Let's see, we have the pill, Out of the question as I explained before. Condoms, lol. I couldn't imagine the discipline I would receive if I asked a Black man to wear one, and it would be justified, on and on, I investigated and rejected them all till I saw the 'female condom.' I read the literature and decided it was right for me. I found it to be Convenient, good for vaginal and anal( 
) intercourse, cheap, and over the counter.
I can keep them at my pimp's place, the thought 'my pimp' started me crying again. I'm sickened by the fact that I don't seem as disgusted as I should be. I'm married with children and a whore for Black men! I don't know what's worse, being used like a whore, or enjoying being used like one. I guess I should be saying 'as' a whore instead of 'like.'
I have my birth control purchased, they seem easy and efficient to use. I hide them for a few days until I have a client and can then leave them at my Pimp's place. The days go by and then the day comes when I get a text in the morning, 'YES' or 'NO'? was all it said. I reluctantly respond 'Yes, Sir.' I get my 'appointment' time within the hour with a strict warning to not be late and be ready for anything.'Yes, Sir.'
I arrive and am instructed to head into the bedroom and strip. Entering the room I see there has been a few additions, a wardrobe loaded with straps of some sort, dildos, belts, jellies, creams, etc. Also, the bedposts have straps on them now. I've only been here a few minutes when I hear my Pimp talking to someone then a knock on my 'Office' door.
In comes an older, average Black man. He could have been anything from a janitor to a lawyer. He undresses and commands me "Crawl to me and show me what your mouth can do," I do as I'm told, and he gets instantly hard in my mouth. He takes my hands into his and pins them to his chest and shuffle steps forward keeping his cock in my mouth, driving me back to the bed where he takes the bedpost attached strap and binds my hands over my head, arms fully extended, still on my knees one of my legs is now under the bed my back is right up against the bedpost. He now has complete control and uses the freedom to pump my mouth unfettered. My head is being pushed back because of the leverage. "I heard you are a non-compliant whore in need of a lesson?" I cannot respond because I can't get my head back far enough to get his cock out of my mouth. He takes a handful of my hair and pulls my hair with one hand while the other "slaps a bitch!" he returns to fucking my mouth between slaps as he 'educates me.' He's average size, but I still gag on my teacher.
He finally stops, "On the bed, face down, spread eagle." I try to say something, I forget what, but receive a hard warning slap. Face down, he grabs one leg, and into the bedpost strap it goes, another leg same thing. He lays on top of me, reaches down, and starts to work his cock into my ass. It goes in a bit, then one full thrust all the way. I cry out, "It hurts, please stop!!"
"This is what whores who don't listen get." He's on top, pulling my head back by my hair as he fucks my ass. "Are you a niggers whore, are you learning to like nigger cock?" He keeps asking these questions, over and over as he drives into me while using my hair like reins until I respond
"Yes!"
"Yes, what whore?"
"Yes, I love nigger cock! I am a whore for niggers!" I repeat over and over even after he let my hair go. He pumps and pumps until I feel his hotness explode in me. Now lubricated, the pain lessens and I find myself pumping back against him with my hips like I'm enjoying it, I try to convince myself it's a reflex. He stops pumping but stays inside me and unties my hands and legs. I can feel him twitching in my ass. I feel myself tightening up. He pulls out and what comes out is not just his seed. He gets into the shower and leaves me lying there in my sweat and stink, A few minutes later he leaves.
Before I can get up and into the shower my pimp comes in, sees the mess, and says "Looks like you just added the price of a mattress to your bill." He advises me to educate myself about enemas, laxatives, etc. He adds that he was being nice by giving me a smaller cock on my first day back to work. I get into the shower and prepare to leave when my pimp comes in and tells me I have a client later and to be ready for a text. He leaves the room and I think a lot of good that a vaginal condom did, and I cry.
Over the next several weeks, I had many daytime clients. Some just BJs, one guy pays to cuddle and kiss. He is my regular Thursday 1 pm guy. Some like sodomizing me, some vaginal, and some all three holes, etc. I use the vagina condom and the guys don't seem to care or don't know, so either way, it's good. One thing every client is Black and most like it rough. I do what they want because I can't bear the thought of displeasing or more importantly, disappointing my pimp, he is way too good to me for me to do that.
