"Oooh, that's a good honest answer, right from your core. Maybe that is the key to your great success. A success that has NEVER been equaled in the entire history of the Mandingo Interracial Night of Entertainment." she pauses, as it is obvious they still have no clue.
"Last night, EVERY SINGLE woman paid a reservation fee, including the last one, who paid us to have no choice at all! Now we are going to go over every inch of every camera over every single second from opening until closing last night until we understand it and can repeat it, hopefully on a regular basis. If, as expected, more than a dozen women return today to join member services, then you will work double shifts every other day. I know, Marcus, that can cut into your astrophysics course load, but there are two things you must understand. One, this is like a perfect game, a no hitter, a season without losing a single game: it just never happens. Two, something made it happen, and the key is with those two women. So if you have to drop shifts, drop the ones that don't involve activities in your romance with them, and don't involve learning how to recreate this perfect storm of romance. Just let me know, and I will make sure that you don't suffer for it. If you have midterms or finals, we'll give you time for that too. Remember your training, stay whole, stay loving. Give of yourselves just like you did last night. Dismissed."
As they walk out, the head teachers assistant, a beautiful petite young woman with a perfect face like Janelle Monae snaps her fingers. "Over here, boys."
"Yes, XO." Dashaun and Marcus answer as one.
"We've divided up the video into roughly hourly segments. We have motion detection eliminating areas without movement. Lip readers are making transcripts of the conversations. You need to look at this summary of your experiences last night, and annotate where you used techniques from your training. Both genders will be working on this, but pull no punches. The booty don't lie. BTW, don't plan on anything else on Saturday night except meeting me in the group room. A public punishment, of sorts." she instructs, expecting them to get it all in one take.
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Leigh picks up Cayla at work, making a beeline for the supermarket bank they use, hitting the Der Weinerschnitzel in the parking lot, laughing at the freudian slip of both ordering footlong hotdogs, then burning rubber to get to the club. They pull into the parking lot, guarded by two cop cars again, but the big burly policemen are standing with their hands on their hips, their gun holsters unsnapped. Good thing too, as a group of young thugs, much rougher than how Marcus looked, are milling around in the parking lot. As they move toward the car, the police move towards them. It is cat and mouse, to see if they can get the 2000$ piece of cheese that just drove in, or the 24,000$ cheese that arrived in the past few minutes. Cayla and Leigh rush to the door, push the buzzer, and slide inside.
A petite black woman with an angelic face, easily the equal of Elizabeth Taylor or Nefertiti, barks commands at them. "Envelopes to me! Strip! All possessions in the brown paper bag! No rings, no socks no shoes, naked as the day you were born! Hands on the wall! Feet spread, shoulder width!"
Reaching up and grabbing a handful of hair, she pulls Leigh down to her knees. "I think I like this ribbon hair tie. I will braid your pretty blonde cunt hair with it later. Remain kneeling. Anyone else want to disobey me?" she asks, letting the question hang in the air.
"You will receive a formal reprimand, and a letter will be placed in your file. Public punishment will happen later. Now stand and resume the position." she grabs Leigh's long blonde hair and pulls her to stand, an impressive feat of strength since she is almost a foot shorter in height.
"I am Toneeyah. You will NEVER address me by that name until I have told you specifically and in person that you have earned that right. Until that glorious day, you may call me teacher. The Great Teacher commands us all, and she is the representative of the Mother Goddess on this world. Hopefully, you will never meet her, even though she is a wonderful woman. I am her XO, her executive officer. She has taken a very specific interest in this group. I believe you are the greatest group of recruits we have ever been lucky enough to have grace our halls, emanations of the Mother Goddess herself. But that is very sad for you, because I will push you harder, and further to find the perfect love that is inside you. This process takes time. Do not get discouraged, or worry someone else is ahead of you. You will each proceed at your own pace, and your will have glorious benefits bestowed upon you, not the least of which is fully uninhibited carnal congress with our members." she says loudly as she paces back and forth behind her recruits.
"This position is known as 'Inspection'. When told to stand for inspection, this is what you will do, with the nearest wall. Now step back from the wall, and place your hands at your sides. Good. Resume inspection position. Legs wider. Butt out. Breasts must hang freely, no contact with your chest, even if you have to bend your arms." she instructs.
"You will see we have a near military discipline. It comes so naturally to our kind since we fill so many of the military's ranks. It probably does not come naturally to you. So let's be clear, when I tell you to do something, or any other member tells you to do something, refusing to do it is grounds for your permanent banishment for life. That means you can never return, and will be shunned by all of our members, and by every service auxiliary member such as yourselves. That means you do not speak to them, you do not text them, you do not say their name. There is a wall of shame in the back. Learn their faces, learn their names, obey this as all other commands. Second chances are rare, but I would not rely upon them. In my entire lifetime, you can count the number of second chances granted on the fingers of a single hand, and in each case, at great personal cost. The only reason I even know that is that I'm the XO, and have read the files."
