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. 

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.  

• 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

Chapter 27

POV white slave Chris

My Master and his boyfriend Master Marcus took us back to Master Marcus’s house after the enslavement of the white boys in the frat.  I can’t believe what just happened!   My amazing Master and his boyfriend just turned a bunch of white frat boys into slaves!  My Master manipulated those white boys like they were pawns on a chessboard.  It was simply epic to witness.   It only makes me want to worship my Master even more!   

When we enter the house after a long night, our Masters just want to relax by the pool.  Therefore they just start stripping while heading for the pool.  Kenny and I were already naked since our Masters never gave us our speedos when we left the frat.   We quickly follow our Masters, picking up their discarded clothes while we run to catch up with them.  They dive into the pool without stopping.  Kenny and I are left watching them horse around in the pool while holding their clothes.  

Thankfully, the slave to Marcus’s mother, Roger, comes out to see what he can do to help.  

He whispers in our ears, “I can take the Masters’ clothes.”

We smile at him and hand over the clothes.

I whisper, “Thank you!”  

He then suggests that one of us get our Masters some refreshments.  I nod and follow him back into the house.  I look back to see Kenny is called over by his Master.  Kenny is pulled into the pool and our Masters surround him from both sides, Master Marcus in front and my Master in the back.  I enter the house as Master Marcus kisses his neck as Kenny sucks his Master’s nipples.  That’s the last I've seen because slave Roger squeezes my arm, guiding me into the house and to the kitchen. 

“Boy, focus on your duties at hand.  What your Master’s doing with some other slave is not your business.  Your Master’s will want refreshments soon and you volunteered to provide that service instead of your fellow slave.  Own your decisions and don’t regret them. Now, Master Marcus likes his tea sweetened and Master Malik likes his unsweetened.  I just made some sun tea.  There is a pitcher of it in the fridge.  Prepare the tea while I put the Masters’ clothes away.”

“OH…OK,” and nod, following the directions of the more experienced slave.  
        
He leaves for the laundry room while I open the fridge and pull out the pitcher of tea.  I do some searching in the cabinets and find some glasses for our Masters.  As I was opening each cabinet I kept note of where everything is so I can help out slave Roger in the future.  Master’s Mother, Mistress Nahla, explained to me that my service to my Master requires domestic work as well as sexual service.  So, I want to make my Master and Mistress Nahla proud of me in both.  I find the sweetener Master Marcus’s tea and pour unsweetened tea in another glass for my Master.  As I’m carrying the glasses of tea to our Masters, I hear the front door open.  I look over to see Mistress Amari, Master Marcus’s mother, walk in.  She ignores me as I watch her go to the basement.    

Quickly, slave Roger runs out of the laundry room and down into the basement.  As he passes me, he motions for me to carry on with my duties.  So, I take the tea to the patio and place the glasses beside the pool for our Master’s to easily reach them.  I don’t see Kenny anywhere, wondering where he went.  I look down and see him under the water, bobbing his head up and down on his Master's cock and then move to my Master's cock.  He switches back and forth between our Masters before popping his head out of the water to take a big breath.  As a swimmer like me, I know he can hold his breath for a long time.  When he looks up at me, he smiles and blows me a kiss licking his lips.  Fuck he is such a tease.  He knows I want to serve our Masters too! 

Master Marcus comes over and grabs his tea from the side of the pool.  

He looks up at me, “Boy, go grab some snacks. I think some fruit would be nice.  Malik, do you want anything?” as he hands Master his tea.       

“Some veggies and dip would be great.” 

I ask, “Masters, what dip would you like with your vegetables?”

Marcus orders, “Slave, get us some ranch dip.  Oh, also, melt some chocolate for the fruit.  Ask my slave Roger how to prepare the chocolate the way I like it.”    

“Yes, Masters.”

I run back into the Kitchen, this time ignoring the fun Kenny is having.  As I’m cutting up the fruit and veggies, I see Slave Roger rolling a suitcase up from the basement.  Mistress Amari pops her head out from the hallway to her bedroom suit. 

She barks at Roger, “Slave, did you get all your old clothes from the basement,  The ones I was going to donate to charity?  That poor black man we took to the hospital will need them when he gets out.” 

