Out of Afrika - Chapter 56

Our story thus far…

Rhino Industries, an established electronics company, has had great success in marketing a range of appliances and devices embedded with mind-manipulation software that causes and convinces White females of the superiority of Black cock. Even more so the same software compels their husbands and partners to concede that they are subservient to the Black man and that they must acquiesce to both the desires of their partners and of the black man who may come calling.

Rhino is a very professionally run concern and candidates for executive or senior management positions are subjected to an intensive vetting process to ensure they are 'in tune' with the company ethos and long-term aims.

For some recruits, the vetting process may include counseling to ensure that attitudes are changed.

Read on:


Simone had been an employee of Rhino from day 1 of their arrival in Hawksville 10 years ago and she held a sense of satisfaction from being an integral part of their success as over the years she rose through the ranks of management. Her career path began with her as a typist in the pool before moving up the ladder to become shared secretary to the top managers. She soon impressed the CEO, Oskar Botha, with her skills and was quickly promoted to be his Assistant. Her rapid rise through the ranks may have also been related to being the CEO's favorite fuck and she wasn't ashamed to admit that she had used her feminine wiles to the full to remain his preferred.

Back in the days when she joined, all employees being recruited were given a welcoming package that included the latest model of Rhino's Mobile phone, a phone that transmitted subliminal messages to the user that 'Black Cock was good; white cock, not so much'. Simone hadn't taken much convincing and enthusiastically took on board the phone's advice. She had added further credit to her reputation and approval from the CEO when she bought (at a company discount) phones for her husband and ******** to sign up for the new order. They likewise now recognized that a stiff black cock was much preferred to the somewhat lesser white one.

Now, after 10 years of devoted service, Simone had her own executive office and her executive responsibilities given that, moving on from being Oskar's PA, she was now the director of 'Human Resources for the burgeoning Rhino empire, and life was good.

Like all successful managers her success lay in knowing when and what to delegate and to have good people working for her to do the spade work, especially whenever recruitment was being conducted.

At Rhino there was a formal process to be followed which always began with advertising for particular positions to be filled. Following applications from candidates being made it was then a fairly straightforward process of confirming formal qualifications and suitability for the job before an offer was made and then, and only then, would Simone give her authorization for a welcoming package to be prepared for the new starter's arrival.

That was how the recruitment process usually worked. However, in specific cases, she would become more involved, especially if it was Rhino was looking for an executive position to be filled. Such was the situation now as Rhino desperately required a suitably qualified person to fill the newly created position of Director of Engineering to manage the complex infrastructure of both the manufacturing plant and the equally multifaceted transport fleet.

The fleet included the acquisition of a Grumman Gulfstream and FAA regulations dictated that engineering back-up was conducted by certified personnel, including the management of the organization operating the business jet.

Rhino had identified the person they wanted to fill the post, a fellow by the name of Robert King. He had all the qualifications, FAA licenses, and experience and was keen to take up a well-paid job (with the encouragement and support of his wife who owned a beauty parlor business of her own). Trouble was that the pre-job assessment had identified a reluctance to sign up to the 'Rhino Code' and now that he was working his probationary period he had so far shown he was impervious to the instructions given out by his Rhino phone. It was an HR dilemma and this was where Simone became more involved in the process and for more subtle ways to be employed to win the probationary Director of Engineering around.

In cases such as these counseling was the tool that was used and this morning Simone was viewing the file which contained the case notes of Julia Vanderbilt, her preferred councillor, who was adept in dealing with reluctant prospects such as these.

Julia had already reached out to Robert and had a few interviews with him in an attempt to ascertain the root cause of 'the problem' but, unknown to him, she also had interviewed his wife. Her view was that the partner, if there was one, usually held the key and her 'counseling' technique would always include confidential sessions with the partner.

Simone opened the file and, being more interested in the feminine side of things, began to read Julia's neatly typed notes which detailed in chronological order the sessions that she had so far held beginning with the DoE's wife, Kinsley. She was aware that Kinsley was already under the influence of the phone that Rhino had gifted her so she was not surprised to see the line of questioning had cut to the chase and from the outset the counseling had already zoned into the matter in hand.

