White Lives Owned

Warning! This is a fictional story of Domination and slavery.  The story may include topics that may be offensive to some. It includes teens, incest, intense BDSM scenes, consensual and non-consensual slavery.  In this story, the age of consent for sex is age 16.   Some aspects of this story could seem too extreme to some people.  Therefore, if this offends you then please move on.  

Chapter Summary: This story is a spinoff of my story “Owning My Family”.  It follows the rise of black families from rags to riches by owning wealthy white families.  The story involves interracial domination and slavery.  This chapter follows the point of view of white slave Chris who is owned by Black Master Malik.   Master Malik is introduced to slave Chris’s family. 

Characters:

• Master Malik - Young Superior Black man. Son of the Nahla and Jamiul Martin.  A member of the wrestling team and now the Owner of slave Chris. Age 16, 6ft tall. 190 pounds, 9 inches long, and 6 inches around cock.  Solid muscles, toned and flexible to take down his opponent.  Competitive by nature.  Raised to be a proud Gay Black Man.  

• Slave Chris - White Slave to Master Malik.  Son of a rich white lawyer.  Submitted to be a designated bully for a black boy (Master Malik).  Age 16, 115 pounds, 5 ft 6 inches tall, 4 inch dick.  Blond hair with hazel eyes.  White boy with the need to submit to Superior Black people.

• Slave Freddy - White slave to Master Malik.  Son of a rich businesswoman, twin brother of slave Charlie, and older brother of slave Kenny.  Freddy challenged Master Malik to a fight and lost.  That loss cost Freddy his freedom.  Age 21, 180 pounds, 5 ft 10in, 5 inch dick.  

• Mistress Nahla Martin - Mother of Malik and wife of Jamiul Martin. A proud black lawyer trying to do right by black people.   Worked years trying to reparations for the descendants of black slaves. 

• Master Jamiul Martin - Father of Malik and husband to Nahla Martin. A proud black lawyer trying to do right by his black brothers.  Worked years trying to reparations for the descendants of black slaves.  Age 45, 6ft 2 inches tall.  200 pounds, 11 inches long, and 6.5 inches around cock.  Solid muscle with a football linebacker build.  Just as competitive as his son.  Raised as a proud straight Black Man.  

• Master Marcus King - Young Superior Black Man.  Boyfriend of Master Makil.  Stepson of the white high school principal.  Son of a dominant black wife to a white submissive (ie. the high school principal).  

• Slave Kenny - A willing white slave to Master Marcus. Son of a rich businesswoman, younger brother of slave Freddy and slave Charlie.  Age 17, 5ft, 7 inches tall, 150 pounds, 6 inch long dick.  Slim and hairless due to being a swimmer on the swim team.  He has been forced to be submissive to his twin brothers all his life. 

• Slave Charlie - White slave to Master Marcus.  Son of a rich businesswoman, twin brother of slave Freddy, and older brother of slave Kenny.  Freddy, Charlie's twin, challenged Master Malik to a fight and lost.  Charlie had to fight Master Marcus and lost which cost Charlie his freedom.  Age 21, 180 pounds, 5 ft 10in, 5 inch dick.  

• slave Davey - A white slave to Master Marcus. Father of slaves Kenny, Freddy, and Charlie.  Age 45, 5ft, 9 inches tall, 160 pounds, and 5-inch long dick.  Was a whore for his sons, Freddy and Charlie.  Was independently wealthy until it was taken from him by his sons and ex-wife.  The wealth that the sons took is now Master Marcus’s after he acquired the father from Freddy and Charlie.   

• Mistress Amari King - Dominant Superior Black woman.  Mother of Master Marcus King.  Wife and Owner the white principal of Maruc’s school.  Married to the principal to raise her social status and have control of the principal of Maruc’s school.   She runs a very strict household especially the slaves that she and her son own.  Her view is that all white men are inferior to Superior Black people.  So, she is training her son with the same values.  Yet, when it comes to sexual control of white slaves she is very open in their uses to her and son.  She doesn’t hide her control of white slaves but displays it openly to her neighbors and the community at large.  

• Slave Roger - Husband and white slave to Mistress Amari King.  Roger is very submissive to his Mistress.  After marrying Amari, she quickly took control of the white man.  After some training, she broke the white man into an obedient slave with the understanding that as a white man, he is inferior to all black people.  His Mistress now controls all aspects of his life.  He is BI, 35 years, white, 5’5” tall, 140 pounds, well-toned body, with a 5-inch dick.

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WHITE LIVES OWNED

POV slave Chris 

Our Masters decide it’s time for them to meet my family. I'm nervous as I walk in the front door of our house. It's home to me but to anyone else you'll call it a mansion. You see, my father owns one of the most successful law firms in the country. 

Our older black servant, Jeffery, meets us at the front door. He looks at me and my best friend Kenny suspiciously since we are only wearing our speedos and our brand new slave collars. 

Jeffery tells me, "Master Chris, Master Ronny has been trying to reach you for three days."

I always get uncomfortable when he calls me Master. Yet, my backward family has required all of the family's servants to address each member of our family as Masters and Mistresses. Jeffery and his family have been with us for generations. His black wife and their children all live on the grounds. They have three teenage kids, two boys and one girl. The boys take care of the horse stable and the grounds while Jeffery, his wife, and his daughter take care of the house. They also take care of my family's personal needs. Jeffery is our black butler who’s also my father and my personal servant. Jeffery’s wife and daughter are maids and also my brother and sister's personal servants. I suspect, at the moment, my brother is either fucking my sister or Jeffery’s daughter. 

"Jeffery, you know how I don't like being called a ‘Master’.  Well, the reason is I have met some superior men. Please let me introduce you to them."

At that point, Master Malik walks through the front door holding hands with Master Marcus. Behind Master Marcus are his slaves, Kenny and his father Davey, whom Master Marcus acquired when taking Kenny's brother, Charlie, as his slave.

On the way here, we stopped by the kinky leather shop downtown and our Masters purchased six slave collars, one for Kenny, his father Davey, and me, plus three more. With these slave collars, our Masters now have complete control of our bodies.  They can track us through an e-sim chip built into the collars.  Plus, from what Master Eric at the shop, their’s ways to punish us through electric shocks.  It has all kinds of high-tech features, like monitors for health, a mic, and a video camera.  The collars make hiding from our Masters impossible and all three of us agree we have no need for privacy from our Masters.  We owe our Masters so much. It’s like they freed us by owning us so completely.  For slaves, Kenny and Davey, our Master did free them from being whores to Kenny's cruel brothers.  For me, I feel more free now than I have ever felt.  I have been basically a slave to my family’s backward ideas.  However, I know Master will free me from my family and everyone else they enslaved!  So, as you can see all three of us are proud to be collared and owned by our Masters. 

Jeffery looks at our Masters with surprise but then nods his head in understanding when he sees I’m wearing a heavy-duty steel slave collar. He knows how I hate being called a ‘Master’. Plus, he knows my need to serve Black men.  For years, I tried to get him to be my Master in secret.  Yet, with generations of training and breeding in his blood, he wouldn’t change for me!  He has served my family for too long.  He has been a slave all his life and so has his father and father before him.  Generations of slaves!  My father controls his wife and children. So, he fears my father and especially my brother too much!  I’m too weak to stand up to them. If they found out I submitted to Jeffery, who knows what they would do to him?    

Jeffery looks at my Master and smiles, "Sir. Please follow me."

We follow Jeffery into my father’s lounge where our Masters can get more comfortable. I follow behind my Master as Jeffery gestures to the two leather recliners, the ones my father and brother would relax in for evening cocktails and chats.  Father had me sit on the floor in front of him to give him or my brother foot massages whenever we were in this room.  That’s why I call this room my father’s lounge.   

So naturally, I sit in front of my Master to massage his feet, pulling off his 12-inch size shoes. Kenny and Davey do the same thing for Master Marcus, one taking each foot. 

Jeffery asks, "Masters, would you like something to drink?" 

Master ignores me and addresses Jeffery, "Yes, my brother, that is very kind of you. I would like rum and coke. My boyfriend Marcus, would enjoy a beer.  Also, brother, don't call me Master, it's Malik and Marcus for my black brothers. We don't own you, brother. To us, we are equals. Also, get what you want to drink and join us."

"Thank you, Sirs. However, my Master wouldn't approve of my drinking without one of the Masters of the house permitting me to do so."

Master looks down at me, nodding his head.  

So, I look up at Jeffery, "It's OK Jeffery, you can have a drink and join my Master."

"Of course, Master Chris, as you wish."

"Jeffery, please no longer call me Master. I'm a slave. Master Malik has claimed me as his property now!"

"Yes, Mas… I mean Chris. I will get the drinks right away."

Jeffery runs off to get the drinks from a fully stocked bar. 

Master smiles down at me, "Boy, that feels nice. I gather your father thinks he owns that black man?"

I look up into my Master's eyes, "Yes Master, Jeffery's family has been with us for generations."

"Family? Generations?" 

"Yes, Master, Jeffery's wife, daughter, and his two sons work for us. They have worked for us ever since I can remember. Also, Jeffery's extended family, his father, mother, brothers, sisters, aunts, uncles, and cousins all work for my aunts, uncles, and cousins."

"They believe they own them like I own you, correct?"

I look down in shame and nod my head up and down. My family never really freed the most loyal black families after the Civil War.  So, those black families never escaped their shackles. They have been taught wrongly that they are owned by my family.  My family took them overseas before the war broke out and then returned afterward.  So, those slaves didn’t know they were freed in the first place.  I found the ship manifest of where they went that still had legal slavery and proof that they shipped them back after the war.  I just hope my Master can finally free them all! 

“Yes, Master.  My family never freed them after the Civil War.  They had no way to get jobs and so they continued to work for my family. My family keeps all their birth certificates and they have no other form of ID. They have no access to the internet or the outside world. Master, I have some more to confess about Jeffery’s family.”

Now, I’m really nervous, not knowing what Master is going to do when he finds out what I need to tell him. 

“Go on, slave.  And, lose the speedos.  When we are in private you will not hide anything from me. Besides, do animals wear clothes?” 

