Tyrone loves two things, beating white boys and fucking white girls. Behind the bike shed to Malcolm X High School, Tyrone’s fist smashed into the face of a pudgy white boy, breaking his nose. Before the boy could collapse onto the ground, Tyrone grabbed him by the hair and slammed his face into his knee. The white boy fell onto the gravel floor, crying in pain, the muscular Tyrone bent over the boy, and grabbing him by the collar, punched him on the mouth, splitting his lip.

“That’s what you get white boy, you look at my white-bitch again and I’ll end you, motherfucker.”

The sweat on Tyrone's well-toned arm was mirroring that of the crowd, women, of all races had surrounded the white boys beating. Their cunts were growing moist, damp, and hot, many of the girls had their legs crossed while screaming out for the death of the white boy. Others still were kissing passionately, these playful “lesbians” were furiously making out, and rubbing their bodies against one another, pleasuring themselves to the whimpers of the white boy. Two girls, twins, from South-Korea, had their hands in each others skirts, their fingers sliding down the crack of their bums. The sisters were fingering each others assholes-their pussies were off limit, as it was the property of Tyrone.

“Bitch, come here.” Sneered Tyrone. A short haired brunette stepped from the crowd of horny women.

The brunette was named Charlotte, and was the latest plaything of Tyrone, as shown by the metal collar, with the inscription of “white bitch”. Her pussy was soaking wet, lubrication was slowly dripping from her cunt and down onto her legs. Droplets were quickly sliding down her black nylon stockings, and towards her red high-heels. Charlotte knew that she would receive the fucking of a lifetime after any white boy beating, several hours of constant orgasms as Tyrone pumped in and out of her white holes.

Tyrone extended his arm, his hand still clenched into a fist, blood from the white boy, was snaking along the knuckles of this black Adonis. Charlotte bent over, her mini-skirt slid up, exposing her naked bum, in between the cheeks, was a fox tail, attached to a butt plug, inserted firmly in her asshole. Sticking out her tongue, she licked up the blood and sweat on the fist of her owner, her tongue piercing lovingly caressed the skin between the knuckles. Lapping up the blood of the white boy, she enjoyed the taste of defeat from the pathetic small dicked “child” Tyrone had pummeled half to death. Tyrone removed his arm from the girl, she looked up at her master, with pleading eyes, he just stared silently, as the white boy was making noise in the background, Charlotte knew what to do.

Walking over to the bleeding, crying white boy, Charlotte raised her left leg, and positioned her red high-heel on one side of the pudgy white boys head, she bent over. Exposing, her cunt, and buttplug, the fox tail tickled the bloodied and bruised skin of the white boy, the tip of the tail was soon dyed crimson red.

“Poor little white boy going to die a virgin and unloved.” Shouted Charlotte for the crowd to hear, “But don’t worry, I’ll show you my holes, how does that sound white boy?” Charlotte giggled, at the irony of the statement, the white boys' eyes were too swollen to properly see the young lady.

Charlotte pulled out the fox-tailed butt plug and placed it in her mouth, tasting the juices of both her asshole and Tyrone's cum -he had deposited a sample in her bowels, after English class. Enjoying the juices, Charlotte started to push, she started to fart, the escaping gas forced the cum out of her asshole, gallons of white cum came pouring out. The face of the white boy was covered in cum, mixed with the juices from Charlotte's asshole. The white boy started to gurgle from the liquid, he was being water-boarded with cum, the white boy, much to the chagrin of the female crowd did not drown. Rather, to continue to live, the white boy, started to slurp down the cum, the women erupted into both fits of giggles and boos. Mrs. Darcy the 26-year-old drama teacher, who had just returned from surgery, sporting bigger, gravity defying breasts, and a flatter stomach-she had a “white-boy-abortion, screamed out:

“Just fucking kill yourself white boy” -the crowd erupted into cheers at the statement.

