Her lewd black udders

"Present yourself ****" - his instruction was simply and clear.

Already being on her knees, she knew from her training the position her Master desired, and leaning back on her heels, her fat freshly spanked ass enjoys the coolness of her skin, she pushed her breasts out, offering them to him. "As you wish Master."

His hands quickly lashed out, firming grabbing her large black breasts in his strong white hands, digging his fingers into her flesh until she cringed, letting out an discomforted whimper. "What are these?" He asked softly but firmly, looking directly in her eyes.

"They.....they are udders Master!"

"Yes....yes they are aren't they." He started, before letting her go and smacking her hanging breast, punctuating each word with an accompanying slap.

"Fat" SMACK

"Black" SMACK

"Udders!" SMACK

"And who owns them cow?

She did her best to endure the smacks, embarrassed by how her breast flesh lewdly jostled back and forth from his smacks!

"You do Master!" she cried out enthusiastically.

He laughed darkly as her submissive response rolled off her tongue. "You're absolutely right, my little ebony cow and they're perfect for their purpose," he murmured, reaching out to grab hold of one of her massive black breasts. He chuckled as he felt the weight of it in his hand, knowing that it was there solely for his use and pleasure. Without further ado, he pulled out a harness from his bag, untying it expertly before looping it around her breasts. He tightened the straps, securing the rope around her fat black udders as tightly as possible. He took a moment to admire his handiwork before reaching out to slap both her breasts hard, making her gasp in surprise and pain. "That's right," he said softly, his breath warm against her skin. "These are my udders they shouldn't have bras meant to confine and cover them—they're here for my use and pleasure."

She eagerly and quickly nodded, despite the discomfort of having her breasts so tightly bound up! The black bitch **** feels her Master's hand slap her breasts, she experiences a mix of emotions. The initial shock of the slap is quickly replaced by a strange sense of pleasure and arousal. Despite the pain, she knows that this is a part of their twisted bond and something she is willing to endure for his pleasure, as she submits her body to him, to his Ownership!

She bites her lip, looking down at her breasts as he ties them up in the harness, cringing as he ties them tightly! He always ties them so tight! A part of her is embarrassed by their size and prominence, feeling the intense degradation that comes with his verbal **** and the way he binds up her breasts. The deeper part of her, that craves his touch....his ****....takes pride in knowing that they are now his to command and use as he sees fit. The thought of him touching and manipulating them brings a warmth to her core, making her yearn for his attention. Thoroughly enjoying the deep sense of submission and loyalty towards him, knowing that this is a role she has willingly chosen to play in their deviant relationship.

As he playfully tugs on her nipples, mockingly milking them like udders, the black **** cannot help but squirm in pleasure. It's a strange sensation the feeling of her tightly bound breasts throbbing uncomfortably, her hard nipples feeling the swollen pressure, feeling both degraded and desired at the same time! His words sting, yet they also fuel her need for him to dominate her further.

She bites her lip, trying not to let out any moans of pleasure as he continues to pull on her nipples. His hand runs down her chest, squeezing and groping her breasts. "You're such a good fuckcow," he says mockingly, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "I'll let you pick the number this time.....how many would you like?"

His words send a shiver of anticipation down her spine as she looks up at him eagerly. Despite everything he's put her through, there's a part of her that cannot resist his dominance. She moans "Thank you Master, I live to serve as your black fuckcow!!!" eagerly, ready to do whatever he commands in order to earn his approval.