Date: Tue, 9 Feb 2010 00:38:28 -0800 (PST)
From: pat roberts <philip_effiong@yahoo.com>
Subject: Ebony High 9

Ebony High 9


Thierry:
 The Hidden Cameras


In Principal Musonda's study where he plans to watch events unfold with two
influential young African businessmen, things had been going to plan.
Kamal (the black lover of Thierry's Dad) has set up the video system and
the cameras in Room 30, and tested everything. The all important fucking
platform in Room 30 had been repositioned slightly by Adebayo who was being
paid a small salary as Assistant Director. Above all they wanted good
close-ups of action on Thierry's butt-hole from camera 2. "If you place him
right I should be able to zoom on close on his ass" he had told Bayo, "and
tell your guys to try to keep his balls and cock pulled backwards and his
legs well apart for the camera to get in. Adebayo said he would do his best
as long as the boys didn't get over excited and move Thierry out of camera.

Adebayo and Kamal agreed that the first session would take place at the
front of the room where Thierry would be man-handled or rather "boy-handled
"and whipped in a free-activity first session. Kamal provided poppers --
tip top pharmacy amyl for Thierry and his black fuckers, and 40 pairs of
boy's white Calvin Klein briefs for the unwitting black stars of the
video."Something to sex the Ebony stud boys up when Thierry is reduced to
nigga fuck meat" was the way Kamal put it."Oh and make sure they all got
clean uniforms, ironed shirts and no fucking vests on under their shirts. I
want max exposure of black boy chests, tits, muscles and legs even when
they not showing their dicks!. If you don't hand out their new knickers
before you start check out their underwear. Cum stains are fine but no
ragged saggy stuff handed down from the 80's.

Now the whole video is rolling, and the guests had been watching the boys
arrive, Thierry's own arrival, shy and low-key, his isolation as the black
boys raise the excitement level, and the wholly unscripted fight, Kamal
zooming in to places where you could see different bits of the white boy
being groped, pulled and squeezed by innumerable black hands under the
sweaty black scrum.

The black business men are clearly enjoying the videoing, and the Black
Label whisky that Paolo is serving them. Very amusing, they thought, that
cute white boy being fought over! In both senses of the words! The two VIPs
were immensely wealthy; still in their 30s they were big names in the
national, increasingly black dominated, economy. They were also major
donors to the school.  They had expressed a special interest in the Pod
system and thought they knew the reality rather than the story spun to
parents. This event, thought Musonda, would be a way of them learning more
and a gesture of gratitude for their support to the school.

Also with Principal Musonda were the 22 yr old Vusi Simalini, one of
Musonda's closest friends on the teaching staff and David Mtalo, a student
teacher of just 19 who Musonda thought had real potential, especially when
he saw the epic black dick he kept in his jeans. Kamal, Musonda's friend,
who had engineered Thierry's arrival in the school, was devoting all his
time to the videoing He had a growing sideline in gay inter-racial porn,
and this evening looked promising. Musonda and Kamal had hoped that
Dominic, Thierry's Dad, could have been there. They hadn't told him of
Thierry's role in porn yet -- well they hadn't told Thierry either. They
laughed together about one day getting Daddy and son gangbanged together by
Ebony House blacks!

"There are plans for you to be serviced during the performance either here
or, if you wish privacy, in my inner office" Musonda had told his guests.

"Its a waiter like that white boy on screen I'd like servicing me!" laughed
one of them. Musonda smiled.

"This is far too good to miss. Excellent!" said the other already massaging
a rising cock.

There was a knock on the service door.

"Paolo, answer that please, that must be the service boys"

Two Ebony House white schoolboys (Pod Whites to their black classmates)
entered. They were held on loose leashes by two black boys from the kichens
who, grinning broadly, passed both leashes to Paolo. The whites were slim
and good looking, the older and taller about 18 with short cropped ash
blonde hair was moving into manhood with boyish vulnerability and charm,
the other, perhaps a year younger,with long blonde hair, lithe and
boyish. A pretty boy rather than feminine. They entered shyly and bowed to
the VIPs. They were dressed in white bow ties and white gloves and long
knee length white socks.  Someone seemed to have forgotten the rest. Naked
from nipples to knees their flawless ivory skins had been shaved, perfumed
and oiled and their butts shone in the spotlights of the study. Tattooed on
their butts was the name Ebony High on their left cheek and the school
crest, the black power clenched fist, centred on the right.  As they stood
in front of the whisky-drinking young blacks, heads respectfully bowed, it
was their erect cocks and tight young balls that attracted the VIPs
attention. Silver cockrings pushed their adolescent white 7 inch cocks and
their balls upwards and out.  That of the elder, Andrew, was hard and
horizontal, Jamey's rose vertically almost to his navel.

