As I knelt there in the middle of the room, my face wet with Jake's
cum and my saliva I realized that I had finally descended into the depths
of total submission and humiliation. In one night, I had become a total
whore to black cock. I had allowed myself to be treated like a sex slave,
to be used for the pleasure of black men and to service their cocks at
their whim. Now I found myself in an incredible position. I was trapped in
a black guy's apartment, naked and with no hope of getting my clothes back
unless I did what they wanted, which was to suck and get fucked by God only
knows how many black guys. I could hear a small party going on in the next
room, and the doorbell kept ringing and more guys kept coming over. I had
been slapped, spanked and totally humiliated; I had no credibility left,
except as a cock whore.
Still contemplating my fate, I peeked into the other room and saw
at least 12 black guys standing around the room. I also noticed that about
five of them either had their pants down or they had taken their pants off
completely and were standing around waiting to be serviced. I looked at
them, their black cocks dangling in different states of erection, swinging
back and fourth as they moved, walked or laughed and I found myself once
again mesmerized by the movement of black cocks. To my surprise, I noticed
that my own cock was starting to shift slightly, and I knew I was getting
excited again. Despite all that I had gone through that night, I was
getting hard at the sight of black cocks! I realized that my addiction was
almost complete. I would have thought that after what had just happened, my
humiliation and spanking in front of all those guys, I would not be
excited. But I was wrong. I apparently still wanted more black cock. My
lust for it was insatiable. The more I looked at them, dangling and
tempting me, the more I noticed my mouth starting to water and my lips to
tremble slightly with the anticipation of black cock in my mouth.
I gathered up the courage and stepped out into the room. Jake and
the rest looked at me and smiled. He knew I was ready for more cock, he
could see my dick starting to harden and the look of lust on my face. He
especially noticed my eyes glued to the cocks swinging in the air and
calling me to them.
One of the guys with his pants off and his cock hard and sticking
straight out sais, "Get over here, bitch, and suck my dick". He juts his
hips forward, exposing his hard fat cock towards me. I walk up to him,
kneel in front of him and start to lick under his cockhead. I grab on to
his husky thighs and start to lick and suck at his cockhead. Immediately,
all the other guys with their cocks out stand around me and poke their
cocks at my face. I am now surrounded by five large black cocks all waiting
to be sucked. They are all hard now and as I suck the first one, I grab two
others, one in each hand, and start to massage them slowly. I now start to
suck the first guy in earnest as the other cocks surround my head and
face. Some start to rub their cocks on my head, it's hard to know exactly
who is who, there are so many cocks around my face and they are so close, I
feel I am completely engulfed in black cock. I start to move from one cock
to the next, sucking each one a little in turn. I massage the cocks and
play with the balls as I do so, getting them all excited and hard. I can
hear the group making comments about me. "Suck that cock, you fucking
faggot! You like that dick, don't you, bitch? Suck my balls, bitch! Suck it
good!" As I went from cock to cock, my head was guided from behind by one
of the guys in the group. As time went on, the cocks became more and more
covered in saliva, and my mouth started making louder and louder slurping
and sucking sounds. My face was covered in saliva, pre-cum and cock sweat.
The first guy I started sucking grabs my head by the hair and
starts to pump his cock into my mouth, "Keep sucking, bitch, don't let it
out. Suck my dick good, bitch." I could tell he was getting hotter and
closer to blowing his load. I let go of one of the other cocks and started
to massage his big, tight shaved balls. He guided my head faster and faster
towards his cock, my mouth open and face fucked, making loud slurping
sounds in the process. As he speeded up, pushing my head towards him, his
cock going in and out of my mouth faster and faster, I knew he would blow
any minute. "Keep sucking, bitch! I'm gonna nut in your face, bitch! Take
my nut, cocksucker!" As he sais this, he starts to cum in my mouth in huge
spurts. I start to swallow as much as I can, but he just keeps cumming! He
pushes my head back and his cock pops out of my mouth as he continues to
spurt cum on my mouth and face. "Eat it, bitch! Eat my nut, faggot!" I am
covered in it! This guy had some huge balls and never stopped cumming!
After the first, I just kept sucking one cock after the other, each cumming
in my mouth and on my face in succession. I was starting to be covered in
cum. I had swallowed a huge amount, and the rest just globed on my face or
dripped down my neck and chest. My mouth was just a fucking hole for black
cock.
I had definitely gone past the original five cocks because it
seemed that as one of the came on me, another seemed to pop up in its
place. There always seemed to be five or six black cocks around my head. I
was in a trance of black cock. I just kept sucking and sucking, and
swallowing and swallowing cum. At one point, I could feel the cum dripping
down my chest, past my stomach and onto my own cock, which I now noticed
was as hard as a rock! Until that moment, I had been too concentrated on
sucking black cock to notice that I was hard, but when I felt the excess
cum drip on it, I realized I was a cocksucking whore for black cock. The
oral gangbang I was taking would have been too much for almost anyone, but
my hunger for black cock and cum seemed insatiable! I just kept sucking!
The gangbang was turning into a bukkake party, because my face was now
glazed with cum and my stomach was filled with it. I must have sucked
almost everyone in that room! I lost count, but it must have been about
twenty cocks, one after the other. The guys at the party even commented on
what a whore I was, how covered in cum I was and how much cock and cum I
could take.
I heard Jake say, "I told you this bitch is like a crack whore for
black cock!" I heard others laughing. I was beginning to believe it myself.

