Beyonce's Big Blac Booty

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Beyonce Knowles or Anna Kendrick or any other celebrities. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Beyonce Knowles had no idea what she was doing here. Or at least, that was what she liked to tell herself. God, she shouldn't be here, under any circumstances. Not after what happened the last few times she met up with Anna Kendrick. And now she was driving through the gate and parking outside of Anna's luxurious home. Not as luxurious as Beyonce's home, but still impressive.

The tiny white girl had clearly earned a fair bit of money at this point in her career, and had used it wisely. Something which provided a decent distraction for Beyonce, as she got out of her car, slowly walked up to the front door, and then knocked on it. Unsurprisingly almost immediately it was answered by her grinning tormentor.

"Beyonce, dear, great to see you." Anna greeted in an old timey Hollywood voice, before giggling as she was unable to keep a straight face. Then she added more seriously and wickedly, "Come in."

"Thanks." Beyonce grumbled, quickly scurrying inside.

"Although..." Anna began with another chuckle, and waited until she had closed and locked the door before continuing, "I'm surprised you didn't use the back door, considering your here because you want me to use yours."

"Oh God." Beyonce whimpered and blushed.

"Of course, when the roles were reversed, and I was visiting you in your home, I didn't use the back door." Anna admitted softly, before casually smacking, and squeezing, Beyonce's infamous booty, "Well, I'll definitely used this back door. Mmmmmmmm, I'll use it all fucking night long. But I didn't use your house's back door, which is a shame, because the joke was right there."

"Can we just get this over with, please?" Beyonce whined.

"Get what over with?" Anna pushed with another evil grin on her face.

There was a brief pause as Beyonce took a deep breath and worked up the courage to say what she had to say, again telling herself she had no choice, before finally pleading, "Fuck my ass. Oh please, my Little White Mistress, pound fuck my big black ass as hard and deep as you can. Please? Just get it over with. Make me your little Chocolate Princess again."

"Get it over with, huh?" Anna teased, "That's a strange choice of words, considering you were the one to call me up, and ask if I was free."

"Yeah, well..." Beyonce grumbled.

"Well what?" Anna pushed.

"Well, I... I... I just couldn't take the waiting. Not anymore." Beyonce admitted, against her better judgment, having a feeling that Anna would use this against her, but now she started she just couldn't stop, "I just couldn't take waiting for you to call me up and tell me to meet you somewhere. And, and I was overdue a visit, and I... I just wanted to get this over with."

There was another brief pause, and then Anna hummed dismissively, "Maybe... or maybe, you just missed me. Missed the feeling of me being inside this big fat ass!"

Beyonce gasped as her tiny tormentor close the distance between them, and then roughly squeezed her big booty to emphasize her words. She was also in Beyonce's personal space, that fact and the words having the world-famous singer stammering nervously, "What, what are you talking about?"

"Nothing much..." Anna grinned, instantly making Beyonce regret she asked, as she leaned in and questioned softly, "Just, I left you alone for what, a whole month? Maybe two? That's nothing, considering how busy our schedules are. And already you're desperate for more, like a proper little anal junkie, ready to do anything for a fix. Mmmmmmmmm yeahhhhhhhhh, admit it, my little Chocolate Princess, mmmmmmmm, I've broken you. Why else would you be calling me directly and asking, no begging me to fuck your big black booty. Yes, yes, I had to push a little, but it didn't take much, did it? No, just a little push, and the mighty Beyonce was begging to be fucked in the ass like the little bitch she is. And that's all you are now, B. My bitch."

"No!" Beyonce literally cried, unable to say anything else.

"No?" Anna raised an eyebrow, and then when she didn't get another response, she pressed her lips to Beyonce's ear and whispered, "Let's put that to the test, shall we? Oh yeah, in a second, I'm going upstairs to my bedroom, second on the left. What I want you to do, is wait a minute or two, then come and join me. Then, you have a decision to make. First though, let me welcome you properly into my home..."

For the last few minutes, their faces had been inches apart, and Beyonce found herself sighing in relief when Anna finally kissed her. Anna had always been irritatingly good at kissing, and one obvious benefit was that she no longer had to think about why she was here, or those the words which had just been said. In fact, she didn't have to think about anything except massaging the other girl's lips, and then later tongue, with her own.