“Yes, Mistress. All this slave’s old clothes are packed in the suitcase as its Mistress instructed.”

“Slave, did it include its old silk underwear and socks?”

“Yes, Mistress, The Superior Black Man is getting the best clothes it used to own.”

“Good, it no longer needs those types of clothes now that it is my property.”

“Yes, of course, Mistress.  Those clothes are wasted on an inferior as itself.”

I watch the exchange, remembering what happened to that poor black man by those horrible white inferior assholes at the frat.  Well, at least the black man is getting the care he needs and will have nice clothes to wear while recovering.  I’m thinking Kenny’s asshole brothers made that Superior Black Man stay naked in those dungeon cells for months.  Hopefully, the doctors will help with the trauma he went through and with Mistress giving slave Roger’s old clothes to the Superior, she will restore some normality in the black man’s life.   

Roger comes back from putting the suitcase in his Mistress’s car and checks on my work. 

“So, what do the young Masters want?”

“Sir, they want fresh vegetables, ranch dip, fruit, and chocolate for the fruit.”

“Slave, don’t call me ‘Sir’.  I’m a slave like you.  Just call me slave or Roger.  I see you found the fruit and vegetables.  There is some ranch dip in the back of the fridge.”

“Thanks, Roger.”

I then grab the dip while Roger prepares the chocolate.  He shows me some chocolate fudge he created a couple days ago.  We will make the hot chocolate dip from the fudge.

“Slave, what is your name?”

I smile at him, “Chris.”

“OK, Chris get some cream from the fridge, and let's make some chocolate fudge dipping sauce for the young Masters.”

I smile thinking this should be something they will love. Who doesn’t love chocolate fudge?

Chris shows me how to make the most delicious chocolate fudge dipping sauce.  While I stir the sauce when Mistress Amari comes back wearing a long red dress with a long slit showing off her strong legs. I must say, she’s stunning!  The dress is sexy but also shows she is a powerful woman.  She is not one to take shit from anyone but also caring too as she showed with he black man in the hospital.  

True to her superior power, she walks into the Kitchen and points to me, “Slave, zip up my dress.”

I pull up the zipper carefully so as not to pinch her skin in the zipper.   Meanwhile, Roger takes over stirring the sauce.  

“Slave, tell my son and your Master that I’m going out on a date tonight.  I may or may not come home tonight, we will see how the night turns out.”

I nervously say, “Yes, Mistress.”

“Good, now kiss my feet before I go.”

I kneel at her feet and kiss each foot.  Roger pulls the sauce off the burner and kneels, doing the same thing for his Mistress.  She pats us both on our heads. 

“Be good and serve my son and his boyfriend with superior service. My slave knows what I expect.”

Roger bows his head, “Yes, Mistress, we will serve your son and his boyfriend with the superior service you expect.”

“Excellent! Now get back to work!”

We both yell out, “Yes, Mistress.”

Then we rush back to preparing the snack for the Masters.  The Mistress Amari leaves with her high heels clicking on the marble floors.  I will be listening for that sound in the future to know when the Mistress comes home. 

We finish the snacks and place them on a tray.  Slave Roger shows me how to place the tray on my shoulders as I have seen waiters do in fine dining restaurants.  I set the tray on a nearby table.  Both Roger and I put the snacks on the ground beside the pool.  

Master swims over and looks at the food and dips some fruit into the hot chocolate. 

He looks at Marcus, “Dam! Love, this is delicious!  Thank you!”

He then kisses his boyfriend, leaving behind some chocolate on Marcus’s lips.  Master Marcus licks his lips and smiles. 

“Yeah, my mother has high standards so her slave knows how to cook very well.  I assume he made the chocolate from the fudge he made the other night.  It’s one of the best chocolate fudge you will ever taste. My mother expects nothing less from her slave!”
 
Master dips a strawberry into the chocolate and smiles as he bites into it.  With a mouth full of chocolate and fruit, he agrees, “Yes…It’s…Great...”

Roger and I both smile, loving that my Master is enjoying the fruit and chocolate.  Master dips another strawberry into the chocolate and feeds it to his boyfriend. 

