Ch .06 Queen of Spades ♠️
Queen of Spades
Amanda woke up the next morning in a daze. It was 10:47am and she had missed both of her morning classes. Omar was nowhere to be seen. She had a few missed calls on her phone so she reached over to scroll through the messages. All three were from Omar. One read “We are finished. I will be flying back home and will let my mother know the reasons but don’t worry I won’t, I will spare you the shame you prostitute. I won’t tell them any gory details of “Jamal”.” Amanda, had now sat up and felt a rush of adrenaline, fearing that Omar would spread horrible rumours about her amongst her ****** and common friend circle, back home. She worryingly scrolled through the second message which read “I expected more from you, the future mother of my children!”. She noticed from the timestamps that the third and final message as just two hours ago and read “Where were you last night? I had passed out after hitting my head but woke up only to find the room empty! I came here to visit you from thousands of miles away and what…you were off fucking other men. Cant you contain yourself you slut pig??!”. Amanda just deleted the messages and threw her phone at carpet beneath her feet, in disgust. She was frustrated at both, the situation with Omar and herself, for having no control over her body anymore. As she starred down, pondering over how to come out of this situation, she noticed a thin ankle bracelet around her right foot. It was delicate and had a silver sheen to it.
She was confused and blurted out “huh what?”.
As she sat on the edge of her bed she moved her leg and foot over her left thigh to take a closer look.
She had never had an ankle bracelet so was curious as to who put it there and more importantly, without her consent! She thought it could’ve been Omar the previous night before he fingered her. That was the most plausible explanation. She reached over to undo the bracelet and examine it closer. Amidst the bracelet were embedded black hearts with the letter ‘Q’ in them. She hadn’t the slightest clue what these stood for or what they mean. She took the bracelet off, picked up her phone and immediately messaged Omar “Baby I am so sorry this is a giant miscommunication. I wanted to thank you for the ankle bracelet. Please write back to me when you see this habibi.” The message failed to send for some reason, so she thought it must have been a connectivity error. She retried a few times but to no avail. Still curious, she pulled over her laptop and googled “ankle bracelet with letter Q and black heart”. Immediately search results produced came up with the term “Queen of spades” “Hotwife”. She continued to read, with now an expression of slight concern. One of the pages she clicked on explained that ankle bracelets worn by women on the right ankle symbolise a woman who is in an open relationship. If the bracelet had a black heard and ‘Q’ etched in it, it was known as a “Queen of Spade” bracelet and a signalling mechanism by the lady wearing it, that she was open to relationships mainly with black men.
Amanda yelped “Noooo absolutely NOT this is too much!!”
She snatched the bracelet from the side of her bed and said in a raised voice “I will not be made their fuck toy! This is NOT who I am!”
Amanda put her pyjamas and t-shirt on and rushed out of her dorm room, ran down the hallway to Jacinda’s room and stated knocking on her door feverishly. She could hear what at first sounded like cries so she stopped knocking and gestured her head slowly closer to the door.
She heard muffled words or what she thought were words “Mmffh…mfmfh..you…mffh….NOOAOhhhhn!!”
Amanda seemed visibly concerned as it sounded like some sort of physical abuse. She opened the door with much trepidation only to hear the sounds more clearly.
“Oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooahn…fuck…oooh..oh”. Amanda could see no one in the room but the sounds were obviously coming from the room so she invited herself in and started to wander slowly towards the source.
They were coming from Jacinda’s toilet. As she slowly approached the toilet, the sounds grew louder. She could now also hear a baritone grunt now and then “ugh….ugh fuck ugh…bitch”. It sounded alot like Jamal but it could’ve been Tyrone, Amanda thought.
She peered down at the ankle bracelet she was holding in her left hand and continued walking towards the toilet. As she approached she could hear, what was now clearly Jacinda, breathing very heavily “uhhhhhh uhh uh……please stop…uhhhhh”.
Amanda slightly pushed the door open and peered her eye through the open slit. Her eye widened and mouth opened. There Jacinda was, in her freshman glory, standing on her legs, bent down. It was as clear as the day, Jamal was holding her butt cheeks open as he was feverishly fucking her ass. Her large black lips had lubricated Tyrone’s large curved cock and she was gagging on it. Tyrone’s head was facing the ceiling and his eyes closed. There was steam in the room; Amanda couldn’t tell if it was evaporate from the general bodily fluids or they had left the shower on, accidentally. The room smelled similar to the night she had been taken. The smell was all too familiar to Amanda now. As Amanda’s mind wandered, she mistakenly dropped the ankle bracelet on the toilet floor, near the door. It broke into fragments and the sound chimed through the entire bathroom. Jacinda looked around, as she was being mercilessly fucked. It took her some time to realise who was at the door. It seems Jamal and Tyrone hadn’t heard the sound of the bracelet hitting the tiles and had continued their rythmic fucking.
Jacinda smiled when she had clocked Amanda and said “Mandy well well, why don’t you join us…what…whap…, I can see your ooohnnn…uhh..whap,…. va-J-J wants a piece of this..ohhhnn..uhhhn.”
Both men turned to look at Amanda and none were smiling. This unsettled Amanda and before she could respond to Jacinda’s invite, she turned around, shut the bathroom door in haste and started to run towards Jacinda’s dorm room door. She could hear some clunks in the bathroom behind her and many rushed footsteps.
Jacinda screamed “guys dont do this here…please!!”
Jamal ushered Tyrone “go grab her legs, I’ll get the cuffs”.
Tyrone responded in his deep voice, as her ran towards Amanda “word”.
