Three hours had passed before I returned to the room that I was sharing with Tony for the week and as I reached out with the key card to unlock the door, I found my hand trembling. Taking hold of the shaking fingers with my other hand I tried to calm the nerves that were suddenly vibrating through my whole body. As I did so I stared at the dark wood of the hotel room door and found all the memories of my conversation with Roger flooding through my mind.

I had expected my husband to be hesitant at the proposal, that I was to be used and displayed by a group of black men as a symbol of a new, alternative lifestyle. Roger now had a moderately successful career as a businessman, he ran a large team in an environment where machismo and ego were essential to success. While in private he had thrived and loved the sensation of being a cuck and had even accepted the risk of me displaying myself around the town. I was sure that an even more public display would be a step too far for him, that he would balk at the risk of destroying his own career. Instead his reply had shocked and thrilled me at the same time, “I love it!” he had said. His voice loud enough that the people at the next table over had stared at both of us. “I have found this entire experience liberating, I am fed up of having to be the tough guy, of being the one who keeps the pretence of chasing girls on the team night out.”

It was the first time I had ever heard him mention “girls,” in such a way. True, I suspected that he had not always been faithful but now it sounded like there was more than one or two who he had taken to his bed along the way.

“Girls?”

My question had been met with silence as Roger had considered his response. Finally, I saw a spark in his eyes as he realised how he wanted to approach the matter.

“Yes, girls, can we be truly honest?”

I nodded in acceptance of his question.

“There have been many girls over the years, whenever I am away on those trips, I have had chances and I have taken more than my fair share.”

Inside I could feel a hint of jealousy which I fought to push back down. “All those calls in which you wanted to get home, they were moments of guilt for you?”

“Yes and no.”

“What do you mean, yes and no?”

For a moment Roger chewed the inside of his cheek as he considered his answer, it was something I was used to him doing when he was aware, he might cause offence. “You have always been my favourite and best fuck and you are the only woman I have ever loved.”

“But you couldn’t resist those girls?” My reply was sarcastic and was intended to get a response.

“What would you do as a lonely and horny man in a hotel bar when a twenty year old woman offers you the chance to bed her?”

I knew the answer, of course I knew the answer, it would be to screw her brains out just like I had allowed Michael and Tony too do to me. But my infidelity had been done with Roger’s full knowledge, this was the first time I was discovering that he had been so promiscuous, and I told him.

We had sat in silence for a long time after that, each of us lost in thought as we consumed our respective drinks. When the quiet was eventually broken it was Roger who spoke first. “No deceit from now on, only truth and honesty,” he offered, his voice hushed and nervous as he spoke.

“Definitely,” I replied with a nod of my head. After all, I rationalised, he had always tried to encourage me to fuck other men and now that I was, he had been thrilled at the whole experience. It wasn’t like I was going home to him every night either, here I was in a hotel for a week receiving the biggest cock I had ever seen on tap and with no checking in that Roger was happy with it. “Can you just tell me one thing though?”

“What?”

“Where does the fascination with me specifically fucking black guys come from?”

Roger smiled at the question, “a hotel room in France,” he replied as the smile turned into a wide grin as he recalled the moment.

“France?” I replied and Roger nodded at my question.

“Yes, ten years ago, we took the 18 year old intern with us and for the first couple of nights I fucked her rotten then on the third night she was chatting to a couple of French black guys.”

“She took them both to bed and you got to watch?”

“It was an incredible sight.”

Feeling that I needed to do something for Roger rose from my seat and offered him my hand. He took it eagerly and lovingly in his own fingers before standing up so that I could lead him from the bar. Guiding him carefully, I lead the two of us towards the men’s toilets where, taking care to make sure nobody saw us I led him inside before locking us both in a cubicle.

“I want to show you how much I love you as your wife,” I commented as I slowly lowered myself into a crouch before him. My fingers pulled at the zip of Roger’s trousers and a moment later his average sized, soft white cock appeared before me. I played with it gently and it rapidly grew stiff under my touch. “Use my throat as you please,” I commented as we made eye contact before placing the head of his took into my throat.

“Alright love, fancy popping back to my room?” the question caught me off guard and I quickly found myself back in the corridor, staring at the door beyond which Tony was sleeping.

“Excuse me?” I asked, turning my head in the direction of the sound to find a middle-aged white man with a paunch walking up the corridor.

The man turned round, and smiled at me, “you look like you could do with a real man fucking you, figured you would love to come sit on my big dick?” As he spoke, the man grabbed his crotch and jiggled it in a way that he seemed to think was inviting.

“No thanks,” I replied his face dropping as I spoke, “I’m the sole property of hung, alpha, black men who use me as their sex toy.”

