Bubba Seizes the Day
Copyright Dave Haugen 2002
Part 1
Sure, it wasn't the greatest job, but it was a living. For three years now, 32
year old Bubba Johnson had been working for the custodial staff at the local
university. Cleaning toilets, mopping hallway floors, vacuuming classroom
carpets; not exactly glamorous work, but it paid the bills. At least it beats
manual labor, Bubba thought to himself as he dunked his raggedy gray mop into
his pail, which by now was practically dirt-soaked. Looking up at the hallway
clock, Bubba saw that it was only 9:30. It felt like he had been working for
hours, yet he had just started his shift thirty minutes ago. Working the late
shift till five in the morning was hard to get to used to, but after a few
months, Bubba's internal clock gradually adapted to the late nights, and he was
able to function. Actually, he thought to himself, he felt pretty damn good
around this time of night.
"Night man, don't work too hard!" said one of the electricians on the
university's mechanical department, as he headed past Bubba in the hallway.
"Never do!" was Bubba's retort as he kept on mopping. Bubba was a man of
enormous size. His 6'4" stature and his 250 pound frame was domineering, and
Bubba was always proud of his ability to remain in fairly good shape. Not that
it did him much good in the romance department...most women were usually afraid
to even come near him.
As Bubba took another dunk into his pail, a group of four university seniors
walked past him, chattering egocentrically away about midterms and paper due
dates. Bubba couldn't stand listening to all of those white arrogant punks, all
of them having it so easy in life, with their parents no doubt footing the bill
while they frolicked away from class to class, living the easy life. Bubba
always wished he had the opportunity of going to school, however, coming from a
broken home in a rough neighborhood, and having to support his ailing mother and
three younger siblings, Bubba knew he could never have coughed up the money
needed to feed tuition-hungry academic centers. Most of his friends who were
also black never found their way to college either. It infuriated Bubba to no
end, knowing how unjust American society treated people. Not that any of the
young white punks that walked around him in the hallways cared. Out of the
corner of his eye, Bubba caught one of the girls in the foursome giving him a
disgusted repulsed stare, and that just enraged him even further. Bubba slammed
his mop into the pail and decided that he had better get his mind off of all
that negative stuff before his temper got the better of him. If there was one
personality trait of Bubba's that domineered over everything else, it was his
hot temper. Picking up the pail, Bubba sauntered over to the education
building's gymnasium, deciding that he had better make sure everyone was out of
there before he started sweeping the large wooden-floor area.
Walking into the gymnasium after grabbing his sweeping broom from the custodial
closet, Bubba quickly noticed the watery stains on the floor from all of the
punks. Shaking with anger, Bubba thought to himself that he would like to break
the legs of any student that ever again walked into the gymnasium with their
outdoor shoes on. "What the fuck do they think those signs are out there for
anyway, motherfuckers" Bubba cursed out, knowing that he would have to wash some
of the floor down first before even getting to the sweeping. As he pivoted
towards the door, a voice echoed out into the non-acoustical gymnasium, causing
Bubba to freeze in his tracks.
"Hey, watch your language!" Bubba turned around, surprised at not having
noticed anyone in the gym before he walked in. On the far side of the gym
nearly 90 feet away, amidst all of the gymnastics equipment that was set up
along the side wall, stood a sight that would be forever frozen in Bubba's mind
until the day he died...a young girl, maybe 18 or 19, although she looked to be
much much younger, only about 5 feet tall, stood on one foot on a large blue mat
by the balance beam, her other foot perched upwards leaning on the beam, totally
perpendicular to her upright body. She wore an absolutely gorgeous green
velvet, glittered, tank leotard that was totally armless and legless. The
outfit clung to every bend and curve on the girl's body, accentuating a
beautiful set of hips and breasts, not full and woman-like, but rather, smaller
and tighter, like those found on a high school cheerleader. Her dark brunette
hair was pulled backwards into a tight pony-tail, held together by a
coordinating green scrunchie. Bubba couldn't believe the impact his view was
giving him, and he felt himself growing instantly hard as if all the blood in
his body was draining towards his groin.
The girl kept standing still, in some sort of stretching exercise, and Bubba
couldn't take his eyes off of her. Noticing Bubba's lack of movement, the girl
blurted out "Do you mind??"
Bubba tried to regain his composure, enough to utter out some words in reply,
but some severely sexual thoughts had already entered his mind, and they weren't
about to leave. "Uh...sorry miss, but, uh, the ed building closes at 10." said
Bubba as about a million ideas ran through his mind about what he would like to
do to that pert flexible body standing across the gym.
"Duhhhhh, I knoooowwww" replied the girl in the most smart-alecky, condescending
voice imaginable. How dare she speak to him that way, Bubba thought as he
clenched his fist on the broom handle he was holding, that little girl has
absolutely no manners. "I'll be out of here in like ten minutes, so chill!"
For years, one of the disadvantages of Bubba's job was having to watch these
tight-assed college girls flaunt their little bodies around, thinking they were
all high and mighty, certainly better than some black janitor without a college
education, thought Bubba. Like a kaleidoscope, every instance of every small
mindless encounter Bubba had with these preppy school kids came flooding back to
him; every insult, every dirty sneer, every "I'm smarter, richer and better than
you" look. It hit Bubba like a ton of bricks. He couldn't stand thinking that
people felt they were better than him, especially some tiny, insignificant, 18
year old snob. And who was she to snap at him as though he was some nobody,
especially when he didn't even do or say anything to her in the first place.
Knowing that any retaliatory remark would probably end up costing him his job,
Bubba decided to just bee-line for the door and leave, hoping that when he
returned to clean up the floor, the girl would be gone. Only two steps outside
of the gymnasium, Bubba stopped. His imagination and his arousal getting the
best of him, he decided to take another peek through the glass door windows at
the little gymnastics queen. She was now sitting on the floor, her legs spread
wide apart in the straddle position, and her upper body leaning forwards in a
new stretch. Lurid thoughts and ideas poured into Bubba's imagination, and he
felt his heartbeat quickening and some adrenaline rushing through his veins, as
if his body was preparing himself for some major activity. His brain started to
catch up to his body, reminding him that here he was, practically alone in this
building with some white stuck-up cunt dressed up in an unbelievably sexy
outfit, who had just finished insulting him and treating him like pond scum.
