Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Beyonce Knowles or Tessa Thompson or Teyonah Parris or any other celebrities. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Teyonah Parris was trying to learn her lines for her latest project, and it wasn't going well. She'd worked hard, and earned the success she had been having lately, and now it might go down the drain. Then her Mistresses probably wouldn't want her. Which was why she couldn't start thinking about them. Or about the fact that her ass was plugged and ready for them at a moment's notice. God, she wished they were here right now.
Maybe after a few hours of being their fuck toy, she would be in a better place to learn her lines? Just then there was a knock on her hotel room door, giving her a brief sense of hope. Then she opened the door, and her butt hole quivered with fear around the plug inside of it, when she saw who was standing there.
"Beyonce! Tessa? To, to what do I owe the pleasure?" Teyonah stammered.
"What? You expect us to stand out here, and tell you?" Tessa quipped with a raised eyebrow.
"Of course not." Teyonah blushed, stepping back and holding the door wide open and quickly adding, "Please come in."
"Thank you." Beyonce said dismissively, walking past Teyonah while Tessa did the same shortly afterwards.
Poor Teyonah then had to close the door and stand there awkwardly, while she waited for two of the most dominant women she had ever met to say something first. God, she had found them attractive before, but now she practically melted at the sight of Tessa Thompson and especially the infamous Beyonce Knowles.
Fuck, she loved her Mistresses, but they could never compare these goddesses, and Teyonah wanted dropped to her knees and beg them to top her. At the same time, she wanted to remain loyal to the women who had redefined her understanding of the pleasure she could receive from her own body. Although, as she correctly guessed, she wouldn't have much choice in the matter.
"Can, can I get you something?" Teyonah stammered, "Tea, coffee... maybe something stronger? I have some wine. It's probably not as good as you're used to, but-"
"I've heard some disturbing rumours about you, Teyonah." Beyonce interrupted, slowly approaching her pray while looking her up and down, "I heard you've been a very, very bad girl. A disgrace to our race. A disgrace to me, your Mistress. That you've been bottoming. And worse, bottoming to white women. Even letting them fuck this big fat ass of yours."
Poor Teyonah gasped as Beyonce chose to emphasize her words by smacking Teyonah's ass hard, and then giving it a good squeeze, the telling pause after was causing Tessa to chuckle wickedly and chime in, "See, I told you, Mistress Beyonce. This bitch is nothing but a submissive little slut, who needs to be put in her place once and for all."
"No, please... it isn't, isn't true." Teyonah whimpered pathetically.
"You wouldn't be lying to me, would you Teyonah?" Beyonce questioned, "Because you know I hate that."
"No, Mistress Beyonce, I... I..." Teyonah replied, desperately trying to think of an excuse.
"So you're calling Lizzie Olsen a liar instead, huh?" Beyonce pushed, before explaining, "I fucked that juicy little piece of white ass last night, and she hasn't seen you since wrapping up Wandavision. But she heard you. See, apparently she missed having you inside her ass. But she probably just missed having black cock up her slutty little ass. You know how white girls are. Or maybe you don't, given I gave Lizzie to you to take care of, and she heard you begging your White Mistress to fuck you. Begging the question, were you just indulging in a fantasy? Or has some white girl tried stealing you away from me, huh? Which is it, bitch? Do you have a White Mistress? Or do you just wish you did?"
"Either way, you're a total disgrace, who deserves what's coming to her." Tessa chimed in.
"I... I, I... erm, I..." Teyonah stammered, knowing there was no good answer to that.
"Wow, you don't even have an excuse, huh? Just as well, as I don't want to hear it." Beyonce said coldly, sitting down on the nearby bed, and looking at her pray expectantly, "All I want, is for you to take off your clothes, and bend over my knee like a good girl, so you can get the spanking you deserve. Ooooooooooooooh yesssssssssssss, you wanna be a full time bottom so bad? You can be mine. Or maybe Tessa's?"
"Oooooooooooooh, I'd love that, Mistress Beyonce." Tessa grinned wickedly.
There was a brief pause, then Teyonah lowered her head and whimpered, "Yes, Mistress Beyonce."
This was likely a test. One last chance for Teyonah not to be a complete bottom, something which seemed practically offensive to Mistress Beyonce. But Teyonah just couldn't help it. She tried to be assertive in real life, as she had too, to get the things that she wanted, but when it came to sex, she was very much more comfortable on the submissive side of things.
Which was why she was happy submitting to her White Mistresses. However, at the same time, she was thrilled to get to bottom for the legendary Mistress Beyonce. And maybe Mistress Tessa too. So she did as she was told, slowly stripping off her clothes, and then getting into position for a spanking.
Although she didn't look surprised, this further seem to annoy Mistress Beyonce, hopefully meaning that Teyonah was in for a serious butt beating. Meanwhile, Mistress Tessa seemed delighted by this reaction, and just that she was able to dish out a spanking. Or be able to grab onto Teyonah's super thick ass, and give it a good squeeze and fondle, treating it just like a piece of meat, before the spanking even began.
Hell, even during most of the spanking that big booty was fondled and squeezed, which again, was hardly surprising, but something enjoyed by all. Perhaps especially the submissive black woman, who was receiving such wonderful humiliation.
Beyonce would never understand black bottoms. Most girls only needed a gentle push to submit, and Beyonce couldn't imagine any greater joy than topping a white girl. Then again, she was mostly glad for it, given that there was definitely a thrill to topping girls of all colours. Admittedly, this would mean more if it was Tessa who was bent over her knee, but there would be time enough for that later.
Oh yes, that would happen, Beyonce would make sure of it. For now, she would concentrate on this pathetic excuse for a black woman, who had submitted to her with only a small push. Especially as in the process she got such a big juicy booty to play with. Which she supposed was the advantage to topping black girls.
Given her preference, most of the white girls she topped all had big bottoms, but maybe none could truly be compared to a black bottom of this calibre. God, it felt so good in her hands, and especially good jiggling for her, when it came time to deliver the first hard strike.
Hell, it looked so good, Beyonce delivered several in a row, and then just pulled her hands away, so she could watch those meaty cheeks jiggle for her, before finally returning a hand to them so she could continue greedily groping that big fat ass. Which of course, took some of the pain away, but that was kind of the point, as she wanted to dish out a long, thorough spanking. One which would put Teyonah in her place once and for all.
As much as she wanted Teyonah to succeed as a top, or at least a switch, and had gone out of her way to make sure that it happened, Beyonce had thought there was a good chance they would end up in this position. Which was why this wasn't the first time she had spanked this bitch. However, last time it had been playful throughout, to serve the just a taste of what she could receive if she failed.
It was meant to be a warning, but apparently, it had just pushed Teyonah towards her inevitable submission. Oh well, at least she'd had the presence of mind to take that anal cherry herself, otherwise she really would be angry. In fact, Beyonce like to pretend she hadn't for a few long seconds, towards the end, to motivate her into giving this submissive little slut a real butt beating.
It was kind of hard to maintain that fantasy, given that even when that big fat booty was jiggling like jelly, Beyonce keen eye could just about see the butt-plug buried in between those meaty cheeks. And apparently, a bitch hole would clench down in such a thing during a spanking, maximizing the pain for the submissive little bitch.