The man stared at me as his disappointment turned to anger, “you one of them women who demeans herself with them negroes?”

Shifting my stance, I faced him head on and with tug of my hands stripped myself naked. “Black men fuck me, and I am proud of being used for their pleasure!”

The man froze for a moment at my reaction and then took his first step towards me. Fear welled inside as I realised that his eyes were full of anger and his fists were clenching as he planned the beating, I was about to receive. There as nowhere else for me to go as panicked my hands fumbled with the key card and the lock. Then, as the man got close enough that I thought he could hit me I closed my eyes and braced for the impact of his fists. It never came though, there was a click from the door followed by the sound of Tony’s voice.

“You touch my fuck toy and I will break every bone in your body!”

Hearing the voice of my lover, I found the courage to open my eyes again, just in time to see the racist retreating down the corridor his face covered with fear. To my side, a clearly sleepy yet angry Tony stood, his body naked and his cock massive and on full display.

“Thank you,” I murmured as Tony reached out a hand and guided me into the room.

“Don’t worry about it,” he replied, “but it’s late now, let’s get some sleep and talk in the morning.”

Hearing the door click shut behind me, Tony guided me to the bed where he lay down on his back as I curled up alongside, my head resting on his muscular, hairless chest. Closing my eyes my mind race for a moment about the last conversation I’d had with Roger. One in which we had agreed that I would ask Michael if Roger could fit into the plans in anyway?

 

The morning seemed to come quickly, and I realised that exhausted by the late night and the sexual experiences of the day before I had slept heavily.  Rising from the bed, my eyes still full of sleep I realised that I was alone. Tony had warned me that this might be the case if I woke late as he was very much an early bird and gym freak when he got a chance. A natural situation to be in given his professional sports career and physical shape.

Searching round for clothes I grabbed a light dress under which I could wear a bikini and a towel. I knew there was a high chance that Tony would want to use the sauna and spa pool after his work out and I wanted to be there waiting for him.

Taking the lift down to the basement, I walked into the changing rooms and pulled on my bikini before heading through into the pool area. As I entered, eager to see if Tony was already there I froze with shock. Half the women in the room were topless, their breasts freely on display while a small number of the most confident people, both male and female were naked. Retreating, I walked through to the reception and enquired as to what was happening.

“In the mornings we have an open-minded policy about our pool areas,” the male receptionist replied with a smile. I nodded in understanding as I noticed that he had yet to take his eyes from my cleavage since approaching him.

“You like what you see?” I asked.

“What? Umm?” he responded as his eyes shot up to make contact with mine, his face flushing with embarrassment.

“Don’t worry about it, they’ll be properly on display in there in a minute,” I said with a nod of my head back towards the changing rooms.

This time, when I entered the pool area, I was naked, my body on display for all of those present to see. Taking a moment to observe the whole room I stepped into the shower that stood at one end of the pool. At the far end of the swimming pool, a couple one male and one female were clearly doing more than just chatting. Her legs wrapped around the man’s waist as she leaned against the wall of the pool. Meanwhile in the spa two younger women sat, one brunette and one blonde, their bodies seeming to be intertwined as their breasts were on display. They were both watching me shower as they spoke to each other and the temptation to have some fun was too much to resist.

“Hi,” I said as I approached the spa and stepped down into the water which was in a rest period allowing me to see that the brunette woman had her fingers buried deep in the smaller blonde’s snatch.

“Hi,” she said without breaking stride, “you’re a lesbian as well?”

“No, not really I just enjoy being sexually displayed and lusted after and from over there I could read your lips as you spoke to your girlfriend.”

“Oh, and what were we saying?”

Slipping into the water I made a point of opening my legs up so that they could watch my pussy disappear beneath the surface. “You were asking your girlfriend if she would like being made to eat me out.”

“And what was her reply?”

“That she hopes I was full of a guy’s cum as she did so.”

The woman smiled at my reply, “well we are both bi,” she commented.

“Well you’ve both seen me, why don’t you take it in turns to stand up so I can see you as well?”

“You really want to see?”

“I know some guys who might be interested in having some fun.”

“You go first,” the brunette woman said, nudging her girlfriend in the process. As I watched, she rose from the water to reveal her short, petite body with two oversized breasts that stood out from her tiny body like two large, ripe melons. Each nipple was pierced by a ring while below her pussy was completely smooth.

“I take it you are the sluttier of the two?”

“Kay always stays faithful to me,” the petite girl replied, “but she loves to dominate me and get me to fuck around.”

“Always faithful,” I asked as I turned my attention to Kay.

