A Weird Story

Nikki's response was total she went to him, into him, gave him what he wanted, and she was more than lovingly grateful for all he gave her back. Which amounted to thick black heavy meat, heavy balls, filled with magnetic cum. A solid, muscular powerful frame, Nikki had all she needed, a black man who could fuck her, screw her, and take her when he wanted to take her.

Her mind disappeared into nowhere, or was it into the darkness she now knew? Her climaxes knocked her balance askew, it was like having vertigo. She didn't know what was up, what was down any more, the bottom from the top, her head from her heels. Where she was, the room was spinning continuously, all she knew was that she was undergoing the most horrendously wonderful cums she had ever had, and they included the ones she had thought could never be topped ever again.

She got her senses back somehow, her head was still spinning, her pussy was on black fire, her body was black singed, burnt, almost to a cinder. It was about then that she understood herself at last, her mind locked on to it. She needed black on her, in her, around her, and everywhere else in between!

Nikki settled on the fact that Obi was the one, the one she would go back to, the one she would look to for guidance. But the fact that Tom had just screwed her mad, and made her cum so hard, reinforced her new belief, which was. If she got black cock in her, or possibly just black skin on her, or over her, she would go to it.

As Nikki was pondering this new revelation about herself Obi was making another call.

"Hello Anna, it's me, Obi," he said pleasantly, he had the highest regard for this woman. She was the only one who had the nerve, and get away with it, to tell him like it was. Even to tell him she thought he was wrong about something, and to get on and change it.

"Obi," she breathed, she had Vics cock secured in between her teeth at the time. "What can I do for you honey?"

"Nikki, Viccy boys wife will be there within the hour to collect her things, can you make sure hubby isn't there when she does, I want her in and out ASAP."

"No problem Obi, consider it done, but he might not be back for a day or two either. I'm considering keeping him, but it might take me a day or two to make my mind up, you okay with that?" There was a silence on the phone for a few moments, Anna waited, she wouldn't repeat herself.

"Can you have him back to work by Wednesday 10am that suit you?" he said.

"That will work just fine Obi, thank you, love ya baby!" she said, and put her phone away. "Right Viccy boy, we are going out, but I suppose I'll have to get you ready too hey?" she smiled knowingly at him. Vic had no idea what she was smiling about. He had been party to her side of the conversation, but didn't realise it was he whom had been the subject of it.

He looked at her expectantly, thinking he would be untied, he was wrong. She went to find clothes for him, and brought back trousers, socks, shoes, shirt, and an overcoat, even though it as still summer. But first she delved into her purse and got out a shimmering, what looked like to him, gold chain, it had a loop on one end and a small clip like device.

She waved it at him, he saw it but hadn't a clue what it was, Anna sat on his legs; this prevented any posturing by him when he realised what it might be. She lifted his cock, then his balls, and dropped the loop over them both. Then she snagged it until it was fitting tightly, but comfortably around his nether regions.

She followed this by fitting a small but expensive lock to the ring; this prevented it from slipping open. The remainder of the chain, which was about one foot in length, and had a 2" T bar at the end, dangled down from the back of, and underneath of, his balls. That was when he guessed he had been fitted with a kind of chastity chain?

Anna slid the trousers on to him, then with a pair of women's nail scissors she poked a hole in them and fed the chain through it. She completed dressing him, fastened the zip and stood him up, the chain dangled down between his legs nearly to his knees. With his arms still tied to his sides, she put the shirt on, tucked it in along with the empty sleeves, fastened the buttons, put the over coat on him, and fastened that.

"Now Viccy boy," she told him, "we are going for a ride, the chain around your balls and cock are for my control, if you get uppity, cause a scene, disobey me then this," and she tugged the T bar hard, Vic fell to his knees in pain, "will happen, got it?" She helped him up, she had already dressed, put her heels on and the stunningly beautiful black woman towered over him.

Anna tipped his chin up to her, put her arms around him, kissed him softly, and very passionately, and said softly into his mouth. "I won't have any trouble with you will I Viccy boy?"

"No no no Anna, not one bit, and I won't cause you trouble anywhere, I'll do everything you tell me," he wanted nothing more than to be with her, wherever she went.

