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Michael Gives His Mom
By Mkarl
This is the first in a five part series of total perversion. Our hero is
Michael, a boy you might think that you know. What secrets do people hide? What
is true evil? This is a story of rape and torture and betrayal on an ultimate
scale. The material is heavy in its racial overtones so if you are offended by
such things please read no further. The story could be true but it is not so if
you no not know the difference between fantasy and reality then do not read any
further. Finally the story is meant for the enjoyment of adults only so if you
are under the age of eighteen stop reading at once, get out of this site and do
not come back until your correct birthday. For anyone left reading please enjoy
Book I Michael Gives His Mom
The first time Tyrone joked about "it" Michael got mad. Tyrone just kept
talking and talking and talking about how Blacks would always be better then
whites just because of how "big" they were. Michael did not want to believe
Tyrone even though he had to admit that all the Blacks he had ever seen were at
least twice his own size.
Still, the stories always said a girl does not care about how big "it"
is. Tyrone had to laugh because Blacks knew how to use "it" better too. All
white women dreamed of being put in their "place" by a Black stud. Eventually
the whole white race would all be part colored and Tyrone was going to do his
part to breed as many white bitches as he could.
Tyrone may have been a bastard but he was the coolest kid on the block.
He was already in a gang and had a gun and everything. He even told Michael how
it was him and three other kids who had raped Lean and knocked the little bitch
up in the boy's locker room at school. Lean had been out of class for almost a
month but still had the bruises when she came back. She even said she did not
know who had "did" her (just like Tyrone said all white chicks would because
"once they had gone Black they never went back").
It was hard to admit but there was something about hearing this Nigger
talk about darkening his own race that fascinated Michael. Watching Lean's
tummy grow bigger day by day Michael could only imagine the impotent rage a
husband would feel to have his wife producing a Black bastard. There would be
nothing that could be done as Michael had been raised that abortion was
impossible.
Sometimes it almost became too much with Tyrone as he would go on and on
about every white bitch he saw and how she would love to be his slave. Tyrone
finally crossed the line when he said he could even do it to Michael's own Mom.
It was foolish really. Michael knew he was nothing compared to Tyrone but
you could not allow anyone to talk about your own mom "that" way. Tyrone got
off on it. It was like he was totally proving who was better as he bitch
slapped Michael down. Tyrone pinned the white boy's shoulders with his own
knees and actually laughed that he could "do" Michael if he wanted but he was
only into girls.
Michael did not talk to Tyrone for a couple days but the thing is he
could not get the idea out of his head. It could never happen because she was
his mom but Michael had thought about her before and now his dreams became full
of images of her with the Blacks. It was sick and repulsive to the boy after he
had touched himself but in his moments of passion he began to wonder if it was
really so impossible.
His mom would be devastated. She was the best and most clean girl alive.
Michael could see it in everything thing his mother did. Her love for and
devotion to her family was the personification of motherhood. It was not her
fault she was built like a walking wet-dream.
In a way Tyrone's comments about Michael's mother excited him a little
because Michael had imagined some of them himself. He knew it was not nice to
think about his own mother undressed but with the body she had he could not
help himself. Michael had never even seen his mother in her underwear. She was
so proper but clothes can not conceal everything and the boy knew his mother
had the "goods."
The real problem with Tyrone's possible use of Michael's mother may have
come down to the fact that he almost believed she never did sex at all let
alone with a kid she had said was evil. Michael had snooped on his mother over
the years and had never seen any evidence she did the nasty anymore. She was so
into the church Michael finally guessed that his mother actually went with the
bible that the only excuse for "knowing" a male was reproduction. Either his
mom had cut his father off or dad must not have had the "boys" to do "that" job
anymore because the final fact that Michael was sure of was that his mom used
no "protection."
It was a dangerous pleasure to think about but Michael knew reality was
out of the question. Even if it was true that Lean and every other white bitch
could be enslaved to the power of the Nigger cock his mom just had to be off
limits.
Things had got more intense between the boys since Tyrone had beat
Michael like his bitch. Tyrone was becoming more obnoxious and domineering
insisting that Michael buy him things and do his homework and other stuff.
Michael still envied Tyrone for his sports reputation and his gang connections
but he was beginning to see the things his mother had always warned him about.
The second time Tyrone brought up the topic of slaving Michael's mom the
boy just took it. Jerome and Mustafa got into it too. They claimed they had did
a bitch the night before in her own home. Her husband and kids were forced to
watch everything while the bitch came all over their huge Black cocks. The boys
laughed that Michael's mother would cum with every fuck they gave her.
As soon as Michael had got home he had gone straight to his room for
relief. Images of his mother loving the Niggers burned in his head as he had to
bring himself off three times to drowse his fire. It was so evil but why did it
arouse the boy so?
The next day Michael decided he should argue back as Tyrone and Jerome
started in on him. There was just no way the boys could have his mom as their
slave. She was a good girl and would never stray on his father. The boys just
laughed and said they would not be "asking." They would just beat her and
take her. They beat every other bitch they had so why did Michael think they
would not beat his own mom into submission just as easy?
The truth is Michael had not even considered that. Michael feared he
actually had begun to suspect that he wanted the Niggers to be right on their
opinions about his mom, but to have her beaten into submission was going too
far.
That night Michael woke with a fright. Even his nightmares had his mother
in peril. Michael touched himself as he laid in the darkness. He almost wished
he could hear her screams right then from her room.
Michael's dad would have been horrified to be forced to watch. The boys
might have had to kill him even. There would be nothing the Niggers would not
do to get their fun. Yes, his daddy would be hurt but then his mother would get
it worst.
Michael's heart was beating as he thought about it more. He imagined if
he got out of bed he could go sneaking down the hall in his pajamas to see his
mother crying her eyes out for her husband but having Tyrone and his gang just
laughing as they started to get ready for her turn. Michael would watch in joy
never running for the phone as his mother would be the plaything for every
Nigger.
