Anna’s Surrender 

by Jake.

I actually felt pretty good about going to my twenty-year high school reunion. After all, I have been successful in my career, I have a loving husband and two beautiful children. I had been a little concerned about my appearance. After having two kids and trying to work full time and be a mother I didn’t have too much time to take care of myself. But knowing this was coming up, I finally made the time. I went on the Atkins diet and hit the gym with a vengeance and I actually think that I look better now than I ever have. Sometimes when I am out with my daughter people don’t believe I am old enough to be the mother of a thirteen-year-old.

I missed the ten year reunion because I just couldn’t manage it, between being pregnant with my son and trying to get through grad school. I heard from friends that I hadn’t missed much anyway. But I am back with a vengeance and I wasn’t going to miss the twenty-year. My husband Rob teased me about how serious I was taking the whole thing, but he has always been very supportive.

The night arrived and I had butterflies in my stomach and suddenly I didn’t feel like a successful thirty-seven year old woman, but a girl getting ready for her prom. I’d bought myself a great dress, a sapphire blue strapless gown, slit high on the thigh. I wore my long brown hair mostly up, with just a couple tendrils hanging down. The diamond pendant Rob gave me for our tenth anniversary dangled into my corset enhanced cleavage. It was not the typical dress I would wear, but I worked hard on this body, getting my 5’6" frame down to 110 pounds, and I wanted to show it off. I wondered how some of the other girls from the majorette squad had held up.

The evening was an elegant affair, held in the banquet room of a local hotel. I still lived near the town I grew up in, though I’d moved out to the suburbs. At the door I pinned on my nametag, with the Xerox of my dreadful yearbook picture. Rob and I circulated through the crowd, drinks in hand and said hi to a lot of people. I hadn’t been super popular in high school, but I had my fair share of friends. Of the nearly 500 people I’d graduated with, about half showed up. A lot of them were hard to recognize without a quick look at their nametags. Twenty years had added a lot of pounds and taken a lot of hair from people. There were many attractive men there too and some women with wealthy husbands who obviously had little else to do but primp themselves and maintain their trophy wife status. There was a healthy mix of doctors and lawyers and nurses and businessmen. A few people had obvious peeked in high school and seemed pretty bitter about it. Over all, though, most of the people I talked to were pretty nice. Lots of pictures of kids were handed around. I was also happy to notice that the husbands of several of the high school days beauty queens kept checking me out, staring at my chest and my ass. I found it terribly amusing. Rob wasn’t as amused, but he was glad I was enjoying myself.

About three-quarters of the way through the evening, while Rob was outside having a cigarette, someone came up behind me and slipped their large hands over my eyes. A rich, sonorous voice asked, "Guess who?" I tried to place the voice, but I really had no idea who it could be.

After a couple moments, I said, "I give up."

He leaned over and whispered in my ear, "And I thought I would have made a lasting impression, Anna-tease," and a shiver shot down my spine.

Kelvin Templeton. My name is Annalee Edwards, it was Williamson then, and Kelvin had christened me Anna-tease. It was his pet name for me. And if anything, senior year I was his pet. He let go of me and I turned around. He gave me a crushing hug.

"You look phenomenal, the years have not touched you, Anna-tease." Kelvin said. I blushed at the old pet name. He was staring at me the way the gown hugged my body with naked appraisal and I felt a little embarrassed.

He looked pretty impressive himself and I told him so. Six and a half feet tall, and all of it muscle, he had ebony skin and a clean- pate. He’d been our star running back and it was plain he’d lost none of his athleticism. He looked sharp in an expensive suit. Just looking at him my heart skipped a beat. He’d always had that effect on me.

Kelvin told me that he’d made some money managing rap groups and then turned around and used it to open a club downtown. He said it was extremely successful and judging by his confidence and the way he was dressed I didn’t doubt it. But I was only half-paying attention. My mind kept drifting back to high school and how we’d been together. I told Kelvin about how my life had gone and showed him pictures of the kids. He told me my daughter was as beautiful as her mother was and that gave me a chill.

When Kelvin asked me to dance I wanted to say no. I was honestly afraid to be that close to him. But before I could answer he swept me out onto the dance floor. There was a very sensual song from our school days playing and Kelvin held me very close, grinding into me as it played. We drew some looks from the other couples out there. When the song ended I spotted Rob at the edge of the dance floor. He didn’t look happy to see his wife in the arms of a big, powerful black man. Kelvin and I walked off the dance floor and I introduced him to my husband. Rob was polite, but cool. Kelvin did not hang around long. I was glad he did not call me Anna-tease in front of my husband. That would have taken some explaining.

I went to the bathroom before we left and when I was coming out, Kelvin was standing there. He put his arm around me and held me tightly. It was a bit more than a polite hug. "I hope you weren’t going to leave without saying goodbye." He said. He pressed a business card in my hand and said, "We have to have a drink some night." I said it would be nice, but I didn’t know if it would be possible, seeing as how busy I was with work and the kids and everything. He just smiled, gave me a quick peck, and let me go. Unsettled, I found Rob by the door and we got out of there.

On the way home Rob asked who Kelvin was. I told him that since he was a football player and I was a majorette we’d become friends in high school that was all. However, that mostly certainly was not all.

