Chapter 2: Leviticus Reorganizes the Anglins' Lives
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AUTHOR'S NOTE
: So far in the story. Leviticus Johnson is a magnificent, black giant. 6'4", 58-inch chest, 30-inch waist. Huge muscles; huge nipples; huge balls full of superior African American cream; and a huge, heavily veined, dark black cock. He prowls the upscale malls in wealthy Dallas suburbs, finding very rich white women and sometimes couples, to do things to for money.
The Anglin's have been married for 10 years. Wife Diana is an exotic beauty, who is perfect and natural from head to toe. She is 5' 41/2", 36-C, 115 pounds, an exquisite olive-skinned beauty of mixed ancestry. She is desired by all who see her. Diana grew up fast in a dusty, West Texas town, on the wrong side of the tracks. She did what she had to do from a very early age until she met Wade Anglin. Wade, 20 years her senior, is tall, handsome, good natured, and utterly, filthy, inherited-money rich. He took her out of a dead-end job in a shitty diner, and whisked her off to a mansion in Dallas. He married her just before she turned 19. She was the real pretty woman.
Diana and Wade saw Mr. Johnson at the upscale Galleria Mall in north Dallas and his appearance literally stopped them in their tracks. Two hours later, they were all headed to the Anglin mansion in the Anglins' new Mercedes. Wade was driving with a raging hard-on as Mr. Johnson did things to his now-naked, beautiful, very hot, very wet young wife.)
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For a man with little formal education during the traditional years, Leviticus Johnson was blessed with great business acumen and organizational skills. The way he managed his money and his life were testament to that.
But Mr. Johnson did understand the value of education, and had successfully completed courses in economics, business, and finance, among others, at a prestigious Dallas-area university. He used his innate abilities and academic teachings to manage his personal finances, and had proven to be a savvy businessman.
It didn't take him long, just three days in fact, to completely reorganize the Anglins' home. After what was realistically a honeymoon for two days with the beautiful wife, Diana, Leviticus had used his position of superiority over Wade Anglin to convince him to open a joint checking account. Mr. Johnson's was the second name on the account, and together, he and Wade made an initial deposit of $250,000. It was, he told Wade, his "walking around money." The submissive husband's reward was that he was allowed to do things to Mr. Johnson's long, thick, ebony cock in the front seat of his new Mercedes.
After the short-term finances were handled, Leviticus evaluated the personnel employed by the Anglin estate. There were two housekeepers working alternate days, a cook, stable hand, and a small crew of landscapers. All three groundskeepers were illegal aliens, only one spoke English. Mr. Johnson gave all but the grounds crew a six month paid leave and sent them on their way. He didn't want the landscaping to deteriorate for fear that it might raise suspicions.
That done, Leviticus called two trusted friends of his to complete the reorganization. The first was his best friend Jeremiah Logan -- Doctor Jeremiah Logan. Dr. Logan was 75 but looked years younger and had some admirable skins on the wall. He graduated from the University of North Carolina, and then attended Duke University School of Medicine. His specialty was Psychiatry. For years he had a thriving practice in New York City, and held a tenured position on the faculty of New York University.
Dr. Logan, a widower, has four children, 9 grandchildren, and two great grandchildren. He is retired from his practice and from NYU, but still does special consults, and has a very small practice in Dallas.
He learned of Leviticus Johnson before he actually met the man. His first two patients in Dallas, through some unbelievable coincidence, were white men whose wives had fallen under the spell of "a magnificent black giant." He had changed both of their lives forever.
Curious, Dr. Logan initiated a meeting with Mr. Johnson, and the two became instant, fast friends. Leviticus and the doctor had similar dark sides and very dark skin as well. The men shared their secrets and laughed often and heartily through a leisurely dinner as they discussed their conquests, and the white folks they used.
For years, Dr. Logan had enjoyed dominating whiteys. He wasn't gay, but he had no reservations about stripping a white man down to completely break him down. He had touched many white genitals in the process of controlling and humiliating, and he had received more blow jobs than he could count from his patients because he was benevolent to an extent and they needed to taste him so bad.
His hobby was all about superiority not homosexuality, and about helping white folks realize their true place in life. He started slow and was very controlled while his wife was alive, but when his beloved passed away, he picked up the pace considerably.
Leviticus called Dr. Logan on Sunday because he really needed to get Wade out of the way. Jeremiah showed up Monday evening with an SUV full of equipment and did just that. Wade's first job for the doctor was to offload the things which would be used on him. Mr. Anglin was naked and straining as he moved the heavy boxes. Doctor Logan was obviously an expert, and the timid husband was more than a little afraid.
Mr. Johnson's second call was to his former sixth grade teacher, Miss Rose. He worshipped her when he was her pupil. She was the only person who ever cared enough about him to make him work hard to reach his full potential.
Never beautiful, but always elegantly attractive, Miss Rose was an eyeful. In her youth, she stood 6' 2" and, while voluptuous, had a perfect hourglass figure. The years had treated her well.
She had an ageless face framed by elegantly coiffed gray hair, and while age had shrunk her at least two inches, with heels she could still look Leviticus in the eye. She was heavier now by 20 pounds, and her gigantic bosom must have grown two cup sizes, but the hourglass shape was still very much in tact.
The two had kept in close touch over the years, exchanging visits, and sharing the most intimate details of their lives. She had never married and had no close living relatives, so it was no problem for her to get on the first plane headed to DFW from New York.
Leviticus treated her to first class seating and his service had a limo waiting when the wheels touched down. When he delivered Miss Rose to the Anglin estate, the driver also brought a trunk filled with clothes and accessories that Mr. Johnson had requested be picked up at his home.
Now the gang was all here, and they went efficiently to work.
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Leviticus couldn't resist reliving the weekend in his mind. It had been very special indeed. Throughout the day and into the night Saturday, Diana had fallen head over heels in love with her beautiful Black Master. Everything about him -- his huge muscles, his huge nipples, his huge hands, his huge cock – turned her on as she had rarely been turned on before.
And his technique, a wonderful combination of pain, pleasure, and humiliation had her literally eating out of his hand. When they were in bed, she felt so very small as she curled against him. Diana was his beautiful little girl and he kept her moaning for hours upon hours. She still came before Leviticus could penetrate her completely, but then, most white women did.
