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Black Dominated Family
by Scatwoman (scatwoman@aol.com)

***

Black sex god Luke Powers sets his sights on the 
Whitebread family: sexy blonde PAWG/MILF Wendy, her 
catholic school girl daughter Missy, her teenage jock 
son Butch and even her limp-dicked white collar husband 
Chuck. Nobody in the family escapes Luke's dominance and 
big, black dick. (Mdom/MFfm, Ff, MM, ped, nc, rp, inc, 
1st, oral, anal, bi, intr, cuck, ws)

***

Author's Note: This has turned into a super-long story 
(though I didn't originally plan it to be). My magnum 
opus of interracial/cuckold/sissy sex stories. A work of 
passion, not art. If you read it all from beginning to 
end, you deserve a medal and I'd very much like to chat 
with you and hear your thoughts on the story... 
Scatwoman@aol.com

***

Luke Powers awoke in the former bedroom of Chuck and 
Wendy Whitebread. It had been a year since he'd first 
taken domain over the house and its occupants.

* * * One Year Ago * * *

Friday, September 5, 2008

Chapter 1: WENDY, THE WIFE

Luke had scoped out the house for about a week. He had 
seen a super-hot, stacked rich white bitch in the "rich 
people's mall" on the North end of the city. She was 
curvy and white as the driven snow - a combination that 
made Luke's cock instantly hard. she was the very 
definition of a PAWG (Phat-Ass White Girl). She had a 
body almost identical to Ice-T's bitch, Coco - big, 
round bubble butt, skinny little waist and big, fat 
titties. But she was taller and all-natural (he could 
tell by the sway of her heavy tits when she would bend 
over). 

She had long, wavy platinum-blonde hair worn up in a 
loose updo that made her look conservative, but sexually 
available at the same time - like a naughty librarian. 
And she had the face of an absolute angel - clear and 
pure and innocent. 

A natural beauty with no make-up, and big, round ocean-
blue eyes. It was the kind of face Luke yearned to plow 
his big, black dick into and defile with his a thick 
coating of his nigga jizz. He rubbed his aching, 
dripping prick through his pants as he sat in his black 
SUV and watched her exit the mall and get into her 
silver Lexus.

He followed her back to her conservative exurb where she 
pulled into an isolated cul-de-sac with only 3 large 
houses in it. Each house was set back from the road a 
distance and had enough land to be more accurately 
described as an estate. It was great plot of land with a 
nice, large, modern house. Exactly the kind Luke liked. 
And the high stone wall that surrounded the plot made it 
isolated enough to do as he wished without nosy 
neighbors nearby to interfere. He'd noticed the 
Christian decorations on their mailbox and had seen a 
gold cross around Wendy Whitebread's neck in the mall 
and figured out how he would approach the house.

Luke came back early the next morning and watched as 
everyone left the house, leaving only Wendy alone. The 
kids had started school and he knew from the previous 
week that this was the day Wendy would be alone in the 
house the longest, due to after-school activities and 
the husband's overtime on Fridays.

Luke dressed in slacks, a long button-down white shirt 
and a tie and dress shoes. He pulled up the long 
driveway to the house, grabbed his Bible and some 
pamphlets he'd stolen from a local church and rang the 
doorbell.

Wendy had been surprised, at first, to see a large, six 
and a half-foot black man at her front door, but he was 
dressed so nice and was obviously some kind of Christian 
missionary. Wendy opened the door and greeted Luke.

He was clean-shaven and completely bald. He had strong, 
masculine features, but they were chiseled and refined. 
His dark black eyes were deep-set and piercing. If he 
hadn't been black, Wendy thought, he would have been 
quite handsome. But his brow was a little too heavy, his 
nose and cheeks a little too wide and his lips a little 
too thick to pass for white features. Not to mention his 
deep, dark brown skin that seemed to glow a dark amber 
in the bright morning sunlight. 

Something in his gaze seemed hungry, predatory even, 
contrasting the beatific smile on his face. Still, she 
figured that's just how black people always looked - a 
little angry, a little primitive. He held his bible with 
conviction and seemed be a servant of the Lord, so Wendy 
listened to him.

Luke was polite and spoke slowly and softly, speaking of 
God's love and the need to help underprivileged children 
like he had been saved. He knew white people ate that 
shit up - help the poor, dumb blacks who have no dads 
and welfare moms and grow up in slums with no real 
Christian values.

It worked perfectly. Wendy invited him in after Luke 
recited a couple of lines he'd memorized at random from 
the Bible he stole from a grungy motel years ago and had 
utilized in this fashion many times before. He continued 
to speak to her of the poor blacks in the city and how 
they could use her help while he scoped out the house 
and made sure they were alone.

Out the back window of the kitchen where Wendy was 
preparing tea for them, Luke heard barking. He looked 
out and saw they had a full kennel with several large 
dogs. He inquired politely about them and Wendy 
explained that her family had always bred dogs - 
purebreds for competition and for sale to other rich 
people. She loved dogs, but her husband wasn't as 
enthusiastic about them so they'd had a kennel built to 
house them. Luke was relieved to know that he wasn't 
going to have to worry about dogs attacking him once he 
dropped the charade and got busy.

Once it was clear that Wendy and Luke were completely 
alone in the house and Luke had checked for any kind of 
alarm system and hidden Wendy's cell phone in a garbage 
can when she wasn't looking, he went to work.

When Wendy had her back turned, he unzipped his pants 
and pulled out his impressive black meat. Even flaccid 
as it was, it hung 10 inches long and thick - 3 inches 
in diameter (7 inches around). It was even darker than 
the dark brown of his skin and had a fat mushroom head. 
The obscenely oversized black dong was uncut but so big 
that the foreskin didn't cover all of head, about half 
of it always stuck out some, even soft. Veins throbbed 
along its length and it hung out of his pants, a few 
inches shy of the tall man's knees.

When Wendy turned around and saw the black python 
dangling from Luke's trousers, she froze and dropped her 
cup of tea, sending shards shattering across the floor. 
Luke expected this reaction and used her stunned 
paralysis to his advantage as he strode toward her. She 
was still in a daze when he effortlessly hauled the 
curvy 5'8" blonde over his shoulder, holding her firmly 
by her ass and headed for the stairs.

Suddenly she began to protest, with increasing intensity 
as Luke carried her up the stairs. She kicked and 
screamed and pounded her fists ineffectually on his 
broad, strong back. But this only earned her a volley of 
sharp blows to her exposed ass and a stern rebuke of 
"SHUT THE FUCK UP, WHITE BITCH!" from Luke in his 
natural deep, commanding loud bass voice. It had been 
more the shout than the spanking that had cowed Wendy 
into submission. His voice before had been so soft and 
kind - but this was nothing of the sort - this was 
domineering, angry and scary.

Luke grinned to himself as he carried the now subdued 
wife up the stairs. He knew immediately from her 
reaction to his authority exactly what kind of woman she 
was. She wants a big, strong masculine man to take her, 
control her, make her feel like a bitch. And that's 
exactly what he was going to give her.

Luke strode into the Master Bedroom with Wendy and threw 
her carelessly onto the bed, face-up. She gazed up at 
him in terror as he set on her and she squealed and 
thrashed as he literally tore her clothes from her body. 
First he grabbed her sun dress at the neck seam and tore 
it down the middle with one yank, exposing her flowery 
bra. He grabbed the bra in the middle and ripped it 
apart as well, freeing her large, heavy white tits which 
sprang forth like water balloons from a cannon and 
flopped to the sides of her breast. He smiled as he saw 
her large pink nipples were already wrinkling up, 
stiffening.

Then he flipped her over, dug his fingers into her 
pantyhose right in her ass-crack and tore open a large 
hole exposing her white lace panties with their pretty 
pink bows. He bit into her panties by the seat and tore 
them off like an animal tearing the flesh off its kill. 
She squealed and cried out, kicking and thrashing, but 
her held her thighs as she desperately tried to scramble 
away. She was as helpless as a child in his thick, veiny 
muscled arms.

He wrapped his large, powerful black hands around her 
hips and lifted her right off the bed by her hips with 
such ease that it made her gasp in surprise. He dropped 
her right onto his lap as he sat on the edge of the bed. 
She fell forward, her head almost hitting the carpet, 
her ass sticking straight up at him, exposed through the 
hole in her torn pantyhose and panties. She tried to 
catch herself and hold herself up with her arms, but he 
deftly grabbed them both and pulled them tight and high 
behind her back, making her arch backwards in 
discomfort, crying out from the sharp suddenness of it.

Holding both her arms in place with one hand, he reached 
up and pulled off his tie with the other and used it to 
bind her arms in place. Before she knew it, her wrists 
were bound to the opposite elbows such that her arms 
formed a square behind her back. He grabbed her hair 
with his left hand and twisted his fist around in it to 
grab a full handful, then yanked her head back so that 
she was bent backwards even more such that her head was 
level with her ass and she was looking straight across 
the room into the full-length dressing mirror. 

She could see herself, totally humiliated, ravished. 
Helpless and masterfully bound, she was completely 
immobilized and could do nothing but bear the discomfort 
and the humiliation of her heavy tits swinging free from 
her torn dress below her as she cantilevered on the big 
black man's lap.

Then came the first blow. She'd been so distracted by 
the shock and discomfort of her stress position that she 
didn't hear the low whoosh of his open palm coming down 
through a full, heavy arc at her ass. The opening volley 
of her first proper spanking hit her like a bolt of 
lightning, sending violent ripples through her fleshy 
ass and jiggling it in a way that made Luke hard as he 
watched the aftershocks.

Wendy screamed in pain and shock. She'd never been hit 
before in her LIFE, and this was no loving pat on the 
ass or even the simple stern "get you attention" smack 
on the ass Luke had given her on their way up the stairs 
to shut her up. This was a right and proper SPANKING. 
Like a punishment.

Before she could recover from the first blow, another 
followed, just as hard and just as painful. Wendy 
screamed again and Luke's cock twitched in response. He 
knew what was transpiring here. He'd done it many times 
before to women like Wendy who needed a strong 
authoritarian man to dominate them, unleash their inner 
submissive. A wimp like her white bread husband could 
never bring out the real woman in her.

By the next few blows, Wendy was bawling like a child. 
Tears streaked her cheeks and anguished cries punctuated 
her sobbing. But if Luke felt any pity for her, his 
merciless ass-abuse didn't betray it. In fact, as each 
strike hammered her poor, defenseless lily-white ass, 
her belly was pushed down into his crotch and she felt 
his thick black meat getting firmer... and hotter... A 
deep dread began to grow in her as she realized her pain 
and humiliation was exciting him. And she was helpless 
to stop him.

Wendy's senses seemed to intensify tenfold, something 
about the extreme experience lit up her brain and made 
her hyper-aware of every minute detail of the ordeal. 
She felt each blow before it landed, and the pain from 
each impact shot through her body from her agonized ass 
down through every nerve ending like an electric shock. 
The anticipation of each new impact was almost as bad as 
the blow itself. She could feel the heat of his hand as 
it hit her ass, and the heat of his stiffening cock 
pressing into her belly. 

She could feel acutely each follicle in her scalp 
straining, holding the weight of her entire upper body 
as Luke kept a firm grip in her hair, pulling her head 
back with each strike to stop her from falling forward 
from the momentum of the blow. She could feel hot tears 
running down her face, and the crustiness of her earlier 
tears drying up on her neck and breasts. Oddly, she had 
forgotten about the pain of her arms being bound so 
tightly and awkwardly behind her back. And she could 
feel the heat of her own abused cheeks as they glowed 
red-hot from the non-stop, relentless punishment. 

She heard the bed shift and creak as he shifted his 
weight to swing down. She could hear his hand as it cut 
the air with power and speed. And each SMACK rang out 
through the bedroom and bounced off the walls back at 
them, amplifying the sound and somehow making it even 
more painful. 

And though her vision was blurred by pain and tears, she 
could see herself in the mirror, being contorted and 
spanked mercilessly by a huge black beast of a man who 
held and dominated her with such presence, power and 
ease as to make her feel like a helpless child being 
punished for being naughty. 

She could taste her own tears as they ran down her 
cheeks, over her lips and into her sobbing, gaping 
mouth. 

She smelled her own perfume, evaporating from her 
overheated body, but mixed with Luke's smells as well - 
his cologne and... his hot sex musk as his cock throbbed 
and grew. But there was another smell mixed in with 
those smells, one she wasn't familiar with. Vaguely, 
between blows, her mind tried to identify it, without 
luck. It wasn't until she felt the heat in her own 
crotch, and the wetness dripping from her engorged pussy 
that the realized... it was *her*. 

Her own body was responding to the punishment in the 
same was Luke's was. She was wet. SOPPING wet. She 
couldn't believe it. How could she be getting turned on 
by this abuse, of all things?! She had never been so wet 
in her life, in fact. With her husband, she had often 
needed to use a "personal lubricant" or made him use a 
lubricated condom (extra-small so it didn't slip off of 
him). How could her body betray her like this?! She 
couldn't possibly WANT this kind of humiliation and 
debasement... could she?

By the time Luke had said even a single word during the 
rough ass-whooping, her butt glowed a deep red and felt 
swollen and sore, even numb and tingly. She had lost 
count of how many times he had spanked her, going back 
and forth between each cheek randomly, keeping her in 
suspense as to which cheek was to get the next painful 
blow.

"Had enough?" was all Luke said. He was calm and smooth. 
He wasn't breathing hard at all. Wendy was drenched in 
sweat and huffing and puffing with exertion. This 
extreme punishment had taken absolutely nothing out of 
him and everything out of the white woman... directly 
through her throbbing ass.

"Y...yes..." she weakly managed to mutter through her 
sobs, "p-pl... please... please stop... I'll do 
anything, just... please... stop..."

"Good. You're a quick learner," Luke punctuated his 
compliment with one more powerful blow that took Wendy 
completely by surprise and made her scream out in agony 
and begin sobbing all over again. He held his hand on 
her ass this time, though, and slid it down between her 
thighs. There he found her wet cunt and rubbed his long, 
thick fingers between the parted, lubricated lips.

"MMM, yeah, I smelled your sex gettin' all heated up 
from my love taps," Luke groused raspily. His fingers 
dug into her swollen lips and found her hard, engorged 
clit and pinched it, hard.

"AAAIIIIGH!" Wendy cried out in a mixture of pain and 
pleasure that she would become intimately familiar with 
in her foreseeable future.

"You ARE a good little white slut, ain't ya?" Wendy 
could hear him grin as he slid his thick, long middle 
finger into her tight white cunt. It drove in easily, 
even though she was tight and his finger was the biggest 
thing that had been up there in her memory. She was so 
wet and so aroused that the opened right up for him, 
against her conscious rejection of the invasion.

Luke then yanked on her hair viciously, pulling her back 
and surprising her with his violence, "BITCH!! I said 
AIN'T YA!"

"Y-yes!" she choked, barely able to speak with her head 
bent back so extremely, "yes, I'm a white... white... 
slu... slut!"

"Sure as Hell are!" Luke eased up on her hair and 
withdrew his wet finger from her sopping wet pussy. But 
he kept his hand between her thighs.

"Mmm-mmm-MMM!" Luke hummed in appreciation at the job 
he'd done on her rosy ass, "That ass is NICE and 
tenderized, I tell you what!" He ran his hand up between 
her exposed cheeks, sliding his wet finger over her 
quivering pink anus and pressed. It slid in easily, 
though quickly hit resistance at her sphincter.

Wendy gasped at the new violation and her asshole 
clenched instinctively to keep the invading finger out. 
But this only made Luke press harder.

"Yeah, we gonna have to break in this nice tight ass o' 
yours real proper-like, white girl," Luke's rock-hard 
hot cock twitched against her belly as he forced his 
finger past her constricting sphincter, sliding it in to 
the first, then second knuckle as Wendy's body stiffened 
and shook. Persistently he digitally defiled her virgin 
rosebud until his entire, unnaturally long middle finger 
was buried in her abused ass up to the first joint.

Wendy moaned in some sort of mixture of defeat and 
relief as she felt his finger bottom out in her bottom. 
She'd never been treated so roughly, so disrespectfully 
in her life. Raised by rich white WASPy parents, she was 
spoiled from day one, never disciplined, never chastised 
and certainly never hit! Daddy's little girl and Mummy's 
doll, she was always told she was beautiful and 
superior. A prize for any man. She was told men would 
fight over her, would give her anything just to be with 
her. And that she would have her pick of the best, 
brightest and most successful men to marry. 

No man had ever said a mean word to her, much less abuse 
her in such a vile way. And no man had EVER dared touch 
her in the repulsive ways this black ogre of a man-
mountain was inflicting upon her perfection. And yet... 
and yet, as she lay across this Negro bastard's wide 
lap, on his powerful, thick thighs, bound, contorted, 
spanked into submission and now anally impaled on his 
massive finger... she felt something inside her break. 
Something inside her gave up fighting, gave in to this 
man and his total and obvious ability to dominate her. 
She found in her a deep, dark part of her that welcomed 
the surrender... she found submission and it was a 
welcome release.

Wendy's introspection was cut short when he pulled her 
up by her hair again, this time so that she was face-to-
face with him for the first time since she regarded him 
in the kitchen downstairs. She saw no sign of the calm, 
gentle man she thought he was before. Now his face was 
so... hard... angry... masculine. Arrogant, domineering. 
It made her even wetter. His finger was still buried to 
the hilt in her asshole and he crooked it as if to hook 
her ass on his finger like a fish on a hook. She gasped 
and he moved in as if to kiss her deeply. 

Subconsciously she opened her mouth wide to welcome the 
kiss, but was shocked when, instead, he spit a thick gob 
of saliva into her mouth. Reflexively she pulled her 
head back and her eyes shot open in surprise and 
offense. But when she saw his stern look, she stopped 
herself from sputtering out his viscous sputum.

Unceremoniously, he yanked his slick middle finger from 
her asshole with a single, quick motion - so quickly she 
farted out air, making her blush in mortification. He 
dropped her to her knees and stood before her, his rock-
hard member slapping her in the face. He arms were still 
tied behind her back and he still had his left hand 
firmly wound up in her long blonde hair. He pulled her 
head back so as to make her look up at him.

"Open," he commanded her, and she did as instructed, 
eyes wide and eyebrows raised in fear and submission.

