2 comments/ 32716 views/ 9 favorites Milking Ch. 01 By: dfm2099 This is a story of interracial Dom and Sub play with racial play added in. The N-word is used by consenting adults. If this is too much for you, there is no need to continue. Please enjoy. ***** Recently a friend of mine approached me about house sitting and taking care of her pets while she was away on a long extended business trip. I've known Danielle for quite some time so I was glad to help. It wasn't like I had much going on as I'm older and single anyways. Danielle is in her 30s, single, and an amazing mother. Since her break-up a few years ago she became focused on her kids and career. She's always been someone I liked to be around, silly and ready to have a laugh even if it was at her expense. Danielle had me over and walked me through what I had to do for her pets. Nothing too hard really. With wine glasses in hand she talked me through how to handle her snake, 2 guinea pigs, and various fish. The wine and conversation was great, and I thought I had a good handled on everything. She grabbed me by the hand and walked me over to a storage door with two heavy locks on it. She unlocked the door and before opening it looked at me with a nervous gaze that worried me a bit. "Please don't judge me, but I have one more favor to ask and it's a big one. I need you to keep an open mind about it." I told her ok, she slowly opened the door and switched the lights on. The room was the size of a walk in closet. You could store quite a bit inside, that is if that's what you actually used it for. The walls were sound proof from the looks of it, with various sexual toys hanging in the walls. Paddles, whips, chains, dildos, and strap-ons. I knew Daniell was a sexual person, but I never thought this was something she was into. In the center of the room was a naked black man on all fours facing us. My mind started to race, what exactly did she want me to do? I'll admit he was attractive, he looked like he was in his late to twenties to early thirties. His body was easy on the eyes, you could tell he spent time in the gym. He looked up at us, there was a lustful energy in his eyes, but he didn't speak. "Let me explain. James and I have been seeing each other for the better part of a year. He's not exactly my boyfriend but someone I care about. We are good friends and sexually we have a slave master understanding, so he's one of my pets I need you to take care of.. " Her voice seemed to trail off for a bit. I had over twenty years on both of them and yes I've done my share of sexual exploration but I had never been asked to take care of someone's human pet. "All I'm asking for is if you would be willing to milk him twice a week while I'm gone." I just looked at her puzzled, I started to ask a question but it never came out. "If you accept he will be here on Tuesdays and Thursdays ready for you. "Why?" "Well, I'll be gone for two and a half weeks and he has a high sex drive and needs to be taken care of or he might get into trouble. Let me just show you. If you're not interested I won't blame you for saying no." She walked to him and began pulling him by a leash, the muscles in his upper back rippled as he walked beside her like an obedient dog. We walked to the living room and she sat him down at her feet as we sat down on the couches. He curled up at her feet, never looking up at us. I was kind of confused. Why would such a man who obviously takes pride in himself become a woman's submissive pet? As if reading my mind she went on to say. "Umm well James gets off on powerful women. He loves to please and will do just about anything I ask. I never thought I'd be in this kind of a relationship but power is kind of addicting. Trust me, you'll see." "I never said I would do it, Daniell." "I know.. So he needs to be milked. Our understanding is that he will do anything to me sexually that I ask as long as I get him off at the end of it all. I can't do that while away so in order to get around that, I need your help. I know this all sounds like a bit much. Let first start by walking him around the house." She handed me the leash. I felt stupid. She urged me to, so I did. He walked at my side like any of the dogs I have at home. It was odd but kind of thrilling. Who could say they've walked a black man before? We made a full circle back to the living room and I handed him back to her. She padded the couch twice and he obediently got up on it. Naked I could see his throbbing black cock. He must have been seven or eight inches long. She took his cock in her hand, the tips of her fingers barely touched, he was so thick. He laid on his back with his legs wide open. She reached over and grabbed a lube from her purse. She heavily applied it to her hand and his cock. He moaned softly and his eyes closed. I watched him intently, I could feel myself getting excited. She kneeled in front of him, stroking his cock with the experience of someone who knew every detail of him. "So how you get him off is up to you. He has no say, he's happy with just being touched. What he does like is to be talked down to. Talking dirty and calling him names while you're doing this will get him off faster. He also likes it rough.." She grabbed his balls and yanked, a sudden yelped seeped from his full lips. "How dirty or rough you get again is up to you. My nigger loves it all." She was looking at me when she said it and it felt like I had been slapped. "Yeah, nothing is off limits. Call him whatever you want. I just need him to get off a minimum of twice a week or you'll find this nigger in someone's yard sniffing around, which of course I don't want." I'm assuming that was just a play on words, he wouldn't actually do that would he. She led me through what she does. She started massaging his cock gently at first, warming him up then with two hands she pumped his cock hard and violently from tip to base. The veins in his neck and face flaired out and his eyes shut tight. She immediately stopped. "Personally, I like to bring him to the brink several times to show him who's in control then finally let him cum. Always by my decision not his!" She turned him over and repeated it this time while he was on all fours after stopping the second time she massaged his ass and slip a finger inside with ease. She had somehow found a way to conquer a nigger completely. Surprised at myself for even thinking the n-word. Could I actually call him that? Her finger was all the way in, she fingered him while pulling back on his cock, slowly bringing him to his pleak again. His moans were becoming so intense now. I had never heard a man sound so animalistic. He clung to the cushions and even bucked his ass into her hand. The grunts he was making were