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Blacked on Reality TV 3
Evan and Katie were an engaged couple that both loved Reality TV. The couple kept up with Survivor, Big Brother, and Naked & Afraid. The latter show intrigued them, the young white couple criticizing the decisions of those attempting to survive in the wilderness. Both of them thought they were ideal reality stars. Evan was handsome with thick brown hair. He was tall, but not very muscular. Katie? The tiny white girl was a knock out at 5’0” and less than 100 lbs. She had thick nappy red hair that she spent nearly an hour flattening and straightening. The ditzy and bubbly girl had a flat chest, but had a thick firm bottom that men stared at. Both were in their late 20s and worked in white-collar positions. After rejections from over a dozen shows, Katie noticed an ad for the new channel - The Social Justice Network (SJN). They were seeking caucasian couples for a survivalist scenario where they were trapped on a deserted island with a black male. The agent that screened them over Skype explained it was a ‘social experiment’ on racism. The couple swore they were not racist and would instead show that white people and black people could live in harmony and work together to survive. Both completed physicals and filled out background check paperwork.
After two months of not hearing, back the couple assumed that the network was disinterested in them, but one fateful day they received a call from the show’s producer Fatima LaFayette who told them with excitement they were a perfect fit! A contract arrived via registered e-mail for the couple to sign. SJN offered $25k to appear on the show with a potential prize of $250k if the couple could indeed show racial harmony on the show. They would be responsible for gathering their own food, finding shelter, and each day going to The Confessional Stand where they would be asked questions. They would be mic’d at all times, wearing the microphones disguised as necklaces. Cameras covered every inch of the island and one was to be installed in all shelters. All participants signed a safety waiver – the SJN insisting that it was standard practice for survival shows.
That spring the fateful day began. The couple was flown to Florida and then brought by boat to Justice Isle. In a separate boat would be their ‘neighbor’ for the 60 day stay on the island – Kofi, an ebony Adonis from the Bahamas. As the boats landed all three contestants were stripped of their clothing and left behind all of their belongings before stepping onto the hot sand. The white couple was flushing bright red, embarrassed at their exposure. Evan was even more embarrassed, his small white cock exposed. The situation only became worse as Kofi disembarked; the tall muscular black male shamed the white boy by comparison. Kofi stood a couple inches taller, had a hard and tight body, and thick dreadlocked hair. He grinned at he looked at the couple, the white male already feeling sexually threatened and intimidated.
Katie? She only flushed redder, staring at the man for much longer than she should have. The silly white girl attempted to have a conversation with Kofi, but kept staring at his body as if she was beholding a great work of art. The white couple spoke with the Islander about setting up shelter and scavenging for food, but the threatened Evan insisted they would set up their own shelter and acquire their own food for now. He made the excuse that he needed to practice both.
That first day was one of the emotionally roughest. The three were lucky that Kofi found a small cave for them to use temporarily. As Kofi effortlessly spearfished for crab and large ocean fish meek Evan was attempting to climb a coconut tree to no avail while Katie tided up the cave and managed to build a fire thanks to YouTube videos and hands on practice weeks before. Kofi returned at dusk with half a dozen grabs and two large fish, the man doing to work teaching Katie how to flay them with a rock and cook them on a spit. An hour into the night Evan returned completely empty handed, the man near tears at the difficulty of procuring food. Swallowing his pride he sat down at the camp and ate with Kofi and Katie – both of them incredibly disappointed with him for returning empty handed.
Confessional – Day 1
Evan: “Day zero was tougher than I thought it would be. I should have prepared much more. Kofi really seems to know what he is doing out here and today I’m going to follow him and learn how he does it. Katie was so upset with me… She wouldn’t even let me cuddle up to her lastnight she was so livid.”
Katie: “Kofi has been so helpful. I have no clue what Evan was doing yesterday while we were working. I love Evan and he’s my angel, but he needs to provide and do his part. I kinda feel guilty for staring at Kofi so much. I confess he is great eye candy.”
Kofi: “That white boy is weak. White girl? Useful and fun to look at. If that white boy expects me to do all the work while he lounges ‘round like a slave master, I’m goin’ to make him sorry.”
