Part 1
An Interracial Slut Training Facility.
African American Doctors Rod Pierce and Dr. Hyram Tailsman have become the world's leading authorities on the sexual advancement of white women. Together, they run the White Women's BBC Clinic, a cutting edge facility, where, with the help of the dedicated nursing staff, and a group of capable young black men, they seek to unravel the mysteries of the white woman's desire for big, hot, throbbing pieces of long, black fuck meat.
***One***
Dr. Rod Pierce finally entered the room where the women had been waiting for over an hour. The women quickly got up when the young doctor walked in, and lined up in a row. They stood in silence, looking straight ahead, waiting for his synopsis. At 6'4 and 220 lbs., he was a large, imposing black male, in his early thirties. He sat down at his desk, and picked up the charts.
The four white housewives nervously glanced at the handsome, muscular black doctor as he flipped open one of the medical charts. The women had been asked to remove their clothes for the examination. The women shared a nervous apprehension, as they stood in the brightly lit room, completely exposed. He read the notes carefully. He looked up over his glasses, at the redhead woman, Carol Cundermouth, and studied her face. His eyes glanced down to her hanging pink tits, and her chubby white hips. He gave her a disapproving frown, before continuing to read the chart. About five minutes passed before he finally spoke up.
"Well, uh," he cleared his throat, his deep black voice booming, "I see it says here that uh. . . .each of you ladies uh. . . are at the Clinic uh. . .for Level Three uh. . . black cock slut training. Is this correct?"
"Yes, Sir!" The four nude women responded in unison, looking straight ahead. Other than a pair of tall high heeled shoes, the women were nude. Each naked white woman held her hands clasped behind her back. Four sets of hanging tits pointed straight out at the doctor, their nipples rock hard in the chilly examination room.
"Uh huh, and uh, I see here," he continued, his deep voice filling the room, "that each of you, uh. . .have been given a prescription, uh. . . to have all holes filled. . .uh, four to five times a day. . .uh . . . by a variety of uh. . . cock. . .uh. . . .is this correct? " He looked at the four white women and studied their pretty embarrassed faces.
Little Cindy Holesgood felt a familiar wetness in her vagina at the question from the big man. "Yes, Doctor," the ladies responded.
"Umm hmm," he studied another chart. There was a long silence. Gizzelle Wadsworth bite her lip in anticipation of the doctor's words. Her big swaying tits were the largest of the bunch, and she had a tall, full figure to go with them. The black doctor put down the chart and addressed the women.
"Well, I must say that,uh. . .I fully concur. . . uh, with Dr. Tailsman's assessment! And after reading your uh. . .charts. . .I believe we can bypass Level Three and uh. . . advance straight to Level Four, uh, with. .uh. . .without delay!" He pressed a button on the intercom. "Nurse Honeypot, come in here please."
The young black nurse came in the room. She was in her early twenties. Her young figure was a picture of ebony perfection. Her fresh butt twitched deliciously from side to side as she walked. The sheer white panty hose hugged her long, athletic legs. Her big tits were tightly pressed together under her crisp white nurse's uniform. Her eye popping cleavage spilled out. The uniform stretched tightly over her tiny mid section and sweet black ass. The doctor issued several instructions to the nurse. Gizzelle could only hear muffled voices as they whispered.
"Yes, Doctor," she said, before going to the counter and preparing 4 syringes. She drew the bright, neon yellow medicine into each rig. "Here we are, Doctor," the nurse said, flashing him a wide smile, "25 milliliters of Hypocuntenin." He took a seat on his examination stool.
"Gizzelle, let's start with you. Come here, please," the big doctor said. "Turn around Gizzelle. Umm humm, now, spread your legs uh. . .yes, now uh. . .bend over for me." The tall white woman turned around and bent over, exposing her firm, round butt for the doctor. He inspected her big ass carefully, squeezing the lush cheeks with his large hands, then spreading them wide apart, for a good visual confirmation. "AHEM." He cleared his throat again. " Bend over a little further uh. . .Gizzelle, uh. . .ALL the way over Gizzelle. . .grab your ankles for me. Yes, that's very good!"
He continued his visual inspection of the exposed woman. Her puckered butt hole winked at the man, her soft little flower parted, and her big tits hung down on the floor. Nurse Honeypot handed him the syringe of Hypocuntenin. He jabbed the needle roughly into her butt, pressing the plunger down. He did NOT have a "gentle doctor's manner."
"Oooooh," she squealed. One by one, each woman came forward and bent over for the doctor. When they all had their injection, he said something else to the black nurse.