"Ahh fuck man, snap out of it!" Bubba said out loud, trying to regain his
composure. Heading back to retrieve his mop and a clean pail of water, Bubba
returned to the gym a few minutes later, wanting to go back inside, just to have
another round of interaction with that girl. He just couldn't let her get the
last word in, especially being as arrogant and snooty as it was. What the hell,
Bubba thought, he would have a little fun mouthing back to this little bitch.
What would be the worst that could happen? And it would certainly make himself
feel better.
Stepping back into the gymnasium, Bubba glanced out of the corner of his eye as
the girl was sitting cross-legged on the blue mat, digging around inside of her
tote bag, looking for something. Bubba looked up at one of the clocks on the
gym wall and spoke up, deciding to be louder and more confident than his
pathetic stuttering statement from before. "Hey Miss, I told you that the
building is closing, in ten minutes!"
Her response...? Nothing! She didn't even flinch, driving Bubba nearly through
the roof with anger! How dare she not even acknowledge him, Bubba thought.
"Hey! Miss!", Bubba repeated much louder this time, his voice echoing through
the empty gym, "I said we close in TEN MINUTES!" This time, the girl lifted her
head and stared directly at Bubba, replying in a sharp, punctuating voice, "I
heard you the first time! I'm just getting my stuff together!"
"Well hurry up then!" said Bubba as he walked towards the watery stains on the
floor, waiting to be mopped up. Angrier than ever, Bubba still felt like she
had the better of their exchange. Look at her, he thought, sitting there like
some primadonna, digging around in her petty belongings, not caring about anyone
or anything but herself. Finally, after slipping on a pair of open-toed
sandals, she picked up her duffle bag, swung it over her shoulder and marched
towards Bubba, who was directly in her path to get to the gym's exit doors.
Bubba's heart began to race again as he slapped his mop back and forth across
the floor, watching her carefully from the corner of his eye, hoping that she
would snap back at him one more time, just to give him another opportunity to
say what was really on his mind. Instead, she walked right past him, out the
door, and towards the changing room area without having even said a single word.
"Bitch!" Bubba said sharply under his breath, as he caught the wafting smell of
her sweat mixed with some young girlie perfume, sending his arousal level almost
through the roof. His imagination was running wild; he hadn't felt this
outraged and this aroused in a long time.
Suddenly, the doors behind him opened again, and before Bubba could even turn
around, that young high pitched voice came flying back at him yet once more.
"Hey! The change room doors are locked dorkhead! How the hell am I supposed to
leave if I can't even get changed? Huh Einstein??" That did it.
That really did it.
Bubba gritted his teeth and decided that he was going to make a monumental
decision in his life. It was the proverbial straw that broke the camel's back.
All of the frustration, anger and jealousy that had been built up so powerfully
in his life boiled over like an erupting volcano. He had always fantasized
about an opportunity like this and now he had his chance to get back at everyone
who has ever crossed his path and was able to get away with it. And this poor
little white gymnast was about to bear the burden of all those people, and all
on her own. Bubba knew what he was going to do, and it felt fantastic. Hell,
after being treated like shit by so many, year in and year out throughout his
entire life, he was going to take back a little of what he deserved and desired.
Bubba smiled a wide-toothed, white-teethed grin as he looked over the girl
standing before him, her arms crossed in front of her, her lips grimaced in an
angry pout, her little body just begging to pay the price for her attitude.
Yeah, he thought, life is short, and what a shame it would be to not fulfill his
deepest darkest fantasy when it was so blatantly gift wrapped in this erotic
little package in front of him. And topped with a scrunchie.
With all the confidence in the world now, Bubba spoke. "Who the fuck do I look
like, your fucking slave, Miss?" The look on the girl's face, to Bubba, was
absolutely priceless. Her eyes widened like two saucers and her jaw dropped as
though she had just seen the sinking of the Titanic. Yet surprisingly, there
wasn't a sign of fear in her demeanor, just an incredulous disbelief that any
one, let alone a man, let alone a black man, would ever, EVER, speak to her with
those words. Yes, she was going to give him a piece of her mind, a big piece.
And Bubba was ready for that and every other piece she would eventually have to
offer.
"How dare you speak to me that way, you low life creep!" the girl blurted out
slowly and assuredly. Bubba couldn't believe it...she wasn't in the least bit
intimidated by being alone with someone almost a foot and a half taller than her
and weighing more than 150 pounds more. He liked her spunk. Hated her
attitude, but loved the fact that she was justifying everything he was planning
to do to her. She continued, "I'm going to have you fired so fast, you'll be
back in the ghetto where you belong! Now open that door so I can get my
stuff!!" Bubba kept smiling, loving every twist and turn of her lips and tongue
as she uttered such harsh words for someone so tiny and fragile. She was
certainly writing some cheques that her ass wasn't able to cash. But he would
make damn sure that her ass cashed each and every one of her cheques, Bubba
thought lewdly as he planned his next move.
"Fired huh? I'm already fired Miss. Fired right up that is."
"What ever!!!" she snapped back, "I'll just find someone else to get my stuff
for me"
As she turned around, Bubba decided it was time to make his move. One quick
lunge was enough to put Bubba within striking distance of the girl. He reached
around with his left arm and quickly covered her mouth. Before she even knew
what was happening to her, Bubba easily lifted her entire body off the ground
with his other arm, wrapping itself around her thighs and holding her in the air
like a sack of potatoes. The girl started squirming fiercely, as her body
instinctively tried to wiggle its way out of its predicament, but there was no
possibility that she would be able to break the grasp of Bubba's muscular arms.
A million and one thoughts raced through Bubba's mind, as he began mapping out
the next few minutes, and about what he was going to do now that he had her. He
placed her down onto her back on top of a red floor mat that laid by the gym
doors and straddled her, keeping his hand firmly placed over her mouth. With
little difficulty, he undid his belt and managed to loop it around her arms and
waist. Having to create a new hole in the leather, he was able to cinch it
tight and buckle it, effectively keeping her arms alongside the sides of her
body. Her wrists and fingers were able to move, but the belt was so tight that
she wasn't going to be able to free her trapped arms. Bubba leaned in closely
over top of her and said "You listen to me you little white cunt...if you even
think about giving me a hard time with this, I'll kill you. Do you hear me?"