The first day was not much of an improvement. Kofi taught Evan how to craft a fishing spear, but the white male was too timid and slow to be affective. The evening repeated itself, Kofi arriving with a feast and Evan returning practically empty handed – having caught a small fish on a fluke. Katie and Kofi were even more displeased with him, but his fiancée tried to comfort him insisting that he was making progress since he caught one.
Four more days passed, Evan empty handed repeatedly as Katie crafted bowls from coconut husks and found she was nimble enough to climb up and shake coconuts free from the tree. However, even with the coconut milk and meat it was still only enough for one person. Kofi was angry when Evan returned empty handed on the fifth night, telling the white male that he was ‘not his nigger’ and from now on his catch was his. Katie begged and begged, insisting she was working hard, but Kofi would not relent.
Confessional – Day 6
Evan: “Kofi is being a jerk. We’re in this together. I’m struggling to provide, but I didn’t grow up in the Caribbean like he did. I’ll make it work… I’m just worried about Katie right now. She won’t even talk to me.”
Katie: “Goddamn Evan… Back at home he could pull his weight, but here where it matters the most? He can’t provide for me. Now Kofi won’t speak to me. With how Evan has been acting Kofi has been my only friend. This morning when they left camp I cried my eyes out.”
Kofi: “I’m done carryin’ the white boy. Maybe lil’ Katie and I can make a deal tonight…”
Two days went by where the couple had nothing to eat but two coconuts angrily shared between the white couple. Kofi had given them the little cave, setting up a clay hut over two days and consuming his surplus from scavenging. The ebony male camped away from them. He didn’t need them and wanted to ensure they knew that.
Desperate, they arrived the next night at his camp… The smell of the grab over the fire too much for them to bare. They begged once again, a wicked thought making Kofi relent.
“Tell y’ what. I’ll let y’ both eat from my hunt, but from now on I want a blowjob from Katie anytime I feel like it.” The powerful black male insisted. The couple was destitute, but Katie did not hesitate in agreeing. Right there in the glow of the fire Evan helplessly watched as the white girl fell to her knees before Kofi, her eyes staring submissively up at him as her tiny white hands grabbed at that turgid ebony pillar. Stroking it, she found her fingers just barely fit around it. Evan swallowed his venom, watching Katie comply with no resistance was the worst pain and humiliation yet.
So carefully, she inserted him into her hot little mouth, tasting the precum as she stroked… Soon hot saliva was leaking lewdly from the base of his throbbing black cock. Suddenly, she felt a powerful hand on the back of her head… Her red hair nappy and messy. With a soft whimper he pushed the member half way down her throat, making her bob her head back and forth as she struggled with her gag reflex. It felt like forever, but at last the panting Kofi erupted in her mouth. The cute little white girl coughed some of his seed up resulting in the sadistic man slapping her with an open hand. The stinging slap made her instinctively cry out. “I’m sorry!” She pleased, the Islander growling down at her.
“You swallow every drop.” He ordered, Katie nodding obediently.
That was how the arrangement began.
Confessional – Day 10
Evan: “I fucking hate that nig… Kofi. He is taking advantage of us. And, Katie? She… I watched them again this morning. She’s not resisting him. She’s not acting like she should. She’s barely even speaking to me.”
Katie: “I can’t believe I am saying this… But, Evan deserves this. He complains so much, acting like Kofi is the bad guy. Kofi is… He’s just trying to be fair. He shouldn’t have to work so hard every day for us and get nothing in return. I’m happy I can make him pleased with me.”
Kofi: “I’m happy with the new arrangement thus far. But, honestly… I can’t stand that fucking white boy.”
The next week was emotionally devastating to Evan. Even with a steady food supply, Katie refused any form of sex or relief for him while pleasuring Kofi orally three times a day on average. She seemed so cheerful when Kofi gave her little compliments on her evolving technique. The little red head was turned off by oral sex, but found herself eagerly awaiting Kofi’s needs. She began to bathe each day in the ocean and attempted to make herself pretty for him. The white girl was annoyed and dismissive with Evan, only assuring him this way just so they could eat and he should be grateful to her and Kofi. Now she could take him all the way to the base… Now she massaged that dark swollen sack, craving its contents as her gag reflex seemed to vanish forever.
