BNWO: Black Reparations Exposition This Weekend! Darrell Needs Labor: Part 3 of 3

An Original Story By: SnakeCharmer


Darrell turns to Roscoe and tells him, “It is time for us to go collect my ranch hand.”

The staffer that brought them over to the surgical hospital tent hesitates and then asks, “Do you want his butt hole hair waxed off? It is recommended for cleanliness of the offender. There might not always be toilet paper hanging around for him to use. Also, easier to clean them up when you hose ‘em off every morning, and you know, things like that.”

Darrell looks at Roscoe for input, who just shrugs his shoulders as a response.

The staffer looks at Darrell specifically. He asks, “You are the new Overlord, correct?” Darrell nods yes. The staffer then states, “If you think you might be sodomizing your offender from time to time, then you might really want to have that cum hole waxed clean. There is no up charge.”

Roscoe is looking at Darrell now. Darrell feels a thickening of his cock at the thought of sodomizing that ginger bear’s butt. He meekly replies, “Umm, well, yes. Thank you!”

Roscoe asks while starting to laugh, “Umm, well, yes? What is that about?”

“Yes, I might be sodomizing my ginger bear, so yes let’s wax his butt hole.” Darrell gives in to the reality check.

The staffer smiles and confirms that it will get done. He points out the direction they need to walk to get back to the collection site. He then goes off to inform the appropriate guy about the hole waxing. This staffer likes to watch the butt holes get waxed. He is a dominate top himself, so this is a ‘turn-on’ to see that little pink hairless hole winking up at him. Good times!

The ginger bear is in his holding stall awaiting his fate. It is beyond his comprehension as to how he could survive the unbelievable humiliation of being paraded balls naked out onto an auction block. HE, a White man! That isn’t right! This whole thing isn’t right. Has the country gone MAD! Well, it seems like it HAS gone mad. What next? Oh no, ginger bear realizes that things COULD get worse!

Fucking shit! Why did he refuse to pay his fines! He has not accomplished a damn thing! White population control is now the rule of the day. Ginger bear gasps! Oh! My! Fucking! God! What if that God damn Black son of a bitch rancher who purchased my fines, wants to have me castrated! I won’t be able to stop it from happening.

He clears his panicked thoughts. They implanted wires into his testicles from that cock ring they welded on him. It is to control his behavior through those radio-controlled devices. They wouldn’t want to castrate him, if they went to all that trouble. Would they? It would serve no purpose.

Just then, one of the staffers stops at the stall and points him out to the security guards. He overhears the staffer tell the guard to bring him to some other place. The guard gently ZAPS ginger bear’s nuts to get his attention. “Come along now, boy!”, the guard states loud and clear. Ginger bear’s feet feel frozen to the ground. He can’t move. He gets a stronger ZAP to his balls.

The guard is looking at him and he looks really mean. Another ZAP! FUCKING OUCH! The guard then yells over to him, “Hey offender, you are just going to get your butt hole waxed. Your new Overlord isn’t cutting you. Not sure why. I would empty your sack. Yours and the other offenders. Bunch of damn White rebels!”

Truly relieved, ginger bear feels about to collapse onto the straw and sawdust floor. He makes his way closer to the stall door and then stops. He is wondering why he is going to get his butt hole waxed. He knows it could be just as a hygiene method. But he also knows that some offenders get waxed if their Overlord plans on sodomizing them on an ongoing basis. Not that he hasn’t butt fucked before, he has, but he was strictly the TOP.

“Offender! Come over here NOW!”, this guard starts to keep a constant electrical current going into his balls. He is worried it might somehow ‘cook’ his balls. He picks up the pace and hot foots it over to the stall’s metal barred door. The guard escorts him to the MASH tent and over to the wax-on, wax-off SADIST.

After the ginger bear has his pink butt hole waxed, he is taken to meet the bidder. He is understandably, worried. As he hears someone say, “There he is now!” He is steered over to the two men and introduced to Darrell and Roscoe. He is instructed to address Darrell as ‘Overlord’ and as ‘Sir’. He nods at Darrell but doesn’t speak. He doesn’t want to cause a problem. He knows he can be castrated before he gets out of here. A genuine fear. Go with the flow for now, he reasons.

Roscoe has already informed Darrell, the offender will be better behaved if he gives him a new name. It helps the offender to understand that he has new living circumstances and that he must adjust to a new life for a while.