He leaned over slightly and hocked and gargled up a full 
mouthful of phlegm, then pursed his lips and drooled a 
long, repugnant stream of his thick saliva down from his 
mouth into her gaping, open maw. She kept her eyes 
locked on his and kept her mouth wide open, accepting it 
all, even as her lips quivered and tears ran down her 
cheeks.

When her mouth was full to the brim with his spit, 
overflowing down her cheeks, he grabbed his heavy, 
throbbing black cock by the base and lowered it so that 
it was angled to go straight into her mouth. She knew 
now what he was planning and the thought filled her with 
panic. But she dared not move, dared not show any sign 
of resistance, lest he punish her all over again, and 
this time likely much more severely.

"Gotta lube up the mouth-pussy if you're gonna throat 
THIS beast, bitch!" Luke helpfully informed her as he 
plugged her mouth with his fat, purple cockhead. It was 
so thick that it completely sealed her mouth, only a few 
rivulets of his spit were pushed out of her mouth, down 
her chin and over her weighty tits. The rest of his 
thick gob had nowhere to go but down her throat, and she 
swallowed heavily. 

She felt its sickly thickness run down her esophagus, 
coating it, lubricating it for the ordeal ahead, exactly 
as the black tormentor had planned. He was clearly very 
experienced at this, and she was just one of his many, 
many conquests. Wendy knew she was not the first white 
girl to be on her knees, helpless before this ebony 
master.

When the ridge of Luke's fat cockhead had popped behind 
Wendy's teeth, he knew his cock was firmly planted in 
her obscenely-stretched (but still pretty) mouth and he 
let go of her hair. Carefully, he sat down on the edge 
of the bed and her head's angle adjusted appropriately. 
Instead of facing straight up, her head was now level 
and his cock pointed straight at her. Her eyes never 
lost their lock on his, and neither of the two locked in 
their oral embrace blinked.

"Now, white bitch, you won't believe it's possible," 
Luke assured her in low, almost soothing tones, "but 
you're gonna deep throat that entire beast."

Wendy's eyes shot open wide at the thought, her heart 
raced and her breathing quickened, nostrils flaring.

Luke saw her panic and reached forward, putting his 
large hands on her shoulders, "Shhh, shhh... don't 
panic... that'll just make it harder."

His heavy, warm hands actually did seem to calm her and 
she felt her breathing slow and deepen.

"That's it, breathe, nice and slow. And when I get to 
the back of your throat, you're going to want to take a 
nice, deep breath. Do you understand?"

She looked right in his eyes and nodded, as best she 
could with 3 inches already lodged in her bulging mouth.

Luke then slid his hands down her chest and cupped one 
of her overflowing, pillowy white breasts in each of his 
big black paws. Wendy moaned at the feeling of his hands 
on her heavy tits, lifting them and easing the weight on 
her chest. Her breasts had always been much more than a 
handful, even before the kids. But Luke's hands were 
nearly big enough to hold one fully, a feeling she'd 
never felt before. She felt small in his grasp. He 
kneaded her breasts and her nipples responded eagerly, 
growing, stiffening, wrinkling between his fingers as he 
rolled and squeezed them.

To her shock and sharp, painful surprise, he suddenly 
grabbed each of her now enlarged and extremely sensitive 
nipples and pinched them HARD. She squealed as much as 
she could with his cockhead plugging her mouth and fresh 
tears ran down her cheeks. Her eyes winced, but the 
didn't break eye contact with the black tormentor. Luke 
twisted her reddening nipples and she whimpered and 
cried, but made no move to pull away.

Luke smiled at her surrender and proceeded with his 
plan. Pinching and twisting her nipples, he pulled on 
them - toward the bed between his legs. Her large 
breasts stretched out obscenely forward and she 
involuntarily leaned forward from the pain and force of 
his pulling. And as she did so, she impaled her mouth 
ever more on his fat, rigid cock.

Harder and harder Luke pulled and further and further 
Wendy was forced to lean forward and take Luke's cock 
into her oral cavity. Now there was no more room in her 
mouth for his full saliva load - it had all been pushed 
down her throat by his invading blackness. As she felt 
the impossibly thick head of his dick press against her 
throat, she began to panic again. She gagged, she 
twitched and she jerked - but this only increased the 
pain on her poor, stretched and twisted nipples and she 
stopped.

She looked into her dominator's eyes and he nodded to 
her as a reminder. Through her streaming tears, she 
remembered what she was supposed to do, steeled herself 
and sucked in a long, deep lungful of life-giving air 
through her nose. As soon as her lungs were to capacity, 
Luke seemed to know. He yanked hard on her nipples and 
she fell forward sharply. The head of his cock painfully 
popped into her throat and she would have exhaled from 
the sharp, sudden pain of it - but she could no longer 
breathe!

Now her eyes filled with panic anew and her heart raced, 
she struggled involuntarily and her eyes watered and 
nose ran reflexively. But there was no fighting it. Her 
throat was impaled on his monster cock and there was no 
going back until he was satisfied.

Harder and harder he yanked on her nipples, pulling on 
her poor distended tits and impaling her throat on his 
cock. She felt its rigid heat sliding down her esophagus 
and wondered and how she could fit such thickness. It 
hurt like hell - her throat felt sore all up and down 
the length of it. But down it went, inexorably, 
unyielding.

As inch after inch sank, improbably, down her gullet, 
she began to feel lightheaded. Dizzy. Her eyes lost 
focus and her lids drooped. She realized she was running 
out of air! But she could do nothing about it. She 
hadn't been able to get a full lungful due to the 
contortion of having her arms tied to tightly behind her 
back. She was going to pass out if he didn't pull out 
soon. But he still had several inches left to impale her 
with!

She struggled to hold onto her senses. Vaguely, she 
thought she could hear him muttering words of 
encouragement and she struggled to hear them. But she 
was on the very edge of consciousness. Only the tickle 
of his scratchy, kinky black pubic hairs on her lips and 
up her nose brought her back from the brink briefly. She 
had done it... he was right. It was impossible, but 
somehow she had taken his entire black massiveness down 
her virgin white throat. Somewhere, deep down, beneath 
the overwhelming shame of it all... she felt proud.

The last sensations she remembered before blacking out 
was sudden pain of him pinching her nipples harder than 
ever before, the contracting of his heavy black balls 
against her chin, the sudden throbbing of his cock, a 
hot pulsation undulating from the base of it, across her 
lower lip, along the length of her tongue, running down 
the full length of her throat and emptying with a heavy, 
boiling burst in her stomach. As she slipped from 
consciousness, she realized... he was shooting his 
nigger seed straight into her belly...

When she came to, who knows how long later, he had 
finished ripping her hose from her (she had already 
kicked off her heels when struggling on the stairs) as 
well as her dress and torn panties. He had laid her 
face-up on the bed. She was now completely naked, except 
for her gold cross necklace, which he let her keep. 

Barely revived from sub-consciousness, she sensed some 
form moving to her right and was set upon by Luke before 
she could even see him clearly. He shoved her crucifix 
in her mouth and told her to keep it there. He then 
shoved her ripped panties in her mouth, gagging her with 
them.

She tried to move, to pull away, instinctively, but she 
found she could not. He had untied her hands and retied 
them above her head, securing them to a bedpost to make 
sure she couldn't grab anything or bring them back down. 

Then he started in, again, on her big, beautiful tits. 
He mauled them with his large black hands, nearly big 
enough to cup one of her generous DD's like a 
basketball. He loved these 30-something white women 
(Wendy was 33) who'd had their children young - their 
tits were always huge from the multiple pregnancies, but 
still firm from youth. He licked and sucked and bit them 
until the nipples stood up on end, swollen and a deep 
pink from his attentions.

At the same time he'd forced her legs open with his knee 
and had been massaging her cleft with a spit-wet pair of 
fingers, rubbing and massaging and occasionally slapping 
her mound. She moaned and writhed at his touch. She 
seemed both to fight against and to desire his rough 
handling. Luke knew many women secretly desired to be 
treated this way - to be taken and seduced, especially 
by a dominant man, a man half-animal. The fear was a 
part of the turn-on for these women and these rich white 
chicks feared nothing more than a big, angry nigger.

By now he was pinching and twisting her large, receptive 
nipples and fingering her sopping-wet pussy and grinding 
his palm against her swollen clit. She was moaning and 
gyrating her hips to the rhythm of his handiwork. When 
he slid his slick middle finger into her receptive cunt, 
she bucked in response, moaning and flushing with 
arousal. He knew then he had her, quite literally, in 
the palm of his hand. He kept her gaze locked in his 
own, looking down on her scared but aroused face with 
quiet confidence and unremitting dominance. Hers was an 
expression of submission and surrender, his an 
unmistakable leer of total control.

Quickly he'd mounted her, grabbing her legs behind the 
knees and folding them back to her ears, exposing her 
wet cunt and pretty asshole to him. Her eyes shot open 
wide and she looked down to see his fully-erect monster 
of a black prick poised to enter her. Now it had 
regained its full, incredible length and girth - a full 
14 inches of rock-hard, throbbing black man-meat, and 
thicker than a soda can - 9 and a half inches in 
circumference! He stroked it, lubing it up with the 
juices from her flowing cunt on his fingers. 

His giant black cock looked huge even in his oversized 
hand. She looked up into his eyes in fear, trying to 
protest through her saliva-soaked panties gag that there 
was no way it would fit inside her, it would split her 
apart! Before today, the only thing she'd had in her 
tight little pussy was her husband's skinny 4-inch (at 
best) prick. She'd even had her children by cesarean 
section - not out of medical necessity, but to maintain 
her shape!

But Luke had displayed no hesitation, and no concern for 
the impossibility of her accommodating him. He pinned 
her knees to her ears and his imperious gaze burned into 
her eyes as he pressed the tip of his fat cockhead to 
her swollen, slick labia, its petals in full bloom in 
anticipation of his big black cock.

As he forced the large mushroom head inside her, she 
shook her head back and forth (the only part of her body 
she could still move even a little) and groaned and 
screamed through her gag. It was so big, it felt like he 
would split her apart! But he kept on pushing in. When 
the whole head had popped in, she bucked and jerked. But 
her ordeal was only just beginning. He kept pushing, 
inch after thick, veiny inch sliding into her hungry wet 
cunt.

Wendy felt as though her pussy was betraying her - 
letting this monster violate her, getting wet for it and 
opening up to accommodate its imposing girth. She felt 
like a virgin, being penetrated for the very first time 
- Luke's massive cock was so thick and so hard and so 
LONG that her husband's measly member had in no way 
prepared her for this moment. Even Luke's middle finger 
that he'd fingered her with was thicker and longer than 
her husband's modest penis!

When Luke had finally bottomed out in Wendy, she felt 
his balls slap against her smooth white butt cheeks and 
her eyes popped open in shock and surprise. She looked 
right into Luke's dark glaring eyes and experienced the 
first real orgasm of her life!

She never broke her eye contact with Luke as she bucked 
and convulsed and thrashed, screaming and howling, 
guttural, animal sounds issuing from somewhere deep 
inside her - from some primitive part of her now 
unleashed and ready to run free.

As Luke began to piston in and out and fuck her in 
earnest, she let herself descend into the deepest, 
darkest pits of her sub-consciousness, letting go of her 
carefully crafted Martha Stewart life and welcoming the 
beast inside her. When he rammed his full length into 
her with one last powerful thrust and exploded inside 
her, delivering to her womb its first of what would come 
to be countless loads of black seed, she had her second 
orgasm, this one even more powerful than the first.

By the time he'd recovered and started pumping her 
again, he had let her legs go and was pulling her head 
back painfully by the hair and roughly kissing and 
sucking on her neck and ears. She wrapped her legs 
around his muscular ass and drew him into her, longing 
to be completely filled by the entirety of his massive 
manhood.

Once he had flooded her womb a second time, Luke flipped 
her over and used the sheets to tie her ankles to the 
bed's posts, leaving her face-down and spread-eagled. 
Totally exposed. He disappeared for several minutes and 
Wendy spent them in post-fuck bliss. She had NEVER been 
taken in such a rough, savage fashion and it was 
AMAZING. But... some part of her conscious, wholesome 
self was still there, fighting to come back to the 
surface. It told her this was WRONG! 

It was RAPE! This... black MONSTER had broken into her 
home (well... she had invited him in, but still...) and 
he had RAPED her! VIOLATED her compact with her beloved 
husband - and even worse, her compact of holy matrimony 
with GOD! Oh, JESUS, and she had climaxed! Twice! And 
HARD! How could she have ENJOYED this? What kind of 
demon had possessed her? She tried to struggle, but she 
was completely immobilized. She couldn't even scream 
with her panties gagging her, and her throat was still 
sore from her o
 ral rape earlier. She wasn't even sure she *could* 
scream after that ordeal.

Since Wendy was tied face-down on the bed, she didn't 
see Luke had returned. He saw her squirming and realized 
she must be at that point most white bitches get to 
early on. They got their rocks off a couple times on the 
big black dick and lost themselves. But then they'd come 
to their senses and panic, feeling guilty and dirty for 
allowing themselves to be used by a dirty black guy.


*THWACK!!* came the stinging blow from Luke's firm, 
large hand on her fleshy ass that stopped her struggling 
and made her squeal in surprise and pain. Her ass was 
still red and sore from the epic beating it had taken 
before and this new blow only served as a visceral 
reminder of that banquet of agony.

"BAD BITCH!" Luke shouted, "Looks like I'm gonna have to 
keep you on a short leash!" He produced the dog collar 
and leash he'd retrieved from the kennel and put it 
around her neck tightly. He pulled back on the leash 
yanking her head up awkwardly - her shoulders pinned to 
the bed due to her arms being tied down, "NOW. How to 
punish a bad dog?"

Luke yanked out the soaking wet panties and Wendy 
coughed, backed-up saliva drooling out of her mouth.

"P-please!" she began to beg, her throat weak and hoarse 
from its abuse earlier. But she was cut off when Luke 
shoved his fingers into her mouth, "URKKHH!"

Her eyes widened as Luke plunged four fingers into her 
mouth, fucking it like a pussy. She gagged and choked 
and wretched, bucking on the bed against the violation. 
Luke shoved his fingers in as deep as he could and they 
pushed past her tongue down into her throat! She was 
sure she was about to puke, but Luke was an expert at 
this. He knew just how to press inside a white bitch's 
throat to suppress the gag reflex and when to pull out 
to avoid vomit. Again and again he did this until his 
hand was thoroughly coated with mucus.

Unceremoniously, he pulled his hand out and kissed Wendy 
on the mouth deeply, his tongue now doing the throat-
fucking.

Wendy moaned involuntarily in response. His lips were so 
big, they enveloped her petite mouth. And his tongue was 
too broad and strong and forceful, she'd NEVER been 
kissed like that in her life! It was like being fucked, 
but in the mouth!

But then she felt wetness between her cheeks and her 
eyes shot open. She saw in Luke's eyes an evil, 
perverted gleam that made her quiver in fear.

Luke pushed the first of his mucus-slicked fingers 
against her tight, virgin pink asshole and she began to 
shake her head in protest and panic.

Luke was unrelenting, though, and continued to soul-kiss 
her as he easily pushed past her defiant sphincter, 
sinking his entire middle finger into her asshole - all 
the way up to the first knuckle!

Wendy groaned into her rapists mouth as the violation 
and the feeling of fullness. NOTHING had ever been up 
there before today and now this black bastard was 
invading her like he was entitled to it! Yet with the 
fresh violation came a familiarity - the feeling was 
like before when he'd shoved his finger in her ass. This 
time, it felt like it was filling a void in her... a 
yearning in her asshole... one she didn't even know 
existed before today. She wriggled and squirmed as she 
felt him wiggling his finger around inside her, probing 
her rectum with his long, thick finger. It was the most 
obscene thing she'd ever felt.

That is, until he slipped a second finger in her. Now he 
had his fingers curled up in her and she was ensnared on 
his powerful fingers like a fish on a hook! He lifted 
her hips up off the bed using only his fingers in her 
asshole and she squealed and groaned in his mouth.

Before long he had worked all four slimy fingers into 
her ass and was ramming them in and out at a merciless 
tempo and overwhelming force. Wendy bounced and thrashed 
and moaned and groaned from the anal abuse. Her hips 
bucked up and down, back and forth - partly from the 
force of his powerful jackhammer of an arm, partly of 
her own account. She found herself pushing back against 
his fingers and kissing him back. Her pussy reddened and 
got swollen and flushed with desire. She was dripping 
wet and somehow she felt her desire building again from 
this despicable, depraved defilement.

Luke could feel her giving in and turning the corner 
from violated to horny and stopped kissing her, "Good, 
now you primed for the MAIN EVENT!"

She looked at him with surprise and fear in her eyes, 
and by the time she realized what he was planning, his 
throbbing hard giant black cock was already mid-thrust 
into her asshole! He grabbed the leash and wrapped it 
around his forearm, readying himself for a real 
POWERFUCKING. He yanked back on her leash HARD and 
proceeded to savagely ass-rape the beautiful blonde 
homemaker.

Wendy screamed and wailed and cried out in pain at first 
(as best she could, being choked by the leash and 
collar), but soon found herself thrusting back against 
him in counter-tempo to his powerful thrusts. He rode 
her like a mechanical bull, driving into her with such 
force that the whole bed bounced up and down on its 
frame, rattling against the wall, audibly straining the 
springs and making Wendy's body bend backwards awkwardly 
with each down-thrust that shoved her down into the bed. 

As he pulled out, the bed sprang back and pushed her ass 
up into the air to engulf his withdrawing cock just as 
he was driving back in for his next powerful thrust. 
Wendy was sure either the bed was going to snap in two 
from the brutal pounding - or she was! Compared to this 
savage butt-fucking, Luke's forceful deflowering of her 
cunt had been like gentle, romantic lovemaking.

After he had pounded her formerly petite shitter like a 
pile-driver for over half an hour, he dumped his biggest 
load yet into her bowels and her eyes rolled back in her 
head as she came explosively, this time without any 
stimulation of her clit or pussy at all - her first anal 
orgasm. While the other orgasms had been surprising and 
powerful, this was a full-body affair that build up like 
a flood at a dam and then the dam was obliterated by a 
blast of TNT and it all came rushing out, washing over 
her and electrifying her every nerve, radiating out from 
her burning asshole to the tips of every point on her 
body. It was uncontrollable, unstoppable and incredible. 

