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Copyright (C) 1999, mkarl. ALL Rights Reserved
Date of first publication in Mr Double's Palisade :
Sunday PM, August 22, 1999
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A Palisade Author story from MrDouble's archive,
Filename: whoreo.txt
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Dark Desires II: WHOREO
By mkarl
I should apologize in advance if my use of 'colorful' language should prove
offensive to the reader. Certain words are just too powerfully erotic for me to
sacrifice to the monstrosity of political correctness. Besides, if I am willing
to offer up my very own mother's degradation for the sexual amusement of
anonymous strangers then I certainly would seam ridiculous if I soft peddled on
my calling a spade a spade, if you pardon the pun.
What I am about to reveal exists only in my own mind. It is strictly fantasy no
matter how much I wish it could be otherwise. It is written for my own
enjoyment and to my own tastes but I encourage the voyeuristic visitation of
anyone curious enough to read on despite my final warning that what follows is
a tale of racial sexual-slavery and contains many of the perversions know to
humankind and some animals too.
Dad got himself killed when I was still growing in Mom's belly. She tells
me that she was a good girl back in those days but I find that really hard to
believe. She claims that it was just a Momentary lack of judgment when she let
him get into her pants and pin her panties to his trophy wall. She had not
planned to get nailed in the back seat of that '72 Rambler so she had not taken
the proper precautions.
I guess my sperm donor "Dad" was about the only decent man Mom would ever
know as the fool agreed to make an honest woman out of her if even for just the
Moment and so there they rushed to get down the aisle before Mom got too big to
fit in the wedding dress.
I am just recreating these events from bits and pieces I have gleamed
over the years. Mom does not really seem to enjoy talking about events from her
honeymoon of horror much which I guess is understandable even though she seems
to be into just about everything else these days.
From what I know of Mom's humble beginnings into her life of slut hood,
she and my "Dad" were going to honeymoon in a cabin on a lake. Dad's old
Rambler was not in the best of shape and they broke down on the drive to their
honeymoon getaway.
Now "Dad" did not have much of a job and with me already three months
along on the way, my folks made the fateful mistake of deciding to stay at the
Rape Hotel [no, not its real name.]
I guess it is pretty funny in how stereotypical the whole thing played
out. The kid at the desk was a young Nigger and he had several of his friends
hanging out with him. Now, I can only guess at the chain of events from when
Mom told me a little of her own thoughts but I guess these Niggers took one
look at Mom in her wedding dress and decided that they were going to make her
their ho for the night.
Maybe the bastards did this sort of thing lots because they seemed very
organized from how Mom told me she remembered things. The kid at the desk was
getting "Dad" to jump through some hoops with paperwork and shit while he
signaled one of the other Niggers to take the suitcases and Mom up to the
"honeymoon" room.
I wonder if Mom had been smart enough to stay with Dad, then maybe
nothing would have happened. I guess it was too late the second they decided to
save a couple bucks by choosing such a seedy hotel or even just not getting the
car in good running shape.
Mom did leave Dad's side and that is when she said the boy showed her his
weapon [no, not that weapon, he had a gun] He told Mom that if she did not want
to become a widow that she was going to slip Dad a knockout pill that he
supplied her.
Mom claims she was shocked. The Nigger was serious and made Mom go into
the room to wait for Dad. He hid in the closet and told her that the boy at the
desk would be giving Dad a complimentary bottle of champagne. The boy told Mom
to drug Dad or he would make her a widow.
It seems almost unbelievable but I guess like the boy scouts say. Be
prepared and almost anything can be accomplished. Mom has told me she felt
absolutely sick drugging Dad but she thought it would save him. When he passed
out, the kid in the closet phoned the front desk and Mom's wedding night
festivities began.
Now I wish I was able to go into detail how dozens of the kids and their
friends all took the use of my Mom that night but anything I have to say would
be pure speculation on my part and you are going to get all the perverted sex
you cold ever wish for in the pages that follow. I do know that the boys acted
like real animals with Mom.
Actually they were little more then fucking animals. Not because they
were Black, but just because they had no regard for human decency at all. As
the Niggers spent the night raping my mother, they took steps to humiliate and
terrorize her. They shaved her pussy and tattooed the words "Nigger cock only"
around it. They also tattooed her with the words "Nigger's slut" around her
ankles and wrists. If that was not enough to devastate my Mom, she said that
they were threatening to abort me too.
She though that they were going to kill her, especially after they did
her husband. They even made her lay on him as she was fucked. She said she
passed out and woke up in the trunk of a car, bound and gagged. They drove her
to a trash yard and dumped her. They told her that they knew where her family
lived from her address book and that they would kill everyone if she ever
turned them in.
It all was pretty horrific I guess and I suppose it goes a long way
towards establishing how she has turned out to be such a slut.
Mom did try to press charges, but the only kid she was able to pick out
of the lineup was the boy who had worked at the Rape Hotel. It turned out that
he was underage or a first time offender or something. The prosecutors were not
able to establish that he did anything so all he got was two years for
possession of a controlled substance.