The two blonde boys glanced up at the large video screen.  It's Thierry's
Pod meeting! They both knew! The same thoughts raced through their
minds. There had been a rumour, but they hadn't believed it. Videos of a
Pod? It had never been done before. They watched the screen transfixed. In
a room of dozens of black boys, most of them naked to the waist, there was
their friend Thierry, sitting on a low table with his hard cock
showing. His Pod shorts were still on though.  They hadn't got far with him
yet then.

They both brought themselves back from watching the video, and looked for
the first time into the eyes of the six blacks who were inspecting
them. They were relieved to see no hostility -- what they could see was
lust, and fierce sexual arousal; it looked like they were going to rape
them on the spot.  All had obviously hard dicks as they drank in the naked
white torsos..

"Both boys are from England, English blondes" Musonda was telling his
guests, "though they met only in Ebony High. We find English boys very
quick to learn Pod principles and practice, I suppose its part of their
colonial heritage. A case of the Empire Strikes Back perhaps?" Musonda
laughed at his little joke. He went over and held the boys' hard tools to
"check their cock-rings are well fitted."

" Paolo see that they have been properly lubricated please!" He stood
directly in front of them making eye contact with the taller boy, a
sadistic smile playing on his lips. He loved to humiliate boys like these
-- their proud Aryan arrogance had almost gone now.

"Bend over boys!" the young Mozambican went behind them and , in turn,
spread their butt cheeks, pushing three fingers up each boy's hole.

"I think I would favour more gel Sir especially in Jamey."

"Is it OK if I do it here sir?"  Musonda nodded.

The boys raised their heads astonished, and looked at the well dressed
black males watching them - black guests and their teachers! Standing there
naked ,and being discussed like animals, increased their humiliation
ten-fold. It had been bad enough been brought in like that, with hard-ons
ensured none too gently by the two cheeky young blacks from the kitchens
who had delivered them to Paolo.  The food had been laid out before the
guests arrived, with the two naked whites assisting them, but the black
boys stayed with them outside the door to "activate" the white cocks as
they put it, before their entry. This now was pure abasement. They flushed
with shame as the two black VIPs and David Mtalo moved behind them to watch
the re-lubrication.

"We use this stuff, Assegai, for guests such as yourselves, African
ambassadors and so on, Sir, who might wish to get to know one of our
Podwhites, as it gives a smooth and pleasant entry with none of those
irritating and time consuming delays" said Paolo as he pulled a tube from
his shoulder bag. The white asses were placed alongside each other like
ponies in a stable. "Our schoolboys would normally use Crisco or vegetable
oil on a Podwhite except for special occasions, as they're a lot
cheaper. He spread each white boy's cheeks in turn giving the VIPs a
sustained look, as clearly they enjoyed the view; their mouths fell open
and they had started to sweat. Paolo licked his finger and ran it down
Jamie's exposed crack.  The two visitors were now trying to control their
cocks and David Mtalo had his hand deep inside his unzipped jeans as Paolo
extolled the benefits of Assegai.  Paolo applied a large measure of the gel
to Jamie's hole.  He pushed it in with his fingers.

"We've found this lasts well, and has a good aroma." He liked Jamey and
finger fucked his hole for several minutes to the delight of the watching
blacks. The boy moaned with a mix of shame and desire as he looked up at
the smartly dressed blacks around him, who were smiling broadly, taking
close up looks at his hole,sipping their whiskies, or standing back to take
in the fuller picture.

Then, smacking Jamey's white butt playfully, Paolo opened up Andrew's
butt. He gave them a good view, pushing his legs apart so they could see
through to the back of the boy's heavy balls, one of his most popular
features.  He pushed some gel into his hole; He pushed four fingers up this
time. After 4 years in Ebony High, Andrew didn't need such careful
treatment; even the larger blacks in his dormitory and Pod were known to
double up in his hole at times, though he did tend to yell. Neither butt
had needed more gel, anyway, it was just that the Principal wanted the
drama! He gave Andrew a hard finger fuck, resting his other hand on Jamie's
cute naked butt.  He stopped several times to open Andrew's hole wide for
the hugely aroused blacks to look, then slapped the white butt and, getting
off his knees, wiped his hand in a tissue.