OH SHIT!  I just remember what Mistress Amari said earlier. 

“Master Marcus, Mistress Amari said she is going on a date and may not be home tonight.”

He looks up at me with chocolate on his face, “OH! So we have the house to ourselves.  Then we have some alone time.  Lets fuck our slaves outside!  Do you agree, my love?”, turning to my Master. 

“Hell yeah!  Living in a small apartment, I never get to fuck outside.  Especially with my parents around all the time. I have fucked a boy on the balcony but it’s not the same as out here. I have no privacy fucking on that balcony or making out with my boyfriend!”

Master smiles at his boyfriend.  They are so cute together! 

“Well, my Love!  We have the whole house and the backyard to make out and fuck our slaves in.  Plus! No parents around!  Let’s take advantage of the opportunity while we can!”

With that, both our beautiful Masters get out of the pool.  I lick my lips, loving how the sun shines on their dark skin, showing off their muscular chest, strong arms and legs, and not to mention their 6 pack abs. Plus, the big shiny wet cocks. They are the most gorgeous men I have ever seen!  
 
Master Marcus grabs Kenny's wrist and pulls him out of the pool,  He wraps his right arm around him and pulls him close. With his left hand, he grabs my Master’s wrist and pulls him out towards the grass.  As he passes Roger and me, my Master grabs my wrist too!  Master Marcus is now pulling all of us into the grass. 

Roger runs to a pile of towels, grabs a few, and rushes past us, quickly laying out the towels for his Master and us to lay down on.  Fuck! He wasn’t kidding when he said he would be providing superior service to his Mistress's son and my Master. 

Master Marcus falls onto the towels just as Roger finishes placing them in the grass. Still holding on to both Master and Kenny they fall down beside him, causing me to fall to my knees too. Master pulls Marcus in a deep kiss as he pulls me closer to him, forcing my mouth onto his big dark nipples. I quickly start licking the droplets of water off them and the rest of his chest. 

The sun shines down onto his chest and reflects off his two beautiful strong dark pecks. Oh Fuck! I love his body, especially in the sunlight. So of course, I want to lick every inch of him. Master must love that attention since he grabs my neck and guides my mouth where he wants me to go. I hear Kenny licking too so assume he is doing the same for Master Marcus. 

I glance over at my long-time friend and we smile at each other then continue to give our Masters the tongue bath we so love doing. 

Master has a trail of curly black hair running between his large pecs. Master guides my tongue slowly down the trail of hair, licking up all the water collected in them. It tastes great!  Yet, I can imagine how much better it would taste with sweat building up in that hair. I moan at the thought and can't wait to do this after a wrestling match. 

Master soon guides me to his wet balls, licking up all the pool water accumulated in his hairy balls.  One of many things I love about Superior Black men is their curly hair and all the sweat that builds up in those curls. I dive in licking all around each of his balls, knowing they hold superior seeds that I want to consume.  Master pushes my head deeper into his balls, moaning as he makes out with his boyfriend.  I hear licking sounds coming from Kenny and know he is having the time of his life too!  Kenny and his Dad taught me how to serve men since they have a lot more experience than me.   Both were whores for Kenny’s asshole brothers and know all the tricks to keep a man happy.  I’m using all those same tricks to serve my Master.  I lick between his balls and each leg just the way Kenny taught me.  Master let me do more of the work now that he knows I’m only focused on his pleasure.  So, he grabs Master Marcus's face with both hands, kissing him with all the love two young superior men should.  Kenny and I keep their cocks hard as they make love to each other.  As Master’s mother explained to me, Kenny and I are white slave animals born to serve superior men like my Master.  I feel like my life now has purpose and I believe Kenny feels the same way.  

I work my way down to the sensitive spot between Master’s balls and asshole, running my tongue along the hard tube just under the skin. I know that it is filling up with his superior seed.  I feel proud to help Master fill his balls with the seed that someday might create another superior.  I know Master is gay but maybe someday Master and Marcus will have a child of their own using a surrogate.  Master then could teach his future son to be a strong, proud black man like his parents taught him.  That would be something to see.  

