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You go online, turns to be black owned 2The letter came as a considerable surprise to Georgia. An approach from ‘a leading non-profit’ to administer one of their new-build schools in the Capital. Frankly, new public facilities in those particular areas of the city were as rare as hens’ teeth but somehow the Foundation had secured the funding, both capital and revenue. Georgia’s initial researches had told her that much but very little more. The Foundation was apparently named after someone called Taylor but there seemed very little information on line about either him or his organisation.She knew she could not give up her current job on such flimsy data. However, the offer had many attractions. Working to give a good education to c***dren who desperately needed one. That was one thing but, of course, there was also the fact that she would be moving closer to the city, increasingly the focus of her activities as part of ‘the game’. At the moment she already seemed to spend half her time on the freeway and her trips North would have to increase in frequency if she was to repay her Master’s investment in her. The only problem was Charli – the last thing she wanted was for her daughter to think that she was trying to cramp her style and interfere in her life. She would have to be careful there.***As if to prove a point that Thursday afternoon saw Georgia back on the freeway headed to a hastily-arrangement appointment with another potential employer. This time there was no possibility of meeting Hoss, the owner of the Franklin Mint, on public territory. This time it was a question of knocking on his office door and waiting to be admitted.Hoss was a man in his late forties – a big dark-skinned man with an air of authority about him. Running a club like his was not a job for the faint-hearted. “Georgia,” he said, drawing out the syllables of her name in a show of satisfaction, “I thought we weren’t going to see you again. What’s changed – perhaps you found you were missing us?” His eyes crinkled and he gave a little laugh at the idea.”I find that I’m … I’m in need of some money.”Hoss shook his head sorrowfully. “The same is true of so many of my girls. I have to ask – is it a chemical issue? If there’s a problem there we might be able to work around it but I will need to know.””Nothing like that. I just have a debt to pay.””I was happy to offer you work but you turned it down. Now you are the one coming to me asking for a slot so the situation is altered a little. I don’t have time to finesse no bougie poon, you understand? Having thought it over I don’t need just dancers – I need girls ready and happy to participate in all aspects of the business.”Georgia guessed he wasn’t talking about doing a bit of cleaning. He meant the private rooms. Well, she’d understood that was part of the deal. “I’m happy to do that.””The Champagne lounge and the private rooms?” Her nod in response drew a genuine smile to his face. “Well, well, well, It seems that it IS my lucky day. I think we could make some real green together so long as your performance is up to your potential. Show me again how you dance”. He reached across to a button and pressed it – activating a speaker that duplicated the music then playing in the club proper. That done he leaned back in his chair and slightly raised his eyebrows.Georgia took the cue. She once again imagined that she was in her own little office and dancing for her Master. Trying to please him and to show herself off to the best. Trying to persuade him that she was worthy of joining his stable. Suddenly, with a start, she realised that was exactly what she was doing. She was trying to become one of Hoss’ girls and she wasn’t insulated from this powerful Black man by a monitor screen. He was right there in front of her. She felt her pulse start to race and quickly removed what remained of her outer clothing. Soon she stood in front of him in just her bra and panties feeling his experienced eye assessing every inch of her.”First thing, you were dancing like you was somewhere else. Noticed that last time you were here. Lot of dancers make that mistake. Don’t matter how fly or tight you is you won’t make it rain unless you can establish a connection with your crowd. When your eyes meet theirs each and every one of those men have to believe that you have a special chemistry just with them. That whatever else happens tonight you are desperate for him to take you back for a Private Session. That but for all the rules and your strict bastard of a boss,” he gave a little smile, “you’d quit here to be his exclusive shorty. You catching what I’m laying down?”Frankly, Georgia was struggling a bit – what on earth was a ‘shorty’ for instance? Not a reference to her height?When she asked Hoss gufffawed. “A shorty is a man’s girl on the side, his breezy.” He noticed Georgia was struggling again. “A breezy is a girl who knows what a man likes and is REAL happy to provide it. Talking of which – put your clothes back on and give me another dance.”This time Georgia gave all her attention to her one-man audience. She kept her eyes locked on his and made sure that he would feel that every movement was calculated for his pleasure.This time Hoss gave a little round of applause. “I should be charging for this schooling I’m giving you but what can I say I’ve always been overly generous.”Georgia gave him a smile back though, as she recalled, ‘generous’ wasn’t the word the other girls had applied to Hoss on her last visit.The big man heaved himself out of his chair and came close to Georgia. He took her hand in his and then gently had her rotate her arm while he examined her skin carefully. Then he did the same for the other arm and also checked her legs. “Sorry about that. One thing about addicts is they is always frontin, can’t tell the straight truth after a while. So I like to check and know what I’m dealing with from the start. Yes and I should remind you that we are a fully-nude club.”Georgia took the hint and soon her underwear had joined her outer garments on the floor.”The dancing is up to scratch but what about the Champagne Lounge. If you working the men in there how you gonna be able to operate?” Hoss sat down again. “Come show me how you can lap-dance baby. Show me how you gonna go hard for that green.”Georgia did her best to move over to him seductively. She again made eye contact and put a big smile on her face. She leaned over until his face was perhaps an inch from her bare breasts and then started back.”Oh no – this is the Champagne Lounge of the Franklin Mint. They ain’t rail-birds, these have paid to be up close and personal with my best girls. So bear that in mind and start again.”This time she didn’t hesitate and held her breasts up for his inspection before gently rubbing them on his face and body. A large Black hand grasped her right breast and squeezed it his palm rubbing on her nipple. “Border line on the titties – my patrons are VERY into a nice pair of titties and a big old booty on a girl. Jewel, my other white girl , she got real nice titties but she like you in that I gotta make allowances in the rear-end department. Can’t expect you to compete with the sistas but you pretty bangin back there for a cracka.”He gave a gesture with his finger and Georgia turned to let him examine that particular asset. “Work it,” Hoss growled and she stuck her butt out as far as she could go and began to waggle it.She jumped a little as a hand caught her thigh and then a big finger ran its way up and down her bare pussy lips. “Did I feel you flinch? You a damn sexy bitch so why wouldn’t a man want to touch and explore. Ain’t that what you here for? Now stick that booty out.”Georgia obeyed and was ‘rewarded’ with a smart smack on the behind. She held her position and soon felt another smack from his hand, not overly hard but hard enough. She still held her position and was rewarded by his chuckle. “Thass more like it. Any man’s gonna want to slap that ass and with you white girls you get to see those sweet cheeks blush.” He ran his hand over her butt in a smoothing motion. “Time you showed me what you can do in a lap dance.”Georgia turned and advanced on him as he sat in his chair. She straddled his lap and lowered herself onto his crotch then moved herself over him in a series of deliberate movements. Then she pushed herself up his body to offer her tits to him. He obliged by taking a nipple in his mouth and working at it with his tongue. “Hmmmnnn,” moaned Georgia. She liked the way he was working and it gave her an idea. She eased herself off Hoss and then used her agility to kick one leg up above his head. Carefully she lowered herself until her pink glistening pussy was left tantalisingly just above his mouth. He moved forward and she eased back. They returned to their original position and when Hoss tried again Georgia eased away again. The third time she took his hand and placed it onto her butt. He took a hold and then moved his mouth forward. This time she stayed in place and his skilled tongue worked on her pussy until she felt she couldn’t hold the position any more.”Yeah, lap dancing don’t seem to be a problem for you. But remember in the Champagne Room he can be naked below the waist or you can. That’s the County regulation to prevent undue public lewdness. Basically it means you’ll be naked and the guys can play with you but their dicks gotta stay in their pants. A lot of times the customers like to see a floor-show – some girl on girl. Judging by last time’s performance with Shonna that won’t be a problem for you. Got all that?”Georgia nodded. She knew what was coming next.”OK – the Private Rooms. This is where the real money gets made if you got the aptitude and the skills. Say we just got into the booth together what would you do?””Ask what he wants?””No, no, no. If he’s the poh-poh then that’s you booking yourself a night in the County cells. They don’t bother us often but that won’t be much consolation when you’re having your mug-shots took. Your FIRST move is to defuse that threat, always and without exception, by giving your customer a Baltimore handshake. That makes any evidence he might give inadmissible unless he refuses the offer. If he DOES refuse the offer you leave the room immediately and report the situation to me.””Sorry to be a newbie but what’s a Baltimore hand-shake?Hoss grinned, “Well that’s easily showed. You just open the gentleman’s pants and give him a little help in getting what you find there nice and hard. Why don’t you practice right now.”Well, why the fuck not. Georgia reached up and deftly undid the fastenings and zip of Hoss’ suit pants. She eased his pants down a little and then carefully pulled his boxers away from the bulge showing inside them.Georgia couldn’t take her eyes off what she found there. Hoss’s cock was very big, very Black and very obviously not in need of any further assistance in getting hard!”Yeah, sweet thing, THAT is why I’m called Hoss. Now don’t forgot what you got him out for.”Georgia leaned forward and took a gentle grasp on the big Black cock. It had to be a good ten inches and it was seriously thick. She wondered how a woman could take such a monster but reflected that she’d used bigger toys and that she suspected most of the other dancers had already taken this particular ride. She moved her hand up and down and felt the warmth of his flesh in her palm.”That would be enough legally but, of course, guys are going to want more of that unless you can provide something better. Some of them will want a handie, some might want a foot-job or a tit-job or, well, you get the idea. Your job is to keep them happy, keep them paying and get them off. If they leave happy and get their nut then you got a chance of making a regular. Some men might not even want to touch you or be touched by you. They might want to wank off in your shoe or tell you their life story or do any kind of shit that makes them happy. You provide that service and they pay you. Simple. It isn’t so complicated though because most of them are like me they just wanna get blown by a bopper with skills.”Georgia took the hint and licked her lips before going to work on Hoss’ impressive cock. He was a big unit but Georgia knew just what he would like. She pushed her mouth down onto his shaft and got to business making it good and wet and sloppy. As she pushed down as far as she was comfortable she extended her tongue to tease him and was rewarded with an appreciative, “Yeah, baby, show we what you got.” Her hand gently pumping at his base she took his cock out of her mouth and began teasing his head with her tongue. Then she was back pushing herself down until she didn’t think she could go any further.She felt his fingers in her hair and momentarily worried that he might push her further but Hoss just lay his hand on her head. She got the message – he could take control if he needed to but just at the moment he was happy with her efforts.He eased her off him and pulled her up so his dick, lubricated with her saliva, was level with her tits. He pushed his cock into her cleavage and tried to wrap her tits around his shaft. He could get her round his girth but when he tried to tit-fuck her his cock kept pushing out. After two or three more attempts he gave up. “Thought as much – that’s a shame. Girl who can give a good tit-fuck has a major advantage. Jewel had me cumming like gang-busters and that ain’t usual for me. She real blessed and talented.” He noticed Georgia’s little scowl – she had heard quite enough about how great Jewel was. He pushed her back down so she could take his cock back into her mouth. He sighed with pleasure. “Back there – it’s about making them nut. C’mon baby – make old Hoss nut for ya.”She got the message and ditched the subtlety. She worked quickly and hard with her hand and mouth to get him off. After a couple of minutes of hard work she was rewarded with a tightening of his fingers in her hair and the taste of his cum in her mouth. She kept working him till she knew he was done.She looked up into the sweating face of Hoss. He didn’t smile he just nodded sagely. It was enough – she suspected Hoss was a connoisseur of good head and so his approval stood for something.”Like your work – so just a few pointers. You never spit while the customer’s looking. Best you swallow and make sure to keep plenty of water with you.””I know about the water,” said Georgia – remembering seeing Roni work the booths. It seemed an age ago and it was a shock to realise it had only been a couple of months.”Gets hot back there too. Once you done you smile like he’s given you the best treat you could imagine and you thank your man. Some of them WILL tip you again after they nut so long as you play them right. Everyone gets what they want and you might get a new regular for you and for the club.”Georgia knew she was being tutored in the art of the hustle. It was all about the money but then wasn’t that why she was here, at least in theory. Hoss didn’t need to know it was all part of a deeper ‘game’. Frankly, she doubted Hoss would care so long as he got his cut and an occasional BJ. But there was one thing still worrying her. “What about, you know, full sex.””Fuckin’ you mean? Won’t say it’s never happened back there but in theory it’s against the regulations. Of course if you want to make an outside arrangement then that’s not my problem. Just remember I pay Blake good money to keep you girls safe – you take a client off the reservation and you’ll be on your own. It ain’t clever no matter how much he offers. We got a sort of middle way. Back of the club there’s an alleyway that’s pretty private and some of the girls will take a guy back there. I got a camera up there connects to a monitor in the girl’s changing room. So you girls can look after your own.””A little advice – don’t put out too quick no matter how broke you are. Scarcity increases value, you understand. You known for taking anyone back there and you’ll end up taking everyone back there. That’s not the way to longevity in this game.”Georgia nodded but her mind was in a whirl. She imagined being out there with a Black stranger knowing that all the other dancers were watching. It was an appalling prospect but she knew that just thinking about it was sending that familiar warmth through her body. This life had lures she could never have imagined herself being seduced by but her body didn’t lie. She was tempted and she had to be careful or she might go too far. ‘The Game’ had made her realise just how sexual a being she really was. That sexuality had been stifled by her upbringing and then by her early marriage. Now it was bursting free and wanted to express itself. At times it seemed she might not be able to control it. At times she was sure that she didn’t want to control it. At those times she wanted to take the whole ride and experience it all – though she realised just how crazy that was.”You, baby, can consider yourself hired. You work Fridays and Saturdays from 7 till 3. Jewel works the Capital clubs weekends and I don’t need two white girls here at the same time. One is enough – just to offer my clientele a little variety in their buffet. I think you gonna be real popular especially when they learn you got skills as well as looks. Let them buy you drinks – and make sure to take enough to smooth off the edges. But don’t get so folded you can’t work. Need something to take the brakes off and one or two of the girls will point you to where you can get your roll on. Any questions?”Georgia shook her head.”Then I’ll see you Friday – but first let me see that sweet tongue clean up my cock so I can get back to business.”Georgia began carefully to remove every trace of saliva and semen from the now less-than-hard Black cock. Working for Hoss promised to be quite an experience…Making A DateJosh Hawkins paused to gather his thoughts as he stood in front of the door to the School Administrator’s office. He’d seen Mrs Johnson when she’d arrived this morning and it had been a serious lift to his spirits. Would have been a lift to any man’s spirits seeing just how good she was looking. He remembered that afternoon when she had come down to his office and seemed to flirt with him. As ever it set a stirring in his pants. But he had to keep a grip because today was a different matter. He knocked on the door.”Come in – ah, Mr Hawkins, how nice to see you!” Georgia seemed genuinely delighted and just that fact pretty much made old Josh’s day. He had to fight not to just stand there and drink in how good she was looking. Her hair was red – which he knew was a dye-job but surely approved of – and just over shoulder-length. She wore a dark-blue blouse and a perfectly-cut dark grey business suit that showed her fine figure off very nicely. Her skirt ended a few inches above the knee and her dancer’s legs, which Josh had always admired, were in tan hold-ups. Add in that pretty-as-a-picture face of hers and the intelligent eyes twinkling at him and it was safe to say that Josh had to concentrate to keep to the matter in hand.”Mrs Johns…””Mr Hawkins,” she interrupted sternly, “you call me Georgia – you hadn’t forgotten that had you?””Sorry, uh, Georgia, to cut to the chase I’m having to give in my notice for the end of the school year.””No, oh no, I am sorry to hear that Mr Hawkins. Is something wrong – is there something we can do?”Josh rushed to placate her. “No Georgia, it’s just you know that I have a daughter and grand-k**s out there in Phoenix.” Georgia nodded and he went on. “Well she’s been after me to go and join her out there. Now a job is coming up at the school over by her that would suit me just fine and see me through to my pension. Be foolish of me to turn it down.”Georgia sighed and looked at him. “It has been very reassuring to have such a reliable man in your post and I know I will find you very hard, perhaps impossible, to replace but I can only wish you well. I’m really going to miss seeing you around.”