14 comments/ 333041 views/ 26 favorites Making Of A Slut By: ebonimaster "You sure look pretty tonight Ms. Davis," Eddie said. Tina looked up at the black janitor over her glasses. He always said the same thing. "Why do you interrupt me with the same nonsense every night? And turn off that damn radio in my office. What's wrong with you people?" "Real sorry Ms. Davis," Eddie said. Tina couldn't help but notice how Eddie's muscles flexed smoothly, even under the loose fitting green janitor overalls he wore. She crossed her legs, giving Eddie a good look at her smooth, long legs, encased in silky stockings. Her skirt stopped just short of her ass. She saw him looking and smiled. "Shouldn't look at what you can't have," she said smoothly. "You right about that ma'am. You have a good night," he said, pushing his cart along. Tina watched him go, again noticing how the smooth muscles of his back rippled under the janitor's overalls. She wondered briefly what he looked like without it on. She'd never seen a black man naked. Her daddy, who owned the building she worked in and nearly half of downtown would roll off his chair if he saw her looking at a black man. But she couldn't help wondering. A couple of hours later, Tina had forgotten all about Eddie, and she packed up her lap top, grabbed her jacket and headed down to the parking lot. "G'night Ms. Davis," Alan, the night guard called as Tina walked out of the building. She always parked around back. It was dark back there, but it was a closer walk. Besides, no one could get past building security. Tina was just deciding on Chinese for dinner when a strong hand grabbed her from behind and pushed a horrible smelling cloth up against her mouth. A few deep breaths, and the night was lost to her. "Come on Ms. Davis, wake up now girl," a deep voice said from somewhere far away. Tina shook her head groggily and tried to brush her blond hair from her face, but she couldn't move her hands. Why not? She opened her eyes a little and saw only dark, shadowy light. A silhouette of a man stood in front of her. "You like my place Ms. Davis?" "What the fuck's going on?" Tina said. "Who are you?" The stranger stepped into the shadowy light and Tina gasped in surprise. "Jesus Eddie, what the Christ is going on here?" She looked at herself and realized she was wearing only her black lace thong panties and her black lace bra. Victoria Secret buys. On sale. Why was she thinking about stupid shit like that? "Where am I Eddie?" "Don't you recognize it Ms. Davis?" Eddie said. She took a good look at him. He didn't look like the slumped over janitor anymore. He had on jeans and no shirt. His chest was smooth and heavily muscled, sloping down to a stomach ridged with muscle. His bald head gleamed in the candlelight. Candlelight? Where the hell was she? "No. I don't recognize it," she said, straining at the bonds that held her hands. "Where am I?" "In your daddy's building," he said. "A sub sub basement. They built right over it. I found it, and now I live here. Rent free. Cheapest living in the city. Siphon off the electricity and I'm in paradise. I lit some candles, to be romantic." "You'll be sorry. Let me out of here. Now." "You ain't in no position to give orders Ms. Davis. Can I call you Tina?" "Fuck you." She spat at him. His big hand slammed across her face. "That wasn't nice. I'm gonna have to teach you some manners before I fuck that pink pussy." The slap and his words infuriated Tina. But she felt a warmth between her legs she'd never felt before. "Now, tell me you're sorry," Eddie said. She looked up at him in disbelief. "What?" "You heard me bitch. Apologize. Or I'll slap you up real good. Nobody can hear you scream down here." He raised his hand to slap her again. "I'm sorry," she said quickly. "Good bitch," he said and stroked her face softly where he'd slapped her. She pulled her face away from, but he didn't let her. He grabbed her blonde hair. "You ever had black cock in your mouth Tina?" "Look Eddie. Just let me go. I won't tell anyone. It'll be our secret. OK? He smiled down at her, then suddenly pulled the hand in her hair into a fist and pulled cruelly hard. "Answer me bitch. You ever suck black cock?" "Once," she said, gasping in pain. "In college. I was drunk." "Your daddy know his rich little white girl likes black cock?" Eddie grinned down into her face. "Don't deny it. I seen you looking at me. I seen you wondering what I look like with no clothes on bitch. I know how to treat your kind." He let her go and stood between her legs. She was tied to a chair with arm rests. It was a wide chair, so her legs were spread pretty wide. "Tell me bitch, is that pink pussy getting all wet thinking of my black cock?" "No," she said in a low arrogant voice. He ran his big strong hands over her full, rounded breasts. To her horror, her nipples leapt out to meet his touch through the lace bra. Her back arched slightly, pressing her tits into him, before she could stop herself. "No bitch? That pussy ain't even a little wet thinking how good I'm gonna