Possible Worlds

Published on Nov 25, 2023

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...of all Possible Worlds by T.S. Severe Chapter 6 Joshua C. Hathaway was a general in Civil War II and for the second time in that city's history, he'd burned Chicago to the ground. It was payback for what had been done to his beloved Atlanta by Sherman in the First Civil War and so there were a lot of schools named after the man, including the new one I was attending. Hathaway High, which was a segregated school for black students only, for freeborn kids mostly or those few slaves who wanted to go to school like I did and had a Master or Mistress willing to send them. School was mandatory for blacks until they were twelve years old, or graduated sixth grade, whichever came first, after that the number of students went down and down every year. Once a slave knows how to read, write, and add past his fingers, there isn't a whole lot left to know. Freeborn kids were different, of course, since they really did have a future, or at least the possibility of one. Almost all the slaves who were there were like me, freeborn who had been taken into custody by a white person. Very few of the kids were slaveborn, which is what people born into slavery were called, even though slaveborn wasn't really politically correct anymore. I suppose it wasn't a bad school, but I'd only gone to private schools before, so I wasn't too impressed with it. The only white people there were the teachers, most of them doing some community service to repay their student loans. So they were young and inexperienced mostly, but at least they had eager students for the most part. The only black kids there were the ones who wanted to be and that should be a good thing, right? "I'll have my lawyer fax the paperwork over as soon as it's ready." Mr. Reiser was talking with the school's principal, sitting in a leather chair and drinking coffee with the other man. I was on my knees beside him, chin up, eyes straight, hands behind my back. That's the only position a student took in the principal's office, according to the Principal Tanner himself, because a student would only be in that office for one reason. If he or she was in trouble, never mind that I was there simply because I was being enrolled by my owner. It was a good opportunity to teach me the finer points of Hathaway High etiquette according to the man, and Mr. Reiser hadn't objected at all. "Good, good..." Tanner was smiling and he was big and round, sort of a jolly looking man, like Santa Cause without the beard. He was looking through the papers Mr. Reiser had been filling out for the last fifteen minutes.  "Hmmm...Oh, you've checked male for the darky's sex..." The principal frowned. "...Have to fix that..." "She is a male." Mr. Reiser said patiently without even a little smile. "Excuse me." Tanner looked up. "Dani is a boy, physically." Mr. Reiser shrugged. "Is that going to be a problem?" The principal looked at me and I did my best to keep my eyes focused on the wall over his left shoulder. "A boy? Why is he..." "She's my slave, I'll do what I want with her." Mr. Reiser said and I got the feeling he didn't care for Principal Tanner a whole lot. "Is it going to cause problems?" "Maybe." Tanner nodded. "Not sure how the other students will take it. As a general rule we don't care what one nigger does to another, but we can't have a riot on our hands, can we?" "A riot?" Mr. Reiser chuckled. "Some of the bucks..." Tanner stared at me and grinned. "...No telling what they might do to a boy who looks like that." "You're telling me you can't control your students?" Mr. Reiser asked. "I'm telling you I can't watch them every minute of the day, sir. We have a school here, not a rehabilitation center." "Are you worried my negra's going to scream rape?" Mr. Reiser smiled. "Will she, er...He?" Tanner asked seriously. "We're a segregated school and we get looked at hard by everyone from UNESCO to the International Red Cross..." "Dani won't be a problem." Mr. Reiser assured the man. "I don't have to take him. He's sixteen and from what I can see of the boy," the principal smiled at me unkindly, "your nigger doesn't need all that much of an education." "The education I have in mind is a social one." Mr. Reiser said. "I want her exposed to other slaves on a daily basis." "I see." Mr. Tanner said slowly and I wondered if he really did or not, because I was very confused. "I've signed the waivers; read