Save the Clinic! Part 9
"Save the Clinic!" is an erotic and long-winding soap opera with many characters that live and operate in a city struggling for racial justice. In this ninth episode, we follow Mackenzie into the Elimination Clinic where she will make up her mind to go through with the abortion or not.
IN OUR LAST EPISODE ...
Mackenzie visits the B. E. Reproduction Clinic to hear terrible news. Kathleen gives into her carnal desires putting her sick husband behind. Veronica has an opportunity to turn her receptionist into a devout follower in racial justice.
THE EXAMINATION ROOM
Mackenzie sat on the examination table wearing her blue hospital gown. While she was waiting for the doctor, she had been rubbing herself below her belly button. Taking deep breaths, she put both her hands flat on the green vinyl and waited. It had been a long day discovering the truth she was pregnant with her husband's child during a difficult time in their marriage. Her husband, Noah, was too focused on solving the world's problems with white racism and intolerance. It wasn't enough that he argued for social justice, he wanted his wife to be just as passionate. It was ironic that Noah had set aside his liberal, feminist-devout beliefs those weeks ago and acted like a man in the bedroom. She remembered how they “made love” with him on top in a missionary position. Even after he came, impregnating her, he apologized for taking a dominant position. But it seemed the progressive, enlightened citizens of Black Pine had different opinions on white reproduction.
The door knocked twice and Doctor Claire, a 40-year old woman with straight, Nordic-blonde hair, walked inside. Claire introduced herself with her no-nonsense personality to Mackenzie. Claire wore a white lab coat and white shoes.
The doctor started, “I want you to feel perfectly comfortable. You can trust me when sharing your most intimate thoughts about sex and reproduction. We're open minded and don't judge anyone through the murky lens of traditional morals. We're very progressive and want to help you make the best decisions for you and your sexual health.”
Mackenzie felt relief. Her body language showed she had relaxed and put her faith in the doctor and her authority.
“Of course, you're here because the pregnancy tests came out positive. And according to my records, you practice monogamy? Meaning, the father is your white husband?”
Mackenzie, being questioned about monogamy before, realized how important the topic had on her well being. “Um, yes … doctor. And it was unplanned.”
Claire nodded and with an encouraging, uplifting tone, told Mackenzie, “Your situation … is perfect for an elimination. We can forego the the consultation and begin the procedure right now.”
Mackenzie put her hand up, “Whoa! I … I don't know, if I want that. I thought we could talk, speak about this more.” she pleaded, “Honestly, I was hoping we could come up with good reasons to keep it.”
Dr. Claire scoffed, almost insulted, “I don't think there can be any 'good' reason to continue with your condition.” The bluntness hit Mackenzie hard feeling she and her unborn was alone in the world. Mackenzie thought this was the moment to apologize, excuse herself, and leave the clinic. Maybe she and her husband needed to leave Black Pine behind.
The doctor looked at Mackenzie very seriously, “Mackenzie, be honest with me. Have you given thought about having sex with other men out of sexual or emotional needs?” Mackenzie, embarrassed, looked down and shook her head. “I'm sorry if I seem terse.” apologized Claire, “It's just I don't come across too many women with the out-dated practice of monogamy.”
“Why is everyone telling me monogamy is wrong?” asked Mackenzie in a defensive, if not defiant tone. The fleeting thoughts of storming out of the clinic were forgotten. She felt she needed to defend her marriage, her dignity, and convince everyone she wasn't a racist. Nothing could be more horrible than be labeled as one!
Claire answered, “Mackenzie, your reproductive health isn't just about your pregnancy. It's about how you practice sex, how often, and with who.” Claire reached for her clipboard and lifted papers and shook her head. She told Mackenzie, “Furthermore, I'm troubled how you are practicing sex now. To be more precise, how you're not having sex.”
“What? Why?” wondered Mackenzie. Claire told her, “You haven't participated in group sex, no gang-bangs, no one-night hook-ups, you haven't experimented with bi-sexuality. And you even gave oral sex a low score!”
Mackenzie squirmed and stretched her arms between her legs. “You made me sound like a prude.” she told the doctor. Claire leaned against the examination table and put her hand on Mackenzie's bare thigh, “Not a prude, but selfish. What's most disturbing about your sexual history is you haven't had interracial sex with black men. You haven't even considered it.”
Mackenzie pulled her shoulders in and put her right hand on her tummy. But the doctor grabbed her hand and pulled it away from her belly. “Your body is capable of giving so much pleasure. When you leave my clinic today, I want you to fully understand that.”explained Claire who then told, “Now jump down and remove your gown. I want to examine your body.”
Mackenzie peeled off her smock with a single pull as soon as her bare feet hit the floor. Claire reached out and gently groped Mackenzie's right breast and her ass. “Oh, fuck!” Claire muttered, “With your body, you should be having sex three or four times a day, and with many, different men.” Mackenzie trembled, “But doctor … I am married.” she said instinctively. But Claire cut her off, “We don't abide by backward moralities as told to us by white men. Monogamy doesn't make a difference when your body needs sex … good sex provided by confident, aggressive, alpha-men who can fuck you physically, mentally, and emotionally.”
Dr. Claire ran her hand down Mackenzie's body from her breasts, down past her belly, until she touched her pussy. “Your womb is very special. It belongs to men who are deserving.”
Mackenzie whispered, “Black men?”
Claire smiled, “You're beginning to understand. You've been pressured to provide sex to them?” Mackenzie closed her eyes and nodded. Claire gently put her hand on Mackenzie's left breast, “It's inevitable, dear. Black men don't care about the ring on your finger. Only the pussy between your legs.” Claire then put her hand on Mackenzie's pale ass. “You'll give in. Whether out of racial pressure or white guilt, they'll own this. It will feel so good you'll need more. And you'll wonder how you let your husband put his parasite inside of you.”
Mackenzie started to pant at the excitement. It was becoming clear and justifiable for her to break her marriage vows. Perhaps, even moral. “I need more sex, right?” she asked the doctor while nodding her head. “It's now time you learn how precious your pussy is.” said Claire who took Mackenzie's hand to lead her out into the hallway. Mackenzie, naked, said to the doctor, “What about my gown?” To that, Claire answered, “Leave it behind, white girl!”
The ladies stepped out into the hallway where Mackenzie used her free arm to cover her breasts out of modesty and the cool air. Claire took a firm, almost sexually-dominant, persona and led Mackenzie down the hall to the farthest door. It made her feel good to parade the naked, white girl.
Claire knocked on the door and helped herself inside still holding Mackenzie's hand. Mackenzie could not yet see inside as Claire was standing too closely in front of her. It was a rather, bland consultation room with earth toned painted walls, recessed lighting, and plain wooden furniture. Claire stepped in and stepped to her left. Mackenzie saw the couch where she saw Reese and a young, black man sit. Reese was topless, exposing her young, beautiful breasts. She was kissing the young, half-naked, black man with her hand deep into his underwear. And that was the only thing the young male was wearing.
When Reese noticed she was not alone with him, she pulled her lips away as well as her hand of the young man's crotch. She blushed, cleared her throat, and looked obviously embarrassed. “Ahem, and … I like to introduce you to La'Damian.” said Claire to Mackenzie. Mackenzie looked down and away and pressed her body behind Claire felt shocked and, at the moment, very vulnerable.
“Don't be ashamed, Mackenzie.” said the doctor who gestured her to stand to the center of the room as Claire closed the door behind them. Mackenzie gasped turned to her side to not give the young man a full-frontal. With her arms she covered her breasts and her pussy and looked up to the ceiling. “This isn't happening ...” she whispered to herself.