Tyrone, soon left, he would eventually head over to Charlotte’s place, but first, he had football practice. He and the other black men at the school would practice their offensive, white boys would act as defensive. A line of black muscle would charge at the weak white wimps, Tyrone as quarterback leading the pack. Tyrone, using full force, slammed into a skinny and tall white boy; the resulting impact dislocated the boy's right arm, he collapsed in pain. Tyrone continued to run at full speed, the sole of his boot crushed the white boy's nose. Tyrone scored a touchdown. The football field soon filled with the cries, wails, and whimpers of the defeated and broken white boys. The coach was not all that concerned about the maiming of the white boys, after all, blonde-haired blue eyed cheerleader Cindy was deep throating his god like ebony cock. Cindy was called in to replace Rachel, who was away on maternity leave, and Cindy was getting ready for the coach to take her virginity.

Charlotte, on the other hand, was about to pick up Rebecca, a student transfer. Rebecca had red hair, which had both a fringe at the front and a bun at the back. Green eyes, and freckles, massive natural tits, a petite waist, and bum. Her tits were pressing her blouse to its limits, the school uniform was a white blouse, two sizes too small, on the back of the blouse was the school logo, a black rooster. Her blouse was tucked into her denim short shorts, well more like denim underwear. And a black belt, with the buckle spelling out “BBC”, looping around her waist. She had knee high socks, with blue high-heels slightly higher than Charlottes. The two girls embraced one another with a kiss, as is the new custom.

“Hi bitch” squealed Charlotte, as she smacked Rebecca on the ass -her denim shorts left a lot of skin hanging out.

“Hi slut, you know you’re getting too old for Tyrone, when are you going to let him fuck the new meat?” Inquired Rebecca with a friendly giggle.

“You’re one greedy bitch, Bec. You want a nigger baby that bad. Well tough titties, cause not only is he going to breed me tonight, but he's also going to brand me.” Replied Charlotte.

Rebecca grabbed her friend with joy, the two started jumping up and down in excitement. After all, Tyrone, would, with a few exceptions abandon the white bitch when she became pregnant, leaving her to her own devices. His attention usually turned to the girl's younger sister or best friend, or if the mother was a MILF, then he would seduce her. Charlotte was brought into Tyrone's harem, thanks to her older sister, where the two would perform incestuous acts to entertain Tyrone. Eventually, Tyrone tired of the older sister, who would go to extreme measures in trying to attract his attention, she spent her entire college fund on a titjob, butt implants, even injecting fat into her lips, she effectively destroyed her entire future for Tyrone’s pleasure. In the end, she was a Barbie doll, who Tyrone knocked up and told her to get lost. The last Charlotte heard about her sister, was that she had lost it, and killed a bunch of white boys. As for Charlotte herself, she worked her way up the harem hierarchy: cum dumpster, butt slut, fuck-pig, and finally head bitch. Then there was breeding bitch, which for most girls was the end of the line, Tyrone would discard them, and think nothing of it. Yet for a lucky few, he would claim them permanently, and they can enter the inner sanctum.

Charlotte remembered when she was made head bitch. Tyrone had just finished plowing into her dumper, his slime was oozing from her gaping hole, and the constant orgasm was dying down. When she felt a burning pain against her neck, there was the feeling of cold metal, followed by pain as heat from the molten pin permanently sealed the collar shut. She was now locked in Tyrone's collar for ever. It was the happiest moment of her life, soon to be the second happiest moment, as soon as Tyrone allowed her entry into the inner sanctum.

As she was head bitch, she was responsible for all of Tyrone's bitches at school, making sure they were presentable, getting them when Tyrone felt horny, telling them to leave, when Tyrone grew bored with them. Rebecca was a new student, she forced her parents to transfer her to Malcolm X High, where she paraded herself around the “new bitches cat-walk”. Tyrone knew he had to have her. Naturally enough, she was a virgin in all her holes, and today Tyrone was going to fix that.