“Always,” she replied as she rose from the water. She was tall, very tall and incredibly thin with tiny breasts while below she was wearing a blue pair of bikini shorts.

“So you are Kay, what is your name then?” I asked turning my attention back to the petite woman, who I knew Tony and Michael would appreciate far more than the skinny and seemingly frigid Kay.

“I don’t have a name.”

“You don’t have a name?”

“No, as part of my submission to Kay I have given up my name.”

“She must call you something though, whore, slut, toy?”

Interrupting the conversation, Kay spoke on behalf of the petite woman, “if I need to refer to her by anything, I call her Cunt for that is all she is, one gaping, accepting cunt. What is your name?”

“My master’s call me Toy.”

“Masters?”

“Yes, I belong to a young man called Michael, but he has loaned me to his cousin Tony who I am here with today.”

“And what makes them your Masters? You could always have a Mistress you know?”

I was about to reply when out of the corner of my eye I saw a naked Tony walk into the room and alongside him walked a naked Michael.

“Because that is them there,” I replied as I raised a hand from the water and pointed towards my two lovers.

“Fuck!” Kay said as her eyes took in the sight of the approaching alpha males. “You’re the property of superior black men?”

“Yes.”

“Cunt, your next task is to get one of those two men to fill you with their cum, it that is acceptable to Toy here?” Kay nodded in my direction as she asked the question.

“It is not my place to decide who or what my Master’s fuck or use.”

Michael climbed over into the spa pool first, his long cock swaying as he did so. Slipping beneath the water, his tool disappeared from view beneath the surface, something that I was disappointed with as it had been a few days since I had been with him. My disappointment did not last long though as Tony joined us in the water and once again, I got to appreciate just how much of a monster his dick was.

The two men sat one either side of me and I placed my hands into their respective laps so that they could gently play with the large cocks that had brought me so much pleasure.

“Who are your friend’s Toy?” It was Michael who asked the question.

“This is Kay and her property Cunt.”

“Cunt?” Tony asked, surprised at the use of the word.

“Yes, according to Kay, Cunt is not worthy of a name. She has also been ordered to bed one of you until you fill her with cum.”

“Is that right?” It was Michael again, “Cunt is eager to sit on one of our cocks?”

“Yes, that is how Cunt proves her loyalty to me, by carrying out my every, crazy instruction.”

Michael smiled at the comment, “do you think Cunt could perform as well as Toy here?” he asked. Then, without saying anything else he pulled me over towards him so that I had no choice but to straddle his lap while I still faced Kay and Cunt.

“See Cunt, this Toy is clearly very eager to please,” Kay commented as my face contorted with pleasure as I sensed Michael’s cock entering my hole.

“Why don’t you have a feel?” Michael asked and I watched as Cunt moved through the water towards me. She reached out a hand so that it disappeared from view beneath me and a moment later I could feel her fingers playing both with my body and with Michael’s cock.

“Do you think you could handle that?” It was Tony who spoke this time and I noticed he was looking slightly disappointed that for a moment it was Michael who was filling me.

Moving through the water until she was close to Michael without getting between Michael and Tony I saw lean in close, “could I have a go?”

“Oh yes,” Michael replied as he pushed me off his dick and towards Tony. For a moment I had my back to Tony, my legs trailing in the water as I watched Mikey pull Cunt onto his lap. She faced him and the two of them kissed as she slid onto his engorged cock. I did not have to wait long for Tony to take his chance and he pulled me further through the water until I was on his lap. Sat sideways facing Michael, I could watch him and Cunt fucking as the head of Tony’s massive member pushed against my hole.

“That’s it Cunt, let him fill you.” As Kay spoke, I could hear her voice coming in short, sharp, breaths and I realised that beneath the water she was now playing with herself.

Beneath me, Tony started to move out of his seat, and I could feel him guide me to join him in standing up. As he did so his erect and now truly massive cock appeared from the water and I heard an intake of breath from Kay. “You can take that?” she asked, and I nodded.

“I think that is what Tony wants now, to use me, maybe he will let you watch?” I asked and looked toward Tony for reassurance that it was acceptable to make the offer.

“Sure, we’re going to the sauna.” Tony replied and gave Kay an inviting smile in the process.

Walking with a fully erect Tony alongside me I could hear and see the reactions of the small number of people who were still in the pool area. It was clear most of them did not believe it possible that a woman could take such a large cock, but I knew that they were wrong because it was my holes that had taken him.

The heat of the sauna was intense as we stepped inside and the room with its wooden benches was empty. Tony placed a towel on the seats and sat down before pulling me into his embrace. We kissed for a moment before holding me close he asked about my conversations with Roger.