She gave into her anal ecstasy absolutely and let it 
take over her body. She lost all conscious control of 
her body and let the involuntary spasms, undulations, 
grunts and incoherent screams have full command of her 
helpless body. Her conscious mind turned off and she 
felt as though her whole body was her asshole, on fire 
and contracting in waves as it milked the massive black 
beast inside it, sucking the copious ejections of hot 
nigger jizz into its bowels hungrily. The primal, earth-
shattering orgasmic experience left her a changed woman, 
and completely and totally spent.

When she regained her senses, she realized she was 
drooling and her thighs were still quivering from her 
strong orgasmic convulsions. Her ass cheeks were warm 
and raw from the repeated impact of Luke's firm, 
muscular pelvis as he had repeatedly slammed his full 
length into her asshole with unrelenting speed and 
force. Her butt felt like it had taken a half-hour 
spanking from some kind of ass punishment machine the 
max setting - without mercy or abatement.

Just then, Luke returned to the room with a huge black 
butt-plug and shoved it into her abused asshole, telling 
her this was to make sure she didn't waste any of his 
precious "nigga seed" while he punished her. Before she 
could even ask what she was being punished for, he began 
raining down severe smacks on her defenseless white, 
round, fleshy cheeks. She yelped in pain with each blow 
and the echo of the impact rang through the house. Her 
ass-cheeks quaked and jiggled lewdly with each smack and 
quickly pinked up nicely. 

Wendy squealed and writhed and cried, but was completely 
helpless. She cried for him to stop, tried to reason 
with him, then resorted to begging, then gave in to 
sobbing. Only when 20 minutes had passed and she finally 
came from the punishment, blubbering and tear-streaked, 
did Luke stop.

Luke picked up her head by her sweat-soaked hair and 
asked her what she thought of the spanking. Wendy was 
beyond rational thought and all she could do was express 
gratitude.

"Th-thank you..." Wendy breathed.

"Thank you WHAT?" Luke demanded.

Wendy's heavily lidded eyes parted and through her tears 
she looked into Luke's domineering gaze and corrected 
herself, "thank you... Master..."

"Aw, yeah," the black assailant nodded, smiling in 
satisfaction, "now the white bitch know her place. 
Doncha?!"

He slapped her across the face hard. She gasped and 
sighed, "yes, Master, I'm your white bitch slave..."

"Mmm," Luke bit his lip, "damn straight. And what does 
white slave bitch want?"

"W-whatever Master wants?" Wendy guessed.

SLAP!

"BITCH!" Luke spat in her face, "I KNOW you gonna DO 
whatever I WANT! I asking you: what do YOU want?!" Luke 
tightened his grip on her hair, making her wince. The 
pain forced her to focus.

"I-I want to please you, Master..." Wendy replied 
honestly, "I-I'll do ANYTHING to please you, Master!" It 
was an answer that was surprising to Wendy as it came 
straight from her heart, it was completely genuine. This 
black bastard had completely broken her and turned her 
into a willing slave for his sadistic pleasure.

"Yeah, that's right," Luke nodded, "good bitch," he 
loosened his grip on her hair and patted her on the 
head. This small gesture of approval filled Wendy with 
overwhelming joy and tears of happiness streamed down 
her cheeks.

"Thank you, Black Master," Wendy choked.

"Now, I'm gonna pound your fat white ass again, and this 
time I ain't gonna be gentle," Luke informed her, 
"whadda y'all think of that?"

Wendy groaned, "oh, please, Master," she writhed and 
wiggled her hips, "PLEASE, fuck my white ass like it 
deserves to be fucked, I NEED your beautiful big black 
dick buried in me! I want to FEEL you fill my dirty 
tushie with your hot black seed, Master!"

Wendy moaned and groaned and mewled like a cat in heat, 
wriggling and squirming on the bed, practically begging 
with her ass, raising it in the air at him. Luke smiled 
a wide, toothy grin as he mounted her from behind yet 
again. Her complete surrender made him harder than ever, 
his 14 inch cock throbbing and thickly veined with 
excitement. He roughly pulled her warm, glowing, 
punished ass-cheeks apart and unceremoniously yanked the 
dirty, large butt-plug from her still gaping asshole.

As he plunged his rock-hard ebony monster into her to 
the hilt with one mighty thrust, Wendy cried out "OH YE-
MMGGLRRMMPHH!!" Her exclamation of pleasure was cut 
short and muffled as Luke shoved the soiled butt plug, 
still warm from her rectum, fully into her mouth! He 
wrapped her leash around her head and held it firm in 
his fist so as to keep the butt-plug firmly entrenched 
in her mouth and let her suck on it as he viciously 
sodomized her already battered bowels with all of his 
considerable strength...


By the end of that longest day in Wendy's otherwise 
boring and uneventful life, Wendy was quite surprised to 
find that this missionary who came to her door knew many 
other positions besides missionary, most of them 
involving her face down, ass up and with Luke's thick 14 
inch black monster cock buried balls deep in her. Over 
the next seven hours, in every possible position, in 
every hole, he fucked her senseless until she was strung 
out in her carnal fugue and overflowing with his hot, 
thick nigger jizz from every hole.


Chapter 2: MISSY, THE DAUGHTER


Wendy's thirteen-year-old daughter Missy was next, and 
she was even easier to seduce. When she walked in on 
Luke and her mother, having heard the commotion and 
having felt the walls shaking, she dropped her books and 
nearly pissed herself. Wendy panicked, realizing even 
with her blindfold that the shocked gasp was that of her 
daughter. But instead of running, Missy slowly 
approached the debauched scene before her and watched, 
as if in a trance, while Luke pummeled her mother's ass 
for all he was worth. 

Missy was amazed at the physicality of the spectacle, in 
awe of the specimen of man before her - a muscled black 
giant, sweat dripping down onto her mother's white, 
arched back and ass. Her mother was grunting and 
groaning and moaning with every powerful thrust, and she 
pushed her ass back at Luke each time, spreading her ass 
open and inviting him in. Missy reached out and ran her 
hand down Luke's ebony, muscled back as it rippled with 
exertion, caressing his powerful ass muscles as they 
flexed and unflexed. She dropped to her knees to get a 
good close-up look of the action and began to finger 
herself under her school uniform's skirt. 

When Luke was close to cumming, he yanked Wendy's 
blindfold off and let the mother look directly into her 
daughter's lust-filled eyes as he emptied his load deep 
into her bowels. Wendy cried out in her own intense 
climax, watching her daughter orgasm from her own 
fingering. As they were both cumming, Luke laid flat 
over mother, grabbed both their heads and made them deep 
kiss each other, their tongues wrestling while they 
screamed their pleasure into each other’s mouths.

Before Missy could regain her senses, Luke had already 
leapt off the bed, grabbed her by her ponytail and 
yanked her head back, eliciting a loud yelp. On her 
knees as she was, mouth agape in pain, she was perfectly 
situated for Luke to shove his dirty cock several inches 
into her sweet, cute mouth. Before she even knew what 
was happening, he was pumping her face with his fat 
prick, driving inch after inch deeper into her throat 
with each downward thrust. His still-hard cock was 
pointed straight down and her head was pointing straight 
up and he straddled her with her nose facing his ass. 

She could see her mother up-side down in the bed behind 
her now as Luke had spun her around. She tasted the 
filth on his cock - a mixture of his thick jizz and her 
mother's shit (her ass was not clean and she had not had 
a chance to have her morning constitutional before Luke 
had come to the door that morning). She choked and 
gagged, but there was nothing to be done about it. Her 
petite frame and spindly arms were like toothpicks to 
the tree-trunks of Luke's powerful thighs.

Her mother whispered encouraging words to Missy, telling 
her she knew she could take it all, that it was hard for 
Wendy the first time, too, but she knew Missy would make 
her proud. Before long, Missy had stopped resisting in 
any way and was now fingering herself again while Luke 
buried his soiled shaft down her throat and her mother 
encouraged her in dirtier and dirtier language. "Suck 
that shit off our Master's fat cock, you little slut!" 

Wendy was now growling, randy but frustrated as she was 
still tied down to the bed and could not rub her own 
clit. "Eat it! Take it all! I want those balls sitting 
on your face, you fucking cunt!" Before long, Luke had 
managed to plunge all 14 inches down the girl's sorely 
stretched esophagus, bottoming out when his balls 
covered her eyes and his pubes hit her chin. Her cute 
little nose was up his ass crack, cutting off her air. 
This put her over the edge and she bucked, flailed and 
tried to scream around the full length of his massive 
prick as she came a second time, even harder than 
before.

After this display, Luke's cock was clean as a whistle 
and ready for action again. He untied Wendy, but not 
before corking her still-open asshole with a small gourd 
from their fall decorations in the hallway. He told her 
she wasn't to spill any of his seed, and her ass was too 
loose to hold it in, then he and shoved her into the 
bathroom. He grabbed the exhausted Missy by her ponytail 
and dragged her into the bathroom, too. 

He ordered Wendy to strip her own daughter, which she 
did without hesitation while he watched and stroked 
himself back to full stiffness. Missy was still 
exhausted, prostrate on the ground, on her back. Luke 
positioned Wendy so that she was squatting over her 
daughter's mouth, had Wendy hold her daughter's mouth 
open, then yanked out the gourd from her ass and shoved 
her down onto her daughter's open mouth, putting her 
full weight onto her. 

This brought Missy around instantly and she began to 
struggle, pulling at her mother's thick thighs, unable 
to get any kind of leverage to escape. Wendy was shocked 
and began to resist, too - she couldn't do this to her 
own daughter! But Luke held her in place and she felt 
his jizz had already began to run out of her gaping 
asshole, dropping into her daughter's wide-open mouth! 

Missy felt the first large, hot, thick dollops of Luke's 
spooge drop out of her mother's stretched-out anus. It 
was thick and hot, having been baked inside her mother's 
shitty ass-oven for a good 20 minutes at least. It 
filled her mouth, flooding her taste buds with sensation 
and warmth. No matter how she swirled her tongue to 
escape the taste, she couldn't.

Wendy tried to stop the oozing, dirty cum the only way 
she thought she could - by clenching her anus as hard as 
she could, trying in vain to close what had been 
loosened by repeated abuse all day. Unfortunately, all 
she succeeded in doing was expelling a huge glob of 
Luke's steaming jizz from deep inside her bowels into 
her poor daughter's mouth, propelled by a fair volume of 
foul gas. 

Missy's eyes widened in surprise and revulsion, her 
mouth now filled to the brim with hot, shit-stained, 
brown-tinted second-hand ass-spunk. Luke heard the wet 
expulsion of fart/jizz and laughed a deep, hearty 
chuckle that filled the room, echoing off the tile walls 
and vibrating the chests of the two small white women 
under his power. He abruptly cut his laughter short, 
though, to give the trapped girl a command in such a 
bass-heavy, commanding tone that it immediately grabbed 
both women's attentions. "Swallow, bitch!"

Missy looked right into his eyes, staring up at his 
imposing frame, his massive cock looming over her and 
her mother like a great ebony sword of Damocles, his 
thick muscles flexing as he held Wendy down on Missy's 
face, his deep brown eyes boring into her, destroying 
her willpower. Missy swallowed, drinking down the foul, 
viscous mixture of his black seed and her mother's 
thoroughly churned shit sludge. Luke smiled and Wendy 
watched in shock as Missy swallowed again and again, 
until she had chugged the entire mouthful. 

Luke grabbed Wendy by the hair, pulled her head back and 
said calmly, but firmly, "shit it all into her, bitch - 
every load I shot up into your shit chute, you fucking 
shit it into this little cunt's mouth- I want her to 
drink every last nasty fucking drop, do you fucking 
understand?" Wendy looked frightened, staring wide-eyed 
into her black master's eyes and nodded wordlessly, the 
only other sign of her assent being a small grunt 
followed by the sound of another great blob of shit-
spooge that had been stewing in the depths of her bowels 
for the better part of the day being shat out forcefully 
into the captive girl's mouth. Missy didn't hesitate 
this time, gulping down the disgusting concoction 
immediately.

Luke backed off and stroked himself while he watched 
these two formerly sweet, vanilla white girls engage in 
this filthy, debased act, having been turned out in 
record time. Wendy really got into her task, looking 
down into her daughter's glazed-over eyes, bearing down 
and squeezing gob after gob of thick brownish spunk into 
her daughter's wide-open mouth. Missy was completely 
lost in dirt-pig lust, grabbing her mother's hips and 
desperately pulling them down onto her face, as if she 
wanted to stick her whole head up her mother's ass. She 
was writhing and wriggling, her pussy soaking wet and 
throbbing from the extreme kinkiness of what she was 
engaging in with her own mother. 

When Wendy was having more trouble getting the last 
several blobs to fall, Missy began to suck hard on her 
mother's open asshole, hungrily extracting and slurping 
down whatever more she could glean from the depths of 
her mother's flooded intestinal tract. Luke had to think 
there must have been at least a couple chunks of shit 
his cock managed to leave intact in Wendy's shitter, but 
if any had dropped into Missy's lust-hungry mouth, she 
didn't make any outward sign that she had any reluctance 
at all to devour that foul meal as well.

Suddenly, Wendy's eyes opened wide and a nasty, obscene 
wet squelching sound came from her ass. "Oh, no, Missy, 
I'm sorry, I couldn't stop it!" Wendy made to get up, 
but Luke came over and shoved her back down firmly on 
Missy's now shit-packed mouth.

"Do it, bitch! Drop all that churned-up shit in yo' 
daughter's mouth, you fuckin' slut!" Luke ordered Wendy. 
She looked up at him in fear, his booming bass voice 
literally shook her and made her cower. He was stroking 
his majestic black monster cock with long, firm strokes 
as he watched. She knew he was building up to another 
massive load. She locked eyes with him and did as he 
commanded.

Missy groaned and began furiously fingering herself as 
she chewed up and swallowed her mother's shit. Her eyes 
rolled back in her head as her mother squeezed out 
another loose log in her mouth. It was the nastiest 
thing she could ever imagine doing, and she was doing it 
with her own mother under the command of this huge, 
angry black god of a MAN. Something raw and primal 
clicked in Missy at that moment, some deep, primitive 
part of her that longed to be subjugated and used 
mercilessly. And as she swallowed another mouthful of 
her mother's shit, she came, screaming into Wendy's 
gaping ass.

Luke screamed too and came all over Wendy's face and 
mouth, all on her outstretched and ready tongue. Strand 
after thick strand of viscous jism sprayed out all over 
Wendy's pretty features, coating her like a birthday 
cake. Wendy was trying to reach forward and close her 
mouth on the spasming cockhead, but Luke held her back 
so he could spray it all over her.

When Luke was done, he ordered Wendy, "Don't swallow it, 
bitch!". Instead, he pulled her up by her hair roughly 
making her yelp in pain and surprise and he pushed her 
down to lay on her daughter. He held her face to her 
daughter's jizz-and-shit-caked face and growled "share 
it, bitches, kiss and show me how much you love each 
other!"

Missy and Wendy, overcome with depraved lust, embraced 
each other passionately and kissed and licked each 
other's faces, sucking the cum off of each other and 
French kissing, their entwined tongues swirling the 
fresh jizz together with the ass-baked jizz. As they 
deeply French-kissed, Wendy felt uneaten chunks of her 
own shit in her daughter's mouth and groaned as Missy 
pushed them into her mouth. They each bit into the 
chunks and shared them. After several minutes, they had 
cooperatively consumed every last glob of black cum and 
every last morsel of Wendy's crap.

"Damn!" Luke enthused, "I seen some crazy-ass white 
bitches before, but you all take the goddamn CAKE!"

Luke let the two depraved sluts lie in each other's arms 
for a few minutes and went downstairs to get a drink and 
refresh for round two (well, counting the mother it had 
already been at least a full 10 rounds, but...) He 
opened the refrigerator looking for a beer of any kind 
but only found the biggest abomination on the face of 
the Earth: O’Doul’s, the non-alcoholic beer.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!!" Luke bellowed. Upstairs, Wendy and 
Missy involuntarily jerked in fear at the sound of 
Luke's bellowing voice echoing through the house and 
rattling the knick-knacks in the bathroom.

"Crazy-ass white folk," Luke shook his head and poured 
himself a huge glass of orange juice instead. He flipped 
on the TV and watched some local news and sports while 
he drank down the 20 ounces of OJ, then returned to the 
kitchen. He proceeded to pour all 6 bottles of O’Doul’s 
down the drain in the kitchen sink. He then filled four 
of the bottles with his own hot piss and put them back 
in the fridge. He carried the empty bottles upstairs and 
had Wendy and Missy fill a bottle each with their own 
piss and had Wendy put them back in the refrigerator.

Wendy was obediently putting the bottles back in and saw 
the bottles Luke put in. Biting her lip, she hesitated. 
She looked around to see if anyone was watching, then 
took out one of Luke's piss-beers and opened it. She 
sniffed it. The strong odor of his piss hit her nose 
like a slap to the face and it made her jerk back 
instinctively. But something in her made her bring it 
back to her mouth and take a sip. She screwed her face 
up at the taste and went to the sink to spit it out, but 
found she had already swallowed it. 

She coughed once or twice and looked at the bottle. She 
contemplated pouring it out, but couldn't bring herself 
to do it. Instead, she slowly brought it back to her 
mouth and took another sip. Again, she gagged, but she 
kept drinking this time, and before she knew it she was 
chugging it down. Her pussy was getting wet and her free 
hand found her clit while she chugged down her abuser's 
nasty piss like an alcoholic's first drink in years!

"BITCH!" Luke's deep bass voice boomed from upstairs and 
she jumped, spilling some of the piss down her tits, 
"What the FUCK is taking you so long?! I'm about to fuck 
this baby cunt o' yours and you better get up here and 
get her ready for me, 'less you want me to split this 
bitch in two!"

Wendy panicked and quickly opened the garbage can in the 
kitchen to drop the drained bottle in. When it dropped 
in, she heard it clank against something hard. She 
looked in and saw her cell phone in there! Luke had 
hidden it so she couldn't call for help. She reached in 
to pick it up, but jerked with a start when Luke's voice 
shook her from the next room.

"BITCH, you DEAF?!" He thundered.

She looked up at him and he simply stared her down. He 
stood there, arms crossed, not making a move. His body 
and his imposing physique were imposing enough without 
him having to make any overt threatening moves toward 
her. She stood paralyzed like a deer in the headlights. 
His glare held her there and she averted her eyes, 
breaking eye contact and looking down to avoid his gaze. 
She caught sight of his pendulous black dick hanging 
between his legs with such pride and arrogance that it 
made her thighs quiver. She still couldn't believe the 
thing was real - how could ANYONE have a cock like that? 
It looked like it belonged on a horse more than a human!

