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 Dark Justice (Part 2) -- by lightswitch (C) July 2007

   (FF, lesbian), (ir, inter, interracial), (wf, white female, bf, black
female, hispanic female), humiliation, (forced, reluc, reluctant),
ambiguous snuff

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   (continued from Dark Justice 1)

   It had been about one week since I'd watched the video showing the
black, gang-dyke I'd hired ass-smother my cheating boyfriend to death.  I
didn't care at all about him; I just couldn't stand the thought of my hated
office rival, Juantia Lopez, getting one over on me.

   This week ...  this week would be her turn.

   My heart pounded in anticipation as I fantasized about seeing that
Mexican bitch dominated by my dark assassin.  If it was anything like the
scenes of Phil being killed ...  I was in for a treat!

   I reached our assigned meeting place -- the backroom of a non-descript
biker bar, and was admitted.  Inside, the projector was, again, set up. 
Just like last week; the bedsheet still hung against the wall, to serve as
a screen.  The metal folding chair was still set up in the "place of
honor," near the projector, in front of the makeshift screen.  The only
difference was that this time, the room was already darkened.  I could see
my chair, by the light of the projector as it hummed.  I saw the big gang
leader standing in her usual place, behind the projector.

   "So," I asked, breathlessly, turning to Kitty.  "Is it done?  Did you
off that smug, arrogant Mexican bitch?" She gave me a wide, enigmatic grin
and waved for me to sit.  The projector started.

   * * * * * * *

   On the screen, I saw a public shower room -- perhaps at a spa?  Two
people were in the scene: One big, black woman -- Kitty -- was farther away
and facing the camera.  The other was an attractive brown-skinned woman
with long, lustrous dark hair.  I recognized her, even from behind. 
Juanita.  A memory flashed into my mind: The last time I'd seen that nude
brown-skinned backside: As she straddled my boyfriend, fucking him in *my*
own bed!  Anger boiled up inside me, but I caught myself -- my revenge was
at hand.

   Back on the screen, the big black woman was moving closer to her
unsuspecting Mexican prey.  The look of sadism and lust on Kitty's face was
obvious.  I couldn't wait for her to start working over that stuck-up
Hispanic bitch.

   And I didn't have to wait long.  Like a cobra, Kitty's muscular arm shot
out and snaked around the young Mexican's throat.  The naked black woman
pulled the showering Hispanic roughly into her grasp, maintaining a tight
choke hold on her victim.  Kitty slowly turned to make sure Juanita's face
was towards the camera.  The expression of shock and fear was priceless and
I snaked one hand down into my pants to pleasure myself as I watched.

   The nude mexican girl struggled helplessly, but was unable to break the
big black dyke's hold on her.  She tried to shout protests, but the thick
arm around her throat cut off any possibility of such an action.  Kitty
kept up the pressure until the Hispanic girl's eyes rolled back into her
head and she went limp in the big woman's grasp.

   The burly gand leader let the unconscious girl drop heavily to the tiled
floor and then began kicking her.  Within a few seconds, grunts and pained
exclamations showed that Juanita had regained consciousness.

   After a few minutes of savage kicking, Kitty reached down and hauled the
poor Mexican girl to her feet.  Wheeling, she slammed Juanita roughly
against the wall.

   "You ever kissed a black woman before, sugar?" she asked.  Before the
dazed Juanita could answer, the big black woman planted her thick, dark
lips over the Hispanic girl's mouth.  I could see Juanita's cheeks bulge
where Kitty's tongue worked its way around inside her mouth.

   With one of her big hands, Kitty pinned both Juanita's wrists against
the wall, above their heads.  The Hispanic girl struggled, at first, but
reluctantly began succumbimng to the aggressive black woman's savage kiss.

   I knew what was coming next.  I began stroking my over-heated pussy in
anticipation, enjoying the unfolding scene.

   As I'd expected, the burly gang-leader's fingers on her right hand
curled into a fist.  Slowly she drew it back, never breaking the seal her
mouth had over her victim's.  She pushed her face forward, pinning
Juanita's head against the shower room wall.

   Kitty then punched the helpless Hispanic savagely in the gut.

   Juanita's moan of pain was lost in the big black woman's enveloping
kiss. Her eyes started to roll up in her head and her legs gave out from
under her.  But the big, nude black woman kept the naked young Mexican
standing, pinned to the wall by her wrists.

   The black dyke punched her pinned victim again.  And again.  She sank
her big, meaty fist deeply into the smaller woman's gut, time and again. 
Juanita's eyes closed and she seemed unconscious.

