****** Racial Recreation ****** Provided By: BDSM_Library www.bdsmlibrary.com Synopsis: A Young Black college student faces unspeakable racial abuse, and then is sold to me While I am not a fan of racial prejudice in real life, it can be a stimulating and erotic force in not only fantasy, but also in sexual activities. This very story was commissioned by an African American who wanted a follow up to a story I wrote a while back called Enslaved. Every story pushes buttons for those who are inclined toward what is in that particular work and turns off those who find the content repulsive. That is the nature of this sort of writing. stimulating and erotic force in not only fantasy, but also in sexual activities. This very story was commissioned by an African American who wanted a follow up to a story I wrote a while back called Enslaved. Every story pushes buttons for those who are inclined toward what is in that particular work and turns off those who find the content repulsive. That is the nature of this sort of writing. They deposited him on my doorstep and that's how I came to write the Enslaved story in the first place. He was a young nigger, eighteen or so, and damn fine looking although you couldn’t tell that from his condition when he was dumped onto my living room carpet by the three hunky Southern college boys. I was really afraid the black, sweaty, bloody, greasy mess would ruin my carpet. The rednecked college boys were nothing to sneeze at either. I would gladly have thrown a fuck into anyone of their hot, young asses, but I don’t think they would have taken kindly to the suggestion. They were muscular animals, all three of them, encased in ass hugging jeans with baseball caps hiding their short jock hair. They had muscles bursting out through their tight tee shirts, and one could see their pouty nipples on their hard pec mounds through the thin, sweat soaked material. They slammed their shitkickers into the black body on the floor, and their strong, athletic young bodies strained in all the right places. Yes sir...those spoiled southern white boys would have made fine slaves themselves, but that was not possible, at least not today. "Sorry if he’s a little fucked up, we got a little rough with him. But it was his own fucking fault," the jock who seemed the leader explained, removing his baseball cap and running a hand over his short choppy blond head. "You see, we had stopped at a fast food place for lunch yesterday and allowed as the nigger needed to eat too, we should get him something. That was our mistake. Cal here, scooped some garbage out of the Dumpster, and we took it into the men’s room and threw it into the pisstrough and pissed all over it and told the jig to chow down. Well, he was eating his slop out of the urinal just as nice as you please when the bathroom door opens and this preppy fag white boy nigger loving activist walks in. You know the kind I mean. The fucking world is full of them now. the nigger needed to eat too, we should get him something. That was our mistake. Cal here, scooped some garbage out of the Dumpster, and we took it into the men’s room and threw it into the pisstrough and pissed all over it and told the jig to chow down. Well, he was eating his slop out of the urinal just as nice as you please when the bathroom door opens and this preppy fag white boy nigger loving activist walks in. You know the kind I mean. The fucking world is full of them now. “ His eyes get as big as Jazzbo's here, and his face goes all pale. 'Oh my God…Oh My God...what are you doing to that poor man...’ he screams..making all kinds of Christ fucking unholy fuss. Well sir, we knew right then, we wasn’t in the good old South no more. Times has changed for the worst! So we locked the toilet door and beat the shit out of the nigger lover to vent our anger and disappointment a the condition of our once great Nation today. We kicked him in the nuts and guts, and had him crawling across that toilet floor, mewling like a fucking tortured kitten. I got to admit it was kind of fun. Then since he was such a nigger loving college preppy...we stripped him totally fucking bare assed, revealing his thin, pale, smooth girlie/boy body and made him spit kiss and suck cock with the nigger. We made them roll around on the tiled bathroom floor like rutting farm animals, while we hauled out our fat dicks and pissed on them. The white trash nigger lover kept crying that he wasn’t gay..that he was straight. Shit, we didn’t believe that load of crap for a second, and we forced him to suck the nigger's asshole. We made him work his tongue way up into that nigger shithole. There was the nigger kneeling and crying, while the white boy crying even harder, sucked his black ass. Then we made the niggerboy shove his foot long fuckmeat down the kid’s throat until the asshole passed out from lack of oxygen. You can see the sambo has a huge hunk of jungle bunny fuck meat on him. We took the white kid’s face and smashed it real good on the rim of a toilet...broke all his teeth and stuff, then we shoved one of his fancy dress loafers up his own asshole. It was a tight fit...guess maybe he never had had anything up there before. ers up his own asshole. It was a tight fit...guess maybe he never had had anything up there before. “Then we dumped the kid’s bloody head into one of the toilets and were about to take a shit on him when all this knocking starts at the bathroom door. The manager is shouting that he's called the police. So we had to hightail it out the rear window. “Now I know you are wondering how this incident led to the nigger being all beat up. Well sir....it turns out that Cal had been washing the blood off his hands and had put his good wristwatch on the sink when we hightailed out of there. And Fuck Me, he left it there. We were so Godamned angry, we just had to let off steam. So we parked in the woods and beat the shit out of the jig. You might say we got a little carried away. " I thanked the boys and sent them on their way, trying to control my hard on watching those hunky well