We walked up the stairs; my master bade me to stop after a few steps and roughly grabbed my hair at the bottom of my neck and pulled my yearning body closer to him. As much as the mysterious, sexy blonde had made me cum, I still needed his hard, big, black cock fucking my cunt. I craved his hot, creamy cum rushing down my throat, to fulfill the hunger I felt for it. My master pulled my body to him, my bare tits scraping on his jacket, making me cry out in need. He laughed as I almost cried for wanting his cock in me.
He pulled my body hard against his, knowing I could never be close enough to his hard, strong black body. My white skin shone against his dark suit and skin. He quickly lowered his mouth to mine and fucked my mouth with his tongue, making my already trembling and horny body even more so.
The rough fabric of his shirt was rubbing across my naked breasts, making my nipples throb with desire, and my pussy clench with need. I moaned into his mouth, wanting him to take me on the stairs, to fuck me like the slut I always had been. I loved black cock; something about black men made me want to submit.
I had been submissive from the time I lost my virginity, so of course I had had white masters, but this master my first black master held me completely. I would do anything to feel his cock inside my body in some form. My master finally released my mouth from him, “do you want my cock whore?” he snarled at me. “Yes master”, I replied with my head down. “You shall have it, and more than you can handle before the night is over, but first you must accept your punishment.” He told me sternly. I said nothing, I knew he wanted no answer from me. He lifted my chin to make me look him in the eye, staring into me, as he loved to do.
Finally we continued upstairs, with my master reaching out at times to play with my nipples, pussy, or ass as we walked up the seemingly endless flights of stairs. I was so wet and horny, I could have cum in an instant, and my master was well aware of that fact. We finally reached the room, and after unlocking the door, my master roughly shoved me inside and onto my knees. I kneeled on the floor, hands behind my back pushing my large white breasts towards my black master. He smiled, loving my submission. But he suddenly looked angry, and I knew my punishment would be coming soon.
I shivered anticipating his hand slapping my ass, or him fucking my mouth without mercy. I loved my punishments, and my master knew it. “You came without permission, slut. You know better than that. I should take my cock from you, let you suffer with your wet pussy, and no relief all night.” He smirked as he threatened me. I was so worried and afraid that he would do as he threatened, he had yet to deny me his black cock, and I hoped now would not be the time.
“No, that won’t do. My cock wants your whorish white pussy closing around my cock as much as you want my black dick to ream your hot cunt. That is what you want?” “Yes master, I want your black cock inside me, fucking me, making me completely yours” I begged him. “Where do you want my cock, bitch?” he angrily replied. “Where ever you desire Master”, this was the answer he wanted I know. He smiled, pleased that I knew his desires so well. He reached down and roughly pulled me to my feet, pulling me towards the king sized bed.
He held me back as he sat down and then patted his lap for me to lie down. As I moved towards him, I had my hands on the waist of my skirt, not knowing if he wanted me naked. My panties had been divested of downstairs at some point, so I only had on the ripped lace shirt, black miniskirt, and garter on. My master lightly shook his head no; wanting me clothed. So I lay myself on his thighs, anxiously waiting for my punishment.