"C'mon, mamasita, little Missy's feeling a little shy," 
Luke spoke with a calmness that was utterly dismissive 
of even the slight possibility that Wendy might have 
considered disobeying him and tried to call for help, 
"She needs some encouragement from Mommy."

Wendy hesitated for a second, then let the garbage can 
close and, as if in a trance, walked toward Luke and 
headed up the stairs when he waved for her to do so. She 
flinched when he slapped her on the ass, "that's right, 
bitch, hop to it!" but didn't protest.

Upstairs, Missy was lying face-down on the bed, legs 
tied to the posts spread-eagled so extremely that she 
was practically doing a split, leaving her shaven pussy 
totally exposed to all who entered and resting almost at 
bottom edge of the mattress. Her arms were crossed over 
her head and tied to opposite side-posts at the top. Her 
mouth was gagged and her cheeks flushed deep pink with 
either humiliation or sexual arousal (in actuality, 
both).

"Climb on up there, Mommie-dearest, and try to relax 
her," Luke ordered, "she's gonna need to unclench if 
she's going to take all THIS." Luke walked up between 
her legs and plopped his massive cock down over her 
crotch and belly. Wendy marveled at the relative size of 
it, laying as it did on top of her, it reached right up 
past her belly button all the way up to the arch of the 
small girl's ribcage! And it was thicker than the girl's 
own arms!

Missy moaned as she felt the heat of the pulsating black 
monster throbbing on her belly. The heat was palpable on 
her hairless vulva and she felt herself getting moist 
just from the weight and warmth of it.

Wendy laid beside Missy and stroked her hair gently, 
"it's okay, Missy, you can do this. I know it's scary at 
first, but you're a big girl now, you can take this."

Missy's eyes were wide with panic and she tried to cry 
out, but the gag made it unintelligible. Wendy moved to 
reach for the gag, but caught herself and looked at Luke 
submissively, asking for permission nonverbally. Missy 
saw the unmistakable deference in her mother's manners 
and how natural it seemed. Luke nodded and Wendy pulled 
the gag down around Missy's neck.

"Mommy!" she cried, "It's too big! It's just so big, I 
can't!!"

"Oh, honey, dear," Wendy soothed her and stroked her 
hair some more, brushing aside a wet strand that had 
dropped across her daughter's pretty, flawless face, 
"you'll get used to it, trust me. It's going to hurt at 
first, but soon it will just feel good. He... he put it 
in me over and over again today and I could take more 
and more each time. I still can't take it all, but it 
doesn't hurt... as much. You're smaller, but you'll 
learn."

Missy did seem to be calming down a bit, staring into 
her mother's loving eyes as she reassured her.

"Though it will surely be bigger than another other 
cocks you might have had in there-"

"OTHER?" Missy exclaimed, "Mom, I've NEVER had ANY cocks 
in there!"

A look of surprise came over Wendy's face and she looked 
up at Luke. Luke's massive cock twitched at this, 
throbbing noticeably against the virgin's vulva and 
belly, sending thrills shooting from the girl's pussy 
through her body.

An evil grin spread across Luke's face and Wendy 
couldn't help but smile either. She stroked Luke's 
rapidly-stiffening (and still growing!) fuck-rod and 
lowered her head to whisper in her daughter's ear, her 
lips and tongue flicking across the girl's sensitive 
lobe, "Oh, you lucky, LUCKY girl..."

Wendy then kissed Missy's ear, making the girl writhe in 
confused arousal. She kissed her way down Missy's neck 
making her hairs stand on end and her little pink puffy 
nipples harden. Wendy sucked those, too, then began to 
suck Luke's cock to get it wet. As Luke backed up to 
prepare to stick it in, Wendy moved down with it, 
keeping the head in her mouth. 

Luke pulled her head off the tip and pushed it down into 
her daughter's crotch. Wendy should have resisted, 
should have refused to cross this line, but she was so 
lost in lust that she dove right in, eating out her own 
daughter and lubing her up for Luke's massive big black 
cock.

Missy lost all control and moaned and bucked as her own 
mother ate her out.

"OoHHhh, Mommy!" she sighed, "that's... oohhhh... that's 
naughty! ooohh.... please... please...."

Luke watched for as long as he could bear - this hot-as-
shit MILF going down on her pert teenage daughter with 
wild abandon, getting her ready for him to divirginize 
her in epic proportions. He couldn't take it any longer. 
He yanked Wendy out of her daughter's crotch, sending 
saliva and pussy juice flying. He shoved her down on the 
bed next to Missy and plunged in, roaring in the little 
girl's face like a lion in the wild.

Missy screamed out in shock, pain and ecstasy. She 
continued to grunt and scream and wail as Luke worked in 
and out of her, trying to fit a little bit more in with 
each push. Missy began to bit her lip and drew a little 
blood. 

Wendy saw this and quickly raised herself up and shoved 
one of her massive tits into her daughter's mouth, 
"here, Missy, suck and bite on this - it'll help with 
the pain!"

Missy took the large nipple and some of the tit into her 
mouth fully and sucked hungrily, looking into her 
mother's loving eyes for support and comfort. Each time 
Luke plunged into the girl, she involuntarily bit down 
into her mother's tit which caused Wendy to visibly 
wince and sigh with simultaneous pleasure and pain.

Luke starts kissing the mother while he drives himself 
into the daughter with increasing pace and force. Soon 
the girl is bucking and thrashing so much that Wendy has 
to climb on top of her and hold her down. Luke positions 
Wendy so that she's sitting on her daughter's face, 
Muffling her screams with her pussy. Wendy moans at the 
feeling of it and marvels at the sight of her daughter's 
belly bulging out with each deep, forceful thrust of 
Luke's majestic cock. She puts her hands on Missy's 
belly and feels Luke's massive prick plunging into her 
daughter's womb over and over again. She moans at the 
feeling and eagerly takes Luke's tongue into her mouth 
when he French-kisses her.

The three have now worked themselves into a symbiotic 
rhythm - his fucking, Missy's writhing and Wendy's 
bucking of her hips on her daughter's mewling and 
moaning mouth.

Finally the girl stiffens up and jerks several times, 
"Oh, Luke, I think she's cumming!" Wendy moans between 
kisses.

Luke pulls Wendy's head to his mouth firmly and begins 
really ramming his rock-hard rod into the daughter as 
hard and fast as he can and Missy goes over the edge - 
thrashing and screaming and CUMMING completely and 
uncontrollably. Luke screams in Wendy's mouth as his 
balls blow an epic load into the girl's tiny womb. Wendy 
swears she can FEEL the jets of jizz shooting into her 
daughter's belly and she cums, too, hard, grinding her 
pussy down on her daughter's screaming mouth.

The three of them buck and fuck and grind and scream, 
cumming together in a beautiful, perverse triad of pure 
orgasmic depravity.

After Wendy had exhausted herself on her daughter's 
face, she came too. She realized Luke's dick was still 
twitching inside Missy irregularly, the last couple 
copious loads of jizz pumping into her belly. Missy, 
herself, was now totally limp, having been completely 
exhausted by her ordeal. She could feel her breathing, 
though, the warm air from her nose blowing against her 
asshole.

Luke pulled Wendy's head back by her hair and looked in 
her eyes, "I gotta piss. You?"

Wendy nodded as best she could, with her head being held 
firmly by Luke's large, strong hand.

"Then piss," he ordered. Wendy didn't even think about 
what she was doing, she simply obeyed the command - as 
if Luke's eyes boring into her own completely sapped her 
of her willpower. She pissed and emptied the remainder 
of her bladder into her daughter's open mouth, the whole 
time keeping full eye contact with this masterful black 
man who had transformed her so completely into an 
obedient slut slave willing to do even the most deviant 
things to her own flesh and blood!

Missy jerked and struggled a bit, but then gave in and 
swallowed - defeatedly at first, but then thirstily by 
the time Wendy had finished. She moaned in desire when 
Luke pulled Wendy off of her face, now drenched with 
sweat, her mother's cum and piss.

"You still thirsty, cunt?" Luke inquired as he pulled 
out his cock and held it over her.

"Y-yes... please..." Missy managed to choke out.

"Hold her mouth open, bitch," Luke commanded and Wendy 
obeyed. She moved behind Missy, untied her hands and 
lifted her head into her lap. She held Missy's jaw down 
and spread her cheeks wide with her fingers. As Luke 
held his dick right over her gaping mouth and pissed 
right down her throat, Missy swallowed eagerly and 
locked eyes with her mother. She looked up between her 
mom's heavy boobs and right into her eyes, feeling the 
love and comfort of Wendy's motherly, approving gaze. 
Wendy watched with pride as her daughter guzzled a full 
bladder of nigger piss for her Mommy like a good girl.

When Missy couldn't drink any more, Luke threw Wendy and 
Missy into the shower and ordered them to clean each 
other while he watched. They obeyed and began to run the 
water and grabbed the soap. Feigning rage, he stomped 
over to them, slapped the soap out of their hands, 
turned off the water and tore the handle off.

"YOU STUPID FUCKIN' BITCHES!" He screamed at them, 
making them cower and shake in fear, "DID I *TELL* YOU 
TO USE SOAP AND WATER?!"

He threw the soap in the toilet and flushed it down.

"You dirty hoes ain't gonna be needing that no more," he 
growled, "you gonna clean each other with your 
motherfuckin' TONGUES from now on!"

He grabbed them by the hair and shoved their faces at 
each other and held them there until they started 
licking each other.

"Good, yeah, that's the shit right there, keep it up, 
bitches," he grinned as he let go and sit back on the 
toilet stroking his flaccid but hefty dick while he 
watched mother and daughter lick every inch of each 
other clean. He made sure they got *everywhere*, even 
each other's ears and toes and especially each other's 
cunts and assholes - inside AND out. By the time each of 
them was sparking clean, they'd both cum again.

The last thing to be cleaned was Missy's asshole. Wendy 
was currently doing a spick and span job of it, burying 
her entire tongue deep in her daughter's shithole, Missy 
spreading her cheeks as far as she could while pressed 
up against the shower wall and moaning and groaning from 
the feeling of her mom's tongue wriggling around in her 
insides.

Luke was fully erect and raging hard again by this 
point. He was taking long strokes up and down his 
towering cock and the site mesmerized Missy. Even with 
his huge hands, it would have taken three of his fists 
wrapped around the beast to reach the tip from the base. 
She moaned at the thought of it filling up her pussy 
again. She got wet involuntarily as she wondered if 
she'd ever be able to take the whole thing inside her.

Luke suddenly stood up, "okay, that's good, I think you 
got her ass nice and cleaned out," Luke complimented 
Wendy (after a full 15 minutes of anal tongue bathing), 
"stand up."

Wendy stood and Luke positioned her against the wall of 
the shower in front of Missy.

"Give her something to hang on to, this is going to be 
ROUGH," Luke warned the mother.

Missy looked up at her mother in fear and looked back as 
Luke stepped into the bathtub and positioned himself. 
Wendy smiled down at her and took Missy's hands, 
wrapping them around her waist.

"Oh!" Missy suddenly jumped, "that's the wrong hole!"

Luke smacked Missy's ass with a loud THWACK! that echoed 
loudly off the bathroom tile and made both girls jump. 
Missy jumped in pain and surprise and tears instantly 
welled up in her eyes. Wendy could see the large red 
handprint already appearing on her daughter's punished 
butt-cheek.

"BITCH!" Luke leaned forward and growled right in the 
girl's ear, "YOU don't tell ME which HOLE I FUCK!"

He punctuated the last word by shoving the head of his 
dick against her tight, virgin asshole. It was still a 
bit agape from her mother's extensive tonguing and wet 
and the tip of his throbbing hot cock started to spread 
it wider as it threatened to invade.

"DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!!" Luke bellowed.

"y-yes..." Missy meekly whispered.

"YES WHAT?!!" Luke demanded.

"Y... Yes..." Missy looked into his eyes submissively 
and whimpered, "Master?" 

Luke let his best "angry black man" scowl turn into a 
satisfied sneer and he turned to Wendy, "Now, ho," he 
declared, "BEG me to fuck your daughter's tight little 
shitter."

Wendy flushed with embarrassment and looked down at 
Missy who was looking at her with apprehension, tears 
now streaming down her cheeks. She looked so small and 
helpless, squished between Luke's broad, muscular chest 
and Wendy's large, pillowy tits. Wendy smiled at her, 
then looked back at Luke.

"Please, black Master, " she began as she reached around 
her daughter and grabbed a firm hold of each of her 
small, round, perky butt-cheeks, "FUCK the SHIT out of 
my daughter's tight, white little asshole!" She roughly 
pulled Missy's ass-cheeks apart so hard it made Missy 
yelp and pulled her even further into her tits.

"MMM, yeah" Luke voiced approvingly, "THAT's the kind of 
family bondin' I like to see."

Luke grabbed Missy's hair and pushed it up to Wendy who 
lowered her head and passionately French-kissed her 
daughter while Luke began to slowly, inexorably slide 
his fat, veiny rock-hard cock into the trapped girl's 
petite butt. It was an amazing sight to see - something 
so incredibly huge pushing itself into something so 
small.

Missy exhaled a deep groan into her mother's mouth - it 
was literally being forced out of her as her body tried 
to make room for Luke's massive cock. She felt the head 
pop past her sphincter and all the images from her 
college prep bio classes came to her head (she intended 
to go pre-med). She pictured her anus and the head 
slipping through it, then felt the head filling her anal 
canal like nothing she'd felt before and, while it was a 
bit painful, sent an electric thrill through her. 

When she felt the tip pushing deeper past her anal canal 
and into her rectum, her eyes popped open in panic and 
she wrapped her arms more tightly around her mother's 
waist. She groaned as Luke continued to forcefully slide 
his length into her, filling her like no other feeling 
before and expanding her rectum more than the largest 
shit she'd ever taken had ever done.

Missy moaned and groaned gutturally around her mother's 
probing tongue as she felt the irresistible urge to take 
a huge dump. Her butt involuntarily squeezed around the 
massive black cock trying to push it out, but it was 
headed in the opposite direction and was absolutely 
unstoppable. Luke moaned in appreciation of the 
squeezing on his throbbing dick, though, and pushed in 
another inch to show his gratitude.

Missy was now shaking and weak-kneed from the 
overwhelming experience, but she was securely held in 
place between her mother and their captor - both by her 
mother's arms around her and on her ass and his chest 
pushing her against her mother's breasts.

Suddenly she felt pressure deeper inside her like she 
hadn't felt previously - a dull pain - and she realized 
he must have reached all the way to the end of her 
rectum and was now pressing the fat head of his invasive 
prick right up against her sigmoid colon! He was as deep 
inside her ass as anything could possibly be!

"Mmm, not bad, little bitch," Luke looked down to admire 
how far she'd taken him already, "that's more than half 
already - more than your puny little pussy was able to 
take!"

Missy's heart raced! Was this huge black man's cock 
really farther up her ass than it had been in her 
pussy?! She'd never even considered anal sex before - 
was it possible her butthole was better for deep 
penetration that the hole God intended?! Something about 
that seemed... just so wrong!

Then her heart skipped a beat. Did he say "so far"?! 
Over half?! Meaning there was more to go?! Then the 
squealed as she felt him push again, this time grabbing 
her by her tiny hips with his firm, strong hands. She 
felt his grip tighten on her and his sinewy arm muscles 
flexed and coiled like wrestling snakes as he 
simultaneously pulled on her hips and pushed with his 
powerful, muscular thighs and butt muscles. He grunted 
with the effort and she felt her conscious mind drift 
away to somewhere safe when she felt yet more of him 
slide into her, unbelievably, impossibly. 

She had lost any awareness of her surroundings now - she 
lived only in her ass, in her bowels, wrapped around his 
monstrous fat cock. She felt its heat, felt it throbbing 
inside her, stretching her muscles and rubbing and 
stimulating the millions of sensitive nerve endings in 
her anus and rectum. And somehow she could feel it - his 
massive cock was pressing into her colon now - 
undeterred by anatomy. By force of will (and rock-hard 
prick and powerful muscles), he was rearranging her 
digestive system. 

Her colon was being straightened out to accommodate the 
broad head and next few inches of Luke's unrelenting, 
merciless ebony baseball bat of a phallus! She'd read 
how this was possible and now it was happening to her, 
right here, in her mother's arms, while her mother held 
her open for the black sodomist - spreading her ass-
cheeks to make sure he could get as deep as possible!

"UNGH, DAMN!" Luke roared as Missy felt his pelvis push 
up against her ass - his kinky pubic hairs scratching 
her asshole... his heavy black balls resting against her 
shaky white thighs... was he really... did he 
REALLY...?!

"What-" Wendy broke the kiss in surprise, "what's 
wrong?"

"FUCK!" Luke exhaled, "this fuckin' little butt slut o' 
yours just took me in the shitter to the motherfuckin' 
ROOT, bitch!" His mammoth, thick prick palpitated inside 
her and she felt it all along her excretory system, from 
her obscenely stretched-out sphincter all the way into 
her colon. She involuntarily squeezed back and he 
groaned again.

"Oh my GOD!" Wendy looked down over Missy's shoulder and 
saw it was, indeed, true. She looked into the glazed 
eyes of her petite blonde teen daughter, "Missy, you are 
amazing! He NEVER got that far inside me!" There was a 
definite tone of jealously in Wendy's voice.

Luke grunted and shook, still buried to the root and his 
face screwed up in a face that Wendy knew all too well. 
He was going to cum just from bottoming-out in her 
daughter! Wendy kissed Missy even more passionately, 
shoving her tongue down the girl's throat.

Missy felt the intrusion in her mouth, but was only 
barely aware of it. She was thoroughly preoccupied by 
the swelling fat cock buried to the balls inside her. It 
pulsated and jerked in time with Luke's grunts and 
groans and then she felt a spasm shoot along the full 14 
inches buried inside her and shoot out the end - firing 
a hot spurt of man-jizz directly into her colon! 

She moaned at the warmth and violation of it. She was 
trapped and completely helpless, squashed between them, 
held in place by two sets of hands and impaled on an 
immovable 14-inch cannon firing salvo after salvo of hot 
cock-lava into her bowels. 