I move down to Master's hole working my tongue along the crack and testing if Master is enjoys this.  I hear him moan louder with each flick of my tongue.  So, he must be. I push my tongue deep into his hole, hearing more moans and I smile to myself.  Yes, Master likes being rimmed.  This is another trick that Kenny taught me.  So, I know how wonderful it feels.  Kenny’s Dad and him tagged teamed me a few times so I could experience a threeway.  Both have licked my hole many times.   I must admit they know what they are doing.  Kenny’s brothers have had them both work on some clients together.  Kenny says the men they serviced loved using a father and son pair.  I can imagine Kenny and his Dad serving Master Marcus that way.  That is assuming Kenny’s Dad agrees to become a slave to Master Marcus.  He was a slave to his sons. So, why not be a slave for Master Marcus?  Plus, my Master and Marcus saved him and his son from life as whores. 

I crawl under Master even more to get better access to his hole.  Fuck it so hairy too!  Master's curly hair shows me how inferior I am.   He has more hair on him than I will ever have.  My Dad and brother are both smooth like me.  Master is already a man and the hair I’m licking shows me that fact. 

Master grabs my head, pushing my face deeper into his hole.  I’m forced to push my tongue as deep as I can, tasting his strong bitter musk.  Even his musk is stronger and more manly than white slaves like Kenny or his Dad.  Kenny or his Dad’s hole never tastes this strong!  For me, the stronger the musk, the better it tastes.  I’ve become addicted to Master's strong musk.  Superiors like him give off stronger scents than weak inferiors like Kenny and me.  Every time I walked into the locker room and Master or his boyfriend were there, I could smell them.  Every day, I would look for that smell and want to be close to them.  The more they sweat, the more I know they were working out their strong bodies. That musk reminded me my body was inferior. I mean they worked out their bodies so the could fight other Alphas.  How can I compare with that!  Even when I was in the classrooms with them, I could smell their musk from across the room.  That was one of many reasons why I knew I was inferior to black men and had to become Master’s slave. 

As I look up, I can now see Master is now leaking from his hard cock. Fuck! It’s a constant stream of his wonderful seed.  It drips down his long shaft, over his balls, and down to his hole.  When I get the first taste of his seed, mixed with his musk, it’s like nothing I could ever dream of.  OMG!  I want more!  So, I push my tongue in deep trying to milk as much seed from his cock.  Each time I come up for air, lick up to his balls, swirling them around in my mouth and then back to his hole to milk more seed.  Fuck! I love giving him pleasure like this.  There is nothing more special than serving someone you know in your heart who is superior to you. Plus, he is making love to his lover who is just as superior.  I know now this is why Master’s mother calls me a white male animal.  I’m a sex toy for my Master while he makes real love to his lover.   I’m like all the vibrators that Kenny’s Dad owns.  

Without breaking their kiss, Master grabs my collar and pulls my mouth to his cock.  I know what he wants and dive down onto his cock.  I see Kenny is doing the same thing.  Master lets go of my collar and resumes making out with his lover.  I watch them make out and marvel at how much they love each other.  The closest I will get to love like that is by watching them and pleasuring them as they do it.  Yet, watching superior men make out is something I will never get bored with.  I smile knowing my service to them only helps their love flourish.  So, I push Master’s cock deep into my throat so he gets the maximum pleasure to fuel his love for Master Marcus.  Kenny is doing the same for his Master.  We glance at each other, knowing we are doing what we love!

Both our Masters start instinctively humping our throats as they grab hold of our heads.  Now all we can do is let our Masters use our holes as nature intended for white animals.  I do try to press my tongue onto the underside of his cock so he can get the maximum pleasure from using my hole.  This seems to help because Master tightens his grip on my head, forcing his huge cock deeper into my throat and leaving it there.  Seconds later, his cock swells and 6 powerful bursts of cum are dumped directly into my stomach. 

Both Masters fall on their backs, breathing heavily as they hold each other, as Master's cock softens in my mouth.  I look up at the two sexiest dominant black men I have ever seen. Fuck! The satisfaction showing on their faces makes me feel proud that I played a role in giving them the pleasure they so deeply deserve.   It's so hard to describe how content I feel at this moment. I know for sure that this is what I'm meant to do. Master's mother knew what I was before I completely understood myself. She is right! I'm a white male animal slave born to serve men like my Master. 