I nod my head, agreeing that Master is right, animals are naked and so can’t hide anything from their Owners.  I quickly strip off the speedos.  Kenny and Davey hear my Master’s orders and strip as well.   Master Marcus pats them on the head like they are good pets. 

I take in a big breath and resume massaging Master’s feet. 

“Master, I did a lot of family tree research on the black slaves that my family owned.  I hired historians and researchers to look into the slave's past.  Master, remember when I said my family used to own your ancestors?”

Master growls and uses his free foot to press down my now exposed balls.    I wince in pain but my dick reacts in an opposite way than you would have expected.  It’s getting hard!   Damnit! Now I am not only scared to continue but also excited about the pain the Master is doing to me.  

I stutter some, “Master…, My research discovered that Jeffery’s family is…related to your family.  One of Jeffery's family escaped before the Civil War and made a new life for themselves in the North. That escaped slave is your direct descendant. You have a common great-grandfather four generations back. I confirmed it with genetic testing.  Sorry Master before you claimed me I stole one of your jock straps and did genetic testing comparing Jeffery and you.  The test confirmed you’re cousins.”

Master looks at me with shock and then anger starts forming on his face.  His foot presses harder onto my useless white balls.  The pain spikes and tears start forming. 

Master growls even louder, “SLAVE! ARE YOU SAYING, THAT THIS SUPERIOR BLACK MAN THAT YOUR FAMILY HAS KEPT IN BONDAGE IS MY COUSIN?”

Now crying not only from the pain but from the guilt for what my family has done to my Master’s relatives.   

Wincing with shame and pain, “YES, MASTER.  I’M SO SORRY, MASTER!  I TRIED TO FREE JEFFERY AND HIS FAMILY, MASTER!  MY FATHER AND BROTHER WOULDN'T HEAR OF IT!   MY FATHER’S FAMILY TRUST FUND FORBBITED FREEING ANY SERVANTS OF OUR FAMILY!  SO, I TRIED TO GIVE JEFFERY MY INHERITANCE SO HIS FAMILY COULD ESCAPE BUT MY FATHER FOUND OUT AND TOLD MY UNCLE.  WHEN MY UNCLE FOUND OUT, HE CLOSED ALL MY ACCOUNTS LINKED TO THE TRUST.  ALSO, MY FATHER KEEPS THEIR BIRTH CERTIFICATES IN A SAFE THAT HE AND MY BROTHER ONLY KNOW THE COMBINATION. AFTER CLOSING MY ACCOUNTS, MY UNCLE WHIPPED JEFFERY AND ME IN FRONT OF ALL OF JEFFERY’S FAMILY, INCLUDING HIS FATHER, MOTHER, BROTHERS, SISTERS, AUNTS AND UNCLES. IT WAS TO SHOW THEM AND THE REST OF MY FAMILY WHAT HE WOULD DO IF THEY EVER TRY TO ESCAPE OR FREE A SLAVE! JEFFERY’S WHOLE EXTENDED FAMILY ARE ALL SLAVES TO MY FAMILY!  IT SICKENS ME SO MUCH THAT I WANTED TO DIE!   YET, WHEN I DISCOVER YOU’RE RELATED TO THEM, I KNEW YOU COULD FREE THEM IF I BECAME YOUR SLAVE!  I’M SO SORRY MASTER FOR BEING SO WEAK!  PLEASE HELP THEM, MASTER!”

Master grabs my face hard between his strong fingers, looks me in the eyes, and spits in tears covered face! 

"Slave, I will free my family. They will all pay for what they did! You will help me enslave your entire family!  That's the price for helping me. Do you agree to help me enslave your disgusting white family? They will become white animals as my mother has written in her manual for owning white animals."

"Yes, Master! Please do whatever it takes to free your family."

I am angry too! 

"Make my family as payment for what they did!  Like me, they are just animals to be owned by our black superiors. Please Master! They need to be stopped at all costs. I knew from a young age that Jeffery was superior to me. All of Jeffery's family are superior even if they don't understand it yet. Please teach them the truth, Master."
   
"Good boy!  We will start with your brother and use him to teach Jeffery the truth."

Just then Jeffery comes back into the room with a tray of drinks. Master looks at me. 

"Slave, take the drinks and serve us!" 

I rush over and grab the tray from Jeffery. He sees that I’m naked but ignores that. It's not the first time he has seen me naked. He sees me naked every day of my life since he has to dress and undress me every morning and night.  So, he isn’t shocked at my nakedness.  He’s shocked at how eager I am to serve my Master and be referred to as a slave.  He has seen how submissive I have been all my life but Master directly calling me a slave is not something he can really comprehend right now!  I have been his young Master all my life. I’m sure it’s hard for him to hear my Master call me a slave! 

Master calls out to Jeffery and gestures to the couch in front of him, "Sit and relax. Let's talk. My slave will serve you as nature intended."

Master can be very charming when he wants to. His parents taught him well. 

Jeffery walks up to Master unsure how to respond. He has never been allowed to sit on our furniture. He is usually standing and waiting for a command from my father or brother. I never felt I could command him. So, I always asked him for help instead of ordering him around. 

The only time I have seen Jeffery on furniture is when my father takes him to his bed. I have snuck into my father's bed chambers many times to watch Jeffery and my father roleplay.  It’s a reversal roleplay.  In their roleplay, Jeffery is the Master and my father is the slave. Yet, deep down I believe my father wants to be a slave just like I do.  His roleplay as a slave looked too natural to me.  So, the real roleplay is him pretending to be a Master in front of my Uncle and brother.  He fears my uncle who is the head of the family when my grandfather passed away. So, in a way, my father is like a slave to my Uncle and more recently my brother. He does whatever my Uncle or Brother orders him to do. Well, my Father will soon have a new Master.  I smile at that thought. 

Master points to the couch, "Sit brother. We need to talk."

"But.. I am not allowed."

I know he needs my approval, "Jeffery, it's OK you can sit on the couch." 

"Yes, Master."

He sits down just on the edge, not sure if it's really OK. 

Master looks into Jeffery's eyes, "Sit back and relax, brother. I just want to talk.  We are kin, you and I.  My boy will serve us as we get to know each other. You can do that, right?" 

"Sir, I guess that will be OK as long as Master Chris is OK with it."

Master looks at me, "You're OK with Jeffery relaxing and us black men having a men-to-men conversation, RIGHT WHTIE BOY?" 

"Yes, Master of course. Please Jeffery talk with my Master and I will serve you for a change, OK?" 

"Yes, Master Chris. If that's what you want."

"It is.  Please talk with Master Malik."

"As you wish, Master."

Master smiles warmly at Jeffery as I serve all three superior black men their drinks. I suspect Jeffery's drink is a club soda and lime. It's what my father would allow Jeffery to drink when they were playing role reversal. Is that what he thinks is happening with Master and me, we are role-playing.

"Now Jeffery, we are brothers in more ways than one. But before I get into that, let me explain what has happened to your young Master, Chris.  He has willingly submitted to me as a slave. He is now to be known as slave Chris.  I own slave Chris in much the same way as his father owns you. However, it's different from your enslavement. He chose to be my slave. You were born into it. I plan on freeing you and your entire clan. When I'm done this white family will become my slaves, my property. I will own them like I own slave Chris, here."

Master pats my naked ass as I hand him his drink which causes me to smile proudly that he likes owning me.  Jeffery’s mouth falls open. 

"Jeffery, when I enslave this entire awful white family, I will own you too. Then I will free you and your whole clan, including your wife, kids, and your whole extended family."

Jeffery looks confused, "But Sir, how?" 

"Leave that up to me. All I ask of you is to do nothing and don't try to stop it."

"Sir, I'm not sure. If my Master’s brother or his other son finds out, they will make my family pay!”, I can see true fear in his eyes which I understand completely!

“Plus, Sir, I don't want to be freed. Serving is all I know. I enjoy serving my Masters even if I get punished often.  Sir, I think I like serving men. It gives me joy and purpose, Sir."

"I see. So you like serving men. However, how do you know you wouldn’t enjoy controlling men too?" 

"Because Sir, my Master would sometimes have me control him, making me pretend to be his Master.  However, Sir, I find it wrong and disgusting. I hated every second of it.  Sir, if you did somehow take ownership of me, could I stay in your service? I would love to serve you, Sir."

Now Master is shocked! It's the first time I have seen Master speechless.  He thinks about it for a couple of minutes.  I can see Jeffery is nervous.  I understand how nervous it can be to ask a superior to serve them.  What if Master says no?  It’s the worst thing a submissive can ever hear.  Jeffery watches Master closely, trying to read him for signs of accepting his submission.  

"I was raised to be a proud black man and not serve anyone except my family. However, you’re my family.  If I can serve my family then you can serve me if you wish. Yet, it has to be your choice after I free you. Then after being freed, if you want, you may ask to submit to me.  At that point, I would take you like a little brother.  You can then serve me as you wish by being my submissive little brother."

Jeffery smiles the biggest I have ever seen him do. He sees what I see in my Master. We are the same in a way. However, he will always be my superior regardless of what happens.

“Jeffery, one more thing,” petting my head now that I’m kneeling at his side. 

“My white slave boy here has just informed me that we are related, you and I.  The boy has done extensive research, doing background checks on your clan.  It seems we have a common great-great-grandfather someplace down our shared family tree.  So, as you can see when I said we are brothers, I meant we are really family and not just because we are black.  Do you understand, Jeffery?”

While Master is talking, he has Jeffery’s full attention.  The realization that he has family members who are free black men sparks something deep inside him.  He has always thought he was the property of my father since all his family members are slaves too.  That’s all he has ever known.  This is the first time he has had a real conversation with a free black man.  Then to be one of his family members gives him hope that maybe his boys will not end up lifetime slaves like him and his wife.  He knows if given a chance he would serve this black Master.  It’s all that he has ever been and has enjoyed serving his white Master all his life.  Yet, if he is like me, being able to serve a Black Master would be a dream come true.  To see a Black Man have power over a white man like my Uncle or Father would be something special for him to see.  Master could be a role model for his sons that he couldn’t think of being.  
  
Master asks, “So Jeffery, can I trust you to not interfere with my acquisition of this white family?” 