We majorettes were friendly with the football players and I had even dated a couple of them. We partied together often. I did not, however, know Kelvin very well before my senior year. I’d noticed him, of course. All we girls did. He was hot back then and we would sit around and talk about him. We wondered if being with a black guy was different and if it was true that their cocks were so big. Of course back then none of us shy white girls had to nerve to find out. Kelvin didn’t socialize with us like the others did. He was bused up to our school and so couldn’t hang out on weekends. He remained an enigma to us.

In our senior year, Kelvin saved up and got a car and so was around much more. I was not the most beautiful girl around. The football players had their pick of us majorettes and the cheerleaders, of course, so they mostly dated the most beautiful girls. I wasn’t ugly, but I was not busty blonde bombshell. Actually my breasts did not blossom into the C-cups they are today until I had my daughter. Anyway, Kelvin started paying attention to me and I was not shy about flirting back with him. I flirted, but I never took it too seriously. That’s what earned me Anna-tease. But Kelvin was very forward and did not sit still for my teasing. He grew more aggressive, touching me when no one was looking, whispering the most exotic things to me. As a seventeen-year-old girl from the suburbs I had never heard such things from a boy. Most of the boys I knew considered it a major accomplishment if they could figure out how to unhook a bra.

Kelvin’s whisperings intrigued me and the way he touched me had an intoxicating effect on me. I was no angel. While still a virgin, I’d fooled around with plenty of guys, even gone down on some of them. But when Kelvin was around I felt something entirely different. An unbridled desire. I looked forward to running into him and when he became more aggressive I would titter that he shouldn’t be touching me like that, but I did nothing to stop him. He never kissed me, or acted romantic. He just acted as if I was there for him to enjoy and I didn’t have any say in the matter. And it was like that. He used to get me so worked up. I remember after a game once he pulled me under the bleachers and while whispering how badly he wanted to fuck my tight white pussy he slipped his hand under the skirt of my majorette uniform. When he tore my panties away I was sopping wet. I clung to him as he pushed a thick finger inside me and frigged me with it until I had my first orgasm. He had to keep an arm around my waist to keep me from falling down.

After that time under the bleachers I snuck off with him whenever I could. Of course I had to keep our assignations secret. Back then no one would have understood and I think the forbidden nature of being with Kelvin made it that much better. I cut English and met Kelvin backstage in the darkened auditorium, where we would be left alone. He pulled up my skirt, by this time I was dressing sexy for Kelvin almost everyday, and was touching my pussy when he told me to take out his cock for the first time. He was so different than the boys I’d been with before. For one thing, he was huge, just like the girls suspected. He had to be over ten inches long and I couldn’t get my little fist all the way around his girth. I was afraid of his ebony column, but he told me to touch it, told me how to touch it. That was the first time I ever saw a man cum. He stained my skirt with his blast and I was deeply embarrassed, but he assured me that would never be a problem again. He was right, because next he taught me how to suck cock. I was clumsy at first and was hardly able to get my mouth around him, but Kelvin was a patient teacher and showed me just how to please him. I learned to love sucking him and did it whenever I could. I would beg him until he took me to some secluded corner of the school and I would get on my knees and suck him. He told me to touch myself while I sucked him, another first, masturbation as a big taboo to me, and we both came at the same time.

But it wasn’t all about his pleasure. In the back seat of his car Kelvin was the first boy to go down on me and when he nibbled on my clit and fucked me with his thick tongue I thought I would pass out. He turned that into a treat. If I sucked him and was able to swallow every drop then he would go down on me. It was hard to suck down every drop, but I quickly learned how too! Sometimes he would touch my pussy and breasts and keep teasing me until I begged him to let me cum. If he was in a good mood, he would. Kelvin had taken an innocent young seventeen-year-old girl and turned her into a wanton slut. He would call me at night and tell me to touch my cunt until he heard me cum and although my parents were home and I was petrified I would get caught I did it without question.

When he told me he was going to fuck me I was terrified and very excited. For weeks I wondered what it would feel like, but he was so big I knew it would hurt. The night he took my virginity Kelvin licked me until I was out of my mind and then slowly slid his prick into me. He was very gentle and loving about it. He had me so aroused that it didn’t hurt nearly as much as I feared it would. Once I was used to it, I couldn’t get enough. Kelvin fucked me every way possible, even taking my ass, and I begged him for it every step of the way. It reached the point where I got wet just from his walking into a room.

I started dating another boy in the spring, I had to make sure I had a prom date, but I was still Kelvin’s slut and his alone. I never spread my legs for my real boyfriend. In fact, Kelvin would pick me up before dates with Jimmy and fuck me senseless, then send me out with my frustrated boyfriend. The night of the prom I met Kelvin in the back of the parking lot and he bent me over the hood of his car, hiked up my expensive prom dress fucked me. I went back inside and kissed Jimmy with the taste of Kelvin’s cock still on my lips.

I never saw Kelvin again after graduation. Her returned to his world and I to mine, going off to college. I was crestfallen and tried to contact him a few times, but he was in and out of trouble and I could never track him down. I dated other boys, and met and married Rob, but no other man ever made me feel like Kelvin did. In fact I went out of my way to date quiet, reserved men after Kelvin because I never wanted any man to have the hold over me that Kelvin had.