The girl didn't say a word, but continued to breathe heavily through her nose,
her little nostrils opening and clothing rapidly as Bubba's large black hand
covered most of the lower part of her face. Bubba couldn't believe how
stunningly beautiful she was in every way. She was the perfect female
package...he judged her to be just under 100 pounds, and with a body to die for!
She certainly would pass for being 18 from the head up, but her body was that of
a budding 16 year old. In short, she had the perfect gymnast's figure, and
Bubba couldn't believe that he was actually sitting on top of this piece of
paradise beneath him. Reaching over to her duffle bag sitting on the floor
beside them, Bubba grabbed the purse which was inside and began digging around
for some identification.
"Ah, let's see bitch...here we go...Jennifer. Jennifer Madison." What a sweet
angelic name, Bubba thought. He'd always loved the name Jennifer. A plan began
to form in his mind and he started to formulate some ideas. He needed a nice
quiet place to ensure that he could be alone with this girl and some way of
making his absence at work not seem suspicious. As much as he wanted to keep
his little white slut to himself, Bubba knew that he would have to get some
outside help to make this work, and he quickly dug his cell phone out of his
pocket to call his friend Drake. He knew his buddy would be in the Physics
building at this time and that he was the key to getting away with this.
Jennifer lay crushed underneath Bubba, feeling his heavy weight pressing down
into her tight abdomen and his hand still covering her mouth, preventing her
from screaming for help. She listened as he dialed up a number on his cell
phone and talked to someone named Drake. Her heart slowly began to sink as she
listened to Bubba making arrangements over the phone...apparently Drake was a
man with a similar size and build as Bubba, who promised to complete Bubba's
shift in the education building as well as his own. Bubba would be taking her
to an outside location, and Drake was to let anyone suspicious know that he had
called in sick. As for seeing Jennifer, Bubba told Drake that if the police or
anyone came questioning him about it, that he was to say that he hadn't noticed
anyone around the education building at all. Jennifer began to squirm under
Bubba again as she heard him agree to let Drake in on 'a piece of the action'
when the time was right. Bubba clicked off his phone and refocused his
attention back on Jennifer.
"Now you listen here bitch...you can make this hard on yourself or easy on
yourself. In a few days, if you behave, I'll let you go. You'll never hear
from me again, but you'll be alive. If you give me any problems, when we get to
where we're going, I'll make sure that you suffer more than anyone has ever
suffered before on this planet and then I'll kill you! You got that? I'll
fucking kill you and bury you. The choice is yours. Now stand up."
Making sure that he kept his hand over Jennifer's mouth, Bubba stood up and
yanked her to her feet, making her stand on her own. He roughly dragged her
over to the gym's equipment room and unlocked the door with his key. Knowing
that he had to act quickly, Bubba pushed her inside and closed the door behind
him. With tears in her eyes, Jennifer stood perfectly still, her arms still
fastened to her sides with the belt, and started to beg, pathetically. Music to
Bubba's ears.
"Please let me go, please, I promise I won't tell anyone, I'll give you money,
my daddy has a lot of money, please..."
Bubba listened to and delighted in every pleading word that came out of this
white cunt's mouth, but remained focused on the task at hand, getting things
ready for their departure. He took a piece of silver duct tape and placed it
over her lips causing her to shake her head back and forth, flipping her
ponytail around in a series of erotic movements. He then pushed down on her
shoulders so that she kneeled to the floor, sitting on her heels, and with
little difficulty, he wrapped the tape around her thighs and her shins, keeping
her legs bent and locked together. Grabbing one of the skipping ropes in an
open cabinet, Bubba bent her body forward so that her knees were tucked into her
chest, pointing at her collar bone, and then proceeded to wrap the rope around
her back, effectively tying her into a tight little ball. Dumping out a sack of
basketballs into an empty bin, Bubba easily dumped Jennifer's squirming little
body inside and tied it up. Hoisting her over his shoulder like one of Santa's
Christmas sacks, Bubba carefully carried her back out to the gym, and picked up
the duffle bag in his other hand. The last bit of business was collecting all
of Jennifer's belongings from the women's change room, and he did so carefully,
ensuring that no one else was lurking around the practically deserted building.
Funny how things work out, Bubba thought as he placed the lumpy moving sack into
the trunk of his Chevy Nova. All things seemed to be aligned perfectly for this
to happen, as he thought of the close proximity of his car in the deserted,
totally empty staff parking lot. He was able to drive away from the campus
without drawing an ounce of suspicion towards himself, and with one of the
sexiest white females he had ever laid his eyes upon stashed away in his trunk.
And he couldn't wait to start playing some gymnastics games with little Jennifer
Madison. And he had just the idea of the perfect place to do it! Man he felt
alive!
His first stop was to a hardcore sex toy shop clear across the city. Bubba
parked his vehicle in the parking lot and felt the butterflies twirling away in
his stomach as he thought of all the fun he was going to have in the next few
days. Stepping into the large store, Bubba surveiled the crowd...nothing out of
the ordinary, just the usual crowd of individual men perusing the shelves. Like
a kid in a candy store, Bubba went from shelf to shelf picking out an arsenal of
items. What the hell he thought, it's worth spending some money for what he
would be getting. Most men would sign away their limbs for the opportunity to
play with Jennifer in the way that he was going to. So, three hundred and fifty
dollars later, Bubba walked out of the store and back into his car.
The grocery store was next on Bubba's shopping agenda, and he picked up several
bags of food and some "other" items, that would come in useful for the next few
days. Chuckling to himself, Bubba drove on towards his final destination, the
perfect place in which to play with Jennifer. It was too perfect. Bubba's
friend Charlie had a gymnasium that was closed for three weeks while Charlie
vacationed in Europe with his wife. Before leaving, Charlie asked Bubba to
check up on the establishment from time to time to make sure everything was
okay. Because Charlie kept a stash of drugs in the place, he explained to Bubba
that he would be the only one given the spare key to enter the gym during his
vacation. Charlie had only been gone for a week, so Bubba knew he had plenty of
time to safely enjoy himself inside the quiet secluded gym. He couldn't wait to
see Jennifer performing many series of gymnastics contortions and routines,
coached on by him, with the help of a few of her new "accessories" that he would
have fun introducing her to. Yes, said Bubba to himself, "Life is for the
taking, and I'm about to take what I've always wanted!"