the...what was it?" Mr. Reiser picked up a piece of paper. "The Disclosure of Disciplinary Review and Discretion." Mr. Tanner suggested and my owner nodded at that, letting the paper go. "So you're released from liability, correct?" Mr. Reiser shrugged. "Is there some other issue I should be concerned with?" "Hmph." The principal looked hard at Mr. Reiser and his eyes grew smaller. "Homosexuality is a crime in this country. Of course that law doesn't apply to slaves as they are by nature and definition not Homo sapiens. Nor does it apply to such activities as an owner and his slave may favor in the privacy of their home..." "I'm aware of all that." Mr. Reiser said and he wasn't looking away from the man's stare. "...But as a Christian and a gentleman of traditional upbringing, I have to confess frankly that I find your nigger distasteful to my Southern sensibilities, sir." "I see." Mr. Reiser said quietly and I felt the tension between them as Mr. Tanner had only just stopped himself short of including my Master in his repugnance, but that would have meant calling Mr. Reiser queer to his face. "Now, knowing that, as you do," the principal leaned back in his chair, "do you still want to enroll your faggot nigger in my school?" "Yes, I do." Mr. Reiser said without hesitating. "Is there anything else, Principal Tanner?" =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= "After you left?" I asked softly, and I was sitting in the bathtub, hugging my knees to my chest while Mr. Reiser spilled hot water over my shoulders with his cupped hands. "Yes, after I left you there, what happened?" He asked me gently and we hadn't spoken in the car after he picked me up that afternoon. "He, um...Principal Tanner, he told his secretary he wanted some of the other teachers...To come to his office." I sniffed a little and I'd been crying, not at school, but on the way home. I hadn't been able to help it. "Okay." "Three of them, the men teachers and, um, then he stood in front of me and, he moved the chairs, and he stood in front of me and unzipped his pants." I cleared my throat. "He took out his, uh...penis and made me suck it for him." "Okay." Mr. Reiser stroked my back, running soft wet hands over my skin. "He, well, it wasn't very big anyway." I closed my eyes and tried to giggle, but it sounded sad. "He, uh, he made me suck it and he yelled at me some, just called me names." "Like what?" "Faggot and cocksucker and just...names like that. He asked me if I was a whore and if I liked white cock." "What did you say?" "I was so scared." I shrugged. "I just said yes mostly, but I was sucking him so it was just noise. He didn't care." "Did you like sucking his cock?" Mr. Reiser asked me and I shook my head slightly. "No." I sucked my lips. "And then the other teachers came and, uh, one of them, Mr. Preston, he was the one who, uh, he lifted my skirt, made me hold it up and pulled my panties, ripped them mostly." "Ripped them off?" "Yes sir." I nodded. "He tore them and they looked at me, at my penis and, you know." I looked down self-consciously at my soft girl cock and smallish balls. "Then he took out his cock and uh, he rubbed me with it." "Rubbed it where, Dani?" "He rubbed it on my butt mostly, um, my hips and the back of my legs, but mostly my butt and then, um, inside. In between my butt, my cheeks." "What were the other teachers doing?" "I was still sucking Principal Tanner and uh, they, the other ones, they took my dress off first." I said and I shivered a little as Mr. Reiser slipped moved a hand lower, to the top of my ass while I sat there. "And you were still sucking Mr. Tanner." He nodded. "Yeah and then Mr. Lawson, he took out his penis and Mr. Davis took his out too." I took a little breath. "They made me hold them, um, playing with their cocks and making them hard and uh...That's when Mr. Preston, he...He put his penis inside me. He, uh..." "He fucked you?" Mr. Reiser asked me softly and I nodded and I was crying again. "He r-raped me and um..." I sat there for a second and made myself relax. "He put his cock inside me and fucked me and they asked me if I liked it. And Principal Tanner took his penis out of my mouth and asked me if I liked being fucked like a girl." "What did you tell him?" "I...I said yes." I licked my lips and nodded. "I told him I liked it and I liked, um, all that..." "What they were doing to you?" "Y-yeah, what they were doing." I agreed. It hurt a lot he was, Mr. Preston, he was