Luke jerked and twitched and grunted and growled as he 
blew his biggest load of the day (and that's saying 
something!) directly into Missy's digestive system, 
flooding it and backing up into her large colon proper. 
This knowledge of just how deep he was cumming inside of 
her put her over the edge and she came like an animal - 
completely and totally uncontrolled and without 
inhibition or self-consciousness. And without anything 
even touching her pussy or clit. It was the deepest, 
fullest and most powerful orgasm she had ever had and it 
was completely due to the humongous black COCK drowning 
her bowels in scalding-hot nigger spunk!

"FUCKKKK!!!" Luke roared so load the mirrors and windows 
rattled.



Chapter 3: BUTCH, THE SON


Half an hour later, Wendy's sixteen-year-old son, Butch, 
came home from his football practice. Not surprisingly, 
he was not quite as enthused as Wendy and Missy when he 
came upon the lewd trio in the bathroom as he went to 
take his shower. In a feat that seemed to violate the 
laws of space and time, the huge black man was plowing 
his giant-sized black cock balls-deep into his little 
sister's petite, lily-white ass while his mother ate her 
out!

Instinctively the fit (though much smaller) white teen 
attacked Luke, which was a huge mistake. Luke was 6'6" 
and 240 pounds of rippling muscles. Butch dove at Luke 
head-first like in a football tackle as Luke popped out 
of Missy's ass and caught the much smaller, 160 lb white 
teen in his bulging, muscular, black python-like arms.

He easily trapped the 5'10" Butch by the head and shoved 
his shitty cock down the stunned teen's throat, forcing 
him to taste his sister's ass on the black rapist's dick 
as he was ruthlessly mouth-raped. Butch was off balance 
and to his knees while Luke cock-pounded his mouth, 
making the boy gag and retch as it poked at the opening 
to his throat.

Once the shock of what had happened wore off, Butch 
tried to push away, but Luke held his head even tighter 
and roared as he squeezed with his arms while thrusting 
forward with his powerful thigh, butt and back muscles - 
popping his fat cockhead past Butch's epiglottis and 
into the struggling boy's throat!

Butch panicked, flailing and screaming around the cock. 
His hands formed fists and beat on Luke's heavily 
muscled arms and abs and chest, but to no avail. His 
blows were no more effective on the giant of a negro 
than those of a 2-year old having a tantrum.

Luke continued to have his way with Butch's mouth and 
plunged to the depths of the boy's esophagus. He picked 
up his pace and intensity until he was face-fucking the 
helpless whiteboy's mouth with the same tempo and 
roughness with which he had been fucking Missy's ass. It 
was as if he never missed a beat, pulling out from her 
ass and into Butch's throat.

Luke showed no mercy and no conscience as he pounded his 
full meat into the now weakly struggling teen's throat, 
and he came with the force of a man who hadn't had a 
woman in years. Missy and Wendy were awestruck at the 
sight of Luke so completely dominating their son/brother 
in this way. It had been so easy, so natural for Luke! 
The white teen never stood a chance!

Luke roared with bone-quaking volume as he plunged his 
cock in as far as he could get it - roughly half-way now 
- and dumped the boiling, aching load meant for Missy's 
bowels into her brother's belly. Luke's whole body 
flexed with each powerful contraction, the jizz shooting 
from his enraged cock with such force as to make Butch 
jerk reflexively with each powerful salvo splattering 
against his esophageal walls. Missy and Wendy saw this 
and moaned in arousal at the thought of what was going 
on in their beloved teen's throat.

After Luke pumped the last of his furious spunk down the 
now-limp teen's engorged oral orifice, the black stud 
yanked his leaking anaconda out of the boy's throat and 
left him coughing up cum, spitting ass-juice and gasping 
for air on the bathroom floor. 

Luke then commanded Wendy and Missy to tie the dazed and 
bruised teen to the toilet by the neck, using Wendy's 
dog collar and leash. They also tied Butch's hands 
behind his back with the belt from a robe. Then they 
obediently sat in the tub, hands behind their backs and 
heads bowed while Luke face-fucked Butch like he had 
done to Wendy and Missy already - forcing the teen to 
again deep throat his massive tool, though this time 
Luke intended to give the unfortunate whiteboy the WHOLE 
package.

Once Luke was in to the root, a feat which took the teen 
nearly 20 minutes of straining and gagging, Luke 
relieved his bloated bladder down the whiteboy's throat, 
making him flail and buck in panic and revulsion. But 
there was no escape; he was like a fish on a line, 
hooked for good by Luke's massive cock anchored in his 
gullet. Wendy and Missy didn't understand what was 
happening until Luke exhaled in relief, saying, "ahhh, I 
been holdin' back all fucking day..." 

This made the girls and the woman both body-blush deeply 
- not in shame or embarrassment, but in arousal. They 
began to fondle each other and finger each other’s cunts 
and assholes, watching the obscene act before them. As 
Luke drained his full, bloated bladder of hot, rancid 
piss directly into the helpless boy's belly, Wendy and 
Missy came hard on each other’s fingers, kissing 
passionately and collapsing in a heap in the bathtub.

Butch's grasp on consciousness faded as he suffocated 
around the pissing cock and he blacked out, going limp. 
Luke noticed this and swore, "fuckin' pansy-ass faggot 
couldn't take the whole bladderful," he sighed, 
aggravated and still with a sizeable amount of piss 
bloating his extra-large bladder. He pulled out of 
Butch's abused mouth, slack-jawed and sore from 
accommodating the python-like tool. 

Luke glanced over at Wendy and Missy, spent and laying 
on top of each other in their post-orgasmic glow. 
Angrily, he grabbed them each by the hair, pulled them 
up to their knees and dragged them out of the tub 
depositing them on the floor.

"Pick up this worthless wimp and drag him to the bed," 
he ordered them, "time we taught this whiteboy faggot a 
REAL lesson!"

Missy and Wendy obediently lifted Butch - each taking an 
arm around their shoulders and dragged him to the bed. 
With some effort, they dumped him on the bed, face-down. 

"M-master Luke?" Missy asked in a very girly high-pitch 
voice that turned Luke on, "are... are you going to... 
fuck him in the ASS?" Her eyes widened at the thought, 
the perverse thrill of the thought evident in the 
quavering in her voice.

"Damn fuckin' STRAIGHT!" Luke grinned widely and 
chuckled as he saw the huge kinky smiles cross mother 
and daughter's face.

Missy was caressing the unconscious boy's tight, bulbous 
ass, "I don't know, I think his ass might be too tight 
for your big old dick, Master Luke," she fretted, "All 
the girls at school are always talking about Butch's 
cute buns! If only they could see this!" Missy and Wendy 
were now both massaging Butch's ass cheeks, spreading 
them now, looking down to spy his pink, puckered hole 
trying to hide deep inside.

"Maybe they WILL get to watch someday," Luke said, 
"we'll have to invite your friends over. But this time 
is just for the family. Now, flip this bitch over."

"What?" Wendy looked confused, "I thought-"

"BITCH, did I TELL you to think?!!" Luke made a motion 
as if he was going to backhand her, but she cowered and 
apologized profusely as she and Missy flipped Butch onto 
his back.

Luke handed them rope for them to tie his hands to the 
upper posts and Luke took the other ropes.

When they were finished, they saw what Luke had done. 
Instead of tying Butch's legs to the lower posts spread-
eagled, he had tied the teen's shins to his thighs, 
forcing them to remain bent at the knee such that his 
heels were touching his ass. Then he'd tied the loose 
ends of a rope that Luke had tied around the boy's 
thighs so that they wrapped around his ribcage and tied 
behind his back. This left Butch exposed in an obscene 
pose were his knees were stuck up at the sides of his 
chest, sticking his ass up off the bed a bit and leaving 
his shy puckerhole completely exposed and utterly 
defenseless.

Wendy and Missy marveled at the skill of the hogtying 
Luke had pulled off. Clearly he had done this many times 
before.

Luke ordered Wendy to get cold water from the toilet and 
splash it on Butch's face to wake him up. She did so 
obediently and Butch sputtered back to consciousness, 
looking around confused and trying to make sense of his 
predicament. Quickly he realized the severity of the 
situation and his eyes bugged out.

"Wait- what the-" his voice was still hoarse from the 
deep-throat fucking and pissing Luke had forced on him, 
"stop-"

"Shhh..." Missy calmed him as Luke pulled Wendy from the 
bed to prepare his cock. Missy stroked his hair and 
whispered in her brother's ear, "It's going to hurt at 
first, but you'll get used to it. You can take it."

Butch he watched his mother blowing Luke's massive black 
tool with gusto. He didn't like the way she was leering 
lustily at Butch while she was blowing Luke... no, not 
at Butch, but as his asshole! She was getting HOT from 
the idea that the big black dick she was getting hard 
was going to be violating her own son's ass! Butch felt 
a part of him die as he realized his mom was 
masturbating while she tried valiantly to deep-throat 
Luke's monster member. 

Missy continued what was intended to be her soothing 
reassurance (but which was actually freaking Butch the 
fuck out!) "He's already rearranged MY bowels today, 
you're going to love it - it's like nothing you've ever 
felt!"

Butch looked into his sister's eyes expecting to still 
find the loving, innocent girl he knew. Instead he saw 
the eyes of a sex-crazed, brainwashed total perverted 
cockwhore. She was lost.

Missy looked down to see her mom trying her best to 
shove every last inch of Luke's stiffening dick into her 
gullet and saw Luke point to the girl and gesture. 
Quickly, she knew what Luke intended and she turned to 
Butch and smiled a smile that made his stomach churn.

Slowly, Missy slid down Butch until she was between his 
legs. He watched her incredulously. She knelt below him 
and stuck her tongue out and flicked it at him. His eyes 
widened when he realized what she meant to do.

"M-missy... no, don't-" was all he managed to mutter as 
his sister lowered her head and proceeded to drive her 
slick, pointy tongue into his asshole.

"Ungh!" he grunted as he felt the bizarre invasion. It 
felt weird, but not painful. He resisted the sensations 
that shot through him and focused on just how fucking 
WRONG this whole thing was.

"Oh, God, no..." he moaned.

Missy ignored his pleas and really went to town on his 
asshole as best she could - really getting in there, 
spreading his cheeks with both hands and shoving her 
tongue deep inside. She jerked her whole head back and 
forth really fucking his tight hole with the full length 
of her tongue. 

"MMmMm, Mommy, his asshole is SO good!" she slurped and 
groaned between thrusts.

But Wendy couldn't answer, she was now getting 
facefucked HARD, holding on tight to Luke's powerful 
thigh and riding out the throat-raping, barely holding 
onto consciousness, doing her part to get Luke ready for 
her son's ass.

Luke turned angrily to Butch. 

"You stupid fucking FAGGOT! How DARE you come up in here 
and COCK-BLOCK me while I'm BUTT-fuckin' your little 
sister?!" Luke emphasized his words with extra-hard and 
deep thrusts down Wendy's throat that made her choke and 
gage.

Luke appeared genuinely enraged, "You NEVER, EVER 
interrupt a black man's 'flow', whiteboy! He was pumpin' 
up a nice, big load for your sister's ass, been workin' 
on it for half an hour, takin' my time to make sure it 
was a real good one, you know? And here this little 
self-righteous pussy-boy had to come along and WRECK 
it." 

He shoved Wendy's head down all the way on his cock to 
the base and held her there with his sinewy, muscular 
arms for several seconds while he locked Butch's eyes 
with his, burning his hatred into the boy's intimidated 
skull. Luke pulled Wendy up and let her start to take a 
sharp, short, desperate breath before resuming her face-
fucking in earnest.

"Now," Luke continued, "My only real option left is to 
take out my blue-balls frustration on YOU and finish the 
job on YOUR tight little pansy white ass." Luke sneered 
as he looked at Butch's ass in a way that made Butch's 
hole tighten involuntarily around Missy's probing 
tongue, "Damn, it even LOOKS like a girl's ass," Luke 
appraised it as he got even harder and pumped Butch's 
mother's mouth extra roughly for several thrusts, nearly 
knocking her off balance and forcing her to grab onto 
him for dear life.

Finally Luke had enough and pulled out of Wendy's mouth 
with a sudden jerk and she fell to the floor, exhausted. 
He grabbed Missy by the hair and yanked her out of 
Butch's now well-lubed anus.

"OH GOD, YEAH!" Missy rasped, "FUCK him, Master! FUCK 
him NOW!"

"N-no, wait, PLEASE!" Butch began to whimper.

Luke ignored him and simply placed his fat head against 
the helpless boy's dripping sphincter. Missy held it 
open and stayed knelt beside Luke to get the best view 
possible.

"DO IT!" Missy hissed with evil, perverse glee, "PLOW 
his tight white little ass with that BIG FUCKING BLACK 
COCK!!"

"No-NO!" Butch screamed as Luke applied just the tiniest 
pressure to his vulnerable asshole.

"Jesus fucking Christ, somebody better shut this faggot 
up before I lose my fucking good will here!" Luke 
growled.

Wendy came over and grabbed Missy by the waist. She 
maneuvered her daughter so that she sat down on Butch's 
face. He gasped in horror as he saw Missy's shitty, cum-
dripping asshole lower onto his mouth, but he couldn't 
move or turn away. Missy sneered as she applied her full 
weight onto his face, sealing his mouth to her asshole 
and effectively muffling him.

"Like that, Master?" Wendy smiled. Luke sneered in 
approval and resumed pushing his cockhead through 
Butch's slowly dilating anal ring.

This caused Butch to scream again which made Missy 
inadvertently fart in his mouth since she was squatting.

"OOps!" Missy yelped with genuine surprise and 
embarrassment, "I think I just farted in his mouth!"

Butch's eyes bugged out as he felt the expulsion in his 
mouth and tasted the ass explosion. But what really 
caught him by surprise and cut his scream short was the 
dollop of thick, steaming jizz that shot out of Missy's 
asshole when she farted and deposited itself right on 
his tongue. It was the most DISGUSTING thing he'd ever 
experienced. It was like ten massive, thick snots oozing 
their way to the back of his throat and it took 
everything he had not to barf right then and there.

Wendy's eyes widened as she saw Butch gagging and dry-
heaving from the wet fart and her pussy got wet with an 
evil idea, "GOOD! Every time he opens his mouth to 
complain, you fill it with a wet, nasty fart!"

"Oh, yeah!" Missy's face lit up, "awesome!"

Luke simply shook his head, "you bitches are too fuckin' 
much!" he chuckled and pushed again, this time popping 
the bulbous head of his rock-hard cock past the boy's 
tight sphincter and into his anus.

Butch, again, could not hold back a scream of agony - 
both physical and mental. And again it was cut short by 
Missy blasting a hot fart into his disobedient mouth - 
accompanied again by a large deposit of ass-baked black 
man's jizz. This load was larger than the last as she 
purposely forced it out with her ass muscles.

Now the thick gob of recycled, brown-stained cum sludge 
was beginning to build up in the back of Butch's mouth 
and he did his best to keep his throat closed and 
breathe through his nose lest he choke on it or 
accidentally swallow any.

"More, MORE!" Missy hissed as she watched Luke's thick 
prick sliding slowly into Butch from her perfect vantage 
point, "give it ALL to him!"

Luke slowly, diligently worked inch after inch into 
Butch's ever-expanding poop chute. Missy cursed like a 
sailor, cheering each new inch and calling Butch a wimp 
sissy faggot taking all that beautiful black cock in his 
slut ass like that. And each time Butch opened his mouth 
to grunt, scream, protest or squeal, she punished him 
with another foul, forceful fart and healthy dropping of 
ass-spunk.

Wendy was awestruck, running her hands along Luke's 
incredible body, watching it all go in, saying how big 
and strong he is and how much of it is getting in there. 

Missy looked down and squealed in delight, "Look! 
Butchie's little dickie is getting all hard!"

Wendy looked at it and the girls both laughed at it, 
their high-pitched giggles robbing Butch of yet more of 
his manhood - a precious resource that was rapidly 
dwindling with each new inch of Luke's fat cock that 
disappeared into his bowels.

"Oh my god," Missy gasped in a conspiratorial tone, "he 
must really be a FAGGOT! He must be loving this!"

"Mmm, yes, I guess so!" Wendy nodded in agreement as she 
rubbed her hands over Luke's perfect, Adonis-like 
chiseled physique.

"Is that is, Butchie?" Missy leaned back and looked back 
between her ass cheeks at Butch's face, seeing the fear 
and humiliation in his eyes, "are you just a little 
faggot for black dick? You MUST be, your teenie-weenie 
is so hard and Luke's only about halfway into your punk 
ass!"

Butch tried to protest, but he just fell into Missy's 
trap as she yelled "SHUT THE FUCK UP, FAGGOT!" and 
farted another HUGE glob of thick, sticky, boiling and 
well-churned spooge into his foolish mouth.

"And no stop being such a baby and swallow that shit 
already!" Missy reached back and squeezed his nose shut 
tight. Butch immediately began to panic - he bucked and 
writhed and screamed into her ass, but this just gave 
her the opportunity to excrete even MORE of the viscous 
sludge from her gaping asshole into his rapidly-filling 
mouth. Her high pitched cackle chilled Butch to the bone 
- this little bitch was EVIL!

Luke kept forcing himself further and further into Butch 
while Wendy kept a running commentary on how manly he 
was and how big his dick was and how impressive the 
sight was. And Butch could only hold his breath as long 
as he could while he remained in a locked gaze with his 
little sister's sinister demeanor.

But he could only hold out so long and, with a sickening 
sense of defeat and abject humiliation, he surrendered 
and gulped involuntarily swallowing a huge load of the 
sickly thick and oozy ball-batter. Missy groaned in 
arousal as she saw and felt him swallow - and swallow 
again. And again. She flushed and began to rub her pussy 
with her free hand, releasing a string of nasty insults 
and curses at her poor big brother as he chugged down 
Luke's stale load from her oozing anus.

"FUCK YEAH!" she hissed, "SWALLOW it ALL, FAGGOT! Get 
USED to the taste cuz you're going to be getting a lot 
MORE where THAT came from, you FUCKING CUM DUMPSTER!" 
She frigged herself like mad while Wendy and Luke smiled 
at each other in surprised appreciation.

"You BETTER fucking swallow EVERY-" she punctuated this 
with another squirt of warmed-over jizz from her asshole 
"-DROP-" *squirt* "-FAGGOT!" *squelch* "Yeah - swallow 
it down into your BELLY, fag-boy, and soon you're going 
to get ANOTHER FRESH load right up in your OTHER end! 
You WANT that, don't you, BITCH?!!"

Butch merely groaned at the thought and got another 
great gob of steaming butt-spunk for the trouble.