Pulling into the parking lot of "Charlie's Gym", Bubba unlocked the garage at
the back of the building and drove inside. Again, he couldn't believe his luck
that no one was around to see him pull in...he was truly home free! Turning off
the ignition and shutting the garage door behind him, Bubba opened up the trunk
and was happy to see that the canvas sack was still squirming away excitedly.
Bubba opened the top of the sack and pulled Jennifer's body out of it. A layer
of sweat covered Jennifer's pale white skin, showing the results of her futile
exertions. Bubba licked her arm and tasted her delicious sweaty pheromones,
thrilled at the excitement of the night ahead of them. It was only 11 o'clock
and he and Jennifer had all night to get to know each other better! Bubba then
untied the skipping rope and sliced through the duct tape around her thighs and
shins, ripping it off with a resultant "mmmmmm" sound coming from behind her
gag. As he lifted her out of the trunk, Bubba decided to leave only the belt
around her arms and the tape on her mouth for now, and he led her through the
hallway to the main gym area, after shutting down the motion detection sensors
from the security sensors. After being so tightly bound for the better part of
an hour, Jennifer could barely walk, and Bubba had to keep her propped up while
her legs got used to standing again.
Charlie's gym was small but had all of the amenities required in a good facility
of it's kind: two fully stocked weightrooms, some exercise bikes, treadmills, a
pool, a hot tub, a sauna, and most important to Bubba, a wide variety of
gymnastics equipment. After all, he so rudely interrupted Jennifer's training
earlier in the evening, and wanted to make up for it by giving her the chance to
show him what she could really do. Hanging rings, a balance beam, a pummel
horse, trampolines, climbing bars, pirouette bars, balls/ribbons/and hoops, not
to mention the devious sex toys that he purchased would provide Jennifer with
some new challenges in her gymnastics training. No time to start like the
present, Bubba thought!
Throwing Jennifer down onto a big beanbag chair laying on the floor of the spa
area, Bubba pulled up a chair and sat in front of her. Gazing up and down her
body, Bubba shook his head in disbelief and said "Man Jenny girl, you've got one
beautiful hot tight young little body there. You're absolutely beautiful. It's
time you and I got to know each other better." Leaning forward, Bubba gently
pulled the duct tape from her lips and gave her a sip of bottled water to
moisten her dry sticky lips. Bubba admired her bravery...instead of crying and
wailing like he thought she might do, she was acting remarkably calm and
collected. He predicted to himself that she would start the deal-offering
stage, and he was absolutely right on the mark.
"Listen, mister," Jennifer began in a shaky, nervous, but direct voice, "I
promise you that if you just let me go, I will make sure that you are given as
much money as you want because my father has a lot of money and he will pay you
anything if you just return me home safely, please?"
"Yeah? A lot of money?" Bubba played along. "As much as you want." Jennifer
said a little quicker, trying desperately not to start screaming and insulting
him. She hated every fiber of his being right now. She never liked blacks to
begin with and now she was trying to reason with some huge black man who could
end up killing her if he wanted. She was determined to try and talk him out of
this...she had to try. Bubba had his own psychological games to play. "So,
you're telling me that I can get rich out of this deal, huh little girl?"
Jennifer nodded slowly, looking at him for any sign of agreement, and Bubba
tried his hardest not to burst out laughing. He wanted some compliancy in her,
and decided that it might be more fun to play with her if she was able to
believe that she would end up getting away. "I'll tell you what Jenny, I aint
no murderer. I'm not going to kill you, I just wanted to have some fun with
your tight little body there." Instantly, Jennifer started to break down into
tears, repeating over and over again in a high pitched ten-year-old's voice
'Please don't rape me, please don't rape me, you can't, you can't rape me..."
Bubba wanted her to stop crying and decided on a new approach.
"Hey, girl, look at me, look at me for a second. I'm not gonna rape you!" he
said with a soft voice that almost sounded believable. "You're...you're...not?"
Jennifer said, sniffling through some tears, again wanting to believe that this
deranged black man before her really meant it.
"Of course not. Listen, I'll let you in on the game plan, because you're a part
of this too, alright?" Bubba said. Jennifer nodded slowly and Bubba continued.
"I'm not gonna rape you for two reasons. First off, I don't know where you've
been and the last thing I want is to pick up cooties or something worse.
Second, I fully plan on lettin' you go, and when the police get involved, I
don't want them to find traces of my cum all over you, that wouldn't make sense,
right?" Bubba waited for an answer, and Jennifer, who had completely stopped
crying in her desire to actually believe Bubba's statements, nodded again.
"There," Bubba continued, "that's better. Now we understand each other a little
more. Now, listen Jenny, I promise to let you go tomorrow, and I promise that
you won't be raped, as you seem to be so worried about that. But, you will have
to perform some gymnastics moves for me, with and without clothes, and let me
touch you in all your private little places with my fingers, okay? And then,
I'll let you go, and we'll both get what we want."
Bubba waited for a response. He was having so much fun! Sure, he was lying
about almost everything he had said, but it was going to be more fun getting her
to participate in her torments then to have to force her into everything.
Looking at Bubba with the most amazing puppy-dog eyes, Jennifer mulled over his
words in her mind, and finally stammered out a reply.
"You mean you won't rape me?"
Bubba smiled politely. "No Jenny dear, I aint gonna rape you. I'll just play
with your body a bit and then I'll let you go tomorrow."
"You promise?" Jennifer said with a strong red blush floating in her cheeks.
"I promise." Bubba said genuinely. Yeah right, Bubba thought! He was going to
do everything to her that his imagination could think of, and best of all, he
would pay her back for those racist comments she made to him back on campus.
But she didn't have to know that. Yet.
"So Jenny. Do we have a deal? Will you do some gymnastics for me?"
Suddenly, a frightened Jennifer perked up, "But what about that man you called
on the phone??"