Seeing Kelvin again brought back all those memories like they were yesterday. He was on my mind nearly constantly and when Rob asked why I seemed so distracted I put him off. I was also suddenly incredibly horny and I am sure Rob appreciated he pick-up in our stagnant sex life. Of course with all those thoughts of Kelvin I was never quite satisfied. Kelvin’s card stayed at the bottom of my purse, even though I tried to throw it out several times. I knew I could not call him. I was afraid I would not be able to handle myself and I could not risk everything over something that ended twenty years ago.

I finally realized it was too distracting and decided I had to call Kelvin. I psyched myself up, saying that I was just an impressionable kid all those years ago and know I was an accomplished woman and mother and there was no way I would let him control me like he had in the past. I was a different person now. Anna-tease was long gone. I felt like I had to prove it to Kelvin, but more importantly, to myself. Telling myself it was just a drink and nothing more, I phoned up Kelvin and arranged to meet him after work.

I told Rob that I’d have to work late that evening and went to meet Kelvin at his club at six, before it opened. A bartender there said that Kelvin left a message. It said, "Anna-tease, something more important came up, but I am sure tomorrow night will be okay. I will see you then. K."

I was very disappointed, more so than I should have been. I felt so foolish and blushed a deep red as I left the club. Kelvin still thought I would be at his beck and call. But Anna-tease was gone and I had to prove that to him. I was going to just stand him up the next night, but at four forty-five I was on the phone telling Rob I would be late again. It disturbed me that I couldn’t stay away, but I was drawn to Kelvin like a homing pigeon. Just one drink, to show him the woman you’ve become, and you’re out of there, I told myself.

As I drove to the club I wondered if I’d planned on going to see Kelvin all along. I wasn’t really dressed any differently than I ever dressed for work, except that that morning I’d put on thigh highs instead of the normal pantyhose. I wore thigh highs a lot in the summer because they were cooler, but this was October. I told myself that I was out of pantyhose, the pair I was going to wear did have a runner in them, but I could have stopped and bought a new pair on my way to work. I was wearing a mauve suit that I’d always thought I’d looked especially good in. I forced myself to think about something else. It was not good to be second-guessing myself.

Like the day before, the club was dark and mostly deserted. The same bartender was there, he was a rather handsome black man himself, and he told me to go straight up to Kelvin’s office. A narrow, dimly lit staircase behind the bar led up to a closed door. When I knocked lightly, Kelvin said, "It’s unlocked."

The office was rather opulent and deadly silent. It was done in black lacquered wood and some glass and chrome, the typical stereotype of a single male’s decorating taste. The black carpet was very thick beneath my feet. A large window in the right hand wall looked down on the darkened club. The door hissed closed behind me. Kelvin was sitting behind a large, modern looking desk, looking smooth in an expensive, well-tailored suit.

"I was hoping it would be you, Anna-tease." He said, not getting up. "Please come in."

I had to smile at his use of my ancient nickname. "Why do you insist on calling me that?"

"Well, from the looks of you at the reunion the tease is still in you. You look pretty fine today too." He gestured to a seat in front of his desk and I took it, smoothing down my tight skirt.

"Sorry to tell you, but my teasing days are far behind me. I’m married now. Christ, I’m somebody’s mother."

Kelvin got up and went over to a wet bar, fixing us both drinks. He did not ask what I wanted, he just handed me a drink. It was very strong. "I do not think you can change someone’s true nature. It is in you, just no one has aroused it recently."

I changed the subject. "Looks like you’ve done very well for yourself."

"I cannot complain. I have a lot of creature comforts, but I do not have everything I want."

"I’m sure the right woman will come along." I said, just assuming he meant he wanted a wife.

"Sometimes I think the right woman came and went." He was staring right at me and it would have taken an imbecile not to infer his meaning. This was the very reason I should not have come. I blushed deeply.

"There is always someone out there," I said, trying to ignore what was hanging there. "I’m sure an attractive, successful man does not want for women."

"That’s very true and there have been many women. Some were quite exquisite. However, I have never forgotten about you, Anna-tease. About how strong it was between us."

Nervously, I tossed back the rest of my drink and my throat burned. My voice came out as something like a croak. I stood up quickly. I had to get out of there. Now. "What was between us was exciting, but we were kids. It’s been twenty years, we have different lives now. You know I have a husband, a family. What did you think was going to happen when you invited me here?" An edge of anger crept into my voice.

"What is going to happen, of course." Kelvin said, his eyes, burning into mine. He grabbed my wrist, pulled me close to him. My soft body was pressed against him and he felt like granite. Kelvin grabbed the back of my head, turned my face up to his. "Let me go," I said, weakly. He stroked my hair and I couldn’t quite read what was in his eyes. He tugged at my hair and it came tumbling down over my shoulders. I was trembling and I don’t know why I didn’t push him away. Kelvin pushed his thick lips against mine and I opened my mouth to his tongue and in an instant twenty years just melted away. Our kiss sent shockwaves through my body. I thought I might pass out, but I knew Kelvin’s strong arms would hold me up. When we stopped kissing I was panting. "You could never tell me no."

"I – I – I…"

"And you still can’t." He kissed me again and I gave in completely, wrapping my arms around him, throwing myself full body into the kiss. Every part of me tingled. I was so near to losing myself completely. Suddenly, I pushed Kelvin away.

