My name is Jan, and those of you who know me in real life know me as a professional woman, a wife, mother, volunteer in and leader of youth groups and every sort of school or church related activity, the perfect image of wife and mother. I am 46 years old, with red shoulder length hair that went curly with my second pregnancy, blue eyes that are striped with all the layers of blue from ice white to royal, and a generous smiling mouth. I dress to conceal, as I have never been comfortable with people staring at my body. I stand five foot four, with 48DD breasts and nipples so prominent I double pad my bras just to keep them from distracting even through my work, golf style, company shirts. I have muscular legs which I think are too thick, but are all muscle, and a heart shaped ass. I have been a good and faithful wife for twenty years, and never have I flirted or let on that I had, let alone was consumed by, the fires of a sexuality that has been growing stronger with each passing year.
In the end, I fell by accident.
A simple Halloween costume tear resulted in the accidental discovery both of my submissive nature, and interracial cravings. Now while sixty of my closest friends enjoy a community party on one side of the fence, I am being led on collar and leash, on all fours, to service five hard handed black oil sands workers. I have never felt so alive.
Dereck walked me like he was training me to heel, stopping randomly, causing Isaac or Jerrod to give a laughing swat with their willow switches to my ass or hanging tits when I failed to heel properly. When we did stop, surprisingly gentle hands roamed freely over my married white ass, or stroked my dripping wet sex to cheerfully sniff and joke about bitches "going into heat"
They were openly groping themselves, five hard bulges of terrifying size were surrounding me, and I prepared myself for a brutal fucking that would stretch me out like childbirth in reverse. What happened next was far, far more powerful and life changing.
When Dereck got to the stairs, I began to try to crawl down the concrete stairs only to have Dereck choke up on the leash and administer a quick swat to my ass.
"Sit Jan"
He pulled up on the collar and I found myself looking up at a sea of grinning black faces, and Dereck, whose face was not serious , but disappointed.
"Whose slut are you?" Derek's voice was soft, gentle, calming like to a child or pet.
"Your slut Sir" I answered honestly, that part I knew, accepted, and understood.
Reaching down, he grabbed me behind my head and under one arm and hoisted me to my feet like I was a small child or doll, not a full figured woman. Brining his beer to my lips he instructed me to drink while he explained things.
"Jan, you are my slut, my hot little married white bitch, that means as your owner, I am responsible for you. I am not letting you get cut or bruised on these hard concrete stairs. We may discipline you from time to time as part of your training, and we will use you hard and long, but baby, you have to know. I mean you have to accept deep down in your heart, that I will never let any harm come to you."
The beer which washed Dereck's cum out of my mouth was not nearly so heady as those words. I felt my body respond, so powerfully, so deeply. Fear and the tension that came with it faded, the tenseness that had crept into my muscles went with it. Dereck held my head in his broad black hands and drew me to him for the tenderest kiss. His arm pulled my body to him and I felt his great black belly settle underneath my breasts, as my hands began to explore his sides and hard back. I lost track of time as he kissed me as no white man had ever kissed me, until at last he gently pulled on my leash to pull me out of the kiss.
"Now baby, you are going to let Isaac, Jerrod, Tony and Mack show you how they are going to take care of you, while I go open up the play room. "
Turning to Isaac he continued "Carry her down Isaac, we don't want her getting too drunk on black kissing to make it down the stairs"
Isaac tugged me close with a fist in the leash and kissed me hard, strong black hands pulling me against his hardness with a firm grip on my pale whit ass. I felt my mind tuning out as Isaac played my body. Kissing me, pulling back my red hair to expose my throat and kissing and sucking that so hard he left a mark, the first of many that night. When he claimed my breasts for manhandling and sucked the nipples so very well that I tried mounting his jean clad thigh for relief.
They passed me back and forth, at one point Jerrod dropped to his knees and parted my ass cheeks to rim me with a tongue that belonged on a twenty foot tall giraffe, not a six foot tall black man. Tony laughed when I came, whimpering into Tony's mouth as Tony French kissed my face, and Jerrod frenched my ass so hard I had my first anal stimulation only orgasm. I was almost legless with desire when Isaac finally picked me up and carried me downstairs.
The play room had couches on three sides, a big screen TV on the fourth. There were pillows scattered all over a floor of gym matt. There were lights and cameras focused on all three sides
Isaac placed me gently on my feet and handed Dereck the leash. He smiled and pointed gently to the ground, and I smiled and knelt.
"Well Mrs Jan __________, this is our play room. This is where good little white girls come to explore life outside what they are supposed to want. Here girls get used in all holes, get passed around, made to cum over and over, and end up begging us to do things to them they would never admit they wanted. We give you the chance to step out of their world and live the dream, they give us their bodies as our toys. Is that why you are here today?"