Bubba nodded. "He's just my alibi, I'm not sharing you with nobody! You're
mine Jenny. I want to enjoy playing with your body alone. So? Do we have a
deal? No rape in exchange for some gymnastics?"
Jennifer knew she was defeated. She knew that he was in complete control of her
fate and could do whatever he wanted to her. She decided that her best course
of action was to let this disgusting pervert do his thing, and that by
complying, maybe he really would let her go relatively unharmed. After all, she
thought, his arguments did seem to make some sort of sick sense, maybe he would
just touch her and let her go. It was repulsive, but anything was better than
being raped by some big black man. Jennifer nodded to Bubba, who nodded back.
"Ok. First of all Jenny dear. I want you to stand up. I'm gonna take off that
belt around your arms." Bubba watched as Jennifer struggled to stand up, and
then he removed the belt as promised. Jennifer tried to rub some of the feeling
back into her wrists where the belt had been digging into her flesh for more
than an hour, but Bubba wasn't noticing in the least. He was too busy looking
over that tank leotard she was wearing. It looked absolutely edible! When he
moved off of his chair and knelt down in front of her, Jennifer's body began to
shake uncontrollably with nerves. Bubba's hands reached up and gently felt
around the tight body clinging outfit.
"Now now, Jenny girl. Remember, I'm just going to touch. In fact, it may even
feel really good for you, if you let it." said Bubba as he kept running his
fingers up and down the material. When he moved down to the tiny band of fabric
that ran under her pussy and around her butt, he tried to put a finger inside
the leotard, but Jennifer backed up a step and placed her hands downwards in a
defensive manner.
"Hey Jenny," said Bubba in a menacing tone. "Remember our deal...am I gonna
have to tie you down and get rough?"
"No, no! Please don't tie me up again! I'll behave, I promise!" Jenny said
quickly. Wow, what a difference in attitude, Bubba thought to himself. An hour
ago, she wouldn't have even talked to him but to yell at him, and now she was
submissively agreeing to let him place his fingers near her pussy. Yep, life is
good, thought Bubba.
Again, Bubba continued to move his middle finger in between the tight clingy
fabric of her leotards and the moist skin of Jennifer's pussy. He could feel
some hair, but not too much, although it was impossible to tell without taking a
visual inspection. He curled his finger this way and that, feeling all around
Jennifer's pussy lips, while she stood there, gritting her teeth and trying to
stand as motionless as she could. Loving the submissiveness she was forced to
react with, Bubba noticed that little goosebumps were all over her exposed legs
and arms, and knew how nervous she must be with some strange black man's finger
roaming around her most private of areas. Bubba then took his other hand and
placed it through the other side of her crotch covering, meeting up with his
first finger. Watching the expression on her closed-eyed face, Bubba pulled
down the spandexy material and let it go, causing it to jump up and flick her
pussy with an elastic "snap". Jennifer almost jumped a mile and fell backwards
from the unexpected shock.
"Why did you do that? That hurt!" Jen said as she lay on the mat. Bubba
apologized and told her to position herself on her hands and knees. With a
disgusted look on her little college-girl face, Jennifer did as she was told
without arguing, and got into position with her rear end facing Bubba. He
thought he would keel over and die from the amazing ass that Jennifer possessed.
Each round firm cheek was nothing but a handful, and the green leotard barely
covered the two treasures that lay hidden underneath. Bubba reached out and ran
his finger up and down the material, beginning to push a finger into it where
her pussy and asshole would be. The material was amazingly pliable and he was
able to push about one inch of it into her pussy. Jen remained in position, and
after a minute, Bubba pulled out and noticed that the material was a little
damp. Probably just sweat, thought Bubba as he tried the same maneuver with her
asshole. Again, he was able to push in a little, and submissive little Jennifer
never uttered a word.
"Okay Jenny, I want you to stand up and walk towards the balance beam. Do what
you were doing when I first saw you at the gym." Jennifer did as she was told
and lifted her left leg up to the beam while keeping her right foot firmly
planted on the ground. Bubba sat down beneath her and watched as the leotard
dug up into her pussy lips, giving him a good view of her curvaceous privates.
"Can you do the splits Jenny?" asked Bubba with an enticed expression of
curiosity. Jennifer nodded and Bubba told her to sit up on the pommel horse and
to spread her legs towards each side of the horse. Jennifer emitted an
exasperated sigh but she hopped up onto the horse, straddling it at first, then
carefully placed each foot onto a separate edge of the horse lengthwise. Using
the top handles, she held herself in place in that humiliating position. Again,
Bubba was there for his inspection, and he loved the way her ass looked so
amazing in that damn leotard! Gymnastics rocked!
"Jenny, you're really arousing me, and I can't wait to see you do some routines,
but first, I want to introduce you to some of the toys that you will be playing
with tonight, ok?" Jennifer only nodded, and Bubba told her that he wanted her
to now straddle the pommel horse and to rub her breasts under her leotard.
Jennifer did as she was told and Bubba brought out several bags of goodies, all
hidden from Jennifer's view. He wanted to watch the expression on her face as
he brought out them out, one by one.
"Ok Jenny," said Bubba as he placed the chair next to the pommel horse where
Jennifer was rubbing her breasts with both hands, "Now I'm gonna show you the
toys you'll be playing with tonight. The first group is from a sex toy store.
Maybe you even have some of these at home, tucked away in your little panty
drawer, huh?" No response, just another wince of disgust. "Anyway, here's the
first item...nipple clamps!" Bubba pulled out a pair of nipple clamps that had
big plastic ends that would grab and pinch a nipple shut. Jennifer gasped when
she saw it and said "No, I don't want that!" Bubba tilted his head and replied
"Remember Jenny, it's either this, or I rape the shit outta your pussy and
asshole and give you a nice black baby in your tummy. Would you like that more
than these nipple clamps?"
Bubba loved watching the look of realization on Jennifer's face...she was going
to have to submit to the most degrading acts of debauchery, and there was
nothing she could do to stop it. "Well Jenny? The toys or the rape? And don't
forget that nipple rubbing." Jennifer renewed her rubbing and said quietly,
"The toys."