“It went better than possibly could be expected.”

“Really?”

“Yes, Roger wants to embrace being a cuck, he is fed up of having to be macho for work and he wonders if he can be publically a cuck as part of it?”

“You mean we show the world that not only are you the property of black cock but that he is submissive as well?”

“Yes, he asks for only one thing, that we formalise my status with a contract I can sign.”

Tony rubbed the bristles of his chin for a moment as he considered what I had said but before he could reply the door to the sauna opened and Kay stepped into the heat.

“I just couldn’t resist the chance to watch,” she commented as she took a seat opposite the two of us.

“Mmm,” Tony moaned, and I felt the pressure of his hand on one of my shoulders as he encouraged me to bend forward to take his cock in my mouth. The available space meant I had no choice but to stand and bend from the waist to do it and in the process, I instinctively opened my legs so that Kay could see my whole body exposed.

As always, Tony tasted good as his cock slid between my lips and onto my tongue. Sex had been more than pleasurable with Michael but with Tony it felt like we were moving to another level. There was a special connection in the fact that I was able to comfortably take his enormous size in my holes. I would remain loyal to Michael, but I hoped that I would have many more experiences with Tony.

“Why don’t you join in?” it was Tony who had spoken, and I glanced up to see him gesturing to Kay with one of his hands. Noticing that my eyes were paying attention to something other than his cock, Tony placed the other behind my head and pushed me down onto him. “You just concentrate on that,” he commented as I felt his cock go deep into my mouth before pushing down my throat.

“Are you sure?” it was Kay’s softer voice that had asked the question and my mind started to wonder what would happen to me. She was unsighted and I had never met her before.

“Yeah, just use her, she is as easy as they come.”

Preparing myself, I opened my legs even further, making sure that whatever Kay wanted to do, I was ready and able to accept. My experiences with women were limited but Tony had asked for it and I was determined not to let him down.

“Mmm,” Kay commented as I felt her fingers touching the soft skin of my ass, “she is incredible to the touch.”

“Oh yeah,” Tony gasped as I purposefully slid his length deep into my mouth until my nose touched against his stomach. As I did so, I felt Kay move her hand behind me, her fingers probing between the cheeks of my ass until first one and then another pushed their way into my hole. Instantly I realised just how wet and ready I was to receive her, and Kay had no difficulty in squeezing the other three fingers into me until I could feel her knuckles pushing against my lips. For a moment, I had to release Tony from my mouth and from my lips escaped an involuntary moan of pleasure. “You must have hit the sweet spot,” commented Tony as my head fell forward, the length of his wet shaft rubbing against my face in the process.

“She’s very accepting, easier to stretch out than Cunt,” said Kay as I felt her push her hand deeper than it had been before.

“I think you will find that once Michael has finished with her, she’ll be far easier to fuck.”

“I hope so.”

For a moment, the more intense pleasures that were emanating from my pussy eased off and I returned to sucking Tony rather than the slow handjob that my efforts had become. “That’s it, make me shoot my load in your mouth,” he moaned as I took him deep. Too deep, Kay had finally worked out how to fully insert her hand, fisting into my hole and sending a shockwave of energy through my body just as Tony passed through my gag reflex. I choked on his cock, unable to remove myself while Kay pumped her hand hard into me. Tony was awake to what was happening and grabbing me by the hair, lifted my head from his cock. The sudden release of pressure in my throat left me grasping for air.

As I started to recover, oxygen filling my lungs, the flush of pleasure across my chest subsiding from the bright red it had caused I glanced over at Tony’s cock. White streaks of cum covered the dark black of the shaft, he had been at the point of orgasm when he had saved me and, in the moment unable to stop his balls from exploding. “Sorry,” I whimpered as using my tongue I slowly and carefully cleaned him up, slurping the cum into my mouth until there was none left.

My next orgasm was a long way off having almost choked on Tony’s cock but despite that Kay continued to fist me and I did nothing to stop her. “It’s a pity you’re not a black man,” I called over my shoulder.

“Why is that?”

“Because I would let you fill me with your cum.”

 

An hour later I found myself back in the hotel room, stood naked as Tony had said I should always be as Michael and Tony talked about me being the public face of Interracial fucking. “Let me get this right,” it was Michael who was speaking, and he had addressed me for the first time since we had returned to the room. “Roger is prepared to be outed as a cuck providing we financially provide for the two of you?”

“Yes.”

“And you are prepared to be used and exposed in any way that we feel necessary to promote our ends?”

“Yes.”

“Do we need to run this past your father and the society?” It was Tony who asked the question, his face crossed with worry that Michael was overstepping himself before he was in charge.