All white male animals need to understand this pride I feel.  I hope that someday my Dad and brother can understand what they are too.  Black people are designed to be superior to white boys like me. It's in their nature to be Alphas. Just like it's Kenny and my nature to be their submissive animals. 

I grab Master's cock and milk every last bit of cum from it!  As the creamy white cum drips out, I quickly lick the head clean. Over and over, I milk him, savoring his delicious seed.  I marvel at the white cum knowing that it could produce more superiors that boys like me need to worship someday.  

Master guides my mouth to his balls as we all relax in the sun.  Not long Roger comes over and places some sunscreen on the towel next to Master Marcus then backs off and kneels in the grass.  He stays close enough to hear if his Master needs anything.   I have known him as my principal for years.  Now I see him as a slave like me.  I marvel at how trained he is.  Mistress Amari trained him well.  I hope someday I can be just as good of a slave as he is.   

I wonder what deal his Mistress made with the captain of the wrestling team to allow my swim team to become ‘bullied boys’ for the ‘Managed Bullying’ program.  I could tell that Master Alex was the one behind the program.  It’s just slavery hidden behind protecting the weaker bullied boys.  Slave Roger must have had no choice in allowing the program to continue. 

Master Marcus hands the sunscreen to Kenny.  He squeezes some into his hand and then hands the bottle to me.  I get up on my knees and take the bottle, squeezing some into my hands as well.  Kenny rubs down his Master and smiles.  I see him lust after his Master the same way I do for mine.  So, I look at my Master and stare at his muscular body as I rub in the sunblock.   DAM! My Master has a perfect body.  I start with his feet and rub the cream into each toe then down to his heel.  They must be a size 12 inches! They’re so big, matching his tall handsome frame.  I rub up and down each leg making sure I have every inch of him covered.  I work up to his stomach, tracing my small hands along each ripple of his muscular abs.  He must work out a lot to keep his body in such good shape.   I have watched him work out, admiring his dedication.  Staying in shape helps him be a great wrestler.  Unlike the pretty gay boys that live in the gym, he knows how to fight and dominate other Alphas!   I’m so lucky to be able to serve him and know he will protect his property.  It is such a treat to be able to worship him and provide a service he deserves.  I glance at Kenny and he is just as much in awe of his Master as I am of mine.  Plus, his Master saved him from a life of being a whore for his brothers.  So, Kenny must have lots of respect and admiration for his Master too!

I work my way up to Master’s huge chest and then down his strong arms.  Those strong arms must have taken down so many of his opponents.  I admire how hard his biceps and forearms are.  His opponents have no chance against a fighter like him.  He took down Kenny’s brother with perfect skill, not only as a wrestler but also as a street fighter.  This perfect black man is smart and savvy too!.  I mean look how he took down a whole house of white frat brothers.  He is an amazing man and I’m proud to be able to serve him.  I will happily serve my Master for the rest of my life!

After Kenny and I finish with the front side of our Masters, they turn over and we work on their backside.  I smile at how perfect Master’s back, ass, and legs are from the back.  I look down at my skinny body and then at his.  There is no doubt who is superior to whom.   I lick my lips then start rubbing more sunscreen on his neck and shoulders, working my way down the body I so much want to worship!  

Both Masters rest on their towels as their slaves do all the work which is perfectly natural.  I wouldn’t have it any other way.  

When we’re done, Master orders, “Slaves cover up those bodies as well.  We don’t want our property damaged.”

Kenny and I both say, “Yes, Master.”

We kneel in front of each other at our Master’s feet and start rubbing each other’s bodies.  Kenny is just as slim as me. We are certainly the weaker males compared to our Masters.  It’s nice to rub down Kenny’s body but I much prefer to be rubbing my hands on my Master's magnificent body. 

When we are done, we once again lay between our Master’s legs.  I rest my face on Master’s ass as he takes a nap.  The suns feel so good on my naked flesh.  It’s a wonderful day to relax after the stressful day and night our Master’s had.  They deserve some much needed rest. 