While the offender is standing there, Roscoe tells Darrell that he needs to name the offender. The offender speaks out, “Sir, my name is William.”

Roscoe reaches over to the handheld device Darrell is holding and shocks the ginger bear’s testicles. The offender lets out a bit of a howl! “Sir, I already have a name, it is William!”, the offender states again. Roscoe gives another ZAP, but this time it is more intense. The ginger bear doubles over and howls again.

Darrell tries to compromise and offers, “We will call you Willy! I like that name and it isn’t so different from William. It does sound a bit like a dick though, does it?” Darrell and Roscoe both laugh.

“Fuck you! Willy is a kid’s name. My name is William!”

This time, it is Darrell who ZAPS the offender’s balls. The offender cries out in pain. Darrell ZAPS again. The offender howls in pain again, his testicles feel like they are being hit with a stun gun. The electroshock causes the ginger bear to drop flat on his belly. Before the offender can catch his breath, Darrell ZAPS him again. The ginger bear screams out in pain. Before he gets hit again, he rolls onto his back and yells, “WILLY! MY NAME IS WILLY! I AM WILLY! WILLY! WILLY! WILLY!”

“Wonderful! Great job Darrell”, praises Roscoe. Darrell doesn’t say anything, just nods.

“Now that we all know your name is Willy,” Darrell says, “we can get you into the back of the truck to take you to your new home for the next six years. I think you will like my ranch. There is plenty of honest work to keep you busy. The years might fly by! And I look forward to having you as a ranch hand! You see, I didn’t bid for you by default. You are my first choice. I love the red hair you have all over your cute White beefy body!”

Ginger bear knew something like this was going to happen. OH, THE FUCK OF IT ALL! What is it about the Blacks that those kind of people like the blonds and the red heads? Ginger bear saw Darrell’s hard-on when he was eyeballing him at the stall. His expression was really a leer! Darrell’s dick was totally tenting the pants he had on. This isn’t such a surprise!

William has never had sexual activity with a Black person before. With other White guys, yes. Guys as well as White gals. His high school years were so fucking ‘horney’! He wanted his dick sucked off by anyone! Well, anyone close to his age and WHITE. Well, now it is going to be sucked off by a BLACK DUDE for the next six years. SHIT! FUCK! PISS!

They all head out to Roscoe’s truck. The offender is secured onto the bed of the truck in back. Roscoe has done this before and is prepared. Once at the ranch, Darrell shows the ginger bear his new bear den.

Darrell explains, “This little cabin is where you will be housed. It can be nice and warm during the winter. And there is a breeze that comes through to cool it off in the summer. Of course, you will be mostly naked during the warm weather season. That might help to keep you cool as well. There will be appropriate footwear for you. Your feet need to be protected on a ranch. Also, a hat to protect your head from the sun. Since your skin is so White, there will be plenty of sunscreen provided. I want to keep that snow white skin, well, you know, white. I think White skin is so lovely to look at, and besides, it helps to show your station as an offender, when I have associates over to the ranch.”

Darrell continues, “The cabin should be pleasant enough, once you clean it. I will allow you to have the next two days to pull it together. It needs to be swept out and the bedding washed. The inside toilet works. You have an outdoor shower, just outside the cabin. There is hot water! How about that? The shower faces my sunroom, so it will be easy for me to watch you get cleaned up. The sink is in what passes for a kitchen and there is mirror to one side so you can see yourself. Your beard shaver will be electric, once I purchase it. I don’t want you to have razor blades. And look over here, a rocker for you to sit, once you get ALL your work done. Meals will be provided. The more work you get done, the better the meals. Not enough work done, not enough meal. Get it?”

“Now Willy, there is one thing that I want to get out of the way right now. Otherwise, we will all be in a state of anticipation. You know, like the song in The Rocky Horror Picture Show? ‘Antici….pation’! “

“Oh really? What’s that?” the offender thinks that he might have to let this Black guy suck his dick. Well, he can close his eyes and think of someone White that he likes. That is the beauty of a blow job. Maybe he can request it be a double bagger. He sneers with humor at his thought.

Darrell instructs, “I want you to get down on all fours like a piggy. I am going to get the first time that I SODOMIZE you out of the way, this very first night.”

“THE FIRST TIME THAT YOU DO WHAT?!!!?”