‘Not nearly as much as I’m going to miss seeing YOU and that fine body of yours,’ thought Josh but he just nodded to Georgia in sympathy.Her eyes then brightened. “It’s good that you have come over because I have a little job needs doing. Do you have time?”Of course he did and soon the two of them were standing by high shelving. “I need to check some records up there,” Georgia pointed to the top shelf which was four feet above her head.”Nuthin simpler,” said Josh and grabbed a step-ladder to go and fetch the box. Then he felt her smooth hand on his rough one.”I think I’d better go up there – but I’m a little nervous of these ladders and I’ll feel so much better knowing that you are holding it steady and keeping me safe.” Her smile up into Josh’s face was positively angelic. “Just as well I’ve not got my heels on today,” she giggled. Josh remembered seeing her in an amazing pair of heels a couple of days before – their red soles attracting his gaze. Just remembering how she’d looked in them made his cock swell again and bulge against the material of his pants.He felt her climb the steps as he held on tight and looked fixedly to the front. He remembered she was wearing a skirt and he didn’t want to be caught peeking – you just couldn’t do that sort of thing nowadays.”Ooohh, it still feels a little shaky. I’d better brace myself.” Her shoes sc****d across the top of the steps to the furthest extent possible in the space available. It meant she had a firm base but also meant her legs were a good foot apart. If Josh glanced up he’d see her panties. He swallowed something hard and jagged and just about fought down the temptation. He had to be strong, he had to be strong…”Mr Hawkins, what’s this?”It wasn’t his fault, it really wasn’t his fault. It was just automatic to respond and look up. Josh did just that and his eyes opened wide and his mouth went dry. He wasn’t getting a glimpse of her panties. Instead he was seeing a perfect pair of legs above him and where they met was the most beautiful bare pink pussy that he could ever imagine seeing. He froze as it seemed about every drop of blood in his body surged towards his cock. He felt so damn hard he was surprised it didn’t tear out of his pants and knock a hole in the damn wall!Georgia seemed not to have noticed. “I wonder, Mr Hawkins, do you think there is anything up here that you could make use of?”Josh wanted to grab her down off there that minute and show her but he still couldn’t quite believe what was happening. He had to be fooling himself – he couldn’t be reading this right. This sort of thing didn’t happen – well not to men like him anyway.Then the spell was broken and Georgia was coming back down as Josh held the steps. Suddenly only a step or two off the ground she seemed to slip and a flailing hand grasped the nearest thing available.”Ugghhhh,” moaned Josh involuntarily as her white fingers gently cupped the bulge in his crotch. He nearly came in his damn pants – this woman didn’t know what she was doing to him. He rolled his eyes to the heavens in search of fresh strength.She was safely down at ground level now. “I think I should say Mr Hawkins, on OSHA grounds, that you should be very careful carrying such a big powerful tool around like that in your pants. It’s been a joy to work with you but I need you to promise me something.”Josh was almost stupefied. “Anything, Mrs John…, uh Georgia, anything at all.””An appropriate working relationship is very important I think you’ll agree…”His eyes flashed a little. So this was just a damn prick-tease.”…so at one minute past five on your last day I would like to see you in my office so that we can discuss my leaving present to you. That’s, oooh, still a few weeks away, do you think you can wait that long?” Her question was asked with a look of innocent concern for his welfare.His eyes were still blazing – but now with lust for the woman in front of him. “I’m going to be there, Georgia, be sure that you are too.”She kissed her finger tips and then put them to his lips. “Oh that’s a date Mr Hawkins, that is very much a date.”There’s Many A SlipFor once the weather forecasters had NOT been wrong. Georgia had thought of calling it off but once she’d decided to really do this thing she needed to get on with it. Besides she’d rung ahead and checked with Tom that it would alright to come tonight. She couldn’t have him thinking she’d chickened out – or, worse, telling her Master that she’d let him down.Now she had run into what seemed the worst of the weather with rain cascading down her wind-shield. It was a real relief when she finally groped her way to the vacant lot opposite the porn store. This time there were only four vehicles and all were parked as close to the store’s entrance as possible. She slid her own next to them and ran like hell for the store entrance.Just as she reached it she almost collided with someone coming the other way. Arms grabbed hers and the two recognised each other.”Shonna!””Hey, my favorite whitebread! What you doing here?”Georgia didn’t answer and felt the pink in her cheeks.”Oh! Never had YOU tabbed for that.” Shonna’s delight was obvious. “My little whitebread’s been a bopper all along! Had a wasted trip tonight tho, same as me.””What?” gasped Georgia. “Why?”Shonna gestured to the rain as it seemed to come down in even heavier torrents. “No fuckin customers baby. No cheddar out there for us hoodrats to nibble!” She paused and almost scowled as a small Black man doing a very good impression of a drowned rat dashed into the store. “Well except him and I can tell you that two of us won’t get far on what he’ll bring.”Georgia felt horribly deflated. She’s been building herself up for this moment all week and suddenly it was, quite literally, a total wash-out.Shonna took her arm. “Fuck it, baby. If the customers don’t come to us then we got to go get some customers. Have a little bang of our very own. Let’s bail on this shit and go have some fun”. She looked at Georgia’s well-kept vehicle and then at her own rather beat-up Nissan. “No offense but we best take my ride. Yours will be OK here – but out by some of the clubs that’d be on bricks or in flames in about twenty seconds flat. Locals would think it was plain-clothes.”Almost before Georgia knew it she was in Shonna’s vehicle and heading away from the porn store. The Black woman reached into her door panel and produced a flask. “I can’t cause I’m driving but you can get the party started.”Georgia unscrewed the cap and cautiously took a sip. It tasted fruity and was really very good though she could also taste the strength of the alcohol. She moved to put the cap back on.”A proper drink,” growled Shonna. “Don’t be dissing my hospitality and besides,” she grinned, “soon as I done driving you’ll have missed your chance with it.”Georgia took a proper drink. It was just strong enough to help her relax a bit – nothing too hard to handle. Soon the two women were chatting happily about the clubs and Tom and their fellow dancers.Shonna came off the freeway and Georgia grew concerned as they entered a built-up and very run-down area. They pulled up outside what might have been a derelict house but for the traces of fire-light flickering on the window. “Got an errand to run for my boo but you stay in the car and don’t attract attention. This ain’t a place for nice white folks.”Georgia saw how serious the other woman looked and instantly huddled herself down into her seat. She counted the minutes while Shonna was away but luckily the rain was keeping people off the streets and she had no cause for alarm. Soon Shonna was back and throwing herself down into the driver’s seat. “It’s shit out there,” she complained, “but now we can go home.” As her vehicle pulled out she said to herself, “Good-bye H-Town and good fucking riddance. Back to the Capital and a dry set of clothes.” She reached into her coat and again offered her flask to Georgia.Georgia knew better than to refuse and anyway she was starting to enjoy the adventures of the evening. She took a good stiff drink.”Thass right, baby,” cooed Shonna, “get some fire in that uptown belly of yours. Tonight we gonna show the city what damage two premium chassys can do . Finish it up if you like – I got plenty more at home.” Georgia wasn’t going to drink TOO much but she kept taking a little nip and somehow, by their next stop, the flask was empty.***To survive in Shonna’s world you had to be an opportunist. Especially when you also factored in the issue of Mike – apparently one of the big games companies was VERY interested in his outline but they weren’t ready to make the advance yet. So Shonna was pulling double shifts to keep herself, Mike and Mike’s expensive habits supplied.But tonight she had got lucky. Tonight she had found a real meal-ticket in Georgia. Shit, if the woman was ready to blow plenty of strange cock at Tom’s why the fuck shouldn’t she do it for her and Mike? Didn’t take Einstein to see Georgia was in it for the cock rather than the green. Well, Shonna herself was just the opposite so it’d work out perfect. Georgia would get plenty of Black cock and Shonna would get to increase her collection of presidential portraits.Of course she did have to admit the flask was a dirty trick. The alcohol wasn’t too strong but when she’d gone to Stretch’s trap-house for Mike’s medicine and Stretch had told her he had some Speedies Plus… Well, was she supposed to look that gift horse in the mouth? A base of ecstasy mixed with yayo and that extra special little ingredient from the most ingenious chemists in H-Town. At least that shithole was good for something! Some mixed into a newly refilled flask and more ready for adding to a bottle of water later on. That would make sure everything would feel real good for Georgia. Shit – she’d take a pull or too herself. Bumping up always made the night go better.Georgia had started on the fresh flask before they arrived at the next stop. It was a clothes shop that she was surprised to see was still open. Shonna laughed when she mentioned it. “Shit, this is when her customers are around. Nine to Five wouldn’t catch many.”The neighborhood was an improvement on the H-Town trap-house but it was pretty obvious that this was not an area to feature in the Capital’s tourism brochures. However, Georgia didn’t feel the anxiety she had before. Instead it all seemed an interesting new experience and the gang tags flashing by in the lights had almost seemed to hypnotise her.Once in the shop she took in the nature of the clothing on offer. It included what seemed like most of the world’s supply of PVC and fake fur. A lot of very bright colours and frankly gaudy brilliants. Normally Georgia would have run a mile. However, tonight for some reason she loved the display. It didn’t take long for Shonna and the Black woman in the shop to take charge.Georgia found herself pushed into a cubicle with a small armful of clothes. She quickly changed – marvelling at the sensations of the new textures on her skin and the feel of cool air on her newly-exposed skin.”Shit, girl, you look sexy as fuck.””Yeah she gonna draw some crowds that’s for sure She new?””Yeah, we trying the clubs tonight.”Georgia had certainly never worn an outfit anything like this one before. The idea of being seen in public like this would have been inconceivable for her. Her thighs were bare while shiny PVC boots began above her knees and ended in kitten heels. Her panties were a pale blue but really consisted only of a tiny triangle of material in front and a thong behind. Shonna noted with approval that a nice obvious camel toe was already starting to show. Two similar light blue triangles of stretchy material just about kept Georgia’s breasts under control but her nipples were clearly obvious as they pressed on the clinging fabric. She wore matching material fringed with gold on her arms and around the top of her shoulders – the only real concession to anything like an outfit per se.Had Georgia seen a twenty year-old wearing this outfit she’d undoubtedly have called it indecent – at least until recently. For a woman in her mid-thirties to wear such an outfit sent an undeniable message. A man would be pretty much guaranteed that she’d put out but he’d also know that she was most likely a ‘professional’.”Know where you taking her?”Shonna rattled off a list of six clubs and the other woman nodded her head. Most clubs in the Capital had plenty of African-American customers. That was simple demographics. Most of the clubs that Shonna had mentioned were one’s that catered almost exclusively to the Black population. This was clearly another white woman who’d either been Blacked or was just about to be. It didn’t come as a shock – she was seeing it more and more as time passed.The woman frowned a little and then fetched something. “Knew something was wrong,” she muttered. Georgia’s ear-studs were rapidly replaced by big hoops that reached down to her shoulders. Each silver ring was adorned with brilliants that flashed as they caught the light.”Time to settle up. We got places to go. Got your plastic girl?”As Georgia looked down to enter her card number Shonna, standing behind her, held up two fingers. The woman got the message and rang an extra $200 on the bill. She’d hand Shonna her cut, a nice crisp Benjamin, on the way out. Yes, in Shonna’s world you had to take your opportunities when they arose.***Mike was back at the crib. Well that was no surprise – busy ‘working’ on his game. To Shonna it looked more like ‘playing’ and she again wondered if Aisha had been right. But to accept that also meant accepting that he’d been playing her all this while and that she could not do.Mike looked up and noticed Georgia. He clearly liked what he saw.The feeling was not mutual. Even in her slightly intoxicated state Georgia wasn’t impressed by Mike. His skin was a light brown and he wore a straggly moustache above a long bushy beard. Frankly he might have been a hipster with a tan. The matted dread-locks didn’t help. Very sexy on a really dark man but on someone like Mike – definitely not so much.While Georgia took in her new surroundings Shonna hustled Mike off into the kitchen to give him the low-down”Change of plan Mike, we going advertising and then Georgia here is going to do most of the work. Give me an easy night.”Now Mike’s eyes were showing dollar signs. Georgia could be an excellent new revenue stream. Double the capacity and could also offer an increased variety of services. “Just a blow-bang? She looks down to make us some real money and she’s got two more holes that could do just that.”Shonna’s mouth tightened. She had her principles. “She came out to suck cock and that’s all she’ll be doing – it’s just that it’ll be for our benefit not that fat bastard Tom’s.” She gave her boyfriend a look that clearly told him that the subject was closed.When she rejoined Georgia the white woman seemed almost crackling with nervous energy. Shonna just about managed to sit her down and apply some more appropriate make-up. Heavy mascara and ‘cock-sucker red’ lip-gloss, just what every little white girl needed on her way to her first night’s serious partying.***The crowd had assembled in one corner of the club – mobbing around something that Tyrone, despite his height, couldn’t see. The big doorman began to ease his way through the crowd. No need for roughness because everyone was here for a good time. He just needed to know what was going down. Could be someone had collapsed and needed help.He finally got close enough to see and almost raised his eyes to the heavens. No-one appeared to need any help but Shonna was up to her damn tricks again. She had a white girl with her and was leading her around on a damn lead like a dog! As he watched Shonna kissed ‘her pet’ deeply on the mouth and then dropped ostentatiously to the floor leaving her head at the girl’s crotch level.Tyrone had known Shonna a long time and he knew what was coming next. However, he decided not to intervene for another minute or two – the crowd looked to be enjoying the show. Fuck it, HE was enjoying the show.The tiny panties on the white girl were pulled aside and Shonna was pushing her long Black fingers up and down the lips of a shaved pink pussy. The white girl bent her knees trying to lower herself onto the fingers but Shonna just teased her awhile before finally taking control. Shonna used both hands to open the other girl’s pussy and then thrust her own tongue inside. The white girl was yelling now but it was almost drowned out by the roar of the crowd.Tyrone looked at the white girl and saw writing on her bare belly and back. ’11 tonight at the Basta place. $50.’ Now he had to intervene. A couple of hos doing their thing on the floor was just fine but they were trying to lure the customers away. His boss, Mr Taylor, wouldn’t like that one bit.***”Hey, leave that!” Tyrone barked at the white girl as her hand groped at his crotch again. Their little show had impressed him and apparently the resultant bulge had impressed the white girl. Well, she was a woman not a girl when you looked closer but she was still very easy on the eye. What she wasn’t making easier was his job. He was trying to kick them out and the little white thot wouldn’t stop trying to get his junk out. Where the fuck did Shonna find them?Shonna, for once, was being good as gold but that was no mystery. She’d got what she came for. Even as he hustled them away he heard men asking others where the Basta place was.***The Basta place was a warehouse only a block away from Shonna and Mike’s crib. Shonna had secured the keys courtesy of ‘an arrangement’ with the custodian. He got his pasty white dick sucked and she got a venue for nights like this.It probably wasn’t worth it. The owners only had it as a tax-break which presumably explained why they kept the place secure but didn’t mend the leaks in the roof. The main area was a mess of piled rubbish and pools of water but the old office space at the back was fit for purpose, big enough to take 60 or 70 men and private enough that the light wouldn’t attract the law, that was if the law ever bothered to come around those parts.None of Shonna’s ‘parties’ had ever tested the venue’s capacity but for a time there tonight it had seemed close. From about 10:50 men had started turning up and they kept coming until well after 11:30. That had worked out pretty well because it kept waiting times down and meant there were never more than twenty men gathered around the two women.Shonna and her new ‘pet’ were both kneeling on the edge of a stained but dry mattress laid on the hard concrete floor to protect their knees. The men stood around them with their cocks out waiting their turn for some attention. Two mouths and four hands were kept constantly busy as a seemingly endless supply of men came, got their nut and then either stayed to watch or departed. Mike was at the entrance taking the men’s ‘contributions’ and sending them through.For Georgia it was an experience of incredible intensity. Somehow everything seemed heightened – the tastes, the sounds and even the smells. The bare bulbs threw shadows of the men onto the white-washed walls and seemed to create a giant shadow play. A shadow play of her own debasement. But it didn’t feel that way. She was almost mesmerized by every cock that came before her. They ran the whole variety – there were even a few white ones. illegal bahis There were big old pussy-pleasers and rather more modest offerings. There was coal-black down to light mocha. There were cocks that reached her already on the edge of cumming and others where she had to practice her skills to bring them to the point of no return.Georgia was lost in her world – a world shared only by herself and the Black cocks. She had to take each and persuade it to make its tribute to her. For so long she had feared that she was undesirable. Now, she would know that she had been mistaken. Every man here would prove their lust for her – they would prove it with their hard cocks and by cumming for her.The men were doing just that. Some grabbed her head and held as they pumped their semen into her mouth and they were a bitch. Luckily, Shonna had a water bottle near-by to keep her mouth clear and lubricated. Black men liked their blow jobs sloppy and nasty but when you had getting on for sixty men to attend to there was only so much two girls could do.Fortunately most of the men were happy to just cum over her. Shonna had been clear that tonight’s target was the new cracka ho. They didn’t object – most of them had either ‘seen’ Shonna before or knew they could in the future. These white girls came and went so you had to take advantage while you could.A man quickly turned from Shonna and stumbled a step before his cock released five huge spurts of cum onto Georgia’s face where she was sucking another cock. She hadn’t known he was there and the first spurt hit her in the eye with pin-point, if unintended, accuracy. Georgia gave an exclamation of pain and frantically blinked her eyes to try to clear the stinging liquid. The man she had been sucking released over her and two others crowded up to add their loads to her face. It seemed some men liked to see a white ho pushed to her limit or even beyond it.The cause of the problem stood helplessly by. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean…” He tailed off as he saw Georgia wasn’t listening. She had already reached out for the next cock and had begun sucking it as she beckoned another man to her.***It had been going on for well over an hour and Georgia was a mess. Her hair was matted with cum and that thick mascara had run to leave black streaks down her cheeks. Her eyes themselves were blood-shot from the effects of ‘friendly fire.’ Her face was plastered with the semen of many men – some still showing in streaks or drying but most a shining mess under the lights. The men had bared her tits and now they too were shining with cum but here you could see more the individual paths taken by particularly heavy loads. Trails that continued on down her stomach and ended in a mess on the mattress between her legs.She seemed to be in a world of cum. She saw cum, she tasted cum, she smelt cum, she was even kneeling in a pool of cum. It should have been disgusting but she savoured every drop, every strangely heightened experience. It was her reward, her tribute, her prize. These men wanted her and that made everything alright. Even kneeling for over an hour and working hard with her mouth to service them. She seemed to have incredible energy tonight as well as those seemingly sharper perceptions. Strange – but perhaps it was the excitement of the moment. She felt very excited, she felt very hot, she felt very thirsty. She reached for the bottle but it was empty. Another five men walked in and began to undress.***Mike was still at the door when he saw a big SUV arrive and four men get out. They were players – he could see that straight away. His spider-senses began to tingle. He felt the big wad of bills in his coat pocket. There had to be $3,000 there. He watched the men closely – they were late to the party. Maybe they weren’t here for a blow-job.Two of the men were massive – door-men types. The sort that could snap a man like Mike over their knees without breaking sweat. Well he’d have to give up the cash if it came to it. Or maybe he could give them the white ho to work the streets for them and they might let him keep tonight’s take as a finders fee. In this world you had to be adaptable to circumstances and take what was on offer.The other two men looked to be the ones in charge The smaller guy, well he was only about six feet tall, was dressed well and showed gold rings. He was looking at Mike carefully and thoughtfully. Next to him was what was worrying Mike. This guy wasn’t a door-man but he was almost as big and clearly was serious about his working out. He wore a black muscle shirt and his exposed arms were covered in intricate tattoo work. Swirling patterns on his dark skin. Visible on his arms and neck and probably covering his whole body except his face and hands. His muscles bulged in his arms but that wasn’t the biggest issue. This guy looked furious and he looked like he was coming for Mike.Mike was just about to turn tail and try and run for it when the suited man caught his companion’s arm. ‘Tattoos’ gave the suited man a long look and then nodded. He let the suited man approach Mike. At least that told Mike something – you wouldn’t mess with any of these, especially Mr Muscles, but they would listen to the guy in the suit. Keep him sweet and everything would be cool.It seemed the man might be minded to be sweet. He gave Mike a winning smile and reached into his pocket. Mike’s heart almost stopped but the man just pulled out a bill-fold and then Mike’s eyes almost popped out of their head. That was a shit-load of Benjamins right there and the fact he was flashing them like that around here proved, as nothing else could, that this man had total confidence in his ability to handle any situation that might arise. Unless he was a fool, of course, but Mike was under no illusions that this man was a fool.The man peeled off two $100 bills and handed them to Mike. “Our entrance fee I believe.” A statement – not a question.”Have it as a comp,” stammered Mike. He was nervous to take this man’s money and besides he would clearly be a very good man to be on the right side of.The man raised an eye-brow. “Very generous of you but we would like to pay. We wouldn’t like to think you took our entrance out of the girls’ money.”He still spoke in a pleasant way but Mike had to fight the urge to swallow something jagged in his throat. He, of course, didn’t need to pay Shonna and he had absolutely no intention of paying the cracka. He couldn’t get a handle on these guys but he took their $200.The four men eased through the door and then lined up by the wall next to Mike. They didn’t join the girls or undress. They just seemed to be observing events. Mike felt a cold sweat – who the fuck were they? Not poh-poh or he’d be in cuffs.Shonna came up – her hair in a mess and little marks of drying semen on her face and naked upper body from where some of the guys had got off before they could get to Georgia. “Mike – think we need to call it a night baby. Our girl’s run through her water a while ago and she’s slowing up some. In fact her clock-work’s done run down.”Mike looked at the men still waiting and cursed his luck. He didn’t want to be giving no refunds. But opportunity is always there for the entrepreneur. “Shit, we ain’t stopping. Don’t need much energy to lie on her back. Tell the guys they can fuck her and to get on the phone to their friends to come get a piece of a new white ho.”Shonna’s eyes widened and her nostrils flared but she knew how to play Mike. “Hon, that ain’t practical. Got no condoms.””Some of the guys will have them and they can use them. Everyone else can raw-dog her, only an extra $20.”Now Shonna was shocked. “NO, Mike honey, even at the club they got condoms free at the bar. You can’t do something like that these days – you gonna get people hurt.”Mike knew she was right but he didn’t care. He wanted that green and he saw a way to get it. Besides he needed to show these men watching him that he was a man of authority, that he didn’t take no shit. Almost before he knew what he was doing he had swung his arm and felt his fist connect.Gangstas and WankstasIt was a cheap shot and a lucky blow. His clenched fist caught her just on the point of the chin and she fell backwards hitting her head on the ground. For a second he looked at her sprawled on the floor and then she stirred and moaned.”That is ENOUGH!”The comment was loud and carried fury in its studied control. The suited late arrival stepped forward his eyes boring into the soul of Mike. He gestured with a hand, “Tyrone – see she’s alright.”One of the larger men went to the stunned woman and gently tended to her.”Who the fuck are you?” snarled Mike.The man smiled and looked past Mike to the crowd of men – some still naked but most now dressing quickly. “Someone care to tell this wanksta who I am?””Shit, fool, don’t you know that’s Antwan.”The man’s smile widened just a little but his eyes didn’t share the joke. “I know who YOU are Mike and now I know it’s true what they say. You really could pass for a White man.”The revelation of Antwan’s identity had not sat well with Mike. He knew that name and he knew the reputation that went with it. Antwan had been a very mean mother-fucka back in the day and he still was someone you did not want to cross. Mike knew all that but, against all that, he had snorted a lot of coke that night.Mike adopted a martial arts stance out of the movies, his legs parted and one hand held up to deliver a blow. Then he suddenly reached into his pocket. There was a flash of light from a wicked blade as he flourished a knife towards Antwan.The man with the tattoos and the muscle shirt stepped forward. “Want me to handle this?”Antwan almost laughed at the idea. “Nah, I need some practice. This one shouldn’t…”He broke off as the upper side of a pair of heels crashed into Mike’s genitals with all the force that an infuriated Shonna could put behind her kick. That proved to be a lot of force and Mike seemed to rise a foot into the air before his body crashed down onto the concrete floor of the warehouse. He whimpered as he held his groin.Antwan and Izeye just stood back and watched. They’d been happy to distract the fool while Shonna lined him up from behind. The woman had done wrong but she had also been disrespected. It was her right to be the instrument of punishment.That punishment wasn’t finished. Shonna stepped over to Mike and very deliberately placed a foot onto his face. Mike spat, twitched and automatically brought his hands up to pull her off him. As his hands left his groin her other foot stamped viciously down sending her stiletto into his genitals. Mike’s scream was a high-pitched wail. Several of the men looked away.Antwan raised an eyebrow in appreciation. “Can I assume he ain’t yo’ boo no mo’ Shonna?”The woman looked at him, breathing deeply. “That you can,” she almost spat.Antwan nodded to Marquis and Tyrone. “Go to their crib – get his shit together and take him and it to the depot. Put him on a bus to wherever the fuck he came here from. Let everyone know I’m putting a bounty on his sorry hide if he ever sets foot back here.”Izeye was already in among the crowd of men. With great strength but infinite gentleness he picked up Georgia and carried her, looking dazedly round her with a troubled expression, out of the room.The two big men picked up the sorry form of Mike, with equal strength but absolutely no gentleness, and dragged him out of the warehouse. As they passed Antwan Tyrone passed him a large fold of bills which he had removed from Mike’s coat pocket.Which left Antwan facing a crowd of naked or semi-clothed men. “The extra floor show is over gentlemen,” he drily observed. “You all pony up for tonight?” There were murmurs of assent. “Anyone not get their nut?” About five men signalled that was the case and then were joined by a few more who initially hadn’t felt brave enough to respond.Antwan looked at Shonna, “A deal is a deal…”Shonna nodded and moved towards the men. “Ain’t you the luckiest. Was gonna have to put up with hamburger but now you gettin’ the finest of rump steak. She slapped her own buttock and then sank to her knees. “Well, what y’all waiting for?”The men moved around her and soon she was working at getting them hard and making sure their eventful evening had the happiest of endings.***The small man in the white coat checked the notes on his clipboard. His English was perfect but he spoke in an accent that was very difficult to place, perhaps Eastern European.”I checked him as per your phone call. He had severe bruising to the right testicle but nothing that about three weeks of rest won’t sort out. He should be careful – he was very close to a rupture.””True that,” nodded Izeye. “Enough about him – won’t see him round no mo’. What about my girl?””It’s clear that she had been d**gged – we are waiting on the tests but I am pretty sure that it will have been a mix of cocaine and MDMA. I think there may have been a little additional something that I’ve seen used over in H-Town recently. What you might call a ghetto energy drink.” The little man gave a sly smile to Izeye. “That might be a good thing because she seems to have considerable memory loss as to the events after a certain point. She seems more confused than frightened or upset. My physical examination suggests that what Shonna told you is true – only oral sex was involved. I have, of course, carried out a full blood test and general medical. I think also that I should advise her as to her future sexual health. I think perhaps PREP would be advisable.” He looked at Izeye with a meaningful glance.Izeye put one palm up in acknowledgement. “Absolutely, that goes without saying. I was going to start sending her here next month but this has accelerated matters.” He breathed out and relaxed a little. “On to happier things Dr Nikola, I assume you will forward a copy of her tests to me according to the usual arrangement. I also feel that a month’s rest is in order for Georgia. A little holiday – and it seems a shame to waste that time considering your special skills.”Nikola’s eyes glinted now as he gave a sly little look to the big Black man. “What were you thinking about?””VCH piercing – that’s about a month to heal but it’ll rock her world when she comes back.”The Doctor showed his palms in an expression of incomprehension. “But you yourself can do that – is there nothing to test my skills?””There are reasons”, said Izeye and the other man nodded. He didn’t need to know what they were – just that they existed. “Also, I have had a couple of requests as regards another procedure.”The Doctor was smiling now. “Yes, I thought that might have been the case. The patient has, of course, been a mother and is also maturing. Her body is excellent for the circumstances but we can perhaps help. It would be a pleasure to assist her.””Mother Nature was perhaps not overly generous…”The Doctor shrugged. “Of course, always there is the desire for more. I feel it is the less important part of the procedure but needless to say I will perform an enhancement during the process. It will be another of my works of surgical art – invisible to all but the skilled eyes of one like myself!”Izeye smiled at his vanity, “What did you have in mind?””She is now 32C from my quick visual examination. I thought perhaps a D-cup.””I happen to know her daughter is a 34E – all natural.””Indeed blessed,” mused Nikola, “that is the young lady you sent here a while ago?”Izeye smiled. Not much got past old Nikola. “I thought perhaps a 32E to match.”Nikola’s eyes shot up in exaggerated surprise. “Indeed, a considerable enhancement on a relatively small and slender body-type! Truly it would take one of the world’s greatest surgeons – a genius in the field – to be able to produce such an enhancement while retaining a natural appearance!”Izeye knew what the little Doctor wanted – and after all it was damn near the truth. “Just as well I have THE best then ain’t it.”The Doctor gave him a smile of gratitude for an appropriate tribute rendered to his brilliance. “Of course, I must have the lady’s permission both to pass on her results and to undertake any surgery.””Of course…” nodded Izeye as if it was a mere formality.”I will book her in tomorrow and will prepare my instruments.” He already seemed immersed in his task – pondering the possibilities and the potential problems. Then he looked hard at Izeye. “One thing, not a month’s rest. I insist on at least eight weeks abstention from full sex or any activity likely to place undue stress on her breasts. This is not a request – it is necessary you understand so that my artistry is not damaged.”Izeye nodded his consent, “OK Doc, that’s straight and understood.”***Georgia sat in bed in a small private room with her cousin, Jessica. It had all been very confusing. She really couldn’t remember much after meeting Shonna outside the porn store in H-Town. She had a vague recollection of a club or clubs, loud music and flashing lights, but then it was all pretty much a blank until she’d woken up in a hospital bed in another City. It was all very disconcerting.Jessica was holding her hand. “It got a little hairy out there last night but my Antwan had the connections to find you pretty quickly. If someone hadn’t tipped us off to keep an eye out for you then it might have ended very differently. It’s not smart to ‘go off the reservation,’ that’s what the men call it when a white girl goes freelance in the ghetto. You’re lucky Shonna brought you back here. Up in H-Town some serious things can go down, take that from me.”Georgia looked at her cousin. She looked much as she always had – perhaps a little tired around the eyes but otherwise the same Jessica, smart and in control. It seemed absurd that she was talking in such a matter of fact way about such things. But that was a ridiculous thing to think. Would she ever have imagined that she herself would have got involved in such things?”I need to thank them – Antwan, is it, and who else was there?”Antwan, Tyrone, Marquis and …” Jess hesitated, “someone else.”Georgia caught the hesitation immediately and understood. “The fourth man. Was it … him?””Who?” asked Jessica, almost innocently though in truth her legal skills were allowing her to lead the conversation just as she wished.”My … Master,” said Georgia. “I don’t know his name,” she stammered as if that explained the situation perfectly.”It was. He called Tom at the store and then one of his patrons remembered seeing you with Shonna. Tyrone doesn’t know you but he remembered seeing her and who she was with. Antwan was 99% sure he knew where’d you’d be once we heard that.””Is my Master here? Who is he? Can I thank him?””I’ve never played ‘the game’.” Jessica smiled as her cousin jumped a little at hearing the words. “However, I’m pretty sure your Master will tell you his identity when you have earned it. Do you still want to earn it? Do you still want to participate?””Yes,” whispered Georgia. “Does that make me a bad person.”Jessica laughed. “Just the reverse in my book, cuz, just the reverse. But then you are talking to a white woman with a Black man’s baby growing in her womb.” She patted her belly gently with her hand.Georgia was stunned. “Is it Antwan’s? Was it an accident?” She couldn’t help thinking back to her own pregnancy.Jess smiled and shook her head. “It’s not Antwan’s – though I’ve promised him my next – and it was the most deliberate and considered thing that I’ve ever done in my whole life. I found out who I really was and that I could live that life if I wanted to. If I was brave and if I believed in my real self enough. You can do it too if you KNOW that it’s right for you. You have to give some things up but you gain so much more. At least I did.”Georgia just breathed out and let her brain process all of this information. The whole world seemed built on shifting sands. Was the new reality better than the old one? She didn’t know but she did know that she felt bad about one thing.”Jess, I’m sorry that I didn’t get in touch again after that phone call. I seemed to get busy and didn’t know what to say. Worse, it was pure hypocrisy. I should have told you about myself and ‘the Game’ long before and not have you find out like this.”Jessica kissed the other woman’s cheek and gave her a big hug. “Don’t be silly – I couldn’t be happier that you are finding yourself. We’re going to be a lot closer again from now on.”Georgia returned her younger cousin’s smile.