Then her crying and screaming would get quieter and quieter as their big
Nigger cocks did their special magik. That would be the real proof she did not
really want anyone to get the police or do anything else to spoil all the
"fun." His mom might even see Michael watching as she was used and abused but
by then all she would do was smile and have him hold her hand while she made
his little brother.
The night was quiet once again as Michael's heart rate slowed and he
wiped his messy hand on his blanket. It had to happen but he could not allow
his dad to be hurt. It would be bad enough that his dad would leave when his
mother had the Black baby.
Tyrone acted almost shocked when Michael told him his plan. The Nigger
had not lied about his attitudes towards whites but even though he had always
known Michael was a Nigger wannabe it still was still sick that he was actually
giving up his own mom for rape. Tyrone had planned to do the bitch anyhow but
to have Michael's cooperation was a real laugh.
Michael explained they would have to wait three weeks for his dad's
fishing trip. Michael would be away too which would leave his mom home alone
for five days to take her slaving. Michael agreed that the Niggers could do
whatever was necessary to break his mother but the condition was everything had
to be videotaped for Michael to enjoy later. If his mom could not be enslaved
and then tried to get the police involved this could be the only rape she ever
took and Michael wanted it for his entertainment. The final part of the plan
would be that after the Niggers owned his mom's white ass they would arrange to
give her to Michael for his sexual gratification whenever he wanted.
Michael was at the mercy of the Niggers in a way because they really did
not need his cooperation but it would make it more interesting to them so they
would honor his desires as much as possible. Getting Michael's house key would
let them make a night time attack to lesson the risk of some stupid neighbor
getting involved and Michael did have some pretty sick ideas that would be fun
to try also.
The days came and went as Michael grew hotter and hotter. He could not
stand to be around his mother without getting an instant erection. When he
scraped his knee one day and she kissed it better he almost reached down to
pull her up by the hair (where he really wanted to make her kiss). He had to
laugh as his father acted all loving to her out at dinner on their anniversary
because it would be the last such celebration before he would be leaving her.
His dad could never accept Michael's mother bringing color to the family name.
Finally it was time to pack for the five day trip. His dad thought the
boy's eagerness was over the fucking fish. His mom was all hugs and kisses as
Michael just thought she should be saving "that" for her lovers. Finally they
were on the rode to paradise.
Each day was an eternity as Michael could not get rid of his "wood." If
his dad noticed he said nothing. He had been young once too and boys did get
"that" way sometimes. Michael relieved himself whenever possible and spent his
sleepless nights dreaming of all the things back home. As anxious as he had
been for the trip to begin the drive back home was like assertion to heaven.
The only negative was he knew the Niggers would have to be finishing on his
mother and that was the shame that she would be getting any break from her new
life as a Nigger slave (if you call being tied-up naked and left beaten and
covered in cum for your family to find a break).
His dad was destroyed. His mother was in a panic that they could not call
the police or Michael would be killed. It was all the boy could do to keep from
laughing out loud. It took almost an hour for his dad to saw though the
handcuffs. Michael had been sent to his room which was a relief so he could get
out of his underwear. He was cum in his pants the instant he had seen his
mother trussed up.
Michael had listened at his mother's insistence for no police or medical
intervention. His father was acting more concerned for the beating she had
obviously taken then for the thought of revenge but he was obviously in shock
and Michael snickered that once the realization of how filthy she had been set
in on his dad then his mother's last line of support would be eliminated.
As soon as his mother had been freed she insisted on taking a shower but
some things could never be made clean again. His mother had been the Nigger
play toy Michael had dreamed about and was probably already starting to fill
with her new bastard. Let mommy try to clean that one up.
It was like a death in the family all that first night. His dad still
trying to be supportive as his mother cried herself to sleep. She was having a
hard time moving from the pain of her beating but Michael could not feel sorry
at all just wondering how she had looked taking it all. Michael had seen her
wedding dress torn and stained and seen her tattoo when he had gotten his look
at her tied-up so he figured the boys maybe had done everything like he wanted.
It had been hard planning his mother's rape. There were seventeen boys
that would take part and five days to fill. Most of the time would be
gratuitous fucking her in all of her holes but Michael had more ambition then
that for the videos. He had made Tyrone promise to do four special tapes each
with its own theme. Michael had spent the three weeks of preparation typing out
screen plays so all his wishes could be fulfilled now all he could do was wait
for Leroy to run off enough copies of the videos for Michael to get his
deserved show.
Book II Michael Gives His Mom
This is the second in a five part series of a story of total perversion.
Our hero is Michael, a boy you might think you know. Michael had been raised
with the most loving mother and father possible but sometimes a boy needs more.
Blame it on bad influences or accept that there is true evil in the world but
Michael "loved" his mother in a different way then most boys (if you have
already read book one then you might say "loved" is the wrong word).
At the close of book one Michael had arranged for his mother's
brutalization and slaving to a local gang of young Blacks from the neighborhood
led by the boy Tyrone. Michael had kept his innocence by arranging for the
attack to coincide with his own absence from the house for the week on a
fishing trip with his father. Before you wonder too much how any boy could miss
the opportunity to take a front role seat to his own mother's beating and rape,
the boy had taken the precaution of having video tapes filmed of the
festivities. Michael would have a permittit show of his mother's initial ruin
that he would watch for the rest of his life. All that he needed to do was wait
for the copies to be made.
Tape I "The New Wedding"
The only sound at first is the soft hum of the video machine as the tape
starts to play and then the screen lights up and the image is pure beauty. The
lady's name is Leta but it is not important because for the next hour all that
you will watch is to see her destroyed.
You have no idea how many boys there are. They are not shy about being on
camera though as if their youth is all the protection from the law they
require. The camera work is amateurish at best and it annoys you somewhat but
there is a primal quality that adds flavor to the show.
She is crying at first held down on her knees. Even with the boy yanking
back on her hair you can see that she is a woman of quality and now some paid
whore. She is whimpering about something but it sounds like gibberish.
"No, pleeeeeease. That is my only copy. Whyyyyyyyy? Why are you doing
this to meeeee? I am Michael's Mom."