bigger and doing it hard and it hurt." "Did he use a condom, Dani?" Mr. Reiser asked me. "Yeah...Yes sir." I said. "He told me he didn't, um, he didn't want his cock to smell like a nigger or anything." "I see." Mr. Reiser moved his hand over my waist and to my tummy, slipping between my body and my thighs, forcing me to let myself go a little. "He fucked me for awhile and um, then he took the condom off." I closed my eyes, letting my knees go a little more as Mr. Reiser found my penis and he played with it gently, making it start to stiffen despite my memories. "And then what?" "He, put his penis in my mouth and Principal Tanner, he fucked me and Mr. Preston, he came in my mouth then. He made me swallow it."  I let go of my knees completely, spreading my legs as Mr. Reiser worked my penis with one hand and pulled my head towards him with the other. "Did you swallow all of it, Dani?" He asked and I nodded. "And then, um, I sucked Mr. Lawson while the principal fucked me and, um, I started...I was crying a little so, uh, Principal Tanner spanked me while he did it and..." "Shhh...Okay..." Mr. Reiser's lips found mine and it was a soft kiss, becoming deeper after a moment as his tongue swept into my mouth and I was trembling and reaching for him, not caring that I was wet and he was still wearing his shirt and tie. "Uh..." I took a breath a moment later and continued. "...The principal came in my butt, in his condom, and he just threw it on my back with the other one." "The other one?" Mr. Reiser asked and he was jerking me off slowly, his fingers in my hair, massaging my scalp. "Mr. Preston, that was where he put his." I said. "Mr. Lawson fucked me next and I sucked Mr. Davis then. He held my head and did it like you did this morning, um..." "Fucking your mouth?" Mr. Reiser smiled. "Yeah...he f-fucked my mouth and made me take it in my throat." I nodded. "It hurt, sort of and it was hard to breathe, he didn't um, pull back right away or anything." "Okay." "And I was, I had to play with Mr. Preston, you know, his penis and make it hard and the principal, I jerked him off and when Mr. Lawson came he took off his condom and threw it on my back and made me, uh, wash his penis with my mouth." "And the last one..." "Mr. Davis." I nodded. "He fucked me too, yes sir. He did it hard, like Mr. Preston. They all did it hard and uh, it took a long time for him to cum." "Did he drop his rubber on your back?" Mr. Reiser asked me. "He, no...He told me to take it off and um, put it in my mouth. I had to put all of them in my mouth." I closed my eyes and looked down. "They made me...Chew them, like candy and tell them how good it tasted and they were jerking off. They all, uh, they all jerked off on me and on my face and in my mouth." "All four of them?" "Y-Yes sir." I said softly. "And they wiped themselves off, cleaned their, uh, dicks on my dress and um...The teachers left and Principal Tanner made me get dressed and go to my classroom." "Did he let you clean yourself up first?" Mr. Reiser asked me and his hand felt so good around my penis, I was moving my hips. "N-No...Uh-uh, he just made me, um, go to my English class and I was..." I shook my head. "...I was covered in their sperm and Mr. Preston was the teacher he, uh, he made me introduce myself." "He did?" Mr. Reiser asked and I nodded. "I had to spit out the condoms in my hand and stand in front of the class and, um...Tell them who I am." "I see." "I had to..." I winced and swallowed hard. "I had to lift my dress and show them." "Hmmm..." Mr. Reiser nodded slowly.  "Why did you take me there?" I finally had to ask him, with tears running down my cheeks, and then I dropped my eyes. "I'm sorry." "What happened after that?" Mr. Reiser ignored my question. I wiped my cheeks and shrugged. "After English, I went to the bathroom, but the other girls, uh, the real ones, they wouldn't let me in the girls' bathroom." "So you used the boys?" "Yes sir." I nodded and spoke quietly. "I went into the boys' bathroom and I was washing my face and a couple of them, they made me suck them. They said they'd beat me up if I didn't." "So you had to suck some of the black boys." Mr. Reiser said. "Yes sir. Just two of them, but they didn't cum or anything. There wasn't time." "How did you like black cock, Dani?" Mr. Reiser was kissing my neck, my ear and his hand was under my balls, squeezing them gently while his thumb and finger encircled the base of my penis so he could squeeze me like