packed asses retreat from my home. They would take the money I had given them and spend it on fucking cunts. What a fucking waste. They would sidle up to fresh teenage pussy meat in some dance bar or club...acting all boysish and shy and coy, and really only thinking of one thing..dumping their cumloads in some dickditch twattrough. You've all seen straight boys in bars playing that game. Shit, maybe you are one. Talking about everything under the sun and agreeing with the cunts about the most preposterous, stupid things, acting all sensitive. While they were really only thinking with their fuckslabs and where they wanted to ram them. I turned to the beaten heap on my floor. "What's you name?" I demanded. "Ashanti...sir..." came the thick deep voice, clogged with swollen glands and lips and tongue, heavy with spittle and blood and snot. "Shuck out of your clothes Ashanti, and let me see what I just bought." of your clothes Ashanti, and let me see what I just bought." You could hardly call them clothes. A wifebeater undershirt, all stained with sweat and cum and piss and blood and God knows what else, and a torn pair of Fruit of the Loom underpants. I could see how much it hurt him just to move the slightest bit, so I kicked him to hurry him along. Soon he was bare assed naked on the floor and I got my first glimpse of the magnificent nigger dick and balls. They'd obviously used a vacuum pump on his dick as well as lots of weights cause it hung a good ten inches flaccid. The piss hole was the size of a dime. His nuts hung halfway to the knees and I could tell from the way they swung that his college boys buddies had put ball bearings or weights of some sort actually in the scrotal sack itself. I knew if I checked behind the ball bag, I would find a tiny scar. The sight of that freak dick and those grotesque stretched sagging nuts was awesome. I made him kneel in front of me, his fat long dick scraping the floor. I held his face in my hands, and that was when I really noticed how handsome he was. He must have once had bright intelligent eyes, now dull and almost thoughtless of course. His nose was fine and the nostrils flared in true nigger royalty fashion. His lips were thick and rich and full, swollen from all the cocksucking. He had been forced to sometimes suck twenty to thirty white dicks in a single day. I was very impressed not only with his muscular chest, but also with the big nipples which had obviously been worked on for weeks or months. They stood out from his chest a full inch like fucking sow teats. I circled him to get a look at the high tightly muscled well rounded ass slabs. I knew already that his asshole would look like a cunt, the ass lips themselves stretched and hanging like the folds of a fucked out whore cunt. He'd been fucked hundreds of times with every thing including the kitchen sink. of a fucked out whore cunt. He'd been fucked hundreds of times with every thing including the kitchen sink. I stood before him. His lips moved but no sound came out. His eyes pleaded with me, the whites yellow from pain and abuse, and they had red veins trailing through them. The thick cocksucker lips moved once again, "Help me..." he whispered. I leaned down and took one thick nipple in each hand and yanked. His chest rose. His eyes met mine. "Ashanti...I am not here to help you, but to hurt you. Those boys are amateurs. After months of keeping you in their dorm and abusing you, they couldn't think of anything else to do to you. So, they sold you to me, a professional. I am a professional at pain and humiliation and abuse. They beat you down to size and worked you over, I read a full report. But even the Southern Police lack subtle technique. They lack creativity. “Take these big fucking sow tits of yours. They stretched the fuck out of them all right...made them all rubbery and long like huge pencil erasers, but I will inject them with liquid, so that when they are squeezed they will drip and squirt titty-milk. Think how funny that will be, especially in public. “They put a padlock through your foreskin and stretched it all the fuck out of shape. Well the first thing we will do tonight is have a circumcision party. Of course, I use no anesthetic. “You see Ashanti, I am going to fill your body with such pain that you go blind and can’t see...with such pain that you go deaf and cant hear…with such pain that you go numb and cant feel. That's what they want...that's what they paid me for. Now if you can convince me to do otherwise, I'd be glad to entertain your argument. " It took him almost a minute to realize that I was allowing him to speak. him to speak. "Please...I was a straight A student. I was a good person. I am a good person. I never hurt anyone." I stroked his nappy head. "But you didn't keep your place. That's what I hear. You stepped into a white university. They don't want niggers there. " "Let me go sir. I”ll be a good nigger and go home. I just wanna go home." "Get a proper job as a bathroom attendant or something, is that it?' I asked. “Yes sir....." he began to lick my hand. He had been well worked over by those boys. Why waste it on my hand. I unzipped and took my juicing dick out. He began to lick my cock all along the stalk and around the wet head just as nice as you please. He had had lots of training. "But what's to keep you from telling the authorities about the abuse you suffered. What's to keep you from opening your big nigger mouth for something other than dick?" "I learned my lesson Sir I learned my lesson.” he licked down under my bloated nuts to get at the sweat. "Well, lets just see how well behaved you have become. Maybe I wont have to hurt you so much after all. Go over there on the wooden kitchen floor and squat and take a shit." He crawled over on all fours his big muscular black ass globes up in the air. An eighteen year old fuck animal. He had also been taught to shit in public for the entertainment of others. He squatted and then lifted his ass toward me, spreading the cheeks, the huge balls hanging onto the floor. Then he grunted and a long