Of course it was another example of a tiny white girl having complete control over her. But Beyonce just couldn't help herself, and it certainly beat just standing there like an idiot as she watched Anna disappear upstairs, leaving Beyonce to try and recover from that kiss, and those words.

She was standing there for a lot longer than just a few minutes, before finally doing as she was told, slowly making her way up the stairs and into the appropriate room. Honestly, she had just been expecting Anna to be naked except for a large strap-on dildo, which she would probably be wearing, and stroking some lube into. Or maybe she would be on her back, ready for Beyonce to eat her out first?

Well, she got the naked part right, except Anna wasn't in one of the positions she had been expecting her to be in. Instead she was on all fours, her cute little bubble butt pointed directly at the door, making Beyonce wonder if she wanted her to eat her ass or something.

Instead Anna looked over her shoulder, and then informed her what was happening, "Decision time, Queen B. Over there, there are two strap-ons. One black, one white. The black one I took from you, when I took your anal cherry. Remember? Mmmmmmmmm, that was such a hot night. Hot, and special. And we can have another one of those nights, right now, if you want. Oh yes, if it's what you really want, we can prove once and for all that you really are a top. Go ahead, I'll even spread my cheeks for you. After all, there's no shame to losing your anal cherry to a top of your calibre, is there? Oh yes, that's right, I'm an anal virgin. And that cherry back door is all yours if you want it. Or, you can grab the white dick, and beg me to fuck your big fat ass with it."

Which made Beyonce weep, as she had fell right into the trap. Here it was, a choice which should have been so easy to make, and yet it only seemed like a matter of time before she chose the white cock, and begged Anna to shove it up her slutty little ass. Oh God, how had this happened to her? How had she let this happen to her?

Why couldn't she just put Anna in her place, like she had dreamed of doing so many times? Or at the very least, why couldn't she just choose option C, and leave? Deep down she knew the answers to those questions, but they didn't matter right now. All that mattered was getting her ass fucked. Which was why in the end, the choice was indeed easy.

"Please, please fuck me!" Beyonce whimpered pathetically, as she grabbed the white strap-on and held it out, "Please, my Little White Mistress, fuck my big black booty."

"Yeah, that's what I thought." Anna grinned, turning herself around and sitting on the edge of the bed, before pointing downwards, "Now, get on your knees in front of me!"

"Yes, my Little White Mistress." Beyonce replied immediately, dropping to her knees right in front of her new top, and then handing her the cock.

"Good girl." Anna chuckled, putting the dildo down beside her for a moment, before cupping Beyonce's pretty little face and telling her, "You're mine now. No more trying to convince yourself, or anyone else, that you're a top, because you're not. Not anymore. Mmmmmmmm yeahhhhhhhhhh, the mighty Beyonce is an anal loving bottom. My anal loving bottom. And you know what that means, right? It means you're mine. That everything you have is mine. Especially your bitches. Something which were going to tell them very, very soon. But for now, let's start off the night right with a nice hard spanking. Oh yes, ohhhhhhhhhh yesssssssssss, mmmmmmmm, bend over my knee so I can spank that big fat ass!"

"Yes, my Little White Mistress, thank you, my Little White Mistress." Beyonce quickly replied and obeyed, scrambling to position herself over her top's knee.

Anna chuckled wickedly at this, and then just admired the beautiful view in amazement. Honestly, she hadn't been entirely sure that her big risk would pay off. And even if it had, she thought Beyonce would get a lot closer to topping her. Maybe even buried the full length of the big black cock inside her tiny little white ass, before realizing she didn't want to go through with it.

That was the worst-case scenario, while she figured the best case would be Beyonce strapping on first, and maybe even get into position. However, apparently she had underestimated just how badly this once mighty butt buster wanted to get her ass fucked, and maybe even spanked, because they found themselves in this position laughably quickly.

So quick, that Anna hadn't even got around to ordering Beyonce to strip for her. But arguably that could be a good thing, as there was definitely something to be said for removing the clothing on the way to Beyonce's humiliation. Which was exactly what Anna did.