Claire put her hand on Mackenzie's shoulder and guided her to turn her shoulders to the couple on the couch. The doctor explained, “La'Damian is 18 and a beautiful, young man. But because he's under-educated, jobless, and lives in low-income housing he's considered an … 'at-risk' individual.” Mackenzie began finding the curiosity and the courage to raise her chin and look at La'Damian leering back at her. She was attracted to his physique and apparent confidence. Claire, continued, “As you'll soon see, La'Damian is way more important no matter how educated or how much wealth white men have stolen from them. “ The doctor tapped on Mackenzie's arm that were covering her breasts, encouraging her to show them. Mackenzie and La'Damian locked eyes on each other and Mackenzie let her arm down.
“La'Damian wants to make us white girls pregnant. He wants to father as many children with white women as he can. I've invited him to our clinic to help promote interracial sex and hopefully, black pregnancies!” said Claire. Meanwhile, Reese reached her hand into La'Damian's crotch again and tugged on his most obvious bulge. “And it's my way to atone for the injustice a young man, like La'Damian, endured no thanks to our white, intolerant justice system. They've been arresting him when he should be left between a white girl's legs and making black babies.” said Claire. Then, at that moment, Reese pulled La'Damian's cock out from under his briefs. Mackenzie openly gasped and turned her head, covering her eyes.
“Don't look away.” said Claire who pulled down Mackenzie's hand. The doctor put her palms on Mackenzie's cheeks and made her turn her head to see. La'Damian stood and Reese snapped down his briefs. His huge, black cock twitched teasing every white girl in the room. Reese stood, pushed down her pants and dropped to her knees grabbing the base of the cock with her left hand. Reese gave it a couple pleasing strokes and smiled at Mackenzie before she leaned forward and put La'Damian's cock into her mouth. Again, Mackenzie tried to look away, not wanting to be a voyeur. Again, the doctor discouraged her. “Watch, Mackenzie. Don't you find it beautiful?”
Reese bobbed her head, slurping on cock. Spit ran down her chin but she did not care. “Fuck! Suck that cock!” said La'Damian, very confidently. He bucked his hips and Reese gagged. Reese, squeezed one of her breasts, and continued sucking and moaning. She lifted her head just long enough to say, “Love how your cock tastes! So fuckin' good!”
“Oral sex, or 'sucking cock', is an important act of submission a woman absolutely owes her men. It bridges races and cultures. If you haven't found a man that excites you enough to need to his suck cock, you should find other men, Mackenzie.” said Claire.
And so Mackenzie watched with Dr. Claire how La'Damian, the man in the room, was being pleased. He stood proudly naked with his full, throbbing erection. La'Damian stared at Mackenzie who was no longer covering herself, purposely exposing her full frontal nudity to the teen. Naturally, Mackenzie was drawn to the erotic imagery. But she was impressed by the black teen's confidence. Reese bobbed and turned her head. She was loud and immodest, wanting and needing the black organ inside her. “Look how happy Reese is. This is what she lives for. This is what we white girl's live for. To be on our knees in front of a strong male. A strong, black man and his big, black, dick. You need dick, Mackenzie.” said Claire.
Mackenzie's heart race picked up and she was becoming light headed and dizzy. Mackenzie turned and looked at Claire. They were practically nose to nose, temping Claire to kiss Mackenzie's puffy lips. Claire smiled back and asked, “You want to see me suck his cock, don't you?” Mackenzie, her mouth partly opened, only responded with a quick head nod. She wasn't thinking, only reacting. “Okay, I will. I'll do it for you.” whispered Claire.
The doctor dropped her lab coat to the floor exposing her naked, topless body wearing only a g-string and her shoes. The doctor's sudden confidence in her own sexuality made Mackenzie envious. Claire stepped to the couch swinging her hips left and right before dropping on her knees in a smooth, fluid motion. The proud, educated doctor, now looked passive and submissive for La'Damian's great masculinity. Reese pulled her head back and grabbing the organ by its base, pointed it at Claire. Without another word, Claire lowered her head and began taking her turn sucking La'Damian's cock. La'Damian put his hand around Claire's head and nodded in pleasure. He looked at Mackenzie again, his eyes moved from her head to toe and said aloud, “I fuckin' deserve this!” he said. Mackenzie began to realize how true that was and nodded her head. Mackenzie and La'Damian locked eyes. There was anticipation and sexual attraction.
Claire pushed her head forward until the stiff organ poked its rubbery head to the back of her throat. Still, she wanted more before giving up and rearing her head back letting gobs of her saliva drip from the base of La'Damian's cock. She bobbed forward and again and back … forward and back. Claire looked up into La'Damian's eyes and lifted her head, “We white girls exist to please the black man. Our bodies, our pussies, our mouths is yours!” Claire vowed.
Mackenzie will never forget the sounds echoing in the room of women's mouths slurping on big, black cock. “Mmmph! Mmmph! Mmmph!”, the sounds of sex, good interracial sex. It was right and just sex. Reese laughed at her boss's sudden descent from a medical professional to a slut and told her“Look at you, doctor! You're no better than a whore! We should pimp you out in front of a motel tonight so black guys can fuck you!”
Claire lifted her head, taking a gasp of air, and said to Reese, “I'm a whore!” and the girls kissed before Claire continued pleasing La'Damian by licking his balls. The sight of Claire's sexual depravity made Mackenzie's stomach flutter. Her nipples became sensitive and her pussy wet. It looked so good!
Reese sat on the couch, raised her knees, spreading her legs. She reached her hand and began rubbing her aching pussy needing attention. Mackenzie, a straight woman inexperienced in the world of bi-sexuality couldn't look away at Reese's open display of femininity masturbating in front of her.
Claire had just finished spitting on La'Damian's cock-head and giving it several strokes. She looked at her patient who had taken a step closer to the couch. Mackenzie had her right index finger between her lips and her left hand squeezing a breast. The doctor felt it was time, “Are you ready, Mackenzie?”
As Claire let go of La'Damian's organ, the young man turned and faced Mackenzie. His hard cock twitched like an angry snake hissing spit and pre-cum. The sight of the stiff, black cock excited Mackenzie to the point of fright. She turned her head and covered her breasts again.
“Look at it!” ordered Dr. Claire. Afraid, Mackenzie reluctantly turned her head back and stared at La'Damian's twitching manhood. It was huge, menacing, and needing. Wet from the spit of two women, it performed a seductive mating dance for Mackenzie.
“You need this black cock, Mackenzie.” lectured Claire. Reese, had stopped playing with herself, caught up in the drama if Mackenzie will finally be a proper, white girl. Mackenzie's eyes was locked on La'Damian's manhood only occasionally making eye contact with him. She was trying to read him feeling how sexually right he was for her. His cock kept twitched above his heavy balls hanging low. “It's okay to need black cock.” assured Claire.
Mackenzie decided. She lowered her arms and confidently stepped up to La'Damian. The couple kissed, their tongues met and exchanged saliva. La'Damian helped himself and groped one of her breasts. Mackenzie dropped to her knees next to Claire. The girls looked at each other. Mackenzie said calmly to her doctor, “I need this I'm ready for black cock.”, and turned her head with her nose inches from La'Damian's purple cock-head. It was the largest and the darkest she had ever seen. She grabbed it with her left hand and felt the girth, size, and power of the black organ. Mackenzie had waited long enough. With the protests, her husband's lecturing, and suggestions from the clinics, it was time she did something for the black man. She would ask nothing in return. The flavor of black cock hit her first. It was the flavor of race betrayal and disavowing monogamy. There was now committed in becoming a cheating wife and no going back. Reese celebrated by squealing, “Yea! Another white girl goes black!”
Claire nodded in approval. “That's it, Mackenzie. Betray your race. Betray your husband for black cock. It's only fair.” When Mackenzie heard La'Damian moan in pleasure, she was absolutely sure this was the right thing to do. She bobbed her head trying to fill her mouth with the taste of cock and began to moan in the pleasure she was experiencing submitting to the teen's natural and rightful desires for sex.
