Slave to My Black Neighbor

Slave to My Black Neighbor

Part 10

By Brian Masters

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It's Friday evening and I'm making out with my Daddy. Well that's what he calls it anyway. What's really happening is, Daddy Art is laying on the couch on his side watching television while I'm crunched in behind him with my face pressed between his thick, hairy ass cheeks kissing and licking his hole. I spend a lot of time these days with my tongue up this huge black man's asshole, moaning and slobbering like a high schooler with a crush. Daddy loves our little make out sessions because it always gets him in the mood to fuck.

As usual he came home from working at the garage and didn't bother to shower before stripping off his pants and directing me to give him a kiss. You would think by now I'd be used to the smell and taste of his fetid ass crack and taint but no matter how many times I find myself in this position, I still feel sick as I taste his ball sweat and ass slime.

I of course have to look my best when Daddy gets home even though I've been working all day cleaning the house and doing laundry. I divide my time keeping up with the housework here at Daddy's house and across the street at what was once my house. I do all the cleaning for Master Jake and Mistress Beth, my former wife, as well as tend to their twisted sexual needs.

So today I'm dressed in a catholic school girl outfit consisting of a white button down shirt tied in a knot just under my huge, firm tits. A black vest with a patch which reads, "Property of Daddy Art's School for Sissies". Below that you'll find a pleated, plaid skirt that's way too short and shows off my butt cheeks which are obscenely split by a pink thong. A pair of knee high, white, silk stockings and black platform shoes.

My face is made up the way Daddy likes, heavy on the hooker red lipstick and pink eyeshadow. Thick eyeliner add to the slutty look and make me appear to be a young girl trying to look older. Daddy thinks this is funny as well as sexy.

I've been living here with Daddy for almost a year while my wife, yes we're still married, and Master Jake live together in what is now his house. I was forced to sign over all of my positions to Master in a ceremony Mistress Beth called a Cuckold Wedding. Since then I'm considered Daddy Art's girlfriend and must behave accordingly.

Which brings me to my current situation. I've been licking and kissing his asshole for over an hour and my jaw and tongue are killing me. Daddy doesn't care at all about my comfort, he just lays there channel surfing and occasionally farting into my mouth. He chuckles every time and I do my best not to react as that will often bring about punishment.

I'm lost in my own thoughts while lapping away at this foul man's shitter when I hear him speaking to me.

"So Blanca this will be a special weekend for you. In addition to working nights at the club you'll be serving as a full time maid for Jake and Beth. You see, Beth's father is visiting this weekend and in fact should be arriving soon. She told him all about your new situation and he can't wait to spend some quality time with you. I didn't realize how much the man hated you till Beth told me how eager he was to abuse his son in law."

I was instantly mortified! To think Beth's dad would see me like this? I was amazed these people could still find ways to humiliate me even after all this time. Daddy laughed as he heard me sniffle and felt the hot tears on his ass cheeks.

"I hoped that would be your reaction sissy" he said. "Now be a good girl and suck Daddy off then get yourself cleaned up and get over to your Master's house. You have a long weekend ahead of you."

Sniffing back the tears I crawled out from behind Daddy and moved around to take his long, thick cock between my smeared red lips. I began bobbing my head up and down while swirling my tongue around the massive head of his cock on each upstroke. I was a very talented cocksucker by this time as Daddy and Master made sure I had plenty of practice.

When I heard Daddy begin to moan I knew just what to do. I grasped his huge cock with my tiny right hand and began stroking it while capping the mushroom shaped head with my mouth. I continued swirling my tongue around the head while occasionally teasing his piss slit with the tip of my dancing tongue. Daddy moaned loudly and said, "Feeding time sissy" and I knew his thick load was imminent. The first blast hit the back of my throat almost choking me but I was too experienced with the strength of a black man's orgasm and was able to swallow it quickly. Each progressive shot of thick, salty cum painted the inside of my mouth with its slimy texture and soon I was fighting to swallow it all without spilling a drop. I just managed to choke down the final spurt when Daddy said, "Ok sissy that's enough. Go fix your face and get over to Master's house. Your father in law will be here soon."

I took a minute to lick Daddy's cock clean before getting to my feet and sashaying my sissy ass to the bathroom. I knew how much men liked to watch a sissy walk away so I made sure to give Daddy a good show. He and Master had me on a special diet and exercise regimen which combined with certain illegal surgical implants, gave me quite a sexy figure. My hips and ass swayed hypnotically as I made my way to the bathroom to fix my makeup.