It sounds good to hear her whine as you can just tell by the looks in the
boy's eyes that the reaction they want is for the bitch to suffer and break.
The one holding her hair is a magnificent young buck with his giant erection.
He is twisting her hair and yanking to inflict the pain to make the shot work.
"I told you to smile for the camera bitch. This is your new wedding video
so you better fucking smile."
Most videos of weddings are pieces of shit with the artistic quality of
watching paint drying but you begin to realize the video you are watching is
something much more. That it was originally filmed over top the chicks original
wedding tape just made it more of a laugh even if the cunt did not agree.
"Please. It is my copy. What did I do to you? Stop it!!!!! Your ruining
my wedding tape."
"Then smile you stupid bitch. This is the happiest day of your life. You
white cunts are all alike looking at us like we are animals but you all take it
just as easy. It makes you sick that we will have you and breed you. You don't
understand. Whitey has to pay and you bitches will be the fine. If you do not
want a bastard then we are going to marry you but you will be bred. By the time
we are done no one will ever be white again."
It is hard to hear the words but the truth is always undeniable. The fact
this bitch or you never had anything to do with slaving does not forgive you
the crime and for every crime must come a punishment. For the punishment to
look to fucking sexy was just an amazing blessing.
The camera pans down to show off the bitch and your cock pays attention.
You know her to be thirty-three years of age but her body lies her to be half
of that age. Her tits stand up proud without an inch of sag. They are not so
big but their shape is mouthwatering and her nipples are the most sensitive and
constantly erect you ever saw. If she had ever breast fed her son would have
been the luckiest boy ever.
You would like to see her cunt but too much would spoil the suspense and
her panties allow for the smallest retention of her "goodness." With three
other videos there would be hours to study her sex in detail.
"He told you to smile you stupid cunt."
"OWWWWWWWW! Don't hurt me."
The slap catches you by surprise coming from off camera but the effects
spring to life as her cheek reddens to ripeness.
"Take it you fucking bitch."
You try not to look away as she starts to scream. You know it is the
least of what is to be done but you can not help but feel for the woman. The
slaps are unrelenting if only at half strength but even so they accomplish the
purpose and the bitch musters her smile.
"Don't fucking mess her up too bad before we get some "before" pictures
for the Internet."
"You think I don't fucking know that? She is smiling now aren't you cunt?
You think it will save you but it won't. You will get the fuck beat out of you
every time you have to do something."
You reach down to unzip your pants for the first time as your own
hardness is getting uncomfortable. You know you should not enjoy such
wickedness but the boys evil excitement is contagious and you begin to feel the
need to fast forward to the "real good stuff."
You contain your impulse knowing there would be plenty of time for
slow-motion study of the "good-parts" later and your patience is rewarded with
the next plot advancement. The only hint at the filth of the next act was the
look of the bitch .
"You filthy fucking animals. You will all go to hell. I will have you
killed. What are you doing? My husband will kill you."
"We will kill him bitch. You can be a widow or you can get divorced. Your
wedding video is being erased and your photo album is in the trash but now you
need to show the camera you want this divorce. Your wedding certificate has a
good flavor covered in cum so eat it you bitch."
It looked like you might imagine as she tried to keep her mouth shut. The
paper was dripping in slime and looked slippery enough to slide down her
throat. The one buck continued to hold her by the hair while the second kid
reached out to pinch her nose shut. As she started to turn blue she finally was
broke and before she could recover he had pushed it all in. The taste must have
been hell as she started to gag but with the boy holding her chin the chewing
began.
The idiot on the camera lost focus as he zoomed for a close-up. Every
chew by the bitch had to give her more cum. The paper had been soaked in Nigger
cum. You giggle as you count how many times he forces her to chew.
She is really starting to heave. It will be amazing if she will be able
to choke it down the way she is panicking and then it happens as she just
looses it all. The boys can barely get out of the way as they momentarily
release her in her own mess.
"What is the matter bitch didn't your snack agree with you."
Leta could not understand how anyone could be so evil. They were laughing
at her shame. She wanted to die. Then she felt him pull her hair again and felt
her face shoved down into her own mess. It almost made her sick again.
"Finish eating you bitch."
She has been crying from the beginning but you see even more. It is like
stages as she breaks before your eager eyes. As much as a fuck would be nice to
watch torture was the real are that made rape special. Still, even you have
your standards and as she begins to clean up after herself you find yourself
trying not to heave yourself.
The final bites finish her certificate and the camera shot is awesome as
she is forced to pose with open mouth for proof that she had really swallowed.
It was surreal in its simplicity. A crying slightly bruised face framed to
perfection with crybaby eyes shouting her shame and wide open mouth proving the
deed.
Symbols can mean so much. That is their power and their curse. What can
be no more then a tradition to someone can be the very identity to another.
Leta was a girl who lived to be perfect. Her wedding had been in her head from
the age of five and the real thing had been her dream. Now everything was being
ruined forever.
"Take your ring off bitch or I will break your fucking finger."
She could not do it. The ring had been in the family forever.
"Owwwwww!"
Her finger is not broken but that is her only solace has he takes the
ring from her. The camera begins to pull back to allow passage as the boy
holding the bitch by the hair yanks her off balance. It is a scene from a cave
girl movie as she gets dragged to the washroom and the camera zooms in to show
the toilet had been prepared.
"Put it in the shit, bitch."
You can not help but smile your appreciation. The ring was her life and
now she was the one to put it in the toilet. The lady's white hands made such
stark contrast with the dark shit as she suffered the outrage. It had required
another slap to her face and you knew her eyes were about to be Blackened. Her
hands were a tremble as the Black helped her flush and then all the sound was
of her sobbing.
"You are all divorced now bitch. You did good so we will not have to make
you into a widow. Now you can marry one of us so the baby will be proper."
The tape seams to have a break as the bitch is suddenly in white. Her
dress must have been special on her first day but you can see it now had been
altered. You see her panties have finally been removed but the cuts in the
dress give only the most fleeting of looks.
