I Own You White Boy!

Hello again. My name is Jack. I'm a 32 year old white guy who is submissive and physically attracted to Black Women. I met Alexa who wanted to be called Alex in a bar because I caught her staring at me. Not because I am so wonderful to look at...but I'm not that bad, Really!... but because I looked very much like her dead spouse. She introduced herself and we talked. Alex recognized I was submissive. When I asked her how she knew, she said it was because I kept staring at her muscular body builder arms and not her breasts. That might be, but I also suspect that it was because she had been married to a white submissive and knew the signs.

Alex is a striking woman. Black, dark skinned, with a strange but exotic mix of feminine and masculine traits. She had bodybuilder arms and her hair was cut in a short masculine style, but a pretty feminine face, with a large sexy ass and breasts. I found her very attractive, and I found her ideas on relationships almost identical to my own.

Alex's late spouse, who died in a traffic accident, was her slave. He had accepted her as his goddess and he loved it when she expressed her superiority with symbolic acts of dominance, like spitting on his face, making him lick her asshole, farting in his face, or drinking her piss. On his part, he loved performing these acts as symbolic acts of submission to her superiority and authority, because he loved her.

On her part she loved that he had given himself freely to her. Had gladly accepted her ownership of him and her right to own him because she was a superior black woman and he an inferior white man. Black supremacy, female superiority, white slavery, and love were the foundation their relationship was built on, and she did love him and did want him to be happy in his role as her property. She wanted him to know he was loved and cherished even while she pissed on his face. She decided that he was going to be her wife, and she his Black Bull in a loving marriage.

She asked me if I could handle that and when I said, "yes, and more", she said "Prove it. Open your mouth." Then right there at the bar, where anyone might see, she spit in my mouth.

This kind of public display of submission was a new experience for me, and an exciting one. My dick had gotten hard while she described her relationship with her late spouse, but when she publicly spit in my mouth, I almost came in my pants. I wondered if this sort of exhibitionism was a one shot 'seal the deal' moment, or something she enjoyed and I could expect more of. I hoped it was the later as I now realized submitting to a Black woman in public was something I'd enjoy.

Then she said the words I always wanted to hear, but never thought I would,

"I own you white boy! I'm taking you home with me. I need to pee and the restrooms here are filthy. I have a new toilet I can't wait to use."

We left the bar an grabbed a cab. Her place turned out to be a high rise luxury apartment building in a nice part of town. We went into the lobby but instead of heading to the bank of six elevators that serviced the building, we went around a corner into a small alcove that held a single elevator. Alex put her thumb on a pad and the door slid open. "Private elevator" she said, "Get in."

The elevator only had two buttons marked up & down. Alex punched the up button and the car shot upward at an impressive rate of speed. "Tall buildings need fast elevators'', she explained. When the door slid open I found myself in a short hallway that had only one door. Alex put her thumb on another pad and I heard a clanking thud. Alex opened the door and we entered.

"Holy shit" I said when I saw the inside. It was a huge rectangle. Maybe 150 feet by 75. I saw a big kitchen tucked away in one corner, a floor to ceiling TV maybe 20 feet wide surrounded by two couches and several chairs in another corner. There were numerous doors leading to bedrooms and bathrooms, and maybe game rooms, I guessed.

"I have the whole top floor", Alex said, "Nice huh".

"Nice?" I muttered. "Try incredible. The monthly rent on this place must cost you more than a lot of people make in a year."

"Nah," she replied. "It doesn't cost me anything. I own the building."

I think my jaw dropped at that, but she gabbed me and pulled me to one of the doors off the giant central room. It was a bathroom and it had the biggest walk in shower I had ever seen. Alex turned a lever in the wall and water started shooting out from all directions. She shut it off after a few seconds.

"Warm water, those floor tiles get cold when the shower hasn't been used for a few hours. I want you to be comfortable. I really do need to pee, so get naked and lay down. Face up of course,"

I started taking off my clothes while she watched. Of course I had an erection anticipating what was about to happen. When Alex saw it she said, "Hmm...the thought of drinking my piss seems to have excited you. Good! I like that. It's not bad either, for a white boy. Looks like about nine inches. I like that too. Hurry up now. I need too go."

I got into the shower and lay down. Alex undressed quickly and got into the shower standing over me like a conquering Amazon goddess. It was the first time I saw her naked body and one thing was immediately obvious. Alex didn't believe in shaving. She had the hairiest pussy I had ever seen, long thick hair that covered everything and had started creeping down her thighs and legs. She didn't shave her armpits either. Each had a luxurious growth of thick long hair. I suppose some men would be turned off by it, but it excited me. Like her arms, her legs were well muscled, but feminine and sexy. Her ass was very big, round, and soft looking, as were her breasts, but she had six pack abs that added to her exotic look. I thought she was the sexiest woman I had ever seen.

"I am going to piss in your mouth and make you drink it. I am going to piss on your face and the rest of your body, but before I do, you have to beg me. Tell me how much you want it. How badly you need it. How I deserve to be the pisser, and you the pissee."

I said, "Yes Alex, I want to drink your piss more than I have ever wanted anything.