I smell my Master’s ass and can’t help but to rub my tongue along his crack.  Like everything about my Master, his ass is beautiful.  As I casually lick up and down his crack, he relaxes even more, allowing his hole to open up.  I purposely left his hole without sunscreen just so I could do this.  My face is now protecting his hole from the harmful rays of the sun.  Master moans in his sleep as I push my tongue deeper into his hole.  DAM!  I love his hole so much.  I can tell Master relaxing more as I service his hole.   

At times I need to give my tongue some rest.  So, I lift my head up from the Master's hole and glance around.  Kenny seems to be copying me because his face is buried in his Master’s hole as well.  I also see slave Roger still kneeling with his head bowed, having not moved a muscle.  

DAM! He is well-trained.   His knees must be hurting despite being on the grass.  I hope I can have the strength and willpower to stay in one position like he does when it's my turn to wait to be of service.  I’m sure that will happen someday soon. 

I'm always watching people and trying to understand them.  I want to know what I can do to help them and make their lives better. I have watched black and white people for years now. I noticed whenever black people are given a chance to rise above the whites in charge they outperform in every field!  Whether it's sports, schooling, entertainment, business or public service, they are just better at it all.  White people created a lie to stay in power.  Yet, it's just to hide their inadequacy compared to the superiority of black people. This is why I choose to be enslaved.  We white animals belong in the service to them. My own ancestors enslaved my Master's family.  I am now writing a wrong that they did so many years ago.  My inherited white privilege has continued to try to hold back black men and women from their rightful place at the top of humanity. I don't belong in their class of humans. So, it only makes sense to be thought of as a white male slave animal. 

Master wakes up from his nap and I hear him kissing his lover once again as I continue to worship his hole.  Master breaks the kiss and taps my head.  I get up to my knees as he rolls over and rests on his elbows.  I see him staring behind me and then points. 

“Marcus, who are your neighbors?”

I look back over my shoulder to see who he is pointing at.  A white man, his wife and their son are watching us.  I wonder how long they have been watching.  

Marcus replies, “OH that’s the Roberts family.  They own a car dealership in town.  I see them watching us like that all the time.  I think they like what they see if you know what I mean,” he laughs.  

I see they are sitting in their lounge chairs that are pointed right at us instead of normally pointed at the pool.  I then look at Kenny and his face is red.  Does he know them?  

Master sees Kenny’s red face and asks, “Boy, do you know that family?”

His face goes even redder, “Master, my brothers rented me to them as their ‘pool boy’.”

OH, SHIT! I remember Kenny telling me that he worked for a white family that lived behind a black and white family.  Why didn’t he tell me it was Marcus’s house that was the black and white family?  Now I understand why he was so attracted to Marcus when I suggested we serve Master and Marcus.   

Marcus laughs loud enough for the white family to hear and yells out, “BOY! I REMEMBER A WHITE BOY SERVING AS MY NEIGHBOR’S ‘POOL BOY’!  THAT WAS YOU, WASN’T?”

Kenny then smiles and looks up at his Master in a more confident and louder voice, “YES, MASTER!”

Now the white family leans forward trying to hear the conversation better!  They now know that Kenny is a slave to Marcus.  

Master Marcus continues in his purposely loud voice, “BOY! WHILE SERVING THAT WHITE FAMILY DID YOU WATCH ME LIKE THEY ARE NOW?”

“YES, MASTER, I LOVED TO WATCH YOU, MASTER!”

 Kenny is getting more confident as he talks with his Master.

“I BET YOU DID BOY!  YOU WANTED TO SERVE ME INSTEAD OF THEM, DIDN’T YOU?”

“OH GOD! YES, MASTER.  MORE THAN ANYTHING IN THE WORLD!”

I now see that the white son is rubbing his crotch over his shorts.   

“IS THAT WHY YOU WANTED TO BE MY WHITE SLAVE BOY?”

“YES, MASTER!  EVERY DAY, I WATCHED YOU AND LONGED TO SERVE YOU, MASTER!”

Now I see that the white father is rubbing his crotch too.  Even the white mother is rubbing her tits. 

