"I just loved him so much, I’d do anything and everything he asked of me, it wasn’t just about the sex, the lifestyle he provided me, the holidays in those luxury hotels ,no it was so much more, I loved and craved his big black cock, the humiliation of being called a whore,,a white bitch, the way he handled me, picked me up, carried me around the bedroom to the window to expose my sluttyness to the world,,my white cunt full of black cock, it was just another world to me, coming from the strict catholic upbringing, being respectful to this and it took a black man to open me up, expose me,teach me how to be a submissive white slut,"
"The bus was stopped as we fled the city, the war had broken out, they made me get off the bus, they shot the men, the women were bound, hands and feet, we were dragged off into the desert, captive slaves,,they built a huge campfire, then the ordeal began,I heard the screams, , then came my turn,,he took of my clothes using a huge knife to slice away the thin material,,then he threw me face down onto the soft warm sand,,he got on top of me,,I felt his hardness, then I felt him pressing into my asshole,,I let out a scream,,the pressure and pain building until my body gave in and he went inside my ass,,he let out a cry, a cry of victory and the others cheered,,and I got ass fucked,,his big African damaging my ass, changing me forever, he came in me,,then he withdrew ,I was forced to stand up,,his cum oozing out of me,,his finger went in, slipped into my ass where he’d just fucked, he took it out and I saw his cum,,he told me to lick it,,lick his finger,,I opened my mouth to lick it and he forced it in,,suck it lady he said,,swallow it,,and as I did as he said he smiled, he told me was being taken to the city there I would be a whore,,he took me back to the other women, we sat and cried,,the next morning it was repeated again,,"
"We had tried to fuck, but his thick cock hurt me so bad,,I just couldn’t stand it,,he sat on the chair,,I sucked him instead,,but hen he told me to come, come lady he said sit, , I climbed up onto him and sat down,,I felt his thickness open me, spear me open,,, oh god no I muttered, I can’t,,his big black hands gripped my legs preventing my escape,,oh god no, I said. His cock slipped right in, I was so open,,so full, oh my god yes he muttered. I’m going to cum,,quick fuck it,,I gripped the chair,,I bit my lip, I fucked him,,going up and down his cock hard, I wanted his cum,,I needed him to stop,,I needed to survive this ordeal, fucked by the African burglar, but all I was doing to fuelling him,,my submissiveness taken as weakness,,and now I was agreeing to go with him to the ghetto part of south afraid, to be his whore,,"