   I lost count of the blows she rained down on Juanita's exposed
midsection.  After maybe a dozen, she stopped, letting the unconscious
Mexican girl slump to the floor.  Kitty waited a while, then, losing
patience, stooped down and started slapping the unconscious girl's face. 
When Juanita groggily opened her eyes, Kitty smiled.

   "We're gonna play a little game, honey," she said, conversationally,
using a handleful of Juanita's hair to hold the trembling girl's face close
to her own.  "We're gonna find out which of us has more sexual power."
Juanita sobbed softly, but said nothing.

   "Here're the rules," Kitty continued.  "I'm going to sit on your face.
You are going to lick my pussy and I am going to stroke your cunt.  Whoever
can make the other cum first ...  wins."

   Juanita looked pale enough to pass for Caucasion.  It was like every bit
of color had drained out of her face.

   "What ... what do we 'win?'" she asked, in a small, quavering voice.

   Kitty gave her a nasty grin.  "If you make me cum first, honey ...  I
leave.  You walk.  No more pain.  You never see me again."

   Watching this in the bar backroom, I smiled.  Ths was almost exactly the
script she'd followed with Phil.  I was *so* going to get off on this!

   Juanita's expression was unchanged.  "And if I lose?" she asked,
hesitantly.

   The big black woman squatted over her victim's face, positioning
herself.

   "If I make you cum first, honey, that means I am your sexual superior.
If a black woman makes you cum ...  and if you cum with a black woman
sitting on your face - that means I own you, brown-shugah."

   Juanita nodded, still trembling.  "I ...  I understand," she croaked.

   Kitty licked her lips and smiled.

   "And after I win, I'll prove my superiority in the ultimate way," she
sneered in a whisper.  "I'll smother you under my big, beautiful, black
ass."

   Juanita's body was shaking violently.  "Yes, my goddess," she whispered,
lying passively on the shower room floor.

   I was startled.  What was up with *that*?!?  Did the arrogant little
bitch have a secret submissive streak?  I wasn't gpoing to enjoy this as
much if I knew my victim was going to get off on it.

   Kitty dropped to her knees and straddled the pretty Mexican's face.  She
spread her legs wide so that her thick, black cunt lips parted over the
pinned girl's face.

   "And we'll also see whether Marcia was the better woman," Kitty said,
reaching out to start stroking Juanita's swollen pussy.

   Though she could no longer speak, I saw Juanita's body tense as the
realization must have hit her.  Again, I thought about what a great job I
had done, selecting Kitty to act as the instrument of my revenge.  The
woman's sense of timing was superb!  I settled back to enjoy the "climax"
of the film.

   Kitty began rubbing the pinned girl's pussy, and Juanita responded with
obvious enjoyment.  She wasn't thrashing or trying to escape, but instead
had both arms wrapped around the big woman's hips, burying her face deeply
into the black woman's crotch.

   "Oh yeah," Kitty sighed.  "That's it, baby!  You've eaten pussy before,
haven't you!"

   I smiled as I imagined Juanita's embarrassment and humiliatation. 
Forced to eat a big, black dyke's cunt ...

   The two went at each other for a good five minutes.  A sheen of sweat
began to glisten on Kitty's body.  Looking worried, she abandoned her
manual stimulation and went into a 69 with her pinned victim.  They noisily
lapped and sucked each other's pussies, clamping their arms around their
opponent's hips to prevent escape.

   But I hadn't expected what I saw next.  The big black dyke began making
noises like a cow in heat.  She tried to roll off the suckling Hispanic
girl, but Juanita's arm-lock around teh black woman's hips wouldn't be
broken.  Within another few minutes, Kitty raised her head high, arching
her body, and bellowed like a wounded buffalo.

   Or like a climaxing buffalo

   The black woman's body shook violently and she screamed in lustful
release.  She trembled in the throes of orgasm for almost a full minute
before, drained and sated, she was allowed to roll off her vanquishor, to
lie on her back, panting.

   Triumphantly, the pretty Mexican wiped the juices from her face.

   "Looks like I win, baby," she purred.  "But ...  I don't want you to
just leave.  I ...  I enjoyed that." I was livid.  Damn it!  This wasn't
how it was supposed to have gone!  Oh well ...  even if I didn't get my
quota of humiliataion, at least I could enjoy Kitty ass-smothering the
little bitch.

   On screen, the exhausted black woman rolled over and shared a long,
passionate kiss with her former victim.  "What the fuck ...!?" I muttered.

   "But tell me," the on-screen Juanita asked.  "What was this all about.
If you just wanted sex, why attack me?"