The ceremony is performed with her very own bible but the vows she has to
use are not any you have heard before. Her voice drops to a whisper and a few
slaps are required to get her through it but finally you hear the submissive "I
do."
The wedding had been a little tame for your tastes but the consummation
was going to be the stuff of legend starting with the replacement for the
kissing of the bride.
"On your knees bitch."
"Why?"
"Open your mouth now."
"What are you doing? Please stop."
"Drink it wife."
It was something you wanted to see but had not expected as part of the
wedding. It made sense in its way it you thought about how animals mark what
belonged to them. It looked at hot as hell. She started to shut her lips but it
was too late as she caught a mouthful. It would have been nice if she had been
made to swallow the whole load but as he lost that option the Black countered
nicely with getting some in her eyes.
You laugh at the site before nervously checking your room to reassure
that you are still alone. If some was too surprise you now you would be
humiliated. Some people would not appreciated this piece of art you now were
watching but that was their problem and not yours.
In most weddings after the bride is kissed by the groom the guests get a
go at the reception and you are joyful to see the custom take its own meaning
in the video you now watch. It had to be planned as all twenty-three boys were
ready and able. No one got stage fright as they stepped up to bat and soon she
was soaked from her head to her toes. Several boys took her by her wet hair and
kept her mouth open as they forced her to drink load after load.
You did not know how the bitch kept from throwing up again as she drank
the boys piss but finally after nearly half an hour of just gratuitous pissing
the final boy dropped poor Leta into the puddle on the floor and before the
video faded to Black you hear one last thing.
"Clean yourself bitch. It is time for the hornymoon.."
Book III Michael Gives His Mom
This is the third in a five part series of a story of total perversion.
Our hero is Michael, a boy you might think that you know. In Book I we learned
what Michael had arranged for his mother to experience and in Book II we were
along for the show of the wedding video. Now in Book III we will be front and
center for the hornymoon because Book IV lets us understand how she was put to
the dogs and finally Book V is a happy ever after type of summary. This is my
first story on the net but if it does well I will be posting more so keep your
eye out for Mkarl.
Leta felt like a fucking whore. She had always been such a good little
girl going to church every Sunday, Saying her prayers and saying no to all the
nasty boys. She wanted to were white on her wedding and then the day had come.
She was a princess in her fairy tale. Dwayne was a good man in every way and
fulfilled her completely as a wife and a woman. They did their marriage duty on
her honeymoon and Michael came into the picture.
There was no more time for the messiness of lovemaking with a young baby
in the house and Dwayne did not make enough money for more then one child
anyhow. Leta knew god loved her and she never did anything that was bad until
the night her husband and son left her home all alone as they went on a fishing
trip.
She had no warning when they came into her room. They had not broke the
door or a window. She was held by the hair to far from the phone as she
recognized first Tyrone then Leroy, Toby and Jerome. There were more then
twenty boys in all although not all had fit in her room at first.
She had been dragged to the living room for more space and that is where
they had told her that she was going to be a slave and get bred. The boys were
all Niggers and she felt ill just too imagine herself with child by one of them
but she was hopelessly outnumber and slapped quiet when she tried to scream.
The filthy bastards laughed at her as she started to cry. She asked them
why and they told her she was going to pay for white crime. She had never done
anything but Tyrone had stepped up and took her by the hair. He called her
white trash and said she was a bitch. He would kill Dwayne if she did not let
them act like they were giving her a divorce and a new wedding. For all Leta
knew they may have had some sick Nigger religion where the new wedding would be
legal.
She had tried to be brave for her family and do what was needed so her
husband would not be killed but the bastards kept pushing her further and
further. They had destroyed everything she treasured from her wedding video and
album down to her wedding dress and ring. They had filmed everything as they
made her act like she was going along with the outrage.
Now she felt like a whore or at least how she imagined whores felt like.
She had just finished in the shower while four boys watched her try to clean
herself after serving as their communal urine for the past half hour. She felt
ill to her something but something kept her from vomiting. The taste would not
go away.
Leta had once read a story where a girl fantasized being raped. Leta had
been young then but it had horrified her that anyone could be that low of
morals. Now that Leta was at the mercy of real rapists it was only more proof
that for a girl like her rape was worse then death. She half hoped the filthy
animals would kill her because she could never face her loving husband or
precious boy after having been a Nigger fuck toy.
"Your clean enough bitch. You do not need to dry off. Now get ready for
your baby."
She did not know if she wanted to kill the bastard or herself. The
Niggers were really fucking serious. How could they know she was not on the
pill? There was no way they could have kept close enough tabs on her to know
that she was at her time of the month. Leta had no intention of having any more
children after Dwayne had his accident. He could barely function at all but she
had fulfilled herself in the other duties of wife and mother. She was certainly
never going to fuck around so there had never been a need for the pill. Now if
she was knocked-up she would be unable to use abortion or even the morning
after pill so she was screwed in every way.
Tyrone had married her and he was going to have the first try at breeding
her. Mustafa held her by the hair for a moment and then shoved her at Tyrone
who took her for a kiss. Even in this instant of total danger she could not
help but be aware of something as simple as her nakedness.
She felt him pressing against her belly. It seamed to be huge but she
would not look. She wanted to break the kiss but he was pulling her hair again.
It was a fucking wonder she had not been rendered bald the way they pulled her
hair. There was some types of pain a girl could not get used to.
His kiss was wet and slobbery but not the kiss of a virgin. She was
obviously not his first. She knew he was the age of her son and that thought
brought a swell of disgust that she was at the mercy of kids. Tyrone pressed
against her full body squishing her tits against his chest while reaching with
his free hand to take a pinch of her firm white ass.
The boy had done five bitches in his time. Lean had been young and wild
while his aunt Trudy had been some fine Black licorice but Tyrone had never
been so eager to breed as he was with this honky bitch. She had given him that
look the first time he went over with Michael like she was afraid he was going
to steal her blind. Tyrone hated that look even if he did do it to whitey every
chance that he got. He was only evening things up for all the slavery times.