“No,” Michael snapped his answer before regathering his thoughts, “we will use the Toy to demonstrate that it works and then take the matter to my father and the other members of the society.”

“Fair enough, so how do we go forward?”

Michael laughed at the question, “I’ve been planning this moment for a while, so I have just he thing with me, in fact I even ordered for Roger to be here for this moment. Toy, open the door and you will find him.”

Stepping carefully, swaying my hips as I walked in the heels I was wearing, I approached the hotel room door. Opening it, I took no care for whether I was exposing myself to the rest of the world and outside it stood Roger. I waved him into the room and he sheepishly and submissively entered.

Letting the door close I turned around to see that Michael was stood at the desk at the far side of the room, smoothing out a piece of paper onto the surface. “Come,” he beckoned with a wave of his hand to me and I walked over to the desk. As I did so, curiosity got the better of Tony who wandered across the room to see what it was that Michael was doing. “You as well cuckboy,” Michael called to Roger and the three of us gathered around the desk.

“I’ve been carrying this around for a while,” Michael said as he pointed towards the A4 piece of paper that he had placed on the desk. “Hoping that I would find the right moment to use it and now I think this is the time.”

Looking down at the paper, I read the words that covered it, along the top, in large words were written the words, “The Society of Black Alpha Males.”

“I didn’t realise we had a name,” Tony commented on reading the same words.

“We didn’t, at least not until now.”

As I continued to read, I realised that excitement and nerves that were building up inside me.

“I…………. being a woman of sound mind and with needs that can only be served by Black Alpha Males, sign this document knowing that I will become a white fuck toy for the one who holds it. In particular my body can be used and displayed as the holder wishes without complaint from myself or any white cuck who I am in a relationship with. I acknowledge and recognise that the needs of my Black Alpha Male come before all other requirements. Finally, I accept, that in the event that my Black Alpha Male decide to trade or sell this document to another Black Alpha Male then I will willingly accept my new master as if he was the person who had me sign this document.”

Beneath there were places for three signatures, mine as the slut, Michael as the Black Alpha Male and finally, after a short paragraph, a third spot for Roger as the cuck. I read the words above where Roger would sign.

“I…………. being the cuck of the above woman willingly accept that the needs of her Black Alpha Male come before mine at all times and in all ways.”

My eyes took in Roger’s face as I considered the words that I had just read and what I was being asked to sign. Roger met my gaze and smiled, “it’s perfect.”

“Are you sure?” I asked, nervous that it was a step too far, but Roger gave me a reassuring nod of his head.

“Where’s the pen,” I asked, and Michael picked one of the free hotel room ones from the desk and handed it to me. Pushing the nib out, I studied, considering the sexual innuendo that came from a nib pushing through a hole and for a moment I hoped that the ink was black just like my love life would now forever be.

Scribbling my name and adding the date, I then offered the pen to Michael who did the same before finally Roger signed his declaration that he could love me but not control me at the bottom. “Perfect,” Michael exclaimed, “now for the final stage of submission.”

“Final stage?” Tony asked, his eyes wide with wonderment and inwardly I smiled at the fact that sometimes Tony seemed to be a little bit naïve. Though when it came to using that cock…

“Yes, final stage,” Michael repeated as he walked across the room and picked up a rucksack that had been sitting on the floor by the door since he put it there when he arrived. Opening the rucksack up he called Roger over to stand next to him, drop your trousers and pants, let’s see your pathetic, little, white cock. Unquestioningly my husband did as instructed, and I watched as Michael pulled a metal device from the bag.

Raising a finger which he curled slowly, Michael beckoned me across the room before holding out the metal device for me to take. “It’s a cage for his cock, a chastity device to stop him from wanking and fucking. If you want to have sex with your husband, from now on you will have to earn it.”

I stared at the device, turning it over in my hand as I studied the metal bars that would become a prison for Roger. Then I looked at each of the men in the room in turn and found that only Tony seemed to be unsure of what was to happen next. “You knew?” I asked Roger who nodded in response to my question. Stepping in front of Roger, I dropped to my knees until I was face to face with the head of his small cock. Raising the device, I carefully attached it over the top so that the short shaft disappeared from my view. Then, connecting behind it I secured the shaft to the testicles before finally with a click I heard the mechanism lock together. Michael handed me a padlock and with a final click Roger’s man hood was ensconced in a prison from which he would get no relief unless gifted to him by my Master.

“Now we have things to do.” It was Michael that spoke, and I stood back up to await instruction. He reached into his rucksack again and pulled out a small piece of black material which he passed to me, “put this on.”