   Lulled by an earth-shaking orgam, the black woman proved overly
talkitive.  "You got a rival," Kitty told her.  "A cute little blonde bitch
named Marcia." I could see Juanita's eyes narrow as the realization hit
her. "Marcia," she spat.  "I see ...  so, what did Marcia offer you ...  to
do what to me?"

   I grinned.  Good!  I'd enjoy knowing the brown-skinned bitch would get a
summary of her fate.

   On screen, Kitty made a dismissive motion.  She wanted me to beat you
up. Humiliate you.  Sexually dominate you.  And then ..." Juanita looked at
the big black woman expectantly.  "...  and then smother you to death with
my ass," she finally continued.

   The pretty Mexican scowled with disgust.  "What a perverted little
cunt!" she snorted.

   Kitty nodded.  "A bit of a racist asshole, too!" she confided.

   I stood up, suddenly.  "what the *fuck*!?" I shouted.  You were supposed
to off the bitch, not sit there and rag on me to her!"

   Two of the gang mambers moved in and grabbed me by the arms.

   "So," the on-screen Juanita was saying.  "How about if I offer to match
what she was paying to turn the tables on her?" The on-screen Kitty looked
dubious.

   "I dunno," the gang leader said slowly.  "I did agree to do a job.  And
I did take the money ..."

   Juanita sidled over and kissed the big woman tenderly on her lips. 
"What's that racist bitch done for you?" the pretty Mexican asked.  "She
made racist insults to you.  I gave you an orgasm.  You get all of that
money anyway, whether you finish or not, so ...?"

   I was livid.  "I am *not* a racist!" I shouted, struggling in the two
black gang women's arms.

   On-screen, Kitty seemed to be pondering the possibilities.  She turned
to look into the camera.  "You know," she said, conversationally, "You *are
a real racist asshole, Marcia!"

   The lights came on and I saw Juanita, standing at the back of the room,
smiling.

   Kitty stepped forward.  "But, never let it be said I wasn't fair," she
said.  "I'll give you the same chance I gave Phil and Juanita ..."

   I paled.  "You can't mean ...!" But my protest was cut off as the two
black women holding me threw me to the floor.

   "That's right, honey, the big black woman said, casually stripping off
her leathers.  "We're gonna play a little game.  We're gonna find out which
of us has more sexual power."

   I sobbed in frustration.  "You can't do this to me!" I screamed.

   "You know the rules," Kitty continued, ignoring my outburst.  "I'm going
to sit on your face.  You are going to lick my pussy and I am going to
stroke your cunt.  Whoever can make the other cum first ...  wins."

   I started to protest again, but stopped, as Kitty grabbed me by a
handful of blonde hair and stuck her face close to mine.

   "If you make me cum first, honey ...  I let you go -- it's a tie.  You
walk.  But you find some other way to get your revenge on Juanita, here. 
Still, you never see me again."

   A growing sense of horror started spreading over me.  "And if I lose?" I
asked, in disbelief.

   The big black woman squatted over my face, positioning herself.

   "If I make you cum first, honey, that means I am your sexual superior.
If a black woman makes you cum ...  and if you cum with a black woman
sitting on your face - that means I own you, white girl."

   I was livid.  "Fuck you!" I screamed.  "No black woman can make *me*
climax!"

   Kitty licked her lips and smiled.  "You are a racist bitch, Blondie,"
she said.  "And after I win," she murmured, "I'll prove my superiority in
the ultimate way: I'll smother you under my big, beautiful, black ass."

   I was speechless, fear slowly seeping the strength from my body.  Was
she really threatening to *kill* me?  Me?!?  How had this gotten so
terribly reversed?!?

   Kitty dropped to her knees and straddled my face.  She spread her legs
wide so that her thick, black cunt lips parted over my helpless face.

   "And we'll also see whether Juanita or Marcia was the better woman,"
Kitty said, reaching out to start stroking my pussy.

   My body tensed at the big dyke's touch.  Normally, I wouldn't have been
too concerned, but I had been "jilling off" as I watched the film and was
already quite aroused.  Kitty began rubbing my pussy more vigorously,
slowly inserting a fat, black finger between my swollen cuntlips.

   It felt dangerously good.

   "You'd better get going, baby," Kitty warned, never slowling the pace of
her pumping digits, "Feels as if I've got a big head start on you."

   I thrashed and struggled.  There was no way I was going to lick some
big, black dyke's cunt!  Especially with that bitch Juanita looking on,
gloating!