I see new hope in his eyes.  I suspect it’s for his sons that drives him to nod yes.  Then he falls to his knees between Master’s legs and looks up at him,  “Yes Sir, I won’t interfere.  It would be something to see, Sir.”

He then bows his head in submission to my Master.   Master lifts his head with one finger and looks him in the eyes, “Thank you, boy.  I have plans for you.  I think you will like them.”

Jeffery then takes Master’s left foot and starts rubbing it.  Master turns his attention to me as I resume rubbing his right foot.   

Master commands, “SUCK!”

I quickly crawl between Master’s legs and pull down his shorts, diving onto his amazing black cock!  Jeffery watches me take all 9 inches down my throat without any issues.  

Master moans and looks at Jeffery, “Boy, this is where white boys like this belong,  It’s instinct is to serve its superiors.  My mother calls them white male animals.” 

Jeffrey asks in a tone that sounds like he is amazed and shocked at the same time, "But…Sir…How… Why… He's my Master's son. How is he taking it all? How did you do this, Sir? Why is he a white male animal?" 

"Boy, it may be the son of your owner but it is also my slave. It freely gave itself to me. So, I took it because I could.  It's that simple…  It knows it’s a white male animal deep inside its gut. Therefore, I'm its natural superior since I’m an Alpha Black man. Deep down inside its soul, it knows this is true.  It's my pet, slave, and animal livestock that I own. I own it just like I would own a dog and a horse.  The only difference is it's more intelligent than other animals. That makes it special but not superior to other animals. They are equal in being the property of their Owner. White male animals can be taught more useful skills like it's doing now.  That's why they are special. Horses are special because they can carry a human many miles faster than other animals. Yet, that skill doesn't make the horse superior to a dog or a white male animal.  Each owned animal has its own uses and skill sets. This one right now is being useful by sucking my cock which pleases me.  It’s a skill it’s very good at."

"WOW! I never thought of white men as animals or even slaves. I have only known them as my Masters or my Superiors."

"IT is a special white male animal. There are some Alphas within the white male animal population. Yet, when faced with an Alpha black man they know that they are inferior creatures, born to serve us as their Black Masters. It’s just the way nature made them.  We are all part of the animal kingdom. And in the animal kingdom, there are always Alphas and those who follow their Alphas."

We then heard a crack from the floor broads behind us. 

Master calls out, "Ronny, come join us!" 

Ronny quickly walks into the room and yells out, "That's not true! I am the Alpha of this house."

Ronny then sees me bobbing up and down on Master's massive black cock. My sister and Jeffery's daughter are on either side of him with his arms wrapped around their shoulders. They are naked and look like they have just been fucked hard.  I'm not surprised.  They are weaker than him just like I have been all my life. Master is right. He was my Alpha growing up. In fact, he was my father's Alpha when he was old enough to take charge of him. I did a lot of the same things that Jeffery does around the house. Now that I think about it, Ronny trained me to be a slave to him as I was growing up. I helped Jeffery bring him food, clean his room, wash his clothes, and put them away.  The only thing I didn't do was dress him and wash him in the shower. That was the job of his girls, my sister, and Jeffrey's daughter or his wife.  I suspect he just wanted to see them naked or have them see him naked. 

"You were the Alpha. Not anymore!" 

Master smirks at my brother with obvious contempt in his voice. 

My brother yells out, "How dare you!  You fucking nigg…" as he runs towards Master.  Yet, Master Marcus trips him causing him to fall on his hands and knees where he belongs. Master Marcus is quick to grab him by his shirt, forcing him back and at the same time rips his shirt off.  This made my brother hesitate for just a moment giving Marcus time to grab hold of his shoulders with a vice grip. My brother winces in pain, still trying to attack my Master.  Jeffery and I move back to let our superiors sort this out.  True to his word Jeffery didn't interfere despite being bigger than both Masters. 

They gave Ronny time to calm down. He finally gave up when he couldn't free himself from Master Marcus's grip. 

Master grabs Ronny with his strong right hand and forces him to look him in the eyes, "Boy, are you done?"

"Fuck you!  If it wasn't for your thug, I would have beaten the shit out of your Black nig...ass…"

Master backhands him before he can finish and then grabs his face again with his right hand. 

"I don't want to ever hear that fucking word ever come out of your white pussy mouth. Is that clear, white boy?"

Master squeezes his face hard while Master Marcus does the same to his shoulders. He cries out in pain but nods his head as best he can under the grip of both Masters. 

Master let up some allowing Ronny to talk, then orders, "Say it, say you will never use that word again!" 

Looking at Master with more fear than I have ever seen him show in his face and body language. He is shaking no!

“Say it!”

“I will never say, ni… that word again!” 

Master lets go of his face and Master Marcus eases up on his shoulders but never lets go of them. 

"Now as you were saying before trying to attack me, you think you're the Alpha of this house and all that lives within it, correct?" 

"Damn right, I am! I own them all! Even my wimpy ass brother and my bitch sister. I even own my stupid ass father who thinks being a long-time lawyer makes him better than me. I taught him and everyone in this house who's their Alpha!  Didn't I bitches?", glancing at my sister and Jeffrey's daughter. 

They both squeak out softly, "Yes Master!" 

He smiles, proud of himself, "Of course, I own my n..slaves, I meant my black servants. They're all mine! You need to leave and give me back my brother. He's mine!"

"That's where you're mistaken, boy.  I own your brother, NOW!  If you want him back then fight me one-on-one.  The winner acquires the body of the loser as his property and everything he owns."

I see he is pissed!  I imagine he is pissed that Master has taken, me, his possession from him.   My brother is very possessive and a spoiled brat!  In his mind, Master sold me!   Then a smile starts to form on his face.

"So, if I win then I get my brother back and you’re mine as well?" 

"Correct, boy, However, if I win then I get you completely.  Not just your body to use as I see fit but everything you own including all your slaves and possessions."

"What if I refuse to fight?"

"Then I will be back every day and night. After all, I'm a guest of your brother. Your brother may even invite me to live here, wouldn't you, my slave."

"Yes, Master, of course. You can have my room. BTW, our father is out of the country for a few weeks. So, you can have the run of the house. It is your right since you own me."

Ronny glares at me. But I just smile back at him knowing it just pisses him off more. The more pissed he gets, the stupider he tends to be. 

I can tell how angry he is that a free black man would be invading his home and what is his!  He knows there’s nothing he can do to stop my Master from moving in.  Well unless he fights him. He doesn't know what a huge mistake he is about to make!   Kenny’s brothers made the same mistake and look what happened to them and their frat for that matter.   

"OK, what are the rules?" 
 
Master laughs, "Rules? Boy, well I see only a few.” 
No one is killed or sent to the hospital
Only hand-to-hand combat, no weapons except our bodies. There is too much at stake not to fight for all its worth.
The first to be fucked in the ass loses.
The loser becomes the property of the winner.   

“Do you agree to the terms?”

"Agreed and stop calling me BOY!  I'm not your boy." 

Master smiles, "Not yet, BOY!.", patting him on the face. 

Master then places a fighting contract on the ground in front of Ronny

“Sign this!”

Ronny picks it up and reads.  

He laughs, “You don’t trust me, do you?  This a fighting contract with the terms you put above.  The winner of our fight takes all.”, waving the contract in his hand.

“Boy, nope I don’t trust white boys like you!  If you want your brother back and me as another one of your black slaves, sign the contract.”

“Fine!  It’s your freedom that will be forfeited. Hope you are prepared for a life of servitude to me, your new White Master, black boy!”

Ronny places the contract on the floor and signs it.  I helped Master draft the contract so he knew what to add that my brother owns.  He has over half a stake in my father’s law firm which gives him a controlling interest.  Father gave it to him after my brother raped my father and started fucking him on a regular basis.  Father gave a 51% stake in the law firm to my brother in order to be my brother’s bitch.  It is a private law firm with partners only getting a small percentage of the firm.  However, it’s one of the most successful law firms in the nation.  Master’s parents work for my father in the firm as token black lawyers of the firm.  It helps my father get black clients.  I smirk because my brother just made the biggest mistake of his life and our family's lives.  Also, in the contract is the house, stocks and bonds that our father has been secretly investing in outside of the family trust. 

Master asks, "Now, where is a good place to fight?" 

I offer up, "The backyard between the stables and the house. There is a flat grassy area where Ronny and I used to wrestle."

Ronny laughs, "Yeah, where I kicked your ass and made you my bitch brother, remember bitch?" 

He snickers at me. I remember wrestling there many times and he won each time. My father would laugh at me and congratulate him.  I remember seeing my father's cock grow in his shorts every time my brother won. 

The last time we wrestled, he pinned me down, ripped my speedos in the back, and then raped me!  He took my virginity as my father watched. With tears of pain and humiliation shown on my face, my father rubs his cock as my brother raped me. He looked me in the eyes knowing full well what my brother was doing was wrong.  All our servants watched my fall from being their Master to being my brother's bitch. 

After that my father let my brother do whatever he wanted even fucking my sister and even himself. I have seen my brother go into my father's bedroom naked several times in the morning. I think that's why my father now stays away a lot. He must be ashamed for letting his son fuck him and take control of everything! 

We both look at each other and know it's the best place to fight my Master. We know it for different reasons. When Master defeats my brother it will be demoralizing and humiliating for him!  The place where he became an Alpha is the same place where he will become a slave. And like me, all of his slaves will see his fall from power. 

Master gets up and lifts Ronny by his armpits as he pushes himself out of the lounge chair.

“Lead the way, BOY!”

Ronny looks back at Master, “Fuck! Stop calling me that.” then leads us to the backyard.  My sister and Jeffery’s daughter follow behind Kenny, Davey, and me as we all follow our Masters outside.

It’s a nice sunny day.  As we get to the clearing, two black boys watch us from the stables.  They are Jeffery’s two sons, one 17 and the other 18.   I have had a crush on them for a long while.  They are always shirtless and their dark skin glistens in the sunlight.   They are only wearing cut-off jeans handed down from generation to generation.  Both are wearing the same type of collars that Jeffery and the rest of his family wear.  Father says the collars are a symbol of their devotion to our family.  I know it more than that.  It keeps them bound to our service.  It’s a constant reminder that we own them.  Father mounted one of those cheap Apple ID trackers to each of the collars so he could monitor their movements.  I think it is more to see if they leave grounds which they are forbidden to do. 
 