I left Daddy's house full of terrified nervous energy. I was horrified at the thought of Dan, my wife's father, seeing the new me. Despite the many humiliations I'd suffered since meeting Master Jake I was still able to feel embarrassment at my current life. I was a man once. Make no mistake, I was a man. Now I don't know what I am. As I walk across the street I feel my tits bouncing and jiggling in a rhythm matched by my ample ass. Several surgeries, massive doses of hormones, and a rigorous training schedule have turned me into a sick fantasy, fuck doll for aggressive Alpha men. I feel the plastic cage that confines my tiny, useless, penis scrape against my legs as I mince across the street and feel nothing but shame at the thought of losing my manhood. I haven't had an erection in over a year and the black monsters who own me like it that way. They say a sissy's clit should always be limp even when she's being fucked.

My face reddens at that thought as I make my way in the back door of my former house. I'm only allowed to use the back entrance or as my wife calls it, "The servant's entrance."

I enter the kitchen to find Master Jake and Mistress Beth sitting at the table drinking coffee. They both show their amusement at my attire and I'm again surprised they still find it funny after all this time. They just love the fact they were able to turn a man into the simpering, sissy, fuckdoll they see before them. I curtsey as always and tell them Daddy Art sent me over to prepare for a guest.

My wife laughs and says, "Oh you're going to love this weekend Blanca, my dad will be visiting and I can't wait to show him the new you. He always hated you and now I'll get to see just how much."

I blush and mumble, "Yes Mistress", and lower my gaze to the floor. I know arguing will be no use and will only earn me punishment.

Master takes this opportunity to chime in with, "Now sissy, you know better than to dress that way in my house. Go to your room and change into your work clothes. Dan will be here soon and we want to make a good first impression."

I said, "Yes Sir", and quickly minced my way to my room. They call it my room but it's really just a corner of the basement Master had me make up for myself whenever I spend time here. There's an old twin mattress laying on the floor with a few boxes filled with my clothes and shoes. In the far corner of the basement sitting out in the open is a toilet with no seat. I have to use it any time I'm here and since I'm never allowed to stand, I'm always sitting on that cold porcelain rim.

As I began to get my clothes ready it occurred to me Master had called my father in law Dan. Could it be that Master already knows him? And they're on a first name basis? How long had Beth's father known about me? I began to fear what this weekend would bring.

I stood in front of the dingy full length mirror and changed into my work clothes. This consisted of a ridiculous French Maid's outfit that never ceased to embarrass me. You know the look I'm talking about, a black uniform with white lace that showed off my ample cleavage. The skirt was extremely short with white lace ruffles that exposed my ass if I bent over even slightly. White lace panties barely covered my jiggling ass cheeks and the black thigh high stockings had a white lace fringe around the top of each one. I wore 6 inch black stiletto heels that I'd become proficient at walking in much to my shame and a frilly maid's cap on my long, flowing, wavy blonde hair.

I fixed my makeup being sure to look as slutty as possible since that's the way my wife and her lover like seeing me. I used the brightest red lipstick I owned to give my full "cocksucker lips" all the attention they deserved.

I was just finishing up when I heard the bell ringing from upstairs. Yes that old cliché. They had a small bell sitting on the coffee table they used to get my attention. Failure to run immediately upon hearing it resulted in a spanking from Master.

I quickly ran upstairs as fast as I could on 6 inch heels and presented myself to my owners.

Master laughed and said, "I still get such a kick out of this. I remember when you thought you were a man. You looked so silly in your big boy clothes. But now you look perfect my little sissy bitch. Are you ready to see my friend Dan?"

"Yes Master" I replied noticing his description of my father in law.

Just then the doorbell rang and Master smiled at me nodding toward the door letting me know I was to answer it myself. I steeled myself against this new humiliation and minced over to the front door opening it cautiously.

The laughter was immediate. My father in law stood outside looking me up and down laughing hysterically. He could barely catch his breath such was his enjoyment at seeing me in such a state.

I curtseyed and said, "Hello Sir, please come in", which made him double over in laughter. He wiped his eyes and walked past me into the house as if I were nothing to him but a servant.

Dan was a big man standing at over 6 foot 4 and weighing in at a muscular 230 pounds. He was former military and had always scared the hell out of me. He kept his hair in a tight crew cut and wore fitted tshirts and jeans along with a pair of rugged hiking boots. He was a true man's man in every sense. A fact I hoped would benefit me in that he may not want to abuse me sexually.

Without turning to look at me he said, "Get my bags from the car you little bitch while I say hello to my daughter and her man."