The notes, as always, were formally written which belied the juicy details that Simone was expecting to read. She was not to be disappointed.


Reference: Rh/Rec/DoE/001

Date: Intentionally left blank

Title: Recruitment of DoE

Patient's name: Kinsley King

Synopsis: The wife is susceptible and willing to accept Rhino conditions but her husband (on probation DoE) has shown strong reluctance. Counseling is required to change attitudes.

Session One - Transcript


JV: I've called you in today so that we can get to know our new employees and their partners better and understand if there are any problems or issues that we might assist in resolving.

We know from experience that such questioning can be stressful to some people so what I would like you to do is put on these headphones … don't worry, they are lightweight and won't mess with your hair … and you will hear some very faint soothing sounds that will relax you. It's a clever system that has been developed by your husband's company and we have found that it works well in situations such as this.

Julie handed over the headset which Kinsley accepted with no hesitation and once she had them in place Julie touched the pad and initiated the Rhino mind-control software program.

JV: So let us begin by you telling me a little about yourself, Kinsley.

KK: Well, I guess you know that I am just the other side of 50 years old, I've got a couple of grown-up kids who've long flown the nest. I have my own beauty business and although I am happily married, I am frustrated to have a loving husband who seems to have, um, kinda lost interest in me and now that he is in line for this job he seems to be even more disconnected, if you know what I'm saying.

JV: Oh Dear, I'm sorry to hear that. Has his disinterest prompted you to do anything to relieve your frustrations?

KK: Well, I have been going online and seeing if there is anything the internet might suggest or offer but although Robbie and I did a little swinging in our younger days I'm not sure that the answer lies in that direction as I know that he would not be happy to know I was looking for someone else. He is very protective towards me and, uh, he has some medical issues that give him feelings of low self-esteem which doesn't help my situation.

JV: Hmm, that's interesting, I wasn't aware of that….

Simone smiled when she read that for she knew that Julia was aware but that she didn't want to reveal that she had already spoken with Robert. She wanted to ensure that their 'stories' matched up before moving and deciding on the course of 'treatment'. She read on:

… the Internet can be a useful resource but it can also be a scary place. What sort of things have you been looking at?

KK: Oh, nothing in particular. I like looking at videos of people in different situations, you know, people doing stuff like having secret affairs, swinging, that sort of thing. I love seeing interracial stuff, the penises on some of those black guys are incredible and I cannot believe how some of them manage to keep it up for so long. Makes me juice up just thinking about it.

JV: Have you ever been in any of those situations yourself?

KK: Hm, as I said, we did fool around a little back when we were first married but it was never with any black men. It wasn't a conscious thing, you know, racist prejudice or anything like that, it just never occurred in the circles we moved in, you know, being with black people. Pity, when I look back now having seen those videos that we didn't know some black guys!

JV: Yes indeed. Hold that thought. We'll come back to that. Now, tell me about your husband. He seems to have fitted in very well here at Rhino and doing a great job but we sense there may be some underlying issues that make him uncomfortable working around so many Black people, especially having to report to Black bosses. Is there something that we should know about that we might be able to assist in resolving?

KK: No, it's nothing to do with working with Black people, Rob has always been the kind of guy who just wants to work with the best-qualified people regardless of the color of their skin; being black doesn't enter into his way of thinking at all.

JV: So, something else then?

KK: Well, I guess the medical issue thing might have something to do with the way he acts these days …

Julie nodded sympathetically. She already knew to what Kinsley was referring having previously spoken with Rob.

JV: How so? Can you tell me about it, I don't want to pry if it's too personal.

KK: Well, a couple of years back Rob collapsed and was rushed to the ER where it was discovered that he had a tumor growing in his abdomen which was messing with his intestines and bladder which in turn had caused Sepsis. He nearly died but the surgery caught it just in time.

JV: Wow, how awful.

KK: Yeah, well he recovered, sort of, but it took 6 months for him to properly get back on his feet and thereafter it was clear that some other things were still not right.

