Date: Wed, 3 Jul 2013 23:36:54 -0400
From: Kurt Walker <king.kinght@hotmail.com>
Subject: Another White Slave

     Below is a story of fantasy.  Any relationship between
the characters in this story and real people is purely
coincidental.  This story DOES NOT involve underage
children, teens, or women of any age or type.  The term
"boy" herein refers to a male servant of adult age only.


     I knew owning white boys would be enjoyable and
profitable.  I already owned two.  Both know their place;
naked, barefeet, and begging.  I keep their pasty white
asses naked every hour of every day.  I love seeing their
pale ass, rosy assholes, pink tits, and their small pink
cocks as they cook for me, crawl for me, suck and lick for
me - and spread their cheeks for me - opening their cracks
so I can plow their tight rosebud holes.  Oh . . . but my
favorite is making them lick and suck, and fuck, and eat
each other.  Neither is into white boys but they close their
eyes and do each other to please me and I make them do
everything.  Hell, there is nothing better than seeing two
white boys do each other.
     I found the first of them in one of our secret clubs.
How he found our organization is still a mystery.  Unlike
mainstream Black or white gay bars, the Black Gods keep our
organization hidden.  We have scouts who search the city
offering invitations to a very select few.  Only after a
potential is fully investigated does our scout approach him
with an invitation of servitude.  If the potential accepts,
it leaves behind everything, his job, friends, and life.
Blindfolded, it is taken to one of our indoctrination
centers, stripped, whipped, and initiated into the Truth.
Only after it takes the ancient Oath, does it earn a new
name.  It can no longer work nor have contact with anyone
from its past life.  Above all, it remains naked and
barefeet at all times.  Don't misunderstand.  Our slaves are
well kept, cared for, and protected.  There is nothing they
could need that they would not have.  We supply them with
everything they need to lose all inhibitions and become what
they really want to be.
     My other slave sought me out through the internet.  He
found the Black Gods and wrote everyday hoping to be
accepted.  I invited him into the Organization.  On his
first night in the club I handcuffed him, tied him down,
spanked him, beat him, fucked him, whored him, and he did it
all.  He became my favorite until my other cracker showed
that he is willing to do all that and more.  Together I rent
them to other members of the Gods.  You can't believe how
much money can be made off one white cocksucker, let alone
two.
     But now it is time to get a third slave.  The club
called with a new set of potentials.  Since my slaves know
what I like and what I expect, I decided to take them along
to find and break in a new cock.  I might be easily charmed
by a new pale ass but my boys won't fall so easily for a new
white ass.  They are the best critics of a new fair-haired
cock.  When we arrived at the club, there were rows of new
naked white cocks.  I followed my slaves as they inspected
each one.  "His tits are too small, he has a fat white ass,"
they criticized each potential until I came upon a red-
haired young man and stopped.  My boys immediately went to
work criticizing him and calling him names but this one . .
. I want him.  I know when I get him home my slaves will
want to work him over good, break him in and use him.  He
glances up from the floor for a second and grins.  He knows
what I want and he wants it too.


     If you enjoyed this story, let me know at
king.kinght@hotmail.com.  Maybe there will be a conclusion
or squeal.