There I was, in the middle of Jake's living room, sucking black cock
and covered in cum. My face, my hair, my chest, my stomach, all covered and
dripping cum from all the black cocks I sucked that night. Jake comments,
"I told you this bitch is like a crack whore for black cock!" He was right!
I had gone to the depths of depravity in just one evening. I had been
fucked, slapped, spanked, humiliated and I sucked more cocks than I could
count, I had swallowed what seemed like a gallon of cum and my face and
body were covered in the cum of black men I didn't know. As I finished
sucking the last cock to be thrust in front of my face, I realized I was
really exhausted. My mouth was hurting from being stretched by big black
cock, my throat was sore and my knees were hurting from kneeling on the
hardwood floor for what seemed like hours. In reality, I had lost track of
time. I wasn't sure how much time had gone by since I first entered the
movie theatre, sometimes it seemed to have gone by fast, at others it
seemed like days.
As I thought all this, I'm brought back to reality by the guy I'm
sucking starting to talk, "Oh, fuck, bitch. I'm cumming! Swallow that nut!"
He cums in my mouth and I swallow as ordered. It looks like it's going to
be the last cock for now, because as he pulls away from me, I can see I'm
the only one left in the middle of the room and almost everyone else is
gone. I'm left kneeling in the middle of the room dripping cum. Jake walks
up to me and grabs the back of my head. "You did good, bitch. You took care
of my friends, even though I had to slap you around a bit. I hope you
learned your lesson?" I look up at him meekly and answer, "Yes, sir." He
smiles, "Good. You can clean yourself up and go now. I got to get ready for
my other bitch coming over." I look at him a bit puzzled and he sais,
"Don't be getting jealous, bitch! I'm talking about my female bitch, not
another faggot. Clean yourself up! You look like a used crack whore, you
are one rank bitch!" I could only imagine what I looked like! I get up and
go to the bathroom. When I turn on the lights and look in the mirror, I'm
shocked at the way I look! I was plastered in cum! I had never seen
something like it before! My hair was covered in cum and my face and chest
were glazed in it, with thick globs of it sticking to parts of my face! I
did look like a crack whore for black cum! I had degraded myself to such a
point that it shocked me to look! I got into the shower and cleaned all the
cum off my body. The hot water felt good after such a strenuous night. I
was exhausted and my stomach was full. I need to drink water or something
to get the cum and cock taste out of my mouth. I was impregnated in it.

I get out of the shower and dry myself with a towel and proceed to the
living room where the only one left is Jake. "I'm finished", I said
meekly. "Good. Your clothes are over there. You can go now, bitch", he says
as he watches TV. I get dressed and try to leave quickly, making sure not
to make too much noise as I leave. As I close the door behind me, I have a
feeling of relief that I was allowed to leave finally! I was starting to
get worried that I would never get out! I hurried down the stairs, trying
to be quiet, and when I finally opened the front door and felt the air hit
my face, I had a sense of elation. I noticed that it was just barely
beginning to get light and I ran to my car as quickly as I could without
attracting too much attention. As I reach the car, I quickly check my
pockets for all my things, and I get a huge sense of relief when I realize
everything is there: wallet, keys, money! I get in the car and drive away
quickly.

All I wanted to do was get home! I would have to call work and call in
sick, because there was no way I could go to work after a night like that!
Everything was sore, including my ass. Even though I had sucked way more
than I had gotten fucked, I had taken some big cocks for the first time in
my life. As I drove, I could feel my ass was still stretched open from the
fucking I took. I realized that now that I was sitting down and had my ass
pressed against the seat, I had become very aware of my asshole. It still
throbbed from the black cocks that had opened it up and slid deep into
it. I could almost feel them sliding into my ass, as if it were happening
again, and it was very disconcerting. I got home, left a message at work
and went straight to bed! I fell into a deep sl**p in seconds.