Amanda started to frantically reach for the door, hoping she could call for help but managed to eke out a “no No no someone…please..”.
Before she could complete her sentence, Jamal grabbed her firmly from behind and put his right hand around her mouth and started fingering her lips and tongue. She tried to scream “mmmmhhhmhmh mhmm nnnn mhm.”
Tyrone closed Jacinda’s door calmly and started walking towards Amanda. It was relatively dark in the room as it seems Jacinda had purposely kept things on the down low, ahead of her fuck session with the two boys. While flailing her legs, ineffectively, Amanda looked to her left at the toilet and could see Jacinda just closing the door and staying in the toilet; almost as if she knew what was about to happen and that she wasn’t invited. Although Amanda had lost her virginity to these two animals a few weeks ago, she now was paralysed with fear. Her heart beating wildly, she started to cry. Jamal tore her shirt off exposing her breasts. They bounced up and down, exposing her now very erect nipples. The boys took notice that her body was…wanting.
She didn’t scream but simply turned her head back up to meet Tyrone’s eyes. She had a stern look. Tyrone walked up to Amanda and showed her a pair of hand cuffs.
Her eyes widened and she screamed “Why? No GOD NO!” “WHAP!” she felt a sharp slap on her face as Tyrone hit her.
The force of the slap was so strong that she fell to the floor, gaining partial balance as her left and right hands broke her fall.
Jamal picked her up and held her firmly from behind, her tits now facing Tyrone again, who slowly walked up to her and said “That night was just the beginning you Arab slut. Tonight we are going to make you ours. We’re going to train you to be our animal and this onslaught will continue for many years…”
Amanda was in shock and didn’t know what to say. She was on her tip toes now as she was being held up slightly by Jamal from behind. Tyrone moved his hand over to her pussy and probed it. To neither the surprise of Tyrone, Jamal or even Amanda, it was throbbing, hot and dripping.
She sighed “aaahhhhhhhh..you fucking….bastar….ds..” Jamal slid his fingers into her asshole and with his left hand pulled her had back again causing her mouth to open. He thrust his fingers straight from her asshole into her mouth making her taste her ass and ass juices.
She moaned “ohhh oh wha…ohh stop thats my ass…”
Both men laughed at this biological display of submission and Jamal hollered “hahahah Amanda you our bitch girl, your pussy and ass keep trying to tell us something”.
Amanda had stopped crying and was still trying to free herself but with growing weakness in her arms. All of this commotion had gotten Jamal very erect and his cock was placed firmly above Amanda’s ass just near her tailbone. She could feel its girth, heat and size behind her. It felt like warm rubber. She could feel the wetness from his pre-cum on her back as well. Tyrone by now had started stroking his enormous veiny curved cock, rather slowly.
“Please…please boys….be gentle. Last night my holes were had and I can barely walk this morning!” She pleaded.
Tyrone walked up to Amanda’s face, took his hands and held each breast firmly while pinching and placing with her nipples.
She winced “ohhnn they hurt…my breasts are so sore”. He then continued to walk into Amanda. She did’t quite understand what was happening.
“Does he want to go through me?” She wondered as her eye was fixated on his powerful, dominant gaze.
Next thing she felt was a giant mass enter her vagina. She tried to back up but couldn’t because of Jamal standing right behind her - just as he had done the first time he had groped her in the quad that fateful evening. Tyrone slowly thrust his entire 14 inch throbbing and now very warm black dick inside Amanda’s vagina.
She just let out a soft “ooooooooohnnnn…….” And her head collapsed to the side somewhat.
Tyrone started to thrust in and out of her pussy but only ever taking out a few inches; ensuring the large extent of his manhood remained in her. “Ohhnnnnnnn fuck Tyrone…ohnnn.”
Tyrone then took both Amanda’s legs and put them above his shoulders exposing the souls of her feet towards the door. This exposed her asshole and Jamal took the opportunity to put the tip of his penis inside. This position took Amanda by surprise as she knew they were going to now penetrate her at the same time.
“Please DO NOT DO THI…”Amanda screamed but was cut off as Tyrone, while piston fucking her pussy, thrust deeply in her, while squeezing both her nipples on each breast.
Amanda’s lips went into an ‘O’ shape and her tongue came out almost in a tribal response to this maneuver by Tyrone. He used this opportunity to engulf her lips and tongue with his own and kept on tounge fucking her mouth.
All she could do was “mmmhmhm hmhmmh hhhh”.
She was sweating now and her pussy was gushing drops of ejaculate all over the carpet. Jamal pushed his entire black cock into Amandas ass and started to ram her harder. The toilet door slightly opened with Jacinda peering through the slit in absolute shock. Here was Amanda, hoist up against her will, her legs quivering and two large black dicks piston fucking her vagina and asshole in a rhythmic fashion. Her breasts were being slapped and squeezed by one black animal while the other was tounge fucking her mouth. Her cuffed hands were now behind Jamals head with her beautiful pale lifeless fingers barely able to grasp his big black skull. She was for all practical purposes, air tight.
She was now, their queen of spades.
She started to pant as no coherent words or sounds could be made by her anymore “pant…whap whap whap pant…huh…ohh..pant”.