fuck you?" He ran his hand down her smooth belly, then down the tops of her thighs, then down between her legs. He ran one long finger along her slit beneath the black lace thong. "What's this bitch? You're as wet a whore. How come?" She dropped her head, unwilling to look at her tormenter. But he didn't let her get away with it. He grabbed her hair again and pulled her head up, forcing her to look at him. "How come you're wet bitch? You like being treated like a whore?" He ran his finger down her slit again and this time, he bent low and ran his tongue across her hard nipple through the delicate lace of her bra. Tina jumped at the unexpected heat of his tongue against her. A tiny moan escaped her. He pushed the lace aside, and slid his finger gently into her wetness and found her clit. He massaged her hard little nub, looking down into her eyes. "That white bread college boy you got get you hot like this bitch?" "Please," Tina said. "Don't." He took his finger out of her and slid it into her hot mouth. "Suck on it bitch. Show me how you're gonna suck my cock." Tina turned her face away, but he slapped her lightly and grabbed her hair. She sucked on his finger, tasting her own juices. She couldn't believe how hot he was making her. "You're my bitch tonight, you hear?" he said, sliding his finger in and out of her mouth. "I'm gonna use every hole you got, you fucking spoiled rotten brat." He slid his finger out and slapped her face again, harder. She cried out. "Why'd you hit me? I didn't do anything." "I hit you ‘cause you're my bitch. And I do what I want with you. You got it?" She nodded slowly, almost in a daze. "You're gonna rape me, aren't you?" she said in a low voice. "I won't have to. By the time I give you my cock, you'll be begging for it." He reached out with a sudden movement Tina didn't expect and ripped her lace bra from her tits. Her round breasts stood tall and proud, with softly pink, hard nipples in the candlelight. "Your tits are just as nice as I knew they would be," he said. He moved between her legs again and ran his hands over her tits looking down into her face. "You need this Tina," he said, running the rough flesh of his thumbs over her hard nipples. "You need a thick black cock fucking that tight pink little pussy real hard. Don't you?" He bent and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth and reached a finger into her wetness. He pulled at the lace between her legs, and it gave way, letting his finger slide right into her. She humped his finger, caught, helpless between the twin sensations of his hot tongue on her nipples and his finger massaging her clit. She moaned softly, arching her back, pressing into him. "Please," she said softly. But it was no use. He kept on, licking her nipples and alternately biting them hard, then licking around them again and again while he massaged and rubbed her clit. She thought she'd go crazy. When she was just about to come, he stopped. She looked up at him, breathing hard, her face flushed and beautiful. She watched eagerly while he stood back and undid his jeans. He slid them down over his hips and revealed his nakedness underneath. His thick, black cock stood straight up, reaching past his navel. The thick head was slick with pre-come. Veins grooved the hard flesh. "You want my cock in your mouth bitch?" She could only nod, looking at his hardness. "Say it," he said. "Please," Tina said. "I want your cock in my mouth." He stood between her legs, towering over her, like a muscled god, and brought his thick cock to her lips. She opened her mouth and took his cock deep down her throat, moaning softly. He worked her nipples while she serviced his cock. He grabbed her pink little nubs between his thumb and forefinger and massaged them and squeezed them, driving her crazy. He looked down at her pretty pink lips stretched tight around his chocolate cock, sliding in and out of her hot, wet mouth. "Yeah bitch," he said, pumping his hips into her mouth, "that's it. Take that big black cock. That's whores like you are good for." His movements were long and rhythmic, using her mouth to pleasure his throbbing cock. He grabbed her hair and held her still while he fucked her face. His head lolled back on his shoulders, his eyes closed while he pumped his cock deep down her throat, enjoying every inch of her hot mouth. "That's it bitch. Suck my cock. Take it all," he said, humping her face faster. His thrusts became more desperate. He clenched his teeth and drove hard into her mouth, choking her. But he gripped her hair tight, not letting her escape the monster cock in her mouth. Sweat trickled down his muscled chest. The only sounds in the room were her small moans of pain as his cock hit the back of her throat again and again and his grunts of pleasure as he fucked her hot mouth. "Here's my load bitch. Swallow every fucking drop you whore," he said and pulled her face down on his cock. He exploded inside her mouth, sending hot loads of come jetting down her throat. "Oh, fuck, yeah," he said, stroking into her