“Look at her!” said Reese amazed how fast Mackenzie was getting into it. “On a 1 to 10 scale enjoying sucking black cock, I say you're an 20!” Claire told Mackenzie.
Mackenzie knew the doctor was correct. Until now, she had never met a man she needed to suck his cock like a slut. But this wonderful, black man deserved this. “I love the taste of black cock.” said Mackenzie, “Taste his black power.” whispered Claire.
With dick in her hand, Mackenzie deliberately smacked her face three times with it showing how unimportant her life was, as a white person, in the grace of black cock. She then licked La'Damian's balls. It was something she would never do for her husband or any white man. But this was different. She had something to prove to him.
“You see, La'Damian? We white girls will do anything for you.” Claire said to the young man. Reese wrapped her arms around La'Damian and began kissing his chest and nipples. “Fuck us, end our race.” Reese begged of him.
Meanwhile, Mackenzie couldn't get enough and ran her tongue up and down the shaft of La'Damian's cock. La'Damian was younger, more strong, more attractive than her husband. And the black teen's sex organ was easier larger than Noah's. What she had in her hand and in her mouth was a cock of a real man. “She's going to get fucked by so many black guys, thanks to you.” whispered Reese into La'Damian's ear. The teen replied, “That's what white girls are good for.”
Claire agreed, “That's so true, La'Damian. Always remind us and fuck us with your cock.”
The doctor had to about pull Mackenzie away from her new addiction and she and Reese sat Mackenzie on the couch. They helped her open her legs, pulling her knees back. La'Damian put his knees to the carpet and his wide palms underneath Mackenzie's pale ass. He took a good look at her shaved, swollen, and excited pussy. Mackenzie trembled feeling great arousal having the teen get such a close and intimate look at her cunt. She felt alive exposing her sexuality and her soul to him. La'Damian lowered his head and began lapping at her clit.
Mackenzie arched her back as Claire and Reese both held each of her hands. La'Damian was merciless and hungry, tasting Mackenzie's fresh pussy not yet corrupted by black cock. “Let the black man eat you, Mackenzie. Give him your fruit, your precious, wet pussy.” said Claire. “Oh, oh, it feels so good.” Mackenzie whispered. La'Damian rested his black hand on Mackenzie's pussy making a gentle circular motion, massaging her clit. It made Mackenzie smile. She put a finger in her mouth and giggled. La'Damian removed his hand and lowered his head again. Mackenzie felt the warm tongue lash and push into her pussy. She felt honored and proud to feed the black, “at-risk”, teen. She was doing so much good for him. It was all worth it! All it cost was betraying her husband and her race.
Mackenzie moaned. Claire and Reese smiled. “You like a man who takes what he needs, don't you?” Mackenzie only replied by nodding her head. “He has your pussy, white girl!” added Reese.
La'Damian was ready to fuck. He stood on his knees, grabbed his bulging cock, and rubbed Mackenzie's clit with it. Mackenzie, realized what was next, looked on with anticipating excitement … and fear. What sort of woman would she become once he penetrated her?
“Ohhhh! Aaaa! Fuck!” said Mackenzie as La'Damian penetrated her. He pushed deeper, but only a few of his many inches went inside. The white girl was too tight. But La'Damian was skilled, he bucked back and slammed forward.
“Ohhh! Aaaa! Fuck me!” said Mackenzie as half of La'Damian's cock made it inside. The teen bucked … half-way, half-way, more, more, all-in! Every bulging inch of his manhood pierced the white girl's body and filled her womb. La'Damian growled and tried hard not to pull back, not yet. “I'm going to fuck you, white girl.” he whispered, “I'm going to fuck you!” La'Damian couldn't wait and began powerful piston motions. Both Claire and Reese were emotionally overpowered by the teen's sexual confidence. “Oh, fuck!” exclaimed Reese in utter, sexual jealousy.
Mackenzie rolled her eyes and moaned. Her hands on La'Damian's firm chest taking her lover's thrusts filling her cunt with black meat. She figured La'Damian was just using her for sex. It didn't matter and only made her more excited and more devout to black men. “You're turning into a black cock slut, Mackenzie.” warned Reese who wanted to see exactly that.
With a loud groan out of Mackenzie, everyone knew she was lost to her black lover. “It's too bad you're pregnant. I think La'Damian would make a better father giving you a black baby.” said Claire. Mackenzie could only roll her eyes again wishing this fuck would never end. Reese whispered in La'Damian's ear, “Fuck her. Make her regret getting pregnant with a white man's baby!” That enraged the already frustrated young man. “Fuck her white man! This pussy is belongs to me and my black brothers!” he told Reese. Reese clenched her fist in solidarity.
As La'Damian took charge, he put Mackenzie on her elbows and knees on the couch. He took one side and put one foot on the cushions and the other on the floor and penetrated her again from behind. Mackenzie was a mindless and numb, little more than a sex toy. She couldn't think on her own, nor speak intelligently. Sexual instinct took over and she did anything her male lover demanded until he was satisfied. Until then, her holes were his. As La'Damian's cock pushed deeper, Mackenzie's eyes popped wider. A black hand reached underneath and grabbed one of her tits. La'Damian pushed and pushed. Mackenzie struggled to breathe, the cock was so big fucking her so passionately.
“Fuck … it's so big!” cried Mackenzie.
“It's a real cock, a black cock.” explained Claire, “Tell him, you love it.” Mackenzie, grimacing, nodded. “Yes … I love it. I love black cock.” she surrendered.
“Now tell him, you're sorry for being white.” said Reese, “And sorry you never fucked a black man before!”
Mackenzie whined and huffed. La'Damian was fucking her so good. She took a deep breath and gave everybody what they wanted. She looked over her shoulder to her black lover and whispered, “I'm sorry, I'm white. I've been selfish. Please fuck me … I want to fight racism this way.” La'Damian responded to Mackenzie's confession with power thrusts and reaching to grab a breast again. He grunted and roared, “You owe our race your pussy, white girl!” Mackenzie agreed to his demands by moaning loud.
Claire grabbed Mackenzie by the hair and made her look at her. “This is what it means to be black owned. Feels good, doesn't it?” Claire asked. Mackenzie, sneered back, “Yes, it feels good!” Then came an surprise smack from La'Damian's hand across Mackenzie's ass. “Get that abortion!” he demanded. Mackenzie arched her back going into a spastic orgasm. “What do you say, Mackenzie? Are you ready to eliminate your parasite and have La'Damian's black baby?” asked Claire. Mackenzie, didn't think about it and answered, “Ye … yes! Yes! I want an elimination!” The room broke into an applause celebrating. For a moment, Mackenzie wondered if she was right in promising. But then, she went into another orgasm and all doubt was gone. Recovering from a mind blowing experience, she cried and giggled, “I don't want a white baby! I want a black one!”
La'Damian used both hands gripping Mackenzie's hips. He was in a good rhythm keeping a pace that would leave to a needed release. His face looked worn as if he was in the last 100 yards of a marathon. “I gotta try something!” said Reese. She sat on the couch in front of Mackenzie and parted her legs. Reese scooted her pussy underneath Mackenzie's chin and tapped the top of her bleach-blonde hair. Mackenzie lowered her head half way and stopped unsure what to do. But Reese tapped her head again and this time Mackenzie put her lips over Reese's pussy and gave it a kiss then a lick, then she was full-blown eating pussy.
Reese turned to the Claire and they held hands. “She's bisexual now!” said Reese. The doctor approved. With the feeling of a strong cock stretching her womb and the taste of pussy in her mouth, Mackenzie was still a mindless sex toy. She didn't think about her husband nor her fetus, now unwanted. She had no mind of her own, only purpose. The purpose to be used for sex and fucked. She lifted her chin and rested between Reese's legs. Mackenzie closed her eyes and moaned as hot, spurting liquid dumped inside her pussy. La'Damian let out an exhausting moan, relieved for his release that were aching his balls. He pushed and pushed again trying to squeeze out every drop put it inside the white girl. Mackenzie could only whisper to herself in the end, “Fuck me.”