"We can’t, I can’t do this!" I said. "I told you, I have a husband, a family. I can’t betray them like this. There was something twenty years ago, something powerful, but I can’t go back there. Do you hear me? It’s impossible."

"Poor, Anna-tease, still in denial, just like when I first met you. There is the Anna you are expected to be, the one you feel you must conform to, and then there is the real Anna, Anna-tease, suffocating inside you, never allowed out to play anymore. Well, you are right, Anna-tease, things have changed. I have learned a few things since we were children playing. We are not children now and this is not a game."

Kelvin grabbed me by both arms, held me in front of him and there was no mistaking what was in his eyes now. He meant to take me, by any means necessary. He was not offering the option of resistance. Fear washed over me, but beneath it was a powerful need. Maybe he was right, there was something inside me, untapped all these years. "You are still Anna-tease and I still possess you."

"Kelvin, no! Don’t do this!" I shouted. He kissed me again, this time his tongue forcing it’s way between my lips. As wrong as I knew this was, I still felt my resolve weakening. I had to get out of there! He grabbed my ass, pulled me against him and involuntarily I moaned into his mouth.

Kelvin unbuttoned my jacket and I didn’t lift a finger to stop him. The jacket dropped to the floor and he fondled my breasts through my sleeveless silk blouse and bra. My nipples hardened and Kelvin pinched them, making me moan again.

"Should I stop, Anna-tease?"

"Yes," I whimpered.

"You don’t want me? Don’t want to feel my strong black cock between your white thighs? My tongue on your cunt?" His tone was mocking. He turned my nipple painfully, but a jolt of pleasure shot through me.

Yes! I shouted inside. Yes, I wanted him. And yes, wanted him to stop. My pussy had already soaked my panties and I was letting him play with my chest like I was some sort of toy. How could a strong, successful woman be reduced to this? Was I the same as that innocent-turned-wanton seventeen-year-old girl? "I want," I started, but couldn’t finish. Then I said, "We just can’t, you know that."

"The only thing I know is that you haven’t gone running out of here. You aren’t crying rape. I know you are dying for my black cock. Aren’t you, Anna-tease?" When I didn’t answer he gave my nipple another painful turn. "Aren’t you, Anna-tease?"

It was barely a whisper. "Yes." It was that moment that I knew I would risk everything I’d built, my marriage, my family, my reputation, that I was putty in Kelvin’s hands and I always would be. I remembered begging for his cock all those years ago and I knew nothing had changed. I could only hope that if I gave him what he wanted now that he would leave me alone.

A broad, dazzling smile creased Kelvin’s face. "Now that’s the Anna-tease I remember. I knew you were still there, baby." He stepped back from me. "Get out of those clothes, baby. I need to see all that creamy white flesh to get worked up for you."

Kelvin sat on the edge of his desk and in a daze and unbuttoned my blouse, then removed my skirt. "I like the thigh highs, leave them on, baby," he said. I was reluctant to take off my bra and panties, to totally expose myself. "Come on, baby. I want to see those titties, see how they’ve held up. They look so juicy, bigger than I remember." My bra hooked in the front and my hands were shaking so badly I could barely get it unhooked. I pulled it off and Kelvin whistled, "Nice set, Anna-tease, you are more beautiful than ever. Get your ass over here." I’ll admit, my breasts have held out very well for a thirty-seven-year-old woman. I went to him, my black master and he pushed my shoulders back, thrusting out my breasts. He whistled again and said, "Such nice titties, I bet they haven’t had a work out in some time."

Kelvin mauled my breasts in his hands, handling me so roughly. It was pain and it was pleasure. Rob was never so rough with me. I pushed into his hands and he squeezed even harder. I cried out loudly and he used his thick tongue to tease my nipples while crushing my pale mounds in his dark hands. I ran my hands over his smooth, shiny head and felt his teeth nip me, I was afraid I was going to bleed, but I moaned for more. My panties were a lost cause and my pussy dripped down my closed thighs. He drew my nipple out painfully far with his teeth, then let it snap back. I sagged against Kelvin, wanting to melt into the carpet.

"I didn’t take long for you to give in, did it?" Kelvin mocked.

"Please, don’t tease me. Just give me what I want. Please," I begged.

"I will, Anna-tease, don’t you worry. You gonna be screaming my name before I’m finished, but first you’re going to benefit from my twenty years of gained experience. There are so many ways I can make you beg, baby."

A new shiver of fear shot through me. Just what did he have in mind? My pussy ached so badly I didn’t think I could handle prolonged teasing. I started when he ripped my panties off, holding the ruined lace up to his nose for a sniff. "You’ve always had the sweet cunt," Kelvin said.

Kelvin opened a desk drawer and first took out a dog collar. He couldn’t be serious. "Put it on." When I didn’t do it he quickly spun we and swatted my ass very hard. This was turning into a little more than I expected. He swatted my ass again and I put the collar on. The next object he pulled out was a leash, I should have known, which he snapped to the collar. He jerked the leash and I was bent over his desk. He must have attached it to something because when I tried to straighten up I couldn’t. "What’s going on?" I demanded. My pussy still ached. I just wanted him inside me. I didn’t need all this.

