Making amends

"You think a simple apology could fix what you done, Tara?" he asked her, his voice dripping with contempt. "That word brings up a lot of horrible things yo people did to mine."

Fighting back the tears Tara tries to apologize again. "I'm sorry, I'll..I'll do anything to make it up to you."

The black man noticed out of the corner of his eye what neighborhood he was in. "If you want to make it up to me, get off with me." She looks up at him shocked by the double entandre of his invitation.

"W-what?!" she gasped, but he grabbed the cord calling the bus to a stop and then Tara by her thin white arm and drags her from the bus and into a store.

Tara's jaw hits the floor as she discovers herself in a sex shop for the first time. Dildos and sex dolls hung on the wall along with racy lingerie. "Oh my god," the meek country girl says. "What are we doing here?"

"You said you'd do anything to make it up to me. So...Come with me." He drags the teen past the aisles of porno DVDs, lesbian porn and straight porn, bondage porn fetish porn she couldn't even fathom what was going on on the covers. Finally she's at the back wall with her negro companion. She looks up at the wall and her eye is drawn to big white dildos, with veins and big heads. Tara had never seen such big penises. Suddenly something is shoved in her face. Backing her face away she could take it in, this was a black dildo, there were more veins and the mushroom head was purple and much bigger. It was also much bigger than any of the dildos she's seen on the wall, maybe 15 inches, and she wondered aloud if that was even possible. Then she sees that it's molded from an actual person, a black man of course. She wondered if she could ever meet a man with such a big dick, and realized that it would have to be a black man.

Her companion from the bus then grabbed her roughly by the arm and pulled her toward the register, and she noticed that he had collected more items. Apparently he had left her side while she investigated the black dildo, she could have escaped but was unaware of the opportunity. While the goods are being packaged and added up Tara continues to stare mystified at the big black dildo. "Hey! You want that cock or not?!" She looks up and sees another black man. "Um...yes. I do." She says, unsure why but smiling and nodding eagerly as he scans the final item. "$350, cash or charge?" She looks at her companion, but is told that she's paying. Wanting to get out of here as soon as possible she takes out her card that had a $400 limit, that she was only supposed to use in case of emergencies 'I guess this counts,' Tara says to herself, just hoping her daddy doesn't discover this emergency purchase involved a visit to a sex shop on the wrong side of town to buy a dildo modelled on a real negro cock.

After leaving the store her companion hands her the bags. "So now you're going to pay me back," he explained, and when Tara protested that she had by buying that stuff, he continued: "No, I just had to make sure you had the right stuff. So you're going to fuck yourself every night with that black dildo until you can fit it all the way in without pain."

She looks into the bag apprehensively and sees the black monster, knowing that would stretch her beyond all limits. "And that's it, right?" Tara whines.

"No, it's the start. I programmed my number and a couple of surprises into your phone while you were drooling." He walks away. "Stay in touch, and don't make me come find you!" he warned her.

Tara put her hands on her hips and groaned to herself in defeat. She couldn't believe how her new life in the big city was going, she should have listened to her father and not spoken to any negro, that pervert sure was tricky, but as the young redhead went to the bus stop she was just relieved that she had escaped without getting ****. 'Well, maybe it'll be good to practice with the dildo for when I go black for real,' Tara thought, so then I'll be ready.