Chapter 9

I didn’t get any black cock that night. I was still too sore and well enough fucked from the previous day, to care much. He described how the party should be organized.

I hired a caterer and a party rental to support up to thirty women. I hand-delivered one hundred invitations around the neighborhood to every home that had a woman in it. Somehow, Grady was able to collect a list of addresses.

The pretext was for an initiative to limit sales of homes only to people approved by a neighborhood committee. The subtext was that our families would be able to deny people “not like us” of a chance to live among us. Of course, it was illegal, unconstitutional, and utterly immoral, but the committee would be anonymous, holding online interviews. There’d be no one to pin the blame on should lawmen not in Grady’s network attempt to prosecute.

Within a week, I received forty-two RSVPs. I let Grady know.

“Very well done, Lila.” Grady was somehow able to scowl and laugh at the same time. It was unnerving. He gave me another thousand dollars.

By the day of the party, another ten women had promised to attend. Thirty-seven of the total fifty-two showed up. My backyard was filled with empty conversation and few actual efforts to organize the committee whose concept drew them.

I told my husband he couldn’t be anywhere near the house - it was a hen party, period. Nina provided childcare to the six white boys and girls who arrived with their mothers.

Among the caterers, Rabb and Grady served the women. They were the picture of well-dressed, handsome men, acting as day laborers in service uniforms. I spent my time tracking which women were the most fascinated by their presence.

When the unproductive party was nearly ended, I slipped envelopes to five women who were most affected by the Fentons’ presence. It was an invitation to stay later, kick off their shoes, drink more, and be served a special dinner. Four remained to partake in the extra service.

Grady and Rabb, still looking and acting like Nubian gods in the finest suits, were the only servers. Eyes were all over them.

I sat at the head of the table, watching the hens squawk animatedly and gawk surreptitiously.

One by one, each of the four remaining women was led away for “a private tour of the house” by Grady or Rabb, while the others continued their conversations and wine.

They weren’t gone long. The first woman returned with a glazed expression and sat back down. This process repeated for each of the four women, none of whom could seem to stop gazing at the two black men.

Grady leaned in to me after the last woman was returned. “Excellent job, Doll. You’ve set us up well.”

Over the next two weeks, Nina’s belly began to show. She’d seen Reggie and Steve once more since our shared time with them. She swore they always used condoms on her, even when she begged them to fuck her raw. Now that they knew she was knocked up, they weren’t taking chances with the mysterious Brother who supposedly marked her. She always wore her plug as a memento for when she couldn’t be with them.

At her next doctor’s visit, he pronounced her and the fetus in good health. She let him fuck her ass.

Women in long coats and scarves and sunglasses started showing up when I visited Grady. None of them were Rene. He never let my butt hurt less than a dull burn. I got fucked, creamed, and dismissed. Black cock was beginning to feel like a chore.

Grady’s latest instruction to me was that I was to set up another neighborhood party, this one for a subset of the original party, plus a few neighbor women whom his new sluts recommended.

The party went well. My husband stayed out all night. Three new women succumbed to the Fentons’ ‘charm.’

Just as Grady predicted, Gracie caught a black man’s seed before I did. Rene was also pregnant. One of the first four women also took a cum bullet to her egg. Nina’s pregnancy continued to go well.

I drove her to Steve’s house one night, but only let him fuck my ass. I gave the best blowjob I could to Reggie before he ordered me to put his hard cock into my daughter’s begging pussy. They no longer needed to use a female condom. Both got fully tested for STDs through Dr. Farragut. Nina came twice as hard that night, multiple times!

The next time Grady was breeding me, I was wired up as frightfully as Rene had been weeks previously. A neighbor woman was writhing in the stocks as Rabb fucked her ass hard. She screamed into a ball gag!

My screams matched hers each time Grady upped the current to my sensitive, tortured erogenous zones. His cock sawed slowly in and out of my dripping snatch! He knew just how I liked it, and then he made it agony. “PLEASE STOP!!”

Grady leaned down and licked my tears away. “Not yet, you addicted slut. You have to feel the full range of pleasure and pain.”

My torture continued for nearly an hour. I came six times. He spunked my cervix twice in that time. Rabb had to drive me home.

Nina was six months pregnant when a fertilized egg finally attached to my womb’s lining. A week later, Dr. Farragut confirmed the home test kit’s result. He fucked my pussy for the first time.

I told my husband that I was pregnant, and that I was going to keep the baby. I told him I didn’t know who the father was. “It could be anybody.” He’d learned by now to stop asking questions about my private life outside of our home.

The only real surprise was Rabb began to pay attention to Nina again. He asked her out, and she accepted.

I drove to Reggie’s home and got royally fucked by my favorite black cock. He wasn’t painfully huge like Rabb, but a bit larger than Grady, and he treated me good in the sack. I did my best in return. He did love my tits, occasionally calling me his White Mamma.

“I love how your tits are filling out.” He slapped my butt gently, sending a jolt through my soreness. “I can’t wait to drink my white mamma’s milk.” Seconds later, he was cumming into my white slut cunt.