JV: In what way?

KK: Well, previously we had a good sex life, nothing too fancy but regular, if you know what I mean, once, maybe twice a week ...

Kinsley looked up to see if this revelation had caused any reaction in her inquisitor. It hadn't, Julie was concentrating on jotting notes on her pad (or so she thought) and had no change of expression on her face. Julie was adjusting the subliminal messaging that was being transmitted through the headset. Emboldened, she continued.

KK: … but after he got home it was clear that he couldn't get hard, stiff, get an erection, or whatever it's called, and that got him down because, apart from anything else, if there was one thing that Rob had going for him was that he had a really fine dick and he knew that I loved how that big and fat penis got when we had sex; now he couldn't even raise a smile, so to speak. What made things worse was that he also knew that I was getting increasingly frustrated at not having our regular lovemaking.

JV: Did things improve as he recovered?

KK: No, not at all. We went back to the hospital for regular check-ups and they discovered whilst the operation had been successful and the cancer had been cleared, the scar tissue that had formed after the operation was pretty much having the same effect on blood flow as the tumor they had gotten rid of.

JV: Ouch! That was cruel.

KK: Yeah, a real bummer, but Rob took the news in his stride and then, bless him, said that we should do something about it and that maybe we could find someone who, in his words, could give me a good 'seeing to'.

That remark did make Julie look up from the pad on her lap.

JV: 'Seeing to', what did he mean?

KK: He said that we should look for someone who had a dick as fine as his who could fuck me whenever I felt the need. He made it quite clear that it would have to be just 'fucking' and not 'love making'; he said that he quite understood that I had 'needs' that he was unable to fulfill and that providing it was just going to be having those needs satisfied without there being any emotional aspect to it then it would be fine as far as he was concerned.

JV: Wow, that sounds like you have some special kind of guy there. I can tell you that I haven't heard that kind of understanding being expressed in this office before! So, what did you do about that then?

KK: Well, I knew from my internet trawling that there were ways and means. I didn't say anything to Robert but I even considered how it would be to go with another girl; I'd seen some lovely girl-on-girl situations on the web and it seemed that there was something very special and loving about it. You know, sisters in it for themselves …

Julie made a note on her pad.

KK: … Anyway, to cut a long story short, we did some research and found a guy who from his profile fitted the bill, arranged to meet him over a dinner at a hotel where Robbie could check him out and make our situation clear to him. We told him that whilst Robbie had no interest in being present he would be close by ready to take me home afterwards.

JV: Sounds all very business-like, so how did it work out?

KK: Yeah, OK, I guess. We had dinner, and the guy (he was a good bit younger than Rob)and I went up to the room leaving Rob at the table. He was nervous about it, which was sweet, but despite being jumpy it took him no time at all to get naked before he came over and helped me get undressed. He was excited at what we were about to do 'cause his dick was already erect and pointing at the ceiling fan. I was a little disappointed that he wasn't quite as big as Robbie's had been before the operation but, hey, once he put that thing in me lack of inches didn't stop me from having the best orgasm I had had in a long time. The guy was good and what was even nicer was that he didn't cum inside me but pulled out and scooted up the bed so that he could shoot his stuff over my breasts and face. I think he was concerned that he might make me pregnant which made me smile as those days are long gone. I used to love it when Robbie did that to me.

JV: Sounds as if you had a nice time, did you tell your husband, uh Robbie, everything afterward?

KK: Yes, most of it but he wasn't interested in the details, he was just pleased that it had worked out for me and that I had gotten to have my 'itch' scratched, as he put it.

JV: So did you make this a regular thing, getting your itch scratched by him or maybe someone else?

KK: Not with that guy. He had been so anxious about the whole thing that we decided he had been too much trouble so we went back to the internet to find someone who might be more relaxed about being 'given' another man's wife with the husband's permission.

JV: Haha, that's one way of looking at it. So, were you successful?

KK: Yes; too successful, I'm thinking.

JV: How so?

