The changes at the company came slowly at first. All the secretaries were gradually removed and replaced by black women. The old job holders, assisted the change over from beneath the desk for a while with the work and pleasuring of the new employees.

When that was complete the executives were darkened in the same way.

Montel then changed the company name to fit the new image. It became "LaMumba Inc.". Business went on but the firm got more and more contracts.

Why the competition just seemed to melt away, with the help of John and some of the gang bangers.

Competitors found their key employees disappeared, with their whole families. The word went out, bid against LaMumba Inc. at your peril.

The benefits to the getto became apparent shortly. Their was an influx of older more cultured white whores in Donald's establishment and most black families now had a white nanny to keep care and aid with the education of the children. True they were unwilling but after a visit to Rose's for a makeover, or John's for sissifacitation the new nanny soon became devoted to her / his duties.

Rodney gradually lost his significance as a consultant, and so he had to go. John collected him and began his training for his new life. For a month straight one tooth a day, was removed from his mouth. His fingers were sanded to remove the old finger prints. His only respit was the cheep wine they gave him and the ass fucking he got from Bula or one of the other black women with larger and larger dildos.

When he was finally ready John came down to his cage and before the rest of the training and trained sissy white boys he fixed Rodney face down over a frame and had Saundra tease / suck Rodney to the verge of a climax for a couple of hours. Saundra had been warned that if he came her face would be burned to a cinder.

When Rodney was ready, in Johns opinion, John came down with a tree limb cutter from the hardware store and captured Rodney's bulging balls in its curved blade pocket.

"Now You'll lookie here. This worthless lump done fucked up. He done caused you'll to be here and so now we going to get rid of him. He an alcoholic. Can't hold his shit. Got no teeth and no finger prints. Now we going to neuter his sorry ass and then we going to let him go on skid row in another large city." John informed the assembly. "Fuck up, piss me off this could be your ass."

Rodney screamed when his balls were removed and passed out. He blead a lot but that was stopped. He had to be revived for the removal of his dick and the suturing of the wounds. Then his wife fried up his removed things for consummation by the sissys. Rodney Now a drained version of his self was dressed in some rags and driven, in a cattle truck to New York City where he was released with a gallon of cheep wine in the Bowery section with the other homeless bums.

He drank some of the wine to fix himself up, but the other bums took the bottle away from him and beat him when he objected.

When he came to consciousness, bloody and bruised, he staggered up to a police man and tried to tell his story to the disinterested cop.

"Look Mack, go some place and sleep it off. You are not making sense. I mean look at you, your are covered in filth. You have pissed on yourself. You smell to high heaven. Don't bother me with fairy stories of being an executive. Just go over to that alley and stay off my beat or I'll go up side your head with my stick."

Rodney knew he was done. He staggered over to the indicated alley and slumped down against a brick wall. His mind was gone and he could not make anyone believe him. He tried from time to time but all attempts were meat with the same skepticism. When he had a moment of clear thought, between begging for money and drinking the wine, he rued the day he fired the blacks from his company.

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