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GANG BITCH
(MMM/F, Slavery, Very Short)

Cindy Silver Eyes
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Cindy_Silver_Eyes/www/
cse1986@rocketmail.com
*****
Do you like my story?  So, what is it that you like then?  The
one thing that you really like the most?  
Please let me know:  cse1986@rocketmail.com (That's the only
pay-off in writing, really...!)
*****
As soon as she heard the basement door open, Cindy assumed the
position, trying not to move a muscle, lest she'd displease her
Masters:  She waited nervously, standing on her knees, her head
at crotch level, legs spread wide apart, her body straight as an
arrow, her tits pushing forward, her hands clenched on the back
of her neck, looking straight ahead.  She was completely naked as
always   she'd never worn a piece of clothing or even stepped out
into the daylight in the last six months.
They'd locked her in the basement, as they did every night. 
She'd hoped for months that the last one to fall into a drug and
alcohol induced sleep would forget about her, but even when
totally wasted, they were always smart enough to remember to
"lock the pet in the basement".  
Of course, she didn't even know whether she'd have the heart to
flee anymore.  The thought of getting caught sent a dagger of
fear down her spine   she didn't want to imagine the beatings and
punishments she'd suffer.  Since her abduction, the slightest
mistake, the slightest disobedience had meant a painful beating.
The pain remained with you always.
She recalled that faithful day six months ago   she'd been in her
brand new BMW, leaving the tennis club after a good game with a
friend.  She'd been spending the summer break from college back
home at Beverly Hills, spending most of her time on the tennis
court, at the parties, or on the Sunset Boulevard.  She'd had
nothing to worry about.  
The Hummer had rammed her from behind and she'd been foolish
enough to step out to meet the occupants of the truck.  They were
four young black men, looking criminally scary...  She'd
immediately regretted stepping out of the car.
"Is she white nuff for you nigger?" one of the black men had
asked another with a chuckle.  She'd known she looked like a
total clich in her cute tennis outfit, stepping out of her BMW,
in the middle of Beverly Hills.  Blue eyes, blonde hair, pretty
face and a fit body   she was the ultimate Beverly Hills princess
and Cindy was well aware of it; she'd had boys chasing after her
since she was 12...
"How are you this morning" asked the young black man who entered
the basement   he was KJ, as Cindy had learned over the months,
and he was the leader of the gang.  He was the one who owned the
Hummer   paid by the drug trade controlled by him and his gang in
this broken-down neighborhood of South Central LA.
"Horny, Master" she replied as she'd been trained.  "Please fuck
me.  Please ram your big black cock into me Master..."
Her eyes almost watered a bit at this, even though she'd learned
to suffer every humiliation quietly over the last six months,
even learned to sound convincing as she begged to be used and
fucked all the time...  Here she was, her life had been pristine
so short ago, and now she was a fucktoy, a slave, in the hands of
a gang of savage animals.  If she'd been too pure to know what a
gang member is six months ago, she knew better now.
KJ smiled.  He was 28 years old, which made him one of the eldest
members of the gang.  His black body bulged with muscles built in
ghettos.  Violence was a way of life in his neighborhood and few
people were more menacing than him and his boys.  He'd raped
bitches before of course   but not like this:  There she was,
little white Beverly Hills Princess, used to her spoiled,
rich-bitch life.  She'd probably sneered at black men all her
life - they were either her servants or beggars at the corner. 
Now, things weren't like that, were they...  She was the servant
now.  A bitch.  Their bitch.  She did as she was told, she sucked
and fucked, she served and pleased her Masters.  She trembled
before her Masters like a dog.  A sexy little white puppy from
Beverly Hills...
"Suck" KJ simply ordered his slave.
Cindy knew to do as she was told.  She quickly undid the buttons
of his jeans.  The stench of the young black man's cock hit her
nose at once. Still, she quickly started her task   she knew
exactly what her Master liked:  She licked around the head, then
along the whole shaft, slowly, diligently.  Her angelic,
aristocratic white face against the young gang leader's
dark-as-night cock.  Her golden blonde hair brushing against the
black body of KJ.  Once she took her black Master's hard manhood
in her mouth, Cindy started sucking with fury, as she'd been
taught.  She could suck for hours and deep throat without protest
  she'd been trained well.
And there was a Raiders game later in the day   that meant she'd
be blowing all the gang member one after another for 3 hours as
they watched the game   and there'd be some of the black girls,
as well, who loved to torment the white rich bitch...  
This was her life now...  
Cindy Silver Eyes
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Cindy_Silver_Eyes/www/
cse1986@rocketmail.com
*****
Do you like my story?  So, what is it that you like then?  The
one thing that you really like the most?  
Please let me know:  cse1986@rocketmail.com (That's the only
pay-off in writing, really...!)
*****


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