Atie Goes Blac

CHAPTER 6: NEW LIFE

The two weeks seemed to take forever. We had agreed I would not come out to the farm until the end of that time and my life was ready to be changed completely. Friday evening I stood in the middle of what was very soon to be my former apartment. I was naked. It seemed only right. I had left my former job a few hours early having nothing else to do there. I was moving out the next morning and the room was stacked with boxes filled with the things from an old life I was taking to a new life. One life to another didn't look like much as I scanned the empty apartment. All the furniture was sold or given away at bargain prices. The boxes contained clothes, some kitchen items I felt the guys were missing, and personal things. Without a room of my own, I wasn't sure how I would display them.

Satisfied I was ready for Jay's arrival in the morning with his pickup, I opened a box I had left in a spot I could easily get into. I took out three items and reclined on the carpeting of the tiny living room. I giggled out loud at the thought that this was going to be one of the last things I did in this apartment besides what I was sure to be a restless night of sleep. I opened the tube of lubrication, spread it over the anal beads, then some onto and into my asshole. I remembered how much I had to struggle to insert them when I began this journey. The first few beads slipped in with little pressure and I continued until most of the toy was inside my ass. I then picked up the third item, my black vibrating dildo. Why I had decided on black back then must have been subconscious but now black was the only cock I was interested in fucking.

I fucked myself into an orgasm with the vibration from my pussy flowing into my ass, turned the vibrator high, and continued through another and another orgasm until I couldn't hold the toys any longer. But the vibrator continued to work its magic until I yanked it out and curled into a protective ball, pulled the lone remaining blanket over me, and sank into a sleep I hoped would carry me to the next morning where my new life awaited.

* * * *

There was a knock on the door at about 8:00 AM. I peeked out and then opened the door wide. The look on Jay's face was priceless.

"Am I early?" he asked as his eyes scanned my naked body which, at this point, wasn't unusual to see but this time not expected.

I grabbed him and pulled him inside. His quick glance around told him I was ready but for some reason still not dressed. I began pulling his shirt up and off, "I want to thank you, again, when we can be alone." He looked puzzled. I stopped and looked into his eyes. "Jay, I REALLY want to thank you for starting all this." I kissed him and began working his belt. "You could have handled that first night any number of ways and I wouldn't have responded the way I did. I owe this all to you ..."

I lowered to the floor as I pulled his jeans and underwear down his legs and took his long cock into my mouth. "You're really happy to be the slut to four men, aren't you?" His comment/question was more marvel than anything else.

I released his cock from my mouth and helped him off with his shoes and socks before finishing his jeans. I stopped to look up at his hard black body which was impossible without also seeing his hardening black cock. "Jay ... why are you a carpenter? You're smart, you could have been any number of different things."

My hand was now stroking his cock and I kissed the head as he looked at me before answering. "My dad had a little shop in the garage. I spent hours out there trying to make different things and generally succeeding even with the limited tools. He said I had a gift for wood." I could see in his eyes he was back in that time, with good memories with his dad. "It felt like it was me ... it made me feel fulfilled."

I stood up and pressed my naked white body into his naked black body. "Exactly," I replied. "It sounds crazy, I know, but having your four big black cocks use me gave me that feeling."

"Oh, Katie ... you're going to be fucked so much."

I giggled as I pulled him down to the carpeted floor. "Promise?" He laughed and thrust his hard cock into my wet pussy. We fucked through multiple positions for almost an hour before we both came. If I was going to have a memory of the apartment, that fuck would be it.

* * * *

I followed Jay in his truck through the city and out the other side into the country. It was almost as if the miles of passing the city proper and driving through suburbs to the country stripped off layers of my past tensions, disappointments, and struggles. It didn't feel like more layers were being added in their place but instead that I was being laid bare for open discovery and experience. By the time we reached the closed gate to the farm, I was jittery with excitement for what lay ahead.

Jay stopped the truck in front of the gate, got out, inserted the key, walked the gate open, and drove through far enough that both our vehicles were free of the gate. After relocking the gate, he stopped at my open window and stood there. I looked up at him, my expression showing my question: what?

"Aren't you forgetting something?" he asked.

