Pit Mistress

Elizabeth tried to push the thoughts of Lamont out of her head as she got off the bus, late at night. She smelled like fast food and sweat, and Lamont had put her through her paces, taking relish in having authority over the elegant white woman.

She went into the barbecue restaurant at the back, where LaDonna did her work. Every night, she labored over the fires, slow cooking a variety of meats. She had a do-rag on, shorts, and a t-shirt, her body sweaty as she added more wood to the smoker.

"Hey baby," LaDonna said, seeing Elizabeth. "How was your first day?"

"Hard," Elizabeth admitted. "Manual labor doesn't suit me."

"Well, welcome to the rest of the world, bitch," LaDonna said, chuckling. She sat down in a lawn chair. "So how can I make you feel better?" She stood up, peeling off her shorts and sitting back down. She wasn't wearing panties, her hairy pussy and large ass revealed.

"Well," Elizabeth said, eyeing the pussy. "I do have something in mind." LaDonna laughed, crooking her finger at the white woman, and she climbed down to her hands and knees, crawling to her.

LaDonna sat back in the chair, groaning under the weight, spreading her thighs widely, moaning as she felt Elizabeth's soft pink tongue glide over her Black pussy lips, resting her hands in Elizabeth's hair.

"That's my bitch," LaDonna said proudly, resting her sore feet on Elizabeth's back, enjoying as the white woman ate her out. She knew just how to do it now, too, focused on her clit and pussy lips and ass, going from the asshole to the sensitive skin in the valley and on the perineum, then greedily nibbling and lapping the large asscheeks. She was a lesbian now, through and through. LaDonna came twice, then had a cigarette while Elizabeth continued to ardently eat her ass.

"Mmm, you're trained up good, white girl. You gonna head home?"

Elizabeth looked up at her Black Queen. "I'm not done, if you don't mind." LaDonna smiled toothily.

"Back to it then, bitch."