   The big black woman worked me over for a good three minutes, slowly
introducing a second finger, and then a third.  I was stretched pretty far
and was praying she wouldn't try to cram any more fingers into my throbbing
hole.  I could feel a sheen of sweat forming on my body and I felt
overheated.  My pussy was burning with mounting desire and pleasure ... 
with a flash of panic, I realized I was reacting to the black dyke's
ministrations!  I had to do something!  Think of something non-sexy! 
Politics!  Granparents!  Popsicles!

   But I soon realized it was futile.  My body was betraying me and I could
feel an epic climax building.

   Desperately, I began lapping at the musky, wet cunt pressed against my
face.

   "Oh *that's* right, honey," Kitty purred, gently grinding herself down
on my face.  "But I think you started much too late, baby!  I can feel you
ready to pop!"

   Fear stabbed at my heart as I realized she was right.  I tried
desperately to avert it, but to no avail.  The dominant black woman's
efforts pushed me over the edge.  Humiliation burned as waves of pleasure
swept over me.  My body spasmed uncontrollably even as the shame of my
defeat burned itself into my brain.  I could hear a cheer from the
assembled women as my surrender became evident for all to see.

   My climax seemed to go on forever.  I screamed into the black woman's
smothering cunt as pleasure short-circuited my ability to think or restrain
myself.  My legs shook and my ass flopped against the floor as the orgams
shook me.

   They finally ebbed, leaving me weak and sobbing, lying on the floor.

   "Well, well!" Kitty taunted, "Looks as if you *do* have a thing for
black women, Blondie!  Who knew?!?" My face was flushed with shame and I
hid my eyes.

   "You know what that means, don't you, Blondie," the big woman said,
shifting her weight.  With a flash of fear, I did realize.  I tried to
bleat a protest, but my strength was gone and I was gripped with fear.  The
big black woman resumed her position, straddling my face.  Then she inched
forward until her ass, rather than her pussy, hovered above me.

   "Please!" I sobbed.  "Don't!  I'll do anything!  I'll ...  "

   My pleas were cut short by ...  Juanita.

   "Please, baby," Juanita begged the big, black dyke who was straddling my
face, "This is my fight.  I was the one she was trying to defeat.  Let me
be the one to turn the tables on her."

   Grudgingly, Kitty got off me.  The two gang members still held me down.
To my horror, I saw my hated rival strip out of her clothes.  She walked
over and stood over me.

   "You thought you'd beat me ...  kill me ...  humiliate me," she
murmured. "But I'm going to give you the chance you never gave me.  I'm
going to offer you a chance to submit.  I'm going to sit on your face and
ass-smother you.  If you submit and agree to be my bitch, you can signal
that by tonguing my asshole.  When I feel that, I'll let you live.  If I
don't feel your tongue on my asshole ..."

   "Never!" I screamed, struggling against the two black women pinning me,
"I'd rather die!"

   The pretty Mexican gave me a nasty smile.  "Your choice," she said.  And
with that, she straddled my head and, spreading her large, rounded, brown
ass cheeks, settled down on my face.  I screamed in rage and frustration,
but it was muffled under her full, round ass.

   I struggled, but soon realized how weak I was, after being abused by
Kitty.  Juanita easily pinned my arms under her legs as she sat back, hard.

   I tried to clutch at my captor's thighs, but they were like rocks.  My
face was wedged deeply into my hated rival's ass and I wanted to scream in
humiliataion.  My lungs were burning and lights danced before my eyes.  I
would not give in to *her*!  I would NOT!  I'd die before I submitted to
Juanita Lopez!

   Whatever strength I had was draining away and I could feel my body start
to twitch.  The knowledge that my face was wedged in *her* ASS burned in my
soul.  I could feel myself dying.

   I realized I could not win.

   If I submitted, the bitch won.  She'd make me into her personal servant,
at home and at work.  The humiliation was too much to bear!

   But the alternative ...  it was true, I'd rather die than submit.  But,
if I died, it would be because she had smothered me under her big, fat,
brown ass.  The humiliation of having died in that manner ...  !  Was there
any more complete subjugation than that?

   Her tight, puckered asshole was already pressed hard against my lips.

   All I had to do was reach out with my tongue.  Rim the bitch's asshole.
I sobbed at the humiliation.  But was that worse than actually being
ass-smothered to death?

   My lips parted.  My tongue was partially extended.

   Should I?

   Could I?

   With a sinking feeling, I realized I had waited too long ... 
consciousness was already slipping away and the void of death waited just
beyond.  My lips were parted and brushing my hated foes asshole.

   But before I could make my decision or gather the strength to extend my
tongue in submission, consciousness slipped away under the relentless
pressure of my hated rival's smothering ass.