I thought about it puzzled, then ... the agreement? My mind repeated the rules back to me until it came to Rule number 8: I will be naked most of the time. Within the boundaries of the property, I will always be naked unless directed otherwise.

'Naked within the boundaries of the property'. I was anticipating stripping upon entering the house like on the weekends, but it hadn't said the house as I was thinking. That was the weekends ... that was play ... this is now real ... this is my black cock slut life.

I pulled the handle on the door and stepped out. "I'm sorry, sir. You're correct, I was thinking house but Rule 8 clearly defines property where I will be naked." As I said it, I was pulling my tee shirt up and off. He smiled as he saw my naked breast appear. The same was going to be true when I stripped off my shorts. I smiled because I had prepared for that, "Rule 9, sir, does not allow me to wear underwear."

Approaching the buildings I saw the other three men on the porch. Jay drove to the steps of the porch over the grass while Jerome came down and pointed to the shed where there was an empty space. I was confused but followed him. He told me my car would get less use than the trucks and van and it might as well be covered. They would figure something out for the odd one eventually.

I gathered up my discarded clothes and dropped them on top of the single box I had in the car but Jerome took them from me. I reached over the box in his arms and kissed him as thanks. I walked carefully across the hard-packed dirt of the drive area to the grass and up to the guys gathered around Jay's truck. They were pulling boxes off the tailgate and Gary started up the steps.

"Office Manager, we want to show you something," he called back to me.

I was grabbing a box myself when Toby who was right behind Gary commented, "Today's not a workday ... slut." They all laughed and I joined in as I followed. I had two titles, I mused, and I felt like I had a lot to learn about both.

I was surprised when I saw Gary leading the line into the office. My mouth dropped open as I stood looking at the room while Gary came back to me to take the box from me and stack it on the floor with the others. They had rearranged the office furniture, knock out a wall into the downstairs bathroom and some other space I couldn't remember.

They stood smiling at me and were clearly pleased with my surprise. "You're not going to have much privacy, but we thought you should have your own space, Katie. The closet there should handle your clothes. The bathroom is full with a shower ... you may need a lot of showers." They laughed and I hadn't stopped smiling. "The bathroom still has a door on the other side for general use but has a lock on it for those ... personal moments." I went around the group kissing each with heartfelt appreciation. I may be a slut for them to be used as they wish when they wish, but this act of thoughtfulness reinforced volumes to me about the character of these men.

They suggested I take the time to unpack and organize but I argued against that. "Thank you, sirs, but ..."

Gary put up his hand to stop me, "Where did the 'sirs' come from? We didn't require that."

I smiled shyly, "No sir, you didn't but for me, it reflects my position as your slut and the respect and trust I have for all four of you that allows me to freely and completely be your slut."

They looked at each other, shrugged, and nodded, so I continued, "I'm your slut, sirs. Over the weekends, you decided I was worthy of being your slut and I definitely desired that with my heart and body. To be open and frank ... it's been two weeks and all this slut has had available is a few toys and fingers. I know, as your slut, my needs are not paramount to yours, and I am sorry for speaking of my needs, but your black cock slut desperately needs to be ravaged by your four big black cocks."

They laughed, actually laughed, then Gary added, "Katie-slut ... we just hope our four will keep you satisfied."

"Don't forget, sir, I'm 24/7. The weekends have shown me you are plenty capable of doing that."

They decided to christen my office. It may be my office to manage the firm and it may be my space but it was only personal to the extent that I could decorate it as I pleased and have my stuff in it. No place in the house, shed, barn, or property was not subject to my being used for their pleasure and satisfaction.

It was as if they had this planned all along and maybe they did. They quickly stripped, casting their clothes in piles around the room and on top of my boxes. Gary approached me and told me to jump. I smiled, I've done this with them before including that night at the abandoned gas station.

I jumped into his arms expecting another wild ride on a cock. He held my butt with one hand while I provided most of the support with my arms around his neck and legs around his waist. I felt his cock at my pussy and released some tension in my arms to settle down over his cock. Then, with both hands on my butt, he moved me in small movements up and down.