"Good," she said, "I would hate to have to pass you back to Obi and Tom for any reason?" her gorgeous eye brow raised to him. This frightened him now, simply because he didn't know what that actually meant.

"Come on then," she said, let's go, "we won't be back for a while but you don't need anything, you won't be going anywhere when I have you in my home and under lock and key!" This was intended to ensure he would behave himself, what it did do was give Vic a heart racing jolt of sheer delight, to be under her control was something he liked, and fervently hoped would continue.

She led him out by the chain, 'might as well get him used to some things he'll encounter later, if he makes the grade,' she reminded herself with a smile. But she had high hopes for Viccy boy, and her reason for keeping on calling him Viccy boy was for subservience, he was the best she had met by a long way.

And the best thing about was, he was white, not many men give themselves over to black women, some do, but not in the way Viccy boy seemed to be shaping up. She drove him to her home, it was opulent to say the least, Anna could afford almost anything she wanted now.

They were met at the door by a dark skinned maid, as cute as a button, about 5ft tall. "Hi Ellie," Anna said cheerfully, "this is Viccy boy, he going to be staying with us for a couple of days, take him up please, and prepare him okay?"

"Yes maam," the young girl said, she took the chain and led him off, wanting to or not, he went, he had to. Vic was thinking what, prepare him, meant. Upstairs she removed his clothing, but left the chain and ropes attached. She played with his cock and balls, he tried to resist, turn away, but a sharp tug on the chain got his attention and he stood still.

What also amazed him was, the young black girl hadn't batted an eye about him being tied up, and a gold chain around his cock and balls. She teased him until he responded, he tried not to, but again, watching, he could make his eyes look elsewhere. He was fascinated to see her tiny Black Hand sliding up and down his growing shaft.

"On the bed," she ordered pointing to it. Vic climbed on knees first, and flopped down and rolled onto his back, ready now for anything done to him and for him. Then the girl, tossed him off at speed, his body stiffened in readiness for the ejaculation he now knew was about to happen.

She stopped, looked at him, and said, "If you cum, maam say I have to rip your balls off, so unless you want to feel pain you can't imagine, don't cum!" She restarted her jacking off, in her eyes the warning was do it, and you'll suffer. Vic bit his lip, sang songs to himself, thought about football, work, anything not to cum.

He succeeded for as long as possible, then with a wailing cry, his cum spouted into the air to fall on his chest. He immediately begged for forgiveness, how sorry he was. I'm a worthless fool, not worthy and a waste of time. The girl smiled, gave the chain a reasonably hefty tug. It made him howl with fear.

Then she said, "Maam will be pleased with you, you are a good boy!" and she got up and left him there, cum watering down and running off him. He stayed where he was, if he got up what would he do? Vic was as happy as he had ever been; marrying Nikki had been the highlight of his life. But nothing, nothing would ever, could ever compare to this.

The feeling of being, er, he pondered, then clang, he knew. The feeling of being owned, controlled, and taught, and by the most incredibly beautiful woman he had met, Anna! Tears formed in his eyes, he didn't want this to end, no matter what she says, no matter what she does to me. I want to be here with her, wherever she goes, whatever she does, I want to be a part of it. She can do what she wants, how she wants, and when she wants, as long as I'm there. Even if I get the shitty end of the stick, he told himself with complete certainty. I WANT TO BE THERE!

Anna came in, she smiled at him, "Ellie told me you were a good boy Viccy, is that true?" He nodded his head, he didn't trust himself to speak, then she saw the wetness in his eyes. "Tell me why there are tears in your eyes Viccy, come on," she commanded.

"Anna, I have only known you such a short while, but," he gulped, for control. "I don't want to leave you, I want to be here, or there, or anywhere, but I want to be with you. I don't care what you do to me, as long as it's me you do it to, please?" he was croaking with emotion.

Anna decided to put him to the test, she put a ball gag in his mouth and set about hurting him, not badly, but enough for him to change his mind if he decided to. The chain got tugged many times, she nipped his nipples, nipped his balls, bit his cock. Slapped his face, dragged him into the bathroom, made him lie down in the shower tray and pissed on him.