KK: Well, having discovered how easy it had been to set up my first 'date' we spread the net a little wider and took a look at some interracial sites. It was an area that Robbie knew I had looked at before so he knew I had an interest, so to speak. He figured that if we were going to be doing this thing why shouldn't we introduce a bit of variety into the mix?

JV: Hmm, yes. I can understand that. From my own experience, there is something very erotic about the skin tone contrast.

KK: Yeah, have to say that whenever Robbie was working late or on a swing shift I would spend hours looking at white women with black men and I found those combinations extremely arousing. I won't deny I would get soaking wet looking at those black penis .. or should I use the correct term, 'cock'?

The idea of getting filled with a cock other than Rob's 8 inches but bigger and black besides was so exciting. Whenever I looked at those videos maybe it was more than just size, maybe the skin texture or the stamina or whatever it was that these black guys had, I would just get so wet, and now here was my husband telling me that I should go down that path.

JV: And did you take that path?

KK: Oh yes. Rob let me do the arranging this time with the instruction that I laid down the same rules and conditions as before. I was very diligent and particular and I made contact through one of the websites with a black guy who seemed very charming and understood what the arrangement was all about. He introduced himself as 'Darnell' and suggested that we have a dinner date. I told Rob about him and he said that if I was interested and was confident that he was an 'OK guy' I should go. (I didn't tell him about the dick picture he had sent; Wow, what a fine-looking cock!)

I warned Rob that if he did take me out that he would likely end up turning the dinner date into a fuck date.

He laughed at that and said just make it a 'one-time thing', have fun, and come home afterward; that it would be fine by him.

JV: So, how did that work out?

KK: I went out, as arranged, on Friday night; I didn't return home until Sunday!

JV: Oh my God, what?!!

KK: Yeah, we had dinner; left, and went to his place and, how can I describe it, I just lost it. He was amazing and I just lost control and all sense of time or whatever; I just wasn't able to think straight. Once I saw that black cock for real and the things that he did to me, well, I was in another world and all I could think about was getting fucked by that magnificent creature.

Julie smiled indulgently on hearing this for she knew very well why Kinsley had 'lost control'. Darnell was a Rhino employee and through the Rhino-sponsored website that Kinsley had been viewing, algorithms had identified who she was and it became an easy matter for Darnell to be 'planted' into Kinsley and Robert's lives as part of their recruitment process. Once Kinsley had been hooked, Darnell's apartment was then fully equipped with a Rhino sound system for the transmission of subliminal messages to drift through the air ensuring Kinsley would do exactly as she was told.

KK: From the moment I got into his apartment, I never gave Rob or our rules a second thought. All I could think about was getting fucked every which way by that black cock. Oh my God, he was magnificent and reacted to my every suggestion. I teased him about being gentle with me and joked that he wouldn't make me pregnant. I mentioned the other guy who had cum on my face and I guess that was a trigger because it seemed to me that his cock suddenly became erect and stiff and from that moment on he fucked me at least 6 times ... twice Friday night, 3 times on the Saturday that I could remember and then once more on the Sunday morning before I left to go home. I don't think that in all that time his cock ever softened, if anything, by the time I left it was even harder!

JV: Goodness me, that sounds like you had some weekend. So what happened when you got home; how did your husband react?

KK: Yeah, that's when it all went wrong. He was furious and rightly so. I couldn't explain what had happened or how I had just totally ignored what we had agreed would be the Golden Rule.

JV: Which was what?

KK: That I would just have my bit of fun and then come home straight ways after. I just don't know what I could have been thinking….

Julie maintained her poise; she knew that Kinsley's thinking had been controlled by Rhino from the moment that she had entered Darnell's apartment. Kinsley continued:

KK: … it seemed as if the sight of his cock triggered something inside of me and every other thought just went out of my mind. It was crazy because Robbie and I had looked at pictures and stuff on the internet and had a conversation about me being fucked by black cock, I should have been dead set against the idea, it just didn't seem right. But, wow, when I saw Darnell get undressed and that big black thing flopped out, I could think of nothing else other than getting it inside me and filling me up, it was such a beautiful thing to behold ….

