Chapter 27: Acceptance

“Are you awake, little slavegirl?”

“Yes Master, I’m awake.” She wriggled in his arms to face him. “Thank you for fucking me last night Master. It was so wonderful. I came so many times. Thank you for buying me.”

Tyrone chuckled to himself. His cock had done the trick again. “I always try to please my sluts. But last night you seemed to be afraid of me. You don’t seem that way anymore.”

Emma got serious. “Master, I’m just a girl and you are a big strong man. Last night, was the first time I was sold and I was afraid. You are so strong that you could hurt me if you wanted. But in thinking about it, I realize that my fear came from my racism and my white privilege. Even though I had submitted myself to Master Abdi, my white privilege denied that he had the right to sell me. I just didn’t accept it. But I do now. I accept that I am a little white slavegirl and that I will always be owned by a Black man. While you own me, I will do everything I can to please you and if you ever sell me I will please my new Master. Thank you for buying me Master.”

Tyrone was stunned by this declaration. This slut had totally submitted to him. He wouldn’t have to use force to subjugate her! She was totally his. “Do you want me to sell you slut?”

“Oh no Master” she gushed. “Please keep me. Please fuck me with that big Black cock. I want to get fucked by it again and again and again.”

Tyrone chuckled to himself.

A little later, after they had showered and had something to eat, Emma asked, “Master, will I be living here from now on?”

“For now, slut. That may change. Why do you ask? Do you want to go somewhere?”

“Master” she said shyly, “you fucked a lot of Black cum into my pussy last night. I think I need to go home to get my birth control pills so that I don’t have a baby.” But maybe he wants to fuck a Black baby into me. If he does, she would be happy to be bred my him. She is his property.

“Won’t your daddy be mad if you bring your Black master to your home?” he chuckled.

“I don’t have a daddy. He never married my mother. I never met him.” Emma never thought about her daddy. There was still a hole in her heart from the missing man in her life.

Tyrone could see that the fact that her daddy had abandoned her still bothered her. A lot of the sluts he had owned over the years had daddy issues. “Well, you have a Daddy now. I will be your Black Daddy. In fact, when other people are around, I want you to call me Daddy. I will always look after you. Would you like that Emma?”

He had called her Emma. That was the first time. He said that he would be her Daddy. It made her feel good. “Yes, Daddy. I would like that.”

“What about your mother. What would she say if her daughter comes home with a new Black Daddy?”

“My mother won’t say anything, Daddy. She’s a slavegirl too. Abdi owns her.”

Tyrone’s respect for the boy grew. He had managed to enslave a grown women. “Let’s go to your house and you can pack up your stuff.”

“Emma smiled. Thank you Daddy.”

Emma proudly let Tyrone into her house walking hand-in-hand with him. Her mother was waiting when they entered. “Mom, this is my new Daddy Tyrone. He’s my new Master.”