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Subject: {ASSM} Training Young Employees III (revised) Mm/nc/humiliation
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This is a work of fiction. There is no reason to assume that any of its
characters are minors; nor is this work intended for them to read. It
includes force, homosexuality and racial slurs. If you are offended by
this kind of fantasy, please search for something else to read.

Buddy was back, managing the night shift. He looked forward to working
with the cocky black and brown-skinned boys who gave most of the other
managers a hard time. The other white guys tried to ply Buddy for his
secret, but he wouldn't tell. It seemed that all Buddy needed was one
night in his office with a ghetto boy and that boy would do whatever
Buddy told him after that. Eventually he had the best crew of burger
flippers of any shift in the restaurant.

The problem was that Buddy could only make one attitude adjustment at a
time. Tonight the boys were running around, shouting and laughing -
full of energy and life. Things were really getting out of hand. The
boys were bumping into things and knocking them down. Once again he
caught a group of the black boys in the back of the kitchen, jerking
off to nudie magazines and shooting their cum into the cold slaw.

But what really caught Buddy's attention was a young dark-skinned
ghetto boy who had mis-buttoned his shirt, so that it was crooked. He
also wore his Giant Burger cap sideways, which was an explicit
violation of the uniform code. Buddy had to tell the boy everything
three times before he would get a response.

In a fit of frustration, Buddy grabbed the young nigger by the collar
and pulled him into the manager's office. Buddy made the boy stand in
front of the sofa, then he wheeled up a chair and sat right in front of
his young employee.

"I'm trying to figure out why we have so many problems with worker
morale when we hire you black boys to flip hamburgers," Buddy said
almost whimsically. "Why are you always sluggish and slow - almost
as if you are sleepy? Don't you get enough sleep at night?"

The boy pitifully shook his head, "no."

Buddy silently studied the boy for a moment, nodding his head in
sympathy. "I bet you niggers dance all night. You do those sexy
dances with your dicks grinding up against your bitches' pussies."
Buddy grabbed the young nigger's crotch. The boy let out a nervous
laugh and softly answered, "yes."

Buddy felt a handful of thick young black fuck meat through the
nigger's pants. He rubbed on the boy's meat, making it harder.
"Are the walls in your ghetto building so thin you can hear the
neighbors fucking all hours of the night?" The boy slowly nodded,
"Yes."

"And does that make your dick hard," Buddy continued, "so that
you have to masturbate all night and shoot your seed all over your bed
sheets?" The manager kept rubbing the boy's hard cock. The young
nigger nodded his head, "Yes."

"It's no wonder," Buddy said, "It doesn't surprise me. You
niggers are always ready for sex. Look at the way you wear your pants
so they sag down below your ass." Buddy gave a short tug on the black
boy's trousers and they fell to the embarrassed teens thighs. Now
Buddy could see the boy's hard cock making a large tent in his boxer
briefs.

"And you always stand on the corner grabbing your nuts like this,"
Buddy thrust his hand under the boy's balls and made the nigger jump.
"And you masturbate yourselves in public - right there out on the
street." The boy turned away to try to hide the sheepish expression
on his face.

Buddy ran his hand up and down the boy's smooth dark thighs, then he
reached under the young man's shorts to feel his thick black balls.

Buddy sat back and frowned. He examined the way the boy had carelessly
buttoned his shirt. "Look at the way you wear your shirt," Buddy
said. "This is a disgrace."  He yanked on the front of the boy's
shirt and ripped it until it was reduced to rags clinging to the
boy's black body. Now Buddy could see the boy's firm muscle tone.
He eyed the young nigger's smooth black chest and velvety soft dark
skin.

He ran his hands over the boy's smooth chest, abs, shoulders, arm
pits and back. "You'd make a good piece of property if you were a
slave," Buddy almost whispered to the boy. "I'd buy your black
ass in a minute." The boy just nodded his head and softly answer,
"yessir."

Buddy gently but firmly pushed the boy so that he fell back on the
sofa.

He pulled the boy's drawers down and inspected his full hairy young
balls. The manager held the boy's balls in his hands, as if he were
inspecting fertile soil, and took a deep breath of the nigger's rich
pubic hair. The boy just squirmed and moaned.