Admittedly she just couldn't resist grabbing a hold of those meaty cheeks again, and giving them a good fondling, but all things considered, it wasn't long before she was pulling the other woman's skirt up and over that massive ass, and then pulling the panties down to reveal that big black booty in all it's glory. Something which Anna just had to stare at for a few long seconds lustfully, before officially beginning to dish out the first blow of the spanking.

It was just one hard strike at first, and then Anna pulled her hand away to admire her handiwork. To her delight, not only did those cheeks wobble beautifully, and make a wonderful sound in the process, but the once high and mighty Beyonce cried out pathetically. God, that was so satisfying. Especially as Anna got more of those sounds as time went on, as she delivered several more blows to that big fat butt.

The difference being, while the first blow was fairly hard the following were far more playful, the actress even using the singer's booty like bongo drums at one point. The harder smacks would come, but for now, better to keep things light, so the spanking could be nice and long, and thorough.

Of course, as much as Anna loved to watch those cheeks jiggling for her with every blow, she just couldn't resist going back to groping them again. Oh yes, every so often in between the blows, Anna would grab onto one or both of those meaty cheeks, and start to slide her hands all over them. Sometimes one, but mostly both, as it was just too much booty for a single hand, she thought with a wicked chuckle.

Oh God yes, there was just too much booty. Her favourite big black booty. And now it was hers, all hers. Well, it had been hers for a while now, and they both knew it, but the proud, stubborn Beyonce had desperately tried to deny it. Something she would no longer be able to do after tonight, Anna promised herself that.

Beyonce didn't see how she could deny it anymore. She had been broken. Oh God, she had been broken. To her credit, it'd taken months of butt fucking, spankings and other humiliations, and she had fought it every step of the way. But she just couldn't recover from losing her anal cherry. The thing she had given up freely, without much of a fight. Oh God, Beyonce was so ashamed of that fact.

Of all of it, really. And all that humiliation only added to her enjoyment at this point, making Anna's words ring true, that now she really was a broken anal loving bitch. Anna's little anal loving bitch. Which again, made her blush furiously, but it wasn't something she could deny. And she probably wouldn't be able to deny it ever again.

Instead, it seemed like this would be her fate, just another submissive little bitch who loved being bent over the knee of a more dominant woman. She never thought that it would be over the knee of tiny little Anna Kendrick, but again, that only added to her twisted enjoyment. Oh yes, Beyonce loved the fact that her new Mistress was the kind of tiny little white girl which she had so loved breaking over any other.

Oh God, what would those white bitches think when they saw their mighty Black Mistress, bend over for someone who looked like them? Something which her new Little White Mistress had promised would happen real soon, and for better or for worse Beyonce believed her.

These things mostly discouraged her from her current humiliation. Well, that and the fact that the frequent pauses in between blows, gave her plenty of time to recover, especially when Anna... her Little White Mistress, was caressing her meaty cheeks.

And then there was the fact that Beyonce now knew from experience that her Little White Mistress was using only a fraction of the speed and strength she was capable of. Which she was doing no doubt to tease her, but mostly to provide more enjoyment for herself. Something Beyonce was very much guilty of doing herself, back when she had been the Dom keeping her sub in line with a nice little spanking.

Eventually of course, the speed and the force behind the blows was increased, and the pauses in between were phased out, so that Anna could give her a brutal butt beating. The type of which would have made the old Beyonce very impressed, and maybe even proud of the Little White Mistress. Well, she still was, even if she was now on the receiving end. Or maybe especially because she was now on the receiving end?

Honestly, it was kind of hard to think when it came to receiving these brutal blows, as she was just overwhelmed with pain and shame. And yet, through it all, it was a part of her continued enjoying it. Something which was proven by how very wet her pussy was, as it continued pressing against the thigh of the other girl.

Anna was very aware of that, which was the thing which pushed her into dishing out the rough butt beating. That fact, and she was aching to brutalize this big bottom in a way which was more mutually pleasurable. Oh yes, Anna wanted to give the mighty Beyonce what she really came here for. Which was of course, to get the inside of her booty destroyed. First though, Anna needed to finish destroying the outside of it.

So that's exactly what she did, increasing the speed and the force of her blows until she was using every ounce of her strength to pulverize that big fat ass, and phased out the brakes in between. Which was another thing which had to be humiliating, because of the wonderful reactions she got from it.

