“Fuck me, Daddy,” I begged. “Fuck my white cunt and breed me.” I thrust my cunt at his big black cock.

“Mmm, yes, bitch. I'm here for just that purpose, to breed your cunt. But first, you need to be cleaned. You stink of cunt cream and man spunk. I need you cleaned up, and I need to clean up in here.”

I was on my knees in a flash kissing and sucking Errol's beautiful cock. “Fuck me first. Please, Daddy, breed my cunt.”

“No. You stink, bitch. Winston and Jazza will take you and clean you up in the shower room before we breed again.”

It was only then that I noticed Jazza and Winston had been standing there watching me. I heard them gasp at my wanton show of sexual lust for Errol's cock.

“Winston, Jazza,” said Errol. “Take my breeding bitch and wash her clean. There will be no fucking in any hole. Do you hear me, my friends?”

“Yes,” both men said.

My hands were cuffed and I was told to stand. My collar was unlocked from my leash and removed. Winston and Jazza walked me up the stairs and then up a second flight of stairs, where we turned right into a big bathroom with a huge open wet room.

I was lifted and my cuffed hands hung on a hook in the ceiling with my feet still on the ground. A big square shower head above my head was turned on. For a time it ran ice cold, long enough to clear my head.

Sammy, I thought, what the hell are you doing here hung up like a piece of meat? Get home or you’re going to be in big trouble!

The water grew hot and steamy. Winston and Jazza left briefly, then returned naked.

Oh, I thought, more black cocks. The men soaped me all over and washed my hair with shampoo. All the while their fingers explored my pussy and ass. My breasts were touched and my nipples pulled. I was so excited, I blurted out, “Fuck me.”

Jazza laughed. “Look how Errol’s got her high for sex. Let’s fuck her asshole. He’ll never know… Come on, man, get those cuffs off so we can have some fun with this horny white bitch.”

Off came my cuffs. I dropped to all fours in the hot spray of the shower and Jazza offered me his fat cock.

“Suck it, bitch,” he said. “Come and suck it.”

I crawled between his thighs and kissed his big cock head. His cock was a fat eight inches long. I devoured it to the root as I sucked and squeezed him with my throat muscles.

“Oh man,” Jazza said. “Is she good or what? No wonder Errol keeps her to himself.” He held my head and fucked my throat. I sucked harder and harder until he was moaning, “Oh my god. Oh my god. I'm coming, man. I'm coming.”

Jazza came in my mouth and I drank him down but kept sucking him hard to drain his balls of his seed.

“Oh my god,” he screamed. “She’s sucking my balls through my cock. She’s feeding off my spunk. Man, she must be some kind of cum vampire.

I let go of Jazza’s cock and turned to Winston. “Give me that cock. I want it. I want it now.”

“Come and get it, bitch,” Winston said. “I’ve wanted you from the first time I clapped eyes on that sweet white cunt of yours.”

I kissed his cock head, keeping eye contact with him as I sucked on his full 9 inches. Winston held my head fucked my throat.

“I want that white cunt, man,” Jazza said. “Errol will never know.”

All I need, I thought, is for Errol to turn up and see what’s going on, then there will be trouble.

Jazza was holding my hips and pounding my cunt when the bathroom door opened just as Winston pulled his cock out my mouth and sprayed rope after thick rope of cum all over my face.

“What the fuck are you two doing with my bitch?” Errol shouted.

Covered in spunk, I looked up at Errol. “They’re fucking me, Daddy. They’re breeding me. And oh my god, it’s wonderful.”

“No!” Errol shouted. “The bitch is mine, all mine.”

Errol took hold of Jazza and pulled him out of my cunt. Jazza dodged Errol’s swing as I dropped to the shower floor and rolled out of the way. Winston pushed Errol backwards and he and Jazza both ran out of the bathroom and fled downstairs. Bellowing like a bull, Errol jumped up and ran after them.

I knew this was my chance to get away. I followed Errol and watched them run into a back room. I grabbed my coat and threw it around me, feeling in my pocket for my keys and phone. I fled to my car, jumped in, started it, and locked the doors.

Errol came running from the house. “Where are you going, woman?”

“I’m out of here, Errol. Goodbye!”

“But we're not finished yet. Come back, Samantha.”

“I’m finished, Errol. I’m finished with your bullshit games.”

Winston and Jazza came out of the house. Errol turned to his friends. “It’s all your two's fault. I lost me bitch.”

I reversed out of the drive. In the rearview mirror, I saw Errol Beckford fighting with his two friends as I drove away. “I’m well out of that relationship, I thought. I was homeward-bound. I was going home.

I parked my car in the garage. Then I showered the men’s scent from my used body. Oh my god, I thought as I washed my flat tummy. I could be with child. I could be pregnant with Errol’s child.

What the hell had I been thinking? I had to stop these crazy obsessions with large black cocks.

Six days later, I heard knocking at my door. “Sammy, Sammy, are you there?”

I heard a key fit in the lock. “Sammy. It's me, John.”

I opened the door.

“What’s going on?” John said. “What’s happened?”

“Whatever do you mean?” I said.

“Don’t play coy with me, Sammy. Delbert told me you were in deep with Errol Beckford, of all people. Sammy?”

“I’m finished with him,” I said. “And he knows it.”

“Does he, Sammy?”

“Yes! He and I are finished. I don’t know what came over me with him.”

“Hmm, a very large black cock. I think.”

“Oh John, it was truly huge.”

“You have to keep your feelings about big black cocks under control, honey.”

“I will,” I said. “I’m off back home again, to momma’s and poppa’s, to relax and take stock of my life. Our lives, John.”

“Well,” said John. “Say hi to Pedro for me.”

Two days later, I was at home with my momma and poppa. I had also missed my period, so I ran to the clinic for a pregnancy test. It was inconclusive this early, they said, and to come back next month.

Am I pregnant? I worried. Am I having a black man’s baby?