Chapter 3 - The Negro
She watched intently as the muscles on the man's buttocks and thighs twitched and tightened, as he lay prostrate before her in expectation. The intensity of expectation in the room heightened.
The girl turned to face us and without speaking, beckoned us forward to the foot of the bed where we stood looking down at the Negro's glistening back and buttocks. She quietly picked up the whip, put a finger to her lips and unleashed a sharp crack across the man's raised buttocks, causing him to let out a sudden, stifled cry.
Smiling, she slowly caressed the tip of the whip slowly up the inside of his legs, allowing it to come to rest on his huge scrotum that was clearly visible between his splayed crotch. She teased the whip again between his buttocks and up across his broad back, finally coming to rest on his muscular shoulders.
The man continued to moan softly as if in anticipation of some instant pain from the whip although he knew not which part of his glistening anatomy was being considered by the girl for attention.
Suddenly, the girl lashed the whip against the black thighs of the Negro again causing him to jerk upward against the handcuffs holding him down. He begged the girl to stop but almost immediately received another sharp lash across his, now reddened, black buttocks.