It happened late one night...

"Ready?" Bria Jeurgens was roused from a deep sleep by the husky male voice and by the covers and blankets being pulled up and off of her. She raised her head from the pillow as she felt someone climb onto the bed directly beside her, but it the dark she couldn't see anything about him. Before she could rise further, a hand clamped down on her throat, holding her tightly.

"Don't scream, little girl," he cautioned her softly but sternly, then with one hand on the throat and the other gathering her hair, proceeded to guide her up off her pillow and into a sitting position. "You ain't a racist are you?"

"I don't even know what color you are!" Bria pointed out, fear crowded out of her mind by drowsiness and confusion for the moment. The room was pitch black, but she could see a little red light that she hadn't noticed before.

"Just lean forward, let them nice big titties hang a little bit," the man instructed her, excitement building in his voice as he removed his hand from her throat but kept much of her hair gathered in a fist behind her head. "You gettin' 'em, homey?"

Bria was surprised to hear the raspy voice again come from the area of the red light, a second person in the room! "Fuck that face, nigga!" he encouraged in the dark.

"Wait, who is thah-aah!" Bria's eyes widened as her question was interrupted by a big, warm stiff item inserted into her open mouth, over her tongue and past her teeth. Her hands raised to chest level in a feeble gesture of protest as her mouth was immediately full of what she realized was a thick, long cock.

Through the magic of night vision technology, they filmed the onslaught on the beauty queen's face as his fuckpole pistoned in and out of her relenting mouth. It was less a blowjob than a skull fucking, as Bria rested one hand gently on his leg for support and simply held still (except as her tits jiggled noticeably with each thrust) and tried not to gag as her assailant repeatedly crammed ever more cock into her mouth and into her throat. The teenager could not help but fixate on the red light, staring wide-eyed into the camera as it recorded her nocturnal subjugation.

Then a girl's soft moan could be heard through the wall, followed by a triumphant bellow. "You ain't a virgin no more!" the man's voice proclaimed, and Bria's tormentor shared a laugh of his own.

"See, you ain't the only white girl goin' black tonight," he assured her, and Bria contemplation of Kristen and Jessica's little bodies being violated by strangers in the middle of the night brought her horror but also shameful arousal. "And the next time you or either of them refuse a black man's sexual advance, we're gonna release these movies of all three of you onto the internet... understand?" But her response was little more than a hum, as the cock in her face prevented Bria from replying or even nodding her head.