When La'Damian pulled out his cock, Claire rushed like a hungry vamp and put it into her mouth. She cleaned his shaft with her mouth and tongue and looked up at La'Damian who was catching his breath. “My black god, thank you for fucking our race!” said Claire. Meanwhile, Mackenzie and Reese traded kisses. Mackenzie knew she was sold on lesbian sex vowing not to go without eating pussy. After a few, tender moments with Reese, Mackenzie turned to the doctor, “I don't want this sickening parasite inside me any longer! I want that elimination now!” she demanded.
WHITE ELIMINATION
Mackenzie hastily signed the documents, one after the other. She even penned her name on a letter addressed to The Black Power Movement, the owner and operator of the clinic. She thanked them for the health care and pledged her eternal support to the clinic and the organization. Mackenzie consented having news of her elimination made public as a gesture of good will towards racial justice. She was placed in the chair, her feet in stirrups as Dr. Claire performed the procedure. Reese was there also assisting. Shinequa was there too, wiping Mackenzie's forward with a towel needing to witness the procedure to its completion.
Standing in the corner was La'Damian. He asked Dr. Claire to watch. Everyone agreed, including Mackenzie, it would be proper for him to see this harmonious event of white ******** he was responsible for making. He stood in the far corner, watching impatiently as a soldier wanting victory. La'Damian and Mackenzie looked at each other like forbidden lovers who made a vow to continue mating because that is what nature demanded. Her womb no longer belonged to her alone. She freely surrendered it to another race of men, real men who must fuck her. Damn the evil, white man. Her body, her soul, her love belonged to the black race. She had one, easy sacrifice to make.
The plastic tube pushed inside Mackenzie. It made her feel uncomfortable but she was committed. With a press of a button, came vacuuming sounds within the tube. In a mere seconds, Mackenzie could hear gargling sounds as the tube began swooping debris through the tube. Mackenzie began to feel great discomfort and winced. Shinequa leaned and kissed Mackenzie's forehead. When the gargling sounds ended leaving a clean noise of a vacuum, Mackenzie knew the elimination was complete. She turned to La'Damian who shaking his fist in power. An important racial victory for the black man! Mackenzie leaned back and exhaled, feeling she was welcomed and integrated within the black community.
Veronica had been sitting in her chair in the lobby for a very long time. Her phone battery had drained to less than 50% when the door opened. She sprung to her feet seeing Mackenzie, fully dressed with a happy glow on her face. Followed by Reese and Claire, who too were dressed as if nothing remarkable had happened. Mackenzie gave Veronica a long hug. Mackenzie then looked Veronica in the eyes, “I'm woke!” she told her boss, “I've learned the truth about my body and want to use it to promote black supremacy. Gawd! I want to be enslaved by the black race, Veronica!”
“We can make that happen.” said Veronica, smiling.
“We have to save the clinic!” added Mackenzie. Veronica, curious, wondered about Mackenzie's problem, “Did you go through with the ...”
Mackenzie finished, “Elimination? I got rid of that unwanted thing. I can't help the black man with his needs if I'm pregnant with a white racist, now can I?”
Dr. Claire stepped up and put her hand on Mackenzie's shoulder, “She did great! I'm going to refer her back to the reproduction clinic for a follow up and they'll recommend many sexual practices for her to follow.” Mackenzie, smiling, crossed her fingers, “I can't wait.”
Veronica and Mackenzie hugged again with Veronica promising, “We will save the clinic and the Brickyards. We have to recruit a few more white girls and our dream of a black utopia comes true!”
WHAT COMES SOON AFTER
Reese feeling horny after seeing another elimination took Veronica back to her apartment. Veronica removed her clothes and bent over Reese's knees. Reese happily smacked Veronica's ass repeatedly.
SMACK!
“Good white girl!” Reese told Veronica before smacking her ass again. Reese soothed Veronica's ass with her hand and smacked her again, SMACK!
“Good white girl!”
In her whimpering and her sighs, Veronica could not hear her husband call on her mobile phone. She was too busy getting rewarded by Reese. The girls crawled into each others arms and began kissing and began a session of lesbian love. Reese smiled at Veronica and said to her, “I made you a slut, didn't I?” Veronica nodded, “I'll convert as many white girls as I need. I only want your approval.”
“Only my approval?” Reese teased guiding Veronica's hand to her own pussy. Veronica licked her lips, feeling awkward but admitted anyway, “I want … I need … you. I need your pussy.” Reese smirked, leaned back onto the sheets and opened her legs. “Then, come get it.” she told Veronica.
The once-proud woman and upstanding office professional crawled on her hands and knees and began licking, tasting, and eating Reese's pussy like a porn slut. There was no better thing for her to do.
MACKENZIE COMES HOME
Mackenzie returned to her apartment in “lower suburbia” and to her lower class income life with her husband, Noah. When she opened the apartment door, she smelt the aroma of roses and fresh flowers. The living room and kitchen counter were filled with vases of full-stemmed red roses and other beautifully colored flowers. There were signs with glittering lettering, “Congratulations! We're having a baby!”
The liberated wife took a deep breath in the unexpected decorations. She put her hand on her heart and did everything to keep her from laughing!” said Noah as he rushed to give his wife a hug. “What's this?” she asked him.
“I saw the pregnancy test sticks on the bathroom counter and in the trash. They were all positive!” he answered, “That's why you've been irritable lately. I've never been so happy! Oh, my gawd! We're going to have a baby!” he rejoiced.
Mackenzie smirked and shook her head at her husband's selfish act, “Dear, honey, hold on! There's something I need to tell you … There is wonderful news. But, I'm not pregnant … anymore.”
“What? What do you mean?” asked Noah.
“I got rid of it! Oh, fuck me! I never did such an important thing in my life!”
“You … got rid of our baby?” asked Noah who's heart was breaking Mackenzie, if she cared, could hear it crack.
“At the Elimination Clinic, you know, the place you wanted me to help save? And it wasn't a 'baby'. It was a white parasite you helped put inside me.”
Noah went mute and sat in a chair feeling nothing but disbelief.
“Oh, Noah. I didn't just fight racism today as you preached, I ended it. You would have been proud of me!” said Mackenzie who noticed Noah's silence. She went to her knees and lifted Noah's chin demanding his complete attention.
She told him, “The procedure … my elimination, it was so beautiful! When it was over, they let me hold the clear, plastic bag with the remains of tissue inside. I got a close look at it and said good riddance before I tossed into a bin with the others. Damn! It felt so good.”
When Noah continued his passive silence, Mackenzie informed him of changes to come, “Now, that I'm liberated, I'm free to promote black supremacy! We're going to start joining protests, attend The Black Power Movement rallies, and follow their instructions. But most of all, I'm going to have sex with black men. And one day, breed black babies!”
Noah gasped and looked at his wife with his pleading, begging eyes as she rubbed he empty tummy. Noah tried to argue but he stuttered with a trembling lower lip.
“Can you think of a better way to bond with black men?” asked Mackenzie, “After all, you told me we needed to sacrifice everything possible to win the trust of the black race. I think you sitting by as your wife gives her holes to black men for sexual pleasure is a good start to your many sacrifices!”
Noah went nauseous and began dry-heaving. He buckled over, coughed and gagged as thick, strings of saliva dropped from his lips to the floor like a spider's web. Mackenzie faked concern, “What's wrong, Noah? Are you a hypocrite? You're behaving like a racist. Well, it doesn't matter.” Mackenzie stood and went to the hall leaving her husband suffer alone. She stopped and looked over her shoulder, “I'm going to a post-elimination party later this evening and learn how to suck a lot of dick. Just … not yours.” Mackenzie faced the hallway and disappeared towards the bedroom. Noah let out a pathetic cry.