"FFFUUUUCCCKKKK!!" Luke hissed and Missy turned back to 
see what was going on.

"Oh my GOD" Wendy exhaled in astonishment, "It's ALL the 
way in!"

"OHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCK!" this put Missy over the edge and 
she came hard on all four of her fingers now frigging 
her dripping cunt madly. Luke ground his fully-imbedded, 
rock hard cock into the boy's fully-stretched bowels and 
flexed his cock in a way that made it swell and jerk 
inside the helpless boy.

Butch cried out in surprise and abasement, which was 
terrible timing because Missy was cumming so hard that 
she shat the rest of Luke's epic load (from her 
devirginizing ass-rape earlier that day) with explosive 
force into Butch's open throat. It spewed from her 
quivering butthole like a fire-hydrant, flooding his 
mouth with thick, ropey strands that he had no choice 
but to gulp and guzzle down as she rode his face to her 
bone-rattling orgasm.

Wendy was now standing next to Luke, fingering her own 
pussy and kissing his ear passionately. She breathed a 
plaintive request into his ear, "please, Master, please 
fuck this little faggot like a girl... please make him 
your sissy bitch and take his boy-pussy like a REAL 
MAN!"

That was all the encouragement Luke needed, because he 
immediately pulled almost all the way out and then 
HAMMERED the FULL length of his prodigious, punishing 
iron sex-rod back into the boy's upturned asshole, 
Luke's heavy balls slamming against Butch's ass with a 
loud *THWACK*!

Butch screamed at this and Missy's eyes shot open, 
coming to after her powerful orgasm.

"HOLY FUCK!" she exclaimed, "FUCK YEAH! FUCK THAT ASS! 
REAM OUT THAT BITCH!"

Luke proceeded to pound Butch's ass like it was a 
stubborn nail in a wall. His incredible cock was nothing 
but a blur as he used every powerful, magnificent muscle 
in his rippling body to plunge the full length of his 
man-hammer into the poor boy's bowels over and over and 
OVER again. Luke was grunting and snorting like a 
stallion at full throttle, each mighty buck, shove and 
hump driving his full endowment into the deepest 
recesses of the completely prostrate and powerless 
teenage cock-pocket.

Butch made no attempt to keep his mouth shut now and he 
wailed like a wounded dog into Missy's sticky asshole. 
He couldn't hold it back, the sheer intensity of the 
experienced was forcing it out of him. He had no measure 
of control over his pitiful, wracked, ravaged body.

Wendy leaned forward and kissed Luke deeply as she 
fingered himself and he continued to punish her son's 
asshole like a hardened criminal. Missy had no intention 
of being left out and joined them turning it into a 
three-way tongue-twisting make-out session of primal 
passion and total abandon.

This tempo continued unabated for what felt like an 
eternity to Butch, but was really only about 5 minutes. 
Luke's jackhammer was like an unstoppable freight train 
crashing over and over again into his depths. The huge 
black man ruthlessly and mercilessly pounded his 
ravished rear with brutal intensity and ferocious 
savagery until, at last, he begins to moan and groan.

Missy and Wendy pull back to watch the show, knowing 
what's coming.

"FUCK YEAH," Missy spits, "FUCKIN' SHOOT YOUR LOAD ALL 
THE WAY UP IN THAT FAGGOT'S SISSY GUTS!!" She's now 
fingering herself again and building up for yet another 
powerful climax.

"RRRAAAAAAARRRGGGHHHH!!" Luke's deep bass roar thundered 
from his powerful chest and shook the bones of everyone 
in the room. His first boiling batch of black baby-
batter erupted from his throbbing beast-cock and blasted 
into Butch's defiled and abused guts with such force it 
caused Butch to inhale sharply (only to get a lungful of 
nasty gas from Missy's leaky hole). 

The pulsations and spasms of Luke's massive loads as 
they coursed down the considerable length of his mighty 
schlong were so powerful that they beat on Butch's badly 
swollen prostate like a drum. Butch couldn't help it - 
his body was doing only what it was made to do - 
reacting to overwhelming stimuli in the only way it knew 
how.

Missy was watching this with transfixed wonderment and 
saw the very moment when Butch's relatively meager but 
rock-hard member jerked and ejaculated its own thick 
rope of spunk all over the boy's washboard abs. It 
wasn't a small load, but pathetic when compared to the 
torrential flood of REAL man's potent seed being pumped 
into Butch's belly at that very same moment.

Missy lost all control of both her own arousal and her 
bowels - she came harder than ever before, 
simultaneously squeezing out a massive load of shit into 
her brother's open and unsuspecting mouth! It had been 
packed hard by the multiple rough and deep assfuckings 
Luke had given her earlier, so it was dense and heavy 
and THICK. Nonetheless, it shot out of her ass with ease 
as she came and came and came.

"OHFUCK I'm FUCKING SHITTING IN HIS MOUTH!!" Missy 
screamed as she bucked and ground her hips down on 
Butch's trapped, crap-packed face.

Luke, for his part, continued blowing his legendary load 
into Butch's guts. But Wendy had to go back and see if 
what Missy was saying was true.

Sure enough, when Wendy looked back behind her daughter, 
she immediately smelled the extremely foul odor of shit 
as it crammed into her son's mouth, some of it oozing 
out around her distended asshole and between his lips. 
His eyes were wide and rolled back in his head, he was 
completely lost to the world, overwhelmed with so many 
sensations at once he had transcended from the state of 
being a sentient, cognate human to that of a used, 
degraded and thoroughly-debased animal.

Missy watched as Butch's puny pecker bobbed and flapped 
with each powerful thrust and jerk of Luke's spasming, 
exploding dick inside him. Despite her feeding him her 
shitty load, his little dick continued to spew its own 
barrage of fucksauce, wimpy and impotent as it was 
compared to Luke's potent, virile spunk.

"OH JESUS FUCK, GODDAMN MOTHERFUCK- UNGH!" Wendy came 
hard as she nearly fisted herself watching all of this.

Missy, Wendy and Butch all rode their simultaneous 
climaxes out to the point of exhaustion. Only when the 
screaming and moaning and profuse profanity subsided did 
they come back to conscious thought. Missy was still 
sitting on Butch's face, his chin and neck now drenched 
in her cum. Wendy lay on the bed next to them, 
completely spent. Butch lay there entirely motionless, 
his flaccid pee-wee now dribbling a few last feeble 
drops of boy-jizz.

Luke was still buried to the hilt inside Butch and still 
hard as a rock.

"Oh my god, that was-" Missy started.

"UNGH!" Luke interrupted her as he consciously flexed 
his muscular ass cheeks and squeezed off one more spurt 
into Butch's already overfilled bowels, making the boy 
groan in reflexive response.

"Holy SHIT, are you STILL-" Missy began in disbelief.

"UNGH!" Luke grunted again, ejaculating once more.

Butch moaned longer this time in response.

"FUCK!" Missy exclaimed in reverence, "you're some kind 
of sex GOD!"

Luke looked up at the transfixed girl, locked his eyes 
with hers and grunted one last time as he, by force of 
will and extreme discipline of body, expelled the last 
spurt from his balls into her brother's fully-saturated 
colon. Butch whimpered in reply and Missy moaned in 
appreciation.

Missy kissed Luke deeply and passionately, forcing out 
the end of her long and immense turd and leaving it 
crammed on top of the rest of the shit densely packed 
into Butch's mouth. She lifted herself off of Butch as 
Luke finally, mercifully pulled his softening mega-cock 
from the boy's anal depths.

Missy admired her work - Butch's mouth was truly packed 
full to the brim and his cheeks bulged obscenely with 
her crap. She smiled in self-satisfaction at her "magnum 
opus".

Wendy smelled the stench and looked over, still half in 
a fuck-bliss dream state. When she saw Butch's full, 
gaping mouth with just the tip of the shit-berg sticking 
out from the top, she swore involuntarily, "holy shit!"

Missy and Wendy looked at each other and cracked up at 
the literally appropriate exclamation, falling to the 
bed and clutching their bellies as they laughed and 
rolled around, convulsing, tears running down their 
cheeks.

Butch was utterly humiliated, but barely aware of his 
situation.

"Damn, that stinks!" Luke disappeared for several 
minutes as Wendy and Missy laughed their asses off at 
Butch's predicament.

Unfortunately for Butch he came around more and more 
each minute and became acutely aware of every sensation 
- the incredibly foul taste of shit packing his mouth, 
his gaping asshole dripping a puddle of thick spooge on 
the bed and... was that cum drying on his belly? But 
Luke came *inside* him didn't he? How did... Suddenly, 
with horror, Butch realized his own prick was sticky 
with dried cum and that the dried jizz on his belly must 
have been... HIS!

Could it really be? Did he really actually fucking CUM 
while being ass-raped by some black monster and eating 
shit and stale nut-batter from his sister's asshole?! 
What the fuck had happened to him?!

He looked around and realized he was tied up securely, 
there was no escaping the situation. But at least he 
could try to spit out the foul mess in his mouth. He 
tried to push it out with his tongue, but only managed 
to bury his tongue into it, sending new nauseating waves 
of incredibly disgusting taste sensations coursing 
through his brain. He gagged and tried to squeeze the 
shit out with his cheeks and was making some kind of 
progress when Luke suddenly appeared and slapped a piece 
of packing tape across the startled boy's mouth, 
securing Missy's full load in there for good!

"Oo, good idea!" Missy chirped.

"THAT oughtta keep the stench contained," Luke's 
nostrils flared in disgust, "until the bitch eats it 
all."

Butch groaned and bucked, but Luke handed Missy and 
Wendy the packing tape and they eagerly finished the 
job, wrapping a few more layers around his head to 
secure it.

"THERE!" Missy exclaimed with pride, "that dump is going 
nowhere but DOWN!" she patted Butch on his sexy 
washboard abs, "right into that hungry little belly of 
yours, toilet-boy!"

Butch groaned, surrendering. There was nothing he could 
do. But at least his ordeal was over now.

Or so he thought.

Luke produced the dog collar and leash that he'd used on 
Wendy and told her to put it on Butch. She obeyed and 
Luke 
untied Butch's legs and then his arms. Butch would have 
tried to escape but his muscles were so sore and spent 
that he could barely move them, much less make a break 
for it. Luke then tied Butch's arms behind his back 
securely so that his wrists were tied to the opposite 
elbows making it impossible to get his hands free and 
making him arch his back unnaturally.

Luke then handed Missy a giant black butt-plug and 
harness and showed her how to use it.

Missy understood and sucked up as much of Luke's cum 
that had oozed out of Butch's gaping asshole and spat it 
back in before sealing it shut with the massive plug. 
She secured it with the harness and explained to Butch, 
"let's make sure all those potent black spermies each 
get their chance to knock you up, pussy-boy!" She 
giggled as she snapped the padlock shut that secured the 
harness and handed the key back to Luke.

Luke yanked on the leash and dragged the used and abused 
teen to the bathroom. Butch wobbled after the black 
goliath on wobbly legs and dropped to the floor, 
kneeling over the toilet when Luke pushed him down. Luke 
then tied the other end of the leash securely around the 
toilet and locked it in place with yet another padlock.

"There, now he's a real toilet," Luke grinned placing 
his fists on his hips and towering over the thoroughly 
defeated boy in a triumphant stance.

"Oh, that is SO fucking RAD," Missy squealed, "a real 
human toilet!"

"Alright, bitches, back in the bathtub," he roughly 
grabbed each by the arm and hoisted them into the tub, 
"you fuckin' whores kneel here and watch him until he 
swallows that whole fuckin' load. I'm fuckin' starving, 
so I'm gonna go downstairs and have a snack while bitch-
boy here enjoys his meal."

Missy and Wendy knelt obediently, staring up at their 
black Master with utter submission and nodded their 
acquiescence.

"And no fucking touching yourselves or each other - save 
that shit for later, GOT IT?!" Luke bellowed for effect.

Missy and Wendy flinched at the volume of the command 
and nodded again.

"Yes, Master," they conceded in unison.

"Good, good bitches," Luke smiled and turned to Butch. 
He gave him one, tremendous SPANK on the ass that made 
Butch cry out through the shit in his mouth and jump 
nearly off his feet.

"And YOU, bitch number three - your better be finished 
with that fucking turd by the time I come back up here 
or I'm gonna give you an even bigger fuckin' shit log 
from my OWN ass to chew on, GOT IT?!" he again thwacked 
Butch with violence force, this time on the other cheek.

Butch cried and nodded in fear and hopelessness. As Luke 
left, satisfied in his slaves' submission, Butch felt 
two large hand-sized welts forming on his butt-cheeks, 
burning hot and raw, and he bit down into the massive 
shit-ball in his mouth and began chewing...


Downstairs, Luke looked in the fridge and was again 
disgusted with the sad selection. It was all "rabbit 
food" and healthy, organic shit. Nothing to feed a real, 
honestly-earned appetite like his. He pulled on his 
jeans and went out to the nearest convenience store 
where he bought two large roast beef sandwiches and two 
40-ounce REAL beers, all of which he ate and drank down 
on the way back to the Whitebread's estate.


After a full 45 minutes, Butch had finally swallowed the 
last awful lump of crap from Missy's ass - and just in 
time. A refueled, recharged and fully nude Luke came 
barreling in and ripped off the masking tape carelessly 
and without ceremony or care for Butch's delicate white 
skin. Butch screamed as it came off and Luke shoved his 
fat fingers in his mouth to inspect it for extraneous 
chunks of shit.

Satisfied when he found none, Luke smiled, "well, we 
might just make a good, obedient bitch of you yet, 
faggot!"

Butch could take no more of this constant humiliation 
and denigration of his manhood, "f-f-FUCK YOU, YOU 
FUCKIN' NIGGER!!"

Missy and Wendy audibly gasped and Luke's eyes instantly 
filled with absolute RAGE.

He slammed Butch's face down on the toilet seat as he 
roughly ripped off Butch's soaking, filthy jock strap 
and shoved it in his mouth, gagging him. Butch never 
even got to utter a word in objection before Luke had 
unlocked the buttplug harness, yanked out the gargantuan 
plug and was shoving his fat black mushroom-shaped prick 
head into the bound boy's tight pink asshole!

"BITCH, I'm gonna keep teachin you this lesson over and 
over until you admit you're nothin' but a WHITEBOY 
FAGGOT and you fuckin' BEG me to do you the FAVOR of 
shootin' my load in your ass!" 

Luckily for Butch, while most of Luke's earlier load had 
been absorbed into his intestines, enough of it remained 
to lube his ass enough for Luke's prick to thrust into 
him without tearing him up inside. So it didn't hurt AS 
agonizingly as it could when Luke grabbed Butch by the 
shoulders, bore down with his considerable strength and 
rammed the full, furious 14 inches of his throbbing 
meat-hammer into Butch's defenseless white boy-butt. 

Butch bucked and screamed into the sweaty jockstrap gag 
and held on to the toilet with all his might as he was 
taken on the ride of his life! Luke proceeded to 
ferociously butt-fuck the white teen, spanking his 
tight, white ass cheeks each time he pulled out, 
reddening one side then the other.

Wendy and Missy's cunts burned and dripped with desire 
as they watched, desperately wishing to touch 
themselves. But neither dared disobey their majestic 
black master. They simply contented themselves in 
watching this exquisite display of manliness before 
them, one large, black, stallion of a man completely 
dominating and emasculating the inferior specimen, bent 
over on his knees, ass sticking in the air, trussed up 
and squealing like a little girl. 

Neither female had truly known what a real man was 
before, but this demonstration etched into their minds 
forever the hierarchy of Man and sissy in the world. 
Their poor, weak little brother had seemed manly to them 
before this day, but he was as much like a helpless 
little girl in Luke's handling as Wendy or Missy were. 
There was no distinction.

After a good 20 minutes of fierce sodomizing, Luke 
grabbed Butch's collar and yanked it HARD, bending him 
backwards as far as his binds would allow and looked 
right in his eyes, screaming in his face as he drove his 
colossal cock-club completely into the boy's guts and 
emptied his elephantine, swollen balls of their enormous 
load. Jet after hot jet of copious, thick baby batter 
shot down the considerable length of Luke's engorged 
fuckstick and exploded out the flared head with a force 
that made Butch flinch with each scalding splattering of 
heavy spunk against his intestinal walls. 

Wendy and Missy counted at least 10 contractions of 
Luke's heavy hanging nuts, in awe at the amount of man 
seed the black beast must have been pumping into Butch's 
poor belly yet again. Wendy noticed Butch's own meager 
little penis was rock-hard and dripping pre-cum. Maybe 
it was from the incredible assault on Butch's prostate, 
but maybe Butch was actually becoming a bitch for Big 
Black Cock just like Wendy and Missy. As Luke continued 
to pump her son's reddened, sore ass, Butch's cock 
twitched and began to spurt cum of its own, feeble as it 
was. 

"YEAH, I TOLD YA, FAGGOT!" Luke bellowed as he pumped 
the boy full of his second load of potent nigger seed 
and watched the boy cumming despite himself, "I TOLD YA 
YOU NOTHIN' BUT A FUCKIN' WHITEBOY FAGGOT FOR MY *BIG*" 
- Luke's cock plunged to its full depth and fired a 
powerful salvo of manseed into Butch's totally 
subjugated asshole - "*BLACK*" - again, another 
incredible thrust and even bigger, hotter load exploded 
into the boy's bowels - "*COCK*!!!" this time Luke drove 
it home, lifting Butch off the floor with only his 
massive, rigid cock holding him up and his big, black 
muscular ass-cheeks clenched and unclenched in rapid 
thrusts as he pumped explosive spurt after copious spurt 
into the suspended and shocked teen's guts.

Butch's little boy-clit of a dick flopped with the 
thrusts, spraying his own paltry, sad seed uselessly 
around the bathroom. The teen wept as he came, ashamed 
that he had been used so and that his body had betrayed 
him in this way, again. 

But his mother, instead, felt pride. Pride in her son 
for accepting his place like Wendy and Missy and finding 
pleasure in bringing pleasure to their new black master.

After Luke had finally blasted the last of his potent 
jizz into Butch, he lowered him down, released his death 
grip on the collar and allowed him to collapse in 
exhaustion on the toilet. But he kept his semi-hard dick 
still buried to the balls in the boy's ass. Nobody spoke 
and for several moments the only sound was the heavy 
breathing of Luke and the limp, spent teenager. When, 
after some time, Luke started slowly pumping Butch's 
still-red ass again, stiffening yet again, all Butch 
could do in protest was groan. 