"This is going to take that tone out of your voice." Kelvin said. He grabbed my arms and pulled them forward, then snapped my wrists into cuffs. I was bent prone over his desk and helpless. "Your ass sure is nice, Anna-tease," Kelvin said, rubbing it. His hand wandered down to my pussy, all too briefly. His fingers, wet from touching me, left damp trails across my ass. "You used to be ready whenever I wanted you, Anna-tease. Now I’ve got to negotiate? I don’t think so. You need to be schooled." He whacked my ass with so much force I was pushed forward, which ground my pussy down onto his cold desk. Already the smooth, cold surface was making my nipples ache. "It’s up to you, but you can have what you need, or you can have this." He spanked me again, just as hard. I saw stars and my ass burned. I pulled so hard against my restraints, but there was no escape.

"Let me go!" I demanded. "I don’t…" He spanked me again, this time the blow landing on the backs of my thighs. He spanked me again and again and tears rolled down my cheeks. I was so ashamed. I was bent over his desk like any whore he could bring up from the club. He was punishing me like an errant housepet. And the real humiliation came when I realized I was hornier than ever. My pussyjuice pooled and smeared his desk every time he swatted me. He pushed a hand between my legs and a thick finger entered me. I groaned loudly and he pushed a second finger into me. It was a tight fit.

"You’re a horny little bitch, aren’t you, Anna-tease." He kept his fingers in my pussy and when I didn’t answer he spanked me again. My pussy squeezed his fingers. He resumed spanking me and when he kept his hand still I started working my pussy on his fingers. I needed relief so badly. It seemed the hard he spanked me the harder I would hump his fingers. I could hear him laughing as he swatted my ass. "You are a horny bitch," he chuckled.

I was moaning as I worked my pussy back onto Kelvin’s hand. "Mmmhmm, oh God! God, yes. You make me so horny." I cried. I felt my toes curling in my heels, a sure sign I am about ready to cum. He swatted me again and asked, "You like that, don’t you Anna-tease?" "Yes, spank me, please, I need it, need it so bad!" He obliged me, swatting my ass harder and harder. "Yes, harder, harder, God, uhhnnn…" I could hear my pussy wetly sucking in Kelvin’s fingers, my orgasm so close. "I am so glad Anna-tease is back, you always were my favourite white piece of ass." Kelvin taunted. "Yes, I am a tease. That’s why I picked my dress, why I came here. I had to see you. Uhnnn… I’m sorry for teasing you, I’ll do anything, just please…" He gave my ass another hard swat, then pulled his fingers away.

"NONONONO!" I begged. "Please no, don’t stop!!" I was shrieking. I hoped the office was sound proof.

"Just be cool, baby," Kelvin said. I heard a sucking sound and he said, "You taste good as ever, baby."

"Touch me, please!"

The was a knock on the door and to my astonishment, Kelvin said, "Come in." The door opened and I almost ripped my arms out of my sockets trying to get up and cover myself. How could he do this to me?

"You need to sign for the delivery," I heard the bartender say. I could only stare at the back wall.

"No prob." Kelvin said casually. They talked as if I wasn’t there, my pussy and burning red ass exposed to them, until Kelvin said, "What do you think of this piece?"

"She’s fuckin’, fine. I wanted to do her yesterday when she came in here, all haughty." The bartender answered. Me, haughty?

"Yeah, but she ain’t as uptight as she looks. Go ahead, feel how juicy that cunt is."

They both laughed and I felt strange hands on me. I tried to squeeze my legs shut, but my black master ordered me to keep them open and I did as I was told. Fingers pushed inside me and a cool palm spread over my stinging ass. I just couldn’t help myself, I was a mess. Shamefaced, I humped back at the bartender’s hand. "Damn, she is a hot bitch," he said. "You know how to pick ‘em."

"This one came to me, she can’t keep away." Kelvin said. "What do you think her white husband would say, seeing her like this?"

Oh God, Rob would die. He could never in a million years picture his sweet, suburban wife like this. "What could he say?" Kelvin’s friend answered. "Obviously he ain’t doin’ his job. Maybe we should call him and tell him how bad his wife needs some black dick. Maybe he’ll say okay." They both laughed and I didn’t think I could fall any lower. He was fingering my pussy roughly and I was humping back and moaning and I hoped I would get to cum this time. I felt him slip a third finger into me, the pinky from his other hand. It was soaked in a second and he pulled it out. He pressed the finger to my tight asshole and I bucked away from him. Of course I couldn't go anywhere and his pinky popped into my asshole. The initial flash of pain was replaced by an electric pulsing. I could not believe this. I never let anyone play with my ass but it felt so wonderful. His probing pinky was a counter punch to the fingers in my pussy.

I wailed and shook and came and came and came, the temblors only subsiding when then stranger removed his fingers from me. He told Kelvin he had to finish setting up for opening and left. Kelvin came around to the back of the desk and pulled my hair so I looked up at him. I’m sure I looked a mess, my make-up smeared by sweat and tears.

"Think you know how to behave, Anna-tease?" He asked.

"Yes, sir. I’ll do anything you want."

"Why?"

"Because I need, I want…"

"Need what, Anna-tease."

He was going to make me say it, knowing he’d broken my will wasn’t enough. Kelvin had to have my total surrender. "I need your black cock and I’ll do anything you want."