mouth. Come dribbled down her chin. "Clean my cock," he said, pulling out of her mouth and pushing her head down onto his sticky cock. Her hot tongue licked up and down his cock and around his balls, licking up his come. He could feel himself starting to get hard again. "You're my come slut now," he said, and stroked her hair softly while she licked his cock clean. She looked up at him, afraid. "I guess so," she said. He slapped her, but not too hard. The bitch had sucked him off good. "What are you?" he said. "Your come slut," Tina said, crying a little. She was afraid, because she knew that, after tonight, she could never say no to his cock. To be continued… Don't forget to vote… Making of a Slut My husband and I are in an open relationship. He allows me to explore some of my darker sides, i.e., BDSM. My husband is wonderful and in the Spring of '13 I met my Sir. Our relationship is ever evolving. The following event happened last summer. I have read many stories on this site. This is my first attempt at writing. If I get positive feedback, I would like to share more of my adventures. Lastly, I am an African American woman, 5'2 146 lbs, 38 DDs with what our culture calls, thickness, on my bottom half. Dark completion, natural medium length styled hair and average looks. Sir comes home from work and immediately goes into the bedroom, closing the door. i can faintly hear him making a phone call, although i can't make out what He's saying. Upon coming back into the room, He throws one of my tight short dresses at me, along with a blindfold. "Put these on, no panties or bra. And heels! We're going on a field trip." i clumsily walk down my stairs, walking blindly and gingerly. W/we get in the car and i sigh, wondering if i have upset Him, or rather He's just in one of His moods. After what feels like a small eternity, the car comes to a stop. He turns off the engine, walks around the nose of the car, and opens my door, helping me get out. i stumble in my strappy stilettos as he briskly leads me to our destination. i hear him knock, and the door is promptly answered. He talks in hushed tones with the occupant of the room before He pushes me inside. Sir removes my blindfold, i'm surprised to see a very handsome man with waist length dreadlocks sitting at the small desk. i recognized him from a swinger party we had attended a few weeks ago. The man didn't try to hide the fact that he is undressing me with his eyes as he leers at me. Sir sits down across from Dreads on the other side of the desk. "Dance like the nasty little bitch that you are," Sir's words break the silence. i begin to dance, slow grinding and twerking, knowing there will be repercussions if i disappoints Sir. i drop into a split, grinding into the floor, imitating how i ride cock. i tease both of them with little glimpses of my round breasts and plump ass ever so often. "Hurry up and take off that dress, slut. Show us your pussy! I want you to spread your lips and let us take a good look." Sir relentlessly demands. i do as he asks, feeling self conscious and embarrassed, but being turned on by being the center of attention and His goddamn gravitas. Lying prone with legs open wide, i spread my lips. i lick my fingers and insert them into my cunt, rubbing my clit with my other hand. i turn over and get onto all fours. i bounce my ass cheeks in a provocative manner, letting T/them see my fat cunt from the back. "Good girl. I knew you wouldn't embarrass me in front of company. Now come over here and find a way to entertain my friend", He says with such ease and confidence. i stand up and walk towards the sexy dread head with trepidation. i'm not sure what to do. Sir had never placed me in this position before. i stand directly in front of the man, frozen in place and unsure of myself. Suddenly a hard slap across the face knocks me to the ground. i look up at Sir, unable to stop the tears, feeling betrayed. "BITCH! Entertain my friend!" i am stunned. i wipe my face and try to regain my composure. "Yes, Sir." The other man had grown tired of waiting. He stands up, unbuckles his belt and unzips his jeans. His pants drop to the floor, and he quickly kicks them off along with his boxers. i look up and realize he is very impressively hung, at least 8 inches semi hard, shit, my pussy is in for a long night. i look away in shock. Despite my fear, i feel my pussy tingling with anticipation. When i look up again, he is completely naked. He takes his time walking over to me, and it felt like the longest pause of my life. i have plenty of time to admire his heavily muscled body. When he is standing in front of me, he turns around and asks Sir, "So I can do whatever I want with this bitch, right?" My Sir smirks, "Just don't leave any marks on her pretty face." The man picks me up and roughly throws me onto the bed. My heart is pounding something fierce at this point. But strangely, my pussy is the wettest it has ever been. With no more talking, the man climbs on top of me, parting my legs with his thigh. i tried to resist, whimpering "no" as my trembling legs helplessly tried to close, feeling scared, but he leans down and whispers, "Stop fighting, slut. This pussy is mine until I'm done with it. Shut the fuck up and take this dick!" i quickly stopped fighting, resigned to my fate. i stare at the ceiling, feeling him shove his massive cock into my tight pussy. i give an involuntary gasp as he painfully hits my cervix. With no regard to my pain level, he pumps in and out of my pussy for at least 20 minutes, flipping me over and hitting it from the back too. i am in shock, but still hear the loud pounding on the door just as the man is about to finish. He pulls out of me, pushes me on my back, and nuts all over my face. I use the sheet to wipe the hot thick cum from my face. i can feel my cunt gapping, and am ambivalent, partly unsure whether Sir wants me enjoying the sensation. i close my eyes and sigh in relief that it is over. Suddenly, another man climbs on top. The second stranger, an attractive ginger, quickly inserts his more manageable cock into my hungry hole. A sigh of lust and relief escapes me involuntarily. My hands grasp his ass, pulling him into me. There must have been another knock on the door, but i was too caught up in the good fucking i was currently receiving. He had picked me up and pushed me against the wall. i could feel the cool plaster against my back in contrast to the hot sweaty man pumping away inside of me. He drops me back on the bed like a bag of trash. It is then that i notice two more men have entered the room. i am on my back with three men standing over me. A new man, a sweaty fat man, plops on top of me. i pleadingly look at Sir. He gazes back with a hardened glare. i am going to take this, He wants to see this and i cannot even think of my safe word. But my mind raced, contemplating possible exit strategies, and blocking the ugliness of the man on top of me. Fuck, i am trapped! It was then that pure terror struck into my mind. The man that had just been fucking me against the wall, stood next to my left hand. i know what he wants. i grab his dick and start stroking as I feel the fat man's belly on top of me, his little dick sliding inside of me with his nasty ass sweat sticking to me. A tear slides down my cheek as my sobs of protest are disregarded. my newest dick stands off to the side, stroking his cock and watching my humiliation unfold. Soon he is ready to join in. He pries my mouth open and forces his cock in. After a few minutes of this excruciating humiliation, the fat man pulls out and squirts his meager cum onto my stomach. He pulls up his pants and walks out the door without a second glance. i am just a cum receptacle to him. The two remaining men looked at each other, "Let's open this slut all the way up," the tall dark skinned man moans as he begins to fuck my face harder, "Get it real wet, bitch. This dick is going in your ass." i begin to cry again, getting his dick as lubed as i could. Satisfied, both men step back and maneuver me into position for a double penetration. The ginger lays on the bed. i am pushed on top and slide onto his dick. The brotha roughly pushes me flat onto the ginger's chest. i felt the head of his dick prod my tightest hole. He pushes against the entrance, but my sphincter clenches against the intrusion. He grabs my hair, painfully jerking my head back. "Relax." "Wrong hole", I whimper, about to pray that he changes his mind and spares my backdoor. i look to Sir for comfort, but He has a look of disgust mixed with pleasure. i can disappoint him, or i can complete my task. i try to relax as he once again attempts to push inside. Little by little he pushes all of his cock deep, I feel the fullest I have ever felt in my life. Oh my goodness, i forgot what a cock in the ass after years of emptiness feels like and this bastard is practically breaking me dry. There is a cock in my pussy and my ass. I feel so ashamed. But somehow, the combination of nerve stimulation and fullness begins to make it feel good. "Please, fuck my ass," I pout, the men take turns thrusting my exhausted body. "Please fuck me up my ass," I repeat lustily. My eyes roll back, my precious ass is now being fucked like a pussy! "You like it up your ass don't you," Sir inquires, leaning over me. i see that he is naked below the waist. His dick is hard and headed towards my face. He begins to pound my mouth. i am being pumped in all of my holes. i hear the primal grunting, followed by a warm sensation filling then leaking from my ass. Grabbing my face, Sir begins to fuck my throat. i soon feel his cum spurting into my stomach. Not to be outdone, the ginger flips me onto my stomach, fucking me in earnest. Shortly thereafter he also leaves a gooey deposit. i am nothing but a cum dumpster. The room is spinning. i'm incredibly sore, and i don't even recall everything that has happened to get me to this point. "Go get cleaned up," Sir says shaking His head and picking up my clothes to take with Him. Ten minutes later I sprinted to the car, hoping to avoid anyone seeing me.