The Punishment Begins

The two black guys take Samantha’s dress off, leaving her standing in a white garter belt, stockings, and white lace panties along with her heels. “Aha, see? We see now what a little slut you are! If you aren’t a slut, why are you wearing such slutty clothes?” Samantha stands there, in between Charles and Franklin, her nipples hard as rocks on her small, heaving breasts. “Hmm, you are a good looking little slut, though,” the woman’s voice says. “I’d like to see you suck a dick. Wouldn’t you like to do that, slut?” the woman asks. “N-no, Mistress.” Samantha replies.

“WHAT?!” the woman yells. “What did you just say?! You fucking lying slut! You love sucking big black dicks! You love slurping their cum! You do it in front of everybody! And you’re going to do it NOW.” Slowly Tamara steps up to Samantha, wearing a black leather corset that can barely hold her huge breasts in place, and straps hold up black nylons that just clear the top of her thigh-high leather boots with high heels, her wavy blonde hair pulled back in a tight ponytail, her nail polish and lipstick a very bright, fiery red. Eric’s little penis gets hard, watching all this unfold in the chair. “You LOVE big black dicks!” Tamara yells at Samantha. “Now get on your knees, slut.” she commands. Samantha hesitates, apparently a bit too long for Tamara’s liking, and she smacks her across her ass with a leather riding crop. “Ow!” Samantha squeals, as Tamara says “When I give you a command you BETTER follow it, you got that, slut?” “Y-yes.” Samantha replies, only to be smacked again across her small ass. “Yes WHAT?!” Tamara yells in her face, and she replies “Y-yes, Mistress.” “Good. Now get on your KNEES,” her friend orders, and Samantha drops down, Charles and Franklin hold her there with a hand on each shoulder.

“Yes, that’s better,” Tamara says. “You like being like this, don’t you? You like being on your knees ready to suck a big black dick, don’t you, you little slut?” “Yes, Mistress,” Samantha replies. Tamara bends down and looks her friend in the eyes, grabbing her chin hard and says, “Yes! Yes, that’s right! Say it again! Tell everyone what a dirty little cocksucking slut you are!” “I . . . I love sucking black cocks,” Samantha responds, and Tamara strikes her across the face. “Wrong! Try it again, slut, and DON’T piss me off!” “I love sucking big black cocks, Mistress,” she says, and Tamara leans in close to her. “Yes. Yes you do, you little slut. But that’s not all, is it?” Samantha looks at her, pretending to be confused, and her friend says, “You like licking pussy too, don’t you? You like fucking women too, don’t you slut?” “Yes, I like fucking women, Mistress.” Samantha replies. “I knew it! I knew you are a dirty, horny slut.” Tamara says, and then briefly kisses her, jamming her tongue into her mouth.

“Now slut,” Tamara asks, “What do you want? Do you want a black cock, or do you want a pussy in your mouth?” “I want to suck a black dick, Mistress.” Samantha says. Tamara smacks her across her chest with the crop and says “Liar! What a lying little slut you are! Now, tell everyone what you really want.” “I want a pussy, Mistress,” she responds, and Tamara smacks her across the face again. “That’s another lie! Tell the truth slut, or you are going to PISS ME THE FUCK OFF!” Samantha says, “I want a black cock and a pussy, Mistress.” “Good,” Tamara says. “But you’re not getting both - that’s what happens when you lie to Mistress. Boys . . .”