"So like the military, each one of you has a file, and we have a formal induction procedure, which takes about an hour. You will tour the rest of the facility with me, and then will be documented and tested. But before that happens, you must choose your bull."
"A bull is a very important man in your life from now on. He will be your first big black cock here, on record. He will help us guide you through your training, helping you along at each stage. He will enter progress reports into your file. He will determine your rewards, and will help determine your punishments. One of your greatest joys as a woman is to satisfy your bull. So it is very important, and why we have allowed the reservation system. Imogene Barranca, front and center!"
A young hispanic woman of generous proportions hustles to stand in front of her. She swats her breasts lightly with a riding crop. "Breasts out, back straight." She swats her thighs, slightly harder, "Legs shoulder wide, butt out - ooh, I guess that one is never going to be a problem for you, is it?" Imogene blushes but does not reply. A smashingly hard riding crop blow from the ceiling to the floor strikes her left nipple, to which she shouts "OWWW!". Another blow, exactly the same to the right nipple, "OWWW! Is not an answer to my question. Having a big butt like you do, sticking it out in parade rest position is never going to be a problem for you, is it Imogene?" she said slowly and clearly.
"No, ma'am." Imogene says softly.
Lightly swatting her upper arms she instructs "Arms behind your back." Imogene complies instantly. "Now form up behind her, pressing your nipples into each others back, in this order, Leigh Samuels, Jill Henry, ..., and lastly Cayla Daniels. We are going into the belly of the beast now, and you will see naked black men with sizable erections. I only warn you because I too will feel like jumping up on them, or pulling them down on top of me, or any one of a hundred other sexual positions. Quite soon now, you will be doing that, but control yourself." she chuckles, as she punches in the door code that separates the two sides of the building.
She leads them into the back, behind Elmore's cashiers cage. "This is the examination room. That door leads to the main hallway. The other side of it is the service members locker room. Next to it is the dining and bathing area. Next to that are the restrooms, and finally, the members locker room. The left side of the hallway has the private rooms, you will never enter one until and unless directly commanded to do so. At the back side are various support rooms that don't interest you, and the access to the hallway between the private rooms and the public rooms. Next to us, through that door right there in the wall is that same hallway. Other than today, you will never use that door, or come back into this room until and unless directly commanded to do so. You will see two posters on that wall, turn and assume the parade rest position facing them now. Those posters are also in the dining area. Repeat after me: Rule #1 - no sex outside of the membership, Rule #2 - blacks are members, whites service members, Rule #3 - refusal to serve is grounds for banishment, Rule #4 - you will pay to serve."
"Repeat the poster to the right after me: You do not speak to the banned, You do not communicate with the banned, You do not spend time with the banned, You do not pleasure the banned."
"Repeat after me: I, state your name, do hereby swear and promise to faithfully obey these rules and requirements for the rest of my life, so help me Mother Goddess. Amen."
"Now for the fun part. Kneel in parade rest. Elmore dear, could you come out and help me dear?" "I'll be there, I'll be there, don't get your panties in a bunch!"
"I'm not wearing any panties. Are you wearing my panties again Elmore?"
"Blasted little queen bee bitch, that's what you are! I ought to spank you good, but they just bounce off your tight little ass like you have butt armor or somethin'. What are we doin', darling?"
"Just the test of the oath. Here, let me help you with your pants." she said as she pulls down his pants, then pulls them off. Many of the women gasp, as his thick soft black penis hangs down to his knees. "I'll go first. I'm going to present my cunt, my nappy dugout, my pussy, whatever you wish to call it. You will use your tongue to lick from my cunthole to my clit. You will only take one lick. Elmore will follow behind me. He will present his cock, his johnson, his prick, whatever you wish to call it. You will open your mouth, and fit as much of the head of his cock between your lips as you can and give the head of his cock one lick. You will only give it one lick. When all of you are done, those who obey me will be given the status 'service member in training, mouth fucked'".
Imogene sticks out her tongue, and barely drags her tip through Toneeyah's tight snatch, but that is enough. Elmore gets a better lick, the thick plum of his cock stretching her mouth wide. Leigh hungrily feasts on the proffered cunt, sticking her tongue deep into Toneeyah's hole, then flattening her tongue to cover the entire slit edge to edge, and dragging it all the way up until there is no more slit to lick. A broad smile crosses Toneeyah's face, then she moves on as Elmore fills Leigh's mouth with his big cock tip. Leigh reasons that she doesn't have to do it fast, like a chore, so she does it slowly, rotating her head from beneath his cock to over his cock, as he starts getting hard. Toneeyah gives her a very intense look, as they proceed down the row. When they finally get to Cayla, she combines what Leigh did with the way she did it to Elmore, deep in the slit, then slowly drags her tongue, tasting Toneeyah's now wet slit very fully and carefully, leaving her teeth chattering, she is so close to cumming. For Elmore, she spins around, stretching backwards, arching her back, taking his almost fully hard fourteen inch by four inch cock all the way down her throat, then slowly dragging him back out. Toneeyah, and most of the other women, just stare open mouthed in disbelief of what they are seeing with their own eyes.
