Snow Bunny Blacked And Bred Ch 01

Charlotte is an internationally renown model. Harry Dresden's Black Edition is a fourteen-person Crew of ex-models, porn stars and photographers who specialise in taking white female girls as their muse. Their 'shoots' take the muse through a series of authentic scenarios to glean maximum realism for their photo series and videos. The darker, more underhand aim though is to ultimately breed their muses, or snow bunnies as they call them.

This is the story of Charlotte 'Lottie' Fossbrook, directly from the pages of her journal.

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Charlotte's Journal -- Tuesday, August 27th 2024

Things once we'd left the studio were a whirlwind of moments, that, as I took my seat on the plane, between Harry and Jack, the stewardess watching us, watching me, I tried to sort out.

I'd returned upstairs with Harry escorting me to gather my things, including my bag and passport. Marie-Claire, our Studio Manager in Cannes, stayed silent, watching, a whole host of emotions flashing over her face... concern the loudest... so, I said what I could to reassure her, telling her not to worry.

From the studio, bundled into a big black car, once again between Harry and Jack, we headed for their hotel. Their suite was clean, and spacious, filled with the luggage of four men living together.

Harry ushered me in, his body blocking or shielding mine from view until the door closed. That was when Harry pounced. My bag was ripped away, which now contained everything including my phone, and then I was dragged into Harry's body, his arms clamping around me.

"Our original plan was to keep you here, in Cannes overnight before flying out. But you've kept us waiting Lottie, so the plan has been altered. We fly today to Amsterdam and once there, we'll do everything possible to keep you..."

"You can't, Harry. I... I'm well known as a model and I run an internationally known modelling agency and you're what, a bunch of BBC Photographers and former models who've just got together. No, fuck that, I'm not..." The fist which quickly wrapped tightly into my hair stopped my rant, the tingling sting of being held like that enough of a distraction.

"Keep talking like that Lottie," Jack grunted, stepping up behind me, trapping me between two tall hard bodies. "You dare to speak back to us..."

I made a tiny sound, more like a whimper than a protest and scowled at Harry.

"You want to be smart-mouthed, you want to refuse us or deny your place within Black Editon, then you will be punished..."

"Punished?"

"Punished..." Harry and Jack spoke at the same time. "And that starts now. Strip Lottie. Everything off, we have a short deadline before the flight and if you make us wait, it will reflect badly on you later."

I was studio ready, so jeans, a cute, smart shirt and my Converse pumps. So, with the guys watching, I stripped until I stood in a black lace thong.

"Everything, Lottie..."

"No, no wait. We have time, let's have some fun..." Severin offered, looking from me to the others. "Knees Lottie, get back on those cute, slender haunches..."

"No please. Do we really..." I started to complain, the rest of the words ripped from my mouth when Jack shoved me to my knees, then in the same step, offered his thick, long cock to my closed mouth.

"Open...".

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With Jack's seed still glistening wet and ripping from my nose and chin - he'd yanked free from my mouth so he could cum over my face - I was just wiping myself when another guy, one I did know the name of, took Jack's place... and so, when he stepped back, I had sticky white seed dripping from my nipples and chest as well.

My jaw ached, cum pooled in my nose and I smelt like sex, like dirty sex. And that's when Harry handed me the coat in bright pink, yes, bright fucking pink knowing that by wearing it I would draw attention to myself in the airport, and it was clear that they intended me toi be naked underneath.

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Having somehow managed to get through security -- I suspect that Harry knew the security guard and our passing through unscathed had taken a bribe of significant proportions - the plane's take-off was smooth. And as the stewardess announced that it was now free to move around Harry turned to me. "

Open the coat, little cunt," he said, "... and I mean all the way. I want to see your pretty, tight cunt in view until we land..."

"Harry, I can't. We'll get kicked off the flight if I'm caught flashing the other passengers..."

But Harry just grunted. We're not seated in first class with at least some privacy, but instead in regular seating and many pairs eyes are watching us.

"Open the fucking coat, Lottie. Then spread those white thighs, I still want to see your tight pussy..."

I wanted to protest, but held back the words. Opened the belt and pushed the coat open from my cleavage down to my mound... it was as exposed as I could risk. But I kept my knees pressed together... that was until Harry forced a hand between my thighs, pushing my legs apart... for Jack, who shoved two thick fingers inside my pussy while Harry, gripping my leg in a bruising hold, added his own.

And between them, they fucked me until I came, moaning and whimpering loudly in complete view on the full flight.

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For the two-hour flight, they didn't stop for one second.

After making me cum once they quickly did so again, and I only managed to silence myself by biting on my lip, while I squirmed and shook, my hands gripping the armrests until my knuckles showed white through my skin.

"Enough..." I begged, trying to close my legs, to trap my throbbing clit between my thighs so I could ride out my pleasure alone.

And Harry let go, before offering his fingers to my lips so that they could be cleaned... Then Jack too. I sucked and licked them spotless, tasting my orgasm and Jack's from before we left... while all around us, passengers whispered, commenting on our display.

Then we were touching down in Amsterdam, and it was now my time to be Blacked Raw.

TBC