I guess the kids decided that Mom had only cooperated with the police as
much as she had too, and they have never taken retribution against us or the
family since.
It must have been an awful time for Mom. I am sure the loss of her
husband and her own feelings of shame and humiliation were hard on her. She
says that her Dad could barely look at her or me when I was born, and then when
her mother passed on when I was 5, we were out on our own.
Mom tried to be strong I guess. We were like white trash with no money
and no prospects. We ended up in the projects and then the fun began.
I try to look back at my earliest recollections. Memories from such an
early age tend to often be exaggerated or outright fabricated. I guess Mom
could have got started in the business from some sort of coercion on the part
of a pimp or something, but it is equally lucky she just surrendered to the
inevitable fate that god always intended for the slut.
I remember one time coming home from school with by buddy Gerry. We would
have only been six and Mom had like four customers there with her. Gerry had
never seen anything so cool, so we spied while the men used my whore mother.
Gerry loved to see Mom get fucked and I remember he asked me how much she
cost. I had never thought to ask Mom. She just laughed and told me my allowance
was not big enough. I think she thought I wanted to buy her myself.
I loved to sneak peeks at Mom after that. I always wondered if I was
saving up enough. I figured Mom must be pretty expensive because Kenny said
that whores cost $20 just to suck cock and Mom did everything. I loved to see
the guys pay Mom the money but it made me worry too because I was having such a
hard time saving my allowances.
Sometimes the men would catch me peeking and usually Mom would make me
leave the house, but if the guy started to talk to me like saying that my Mom
was a whore and stuff, then I could go into the bedroom and watch from up
close. I found out that the Nigger who owned Mom's ass was a guy named Tyrone.
He came buy a few times a week to get his money and he liked to fuck Mom in
front of me.
I think he was my favorite Nigger. He always protected Mom and made sure
that her tricks did not beat the fuck out of her. Sometimes Tyrone would need
to whip her ass or bitch slap her a little if she was not making enough money,
but usually he bought her nice things to wear and told her that she was his
best piece of white trash that he ever owned. I think Mom loved him and she
always tried to fuck real good when he came over to do her.
Mom even said she wanted his baby one time but he would not let her get
pregnant because it would be too bad on business. I was not too sure as I think
a lot of those Niggers would have loved to rape my pregnant mother. She had to
stay on the pill, but I always wished they would not work sometime and Mom
could make me a little half-breed baby brother from Tyrone.
Tyrone slapped me around sometimes too if he was drunk or in a bad mood.
Mom told me that I should not get in his way, but I never minded. I knew that
just meant that Tyrone liked me too like my Mom but not sex or anything yucky.
Sometimes we just talked about the guys coming and fucking my Mom all the time.
I told Tyrone I only liked the Niggers and he said that was because I was a
smart boy.
Then on my ninth birthday, Tyrone gave me the best birthday present ever.
He told Mom to make me a man. The bitch tried to protest like she was too good
for it. Tyrone told me I could have any specials I wanted so I tied Mom up. I
always wanted to piss on her and it was so fun to make her drink it. Tyrone
said I could slap her for a while but just with my hands. Mom never cried
though. I pulled her hair real hard when I made her suck on my cock. Tyrone
said I had a big one for a white boy even though it was only about four inches.
I could not make Mom choke or gag though. I got to fuck in her cunt and ass.
Tyrone gave her the whole night off except for me so I slept with Mom and kept
her tied up the whole time and fucked her as many times as I could and told her
she was my slut-Mom now.
I wonder if Tyrone would have let me fuck Mom more times. He was like the
Dad I never had. I wanted him to own my Mom forever but then he went and got
himself arrested for killing one of his 'ho's that had been trying to two time
him. Stupid slut.
Mom got stupid too and we tried to leave the projects. I was so mad, I
would have phoned Tyrone to come drag Mom's ass back to her proper life but he
was going away for life, so I had to let Mom drag me off to Aunt Vicki's.
I hated it. Mom got a respectable job at a diner and everything. She even
got uptight when I was cussing and stuff around the house. I tried to tell her
she was just a filthy Nigger's slut and she should remember it. Mom slapped me
and I slapped her too. We fell on the floor and I got on top of her and hit her
again. It was so good. I decided to try to make Mom remember what a whore she
was and got my cock into her mouth. She was all crying and stuff but I liked it
so much until the stupid bitch low blowed me.
She locked herself in the bathroom so I could not even give her the rape
she deserved. Uncle Wayne got home and I had to behave. Mom told me that I was
a bad boy and if I did not listen to her that she would have to send me away.
She said she knew it was her fault that I was bad but she was going to make me
better.
It was all such bull shit. I had to just let Mom pretend that she was not
a slut. She even went and had the tattoos around her wrists removed, but it was
cool that she left the one around her cunt and her ankle identifications too.
It was the most boring year and a half that I could ever remember and I
think I would have just like killed myself if Tyrone's old buddy Deon had not
finally tracked Mom down and started the dog years of our lives.