***Jessica wondered if it was wrong not to have told her ALL the truth but soon dismissed the thought. Georgia had signed up to play ‘the Game’ and it wouldn’t be fair to bend the rules for her.She remembered with crystal clarity the time that Izeye had come to her and asked her advice on the matter. He had a couple of potential recruits for ‘the Game’ and chatting with one he’d found out that she’d been inspired to finally get in touch by the example of her Aunt, a lawyer, who had ‘gone Black.’ Hadn’t taken much checking to work out who the two recruits were and who that lawyer was. So Izeye had come to Jessica to ask her advice and to make sure that she wouldn’t object.Jessica had not objected – in fact she’d been delighted. She couldn’t think of anything better for someone like her cousin. Izeye could continue with Jessica’s blessing and indeed her encouragement. She knew a few things about Georgia that Izeye might find useful in drawing her in. Her only concern was for the younger recruit. She was only nineteen – very young to be taking such steps.Izeye’s response had been simple. “Old enough to vote, old enough to marry, old enough to fight. I’ll tell you that talking to her I’m going to be holding her back not pushing her forward. The girl definitely reckons to know what she wants. If it isn’t with me she’ll go find it herself….”Jessica respected his opinion and his expertise in such matters. “Even so…””I’ll look out for her – like I keep a look out for ALL my girls.”Jess nodded – it was understood. Izeye would take charge of her two relatives and teach them what it meant to be Black owned.***Georgia had her chance to see Antwan but not to thank him. He entered the room carrying some objects. “Your master wants to meet you girl,” he said sternly.Her heart leapt in her chest. She was going to finally meet him.”Just a few preparations. You ready?”After the events with Shonna Georgia was a little gun-shy. “What do you mean by preparations?”She felt her cousin’s hand pat hers. “Now Georgia, this is your Master we are talking about. He wants you this way and you have to trust him. You understand?”Georgia let them take charge and soon her hands were tied to the bed. Not tightly but restrictive enough to prevent her reaching up to her face. The reason for that became obvious when Jess carefully placed a strip of material over Georgia’s face to act as a blindfold. The pair didn’t leave until they were sure that Georgia could see nothing. Then Jess kissed her cousin and whispered, “Enjoy”, into her ear.Georgia was left alone for about two minutes until, suddenly, she heard the door of her room open and close. Someone had entered the room. Her heart was beating fast and her ears strained to hear any evidence as to the identity of her new visitor. When it came she felt a wave of euphoria.”Georgia, Georgia, Georgia. What are we going to do about you?”It was HIM. That voice was unmistakable and it was so close.”Baby, you worried me going out on your own like that. Don’t you know better? Needed to see you to be sure you was alright. You know I care for my girls even if sometimes they need to be punished.”She shivered a little at that but then she felt fingers on her hand and a mouth at her ear.”Maybe that’s why you were a naughty girl – because you wanted to be punished? Maybe you just don’t want to play any more. Maybe I need to let you go.””No, no. Please – I don’t want you to let me go. I need you as my Master. Please, I’m sorry to have let you down.”His mouth moved close and she felt his breath as he spoke. “That’s OK – so long as you are OK. Tell me how you feelin. You want to stay in ‘the Game’. You need to scale it back maybe – seems my last instruction might have been too much for you. Now Jewel – she could pay it off real quick but maybe I expected too much from you. Maybe you should return those things and just go back to easier tasks?”She wasn’t having that. She had to show him that she could do anything that Jewel could do and with interest! “No, Master, I want to keep them. Every time I see them I know what they mean – that they belong to me because I belong to you.”He kissed her ear and her heart almost turned a somersault. “I like that – you belong to me. My beautiful white possession to do with what I wish. That’s right isn’t it?”Her breathing was quick and shallow now. Her whole skin seemed to be tingling at his proximity. Her pussy – well it knew what it needed and that the man so close by could take her to places she couldn’t even imagine. “Yes, Master.””Good. You’re happy to resume where we left off before your little escapade?”Not really HER little escapade but Georgia wasn’t going to argue. “Yes please Master. I’m ready to go and earn your money for you.””Which you will be doing.” He had moved away from her and his voice had become stern. “But we can’t resume just where we left off. You need to be punished for causing your Master to worry about you. None of my other girls would have done something like that without my prior authorisation.”Georgia felt her body shrinking into itself, she mentally cringed at his words. She hadn’t imagined that displeasing her Master would have such an effect on her. She felt real shame at her foolishness.”You need to be punished for your mistake but also rewarded for understanding where that mistake lay. So I’m ready to make my judgement. You are suspended for eight weeks – any sexual activity will see you expelled from ‘the Game’.”Georgia cringed again – eight weeks! She was just getting started and now they were taking it all away from her for eight weeks!”I’ll inform Hoss that you’re off till you’re healed up. It won’t be a problem – he was one of those suggested it.””Healed up?””Since you out of commission for eight weeks Dr Nikola may as well do some work on them titties of yours. Give them some more volume and a lift. You look good for who you are but the Black man deserves the best you can be, you understand? Nikola is VERY good at his work and he’ll do us proud. Any questions?”Well, yes actually. Elective surgery had never seemed particularly smart to Georgia. You certainly heard enough horror stories about botched jobs. Now she was supposed to let a Doctor she’d never heard of operate on her? She’d never had complaints about her tits – they were fine. Just because Hoss couldn’t wrap them round that monster of his she was supposed to have a fucking operation. But, on the other hand, her Master wanted it and he said it would make her more attractive. It also meant she’d be able to compete with that slut Jewel on a level playing field. Those thoughts crept in and she couldn’t keep them out though she knew they were crazy.”Now here’s what we mean by commitment and by trusting your Master. You can ask the Doctor himself any questions in a few minutes. But I DO expect that consent form signed BEFORE he gets here. You understand me?”She understood and knew that she was being tested. She also knew that she would pass the test whatever her current qualms and past beliefs. It was necessary to please her Master and that was, in the end, all that mattered now. “Yes Master,” she answered in a quiet voice.”Two pieces of good news. You made $3,200 last night and Dr Nikola has agreed to keep his all-in fee down to ten grand so I only have to add another $6,800 to your tab.”Another test but in truth she was already all in. “Yes Master. I promise to work hard to pay it off.””No hurry sweetness, you’ll get there quicker than you imagine once you working four or five nights a week in the clubs. That long school summer holiday’s gonna come in real handy for you. No, my worry is whether you really sworn off them white boys. They gonna come sniffin round a prime piece like you if it’s not clear you Black owned. So that’s where my reward comes in…”A Jury of Her PeersThis file was different. Crystal clear and in HD – which proved the others had probably been masked to obscure the identities of those portrayed. This time Georgia was in no doubt about the location or the identities involved.There was Shona, Crystal, Ruby, Tonisha and a couple of the other dancers and they were all in the changing rooms at the Franklin Mint watching the monitor.”Can’t figure it,” Tonisha shook her head, “girl’s gone 730. She been coinin’ it without ever needing to take a client back there.””He ain’t no client,” spat Aisha, “I forget you pretty new here. That’s Cassius – owns four clubs over in the Meat Market. Had one of his guys sniffing round her the last few weeks and now he’s come himself.””Sure looks like he’s about to cum anyway,” cackled Shonna.”The Meat Market,” said Tonisha quietly, “I heard lots of stories about over there in H-Town.”Crystal gave a look of disgust, “Yeah – and they pretty much all true. This is a good club – Hoss might like a treat now and then but him and Blake and the boys look after us OK. We complain but at the end of the day we safe and we take home some green and we get to respect our limits and keep our self-respect. Over there…” Her voice trailed off and the older dancer shook her head.The camera twitched and then zoomed in on the wall that had the dancers’ attention. In the corner was a monitor and the camera picked up a fuzzy black-and-white image. A combination of low original resolution and bad lighting meant details were hard to make out but the general scenario was obvious enough.The monitor showed an alleyway between two brick buildings illuminated by a light presumably providing security for the back of the club. A woman, it looked like a young woman from her figure, was there standing with her legs apart. Her body was bent at the waist and leaning forward she was grasping a down-pipe to keep her balance. She was topless and her large young breasts hung down and swung rhythmically in time with her long blonde hair. She wore a short skirt but it was flicked up onto her lower back. Her pale white buttocks showed clearly and in stark contrast to the dark surrounding her. They also strongly contrasted with the man. He was really only a dark shape thrusting into her hard from behind. Her body moved each time he powered a powerful stroke home into her. His hands gripped the sides of her toned body.Suddenly the girl put her head back and opened her mouth. Georgia could almost hear her scream of passion. One black hand reached over and locked into her long hair. It pulled a little and the girls head came back a fraction more and her mouth opened again. It could have been pain but Georgia didn’t think it was. She was watching a woman howling out her orgasm into the dark, dark, night. A girl who had lost control and was being taken places she’d never imagined existed. Georgia’s own fingers found her pussy. It was wet and ready for her. She toyed with her new piercing and felt the instant effect. It made her feel good but not, perhaps, as good as the girl in that alleyway was feeling.”Man can fuck,” said Shonna.”Cassius can fuck like no man I’ve ever met,” said Aisha. “He can use your body against you. He can get into your head and make most anything he does seem the best you ever had or could ever have. He gives you that and the offer of more just so long as you…””You right,” said Shonna, “it ain’t just how he can fuck it’s who he is and what he represents. I worked a year over there in his clubs just because I hoped he might give me that again. By the end I was exhausted – worn down – and he’d stopped taking interest in me months before.” She spoke sadly – her eyes still fixed on the monitor.”A year! I only lasted a week,” admitted Crystal. She turned to the youngest there, Tonisha. “Take my advice and if you see that man coming you turn round and RUN.””It can’t be so bad – they just clubs ain’t they,” said another of the younger dancers who seemed mesmerized by the monitor.Aisha spoke seriously. “Listen, baby, us three know this game inside out. We all worked the Meat Market and you wouldn’t get us back there. You in a good place here. There ain’t no rules over there. Take a think on that, sweetness, NO rules. They won’t kill you but pretty much ANYTHING else goes. If they got the money then you gives them exactly what they want – you don’t want to imagine where that can take you. You have to be a certain kind of person to be able to operate out there and a very rare person for it not to destroy you if you give it time enough.””You know me,” said Shonna, “you think I’m tough and I thought I was tough. Well, I found out I wasn’t tough enough to work for that man.” She nodded at the monitor. “Don’t believe in regrets – experience makes you stronger. But I didn’t come back the same person I was when I started there.””That’s real talk, girls, listen and learn.””But what about Jewel?” asked Tonisha.Georgia had guessed the girl was Jewel, the other white dancer at the Franklin Mint. Who else could it have been if the video was as recent as it seemed. The man was savagely thrusting into her now and the girl seemed to be desperately clinging on to the down-pipe to stay upright. She saw the man silently shout and knew he was cumming in the girl. His big Black hand moved viciously twice, then a third time, smacking the pale buttock in front of him. She stood up and her shirt fell back to reveal a dark area on her lower back. Georgia didn’t need detail to know what that was. It was the tattoo of a black male face and a white female face linked in the yin and yang symbol. The same tattoo as in the other clips she had been sent. So it seemed Jewel was THE girl.The man took the girl’s face in his and said something. She opened her mouth and he spat into it before lunging his mouth forward onto hers. Her body seemed to bend back before his powerful presence but she wasn’t trying to get away. Far from it.”I like Jewel and she’s a smart girl. But she ain’t gonna be able to resist Cassius,” Aisha said. “He’ll be back in here to see Hoss and buy her from him.””Buy her?” said the third younger dancer in a shocked tone.”Well,” Aisha gave a cynical smile, “buy her contract in theory. But so far as Cassius is concerned he’ll be buying HER, body and soul, for his pleasure and his profit.””Hoss won’t sell her.””No”, said Aisha firmly, “Hoss won’t sell her because I’d cut his balls off if he did. But people have to tread their own path and make their own decisions. If we tried to stop her going over there now she’d just skip and that’d be the last we’d see of her. So Hoss will agree to her going over there three nights a week for two months. That’s enough to let her get out if she finds it too rich for her over there.””Tho back in the day I knew some girls couldn’t get enough of it,” said Shonna. “It hooked ’em and they didn’t want nothing else. It was like getting on the Rock – they couldn’t live without it and as time passed they just needed more and more.”The white girl was on her knees in the filthy alleyway. She cleaned the man’s cock and then carefully tucked it away into his pants. He pulled her back to her feet and then methodically ran a finger up her bare body from her navel through the valley of her cleavage and up the curve of her neck until finally it came to rest on her lips. The girl seemed to be listening and then nodded. The man turned and marched off camera while the girl obediently trotted along a couple of steps behind him.”Well, she’s made her choice…” said AishaIt was odd that the next comment came from Shonna who Georgia had never heard say a good word for Jewel. ” God watch over her and bring her safe back here for keeps. Amen.””Amen,” echoed Aisha and the other dancers.Beginning Again”So you like your present?””Yes master. I love it. Maybe it’s because I’m not used to it but…””It sometimes sends you ‘a message’ when you least expect it.” The chuckle came through her headphones. “That’s not the only message it’s sending is it?””No,” she joined his laugh.”Any white boy gets that far will soon see that you’re Black only – the way a beautiful white woman should be.”The VCH piercing had seemed a little uncomfortable at first but once any swelling had receded that had passed. Now she could forget she even had it most of the time. It was just that sometimes she would move in a certain way or be walking at a certain pace and she would feel the most delicious sensation pass through her. The little curved barbell would find her most sensitive area and exert just the right pressure there. She had no objection so long as it wasn’t in a meeting at work! She knew that the piercing was said to accentuate the pleasures of sex. Soon she knew she would be able to give an informed opinion on that.Dr Nikola had checked her over and ruled that all had gone well with both her piercing and her larger operation. Healing had proceeded as expected and he said she could resume ‘normal activities’ next week if she liked. She wasn’t sure her activities in ‘the game’ counted as normal but she knew that piercing was about to be put to the test.As for the other message. Her Master had arranged for his small Queen of Spades enamelled charm to be attached to the head of her piercing. Anyone who saw her exposed pussy would be in no doubt as to who it belonged to. Black men.Nikola’s other work had been a little more difficult to get used to. She was carrying more weight in her breasts and it still hit her ever time she looked at herself in the mirror. She had always thought that she did pretty well for a woman who had borne a c***d and was in her mid-thirties. Now, however, she felt extra confidence when she looked at herself in the glass. A little experimentation with clothing and buttons and she looked like she had never looked before! As a woman grew older a shapely pair of legs and a good deep cleavage could help her stay attractive and wanted. It could help her keep in the game – and Georgia was eager to return to her own ‘game’.There was one other thing that worried her. That video of Jewel and the other dancers’ worries for the white girl. The man that had recruited her, Cassius, was rumoured not to be the most scrupulous of men and his clubs were notorious. She had raised it with her Master but his response was calm.”I thought you knew that I was also Jewel’s Master.””Yes, but, this Cassius…””Jewel acted correctly. She told me of Cassius’ approach and I gave her permission to work for him if she wished for that experience. Jewel is more adventurous than yourself or most of my participants. She needs to test herself and her boundaries.””But what I hear about Cassius…””Cassius understands that Jewel is one of my girls. He understands that, so long as she remains in ‘the game’, she is only on loan to him. He is at liberty to enjoy her and profit from her but she must be returned in good condition.””You trust him?””Jewel is not the first of my girls to go there. Nearly all, having had the experience, choose to return to me.””But not all?””One came back but found that ‘the Game’ no longer satisfied. She chose to become Cassius’ illegal bahis siteleri property. Once I was sure of her free decision I did not stand in her way.””What happened to her?””When she chose to leave my protection she did just that. I understand that she no longer works for him. The life over there is very intense – most girls burn out quickly. Perhaps she has settled down or she has tried to return to her old life. As I once told you ‘the game’ has its rewards but it can also punish. The moth can fly too close to the flame. You are best to stay with me.”Georgia already knew that – from personal experience. She hoped that Jewel knew what she was doing. Meanwhile, she herself had unfinished business.