To learn more about the city of Black Pine and its characters, read the reference guide under the Author's Den found in the forums section.
"Save the Clinic!" is an erotic and long-winding soap opera with many characters that live and operate in a city struggling for racial justice. In this ninth episode, we follow Mackenzie into the Elimination Clinic where she will make up her mind to go through with the abortion or not.
IN OUR LAST EPISODE ...
Mackenzie visits the B. E. Reproduction Clinic to hear terrible news. Kathleen gives into her carnal desires putting her sick husband behind. Veronica has an opportunity to turn her receptionist into a devout follower in racial justice.
THE EXAMINATION ROOM
Mackenzie sat on the examination table wearing her blue hospital gown. While she was waiting for the doctor, she had been rubbing herself below her belly button. Taking deep breaths, she put both her hands flat on the green vinyl and waited. It had been a long day discovering the truth she was pregnant with her husband's child during a difficult time in their marriage. Her husband, Noah, was too focused on solving the world's problems with white racism and intolerance. It wasn't enough that he argued for social justice, he wanted his wife to be just as passionate. It was ironic that Noah had set aside his liberal, feminist-devout beliefs those weeks ago and acted like a man in the bedroom. She remembered how they “made love” with him on top in a missionary position. Even after he came, impregnating her, he apologized for taking a dominant position. But it seemed the progressive, enlightened citizens of Black Pine had different opinions on white reproduction.
The door knocked twice and Doctor Claire, a 40-year old woman with straight, Nordic-blonde hair, walked inside. Claire introduced herself with her no-nonsense personality to Mackenzie. Claire wore a white lab coat and white shoes.
The doctor started, “I want you to feel perfectly comfortable. You can trust me when sharing your most intimate thoughts about sex and reproduction. We're open minded and don't judge anyone through the murky lens of traditional morals. We're very progressive and want to help you make the best decisions for you and your sexual health.”
Mackenzie felt relief. Her body language showed she had relaxed and put her faith in the doctor and her authority.
“Of course, you're here because the pregnancy tests came out positive. And according to my records, you practice monogamy? Meaning, the father is your white husband?”
Mackenzie, being questioned about monogamy before, realized how important the topic had on her well being. “Um, yes … doctor. And it was unplanned.”
Claire nodded and with an encouraging, uplifting tone, told Mackenzie, “Your situation … is perfect for an elimination. We can forego the the consultation and begin the procedure right now.”
Mackenzie put her hand up, “Whoa! I … I don't know, if I want that. I thought we could talk, speak about this more.” she pleaded, “Honestly, I was hoping we could come up with good reasons to keep it.”
Dr. Claire scoffed, almost insulted, “I don't think there can be any 'good' reason to continue with your condition.” The bluntness hit Mackenzie hard feeling she and her unborn was alone in the world. Mackenzie thought this was the moment to apologize, excuse herself, and leave the clinic. Maybe she and her husband needed to leave Black Pine behind.
The doctor looked at Mackenzie very seriously, “Mackenzie, be honest with me. Have you given thought about having sex with other men out of sexual or emotional needs?” Mackenzie, embarrassed, looked down and shook her head. “I'm sorry if I seem terse.” apologized Claire, “It's just I don't come across too many women with the out-dated practice of monogamy.”
“Why is everyone telling me monogamy is wrong?” asked Mackenzie in a defensive, if not defiant tone. The fleeting thoughts of storming out of the clinic were forgotten. She felt she needed to defend her marriage, her dignity, and convince everyone she wasn't a racist. Nothing could be more horrible than be labeled as one!
Claire answered, “Mackenzie, your reproductive health isn't just about your pregnancy. It's about how you practice sex, how often, and with who.” Claire reached for her clipboard and lifted papers and shook her head. She told Mackenzie, “Furthermore, I'm troubled how you are practicing sex now. To be more precise, how you're not having sex.”
“What? Why?” wondered Mackenzie. Claire told her, “You haven't participated in group sex, no gang-bangs, no one-night hook-ups, you haven't experimented with bi-sexuality. And you even gave oral sex a low score!”
Mackenzie squirmed and stretched her arms between her legs. “You made me sound like a prude.” she told the doctor. Claire leaned against the examination table and put her hand on Mackenzie's bare thigh, “Not a prude, but selfish. What's most disturbing about your sexual history is you haven't had interracial sex with black men. You haven't even considered it.”
Mackenzie pulled her shoulders in and put her right hand on her tummy. But the doctor grabbed her hand and pulled it away from her belly. “Your body is capable of giving so much pleasure. When you leave my clinic today, I want you to fully understand that.”explained Claire who then told, “Now jump down and remove your gown. I want to examine your body.”
Mackenzie peeled off her smock with a single pull as soon as her bare feet hit the floor. Claire reached out and gently groped Mackenzie's right breast and her ass. “Oh, fuck!” Claire muttered, “With your body, you should be having sex three or four times a day, and with many, different men.” Mackenzie trembled, “But doctor … I am married.” she said instinctively. But Claire cut her off, “We don't abide by backward moralities as told to us by white men. Monogamy doesn't make a difference when your body needs sex … good sex provided by confident, aggressive, alpha-men who can fuck you physically, mentally, and emotionally.”
Dr. Claire ran her hand down Mackenzie's body from her breasts, down past her belly, until she touched her pussy. “Your womb is very special. It belongs to men who are deserving.”
Mackenzie whispered, “Black men?”
Claire smiled, “You're beginning to understand. You've been pressured to provide sex to them?” Mackenzie closed her eyes and nodded. Claire gently put her hand on Mackenzie's left breast, “It's inevitable, dear. Black men don't care about the ring on your finger. Only the pussy between your legs.” Claire then put her hand on Mackenzie's pale ass. “You'll give in. Whether out of racial pressure or white guilt, they'll own this. It will feel so good you'll need more. And you'll wonder how you let your husband put his parasite inside of you.”
Mackenzie started to pant at the excitement. It was becoming clear and justifiable for her to break her marriage vows. Perhaps, even moral. “I need more sex, right?” she asked the doctor while nodding her head. “It's now time you learn how precious your pussy is.” said Claire who took Mackenzie's hand to lead her out into the hallway. Mackenzie, naked, said to the doctor, “What about my gown?” To that, Claire answered, “Leave it behind, white girl!”
The ladies stepped out into the hallway where Mackenzie used her free arm to cover her breasts out of modesty and the cool air. Claire took a firm, almost sexually-dominant, persona and led Mackenzie down the hall to the farthest door. It made her feel good to parade the naked, white girl.
Claire knocked on the door and helped herself inside still holding Mackenzie's hand. Mackenzie could not yet see inside as Claire was standing too closely in front of her. It was a rather, bland consultation room with earth toned painted walls, recessed lighting, and plain wooden furniture. Claire stepped in and stepped to her left. Mackenzie saw the couch where she saw Reese and a young, black man sit. Reese was topless, exposing her young, beautiful breasts. She was kissing the young, half-naked, black man with her hand deep into his underwear. And that was the only thing the young male was wearing.
When Reese noticed she was not alone with him, she pulled her lips away as well as her hand of the young man's crotch. She blushed, cleared her throat, and looked obviously embarrassed. “Ahem, and … I like to introduce you to La'Damian.” said Claire to Mackenzie. Mackenzie looked down and away and pressed her body behind Claire felt shocked and, at the moment, very vulnerable.
“Don't be ashamed, Mackenzie.” said the doctor who gestured her to stand to the center of the room as Claire closed the door behind them. Mackenzie gasped turned to her side to not give the young man a full-frontal. With her arms she covered her breasts and her pussy and looked up to the ceiling. “This isn't happening ...” she whispered to herself.