"All done, Sir!  You can stand up, boys!"

The two black billionaires mopped their brows. They were astounded,
speechless that these two boys had been humiliated in this way in front of
them, but they had greatly enjoyed it.  Their cocks were throbbing and they
both were uncomfortable in their pants.

"That was one of the best things I've seen in years!" John Obonga, the
banker exclaimed "How did you feel about it, boy? he asked Andrew.

"It was good Sir" "Good eh?!" the two blacks both laughed loudly. "I wish
my son could have seen that" said the other shaking his head in wonder, "
The randy little nigga would have cum in his Calvins!"

Both men took another look up at the large monitor on the wall. Not much
seemed to be happening yet.  The room was still crowded with black
schoolboys in their school blazers, and in the middle they could just see
one blonde head.

"They will be getting going in five minutes or so" said the principal.,
"Kamal is keeping an eye out! "Oh look, there's Thierry the young white
rascal, always chasing nigga cock, black cock I mean".

Kamal had quickly switched the monitor to camera 2 and you could now see
the blonde boy sucking a large black cock, with his arm wrapped around a
very black muscular black-boy's bubblebutt. The white cock was sticking up
out of his shorts and a short rather fat black boy was playing with it and
sucking it with interest.

Both men seeing that blonde boy became aware of the fresh scrubbed and
perfumed white adolescent bodies next to them, and started to feel them up
with growing enthusiasm."Beautifully put together!"  said the younger
handsome one, stroking Jamie's silky blond hair, his nose and mouth and his
nipples.  His large black hand travelled down to weigh the boy's cock,
pulling back the white foreskin and gently pumping it.  Jamey was terrified
he was going to cum there and then, and it got worse! The young black got
on his haunches and, overcome by lust for the boy, sucked the white cock
into his mouth. Jamie looked down astonished as the thick black generous
lips took his cock in up to his balls. Fortunately for Jamie the black
oligarch got up after a few minutes, remembering where he was. Another
moment and Jamie would have shot off in his mouth, and he thought it might
be rather early for that.

"Prime specimens of white boyhood!" John Obongo, the banker, said, as he
felt Andrew's balls. "And a good size cock for a white boy!" He flicked it
twice with a finger. "How often can it cum? "

 He clearly didn't expect Andrew to know and addressed himself to Paolo

"Oh at least three to four times a day, Sir. On a Pod weekend, more than
that as he could be stimulated almost continuously. The junior Pod who have
him now never give up -- they milk him for hours."

"Nice asshole on him too -- I liked seeing it greased up, not an everyday
sight, and most gratifying And he's very submissive to black handling --
I like that in a young white boy. I want this one while we watch those
schoolboys, give it a good run. Is that ok with you Ed?  He looked across
for his fellow guest. Ed couldn't talk just then as his mouth was full of
Jamie's surprisingly large white cock.

                                                  * * * * * *

"Well boys come along, serve the drinks! We are all quite thirsty.  Come
along!  Paolo a word please!"

"Those white cocks are not hard enough", Musonda whispered, "Do something."

Paolo followed the boys into the kitchen but found that the two naked
whites were trying to remedy things by pumping each others dicks.

"Let me help boys!" He got on his knees and took a cock in each hand,
sucking the ends of them alternately.  Both responded delightfully and
regained their former glory; he quickly stopped sucking Jamie in case he
shot off. "All ok now boys. Come to Paolo if you need more help!" He
checked out the boys had their white gloves on, straightened their bow
ties, pulled up their socks and checked both balls were still in each
cockring. "The rest looks fine to me!"

"Oh shit, I forgot something!" He delved into his shoulder bag and knelt
down to tie wide pink ribbons to the top of each cock ring in a large bow
Also attached was a gift label "A small present from the boys of Ebony
High!." The two whites were embarrassed , but their pricks bounced in
anticipation of serving important new black masters. Andrew's dick was
extra-horizontal and swollen and Jamie's satisfactorially vertical when
they went out with their trays and they were both properly decorated.
"This present is mine" declared Ed Mashaba, holding the naked Jamie by the
stiff upright cock.

"And this is mine!" said Obongo, grabbing the naked Andrew by his white ass
and smacking it.

 "Gentlemen the video is still playing, still recording, so why not sit
back, relax and enjoy the boys

Ebony House has placed fully at your disposal. You can see they are both
fully primed ready for use!!"