On the grassy clearing, Master removes his clothes.  I lick my lips as his dark skin also glistens in the sunlight.  Fuck he is beautiful.  

Master looks at Ronny, “Well boy, what are you waiting for?”

“You want us to fight naked?”

“Of course, boy.  How else will I be able to fuck that nice tight white hole with clothes on?”

My brother laughs, “In your dreams, black boy!  My big white cock will be in that tight black ass soon enough!”

So, to show he’s not afraid, Ronny strips off his shorts.  He was barefoot when he entered the lounge and of course, Master Marcus already ripped off his shirt earlier. 

Master smirks, gets into a fighting stance, and waves his hand as you see in the movies when someone is invited to fight them.  

Ronny lunges forward, eager to grab hold of Master.  Yet, Master just steps aside and Ronny misses and almost falls on his face.  Master lets him recover.  

Ronny goes in for a punch but Master uses his momentum against him, making him miss.  Just as his fist passes by my Master’s head, he grabs Ronny's wrist causing Ronny to spin around and lose his balance.  Master, keeping ahold of his wrist forces his arm to bend back as Ronny falls face down on the ground naked.   Master steps onto Ronny’s back, pulling back on the arm causing him to whimper in pain. 

“Had enough, white boy?”

Master is smart.  Each time he lets Ronny be the aggressor.  We have cameras all around the estate to make sure our black servants are working hard, as my father puts it.   Years ago before my downfall to my brother, my father gave me access to the camera feeds.  He never removed my access when Ronny took over as our Alpha.  So, the signing of the fighting contract and all of my brother’s attacks on Master show him as the aggressor.   Master is only defending himself.  The contract is legally binding since Master’s parents wrote up the contract.  Plus, my brother will look like he attacked Master every time and he could also file assault charges against him. 

Ronny spits out, “Fuck you! I’m not going to be some black man’s slave.  No fucking way!”

“OK, white boy.  You’re just prolonging the inevitable.”

Master lets go of his arm and Ronny rubs it while he gets up.  I can tell now he is not as confident realizing that Master is a much better fighter than he ever thought.  Yet, he knows if he quits now it means he forfeits and Master wins the fight contract.  So, he has to continue the fight and no one is going to help.  His selfish desires to own me and wanting to own my Master, another boy to add to his stable is his downfall.   So, all he can do now is to hope that he can get lucky and Master makes a mistake.

Ronny stupidly rushes Master again.  This time Master uses his attack to force him to the ground face down with Master’s fist on my brother’s back.  Master quickly uses his wrestling skills to pin him.  Master lines up his cock to Ronny’s hole.  As he presses his superior cock at my brother's hole, Master asks again, ”Give up, white boy?”. 

Ronny shakes his head no but he must know he has no way to get out of Master’s control. He tries to break free several times until he struggles himself to exhaustion. Finally, after 20 minutes of them laying there and my brother out of strength, Master whispers in his ear.  I finally see my brother shake his head ‘YES’.   

Master calls out, “GOOD BOY!  DO YOU GIVE YOURSELF TO ME AS YOUR OWNER?”

In defeat, he whispers, “Yes, Master.”

“Say it with pride, white boy! Tell me who is superior?”

Now loud enough for everyone watching, “YES MASTER. THIS WHITE SLAVE ANIMAL IS INFERIOR TO ITS SUPERIOR BLACK MASTER!  IT GIVES ITS INFERIOR BODY AND ALL ITS POSSESSION TO ITS SUPERIOR BLACK MASTER!”

Now I understand what Maser was whispering in his ear.  With that confession, Master enters my brother for the first time. Once he breaks through the resistance of his hole, Master orders me to lube up cock.  So with his cock head just inside my brother’s hole, I crawl behind my brother and my Master, sticking out my tongue.  I see Master massive 9 inches waiting for me.  I lick up and down along the wide cock that now owns my family!  I love how powerful it looks as it’s positioned to claim the hole Master so rightly deserves!   Once Master is lubed up with my spit, Master slowly forces his cock into my brother’s inferior white hole.  My brother groans out in pain as he slowly adjusts to the massive cock.   I remember the first time Master claimed my hole.  It hurt a lot and I was preparing my hole ahead of time with big black dildos.   I can’t imagine how much pain my brother is taking.  Tears are running down his face as Master stops and starts, while he slowly enters my brother fully!  At least, Master is giving him time to adjust.  Even though we are white animals for our Master, he still values his property.  So, he doesn’t want to damage his property.  Letting my brother adjust proves that we are valued by our Master.  Once Master gets his cock all the way in and allows my brother to adjust, he starts slowly fucking him.  Yet, it does not take Master long to pick up speed and pound my brother hard.  It’s amazing to watch Master hold my brother tightly and see all his massive muscles strain as he squeezes my brother into the wrestling position.  All my brother can do is take it as Master hold him tightly to his powerful body.

At this point, Master has broken him.  It reminds me of how we break wild horses.  For the first time in his life, he understands he is inferior to all black men!  His white pride has been completely shattered.  My brother will no longer be the confident Alpha male he thought he was all his life. 

After Master fucks the shit out of my brother and dumps his huge load, Master has him kneel in front of him.  I’m ordered to get two collars out of Master Marcus’s car.   When I get back, my sister is now kneeling beside my brother.  

He asks my sister if she wants to be freed or become his slave too.  He lets her know that he is not interested in having sex with her but there might be some of his black brothers that might be interested. She stares at his black cock and I can see that she would like to be fucked by a black cock like my Master has.  So, she agrees to become his slave as well.  

Master looks at me so I hand him one of the collars. 

“Good boy.”

I smile, “Thank you, Master.”  

He orders my brother to crawl to him. Once his face is only an inch from Master’s cock.  My brother is now staring at the semi-hard cock that was inside him just not minutes ago. 

“Look up at me, slave.”

He looks up at Master with new admiration that I never see him have for anyone.  Master is impressive when you’re kneeling at his feet and looking up into his eyes!  

“Slave, from this point forward it is my property. Everything it once owned is now mine. Its body, this house, its cars, its bank accounts, its investments, and its controlling interests in its family’s law firm are all MINE!  Even Jeffery and his family are now mine.  Does it understand me, SLAVE?”

His mouth falls open in shock then quickly looks at me, realizing I told Master everything that he owned within our family. 

Master grabs his face in a tight grip, forcing him to look back at him!
 
“Don’t look at my slave.  Your attention should always be on your Owner now!”

Master laughs, “It understands now.  Yes, its brother told me everything about its finances, even the trust fund and the clause about never using it to help black people.  Well when I enslave its Uncle who controls the trust fund, that clause will be removed!  Then my family will finally have what was denied us for generations.  Did it know that I’m related to Jeffery’s family?  I’m a descendant of one of the slaves who got free of your family before the Civil War. Jeffery comes from a common great-great-grandfather of mine. Your family enslaved my kin and took generations of wealth from my family.  Now I’m here to right that wrong for all my family alive and dead!”     

Ronny yells out, “CHRIS! WHAT THE FUCK HAVE YOU DONE!”

Master backhands him hard enough to cause a bruise! 

“NEVER RAISE ITS VOICE EVER AGAIN!  IT WILL RESPECT ME AT ALL TIMES, SLAVE!”

Master backhands him again!

“IS THAT UNDERSTOOD, SLAVE?”

Now both sides of his face will be black and blue.  Tears form on his face!  But I suspect it's not all from the pain to his face but from the utter defeat of losing everything to a black man!  I smile at my brother knowing I started all this.  I’m helping my Master get some atonement for what my family did to his kin!  There is nothing I can do to fix what happened to those generations of slaves.   However, now at least future generations will have a better life!   My family and I will dedicate our lives to the service of my Superior Black Master and his family.  I will make sure of it!

Master grabs Ronny’s face again causing the places where he was struck to hurt more.  I love seeing him like this!  He deserved everything that was happening to him.  He could have stopped the cycle of pain for Jeffery’s family but instead, he made it even worse!  He raped Jeffery’s daughter and made her not just a domestic slave but also a sex slave as well.  

“Now I'm going to place this collar on you.  With it on there is no turning back. It will track your every movement around the world.  It can administer punishment if it fails me. It is now not only a symbol of my ownership of it but a tool to control it completely.”

Master opens the collar toward my brother.

“Lean forward and accept my ownership of its body and its fate!”

Tears run down his face as he starts to understand how much he has lost.   Yet, he knows Master has won and he has no fight left.  So, he leans forward placing his neck into the collar.  Master closes it and everyone hears a click sealy his fate forever! 

Maser moves over to my sister, looking down at her.

“Do you accept my ownership of its body and mind until it ceases to exist?”

She looks up at him and smiles, “Yes, Master!”

“Good Girl”, patting her on the head like a new pet.

I hand Master the second collar and he opens it in front of my sister.  She leans forward and once again you hear a click of the lock.  

Master steps back letting the weight of the collars rest on both my sibling's shoulders.  They now feel the weight of it both physically and mentally. It will forever be a reminder of who owns them. 

Now Jeffery’s whole family comes closer to see what has happened to their former Master and Mistress.

Master orders, “Contracts!”

I hand him a ‘Slavery Contract, Power of Attorney, and Advance Directive.”

Master throws a copy already signed by him at my brother and sister’s feet.  I hand them both a clipboard and pen. 

“Read and sign them!”

Kenny has been recording this whole thing including the initial bet.  My brother is now too far broken to disagree with our Master.  

They both read all the documents.  My sister just nods her head understanding what will happen to her.  It’s not much different than what my brother was doing to her.  It's just making her a formal slave to all black men in Master’s family!  

Just like me and more recently our father, my brother has trained her to be a slave all her life.  He used to own our family and my Uncle was grooming him to take over the whole family clan when he passed. I think my Uncle knew my father was submissive.  Maybe he dominated him when they grew up like my brother did me.  Well, my brother will not be inheriting anything now that my Master has taken him as his property!

Master snaps his fingers at me and points to the space next to my brother. I quickly kneel next to him and look up at the man who owns my family!  He glistens in the sun like a GOD!  My dick grows hard as all I want to do is worship him as my GOD!