***The eight weeks had crawled by despite the fact that the latter part had fallen in one of the busiest parts of the school year. She thanked her lucky stars for the good fortune, or her Master’s fore-thought, which had placed her week after surgery in the Spring Break. Now it was the long drag to the end of the school year – made almost worse by the need to dress carefully so as not to draw attention to the change in her body-shape. It didn’t come naturally any more to dress down, to be deliberately unsexy. That wasn’t her any more.So when she found herself back on the freeway North, this time happily in much better weather, she felt a real liberation, a real relief. She had been shocked to learn about the booths at the adult store and even more so by the state of Roni after she had worked there. Now she felt eagerly enthusiastic to take her own turn in those self-same booths. She needed it – to express her sexuality and to begin paying back her Master, in more ways than one.Then she would check out her potential new school in the city and, of course, visit her daughter. She was a little reluctant about the last part because Charli hadn’t answered her usual pre-visit phone call. Well, young women could be very busy – she’d no doubt get an answer to the message she had left.As she pulled up she saw Mo, the white guy who worked at the adult store, come out to meet her.”Tom sent me to make sure you got in safely. He’s been putting the word around among the regulars.”She flashed him a smile and then followed him back into the store where Brittney, Tom’s young female assistant, was showing what appeared to be a large black strap-on dildo to a white couple. The wife looked enthusiastic while her husband was rather harder to read.Georgia looked closely at the young woman with her. She had a similar build to the girl in the videos that her Master had sent her. She also had the same light-coloured hair and eyes. Somehow, however, she didn’t believe that Brittney was the girl. That opinion was strengthened later by Brittney’s reaction to discovering why Georgia was there that night. She wasn’t moralistic or condemnatory – just surprised. It was clear that young Brittney enjoyed working in the shop but had NO interest in getting involved in the late-shift goings-on.Things went much as they had on her last visit. A steady flow of customers some of whom just waited in the shop. Georgia felt their eyes on her as she sat behind the counter with Tom and Brittney. Tonight, she knew, must of the men were well aware that she wasn’t just there as a customer. She felt a knot of tension growing inside her – could she really go ahead with this?When Mo emerged from the back corridor with his mop bucket to declare the booths ready to reopen Georgia knew that her time was about come. She had to go ahead or leave now. She knew that leaving would be the end of her participation in ‘the game’. However, she couldn’t imagine how she was going to summon the strength to get off her stool let alone to walk down that short corridor and enter the booth. Her legs already felt like jelly.”Nervous, eh,” Tom was watching her. “I knew you would be so just sit tight for a few minutes because I arranged some help for you.” He turned to the crowd. “Booths will open in fifteen minutes, gentlemen, thank you for your patience.” He cast a meaningful glance at Georgia. “As you can see that patience will be well rewarded.”There was low laughter and sounds of approval from the fifteen to twenty men gathered in the shop. The intensity of their gaze on Georgia increased and the knot of fear within her tightened. Half of her was screaming for her to quit the store and drive away as fast as she could. But only half. A battle was being fought out within her and she never knew what the outcome might have been if Tom’s ‘help’ hadn’t arrived.”Fuck – I know I’m late. Sorry Tom, sorry guys – but we got a treat for you all tonight. I’m gonna be fluffing but remember to hold your juice for the star of the show.”It was Roni, the woman who had performed in the booths last time Georgia had visited.Once more she was doing her version of the human tornado. She stormed in through the waiting men and swept up Georgia as she passed. “Come on honey, we gots to get ready. These are busy men – can’t be waiting all night to get their nut. Booth E, so’s we got some room to operate – that’d be right Tom?””Shit Roni you know this thing better than I do. Go right ahead. Mo – start selling them tickets.”Almost before she knew it Georgia was in a booth that strangely reminded her of a changing room at a clothing store. There were just a few differences. The low level of light. The big screen along the far wall showing a porn scene of a white women with six African-American men. The tiled floor. Most of all, of course, the two holes in the walls. There was a short bench next to the door and a couple of cheap plastic chairs as the only furniture. It looked pretty squalid.Roni, however, was very satisfied. “Always good to be in here – a real treat compared to them single booths. They get a lot of use and poor old Mo can only do so much trying to keep them clean. You walk in there and your shoes are sticking to the fucking floor sometimes. Now this is more like good working conditions.” She started removing her fake-fur jacket and then looked at Georgia. “Men will be here in a couple of minutes so you’d best get out of them nice clothes coz things are gonna get messy!”She cackled as Georgia joined her in starting to get undressed. “Clothes on the bench honey so they don’t get no friendly fire. Now this is yo first time ain’t it? Well it’s real simple. You ready for a dick you put yo finger thru the hole. The dick comes through and you suck it and get him off as quick as you can. Time is money and this ain’t no amateur hour. You hear banging on the wall and he’s telling you he’s about to cum. So get ready to take him out and let him shoot over you if you don’t want another mouthful of that shit. Do not just jack him off onto the floor coz we all want these men to be repeat offenders you hear.”Georgia heard. Roni was very matter-of-fact about it. She was here to work, to make some cash, to prostitute herself as mainstream society would call it. EXACTLY as Georgia was. Georgia would have looked down her nose at Roni not so long ago but from the moment that first cock came through the hole you wouldn’t be able to get a cigarette paper between them so far as morality or respectability was concerned. In fact, Roni would probably rate above her because Roni at least had the excuse of pressing need.”The juice ain’t the hard part of this it’s the stamina. Know how long it can take to get thirty guys off? Some of them are excited or decent enough to get themselves close before you get to them. Couple of minutes or less and they ready to paint the walls. But there’s always those mother-fuckas who want to be blown for half a fuckin hour. So I’m helping out by fluffing a little. Try and get one close while you getting the previous one off. Maybe we can give them a little show too.”Georgia looked closely at Roni but could see none of the predatory instinct of a Shonna. Roni seemed to be all business – or at least to sublimate any desire to the fiscal needs of the moment. She seemed to notice the white woman’s nervousness and gave out her smoker’s cackle. “Don’t sweat sugar this is gonna be a breeze. First time done you’ll find it easy from then on. Besides, might get twenty or twenty-five tonight, just the optimists. New girls flake half the time. You get good reviews from these men and the numbers soon rise. That little white girl with the hood was here one night and did sixty-five. I was trying a late session for once and the bitch had took all the men for the night. She was here four and a half hours just sucking dick. Shows what a woman of determination can achieve but I was fucking furious!” She cackled again.Georgia’s attention was captured. “You know that girl Roni – isn’t she called Jewel?””Shit I don’t know what she’s called. She got blonde hair and blue eyes and all the customers want her blowing their cocks – that’s all I know. That and the hood that she puts on if she being filmed or photographed. Must be shy – tho she don’t act it!” Roni laughed uproariously as she moved to the hole in the wall, bent down and peeped through. “Come on, honey, I’m gonna blow you but keep that juice for my girl here – she don’t want to miss a single drop of it tonight.”Georgia followed Roni’s example and moved by her own hole. The booth was apparently the biggest at the store but the two women were still left almost back-to-back. Georgia peeped through and saw the torso of a man with a fist working on his hard exposed cock. She tucked a finger-tip through the hole and almost immediately a sizable cock was pushed through. It was milk chocolate in colour and, with only the slightest of hesitations, Georgia took him into her mouth.His cock was hard and warm and felt good in Georgia’s mouth. She put her fingers on his shaft where it came through the hole in the wall and gently stroked him while she used her mouth and tongue on the head of his cock. Despite the noise of the video she heard a little grunt of appreciation come through the wall and she warmed to her task. She didn’t know who he was, and she likely enough never would, but she didn’t care. She knew all the men were there for her and she demanded they make their tribute. They’d done it by laying down some cash but she was more interested in the other kind of tribute they could give her. A big load of cum. The first man might have been especially excited or maybe just impatient but he fulfilled his end of the bargain after only a couple of minutes. Georgia heard a tap on the wall and then the cock in her mouth pulsed as it shot its load. Georgia tasted him as she swallowed.”Switch!” The order from Roni was sharp. She pulled Georgia across to her own hole and the cock, already wet with the other woman’s saliva, that poked through the wall there. Georgia made it just in time as the cock jerked and sent a couple of streams of cum onto her face. She just closed her eyes in time and felt the moisture on her eye-lid. She gasped but her hand found the cock and her mouth cleaned its head. Behind her she heard that Roni was already working on the next cock that had appeared.Georgia cautiously opened her eyes and then reached down for a swig from her water bottle. It cleaned the last of the cum from her mouth just in time for a menacingly thick coal Black cock to push through the hole in front of her. Georgia didn’t need to think about it or consider her actions any more. The moment the cock presented itself she took it in hand and began to give it the best blow job she could. Whoever this man was he was going to remember her. He was going to know that she could make a man feel better than any of the other girls. He’d forget about that little whore Jewel and he’d save that beautiful Black cock and its cum for her in future.The adrenaline was flowing through her veins and she was on a real natural high as she worked the booth. She quickly lost count of the number of men that she had serviced. One shot its load straight onto the back of her tongue and she had to exercise all her self-control not to gag. After that if the men gave her the warning tap she decided to take their cocks out of her mouth and just stroke them off to shoot their loads over her naked face and tits. There were enough that didn’t give the warning tap so she ended up having to swallow their loads anyway.The fluffing routine worked pretty well but sometimes Roni found herself with a man who had a hair trigger. Usually she gave the urgent instruction to ‘Switch’ and Georgia got herself across the booth and into position but once or twice she heard Roni take a stray load of black cum. “That you Darnell! I know that fucking cock! Why didn’t you warn me you horny fucker!” Then there was the deep bass chuckle of a man who knew exactly what he had been doing. “Sorry honey,” said Roni, “Darnell’s a regular of mine. Guess he just prefers me swallowing his load.””You know it babe,” came through the wall.It was surreal if you thought about it. Roni was apologising to Georgia that she had deprived her of a strange Black man shooting his spunk over her or into her mouth. An act most women would have regarded as one of degradation or defilement. It MIGHT have seemed surreal to Georgia if she had been thinking about it. But Georgia wasn’t thinking. She was too busy sucking cock and listening for Roni’s instructions and waiting for that next cum tribute from her new clients.***Finally Georgia felt a tap on her shoulder from Roni. “Finish him up and then we’ll take a break,” the brown-skinned woman said. Then she lent down to add her tongue to the coal-dark cock that Georgia was sucking. Georgia pushed her tongue forward to meet Roni’s on the warm flesh and the additional stimulus seemed to do the job. The man tapped on the wall and Roni pulled the cock out of Georgia’s mouth and stroked it twice before a series of strong spurts added to the cum already on the white woman’s face.”Yeah – thass what I’m talking about – thass the shit! ” came through the wall in a happy tone.The two women looked at each other and giggled together. Men could be so easy to please! Then their eyes met. “You’ve done great girl,” said Roni in a tone much gentler than her usual one. “Real good for a first time here.” Then she slowly leaned forward and kissed Georgia. The moment felt right for both of them. Amidst all the cum and raw sexuality a simple moment of human connection between two women. Roni was smiling as she pulled back. “What say girl – shall we give the men a show?”There were perhaps ten customers in the shop when the two women, naked save for their panties, emerged from the booths. Tom moved from behind the counter to lock the doors and flick on a ‘temporarily closed’ sign. He didn’t want anyone walking in on this and reporting him.Georgia was quite a sight. There was cum in her hair and covering her face. Little clumps were visible here and there as they moved to the string hanging off her chin. More cum was visible on her newly-enhanced titties and little marks showed where little trails of cum had run down her body. Now she was showing herself to the men and her eyes were wide with excitement. As she saw their hungry eyes drinking in the sight of her she opened her mouth in a smile showing her perfect teeth. Tom wasn’t sure whether that smile and excitement was down to nerves or to the men’s reaction. He was satisfied though – he was pretty certain Georgia would be back many times in the future and that she’d be drawing plenty of customers to his store.Just now though she was a mess and it was just as well that Roni was here. The men gave little murmurs of approval as they realised what Roni had planned. She moved in close to Georgia and began to gently, carefully, lick every bit of semen from the white woman’s face. Her tongue darted out to collect as much of the cum as she could hold in her mouth and then she made a hand gesture to Georgia who seemed to understand her and immediately opened her own mouth. Roni moved in close and the two women’s mouths met. They swapped the cum of many men from mouth to mouth as their tongues inter-twined.”Fuck yeah,” said a man as he watched the two women. Tom looked over to Mo and chuckled. His white assistant just raised an appreciative eyebrow.Roni was busy working on Georgia’s tits now – licking off the residue of cum that had dripped down onto them, When she had shared that with Georgia she turned back to the men. “Any of you late comers or after second helpings?” There were some sounds of assent.”Maybe she like to try one of the single booths?” asked Tom his eyes fixed on Georgia.Georgia knew what he wanted. Once she was in a single booth he would come to ‘check on her.’ She wasn’t opposed to the idea but she was also very aware that for all her adventures she had never actually had full sex with a Black man. She had an idea how she wanted that to be and it wasn’t in one of the booths here. Besides she was sure there would be plenty of opportunities in the future.”Thanks Tom I’ll save that for next time. Tonight I’m with Roni here.”Tom nodded – he knew his reward would be coming sooner or later. Besides Roni gave him a look of triumph and he wasn’t minded to fight with her!The two women went back into the booths followed by four or five men. Tom moved over to re-open the main door and another five men immediately came in.”What the fuck Tom?” asked a big Black man.”Very special show just been going on. Couldn’t have the innocent walking in on it. They back in the booth now.””We look fucking innocent, Tom!” the man guffawed. “This that new girl – she any good?”Tom gave a shrug. “Heard no complaints but maybe you should ask some of these guys – they can probably give a recommendation”Thirty seconds later the five new arrivals were all lined up to buy their tickets to the booths from Mo.***Georgia woke in an unfamiliar bed. She felt the warmth of another body behind her and the pressure from breasts in her back. She suddenly remembered the events of the night before. The booth, the lewd show in the shop and then the drive over to Roni’s little apartment. She also remembered what had happened after they had got here. She had thought that Roni was a brittle harsh woman but she had found out something very different. Their love-making had been tender and sweet. An exploration of another’s body for mutual pleasure and satisfaction. Her first night with another woman and she had no complaints whatsoever.”Hmmnnn,” she heard a sleepy voice behind her and Roni’s body snuggled closer against her back. Georgia looked down and saw the strong brown arms holding her. It felt good, really good.Then came the brutal beeping of an alarm.”Oh damn.” came Roni’s voice. “Got to get the k**s to the school bus. Never wanted to get out of bed less tho.” Her lips kissed Georgia’s shoulder and then she was moving to get up. “Stay if you like. You can lie in if you not in a hurry.” The two women’s glances met. “It was real good for me – hope it was good for you too.”Georgia heard the need in the other woman’s voice. Roni might look tough and harsh but she was obviously much more sensitive than she wanted to let on. Her life hadn’t been easy and she’d been hurt plenty of times before. “It was amazing, Roni. So good. It was just what I needed.”The other woman’s concerned face broke into a smile. “Sometimes it’s good to kick the men to the curb and for us girls to get the job done.” She gave a little cackle of laughter and her look of vulnerability was gone as soon as it had appeared. “Maybe we’ll do it again some time?””Oh yes,” agreed Georgia, “you can count on it.”