"Anything?"

"Anything," I answered, knowing I meant it.

"What about your husband?" Kelvin was clearly enjoying this.

"I am yours now. Just tell me what to do."

Kelvin released me and I straightened up, working the kinks out of my sore back and arms. Kelvin said to me, "Don’t forget to clean up your mess." I was not quite sure what he meant and then remembered that he used to make me lick him clean after he’d fucked me. But he hadn’t, not yet. He looked down at his desk. It was totally smeared with my cum. He couldn’t be serious, but I knew he was. I was to do anything he told me without question and I’d just promised I would.

I looked at him and slowly got on my knees, brushing back my hair. I made a slow of sticking out my tongue, then lapping at the shiny surface of the desk. I really was Anna-tease, after all. The act of kneeling and lick my juices off Kelvin’s desk, while he watched, made my pussy tremor more than before and again it was flowing down my thighs, wetting the tops of my thigh highs. "I want to touch myself." I told Kelvin.

"Not right now, Anna-tease, just finish up." I licked every spot of his desk until it was nice and clean. The taste of my own pussy, this time mixed with the wood, had always aroused me, ever since Kelvin used to make me taste myself.

Kelvin led me by the leash over to a black leather couch, and I crawled behind him. He sat on it while I knelt at his feet. He stroked my hair and looked at me almost lovingly. "I have missed you, Anna-tease. All these years, all the other women, none of them ever measured up to you. None of them made me feel the way you do." Somehow, I was almost moved to tears by what he said. He touched my breasts, bring my nipples stiff again.

"Please, let me suck you," I asked, rubbing his pants. His cock was so hard, I knew he needed a release as much as I had. "Please, I want you in my mouth." I unbuttoned his pants and took out his cock and it was every bit as magnificent as I remembered. I wrapped my hands around its thickness and remembered how wonderful it had felt inside me, how I couldn’t get enough before. I lapped at the dark shaft, making it shine in the dim light. His balls were huge and when I sucked them into my mouth Kelvin let out an earthshaking groan. I laid my head on her thigh and sucked on his balls, jerking his shaft, until Kelvin lifted my head. I pursed my lips over the wide, dark dome and sucked the tip, tasting salty precum. I still go down on Rob, sometimes to get him in the mood when I am and he’s not, but it had been a long time, twenty years, since I had handled anything this big. I so wanted to please Kelvin and besides, I didn’t want to go over the desk again. He completely filled my mouth. I slowly took him in, only about to fit about a third at first, but as I relaxed my muscles I took him deeper and deeper and I had a little more than half of his cock in my mouth. I had never been able to take his whole cock in my mouth, I’m not some kind of porn star.

Kelvin leaned back on the couch and was content with my sucking. I bobbed on him rapidly, then slowed down, keeping his cock in my mouth while I just sucked and sucked. When my jaw was getting tired and I went back to licking him and I had Kelvin’s shaft dripping with my drool. I fisted him and over hand and jerked his cock hard and fast, wanting to bring him close to cumming. Kelvin grunted, his eyes closed and I knew I was getting to him. I felt his hand on my head and I took him back in my mouth. This time when my jaw ached I just kept sucking. I had to get Kelvin off, I had to show him I could please him. "Oh, baby, you suck me so good, Anna-tease. I love watching my black cock disappear into your pretty white face. Suck me, baby, show me how you love my black cock."

I did love his cock. I had become addicted to it twenty years ago and all that time had no diminished it at all. My pussy belonged to Kelvin lock, stock and barrel. And my pussy was burning for him. I did not ask this time, I just touched myself, rubbing my puffy, slick pussylips. I didn’t need permission, I knew he licked it when I touched myself while sucking him. A fingernail grazed my clit and I moaned into Kelvin’s cock. Kelvin held the back of my head and fucked my mouth hard, driving his cock to the back of my throat. I tried so hard not to gag on him. The harder he fucked my mouth the harder I rubbed my pussy. He used my mouth like I knew he would later use my pussy and finally he announced, Anna-tease, get ready baby…" Kelvin blasted down my throat and then into my mouth. I sucked and swallowed, wanting to taste every drop of his powerful jizz, but Rob never came like Kelvin did and I just wasn’t up to it anymore. I needed more practice with this magnificent cock. Kelvin’s cum ran from my lips, dripped off my chin onto my breasts. While he was cumming I came again, moaning into my black master’s cock while furiously rubbed my pussy. He just kept cumming like a bottomless well and by the time he finished I was a mess. He didn’t have to tell me what do. I wiped myself up and then licked my sticky fingers clean, tasting our cum mingled together. "Such a good girl, Anna-tease, just like always."

Kelvin got up from the couch and I stayed where I was on my knees. He opened a closet door, took out a garment and threw it at me. "Put that on, baby, I need to show you off right."

I looked at the dress. I was barely more than a black satin slip. I would never go out in something this revealing. And what did he mean, "show me off?" "Kelvin, I’m sorry, but it’s getting late. I need to get home to the kids," I said, then added, "and Rob."

"You’re going to be home very late, Anna-tease. When my club opens I’m going to strut around with my little white piece and everyone is going to see that you are mine. You're a long way from going home, baby. Your husband will just have to understand."