She was just a piece of fuck meat now; no agency or ego or will. She knew she was a slave for black men and their penises. Forget her plans to come out of this “phase”, she knew this was the beginning of a life long descent into interracial debauchery. As Tyrone pulled his head away after tounge fucking her mouth for what felt like a full ten minutes, she bit his lower lips and then hers; her expression stern, with her eyes fixated in his eyes as he fucked her into oblivion. She arched her head and eyes backward and Jamal French kissed her while ass ****** her. She took her cuffed hands tried to caressed Jamal’s big black head but he forced them away. She screamed slightly. They laughed. This continued for half an hour and Amanda started to cum repeatedly. The room smelled of ass and pussy and had become steamy along with Jacinda’s windows. Tyrone finally removed Amanda’s lifeless legs from his shoulders and she fell to her hands with her ass still up. Jamal had taken his penis out of her asshole, only to expose a large pulsating hole. The sheer size of his cock had changed Amanda’s asshole’s geometry - atleast temporarily.
He kneeled down and took a deep smell and sighed “Ahhhhh you fucking slut, I love fucking the shit out of you Amanda!”.
Amanda let out a moan “Ohhhhhhnnnnnnnn your black dicks…I’m so…drawn to them ohn god”
Tyrone asked Jamal “shall we explore her pussy some more bro?” Jamal nodded.
Amanda looked around to see what they meant. Tyrone took Amanda by the hands and made her kneel. She didn’t seem to resist. She was starring at him with her dark eyes as he situated her.
“Can I suck your big black dick Tyrone?” Amanda asked in a desperate and sensually deep voice while stroking his leg, moving her feminine hands closer to his shaft.
She had a stern look as if she was laser focused on one thing only. “My pussy juices are flowing for you, as you can see, and I want to get yours semen flowing so you can inseminate me. I’m not on birth control. I want your semen inside my womb. This vagina is yours, look at it…” she peered down towards her clit, opening it with her fingers slightly as if to tease him.
“Isn’t that what you want Tyrone? To thrust that big, black virile dick inside this hole and make me your sex slave tonight….uhhhhhnn…ohhhh..” She tried to convince him while starting to moan.
Tyrone had a look of awe on his face “Shit bitch you one freaky ho. We need to tattoo BBC Slut on your pussy dont we?”
Amanda gasped “uhhh yeah….” with her eyes fixated on Tyrone’s throbbing cock.
He moved towards her and was a good foot away from her but his black dick throbbing up and down as his heart beat blood across his giant body, was already on Amanda’s lips. She remained fixated on this biological marvel but now moved her eyes up at him, as a slave looks up at a master and started to roll her tongue around his cock. She could smell her pussy juices, mixed with sweat and pre-cum on his penis and this aroused her even more.
As she took the tip of his shaft in her mouth, it made him even harder forcing him to exclaim “UHhhhhh fuck you Arab bitch Amanda you’re gong to make me cum again. URGHHH”.
She thought he was going to come then and there in her mouth so she gestured forward holding both her breasts up to catch some of his ejaculate but he didn’t come. So she took the black cock in her left hand and started to masturbate it violently. Now a trained slut, she wasted no time in violently fingering her own dripping pussy with her right hand. Meanwhile Jamal was stroking his cock slowly over her head. She could smell its musk and loved the prospect of pleasing two enormous black virile dicks with her assets.
“Guck guck ohh guck guck…Tyrone…guck..guck..give me…your big…ohhh black…cock in my…guck guck..mouth….feed me your blah…uuhhhh UHHHHhn…UHNNNNNNNNNNNNN” Amanda now started to shake violently and even beat Tyrone to a major orgasm.
She held on to his dick but her body collapsed infront of her. She was kneeling at this point with her throbbing, warm asshole exposed and gaping openly towards Jamal behind her. For some reason, instinctively, instead of using this opportunity to **** her anal cavity, he put his toe inside her asshole and started to **** her with it. The force of his foot slapping against her asshole and ass yanked her forward repeatedly “Yap, FWHAP, WHAP” She was laughing by this point, in a state of utter ecstasy. She didnt stop fingering herself, while she was on her knees and face still fallen forward. She looked back at Jamal while he foot fucked her asshole.
Tyrone got on his knees, took Amanda’s head and started to face fuck her “oof GUCK GUCK GUCK noon..nohnn…GUCK GUCK”.
He did this for 10 minutes straight and with one large thrust and display of black manhood, screamed “UUURGGHHHH ARGHHH ARGHHHHH arghh”
Each time he screamed a long spray of cum shot out of his black penis head into her mouth, on to her nose, eyes, mouth, face, lips, tongue and breasts.
She responded with “Ohhhh tyrone…wow…wow” She was in ecstasy and she started to immediately lick the cum around her mouth with her tongue in a circular motion. Tyrone, as a thank you, slapped her hard with his right hand. “WHAP…oof” she fell over with a grunt.
She was temporarily fazed “what?? Wh..”Jamal grabbed her legs, twisted her over, bend her legs back all the way to her head so her bare feet were behind her head. He then took her by the hair and bent her head forward making sure she could see her own pussy and his black cock lined up. He then started to thrust into her, missionary style. “WHAP, FAP, FAP, WHAP, SKAP, Squirt, squirt…” Jamal started to **** Amanda hard. The pain was so severe that Amanda tried to back up but he held her down hard and continued the **** for a good twenty minutes. Amanda’s eyes were rolled back in her eye sockets and she was speech less…just moaning and whimpering.
Her hands behind her head, still cuffed together, her legs and feat wrapped around Jamal’s back. Sweat pouring off of both souls on top of each other’s bodies.
“Fuck me Jamal baby. Khalas I want this to happen all day and every day. Ugh ugh UGH UGH Uhhhhhhh” Amanda started quivering and cumming harder than ever.
Tyrone had come in by now for sloppy seconds and lowered his curved cock into her mouth while Jamal fucked her pussy relentlessly missionary style. “Guck, WHAP, fuck, Ohhnn, guck, guck, WHAP” Amanda started to violently squirt and gasped “ok ok time out…uhhh no no I can’t stop coming” and started to convulse. Jamal un-cuffed her and both men started to laugh.