Yet, things managed to get worse for Evan who gave up trying to find food. He leaned how to build a fire, but even his attempts as emulating Kofi and building a shelter were unsuccessful. One night, a storm rolled in, the cavern unable to stay dry enough for a fire. The couple was cold and wet, even huddled together was too cold. Katie and Evan ran to Kofi’s hut and begged him to share his shelter for the night.
“Fine, but Katie sleeps in the cot with me.” The ebony male insisted a sneer on his handful face as he continued to steal away the white boy’s fiancée. Within minutes, she was going down on Kofi once more, but something changed. Pulling out of her throat his dominant chocolate eyes looked down at his pet white girl. “Katie… I want some of that pussy. Get on all fours…” The cruel man insisted, Katie already moving to comply with no hesitation. She was soaking wet each time she went down on Kofi, the last three days secretly getting herself off to the thought of him when Evan went out attempt to build shelter from refuse that washed up on the shore. His demand was the last straw for Evan who stood up from where he was sleeping on the floor.
“NO! That is not the deal. You’ve taken enough advantage you… You… Nigger.” He called out, using the most demeaning word he could thinking it gave him some sort of power. Before he could even think Kofi’s powerful fist met his jaw before giving him a serious beating. Once he was down the superior male kicked him in the stomach repeatedly… The non-confrontation white male cried out begging him to stop. “I’m so sorry… Please…! Please stop!” He begged, tears in his eyes.
It was that moment Katie realized that her fiancé was not a real man. He was nothing compared to Kofi. The sight of the beating turned her on, making her reach between her legs to rub at her swollen pink nub… Biting her lip, she watched. As Kofi was finishing with him she let out an aroused moan… The beating almost enough to make her cum while she stimulated herself.
Ignoring the bloody and battered Evan the Nubian lord mounted the little white girl. Grasping at her nappy mane of red hair he tugged her head back as he held the base of that throbbing black godcock. The one that would convert Katie to ‘black only’ the moment it filled her. Thrusting forward, he impaled her with half of the thick pulsating member. Stretching her, she cried out in pain and pleasure…
“Fuck, Deeper…!” Katie begged, knowing she was not taking all of him yet. With another powerful thrust he pushed passed her twitching cervix and entered her fertile womb. Suddenly, their hips met… Looking down, he grinned… The good white girl took every inch, his swollen balls resting against her clit. Returning to the task, he growled hotly in pleasure as he bucked against her, tugging her hair back and rutting her in a primeval fashion. Evan could do no more than stare, laying on his side semi-conscious from his beating. Katie came for the first time in a gushing twitching orgasm just from him working his entire length inside of her.
“Which is better…? Aah… Heh… White or black dick…?” The sadistic male asked as he fucked the little white girl violently.
“Black is better… BLACK IS BETTER!” She cried out lustfully, her entire world shifting as the woman became a race traitor. “Aah… Fuck my racist boyfriend! Kofi… Aaaah….! Sir… Breed me…” The corrupted white girl begged shamelessly, bucking her hips back hard as her Islander lover slapped her perfectly round ass. Instinctively, she wanted his black baby… His offspring. Kofi proved himself superior in each way and beat Evan at every turn. She was the spoils of conquest over the white male.
Her mind kept fleshing white repeatedly as each orgasm hit her. She had already lost count, the sensations re-wiring her weak little mind to accept her new place on the Islander caring for Kofi. He was her provider. Her lover. Her god.
At last, she felt him harden… The growling, snarling, and grunting ebony male arched his back as his muscles tightened, sweat making his dark flesh glisten. Erupting inside of her both lovers let out an intense cry of pleasure, his virile African godseed overflowing her fertile womb… His little Zulu warriors swarming her egg… And, as expected, one impaled inside of it impregnating the obedient white girl.
Confessional – Day 23
Evan: “I… I love Katie. How could she do this to me? I’ve never cheated on her. I’m trying so hard… I shouldn’t have called Kofi that word, I know… But, he didn’t have to beat me so bad. He bruised multiple ribs… Broke my nose… The swelling for my jaw is finally going down. Now Katie has moved into his hut and I only see them at dinnertime. She plays house for him, cooking, cleaning, and stripping bark to weave baskets. She even let Kofi weave her beautiful hair into dreadlocks… Maybe we can get through this when we get home. Maybe we can do counseling and find out what I did to cause this…”
Katie: “I’m so happy right now. I should feel bad about Evan, but… Sorry, not sorry. Kofi is so sweet and pulls his weight and more. I… I hope I’m pregnant with Kofi’s baby. I don’t want to bring anymore white people into the world… Haven’t we done enough destruction? Out here is… I feel so alive. Serving Kofi and making love to him under the stars… I don’t know what I’ll do when this ends. I hope it never does.”
