This is a story of non consensual sex with black on white turning to love in the end, in between there is black on white lesbianism too, beware. And once more you people who vilify me for no reason really, please move on. Do you see that, I can talk without being rude and offensive, why can't you?
Sarah was beside herself with excitement, nothing had ever come this way that could top this. She was also very apprehensive; she would be leaving the cocoon that was her immediate family and friends for six months. Her husband had just been seconded by the Kenyan government to their Geology, Archaeology and mining minister's team for teaching purposes to the local teams there.
Stanley was very important man in his own academic world now, he was also a expert witness and you don't get to be one of those if you are a bit on the none learned side. At 45 he was already near the top of his profession and a wanted man all over the world, but this would be their first trip together to another country for this sort of thing.
He was an out going gregarious sort of man, able to chat and hold conversation on all sorts of topics, and he was listened to when he spoke. In the university that he was attached to students came from far and wide to listen, and listen they did to him.
Sarah was more or less the opposite, she was a bit naïve to say the least, tended to see the best in everyone, and always believe what people told her, that was until it became apparent that it hadn't been true and then she would feel very foolish. She had never strayed far from friends and family, at forty years of age, she still needed the guidance and sometimes protection, gullible is what some unkind people called her.
Even her very loving children had spotted that their mom was a cool dude for allowing them to tease her the way they did. They would have her life sometimes, once they dabbed red spots on their faces and fell down in front of her 'dying,' it wasn't until the ambulance turned up that they realised they had gone too far. But their mother had fallen for that and many escapades thought up.
But Sarah had one very distinct advantage over all of friends and foe alike, she was a woman of rare beauty, mixed with a shyness that only enhanced everything about her. Which was why she always needed some looking after, twice in her life she had succumbed to men of easy persuasion, she had been summarily seduced by one of her fathers so called friends, and by a man of her husband's colleague list, who had moved on.
Her husband fortunately never knew of these indiscretions, she had put them to the back of her mind and had more or less forgotten them, but she was always on her guard now, looking and listening for ways and means to detect the hunter of her very fine looks, and equally fine body.
Stanley's students all had the hots for her, she would often have offers put her way at opportune moments, but she was used to that now, she was always flattered, and loved it, but she kept them and herself at a distance.
Sarah was 5ft 8" of statuesque beauty, fine boned, erect, tall in her stance and so elegantly feminine, which was why she was a constant target for the predators in her life, male and some female. Her thick ash blond hair was heavy, yet light, thick yet like strands of silk, tied usually in a bun, but down to her sleek shoulder blades when hanging down.
Her huge eyes were like blue headlights; they could dazzle almost any one and often did. Perfect eyebrows over them, high cheek boned, full lips set of a breath taking facial invite. Long sweeping neck that contoured down to her seemingly slim shoulders, high breasted that still pointed skywards, even after having the obligatory two children.
Her nipples were dark pink nubs of delight, easily brought to the fore with just a soft touch, or even a lucid thought in her lovely head. All this above a still slender waist, and sweeping hips supported by beautiful symmetrical long legs with tiny painted toe nailed feet.
Sarah was well aware of the effect she had had on men and boys from a very early age, having to contend with her older brother's friends, a couple of lecherous uncles, and other various sex seeking hormonal men and boys.
Sarah's naïveté was her greatest detriment, she was always hoping she would not encounter someone who could fool her completely, and maybe even take her away from the man she loved, her husband. So taking the decision to go with him had to be, she would not allow herself to be parted from him.
The Kenyan Minister who Stanley would be working for sent many pictures of the house they would have, it was fabulous. It looked like an old colonial one, with veranda's all round, white pained, fully modernised, a swimming pool, a small gymnasium. He would be provided with a car and a driver, as would Sarah when needed. The house had staff living in quarters at the bottom of the expansive and lush gardens.
There were four of them, all locals who knew anything and everything, one was Sarah's driver and handyman, another was the gardener, pool attendant etc. and two were female house maids, for all her needs, washing, ironing, cooking, and the like.
After a huge party at home, they bade farewell and began their exciting journey into the unknown, their children would stay behind to continue their college training. After the long flight they were met by minister type people, greeted and feted, then driven to their new home for the next six months.