Like a battery operated toy with a life of its own Amanda kept on shaking on the floor, trying to crawl away but kept on collapsing. As she attempted to walk on all fours, her legs kept on giving away as her pussy could be seen throbbing and dripping still.
She winced nervously “ohh Jama….jamal help” as she tried to stand up but collapsed and continued to come.
They had triggered some kind of autonomic nervous response in her and Amanda kept on coming in waves of orgasms and squirt for the next forty minutes.
Tyrone remarked “Jamal you be seen her labia? Fuck that’s bigger than my ma’s vacuum cleaner”.
Amanda’s labia had grown significantly over this ordeal to accommodate the large foreign objects in her innards. As she started to calm down and her moans faded she noticed the two men in the corner discussing something. This conversation went on for thirty minutes and change and as they looked over at her, they noticed she was looking at both of them, alternating between starring at Jamal’s glutes and Tyrone’s now limp but still very large black cock. She was slowly but surely pinching her labia while biting her lower lips as she kept looking at them. They looked at eachother bewildered. It turns out Amanda had developed a habit for masturbating as often as possible to black men.
She started to moan in pleasure again “oh yeah….Jamal…..Ty….ohhh god…im coming again….this cant be…ohh”. Amanda had an other orgasm “J…J….JJ…J….aml”. Despite the multitude of positions, permutations and combinations in today’s session, Amanda noticed none of the men had actually inseminated her vagina.
She stood up, her legs now functioning somewhat, and walked over to Jamal. As she approached, he started stroking his cock. As she walked over, he noticed her breasts moving from side to side and that voluptuous body with bodily fluids coming out of it got him instantly hard. She said nothing and he said nothing but simply lay back. She got on top of him and lowered her gaping labia and vagina on his erect 11 inch cock.
She had practice of this position from earlier on when she had cum on Jacinda’s black dildo gift. Amanda started to sensually scream “yeahhhhhh…yeahhhhh…oh yeah jamal….yeah Jamal oh …..”.
She started to ride his big black dick hard. “FLOP, FLOP, Uhhh,, FLOP, FLAP, Owwh Owwhw UHH OWHH” She could feel intense pain as this position was hitting her G-spot.
She didn’t care. The pain only increased but so did the pleasure. From behind Tyrone had become hard again as he could see this arabic hot slut flapping and squirting all over his bro as she rode him. He could see the contrast of the soles of her feet laying on Jame’s large quad muscles in his legs. Her feet were sweating as was her back. Her breasts continued to violently juggle as she flopped and flapped on his large frame.
Soon she started to scream “YEAH YEAH OH YEAH OHHHH MOTHER FUCKER FUCK FUCK OH OH JAMAL GIVE ME YOUR BIG FUCKING BLACK DICK BLACK DICK BLACK DICK OHHH BIG BLACK DICKS…OHHHHHH AAAAAAAAAhhhhhhh”
Tyrone ran to her while she was coming, pulled her head back and started to slap her face left and right. He looked down at her pussy and large amounts of semen were coming out of it. Jamal’s eyes were closed and he was piston fucking her as she was riding him. They both started to shake. She violently grabbed both of her breasts, squeezed them together and her face winced in pain. Both breasts started to ejaculate milk all over Jamal.
She eked out “I want….uhhhh noooo noooo something broke inside…me…uhh uhh I want your semen” “squirt, squirt squirt flap, flap”
Amanda couldn’t speak, she squirted jizz and started even peeing on Jamal. The men started to laugh. Jamal then got up, almost making Amanda lose balance; her pussy still holding on to his large black penis with her labia as a grip. He held her by the neck and started to choke her. Tyrone moved in and started to slap her “choke, choke, whap, slap, guck, guck,”
She didn’t process the range of emotions anymore. Ecstasy, pain, sadness, elation. She was being beaten and fucked at the same time and loved it.
“Whose BLACK COCK SLUT ARE YOU?” Tyrone screamed as Jamal slapped her again on her face, tits and ass.
“Uh you…yours..WHAP, SLAP, I am your black..WHAP…cock slut!” Amanda conceded.
Jamal took her head in her hands and forcibly opened her mouth.
She whimpered “Noahhh no…!”. Her tounge automatically lunged forward as she thought he wanted to come inside her throat but instead he plopped two pills in there and said “There, this is a victimless crime now.”
He was indicating that with these morning after pills, there would be no kids to be had. He shut her mouth and screamed “Swallow them. Cunt!”.
Amanda winched and swallowed. He then pushed her towards the ground. Amanda passed out on the carpet, breathing and whimpering “oof…uhh…uhhh no more…no more”.
Amanda had a serious problem by now. She didn’t see herself majoring in Biology, let alone graduating from college. She didn’t care about Omar or some boyfriend. She only wanted one thing in life - Big black virile men.
She wanted non-consensual sex with them and wanted to please them any time they liked. After tonight, she even enjoyed being slapped around while being fucked. They had deflowered this conservative Arab girl and reprogrammed her mind with just their masculinity and black dicks.
Amanda woke up 3 hours later in the same spot she had collapsed only now all three, Tyrone, Jamal and Jacinda had left. Amanda was unwashed and had dried cum on her hands, breasts, grown, legs, feet and in her hair. There were semi dry puddles of squirt and cum in various places of the room’s carpet; they reminded her of the action earlier that morning and the various places and positions she had been had, in that room. She noticed the queen of spades ankle bracelet was now back on her right ankle.
They had branded her against her will and she accepted her fate.