I woke up the next day after having slept for almost the entire day and
as I looked around my room, everything that had happened the night before
seemed like a dream now. I was back in my own apartment, in my own life and
the experience with black cock was now in the past. I had tried it, had a
wild ride and now I felt lucky to have gotten out and to be back safe at
home. I decided that I wasn't going to try it again. I had gotten off lucky
and I had taken more cock in one night to last me a lifetime! I was going
back to my regular life for good!

I soon discovered that as any good addict knows, just because you
decide to go clean, doesn't mean it's easy. As time went on and the days
and weeks passed, I realized that I was having dreams about black cock. I
would stay up all night, tossing and turning, unable to sl**p and dreaming
to sucking on a big black cock and I could feel my asshole throb for a cock
to slide into it and satisfy my urges. I was having withdrawal symptoms! My
body wanted more black cock and it was driving me crazy! I kept dreaming of
black cock night after night, and I would have to jack off about twice a
night just to be able to get to sl**p. Sometimes the withdrawal symptoms
would come to me during the day, when I was at work! I would be sitting in
my office chair and my asshole would start to throb uncontrollably. I could
feel it wanted to be fucked. Once this started, my mouth would start to
water and I would remember the feeling of having a big juicy black cock
sliding in and out of my mouth. It would drive me to distraction! The worst
part of it was that whenever I saw any of the black guys who work in my
office, I would imagine what their cocks looked like and I would fantasize
about sucking them off in the office. I found myself instinctively glancing
at their crotches, trying to check their packages out. This made me very
nervous because I thought that if I kept doing it, I would eventually be
caught by someone. Someone would notice that I was staring at the black
guys' crotches in the office and that would be the end for me! As time went
by, all I could think about was black cock! I dreamt about it, I fantasized
about it, I jacked off to the thought of it, I couldn't get it out ofmy
head! And my body didn't help either, because I would relive the sensations
of being penetrated by black cock in my mouth and in my ass! My nose could
smell the musk of black balls and I could remember the taste of cum in my
mouth. I had to do something because I was going nuts!

And then one day it happened. I pick up the receiver of my office phone
to answer a call and a familiar voice says, "Bitch, I need you to come over
and entertain some business associates of mine." My face turned beet red
and my heart started pounding so hard I thought I would have a heart
attack! Luckily I was alone in my office and there was nobody around to see
my reaction. "You hear me, bitch? I need you to come over and help
entertain some people at my place, you understand, bitch?" Jake repeats
this last sentence in a louder and more annoyed voice. "Yea....Yes, I
understand," I stammer. "Come over this Friday at nine and be ready to make
me look good, bitch. I don't want none of your bullshit from last time, you
understand, bitch?"

"Yes, I understand. I'll be there. Please don't call me here any...."

"Bitch, I'll call you wherever I want to," he interrupts loudly and
aggressively. "Who the fuck you think you are, bitch? Remember you just a
two bit black cock whore, and you do what I say, understand?"

"Yes, yes, please don't yell, please," I respond pathetically, desperate
for him to stop yelling on the phone.

"You nothing but a faggot for black cock! Or did you already forget all
them dicks you took in your mouth and up your ass?"

"No, I didn't forget."

"I thought so! I didn't think you would forget the taste of my black dick
in your mouth!," he laughs as he says this. "Tell me you didn't forget the
taste of my dick in your mouth, bitch!" I hesitate. "I said tell me, or I'm
coming over there right now and making you tell me!"

"I didn't forget the taste of your dick in my mouth," I say as quietly as I
possibly can.

"Good, I now you been thinking about my dick, all bitches do! I better see
you on Friday, bitch!"

"Yes, sir."

I hung up the phone and was in a panic! He had called me at work! How the
hell did he have my number, or know where I worked! I kept thinking over
and over again how he could have known and then I realized that while I was
sucking and getting fucked, he must have looked through my wallet, it's the
only explanation. I knew I was screwed, he could just blackmail me
constantly and I would have to spend my weekends sucking black cock and
getting fucked by who knows how many black guys! This was out of control
already, more than I ever imagined. How did a trip to a glory hole turn
into this?

As I sat there thinking, I heard a noise in the hallway right outside my
office door. More panic! My heart started racing but I tried to get myself
together so I looked normal at least. I look at the doorway and see Steven,
a black co-worker of mine walk into my office. "Hey, how's it going?"

"Hey, fine", I respond nervously. He just stands there and looks at me
intently for a while and then says, "You know, I was getting some water and
I couldn't help but overhear your phone conversation." I turned beet red
instantly! "Don't worry, man, I'm cool with it," he says as he comes closer
to my desk and closes my office door. "I understand the need to play on the
down low." I looked at him blankly and a bit puzzled. "You don't know what
that means", he says. "No", I respond nervously. "That means when two men
play with each other secretly, on the down low, get it?" I nod.