                                                * * * * * *



The small video-link audience was transfixed. The two white boys with them
had been thoroughly inspected, prodded, poked, examined and squeezed,
whilst serving whisky and refeshments for an hour to all the blacks in the
room. Every black hand had been busy on both boys most sensitive and
private places, discussing their bodies like prime livestock which is of
course exactly what they were. Fresh tender white meat. The young black
oligarchs sitting in their comfortable arm chairs, watched as live on
screen beamed to them from a nearby classroom, a young white new boy was
being given a very hard time, used and abused by his black school mates,
whilst here, Ed Mashaba thought, they had two superb bollock-naked white
boys to serve and service them.The boys' humiliation they knew was assured
by the mocking bow ties and gloves, and the pink bow on their cocks that
they had been made to wear, and deliciously heightened by their thick long
white socks to the knees, when everything else was on display as a free
offer.  And how wonderful that when the boys bent over to pour their drinks
the black school's crest appeared like a brand, a trademark on their soft
white butts.

Mashaba, who had long had a thing for boys, but never had a white one
before, signalled for the younger boy to come over to him.  He sat him on
his lap, or rather on his swollen dick, and as he watched the monitor
stroked the boys soft blonde hair.The boy placed his small white hand over
the growing bulge in Mashaba's pants and nuzzled into the black man's
body. Mashaba softly kissed him on the lips and gently squeezed the boy's
nipples. His hand moved to the hard cock ; he felt the boy's small round
balls as he sucked hard on the nipples. The boy suddenly seemed to go into
ecstasy thrusting his young white cock upwards and groaning.

"I need your hard black cock sir.  Please sir. Please fuck me Sir?"

"Can I take it out sir? Mashaba nodded and the boy unzipped his jeans and
delved into his white boxers "pulling out my nigga dick like it was
Christmas!" as he put it later.



"Come over here Andrew" The principal had noticed the boy's cock was
getting soft. He pumped the white boy back to full erection. "Don't let
this go down boy. It's impolite to our visitors."  He pumped a little more
and then forgetting he had guests, licked the end of the white tool to
taste the precum.  Mr Obongo watched astonished..

Andrew now stood bollock naked at Obongo's side, holding his whisky, his
white cock sticking straight out. The wealthy young black felt the white
boy's pecs, and down over his stomach to his cock. He pinched the boys
nipples hard and, getting him to bend over again, roughly spread his crack
and his hole He thought he might find out if could effectively buy him.  It
would be good to have it at home.

John Obongo, the respected banker, adored seeing tight young balls and
uncut white cocks; he stroked Andrew's thighs, and reached up to feel the
contours of his broad hairless chest. It was his creamy white boy butt he
stared at most, his thick black cock rising as he took in the school's
brand name on each cheek -- the boy's body was effectively now in black
ownership.  He looked up at the monitor to see that the white boy on-screen
had been moved. He was now lying across the table and a young black in his
school shorts was sitting on his face eating a muffin.He watched as the boy
pulled down his shorts and briefs and sat down again, still eating his
muffin. The camera zoomed in at the interface between the schoolboy's balls
and Thierry's face and Obongo could see how the white boy was licking the
black boy's hole. He was was enthralled. Another younger black was casually
pulling back the foreskin on the erect white cock. The black boy said
something which Obongo couldn't get, and then squeezed the white boy's
balls so that he jumped.  He got a slap on his white butt for that from a
third black boy who had been disturbed in his exploration of the white
asshole. Obongo's cock was dripping in his pants.

The sons of the whites who had enslaved his parents, he thought, now
debased and degraded, here only to serve our needs and desires.  And what
needs we blacks now have!! My son should see this white boy, he thought,
pulling the boy nearer by his cock so that he could reach his whisky.  When
Justin has finished his exams he will need a treat...

He reached out and held Andrew by his balls, making him nearly drop his
tray.

"How old are you, boy?"

"I was eighteen in October Sir"

Obongo felt the white cock harden under his grasp. He pulled the foreskin
back, sub-conciously copying the schoolboy on that white boy in Room 30,
and looked at the pink shiny head. He noticed that Ed Mashaba had his nigga
dick out and was being sucked hungrily by the long haired blonde boy as he
watched the screen. Well, at least my dick is bigger than his, he thought.



                                    * * * * * *

Jamey got on his knees in front of Mashaba and deep throated the swollen
black cock. Mashaba stroked the boy's long blonde hair. He snapped his
fingers for Paolo to come over.

"I want to fuck this boy in private for a while -- where can I go?"

Paolo led him to the Principal's inner office.  Jamey was holding Mashaba's
hand.