Kofi: “That white boy is learnin’ his place. While he sulks in his little cave I’m enjoying Katie. I bet she’ll make a good mother to my son or daughter. I think at the end I’m going to take her home with me. I feel no shame stealin’ his girl and fuckin’ him up. If he steps out of line I’ll break a fucking leg next time.
Weeks went by. Evan was permitted to eat the new interracial couple’s scraps., but Kofi declared that Evan was no longer allowed to talk to ‘his girl’. Katie complied, warning Evan that if he so much as approached her or said a word to her without permission she would tell Kofi. Evan feared the man thinking up scenarios in his countless hours of spare time… Maybe if he fought back with a spear Kofi would back off? No, it would give Kofi a legitimate reason to kill him. Maybe he should end his own life? No… He had to wait until things were over to win Katie back. Shamefully, he spent his nights at the mouth of the dark cave staring at the nearby hit… Stroking his small white cock to the cries of passion from the savage man and his converted white girl pet.
Confessional – Day 52
Evan: “We go home in eight days… Watching Katie begin to swell with a baby bump from Kofi… Maybe I can convince her to come home and we can raise the baby together. I can provide for her back home. I can be the man. Kofi just… What is he going to do for her?”
Katie: “The morning sickness has been rough, but I’m getting through it. Kofi promised me I’ll know what the future will be for us the morning of Day 60. I’m hopelessly in love with him… Worship him… I want to give him as many children as possible. Evan? I… If Kofi tells me he doesn’t want me I… I might go back to Evan if he will help me raise this baby. But… I still refuse to ever have a white baby, especially with Evan. He looks so pathetic… He’s almost bones now.”
Kofi: “I’ve decided what I’m goin’ to do on Day 60. I’m not allowed to say what yet…”
At last, Day 60 arrived. It was the lynchpin of Evan and Katie’s hopes… One of them would be shattered by Kofi’s decision. A boat arrived with a crew of surly black males. The producer Fatima grinned, the stunningly beautiful African American Amazon asking each of them questions about what they wanted the future to be.
Evan sobbed softly, so happy to see other people… So happy to have the worst of the nightmare end. “I… I want to go home with Katie. I still love her.” He declared, unable to look at the interracial couple as the three were interviewed together.
Katie rolled her eyes at Evan’s pain. Turning her head to look at Kofi, her beautiful blue eyes were desperate. “I want to be with Kofi… I want to bring him home with me… Be his wife… The mother to all of his children. I want Kofi…” She said genuinely, her heart fearing abandonment by Kofi.
Kofi’s stoic face curled into a smile. “Katie… Will you marry me?” The man asked, kneeling. Reaching into a woven satchel, he pulled out a small black pearl he found shucking oysters weeks ago. It would be set in their engagement ring. With a squeal the blacked pregnant white girl leaked into his powerful arms, the two sharing an intense kiss that had Fatima moved with how sweet it was.
Evan’s heart dropped… Reeling inside, he was emotionally dying.
Fatima grinned, the surly black males grabbing at the unexpecting Evan.
“We have one more task on the island… You three need to vote who gets snuffed right here on the beach.” The evil woman asked, the couple unknowing approving of voluntary disposal in their contracts.
“KATIE! NO!” Evan cried out, the black and white couple pointing at Evan condemning him. Then, from the palm tree he struggled to climb the first day, they hung him… Katie clinging to the trunk of the palm tree as her new black fiancée fucked her wildly from behind. She never came so many times in her entire life as Evan’s lifeless body dangled above them.
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Post Interview – Two Months Later
Katie: “We’re do happy together… Kofi came home with me and we disposed of all reminders Evan ever existed. I’m so swollen now and we should know the baby’s gender next week. We don’t care if it is a boy or girl… Just so long as it’s black. That’s all that ever matters.”
Kofi: “I just started white boy’s ol’ job and I got to say… Ain’t half bad. The boss really likes me and he just told me he was givin’ me a raise yesterday. With us married now I should be a citizen in a couple years…”