Master looks down at me, "Slave, it has done well in helping me enslave its family.  Its first reward is to suck my cock, NOW!”

I quickly crawl between my Master’s legs, grab his beautiful cock and dive down on it.  I take the 9 inches down my throat with no effort at all.  My throat is now accustomed to its length and width!  My brother will need to learn to suck cock just like me.  Him being straight will make no difference in my Master’s mind.  He is a white male animal with one purpose, to please his Owner!

As I bob up and down on his cock and look up at his strong demanding face, he looks down, “Its second reward will be invited to bed with my boyfriend and me tonight. We are taking over the bedroom of its brother."

Master then looks at my brother, "As for you, it will be caged every night and watch my boyfriend and I use one of your family members as my play things.  It will also be doing all the work of maintaining the house and grounds just like what you had the superior black family doing all their lives!  He points to Jeffrey's family who are all watching.  Your slave sister and brother will of course help, won't you, slaves?"

My sister yells out, "Yes Master!"

I stop sucking for a moment, “Yes Master!” 

Then resuming making love to his cock.  Master doesn't acknowledge us and keeps his focus on my brother. 

"White boy, what's the combination to the safe in its father’s bedroom?" 

My brother looks up at Master with shock that Master knows about the safe. It's hidden behind a mirror in the bathroom.  A place father thought no one would be looking for it.

"Yes boy, I know about the safe behind the bathroom mirror. Now tell me or do you need another ass whipping, white boy?"

I glance over at my brother who is now visibly shaking and looks at me with hatred. 

Master backhands him and yells at him, "COMBINATION, SLAVE!" 

Now scared out of his mind, he gives in and tells Master the combination. 

Master looks at Jeffery, "Jeffery, would you please bring everything in the safe to me."

"Yes, Master!"

My brother looks at Jeffery and yells out, "What the fuck, Jeffery?"

Master backhands my brother several times while grabbing his face and forcing him to look into his eyes. All the while I keep sucking for all I’m worth.  I want to show my brother my devotion to our Master.  Plus, my Master is getting off on the power he has over my white family!   Which explains why his cock is so fucking hard and pulsing in my throat.  Using my throat and humiliating my brother only fuels the power he is experiencing.  The rush must be so exciting for him!  

He growls, “SLAVE! DON’T EVER YELL AT MY PROPERTY!!!  HE IS MINE NOW!  YOU’RE MINE NOW!  ALL OF MY BLACK BROTHERS WILL NOT BE DISRESPECTED BY SOME WHITE ANIMAL!  ALL BLACK BROTHERS ARE YOUR SUPERIORS FROM NOW ON!  AM I CLEAR, SLAVE!”

My brother squeaks out, whining, “Yes…Sir”

“ITS YES MASTER, SLAVE!”

Now in tears, “Yes…Master.”

Master squeezes his face harder causing him to whine in pain, “When Jeffery comes back you will apologize to him and kiss his feet showing him he’s your superior and he deserves respect!”

Now tears are flowing, “Yes Master, sorry Master!”

“Good, Slave!”

Master then pushes him back on his ass, letting go of his face. At that point, Jeffery comes back with the documents from the safe.  He is also carrying a special key.   He hands Master the documents and the key. 

Ronny quickly crawls to Jeffery and kisses his naked feet then rushes back in front of Master who throws the documents at my brother's feet.  My brother is a lawyer like my father.  We are 15 years apart.  My brother just passed the bar and because my brother made my father his sex slave, my father gave him controlling shares of the firm.  

“Sign everything over to me except for the family law firm.  Sign that over the firm to my father and mother, Jamiul and Nahla Martin.”

My brother looks up at our Master with the realization of who he really is.  He must have worked with Master’s parents at the firm.  

“Your…”

Master backhands him again, “Shut up and get signing!”

New tears roll down my brother's face, not just from the slap but also the humiliation of what he is about to do!  My father hired Master’s parents as figureheads to keep black people from finding out how insanely fucked up my family is toward black people. They were never going to make partners, or for that matter have any power in the firm.  Now they own the firm!  Master is finally getting the justice his family deserves!  I’m so proud to help make that happen!

Master looks at Jeffery’s family who are shocked at what has taken place and not sure what to do now!

“My brothers and sisters.  I have taken possession of your previous masters and mistress. Therefore, I’m your new owner.  You're also my kin and you have the right to choose your destiny.  Therefore, I free you!  You’re no longer owned property!   Come forth and let me remove those despicable collars that have kept you in bondage!”

Each superior steps forward with a smile plastered on their faces.  All except for Jeffery himself.  He is the last to be freed.  He then whispers in Master’s ear.  Master nods. 

“You are all free now.”

Master hands each superior their birth certificates.  Jeffery then picks up a pillowcase and hands it to Master.  Master looks inside and pulls out bundles of cash.   Each bundle must be 100,000 dollars. It’s my father’s emergency cash reserve.  One day, as I was massaging my father’s feet in the den, he was explaining to my brother his fear of a cyber attack that might someday bring down the country’s economy.   So, the emergency cash reserves were for when that ever happened 

Now, Master hands a bundle of cash to each member of Jeffery’s family.  

Master says, “That should help with getting yourself started. If you need more help my parents and I are here for you day or night.”

He looks at the young black boys in torn cut-off shorts only, no shirt, shoes, or socks.  

“Go to my slave Chris’s room.  There should be some clothes that will fit you. It’s your room now until you decide to move out.  However, you’re welcome to stay here as long as you like.  Plus, everything in that room is now yours.”

They both smile the widest grin I have ever seen on their faces in my life. 

“OH WOW! MASTER!”

“Boys, remember you’re no longer slaves.  I don’t own you.  No one does.  You’re free to make your own choices with your Father’s blessing.” 

They squeak out with excitement, “Thank you, Sir, so much!  What does it mean we don’t have to work in the barn or keep up the grounds anymore?”

“Correct, I have these white slave animals to do that work now!  However, with your parent’s permission, I will hire a private tutor to get you up to the level of education that you should have been at for your age. So, enjoy your freedom.  Do all the things normal teenagers would do.  My slave Chris can help you adjust to freedom assuming your parents approve.” 

They hug their parents and then run off to my bedroom which I guess is theirs now.  I have a king-size bed so they should have no problem sleeping together.  They have been sleeping in the same bed all their lives.  My father made them sleep naked in the slave quarters. There are only three twin beds, one for the two boys, one for Jeffery and his wife, and one for their daughter.  Father expected all his slaves to sleep naked.  That is so he could go down and fuck Jeffery in the middle of the night with his wife sleeping next to him in the twin bed. I’m sure he would have been fucking the boys soon if Master didn’t put a stop to my family’s fucked up ideas!        

I’m shocked when Jeffery, his wife, and their daughter all kneel next to my sister.  

Jeffery asks, “Sir, we know you freed us.  However, Sir, we wish to serve you as our owner.  We have talked about what would happen if we ever got freed.  The three of us all agreed that we wouldn’t want to be freed.  Sir, it’s all we know.  Sorry, but we are not prepared to live in the free world.  Our sons have always disagreed with us but we never really believed it would ever happen.  However, now that it has, we want our sons to be happy and free.  Please be the father figure I can’t.  Teach my sons how to be like you Sir, strong dominant Black Masters. I think that is what they want. Sir, if you agree to this you don’t have to consult my wife or me on what will be best for our boys.  We think you would know better how they can live as proud free black men. Thank you, Sir.”

All three of them bow their heads to show their submission to my Master who is their cousin. Master pulls his cock out of my mouth and walks over to Jeffery, placing a finger under his chin, and lifts his head so he can look him in the eyes.  

“Jeffery, are you sure this is what you want?”

“Yes, Sir.  Please we wouldn’t be able to function as free people?  Plus, we would miss serving a superior.  Seeing how you handle all this, I couldn’t be a Master, as I explained before.  My wife and my daughter believe the same way.”

“Well Jeffery, like I said before, I will take you on as if you were my little submissive brother.  I will allow you to serve me because you’re part of my family.  Therefore, since you know how everything is done around here, I’m putting you and your wife in charge of the housework done by my white slave animals.  Can you do that for me, Jeffery?”

Jeffery smiles broadly, “Thank you, Sir!  My wife and I can do that. Sir, who will discipline the white slaves if they do their duties incorrectly?  Our Master used to whip us on the cross in the barn when we messed up our duties."

Master looked pissed when he heard that his kin were being whipped like old-time slaves. He then takes a big breath to calm himself. 

"Jeffery, stand up."

He does as ordered out of instinct. Master pats Jeffery on the back. 

"Come, my little brother, let’s relax in the den and have another drink. We can discuss my plan for this white family."

Master wraps an arm around Jeffery's shoulders and guides him back into the house like a big brother.  It's strange to see a teenager guide a full-grown older man twice his size and age.  Yet, Master has 16 years' worth of real-world experience since Jeffery hasn't been allowed to leave the estate except when he was needed at my Uncle's farm.  My oldest Uncle would have all slaves from every member of our family help out on the farm when it was harvest time.  He doesn’t believe in expensive machines to till or harvest the land. Slave labor is much more cheap since we owned them anyway.  My Uncle would also have the black slaves help when he hosted formal parties. They served as waiters, cooks, and clean-up crew.  All of my Uncle's guests knew that they were slaves. So, to sweeten his business deals, he will have his potential business partners pick out a black slave to bed for the night.  I hated going to those parties and seeing how those black people were treated. Yet, I was powerless to stop it. 

Master Marcus orders my brother, sister, and me to crawl behind him. 

At that point, Jeffrey's teenage sons run outside in my best clothes. They look so good.  Just being clothed and uncollared has helped their mood greatly. They are holding straps in their hands. 

Seeing me and my siblings crawling after Master Marcus, they walk towards him with mischievous smiles! 

More boldly than I have ever seen them be, they talk with Master Marcus. 

"Sir, we found these leashes hanging in Mas..I mean your slave's bedroom. We thought you might need them."