To be continued.
Amanda woke up the next morning in a daze. It was 10:47am and she had missed both of her morning classes. Omar was nowhere to be seen. She had a few missed calls on her phone so she reached over to scroll through the messages. All three were from Omar. One read “We are finished. I will be flying back home and will let my mother know the reasons but don’t worry I won’t, I will spare you the shame you prostitute. I won’t tell them any gory details of “Jamal”.” Amanda, had now sat up and felt a rush of adrenaline, fearing that Omar would spread horrible rumours about her amongst her ****** and common friend circle, back home. She worryingly scrolled through the second message which read “I expected more from you, the future mother of my children!”. She noticed from the timestamps that the third and final message as just two hours ago and read “Where were you last night? I had passed out after hitting my head but woke up only to find the room empty! I came here to visit you from thousands of miles away and what…you were off fucking other men. Cant you contain yourself you slut pig??!”. Amanda just deleted the messages and threw her phone at carpet beneath her feet, in disgust. She was frustrated at both, the situation with Omar and herself, for having no control over her body anymore. As she starred down, pondering over how to come out of this situation, she noticed a thin ankle bracelet around her right foot. It was delicate and had a silver sheen to it.
She was confused and blurted out “huh what?”.
As she sat on the edge of her bed she moved her leg and foot over her left thigh to take a closer look.
She had never had an ankle bracelet so was curious as to who put it there and more importantly, without her consent! She thought it could’ve been Omar the previous night before he fingered her. That was the most plausible explanation. She reached over to undo the bracelet and examine it closer. Amidst the bracelet were embedded black hearts with the letter ‘Q’ in them. She hadn’t the slightest clue what these stood for or what they mean. She took the bracelet off, picked up her phone and immediately messaged Omar “Baby I am so sorry this is a giant miscommunication. I wanted to thank you for the ankle bracelet. Please write back to me when you see this habibi.” The message failed to send for some reason, so she thought it must have been a connectivity error. She retried a few times but to no avail. Still curious, she pulled over her laptop and googled “ankle bracelet with letter Q and black heart”. Immediately search results produced came up with the term “Queen of spades” “Hotwife”. She continued to read, with now an expression of slight concern. One of the pages she clicked on explained that ankle bracelets worn by women on the right ankle symbolise a woman who is in an open relationship. If the bracelet had a black heard and ‘Q’ etched in it, it was known as a “Queen of Spade” bracelet and a signalling mechanism by the lady wearing it, that she was open to relationships mainly with black men.
Amanda yelped “Noooo absolutely NOT this is too much!!”
She snatched the bracelet from the side of her bed and said in a raised voice “I will not be made their fuck toy! This is NOT who I am!”
Amanda put her pyjamas and t-shirt on and rushed out of her dorm room, ran down the hallway to Jacinda’s room and stated knocking on her door feverishly. She could hear what at first sounded like cries so she stopped knocking and gestured her head slowly closer to the door.
She heard muffled words or what she thought were words “Mmffh…mfmfh..you…mffh….NOOAOhhhhn!!”
Amanda seemed visibly concerned as it sounded like some sort of physical abuse. She opened the door with much trepidation only to hear the sounds more clearly.
“Oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooahn…fuck…oooh..oh”. Amanda could see no one in the room but the sounds were obviously coming from the room so she invited herself in and started to wander slowly towards the source.
They were coming from Jacinda’s toilet. As she slowly approached the toilet, the sounds grew louder. She could now also hear a baritone grunt now and then “ugh….ugh fuck ugh…bitch”. It sounded alot like Jamal but it could’ve been Tyrone, Amanda thought.
She peered down at the ankle bracelet she was holding in her left hand and continued walking towards the toilet. As she approached she could hear, what was now clearly Jacinda, breathing very heavily “uhhhhhh uhh uh……please stop…uhhhhh”.
Amanda slightly pushed the door open and peered her eye through the open slit. Her eye widened and mouth opened. There Jacinda was, in her freshman glory, standing on her legs, bent down. It was as clear as the day, Jamal was holding her butt cheeks open as he was feverishly fucking her ass. Her large black lips had lubricated Tyrone’s large curved cock and she was gagging on it. Tyrone’s head was facing the ceiling and his eyes closed. There was steam in the room; Amanda couldn’t tell if it was evaporate from the general bodily fluids or they had left the shower on, accidentally. The room smelled similar to the night she had been taken. The smell was all too familiar to Amanda now. As Amanda’s mind wandered, she mistakenly dropped the ankle bracelet on the toilet floor, near the door. It broke into fragments and the sound chimed through the entire bathroom. Jacinda looked around, as she was being mercilessly fucked. It took her some time to realise who was at the door. It seems Jamal and Tyrone hadn’t heard the sound of the bracelet hitting the tiles and had continued their rythmic fucking.
Jacinda smiled when she had clocked Amanda and said “Mandy well well, why don’t you join us…what…whap…, I can see your ooohnnn…uhh..whap,…. va-J-J wants a piece of this..ohhhnn..uhhhn.”
Both men turned to look at Amanda and none were smiling. This unsettled Amanda and before she could respond to Jacinda’s invite, she turned around, shut the bathroom door in haste and started to run towards Jacinda’s dorm room door. She could hear some clunks in the bathroom behind her and many rushed footsteps.
Jacinda screamed “guys dont do this here…please!!”
Jamal ushered Tyrone “go grab her legs, I’ll get the cuffs”.
Tyrone responded in his deep voice, as her ran towards Amanda “word”.
Amanda started to frantically reach for the door, hoping she could call for help but managed to eke out a “no No no someone…please..”.
