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, âdo you want my cock whore?â he snarled at me. âYes masterâ, I replied with my head down. âYou shall have it, and more than you can handle before the night is over, but first you must accept your punishment.â 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. âYou 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.â 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.
âNo, that wonât 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?â âYes master, I want your black cock inside me, fucking me, making me completely yoursâ I begged him. âWhere do you want my cock, bitch?â he angrily replied. âWhere ever you desire Masterâ, 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.
I felt his large hand caressing my tight ass through my skirt, the leather rubbing my ass cheeks making me want to squirm. But I held still, knowing better was going to come soon. His hand left my ass, only to smack back down hard on my left ass cheek. He alternated spanking my ass, hard through my leather skirt. I was soon dripping pussy juice down my thighs once again. He laughed when he reached between my legs and felt my wetness. âAh, so my little pet likes to be spanked, does she?â he said. âYes, Master. I love you to punish me.â I nearly moaned.
He then lightly stroked his fingertip along my pussy lips. Making me shiver, wondering what he was going to do next. Was my punishment over? No. His hand left my pussy long enough to lift my skirt over my ass. I knew he would want my white skin red before he was done. I lay there on his lap, feeling his large cock pressing into my stomach as he stared at my ass, not touching me. I moaned when his hand slammed onto my ass harder than he had ever hit me before. Then he rubbed my ass softly before once again bringing his large hand down hard on my ass again.
He had only hit me five times when he said, âI think this is sufficient for cumming without my permission. Your beautiful white ass is now red.â âThank you, Masterâ I replied. âI deserved to be punished for letting my little white pussy cum like that.â He smiled, knowing how bad I needed to cum now. He lifted me off his lap and sat me beside him on the bed. He stood up, and just stared down at me. My skirt around my hips, showing my shaved wet, pink cunt to him, my big tits hanging out of my torn shirt; nipples hard and aching for him. My master kneeled near the bed, and reached underneath to withdraw a cardboard box.
He uncovered it and withdrew a blindfold, nipple clamps, restraints, and a collar. He put the collar around my neck immediately, and then lowered his beautiful black face to my neck. He bit the side of my neck hard and sucked on the tender skin, he knew I loved for him to leave his mark on my skin. Before the night ended I would have bruises, teeth marks, and hickeys all over my body.
He smiled at me as he removed his mouth from my neck, letting his head slowly lower on my chest, licking and biting my skin as he went. Finally his mouth found my hard nipples. He took one nipple between his strong teeth, and lightly bit my nipple, then harder, until he was biting hard enough to cause me pain. Then my master sucked my nipple deep into his hot mouth, swirling his tongue around my hard pink nipple. His hand was teasing my other breast, fingertips tracing my shape. He soon was squeezing one breast, pinching the nipple, pulling it in his fingers. Mauling my large breasts hard enough to hurt and leave bruises.