The young man's large testicles, thick long cock and lush pubes made
it clear that the boy was fruitful and ripe. Buddy played with his
employee's fertile nigger balls. He stuck his hand between the
boy's legs and slid a finger into his moist young ass and stimulated
it.

Buddy's cock was throbbing inside his pants. It almost felt as though
his dick was about to break through the cotton. The pressure was too
much to take any longer. He undid his belt and pulled down his zipper,
releasing the cock that was determined dive into nigger ass.

He made the boy remove his boots. Then he slipped off the boy's pants
and boxer shorts. "I want to see your black body naked," the
manager said. He had the boy pose for him, turning in every direction.
His smooth black skin and softly ripped muscles made Buddy stroke his
own cock while he inspected his catch. He gently rubbed his hands over
the smooth curves of the dark ghetto boy's body.

Then he pushed the boy back on the couch. The young nigger's arms and
legs sprawled over the sides. His dark face registered shock. "It's
time to go mining for African diamonds," Buddy grumbled. He got the
black boy's legs up in the air and spread them apart. He crawled
between the young nigger's legs, grabbed the darky by his ashy knees,
and shoved his white cock deep in the boy's hole.

The kid let out a grunt. The manager's cock slid deeper inside the
boy's hole. "I'm going on a safari. I'm going to conquer
Africa," the man grunted as he worked his dick inside the boy.
"I'm going to bring civilization to the darkness of the jungle."

Slowly and rhythmically Buddy pumped his dick in the boy's ass. The
nigger's ass was tight and warm around Buddy's hard cock. Buddy
fucked the boy, and the kid's ass made wet and squishy sounds. Buddy
held the young nigger by his waist so he could thrust deeper inside of
him.

"Who's at home taking care of your mama?" Buddy asked as he
pounded the boy's ass, "Is it the landlord, with his white cock in
her black pussy?" The kid just nodded his head as he felt the
manager's white dick deep inside of him.

"Awww, poor baby. Do you have to stay up late, listening to the white
landlord fuck your mama's nigger pussy all night?" The boy just
grunted.  "Does the plumber plow your mama's pussy in the mornings
with his big white cock?" The boy sniffed a little and nodded his
head again in assent.

The manager continued to plow the boy's tight black ass. "I bet
your mama's pussy is good and wet. I bet they like fucking the bitch
just like I'm enjoying you right now, huh?"

The boy softly grunted, "uh huh."

Buddy's hard and steady pumping made the couch springs squeak. The
wooden legs of the couch thumped against the office's hard floor. The
manager held the young black boy by his shoulders and pushed into his
ass relentlessly - "raping" the nigger for all he was worth.
They black boy broke into a sweat. He took that hard white cock all the
way to the base of the shaft. Both males grunted and moaned, filling
the office with the smell of sweat of sex.

Buddy made the black boy stroke his thick dark cock while he fucked the
boy's ass. The boy wrapped his hand around that thick black pole and
started pumping it for Buddy. His big healthy young balls jiggled up
and down with every stroke, and every thrust from Buddy's hard cock.
Buddy was eager to see the fertile giant blow.

The black boy quaked as he played with himself. His dick was thick and
hard. Buddy plowed the teenager's ass. He watched the boy enjoying
himself as he stroked. Soon the young nigger started bucking. Thick
white lava flowed out of that black cock like the white insides of a
coconut against its dark shell. The boy kept and pumping and pumping
fertile teenage jizz all over his young black body.

Buddy couldn't take it any longer. He pulled his cock out of the
nigger's tight ass and shot cum all over the black boy's face.
Buddy's whole body jerked as he spurted repeatedly on the boy. When
he finally stopped, the boy's dark face was soaked with white sperm.

Buddy stood up and looked at the boy he had just tamed. The boy was
naked and completely submissive, with his cum-soaked face. Buddy still
had to administer the final test of docility. He pulled up his pants,
fixed his shirt and adjusted his tie. Then he ordered the boy to crawl
off of the sofa and kiss his feet.

The naked black boy grudgingly crawled from the couch and got down on
his hands and knees. He kissed the leather on the white man's shoes
over and over again until Buddy told him he could stop. It was a sight
Buddy could never get enough of - one of his streetwise young black
males naked, down on his knees kissing his feet.

Buddy went back to the kitchen to check up on the rest of his crew. He
had one more example of human resource management that defied all the
text books. Taming ghetto boys had become his new vocation.

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