black turd snaked out of the asshole which was as large as I had expected. It plopped onto the floor. Then a second. Then a third. He twisted around to look at me, hope flickering in his tired eyes. entertainment of others. He squatted and then lifted his ass toward me, spreading the cheeks, the huge balls hanging onto the floor. Then he grunted and a long black turd snaked out of the asshole which was as large as I had expected. It plopped onto the floor. Then a second. Then a third. He twisted around to look at me, hope flickering in his tired eyes. "Good boy, Ashanti. Now, eat the shit." The black fucker didn’t even hesitate. He had been trained very well. He knelt down and put his face to the pile of shit and took one turd into his mouth. He chewed the shit, lifting his head so I could watch. He opened his mouth to show me shit on his tongue and between his teeth. "Most impressive, Ashanti. Tell me, when was the last time you fucked a girl?" "Bout a month ago sir," he said his mouth full of shit. “They made me...they made me.." he shook his head as if to clear it. "They made my fuck my little sister pregnant. " He could hardly say the words. "Well that was nice of them, encouraging your family to grow. And it must have brought you and your sister closer together. I bet she loved your big black fucker up her little nigger girl cunt. I heard you raped a white woman in one of the dorm rooms." "No sir.." he gobbled up more turd. "She made me do it sir. Honest. She wanted my big black snake." sir. Honest. She wanted my big black snake." “Are you saying I should believe a dirty filthy nigger above the word of a nice white college girl?" “No sir." he said, averting his eyes, and finishing the last of the shit. “And how did the nice white southern college boy jocks punish you for raping the white girl? He started to tremble at the memory. His thick lips quivered. It was so fucking hot. "They..they...had me fucked by a....by a ...horse sir. " If one looked closely, one could see the stitches where the doctor had sewed up his asshole. "My insides will never be the same again.." I smiled. "Who gives a fuck. It must have been fun for The guys to see you taking a huge horse dick up your black hole. Now crawl into the bathroom and shower and wash the shit out of your mouth and gargle and brush your teeth. ' Later that night I injected Ashanti's tits and dick head with something to make them swell and become terribly over sensitive. He could hardly stand to even have them touched, so of course I worked them vigorously. I leisurely fucked his face and ass switching back and forth. He really enjoyed the gentleness...it was like being in Heaven for him. Then, I explained to him his future. "You see Ashanti, I make videos, underground videos you can’t buy in any store. I make alot of money selling them to special buyers. You are going to star in some videos for me. In the videos, you will fuck young white girls...very young, very white girls. You will fuck them in the ass and mouth and cunt. Sometimes, the girl will be a just turned teenage slut hot for nigger cock. Sometimes she will be younger and more innocent, and you will rape her. It will depend on the film scenario. After you fuck the little bitch, you will be caught by the police, or by a gang, or by the girl’s brother and his friends, again depending on the story. You will be tortured for your indiscretion. The torture will be lovingly captured on film. can’t buy in any store. I make alot of money selling them to special buyers. You are going to star in some videos for me. In the videos, you will fuck young white girls...very young, very white girls. You will fuck them in the ass and mouth and cunt. Sometimes, the girl will be a just turned teenage slut hot for nigger cock. Sometimes she will be younger and more innocent, and you will rape her. It will depend on the film scenario. After you fuck the little bitch, you will be caught by the police, or by a gang, or by the girl’s brother and his friends, again depending on the story. You will be tortured for your indiscretion. The torture will be lovingly captured on film. “None of this fake SM stuff like the mainstream movies have. No Sir. You will be thoroughly whipped until you are bloody, have pins stuck in your ballbag and have large objects thrust up your pisshole and your asscunt. “You will be forced to do a nigger jig dance in your bare feet on broken glass. You will be mated with every conceivable kind of beast and human. You will be forced to fuck little black boys and girls. You will be burned and tattooed by skinhead gangs. You will feast on the raw castrated cocks of various animals. No sense in wasting those animal parts. You will suck the shit out of the asses of derelicts, diseased bums and animals. “Grade school boys will practice kicking you in the nuts to develop a healthy racial attitude. You will suck the snot from the noses of high school gang members and tell them how good it tastes. “We will film you fucking your little sister in the mouth while she delivers her baby, and a month after your sister delivers her new baby, we will film you fucking her pregnant again. And all of this you will do because you have been broken. Because you don't know how to refuse anymore. You have no will of your own . Now thank me for what I am going to do to you and kiss me." at I am going to do to you and kiss me." "Thank you master," he whispered, and opened his big black lips for me to thrust my tongue down his throat. I spit gobs into his throat and watched him swallow. I felt his smooth black body beneath me like velvet, like Chinese silk. I twisted his big nipples, and he kissed me harder. "Time for me to cut your dickskin baby..." I whispered. "After I am through, I will have you eat it." "Yes sir..." he answered in the sweetest, softest way, and he kissed me harder. "You know nigger, I think you are going to turn out all right." He smiled and I smiled with him, imagining his future pain. Review_This_Story || Email Author: dale10 ****** MORE_BDSM_STORIES_@_SEX_STORIES_POST ******