When Grady learned of my pregnancy, he stopped locking me in the stocks and tying me to the bench. “Unless you want to be.” The torture/pleasure devices were neatly tucked away when I visited.

There was a different kind of visitor who came regularly to Grady’s home. He was a less than handsome black man introduced to me as “Robert.” I asked him shyly, “By your name, should I expect a ‘personality’ of Rabb’s proportions?”

Robert chuckled. “You’ll see.” He leaned in to kiss me deeply. I replied to his tongue with mine.

As the new black man and I frenched, Grady explained, “It’s my duty to make sure the women bred, by me and my son, are well looked after.”

“Your job is to be good to my baby and to obey Robert as you obey me.” His voice was suddenly dark.

Robert took the cue. I shrieked and pulled away! “He bit my tongue!” I stamped my foot and sucked the oozing blood from my wounded appendage.

“Bitch, did I say you could put your black cock licker in my mouth!” Robert smacked me in the face! “Kneel!”

I found myself on my knees before I could think straight again. He whipped out his cock. “Worship this black dick, you white breeding sow!” I didn’t dare refuse him even though I was bleeding and in great pain!

It hurt to suck him in, but suck I did! The ache in my tongue grew as I worked fervently to do what I could to please Robert. His cock was about the same size as Grady’s, big but not massive.

He fucked my throat so roughly that he choked me considerably. I gasped for breath after he pulled out, spitting cum onto the carpet. Robert pulled me up by my hair and led me to a bedroom. I was bent over and fucked from behind up the ass. Grady entered and observed my range of behaviors and emotions without betraying his feelings.

I was so used to being brutalized in Grady’s home that my biggest concern was having to clean up the cum that landed on the carpet. While getting fucked in the spare room, my tears and whimpering were real. I just cared less, and that allowed my “self” to hide in the growing pleasure warming my loins. The big prick drove masterfully through my wet cunt!

“YAAAAHHH!!” I squealed in delight and discomfort! Robert fucked my butt good but didn’t let me cum yet - probably to prove that he was in charge of my orgasms. Minutes later, black fingers entered my cunt as his prick pounded my backside, driving me to incredible heights of arousal!

Grady grinned, pleased with how well Robert had taken control of me. Robert pulled out of my ass then came onto my back, painting a large semen circle. “You’re my bitch now!” His hand continued drilling fingers into my cunt and across my clit!

The sensations of his fingers on my sensitive areas, after being stuffed and painted with sperm, were too much! I screamed in ecstasy, cumming hard, finally! “YESSSS!”

Grady applauded with a few smug claps.

I expected Robert to make me suck his ass-conquering prick, but he simply grabbed one of the many towels stacked in a nightstand and threw it in my face. “Wipe me, slut.”

I hurried to the task, wishing he would fuck my pussy to another climax. I was amazed. After two ejaculations, his dick remained standing. Did he take a pill for that? “Thank you, Mr...” I didn’t know his last name and feared calling him by his proper one.

Robert smirked, his eyes gleaming with dominance. “You’ll address me as Sir.”

“Yes, Sir.” I bowed my head to him and continued cleaning his persistent prick. “M-may I inquire about your life?” I’d noticed that all the black men I’d met in the bizarre web of blacks breeding white women had been solidly middle class, well educated, and well spoken.

“I’m a lawyer. I specialize in family law. I know exactly how to bend it to my clients’ needs.”

That would be very useful for the “cause” which the Fentons pursued relentlessly. The black police officer who patrolled our neighborhood was just another piece of their conspiracy. “I am honored to serve you, Sir. I am but a mere store clerk and housewife. Thank you again for using me for whatever pleasure you desire.”

He nodded, pleased with my subservience. “You’re doing well, Lila. Keep it up.”

Grady gestured for him to leave the room. “That was your reward for being a good, white breeding pig. Now go home and tell your slut daughter to get over here. Rabb’s expecting your knocked-up offspring.”

“I will, Mr. Fenton.” I took a few swipes with the hand towel at my messy pussy before dressing quickly and exiting his house.

My home was just a house, these days. I slept and ate here, when I wasn’t working or being impregnated by black dick. I gave Nina her marching orders, and she reacted timidly. “Rabb’s going to hurt me badly.” But she said it in the way I’d learned that meant she’d probably cum a lot on his huge black dick.

“It’s too late in your pregnancy for him to risk it, Sweetheart.” I reminded her.

“That never stopped Steve and Reggie...” She looked down, resigned to her fate.

“You have to stop seeing them. If you miscarry, Rabb might kill you.” I didn’t think he actually would, ever, but I had to drive the fear into her.

Tears formed in my daughter’s eyes. “Mom, they’re my friends. They’ve been good to me. And Steve is gentle when he’s in a good mood.”

Reggie was transparent about his moods and desires. He could rough us up far worse than Steve, but Steve was a wild card. One minute he was spraying your ass with cum, and the next he was slapping your face and tits and pussy! I realized how fucked up our sense of safety and fairness had become, but we had surrendered to our fates, my dear daughter and I.

“Talk to Selene.” That might be the smartest thing for more than one of our dilemmas.