"I couldn't help but overhear that you were remembering the taste of
someone's cock in your mouth." I kept getting redder and redder, but I
didn't say a word. I didn't know what to say. He keeps looking directly at
me, with a little smile on his face and I notice that he slips his hand
towards his crotch and starts to rub his pants gently. I am scared stiff,
but I can't help looking at his crotch and his hand rubbing his cock
through his pants.

"I hadn't realized you played on the down low, that's good. I've been
looking for a playmate but didn't think there was anyone here at the
office. I sure didn't peg you for a cocksucker!"

"You don't understand. That's not what it seems like", I say nervously.

"Not what it seems like? You said you remembered the taste of dick in your
mouth. What else could that possibly mean?"

I had no answer. What could it possibly mean? How could I possibly explain
that comment! My mind raced trying to come up with something, but I just
sat there looking at him.

"Sounds like a cocksucker to me! Don't worry though, I'm not here to
embarrass you or out you as a cocksucker. I'm just here to play a little."

He kept calling me a cocksucker and it was making me really nervous, we
were at the office! This was a coworker of mine! What did I get myself
into! Suddenly, he unzips his pants and pulls out his cock. It's semi-hard
already and sticking through the zipper. He rubs it and massages it gently
as he keeps looking directly at me. He then unbuckles his pants, leaves the
flaps open and lowers his jockeys a bit around his waist, so that his cock
and balls are completely exposed. He had a beautiful cut cock and tight
balls with trimmed pubic hair. He moved over to a table next to my desk and
leaned back on it. His pants open, his underwear lowered and his cock and
balls completely exposed to me, just feet away! I couldn't believe this was
happening in my office! I just stared at his cock. I couldn't keep my eyes
off it, and he knew it.

"Like what you see?" I just kept staring at his cock and said nothing!

"Yeah, I know you do. You're making me hot looking at my cock like that. I
know you want a little taste."

As he said this I noticed how his cock was starting to throb more and more,
bouncing up and down with every flush of bl**d coursing through his
veins. I was mesmerized by the bobbing cockhead in front of me, and noticed
how it grew and thickened as it raised its head towards me and stuck
straight out and slightly up, with a slight bend in the middle that made
the cockhead be higher than the shaft. My mouth was starting to water and I
was getting more and more flushed. If my intention was to pretend it was
all a misunderstanding, I was doing a terrible job. I realized that if I
was going to keep denying what he heard, I shouldn't be staring at his
cock! Someone else would have complained by now, said something in protest
of his presumptuous action. But not me, I just stared at his throbbing cock
and couldn't keep my eyes off it.

"You're just going to stare at it?" he asks.

I look up at him embarrassed, not knowing what to say or do. I know I want
to suck it, but I'm too scared because of who he is and where we are.

"Come on, you know you want to suck it. It's OK, it'll be our little
secret. It'll be fun. You got me hard as a rock, you can't leave me like
this now, and besides, we better get going before the cleaning crew start
coming. You wouldn't want them to find us with my cock in your mouth."

His last comment made me nervous. My eyes darted back and forth from his
face to his cock as I decided what the hell to do. My mouth was watering
and I wanted to feel his cock in my mouth but fear was holding me back. I
finally just went for it. I slowly slid off my chair and onto my knees
directly in front of him. His cock was now straight in front of me,
throbbing with every heartbeat, tempting me to take it in my mouth. It was
so close to me, I could smell his clean skin and his cologne and expensive
suit pant. I look up to his face and see him looking down at me. I notice
how handsome he really is. I had never noticed that before, but now, on my
knees in front of him, looking up at his face and with his hard cock
throbbing inches from my mouth, I notice.

"That's it, you know you want to suck it. Don't be nervous, just go
ahead. It's OK."

I grab onto his thighs, open my mouth and start to lick his cockhead. I
move my head to the side and start to lick the underside of his shaft, up
and down his cock shaft.

"Oh, yeah, that's nice, keep going, don't stop", he says.

I get to his balls and start to lick all over them. Then I begin to suck on
them. They are nice and tight and rubbery and they smell and taste musky,
but clean. He must have gone to the gym and taken a shower during the
day. I stay on his balls for a while and then pull back and take his cock
into my mouth and start to slowly suck it in and out of my wet mouth.

"Oh, fuck, that's good. You are a cocksucker. You're a great cocksucker."