“WERE YOU NAKED AS YOU ARE NOW!”

“YES, MASTER!  WHENEVER I SERVICED THE POOL, I WAS ORDERED BY THE WHITE FATHER TO STRIP NAKED!  I HAD NO CHOICE SINCE MY BROTHERS ORDERED ME TO FOLLOW THE COMMANDS OF WHOMEVER I WAS RENTED TO.”

“YET, YOU DIDN’T MIND BEING NAKED DID YOU, WHITE BOY?”

“NO, MASTER!  IT FELT NATURAL TO BE NAKED IN FRONT OF YOU, MASTER.  EVEN IF MY MASTER DIDN’T KNOW IT.”

Master Marcus laughs again, “YES, IT’S THE NATURAL STATE FOR WHITE BOYS AND GIRLS IS TO BE NAKED.” 

I watch as the white son starts pulling off his shorts.  I see my Master smirking.  His lover is giving orders to this white family and they don’t even realize it.  Soon, the white father is naked too.  I’m amazed at how easily black men can control us whites when they are given the chance. The mother is only in a two-piece swimsuit.  So, her top is gone not long after her son and husband are naked.  Then her bottom is gone as she rubs herself.  All three are so engrossed in watching Master Marcus and his slave talk that they don’t even realize what is happening to them. They are all masturbating now!   Kenny is now jerking off his Master’s cock as the white family continues to watch.  Master Marcus does have a marvelous cock.  I bet they have never seen a cock that huge.    

Master Marcus stares at the white family as he continues to talk with Kenny, “WHITE BOY!  DID YOU FANTASY ABOUT WORSHIPING MY COCK WHILE CLEANING THE POOL?”

“OH YES!  MASTER, MANY TIMES!”

Kenny slowly strokes the massive cock as his Master continues his questioning.

“WORSHIPING ME WAS ALL YOU COULD THINK ABOUT WASN’T?”

Kenny moans, “OH MY GOD, YES, MASTER!”

Kenny is now staring at the cock as I’m.  

“YOU WANTED TO SUCK MY COCK DIDN’T YOU, WHITE BOY!”

More moans come from now all the white boys and girls watching Master Marcus including me.  I lick my lips wanting Master Marcus's dark cock as the sun shines down on it.  It has a power of its own, drawing all the white people to it. I lean over wanting a taste. 

“BOYS, WHY DON’T YOU DO WHAT ALL WHITE BOYS LOVE, SUCK MY COCK!”

Like a moth to a flame, Kenny and I lean forward on either side of this magnificent dark god in front of us.   Fuck it’s gorgeous.  We worship our BLACK GOD, licking each side of the cock that we long to serve! 

Still talking loudly, “THAT ITS MY WHITE SLAVE BOYS!  DO WHAT COMES SO NATURAL TO YOUR KIND!”

Kenny and I groan out, “OH GOD YES! THANK YOU, MASTER!”

We lick up and down, circling the head trying to lick as much precum from his beautiful cock. 

“YOU LOVE WORSHIPING ME, DON’T YOU, WHITE BOYS?”

Still moaning, “YES…MASTER…WE LOVE WORSHIPING YOU… MASTER!”

A little farther away we all hear moans coming from the white family.  They are just as attracted to Master Marcus as we are.  

In the corner of my eye, I see my Master then get up and walk to the white family.  He is naked and walks with such confidence that the white father can’t help to look between my Master and us. 

When Master walks onto the neighbor’s deck, the family now looks at him.  Master walks right up to the white father and pushes his hard cock into the man’s face.   

It only takes one command, “SUCK!”

The father is like in a trance because he opens his mouth and soon he’s sucking.  I don’t think it’s the first time the father has sucked cock.  Then I remember Kenny telling me many of the white fathers he serviced loved sucking his dick! 

Master Marcus taps our heads and we lean back as he gets up.  Kenny and I watch in amazement as he walks up to the white son and pushes his cock in the boy’s face. No command is needed.  The boy opens his mouth and Master pushes his cock in! 

The mother is now fingering herself switching between watching her husband sucking Master Marcus and her son sucking my Master.  This family has no idea what is in store for them!