"There's the sofa Sir or you can put him over the horse there Sir . Its
used by the Principal to cane boys. If you want one sir they're on the
desk."

"Leave us!" Jamey was pulled over the caning trestle and Mashaba's nigga
dick opened him up. For the next hour he had the best and hardest fucking
of his young life. Mashaba gloried in owning the tight young white butt, no
black boy had ever given him that extra thrill.  He watched his long thick
black cock punish the boy's hole to the balls, he rammed him, slapped his
butt, shot his load in to the boy twice. And Jamey was still begging him to
fuck him...

He pulled him up and looked at him.  His cute face and blonde hair, his
ridiculous bow tie, and the pink bow on his young cock, his long legs and
his perky whiteboy butt. Kissing him on the lips, he sat down and pulled
the boy over his lap his black cock pressing into the boy's stomach and
spanked him soundly on his tattooed butt. Jamey, in tears, was begging him
to stop but it made it all the greater pleasure. He only stopped when his
hand began to hurt.

                                    * * * * * *

"I have a son your age boy," Obonga was telling Andrew, "well a year
younger in fact, but he's bigger built, perhaps you would like to meet him
some day?"

" Oh yes Sir! That would be very nice Sir! I would really enjoy it Sir"

 He felt around the boy's balls and cock and absently fiddled with them as
he watched the white boy in Room 30 now sucking off an older black
teenager. Andrew followed his gaze and looked at the screen. As they
watched a second black cock came in camera and shot wads of cum over the
white boy's face.

Andrews cock jumped suddenly as he watched, and Obongo smiled.

"You have to hand it to the black lads here," he said to no-one in
particular, "they really know how to use a white boy!" He felt up Andrew's
butt.

"I'll speak to your Principal about it. Justin has a party next week to
celebrate finishing his exams. Perhaps you could come to that. You could
help serve and things."

"Oh!" said Andrew disappointed

"Well, you will have to be useful. Anyway there be lots of black lads there
for you to meet. Only blacks actually -- he hasn't really had any white
friends," he moved his hand and ran it down Andrew's crack, "until now!"

"You got a dinner jacket boy"

"No Sir"

"Well they'll all be dressed up for it, in dinner jackets the whole thing;
but you could maybe borrow an old one of Justin's?  Maybe a bit too tight,
he had it when he was 13.

Best if you dress for the young niggas just like you are now, at least that
way you got the bow tie; but get a pouch for your cock -- there might be
some girls or mothers popping in. It will be fun for all of you I think."
Andrew flushed.

"Turn round and let me see your butt. Nearer boy I want to feel it
properly" Interesting, thought Obongo, the boy's embarrassed; humiliated.
I like that. I'll pay Musondo. This boy is definitely going to Justin's
party. It will be wild! He thought of all the adolescent black cocks he
would see, if he played his cards right, and the tight blackboy bubblebutts
This white boy is the best bait possible.  We'll keep the girls to another
night.

He stroked the soft white cheeks and then laughed at the tatoos.

"Bend over boy, spread your legs.  Put the damn tray down"

"Yes Sir! When he bent over Andrew expected at least a slap on his bum, but
to his surprise Mr Obongo sat there just looking. He looked through his
legs to see Obongo pulling out his black cock -- God it must be 12
inches!

"Spread your cheeks boy." As he did so he felt Obongo's fingers at his
hole.

"Had many niggas up there? "Asked Obongo

"Yes sir! My Pod sir -- twenty sir. Only boys."

"They able to fuck you well enough? You know, satisfy all those gay urges
you white boys seem to get?

"Yes sir, they do it very well sir."

Obongo pushed three fingers in and Andrew jumped

"Whats the matter boy?  Keep still." The boy was tight, even after all
those boys had been up him.  Ready too, the hole was indeed well
lubricated.

"Oh do keep still, boy. Stop fidgitting"

Paolo came over. "Can I help at all Sir?"

"Well, you could find out why this boy can't keep still. I would say its
ants in his pants except he doesn't have any. You did a pretty good job on
his hole this evening, son. Well done!"

"I lubed them up together earlier in the afternoon as well sir.  I body
shave all the white Podboys twice a week sir, and generally check out their
asses sir. "

"Nice job you got, son!"

"I like it sir, but the boys have to be kept in A1 condition, and some
complain about the fuss. This one, Andrew, never gives any trouble and does
everything he's told"

Obongo was stroking his huge black dick while he looked at the superb white
boy-ass.  "May I help with that sir?" said Paolo.

