BDSM Library - Racial Recreation

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.