"But, I can’t…"

"Don’t want your kids knowing their mommy is a slut for black cock do you? If you go home now, you walk out that door like you are. I keep your little business suit."

I knew he was completely serious. There was no way I was getting out of there dressed and I couldn’t go home wearing nothing but a dog collar. But more importantly, I didn’t really want to go home. I wanted to stay and see what else Kelvin had planned for me. I wanted to stay with him.

I had no panties anymore and I would not be able to wear my bra with the barely-there slipdress, so I just pulled it on. It clung to my curves and it was obvious I was naked beneath it. My aroused nipples poked right through the silk. At least it was dark and my deep crimson nipples would not totally show through. It barely fell below my ass, leaving my stocking tops exposed and I knew I would have to watch how I walked

"So you’re staying?" Kelvin asked.

"Yes, I surrender. I am completely yours. I can’t resist you. You know that. Like you said, I never could." All the years had melted away, I was Kelvin’s seventeen-year-old toy again, and ready to do anything he asked. He’d totally stripped away the proud, professional woman I had become. How could I be so easy? Did it matter anymore?

Kelvin grinned.

To be continued…

I moved through the club very carefully, trying not to stir the obscenely short and spare slipdress I wore. It wasn’t so bad earlier, but as the hour grew later the club grew more crowded and my own humiliation rose. At least I’d avoided having to wear the leash.

"Will you behave, or am I going to have to keep you on the leash, Anna-tease?" Kelvin had asked, stroking my pussy beneath the short, dark slip. I was dripping wet and it was about all I could do to stay on my feet. But Kelvin had ordered me to stand there and I knew there would be punishment if I did not obey my black master to the letter. I bit my lip, but could not contain the moan that slipped through.

"Yes, sir, I will behave. Please don’t make me wear the leash." I didn’t think I could handle that level of humiliation. It would be bad enough walking through Kelvin’s packed nightclub almost naked, but for the slipdress, the dog collar he’d put on me earlier and thigh highs and the heels that were the only remaining part of the outfit I’d come there with. I stood there beside Kelvin’s desk while he finished going over invoices, and played with my pussy when he felt like it, but he would not let me cum. He kept me just on the edge. When he sent me down to the floor of the club it seemed to me that with my odd gait and flushed skin and my throbbing nipples pressing through the thin silk that everyone could tell just how aroused I was.

I knew I was drinking too much and that was a very bad thing. My judgment goes right out the window, not that it had been stellar to that point, when I’ve had too much to drink, but I needed something to help get me through.

I passed a tall, broad black man, most of the nightclub’s patrons were black, and he grabbed a handful of my bare ass as the slipdress floated up. I jumped and he just chuckled. I leaned against the bar and wondered what I was doing there.

I was there "voluntarily," as much as I had any will of my own anymore. Here I was, Annalee Edwards, a successful thirty-seven-year-old businesswoman, wife, and mother from the suburbs, but all of that was gone. The people in this club probably would not even recognize me in my normal environment the way I was tonight totally subjugated to my black master, his little white slut. The whole thing started a couple weeks ago. Well, that’s not entirely true. It really started twenty years ago when I was an impressionable seventeen-year-old high school girl and Kelvin Templeton had seen an easy mark. I was a majorette, a pretty 5’6" girl from the ‘burbs, with chestnut hair and a young firm body, and he was on the football team, tall, strong, handsome, and black, which made him forbidden where I went to school. But Kelvin played me, teased me, a game I was more than happy to play, and before I realized it, I was completely in his thrall. He gave me all of my early sexual experiences, took my virginity, gave me my first orgasm, and mostly importantly taught me about power and submission. I was to have whenever he called. There was no question that I would obey.

But after twenty years that was just a distant, mostly submerged memory. I’d met my husband in college, had two beautiful children and started my own successful consulting business. I was as far removed from that seventeen-year-old girl as possible, until I went to my high school reunion and ran into Kelvin again and he made all those feelings come rushing back. He told me to come to him and as much as I knew I knew I had to resist, as much I as I had to lose, I was the moth to his flame and found myself on his doorstep. After some initial, almost token, resistance, I was his, completely, once again. (For all these events, check out Anna’s Surrender (part one) – Jake.)

I was leaning against the bar and scanning the crowd for Kelvin, but could not see him anywhere. I didn’t even notice the man who came up beside me. He said, "Excuse me," in a deep baritone and I turned to see a man who more resembled a wall of living onyx. "Hello," I replied shyly.

His eyes roamed over me in naked appraisal, taking in my long legs, my full C-cup breasts, all clearly displayed by the clingy slipdress. I silently thanked God that I’d whipped myself into shape for the reunion. Under different, more private circumstances I might have been proud to show off my newly toned and trim body like that. When his eyes finally came back to meet mine, he asked, "I was wondering if I could buy you a drink."

I wanted to say no. I didn’t want contact with anyone, but then I remembered my master’s edict to play the friendly, open hostess. He said I was his and that if I did not behave accordingly I would not be able to sit for a week. Remembering my earlier spanking made my pussy twitch, but I could hardly go home to my husband with a sore, glowing red arse. "Of course," I said.

