Date: Mon, 22 Aug 2011 22:48:39 -0700 (PDT)
From: - - <einreise@yahoo.com>
Subject: Black Cock Warning - Part 18

I find myself once again on the floor, dripping cum from every hole, having
serviced a crowd of black men. But this time my lust for black cock was
witnessed first hand by Steven. Would he come back and help free me from
this black brothel I was trapped in, becoming a complete black cock whore,
turning into a bitch for black cock with every passing day? I was unsure of
what he would do or if he would ever come back. All I could hope for is
that he really enjoyed fucking me and would want to do it again. That would
give me another chance to talk to him and try to convince him.

The weeks passed and no sign of Steven. I was starting to get worried he
would never return. In the meantime, I continued my bitchification to black
cock. I was a hopeless case. I woke up in the morning with my ass throbbing
for black cock. No matter how much cock I took, I wanted more. I was
completely addicted to it, and this place was feeding my addiction every
day, and making it worse! I was starting to want to stay for the black
cock, but somewhere inside me I knew I wanted to get out and be free of
this addiction. I was a hopeless addict and I was losing more and more
control as the days went by.

My life in the club continued the same as usual. Party after party of black
men to entertain. Black cock and balls to drain daily. I was fucked seven
days a week, and I needed it! The boss was always inventing new ways to
make money, and one day he thought of making a glory hole feature in the
club. He cut holes in one of the walls of the club and several of us
bitches had to man them. Whenever anyone wanted a blow job, they just paid
the bartender $10 and stuck their cock through the hole. I waited on the
other side and sucked cock after cock. I sat on a small stool and waited
for the next cock to slide through the hole. We had two hour shifts, and
depending on the night, we could suck a lot of black cock! As usual, I
would end the evening covered in cum. What I couldn't swallow just
dripped down my chin and down my chest. As usual, the sight and taste of a
throbbing black cock sticking through the glory hole made my mouth water
and my own cock hard as a rock. It seemed that I had come full circle. I
started out this story with me sucking a black cock for the first time in a
glory hole, and now I ended up sucking who knows how many black cocks on an
almost daily basis.

Some of us bitches who worked in the club were better than others at taking
big black cocks, especially in the mouth. There was this new guy who
sucked! Excuse the pun! He couldn't take cock down his throat and when
the guys wanted him to deep throat it, he would gag and choke and pull
away, leaving the customer hard and frustrated. This was definitely a no no
at the club. When the boss found out about this, he invented a new
device. At first it started out as a punishment for the bitch who
couldn't take cock. It was meant as a training device. A large hole was
cut into the wall, the size of a human head, so that you could place your
head against the wall and your face would stick through to the other side,
but your head would not go through the wall completely. The edges of the
hole were padded with a type of umpire mask, except there was nothing
covering the face, only padding on the side to cushion the face from the
edge of the wall. You placed your face into the hole and then the back of
your head was strapped to the wall, so it was impossible to pull away. The
device was meant to help train those bitches who couldn't deep
throat. It turned out to be very popular with the black clientele of the
club and it was quickly named the facefuck hole. It was like a glory hole
except that the client could facefuck the bitch in the device to his hearts
content, because the bitch's head was held in place by the strap around
the back of his head. It became so popular, the boss started charging
$20. Ten dollars for the regular glory hole, and $20 for the facefuck
hole. It became so popular that all the bitches had to pull facefuck hole
duty in 30 minute shifts. It was too intense to take longer shifts. Nobody
wanted to pull facefuck duty, so there was a system set up whereby the
bitches who produced the least that night would have to pull facefuck duty
the next day. And the boss of course had the right to make anyone pull
facefuck duty for any reason. Whenever he was displeased with anyone, they
would get facefuck hole time.

People lined up for facefuck hole. So much so, that the regular glory holes
were virtually empty. When the boss realized this, he turned almost all the
holes into facefuck holes and we were all required to do facefuck
rotation. By this time, I was so addicted to black cock that I found myself
getting hard and cumming from the facefucks I took. Even with my head
strapped to a wall, my mouth forced to take black cock after black cock
deep in my throat, I managed to get hard and would spontaneously cum
without ever touching myself.

One time, one of the bitches gagged so badly on a huge black cock that he
managed to pull his head out of the strap by using this hands to push on
the wall. The boss fixed that problem by reinforcing the straps around our
heads and tying our hands behind our backs so we could not use them to push
free even under the most strenuous gagging. This was really the ultimate
humiliation and submission to black cock. Imagine kneeling on the floor
with your hands tied behind your back and your head strapped to a wall so
that your face is sticking through to the other end. Then imagine having to
suck black cock after black cock, being facefucked as forcefully as the
black guy wants to and you helpless to do anything but gag or take it deep
down your throat. I could feel the black cocks sliding past my open lips
and down my throat. The cock head opening my throat with every thrust, and
when they came, they would shoot their cum directly down my throat and into
my stomach. I could feel the spurts of hot black cum hitting my throat and
sliding down. The cocks were usually so far down my throat I was even
unable to swallow, or it was unnecessary to swallow because the cock head
was past the point of swallowing.

Some guys liked to stick their big black cocks deep into my throat, holding
it there. My mouth open as wide as it would go, my nose crushed into the
funky pubic hairs, huge black balls up against my chin. They would hold
their cocks in place for long periods and I had to breathe through my nose,
forced to breathe in the musky smell of black cock and balls, a smell that
has penetrated directly into my brain and which I cannot ever forget. A
smell that contributed to making me even more addicted to black cock. While
on facefuck duty, I would constantly breathe in air filtered by black cock
and pubic hairs. At times I found myself wanting to smell a black cock up
close, needing the musk of a black man to penetrate deep into my brain and
intoxicate me with black cock. It was like crack to me! Facefuck duty had
turned from a punishment into a need. I craved having a black cock deep
down my throat, pubes grinding into my face and taking deep breaths of
black cock musk. One day when I was taking a cock just like I described, I
realized I had been turned into a complete black cock whore. A total junkie
for black cock. I was being facefucked by countless black men, their cum
forced down my throat, and all I could do was breathe in deeply their black
cock musk. I was high on it!