It was a light, stretchy black dress that I pulled over my head and down over my bum. The material was thin and looking down I could see that as it stretched it had become largely see-through. Stepping over to the mirror, I looked at my reflection. The dress was strapless and held up by the bounciness of my breasts while my ass and pussy were clearly visible to all who looked.

Luckily, I was already wearing a high pair of black stiletto heels and so there was no need to change them. One of my hands reached for the Queen of Spades necklace that hung around my neck. I played with it absentmindedly as I considered all that I had signed up for until my thoughts were interrupted by Tony as one of his large hands passed across the front of my upper chest, taking hold of the far shoulder. The contrast of my white skin to his black colouring was striking as he slowly turned me towards him. “This is it, you have signed up, you are now the champion of our lifestyle, the first female to openly be part of our society.”

 

The next steps caught me off guard as my two lovers guided me out of the hotel and into the street beyond. Immediately a couple of white businessmen who happened to be passing as I stepped outside stopped in their stride and stared at my body. Michael placed an arm over my shoulders and met their excitable gaze, “sorry guys, she’s black only.”

“Disgusting slut,” one of them commented before stepping into the road and crossing over, “come on,” he called to his colleague over his shoulder as he did so. “It makes me sick.”

The other was not so offended by the situation though and he took a step towards us, pulling a business card out of his jacket pocket as he did so. “I’d be very interested in paying for some type of show,” he commented, waiting just long enough for Tony to take the card from him before skipping across the road after his racist friend.

“That was… different,” Michael commented finding it easier to dismiss from his mind than I could.

For me, the term “slut,” referred to my sexual submission in a positive way but having heard the comment from a racist I struggled to process the words. Tony seemed to pick up on my inner conflict and pulled me closer.

“It’s fine, that’s why we are doing this, so that people who disapprove know to put up, or shut up.” Nodding my head in understanding I allowed the two of them to continue to lead me through the town until, turning down an alleyway I had never noticed before, I was brought to the entrance to a bar.

Michael led the way, followed by me, with Tony being the last of the three of us to enter. Inside the lights were low meaning that the corners of the small room disappeared into the gloom. The two of them, sensing my nervousness guided me towards the bar behind which stood two men, both black, both tall and toned with dreadlocks. There was one other thing about them, they were identical in every way. Both wore white t-shirts with the same denim jeans and so there was no hope of being able to tell them apart.

“These are the McDonald twins, they run this place and are members of our society.” I nodded in understanding, “in fact most of the patrons of this bar are either members or sympathetic to us.” Looking around I noticed that out of the darkened corners more men had appeared, all of whom were black and all of whom looked at me with lust in their eyes.

The sound of a wooden frame being put down on the stone floor behind me drew my attention and I spun around to see one of the twins placing a raised chair on the floor. Taking me by the hand, Michael guided me around until I stood facing the chair seat. He reached into his rucksack once again and withdrew a large, black dildo with a suction cup which he placed onto seat, fixing it in place. The dildo was adjusted so that the rubber balls were on the far side of it, away from my body and then lifting my hand, Michael guided me onto chair.

I had to stand on the wooden bars at the bottom in order to lift myself high enough that the dildo was beneath me and then with Michael’s continued guidance I positioned myself. Glancing up for a moment I could see that all of the gathered men were excited by the flash of my naked and smooth pussy.

“Sit,” Michael commanded, and I looked at him, “sit on it,” he commanded again and slowly I lowered my self so that my lips engulfed the dildo as it pushed its way into me. Holding the back of the chair, which was directly in front of me, I used it to balance me until finally the dildo was fully inserted. It was not as big as Tony but larger than Michael, so I felt fulfilled by its presence.

As I looked down, admiring the positioning I heard a loud click and suddenly found my left wrist was restrained. The restriction caught my attention and so as I studied the handcuff that had appeared, I missed the fact that the same was about to happen to my right wrist. I was trapped and it was Michael and Tony who had locked me into the trap. I said nothing, remaining silent, I had signed up for this and was willingly engaging in it.

Unable to stop things from happening with my hands secured to the back of the chair, I made no complaint as Michael attached a blindfold to my face. Now, whatever happened, I would have no way of seeing or knowing what I was about to endure.

“Five of you,” it was Michael’s voice, “I was five volunteers, don’t say anything just step forward.”

There was a fuss and a series of murmured voices as the five were selected until finally, Michael spoke again, “form a line here, one at a time.”

Turning my head, I tried to look over my shoulder in the direction of the voice, but the blindfold meant I could see nothing and so I tried to tune in with just my ears. There was a sound of breathing which approached me from behind. It was not Michael or Tony but that was all I could say. Hands took hold of my hips, adjusting my position slightly and for the first time I realised that my ass was hanging off the back of the chair. Fingers played with the hole as lubricant was applied to my unfulfilled rear and then with a grunt, I felt a cock enter me.