Whites thought they were better because they were smarter but it was Tyrone and
Niggers like him that had it figured out if enough white bitches got put with
some color eventually whitey could be bred out of existence. It was fun too.
Usually the bitches screamed for the first but always after they were full of
his juice they calmed right down and never went to the "man."
Leta would be no different then the other bitches. Even if she got the
video to the cops he could only do time until he was eighteen. The young
offenders law was the greatest thing ever and he had four more years with it to
protect him so he was going to rape hundreds of more bitches. Still Tyrone was
taking nothing for granted with Leta. The way this bitch had cried her eyes out
she really was being destroyed by his Nigger love. She might just fucking shut
right off when he filled her full of cum. It was going to be sweat to finish
this bitch off.
There was nothing remotely romantic in Leta's mind as Tyrone continued to
molest her ass before suddenly twisting and taking her hard to the bed. He was
like an animal pouncing down to pin its bitch for mating. Leta responded with a
kick which brought a hard slap to her already tender face. She had seen herself
in the mirror and almost cried just from the sight of her eyes already Blacked
and the cut on her lip. The damn video tape kept recording her entire
humiliation. Leta had no idea who would possibly see this tape but she wanted
to scream into the lens for them to have the fucking decency to turn off the
television. If someone ever watched and got excited to see her beaten and
forcibly bred he should be damned straight to hell.
Hell was too good for Tyrone. If the devil took him right then it was
already too late. As Leta felt him trap her leg and shift down into position
her last thought was why her lord had forsaken her to the agents of darkness.
Tyrone grunted in pleasure as he pushed in. Michael may have been right
about his mother's lack of sex. She felt like a fucking virgin. Tyrone was only
nine inches long but that was still big compared to white boys. He pumped his
athletic ass to power deeper into the cunt. He would have given his left nut to
have the bitch cum all over his big Black cock but she seamed to be going all
spacey on him. He spit on her to keep her in the moment and started his love
talk.
"Your going to breed for me bitch. We are going to make you all big in
your baby making tummy just like when you had Michael. You are going to grow
Michael a little brother. Your very own Nigger.
Think about it bitch. Tell the camera you want to make a Nigger baby.
Tell the camera you love my Black dick putting my baby into your white cunt.
Your going to dirty your whole family. Everyone will hate you. Little kids will
see you with the baby and want to piss on you. Your ex-husband might fucking
put a bullet in his head if you shame him with color for his family name. Tell
the camera bitch. Tell the camera now."
She wanted to allow him to choke her. It would all be over. It would be
so easy just to die but Michael would be alone. If the Niggers did kill Dwayne
then Leta would be all Michael had left. She had to survive for her son. She
wished Dwayne could forgive her.
"I want it"
"Speak up bitch tell the camera what you want."
"A baby, I want a Nigger baby. A dirty Nigger baby."
"Your kid will kid this video bitch so talk nice."
"Please don't do this to me Tyrone."
"Talk for the camera bitch. Michael will get to see this video too."
"No. Nooooo."
"Yes, yes bitch now feel me throbbing your about to be a mommy again."
"Get off of me you Nigger."
It was a desperate last attempt to save herself but he was ready for it
and rode her back hard. He felt it inside and cheered "Come all over my cock
bitch."
It would be a good laugh if Michael believed his mother had cum for the
baby. Her face was a mask of despair and defeat and it gave the Nigger joy to
imagine her thoughts how she had betrayed her husband and family. Tyrone
grabbed her ankles and lifted her like she was a prize fish so his boys could
get the help of gravity to do their job.
It was obscene as Leta was held by her ankles. She felt the wetness
inside and knew it was over. The video was now of her conception and Tyrone had
said her kids would be watching. Leta could not believe Michael would watch
even ten seconds of seeing his own mother hurt so bad but her future child
might watch and even like it. Even if the baby would be a bastard and
half-Nigger it was still going to be hers and Leta would just die to know her
own child could feel lust at her total humiliation.
"Rest time is over bitch."
Leon was trying to force her to suck. Leta had never allowed it with
Dwayne. Her mother always said only whores suck cock. A boy tried to make her
do it when she was sixteen. He had lived on the next farm and one night got her
behind the barn. He was too young and she only got it in the mouth a few times
before she bit him and made him stop. He had cried so much she almost felt
sorry but now she was tempted to bite until she could take it off as Leon
pushed in.
What was the use? They would kill her and then Dwayne and Michael too.
She had to be a good mother and wife and suck cock for her family. It tasted so
weird not like a finger or thumb but different. Maybe it tasted a little like
all the cum that had been on it. Leon was big and it choked her before it was
two-thirds in. It was no surprise to feel the pain of her hair as he started to
shove to get the rest in.
"Choke for it cunt. Love my big Black prick good or I will fucking
Smash us that white trash face of yours until I ugly you forever."
"Aaaaagh.....mmmmrfff...nooooooo."
She could scarcely breath as he used her mouth to service his lust. She
burned with shame to use her mouth and to hear the giggles of the room made it
so much worse. She was not a slut and she would not kiss "it."
Her indignation was about as useful as a three dollar bill. The boy got
off as he gagged her. The restrictive tunnel of her throat seamed like it was
massaging the head of his weapon with each thrust he got in that deep. The
bitch had a style he had never seen before like it was fucking killing her to
do this simplest of girly duties but he was not complaining cause it would make
it all the more sweater when he could cum all over her defeated little face.
"Drink it all bitch."
Poor Leta was held tight as Leon had his cum. As she was too learn it was
not an especially heavy load but it was the first time ever in her mouth so
there was no comfort in even that. She had been gagging to much to even attempt
to swallow. It felt like it coated her tongue as most came back out and down
her chin. She knew they could all see her like she was some fucking glazed
donut in the display case.
"She's a hot little cock-sucker so line up boys."
It was only the second kid pleasured. Jerome jumped on her and fucked for
his turn as did the fourth kid. The fifth one started in her mouth but finished
in her cunt for some variety. After Mustafa and three more boys had their turns
trying to win the lottery of who would father her child she was beginning to be
a real mess.
