Date: Tue, 20 Sep 2011 14:39:09 -0700 (PDT) From: D.O. Subject: Sissy Gets A Black Master 3 (A Filmed Humiliation) (TG, Interracial) Sissy Missy Gets A Black Master -- Filmed Humiliation By D.O. celliophonic@yahoo.com So here I am, a mid-thirties white guy, reasonably attractive and even had some success with the ladies. Now however, I am the lady or gurl, as Black Master calls me. I am following his orders to smile for the webcam before I perform analingus on him, again. I try my best to smile, but I'm certain my tear-streaked face is a mess and I'm sure I look like shit. But it must be done and so I force a smile. My hands are cuffed behind my back and I can't move my arms; I am completely at his mercy. "Yeah, smile real purtty for the camera, slut. Such a sexy gal, getting ready to dive right back into my asshole, huh? Yeah, that's right..." I tearfully look into the camera as commanded, feeling the last vestige of maleness seep out of me. I am his now, his bitch. I hate it, but I need it so bad. What is happening to me? "Time for dinner, girlie! You got five hundred plus motherfuckers looking to watch you eat me out. Start fucking eating my fucking manhole! Now!" He slides down just a little more, adjusting his angle and then shoves my head down. I can smell the musky, earthy scent of his ass as my nose burrows into him. My mouth begins to water and I realize I want to eat him out. God is this what my life has come to? Dressed like a sissy, using all my wiles to get my mouth back onto my Black Master's asshole so I can tongue-fuck him? Jesus Christ, I should be fucking ashamed of myself......and I am. But nevertheless, I waste no time in digging my licker back into Master's bunger. God he tastes terrible, yet I am slavering all over his hole, devouring the flavor of his back passage as if I hadn't had food for days. He tastes fucking awful, or does he? I am aware of a change in my thought process at this moment. Even though it tastes a bit like feces, I so badly want this, I desire that taste and I am now on the hunt for it. "Ohh fuck yeah, faggot! You like that bitch? You like eating your Master's butthole? Like the taste of me on your tongue and lips? Huh sweetie? Show the audience, my peeps, how much you love this shit, pansy! How you love eating nigger ass! Fuck you are a good little faggot ass-eater, aren't you? Shit..." I managed to glance sideways at the monitor and could see that the camera was right there for a nice personal close-up. If you were watching, you could see the wetness of my mouth as I made out with Master's nether lips. I pulled back for a second, gasping for breath and was met with a swift slap across my face. "I tell you to stop, bitch? Fuck no I didn't! Keep eating, sissy! You ain't done up in there yet, you fucking twat!" I quickly moved back in, stabbing my licker into Master's pink hole, now slick with my spit. I didn't want to risk his true wrath again. Oh God this was so fucking nasty, so fucking not something I could ever have envisioned doing. And yet now I could scarcely get enough of it. I took a deep sniff and somehow this submissive act seemed so right, so primal. Something men had been doing for each other for millennia. Shit, I wasn't a man though. I was a fucking sissy faggot cunt whore. Just a piece of pussy for Master. Somehow, I had to get that through my head. Not a man, just a sissy missy fag-boi. "Yeah you fuckers watching this shit? This fucking faggot is all up in my shit! Damn this little prissy loves the taste of my ass, I can tell. You fuckers out there see how deep she is in my asshole? Course you do! You motherfuckers are paying good money to see this shit! Look up at me bitch." I did as Master bade and found myself looking directly into the webcam, and I felt myself turn beet red. Christ, I don't want to be seen doing this shit. "Oh what, you're embarrassed now, Dani? Now you get some inhibitions? Too late for you faggot! Everyone knows you're an ass-eating maggot! Not good for anything but jamming your tongue up my poop chute, sucking my cock and taking my fuck load. Heh, heh." He chuckled, a laugh devoid of mirth but full of the knowledge that he had a useless white, formerly male worm under his thrall. What could I say? What would I dare do? Nothing. Exactly nothing. I didn't want to get beat up. Didn't want to go to the police. "Hey the poll results are coming in. Looks like your audience wants you to work on my balls next. Nice! That's what I was planning on anyway, bitch! Then you can move onto ball-tonguing. You better fucking eat me out good, girlie! These folks didn't pay thirty bucks to watch you just licking around the rim. Get up in there, cunt!" I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Black Master had told me earlier that we had over five hundred viewers. If he was charging them thirty dollars each......? Holy shit, that was over fifteen grand, in one night just like that. With almost no production costs, no overhead cause he was using my house and my equipment. Jesus, I really was a fucking whore for him. Not only could he use me for sex and domestic needs, but I was basically paying him to control every aspect of my life. I sighed, perhaps resigned to my fate. I felt like I had no control of anything, no choice but to please this man and pray that I did not disappoint him. I did not want to risk his wrath again, so I dug my tongue up into his asshole as far as I could go, delving as deep as I had ever gone. Maybe it was deeper, who could tell? I sucked on my master, tasting his manly funk and loving it. I slobbered all over his pucker, enjoying the way it snapped around my licker, trying to trap it and truth be told, I would not have fought staying in this moment forever. Somehow, this incredible man had awoken my most primal urges of submission and forced me to acknowledge them. By compelling me... nay allowing me...to make out with his sexy hind lips, he had (apparently) turned me into a cowering, mewling white sissy cunt who only had hunger or desire for his cock, balls and asshole. I started back into the present at the sound of his