My skill with anal was not as good as my other holes but I knew I was capable of taking a good-sized cock, though I wondered if I would be able to manage Tony. Luckily, the man who was now fucking me was now Tony, he was not even a Michael though he still was of a decent and acceptable size. Eagerly and greedily he slammed into my ass, the feeling of his skin which I was certain was black rubbing against the sides of the sphincter.

The pounding of the cock into my bum ground my clit and vagina onto the dildo, the rubber testicles rapidly massaging me towards a powerful orgasm. It was not to be though; the man was clearly no stud and with a gasp I felt the warmth of his cum flooding into me just seconds before I would have reached my own climax.

It was not the end though, as soon as that first cock had been removed it was replaced by a second. This guy was large, I knew that because I could feel his belly bouncing on my butt cheeks as his larger and harder cock slid into me on a mixture of lubricant and cum. It was clear he was not going to be able to keep the fucking up for long, but it was enough that with one stroke of my clitoris along the rubber of the balls I screamed in orgasm. My vagina and ass both clenched as the waves of pleasure passed over me and that sensation was enough for the second guy, whose cum burst out of his body and into my asshole. His body collapsed onto my back and I could feel his sweaty body through the dress.

Now, with two loads inside my body I could feel the slow drip of cum from my already sore asshole as the third guy took hold of me by the hips. This time, it was a real pleasure to feel him enter me as he was considerably bigger than the other two and I moaned at the sensation.

He lived up to his initial presentation as well as his cock smashed into me in a rapid and deep series of thrusts which made me scream out loud. “Yeah bitch,” he commented, and I was surprised to hear how soft and gentle his voice was. Even then though he did not have the stamina to get me back up to orgasm and again just as I was about to reach my peak, I felt the warm gush of cum.

“Mikey!” I called out as the man withdrew from me and a moment later, I recognised the smell of my Master as he stood in front of me.

“Can you not cope? Are you going to let me down?” Michael whispered into my ear.

“No, it’s not that, just, if you ever get a chance, I’d like to be with him again.”

“Oh that’s nothing yet,” Michael commented as I felt the fourth man push his way into me. This time, I needed to concentrate and force myself to relax. The man was about the same size as Michael and having already been fucked by three men my hole was starting to feel sore.

“It’s OK,” the man said as he entered me, “I’ve been wanking too much already,” and true to his word moments after entering me his cock released its load into me. He seemed to strain and shake as he released, pushing himself deep into my hole but even though it was so little it was enough for me to reach a second climax. My orgasm seeming to creep through me as the man withdrew his rapidly shrinking penis so that I seem to projectile squirt cum from my rectum.

Finally, it was the fifth man and he was big, definitely larger than Michael and I realised that I needed to work on having Tony take me in the backside so that I was properly stretched out. This guy fucked me quick, eagerly and almost desperately as if he had never screwed a white slut before, the ferocity enough to make me build towards a third orgasm as he went. He proved to be another without real stamina though and his cum seemed to pop into my ass in a rapid series of smaller squirts.

However, even though he had orgasmed, he did not withdraw and reaching round he played with my tits. The reason for this did not surprise me as very quickly I felt his cock starting to grow again so that it hardened and filled me. I had heard of men who could manage multiple orgasms but as this guy took me for a second time I still wondered if it was more myth and legend than reality.

A third orgasm slammed through my body, quickly followed by a fourth as following his rapid recovery the man appeared to be able to fuck for hours. Then, just as I felt I might need to have to scream out in pain for the soreness of my ass, the man released a second time, his orgasm smaller but still noticeable this time.

Minutes seemed to pass, my body tied to the chair, cum leaking from me as I realised just how wet I was between the legs. Then, finally, I felt a tug at the blindfold and what little light there was poured into my eyes, causing me to blink rapidly until they had adjusted. Before me stood Michael, a smile beaming from ear to ear, “you did well, I’m impressed,” he said.

“Thank you, I managed to mumble through the tiredness of my body.

It did not take long to release me and with the help of Tony I climbed down off the chair and only then did I realise that, with the exception of the McDonald twins and my two lovers the place appeared to be empty.

“Look at the mess,” Tony chided me as he pointed to the floor, you’ve dribbled cum all over the floor and the chair. “I guess you are just going to have to make it up to them.”