Julie concentrated on her pad but allowed a smile to cross her face.

…. I was mesmerized and all I wanted from that moment on was to see and feel that big fat thing sliding in between my pussy lips.

JV: And how did it look and feel?

KK: Oh my God, it was amazing. I think I had my first orgasm even before he had managed to get himself halfway in and then once he started stroking it back and forth and started to fuck me the orgasms just kept coming and coming, one after the other. I'd never known such pleasure and what was so impressive was that although I felt him cum inside me that his cock refused to go down, go soft like it always did when Robbie was able to fuck me.

JV: That sounds amazing. Did you not have any feelings of remorse at any time? I mean, there must have been times when you gave some thought to your husband who, let's face it, must have been at the very least concerned about where his wife was.

KK: Yeah, that's the craziest part about the whole weekend. I didn't have a moment's thought about him, I was like some kinda drug addict, all I could think about was making love to that black man, and getting my next fix.

I sent Robbie a text on Saturday telling him I was OK and would be home soon but I have no recollection of having sent that. It was only when I did get home on Sunday that Robbie showed me the message from me on his phone so I have to believe I must have sent it.

JV: So, you eventually got home; your husband's understandably mad at you, how did it go from there?

KK: It was horrible, Robbie didn't talk to me for two days or more. I didn't have the chance to explain that I felt as if I had been possessed or had been made to do things over which I had no control; that I had only been doing something that we had both agreed about. He did eventually come around and accepted that for whatever reason, I hadn't been in my right mind, and by the end of the week, we were back to our normal selves and agreeing that we would be more careful the next time.

JV: Oh, so he wasn't that scared that you were going to give up.

KK: Oh no, as I said, we ended up trying to put that strange experience behind us, forgetting Darnell and, being more careful about who we chose for me in the future.

JV: So Robbie hadn't changed his mind about you going with other men to get satisfaction then?

KK: No, he was, still is, a good man, a sensible man, and concerned about my well-being. So, no, nothing changed as far as that was concerned.

JV: And what about you, what were your thoughts about it?

KK: That's the strangest thing. After I got home, all I could think about was the good time I had enjoyed. Obviously with Robbie being so mad I couldn't tell him that my head was constantly filled with visions of Darnell's wonderful black cock, so big, so silky smooth, so constantly hard. Oops, see, there I go again, even now I can't stop thinking about it …

Julie smiled knowing that this obsession had been successfully planted in her head by Rhino.

KK: … and what else I couldn't tell Robbie was that Darnell had been trying and constantly texting me to get me to go back and repeat. I have to admit that I was highly tempted but I never responded. It was a good thing that I kept my phone close by me or Robbie really would have gone crazy and thrown me out if he had known.

JV: So that was the end of Darnell then?

KK: Unfortunately not. Talk about crazy, it was the weekend after next that I heard someone knocking on the door around midnight. Rob didn't hear it, he was asleep, snoring, so I went down and when I opened the door there was Darnell. I didn't have a chance to say or do anything when he grabbed me, kissed me, and tried to push his way inside. Robbie heard the commotion and came rushing down the stairs and got between us. He had seen me trying to push Darnell away and, I won't repeat what he said but in so many words, told him to leave.

Darnell started ranting something about that now that he's fucked me throughout two weekends (not true, honestly) that I belong to him, that he'd come to collect me. It was at this point that Robbie grabbed him around the neck and told him to get lost. Which he did.

We were both pretty shaken up and Robbie was concerned that this had happened so the next morning we filed a report with the authorities. They told us that the 'incident' had been logged but that it sounded as if it was a 'minor misdemeanor' so there was not much they could do about it. However, they said that if he should make any more attempts to contact me I could report that I was being stalked, and then something would be done as the police take a dim view of that sort of thing.

JV: And did he?

KK: No, never heard from him again.

Julie made another annotation on her pad.

JV: So, where are we now, you and Robbie?