"Ok Jenny. I'll continue on. The next item is this nice vibrating dildo. It's
black Jenny, just like me!" Jennifer's eyes opened in horror as she watched
Bubba pull out a huge black dildo that was only about 6 inches long, but almost
2 and a half inches wide.
"And, I brought along a friend, because I didn't want it getting lonely. This
is called a butt plug because of how it's shaped. Look Jenny!" Excitedly,
Bubba pulled out a large butt plug, about 5 inches long that tapered from one
inch to two inches down its length. Jennifer didn't look too happy to Bubba.
He decided to leave the inflatable dildo and the other goodies in the bag for
later. After all, he didn't want her to be all out of surprises for later!
"Now Jenny, let's see what else we have in here. Oh yes, I bought some things
for you from the grocery store. I'll see if you can use your imagination to
decide what kind of toys these are. Let's see, we've got some nice long candles
and some matches, some popsicle molds, two cucumbers, some tabasco sauce, a
ruler..." Before he could continue, Jennifer jumped off of the pommel horse and
tried to make a run for it.
"Show time!" shouted Bubba happily as he easily chased her down and carried her
kicking and screaming back to the gym area. "Well bitch, now you've done it,
now you've really pissed me off! And to think, I trusted you with my end of the
bargain and look what you did!"
"No please! Please! I'm sorry, I won't do that again, just don't rape me
please! Please!" Jennifer cried pleadingly, getting down on her knees and
begging him in front of her. His large cock was swelling even quicker in his
pants now as he watched this poor pathetic display of begging. "Hmmm, I don't
know if I should give you another chance..."
"Yes, please! I promise you I'll be good, please!"
"Ok, one more chance, but don't try that again bitch!" Bubba said as he walked
back to his toy collection then back towards her with the black dildo. "Now
Jenny, I want you to lay back on the mat and hold that outfit out over your
pussy lips...NOW!" Quickly, Jennifer did as she was ordered, and held the
material out to the side, exposing her pussy lips to Bubba for the first time.
They were absolutely beautiful; so tiny and with sparse hair covering the
outside. Bubba almost collapsed in front of her and decided that he had to
taste her.
"Oh Jenny, your pussy looks so delicious. I think I'll have me a nice taste of
that!" said Bubba as he pulled her legs back up and over her, so that her knees
fell to either side of her head, pushing her torso completely upside down.
Jennifer's ass was pointing up in the air, and Bubba reminded her to keep
holding the leotard crotch away from her pussy. As she did, Bubba dove in,
tongue first, to the best tasting pussy he had had in ages. The mix of sweat
and pussy juice drove him wild although he had to start digging his fingers in
deep to get to the juicy center. The sudden invasion of Bubba's tongue and
fingers into her sensitive vagina made Jennifer start to become agitated, and
Bubba had to remind her to stay still. Jennifer tried as hard as she could, but
she felt herself starting to cry as Bubba kept licking, sucking and nibbling at
her tasty pussy lips. After a full minute of chowing down on Jennifer's pussy,
Bubba pulled his wet face away and planted his huge pink lips on top of
Jennifer's, forcing a wet juicy kiss on her lips. Tasting her sweat and vaginal
juices disgusted her, and she tried to keep her mouth tightly shut.
Bubba pulled back and told Jennifer to stand up again, which she did, her mind
reeling with the assault she just suffered, knowing there was much more to come.
Bubba began walking towards her with a pair of scissors and Jennifer's heart
began beating quickly. "What are you doing?" asked Jennifer nervously, but
Bubba simply reached out and pulled her left nipple forward through the leotard.
"Hmmm, you have some nice pointy nipples there Jenny. Looks like you enjoyed
playing with them like the slut I know you are. I want to see them, is all."
Loosening his grip on her nipple, Bubba let it go, but kept the leotard material
trapped in between his fingers. Taking the scissors, he cut a small hole in the
material, which perfectly exposed Jennifer's nipple while keeping the leotard
safely intact. Repeating the job on the second nipple, Bubba laughed at how
cute she looked with her little pointy red nipples jutting out into the open
air. "Now that's how the US gymnastic team should dress their girls for the
Olympics!" Bubba laughed, noting that Jennifer didn't seem to share his sense of
humor. "Oh well, time for the clamps now bitch. You're going to love these!"
Bubba reached down for the nipple clamps and began to rub Jennifer's nipples
with his fingers, pulling and squeezing them, enjoying the feeling of her two
nubs getting hard and erect in between his fingers. "Hmmm Jenny, seems like
they be enjoying this more than you!"
Jennifer looked up at Bubba with a look of pure hatred in her eyes. Bubba knew
that look well, but was proud of himself for actually doing something about it.
Returning the stare, he began to pinch both of her nipples harder and harder.
Jennifer started to gasp out in pain and her hands flipped up to his, trying to
stop him, but he kept pinching them even tighter, until he brought her down to
her knees. Finally releasing them, Jennifer collapsed and tried to rub them
with her fingers, to somehow ease the tremendous pain that was searing through
her sensitive breasts. "If you thought that was bad bitch, wait till you feel
these. Now, can you do some kind of like tumbling exercise Jenny?" asked Bubba.
Jennifer nodded while still holding her flattened nipples. "Good. Show me
one."
Jennifer slowly crawled up to her feet as though the earth's gravitational pull
was just magnified by 5 times. She walked to the edge of the large floor mat
and looked over at Bubba.
"Well, I'm waiting bitch! Do some cartwheels or whatever it is you gymnast
sluts do!"
Jennifer started running, and to Bubba's delight, she began to leap, jump and
flip in a series of saltas, springs and Shush novas. Bubba didn't know the
labels, but he liked what he saw. Her contortionism was outstanding and her
flexibility was amazing. Her back seemed to be able to arch like a garden hose
and her legs could come apart and flex in any number of directions, pulling her
crotch here and there. Bubba loved it. He demanded that she do another one,
and she did. Bubba's cock was now as hard as a rock, but he decided to keep his
pants on, not wanting to break Jennifer's concentration.
"Ok bitch, now you're going to try the same thing, but this time with these
nipple clamps on!" said Bubba happily. Jennifer muttered something underneath
her breath, which Bubba thought might be something like 'son of a bitch', but he
wasn't sure, and frankly he didn't care. What he did care about right now was
making sure he could get the blood back into her nipples for suitable clamping.