He nodded behind me, then asked, "Katie ... we've all had your ass, cunt, and mouth ... yeah, by the way, we have a couple modifications to the agreement to discuss with you ... but, have you ever had both your cunt and ass fucked at the same time?" I shook my head. Double penetration. The very idea has scared me much less with cocks like theirs. He turned 90 degrees so I could see the desk. "For your information, there is a tube of lubrication in the top right drawer of your desk."

I followed his eyes to see Jerome opening that very drawer and removing the said tube. I shivered at the implication and more as Jerome began applying it to his hard cock, squeezing some onto two fingers, and approaching us. I glanced at Jay and Toby, both were smiling and I had a feeling they definitely had this planned to do at some time.

I felt the lube being pressed at my asshole, then his fingers worming inside past my sphincter and saw back and forth while Gary continued to lift and lower my ass on his cock. How was this going to work? Could it even work? That I hadn't done it before or was nervous about didn't matter, though. I remembered Rule 2, I will NEVER refuse sex from the four black men referenced above. My body, all my holes, will be available always to them. I was theirs to use as they wished while keeping me safe. That was what I had agreed to. I pressed my lips to Gary's. Then I looked over my shoulder at Jerome.

"You'll try to be gentle, won't you, sir?"

"Yes, Katie," he replied as he positioned his lubricated cock to my lubricated asshole. "It will be tight but we are going to do this and there will be some force to do it. But, yes, we will be as gentle as we can."

Tight? Hell, their cocks in my ass were tight. With one in my pussy ... I took a deep breath at feeling the cock pressing insistently at my tight hole. I repeated everything I had learned about anal and began to relax. Yes, this would be tight, this isn't my first anal. I can do this!

I relaxed and told Jerome to do it. He pressed harder, then a little harder. I felt my sphincter expanding, resisting, but expanding, opening. Suddenly, he was inside and I cried out. Two big cocks in my body and the feeling was beyond merely filled, this was stuffed, overstuffed by cock. But, he was in. He pulled back an inch and thrust up three or four, repeated several times until I felt him fully inside me. I was clutching Gary in front of me and both had stopped moving their cocks. They were giving my body a chance to recover, to allow my stretched holes to relax just a little.

They didn't pause long, though. Together they lifted me up their poles. Both of my holes felt so stuffed by cock that I felt everything about their big cocks as I was lifted inch by inch up. Jerome behind me held my ass while Gary in front had me by the thighs. When it felt like I was at the top, the heads only remaining inside, they let go. Maybe not entirely but effective as gravity pulled me back down over their cocks, driving them deep, both at the same time, both just as deep and just as quickly. I cried out, a cry of surprise and an overwhelming pleasure surge, too. I held onto Gary as the two of them moved my body up and down with increasing speed. Then they stopped with their cock barely inside me. I waited, anticipated, my breathing coming in short, raspy clutches and pants. I waited for them to drop me, again. Instead, they moved me up and down only a few inches. I relaxed and at that moment of sensing me relax, they removed their hands under me and only at the last possible moment pressed their bodies tightly together to clamp me to a stop, seated only on two cocks in my ass and pussy. I shuddered violently and crashed into orgasm.

Their hands were underneath me, again, and their cocks still moving short amounts. Then, it started all over, again. It wasn't long, though, this time that they both climaxed. It was Jerome in my ass first, pumping a huge load of cum into my ass. Gary was very shortly after, still while Jerome was spurting his cum, that Gary filled my pussy with a like amount of cum.

My arms released their hold around Gary's neck and I sagged back against Jerome. I was limp, a lifeless body with two holes full of black cock and cum.

They slowly and carefully raised me up and off their cocks and stood me on the floor. Jay and Toby were there waiting and ready. They supported me, my legs ... heck, entire body ... felt wobbly. My mind hadn't even registered the question of what they might have in mind, separate or something together. I was lifted again into Jay's arms and the same thing started all over, again. Two standing DP's as a way of christening my office and me as their 24/7 slut.

"Katie ... are you okay?" I shook my head and tried to focus. It wasn't that I had gone out as much that everything seemed fuzzy. The guys were standing around me and I was in one of the chairs by the desk. They must have put me there after ... after ... two big cock DP's.