that. "What? Oh. Uh, I don't know. I didn't like doing it, but it's the same mostly." I almost smiled. "I don't know." "Is that all that happened?" "Mostly, um...They made me suck them for real at lunch, those two and some other boys." I said. "They didn't try to fuck me or anything though. I just...Sucked them." "Okay." "I...Tomorrow, um, everyday in the morning, I have to go to the Principal's office." I told my Master. "First thing, that's what he said." "He's going to rape you again." Mr. Reiser said and I nodded. "I think so." I bit my lip and wriggled my butt a little. "I think he's going to do it everyday." "Probably." Mr. Reiser agreed. "So much for his Southern sensibilities, huh? But it isn't sex anyway, is it, Dani?" "No." I swallowed hard. "It doesn't feel good." "Come here, I'll make you feel good." Mr. Reiser had me get out of the tub and he dried me quickly, taking me right there on the cool tiled floor of the bathroom, laying on a damp towel.  He had me pull my legs up again, like when he'd fucked me before, but this time he was kissing my sore asshole, spreading my ebony cheeks and pressing his tongue against me. I was hurting down there, but what the man was doing felt so good, it was soothing the way he worked his thick pink tongue over and around my anus. Mr. Reiser stiffened it and wiggled the tip against my sphincter until I opened for him, enough that he could get his tongue inside my asshole and that felt wonderful. He was making love to me with his mouth, tongue fucking me and I felt one of his fingers slipping inside my ass, sliding into me easily as I was wet with his saliva now and relaxing for him. Mr. Reiser finger fucked me then, making it good while he kissed at my hairless brown balls and then my cock, playing his mouth along the shaft and making me gasp and moan and giggle finally. I was forgetting that awful school and what had happened, my owner was rewarding me for all my suffering it seemed, and just then it was worth it. "Yes...Please...Oh!" I was writhing on the floor beneath Mr. Reiser's attentions, feeling his finger deep now, tickling my soft prostate and giving me the pleasure I'd been denied by those men earlier. My cock pulsed with excitement and my tummy tightened, fluttering inside with the butterflies only Mr. Reiser could give me. It was love, I knew that, the sensations I was feeling inside. It was emotional more than just physical and I'd been angry with him before. I hadn't told him and maybe I didn't need too, but it was why I hadn't spoken to him in the car. I'd been angry and hurt and disappointed that he'd taken me from my other school and put me in a segregated one with slaveborn niggers and cruel teachers. He'd done it on purpose I'd imagined, orchestrated my rape for some unknown reason and I'd wanted to hate him for it. But now all I could do was love him and forgive him and it wasn't just sex, it was the intimacy and the concern in his fingers. The way his eyes held me and his voice caressed my heart when he spoke. He'd done it for a reason; put me in that school, but it wasn't to hurt me. I didn't know what the reason was and he was asking me to trust him, I understood that and I wanted to so badly it hurt. I had to trust him, Mr. Reiser was my owner, my Master, he could do with me whatever he wanted and no one would stop him. I expected that. I wanted that. I was born for precisely that and I had no complaints about it, but I just wished he would tell me why. "Cum for me, Dani...My beautiful girl...Hmmm...Mpphhhh..." Mr. Reiser sighed softly, taking all of my penis into his warm sucking mouth and wiggling his finger deeply in my rectum and I did cum, just for him. My penis spasmed hard and ejaculated into the man's mouth, spilling my seed over his tongue as it moved quickly over and around the exposed head of my cock. I was shaking and panting for air, arching my back as I sought to drive my penis even further between his soft lips. It was a good cum, the best yet, as they all seemed to be with him. Each orgasm I had with Mr. Reiser was better than the one before and I wondered where that would end, because just then I felt like I was dying with the ecstasy of it. After I'd finished, Mr. Reiser removed his mouth carefully from my spent cock and slid his body up mine. He used his fingers to open my smiling mouth and I didn't know what he was doing until my owner parted his lips slightly and a milky river of semen and saliva spilled from his mouth