"That was just your second load, bitch-boy," Luke 
growled, "consider that the appetizer!" Wendy and Missy 
exchanged incredulous looks at the virility and stamina 
of the black paragon of masculinity before them. He 
began to pick up the pace and was soon pounding Butch's 
punished poop-chute with a brutal tempo that shook the 
cabinetry and caused their contents to come clattering 
to the ground.



Chapter 4: CHUCK, THE FATHER


It was then that the patron of the family, 45-year-old 
Chuck Whitebread, came home after a hard day of work at 
the office. 

The first thing Chuck noticed that seemed off to him was 
that his newspaper was still in the driveway. He read 
the newspaper every day when he got home - religiously. 
He would come home, take the newspaper and go read it in 
the bathroom while his wife set the table for dinner. 
Everybody knew how important the paper was to him and 
how irate he would get if anyone even dared rifle 
through it before him. Yet here it was, still sitting at 
the end of the driveway at the end of the day. It was 
wet from the noon thunderstorm and it looked like 
someone had run it over. He got out of his car and 
picked it up in disgust.

Chuck had pulled up to the house and immediately spied 
the unknown black van parked in his driveway. He got out 
of his car wearing a suit and carrying his briefcase. He 
looked in the windows of the van but they were tinted 
and he couldn't see much of anything inside. He walked 
to his front door, carrying his keys and eying his house 
suspiciously. Did someone give Butch a ride home from 
football practice and decide to hang out in HIS house?

When he got to the door, he noticed it was ajar, "Damn 
bitch better not have left the door open when she went 
shopping..." he muttered to himself.

In the foyer, Chuck had set his briefcase and keys down 
on the side table, then closed and locked the door 
behind him. He looked around expectantly.

"Honey? Honey are you here?" Chuck had walked around a 
bit, taking off his coat and tie, "Butch? Missy? Anyone 
home?" He was getting irate that his wife was not 
waiting for him with dinner as usual.

Chuck had searched the entire first floor, looked out to 
the kennel and shouted down into the basement. Nobody 
was around. In the kitchen, he noticed she had left out 
one of her stupid bibles and she must have dropped a tea 
cup and didn't bother to clean up the mess. This pissed 
Chuck off - he'd had a stressful day at a job he hates 
working with people that annoy him for a boss he can't 
stand. And he has to come home to shit like this. It was 
supposed to be Wendy's job to keep the house in order 
and have dinner for him on the table.

"Fucking stupid cunt," he growled, "how hard to I have 
to slap her to knock some sense into that thick skull of 
hers! When she gets back...!"

Chuck wiped the sweat from his brow - it was a scorcher 
out there today. He didn't work outside, he was desk-
bound at his office, but the air conditioner in his car 
was out (again!) and he was burning up. He opened the 
fridge and pulled out an O'Doul's - he didn't believe in 
drinking alcohol but had been in a frat in college so 
had gotten used to the taste of O’Doul’s. He popped the 
top off and chugged down more than half of it before he 
realized it tasted really strange and wasn't really even 
very cold.

"Blech!" he made a face at it. It must have gone bad, he 
figured. He wondered if maybe the electricity had gone 
out during the day and the beer had gone bad. He set the 
beer down in disgust, sticking out his tongue and 
shaking his head at the foul taste. He couldn't believe 
how different beer tasted when it spoiled.

Chuck picked up his tattered, soggy newspaper with 
derisive snort and headed up to his favorite bathroom - 
the most spacious one in the house, off the master 
bedroom. It was his sanctuary - the one place in the 
house he could go to be alone with nobody bothering him 
or pestering him. Aside from his wife, he didn't allow 
anyone else - family or guests - to use that bathroom. 
It has his sacred space. A home may be a man's castle, 
but that bathroom was his throne!

When he opened the door, his eyes open wide shot and he 
dropped the newspaper. He was shell-shocked at the sight 
before him - the abomination occurring in his bathroom. 
His wife, his daughter... his SON! The great, big black 
giant defiling the pride and joy of his loins in such 
obscene fashion!

His wife and his daughter (Missy and Wendy) were naked 
in the bathtub with their hands behind their backs and 
their heads bowed, faces flushed red with shame. Chuck's 
jock son Butch was bent over the toilet with his face 
resting on top of the back of the toilet, hands tied 
behind his back and a dirty jockstrap stuffed in his 
mouth. A dog collar around his neck was hooked to a 
leash tied to the toilet pipe so that he couldn't stand 
up straight. 

Luke was fucking his son up the ass and Butch's virgin 
anus was being stretched beyond belief to accommodate 
Luke's veiny 14 inch long, 4 inch wide giant black cock. 
Luke was plunging it in nice and deep and Butch's eyes 
were rolled back as sweat poured down his face and he 
grimaced with every thrust. 

Butch had heard the door open and the newspaper fall and 
turned to his father standing, paralyzed in the doorway. 
Butch's muffled screamed alerted Missy and Wendy who 
looked up, too, but did nothing.

"Holy- what the fuck?!?!" Chuck exclaimed.

"Well, shit, if it ain't 'Father Knows Best'!" Luke 
chuckled with arrogant disrespect, sneering at the 
impotent white cuckold in the doorway.

Chuck, however, had been quicker to action than his son 
had been and bolted as soon as he made eye contact with 
Luke. Owing to his prodigious prick being buried balls-
deep in Chuck's son's ass, Luke took a little too long 
to give chase. He yanked his monster cock out of Butch 
with so much force that Butch sharply inhaled 
involuntarily, sounding like he was taking a breath 
after nearly drowning and he collapsed without Luke's 
support. 

Chasing Chuck out of the spacious bathroom, his cum-
slick dick flinging shit-stained jizz everywhere, Luke 
stopped at the threshold, having lost him, "where the 
fuck did that cracker get to?" he grumbled.

Chuck was hiding in the back of his walk-in closet, 
fumbling with an old shoe box. Opening it, he sighed in 
relief to see his gun, a .44 Smith & Wesson pistol he'd 
bought against his wife's wished years and years ago 
when there had been reports about a break-in in a nearby 
neighborhood. He took it out and saw the magazine was 
still in it and it was loaded. But he silently cursed as 
he remembered the trigger lock his wife had forced him 
to buy since their kids were still young at the time, 
"fucking stupid cunt!" he muttered.

"Peek-a-boo, bitch!" Luke yelled as he tore open the 
closet doors. Chuck was shocked and hid the gun behind 
his back. Luke hadn't seen it, he grabbed Chuck by the 
neck and hauled him out of the closet, throwing him into 
the bedroom. Wendy, Missy and Butch could all see Chuck 
now. Luke was advancing on him, but then Chuck 
brandished the gun and stopped Luke cold in his tracks.

"Hold it right fucking there, asshole!" Chuck yelled, 
but he seemed more scared than brave. He was shaking and 
holding the gun awkwardly with both hands to hide the 
trigger lock.

Luke halted and raised his hands a bit, "whoa, now, hold 
on-"

"No! You get the fuck out of my house, right now!" Chuck 
demanded, keeping his arms outstretched, pointing the 
loaded, but locked, gun straight at Luke's chest. Chuck 
glanced to the nightstand beside Luke and suddenly 
remembered where he kept the key for the trigger-lock. 
In the nightstand on his side of their large king bed. 
He began to sweat and tried not to look at the 
nightstand and give himself away.

"Get out?" Luke asked, cautious but curious, "that's it? 
Not gonna call the police?"

"Look, you just get the fuck out of here, alright?! I'm 
not fucking kidding!" Chuck was practically a nervous 
wreck, why didn't this black fucker just RUN?! He was 
circling, now, toward the nightstand, trying to get Luke 
away from it.

Luke was moving, too, away from the nightstand and 
towards the door. Luke looked at Chuck, at the fear in 
his eyes, at his quivering hands and the awkward grip he 
had on the gun. He stopped in front of the doorway.

"Go!" Chuck yelled, now beside the nightstand. He tried 
to picture exactly where the key was, in the middle 
compartment in the hidden shallow drawer built into the 
top of the nightstand. He wondered if he could open the 
drawer, get out the key and remove the lock before Luke 
could get to him. Judging by Luke's impressive physique, 
he didn't like his chances.

"I don't think you ever fired a gun in your life," Luke 
proffered, palms still showing, but standing his ground 
in front of the bathroom door, "I don't think you CAN 
shoot me."

"W-What?!" Chuck stuttered, surprised at the balls on 
this black fucker... figuratively and literally, "What 
the f-fuck does THAT mean?!"

"Bitch, if some motherfucker broke into MY house and 
fucked MY wife, daughter and SON," Luke shouted, "I 
wouldn't yell at him to 'get out', I'd SHOOT the 
motherfuckin' bitch!"

The volume and sudden aggression in Luke's voice made 
Chuck wince. Luke saw this and his eyes narrowed while 
Chucks widened with fear. Luke slowly began to lower his 
hands.

"C'mon, whiteboy, ain't you a man?" Luke began to tease 
him, "ain't you got the BALLS to protect your wife and 
family?"

"D-don't test me!" Chuck blurted out, but it sounded 
more like a plea than a threat, "I-I'm calling the cops 
right now!" He reached behind him, making as if he was 
going to grab the phone, but he was really feeling for 
the hidden compartment.

"You fuckin' pussy-ass wimp," Luke sneered, his hands 
now down and his posture relaxing from one of caution to 
a more predatory hunch, "you sorry-ass excuse for a 
fuckin' man." Chuck glanced behind him and Luke took a 
step forward.

Chuck snapped his attention back toward Luke and cocked 
the trigger, which gave the black man pause, at least 
for another moment. Chuck reached back and found the 
drawer. He quickly yanked it open.

"What the fuck are you-" Luke began to say, but quickly 
figured out what was going on. Without Chuck's other 
hand on the gun, he could see the white man didn't have 
a finger in the trigger guard, there was a lock on the 
gun! Chuck had pulled out the key and was now fumbling 
with trying to get it in the lock!

Luke lunged forward and Butch yelled "DAD!" from the 
bathroom. Chuck snapped his head up, pure terror in his 
eyes as he unlocked the trigger guard and removed it. 
But Luke had gotten to him too fast. Chuck had 
backpedaled, but fell backward over the nightstand, 
throwing him off balance. Luke backhanded the gun out of 
Chuck's grasp and it went flying to the opposite side of 
the room, landing with a heavy thud in the thick 
carpeting. 

Butch screamed "NOO!! DAAAAADD!" as Luke grabbed Chuck 
by the neck and twisted his arm behind his back. With a 
feral roar, he hauled him onto the bed, still stained 
and soaked with the combined sweat and cum from his 
wife's day-long rape. Luke had his weight on the face-
down white man and pinned him there, growling in his 
ear, "Now, WHITEBOY, you're gonna see what a REAL man 
does!"

Luke reached down and roughly yanked down Chuck's slacks 
and tighty-whities in one quick motion, exposing his 
pale, flabby ass. Chuck strained and grunted in despair, 
but then he saw his wife. 

Wendy was standing by the bed, holding the gun.

Luke turned and saw this, too. He lifted Chuck off the 
bed and held him in front of himself.

Wendy seemed to be in a daze. She was just standing 
there, gun in her hand, arm limp. She was looking at it 
as if trying to understand what it was.

Missy walked out and stood beside her, looking down at 
the gun, too. Chuck was beside himself in fear and 
bewilderment - his wife and daughter stood before him 
and his captor, completely naked, making no show of 
modesty, coated in piss and cum and... who knew what 
else. They almost seemed hypnotized, standing there as 
in a trance, moving as if in slow-motion. 

But felt like his salvation had arrived, he called out 
to his wife to snap her out of it and goad her into 
action, "Wendy! Honey! Buttercups!" he tried to get her 
attention. Luke was silent, assessing the situation. 

Wendy acted as if she'd heard something distant, far 
away and slowly lifted her head, her unfocused gaze 
coming to rest on her husband's face.

"Wendy... Shoot!" Chuck urged her - he didn't care if 
Luke was using him as some kind of shield, the even the 
real threat of being shot would probably make him 
release him and run, "For God's sake, shoot the 
bastard!"

Wendy looked back down at the gun. She raised it about 
to her hip, but not really pointing it. Then she looked 
back at Chuck.

"Do it, Wendy!" Chuck shouted, "Shoot that fucking 
nigger for breaking into our house and messing with our 
family!!

Wendy then turned her gaze to Luke, now pointing the gun 
towards him, but still holding it more like it was a 
curiosity than a weapon. Then she slowly began to walk 
towards Chuck and Luke, getting closer, holding the gun 
more tightly. Missy made no move, she simply watched her 
mother.

Chuck watched wide-eyed as Wendy got close to them, 
within a couple feet, now pointing the gun, however 
daintily, at Luke.

"Shoot him, Mom!" came Butch's muffled cry from the 
bathroom.

Wendy looked into Luke's eyes. She didn't see fear, 
there, though. She only saw strength, even in the face 
of the gun. He stood there, arrogant and dominant as 
ever. His angry, deep brown eyes burning into her. 
Proud. Strong. Superior.

Wendy turned her gaze to Chuck.

"Do it!" Chuck was practically pleading with her now, 
struggling weakly against Luke's powerful hold. Wendy 
looked in Chuck's eyes. She didn't see strength in them, 
only fear. His soft face, his mealy mouth, his small 
eyes. He looked small. Scared. Weak. Inferior.

Chuck then watched in confusion Wendy's view drifted 
down his body and came to rest on his bare crotch. Wendy 
was looking at his exposed, flaccid little pink member, 
barely peeking out from his thatch of thin, blonde 
public hair. He felt his tiny, cold prick twitch and 
shrink from her attention. He wasn't just small-dicked, 
he had hypogonadism - made worse by his aging reducing 
his natural, already-low testosterone production. It was 
a condition that made men more feminine. Narrow 
shoulders, womanly hips, no facial or chest hair, even 
small breast-like fatty deposits. But worst of all, his 
dick was only 2 inches long - hard. When soft, it almost 
completely retreated into his foreskin and belly fat, 
like it was just now. 

Chuck then watched as his wife's gaze shifted to the 
side and settled on Luke's crotch. Chuck couldn't stop 
himself from looking - he knew he shouldn't have, but 
there it was. Luke's enormous ebony horsecock; even 
flaccid it hung with such a weight and preponderance as 
to make Chuck's tiny member shrivel even more at the 
mere sight of it, until it had completely hidden itself, 
as if in fear of the big black monster dick. Chuck's 
heart sank as his weenis shrank.

Wendy looked back up into Luke's eyes and he smiled as 
she handed him the gun. Luke released Chuck's arm from 
behind his back and took the gun.

"Wh-wha..." Chuck closed his eyes and dropped his head 
in defeat. In the distance, echoing in the hollow room, 
he could hear his son, pride of his loins, sobbing like 
a little girl.

Wendy maintained eye contact with Luke as she fell to 
her knees at his feet. She lifted his heavy schlong with 
what seemed like reverence and slowly began stoking the 
dirty mammoth member. She lifted it up against the flat 
of his muscular belly with both hands and lowered her 
mouth to one of his balls and began lovingly, 
submissively sucking it, taking its immensity into her 
mouth, bulging her cheek as she lavished it with her 
tongue.

Luke smiled down at Wendy and turned the gun on Chuck, 
holding him only by the hair, yanking his head back 
painfully. Chuck dared not move or struggle. He had the 
feeling Luke would have no hesitation in using it.

"Well, well, faggot, looks like you're in a world of 
shit now!" Luke sneered at him.

Missy had come over and she looked into her father's 
eyes with a defiant grin and wrapped her arms around one 
of Luke's impressively muscular, thick arms. Chuck 
couldn't believe the willingness of his own wife to 
submit to this black bastard, but he was truly injured 
by the contemptuous glee he saw in his daughter's eyes.

Missy pulled herself up on her tippy-toes and Luke 
lowered his ear just enough for her to whisper something 
into it. Chuck couldn't hear it, but whatever it was, it 
made her giggle and her face flush.

Luke looked down at her smirking, "Good idea, bitch..." 
he turned to Chuck and let him go, "On your knees, 
faggot."

Chuck's eyes widened in shock. He looked back and forth 
at his daughter and Luke. Missy was grinning devilishly, 
but Luke was all business, serious as a heart attack. 
Chuck briefly considered bolting, but he knew Luke would 
either catch him easily or gun him down with ease before 
he got more than a few steps. Despite himself, he looked 
down again. His wife was looking up at him, both giant 
black balls in her mouth now, bulging out her cheeks 
obscenely like a chipmunk storing up its nuts for the 
winter. Her tongue was working hard, sweeping and 
slurping around both balls, then out to lick and massage 
the big black rapist's muscular taint.

Luke's towering prick seemed to be coming out right at 
him like a special effect in a 3D horror movie. It was 
mesmerizing, the size and weight of it. It looked mean, 
unforgiving with its giant bulbous mushroom head, 
already leaking pre-cum, its impossibly thick, veiny 
trunk. It throbbed at him, held him there like a giant 
snake paralyzing its prey with its hypnotic movements 
before the strike.

Missy let go of Luke's arm and sauntered over to her 
father, taking him by the arm with one hand and putting 
her other hand on top of his head. She pushed downward, 
making her father slowly sink to his knees.

Chuck seemed to belatedly realize what was happening; he 
looked behind him to his daughter absentmindedly 
stuttering, "M-Missy?"

Presently, he was on his knees before the imposing 
monster looming over him, filling him with dread.

"Get to work, whiteboy," Luke reminded him.

Missy leaned down and chirped in his ear with girlish 
enthusiasm, "Go on daddy, suck his big black cock!"

Tears welled up in Chuck's eyes and he looked up at 
Luke's unforgiving stern countenance. "W-what did you do 
to them?" he choked, the tears now freely running down 
his cheeks.

"Nothin' I'm not gonna do to you," Luke promised 
menacingly, "now get down on it, faggot!"

Missy now whispered advice into her father's ear, almost 
conspiratorially, "better do as he says, Daddy, he's 
VERY strong..." she grinned sadistically. Then she began 
to push forward on her father's head, inching it 
inexorably toward Luke's filthy cock, soiled by the 
insides of every member of his family. 

Chuck tried to pull back halfheartedly but Missy held 
firm. Chuck looked around desperately - first at Missy, 
evil with lust, then Luke, unrelenting, at Wendy, lost 
in servitude and back at Butch - Butch watching from the 
bathroom, still leashed to the toilet, his asshole still 
gaping wide from his fucking. Only Butch seemed to be as 
in despair as Chuck, but he was tied and bound and 
completely helpless, not to mention fucked into utter 
submission by Luke already.