"Sure son. "  Paulo grasped the huge black tool and pumped it
slowly.. Obongo unzipped Paolo's white jeans and pulled out his semi hard
black cock. "You look like a well set up young nigga son."  He grabbed the
erect white cock, pulling it hard backwards, as he gently felt the black 19
year olds smooth hairless stomach and his rising juicy black tool. He
looked at Paolo and to the amazement of both of them took the slender young
black's cock into his mouth, sucking and licking it, then licking and
sucking the boy's black balls. Up ending him to match Andrew he yanked down
his jeans and briefs and buried his tongue up the black boy's hole.

"I love eating out a young nigga. Got a few I do in the factory. Great
butts on some of those young Zimbabweans!" He slapped both black and white
asses hard.

"Now go and get sucked by this white bitch boy."  He watched as Paolo
positioned his cock at Andrew's mouth and pulled him by his ears on to his
cock. He watched with interest as the blonde sucked the black boy
off. Paolo pulled out slightly, still holding the ears, so that Mr Obongo
could see the cum spurting into Andrew's mouth.

"You ever fuck this white bitch with that dick, nigga? "

"No sir, but I've milked him a lot sir. He tastes good and it comes quickly
when he has to." He pushed his black dick back in the mouth. "Clean it
boy!"Andrew licked it well from the balls up, and Paolo wiped off on
Andrew's hair. He rested his hand on the boy's back. "Stay bending over
Andrew"

"Oh Wow just look at that !!" Mr Obongo took a large gulp of whisky. "Now
THAT I like!!!"

Mr Obongo was suddenly engrossed in the whipping of Thierry on screen by
"that wiry little nigga".. But he wanted the boy to be whipped some more.

"Could those lil niggas be told to do it?" he asked Paolo.

"I don't think so Sir, the boys don't know they are being videoed. It was
thought it would inhibit them -- boys do their secret things best in
small groups, in private sir.

The Principal had walked over to join them. He placed his whisky and a
sausage roll on Andrew's back and checked underneath that the white tool
was still hard.He pumped it vigorously for a short time.

"Excellent Andrew keep it up boy, keep it up. You can wank it gently from
time to time as this is a special occasion."

"Yes sir" "Oh, but don't move.  My whisky glass could fall."

While he expressed his delight at the whipping of the white boy on screen,
Obongo had questions for Musonda about the short multi tailed whip -- the
martinet.

"Well I have another here "-- the Principal passed it on --" its been
quite well used!"

"Oh Kamal!" the Principal called to his friend who was directing the
filming, "could we replay that scene from the point where the Lafont boy is
whipped for the first time? Thanks, you and Adebayo are doing a fine job on
this!"

He turned back to Mr Obongo. "As I was saying the martinet is useful on
boys.  Not too heavy and on a whiteboy it gives a good marking all over the
butt.  Most satisfying to use too. The three blacks looked up as they heard
the white boy on screen cry out. The video was playing back with the volume
up just where the two black boys from the third form were using the whip on
the white fourth former. Musonda's over-sized black cock swelled in his
pants and Mr Obongo and Paolo had a surge of raw lust making their exposed
dicks jump to full erection. Andrew from his bent position was watching his
friend being whipped and almost cumming over the floor. His cock ached with
lust.

"Its always so good to see our boys having such fun with their Pod white!
It really builds their confidence.  Oh I say!! That was a good hard stroke!
I think the Zulu lad got the white balls on the edge of that.  Yes he did!
You can see the way Lafont is hopping about! I didn't know white boys could
dance!  Well they're not finished with him yet, he's being pushed down for
more! Thierry screamed as Phumlani, "the wiry lil nigga" , lashed him full
on the thighs and caught the swinging balls. The camera panned to the
jeering crowd of black faces hugging each other, kissing and holding their
swollen cocks. It panned down to show some the mass of jigging black tools,
and just zoomed in to catch two of them spurting cum on to the ravaged
white butt.

"Well," the Principal was trying to get back on track "as I was saying a
martinet like this one, used on a whiteboy, gives a good marking all over
the butt. It gives very considerable pain as I think you have seen which is
exactly what we want if the white has been racially arrogant. But it leaves
no lasting damage. What we try to achieve in the mind of a boy like this,"
he took up his whisky glass from Andrews back, prodded him, took a good
gulp and replaced it "is an association of insubordination to a black with
hurt and pain. It truly is in his best interests that he learns this. In
this school we also try to get him to associate the sight smell and touch
of young male black bodies with his sexual desires. You can see this in
action in the live video you are watching from classroom 30 -- just look
at the sexual desire of that blond boy and how it is being satisfied by the
wider group. We do this as it has such beneficial consequences for the
great majority of our students, black male adolescents, who are we know
prone to cause problems in our society. I could say much more -- I'm
sorry sir, I'm prone to rabbit on with this subject."

