Black Mamba

By moc.loa@1onikreM

Published on Jul 13, 2003

Authoritarian

The photo shoot continues.........

"Come on sugar" Mistress cooed. "Let me see your new titties. Take off your bra."

Click!

"That's it baby. Now squeeze those beautiful breasts together and pinch your nipples. Don't you just love the feel of them?"

Click!

"Oh honey you are sooo hot. Now take off your panties, so Momma can see your little dickie."

Click

"Oh look at you, all hard and you be drippin cum inta yo rubba. Looka how it be bulgin on the end."

And she was right. My cock was sticking out and up at a forty degree angle. The plum like head of my cock was clearly visible through the translucent sheath tightly encasing my engorged member. Pre-cum coated my cum slit and filled the tip of the rubber. I wanted so badly to touch myself......... To wrap my hot pink talons around my meat and just milk myself dry........ The thought of caressing the underside of my penis with my painted finger nails almost drove me over the edge. My body was in overdrive. Stark ass naked, save for heels, "Vanessa" chain and a bitch collar, I knew then, I wanted Jennifer to fuck me.

"Please Momma," I begged dropping to all fours and proffering my boy pussy to her. "Bitch fuck me"!

"My oh my! You are becoming such a slut" she said. "You're not near feminine enough yet sweetness. Perhaps in another week or two when your training is complete. In the meantime I'll fill your cunt with the handle of this whip. Just relax that tight little pussy of yours and Momma will scratch your itch."

Mistress Jennifer then spat on the bulbous head of the phallic like whip handle, spread it around, and inserted it into my love hole, that was quivering with anticipation.

"Oh yessssssss" I moaned. "Fuck me. I'm your white slut and I'll do anything to please you."

I was now on all fours with the whip protruding from my ass like a tail. As I crawled around, my tits were hanging heavy from my chest and swaying back and forth, further enflaming me.

Click, click, click........ The photo session went on and on. The poses were no longer risque or cheese cake but were down right raunchy. One of the last pictures Madame took, was of me sucking her cock. Mistress Jen was sprawled out on the divan with me between her legs gazing doe eyed up at her while I sucked her black meat. Cum was leaking from around the "O" that encircled her member. Anyone that knew me and saw that photo would recognize me immediately. I shivered in fear, full knowing the hold that she had over me.

As if reading my mind Mistress said, "You be a good girl and do as your told and no one that YOU know will ever see these pictures. But if you piss me off or don't obey me completely and immediately I'll send them to every one in your E-mail address book. For the most part I'm not into physical punishment but I wont hesitate to punish you mentally. I've found that humiliation and degradation go a long way keeping sissies like you in line. Am I making myself perfectly clear?"

"Mmmmph" I mumbled while nodding my head yes. Jen's meat was still embedded in my mouth and I was sucking for all I was worth to get the last of her hot viscous cum. As her cock softened and retracted into her long foreskin, it was followed by my flicking tongue. The restriction of her foreskin on my invader felt almost like a pussy. Mistress shivered, groaned and pushed me away as I laved her sensitive glans with my hot, wet tongue.

"Vanessa sweetie you are absolutely the best cock sucker that I've ever owned" Mistress whispered to me. "You have my permission to masturbate now but you must do it like the woman that you are becoming. Trap your little dickie between your legs, push your nuts up inside you and rub your mound like its a cunt."

I did as ordered and was soon rubbing my pussie frantically. Looking down past my perky breasts at my manicured fingers stroking up and down on my mound and the friction of my thighs on my trapped cock soon had the desired effect. Just as I was about to have a monumental orgasm, My Mistress straddled my chest and lowered her massive ass on to my face. Locking my lips onto her rose bud I sucked hungrily and thrust my tongue into her warm wet core. I could tell by her shaking that she was stroking her meat and when I felt her hot cum spattering on my busy fingers and mound, I could hold back no longer. When I blew my load it felt like the end of my cock was coming off. Spasm after spasm racked my body as my pent up sexual needs were finally released. When the flood had subsided I simply lay there on the floor and whimpered. Mistress pried my prick from between my legs, stripped off the cum filled condom and emptied the contents on my stomach and bush.

"Let that dry on you, cum queen, when you take your bubble bath in the morning it will remind you of what a wanton slut you've become."

"Ooooh! What a waste," I thought, as the cum cooled and congealed on my stomach and sparse bush. I wanted so badly to wipe up all the delicious jissim and smear it all over my face and tongue. Maybe then Mistress would see fit to fuck me. Mmmmm yummy........

"Play time is over bitch" Jen said. "Hurry and get dressed, I've got a surprise for you. Oh, and you better get rid of your tail for now. It probably wont fit under your cloths to well. Unless of course you want me to shove it in all the way."

Heeding Madam's orders, I reluctantly pulled the whip from my ass, embarrassed at the wet sounding pop it made, when it was withdrawn from my clutching hole. I then strutted, ass and tits swaying, off to my boudoir to cloth myself for what ever was to come. I knew I must be lady like, at all times, to show Jennifer that I was feminine if I truly wanted her to mount me.