Claire put her hand on Mackenzie's shoulder and guided her to turn her shoulders to the couple on the couch. The doctor explained, “La'Damian is 18 and a beautiful, young man. But because he's under-educated, jobless, and lives in low-income housing he's considered an … 'at-risk' individual.” Mackenzie began finding the curiosity and the courage to raise her chin and look at La'Damian leering back at her. She was attracted to his physique and apparent confidence. Claire, continued, “As you'll soon see, La'Damian is way more important no matter how educated or how much wealth white men have stolen from them. “ The doctor tapped on Mackenzie's arm that were covering her breasts, encouraging her to show them. Mackenzie and La'Damian locked eyes on each other and Mackenzie let her arm down.
“La'Damian wants to make us white girls pregnant. He wants to father as many children with white women as he can. I've invited him to our clinic to help promote interracial sex and hopefully, black pregnancies!” said Claire. Meanwhile, Reese reached her hand into La'Damian's crotch again and tugged on his most obvious bulge. “And it's my way to atone for the injustice a young man, like La'Damian, endured no thanks to our white, intolerant justice system. They've been arresting him when he should be left between a white girl's legs and making black babies.” said Claire. Then, at that moment, Reese pulled La'Damian's cock out from under his briefs. Mackenzie openly gasped and turned her head, covering her eyes.
“Don't look away.” said Claire who pulled down Mackenzie's hand. The doctor put her palms on Mackenzie's cheeks and made her turn her head to see. La'Damian stood and Reese snapped down his briefs. His huge, black cock twitched teasing every white girl in the room. Reese stood, pushed down her pants and dropped to her knees grabbing the base of the cock with her left hand. Reese gave it a couple pleasing strokes and smiled at Mackenzie before she leaned forward and put La'Damian's cock into her mouth. Again, Mackenzie tried to look away, not wanting to be a voyeur. Again, the doctor discouraged her. “Watch, Mackenzie. Don't you find it beautiful?”
Reese bobbed her head, slurping on cock. Spit ran down her chin but she did not care. “Fuck! Suck that cock!” said La'Damian, very confidently. He bucked his hips and Reese gagged. Reese, squeezed one of her breasts, and continued sucking and moaning. She lifted her head just long enough to say, “Love how your cock tastes! So fuckin' good!”
“Oral sex, or 'sucking cock', is an important act of submission a woman absolutely owes her men. It bridges races and cultures. If you haven't found a man that excites you enough to need to his suck cock, you should find other men, Mackenzie.” said Claire.
And so Mackenzie watched with Dr. Claire how La'Damian, the man in the room, was being pleased. He stood proudly naked with his full, throbbing erection. La'Damian stared at Mackenzie who was no longer covering herself, purposely exposing her full frontal nudity to the teen. Naturally, Mackenzie was drawn to the erotic imagery. But she was impressed by the black teen's confidence. Reese bobbed and turned her head. She was loud and immodest, wanting and needing the black organ inside her. “Look how happy Reese is. This is what she lives for. This is what we white girl's live for. To be on our knees in front of a strong male. A strong, black man and his big, black, dick. You need dick, Mackenzie.” said Claire.
Mackenzie's heart race picked up and she was becoming light headed and dizzy. Mackenzie turned and looked at Claire. They were practically nose to nose, temping Claire to kiss Mackenzie's puffy lips. Claire smiled back and asked, “You want to see me suck his cock, don't you?” Mackenzie, her mouth partly opened, only responded with a quick head nod. She wasn't thinking, only reacting. “Okay, I will. I'll do it for you.” whispered Claire.
The doctor dropped her lab coat to the floor exposing her naked, topless body wearing only a g-string and her shoes. The doctor's sudden confidence in her own sexuality made Mackenzie envious. Claire stepped to the couch swinging her hips left and right before dropping on her knees in a smooth, fluid motion. The proud, educated doctor, now looked passive and submissive for La'Damian's great masculinity. Reese pulled her head back and grabbing the organ by its base, pointed it at Claire. Without another word, Claire lowered her head and began taking her turn sucking La'Damian's cock. La'Damian put his hand around Claire's head and nodded in pleasure. He looked at Mackenzie again, his eyes moved from her head to toe and said aloud, “I fuckin' deserve this!” he said. Mackenzie began to realize how true that was and nodded her head. Mackenzie and La'Damian locked eyes. There was anticipation and sexual attraction.
Claire pushed her head forward until the stiff organ poked its rubbery head to the back of her throat. Still, she wanted more before giving up and rearing her head back letting gobs of her saliva drip from the base of La'Damian's cock. She bobbed forward and again and back … forward and back. Claire looked up into La'Damian's eyes and lifted her head, “We white girls exist to please the black man. Our bodies, our pussies, our mouths is yours!” Claire vowed.
Mackenzie will never forget the sounds echoing in the room of women's mouths slurping on big, black cock. “Mmmph! Mmmph! Mmmph!”, the sounds of sex, good interracial sex. It was right and just sex. Reese laughed at her boss's sudden descent from a medical professional to a slut and told her“Look at you, doctor! You're no better than a whore! We should pimp you out in front of a motel tonight so black guys can fuck you!”
Claire lifted her head, taking a gasp of air, and said to Reese, “I'm a whore!” and the girls kissed before Claire continued pleasing La'Damian by licking his balls. The sight of Claire's sexual depravity made Mackenzie's stomach flutter. Her nipples became sensitive and her pussy wet. It looked so good!
Reese sat on the couch, raised her knees, spreading her legs. She reached her hand and began rubbing her aching pussy needing attention. Mackenzie, a straight woman inexperienced in the world of bi-sexuality couldn't look away at Reese's open display of femininity masturbating in front of her.
Claire had just finished spitting on La'Damian's cock-head and giving it several strokes. She looked at her patient who had taken a step closer to the couch. Mackenzie had her right index finger between her lips and her left hand squeezing a breast. The doctor felt it was time, “Are you ready, Mackenzie?”
As Claire let go of La'Damian's organ, the young man turned and faced Mackenzie. His hard cock twitched like an angry snake hissing spit and pre-cum. The sight of the stiff, black cock excited Mackenzie to the point of fright. She turned her head and covered her breasts again.
“Look at it!” ordered Dr. Claire. Afraid, Mackenzie reluctantly turned her head back and stared at La'Damian's twitching manhood. It was huge, menacing, and needing. Wet from the spit of two women, it performed a seductive mating dance for Mackenzie.
“You need this black cock, Mackenzie.” lectured Claire. Reese, had stopped playing with herself, caught up in the drama if Mackenzie will finally be a proper, white girl. Mackenzie's eyes was locked on La'Damian's manhood only occasionally making eye contact with him. She was trying to read him feeling how sexually right he was for her. His cock kept twitched above his heavy balls hanging low. “It's okay to need black cock.” assured Claire.
Mackenzie decided. She lowered her arms and confidently stepped up to La'Damian. The couple kissed, their tongues met and exchanged saliva. La'Damian helped himself and groped one of her breasts. Mackenzie dropped to her knees next to Claire. The girls looked at each other. Mackenzie said calmly to her doctor, “I need this I'm ready for black cock.”, and turned her head with her nose inches from La'Damian's purple cock-head. It was the largest and the darkest she had ever seen. She grabbed it with her left hand and felt the girth, size, and power of the black organ. Mackenzie had waited long enough. With the protests, her husband's lecturing, and suggestions from the clinics, it was time she did something for the black man. She would ask nothing in return. The flavor of black cock hit her first. It was the flavor of race betrayal and disavowing monogamy. There was now committed in becoming a cheating wife and no going back. Reese celebrated by squealing, “Yea! Another white girl goes black!”
Claire nodded in approval. “That's it, Mackenzie. Betray your race. Betray your husband for black cock. It's only fair.” When Mackenzie heard La'Damian moan in pleasure, she was absolutely sure this was the right thing to do. She bobbed her head trying to fill her mouth with the taste of cock and began to moan in the pleasure she was experiencing submitting to the teen's natural and rightful desires for sex.
