Authors Note: This is another
FICTIONAL
story. All characters in the story are
FICTIONAL
with the exception of my wife and I. All of the actions and conversations in this story are
FICTIONAL
.
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My trial was over. I had pleaded guilty to being a black cock sucking cum drinking slut whore of the highest order. I had objected to being called a whore and pled not guilty. During the court adjournment for lunch I had been forced into stripping and having sex with six black guys. I must admit that they didn't need much force to convince me and I did enjoy the occasion. I didn't realize that the session was being filmed and then the film had been doctored to make it appear that I sold my pussy for forty six dollars and thirty five cents.
The white judge that convicted me had made his way down into the holding cell and lifted his black robe to reveal that he was naked from the waist down. I had been naked since the court re-commenced after lunch.
"Blow me." He ordered.
I complied without hesitation.
After he had shot his load into my mouth he played with one of my breasts for a moment and then turned away and walked towards the door.
"Let them in." I heard him say.
He left the room and the "lawyers" and just about everyone from the court's public gallery filed in. Every single one of them was black.
I knew what was about to happen and I shivered in anticipation. I was nervous but determined to concentrate fully on satisfying every single black cock in the room. I was also well aware that there was recording equipment in the room and I wanted to make sure that, if they were still recording, I gave them value for money.
I walked casually over to the table in the holding cell and climbed up on it. Lying down on my back I let my legs fall open so that my pussy was on display. It wasn't long before I felt a hand between my legs and soon after several more pawing at my boobs. I was indeed guilty as charged.
The fucking started and before long I was wailing like a banshee as cock after cock penetrated me. I began to wonder if Darby had used only one criterion to select the guys as the cocks seemed to be getting bigger and bigger. My back started to get a little sore and so I called a temporary halt while I got on my hands and knees. This gave me the opportunity to get through the guys twice as quick with one in my pussy and one in my mouth.
After a while several of the guys decided to use my ass instead of my pussy and, although it was painful at first, I soon got used to it. It was a different sensation and led to several wonderful orgasms.
The pace started to slacken and I was grateful for the rest. My ass and pussy were dripping cum and my face was covered in it. When the last guy had finished with me I sat up and asked for a towel. The female black court guard brought me one and told me that there was a price to pay for it. I wiped the cum off of my face and asked her what she meant. Her response was simply to start unbuckling her belt. I dropped the towel and got onto my knees. Pushing her hands away from her belt I took over and eased her pants down. She was wearing a beautiful pair of royal blue silk panties which I took great delight in pulling down over her ass. She sat on the bench and let her legs part and I wasted no time in tasting her hairy pussy.
As I licked and sucked her pussy I was vaguely aware that the guys were getting dressed and leaving. Soon the only sounds in the room were my grunting and her gasping and sighing. I felt her start to tremble and buck and I made sure that my tongue was firmly on her clitoris. She orgasmed and I licked her gently until she got her breath back. She pushed my head away and stood up to get dressed.
I had nothing to wear, indeed I had no idea where my clothes were. The guard put the handcuffs back on me and pushed me roughly towards the door. We walked down a long corridor and finally came to a steel door. She pressed a button and the door was opened from the outside. She pushed me though the doorway and I found myself stood on a loading dock as a van backed up in front of me.
"Innocent or guilty." The outside guard asked.
"Guilty as hell." The female guard replied.
"In that case she won't mind this."
The male guard who opened the door stood in front of me and started to flick my nipples with his fingers. He soon tired of that and went to town with his fingers on my pussy.
The van doors opened and a ramp clattered down. The guard removed his fingers from my vagina and I was pushed into the van. I sat on the cold steel bench and my legs were shackled to some iron rings that protruded from the floor. Naturally the guard missed a couple of rings and my legs were secured wide apart. The guard sat on the bench directly opposite me and I watched his eyes roam from my tits to my pussy and back again.
The van door was slammed shut and a single light came on.
"We have about a half hour journey ahead of us. I could do whatever I want to you." He had an evil look on his face.
I was not going to be intimidated by him.
"Then why don't you?" I challenged.
Before I knew what was happening he had unlocked one of my shackles and spun me around. He re-shackled my foot and bent me over. A few seconds later I felt the head of his cock pushing against my pussy lips. I was determined not to be afraid and pushed my pussy hard onto his cock. He gasped as I tightened my pussy muscles and pushed my ass into his groin.
He certainly had not expected me to do that and, apart from the fact that I was securely shackled, I felt that I was fully in control. He orgasmed extremely quickly and sat down. I looked over my shoulder and noticed his limp white dick and sweat dripping off of his face. He quickly pulled up his pants and looked somewhat embarrassed.
After a few minutes I said "You ready to go again?"
He obviously wasn't and took out his inadequacy with a very sharp slap across my ass. I flinched but I was determined not to feel intimidated.
"Oooh, I like that." I cooed.
He responded with another slap and then another and another. My cheeks felt like they were glowing red and I was on the verge of yelling "Stop" when I felt the van slow down and bump over a storm grate. Then the van stopped. I was sure that this would not be the last time in the coming week that I would feel pain.
The van door flew open and my leg shackles were taken off.
"Did she get a little boisterous?" I heard a voice say.
The voice belonged to Darby.
"She was a bit lippy." The guard replied.
I was helped down from the van and Darby led me towards the elevator. As we got in the elevator Darby slapped my ass even harder than the guard had.
"Ow! What was that for?" I yelped.
"Because I own you and I can." He replied. "You can expect more of that over the next week."
"Bring it on." My bravado responded and I instantly regretted it.
He didn't slap me again and not a word was shared on the way up to the penthouse. When we got out of the elevator he took the handcuffs off of me and led me into his bedroom. His butler was on his way out of the room and Darby stopped him and said "Is it ready?"
"Yes, just as you ordered." The butler replied.
The butler had a good look at my naked body as he left and then Darby led me to the bathroom. Just like the very first time I spent a night with Darby there were candles lit and a bath full of steamy water.
"In you get." He ordered.
I held out my hand and he helped me into the bath. The water temperature was perfect and the aroma was intoxicating. I leaned back and let the water cover my body. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. When I opened my eyes I saw Darby coming into the bathroom carrying two glasses of wine. He was shirtless and still looked magnificent even though he was in his sixties.
I took a sip of wine and handed my glass to him. As I closed my eyes I felt his hand on my stomach. He had a soft cloth in his hand and he began to soap my body. He slowly worked his hand up to my breasts and gently massaged them. My nipples hardened against his hand. I knew that he would soon work his hand down my body and between my legs and so I slowly parted my legs in anticipation.
When I felt his hand on my pussy I sighed and pushed back against his hand.
"Not yet." He chided.
He finished my pussy and legs and then told me to lean forwards while he washed my back. After a few minutes he stepped away and picked up a towel. I stood up and held out one hand. He helped me out of the bath and started to gently towel me off. When he was satisfied that I was dry enough he led me into his bedroom and helped me up onto the huge bed.
I watched him strip off his pants and boxers and was again amazed at how good he looked. He got into bed beside me and took me into his arms. I could already feel his erection growing.