I donned the first things that I found in the box that my wife had left behind. Which turned out to be short shorts and a halter top. It felt really weird zipping and buttoning them in the back but I thought that it was probably appropriate because I would be receiving most of my sexual gratification through my back door. I had to sit to put on the shorts because of my heels (My heels? I've certainly come along way in my thinking in a relatively short time). My nipples showed clearly through the stretchy material of my halter top and I couldn't resist vamping in front of the full length mirror ; )

When I returned to the den, Jen ordered me to unload some boxes that she had in the back of her SUV. Naturally her truck was parked at the fucking curb. This unloading of the boxes (I'm in short shorts, a tank top and my nipples were clearly straining the material, A "BITCH" collar and incredibly high heels.) would certainly give my nosy bitch neighbor Jill something to talk about. She was best friends with my sister Andrea. They confided with each other totally and I had no doubt that she would rat me out to my Sis. Humiliated again.....and loving it. I was blushing and all tingly. I was especially tingly between my legs. I couldn't believe myself. I had just had the cum of a life time and I was hot to go again. I was almost wishing that she would see me.

With that thought in mind, I threw back my head and placing one high heeled covered foot directly in from of the other minced my way down the driveway.

Remember the old adage, be careful what you wish for? I was returning to the house with the first box when I saw Jill's drapes part and she stood brazenly at the window and stared at me. SHIT! I ducked my head behind the carton and scurried to the safety of the house. I was burning with shame but my cock began to harden. Was I sexually addicted to the humiliation that I experienced when I appeared in public? My stiffening cock said "yes"

On the return trip, I stopped, leaned forward to show her my cleavage and mouthed her a kiss. Her jaw dropped and she took off like a stripped ass ape ; ) ; )....... Thats one for me but I knew it wasn't over.

It was on the last trip (five boxes) when the shit started. I was entering the house with the last box. I heard the message machine kick on and the Jennifer's voice saying: " I'm sorry Vanessa nor John can come to the phone right now, but if you leave a brief message, we'll get back to you soonest." I was worried. Jen had reprogramed my answering machine and hadn't bothered to tell me. What else had she changed?

My thoughts were interrupted by the strident voice of Andrea. All thoughts of some kind of a bullshit excuse were dashed when I heard the following one sided conversation (all of it shouted):

JOHN! JOHN, I KNOW YOUR THERE. PICK UP THE FUCKING PHONE! (I knew she was upset because she would never, never say fuck, especially in capital letters :

) WHAT IS GOING ON OVER THERE? JILL SAID YOU WERE DRESSED AS A WOMAN AND HAVING SEX WITH A BLACK WOMAN ON YOUR PATIO. ARE YOU INSANE? IS HER NAME VANESSA? Ya da ya da ya da.,,,,,,,,,,,, I wanted to pick up and tell her that I was Vanessa and Jennifer was my owner but better sense prevailed. If she kept pushing, she'd find out soon enough. With a final threat of a visitation Andrea hung up.

Jennifer grinning at me like a cheshire cat said "I hope I'm here when your sister comes to visit. That should be a real interesting revelation for ol sis."

All of a sudden the full impact of what was happening hit me and I cringed in abject terror. Wa.. what should I do Mistress? I cant let her see me like this."

"Why not"? Was Jen's reply. "She's already found you out and your just going to have to face up to it"

"But what will I tell her"? I whined.

"Why not tell her the truth you silly bitch. Tell her that you've fallen under the spell of a black shemale that has started feminizing you and you want nothing more than to accede to her wishes and suck her black cock. Your ultimate goal is to have her shove her black sausage into your ass and take your cherry. That is what you want, isn't it ?"

Yes. Yes. That's exactly what I want, but I can't tell my sister that. I adore you and will do anything that you require of me, but Andrea seeing me in this condition would be the ultimate humiliation. Please, Mistress isn't there something that you can do that will shield me from her?

"Sorry, sweetcakes, you gotta work this one out yourself. If I'm here when she visits, and I hope I am, I'll take care of sis. In fact if she appeals to me I might just add her to my stable. Mmmmm a matched set. Sister and brother. Or should I say sister and sister? I'd love to get some pictures of you putting your little bone into Andrea's puss. Or sister sucking your pathetic little cock. Tell me sweetums, if I ordered you to fuck your sister in the ass, would you do it?"

"You know I would Mistress" was my reply.

"Look your cock is getting hard again" Jen exclaimed. I think the idea of you fucking your sister is turning you on. Maybe we could do a twofer. You could lick her pussy while I pump my black meat into her ass. You will of course suck my cum out of her asshole when I'm done boinking her. The possibilities are unlimited....

Vanessa

Cumming up:

What's in the boxes? The confrontation with Andrea and her wimp husband James. Melanie? The original Vanessa? The neighbor Jill? A bio on Jennifer.

Love to get those Fe-mails. The sexier they are the better I like them.

Thanx..................Vanessa

Next: Chapter 11


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