“Look at her!” said Reese amazed how fast Mackenzie was getting into it. “On a 1 to 10 scale enjoying sucking black cock, I say you're an 20!” Claire told Mackenzie.
Mackenzie knew the doctor was correct. Until now, she had never met a man she needed to suck his cock like a slut. But this wonderful, black man deserved this. “I love the taste of black cock.” said Mackenzie, “Taste his black power.” whispered Claire.
With dick in her hand, Mackenzie deliberately smacked her face three times with it showing how unimportant her life was, as a white person, in the grace of black cock. She then licked La'Damian's balls. It was something she would never do for her husband or any white man. But this was different. She had something to prove to him.
“You see, La'Damian? We white girls will do anything for you.” Claire said to the young man. Reese wrapped her arms around La'Damian and began kissing his chest and nipples. “Fuck us, end our race.” Reese begged of him.
Meanwhile, Mackenzie couldn't get enough and ran her tongue up and down the shaft of La'Damian's cock. La'Damian was younger, more strong, more attractive than her husband. And the black teen's sex organ was easier larger than Noah's. What she had in her hand and in her mouth was a cock of a real man. “She's going to get fucked by so many black guys, thanks to you.” whispered Reese into La'Damian's ear. The teen replied, “That's what white girls are good for.”
Claire agreed, “That's so true, La'Damian. Always remind us and fuck us with your cock.”
The doctor had to about pull Mackenzie away from her new addiction and she and Reese sat Mackenzie on the couch. They helped her open her legs, pulling her knees back. La'Damian put his knees to the carpet and his wide palms underneath Mackenzie's pale ass. He took a good look at her shaved, swollen, and excited pussy. Mackenzie trembled feeling great arousal having the teen get such a close and intimate look at her cunt. She felt alive exposing her sexuality and her soul to him. La'Damian lowered his head and began lapping at her clit.
Mackenzie arched her back as Claire and Reese both held each of her hands. La'Damian was merciless and hungry, tasting Mackenzie's fresh pussy not yet corrupted by black cock. “Let the black man eat you, Mackenzie. Give him your fruit, your precious, wet pussy.” said Claire. “Oh, oh, it feels so good.” Mackenzie whispered. La'Damian rested his black hand on Mackenzie's pussy making a gentle circular motion, massaging her clit. It made Mackenzie smile. She put a finger in her mouth and giggled. La'Damian removed his hand and lowered his head again. Mackenzie felt the warm tongue lash and push into her pussy. She felt honored and proud to feed the black, “at-risk”, teen. She was doing so much good for him. It was all worth it! All it cost was betraying her husband and her race.
Mackenzie moaned. Claire and Reese smiled. “You like a man who takes what he needs, don't you?” Mackenzie only replied by nodding her head. “He has your pussy, white girl!” added Reese.
La'Damian was ready to fuck. He stood on his knees, grabbed his bulging cock, and rubbed Mackenzie's clit with it. Mackenzie, realized what was next, looked on with anticipating excitement … and fear. What sort of woman would she become once he penetrated her?
“Ohhhh! Aaaa! Fuck!” said Mackenzie as La'Damian penetrated her. He pushed deeper, but only a few of his many inches went inside. The white girl was too tight. But La'Damian was skilled, he bucked back and slammed forward.
“Ohhh! Aaaa! Fuck me!” said Mackenzie as half of La'Damian's cock made it inside. The teen bucked … half-way, half-way, more, more, all-in! Every bulging inch of his manhood pierced the white girl's body and filled her womb. La'Damian growled and tried hard not to pull back, not yet. “I'm going to fuck you, white girl.” he whispered, “I'm going to fuck you!” La'Damian couldn't wait and began powerful piston motions. Both Claire and Reese were emotionally overpowered by the teen's sexual confidence. “Oh, fuck!” exclaimed Reese in utter, sexual jealousy.
Mackenzie rolled her eyes and moaned. Her hands on La'Damian's firm chest taking her lover's thrusts filling her cunt with black meat. She figured La'Damian was just using her for sex. It didn't matter and only made her more excited and more devout to black men. “You're turning into a black cock slut, Mackenzie.” warned Reese who wanted to see exactly that.
With a loud groan out of Mackenzie, everyone knew she was lost to her black lover. “It's too bad you're pregnant. I think La'Damian would make a better father giving you a black baby.” said Claire. Mackenzie could only roll her eyes again wishing this fuck would never end. Reese whispered in La'Damian's ear, “Fuck her. Make her regret getting pregnant with a white man's baby!” That enraged the already frustrated young man. “Fuck her white man! This pussy is belongs to me and my black brothers!” he told Reese. Reese clenched her fist in solidarity.
As La'Damian took charge, he put Mackenzie on her elbows and knees on the couch. He took one side and put one foot on the cushions and the other on the floor and penetrated her again from behind. Mackenzie was a mindless and numb, little more than a sex toy. She couldn't think on her own, nor speak intelligently. Sexual instinct took over and she did anything her male lover demanded until he was satisfied. Until then, her holes were his. As La'Damian's cock pushed deeper, Mackenzie's eyes popped wider. A black hand reached underneath and grabbed one of her tits. La'Damian pushed and pushed. Mackenzie struggled to breathe, the cock was so big fucking her so passionately.
“Fuck … it's so big!” cried Mackenzie.
“It's a real cock, a black cock.” explained Claire, “Tell him, you love it.” Mackenzie, grimacing, nodded. “Yes … I love it. I love black cock.” she surrendered.
“Now tell him, you're sorry for being white.” said Reese, “And sorry you never fucked a black man before!”
Mackenzie whined and huffed. La'Damian was fucking her so good. She took a deep breath and gave everybody what they wanted. She looked over her shoulder to her black lover and whispered, “I'm sorry, I'm white. I've been selfish. Please fuck me … I want to fight racism this way.” La'Damian responded to Mackenzie's confession with power thrusts and reaching to grab a breast again. He grunted and roared, “You owe our race your pussy, white girl!” Mackenzie agreed to his demands by moaning loud.
Claire grabbed Mackenzie by the hair and made her look at her. “This is what it means to be black owned. Feels good, doesn't it?” Claire asked. Mackenzie, sneered back, “Yes, it feels good!” Then came an surprise smack from La'Damian's hand across Mackenzie's ass. “Get that abortion!” he demanded. Mackenzie arched her back going into a spastic orgasm. “What do you say, Mackenzie? Are you ready to eliminate your parasite and have La'Damian's black baby?” asked Claire. Mackenzie, didn't think about it and answered, “Ye … yes! Yes! I want an elimination!” The room broke into an applause celebrating. For a moment, Mackenzie wondered if she was right in promising. But then, she went into another orgasm and all doubt was gone. Recovering from a mind blowing experience, she cried and giggled, “I don't want a white baby! I want a black one!”
La'Damian used both hands gripping Mackenzie's hips. He was in a good rhythm keeping a pace that would leave to a needed release. His face looked worn as if he was in the last 100 yards of a marathon. “I gotta try something!” said Reese. She sat on the couch in front of Mackenzie and parted her legs. Reese scooted her pussy underneath Mackenzie's chin and tapped the top of her bleach-blonde hair. Mackenzie lowered her head half way and stopped unsure what to do. But Reese tapped her head again and this time Mackenzie put her lips over Reese's pussy and gave it a kiss then a lick, then she was full-blown eating pussy.
Reese turned to the Claire and they held hands. “She's bisexual now!” said Reese. The doctor approved. With the feeling of a strong cock stretching her womb and the taste of pussy in her mouth, Mackenzie was still a mindless sex toy. She didn't think about her husband nor her fetus, now unwanted. She had no mind of her own, only purpose. The purpose to be used for sex and fucked. She lifted her chin and rested between Reese's legs. Mackenzie closed her eyes and moaned as hot, spurting liquid dumped inside her pussy. La'Damian let out an exhausting moan, relieved for his release that were aching his balls. He pushed and pushed again trying to squeeze out every drop put it inside the white girl. Mackenzie could only whisper to herself in the end, “Fuck me.”