ZAP! Willy crumbs to his knees. ZAP again. “I SAID, on all fours like a PIG! Like a nice plump pink PIGGY!”

Willy is in such pain that he can’t get up to run. In fact, he can’t really move. Now what?

Darrell hands the handheld control to Roscoe. The handheld control has been set up to work from the thumb print of either of the Black men. They have already discussed that Roscoe will ZAP the offender as needed to achieve compliance.

Darrell then begins to strip off his sweaty clothes. His white boxer briefs are stuck to his black butt with his sweat. They are stretched to the limit in the front. As he pushes them down, that Black donkey dick springs up, sticking straight out from his crotch. His foreskin has retracted. He takes a bottle of silicone lube out the cabinet by the bed and slicks up Willy’s hairless pink anus HOLE. Darrell inserts a finger up in there. The offender yips at the unwelcomed intrusion.

“Oh, Willy my boy, that isn’t pain!” And Darrell starts to slap his Black man meat on Willy, just above his butt crack. Whack, whack, whack! A good smack on the butt check with his hand, just for good measure.

Roscoe ZAPS Willy’s testicles again as a good reminder. The offender screams. Willy realizes he is on the losing end of this game. The sooner he takes it up the ass and gets his Overlord to cum, the sooner the electroshocks to his balls will stop.

William remembers all the joking the guys would do in the shower room in gym class. It was something like this “HEY, REMEMBER IF YOU DROP THE SOAP, TO PUSH OUT MAN! IT WILL HURT LESS!” All of us horney high school boys, bare butt and balls naked in the gang shower together, thought that this was HILARIOUS!

This isn’t a joke. He is going to get fucked in the butt. He knows he needs to push out.

Darrell slips two fingers into that hot pink anus hole. Willy feels how much it hurts and brings his head down to the floor and pushes out like he is going to take a big dump.

“Good! Good boy! Good boy Willy! This is going to work out just fine! Good boy! Just let your Black Overlord in the back door. Oversized deliveries in the rear, as they say!”

Darrell can’t believe his luck today. Such a deal this is! And he was reluctant to go to the Black Reparations Exposition. And now look! A perfectly wonderful outcome!

After some foreplay of stretching Willy’s pink butt hole, Darrell is way past ready to get some relief. He lubes up his donkey dick and starts the process of inserting it into Willy. Once he gets his uncut glans head fully into the pink hole, he places his Black hands onto Willy’s hip bones and begins to insert the rest of his BBC into his offender. “FUCK YA! NICE! NICE!”

Willy has tears squeezing out of his eye. Tears of pain and tears of shame. Why in the world did he get himself into this mess. Nothing has been accomplished. Nada. The BNWO is going to win. The BNWO has won.

Darrell’s dick of death is now in Willy almost up to his black balls. He is slowly thrusting away. It seems like suddenly, Willy’s body language changes. Willy relaxes more and is gently moaning. This isn’t Darrell’s first rodeo. He knows he is stimulating Willy’s prostate gland. Oh man, that must feel good. A very large, rock-hard dick against the prostate. Darrell reaches underneath Willy and releases the chastity device. He then presses one of his hands up against where the stimulated prostate is located, driving his hard dick up alongside Willy’s prostate. WHAM-O! Willy reacts to that! Yikes, listen to that ginger bear moan!

This is getting to be all too much for Darrell. He has had way too much excitement for one day. To use an overused expression, Darrell ‘PUMPS HIS LOAD’ of Black DNA spermatozoa deep into the offender’s lily-White ass! When Darrell finally pulls out, there is a glob spurt of semen that pops out with it, since Willy is still pushing out as hard as he can.

Roscoe is totally watching this action. He can’t hardly believe his eyes when Willy convulses into orgasm and shoots his biohazard Caucasian DNA spunk onto the dirty wooden floor. Somehow, Willy has not yet had a vasectomy, so there is active sperm swimming around in that jiz shot. That is, if the electrical ZAPS haven’t fried the biohazard sperms to a crisp.

Both Willy and Darrell are lying on the floor and breathing super hard trying to catch their breath.

Once they are calmed down a bit, Roscoe askes, “Can I come over sometimes and FUCK Willy too? You made it look like so much fun!”

Darrell looks up and smiles at his new best friend forever Roscoe and tells him, “Well, of course you can! But ONLY for the next SIX YEARS!”

The two Black male friends start laughing and do a fist bump to seal the deal!

End of story.