into mine. He let it run slowly and I blinked and even giggled slightly, feeling that hot wash pooling in the back of my mouth. I was swallowing it for him while Mr. Reiser would pause and then let go of a little more. When I'd swallowed all of it he kissed me, his body covering mine and I realized he'd worked to free his penis as it found my ready anus and he entered me with a soft grunt. "Ummm...Uh!" I gasped, feeling him drive his cock inside me suddenly and hard, splitting my soft walls painfully for just a second and I gasped again. Mr. Reiser held my shoulders tightly in his hands, his handsome face just inches above mine as he stabbed his erection deep, over and over. My body was jerking, being rocked by his almost violent efforts to fuck me and I clutched at his back with my fingers, bringing my mouth to his shoulder and biting him as I winced in pain. Yet somehow, incredulous as it seems, I was enjoying that. I was whimpering with my eyes shut tightly and he was rutting his swollen cock as far into my tight hole as the man could get it. I had my legs spread and wide around him, feeling the strength of that large penis stretching my rectum mercilessly and it was giving me chills, a rapture I'd never experienced before. My heart pumped wildly and my lungs labored as if a great weight had descended upon me and I almost screamed when it all suddenly went away. I was someplace else, my body overcome suddenly with adrenaline and endorphins, like a runner's high. All the pain was gone and there was only the intense beauty of being fucked by the man I loved. I laughed and kissed him, pulling his face to mine and pressing my lips to his rough cheeks and chin and open mouth. My brown eyes were wide with delight and I was trying to lift myself against him and meet my Master's cock as it bore into me. It was a great fuck and I was bathed in sweat when Mr. Reiser slowed himself finally, taking my feet in his hands and lifting them, straightening his body and my legs with him, so that my thighs and ankles were together. He was still fucking me, my ass tighter now, I thought, and better for him as he kissed my feet, turning them in his hands so that he could suck my little brown toes while I lay there smiling and giggling and feeling his cock moving inside me. I'd never had a boyfriend before, never been kissed until Mr. Reiser had found me, now I couldn't imagine living my life without him.  My Master smiled and let my left foot go as I moved it slowly to his chest, playing with it against his loose tie and soft white shirt, rubbing at the places where his dark nipples would be hiding and trying to pinch them with my toes. Mr. Reiser kept my right foot, and hugged my leg to him, kissing it and using it to keep my ass high for his cock. I spread my left leg around him and reached down to play with my cock with one hand, pinching and pulling at my nipples with the other while he watched me. I was getting hard and teasing him, pushing my small penis down over my balls just enough so I could rub the tip of my cock against his shaft as it slid in and out of my body. "Fuck, you're sexy like that...Jesus..." Mr. Reiser breathed and I knew he was falling in love with me too. I could see it in his soft blue eyes. "Cum inside me..." I licked my lips. "I want to feel it...I love it when you fuck me..." "I will..." He promised, working his hips and making it good for both of us. "...Soon, baby...Aw fuck...real soon..." He put himself down again a minute later, still holding my leg so it bent over his shoulder and I was wide open and vulnerable. My right knee was practically touching my nipple and my left heel found the small of his back, digging at him to fuck me harder. Mr. Reiser groaned into my mouth, kissing me deeply with his tongue fucking my lips. He was cumming, shooting his sperm inside me and I felt my own cock, now trapped tightly between my sweating body and his rumpled shirt throbbing and then I had my orgasm as well, joining him in a wonderfully unexpected climax to our lovemaking. He'd brought me off, fucking me with his lovely cock in my girlish ass, and I was crying for the umpteenth time that long day, but finally for a reason other than shame. I was too full of desire and love and a thousand other emotions that I couldn't contain, it poured out of my eyes in warm salty tears and my Master was kissing them all away. End of chapter 06

Next: Chapter 7


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