) intercourse, cheap, and over the counter.I can keep them at my pimp's place, the thought 'my pimp' started me crying again. I'm sickened by the fact that I don't seem as disgusted as I should be. I'm married with children and a whore for Black men! I don't know what's worse, being used like a whore, or enjoying being used like one. I guess I should be saying 'as' a whore instead of 'like.'
I have my birth control purchased, they seem easy and efficient to use. I hide them for a few days until I have a client and can then leave them at my Pimp's place. The days go by and then the day comes when I get a text in the morning, 'YES' or 'NO'? was all it said. I reluctantly respond 'Yes, Sir.' I get my 'appointment' time within the hour with a strict warning to not be late and be ready for anything.'Yes, Sir.'
I arrive and am instructed to head into the bedroom and strip. Entering the room I see there has been a few additions, a wardrobe loaded with straps of some sort, dildos, belts, jellies, creams, etc. Also, the bedposts have straps on them now. I've only been here a few minutes when I hear my Pimp talking to someone then a knock on my 'Office' door.
In comes an older, average Black man. He could have been anything from a janitor to a lawyer. He undresses and commands me "Crawl to me and show me what your mouth can do," I do as I'm told, and he gets instantly hard in my mouth. He takes my hands into his and pins them to his chest and shuffle steps forward keeping his cock in my mouth, driving me back to the bed where he takes the bedpost attached strap and binds my hands over my head, arms fully extended, still on my knees one of my legs is now under the bed my back is right up against the bedpost. He now has complete control and uses the freedom to pump my mouth unfettered. My head is being pushed back because of the leverage. "I heard you are a non-compliant whore in need of a lesson?" I cannot respond because I can't get my head back far enough to get his cock out of my mouth. He takes a handful of my hair and pulls my hair with one hand while the other "slaps a bitch!" he returns to fucking my mouth between slaps as he 'educates me.' He's average size, but I still gag on my teacher.
He finally stops, "On the bed, face down, spread eagle." I try to say something, I forget what, but receive a hard warning slap. Face down, he grabs one leg, and into the bedpost strap it goes, another leg same thing. He lays on top of me, reaches down, and starts to work his cock into my ass. It goes in a bit, then one full thrust all the way. I cry out, "It hurts, please stop!!"
"This is what whores who don't listen get." He's on top, pulling my head back by my hair as he fucks my ass. "Are you a niggers whore, are you learning to like nigger cock?" He keeps asking these questions, over and over as he drives into me while using my hair like reins until I respond
"Yes!"
"Yes, what whore?"
"Yes, I love nigger cock! I am a whore for niggers!" I repeat over and over even after he let my hair go. He pumps and pumps until I feel his hotness explode in me. Now lubricated, the pain lessens and I find myself pumping back against him with my hips like I'm enjoying it, I try to convince myself it's a reflex. He stops pumping but stays inside me and unties my hands and legs. I can feel him twitching in my ass. I feel myself tightening up. He pulls out and what comes out is not just his seed. He gets into the shower and leaves me lying there in my sweat and stink, A few minutes later he leaves.
Before I can get up and into the shower my pimp comes in, sees the mess, and says "Looks like you just added the price of a mattress to your bill." He advises me to educate myself about enemas, laxatives, etc. He adds that he was being nice by giving me a smaller cock on my first day back to work. I get into the shower and prepare to leave when my pimp comes in and tells me I have a client later and to be ready for a text. He leaves the room and I think a lot of good that a vaginal condom did, and I cry.
Over the next several weeks, I had many daytime clients. Some just BJs, one guy pays to cuddle and kiss. He is my regular Thursday 1 pm guy. Some like sodomizing me, some vaginal, and some all three holes, etc. I use the vagina condom and the guys don't seem to care or don't know, so either way, it's good. One thing every client is Black and most like it rough. I do what they want because I can't bear the thought of displeasing or more importantly, disappointing my pimp, he is way too good to me for me to do that.