His comments made me hotter and made me want to please him even more. I
started sucking in earnest now, taking his cock all the way in and then
pulling out to the head and back again. All with my mouth wet and
watering. His cock tasted great! I was getting hotter and hornier as I
sucked his beautiful cock. I started to moan as I sucked; on my knees,
holding on to his thighs, sucking and slurping his cock in and out of my
mouth. He kept moaning and making sounds of pleasure. The more he moaned,
the hotter I got and the more I wanted to suck him. It was a slow, erotic,
wet suck and I didn't want it to end, but I could tell he was getting close
to blowing his load. His hips were moving slightly forward almost
uncontrollably, trying to thrust more of his cock into my mouth. I felt his
hips tremble and shudder slightly as my lips slid down his shaft, taking
more and more of his cock into my mouth. My mouth was starting to water
more and more as I could taste his precum, making his cock slide past my
lips faster and faster, my mouth slurping louder and louder, in rhythm with
his thrusting hips and both our moans of pleasure. I knew he was going to
blow and second now, and I was ready to taste his cum. I also realized that
I had gotten pretty good at cocksucking. I was doing a great job. I was
giving him one hell of a blowjob. I was getting him to blow his load in a
short time. Even though I didn't want it to end, I was happy I was able to
make him cum so fast because I was a good cocksucker. I thought of all
those cocks I had sucked at Jakes house and it made me suck even harder.
All of a sudden he puts his hand on my head and starts to moan louder, "Oh
god, don't stop, I'm going to cum, OHHH, fuck!" And he starts to cum spurt
after spurt of cum into my mouth and throat. I swallow in rhythm with his
spurts of cum, and for a moment I'm like a baby sucking on a bottle.
Sucking and swallowing hungrily. When I don't feel any more cum spurting in
my mouth, I finally let his cock pop out of my mouth and look up at him,
catching my breath, strings of saliva still connecting my mouth to his
cock.

"Oh, god, that was good! You suck cock like a pro! I never imagined you
would be such a good cocksucker." As he says this, he moves his hands and
fingers through my hair and around my head. I just smile at him and stick
my tongue out and start to lick his cockhead again. As he looks down at me
and caresses my hair, I continue to lick his cock clean and dry and to kiss
his balls and cockhead. We stay like that a while, not wanting it to end. I
just want to keep licking and sucking his cock, but I notice it's starting
to deflate slowly. I just can't seem to get my mouth off it! Then I rest my
head on his thigh and my cheek on his cock and we stay that way a while as
he continues to caress his fingers through my hair.

"If you're up to it, we could do this on a regular basis, man. I could use
a bow job like this every now and then. You are one good cocksucker!"

I move my head to look up at him and say, "And you have a beautiful cock! I
could suck you all day long!" I look back down to his cock and begin to
kiss it. I wanted more; I couldn't get my mouth off it!

I couldn't believe I had found him in my office! I couldn't believe I had
this guy for myself right here all the time! He was nice, clean, handsome
and I would be able to suck black cock to my hearts content without having
to worry about him. I was so content, I had forgotten all about Jake.

There I was, in my office, on my knees, licking Steven's cock that
I had just sucked. All I wanted was to keep licking and kissing his cock. I
was oblivious to the fact that we were in my office after hours and that we
could be caught at any moment. I didn't even know if there was anyone
working late or not!

"Hey, man, we better get going, it's getting late. You sure like dick,
don't you?" Steven says to me, pushing my head back slightly and trying to
get me to stop mouthing his cock.

"We can do this again some other time, we better go." He notices what I had
failed to notice until now. When I had black cock in the vicinity of my
mouth, or hands, or ass, I lost all ability to control myself and to assess
the situation I was in. I went into a trance and frenzy of cock. He had to
push me off his cock, because I was in a trance and just kept licking and
kissing his cock and balls. I couldn't seem to stop, or to realize I was
lost in a cock haze. This was what the guy on the internet had warned me
about. This was the black cock addiction I was so obviously in, but still
couldn't recognize.

"OK, I have to go. I'll see you tomorrow at the meeting. Remember, this is
our little secret, got it?"

"Yeah, got it, don't worry", I respond. As I say this, I notice that he is
a little concerned about me. I was acting so addicted to his cock, that I
worried him a little! I think he thought I was unreliable, or one of those
guys who would start to go after him once they meet up. Had I become one of
those guys already? Was I one of those guys you had to keep your distance
from because they couldn't control themselves and people worried they would
do or say something stupid? All I knew was that I loved Steven's cock and I
already wanted more. I wanted him to fuck me, but I was afraid to ask
him. I could see he was a little freaked about having gotten a blowjob from
a coworker in the office, and I didn't want to scare him away.

The next day at the meeting, we met as usual and we acted as if
nothing had happened at all. You wouldn't have known anything from the
looks of us. It was perfect. I made a point of acting this way, even barely
noticing Steven, so as to put his worries about me to rest. I wanted
another go at his cock, and I didn't want to scare him or make him feel
uncomfortable about me. I decided to just wait for him to make the next
move, and I realized that it could be a while. I was going to give him all
the time he needed, but I was pretty sure he would come back for another
blowjob at some point. In the meantime, I thought about his cock and
sucking him and it drove me crazy. I also began to realize that Friday was
coming soon and that I would have to face Jake. I wasn't sure what I was
going to do about him, but I knew I was stuck for now. He had me by the
balls! I was going to have to go over to his place Friday night and
entertain his "business

associates."