"If I get you right, you're saying that because our black sons are such
randy, sex driven, evil, badly behaved niggas, some white boys like this
one" he slapped Andrew's butt,"and the one up there on the screen, gotta be
whipped? Right?" He slurped his own whisky and placed it, near the
Principal's, on the top of Andrew's butt.

"Well, I have never put it quite like that, but yes that is in fact the
case, yes. On the other hand, once we have established in them this strong
association of the young black male with satisfying his sexual desire,
these boys," he tapped Andrew's butt, "are in absolute heaven here in Ebony
High. The way we present them there's hardly a black boy, or teacher for
that matter, who doesn't get a hard-on looking at them!"



"Well as I was saying said the Principal, again trying to get Obongo back
on track, "This Martinet here is the right sort of weight I think--
heavier that the one the boys are using there on Thierry Lafont in Room
30. That weight is usually used in the Pods as its easier for the younger
boys to handle. I feel its important that our young black lads, who often
lack confidence, whip a white boy to clear their aggression before
developing a more mutually satisfying relationship It truly engenders early
empowerment. So thats why we allocate them to the Pods and work at creating
the opportunities such as the boys there in Room 30 are enjoying.Would you
like to try your hand with this one sir?"

"Of course! I would love it, especially on a white boy's tail!"

"Well, here the boy is, all ready and one of our very best! Bend over
further Andrew! He removed his whisky and the sausage roll. Andrew, who had
followed Thierry's screams and the Principal's reasoning with growing
concern, bent over. His ivory white tatooed ass was facing directly to Mr
Obongo. Mr Obongo cleared the decks by swallowing down his whisky and
giving the glass to Paolo. He also took off the bag of peanuts which he had
placed by his whisky.

"Spread your legs and push your butt out, Andrew" ordered Paolo, stroking
his long black cock.

The tall quite muscular blonde Mr Obongo had noticed was totally submissive
to the orders of blacks, even those of his own age. He expressed some
surprise at this to the principal.

"He has to take reasonable orders even from an eleven year old black boy,
if that boy is in his Pod" said the Principal. "The fact is the boy knows
its blacks that butter his ass! And a boy like this one," he stroked the
boy's blond hair, "is addicted to black cock of any age.  Absolutely
addicted. Show him a black cock and he's sucking it. A real nigger-slut,
aren't you Andrew?"

"Yes Sir!"

"What are you Andrew?"

" A real nigger -- slut Sir!!

"Register this boy for the cane, Paolo!  Such language!!!! Extremely
offensive especially in front of our guest!"

"In fact, Mr Obongo, as you will be in next Wednesday to open the new
sports facilities you so generously donated,, it would be a privilege if
you agreed to cane him yourself and we'll make an event of it.  Quite a
different technique to master and the effects greater than the martinet"

"Sure, thats kind of you Musonda.  I was just saying to Andrew here that I
wanted him to meet my boy, and that Justin needs to see more of white
boys. Can I bring him along?"

"Well he will certainly see a lot of this one then-- just like this in
fact," he tapped the white butt, "but the effects will be more
spectacular."

"But Sir!!!!..."  "Shut up Andrew. No more offensive language please"

"Well now, go ahead, Mr Obongo "Lets warm him up with a little of the
martinet. Try it out sir. Get a feel for what Ebony High can do for a boy!"
He passed Obongo the martinet. "Well if you insist Mr Musondo!"

"This is going to hurt you, boy, a lot more than it hurts me!"His black
tool bouncing naked in front of him, Mr Obongo took a measure of the white
boy's ass. He stroked his cock and then felt the naked white ass.

"Yes Sir! Please sir, not too hard sir, I haven't done anything sir!"

Mbongo lashed into the white ass so hard that Andrew nearly fell over.

"Paolo, act as a horse for Andrew to give the silly boy some stability!"

Paolo bent over in front of the white boy so that Andrew could drape his
body over his. The naked white cock was still hard. It pushed between
Paolo's legs and Paolo, delighted, held it and the white balls fast in his
grip. A second lash hit the white ass and Paulo felt the white boy shudder,
then a third and fourth.  Each as hard as the first. Andrew began to
sob. Paulo pumped the white dick to try to keep the boys erection.