Walking up to her like a helpful coach, Bubba pinched and twisted Jennifer's
already sore nipples in his fingers, and ensured they were nice and hard once
again. Handing the clamps to Jennifer, he told her to put one on each nipple.
He watched with fascination as she tested out the strength of the clamps, and
with a lot of wincing and pain, she managed to get them on. Bubba loved seeing
those harsh metallic clamps jutting out of her soft tender chest. It was
absolutely beautiful to him, but not to her.
"Oh God, they hurt, I can't keep them on..." pleaded Jennifer as she raised her
hands to take them off. Bubba stopped her with a strong glare and motioned her
with his head to continue her tumbling performance. Slumping her head, Jennifer
sauntered slowly over to the corner of the mat, and once again performed the
leaps. This time, she did them much slower, but the clamps wobbled erotically
back and forth, pulling her nipples in many different directions as her body
leapt upside down from handsprings to cartwheels. As soon as she finished,
Bubba shouted out the word "Again!" and Jennifer repeated her jumps. Six times
later, Bubba was satisfied and told Jennifer she could take the clamps off. As
soon as she released them, she cried out as the blood started rushing back to
her nipple tips, and she writhed around on the floor in sheer agony. Bubba
wanted so much to just jump down and fuck the shit out of her, but new he had
all week and continued on with his plan.
"Very good Jenny. You were amazing. I give your nipples a 10! Now, lets see
how your pussy performs!" With the dildo still in his hand, he walked over to
her and told her that he was going to shove the dildo in her pussy and have her
perform the same routines. Jennifer looked at the dildo and shook her head.
"That will never fit in me, it's too big!"
"Sure it'll fit Jenny! Where the fuck do you think babies come from? This
isn't as big as a baby, but it is pretty thick, and I'm sure it'll stretch out
that tight little cunt for you. I chose this size, because it's not too long
and it should fit in your outfit quite well! Let's try...bend OVER!"
Jennifer couldn't take it any more. She leaped up and started to run again.
Bubba laughed as he felt pride in his ability to teach this little slut a
lesson. If only these little sluts didn't flash their hardbodies all over the
place, men like him wouldn't have to teach them the dangers of it, Bubba thought
to himself. Catching her once again, he pulled her back to the toy bag and
straddled her stomach yet again. Jennifer started begging pathetically again,
but Bubba refused to listen this time.
"Ok bitch. I've had it with you. That's twice that you disobeyed my orders,
and now, I'm sick and tired of hearing you say you're sorry. If you disobey me
one more time, just one more time, cooties or no cooties, I'm going to plug your
fucking holes full of so much sperm, you'll be shittin' bleedin' and pissin' my
boys for a week!"
Reaching into the bag, Bubba pulled out a nice red ball gag and strapped it
around the back of her head. Pulling the ball in tight, he strapped it in
snuggly and watched as she tried to get accustomed to the intruding piece of
plastic. "If you think that's annoying bitch, wait till you feel this up your
snatch!" And with that, Bubba ordered her back on her hands and knees.
Jennifer instantly complied, not wanting him to get any angrier than he already
was. Bubba yanked the leotard material to the side and spit directly on her
pussy, causing her to jerk forward. Reaching over her back, Bubba grabbed
Jennifer's pony tail and yanked it backwards, forcing her to stay motionless on
her knees. Spitting on his fingers, he lubricated both her pussy hole and the
dildo in preparation for its invasion into her tight young cunt.
"Let's see bitch, the box said this thing was two and a half inches thick.
That's probably more cock than you've ever had in your life, seeing as how you
don't do black. Now, your pussy tube is probably about five inches, give or
take an inch, so this dildo should fit pretty snuggly up your nice pink hole."
With the dildo totally lubricated with his spit, Bubba placed the head of the
thick dildo directly on the outside of her pussy lips and began to rub it around
in small circles. He couldn't believe how small her pussy looked next to this
monster cock. It was going to be a tight fit, but a hell of a lot of fun
watching her hole spread open to accommodate the big dildo. Bubba began to push
forward with some heavy pressure, wiggling the dildo around in order to gain
some leverage, but it was tough pushing. Using her pony tail, he began to pull
backwards. Little by little, about two inches wormed its way in to the
impossibly tight hole.
"Man bitch, you are tight! Betcha wish you didn't have such a nice young tight
body. Man, I've seen twelve year olds with bigger hips and a wider ass than
yours bitch! Damn!" Bubba loved knowing the effect that his crude words had on
Jennifer, but knew that right now, her entire world revolved around the tight
pliable skin of the inside and outside of her pussy that was being mashed and
stretched beyond anything it had ever experienced before. Finally, all six
inches was fully inside of her, with the flared tip sticking outwards. Bubba
tried to push in even a little further, but found that the dildo had certainly
reached the end of her cavity, and would go no further. "Hey, I'm a pretty good
guesser. Six inches was perfect!" he said proudly. Releasing the leotard,
Bubba straightened the material out and made sure that it covered most of the
dildo. What a beautiful sight, thought Bubba. One could hardly tell that there
was a huge dildo embedded firmly in her tight young snatch because the material
of the leotard hid it so well, not to mention that it kept the dildo pushed in
fully inside of her. Jennifer just groaned into her gag, slumping her head
forwards to the mat. She felt so completely full, like she was in the process
of giving birth to a baby that decided it wasn't ready to come.
"Now stand up Jenny! I want to see some more tumbling!" Very slowly, Jennifer
stood up, trying to get used to the feeling of the dildo deep inside her poor
vagina. Bubba watched with delight as she tried to twist her hips in a way that
would make it comfortable for her, but there really wasn't any way to lessen the
effects of her tight hole being continuously stretched.
"Ok girl, let's go! I want to see you go!" said Bubba as he watched her take
step by heavy step towards the corner of the mat. Jennifer started to run, but
instead of jumping into a cartwheel, she just stopped, turned to Bubba, and with
the saddest puppy-dog eyed look, shook her head at him.