***The little apartment was a little worse-for-wear with scuffed paintwork and shabby furniture. However, Georgia was quick to notice that Roni took care where it really counted. Her c***dren were clean, neat and well dressed as they ate their breakfast cereals and their school bags looked almost new. Roni introduced her as ‘Aunt Georgia’ and it was clear that the c***dren had probably had many new Aunties and Uncles introduced over the years at breakfast.The three daughters ranged from twelve to eight with twelve-year old Alysha clearly in charge of her sisters. Georgia surprised them by asking about their school. They didn’t mind it but they were going to a new school from the following year. Georgia’s ears pricked up at that – especially when Alysha told her the new school’s name. It was one of the school’s the Taylor Foundation people ran. The c***dren didn’t seem too bothered to be leaving their old school or too excited to go to the new one.Their mom just shrugged her shoulders. “Supposed to be a brand new school with all the facilities – believe it when I see it round here, mind. Anyway it can’t be worse than the old one. Linked to the Taylor development but, hell, if my girls are gonna benefit then more power to them.”They didn’t need to rush to the school bus because Georgia gave the girls and their mom a ride into town. Gazing at the battered school buildings she was pleased that something was being done. It just made her more curious about this Taylor Foundation though. That job offer might not have been a hoax or BS after all.Moving OnIn the rush of events Georgia hadn’t thought to check her phone but with the girls safely delivered to school and Roni dropped off in the city she had time to think of her own daughter again. A check on her phone revealed no answer to her message. That was very strange – like most youngsters Charli seemed almost welded to her phone. What could she be getting up to?For a moment Georgia questioned whether she should just turn up unannounced but then her maternal instinct won out. She drove across to the house rented by her daughter and her house mates.The door was answered by one of those house mates, Lex. She was dressed in a T-shirt and a pair of jeans out at the knee. Typical student attire but Georgia couldn’t help but ponder the fact that she knew the girl in front of her had come into a trust fund when she turned 18. Someone in her family had apparently invented something that made refrigerators more efficient. Her parents had her lined up for UPenn but Lex had decided to attend her current college. She was studying medicine like Charli and seemed a very personable girl from what Georgia had seen of her.Just at this moment, however, Lex was standing in the doorway looking rather nonplussed. “Mrs Johnson – we weren’t expecting you. Charli isn’t here. She’s helping set things up at the other end so we’re all ready before she goes…” Lex seemed to hesitate before adding, “…on her placement.”Georgia now noticed the boxes piled up in the hallway of the house. They hadn’t been there on her last visit. She’d done it enough herself to be able to recognise when people were moving house.Lex noticed her glance and confirmed her suspicion. “We’d been planning on a move for a while but this placement coming up sort of pushed us along a bit. It’s just taking a lot longer than we had expected even with the others helping.”Now Georgia’s spider-senses were tingling again. What was going on here? “You mean the others aren’t moving too?””Er, no, just Charli and me. We got a great deal on another place with much more space and a good location. We…err…have another couple of friends coming to join us there.””Just friends or special male friends?”Lex gave out a nervous giggle. “No, it’s nothing like that. I just wish Charli was here. If she’d known you were coming…” Her blue eyes showed concern and she ran her hand through her long blonde hair in a show of perplexity.”Am I allowed to see your new place?””What, oh, of course.””Well then let’s get loading boxes into the vehicle and then you can show me the way up there. We’ll get it all done in half the time. I don’t know why you didn’t ask for my help in the first place.”The rebuke seemed to sail right by Lex whose face had lit up at the prospect of some help. Soon they were both hard at work…***With the extra vehicle it only took a couple of trips to get everything up to the northern fringes of the city. It didn’t seem much more convenient for the college but Georgia couldn’t deny that it was impressive. It had obviously once been a street of merchant houses that had then seen rougher days. Now it would be ear-marked for gentrification except that this was a 95% African-American area which bordered on the outskirts of H-Town. It would be a while before the re-developers got round to this particular location.Having said that that she had seen a lot worse round these areas and any house looking too good round here would be a target for burglars. She mentioned security to Lex but the girl just laughed. “We’re on a regular patrol route and besides we’re getting a security system installed just in case. I know some people who are helping us out…”Once through the front door Georgia gasped. The House was really a series of rooms around a central foyer with an impressive staircase leading up to the upper floor.”There used to be wings to the building but they were demolished,” Lex explained. “Doesn’t this place look wild? As soon as I saw it I knew it would be perfect for us. So much space and a really good location.”Georgia raised an eyebrow. It couldn’t be any more convenient for their college than the old place. She said as much.”Oh,” explained Lex, “it’s also convenient for our placements. As for being a little away from most of the student accommodation that’s a good thing. It means we can concentrate on doing our own thing.”Georgia studied Lex closely. Was she telling her something? She knew the young woman was her daughter’s closest friend at college by far. They had a lot in common – their studies, their interests, even in a lot of respects their appearance. She knew they partied together but perhaps their relationship was closer than that. It wouldn’t matter to Georgia – she was hardly in a position to be prudish. She just wanted her girl to be happy. The rent on this place had to be higher than on their old one – was that coming out of Lex’s trust fund?”Lex – we need to clean out this back bedroom and then it can be extra storage. Oh sh… I mean – Hi Mom.” It was Charli – her blonde hair pulled back in a pony-tail and her face and hands grimed with dust.”Were you ever planning on telling me you were moving?” scolded her mother. “Like I told Lex I could have planned to help you out.””Oh,” Charli gave a rueful smile, “it’s just that we sort of wanted to get it done ourselves and then invite you over to see the finished product.”Georgia laughed. “In about two years you mean.” She gestured a hand at the boxes which seemed to occupy most of the building.”I’ve got a week to get things straight before I start at…” Charli’s words suddenly trailed off.”…before your placement starts,” interrupted Lex.”Um, yeah, my placement,” finished Charli with a magnificently unconvincing nonchalance.The maternal alarm bells were ringing now. Georgia knew they were up to something but she also knew that young as they were the women were testing their independence. She wanted to know they were OK but she also knew that they needed to be given the freedom to live their own lives.The front door was pushed open and a young African-American man came in with his muscles bulging as he carried three big boxes piled against his chest. “Best get the vehicles unloaded quick as we can – this area is OK but why tempt folk.”The girls ran out to take his advice and meanwhile Georgia admired the young man. He took the boxes through and then came back wiping a bead of sweat from his dark brow. He smiled at Georgia and offered her his hand. “We haven’t met – are you a mom of one of the girls?”Georgia introduced herself and was rewarded with a perfect smile. “I’m Charles – sorry to be rushing but we need to get all the stuff in.”It was clear that Charles worked out. It was also clear from his choice of clothing that Charles liked people to know it. He looked amazing and Georgia felt a little guilty about how she was regarding her daughter’s friend.She tried raising the subject with the girls later but only drew a delighted giggle from them. “Mom! Charles is just a good friend who lives next door. Anyway his interests lie elsewhere if you know what I mean.””Charles lives next door with his boyfriend,” explained Lex.”Oh what a waste!” Georgia clapped her hand to her mouth – it had sort of escaped before she had known it. What was that about engaging brain before opening your mouth!The girls laughed delightedly at her embarrassment. What was worse was that Charles had just come back into the room as she had said it. He waggled a finger at Georgia in mock admonition. “That’s not very woke of you Mrs Johnson but I’ll take it as a compliment.” He waved off her attempted apology with another of his dazzling smiles.”That’s the last of the boxes in – I’ll be getting home. But you girls know that if you need anything or have any trouble then you got our number OK?”Georgia felt reassured to know that Charles and his partner would be helping to look out for the girls.***”I feel such an idiot,” admitted Charli. “With all that’s going on I’d forgotten it was Mom’s week to visit. What if she’d gone into the other room and seen…””She didn’t,” interrupted Lex, “and that’s all that matters.” She was a few months younger than Charli but the two young women had developed a strong friendship. “Besides I think you might be right about your Mom. Did you see how she was looking at Charles – like she wanted to jump on top of him and rip his clothes off right there and then.”Charli gave an exaggerated scowl and then looked thoughtful. She didn’t really know what to do with that information even if it was true. She’d talked to Aunt Jess and Jess had told her that everything was OK. That only really left the option of talking to her Mom about her suspicions in person and that was not a prospect that she could look forward to with any pleasure. This was her Mom they were talking about and well quite apart from that…A Leaving Present to RememberJosh Hawkins straightened his back and gazed round his school custodian’s office for the last time. He’d been happy enough working here but he was looking forward to moving out nearer to his daughter and her family in Phoenix.Talking of ‘looking forward to’ he’d spent the last couple of months anxiously looking forward to this very afternoon. He checked his watch. Coming up to five o’clock on the last day of the school year. Time he was headed over to Mrs Johnson’s office to collect that leaving present she’d promised him. He felt his cock harden and press against the material of his boxers. He hoped the bulge in his pants wouldn’t be too obvious as he headed for the office. He still mostly thought that this had to be a joke being played on his old Black ass.Josh found the outer office empty and the door to Georgia Johnson’s own office ajar. He tapped on it and waited.”Is that you Mr Hawkins? Just one moment while I’m finishing getting ready. Take a seat.””Yessir Mrs Johnson – er Georgia.” He was still a little surprised to actually find her here and ‘getting ready’ for him. To be honest he would have been happy to take her like he’d seen this morning. Damn that woman looked good in her business suit. She’d seen him this morning too and flashed him a little coy smile. His body reacted to that memory and he smiled to himself. Damn that woman was better than any viagra ever marketed!The voice came from the inner office again. “Are you ready Mr Hawkins?”He swallowed and just managed to croak out, “When you are Georgia.”Her office door opened all the way and he saw her. Her red hair was back in a pony tail and she was wearing just the minimum of make-up with some lip-stick and mascara. It accentuated her natural beauty perfectly. He concentrated on her face because she was wearing a long classic leather coat and apart from her face he could only really see her hands and her feet.She had real fine hands. Long delicate fingers like a piano players. He saw that each of her finger-nails had been painted in a black-and-white design. It took him a moment to realise that they were supposed to represent the stripes of a zebra. He liked that. His eyes moved down to below the coat and saw that she was wearing those killer heels with the red soles. He liked those even more.When his eyes moved back up to hers Josh saw that Georgia was smiling. She had known just what he was doing – had been enjoying his lustful eyes’ focus on what little of her he could see. Josh suddenly realised what was coming next when he saw the mischief in her smile.”I see you like your present, Mr Hawkins. You can start unwrapping it here – just enough to let you know if you want to accept it.” With that she undid the belt of her coat and held an end out to him.Josh licked his lips and felt the bristles of his grizzled moustache on his tongue. He reached forward and completed undoing the belt. Georgia turned a shoulder towards him and he took the hint easing the coat off one shoulder and then the next so that by the time she stood in front of him again the coat was in his hands.He had half expected she might have been naked under there but in a way this was even better. The classic ‘little black dress’ which left her shoulders, arms and most of her back bare. Josh wasn’t looking at any of them though.”Damn!” he said as his eyes feasted on her cleavage. That drew a little giggle from Georgia who was clearly enjoying his reactions to her almost as much as he was enjoying the show. Her black dress was very low in the front in a u-cut which showed off a big sparkling necklace over a deep, deep cleavage.”Damn,” he muttered again. He’d been an admirer of Georgia Johnson since the first day he’d seen her but he’d never realised she had such a beautiful pair of big white titties hidden away there.Georgia wiggled her body a little. “You like them. You don’t think I’m showing a little too much skin?””Fuck no, er, thass to say I think you look good enough to eat. Damn fine from every angle and in every way.””Why thank you kind sir. Can I assume that you like your present then? I’d not be happy doing anything on school premises but we can go to your place or perhaps you’d like to go for a drink first Mr Hawkins?”Josh’s mind was racing. Take her for a drink? Fuck yeah – he’d take this fine piece out and show her around. Half his friends would think she was a hooker but fuck them coz the important thing was that they’d all know old Josh was getting his dick wet in some premium white pussy. Which was more that any of their sorry Black asses had ever managed!Georgia held her hand out for her coat – obviously wanting to cover up again until they were out of the school buildings. Josh decided it was time he took charge. He needed to be sure this wasn’t some sort of a sick tease. He raised a hand to her front and used a thumb to gently rub the little raised area of the clinging sheer material that indicated her erect nipple. All the time his eyes were locked on hers and he saw the little blush come to her cheeks and her mouth open a little. This fine fox was as hot for tonight as he was. He’d never fooled himself that he was a much of a catch but shit he wasn’t going to disappoint the lady. It also seemed she liked him being a little more pro-active. Well that was fine by him too!”See you got that part right. Letting them big ol’ white titties run free. Just like I likes them. How about down below – you got the memo for how a Black man wants his white piece to dress down there too.” His hand moved down to ease up the front of her dress. “Hmmn, I like them stockings. Real classy – showing off them legs like you should. They a pair to be proud of. But what’s this…”A black finger tip rested against the material of the front of her panties. Josh felt the moisture and he wasn’t surprised. He’d figured out by now that this wasn’t no trick. His boss, Mrs Georgia Johnson, was seriously turned on by the idea of fucking him and Josh wasn’t going to have the slightest problem fulfilling that order”Asked you a question Georgia. What’s this damp piece of cloth here?””Its my panties sir.”He noticed that she’d always addressed him by his formal name until he’d started to take charge and now she was calling him ‘sir’. That told him all he needed to know about how she wanted him to act. He was very happy to oblige her.”Stay still,” he ordered curtly and then hooked his finger tips into the front of her panties. A swift movement and they were travelling down her legs until gravity caught them and delivered them to her feet.Josh took step back. “Hand me them panties ,” he said and held out a hand commandingly. He noticed the woman’s little smile as she hurried to fulfil his order. Josh took the panties from her and held them to his nose. He breathed in appreciatively as Georgia looked on.”Strikes me that I know that fragrance. That’s the sign of a little white slut who’s on heat for some big Black cock. Am I right?”Yes sir.””Tell me it properly Georgia?””I’m a white slut on heat for big Black cock.”His big hand slapped onto her backside and he chuckled as she jumped a little. “Best believe I’m gonna be testing you on that slut. Now let’s be rolling.”Georgia put on her coat and then led the way out to her vehicle. Josh paused only to tuck her ruined panties into his pocket and then followed her. Each had a satisfied smile on their face. Each knew that the evening promised to be all they had hoped for.