I look at them and realize those are my brother's leashes. He would carry them everywhere he went.  So, if he wanted one of his female slaves to be taken to his bed for the night he would walk up to my sister, the black mother, or the black daughter, clip the leashes to their collars, and pull them hard to his bed chamber. They had to drop whatever they were doing and follow their Master so he would fuck them. My brother was also an asshole because he would do it many times in front of the Jeffery’s sons.  They knew what my brother was going to do to their sister and mother.  So, the black boys now look at my brother with hatred. 

Master Marcus suggests, "Boys, why don't you leash them and bring them to the den? My boyfriend wants to relax in the den. You guys are welcome to join us. Do you want to hear what more Malik has planned for the whole slave animal's extended family?"

Their eyes open wide and laugh as they attach the leashes to our collars, pulling us roughly while they step up beside Master Marcus.

One of them asks, "Yes Sir!  Do you mean Master Malik is going to take the other white pigs as his slaves too? That would be something to see!"

Master Marcus laughs, "Yes boys that's the plan. Also, don't call me Master or even Sir. I don't own you. No one does. You need to get used to talking like a free man."

"OH WOW! Sorry S... Ah… What's your name?" 

"Marcus, and yours?"

“Johnny and Jimmy.  It's the name our white Master gave us.”

“Would you like to choose a new name?  You know you can legally change your name if you want.  Maybe an African name to honor our ancestors? 

Johnny asks, “Marcus…", clearly not comfortable addressing free men by their names, “We could do that?”

“Yes, of course.  Free men have that right!  Nowadays, it’s common for black parents to name their children after African names that represent noble ideas or powerful meanings.  It honors our heritage.  The white animals tried to remove our history and replace it with their own.  That is why you’re named with a white man’s name.”

Jimmy was surprised, “We are?  We never knew our names were a white man’s names.  I want to be named for being powerful and a leader of men!”
 
Marcus laughs, slapping Jimmy on the back, “There you go. Take back what was stolen from you.  I will have my slave Kenny show you the internet and you can look through names you feel fits you right.  Then slave Kenny can help you file all the paperwork to change your names.”

Jimmy smiles, “Thank you so much for doing all this for us.  We owe you so much!”

Johnny then asks, "So Marcus, your ‘boyfriend’... Malk is going to make slaves out of those white Masters that own my keen?", clearly not understanding the concept of a boyfriend.  

Marcus looks at them strangely but ignores the delay in calling Malik his boyfriend.  Then I see a recognition form on Master Marcus’s face.  These boys have lived a very sheltered life.  In my family, black slaves are assigned a partner at 16 to breed with in order to create the best submissive traits.  They were bred to be submissive. Father said it was so they would better serve their White Masters.  So, the concept of having boyfriends or girlfriends is foreign to them.   

"Yes!  All of them will be ours now. Do, you guys want to own some of them?" 

Johnny excitedly asks, "WOW! Marcus! You mean we can become Masters like you and Malik?" 

Then Jimmy gets serious, with a touch of anger in his voice, "We want to make them pay for what they did to our family. They were cruel to my sister, our parents, and us. Plus, all our kin are treated worse than animals!  Yes, we want to be like you, Masters of those disgusting pigs!" 

Master Marcus pats both black boys on their backs, "Good to know. Malik and I think you would be good overseers and Masters of those disgusting white animals. You need to think of yourself as their Superiors because that's what you are. They are even below domestic animals like the horses or dogs in the barn. They’re just white animals, meant to be property.  It's in their nature. They hide behind pretending to be Masters but we know what they really are, understand boys?"

They look back at my family and me with a grin and mischief plus determination on their faces.

“Yeah Marcus, my brother and know what they are.  We will make sure they know who is superior!”

My family is going to pay big time with these superior boys on my Master's side. 

When we enter the den, the Masters again sit in the leather-bound chairs that they now own!  Jeffery and his wife sit across from them with their boys on the opposite side of the couch.  Master points at Kenny and me and then at the black boys.  We understand what Master wants and kneel at each boy’s feet.  I kneel in front of Johnny and Kenny kneels in front of Jimmy,     

Master looks at Jeffery, "Jeffery, I will have your boys do all the disciplining around here. We will set up a demerit system.”

Jeffery and his wife look confused, “Demerits…system.  What is that Sir?

Master takes in a breath realizing it’s going to take some time to get Jeffery and his family into the twentieth century and the education they should have had all along!  While Master explains are demerits and how they will used to punish us, Johnny stares down at me with a smirk. 

“White boy,” using the same demeaning term my father used to call him, a slave black boy,

“Did you hear that?  My brother and I will be disciplining you white animals from now around here!  What do you think about that, white boy!”
 
“Master, Sir, it is what my family and I deserve.  Please discipline us as you see fit.”

“Master? I like the sound of that!  Tell white boy, I have seen you staring at my brother and me for years.  Did you ever imagine we would be a Master, white boy?”

I smile up at this black boy that I always thought should be a Master, “Yes Master Johnny. it's what this white slave has always felt you should be.”

He pats me on my head, “Good boy.  Do you want me to own one of your family members? I think your cousin Andrew might make a good white animal slave for me.”

“Master Johnny, its cousin Andrew would be a good choice to own, Master!”

I know that my cousin Andrew is gay because we would sneak off and play with each other in the loft of my uncle's barn. He is submissive like me.  However, unlike me, he never came out to his Uncle.  His father and older brothers are so homophobic that I have a feeling they are gay too but don’t want others in the family to think they are weak.  Andrew’s father is my uncle and the head of the family.  He requires everyone to marry females in order to carry down the family genes and keep our family secret of never freeing our black slaves.  Family loyalty keeps the secret.  Adding some gay guy into the family is risky.  But a female will want to protect her children so will have more incentive to keep the secret.  So, my Uncle was pissed when I came out to my father as gay.  That’s when my brother decided to rape me in our fighting matches. After my rape, he targeted my father as his next conquest.  My uncle blamed my father for me being gay.  So, he put my brother in charge.  This only reinforces his idea that he’s our family’s Alpha.   I have to laugh to myself because that decision will be the biggest mistake of his life! His raping me made me do a deeper dive into our black slave’s past.  That's when I found out that Master is a cousin of Jeffery. That was when I wanted a black man to own me and own my brother and Uncle.  When the “Managed Bullying” came about at our school, it was my chance to submit to Master and make my dreams come true! 

I stare at Master Johnny's crotch and see that the beach shorts, my old shorts, are tenting!  I glance over at Master Jimmy.  Sure enough, his shorts are tenting as well.  Are the boys getting excited from the power they have over us and becoming full-time Masters to my cousins? 

Jimmy calls out to his brother, “I need to use the bathroom.”

Johnny agrees, “Yeah, I need to as well.”

Master Malik looks at the boys, “Boys, use our slaves.”

They look at him strangely.  So, I show Johnny what Master means.  I pull down his shorts.  He isn’t wearing any underwear.  So, his big fat black cock hits me in my face.  So some piss gets in my eye causing it to sting but I ignore it.  Looking up into Johnny’s eyes, I place the head of his cock in my mouth and wait.  

He looks down at me in amazement.  This is something that they have never seen a white boy do until today!  My brother has done it to them many times in the horse barn because he didn’t want to go up to the house to take a piss.  For my brother, it was more than convenience.  It was to stroke his ego and reinforce his Alpha status.  What the boys are amazed at is my willingness to drink their piss.  

Master says, “Take as long as you need.  They’re not going anywhere.”

Master Johnny nods at Master and then looks down at me.  He rubs my face and smirks at me.  It’s almost an evil smirk.  If my brother was doing this, I’m sure it would be.  

Master keeps the boy's parents bizzy with details on how he wants the house to be run. Master says he has a white slave at a black fraternity on campus who can come over to help set up the demerits system and help make his house the most efficient it can be.  Of course, he explains what a fraternity is and how they took over a white-run frat.   

I just continue to look up at Master Johnny and wait.  He closes his eyes and relaxes.  It takes about 10 minutes.  I’m waiting but my mind starts to wander.  So, I’m startled when my mouth fills up with hot piss.  I quickly swallow it, knowing my Master wouldn’t be happy if I spilled any.    

I hear Master Johnny sigh and relax even further into the couch.  Soon his brother does the same.  Kenny and I try our best to keep up.  They don’t care, just letting the steam flow in full force.  It’s good that we have had some practice with our Masters.  If we didn’t then I would have spilled some of the piss onto the carpet.  The carpet and the house itself are now Masters.  So, it’s not like before when I spilled something and had my black slaves clean it up.  No! Now, I’m the slave and if I spilled something as precious as another Master’s piss then hell will pay.  My Master wants and deserves respect.  So, I intend to do just that.   Both boys piss for a good 3 minutes and my belly is getting full.  Yet, I’m determined to respect my Master at all costs!  

Finally, the flow stops and I can take a breath.  It's a good thing Kenny and I are swimmers.  So, we can hold our breath for a long time.  Using my right hand, I milk every last drop of piss from his cock.  Of course, as I’m milking, it starts to grow in length and width.  Johnny starts to moan as his beautiful cock grows into the shape that I long to worship.  I take in every detail, instinctively using my tongue to feel all around the mushroom head.  I run my tongue along the shaft, feeling the veins starting to form and pop out on the sides.  I memorize every detail of this magnificent cock!   Hidden, in the back of my mind is every cock I have worshiped, especially the black ones.  Using my tongue provides me with the best picture of what the cock looks and feels like. I memorize each vein that pops out, how pronounced the head is, and how long and wide it is.  All those details are stored in the back of my mind so I can worship the black cocks over and over.  I even have drawings of them hidden in my room, not my room anymore.  I love drawing those cocks, making sure every detail is perfect.  Of course, I just don’t memorize and draw cocks.  I memorize the superior black men’s perfect bodies too.  That is why I know black men have perfect bodies that need to be worshiped.  They are GOD that all white animals should worship.  My dream is for Master to have a throne room so all his slaves can worship him.  

I can’t help but push this magnificent cock into my mouth and down my throat.  Johnny moans and looks down at me as his cock gets buried deep into my throat.  I stare up at him knowing I’m worshiping another natural born superior.  When our eyes meet, he knows he is superior to me in every possible way.  His superiority and my inferiority are now linked making me want to worship him as a GOD!  All black men are GODs to inferior white animals like myself.  So, it’s in our nature to worship them.  