Before she could complete her sentence, Jamal grabbed her firmly from behind and put his right hand around her mouth and started fingering her lips and tongue. She tried to scream “mmmmhhhmhmh mhmm nnnn mhm.”
Tyrone closed Jacinda’s door calmly and started walking towards Amanda. It was relatively dark in the room as it seems Jacinda had purposely kept things on the down low, ahead of her fuck session with the two boys. While flailing her legs, ineffectively, Amanda looked to her left at the toilet and could see Jacinda just closing the door and staying in the toilet; almost as if she knew what was about to happen and that she wasn’t invited. Although Amanda had lost her virginity to these two animals a few weeks ago, she now was paralysed with fear. Her heart beating wildly, she started to cry. Jamal tore her shirt off exposing her breasts. They bounced up and down, exposing her now very erect nipples. The boys took notice that her body was…wanting.
She didn’t scream but simply turned her head back up to meet Tyrone’s eyes. She had a stern look. Tyrone walked up to Amanda and showed her a pair of hand cuffs.
Her eyes widened and she screamed “Why? No GOD NO!” “WHAP!” she felt a sharp slap on her face as Tyrone hit her.
The force of the slap was so strong that she fell to the floor, gaining partial balance as her left and right hands broke her fall.
Jamal picked her up and held her firmly from behind, her tits now facing Tyrone again, who slowly walked up to her and said “That night was just the beginning you Arab slut. Tonight we are going to make you ours. We’re going to train you to be our animal and this onslaught will continue for many years…”
Amanda was in shock and didn’t know what to say. She was on her tip toes now as she was being held up slightly by Jamal from behind. Tyrone moved his hand over to her pussy and probed it. To neither the surprise of Tyrone, Jamal or even Amanda, it was throbbing, hot and dripping.
She sighed “aaahhhhhhhh..you fucking….bastar….ds..” Jamal slid his fingers into her asshole and with his left hand pulled her had back again causing her mouth to open. He thrust his fingers straight from her asshole into her mouth making her taste her ass and ass juices.
She moaned “ohhh oh wha…ohh stop thats my ass…”
Both men laughed at this biological display of submission and Jamal hollered “hahahah Amanda you our bitch girl, your pussy and ass keep trying to tell us something”.
Amanda had stopped crying and was still trying to free herself but with growing weakness in her arms. All of this commotion had gotten Jamal very erect and his cock was placed firmly above Amanda’s ass just near her tailbone. She could feel its girth, heat and size behind her. It felt like warm rubber. She could feel the wetness from his pre-cum on her back as well. Tyrone by now had started stroking his enormous veiny curved cock, rather slowly.
“Please…please boys….be gentle. Last night my holes were had and I can barely walk this morning!” She pleaded.
Tyrone walked up to Amanda’s face, took his hands and held each breast firmly while pinching and placing with her nipples.
She winced “ohhnn they hurt…my breasts are so sore”. He then continued to walk into Amanda. She did’t quite understand what was happening.
“Does he want to go through me?” She wondered as her eye was fixated on his powerful, dominant gaze.
Next thing she felt was a giant mass enter her vagina. She tried to back up but couldn’t because of Jamal standing right behind her - just as he had done the first time he had groped her in the quad that fateful evening. Tyrone slowly thrust his entire 14 inch throbbing and now very warm black dick inside Amanda’s vagina.
She just let out a soft “ooooooooohnnnn…….” And her head collapsed to the side somewhat.
Tyrone started to thrust in and out of her pussy but only ever taking out a few inches; ensuring the large extent of his manhood remained in her. “Ohhnnnnnnn fuck Tyrone…ohnnn.”
Tyrone then took both Amanda’s legs and put them above his shoulders exposing the souls of her feet towards the door. This exposed her asshole and Jamal took the opportunity to put the tip of his penis inside. This position took Amanda by surprise as she knew they were going to now penetrate her at the same time.
“Please DO NOT DO THI…”Amanda screamed but was cut off as Tyrone, while piston fucking her pussy, thrust deeply in her, while squeezing both her nipples on each breast.
Amanda’s lips went into an ‘O’ shape and her tongue came out almost in a tribal response to this maneuver by Tyrone. He used this opportunity to engulf her lips and tongue with his own and kept on tounge fucking her mouth.
All she could do was “mmmhmhm hmhmmh hhhh”.
She was sweating now and her pussy was gushing drops of ejaculate all over the carpet. Jamal pushed his entire black cock into Amandas ass and started to ram her harder. The toilet door slightly opened with Jacinda peering through the slit in absolute shock. Here was Amanda, hoist up against her will, her legs quivering and two large black dicks piston fucking her vagina and asshole in a rhythmic fashion. Her breasts were being slapped and squeezed by one black animal while the other was tounge fucking her mouth. Her cuffed hands were now behind Jamals head with her beautiful pale lifeless fingers barely able to grasp his big black skull. She was for all practical purposes, air tight.
She was now, their queen of spades.
She started to pant as no coherent words or sounds could be made by her anymore “pant…whap whap whap pant…huh…ohh..pant”.
She was just a piece of fuck meat now; no agency or ego or will. She knew she was a slave for black men and their penises. Forget her plans to come out of this “phase”, she knew this was the beginning of a life long descent into interracial debauchery. As Tyrone pulled his head away after tounge fucking her mouth for what felt like a full ten minutes, she bit his lower lips and then hers; her expression stern, with her eyes fixated in his eyes as he fucked her into oblivion. She arched her head and eyes backward and Jamal French kissed her while ass ****** her. She took her cuffed hands tried to caressed Jamal’s big black head but he forced them away. She screamed slightly. They laughed. This continued for half an hour and Amanda started to cum repeatedly. The room smelled of ass and pussy and had become steamy along with Jacinda’s windows. Tyrone finally removed Amanda’s lifeless legs from his shoulders and she fell to her hands with her ass still up. Jamal had taken his penis out of her asshole, only to expose a large pulsating hole. The sheer size of his cock had changed Amanda’s asshole’s geometry - atleast temporarily.