"Well bitch, if you really don't find this challenging enough, I could ram this
butt plug up your ass to join it's buddy in there. That might give you more to
look forward to." said Bubba, watching closely for her reaction. Sure enough,
Jennifer simply walked back to her starting position for another attempt. Man,
Bubba was loving this, he thought. He thought of every man out there who had
always wanted to do something like this with a pretty young girl, and how
remarkably easy it was to accomplish. And the reward was priceless. Even if it
meant spending the next twenty years in prison, he would always have the
satisfaction of reliving these memories, and knowing that some snotty racist
bitch would never have a day go by in her life in which she wouldn't be thinking
of him. It was all worth it.
Not as quickly as the first set of routines, Jennifer proceeded to cartwheel and
leap seven times back and forth across the mat. Bubba watched her skinny body
once again twist and turn, and his erection throbbed in his pants knowing that
there was a huge dildo making her life miserable right now. He couldn't even
picture the thing inside of such a tiny mass. He couldn't wait until tomorrow
when he would force her to do a repeat performance, this time with the plug as
he had already foreshadowed. After being told to stop, Jennifer fell to the
ground in a fetal position, and Bubba decided that she had probably had enough
for the first night. He still wanted to start fucking those tight holes that he
had been playing with for so long, but decided that a compliant victim was still
what he wanted for right now. The trust he could gain by keeping his word, at
least for now, was important, as she would willingly do the neat tricks his mind
had been so busy cooking up.
Bubba sat down next to her, and told her to look at him. Removing the ball gag,
Bubba began to speak in a soft voice. "You know Jenny girl, I'm real real proud
of you kiddo. You took your lumps like a pro. And tomorrow, you'll take a few
more. But the day after that, I'm gonna let you go, and you'll never hear from
me again. And you'll walk away without being raped. All I ask is that you let
me have a bit more fun with your body. Do what I tell you, and you'll be okay.
Do you understand?"
For Jennifer, an amazing relief washed over her, as she couldn't help but
believe him, the alternative was too horrible to contemplate. She nodded
submissively, and then bravely spoke out in a quiet, scratchy voice. "Can you
please take this thing out of me now, please?" Bubba nodded, and said that for
good behavior like she was showing now, she would be rewarded. He told her to
lean back on her hands and to spread her legs. As she did, he lifted the
leotard outwards and reached in for the dildo. It felt really embedded in her
pussy and he loved the feel of pulling it slowly outwards. It was tighter
pulling it out than it was pushing it in, Bubba thought. Must have something to
do with lubrication. After it was almost completely out, Bubba leaned in
closely to see what her hole would look like. Amazingly, the instant that the
dildo popped free of its warm wet home, Jennifer's pussy snapped shut and looked
as though it had never been broken into. Ah, the elasticity of youth, thought
Bubba.
"Good girl. Now, before I send you off to bed, you have one more thing to do
for me. Suck this toy off, it's kind of juicy and all dirty right now." said
Bubba. With a repulsed look in her eyes, Jennifer did as she was told and
leaned over to lick the dildo. Bubba decided to help her out a little by
smearing the dildo all over her lips and tongue, making sure that she cleaned
off all of her slime from the plastic surface. Once the task was complete,
Bubba put the dildo back on the floor and decided to let Jennifer get some rest.
She would need it for tomorrow's events. But first, Bubba wanted to remind her
of what brought her here in the first place.
"Now Jenny girl. I just want to say to you that none of this would be happening
to you if you hadn't treated me like a piece of shit back at the gym. Sure, I
may be just some janitor, but I'm a man like anyone else, and I can't stand when
some slutty white cunt bad talks me. Now say you're sorry."
"I'm so sorry, I really didn't mean too." answered Jennifer quickly, still
wincing from the taste of her own juices coating her taste buds. Bubba knew she
was totally lying; he could feel the hatred from her, but at least she was doing
what he wanted. "Good girl. Now it's time to work out the sleeping
arrangements!"
Bubba picked her up in his arms with a single motion and carried her over to the
balance beam. He laid her down onto her back underneath the beam and pulled her
arms outwards to the side, along the mat. Using some elastic stretchy rope,
Bubba tied her wrists into gentle but inescapable knots and ran each end to
either side of the beam, effectively keeping her flat on her back. Then, Bubba
lifted her left leg upwards towards the bottom of the beam, and fastened it
there with more rope. Repeating the process with her right leg, Bubba made sure
that her legs were conveniently pulled apart. She would be able to wriggle
around in this position, but not by much. Bubba then pulled the heavy vibrating
massager out of his toy bag and turned it on to test the level of vibrations.
Setting it on the highest speed, he almost had to drop the thing from his hand
as it vibrated so heavily, that he felt his hand almost going numb. Perfect, he
thought, as he proceeded to tie a rope to the end of the massager, then tying it
to the balance beam, at just the right spot. By letting it hang downwards,
pointing towards the floor and Jennifer's uplifted, spread open crotch, Bubba
adjusted it's height so that the vibrator's tip would just perfectly rest
against the top of her vagina, around her clit, which was protected by the thin
leotard, but would still get the great vibrations through it. Bubba watched
Jennifer's reaction and found that she could avoid the vibrator on her clit by
pulling her butt downwards, but that would end up causing strain on her lower
back and her ankles, causing her to just relax, and let the elastic rope pull
her back up to the agonizing buzzing of the vibrator. Bubba wondered to himself
if she would bring herself to orgasm during the night, but really didn't care
either way.
For a few minutes, Bubba watched Jennifer's dilemma. The buzzing must have been
driving her mad because every time the elastic ropes pulled her crotch upwards
towards the hanging massager, Jennifer would start to twist her hips and pull
down on her legs to lower her body from the massager's jarring movements.
However, she wasn't able to hold that position for long, and again, her crotch
would elevate back up to meet it's buzzing tormenter. That should keep her busy
for a while! Bubba thought. Pulling the bean bag chair over to the balance
beam, Bubba laid down and decided that he needed to get some sleep so that he
could be wide awake for the next series of events. Man, the things he was going
to be putting her through tomorrow, Bubba thought as he watched poor Jennifer
moaning, bouncing, struggling and twisting around in her bondage. Yes, tomorrow
would be another day of exercise, and some for his teased cock too, thought
Bubba as he drifted off to sleep.