Master continues to explain his plans to take ownership of my extended family and ignores us like it’s this is all completely normal.  To me, it’s perfectly normal.  GODs like Johnny should be worshiped every day of their lives!  I would drop to my knees in the middle of the street if he ordered me to.  I can’t wait for slavery to become legalized so Master can do just that anytime he likes.    

Master Johnny places his hand on my head and starts shoving his cock faster and faster down my throat so my nose is smashing into his pubes.  All I can do is try to keep up with the pace!   My Master is still explaining his plan to enslave my family as the room is filled with sucking and choking sounds on either side of me.  So, all I can assume is my Master and Marcus are being serviced as well.  Kenny’s dad, Davey, must be serving one of them.  So, that leaves my brother or sister to serve the other Master.  Being that my Master and Marcus are gay men, I have to assume my brother is finally learning how to be a cocksucker and the choking sounds must be coming from him!  I have to smile, knowing Master is showing him his true purpose for existing!

As far as I know, my brother is straight except with our father which is more about domination than sexual attraction.  So, sucking Master’s huge cock must be a challenge for him.  I was lucky in that I had Kenny and his Dad to help me learn how to suck cock.  Mine you, they are not nearly as big as our Masters.  However, I did learn how to control my gag reflex.  It’s a good thing because Master was not going to train me very long.  His parents were very demanding of me.  So, Master had to show them he had control of me.  I think he did a good job of that. I hope they are impressed by how he took control of my brother. I want Master’s parents to be proud of him.    

Just then I hear the front door open and clicks of high-heeled shoes walking on hardwood floors.  They get closer and then stop.  

“OH! Hi Mom and Dad, you made it.”

“Ah Son, I see you didn’t need our help after all.  Looks like you have everything under control.  Your Father and I have come by to check out our new house.”

“Yeah, this white male animal didn’t give much of a fight.”

More choking sounds come from Master’s direction. 

“I had no doubt, Son.  Once white critters have to fight one on one they are no match for us.  Did you get everything signed over?”

“Yes, it’s all here.  My loyal slave was correct.  All the papers were in the safe.  So, all that is needed is for Jeffery to sign the witness lines.”

“Excellent! Jeffery, would you mind signing the witness lines on these documents?”

“OH OK! Mamm, where do I sign?”

“Here, here, and here.”  

I hear the sounds of shuffling papers as I never stop sucking Master Johnny’s beautiful cock. 

“Thank you, Jeffery.  One more thing.  If this white critter serving my son tries to contest the papers would you please help us by stating that he held you against your will for all your life?”

“Yes Mamm. Thank you, Mamm for raising a very smart and capable young man.  I owe him my life and I want to continue to serve him until I die!”

“I see.  Jeffery, you know you don’t owe any of us anything.  It was wrong of this white critter to keep you in bondage.  No black man should be in the service of these white animals. It was acting against its true nature.  Do you understand?”

“Yes, Mamm. Your wonderful Son told me all about how we are Superior to these white animals.  However, I still want to serve your Son.  I realize I like to help others.  Your son saved me and my family and it would make me deeply happy if you would allow me to serve him.  He said because we are cousins that he would treat me as his little brother. I would like that, Mamm.”

“OK, if that’s what you wish.  So, to honor my son’s wishes, I will adopt you as my son.  I will have the paperwork drawn up.  You and my son will be added to my husband and my will.  That way you are protected if something happens to us.” 

“OH WOW! Mamm.  Thank you so much. It will be an honor to join your family.  I will serve your son as his little brother.”

I don’t think Jeffery understands a little brother serving his big brother is not the same as a slave serving his Master.  However, he’s making the best of the situation in order to do what he thinks is right.  I guess there is nothing wrong with black men serving other black men.  Besides, it’s none of my business what superior black men do for each other.

“Son, did you explain about the new slavery law that will be voted on in a few months?”

“Yes, Mother, I explained what Alex and his father Frank are planning for our town. My new little brother is grateful we freed his children before that happens.”

“Excellent, Son!  Jeffery, we plan on freeing all your whole family.  This has to be done before the slavery law goes into effect.  If not then we will not be able to save them if they get registered as property.  We plan on registering the white critters instead.  We will have reparations one way or another!”

“When will the father of these white critters be home?  He’s already our property.  He just doesn’t know it yet!”

“Mom, he will be back from his trip in a few weeks. I have already locked him out of the cameras inside and outside of the house.  The fool is using Alex’s father’s security company.  So, I had Alex talk to his Dad before we came over.  The stupid white father doesn’t know we have acquired his family, yet.”

“Do you think he will give you any trouble?”

“No Mom.  It turns out the father has a thing for serving Black men.  Plus, this bitch serving me now, already trained its father how to be a slave.  So, I don’t expect any resistance.  I just had Alex use AI to create realistic video footage of the daily life around here before we enslave these white animals. That way white father will not get any stupid ideas and alert his brother who’s in control of these white animals,” gesturing to my brother, my sister, and me.

“Very good Son.  Good idea about creating AI videos.  So, your loyal slave was correct about the Uncle being in control of the white critter’s family.”

“Yes, Mom, This bitch confirmed it.  All we have to do is take down the Uncle and all the rest will fall in line.  It seems the Uncle has a tight grip on the white animal’s family.  It’s like the Uncle has made his whole family his slaves.”

“I’m now surprised. When not faced with a dominant black person in their lives, they pretend to be Dominants within their own kind.  However, we will show them who are their superiors and their true Alphas.”

My Master’s family ignores us as if we don’t exist.  Well, I guess we don’t, if we are not actively serving them directly.  Right now I’m serving Master Johnny so why would they care what I’m doing?  

Right then, Master Johnny moans very similar to the way Master moans when he is about to release his delicious black seed!  Seconds later, my throat is filled with his sweet yummy seed.  I feel proud that I could help this black teen release his GODLY SEED!   He might be a teen but to me, he is a black man that deserves respect and worship.  

Not long after Johnny shoots, Jimmy dumps his load into my best friend Kenny’s mouth.  

Master’s father, Jamiul, smiles down at the young Masters, “Now! That’s how you used those white critters' mouths.  Congratulations boys on using these white critters the way nature intended.” 

I look up and see both young Masters with bright red faces.  

Master Jamiul laughs, “Boys there is nothing wrong with using these white critters the way they were born to be used.  They’re meant to be used to please their superiors.   You're not embarrassed when you use a horse to pull a wagon or ride them, are you?”

They both say, “No, Sir”, then Johnny adds, “Horses are trained to pull wagons or to be ridden by their owners.”

“So, why are you embarrassed about using a white critter?  It's the exact same thing.  Both are being being useful for their owners.  My son and his boyfriend own these white critters and they gave them for you to use.  It’s that simple.  These white critters are happy you used them to please you. It gives them purpose, right slaves?” 

Kenny and I both say proudly while into the young Master's eyes, “Yes, Master!”

I add, “Masters, we are proud to serve you!  It’s our purpose. Please use us wherever you like. Master Jamiul is correct, we are no different than the horses you used to take care of.”

Kenny agrees, “We are property who should be used to please you, Masters.  It's our sole purpose and the reason we exist.  There is nothing to be embarrassed about.  Please don’t hesitate to use us in the future provided our Masters approve.”

My Master laughs, “Boys, we are family.  Please use my slaves whenever you like as long as it doesn’t interfere with what I have them doing.  It's just natural for a black man to use a white animal.  Nature made Alphas men like you and me and nature also made these submissive white animals kneeling at our feet.  It’s instinctual for an Alpha to use a submissive.  So, as my father said there’s absolutely nothing to be embarrassed about.”

These young Alphas now smile down at us then pull me into him and starts another stream of piss.  

He looks at the two Alphas, my Master and his father, “Sir, thank you for the advice.  I see it now.  They are just white animals aren’t they.”

“Yelp, you got it now.  They are convenient aren't they?”

“Yeah! They sure are, Sir.  It’s nice not to have to get up to take a leak.  Now I understand, Sirs.”

Master then watches me drink another long stream of piss.

“Boys, you don’t have to call me Sir.  Please call me Malik and what are your names?”

Johnny smiles as he is still pissing down my throat with his cock still half hard.

“I’m Johnny and my brother is Jimmy.  Thanks for all of this, Malik.  You gave us our freedom.  What can we do in return?”

“Johnny and Jimmy, all I ask of you is to help me take possession of the rest of this white animal’s family.  I see that the Uncle is the key to getting all the white animals to submit to us.”

Jimmy smiles, “We will help you however you like.  Malik, you know the white animals are having a family reunion in a month.  You could take all of them at once if you enslave the Uncle before the reunion. From what I can tell the other white animals follow the Uncle.  If they see him submit it would break them!  Maybe your Mother could pretend to be our old Master’s submissive for the Reunion?  That way she could get access to the property which is guarded by some of my family.”

Master looks at Jimmy with a wide grin, “Jimmy, I like the way you think.  I will go a step further and have my slave Chris ‘invite me’ as my date too.  That way I can back up my mother.  Can you get your family to help get some of my brothers onto the farm through some other gate not normally used by this white animal’s family?” 

Johnny hits Jimmy in the shoulder. “Jimmy, I didn’t know you were so sneaky and smart.”, laughing at his brother's brilliant idea.   

Jimmy punches Johnny then looks at Master, “Yeah, I have a cousin who I’m friends with.  My old Master likes to take my brother and me with him to serve as his young servants.  The uncle and the white animal serving you meet once a week for cocktails. I could get with with cousin next week if the white animal you’re using brings me along.  However, the white animal might tell his Uncle what is going on..”

Master smiles, “Don’t worry, in a week I will have this white animal completely broken.  It will be my devoted slave just like its brother.  It will do anything I say, won’t you bitch?”

I hear my brother mumble “Yes, Sir” with a mouth full of cock. 

“Besides, for insurance, it will be fitted with a cock ring that can burn its cock off if I so choose to.  I’ll be listening to him the whole time he is at his uncle's house. One way or the other, it will not speak of its enslavement!”

Master’s mother, Mistress Nahla adds, “Boys, I think it's a great idea. Now I want a tour of my house.  Miss, would you please show me around.”