He kneeled down and took a deep smell and sighed “Ahhhhh you fucking slut, I love fucking the shit out of you Amanda!”.
Amanda let out a moan “Ohhhhhhnnnnnnnn your black dicks…I’m so…drawn to them ohn god”
Tyrone asked Jamal “shall we explore her pussy some more bro?” Jamal nodded.
Amanda looked around to see what they meant. Tyrone took Amanda by the hands and made her kneel. She didn’t seem to resist. She was starring at him with her dark eyes as he situated her.
“Can I suck your big black dick Tyrone?” Amanda asked in a desperate and sensually deep voice while stroking his leg, moving her feminine hands closer to his shaft.
She had a stern look as if she was laser focused on one thing only. “My pussy juices are flowing for you, as you can see, and I want to get yours semen flowing so you can inseminate me. I’m not on birth control. I want your semen inside my womb. This vagina is yours, look at it…” she peered down towards her clit, opening it with her fingers slightly as if to tease him.
“Isn’t that what you want Tyrone? To thrust that big, black virile dick inside this hole and make me your sex slave tonight….uhhhhhnn…ohhhh..” She tried to convince him while starting to moan.
Tyrone had a look of awe on his face “Shit bitch you one freaky ho. We need to tattoo BBC Slut on your pussy dont we?”
Amanda gasped “uhhh yeah….” with her eyes fixated on Tyrone’s throbbing cock.
He moved towards her and was a good foot away from her but his black dick throbbing up and down as his heart beat blood across his giant body, was already on Amanda’s lips. She remained fixated on this biological marvel but now moved her eyes up at him, as a slave looks up at a master and started to roll her tongue around his cock. She could smell her pussy juices, mixed with sweat and pre-cum on his penis and this aroused her even more.
As she took the tip of his shaft in her mouth, it made him even harder forcing him to exclaim “UHhhhhh fuck you Arab bitch Amanda you’re gong to make me cum again. URGHHH”.
She thought he was going to come then and there in her mouth so she gestured forward holding both her breasts up to catch some of his ejaculate but he didn’t come. So she took the black cock in her left hand and started to masturbate it violently. Now a trained slut, she wasted no time in violently fingering her own dripping pussy with her right hand. Meanwhile Jamal was stroking his cock slowly over her head. She could smell its musk and loved the prospect of pleasing two enormous black virile dicks with her assets.
“Guck guck ohh guck guck…Tyrone…guck..guck..give me…your big…ohhh black…cock in my…guck guck..mouth….feed me your blah…uuhhhh UHHHHhn…UHNNNNNNNNNNNNN” Amanda now started to shake violently and even beat Tyrone to a major orgasm.
She held on to his dick but her body collapsed infront of her. She was kneeling at this point with her throbbing, warm asshole exposed and gaping openly towards Jamal behind her. For some reason, instinctively, instead of using this opportunity to **** her anal cavity, he put his toe inside her asshole and started to **** her with it. The force of his foot slapping against her asshole and ass yanked her forward repeatedly “Yap, FWHAP, WHAP” She was laughing by this point, in a state of utter ecstasy. She didnt stop fingering herself, while she was on her knees and face still fallen forward. She looked back at Jamal while he foot fucked her asshole.
Tyrone got on his knees, took Amanda’s head and started to face fuck her “oof GUCK GUCK GUCK noon..nohnn…GUCK GUCK”.
He did this for 10 minutes straight and with one large thrust and display of black manhood, screamed “UUURGGHHHH ARGHHH ARGHHHHH arghh”
Each time he screamed a long spray of cum shot out of his black penis head into her mouth, on to her nose, eyes, mouth, face, lips, tongue and breasts.
She responded with “Ohhhh tyrone…wow…wow” She was in ecstasy and she started to immediately lick the cum around her mouth with her tongue in a circular motion. Tyrone, as a thank you, slapped her hard with his right hand. “WHAP…oof” she fell over with a grunt.
She was temporarily fazed “what?? Wh..”Jamal grabbed her legs, twisted her over, bend her legs back all the way to her head so her bare feet were behind her head. He then took her by the hair and bent her head forward making sure she could see her own pussy and his black cock lined up. He then started to thrust into her, missionary style. “WHAP, FAP, FAP, WHAP, SKAP, Squirt, squirt…” Jamal started to **** Amanda hard. The pain was so severe that Amanda tried to back up but he held her down hard and continued the **** for a good twenty minutes. Amanda’s eyes were rolled back in her eye sockets and she was speech less…just moaning and whimpering.
Her hands behind her head, still cuffed together, her legs and feat wrapped around Jamal’s back. Sweat pouring off of both souls on top of each other’s bodies.
“Fuck me Jamal baby. Khalas I want this to happen all day and every day. Ugh ugh UGH UGH Uhhhhhhh” Amanda started quivering and cumming harder than ever.
Tyrone had come in by now for sloppy seconds and lowered his curved cock into her mouth while Jamal fucked her pussy relentlessly missionary style. “Guck, WHAP, fuck, Ohhnn, guck, guck, WHAP” Amanda started to violently squirt and gasped “ok ok time out…uhhh no no I can’t stop coming” and started to convulse. Jamal un-cuffed her and both men started to laugh.