"I need me a tighter hole" the next kid said. "Get up on your knees
bitch."
Leta had been submissive for the past several boys not wanting to give
them the satisfaction of getting to see her crying but this next bastard was
over the line. She tried to scratch him which got a punch to the head for her
trouble. She bucked and twisted her supple, slender body in her futile attempt
to escape the punishing violation of her tightest little hole.
Three boys had to step in to help hold her down. She had fallen flat to
the bed to try to protect herself but it just gave the kid a lower target.
Someone had managed to get her hair and throat while others had her arms and
legs. With her face pushed in the pillow she had no idea who was pulling her
ass cheeks apart .
She felt like they were tearing her in two. The bastard had not used any
lubrication other then the sperm that had run out her pussy from the fucks she
had already received. She could not stifle her pain and gave it all for the
Niggers enjoyment.
"Owwww! Nooooo! You're killing me."
"I think you must have been a virgin back here you're so fucking tight.
Is that right bitch am I popping you're cherry?"
The outrage would never be over for the bitch. Even if they did not kill
her when they were done with her she could never feel clean or good again. The
cock in her ass fucked her like it owned her and she knew it did. She could not
even bring herself to consider her poor husband and son she was now just trying
to survive herself.
It felt disgusting as the ass raper finished in her ass but of course she
was not allowed to try to clean herself. Two actual brother's taught her the
discomfort of a double penetration. Then it just became a blur as she
practically could have been confused with a cookie from a bag of Oreos.
With twenty three horny young kids to satisfy the festivities lasted
until nearly noon. Leta had the weekend off from work and the kids had all
arranged with their own parents that they were supposedly at a friends house so
Leta was allowed her first time off from the enslaving as she was allowed to
sleep for awhile. There was still thirty hours before her husband would return
and Leta could only dream of what she would take in the meantime.
Book IV Michael Gives His Mom
This is the forth in a five part series of a story of total perversion.
Our hero is Michael, a boy you might think you know. In Book I Michael was a
kid on the verge of embracing the dark side before we saw him take the fall.
His mother Leta paid for her son's evil lust. The agents of darkness were
twenty-three bastards from the hood. Book II allowed us to watch along with the
kink of one of the weirdest wedding ceremonies imaginable while Book III gave
us some meat and potatoes of what we all like to hear about (a bitch learning
her place).
Now in Book IV we will go over Leta's final day of her first time with
the Niggers in a little something subtitled "to the dog."
Leta was sore. She had been sleeping on her arms bound behind her back.
The tape over her mouth had dried her throat until it felt like sandpaper. She
had not eaten for over a day but for all her discomfort her first sensation
upon waking was the feel of eight big inches fucking her cunt.
"Wakey , wakey bitch. We still got a day with your white ass."
It had not been a nightmare. She tried to scream but the tape kept her
quiet. The boys had slept over and obviously had intentions of another go at
her poor battered body. She could not even believe these animals could still
want her in the shape she was in.
Her face was so sore she knew her eyes would already be Black. She had
tasted blood the previous day so lips had probably been cut as they had slapped
her in her face. Leta had not been able to see herself in a mirror but for as
hard as they had pulled her by the hair she may have already had bald spots
even.
The Niggers had not cleaned her once except after she had served as their
urinal following that perverted mock marriage she had performed with them
unless you count where they had her lick her fingers and lips to lap up sperm
as getting clean. She felt like the filthiest whore alive as even a whore would
have to cry to herself to end up this disgraced.
"When your honky hubby tries you out next won't he get surprised how you
got so loose from all of it yesterday, huh bitch."
Her "real" husband Dwayne would never touch her again. Leta knew her life
was over. He was a good man but he could never forgive her for breeding with a
Black. His family would never accept the color she was going to be adding to
it.
"Hey Troy are you going to keep that bitch to yourself or can I have a
piece of her white ass too.?"
"Help yourself brother. You know this bitch likes to get filled and she
is one hot cunt when she has it in the ass."
Leta felt dead inside. Even with her hands bound behind her back the last
shreds of her decency told her to resist as the Blacks positioned her for the
dual violation. As she was pulled down over the boy beneath her she just went
limp. It was hopeless anyhow so why fight?
"Fuck! This bitch really is liking it. I think we are even going to get
her to cum. Do it bitch. Cum while we pancake you."
Why was she giving in? Leta had never been the type to do reading on sex
but she wondered if it worked like girls held hostage. She had heard they began
to love their captors. It made her skin crawl but she actually felt herself
with the two boys and that caused her as much grief as what they were actually
doing to her.
She ended up servicing five other early "risers" before she was untied
and ordered to fix breakfast. It was eight o'clock in the evening but the boys
had a long night planned and needed an energy boost. The bacon fat sizzled and
burnt her tits but of course the boys just laughed at that. She was passed
around to sit on their laps as she hand fed them and wiped their mouths all
while the video camera was worked to capture her for some perverts enjoyment.
She had nothing to eat herself but was allowed water to wet her throat again.
Then she was put back to her "proper" duties.
She was fucked for a few hours with a break to watch the last quarter of
the Bull's game. She was finally thrown into a bathtub to clean the past days
dried mess off of her but it was as much to torment her as clean her while the
boys held her deep in the water and forced her to suck a kid off before she was
drowned.
A second game had the boys order some pizzas. Tyrone held a gun on her
and the delivery kid from the closet as she tipped him with a blow job. It was
too late to save herself anyhow so she performed like a slut for the surprised
virgin. He asked her to fuck and Leta agreed even though she had not been
ordered to. She even allowed herself a hope that maybe this kid could win the
job of knocking her up.
She did not know if the boys had been pleased by her performance with the
pizza boy. They seamed to be enjoying the degree they were breaking her but
with each escalation it seamed as if they missed her fight from the previous
day. When the phone rang at ten-thirty they thought they had their opportunity.
"My husband said he would call. If I do not answer he might worry."