I look over to see Mistress Nahla extend a hand to Jeffery’s daughter, Cherry.   She takes Mistress’s hand and is pulled up to her feet.   The mother follows her daughter and Mistress Nahla out of the room. 

Master’s father, Jamiul then takes the mother’s place on the couch and extends his arm around Jeffery, giving him a man-type hug.  

He looks at Jeffery, “Jeffery buddy, you did well today.  I’m proud of you!  Keeping out of my son’s way, he was able to take over this despicable white family.  So, I’m dearly grateful.”

“Thank you, Sir.  Your son just had the confidence and sincerity to be able to trust him.  He reminds me of my sons if they were given a chance to be free.  So, I took a chance that he could do what he said he could do.  I think, in my gut, I knew he could do it, Sir.  I owe your son so much and I pledge to serve him until the day I die!”

"Good to know you will be a loyal little brother for my son."

"OH! Yes, Sir, I will. Is there anything I can do for you, Sir? You raise the man who freed my family. It seems only right to do something to pay you back as well."

"Buddy, a kiss would be nice!  That is if you’re OK with that. Or, would that offend your wife? Just so you know, my wife is OK with me dominating a submissive." 

"OH! Sir, I have grown to love my wife but we were assigned to each other for breeding purposes. Our former Masters bred my family to be submissive.  After my Master fucked me he forbade me from fucking my wife. Something about a mistake in pairing us. So, we haven't had sex since the boys were born. Since my former Master fucked me and realized I enjoyed it, he told his son about my attraction to men. This led to my wife finding out about my attraction to men too. After that, she confessed she enjoyed being with both our former Mistress and Master's son, Ronny.  My wife likes sex with both men and women."

"OH! She does. And she is submissive too? 

"Yes Sir, she is but at times liked to boss our former Master around when he wanted to spice up our roleplay, as he called it."

"Damn, buddy. My wife and I are bisexual too!" 

"Bisexual, Sir?" 

"It’s when a person is attracted to both sexes."

"Ah! Then my wife is bisexual, Sir!" 

"It sounds like she a switch too."

"Sorry, you're using words in a way I never heard of, what's a switch?" 

"It's when a person enjoys both being a submissive and at other times enjoy controlling others."

"I see then my wife is definitely a switch, yet, she couldn't do it often. On the other hand, I'm most definitely not a switch."

"Good to know, buddy!  Now for the kiss."

As I lick Johnny's balls, listening to these superior men talk, I realize I never really knew Jeffery and his wife. There is so much more to them than I knew. However, I'm not really that surprised. There is more depth to Black men than we white animals wanted to know. We never wanted to know in order to keep the power we had through white privilege. We are just simple-minded animals compared to black people. We’re Intelligent as an animal but stupid as a real human being.  Oh! This must be why Mistress Nahla calls us animals!"

Master Johnny bends over, whispering in my ear, “White boy, go serve my father as you did me.”

I nod my head and whisper, “Yes Sir, Master Johnny.”, then crawl out from between the son’s legs to his father’s. I look up to see Sir Jeffery is distracted by Master Jamiul’s kissing him.

So, I open the butler uniform’s pants and pull out his half-hard cock.  DAMN! It has considerable weight in my hands. I jerk it some until my small hand can’t reach around it.  This makes him moan which gives Master Jamiul control of the kissing.  If Master Jamiul is anything like his son, Jeffery’s mouth is being dominated!   I take the wide mushroom head of Jeffery’s cock into my mouth and swirl my tongue around the head just under the mushroom cap.  I hear him moan louder and hope I’m feeding into his pleasure. Yet, I suspect, his mouth being dominated is contributing to a larger part of his moaning!

I push my mouth deeper onto his cock without stopping.  My throat was stretched from his son's use just minutes ago.  So, I have no problem taking Jeffery’s cock deep into my throat.  As I go down on him, his sons are watching the three of us.  They casually stroke their cocks.  I glance over to see both are hard again.  It’s only been a few minutes!  I used to be able to get hard not long after cumming.  Yet, since I have been enslave, I haven’t needed to cum.  I just realized I have been so focused on my Master’s pleasures that I haven’t cum since I submitted to Master in the locker room.  In some ways, I get perverse satisfaction in knowing shooting my load isn’t my priority anymore.  My only priority is my Master’s pleasure.  I wanted this to happen so bad that my Master always came first.  So, I have decided that this shouldn’t change.  Master is my GOD and savior.  I worship him with all my heart.  So, his pleasure is all that matters anymore! 

Using this new sense of purpose I quickly dive up and down onto Jeffery's cock.  I can’t help to glance behind me to see if my Master is pleased with my performance.  He watches me intensely with a wide grin.  He now has my brother straddling his waist with his cock deep in my brother’s hole. My brother is being used like a fleshlight as Master lifts him and slams him back down hard.  I can see my brother is now enjoying being roughly fucked by a big black cock.  I'm sure Master will have him broken completely before he sees our Uncle in a week. 

I quicking get back to what I need to be doing, serving a superior black man! 

I'm now worshiping Jeffrey's cock with devotion.  I want Master to be proud of his white animal.  Worshiping these black men seems deep down what I was born for.  For example, I want to taste his seed because it's truly delicious to me.  I'm always thinking of ways I can make my Master's life easier.  It's always in the back of my mind. There is a voice, my voice, constantly telling me I need to help him, to please him, worship him, and to love him!   The voice has always been there driving me to serve all the black men around me.  Even the black slaves my family owned, I tried to help them, despite my brother and father's objections. 

When Jeffery came in to help me start my day, I would help make my bed. I would share my breakfast with him. When he would come to clean me in the shower, I would end up cleaning his body too. I think Jeffery enjoyed the warm water since Dad never even piped hot water to the slave quarters.  So, he let me wash him just so he could have a hot shower.

Each week, I would help with the laundry that Dad expected our slaves to do for everyone in the house. 

For dinner, I tried to help but Dad found out and put a stop to it. So, it was very special when the first day of my enslavement to Master, Mistress Nahla. taught me how to serve the food she cooked and how to clean up afterward.  I was even grateful to Master's father for spanking me when I fucked up and broke some dishes.  When I obey black men it fills me up with a sense of accomplishment.  It's better than winning any swim match or getting good grades in school.  There is something special about serving black men. I know it's the right thing to do! 

While I'm fully committed to helping Jeffery release his seed, Master Jamiul continues to make out with Jeffery.  The sons are now jerking each other off, watching their father coming out as a gay submissive man.  Johnny whispers in his brother's ear and then Johnny moves closer to his father while Jimmy gets up and moves to sit next to Master Jamiul. They smile at each other and then start unbuttoning the older men's shirts. 

Once the hot older black man’s muscular chests are exposed, the two brothers lean over and start sucking on each old man's nipples. Johnny sucks on his father's left nipple while Jimmy works on Master Jamiul's right nipple. This makes the older men make out even more intensely! 

Jimmy opens Master Jamiul’s pants and pulls out his gorgeous black cock. Jimmy grabs my right wrist and places my hand over Master Jamiul’s cock. Instinctively, I grab it in my fist and start jerking. It was half hard so it doesn't take long for this Daddy's rod to get hard as steel!   I feel it growing in my hands.  Johnny then grabs my left wrist and places it over his cock. Again out of animal instinct, I grab it. It's already hard as steel.  WOW! This is amazing. I'm pleasing three superiors at the same time! 

Jimmy then guides my head from his father’s cock to Master Jamiul’s cock, so I reluctantly release Jeffery’s cock and crawl over the two muscular legs of these two black men and start sucking Master Jamiul’s superior cock.  So, in my new position, I can reach Jimmy's cock which of course Jimmy guides my right hand to him. This stretches me out as far as my slim frame can reach!  Jimmy guides my head back and forth between the two older black men’s cocks while I please him and his brother.  At the same time, Johnny and Jimmy are licking the two hot superior Daddys chests.  It's now clear who is in charge of our little fivesome sex play, the younger superior black men I help free from servitude to my family are in charge!  

Behind me, I heard my brother screaming out from both pain and blissful joy.  Master must be hammering at my brother’s hole. I hear more moans behind me and to my right. I know that moaning sound! It's Kenny getting fucked by his owner, Master Marcus. I bet his father is working on Marcus's balls. Ever since Master Marcus took Kenny's father as his slave both father and son have been tag teaming in serving their new owner. 

It's heartwarming to see a father and son pair work as one for their man.  Normally, white animal fathers and teen sons aren’t happy working together. However, as I can tell, white slavery does wonders for family bonding.  It brings white families together. Maybe now my brother and I can be closer now that Master owns us both! 

I hear distinct high heels come down the hall towards the den.  It stops and the familiar voice of Mistress Nahla calls out.

“Honey, I see you've become friends with our new son and grandsons.”

Master Jamiul breaks kissing Jeffery and looks at his wife.

“Oh, Yes, Jeffery, my buddy likes his new daddy don’t you, buddy?”

Still out of breath from the make out sessions, “Yes.. Sir.”

“Please buddy, call me Daddy and my wife Mother.  You're going to be our adopted son soon!”

“Yes, Daddy and Mother.”

Jeffery blushes some but I think he likes this new relationship.  

Mistress then declares, “Good, our newest son will be sleeping in our bed tonight.  Also, I have decided to make our new son’s wife, Wendy, here, my sister and her daughter my niece.  I have always wanted a very close sister and niece.  My sister and niece will take over the white female animal’s old room.  My sister and I formed an instant connection.  So, she will be sleeping with my husband and me often.  My niece is also welcome to our bed too.”

I now hear kissing but it’s not Master Jamiul and Jeffery this time.  Its female moans filling the room alone with hard fucking from my Master and his boyfriend who only stopped briefly to hear what Mistress Nahla was saying.  So, Master Jamiul grabs Jeffery’s face in his hands and starts making out again.  Behind me, I hear my Master now kissing my brother.  Master Marcus is also making out with either Kenny or his father.  The den is now filled with kissing and sex sounds while Jimmy and Johnny pull me between the older men’s cocks.  It’s like a game to them.  One minute, I’m sucking Jeffery, and the next Master Jamiul.   I’m just a sex toy for the young superiors and I’m all too happy to be their toy.  Whatever makes my superiors happy!