Maybe especially the way those cheeks jiggled like jelly with seemingly every blow. Although there was definitely something to be said for the sound of flesh smacking off flesh, and the loud cries that the once mighty Beyonce was now constantly letting out. And of course, those meaty cheeks gradually turned dark red, under the force of the assault.

Something which Anna couldn't resist staring at for a few long seconds, when she finally did stop the punishment. Then she reached out and caressed some of that pain away, and gave her new bitch some more time to recover, before giving her what she really wanted. Or more accurately, starting to prepare properly for it.

"Take off all your clothes." Anna ordered softly, delivering one more hard blow to emphasize her words, "Mmmmmmmm yeah, strip for me, my little Chocolate Princess. Show me that amazing body of yours."

"Yes, my Little White Mistress." Beyonce replied immediately, and slowly and awkwardly obeyed, which was understandable, after what she'd been through.

Once the black goddess was standing there in all her glory Anna just had to stare at her for a few long seconds, before grinning wickedly, "Mmmmmmmm fuckkkkkkkkkk yeahhhhhhhhhh, that's real nice. Now, give us a twirl. Come on, turn all the way around. Ooooooooooooh yesssssssss, shake that bootylicious booty at me! Ohhhhhhhhhh fuck yeah, show me the thing YOU want me to fuck sooooooooooo bad! Oh yes, you know what your Little White Mistress likes to see, huh? Huh? Oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, mmmmmmmmm fuck, now turn around. Come on, all the way. All the fucking way! Oh fuck, good girl. Now bend over like a good little anal whore, and give me that big fat ass! Yesssssssssssss, bend over like the anal bitch you are! You know the drill."

"Yes my Little White Mistress." Beyonce quickly replied and obeyed, scrambling to position herself on all fours in the centre of the bed.

Of course, Anna went with her, timing it perfectly, so she could keep an eye on that big black booty. God, she couldn't believe that the mighty Beyonce Knowles had just shook her money maker in her face, without needing to be asked, literally begging for a butt fucking with that heavenly body of hers. And she did it again once she was settled in the new position, which literally had Anna, whimpering with overwhelming lust.

Luckily, this was far from her first rodeo, and while she was literally drooling at the incredible prize in front of her, she automatically took off her own clothes, and then retrieved a nice big strap-on, and some lube, so she could use that fat ass for it's intended purpose.

Given the passionate anal poundings she had previously given this butt busting top turned anal loving bottom, Anna was confident that she could shove this big dick straight up that big fat ass, and Beyonce would probably love it. Especially when she literally came here looking for a brutal butt busting. Of course, Anna just couldn't resist the urge to devour that big booty.

So she kneeled down behind her prey, and after admittedly a few long seconds of groping those giant globes, she pulled them apart to admire her little late night snack. The tiny top licked her lips at that wonderful sight, before diving her head downwards to devour that tasty treat, moaning loudly and happily as she did so.

Beyonce gasped out loudly in pleasure as Anna buried her pretty little white face in between those big black butt cheeks, her Little White Mistress holding that position for a few long seconds, suffocating herself in booty. She then pulled back, just for a second to take a breath, before repeating the process, and then rubbing her face all over that big black ass.

Which was ironically the kind of thing that Beyonce used to force upon tiny little white girls like this, to reinforce her dominance. Now little Anna Kendrick was using it to remind the once strong and powerful Dom that she could do whatever she wanted to do to her. Which was humiliating, and yet so very hot. And that was the problem.

She continued finding a decent amount of pleasure in what the tiny white girl was doing to her, maybe especially when Anna finally spread those cheeks apart with both her hands and began sliding her tongue up and down her butt crack, clearly settling in for a long, drawn-out rim job. Which was another thing which used to be a sign of Beyonce's dominance, and it was easy to mistake it for that given Anna was obsessed with her big booty, and loved to give her the longest rim jobs possible.

And this was certainly no exception, the little white girl spending a full minute sliding her tongue over her ass crack, before ultimately focusing up on her ass hole. However, Beyonce just couldn't forget what this was for. That this wasn't simply worship, but preparation. Preparation for the thing that she had come here for.