***Georgia had full access to the school staff records so she was well aware that Josh didn’t live in the best of districts. However, it was no ‘ghetto’. ‘Across the tracks’ in a prosperous college town was a few divisions above some of the areas she had seen in the Capital, let alone H-Town. However, the bar that Josh took her too was nowhere that she or (perhaps fortunately) any of the people close to her were likely to be seen in.You walked straight in off the street past boothed tables lining the walls and down to a bar at the far end. Part of that bar was open for walk-up orders while six high bar stools filled the frontage of the other half.Georgia looked to the booths but Josh just placed a hand into the small of her back and directed her forward. The rotund Black man behind the bar noticed her and she saw his eyes widen a little in surprise before he said, “Hey Josh.”The four African-American men at the bar all turned at the mention of Josh but once they’d turned Georgia’s whole body quivered at the realisation that all their attention was on her.”Oh damn Josh, where you been hiding her…” That was followed up by a long low whistle from the man on the right while his other two friends just stared at her – well, to be precise, stared at her cleavage. Pretty much as soon as they had left the school grounds Josh had insisted on her taking off her coat and locking it in the trunk. Driving through town showing so much skin had been quite a buzz but that was nothing compared to being shown off to Josh’s friends like this.”You best take a seat Georgia. We’ll just be staying for one.””Hell Josh, ain’t no rush. Your friend here just a sight for sore eyes. Hang on, Georgia, ain’t that the name of that hot fuc…, er, of your boss.”A door closed and a big man moved to the last of the stools. “Yeah, Jeff, that’s the one Josh is always going on about. The one with the long red hair, the great legs, the fine white titties and the hots for him. The one canlı bahis siteleri that don’t exist.” He guffawed until Josh moved a step to the side and let Georgia into his field of vision. “Oh shit – sorry ma’am. Just always assumed it was all BS.”Georgia felt the blush in her cheeks. She wondered how long she’d been the talk of this bunch of Josh’s friends. One thing was for sure – Josh had been talking her up pretty high but his friends didn’t seem to find her a disappointment. Now they all had a few years on her but she’d spent so long thinking of herself as a housewife and mom that being an object of sexual desire for a group of Black men still surprised her almost as much as it thrilled her.”Why you still standin’ baby,” said the nearest man in a friendly tone as he tapped the padded seat of the vacant bar-stool. Georgia gave him a smile and then carefully got onto the stool. It wasn’t called a ‘little black dress’ for nothing and she was well aware that it didn’t extend too far down her thigh. Sure enough as soon as she sat down her stocking tops became visible. That wasn’t too much of a disaster but Josh’s earlier removal of her panties made her very aware of just how close she was to flashing her naked pussy at the whole bar.The design of the stools didn’t help. A tall man might sit on one and rest his feet on the ground but a woman of 5’4″ pretty much had to leave her legs dangling or take the natural step of using the foot-rest provided. It had been a while since Georgia had been in a bar like this but the natural inclination to use that foot-rest kicked in. Even as she bent her leg she felt her dress ride a little further up her thigh. She wondered just how much the men in front of her could see.At hat moment Josh was back with her drink. He came and stood by Georgia and placed a proprietary hand on her leg.”Gotta tell you man,” said Jeff, “if I had a girl like that I wouldn’t be going to Arizona.””Fuck that,” grunted the fat man behind Georgia, “had a breezy like that I wouldn’t be wasting time here talking to us old farts.”The men all laughed. Josh finished his beer and banged his glass on the bar. “Guess it might be time that we was moving. Got some pressing business to attend to as you might have noticed.”Josh gave a meaningful look at Georgia and she finished her drink. But as she prepared to get off her stool he placed his hand on her lap. Josh’s eyes locked on hers as his hand slowly moved her dress up her thigh.”Jeez,” gasped one of his friends.”Damn that’s one pretty pussy,” said another.Georgia felt her heart pounding in her chest as Josh exposed her most private place to his friends, a group of Black men she had met only a few minutes before. Josh brought his other hand up between her legs and his thick finger found her piercing. Georgia wasn’t sure whether it was just the culmination of events or whether Josh had, by luck or judgement, just happened to use his finger on just the right spot and in just the right way. Whichever was the case the effect was the same. Georgia arched her back on the stool, closed her eyes and gasped, her whole body shuddering.”Fuck but she’s a hot one,” the third of Josh’s friends had come round to get a closer view. “I’m liking that piercing. Heard of them things but never seen a girl wearing one – let alone with that there decoration!”Georgia’s eyes were back open now and staring wide at the audience clustered in front of her She felt Josh’s finger toying with the charm on her piercing and then heard him ask her, “Tell them why you got this – tell them what it means.”She gasped out, “My Master bought it for me – when I agreed to go Black only.”That drew appreciative comments and chuckles from her audience who all, of course, assumed that Josh was her master.”What about that ring on your finger – your husband a white boy? How he feel about it?””Yes, he’s white – but who cares what he thinks. I’m with a real man now”. She ran her hand down Josh’s arm as his friends looked on enviously.”Talking of which – I think it’s time I got you home…”The bar-keep coughed and said in a low tone. “Time you got her out of HERE anyway, before you get my place closed down.””Fuck, man, you was enjoying the show as much as any of us.”The bar-man smiling his acquiescence but Josh took his point. Besides he’d had his fun with his friends. Now it was time to show Georgia just what a man of experience could do.***They were laughing all the short drive to Josh’s place – a small one-story house with aluminium sidings and a small scruffy yard. As they parked up Georgia gave a little exhalation of breath and steeled herself to get out of the car. Josh noticed it and paused with his hand on the door. “You OK Georgia?”She flashed him a nervous smile. “It seems crazy – especially after what we’ve just done – but I’m a bit scared. I’ve got a confession to make…”Josh was watching her closely.”…I’ve only, you know, ‘done it’ once with a Black man. I’m scared that I might be a disappointment.”Josh’s broad dark face split into a smile. “You don’t need to be worrying about that girl – everybody gotta start somewhere and there ain’t no way you gonna be a disappointment. Remember, it’s me that’s gonna have to be living up to all them fantasies you been having. When I’m just a man who’s eaten a few too many cheese-burgers and wishes he was twenty years younger. How-bouts we just enjoy our time together for who we is and not what we worried about not being. That a good deal?”He said it with such sincerity and warmth that Georgia was touched. She began to forget her nerves and instead remembered the role she was supposed to be playing. “Yes, Mr Hawkins, that’s a deal. I hope you’ll enjoy your present – I’m yours for the whole weekend if you want me.”The look on old Josh’s face suggested he was extremely satisfied with that arrangement.***His home was much the same on the inside as it had been from the outside – small and just a little shabby. However the kitchen was big enough to have a couple of chairs and a small dining table. Georgia noticed the makings on a shelf and asked, “Should I make a coffee, sir?”Josh took a seat on one of the chairs and watched as she reached up to fetch down a couple of mugs. Damn the woman looked fine. That dress fitted her real tight and showed plenty of lightly tanned skin which only contrasted better with her sparkling necklace and rings. She was just about his dream woman and here she was in his home and about to be in his bed. He knew what he wanted and it wasn’t no damned coffee.”Georgia!” His tone was suddenly commanding and she froze. “Forget the coffee – I got something better for you.”She turned and saw him still sat in the chair. He had discarded his jacket and was unbuttoning his shirt. She smiled and walked over to him placing her hands on his. “Let me – I’m here to serve your every need,” she cooed into his ear and then started unbuttoning his shirt. She bared his chest and ran her white fingers over his dark skin. She looked into his eyes and saw him smile.”Turn round and grab that table,” he croaked. Georgia obeyed and leaned forward to grasp hold of the kitchen table’s edge. She immediately felt his strong workers hands on her as they began push her dress up. She felt the air on her bared white buttocks and heard him give a chuckle of approval.”You was a naughty girl at the bar earlier on – ain’t you supposed to be a respectable lady?”Georgia just stood there and tried to look over her shoulder at the man behind her. She felt his hands on her skin and his breath on her back. He was close behind her but going no further, She realised that he wanted a response from her and gave it. “You wanted to show me off, sir. So I had to do it.””Didn’t look like it upset you none. So you gonna do anything I ask this weekend – that’s right ain’t it.””Yes, Mr Hawkins, ANYTHING you want.””So if tomorrow night I go out and bring my friends back here…”He saw her body stiffen for a moment but then she relaxed again. “Yes, sir, I’ll fuck them all if that’s what you want.”Josh chuckled and slapped the big round white ass in front of him. “Why’d I want to share this. Don’t worry girl – gonna keep you all to myself this weekend.” She felt the warm wetness of his mouth as he kissed where his hand had made a faint pink mark on her skin.Georgia’s mind tried to process all he was saying and implying. Josh liked the idea that he could pass her out as a treat for his friends but he didn’t seem interested in the reality of that scenario. That was probably just as well on only her second time with a Black man. However, she knew that there would be men in her future playing ‘the game’ who wouldn’t only want that but would insist on it. She also knew that when that time came she would be a willing participant. At that moment she felt his finger on the lips of her pussy and felt her body’s reaction to him.She leaned her head forward onto the table and stuck her rear end out as far as she could. The invitation was blatant and she felt first breath and then the warm wetness of his tongue on her needy pussy. His hands grasped her legs and his thumbs exerted pressure to help ease her lips apart.”You dripping back here girl – seems you like the idea of fucking a house full of horny old niggas. Might have to change my mind and charge admission instead.” Then his mouth dove back onto her pussy as he leaned forward on his chair.”Yeeeessssssssssssssssssssssssss,” purred Georgia. Josh didn’t know whether that was approval of his oral skills or agreement to be turned out by him. He didn’t much care. He’d figured out that the woman in front of him, for all that she looked like butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth, got hottest when the talk got nastiest. He was happy to oblige because he already knew that ,when it got to the main event, she was going to be well worth the effort and the months of waiting.Josh paused in his enjoyment of her pussy. His face shone with her juices. “Fetch that other chair and get your leg up on it.” She knew what he had in mind and thrilled. She put her foot on the chair’s seat and then used her own hand’s pressure on her butt to ease her pussy apart. Josh thrilled at the sight of her pussy lips wet and open and just crying out to be filled. Well they sure as fuck were going to be – but not till he’d had his fill of the preliminaries. Experience told him that putting in the effort on the foreplay would always reap dividends when it came to the main event. Didn’t seem the beautiful redhead offering herself to him could get much hotter to trot but damn if he wasn’t going to do his damnedest trying to find out!Finally, Josh leaned back and let his fingers again tease her opening as he said, “Still got that dress on?” Then he leaned back in his chair.Georgia rushed to fulfil his desires. She pulled the clinging thin black dress up over her head and was left in front of him wearing only her stockings and her heels. She noted his appreciative nod and then saw his finger pointed at the bulge in the front of his pants. She dropped to her knees on the floor in front of him without a moment’s hesitation and began to unfasten his pants.Now Georgia might not have been in ‘the game’ long but she was already getting to be a connoisseur of Black cocks and an expert in bringing them pleasure with her mouth. Once his pants were out of the way she saw that his boxers suggested considerable promise. In the times to come she would never get over the pleasure of first seeing a new Black cock hard and ready to fuck her. Men might lie but their cocks didn’t. A hard cock might not say ‘I love you’ but it surely did say that a man wanted her. Wanted to take her and fuck her and (experience would show) seed her. To fill her up with his potent Black baby-making cum.This night was the template for those other times to come. Georgia’s hand felt the front of his boxers and the hard thick cock within. Suddenly those inches of firm Black flesh became the centre of her world. She wanted to see it and feel it and taste it and fuck it. Suddenly she did see it. His boxers were big and loose and her hand pushed up the leg to reveal the head of his cock. Its skin was as dark as the rest of him – a broad long baton of a cock designed to push deep into its prey. Now she knew that she had to see it all. She reached up for the hem of his boxers and pulled them down.Josh sat back and watched Georgia at work. He was under no illusions that he was some kind of film-star good-looking type. But that didn’t seem to matter to the beautiful woman kneeling in front of him. She seemed fascinated by his cock. As his boxers were removed and his cock tried to spring free her mouth was already there to gently hold him the side of his shaft.”Please stand up, Mr Hawkins, so I can do this properly.”Josh chuckled and got himself to his feet. Whatever she did tonight he had a doubt much of it could be classified as ‘proper’ behaviour for a respectable white lady.Georgia fully removed his pants and boxers and then really got down to business. He was pretty darned big – a solid eight inches and with appropriate girth. That wasn’t the biggest she’d seen but it was most certainly the biggest she’d fucked – or it would be very soon. Her ex-husband certainly hadn’t come anywhere close to the size of the beautiful Black babymaker now in her hands. She gave him a few nice gentle sucks on the head of his cock and then ran her tongue up and down his impressive shaft tasting it as she coated it with her saliva. She finally ran her tongue down to his base.”You have a beautiful cock,” she said almost under her breath but was rewarded with a throaty chuckle from Josh. Georgia held his shaft erect and moved her attention on to the heavy balls which swung underneath it. Her other hand cupped them with infinite care. “These are beautiful too – and heavy.””You know why that is dont ya.””Hhmmm,,,””Tell me, my little white slut, why they so heavy.”She with infinite care suckled each of the heavy Black balls in her mouth and then responded. “They’re full of cum.””Not just any cum – potent Black seed. I ain’t no spunky teenager but I ain’t shooting blanks either. They full of the stuff that puts little nigga babies in bellies like this one.” His big Black paw reached down to her.She teased the base of his shaft and his balls with her playful tongue. “Oh, Mr Hawkins, you’d like to knock your little slave up. Like to leave me…” She reached behind herself and pulled her heels off, “…barefoot and pregnant.”Did she imagine she felt a little throb from his cock – she’d have to be careful or she might push him too far. He knew the danger too and his voice came down to her as a growl of lust. “On your feet slut, I ain’t gonna be shooting over your face. You know where I’m gonna put my first load. Plenty of strong African seed to get you good and Black bred just like every little white ho should be.”He hauled her to her feet and then his hand went down between her legs and found her pussy. She moved her legs apart and bent her legs a little to help him but her wet pussy was offering little resistance. First one, then two, then three fingers disappeared into her as he worked her sex. It felt damn good but she knew that it was just the appetiser. He pulled his fingers out and held them in front of her. She opened her mouth and tasted herself on his fingers. She sucked him clean and then saw him sit back on his chair with his big cock standing up against his belly.”Gonna need new stockings,” he pointed to her legs. She looked down and saw the ladders and tears in the sheer material.”They ain’t the only things I’m gonna ruin tonight – you know that don’t you. I’m gonna ruin you for all them little white boys out there. After tonight they ain’t gonna want you – they gonna say you is a nigga lovin’ slut. Ain’t gonna matter tho – because it’ll just be the truth. That’s what you’ll be and you won’t never disrespect yourself enough to ever want to go back to their pasty little limp noodles. Not once you’ve had this.” He eased his cock forward towards her with his hand.The invitation was obvious and Georgia was very eager to take him up on it. She moved up to him and straddled him so that she could slide down onto him. But Josh put out a hand and she stopped as her body touched it. She was standing over his seated form now with her legs on either side of him. He casually flicked his hard Black cock against her pale pink belly.”Wasn’t joking back there. You on the pill?”She shook her head as she looked intently into his dark eyes.”That’s good. Little white slaves shouldn’t be taking no birth control. It’s for their man to decide when to breed them. That’s what being owned means. Just so’s you know – I ain’t going to be pulling out. Now you know the rules you can make your decision.”He removed his hand and held his hard cock up for her again.He watched with satisfaction as she eased forward and took hold of his shaft. Her eyes were fixed on his cock now – proving how hungry she was to feel him in her. Georgia edged up onto her tip-toes and held the cock up to the entrance of her pussy. Only then did she hesitate a little before pushing her body down. She grunted as his first couple of inches entered her. Her pussy was very receptive but he was a big man. Together they worked on getting him deeper and deeper into her womanhood”Yeah – thass right. Look down there and see that white cunt of yours finally getting what it needs and deserves. Never seen a little white bitch better suited for riding Big Black Cocks. Feels good don’t it.””AGGGHHHHH…” Georgia couldn’t speak. Maybe it was his dirty talk or the situation or the realization that she was fucking a Black man that did it. Maybe it was that big Black pleasure pole that was plundering her pussy and reaching places her ex-husband had never even come close to. Maybe, though she only wondered about this much later, maybe it was the effect of her piercing in magnifying the pressure where it would do the most good. Whatever the cause Georgia’s world seemed to explode in a mighty orgasm that picked her whole being up and swept it away on a great wave of pleasure.She barely felt his big hand grab her right breast and hold it hard as he began to power his cock up into her pussy. Her second orgasm came crashing in before the first had receded and she knew that nothing could ever be the same again. Old Josh Hawkins had fulfilled his pledge. He had ruined her for white men FOR EVER. Not every Black man would be able to make her feel like this but she’d never stop looking for those that could now that she knew what sex was supposed to be like. She’d wasted so many years – had denied herself for so many years. No longer. ‘The game’ had been a growing part of her life but from now on it would BE her life. Josh had transformed her. She was no longer a woman who happened to desire Black men. From now on she was just what he had called her – a slut for the Black man. Everything else would be secondary to hunting the next big Black cock which could make her feel like this and she would find enough that she could never break her new addiction.Her Master had told her that it was unacceptable for a white woman to tease a Black bull if she wasn’t ready to put out and he had ordered her to fulfil her promises to the custodian who worked under her at the school, a man fifteen years her senior and with a big old beer gut and a grizzled crop of hair. She now realised just how wise her Master had been – how much better he knew what was good for her. She would never have thought of giving herself to a man like Josh without her Master’s prompting and then she would never have experienced this amazing high. Maybe it would have been as good with a younger or more handsome man but then she wouldn’t have learned a valuable lesson. Black men of all kinds could bring her pleasure. As the weekend wore on she would learn an even more important lesson. Seeing the pleasure that she gave to a man like Josh was a massive