I whispered, "Yes Sir", and rushed out to the car as ordered. There were 2 small suitcases in the trunk and I carried them into the house straining at their weight. I'm sure they weren't actually very heavy but the drugs and hormones had diminished what muscle mass I had into soft, sissy, curves.

I set the bags in the hallway and entered the living room to find everyone seated comfortably and chatting away. They ignored me for several minutes and I stood there shaking in humiliation awaiting further instructions.

Master looked over at me as if seeing me for the first time and said, "Did you put Dan's bags in his room sissy?"

I said no and the big, black man was on me in an instant. He grabbed my shoulder in his huge hand and squeezed hard until I actually squealed like a little girl. Master moved his face to within inches of mine and said, "Get your sissy ass moving and unpack a superior man's bags right now or I'll light up your ass with my belt in front of your father in law."

I heard Dan laugh and say, "That's putting her in her place Jake. Good job teaching that bitch some manners. She was always a lazy little wimp."

When Master let me go I ran to complete my chore struggling to get the bags up the stairs to the spare room. I quickly began unpacking Dan's clothes and putting them in the drawers and closet as needed.

I never heard him enter the room. When I turned around I saw my father in law sitting on the bed staring at me. He had a strange smile on his face and was leering at my oversized tits.

"Wow, they really did a number on you didn't they sissy? I can't believe what a few drugs and a simple surgery or two can do these days. Shit you've got one hell of a body. Let's you and me get to know each other shall we?"

The big man snapped his fingers and pointed to the spot directly in front of him and I took a couple of steps to stand where he'd indicated. I was terrified.

Dan said, "My little girl and her new man decided to go out for a few hours and asked if I would look after you while they're gone. It was a long drive getting here and I could really use a little help to unwind. How about you show me those new titties of yours ok girly?"

I started to argue but the look in his eyes told me not to bother. With shaking hands I slowly began to unbutton my top and in no time at all had exposed my big, round tits to this horrible man I'd known for years.

He laughed and reached up with both hands to begin squeezing and mauling my breasts with no regard to how much it hurt or how embarrassing it was to me.

"Damn, these are remarkable" he said. "I just love a firm set of big titties. My wife's were saggy after she had Beth and were no fun to play with, but these are some damn fine tits. I can't wait to slide my cock between them."

I shivered in disgust as my father in law molested my tits pinching the nipples hard and laughing at my discomfort. He then stood up from the bed and using my nipples as handles pulled me toward the floor. I had tears in my eyes as I sank to my knees in front of him.

"You know what to do sissy" he told me.

Staring straight ahead into his crotch I reached up and unbuckled his belt, then opened the button on his jeans and pulled the zipper down. "All the way down bitch" he said.

I pulled his jeans down and saw before me a huge bulge in his boxer briefs. Was every other man in the world hung like this? Was I the only tiny dicked loser?

"Give it a kiss through my underwear and take a good sniff. I've been on the road for hours and I'm sure I stink like hell. But a sissy like you loves the stink of a real man don't you?" The cruel man asked.

I leaned in and planted a kiss on his bulging erection leaving behind red lip prints on his underwear. I breathed in deeply through my nose and was instantly repulsed by the smell of sweat and piss that pervaded his crotch. I hadn't been told to stop so I continued sniffing his crotch like a dog until he laughed and told me to pull down his underwear with my teeth.

It took several tried but I finally pulled them down past his cock and it jumped out at me like a thick snake slapping me in the face. This brought a laugh from my father in law and a blush from me.

"Show me what you've got sissy" he told me as he sat back down on the bed spreading his legs and kicking off his jeans and underwear.

I was on familiar ground now. This was where I lived these days, between the legs of a superior man. I leaned forward and began licking and kissing his enormous cock just like I'd been trained. His dick stood up straight and tall about 9 inches long and as thick as my wrist. I shuddered at the taste and smell of his unwashed cock but did my duty none the less.

I licked long strokes up the length of the shaft stopping only to kiss the large, mushroom shaped head. My father in law was moaning in pleasure making me feel like a fool. Despite my ongoing torture at the hands of the cruel black men and my wife I still managed to feel even more humiliation here on my knees in front of my father in law.

"Alright bitch show me how you deepthroat. I hear you're a pro after all the black cock you've taken." Was the command from above.

I took a deep breath and swallowed his massive cock to the root in one motion. He gasped and actually laughed out loud at my expertise. I had been turned into a first class cocksucker by my black masters and my natural abilities took over. I began bobbing my head up and down in his lap taking his cock into my throat on each downstroke and catching a breath in between.