Then she handed him over to Ellie who continued his torment, and continually sexually abusing him, a vibrator was shoved up his ass, she jacked him, Anna sat on his face, "cum if you dare Viccy, one little bit and you will fear pain. He didn't, even though his prick was ready to split, not once did he give in sexually, but he gave into everything else and so more than willingly.

He woke up on the bed alone, again, he never moved, he didn't need to. He could feel the pain, the bruising, the aching of his cock and balls, the soreness in his ass. But Vic felt alive, he didn't care if he was never freed again, as long as it was Anna who had him captured and imprisoned.

Ellie walked in, "Good morning Viccy boy," she said, "how are you today, feeling a little stiff hmmmm?" He nodded, he daren't speak. "Maam says to get you ready, am I going to have any bother with you at all?" Vic nearly shook his head off saying no! "Good boy," she finished, then she untied him, took him into the shower and washed him top to toe, her hands toying with him as she went.

She dried him, powdered him, "maam wants you to smell nice and be clean," she told him. Then taking the chain she led him downstairs and into the sitting room. Anna was sat at the table having breakfast, she pointed to the floor at her side, Ellie pushed him forward. He stood there, Ellie tugged the chain hard downwards and he dropped to his knees.

"Now Viccy boy," Anna said, "this will be your place when I am at the table, do you have a problem with that?" she asked kindly.

"No Anna, not at all," he answered, the last thing he wanted to do was upset her.

"In the house Viccy boy," she said, "you will call me maam at all times unless I tell you otherwise, do you have a problem with that?" she asked kindly again.

"No A...maam!" he told her sagely.

"In the house Viccy boy, you will answer to the name of Vickie, or Victoria, do you have a problem with that?"

"No maam, none at all," he told her. This is all sounding good for me, do as I'm told, obey her every instruction and I'm in! He told himself happily.

"If you step out of line, insult or don't treat my friends respectfully you will be punished, by me or by Ellie, do you have a problem with that Victoria?" she asked softly.

"No maam, none at all," he answered truthfully.

She rose from the table and stood over him, he gazed in utter awe as the fabulous black beauty towered over him. "In time Victoria, you will become more enmeshed with me and the way I do things. You will answer to me for all your dealings, misguided or otherwise. I will decide your future, you fate will be in my hands. Are you prepared to give yourself up to me totally, this is a one way answer, there will be no going back from here, it's a straight yes, or no, understand?"

Vic thought long and hard, then said, "Yes maam, I will, I will never intentionally embarrass you or let you down, if I do then I will accept gratefully whatever you decide, I swear, please believe me. I can't think of anything I would rather do maam." Now it was his turn to wait, he was anxious in case she didn't believe him. Anna patted his head and said, "Welcome to my home Victoria, I am pleased to have you as my new bottom, Ellie, please take him away, you know what to do?" She dismissed a deliriously happy Vic.

"Yes maam," she too was delighted, it would mean him getting some of the ass thrashings that she got, and maybe, she would be allowed to dish them out too. In the kitchen, she tied his wrists to the table legs and he had to stand there. Ellie inserted a thick butt plug, then tied his knees together, so he couldn't get it out. He winced in pain and discomfort, but endured it, not knowing what was on its way.

She made breakfast in silence, but she was singing in her lovely head, then she fed him, occasionally tugging the chain, or slapping his ass. Vic loved the pain and the chastisement. When Ellie finished, she cleaned up, never speaking to him, then walked away leaving him.

He thought he heard her come back, it was Anna, he heard scraping on the floor behind him, he couldn't see much of her at all no matter how far he twisted his neck, and all he received were more slaps and telling him o keep still. Anna was wearing a strap on dildo, the strap on was fully greased; she untied his knees for which he was grateful, until she tied each one to the table legs too.

Anna pulled the butt plug out, Vic was now wide open to the unexpected and totally surprising attack on his ass. He felt her arms go around him, she lovingly caressed his chest, felt his cock and balls, she kissed and softly bit his neck. "Oh A... maam, this is so good, I'm so happy maam, please don't stop, please," he told her. Anna moved slightly away from him, bent her knees, looked down, pointed the thick half solid dildo at his ass and thrust up.

