Valerie lay soaking up the last of the sun's rays. Her nipples were trying to poke out of her bikini top, and her fingers were deep inside her cunt why you may ask. It was due to the fact she was dreaming about the gorgeous black cock, 13 inch of pure joy that had fucked her two days previous, you see Valerie was a black cock whore and was proud to be.
Quite a few blacks called her filthy names such as, white trash, cum slut whore, Nigger bitch, black owned fuck toy. Some even wrote things on her to let hubby see that they think of her. But this only turned her on even more it was like handing her a compliment. To Val saw this as a black man's brand. But of course she always scrubbed clean before going home.
In fact she craved to be black fucked most nights.
The only thing stopping her was the fear of being found out, you see Valerie was married with two children and had found black cock only after she had married. In fact Val was very careful who she let fuck her she did not care how many, or who they were, but it had to be people she trusted or strangers who she would never see again. Hence the pickups at clubs.
Oh well she thought as the last rays went down over the roof, the kids will be home soon anyway.
Picking up her towel she made her way back into the house. It was then she noticed an envelope by the front door, picking it up she saw it was addressed to her. Thinking nothing more of it she threw it on to the counter top will look later she thought.
Moments later her house was filled with laughter as her kids came home. James the youngest picked up the envelope and started to open it. "Now is that addressed to you" Val said. "Sorry mom" said James and put it back down. Cheeky monkey she thought.
"What's in it mom" asked James. "No idea" replied Val "let's see shall we," on opening it her heart stopped for a moment.
"Well" asked James, Val was speechless but managed to blurt out. "Oh just junk mail for the bin I think." But then moved to hide it.
She had only seen one picture but how many more were there and god how did this happen. Her mind was in turmoil.
Later at dinner her husband said. "Not hungry sweetie."
"Too big a lunch for me I'm afraid." Val replied.
OH my god please don't let this be for real, Val thought while pecking at her food. She had crazy thoughts in her head now. This was not supposed to happen.
Minutes turned into hours, hours to days.
Finally when her children and husband were in bed she got the envelope back out. Nervously she opened it, hoping that her first view of it had changed. But no there was Val with a face full of black cock, the rest showed her in various fuck positions some with her cunt and ass being fucked at the same time. But although Val was clearly visible she didn't know who was fucking her as their faces could not be seen.
There had been that many I suppose thought Val.
It was then she saw the note it read.
Time to pay you dirty white fuck whore. Fuck with blacks will you. Bitches like you make me sick where I come from you would be stoned. White cock not good enough eh. I will be in touch fuck whore, have no fear this is for real. Payback time.
Oh my god,,, please no thought Val. What the fuck is he going to make me do, she had never hurt anyone and this happens to her. My god her children must never find out.
Val had very little sleep that night.
Two days passed with nothing in the post Val was hoping above all, that nothing ever came of it.
Then on the third day she saw it. On it was handwritten, for the fuck whore who lives there. God he knew where she lived.
Not wanting to open it but she knew she had to, she took the sheets inside. Upon them it said.
Thought I'd forgotten you eh? No chance, been checking up on you and it seems you'd let any black fuck you in any hole of their choice. What a dirty cunt you are.
I take it by now you know this is blackmail, from now on I own you. You will do exactly as I say and my cheap whore, I will enjoy it.
I love humiliating women like you. Later today a package will arrive. You know the kind of clothes you wear to the clubs but much sluttier. No other garments will be worn just what you find in the package, with it instructions, these of course will be carried out to the letter. My god he seemed to know a lot about her.
You could of course refuse but if you do that gives me little choice but to publish your pictures all over the web and of course to your friends and family so I doubt you will do that. After all it does seem that you enjoy being used.
Oh yes and above your dirty fuck hole in black permanent ink you will write. White fuck whore for use.
My god Valerie thought, who the hell was doing this to her and what a sick devious mind he had. But she was stuck, she knew she had to do what he said. She waited nervously for the package.
Two hours later a knock came on the door, a man stood smiling. "Package for you Miss" he said. "Oh thank you" Val replied nervously.
Val went upstairs to open it and what she saw made her mouth fall wide open. Inside she found a tiny micro skirt in silk that would barely cover her cunt looking desperately for some panties but finding none. With it she found a slightly ripped silk spaghetti top, pink in color to match the skirt but again no bra. Last but not least a pair of open toed shoes with 6 inch high fuck me heels again in pink.
Yes Val often went out with these types of clothes on. But the skirt she wore on those occasions dd not not show her cunt or ass quite so easy. Then she saw the note!.
It read. Humiliation time for my dirty whore. These will be carried to the letter, my finger is over the send key as I write. You will wear the clothes I sent to you, in front of your husband and children let them see you, for the dirty whore you are. I'm sure after years of cheating, you will think of something to say, and when you close the door behind you, you are to raise your skirt high and I don't give a fuck who see's you you will do this for 1 minute. But never fear I will be looking.
Val nearly collapsed She didn't mind lifting her skirt so much as a lot of guys had lifted it for her in front of others.
But god to show herself like this in front of here husband and children made her feel sick. Fuck what was she going to tell them.
It carried on, from there you will board a bus, on the way let others see your cunt bend over often. No privacy this time my little whore and if others try to feel you up let them as it might be me.
Get off on the high street you will see a sex shop one of which I'm sure your accustomed with. Enter then lift your skirt high let them see what is written on you, tell all in there your full name, then make your way into the backrooms then the fun will start.
As Val read on she had a strange feeling of wanting to do this, her cunt was getting wet. She had been found out and this guy was making her pay. But she knew her husband and children must never find out.
Val was left with little choice but to do as he said. But god what was she going to tell them what excuse could she dream up.
Later that evening Val said. "Well I better go get ready."
"You going out dear?" queried her husband.