I knew instinctively not to use my hands as I'd been taught that was cheating. A real sissy slut takes a cock all the way every time. As I sucked my father in law spoke constantly about what a whore I'd become and I felt that familiar tingle in my little peepee that I always got when I was really degraded.

"Yeah, I've heard all about you slut. I know how your Daddy and your Master pimp you out to all their black friends. I know how you work at the club sucking and getting fucked by any and all black dick. I can't believe my daughter ever married such a wimp. Look at you, on your knees with a mouthful of cock like a 2 dollar street whore. What do you think your father would say to this? I'll bet he was a sissy bitch just like you. Yeah slut, suck that cock." He said with an arrogant tone in his voice.

It felt like I was sucking his cock for hours but I'm sure it was actually around 45 minutes before he let out a loud groan and without any real warning fired the first shot of thick cum into my throat. I knew better than to choke so I swallowed right away to make room for shot after shot of hot, salty, semen. For an older man my father in law shot an enormous load. My mouth filled several times and I had trouble swallowing everything but in the end I didn't spill a drop. Instinct took over and I gently licked his cock clean as it slowly became flaccid.

"That was something else sissy. You'll be doing that for me quite often now." He said as he stood and pulled on his pants.

He patted my head like a dog and told me to get out so he could take a nap. He said Master had left a list of chores for me and that I'd better be quiet while I cleaned the house or he'd take his belt to my ass. I sobbed in shame and quickly left the room in tears.

When Master and Mistress came home I had dinner waiting and along with Dan the three of them sat down to eat as if it were a normal event to have a sissy maid wait on them hand and foot.

The conversation turned to me and I heard Dan telling Master how well he'd trained me to suck cock. Beth laughed and said, "Oh dad, I'm so happy you get to have some fun with our sissy. I know you never liked her as a man so it's wonderful you get some use out of her now."

Dan told her he was glad she wasn't uncomfortable with the thought of her father using her husband as a cumdump, his words exactly, and she laughed again and said that was what sissy husbands were for after all.

When dinner was finished I cleaned the table and did the dishes as they sat in the living room chatting. When I'd finished I was called in to the room with them and told by my wife that for the next couple of days I belonged to her dad. I was to be his toy to do with as he pleased. Dan laughed at this and gave me a frightening look that let me know I'd regret every second.

And I did regret it, all weekend long. That night I spent the night with just my pink chastity cage and a pair of pink panties with rainbows on them as I stayed in the spare room with my father in law. I sucked him hard again and then fucked his huge cock with my tits for almost an hour before he shot his heavy load onto my face. He used his cock head to scoop up the cum and scrape it into my mouth making me swallow it all before allowing me to go wash my face.

During the night I had trouble sleeping with the big man spooning me with his cock pressed between my ass cheeks. He woke at around 5am and forced my head down to his crotch so I slipped my mouth over his cock head and began licking. He slapped my head and said, "No sissy, not yet. Gotta take a leak first and I hear you just love serving as a real man's urinal."

He started chuckling as he let go a bladder full of piss into my waiting mouth. I swallowed often to keep up with the strong, bitter stream of morning piss. The taste was overwhelming but I knew better than to balk at this particular humiliation. So with tears in my eyes I served as my father in law's toilet.

When he finished pissing he pulled my head down shoving his entire cock into my mouth and I knew to start sucking like a good sissy. When he was hard he ordered me to mount him and I was shocked by the command but obeyed anyway.

I crawled up on top of him and straddled his waist after removing my panties. I had not worn my usual butt plug under strict orders from my wife so her father would have easy access to my "pussy".

I reached back and guided his thick cock into my tiny asshole and winced at the painful intrusion. No lube for this sissy. The saliva I'd left on his cock had to serve as lubrication for what became a marathon fuck session. I bounced on his cock like a slut for well over an hour, my huge tits flopping around completely out of control and causing me pain in my chest. The bastard just lay there with his hands folded behind his head and let me do all the work as he smiled at me.

After an exhausting ride he finally shot his load into my ass and then with a slap to my right tit he told me to get off and clean his cock. I quickly dismounted and took his soiled dick into my mouth as he laughed at me from above.

"Shit" he said, "That's nasty, you could have just used a wet washcloth. Oh well I guess your Master has you trained after all."

I licked his cock clean and with his permission left to begin my housework. The rest of the weekend went by with the same activities repeated daily. I sucked his cock several times, fucked it with my tits, and took it up my ass repeatedly. He was like a kid at an amusement park riding his favorite ride over and over again. I was completely exhausted when he finally left and shivered in fear when it was suggested I go to visit him for an entire week sometime soon. But that's another story.

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