turn-on for her. A re-affirmation of her femininity and her sexuality.Just now Josh was very intent on proving to her how much she turned him on. He pushed upwards from his chair and his strong legs easily lifted her smaller body. She bit her lip and clung onto him as he marched her across to the table and laid her down on it. His powerfully thrusting cock didn’t seem to miss a beat as it powered in and out of her. One strong hand held her body in place while the thumb of the other teased her piercing.Georgia felt the firmness of the wood under her body. She laid her head against the table and lay with her mouth open, gasping for air. Josh was using her for his pleasure, let there be no doubt about that, but he was doing it in such a way that he was playing her body like an instrument. Her eyes were wide as they stared up at his face. She saw the sweat on his brow, the determination of his eyes as he worked on making her his. He leaned down and she felt him suck at her tit. His tongue then flicked at her hard nipple before he raised his head again satisfied by the livid red mark he had left on her pale flesh.Josh powered on – breathing heavily now. She knew that he had to be close even before he grunted out, “Look up if you wanna see how I keep my promises.” She lifted her head off the table just in time to get a close-up view of a Black man coming in her unprotected white pussy. Josh gave a fierce last three strokes and then just held himself in place as his hips twitched forward – making sure that every possible drop of his seed was planted deep in her. It was the most intense moment that Georgia had experienced since the time she had found out she was pregnant with her daughter.She started to get up but Josh laid a black hand onto her body. “No running away – you gotta stay still so my seed can find your egg.” She obeyed him – lying there and imagining how she would feel if she didn’t know this was a ‘safe’ time. It had been intense just playing out the fantasy – how would it feel to do it for real? She had a pretty good idea. She knew how her mind worked now. She knew how incredible she would feel as a Black man, or Black men, tried to breed her. She knew that once she had felt that intensity she would want it again and again and again. She only had to think about Jess, her cousin, to know where that path would lead. The maternity ward and a Black man’s baby in her arms. Pregnancy had thrown her life off course once so she knew the implications. She knew that she couldn’t take such risks. And yet…***Josh fucked her again that night – but this time in the rather more comfortable bed. The next morning she got up first and started hunting round for the makings of breakfast. Josh found her there and took her again – this time from behind as she stood holding onto the kitchen counter.While she was fixing lunch he came up behind her again. His hand reached under her dress and found her pussy. She held herself in place and happily gave him access. “I been thinking,” he growled into her ear, “maybe I’m getting too old to keep a young woman like you satisfied. I could call my friends – make sure you get as much Black cock as you can handle.”Georgia appreciated the ‘young woman’ bit – a nice compliment for a woman with a daughter at college! She turned and kissed him. “I don’t think you better had – I’ve got all I can handle just here,” and she gently cupped the front of his pants with her hand. His smile told her that despite his offer he hadn’t really wanted to share her. Maybe if this wasn’t just a two day thing it might have been different but she wanted him to be jealous of every moment he had with her. His moustache tickled her as he kissed her again.***Sunday was their last day together and Georgia let Josh take some pics to ‘remember her by’, as he had euphemistically put it. She’d already posted pics on the net for her Master so she had no objection so long as her face wasn’t shown in any compromising shots. So he had a full picture of her in her little black dress finery but her naked pic and the pics of her sucking and fucking were carefully selected not to show her face clearly. His fourth picture was a close up of a gaping white pussy filled with cum and a Black cock with a drop of semen at its tip as it withdrew from her.”Gonna be good to look back at these when I’m out West,” said Josh with a chuckle. “Once I’m out there I’ll mostly be playing the role of grandpa so it’ll be good to remember I could once get a woman as fine as you. Like to complete the set tho.””What do you mean?”He moved his hand to her belly as they lay together on his bed. “Like to have a pic of this filling out with a Black man’s baby.”She swatted at him playfully. “You’re terrible…””I’m serious,” he said, “think you’d look damn fine carrying the proof of your blackening in that lily-white womb of yours. I’m pretty sure that won’t be down to this weekend tho – we both been around the block long enough to know having k**s has to be for a lot better reasons than just that it makes us horny. You got a daughter – that’s right ain’t it?””Yes, who’s now a very grow up young woman at college.” She reached for a phone and showed him a pic of her and Charli together.He whistled. “Damn, she almost as beautiful as her mom. You just got the one…”Georgia nodded.”Don’t have to be that way does it?”She turned to him with a serious expression. “I don’t want to deceive you. I know I’ve said some stuff but it’s not a time when you’re likely to get me pregnant.”He chuckled again, his big belly jiggling on the bed. “Shit, you think I didn’t know that – not that I didn’t appreciate the fantasy! But I know something else too…”She looked at him wanting him to continue.”I been looking into those eyes of yours and watching you close when you talking about it. I’m thinking you’re a lot more interested than you likes to admit or let on.”Georgia processed his words. Could he really have read her right. Charli had not been planned and had come when she was way too young and not really been prepared for it. Her daughter was the most precious thing in her world but that pregnancy had derailed her whole life in many ways. That time sometimes seemed only yesterday but was actually half her life ago. Since she’d become an ’empty nester’ she had wondered how she would do things differently now. It had been a safe idle thought since her marriage was ending and there was no man in her life. Things were rather different now…His voice broke in on her thoughts. “Just promise me one thing – if you decide to go that route make sure to send me that fifth picture.”Georgia felt a movement against her leg and knew before she looked that he was tapping her with his hard Black cock.”I know you’re thinking you not going to get pregnant but I know that’s never 100% for certain and I want to make sure to keep you good and full of my seed just in case.”Georgia’s response to his words was almost instinctive now. She lay on her back and eased her knees up and apart to leave her pussy open to him. A moment later she felt the weight of his body as he covered her and his hard cock take its rightful place in her wet and welcoming pussy – just as nature intended.The Joy of RiskThe film clip was of the usual questionable quality. It definitely wasn’t helped by the dark conditions, the movement of the camera and the sound of the wind on the microphone. This clip had clearly been recorded outside.The camera showed the backs of jean-clad legs as they walked up a dirt path.”Thought we woz fucking not going for a route-march,” came a gruff deep voice.”She’s worth it – we had to put her out here so no-one would find her first.” That sounded like the voice of her Master. Georgia could already guess who the ‘she’ was – the Girl in the Hood.Georgia knew what to call her now. This video hadn’t been sent to her by her Master as the others had. Instead she had been given a link to a Pornhub account which contained all the clips she had seen already and others besides. They all featured the same girl and in all of them she wore the same leather hood. The account was called ‘The Girl in the Hood’ and Georgia immediately saw the double meaning in that. This clip was the most recently posted.If the account details were to be trusted then the girl was 19, based in the Capital and ‘lived for Black cock.’ The clips confirmed the last part at least.”Oh yeah, thass what I’m talking about.” The men had turned a corner and their flash-lights now illuminated a metal gate of the sort used to block off a farm road. Stood by the gate and attached to it by a cord was the girl wearing the leather hood and her cape of dark material.The camera moved close to show the cord and the padlock attaching it to the gate. The other end of the chain ended in a padded cuff around the girl’s wrist.”Key,” said the voice of her master and a gloved hand was held out to the girl. With her free hand she unfastened a key clipped to her cape and handed it to him. “Turn round,” he ordered and she turned her back to the men and held out her free arm. Its wrist already bore a cuff and one of the men drew up a second cord from the gate and padlocked it securely. Now she was attached to the gate by both arms and though she could still stand upright she could not turn to see the men behind her.”Care to do the unwrapping,” said her Master and one of the men stepped forward and took a firm grasp of the cape by one of the holes made in it earlier. He gave a firm tug and the cloth ripped. Once started the man found it easy to tear the flimsy garment apart and soon it lay in two pieces at the now naked girl’s feet. Her tattoo of black and white faces united in a kiss as the yin and yang symbol was momentarily visible before four dark-skinned Black men, all still clothed, moved in around her. Their hands moved over her body and sought her firm large young breasts and her tight shaved pussy. They knew that she had been provided as their sexual plaything. A bearded man with a shaven head leaned forward to kiss the girl via the mouth-hole on her mask. Through it all she stood still and only eased her legs apart as a black hand sought to cup the mound of her pussy.”Did I lie – isn’t she just about perfect?” came the voice of her Master.”No lie – she worth every fuckin’ penny,” was the gruff response of another of the men, his voice heavily accented. Was he Jamaican? “Back home she be real popular. Make a man some real bank. Interested in selling her?”Watching the clip Georgia saw the girl shiver. The men seemed to have paid for her services – would they really be able to buy her too? The girl didn’t try to escape or protest though. If anything she edged her legs further apart and arched her back a little so that her big firm breasts were shown to their best advantage. She seemed to be inviting their interest – Georgia could only imagine how the girl felt, could only imagine how she herself would feel. Would she be screaming for help or, like the girl on her monitor, would she be ready to accept that her Master knew what was best for her and would protect her if he felt it necessary. Georgia had heard the pride in her master’s voice when he had talked of the girl and again she felt jealousy, unreasonable but fierce.”This young lady’s only for hire not for sale,” the Master’s voice was firm and drew expressions of disappointment from the men. “Do have a little treat for you all tho. Had to make special arrangements because it’s a very special day. Ain’t it girl?””Yes Master,” came the girl’s voice, again disguised by both the hood and some audio post-production.”You see,” her Master went on, “this little snow-bunny is primed to breed tonight and she’s been wanting to try some preggo-risk fucking. That’s right ain’t it girl?””Yes Master.””Heard that before – generally ends in a house-full o’ little niggas,” laughed the bearded man. He placed his hand under one of the girl’s breasts and seemed to weigh it. “Good titties – well suited to feeding Black babies. Good breedin’ stock. Looks fertile as fuck too,” he moved his hand down her body. “After tonight this fine belly soon won’t be so tight and flat. Be showing her first Black baby – provin’ what a little white slut-ho she be.”The girl gave a little moan. Georgia realised that it was a sound of arousal rather than despair. The turn of events had set Georgia’s mind racing on her own past and her own early pregnancy. She hoped the girl knew what she was doing. But at only 19 how could she? Again the instinctive side of her brain made itself heard too. At her current age Georgia herself certainly knew the implications. If her Master wanted her to do what the girl was doing would she agree to it? Her brain knew the right answer but her body had already reacted to the mere idea of being placed in the girl’s position. She felt the heat of her desire and knew that her body wanted it. Wanted to make new life. She shook her head but as she watched on her fingers continued to play with her pussy.The camera moved over to a bag by the gate. “Just checkin’,” said the voice and then he found the small box. He opened it and gave a chuckle of approval. “All present and correct.” He showed the men the contents, the girl’s diaphragm. “This here is her only birth control. She ain’t using it so she can experience the ultimate in raw Black fucking. Tell these men what you want girl.”The voice was muffled but quite clear enough, “I want them to use me – that’s what I’m here for. I want potent Black men to fill me with their seed and breed me. Make me carry their strong Black babies. Show the world what I’m good for.”One of the men laughed. “Trained this one good. I figure we can give her what she’s after. Time she used that mouth for something better than talking.” He pulled down his jogging pants and put his hand on the base of the girl’s neck. The cords were long enough to allow her to lean over and take his hard Black cock into her mouth.”She not on the pill for true?” The Jamaican asked.”Who the fuck cares,” growled the bearded man, “if you’re doubting I’ll go first. If he sez she’s fertile then the bitch is primed. Don’t much care myself – just here to get my nut in a pretty little white girl. If it knocks her up thass her problem.”As he spoke the last of the men pulled down his pants and revealed about nine inches of hard Black cock. Without any preamble he walked up to the excited girl and started working the head of his cock on her pussy lips. “Fuck that – gonna knock this little bitch up. All these white sluts are good for. You want that little bitch? You want me to fuck you hard and put a little nigga in ya?”The girl didn’t answer. Her mouth was busy with the big Black cock of the bearded man. The Jamaican was on his haunches with his mouth latched onto her swinging right breast. The other man was waiting his turn slowly stroking his already hard Black cock, a cock already wet from the girl’s oral talents.The man behind her didn’t wait long for an answer. “Who gives a fuck what you crackas think anyway – we know what’s best for ya. Now let’s get this breeding party started.” With that he pushed his nine inches of hard Black meat home into receptive wet pussy. In a couple of powerful strokes he was in her to the balls – her white flesh yielding submissively to his potent Black invader. His hands moved to her hips and held her hard as he began to give her what he had promised. First he fucked her hard – leaving her struggling to keep the bearded man’s cock in her mouth as she was pounded from behind. Then, after a short but frantic session, he grunted and shot his load deep into her.Georgia couldn’t see him nut in the girl but the sound of that grunt was unmistakeable. The man gave another couple of slower strokes and then withdrew wiping the head of his cock on the girl’s leg. The bearded man took his place and the others moved to take advantage of her mouth and tits. The Girl in the Hood was there for their entertainment that night and they intended to take full advantage.”Sloppy seconds,” grunted the bearded man as he began the age-old baby-making rhythmn. “Best be ready girl coz Levy there shot enough in ya for triplets.” His big belly shook with laughter at his own joke and he leaned forward to reach for her tits. The smaller white body seemed almost engulfed beneath the larger Black one and skilled fingers sought and played with erect young nipples. The girl was moaning as two hard Black cocks tapped at her demanding her mouth’s skilled attention.”What ya think?” That was the voice of her Master.”Almost worth the trip just for her.” That had to be the voice of Levy – the man who had already bred the girl. His voice was also accented – a mix of British and perhaps Nigerian with an over-lay of African-American influence. “You sure she not for sale? She’d fit in real good with my girls.””A new life in London, eh? Lots of babies and even more ink?” Her Master’s observations on the girl’s possible future drew an amused laugh from Levy.”Like I say – what else they good for? Sweet little things like her was put on earth for the pleasure of the Black man.”The bearded man seemed to echo him at that moment with a half-stifled, “Mother-fucka”, and a fresh rush of potent Black seed into the girl’s unprotected pussy. He withdrew and the Jamaican took his turn fucking her. The fourth man finally had uncontested access to her mouth and took full advantage. He took a firm hold on her leather hood and set a fast pace to her sucking.The Jamaican didn’t last long but when the fourth man stepped up behind the girl he gave an expression of distress.”Shit look at this fuckin mess – lube’s all good and all but this is crazy.”The camera moved to capture the scene. The girl’s pussy was almost gaping open and surrounded by a froth where semen had been churned between mating bodies. A long trickle ran down her leg from her pussy.”Wass the problem man,” said the Jamaican, “thass just what a well-fucked cunt look like.””Fuck,” grumbled the fourth man, “the ho take it in the ass?””You come ready for that?” her Master asked the girl.”Yes please Master,” came the immediate firm response.The fourth man looked to the camera and her Master must have signalled his approval. The man was handed some lube and swiftly began exploring her with his fingers. He slowly pushed one, two and then three fingers into her ass. He skilfully worked on making her ready to take his cock and she moved back upright and turned her head. His other hand pulled her close to him and his mouth found hers. A long deep wet kiss as his fingers continued their work.Finally he broke and stepped back. He gripped her side with one hand as his other pushed the head of his big Black cock against her pink rose-bud. Resistance was almost negligible and equally futile. The man was going to take her ass and she wanted him to. Soon he was moving in and out of her with long strong strokes and being rewarded by a little female grunt each time.”Seriously,” said Levy, “we need to talk about her future. She made to be my ho – don’t think she’d settle for anything less.””Next time you visit I’ll ask her if she’s interested in going over. Not just yet tho. At the moment I’m enjoying playing with her too much.””Fair ’nuff – while we talking this way I’d best say I’m interested by the girl with the camera too.”The camera seemed to shudder as if it had almost been dropped. Then after a moment it came steady again.There was another deep bass chuckle. “That one’s in demand – who know’s tho. Maybe we can talk about HER next time you over here too.”The clip ended and Georgia saw only the faint shadow of her own face in the dark screen of her computer monitor.

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