"You will answer bitch and you will do phone sex with him while you are
really raped. Make him think you are only faking or all he will find when he
gets home is a dead wife."
Her husband was embarrassed as she insisted on playing. She had to spend
ten minuets pleading that she needed it. They barely had real sex so she knew
her husband was shocked but then she started to perform while he listened and
allowed her that he was masturbating for her telephone show."
She was fucked by two boys and did a blow job for her husband to hear
before he finally said he had to get to sleep so he could take Michael out in
the morning. With her face freshly soaked and her legs getting slimed she
almost gave in to her last wish to scream out to her husband but then the phone
line was dead. For whatever else he may have forgiven her acting the slut on
the phone had pushed it too far. The boys had new eagerness to continue her
torture.
"What you need to really feel your place bitch is an old-fashioned
whipping."
It was a little past two a.m. But on a Saturday night any neighbor might
still have been awake. The boys wrapped the duct tape around her head three
times so she would be unable to get enough volume to attract the wrong
attention. They used the handcuffs on her wrists and then threw a rope over a
branch of the tree in the back yard to hang her in place. They used three belts
so everyone could get his turn beating her ass in a quick an orderly manner.
Some of the kids got into it as though this was the ultimate payback for
what had been done to their kind all those years ago. The belts started
striking at every inch of her body. At first possibly missing her ass by
accident but then by design. Her tits and cunt both became targets as the
whipping continued.
There was no mercy given but then none was expected. She had already been
put in her place and would never expect anything more from her masters then
pain and abuse. She felt herself bleed but it could not finish her off. Broken
bodies might heal but her spirit was what had already been destroyed. She could
not imagine how they could get the reaction they still obviously wanted from
her as they had ruined it for themselves by breaking her too fast. She almost
laughed to herself at their impotent rage as they completed whipping her
expecting her muffled screams of despair but getting only subdued moans of
suffering. As strange as it sounds this was a victory for Leta if anything was
but the game had one final play as she was about to discover.
Jerome saw the beast first.
"Hey boy. You're not a police dog are ya?"
"Fuck no. Police dogs are shepherds not danes."
"Shit. He's a big enough mother-fucker to be a k-nine. I would not want
to be at the business end of his attitude."
"Danes are lovers not fighters. That is why the beast came up. He smelled
himself a bitch and came to have his way with the cunt."
"I always heard jokes about it. These dogs get like so big they stick in
the cunt."
"I see it on the computer. It feels good for the bitch too cause dogs
keep her getting fucked until the dog is done so the bitch knows who is boss."
"Let's give the bitch to the dog and video tape it to put up on the
Internet."
It would be the crowning achievement of the destruction of the bitch.
From proud little angel to dog fucking whore in ten easy steps. It was a
delight to the boys as they cut the bitch down and took her for one more drag
by the hair. The dog was coaxed along so the show could get behind closed doors
for it's play.
The boys took off of her cuffs and callously un-peeled the tape from her
head playing murder on her hair.
"I won't knew it you little freaks. Not with a fucking animal."
They had her fighting again.
"Not "with a fucking animal" bitch. "Fucking with an animal."
A kid held her by the hair as a second one tried to get the dog up before
her.
"Show him that your friendly cunt."
The dog was excited but almost seamed overcome by the situation at first
as if he could not believe his good fortune to finally have some human pussy.
He was a neighborhood pet and one can only wonder how many times he had watched
Leta walk her cute little ass in front of him always behind the frustrating
protection of those concealing "pants" things she wore. For every cock-teasing
instant she had ever put him or any other beast through she could now pay with
her cunt. The question was what were with all the boy humans and what might
they do if the beast took a helping of their bitch. In the dog world
competition over mating rights could lead to a fight if the little one would
not back off but these boy humans actually seamed to be wanting to give their
bitch up so the dog started to plan his move.
Leta was desperate now. She hardly had the fight in her. She had not
given in as the Niggers had whipped the fuck out of her but the beating had
still took it's toll. She ached from head to toe in pain. She had been in an
almost continuos thirty hour gang-bang and the strain of the nonstop fucking
had exhausted her. The only benefit was her pain sensors were so overloaded
that she barely registered as the boy with her hair put her mouth down to the
dog.
"See doggy. You are going to get a friendly bitch now."
It was like the dog understood or maybe he just could "tell" from her
smell because he was already starting to show that he wanted what was coming.
"It" was a typical dog cock for what that is worth quite pink in its color with
it's distinctive shape and taste. Leta had quiet obviously never had anything
like it before and she gagged at first and had to pull off.
"Suck him bitch. Show your boyfriend that you can please him."
The kid with Leta's hair was insisting she hold her place. She was pushed
so hard the dog moved and jabbed her in the eye. She was afraid the dog would
become threatened and might start to bite her. He must have been confused to
have such attention on his cock.
If the dog was concerned the pleasure of wet red lips on his ever growing
cock gave him some comfort. He had licked himself since being a pup but this
human bitch did things that were like magik to the lucky animal. He was not
sure if he should but her mouth felt like a pussy the way she was acting so he
decided to get down to business.
The dog's cock hit the back of her throat as he began to hump her. It was
as awkward as hell and he quickly slipped out. He banged into her face with his
next several thrusts and she desperately tried to turn away from his now coming
cock. She took a squirt up her nose and some in her eyes. She had the taste in
her mouth too proving she had not got "it" out of her in time.
"Okay now he knows she can be fucked get him on her before he gets too
big."
Everyone should be so lucky to get such an easy fuck given to them like
the dog had. The dog seamed to sense that the bitch was being hurt by the other
humans but that could be of no concern to him. If the bitch expected him to
rise up all noble and try to do the Lassie trick then she had forgot that dogs
are man's best friend. The bitch had gotten him worked up and he was going to
have his satisfaction.
The dane was huge and outweighed Leta. Even without the interference of
the boys she would have had a hard time fighting off the dog's mount. He was
full of purpose as he scouched for position digging his claws into her ribs for
traction.
The first thrusts missed her opening and just drilled her sensitive body.