Like a battery operated toy with a life of its own Amanda kept on shaking on the floor, trying to crawl away but kept on collapsing. As she attempted to walk on all fours, her legs kept on giving away as her pussy could be seen throbbing and dripping still.
She winced nervously “ohh Jama….jamal help” as she tried to stand up but collapsed and continued to come.
They had triggered some kind of autonomic nervous response in her and Amanda kept on coming in waves of orgasms and squirt for the next forty minutes.
Tyrone remarked “Jamal you be seen her labia? Fuck that’s bigger than my ma’s vacuum cleaner”.
Amanda’s labia had grown significantly over this ordeal to accommodate the large foreign objects in her innards. As she started to calm down and her moans faded she noticed the two men in the corner discussing something. This conversation went on for thirty minutes and change and as they looked over at her, they noticed she was looking at both of them, alternating between starring at Jamal’s glutes and Tyrone’s now limp but still very large black cock. She was slowly but surely pinching her labia while biting her lower lips as she kept looking at them. They looked at eachother bewildered. It turns out Amanda had developed a habit for masturbating as often as possible to black men.
She started to moan in pleasure again “oh yeah….Jamal…..Ty….ohhh god…im coming again….this cant be…ohh”. Amanda had an other orgasm “J…J….JJ…J….aml”. Despite the multitude of positions, permutations and combinations in today’s session, Amanda noticed none of the men had actually inseminated her vagina.
She stood up, her legs now functioning somewhat, and walked over to Jamal. As she approached, he started stroking his cock. As she walked over, he noticed her breasts moving from side to side and that voluptuous body with bodily fluids coming out of it got him instantly hard. She said nothing and he said nothing but simply lay back. She got on top of him and lowered her gaping labia and vagina on his erect 11 inch cock.
She had practice of this position from earlier on when she had cum on Jacinda’s black dildo gift. Amanda started to sensually scream “yeahhhhhh…yeahhhhh…oh yeah jamal….yeah Jamal oh …..”.
She started to ride his big black dick hard. “FLOP, FLOP, Uhhh,, FLOP, FLAP, Owwh Owwhw UHH OWHH” She could feel intense pain as this position was hitting her G-spot.
She didn’t care. The pain only increased but so did the pleasure. From behind Tyrone had become hard again as he could see this arabic hot slut flapping and squirting all over his bro as she rode him. He could see the contrast of the soles of her feet laying on Jame’s large quad muscles in his legs. Her feet were sweating as was her back. Her breasts continued to violently juggle as she flopped and flapped on his large frame.
Soon she started to scream “YEAH YEAH OH YEAH OHHHH MOTHER FUCKER FUCK FUCK OH OH JAMAL GIVE ME YOUR BIG FUCKING BLACK DICK BLACK DICK BLACK DICK OHHH BIG BLACK DICKS…OHHHHHH AAAAAAAAAhhhhhhh”
Tyrone ran to her while she was coming, pulled her head back and started to slap her face left and right. He looked down at her pussy and large amounts of semen were coming out of it. Jamal’s eyes were closed and he was piston fucking her as she was riding him. They both started to shake. She violently grabbed both of her breasts, squeezed them together and her face winced in pain. Both breasts started to ejaculate milk all over Jamal.
She eked out “I want….uhhhh noooo noooo something broke inside…me…uhh uhh I want your semen” “squirt, squirt squirt flap, flap”
Amanda couldn’t speak, she squirted jizz and started even peeing on Jamal. The men started to laugh. Jamal then got up, almost making Amanda lose balance; her pussy still holding on to his large black penis with her labia as a grip. He held her by the neck and started to choke her. Tyrone moved in and started to slap her “choke, choke, whap, slap, guck, guck,”
She didn’t process the range of emotions anymore. Ecstasy, pain, sadness, elation. She was being beaten and fucked at the same time and loved it.
“Whose BLACK COCK SLUT ARE YOU?” Tyrone screamed as Jamal slapped her again on her face, tits and ass.
“Uh you…yours..WHAP, SLAP, I am your black..WHAP…cock slut!” Amanda conceded.
Jamal took her head in her hands and forcibly opened her mouth.
She whimpered “Noahhh no…!”. Her tounge automatically lunged forward as she thought he wanted to come inside her throat but instead he plopped two pills in there and said “There, this is a victimless crime now.”
He was indicating that with these morning after pills, there would be no kids to be had. He shut her mouth and screamed “Swallow them. Cunt!”.
Amanda winched and swallowed. He then pushed her towards the ground. Amanda passed out on the carpet, breathing and whimpering “oof…uhh…uhhh no more…no more”.
Amanda had a serious problem by now. She didn’t see herself majoring in Biology, let alone graduating from college. She didn’t care about Omar or some boyfriend. She only wanted one thing in life - Big black virile men.
She wanted non-consensual sex with them and wanted to please them any time they liked. After tonight, she even enjoyed being slapped around while being fucked. They had deflowered this conservative Arab girl and reprogrammed her mind with just their masculinity and black dicks.
Amanda woke up 3 hours later in the same spot she had collapsed only now all three, Tyrone, Jamal and Jacinda had left. Amanda was unwashed and had dried cum on her hands, breasts, grown, legs, feet and in her hair. There were semi dry puddles of squirt and cum in various places of the room’s carpet; they reminded her of the action earlier that morning and the various places and positions she had been had, in that room. She noticed the queen of spades ankle bracelet was now back on her right ankle.
They had branded her against her will and she accepted her fate.
To be continued.
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