During the day on Friday, I tried to do my work and concentrate on
the task at hand, but as time went on and it got closer to 5:00 pm, I
noticed that I was starting to think about what I was going to have to do
at Jakes. I started to get excited about all the black cocks I would surely
have to suck and I wondered if I would get fucked in the ass. I had only
gotten fucked twice. The majority of the time his friends wanted me to suck
them, so I fantasized about being fucked by big black guys and it was
making me hornier as the day wore on. Quitting time finally came and I went
straight home to get ready. I showered, cleaning out my ass well in
anticipation of possibly getting fucked. As I cleaned my ass out, I
realized that I was getting hard just thinking about getting fucked. Hell,
I was cleaning my ass out, period! Who would do that but a cock crazed
addict! I dressed and got ready. I wore old clothes because chances were I
would be taking them

off quickly and they would be on the floor anyway. In reality I had mixed
feelings. I was excited at the thought of black cock, but I was scared
about this situation with Jake, who had this control over me and was
blackmailing me for his and his friend's sexual enjoyment. He considered me
a bitch to be used whenever he wanted, and the worst part of it was that,
for now anyway, I was stuck in this because of my own stupidity, and my own
insatiable lust for black cock. He knew I craved it, even if it meant
humiliating myself to get it, and that was his main power over me. How did
I let this get so far! The situation was spiraling out of control. I was
taking increasingly dangerous risks, like sucking Steven in the office. I
was constantly dreaming and fantasizing about black cock, so much so that
it was hard to concentrate on my work and on my life. It's like black cock
had taken over my life almost completely and I was now trapped in its
web. As I drove

to Jake's, I decided that I was going to use tonight to see how I could
end this and get out of this situation. I wasn't sure how I was going to do
it, but I would be on the lookout for an opportunity and see what I could
work out.

After parking the car some blocks away like last time, I walked to
Jake's apartment and as I stood in front of his door, my heart was pounding
in my chest. I could barely believe what I was doing, again! And I could
barely believe how all this had happened, how I couldn't control my need
for black cock and what lengths I was going to satisfy my addiction. I
finally knock on the door and waited. Jake opens the door and looks at me
with a smirk, "I knew you would come back for more, bitch. Can't get enough
dick!", he laughs as he says the last thing.

"OK, bitch, you know the drill. Take off your clothes and put on your bitch
clothes like last time. I got some business associates I need you to
entertain, so you better be a good bitch and show them a good time. Don't
give me none of your bullshit lip from last time, or you're getting a real
beating this time! You understand me, faggot?"

"Yes Sir", I said meekly as I undressed.

"Before you dress, I need you to clean yourself out real good and shave
your pussy and ass. My associates like a smooth pussy."

I look at him with surprise. Not knowing what to do exactly. He wants me to
shave my ass! "What do you mean, I'm not sure . . ."

"I mean sit on the floor with a mirror and shave your ass and pussy clean,
bitch. What's so hard to understand. I don't want no hair on your ass or
around your pussy. I got everything you need in the bathroom. Now hurry up,
bitch, you don't have much time!"

I drop the last of my clothes on the floor and go to the bathroom where I
find shaving cream, a mirror and a lady's disposable safety razor. After
washing myself well, I get on the floor with my legs up and with
difficulty, manage to apply shaving cream and shave myself smooth, using
the mirror to see what I'm doing. Considering the uncomfortable position I
was in, I did a pretty good job, even shaving my balls but leaving my pubes
on top. My asshole and balls were shaved smooth and I think I got most of
the hair off my ass. Every time I came to Jake's, he transformed me more
and more into a bitch. First came the talk and the names, then the bitch
clothes, and now I was shaved smooth like a girl. I quickly cleaned myself
up and put my thong/bitch clothes on that he had given me last time. As
before, my ass was completely exposed, but my cock and balls were held
firmly in the tight pouch and there was only a thin string waistband
holding the whole thing

up.

As I walk to the living room, I can feel the difference that being
shaved makes. I can feel my balls and the inside of my ass cheeks rubbing
against each other as I walk and my whole ass is hyper-sensitive. I can
even feel the air on my newly shaved ass. He made me super sensitive to the
touch and I felt even more exposed and sexualized than before. I noticed
that I walked differently with everything shaved, I felt everything
differently and everything seemed to have a sexual tinge to it. He was
increasingly making me into a sexual object and transforming me into a
bitch for his pleasure. I walk up to him and he reaches down and feels my
ass and slides a finger into my ass crack and rubs around my asshole. As he
does this, I suck in my breath briefly at the hyper-sensitive feeling I get
from his touch. I almost jump at the feeling as his finger slides past my
asshole.