Charlotte, attached a lead to Rebecca's collar, while not permanently attached to her neck, the leather collar did say in bright pink letters “cum dumpster”. Rebecca got on all fours, Charlotte pulled the lead tight, and started walking proudly forward, Rebecca followed on her hands and knees. Walking through the town, the two girls watched the reactions of the townsfolk. The white boys, many of them with bruises and broken limbs, knew to stay away and not make eye contact. The women, some pregnant, some wearing the most slutty clothing imaginable, many with promonet queen of spades tattoos, gave them a knowing glance, a wink, a smile. Entering Charlotte's house, they were met with her mother, her father disappeared many years ago.

“Hi honey how was school?”, inquired the mother, as she displayed the largest plastic tits that could fit on a human body. “Oh, who's this lucky bitch?” Asked the mother as she noticed Rebecca on the floor on all fours. All Rebecca could do was bark, “oh a new one is it. I wonder when Tyrone would make me his bitch?”

Charlotte could only roll her eyes. “Maybe when you stop being such a fat cow mum.” Snapped Charlotte as she dragged Rebecca behind her. “When Tyrone gets here, send him to my room, thanks, mom.”

Charlotte's room was on the first floor, her room was a mixture of pinks, purples, and blues. A giant king sized bed was in the middle, big enough to fit five people comfortably. The bed had a pink princess theme to it and was piled high with pillows and stuffed animals, the room smelled of feminine perfumes. Charlotte knew that Tyrone liked the innocent white girl look, yet she knew in a few hours the room would smell of nigger cum and sex. Looking out the window, she saw a white boy in a wheelchair, Charlotte, had caught him one day perving on her as she did her yoga and anal stretches. She told Tyrone, and he beat him up so badly that the white boy was now paraplegic. Next to the window was a box, containing all her sex toys, she would purposely use them on herself and other girls in front of the open window, in order to trick white boys into at looking at her.

Charlotte helped Rebecca to get ready, this included enemas, douches, and a shower. Cleaning up the pelvic area was particularly hard as Rebecca had a chastity-belt on, which Tyrone only had the key too. This was a reminder that her cunt and asshole were now the property of Tyrone, and could only be touched by him. Finishing up, the two girls had makeup on, were shaved, clean, and smelling magnificent. To conclude, Charlotte opened her box, and picked out a chain, attaching one end to her collar, she repeated the process for Rebecca, who were now locked together. Rebecca was now ready to be conquered by the black cock, Rebecca barked in appreciation, and Charlotte smiled and giggled, the two started to make out.

The two were making out when they heard a door slam open and then shut. It was Tyrone, he was marching up the stairs, the door to Charlotte's room slammed open, there was their black god, covered in the blood of a white boy. During practice, he tackled a white boy so hard that his eye came loose from his socket, and was crushed between Tyrone's chest and the ground, Tyrone was so disgusted that he whipped the boy till he was nothing but bleeding flesh.

“Say your prayers, bitches”, demanded Tyrone.

The two girls crawled off the bed, and towards Tyrone, undressing him, Charlotte started to recite the black cock prayer.

“Thank you master for what we are about to receive, you are our Lord, and we will do anything to please you. Using our little white bodies to please the superior ebony flesh.” With that, Tyrone's cock was now free, and Rebecca let out an audible gasp, Tyrone slapped her across the face.

“Bitch, bitches don’t gasp.”

The cock was massive, 15 inches long, thicker than Rebecca's arm, longer than her face. Rebecca gave out a puzzled yap. She was still a virgin and had not loosened up her holes in weeks, the cock could not go inside of her.

Sensing her puzzlement, Tyrone replied: “don’t worry bitch, I’ll make it fit.”

Charlotte returned to the prayers, “You are our God, we live to only serve you. You own us physically”

With that Charlotte kissed his right testicle, as big as a black apple.