He screamed out in utter pain, his ass was on fire, he was being cleaved in two, and Anna was all in a heartbeat later. Her grip on him tightened, he tried to twist away, it was fruitless, worthless. The solid oak table never moved an inch. Anna with one hand pulled the chain away from him; this kept him right in place. Then she began to fuck him, in and out, up and down, she was relentless, this was his last proper test, if he got past this, then she would have him and keep him.

His head dropped in submission, she let go of the chain and picked his balls up instead. Vic moaned, pain and thrill, agony and excitement, coursed through him, it was a mixture he was unable to separate and deny. He was bent forward now, totally at her will, and utter compliance. She fucked him forever, her own stamina lasted but eventually waned and she had to stop.

Vic was completely subdued, resistance broken, there was no more, in truth there hadn't been much, and it had long gone. Anna was the mistress of all he was, and it was willingly given over to her. She hadn't really had to take it, but it was done now, Anna had her man!

"Ellie," she called, "see to him please, put him to bed, and apply some cream okay?"

"Yes maam," she untied him and took him up, Vic could only hobble after her. When she saw his still gaping ass, she thought, 'Wow, she really has given him the works hasn't she, he must be worth it, or she wouldn't have done it this good.' She tied his wrists to his sides, tucked him into bed, told him to go to sleep and she would see him later. He did exactly as he was told.

Nikki was in the house with Obi's driver, a hulking black man, 'Oh God,' Nikki thought, 'what if he...?' she shuddered. He was about 6ft 8" a huge man, 'I wonder if his black thing matches the rest of him?' She giggled quietly to her mind. In her bedroom, he got her, just took her, lifted her skirt, bent the beautiful blond over her dresser, held her down with one hand and fucked her. His prick was a matching member to his hulking body; he split her in half nearly. She came, she had to, there was no resistance to him or it. Opening her blouse after he had screwed her wildly and quite roughly, he sucked her nipples nearly off her body.

Then he kissed her tightly, and said, "Not one word to Mr Obi maam, there would be consequences," it was all he said, but she got the warning. Nikki, if she hadn't known, or didn't know, then she did now. All she had to do was be near a big black prick and her insides would melt and she would want it in her. She hurriedly cleaned her tender pussy and herself up, finished packing wondering where Vic was, 'he has a right to know we are done, finished,' she told herself, not knowing it already was.

Things gathered, her and the driver left, he was already thinking of the fun he would have with her when he had her on her own, which would be reasonably often. Tom had nodded his head to him and tipped him the wink, go for it, it had said. Tom would have no compunction at all of screwing the beautiful blond, and of letting their driver have fun too, even if it was behind Obi's back!

The driver had picked up Nikki's wedding photos as instructed, and looking at them he saw two more beautiful blondes, one a bridesmaid, and the other he guessed was the bride's mother, so the younger one could possibly be the bride's sister, elder or younger, maybe even a twin, he thought.

He knew Obi and Tom would be more than interested in both of the women, and it would be he who did the investigating of them, and the possible rendering of them into the fold. If Nikki was like she was, a converted super black cock slut, then there was more than a good chance that these two women may be like that too. And it would fall to him to find out, his heavy black cock thudded in his trousers and he gave Nikki in the back seat a very thoughtful glance, he considered stopping on the way back, but thought better of it. 'Don't rock your boat laddie,' he told himself.

He found out in three weeks who the women were and where, one was Nikki's mother, a very lovely 40 odd year old divorcee, and still looking for the new Mr right apparently, that was according to Nikki. Darren, the driver decided to find out on Obi and Tom's behalf whether he or one of them, were. The younger bridesmaid turned out to be Nikki's twin, engaged to be married in three months, she would become his first target, wanting to get her if he could before she married.

Nikki became more settled, and got used to being fucked by Obi, Tom, and the driver, and a couple of others too, unbeknown to either Tom or Obi, and one of them being Darren, the drivers 18 year old son, he fucked her like a rabbit every time he got her. Victoria became what God had intended him to be, Anna's bottom, and he was the happiest man alive, even when he was punished for some misdemeanour or other.