When La'Damian pulled out his cock, Claire rushed like a hungry vamp and put it into her mouth. She cleaned his shaft with her mouth and tongue and looked up at La'Damian who was catching his breath. “My black god, thank you for fucking our race!” said Claire. Meanwhile, Mackenzie and Reese traded kisses. Mackenzie knew she was sold on lesbian sex vowing not to go without eating pussy. After a few, tender moments with Reese, Mackenzie turned to the doctor, “I don't want this sickening parasite inside me any longer! I want that elimination now!” she demanded.
WHITE ELIMINATION
Mackenzie hastily signed the documents, one after the other. She even penned her name on a letter addressed to The Black Power Movement, the owner and operator of the clinic. She thanked them for the health care and pledged her eternal support to the clinic and the organization. Mackenzie consented having news of her elimination made public as a gesture of good will towards racial justice. She was placed in the chair, her feet in stirrups as Dr. Claire performed the procedure. Reese was there also assisting. Shinequa was there too, wiping Mackenzie's forward with a towel needing to witness the procedure to its completion.
Standing in the corner was La'Damian. He asked Dr. Claire to watch. Everyone agreed, including Mackenzie, it would be proper for him to see this harmonious event of white ******** he was responsible for making. He stood in the far corner, watching impatiently as a soldier wanting victory. La'Damian and Mackenzie looked at each other like forbidden lovers who made a vow to continue mating because that is what nature demanded. Her womb no longer belonged to her alone. She freely surrendered it to another race of men, real men who must fuck her. Damn the evil, white man. Her body, her soul, her love belonged to the black race. She had one, easy sacrifice to make.
The plastic tube pushed inside Mackenzie. It made her feel uncomfortable but she was committed. With a press of a button, came vacuuming sounds within the tube. In a mere seconds, Mackenzie could hear gargling sounds as the tube began swooping debris through the tube. Mackenzie began to feel great discomfort and winced. Shinequa leaned and kissed Mackenzie's forehead. When the gargling sounds ended leaving a clean noise of a vacuum, Mackenzie knew the elimination was complete. She turned to La'Damian who shaking his fist in power. An important racial victory for the black man! Mackenzie leaned back and exhaled, feeling she was welcomed and integrated within the black community.
Veronica had been sitting in her chair in the lobby for a very long time. Her phone battery had drained to less than 50% when the door opened. She sprung to her feet seeing Mackenzie, fully dressed with a happy glow on her face. Followed by Reese and Claire, who too were dressed as if nothing remarkable had happened. Mackenzie gave Veronica a long hug. Mackenzie then looked Veronica in the eyes, “I'm woke!” she told her boss, “I've learned the truth about my body and want to use it to promote black supremacy. Gawd! I want to be enslaved by the black race, Veronica!”
“We can make that happen.” said Veronica, smiling.
“We have to save the clinic!” added Mackenzie. Veronica, curious, wondered about Mackenzie's problem, “Did you go through with the ...”
Mackenzie finished, “Elimination? I got rid of that unwanted thing. I can't help the black man with his needs if I'm pregnant with a white racist, now can I?”
Dr. Claire stepped up and put her hand on Mackenzie's shoulder, “She did great! I'm going to refer her back to the reproduction clinic for a follow up and they'll recommend many sexual practices for her to follow.” Mackenzie, smiling, crossed her fingers, “I can't wait.”
Veronica and Mackenzie hugged again with Veronica promising, “We will save the clinic and the Brickyards. We have to recruit a few more white girls and our dream of a black utopia comes true!”
WHAT COMES SOON AFTER
Reese feeling horny after seeing another elimination took Veronica back to her apartment. Veronica removed her clothes and bent over Reese's knees. Reese happily smacked Veronica's ass repeatedly.
SMACK!
“Good white girl!” Reese told Veronica before smacking her ass again. Reese soothed Veronica's ass with her hand and smacked her again, SMACK!
“Good white girl!”
In her whimpering and her sighs, Veronica could not hear her husband call on her mobile phone. She was too busy getting rewarded by Reese. The girls crawled into each others arms and began kissing and began a session of lesbian love. Reese smiled at Veronica and said to her, “I made you a slut, didn't I?” Veronica nodded, “I'll convert as many white girls as I need. I only want your approval.”
“Only my approval?” Reese teased guiding Veronica's hand to her own pussy. Veronica licked her lips, feeling awkward but admitted anyway, “I want … I need … you. I need your pussy.” Reese smirked, leaned back onto the sheets and opened her legs. “Then, come get it.” she told Veronica.
The once-proud woman and upstanding office professional crawled on her hands and knees and began licking, tasting, and eating Reese's pussy like a porn slut. There was no better thing for her to do.
MACKENZIE COMES HOME
Mackenzie returned to her apartment in “lower suburbia” and to her lower class income life with her husband, Noah. When she opened the apartment door, she smelt the aroma of roses and fresh flowers. The living room and kitchen counter were filled with vases of full-stemmed red roses and other beautifully colored flowers. There were signs with glittering lettering, “Congratulations! We're having a baby!”
The liberated wife took a deep breath in the unexpected decorations. She put her hand on her heart and did everything to keep her from laughing!” said Noah as he rushed to give his wife a hug. “What's this?” she asked him.
“I saw the pregnancy test sticks on the bathroom counter and in the trash. They were all positive!” he answered, “That's why you've been irritable lately. I've never been so happy! Oh, my gawd! We're going to have a baby!” he rejoiced.
Mackenzie smirked and shook her head at her husband's selfish act, “Dear, honey, hold on! There's something I need to tell you … There is wonderful news. But, I'm not pregnant … anymore.”
“What? What do you mean?” asked Noah.
“I got rid of it! Oh, fuck me! I never did such an important thing in my life!”
“You … got rid of our baby?” asked Noah who's heart was breaking Mackenzie, if she cared, could hear it crack.
“At the Elimination Clinic, you know, the place you wanted me to help save? And it wasn't a 'baby'. It was a white parasite you helped put inside me.”
Noah went mute and sat in a chair feeling nothing but disbelief.
“Oh, Noah. I didn't just fight racism today as you preached, I ended it. You would have been proud of me!” said Mackenzie who noticed Noah's silence. She went to her knees and lifted Noah's chin demanding his complete attention.
She told him, “The procedure … my elimination, it was so beautiful! When it was over, they let me hold the clear, plastic bag with the remains of tissue inside. I got a close look at it and said good riddance before I tossed into a bin with the others. Damn! It felt so good.”
When Noah continued his passive silence, Mackenzie informed him of changes to come, “Now, that I'm liberated, I'm free to promote black supremacy! We're going to start joining protests, attend The Black Power Movement rallies, and follow their instructions. But most of all, I'm going to have sex with black men. And one day, breed black babies!”
Noah gasped and looked at his wife with his pleading, begging eyes as she rubbed he empty tummy. Noah tried to argue but he stuttered with a trembling lower lip.
“Can you think of a better way to bond with black men?” asked Mackenzie, “After all, you told me we needed to sacrifice everything possible to win the trust of the black race. I think you sitting by as your wife gives her holes to black men for sexual pleasure is a good start to your many sacrifices!”
Noah went nauseous and began dry-heaving. He buckled over, coughed and gagged as thick, strings of saliva dropped from his lips to the floor like a spider's web. Mackenzie faked concern, “What's wrong, Noah? Are you a hypocrite? You're behaving like a racist. Well, it doesn't matter.” Mackenzie stood and went to the hall leaving her husband suffer alone. She stopped and looked over her shoulder, “I'm going to a post-elimination party later this evening and learn how to suck a lot of dick. Just … not yours.” Mackenzie faced the hallway and disappeared towards the bedroom. Noah let out a pathetic cry.
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