Company

Two hours later, when a knock came at the door, you answered dressed in your ex's hot pink thong, and a matching bra, just like Ray had ordered you to.

Ray had also made you shower, shave all the hair from your body, and put on mascara, lipstick, and pink nailpolish as well.

Now, looking in a mirror, you couldn't even tell you'd ever been a boy.

When the door opened, the three big black guys outside stepped inside and headed for the living room where Ray was watching TV and smoking a joint. Each of them checked you out appreciatively as they passed. All of them were taller than you. One, like Ray, was bald. The other two had long dread locks. All of them were dressed very much as Ray had been when he had arrived, and radiated a somewhat menacing, but mostly exciting energy. These were thugs, and you know each of them would be fucking you repeatedly over the next few days, at least. The thought of this made your legs tremble slightly as you walked in to serve each man a drink from a tray you'd been ordered to have ready.

When the tray was empty, you returned it to the kitchen, before returning to Ray.

"Good job, bitch." He said, smiling as your face turned red.

"Thank you.." you say, keeping your voice as effeminate as you can

"Thank you what, bitch?" Ray said, turning suddenly angry

"Th..thank you, master." You stammer, fear rising in you as quickly as anger had in him

Tyrese, sitting in the corner, looked grief stricken

"That's right. Now come here and suck this dick again. That little outfit you got on is getting me hard."

You shoot one more glance at Tyrese before obediantly striding over to Ray. You place a hand on each of his legs, and bend at the waist so that all the other guys, Tyrese included, get a full view of your ass. Gently, you push his legs apart, and reach a hand into his shorts, taking hold of his nearly foot-long black cock. Carefully, you manage to free him from his basketball shorts, and drop delicately to your knees.

"Who owns you, bitch?" Said Ray, placing one large hand on your head, and holding his cock with the other.

"You own me master. Im your bitch." You say, dutifully, looking up into his eyes

"Good girl. Open your mouth." Ray says, smiling

Unquestioningly, you obey, letting your mouth fall open, and not resisting in the slightest as Ray guided his massive dick past your lips, and pulled your head down onto him, lodging the head of his cock against your throat as he had earlier that day.

"Fuuuck. Im happy this bitch knew to only give it up for real niggas." Ray said, looking at his boys with a smile audible on his face, "I love my little bro, but you gon see tonight why bein my lil hoe is gon be better fo you."

You pause giving him head to reply simply, "Yes master."

"Damn," said one of the dreadlocked men, "You aint even fucked her yet?"

"Na man," Ray said, pulling your hair as he forces you to suck him deeper and deeper, "She just got a taste of this nut, and ever since she's been my little white bitch."

The black men, all except Tyrese, laughed when Ray said this.

"She gon get fucked tonight though." Ray said, causing a thrill of excitement and fear to shoot up your spine, even as you bobbed your head up and down on his cock.

"Hell, when im done she gon take care of yall too, ain't that right, bitch?" Ray says, looking down at you as you suck him