"Yeah, that's right, bitch. I know it feels good. You did a good job making
your pussy smooth. You gonna like it like this". He says as he keeps
feeling my ass and sliding his finger around my hole. The feeling is
incredible and my nipples start to get hard and I instinctively push my ass
out a bit to expose more of it for him. I realize I am acting like a
complete bitch and only encouraging him, but the feeling is so intense and
my ass is so sensitive that my body is responding automatically to his
touch.

"Yeah, I know you like it. I bet your pussy was beggin' for dick all this
time. I see how you sticking your ass out for it. Don't worry, bitch, you
gonna get all the dick in that ass you can handle. Your little pussy's
gonna be filed to the brim", he laughs as he says this, like he knows
something I don't. He pulls his hand away and I stand there waiting for
instructions, my asshole already starting to throb from being rubbed, the
lingering feeling of his big hand squeezing and caressing my ass cheeks.

"When my friends come, I want you to serve them some beer and be nice to
them. You better show them a good time, bitch, `cause this is an important
meeting for me, you understand? You do what they want and how they want it,
you got that, bitch?"

"Yes, sir, I understand." I realize that this is some sort of business
meeting and I am there to entertain his guests, like some whore he hired
for a special event. I can't believe I put myself in this position, but
right now I had no choice because he could expose me at any minute if I
didn't comply and I couldn't risk loosing my job. As I stood there waiting,
I thought of all the events that led up to this point and how I had been a
willing participant in all of it until now, how at so many different points
I had the opportunity to get out of it, but how I let my lust for black
cock make my decisions for me and get me deeper into this situation until
now I seemed to be stuck, not able to control events without risking being
exposed and having an embarrassing scene at the office. Despite this
realization, I was still dreaming and thinking about black cock and I
enjoyed being used by it and treated this way. My body responded to it

instinctively, and no matter how hard I tried to come off as not liking
it, my hard cock and moans of pleasure gave me away to everyone.

Everyone knew I enjoyed it and could see my body responding with pleasure,
no matter what I said to the contrary. I thought of Steven at the office
and what he would think if he saw me right now like this, he would be
shocked! I turned red from just thinking of it. He obviously knew I was
sucking someone else because he heard me on the phone, but I doubt he could
ever imagine the depths of depravity I was sinking to. I hated myself for
being this way, allowing myself to be controlled and used in such away, but
I couldn't help it. The minute I saw a black cock dangling in front of me,
something switched in my brain and all I could think about was sucking it
or getting fucked by it. My body reacting instinctively to black cock, the
mere sight of it getting me excited in anticipation -- asshole throbbing,
mouth watering, lips quivering, nipples hardening and ass protruding
outwards to expose itself.

I hear a loud knock on the door, and as Jake walks over to open it
he says, "Get ready, bitch." My heart starts to pound in anticipation, half
scared and half excited at the prospect of what's to come. Two big black
guys walk in and look around the room, "Hey", they greet Jake and start to
look at me up and down. One is really big, tall and muscular, and the other
is big but not as muscular, a bit more heavyset.

"So this the bitch you want me to see?" says the heavyset guy.

"Yeah, this bitch is ready for anything you want, man. This faggot loves
black cock and is a good cocksucker and a tight fuck. This bitch can take
some cock too. A friend of mine fucked him good a couple of weeks ago, and
he got a big ass dick, and this bitch took it all and moaned like crazy. A
natural born bitch for dick. Bring us some beer, bitch", commands Jake as
he continues to tell the heavyset guy how good I am, how much I like black
cock and how I do everything I'm told. I return to the living room where
they're all sitting and I pass out the beers.

"Hmmmm, let me see that pussy", says the heavyset guy to Jake.

"Bend over and show him your pussy, bitch", commands Jake. I move in front
of the heavyset guy and bend over, exposing my ass to him. I feel like such
a complete whore doing this. The guy inspecting me grabs my ass cheeks and
spreads them apart to get a better look.

"Shaved pussy, I like that. Got some meat on that ass too, nice." He puts
his thumb on my asshole and presses a bit and moves it around.

"Tight hole. You say this bitch been fucked before?"

"Yeah, and by some big ass dick too. Trust me, this bitch can take dick
like a two bit whore." As they inspect my ass and talk about me, I stand
still, bent way over with my hands on my ankles, exposing my ass. I look
down between my legs and can just make out the heavyset guys' crotch as he
sits on the edge of the sofa spreading my cheeks, and I notice he is
getting hard.

"The ass is good, but I wanna see how this bitch sucks dick", he says as he
lets go of my ass.