“How?” I replied but I had rushed my answer as one of the twins took hold of me by the arm, cuffing my hands behind my back in the process. Firmly, I was led away from the room and through a door behind the counter and up into the living quarters of the bar. Once there, I was guided down a corridor and into a bedroom that appeared to double up as a dungeon with a large bed in the centre. I did not know which of the twins had brought me to the room and he was the only one present, but he clearly knew how to handle a black cock slut such as myself.

Then, I gasped in shock as he tore at my dress, stripping me completely naked in the process before pushing me backwards onto the bad. Bouncing on the mattress I felt a jolt of pain through my shoulders as the handcuffs pulled on my hands. Something that was clear a deliberate tactic as in my moment of distraction he released each wrist and raising them over my head cuffed me to the bed. The twin stood back up, his tall body towering over me as I squirmed on the bed beneath him, my legs open, the heels catching on the sheets as they did so.

“You look wet and eager to please,” the twin commented as I watched him lower his trousers to reveal the second biggest cock I had ever seen. He was enormous and erect and of all the ones I had experienced only Tony’s was larger.

His trousers round his ankles, the twin climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between my legs which I swiftly swung up and around his waist. “Fuck me hard,” I begged as the head of the twin’s dick pushed its way into my hole. He used me, there is no other word for it, screwing me hard and fast with his enormous member until his balls released and he pumped his cum deep into my womb. Then, without saying a word, he climbed off me, got dressed and left the room, leaving me tied to the bed.

I was not certain how long I was left on the bed, whether it was five minutes or an hour but eventually a twin entered the room. Unable to tell them apart I did not know if this was the same twin who had fucked me earlier or the other one. Even when he took his trousers down to reveal an equally large penis, I was unable to tell them apart and though he hooked my legs up, the ferocity with which he fucked and used me was just the same.

When he had finished, he also left me tied to the bed and this process continued for some time. Each twin, or was it just one of them, coming to the room, fucking me while tied to the bed, filling me and then leaving. Only for the other, or was it the same one? To return sometime later and do the same. Whether it was one of them, or both, the experience was intense, humiliating and satisfying and I orgasmed over and over again from their use of my body.

Eventually, after I had lost all sense of time and all sense of how often I had been fucked by one, or both of the twins, my last lover shot his load and then released my hands from their restraints. I rubbed the now red raw wrists in turn with my other hand as I took a moment to sit and compose myself.

“Michael said you were impressive, that you really understood what was happening and how to submit.”

“Thank you,” I said my voice now tired from the entire experience.

“Good to hear, can you give Michael a message for me?”

“Sure, what is it?”

“Tell him that at its peak, we had over ten thousand watching and made just short of 500 in donations.”

“Watching?” I asked, taken aback by the statement.

“Yeah, watching, on social media, did Michael not tell you?”

I considered my answer, “he doesn’t need to tell me, I signed up to be exposed for him.”

“That’s brave of you.”

Standing, I put a hand on the twin’s arm to steady myself for a moment, “after the pleasure I just delivered to men like you, it’s not a difficult decision to make.”

Grabbing me by the waist, the twin pulled me closer and for the first time showed anything other than ferocious use of me by bringing my mouth to his. The two of us kissed, “do you want to know how many times each of my brother and I fucked you, or even if it was just one of us?”

“I don’t need to know, it’s a secret you can keep from me.”

His eyes almost popped out of his head in reply, “I’ll ask Michael if I can have you again sometime.”

“Sure,” I replied, “whenever he commands it,” and I stepped away from him and found my own way down to the bar. Stepping into the dark room, it was now rammed with people from all walks of life, white and black, businessmen and workmen. The small window at the front now gave out onto darkness in the street outside. I was naked and on display and neither Michael nor Tony were anywhere to be seen. That didn’t surprise me though, they were clearly eager to test how far they could push me.

“I guess I am walking home,” I thought to myself and carefully, knowing I would be groped and touched I pushed my way through the throng. The propositions and offers came thick and fast especially from the more sexually frustrated and desperate white members of the clientele but a quick flash of my necklace deterred them. Until, eventually, I was outside and in the cool night air of the street.

I felt my nipples stand on end immediately and felt grateful that while it was cooler outside than it had been inside the bar it was not so cold as to make the walk home impossible. Turning I walked towards the end of the alleyway before stepping out onto the street. Taking only a handful of steps I heard a car pull up alongside me. Thinking I was about to be offered work as a prostitute I turned towards the driver with the intention of telling him where to go when I realised it was Roger. Leaning over he opened the door and I stepped inside, sitting on the cool leather of the passenger seat.

We kissed and for a moment I froze in worry as a Police car cruised past us and I wondered what would have happened had they got to me before my husband.

“Tony’s hotel?” he offered  and I nodded my head before letting it fall back against the seat in exhaustion.

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