I looked at them embarrassed. Is this any way for a slut to behave? "Wow, guys ... I mean ... WOW." They stood in front of me watching with concern but with my response that changed to smiles and relief. "I've never," I added, "and I mean NEVER experienced anything like that." I smiled and shook my head, again. "But, I think I might have said the same thing a few times already."

They laughed. "We were a bit concerned, Katie," Gary offered. "When your body just shook and you were muttering things we couldn't understand ..."

I smiled and wanted to regain some measure of image for them that I was their slut and not some damsel in distress. "Thanks, but I'm fine. Just overload, I think. My first DP was two in a row and big cocks at that." Those big cocks were hanging limply between their thighs. I pushed myself up and moved to the desk and sat behind the laptop connected to a monitor. "I seemed to recall a comment you guys have some modifications to the agreement?" I opened it and pushed the power button. This one looked different than the one I remembered Gary using. I would learn this was new and Gary had spent time transferring all the business information to my new computer. The computer desktop was a mess of files which he said I could sort into folders and relocated as I preferred.

Gary led the way with his finger to a document entitled, 'BC Slut2'. That looks like the one. I opened it and scrolled down the very familiar document to the end of my rules. There I found two new ones in red waiting for my acceptance. I scrolled using the pressure pad a little further to see the signature lines empty on this version.

I read out loud:

12. Reference to body parts and activity shall be graphic. References such as 'pussy, breasts, penis, rectum' will be substituted by 'cunt, tits, cock, asshole'. Other reference corrections will be made along the way.

13. Dress during office time (8:00 AM to 4:30 PM, Monday through Friday) will be different than other times while in the house and on the property. While during other times of the day and on weekends I will be naked while on the property, during work I will adhere to the designated 'Work Attire':

◦ High heels, not less than 4-inch spike heels;

◦ Sheer stockings that may be thigh-high or a garter belt. The stocking's color may vary but should be coordinated with the heels and garter belt (if used). When leaving the property during these times for business purposes, an approved dress shall be worn over only these items.

The guys were standing in front of the desk, even Gary now. They watched my reaction. Of all the rules, these wouldn't be difficult to live by. Except, "I don't have a problem but I don't think I have ..."

"Have the clothes to satisfy the stockings and heels and might be approved by us?" Gary finished for me. "We anticipated that. Inside the middle drawer is a file. You'll find several things you'll need but one is a company credit card. We all have one to be used for supplies, gas, shared groceries, etc. All receipts are turned in to you in a simple expense form type thing to provide an explanation for accounting and tax purposes. Regarding your clothing needs ... we'll go through your closet later today and get rid of or store anything we don't approve of." I looked at them nervously. That might be all of it or certainly a lot. I hadn't thought about dressing like a slut before then. "Tomorrow we're going shopping." I smiled. It wasn't the idea of shopping but the image of a little white girl me shopping for slut clothes with four big black men. Sure, that's not going to raise eyebrows.

I printed and signed the new document and they signed after me. They were leaving to let me organize ... and rest ... when Jay stopped at the door holding his clothes. "Your bathroom has bath and hand towels. You might want to get a hand towel to sit on." He smiled and left.

I raise up and looked beneath me. Good thing this is fake leather. I was sitting in a pool of leaked cum from my two holes.

The folder in the middle drawer contained keys to the front gate, house, and sheds. A sheet with passwords to the laptop and shared external drive. The mentioned credit card that I assumed I was already approved on lay there and I moved it to my wallet in my purse. There was a printed copy of the 'BLACK COCK SLUT AGREEMENT'. I thought I would find a frame and put that on the wall behind me.

I kept looking up at the boxes while I sorted the files on the desktop into a system that made sense to me. Later I would go through the documents to familiarize myself with them and modify formatting to something more effective and efficient (Gary's suggestion ... he really didn't have much confidence in the way he managed the business side). It made no sense to empty the boxes of clothes into the closet and dresser only to have to pull each item out for review by the guys later. I did, however, empty the other boxes (items for the bathroom and personal things for display or hanging in the office. After a few hours, the office was beginning to look like I belonged there.