Author's note: "Amazon Bertha and Her Subs" is the second story in a sub/dom trilogy. The story is for those who prefer over-the-top fem-dom, forced-bi, biracial, nonconsent stories. This fictional tale will be a waste of time if you have another fetish. However, if you do like intense stories with those strong sexual non-vanilla themes, then I hope you like this one. Feel free to send me your thoughts. I will respond, and please don't forget to vote if you enjoyed the story.
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"Heather! Do you want white or red wine tonight?" Rick asked.
"I'll have white. Did you hear that noise? I think there's someone at your front door. Should I see who it is?"
"No. It's probably an obnoxious sales person trying to get me to buy something I don't need or want like Girl Scout cookies. Just ignore it," Rick hesitantly said.
The knocking got louder.
"You fucking piece of shit!" the mature black woman outside angrily yelled while pounding Rick's door with all of her might.
"You better open this locked door right now or you will be sorry when I get hold of you! I am getting really pissed. You know what that means, you low-life scum bag!"
Heather could not comprehend what was going on.
"Why was this unfamiliar woman banging on Rick's door in his Boston apartment saying such horrible things, and why was her lover acting so timid and strange? It was unlike him. I have to find out what is going on," Heather thought to herself as she approached the door.
"Rick, I am going to find out who this crazy woman is and tell her to get lost before she breaks the door. Should I call the police?" Heather asked her lover.
"Heather! Please don't touch the door! I beg you!" Rick quickly countered.
Unfortunately, Rick knew who was hammering his door. His body noticeably trembled because he was terrified that Heather would discover his dark secret. He did not want to consider the disastrous consequences of what that would mean to his loving relationship with her.
Despite his pleading, Heather unlocked the door. In rushed Big Bad Bertha, the 55-year old, 6-foot tall, 350-pound black Amazon from hell.
"Where is sub-boy?" screamed Bertha. "I've got a juicy creampie and I need him to service me! It is dipping out of my pussy, and the situation needs to be rectified immediately."
"Who the hell are you and what do you want?" Heather asked in a forceful manner, shocked by the intrusion.
A hard smack to Heather's beautiful face from Bertha's left fist, to make it clear who was the boss, almost knocked her out. Heather's glasses flew across the room and her nose started to bleed.
"There you are, my little sub-boy," Bertha laughed, spying Rick in the corner of the room.
"What are doing hiding behind this poor excuse of a woman? Get your white ass over here at once. You know what to do. My disgusting husband fucked me a few minutes ago and dumped tons of his foul cum into my sensuous body. That despicable pig did his manly business so fast that he didn't give my delectable pussy the physical satisfaction it needs for having to put up with him. Finish the job with your mouth, sub-boy. We all know how much you like my husband's black jizz."
Rick lay on the floor, dreading what was going to happen, especially in front of his beautiful 25-year old lover Heather. He was keenly aware of Bertha's evil plan because she and her equally large Latina bisexual girlfriends Selena and Latoya had been doing this to him at least twice a week for the past six months.
He reluctantly opened his mouth while on the floor, closed his eyes, and stuck out his tongue as far as it could possibly go, licking his lips at the same time as instructed in the past in order to increase the wetness for Bertha's large clit when she mounted his face.
"Use me as you see fit Mistress," Rick reluctantly told her, as he always did at the beginning of these sessions.
Bertha took off her skirt and then her soiled underpants. The disgusting, revolting odour was so strong in the room that it was unbearable. Both Rick and Heather start to gag. Obviously, Bertha hadn't washed her hairy cunt for many days but apparently the stench did not bother her because she was used to it. The gooey white creampie from her husband who had fucked not long ago started to run down her massive tree-trunk legs.
Bertha stood above Rick and quickly dropped her entire 350-pound carcass on top of him. She started a back-and-forth rocking motion with her dense forest of black pubic hair scratching, and then tearing into his good-looking face with every movement of her monstrous body. Rick knew he would get a serious case of razor burn from her barb wire-like pubic hair that would be impossible to explain tomorrow to the members of his company.
He had hoped that Heather, his close friends, and his coworkers would never find out about Selena, Latoya, and especially Bertha who was the oldest and meanest of the three. Rick feared that more than anything in his life. However, there was a storm cloud over his head, and deep down he knew that this degrading situation with the three fem-doms would eventually be discovered. Today was the day that his dark secret life would be revealed to his lover Heather.
If others in his workplace in Boston also became aware that Rick was willing to be sexually assaulted by three disgusting women on a regular basis, his coworkers would laugh at him and he would become the brunt of their constant teasing. Just thinking of the cruel names (creampie-guzzler, toy-boy, wimp, pussy/ass-wipe ...) he would be called by his company's employees every day as he walked the halls of his building when his unconventional personal life became public knowledge was too much for Rick to bear. Nevertheless, he was a willing sub for Bertha and her girlfriends. There was nothing he could do to prevent that reality. He therefore was at their mercy.
"Why aren't I a real man like Bertha's husband?" Rick thought to himself as he began to cry inside like the weak wuss he was even though his tiny cock was starting to grow in anticipation of what was going to happen in his apartment as Bertha sat on him.
Bertha's puffy pussy lips completely covered her sub-boy's face, and her fat gut was so huge that it blocked the natural sunlight of the room, and therefore Rick's ability to see Bertha's and Heather's faces from his demeaning position on the floor. He could only imagine the horror on Heather's face. She must be in shock.
Nevertheless, Rick could not protect Heather from what was going to happen to her after Bertha had her way with him. He just prayed he could breathe while being sexually assaulted and abused by this fem-dom as she face-raped him.
"You know what to do!" yelled Bertha one more time. "Get busy! I don't have all day!"
While squatting over him, more of her husband's thick cum started to drip out of her revolting pussy onto Rick's exposed face. She made sub-boy lick her swollen clit with his tongue and lips. At the same time she stuffed his nose into her vagina to allow him to get a good whiff of her fermenting pussy juices and the leaking creampie from her disgusting husband. In this face-sitting position, Bertha liked to use Rick's nose as a mini cock to get double stimulation on her ass and large clit.
"You are quite lucky today I didn't get a fudge pack from my husband," Bertha yelled out mockingly. "You know how disgusting that can be when I made you clean me up back there in the past even though we all know how much you enjoy eating my soiled ass.
"Suck it out of my cunt, loser. You are pathetic.
"Come on pansy ass. Clean it up! Keep going. There is plenty of my husband's cum for you to enjoy.
"What, you can't breathe? Too fucking bad. Keep at it.
"Go deeper with your tongue. Get all of his disgusting crap out of me. I will not need a shower later today if you do a good job cleaning me up."
Heather was sitting in a corner of Rick's apartment in a fetal position. She couldn't comprehend what was happening to the wonderful guy she loved with all of her heart and hoped to marry in the near future.
Bertha saw Heather crying and whimpering like a little baby. She grabbed Heather's beautiful long blond hair, pulling the younger woman closer into the action by yanking on its roots.
"There's not much meat on you but you do have a pretty mouth, and I like toned young white girls in stilettos. You'll do nicely. Since you're here, I might as well put your lipstick-coated slut mouth to good use."
Bertha took off her grubby blouse and then her huge white bra with its super-strong wire under support. The latter action caused two of the largest natural breasts imaginable to drop to the floor like sacks of rocks.
Okay my new fem sub-slut, take off your clothes. I give you permission to finger yourself while you are orally servicing me.