KK: Yeah, we're OK, I guess. It's a kinda easy peace. He's very wary of what we do nowadays and we are being super-careful with making choices of men for me. I have mainly settled down with a regular, white guy, who I see from time to time but I have to admit, he doesn't compare in any way to Darnell and I still have the most delicious visions that play through my mind even when these other guys are fucking me.

I certainly don't confess that to Robbie!

JV: Hmm, quite right, some things go through a girl's mind that it's better not to be sharing, eh?

And talking about sharing, you mentioned when you started out looking that you had an interest in girl-on-girl. Did you take that interest any further than just looking at stuff on the net?

KK: No, I never did but it's something I still look at and it excites me very much to think about loving another woman in that way.

JV: What way?

KK: Looking at the soft velvety texture of a smooth pussy makes me so wet. I've had mine waxed and when I sit at the computer I can't keep my hands from it. I watched some videos, of two women together, one of them laid back, head thrown back with a smile of pure pleasure and ecstasy as the other woman expertly tends to her pretty garden. In my perfect world, it would be someone like you teaching me the fine art of pleasing your pussy, how you like it touched, kissed, licked.

I have to say that all the while we have been sitting here talking I have been looking at you imagining you are that woman, relaxed and laid back, smiling at me, as I work my way from licking and sucking your hard nipples, over your tummy, and down to your sensitive clit, exploring the very essence, enjoying the taste and texture of your pussy...

Julie's smile spread even wider as she witnessed the effect that the Rhino system purring through Kimberley's headset had taken.

JV: That's very interesting that you should say that. It shows that you have a very positive attitude and that despite your unpleasant encounter with that Darnell chap, that you have emerged stronger and ready to face new challenges.

I don't think that we need to worry about assimilating your husband into the 'Rhino Way'. This has been a very interesting and useful session and we shall be following up with a similar session with Robbie so that we can implement some measures which I know will be very pleasing and fruitful.

So, thank you very much for coming in today and having this chat. Most illuminating.

Julie made a few more adjustments to the program humming through Kimberley's ear-pieces and then put the pad to one side. Then to the bemused gaze of Kimberley, she stood up and began a slow striptease, unbuttoning her white blouse to reveal the lacey bra holding her tits; unzipping the skirt and lowering it to show a matching pair of panties and the thigh-high stockings.

Kimberley felt her heartbeat increase as she realized what was about to occur. She then caught her breath as Julie unclipped and removed her bra to show that her nipples were already stiff in anticipation of what was about happen; she stifled a moan when Julie pulled down her panties to expose the puffy lips of a pussy surrounded by neatly trimmed pubic hair.

Julie beckoned her to stand up and cocked her head toward the couch.

Kimberley took off her headset and complied with the unstated instruction.


Simone read with great interest Julie's report on the session she had conducted with Kimberley. It didn't detail the events that had occurred after the actual interview, indeed, why would it for the extended lesbian fuck session that had followed was nothing to do with the matter in hand. What the report did detail however was that Rhino had two distinct problems.

Firstly, Robert King, the probationary Director of Engineering, had issues with his sexual health following his operation and that was causing great mental anguish.

Secondly, that in Darnell, another Rhino employee, had somebody who had anger management issues that needed to be addressed.

She re-read the report, pondered for a while, and added her recommendations to the document. Her solution; the psycho-analyst/software programmers employed by the Rhino Development Laboratory develop new applications that address both issues and that the devices used by both employees be re-programmed accordingly.

In her neat hand, she completed the appropriate fields on the document and sent it on to ….

…. Oskar Botha, Rhino CEO, concurred with her every word and so another step toward black domination was set in train.

He signed off put the report into the out-tray and picked up the next file of the pile sitting in his in-tray.

At first glance, it looked as if it would make for interesting reading as it concerned the progress that was being made with the placement of a pastor of the Church of the Black Staff who had been 'posted' to a rural community in Kansas. But, with time running short and the prospect of Simone returning to his office for their daily 'comfort session', he put the document into the pending tray to be dealt with later.

He loosened his belt in anticipation of what was about to happen in his busy work schedule.