I remember watching TV when I heard Mom scream at the front door. The
next thing I knew Deon and two other Niggers were bringing Mom into the room. I
could not help but smile. Mom thought she could deny her heritage, but she was
born to be a Nigger's slut and that is what she always would be.
Deon told Mom that she was looking good and would make him a pile of
change. He told Mom that he was pissed that she had skipped before he could get
her after Tyrone had been put away. She had to pay.
They put some duct tape around her mouth so her screams would not alarm
the neighbors though the paper thin walls of our apartment, and then Deon took
his belt and got medieval on Mom's hot white ass. The guys dragged Mom into the
bedroom and partied like it was 1999. [This was still in 95]
It brought back all the good times to see those Niggers use and abuse my
Mom like the slut she is. They even took the energy to give her a nice little
oreo sandwiching. I think Mom had not had cock in the 18 months following our
escape from the slums. It was like riding a bicycle for her though as she just
seemed to be a natural as the white meat in their Black sandwich.
The one cool complication was that Mom was off the pill and yep.
Deon was a bit of a bastard though and when he found out the child was
male, he made Mom abort it. He said he did not need the competition. I guess I
am just lucky that I did not end up in some garbage dumpster myself.
Deon has not been nearly as nice to me as was Tyrone. He even gets off on
making me be his toilet which is pretty disgusting. Deon is a mean
mother-fucker and into all sorts of kinky shit. He has dropped the price on Mom
and all his 'ho's to really see them get put through it. I am sure he likes
taking their money, but I am sure what he really gets off on is humiliating
white women.
Deon usually arranges for my Mom to just get the fuck beat out of her
once a month. She has a regular guy that likes to do an abduction fantasy. He
gets Mom when she is not suspecting it and knocks her out. He likes to drive
her out to the trash yards. She says that it is horrible because it forced her
to remember her wedding night.
The john does not care about that. He just gets into torturing Mom with
all that filth and trash out at the dump. He like usually finds dirty diapers
and things and makes her clean them. Deon made me go and watch once and it was
the most disgusting thing I ever saw her do.
Deon says that the Nigger pays $1000 a month to take Mom out to the trash
yard. He fantasizes about snuffing her but Deon wants $25000 to allow that and
so far the guy is only willing to pay $10000. Deon teased me that he might give
the guy a Christmas discount this year.
The guy is a real freak and I think Mom knows he will probably kill her
sometime. Maybe Mom is even ready for it. I know she does not like the dogs.
Even I was a little shocked that first time.
It was a white dude that brought the Great Dane into the house. He said
that it was man's best friend and he wanted Mom to make nice. She freaked and
kicked him out. Deon showed up about half-an -hour later and gave my Mom a
stern corrective beating. The dog got really excited and started barking his
fool head off while Deon kicked the crap out of Mom.
Finally, Mom was stripped naked and tossed over to the dog. I guess the
beast had human bitch before. I had been sent to my room by Deon, but had
risked sneaking out to see the dog show. It was so fucking wild. I had heard
jokes about it at school and Sam said he saw pictures on the Internet, but I
never saw anything like that huge dog mount my slut-mother and slam that slimy
cock into her cunt.
I had to jerk off while that big old fucker just slobbered all over Mom
and fucked her brains out. He fucked real hard and fast and then kind of just
rested on her and did little humpings. The white dude was telling her that she
was tied to the dog and wanted her to know how big the cock was. He had
commands for the dog to kiss Mom and stuff where she had to twist her head back
and let the dog lick her face and mouth.
It was pretty sick and made me come at least three times. Mom had to
clean the dogs cock when she was done and they had a basket that the guy made
Mom lie in like she was a female dog. He put a dog collar around her neck and
led her around on a leash until his time was up. The dog was even trained to
lift his leg and piss in Mom's face and the white dude made Mom drink some.
I don't know if that was the first time Deon had seen a dog do a human,
but it soon proved to be a favorite of his and he started a kennel. Mom and his
other 'ho's spend a lot of time with those dogs. He has all sorts of types but
they are all big. Usually they just fuck the bitches, but Mom has been bit a
few times too.
Deon is trying to figure out a way to take Mom and the 'ho's to the zoo.
He told her one night that the animals might eat her or rape her but he would
love it either way. He has already bribed one of the guys at the zoo and they
are getting close to make it happen maybe. I think it would be easier to take
Mom to a farm, but I think Deon is interested in Gorillas and Snakes.
The Gorilla's should be cool if Mom survives it but the snakes worry me a
little. I think they might be just as inclined to bite or eat Mom as try to
slither in her wet moist cave.
Yuck, huh. Anyone that is still reading at this point is a master pervert of
the highest order and I salute you. I would be honored to hear from you at
writemkarl@hotmail.com
For anyone that has jumped to the end in moral outrage hoping to find an e-mail
address to send off a tirade to, it is writemkarl@hotmail.com
I was expecting this story to kind of be a slut Mom thing where she ended up
like a. slut, but it looks like I had this thing ready for release instead. I
am going to call it Dark Desires II but for people wanting a conclusion to DDI:
FOTAP, don't despair as one is on the way.
Keep the faith,
Mkarl Saturday,
August 21/1999
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