"You heard him, bitch. Start sucking." As I straighten out and turn to face
the guy, he gets up and stands in front of the sofa with his hands on his
hips.

"Get to it, bitch", he commands. I kneel in front of him and start to undo
and unzip his pants. I pull them down around his knees and then start to
slide his underwear down, exposing a big fat black cock that's already
semi-hard and popping out of the underwear. I notice he has big tight balls
and I start by licking there and sucking one ball at a time, licking up his
cock shaft that is getting harder by the second, and finally getting to the
head, which I slowly tongue and begin to take into my watering mouth. I
begin to suck him slowly in and out of my mouth, giving him a nice wet
suck. He is clearly enjoying it because I can hear him moaning and
groaning.

"You're right, man, this bitch is a good cocksucker. Take that cock, bitch,
you know you like it, suck it good." As he says this he grabs the back of
my head with both hands and starts to guide my head onto his cock. He
pushes his cock into my mouth and down my throat. I try to take as much of
it as I can but there comes a point when I start to gag, it's just too
big. When I gag he lets go of my head and gives me a breather. I catch my
breath and keep sucking him.

"Bitch needs some practice deepthroating, but he did pretty good." As I
keep sucking his big cock, I notice the other guy, who hasn't said a word
the whole time, has walked over and is standing right behind me. I can feel
his bulge on the back of my head. I am now on my knees, sucking a big back
cock and sandwiched between two black guys. I keep sucking and doing the
best I can to please the heavyset guy and Jake, who I notice is standing
near us and smiling at the sight. He seems happy that I'm pleasing his
business associate. I suck harder and harder and I realize the guy is going
to cum very soon.

"Oh, fuck, suck it, bitch! Take that nut!" he says as he starts to cum in
my mouth. Spurt after spurt of cum flows from those big balls, and I
swallow furiously to show him I can take it all. He finally pulls his cock
out of my mouth and says, "That was good. This bitch can suck cock and can
swallow good." He then looks down at me and says, "Open your mouth wide,
bitch." I think he's going to put his cock back in, or for a second I
feared he was going to piss in my mouth, but to my surprise the guy behind
me puts a hard rubber ball in my mouth and ties some type of strap behind
my head. Before I knew it, they had put a ball gag on me. I am in shock and
look up at Jake and the heavyset guy. The guy behind me grabs my arms and
holds them back. He's so big and strong, I can't move or say anything. I
start to panic, what the hell are they doing?

To my horror, the heavyset guy turns to Jake and says, "OK, Jake,
we'll take the bitch, but this is the last time I do this. Next time you
owe me, you pay me money, got it?" I turn red and my heart starts to pound
in my chest. I look up at them and try to say something, but all I can
manage is "Mmmm, Mmmm." I was being sold to pay a debt! Jake was selling me
to this guy who did god knows what. What was I going to do! I started to
panic even more, and the more I panicked, the more in shock I was and the
less I was able to think of something to do! I was stunned! I would never
have thought this could happen to me, but it was. I try to struggle but the
big guy behind me is so big and strong I can barely move. The gag is so
effective, I can hardly make a noise, let alone breathe. I have to breathe
through my nose. While the big guy holds me, the heavyset guy ties my hands
with something made of leather and I am effectively immobilized.

"All right, let's go. Nice doing business with you, Jake. But remember,
this is the last time!"

"Got it, man. Don't worry, this bitch is worth every penny." I couldn't
believe what was happening! The big guy behind me pulls me up by my arms
and starts pushing me towards the door. "Mmmmmmm, Mmmmmmmm, Mmmmmmmm!" I
try desperately to complain and say something, to yell so someone might
hear me, but it was pointless. They push me out into the hallway and down a
back set of stairs. I am pushed and dragged along, barefoot, naked except
for my bitch clothes, with my mouth gagged and my hands tied behind my
back. "Mmmmmmmm, Mmmmmmm, Mmmmmmm!"

"Shut up, bitch, or I'm gonna hurt you!" says the heavyset guy as he stops
on the stairs a second and grabs me by the hair. He looks at me intently
with an angry face, and I realize then that I'm in huge trouble. This guy
means business. This guy doesn't fuck around and he's much worse than
Jake. I almost start to cry. We continue down the stairs and I see a door
to the outside. We get to it and they push it open and I see a car waiting
in an alley. At least it's not in front of the building! There is a guy in
the driver's seat and one in the back. The heavyset guy, who is obviously
the boss, gets in the front passenger seat. I get shoved into the back seat
and the guy holding me gets in behind me. I am sandwiched between the two
big black guys in the back seat. One of them grabs my head and says, "Get
your head down here, bitch." He pushes my head down onto his lap and holds
it there. My ass is pointing sideways towards the guy that

gagged me who is in the other window seat. I hear doors close, the engine
start and we start to drive away.