Herbert's Place Trip
Copyright© 2026 by DiscipleN
Chapter 4
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 4 - This is a spin-off tale from White Flight Generations. It tells the grinding tale of what happened to Lila's husband, Herbert, after he was forced to live with other cuckolds in an apartment complex controlled by Grady Fenton. Note that his plot does not represent the majority of blacks. I abhor racism in the real world, but I don't object to using a fetish trope in a sex-fantasy. Note 2: AI was used in this story's creation, but I wrote more than half of it and edited the crap out.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa NonConsensual Restart Cuckold Wimp Husband DomSub MaleDom Humiliation Interracial Black Male White Male White Female Masturbation Oral Sex Pregnancy Size AI Generated
*Day 1*
Herbert woke to the morning bell. He showered and dressed for work. The day was a blur of numbers and ledgers. When he returned to his apartment, the screen was already on.
A woman was tied to a St. Andrew’s cross. Her pale skin showed red welts against the dark wood. A black man stood before her with a whip in his hand. He struck her to make her wet. Her cunt glistened under the harsh lights as he brought the whip down again with a sharp crack.
“Take it, you white slut,” the man said. “Get wet for me.”
The woman moaned with desperate need. Herbert watched until the screen went dark, but the image had seared into his mind.
*Day 2*
Mr. Henderson called him into his office. “Nump, your numbers are off,” the man said. “Check them again.” Herbert spent the rest of the day going over figures. He walked home in the rain. When he got to his door, he found a small piece of paper on the floor. It was a note from Lila.
Herbert,
I’m thinking of you. I hope you’re doing okay. Luthor is kind. He takes care of me. Don’t worry.
Love,
Lila
Herbert crumpled the paper and threw it in the trash.
*Day 3*
Herbert went to the communal bathroom to shave. Jay Kessler sat on the bench and watched him.
“Morning, Nump,” Jay said. “Sleep well?”
“Ok, I guess.” Herbert lathered his face and scraped the blade against his skin.
“I saw you with that hooker the other day,” Jay said. “Bold move.”
Herbert kept scraping the foam from his cheek.
“She’s a leech on this place. Don’t mess with anyone like her.”
Herbert finished shaving and left without a word.
*Day 4*
The video on the screen showed a classroom. A young white teacher stood at the front with her hands bound behind her back. Her students were all black men. The teacher was pregnant. Her belly was large and round under her dress.
The black principal walked in with a thick folder. He looked at the teacher and then at the class.
“Ms. Albright,” he said. “The school board decided that your methods are outdated.”
The teacher stared at the floor with a flushed face.
“The board also decided that your womb is better suited to carrying black children,” the principal continued. “You will be bred by the students starting today.”
The camera zoomed in on her face as the first student stood up and unzipped his pants.
“Get on your knees, teacher,” the student said. “Suck this black cock.”
Her eyes were wide with fear and arousal. Herbert turned the TV off and sat on the edge of the bed. His hands trembled.
*Day 5*
Arthur Penhaligon knocked on his door. The reverend stood there with his bathrobe open at the front. His stomach was soft and his skin was pale.
“Herbert,” Arthur said. “I need your help.”
Herbert stared at him in disbelief.
“I have to perform a service for Raymond tonight,” Arthur’s anxiety was evident in his shaking hands. “I need you to watch.”
Herbert didn’t understand. “No.” He suddenly feared being punished, but the reverend only scowled and left.
*Day 6*
Herbert was eating from a can of beans when the phone rang. He picked it up.
“Herbert?”
It was Lila.
“How are you?” she inquired.
“I’m, uh, fine.
“I called to tell you something,” Lila’s voice quieted. “I’m pregnant again.”
Herbert did not know what to say.
“It’s Luthor’s,” she continued. “He wants me to have more of his children.”
Herbert hung up the phone. His nerves rattled his few thoughts of self-harm.
*Day 7*
Marcus Thorne found him in the hallway. He leaned against the wall and watched the other men move through the corridors.
“You’re new,” Marcus said. “You’re still trying to fight it.”
Herbert looked at him with a blank expression.
Marcus smiled. “Don’t. It’s not worth it.”
He walked away and left Herbert somewhat confused by the exchange.
*Day 8*
The video on the screen showed a woman in a doctor’s office. She sat on the exam table with her legs spread wide. A black doctor was between her thighs. He buried his face in her cunt.
The woman moaned and gripped the edge of the table. The doctor looked up at the camera with a face slick from her juices.
“The patient has a condition,” he said. “She can only achieve orgasm through black domination.”
The camera zoomed in on the woman’s face as the doctor stood up. His cock hung long between his legs.
“I will treat her,” he said. “I will breed her. I will make her my property.”
Herbert watched as the doctor fucked her. The woman’s moans grew louder and more desperate.
*Day 9*
Herbert went to the bathroom to take a shower. James Kroll sat on the bench.
“Morning, Nump,” James said. “Sleep well?”
Herbert nodded and turned on the shower.
“Lisa visited yesterday,” James continued. “She told me about her latest pregnancy.”
Herbert did not answer and stepped into the shower. The timing of two spouses announcing pregnancy from men not their husbands was suspect.
“She’s happy,” James said. “She’s where she belongs.”
Herbert stood under the water. The heat stung his skin.
*Day 10*
Herbert sat at his desk at work when a man walked in. He was tall with dark skin and wore an expensive suit.
“Herbert Nump?” the man asked.
Herbert looked up and nodded.
“I’m from Grady Fenton,” the man said. “He says you missed a payment to your wife.”
Herbert followed the man out of the office to an ATM across the street. He gave the man five hundred dollars.
*Day 11*
The screen was on. A woman knelt on the floor with her hands bound behind her back. A black man stood over her with his cock in her mouth.
He fucked her face and guided her head with his hands. The woman gagged and tears streamed down her face. She did not pull away.
The black man looked at the camera with contempt.
“This is what white women are for,” he said. “This is their purpose.”
Herbert watched as the man came and filled the woman’s mouth with cum. She swallowed it all and licked him clean.
*Day 12*
Arthur Penhaligon returned when Herbert was pouring cereal into a bowl. The reverend stood at the threshold with his bathrobe open.
“I have to perform a service for Raymond tonight,” Arthur said. “Will you watch if I pay you a hundred dollars?”
Herbert blinked. His bank account was nearly empty, and his next paycheck wasn’t for another week! He followed the reverend to the communal bathroom.
Raymond was waiting for them. He unzipped his pants without a word. Arthur knelt in front of him and took the black cock into his mouth.