The pain might have been her ass it hurt so bad. With the dog taking her from
behind Leta was at the mercy of his cocksmanship as all she could do was submit
to the beast and hope he hit pussy before he tore her apart.
The kid with the camera had dropped underneath her stomach so he could
shoot up for the initial penetration but as loud as her scream was he could
have been in the next room and gotten the proof of the dog's eventual success.
The dog had found what he wanted and even though he slipped out a couple of
times he was soon pounding to get his knot in.
The way dog's fuck getting all hung up is both romantic and repulsive in
it's own little ways but does not lend itself to an overly descriptive
retelling. The action had returned to a state or surrealism only broken by the
occasion chuckle of a boy telling Leta she was a good bitch and then she might
end up with puppies.
As with all things even this too did pass and by the time the dog had
dismounted the boys seamed finally sedated. One kid still had enough hostility
to make Leta clean the dog off with her mouth as he forced her to thank the
animal for being her boyfriend and made her speak on how she would want to be
the neighbor hood slut for him and all his doggy friends.
A few boys got a rise over the last few hours but the bitch really had
been pushed past her breaking with the dog so it was about as much fun as
fucking the dead. Even as they held her down to tattoo her ass she barely felt
the needle or seamed to care about her brand. She was a completely destroyed
and totally submissive slave and would never recover. The boys knew her husband
and kid were already headed home when they tied her up for the last time.
Tyrone was the last Nigger to talk to Leta as he gave her the final shock.
"If you want to know who we made the videos for bitch then you better
Ask Michael. He paid us with his allowance to filthy you good."
It was a lie. Leta felt her brain shutting off. Her own son had killed
her.
Book V Michael Gives His Mom
As you know by know if you have been paying attention and read the
preceding chapters this is the last of a five part of a story of total
perversion. For readers who enjoy such things we have been transported on a
journey through most of the major taboos of human sexuality. Our stars have
been a lady named Leta, her young son Michael, and a cast of two dozen rapists.
We have been voyeurs to each outrage that had transported the mother from angel
to slave and seen her beaten, fucked, bred and used as a human toilet. About
the only thing left to wonder is what would her life be like in the days that
would follow provided she would live at all.
Michael really had come in his pants when he ran into the house. The
truth was he had not been sure that all of Tyrone's talk had not been bullshit
from the start. If his mother had met him at the door all smiles it would have
pissed him off but as the boy got to the living room all of his fears vanished.
They had thoughtfully had a final jack-off on her so she would be glazed
for her unveiling. Tape over her mouth allowed nothing but her eyes to express
her shame. Michael quickly took his first look at her cunt since he had been
popped out fourteen years before. She had the crap beaten out of her, that much
was obvious. Her eyes were Blackened and all over her body were the welts of
the whippings. Michael even noticed the scratches on her sides and thighs
although he did not yet know that they were dog markings.
It was everything Michael had prayed for and more. He almost broke
character as he tried to sound horrified while calling to his father. The boy
knew he was suppose to be devested by the vision of his raped mother and he
managed an "oh no, poor Mom" as he moved to her in a pretense that his only
interest was to start to get her free from her shackles. The boy thought he was
so sly as he was actually doing nothing more then getting as good of a feel of
her naked body as could "get away with."
The tape on her mouth was the only thing that kept her from screaming.
The bastard Tyrone had told her Michael had arranged for her rape and as her
son had moved to her she had seen the proof in his pants. "It" must have been
quite the load to have soaked through so fast.
Her husband was devested as she knew he would be. She could not lie with
the tattoo on her ass. He had asked her no questions as he sawed off her cuffs.
She thought about telling him about Michael but that would not change anything.
She almost held her own self under the water in the bathtub as she tried to
clean herself but even that would never had changed anything.
Dwayne stayed in the house for three weeks after she confirmed that she
was with child. She hated herself for demanding support but he had been her
husband. She had watched her son over the first few days following the rape.
The rotten bastard was always around her pretending his only concern was
looking after her while she healed while secretly getting off on seeing her
pain. She had caught him watching a tape on the Wednesday but just retreated to
her room and cried herself to sleep.
Tyrone had come by the house the first week but had not talked to Leta or
even met her eye. She was surprised the bastard seamed embarrassed at how he
had destroyed her. She thought he was remorse but the Nigger was only trying to
get a feel if she was going to get stupid and go to the police. He had let her
know that he would kill Dwayne, Michael, her parents and anyone else she might
care for but they had broke her so hard there was really no predicting how she
would go.
Leta had passed her first test convincing her husband not to go to the
police immediately. It had been a good sign that she had used the threat
against Michael as the catalyst to keep Dwayne quiet. A mother's love for her
son must have been something special if she was even leaving Michael alive from
her own wraith let alone protecting him from the Niggers after what he had
done.
Tyrone really did not give a fuck what the honky family was into as long
as he was going to get a second fuck from the bitch. Tyrone would have several
more white cunts in his day but even had his young age he just knew he would
never have a better piece of ass then Leta.
Michael found out that his mother knew his secret and although he was
scared at first it was always intended that he was going to have her eventually
so he decided to join in when the boys had their return visit. His dad had left
the day before so the house was all theirs.
It was a school night so only six of the kids got permission to spend the
night from their own parents. Michael had his mother suck him off twice and
gave her a fuck for good measure. He pissed in her mouth but decided not to
shit with the other boys.
His mother threw up of course but she seamed resigned to her fate and
willfully took load after load. Michael slept with his mother and fucked her in
the morning.
The new baby arrived in its own time and a second followed before the
next year. Eventually Michael grew possessive of his mother and they moved to
the country. If their new neighbors ever wondered about the young man with the
mother and her young Black children nothing was said to their face. Michael had
the slave he had always wanted even if it took several years before he once
again got to watch her at the mercy of some Black lovers. His young brothers
gave him the final gift of our story by starting the third generation
themselves having his mother make her own self into a grandmother.
The story lives on but you know how it ends so until next time I am
Mkarl.
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