“You own us mentally” Rebecca kissed his left testicle, leaving an impression of her lips made of glitter and pink lipstick.

“You own our souls” Concluded Charlotte, as the two girls swallowed his individual testicles.

Rebecca was already cumming from the taste alone, she was desperate to lose the chastity device.

Over the next four hours, Tyrone fucked the two girls viciously, he took Rebecca's pussy virginity first. Slowly inching his way into her cunt, and then along the cervix wall, then entering her womb. He was now fully inside of her, and he started to move like a train, he was relentless pounding in and out of her at Jack hammer speeds. Rebecca was having an orgasm a minute, each one bigger than the last. Fifteen minutes in, and it got too much, the many orgasms turned into one constant one, she passed out. Awakening, she was being pulled by her collar, Charlotte was suspended in the air as Tyrone was pulling her all the way up to the tip of his cock, and then dropping her down. Her bum slid down resting upon the base of his cock. Rebecca was amazed that such a petite girl could take such a large cock in her ass. Noticing that she was awake, Tyrone threw Charlotte onto the bed and looked towards Rebecca, he used his finger to indicate for her to come closer, she complied. Rebecca started cleaning Tyrone's cock with her mouth, she could smell the asshole of Charlotte on his god cock, she pocked out her tongue and tasted it. She fell in love with Charlotte's asshole, the taste, and smell, packaged with the taste and smell of her new owner's cock was too much, she started cumming again.

Tyrone moved Rebecca towards the foot of the bed and placed a bunch of pillows under her bum. The cheeks were exposed and cold air for the first time reached her asshole, Tyrone placed his god cock against the tightest of her holes and pushed forward. Rebecca started moaning and screaming in both pain and pleasure as Tyrone reshaped her intestines. Charlotte sat on Rebecca's face, the girl started licking away, trying to get her mind away from the pain of losing her “brown cherry”. Charlotte traced in amazement at the path of Tyrone's cock, she could do so as it inflated her belly, leaving a distinctive cock shape convex. The cock started to bend, Charlotte observed the trajectory of the expanding skin, as the cock turned the once flat stomach into an anal bulge. Tyrone came in Rebecca's bowels, emptying all his cum, Tyrone slid out of her ass and into Charlotte's mouth.

Regaining her composure, Rebecca took Charlotte to the other side of the bed, positioned her bum atop of Charlotte’s face. She started to push the cum out, she covered the girl in a cum fart. The two started to make out, licking cum and butt juice off each other's face. Tyrone watched as he regained his composure and the girls finished cleaning themselves up. It was time for breeding.

Tyrone set the girls up, so that they would be facing one another, their faces together, and their pussies together. The girls started making out, Tyrone entered one girl, right down to his balls, and with one clean stroke pulled out, and entered the other girl, he repeated this action, till he came once more. One thick cum shot in one woman, he pulled out and entered the other, one thick cum shot in her womb. He repeated this process four times, each girl had two cum shots in her womb. Pulling out, he took aim at the two girls making out and moaning and hit them square on the face with his remaining cum.

“Right bitches time for your award, ass up, head down.”

The two girls complied, they positioned their bums over the bed-end and their heads towards the wall. They could hear Tyrone getting to work, the zipping of a bag, and the sound of a blow torch. Charlotte started to giggle in expectation, Rebecca took her by the chin and started making out, swapping cum.

The room filled with the stench of burning flesh, and the hiss of a branding iron. There were shrieks of pain and pleasure, yet Charlotte was confused. Turning to look back, Tyrone had branded Rebecca instead. On her left cheek butt check, Tyrone had made a permanent mark: “white bitch, property of Tyrone.” Rebecca was too shocked and was coming down from another organism to respond.

“You should have drowned that white boy, bitch” Sneared Tyrone, “bitch, my place tomorrow morning, before my dump.” Rebecca could only nod weakly. Tyrone then left Charlotte's room and the two pregnant girls.