starting to make my pussy wet. Then she stopped and stepped back. "Give it a try, milk my nigger for me." I knelt down in front of the couch, his ass, cock, and balls about face level. I took him in my hands and massaged slowly. He moaned for me. After a few moments she urged me to own the moment. I pulled down on his balls lightly. "My nigger won't even feel that anymore. You're going to have to dig your nails in and yank harder." I did, and the wincing sound he made pushed me further. I yanked hard this time and twisted his cock. I let go of his balls and used both of my hands to milk his black cock. No, his nigger cock! "You like that.. .. Ni.. Nnn.. Nigger!!" The words finally tumbling out for the world to see. Does this make me a bad person, calling him a nigger? Nothing else seemed to matter, I didn't care. This nigger liked being dominated and humiliated by white women so why couldn't I enjoy it? It's been a while since I've felt so strong and dominant over someone and I love it. I got my fingers wet and fucked his ass. Something came over me, I fucked him good and hard. "Yea that's it! Show my nigger who's boss while I'm gone." I pulled out and grabbed his cock with both hands again, pumping away and twisting my hands while pulling the cock towards me. He started grunting and rithing in ecstasy. I knew he was close and wanted to hear him explode. I picked up the pace and held the base of his cock with one hand while milking him with the other. He let out such a loud and deep roar and came all over the couch, floor and my knees. U had never felt such power and ownership over a man before. It was intense!! "And that, is how you milk my nigger.." We both laughed loudly. I couldn't believe what I had just done and said. There wasn't an ounce of shame in me, I knew I'd enjoy this duty and possibly even more than James would. Milking Ch. 02 This is a Master Slave interracial story using race play. Again, if the use of the N-Word bothers you, don't read this story. This is a story written by a black man, not a white racist. Thank you and enjoy. * Danielle had been gone for 3 days and I had stopped by once to check on her animals but today was the special day. On top of checking on the animals I was also here to milk her, Ummm, human pet. It had been a long day at work but I was looking forward to this. The time had been established the day before and as I expected, when I opened the door there he was on the couch nude, blind folded, waiting for me. Now being a mature woman in age it's been a while since I've had a young man eager for my touch. Like a dog he sat right up, awaiting my attention. When I walk up to him he pressed himself against me, smelling me like some fuckin mutt. He sniffed around then pressed his face against my crotch. I let him, the attention was doing wonders for my confidence. I dug into my purse and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. There was no way I would believe he would completely control himself. I cuffed him with his hands behind his back and laid him on the couch with two pillows under his ass. Instead of giving him the attention he desperately desired I got up and left. Tended to the animals before giving him any form of satisfaction. This pet would wait for me. Afterwards I finally came back to him and his muscular body nearly begging for me. Confident he couldn't control the situation due to the restrains and blindfold I undressed down to my bra and panties. I grabbed some lube and poured a very generous amount all over his cock and balls. His dick was rock hard from the moment I walked in. I didn't plan to drag this out but I would enjoy this just as much as he did. I massaged his thick black shaft, the moans were already filling the room. I slid my hand over his balls, he seemed to like that alot. Tugging on his cock, I could tell I could make him cum with just this if I wanted to but this wasn't enough for me. I stopped and watched him grind his hips into the air. Once he calmed down I straddled his face and chest. I knew the feel of my body on top of his would send him over the top. I pressed my pussy onto his face and grinded myself into him. The fabric of my panties being the only buffer between us. I didn't allow him to eat me, Danielle would have a fit. I moved myself just out of reach of his mouth. I could feel him trying to lick at me, only reaching the crease of my ass. I gripped his cock hard, I was done playing. With both hands working his body I slid and rolled my finger in his balls, occasionally massaging the space between his balls and ass. The nasty pet loved it. With my other hands I would tug on his black cock with my thumb closest to the base of his shaft. As I pulled to the head I would twist my hand and driving him wild. I stopped then focused my attention on his cock, using both hands on him. Twisting and pulling, trading one hand for another. His grunts were getting louder and that was my que. "Are you close to cumming for your white Master?" The words were filled with lust and vile. He groaned out and grunted. "Fuck yes, Master!" With that I increased the intensity and watched his body tense and shake as he got closer and closer to the cliff. There was no going back, even if I stopped his body would careen into an orgasm. "Cum you filthy fuckin, nigger!!" I'm not a racist but having this kind of power over such a specimen does something for you that is hard to explain. He exploded with such a violent shake that he got cum over my chest, neck, and his stomach. I was stunned at the amount of cum he let out. No wonder he needs a milking. By this point I was so horny I needed my own release. I got up used a hand to clean his cum off my chest and neck then smeared it all over his lips and ordered him to lick it up. "You make for a great slave, you know that?" I straddled his chest and leaned back a bit. Pulling my panties to the side I started rubbing my clit like there was so tomorrow. I needed my own orgasm and as much as I would love to fuck him I just couldn't. At least not without permission. My fingers worked feverishly, at first I just felt the tug of an orgasm but then out of nowhere I felt it barreling towards me. "Open your fuckin mouth!" With a long gaps and loud moan I exploded. I'm what they call a squirter and he took full blast in the month and face. Degrading him in such a way depend my orgasm in ways I hadn't felt before. I looked down at him and smiled. Getting up I got dressed, undid his cuffs, and knelt down close to his ear. "Good job nigger, if your good. Maybe one day you'll have us both." With that I got my purse and walk out of Danielle's home. This was something I was going to enjoy doing while she was gone, and hopefully after she came back too...