voice. "Shit yeah, that's a good faggot. Yeah... That's a good gurl, Dani. My little sissy missy faggot bitch. Yeah, look at the camera. You love that shit dontcha, sweetie? Show us how much you love eating my poop chute. Yeah...just like I'm you're fucking prom date, just smooching a pretty gal." He paused for a second, shifting the camera around. "You mofo's see all that shit? You like sissy Dani eatin' my manhole? Well that's good, cause she likes it too. She a true ass-eating, ball-licking, cock-sucking prissy faggot princess. Born to worship the Black Man. Drooling all over her sexy little corset, trying to keep her little faggot clitty from getting any harder than it already is. Yeah......she loves this fuckin' shit! Pull your bitch face up here, sissy. Yeah. Look at that shit, fuckin' slobber and ass juice all over her face, mascara running all over...this bitch loves to eat out her Master." It was true and I knew it. I jumped as Black Master set the webcam back down on the table next to him with a heavy slam. Again he spoke to the audience. "Well that's it for tonight bitches! Sissy Dani really enjoyed entertaining you with her tongue up my shitter, but she is fucking wrecked and she's got to be ready for tomorrow night: cock and ball devotion. My cock and balls. Prissy faggot gonna take my snake right down her throat......whether she wants to or not. I'll mos def feed her; perhaps I'll breed her as well. Hmmm. I love options. Same time tomorrow fuckers... Eventually folks, I'm gonna have cameras installed all over this house, so you can watch her anytime she's not at work. She ain't allowed to have pussy or jerk off and if she does, I want to know about it. This faggot cunt has signed over her life to me. " With that he shut off the webcam and gave me a quick slap. "That was real good sissy. Real good. You ate my bunghole like it was your fuckin' dinner. That's what my paying customers want to see." I shuddered as I imagined the future perversions Black Master surely had in store for me."Heh, heh you're a pretty little faggot sissy aren't you? What a fucking pansy bitch! Just another white prissy queer begging for a black man to take control of his life... Well that's how things are for you now, faggot! I control your life. You're a fucking woman for me now. You dress how I tell you; you eat and drink what I tell you; you suck and fuck what I tell you; you perform on camera when I tell you......" He seemed to tail off for a moment and I was uncertain of just where his thought process was going. He roughly turned me around and undid the handcuffs. I rubbed my sore wrists, trying to soothe them a bit. "I'm horny now, sissy Dani. Get into my bedroom and have those panties off and be buns up, face in the pillow when I walk in there. Do it now faggot!" I hurriedly jumped up to comply to my Master's order, still not sure why I did it, nor why I was continuing to allow this to happen. Was this what I wanted? I wondered these thoughts even as I slipped my slutty whore panties down my smooth legs and assumed the position Master demanded. I had little time with my thoughts. Within a minute of me kneeling on the bed Master was there; I could hear him moving around behind me and felt so open and exposed, kneeling naked before him with my naked ass available to his sight and touch. I jumped as Master slapped my buns hard. "Yeah that's nice faggot. Gonna fuck your bitch pussy hard and raw. Heh heh I know you prefer my normal gentle self right? Like when I make sweet sensual love to you, like I would a woman?" I was confused by his words, distracted by his weight settling in behind me, his hands roving over my buttocks. I started again as he slapped me again, harder this time. "Speak up faggot! Do you want your Master to make love to you or FUCK you? Huh bitch?" I began to cry again, emotion overtaking me as the power of his words rolled over me, crushing me with their finality. "I...I w...want M...Master to... t...to FUCK my sissy cunt! Make m...me into the b...bitch I deserve to be! A f...fucking f...faggot bitch!" "You got it sissy Dani! You fucking faggot!" With that I felt the immense pressure on my sphincter as Master jabbed into me. He was not gentle with me, and deep down I knew I did not want him to be. He took my hole in one hard, even thrust. I arched my back to take all of his fuck even as a scream of pain was ripped from my throat. I hate and love the feeling when Master penetrates into my guts, invading my bowels, turning my once private and intimate spot into a nest for his cock, a womb for his seed. "Yeah sissy! Take that shit faggot! Ahhh yeah! Fucking tight-ass pussy! Fuck yeah!" Master was hollering and bellowing like a beast in heat as he rutted inside me, turning my innards into nothing but a scorching, spasming canal meant to massage his manhood. I was nothing but a fuckdoll for him and his bestial fuck instinct. I was screaming out as the agony and ecstasy shot through the entirety of my rectal tract and the feeling of Master filling me so completely, owning my body made my toes curl and my guts melt in rapture. "Ohhhhhhh Master! I...I love it! I...love...YOU! Fuck me and m...make me your bitch forever!" "I know you love me faggot! A slave slut should always love her Master! Good gurl! Now get fucking ready for my thick fucking load Danni! Gonna breed that fucking pussy!" I arched back up into him, screaming out my wanton lust even as Master arched forward, burying himself as deep inside me as he could go and then emptying the sticky sap from his heavy, manly nuts in my nether slit. We both groaned out deeply as we felt the proof of his breeding, wet and hot, his man jizz sluicing into my slick guts, coating my bowels. He collapsed on top of me, both of us gasping for air, our breathing coming hard. I didn't cum that time, but Master's nut is all I worry about and, besides there was plenty of time for me to have a gurlgasm; Master fucked me twice more over the night. I gave myself up to him without question as he made me his sissy Dani. Best, D.O. celliophonic@yahoo.com http://groups.yahoo.com/group/bestbbcstories/