I want to taste your golden wine and swallow it, taking your body waste into me and thus improving myself. Please, I beg you, use me as your toilet bowl. It is natural and proper for a white boy to drink the piss of his Black owner, and natural and proper to you to show me my proper place in the new Black female run world. Please, I beg you, use me."

"Open you mouth," she commanded. "drink!"

I opened my mouth and a stream of piss shot from her hairy pussy. It fit my nose, but she quickly adjusted her aim and was pissing into my open eager mouth. It tasted wonderful. Warm, salty, delicious. I swallowed as fast as I could, but she was peeing so hard I couldn't keep up. The piss overflowed my mouth onto my chin and neck. She redirected the stream of piss onto my chest, at last it stopped and she said, "I own you whiteboy. I can piss on you anytime I want to and you can do nothing. I will want to piss on you often too. It's hard to think or pretend you are someone's equal when they are pissing on your face. We are not equals. I am superior to you and you are my property, my possession, my slave, but if you accept that, embrace that, desire that, surrender to me totally, I promise that you will never regret it. I will love you and cherish you and make you happy. I am dominant and I very much enjoy symbolic acts of dominance, like pissing on you, having you lick my asshole, spitting on you. I am not however, mean, cruel, or sadistic. I get no pleasure from making anyone, even inferior white boys, suffer. Once you accept my rule and my right to own you, you will be loved and cherished and I will give you pleasure you can scarcely imagine. Can you handle that? Do you want that?"

Laying in a puddle of her piss, I looked up at this Black goddess towering over me, seeing and feeling her strength and power, and at that moment I knew that I wanted nothing more than to be her slave. I said, "Yes my goddess. I can handle that. I very much want that. I don't think I can live without that."

She smiled at that and I can't begin to describe how happy seeing her smile made me. I wanted her to smile. Wanted her to be happy. I would do anything to make it so.

Alex bent over and brought her face close to mine, "Are you sure that is what you want," she asked?

"very sure."

"Then, I grant your wish," and she spit on my face several times. "I spit on you not because I have contempt for you. I actually respect your ability to accept me as your superior and for having the courage to act on it. I do it as a symbolic act of dominance. One that establishes and shows my superiority. Also, because I know you enjoy performing symbolic acts of submission. Don't you?"

"Yes, I do," I replied.

"Good, and while you will be required to ask my permission to do almost everything, the on thing you never need to ask is to perform symbolic acts of submission. Whenever you feel the need to get on your knees and tell me you love and worship me while kissing my ass, and things like that, feel free. I enjoy and love commanding you to do things like kiss my ass. To feel the power I have over you, but it also excites me to see that you want to obey and worship me without being commanded to do so."

"I understand," I said. "I love feeling and realizing the power you have over me when you command me to humble myself before you, but I also enjoy humbling myself before you without being told. To show I sincerely believe you deserve to own me, and not just because you demand it."

"That's sweet my slave. Now, let's take our first shower together and clean up. You smell like my piss."

She turned the shower back on and jets of warm water washed over us from the ceiling and walls. Alex handed me a soapy washcloth and told me to wash her. As I soaped up her beautiful black body, her bodybuilder arms, muscular but shapely legs, six pack abs, large firm breasts and soft sexy ass, I noticed for the first time that she was several inches taller than me. She radiated strength and power and I felt weak and helpless before her. I liked that feeling. Liked it a lot, and her mix of feminine and masculine traits seemed exotic, and erotic to me. She was beautiful.

She grabbed by cock with her soapy hand. It was rock hard. She started gently stroking it and it felt so good. She then pushed me against the wall of the shower and started roughly kissing me. She rubbed her both hard and soft body against me, and I could feel her thick pussy hair on my cock as she forced her tongue down my throat. I felt like a weak girl being manhandled by a strong lover. She turned off the water and pushed me down to the floor of the big walk in shower.

I watched helpless as she lowered her hairy cunt onto my face. "Eat me bitch," she commanded. So I did.

I have always been a good pussy eater, and I enjoyed doing it, but having my face completely covered by thick pussy hair while she sat on my face was a new experience. I liked it. She wasn't passive either. She was grinding her cunt on my face as I licked her. That must have excited her because it didn't take her long to cum. I could taste her cum juices and greedily lapped up every drop. She then slid forward so that her ass covered my face. "Lick my royal Black asshole whiteboy. Worship my Black ass like a good whiteboy should."

I started licking her asshole and she rubbed her ass on my face as I did it. After a minute or two of wiping her ass on my face she moved back and slid her cunt onto my cock. "I'm so hot", she moaned. " I want your dick!"

Her pussy was wet, warm, wonderful. I felt myself losing all control. "I'm going to cum," I moaned. "I can't control it"

"Good! I want you to cum in me," she said. " I want to feel your whiteboy load inside me. You've been a good white bitch boy and this is your reward. I told you that if you surrender and submit to me I'd make you feel good and be happy. I meant that. Cum boy! CUM!!"

The combination of her warm wet pussy and her words set me off. I had the most intense and pleasurable orgasm of my life. Nothing else was even close to the pleasure that ran through my body at that moment, and even though it could only have lasted a few seconds, it seemed like minutes. Finally, I went limp and relaxed beneath her. Alex whispered in my ear, " I own you white boy. Give yourself to me as a slave and I'll make sure you have many such orgasms. Even better that that one."

"You own me," I replied.

To be continued........