The head of Luke's fat cock was against Chuck's lips now 
and Missy started applying pressure to the back of his 
head. He looked down again and saw his wife, lust 
filling her eyes, fingering herself slowly as she 
watched her husband's humiliation from below. Luke's 
free hand came down and squeezed Chuck's jaw, forcing it 
open. Missy then pushed down on Chuck's head using her 
body as leverage; slowly Luke's cockhead slipped between 
his lips and into his mouth. Wendy moaned softly, her 
eyes widening, pupils dilating. Further and further, 
Missy pushed her father's head down onto the massive 
cock, all of her weight now pressing down and making him 
deep-throat it.

"That's it Daddy," she praised him, "take it all down... 
it seems like a lot but you'll get used to it!"

When Chuck was about halfway down, Missy felt 
resistance. She frowned at this, frustrated. She grabbed 
him by the hair with both hands and began roughly 
pumping his head up and down on Luke's thick black dick, 
causing obscene slurping, choking noises to issue from 
deep in his gullet. Drool and mucus flowed down the 
length of Luke's filthy rod, running onto Wendy's face, 
covering it with slime. She either didn't notice it or 
didn't care, she didn't acknowledge it at all, lost as 
she was in her big black cock delirium.

"Mmm..." Luke moaned with genuine appreciation, his cock 
stiffening even more, throbbing and somehow - 
inconceivably - getting thicker, "your whole family is 
good at suckin' cock, Chucky! You should be proud- yo 
mouths were MADE for suckin' big black dick!"

Chuck was devastated on so many levels. Not just due to 
the sheer obscenity and humiliation of his ordeal. Missy 
had always Chuck's favorite. She had always loved her 
daddy and idolized him. As she forced this black 
animal's dick deeper down Chuck's throat, he remembered 
how, as a young girl, Missy had once said she was going 
to "marry Daddy" when she grew up.

Missy started pumping harder then, overcome by her own 
horniness, she took a hand away to finger herself. 

Wendy reached up and grabbed the back of Chuck's head to 
take over pumping, pulling him down to her closer and 
closer with each stroke. 

Missy stood up and walked back around to Luke, wrapping 
one thin white thigh around Luke's trunk-like, muscular, 
defined leg. He reached down with his left hand and slid 
his thick middle finger up her pink asshole, making her 
jump in surprise and moan in pleasure as she began to 
rub her wet twat up and down on his leg. Luke's 
oversized hands had fingers as long and thick as most 
men's dicks. Chuck's tiny dick was smaller than even 
Luke's pinky. 

Luke's middle finger was 8 inches long and 3.5 inches 
around, and he was thrusting it in and out of Missy's 
asshole rigorously. With the rest of his hand, he 
grabbed firm hold of her cheeks and effortlessly lifted 
her by the asshole with one hand, raising her up higher 
on his thigh. She gasped and groaned with sheer lust as 
he tipped his head down and shoved his tongue between 
her pert little lips, kissing her roughly and deeply, 
invading her throat with his thick, plunderous tongue. 
Missy reached back and steadied herself on his solid, 
sturdy forearm and gave into him body and soul, riding 
him like a little slut whore nympho possessed.

Now, as Wendy was forcing Chuck to deep throat their 
huge negro rapist, Missy was rubbing herself on Luke's 
thigh, massaging his muscular chest and watching with 
mix of awe and glee, asking the black man with perverse 
anticipation if he's going to "make Daddy his bitch", 
"shoot his thick black cum into Daddy's faggot belly", 
and so on. It was clear Luke was her new idol, Chuck was 
nothing more than a worthless faggot in his daughter's 
eyes now, worthy of nothing more than humiliation and 
contempt.

Wendy pumped her husband's head up and down on Luke's 
fat cock harder and harder, keeping him down at the 
bottom of the stroke longer and longer each time. She 
did this for a few minutes, each time getting more and 
more black snake to disappear between their two faces, 
frigging herself more vigorously. 

Finally she got every last awe-inspiring inch of Luke's 
towering monument of manhood down her husband's abused 
throat. Wendy groaned loudly, gutturally, as their lips 
touched, not a trace of the big black dick left visible 
between their sets of lips, except for a few pubic hairs 
sticking out in between. 

Wendy held Chuck there, their eyes locked, his glazed in 
shock, hers filled with lust; and when she heard Luke 
groan, she knew his wondrous seed was coming. She sucked 
Luke's balls harder and reached out with her tongue, 
sticking it out of her mouth to massage his taint. Then 
she felt the taint contract and his balls twitch in her 
mouth as they began to pump hot, thick strands of jism 
down her husband's gullet. 

Chuck's eyes shot open wide with surprise and panic as 
he felt the black hose throbbing and jerking in his 
mouth, the jets of hot nigger sperm shooting into his 
stomach. Wendy came like a madwoman, screaming around 
the balls in her mouth, bucking and jerking as her 
orgasm wracked her already spent and exhausted frame. 
She came again and again with each surge of thick, 
copious jizz she felt shoot from Luke's massive, 
powerful balls...

Chuck knelt there completely helpless, orally impaled by 
his own wife on Luke's ebony spear of sexual conquest. 
His arms dangled by his side limply as he felt gusher 
after thick gusher of black nigger spunk explode into 
his belly - the broad, swollen head of Luke's cock 
erupting in his guts, spewing out the hot magma of his 
giant black balls like an angry pagan fire God.

Luke grunted his pleasure into Missy's ravaged mouth and 
the teen climaxed with bone-rattling intensity when she 
realized her black master was shooting his load into her 
daddy's defenseless tummy. Missy came screaming into 
Luke's mouth, grinding her hairless pussy against his 
muscular thigh. Her copious girl come flowed down Luke's 
leg as she rode him like a wild beast, his middle and 
ring fingers buried to the hilt up her ass, anchoring 
her steadfastly.

To all involved, it seemed like an age before Luke's 
torrid torrent of cocksauce finally subsided and his 
prodigious prick twitched one last time, depositing its 
final payload of black baby juice into Chuck's flooded 
belly. All stiffened with Luke during that last, 
protracted contraction, the final expulsion being a 
sizable one. He flexed every muscle in his body as he 
emptied the last of his spooge into the conquered 
family's patron and protector, now completely defeated. 

When he relaxed, all others became slack with him. They 
were like one, continuous, conglomeration of obscene, 
carnal sex - a mutant beast of sex, joined at the mouths 
and groins, indistinguishable where one stopped and 
another began. They came and settled all as one.

Wendy suckled Luke's balls a bit longer, savoring the 
experience, still gazing through half-lidded eyes at her 
husband, still impaled on the cock, black cum and drool 
oozing down the shaft of Luke's still half-hard cock. A 
brown film had formed around Chuck's lips from sucking 
his son's shit off Luke's dirty dick. The shit mixed 
with the jizz and dripped down into Wendy's mouth; she 
savored the now-familiar taste. 

Luke took his soiled middle fingers out of Missy's ass 
and she shuddered, barely able to stand. He stuck his 
shitty fingers in her mouth and she grabbed him by the 
wrist with both hands (her fingers did not touch, thick 
as his arms were) and hungrily sucked them clean with 
perverse passion. 

Wendy let Luke's thoroughly cleansed balls slide from 
her mouth and saw her daughter's cunt juice trail that 
ran down Luke's leg to his feet. Wendy lowered her head 
to Luke's foot, sucking Missy's juices off of his big 
toe, then she licked her way up the trail to her 
daughter’s cunt which she licked clean. She opened her 
eyes to get a close-up look at her daughter's gaping 
asshole, streaked with shit dragged out by Luke's rough 
finger-fucking. She took a deep whiff, moaning, and dove 
her face between her daughter's cheeks, licking and 
slurping up the excess shit from in and around her 
daughter's asshole.

"Ooo, Mommy," Missy sighed, gyrating her ass and pushing 
it back into her mother's hungry mouth, "you're so 
dirty!"

Luke reached down and grabbed Chuck by the hair, sliding 
the limp, defeated white cocksucker off of his 14 inches 
of black meat, dropping him to the ground 
unceremoniously. Chuck fell flat on his ass, propped 
against the bed, wheezing and coughing from the mucus 
dragged out of his throat and coating his face, dripping 
down his shirt and tie.

"Sorry Chuck," Luke shrugged, "but there ain't been a 
little white whore born yet that could resist my big 
black dick..." Luke turned to Missy and Wendy and 
smiled, "you just got yourself a new Daddy, bitches."

But when Luke wasn't looking, Chuck saw the gun, sitting 
on the nightstand behind Luke! He must have put it down 
when he was face-raping Chuck!

With a sudden burst of energy borne from desperation, 
Chuck reached over and grabbed the gun. Luke turned to 
see what Chuck was doing, but too late.

"DIE, YOU FUCKING NIGGER!" Chuck screamed as he pointed 
the gun right at Luke's head, squeezed his eyes shut and 
pulled the trigger!

*click*

Eyes still shut, Chuck was confused. He opened his eyes 
to see Luke still standing over him, looking down at him 
with his arrogant superior demeanor. Missy and Wendy 
looked scared. But Luke's brains were still well inside 
his skull.

Chuck looked at the gun - the chamber must have been 
empty - he didn't chamber the first round! All the shit 
the guy at the shooting range taught him about gun 
safety and usage skittered around in his head as he 
tried to remember things like the difference between a 
revolver and a pistol - single action and double action 
- putting in the magazine and... cocking it! He had 
bought a single-action Smith & Wesson and it needed to 
be cocked first (he had done this before, but the 
trigger was locked, so it didn't do anything. He cocked 
the gun and pulled the trigger again-

*click*

Chuck was horrified. How could this be happening?! He 
tried firing again and again and again.

*click*
*click*
*click*

Chuck looked down at the gun that had betrayed him, 
trying to figure out what was wrong. He heard giggles 
and looked up to see Missy and Wendy snickering, 
laughing at him. Luke smiled as he held something up for 
Chuck to see.

"I unloaded it, you stupid bitch," Luke berated him, 
"don't you know it ain't safe to keep a loaded gun in 
the house, Chuck? What kind of irresponsible dad are 
you?"

Chuck's heart sank again. He lowered the gun, useless as 
his own limp dick.

Luke handed the magazine to Missy, who took it with 
glee. Luke then turned to Chuck, a sudden fury in his 
eyes, "you ACTUALLY tried to shoot me, didn't you, you 
fucking pussy!"

Chuck flinched, dropping the gun, "No, I-"

"And what the FUCK did you call me?!" Luke bellowed, 
leaning down to yell in the terrified white man's face.

"N-nothing, I-" Chuck stammered.

"Say it again!" Luke demanded.

"P-please-" Chuck pleaded.

"Say it THE FUCK again!" Luke roared.

Chuck pissed himself.

"Ew!" Missy cried as she pointed to the puddle forming 
between her father's legs. This sent her and her mother 
into an uncontrollable giggle-fit.

Luke grabbed Chuck by the throat, choking him, his face 
right up to the white wimp's, forcing him to make eye 
contact, "SAY IT!"

Chuck couldn't breathe - he didn't struggle, though, and 
he didn't look away (though he didn't need to look away 
to see his wife and daughter in his peripheral vision, 
ridiculing him). He opened his mouth to make a noise, 
but without air, no sound came out except a sickly 
gurgle. Luke's gaze burned into his eyes and he thought 
Luke was going to kill him right then and there. He felt 
himself get faint and the room began to grow dark. Luke 
saw his eyes start to lose focus and released his grip 
just enough to allow a small amount of air and for blood 
to flow to his brain, "SAY IT" he growled through 
gritted teeth.

"N... nigger..." Chuck meekly wheezed.

"NIGGER?!" Luke screamed in his face in mock outrage, 
looking around at Missy and Wendy who gasped in fake 
horror, "fuckin' racist-ass white faggot! Just for that-
"

Luke lifted Chuck up by the neck and threw him face-down 
on the bed. He grabbed the much smaller white man's 
shoulders tightly and with a bestial roar he shoved his 
mucus-slick cock against Chuck's asshole with all of his 
considerable might and leverage. The result was that he 
succeeded in cramming the entire thing into Chuck with 
one Herculean thrust! 

"AAARRRRGGHHHH!" Chuck howled in agony as Luke's 
enormous pole mercilessly tore up his insides. 

Wendy and Missy yelped and gasped - shocked by the 
display of awesome might.

"Oh my FUCKING God!!" Wendy exclaimed, bending over to 
get a better look, "holy shit, it's ALL IN, honey!"

Missy was beside herself with lust, rubbing her still-
swollen wet cunt, "Oh yeah! FUCK him! Fuck daddy's ass!"

Luke raised himself up into prime ass-fucking position 
and yanked Chuck backward awkwardly by his necktie.

"Hold on, whiteboy, this is gonna be the fucking ride of 
your life," Luke warned him then immediately began 
pounding his powerless captive brutally and with such 
speed his prodigious prick became but a blur pistoning 
in and out of Chuck's ravaged asshole. With each 
breakneck stroke, he withdrew his entire lengthy cock 
except for the bulbous head, then slammed it all the way 
back in with backbreaking force.

Chuck involuntarily wheezed with each outstroke and 
groaned with each instroke. He wasn't in control of his 
body in the slightest anymore; he was completely under 
Luke's dominant mastery. Like a ragdoll bouncing around 
on a jackhammer, he was limp and utterly passive as the 
giant black brute savagely ass-raped him in front of his 
wife and children.

Chuck lost all track of time, he lost all awareness of 
everything except for the gargantuan, burning-hot iron 
rod of fury plowing his buttery ass like an Iowa 
cornfield. When Luke shoved his head down into the 
mattress, face first, blocking his air, he didn't 
struggle, he simply laid there and took every inch of 
Luke's legendary log deep into his bowels and felt every 
hot explosion of the black man's sticky, boiling seed 
gushing into his intestines, warming him from the 
inside-out. Luke growled and roared with each mighty 
thrust as he convulsed with each hot ejaculation. 

Wendy and Missy's orgasmic cries of pleasure filled the 
room as a sort of background track to Luke's animalistic 
howls of release. Chuck couldn't muster the higher 
mental faculties required to count, but Luke seemed to 
cum forever, he must have fired a dozen salvos of the 
stringy hot ball-lava into his guts. It was truly a 
legendary load. Even at the depth Luke was buried in 
Chuck's obscenely-stretched ass, some of the copious 
deposit was leaking out, onto the bed.

Finally Luke finished and let Chuck go. Chuck tilted his 
head back to suck in a lungful of air, but didn't have 
the strength to raise it off the bed. Luke lowered his 
weight on Chuck, his sweat-slick muscles pushing down on 
the impaled white repository for black jizz. Luke's 
impressive weight made breathing difficult, but not 
impossible for Chuck.

"You white bitches, come around front here so 'Daddy 
Dearest' can see you," Luke ordered, still fully inside 
Chuck.

They immediately obeyed and stood before their new black 
master, awaiting orders.

"Get up here on the bed and eat each other’s pussies out 
for Chuck," Luke commanded them casually, "give him a 
show."

Missy and Wendy smiled at each other and eagerly hopped 
on the bed and complied, diving into each other’s 
pussies with depraved voracity, tongues and fingers and 
hands all over and inside of each other, moaning and 
sighing like animals in heat.

Chuck watched this display in despair. His own wife and 
daughter turned into incestuous lesbian sluts by this 
black bastard, so quickly, so easily, so willingly.

Luke beheld his handiwork and allowed himself a 
contented smile as he let his muscles slacken somewhat 
(there was no fight left in the white wimp pinned 
beneath him and his own weight was enough to prevent him 
from even thinking of escape) and he relaxed.

"Now while you enjoy the show, I'll let you have the 
rest of what your boy couldn't finish," Luke informed 
Chuck as the white captive felt Luke's cock shift in his 
anal canal and felt a warmth filling him. Not like the 
violent blasts of cum that had been shot into him, but 
more like a hot, steady torrent... then, with sudden 
soul-crushing misery, he realized what was happening.

Luke was pissing inside him - flooding his intestines 
with his steaming hot waste water. He was giving him a 
piss enema. Injecting his urine directly into Chuck's 
poor, abused guts. Chuck didn't have the spirit or 
stamina left to resist or struggle in any way. All he 
could do was groan in abject humiliation, resigning 
himself to this one more degradation, knowing this would 
be his life from now on. There was no escape from this 
man.

As Luke's bladder full of scalding hot urine emptied 
into Chuck's conquered shithole, the impotent white 
weakling began sobbing. He broke down and blubbered 
uncontrollably and without any pride or dignity as he 
watched his little blonde daughter and his beautiful, 
busty wife going at it like a couple of bitches in heat 
- turned into sluts by the huge black cock that was at 
that moment flooding his bowels with hot piss, swelling 
and distending his belly. 

He felt agonizingly full, yet empty inside. As if Luke 
had removed every part of him that had mattered before - 
every bit of him that made him a man. His wife, his 
family, his house, his pride, his responsibilities as 
protector of his family... all that was gone. And he 
knew his house was Luke's now, he would never let them 
go. He was an empty shell, now. But he was being 
refilled. Refilled with Luke's abundant and seemingly 
boundless jizz - in his stomach and in his ass. And 
refilled with Luke's piss in his bowels. And God knows 
what else Luke will fill him with.

But, most importantly, he was filled with Luke's 
majestic idol of superior manhood - his towering 
colossus of potency and virility - his magnificent, big, 
black horse-cock. It refilled Chuck not just physically, 
but spiritually; refilled him with a new purpose in 
life. He was fully enthralled by Luke's cock now, he 
lived to serve Luke in every way possible, and he 
accepted it. He would be Luke's white bitch cock-slave 
for now until the end of his days. 

The thought was very freeing, liberating. No more 
worrying about the daily stresses of life - no more job 
he loathed, boss he resented, co-workers that annoyed 
him. No more bills, no more responsibilities, not even 
for his own wife and children. He would be Luke's slave 
from now on, yes, but in truth, he was liberated.

Chuck's tears of despair became tears of joy as he had 
his religious experience, his conversion to the Church 
of the Black Cock and he came - his meager, 
insignificant discharge dribbling unnoticed out from his 
flaccid, insignificant white weenie onto the sheets.

To be continued? Scatwoman@aol.com

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real 
life" can look forward to many unproductive years 
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their 
local prison system.
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