Andrew was loud in his entreaties for Mr Obongo to stop whipping him.

"OK Paolo I'll support Andrew for Mr Obongo" a near naked David Mtalo came
over, his jeans and top discarded and his black tool in magnicent
erection. David loved nothing more than seeing a white boy whipped and,
stripped to his butt clinging Calvin Klein briefs, he was determined to
drink in Andrew's pain and humiliation. He pushed Paulo aside and yanking
down his Calvins held Andrew by the shoulders. He shoved the end of his 12
inch tool into the white whipping boy's mouth.

"Suck my black dick, boy! Take it in further, boy. Open up!" He slapped the
boy's face.He pushed the blonde's head down and shoved his ebony fuck tool
in half way to his balls.

"Excellent lad! Keep the bitch sucking you!" Principal Musondo and Paolo
knew a Black Alpha male when they saw one, and moved behind David, Paolo
stroking his muscled black butt.

"I adore whipping white males! But they're hard to find this good. I want
to make them all into our cunts." said Mr Obongo to David and anyone who
cared to listen "Gives me a great thrill -- and the young ones are
best. This one cries well too."

He lashed the boy again. Andrew wept as he sucked on David Mtalo's long fat
cock.

"You see that, Mr Obongo." said Principal Musondo "Even when being thrashed
this white boy can still service a large black cock like David's"

"Yeah, you said it Musonda. " He looked at the good looking arrogant young
black fucking the white boy's mouth,

"You got a fine blackcock on you, nigga boy!"

"David is a student teacher, Mr Obongo, attached to us for a few weeks from
the university."

"He's still a fine nigga boy. I guess you chose him for his nigga-cock eh
Musonda?" He poked the principal playfully in the ribs "And a great ass on
him!  Wouldn't mind thrashing that fine nigga bubble-butt, boy!"

David shot his cum into Andrew's mouth quickly, as he sensed Obongo's
interests getting uncomfortably close. Four spurts coated the boy's tongue
mouth and lips.He held the blonde head on his cock up to the balls as
Obongo lashed the boy once more. He was strangely thrilled at the thought
of being beaten by this black barbarian. But shooting his cum into a white
boy being soundly whipped by another black - wow that's special.

"Say thank you, you white cock-sucker" He pulled Andrew's face up to stare
into his eyes and spat into his mouth.

"Thank you sir!"

"Fucking white bitch!" David walked off to find his jeans, and a drink. He
thought he might get this boy to pay a visit to the university.  The guys
there would appreciate him.

Mr Obongo, his arm tiring got Andrew on all fours and rested his legs on
his back. He felt the whipped ass where the weals were now emerging, The
whipping of the blonde in Room 30 appeared to have stopped and all the
little niggas were watching him being fucked by two buck naked blacks like
they were all in a boxing match

"Can I fuck this boy up the ass?"  he asked Musonda.

"Of course sir."

"Andrew,bend over the back of the sofa! Come along boy, we haven't got all
night!" Paolo made a typical drama of pulling Andrew across the room by his
cock and pushed him over the sofa.  Ed Mashaba was now back in the main
room still fucking the red assed Jamey and Vusi had his dick in the boy's
mouth. Jamey had shot his load twice -- once at Mr Mashaba's request into
the Banker's whisky -- he drank it down in one gulp -and the other time
by mistake when he was being spanked over Mashaba's lap.  The blacks now
slamming into Jamey at each end -- his form teacher and his handsome rich
new admirer - were now a little drunk, buck naked and making him beg for
their "nigger dicks"

"Fuck my white ass, nigger! Fuck my white boy-cunt, with your niggerdick
please sir!!!" he had yelled, thinking this was the only time that he would
be able to say that to his form teacher without a caning.

If Mr Obongo's whipping of Andrew was so startling to everyone, it was
nothing compared to the way he fucked the boy. As he ploughed the white ass
he thought -- I really gotta get a boy like this at home and for the
office. A white boy I can fuck whenever I want him.  I must ask that
Musonda guy what he does with his used ones; they're better than bitches
and no-one wants them for anything these days. I could pick one up
cheap. But I want an educated one, good home and stuff.  More fun bringing
the boy down. Thinking of is potential new home for his dick he moaned and
filled the stricken white boy with load after load of the finest most
expensive black man cum in Southern Africa.



To be continued!!  Let me know what you think.  philip_effiong@ yahoo.com