Sarah was in complete awe of it, she had never in her life seen a more beautiful house than this one was. She fell in love with it immediately, she happily went about making it her home, she moved furniture, bought new, and generally altered it without too much fuss. And Stanley who had to spend time away on tours was happy his wife was happy.
The staff loved her, she wasn't bossy, in fact she was doing some of their bidding too. But it all went over her beautiful head, she was obviously revered in no time because of her blond feline beauty. Her husband soon became respected, not only for his undoubted knowledge, but his fairness in dealing with people of lesser stature.
But it was his wife that came in for closer scrutiny from people she actually believed were beneath her, simply because they were black and her servants. She had never mixed with people of a different ethnicity. Sarah was never rude, but just had an air of aloofness, born out of pure misunderstanding ignorance.
But Kamal and David the two black men on her staff were getting it that she was pliable in nature, they sensed that given the right, or wrong leads she could be made to follow. As friends back in the UK thought had that she was naïve, and probably gullible. They began putting it to the test, they and the two maids mentioned native Voodoo, witch doctors, things they did and said. Things they believed in, the power of them. How it was folly to ignore their words, their missives, they pronouncements and prophecy's, to defile them or degenerate them in any way.
It took several weeks, they didn't want to alarm her, or frighten her in any way. But both men, who were far from the simpletons that Sarah thought of them, were now actively looking for a way to capture her and make her yearn for powerful black men, such as they. The answer came from a Walt Disney film, in which they had seen people sprayed with common water and made to believe it was a lotion that could affect their lives.
Kamal who was the dominant of the two men and took the lead in everything they did. They had married twin sisters, and both women were of the voluptuous variety, heavily full breasted, wide of the hips and sensuously sexy with it. Kamal would take David's wife to his bed to share them both when the mood took him. David wasn't very happy about these events, but that's how things were in their kind of life and upbringing.
Both men were big in stature, well over 6ft, big boned, not an ounce of fat on their muscular but slender bodies. They were both heavily sexual, loved constant sex, but Kamal was the champion between the two. When ever Kamal took David's wife, she would arrive back in their tiny apartment glassy eyed and knowing that David could never do to her what Kamal had, although she would never tell him that. But David guessed the result of his wife's night with him.
And David already knew that if they got Missy Sarah, then he would have seconds, Kamal would be the first. Would their plan work on the Massa's wife, they thought. After much thought and planning they hit on a workable plan. Kamal started telling her of a local doctor, who, if he was upset with you, he would spray you with a magic potion that could turn you into a pillar of stone.
The potion made you tingle all over, itch and feel weak, also very sensitive to the touch and in desperate need of close attention from someone who knew how to combat the effects. Sarah actually told her husband of all this, who laughed and poo poo'd it completely. But Sarah wasn't convinced, she was believing in it.
Kamal and David erected a hose pipe full of tiny holes and placed it under the eaves of the veranda at the back of her house outside of her bedroom. After a lot of secret testing they got it just right, on the night in question, knowing Massa would be away for three days and nights. David instructed his wife who was one of the maids to administer a potion into Sarah's after dinner drink.
It was drug that would make her whole body sense even the slightest change in her proximity. The hose pipe was connected to a almost frozen tank of water, and they were ready. Both men and their two wives were full of hope and desire that this would work. Sarah would be theirs to do with what they wished for over four months, unless they stayed longer.
As Sarah retired to her room, they were all vigilant and timing was of the essence. A large handful of soft grit was thrown at her window, followed by wailing and distant screaming. Sarah sat up, her body was suddenly electrified, she tingle and fired all over.
She dashed to her closed veranda doors and peered out, she could see nothing, but she panicked when the wailing kept on. She fled to her inner door and raced out into the hall to be met by Kamal, her large and strong driver. He took her by the arms and asked her what was wrong. Sarah told him in a torrent of words, he could barely hear.
He led her back into what he hoped would be his part time bedroom very soon. Leading her by the elbow he opened the doors and stepped out.
"Have you noticed anything?" he asked. Sarah looked at him with fear in her eyes.
"No just the wailing and something brushed against the windows." She told him timidly.
Kamal went wild eyed, "Oh no," he said, "I think they have sent the mojo after you Missy Sarah."
