His words, though taunting to Phillip had the opposite affect on me, and my hips began to gyrate around his fingers. Reaching out I closed my small white hands around his dark muscular arm pulling his hand tighter to my cunt. Looking through lust fogged eyes at my husband who was only a few short feet away I heard my trembling voice begging Hank to fuck me as my body shook with excitement."Oh yes, fuck me. Fuck my cunt with your fingers. So good, it feels so good. Fuck my cunt." In my need for release my hips gyrated faster around the fingers in my cunt. Arching my back while at the same time pushing my ass in small tight circles into Hanks lap I screamed out as I felt my cunt lips tighten around the fingers shoving into my cunt like a dick. "I'm cumin, Oh God, so good. Fuck my cunt, fuck it good. Ohhhhhhhh Yessssss.

As I bounced and twisted on Hanks lap screaming out my release I heard Phillip yelling at Hank to leave me alone. Pulling his fingers from my cunt he ripped my sweater open exposing my upturned perky tits and began hurtfully pinching and pulling on my nipples. "Was that good Mrs. Kelly? Did you like my fingers fucking your tight little cunt? Well if you liked it as much as I think you did I just might let you have my black cock if you ask real nice. Do you want my black cock Mrs. Kelly? Do you want me pounding my big black dick in that tight little snatch of yours and filling you with my nasty nigger cum? I can't hear you Mrs. Kelly. Speak up so your husband and I can hear what you want your "Master" to do."

Sitting on his lap listening to his taunting words that would damn me forever I answered "YEEESSSSS." He continued to pinch and pull on my nipples as he lay me on the couch. My mind was screaming at me to just lay there, but it was too late, my body was aching for relief and satisfaction. Looking into his smirking face I knew I was damned and that from today on my petite body would be used unmercifully by him. As I begged him to fuck me and fill me with his cum I no longer cared that my husband sat only a few feet away witnessing my servility to this large black man. I needed his hard black cock.

Standing beside the couch he slowly removed his clothes but instead of crawling atop me he turned and walked toward Phillip, who upon seeing his muscular naked black body as well as his large pulsing cock cringed into his chair whimpering. Picking Phillip up by his shoulders he hissed at him that he was giving his white ass the pleasure of sticking a big black cock into his wife's little white pussy and then he pulled him toward my prone body. As my "Master" knelt on the couch between my widely splayed legs he told Phillip to guide his cock to my eager cunt and to watch as he fucked all eleven inches of dark meat into me. Through lust fogged eyes I watched Phillips hand close around Hanks hard dark rod guiding it down to my waiting cunt.

Until the very moment I felt the knob of Hanks dark cock slide over my glistening cunt lips with my husbands help, I had hoped against insurmountable odds that somehow the weak man I had married would save my pride and self respect, as well as my body from being used as a fuck toy by the Negro between my legs as well as his football team but it was not meant to be. My dignity, pride and what little self respect I had left fled as my husband pressed Hanks dark meat between my cunt lips and then bent down watching as inch after inch disappeared into my hot throbbing cunt. Arching my lower body from the couch I pushed upward to met the hard lunging thrust of my "Master" knowing for certain that I was now and forever more Hanks slut, his white trash whore to be humiliated and used as a cum bucket by anybody he wished to give me to.

Looking into my husbands eyes as they fixated on Hanks dark thick cock slipping in and out of my cunt, and then up into the smiling face of my "Master" I realized that my husband had become a willing participant to my slavery. " Look at your wife's tight little cunt gobble my big black cock Phil. She can't get enough if this niggers cock. Look at the way my black cock shines from her juices Phil. Look Phil, look at the sluts face each time I pound into her twat. Can you see it Phil, can you see her lust and need to be treated like a two bit whore. Look at her Phil Look at your wife's face and imagine her taking three or more large, thick, black cocks night after night"

My husbands face turned to mine with a sick, almost savage gleam in his eyes as Hank's words filled the room and then he told Hank to pound my pussy with his black cock. "Fuck her. Fuck her hard and deep, fill the slut with your cum and make her scream." Hank replied by gripping my hips, lifting my petite body from the couch and grinding my pelvis into his groin as he lunged downward into my cunt. "Do you like your whore of a wife fucking strange cock Phillip? Well from now on your wife will be fucking at least three nigger cocks a day and it will be your job to get her ready for them."

In between his animal like grunts he told Phillip that he was to dress me like a common whore when ever I left the house and that meant even to my job. It was at that moment that I remembered his words in the locker room telling the football team that they could even pass me to their friends, and I realized that soon, maybe not tomorrow or even the next day, but very soon, he would decide that three cock's a day were not enough for his white slut. He had stripped away all semblance of pride and respect that I once had but now he wanted to humiliate me. Visions of my total subservience danced before my eyes as I saw myself surrounded by a multitude of shadowy figures dressed in a skin tight skirt that was so short it barely covered my pussy. And then as if in slow motion they dropped their pants exposing their hard dark monstrous cocks before swarming over me. With that vision dancing before me I locked my arms around my "MASTERS" neck pulling his dark sweaty face to mine and kissed his thick lips long and passionately, willingly surrendering myself to him.