Chapter 6: They Go Above Ground and Assess the Damage and Find the Bags

After their night of sleeping it all off, Marcus felt Geraldine wake up and get up out of bed and leave the room.

He and her husband Gerald who was totally knocked out still his hand had remained on Marcus’s huge cock not even able to grasp around the huge girth of it that night, as Marcus now awake pulled it from with the grasp of her husband.

As he lay there and turned to lay flat on his back now and gave thoughts to just what this day would bring forth for not only him but these two new founded white slaves of his, his drugs had helped him get to become fully outright such as that at least for the time being.

Thinking and hoping that once they went above ground this morning he could find his suv somehow in whatever shape it would be in and get to his bags he had stored away to bring into the home that now most certainly was destroyed from that wedge tornado that had come right across their farm yesterday, and how he had gotten down here into their bunker and now taken over these two.

Finally he got himself up and found his boxers and put them on, and left the room leaving the husband Gerald all alone sound asleep as could be, and in part that way due to the side affect of the obedient drug Marcus had shot his ass up with last night.

It was not so much a worry about him at this moment and for some time to come today, but the thing about his lovely little white wife coming out of her drug induced form of obedience did worry Marcus somewhat.

Her mind as yet from all the past times he had used it on other white wives, was that just one dose was not enough to have her entire mind under his control for the full length of time it took to become the Black Master of the white families in the past.

Damn they all just had to find his suv and those bags stored away in it, everything that would be needed was in those damn bags!

Thinking of all this as he now walked out of the bedroom and into the living room and seeing the lovely little white wife Geraldine dressed in only loose fitting shorts with a tshirt top on as she was busy in the kitchen preparing breakfast and now smelling the coffee brewing as Marcus walked towards the kitchen his eyes fixated on how that fine tight little ass of hers jiggled and wiggled about as she moved from here to there but in totally firm muscled form.

He walked right into the kitchen as yet Geraldine had not even noticed him now in her midst, her mind was so garbled and foggy with the affects of whatever it was she was given to by their huge black man intruder, now her total thoughts and desires to be his were all that filled her mind, along with flashbacks of last nights happenings causing strange powerful feelings of desire about it all inside her body and mind.

She felt like a new woman at this point, a totally newly discovered newlywed of sorts her mind tossed about the thoughts of, as she cooked and prepared the breakfast for them all.

Her entire little womanly body shivered all over as the huge black hands of her newly acquired husband of sorts one she was fully committed to obeying without so much as a fuss or fight, as she flung her head back and moaned in the new founded desire of being touched and grabbed like this around her small tiny little waist, looking down to see how those huge black hands surrounded her entire waist up into them.

Marcus seeing and feeling this happening from her knew at least for now she was still under the drugs designed affects but how much longer he just did not know.

The little wife’s head laid back against his black body was nowhere even near his chest muscles at all, inches under them as he hugged her back against him, her head flung back as gasping moans came from her with her eyes closed in total desire feeling his body against her so much smaller one.

Marcus moved a bit backwards still grasping his huge black hands around her tiny little white waist and lowered his head downwards and lightly kissed her neck sending untold shivers of both desire and fearful fright of his hugeness over her smallness, strong gasping moans of it all mixed together coming from her.

He now whispered to her; “Good morning my fine beautiful little lovely woman, you look so hot and good this morning in my arms.”

Geraldine’s body melted back into him totally giving of herself to him in absolute wanton desire of his touch and the feel of his giant black man body against her tiny small white woman one.

Just as this was going on in came Gerald who now stood just right in front of the two of them in this forbidden passionate embrace, thoughts of long past history about such behavior crashing through and filling his mind with the thoughts of how it all was back when white’s were the Masters and Blacks were the obedient slaves and subservient’s.

Everything now was all backwards as Gerald loved and cherished the thoughts of seeing his little wife in the arms of this huge giant of a black man so small in size against his unbelievable stature of hugeness.

His eyes cast downwards to see those huge black hands of his so easily and fully wrapped around the tiny waist of his wife, sending wild illicit shivers of everything throughout Gerald’s own body the thoughts of what was to come forth today dancing about like a whole showing of ballerinas and such through his mind.

As he carefully moved forth intently watching and wanting to see if he was allowed to even now touch and hug or even kiss his wife, something from the very first day of their long marriage together he had done religiously every single morning?

Marcus paid him not one bit of attention as Gerald moved towards his wife like this, and leaned down and kissed her good morning hearing and feeling her moans of the desire and pleasure she was feeling in the arms of this giant among their far inferior size and smallness.

Gerald could not help himself at all as he broke the daily morning kissing of his wife, and standing right there hugging what little of her was left for him to do so as he had always done said; “You look so lovely in his arms honey, and today is the day you finally succumb to him.”

Geraldine ever louder moaned out in outright desire and lust of it all, and said; “Yes ... Oh Yes ... Today is the day honey!”

Gerald now still hugging her trembling and shivering body said; “We must find what he needs today, we have to find his bags!”

Geraldine loudly groaned out in reply shaking her head yes, and so filled with the thoughts of just what all this meant once they had gone above ground and searched and found those bags needed for her to be finally fucked by his huge giant black Master of theirs.

Neither one had one single thought about their farm or home or any of that, their minds outright only desire and such were to find those bags of their now Black Master so whatever was in them could be used to have Geraldine able to take his huge black cock inside her.

Marcus seeing and hearing all this smiled and proudly now knew these two were fully in his powers and control now, and once they were above ground he could then initiate and bring forth his plan for all that and tell them both of it all, to which they both would be so obediently agreeable to and surrender all for it to happen.

As all this unfolded Marcus freed the lovely little white wife from his grasp and declared that he and Gerald needed to go sit down and have coffee and discuss what they would soon find above ground this morning, as Geraldine agreed and began making pancakes for them all and served her two men coffee making sure her black master got his first.

Breakfast was finally served by Geraldine the huge pile of pancakes on one platter and bacon and sausage on another for her hungry men and herself to feed on this morning.

Not much talking was done then at all as they all ate heartedly and drank their coffee as Geraldine made absolutely sure to fill her black masters coffee cup up first then hers secondly, and her husbands last, like from now on he would get the leftovers.

Finally done eating both Gerald and Marcus sat finishing their coffee and discussing about just they both suspected to find once they got above ground and the thoughts of the conditions of the farm they would then see.

Marcus outright told Gerald he expected that everything would be gone from the size and shape of that wedge tornado he saw coming right at their farm as he was there at their bunker door trying to get let down into it from it all.

Going on to tell now tell both Gerald and Geraldine that he doubted they even had anything of a farm left at all, and that they may not even find anything of their farm equipment or personal vehicles and doubted that even his own brand new suv could even be spotted or found anything of.

That said both Gerald and his lovely wife Geraldine totally outright insisted that they would have to do whatever to find those bags Marcus needed!

As the morning dishes were washed and all done, they all got up from the table and went into the bedroom and found their shoes and put them on and headed to the stairs in just the meager clothes they all had on.