Kelvin, that was his name, told the bartender to refill my red wine and ordered a scotch. He seemed polite, although he stood very close to me, and asked all about me. I told him I was "Anna-tease," that was my name for the night, no matter how humiliating it was to say that. Kelvin smiled and said that in my outfit it was a very appropriate name. Everything else I told him about me was a lie. I certainly was not going to tell anyone anything tonight that could be used to trace me back to my real life. As we talked, he slipped his arm around me and I did nothing to stop him as he stroked my thigh through the slipdress. His touch was nice and I sagged against him, already hyper-aroused. My nipples burned through that silk and I noticed Kelvin’s eyes kept flicking to them. His hand was slowly creeping further inside my thigh. "Come on," he said, "we’re going to dance."

Dancing was something I did not want to do in that little dress, but I had no choice. Kelvin whisked me out onto the dance floor, dragging me behind him. The DJ was playing a fast tempo mix and Kelvin swung me around to the beat. He was an excellent dancer and handled me like a ragdoll. I was pushed and pulled and spun and grasped at head spinning speed. I quickly gave up on trying to keep the slipdress down, it was a lost cause. As I moved on the dance floor it constantly rode up, exposing my arse and trimmed pussy to everyone in the club. All the men were watching us, much to the chagrin of their partners. Kelvin's hands were all over me so intoxicating that soon I forgot my embarrassment and was moving freely, matching his dance steps.

The DJ switched to something slow and sultry and Kelvin pulled me in close, a strong hand grasping my bare arse. As we ground together I could feel his rather large bulge through his slacks. The pressure against my swollen pussy felt so good. When he spun me again I was mortified to see I’d left a wet spot on the front of his slacks. He pulled me back against him and thrust his tongue into my mouth and I dueled with my own. He pulled my leg up over his hip and I openly humped my hungry pussy against him. God, I wanted nothing more than to pull his slacks off right there and get his cock inside me. All reason was lost to me, I was a being of pure sexual impulse. Whatever Kelvin had awakened in me at that moment I wasn’t sure if I would be able to find my way back. This man wasn’t even my master and I was ready to fuck him right there on the dance floor, not caring who watched.

Kelvin's fingers stretched down between my legs from behind, sliding over my slick, hot thighs above my stocking tops, then finding my distended pussylips. He massaged them and I moaned into his mouth. His thick fingers pushed inside me and I clung to Kelvin as tightly as I could. I was humping hard against him, trying to get those fingers deeper inside me. He whispered over the music, "Damn, you’re hot."

"Please, make me cum, please, please…" I moaned, resting my head on his shoulder. He still only fingered me slowly, but he found my clit and when he stroked it my dam finally burst and I trembled in his arms, cumming over and over. "Oh God, thank you, thank you, thank you, uhhhnnn…"

Kelvin had to practically carry me off the dance floor and at the edge we ran into Kelvin. For a moment I was paralyzed by fear.

"I see you’ve made a new friend, Anna-tease." Kelvin said condescendingly.

"Uhh, yes sir." I murmured.

Kelvin put out his hand and Kelvin shook it, introducing himself. "I hope I haven’t stepped into the middle of anything here." He added.

"Not at all, in fact this is my club and I want you to enjoy all the, hmm, assets I can offer. My only concern is that you enjoy yourself here."

"I’m having a hell of a time so far," Kelvin said.

"I’d like to see you in a half hour or so, Anna-tease, but until then, please, make sure my guest enjoys himself."

"Yes, sir," I said, not able to look either of them in the eye. But then why should I be so surprised that they treat me like a whore when that was exactly what I‘d become.

Kelvin took me over against the far wall, away from the lights of the dance floor. It was less crowded here, but there were still plenty of people around, enjoying themselves. He pressed me against the wall, kissing me roughly, hands all over my body. He kneaded my breasts through the dress, obviously enjoying the way I moaned when he flicked and teased my nipples. I wanted to sink to the floor, to disappear. I was so ashamed of my behavior. It was bad enough when it was Kelvin, but here I was letting a total stranger manhandle me in the middle of a crowded club. He rubbed my pussy and my juices flowed over his hand. But the power of my shame was dwarfed by the strength of my lust. I was nearly crazed by the feelings coursing through me. His thick middle finger pressed up inside me while his thumb rubbed my clit. I was shaking and had to tear my mouth from his just so I could breathe.

"You’re about the hottest white girl I’ve ever seen." Kelvin marveled.

"Mmm, please don’t stop," was all I could moan.

"But do you give as good as you get?" He asked.

In response I reached out and unfastened his pants. He wasn’t as big as Kelvin, but he was still much larger than my husband was. His warm prick filled my hands and I stroked him while he fingered my pussy. It suddenly occurred to me that for all the teasing I had received so far tonight and all the times I’d cum, I still hadn’t had a cock inside me. I so badly wanted to pull Kelvin inside me right then, but I feared my dark master’s reaction if I took a cock without first asking his permission. Instead I sank down to my knees, ruining my stockings, and took Kelvin in my mouth.

Kelvin had a handful of my hair and he thrust his cock into my mouth, not giving me any time to adjust to his large size. He held my head and pumped his cock into my slobbering mouth just like he was fucking a pussy. He seemed to have no regard for if I could handle it, and indeed I did gag a little before I relaxed, or whether that was how I wanted it, he just took me as he pleased. Was I coming off as that much of a slut? The truth was, I was that much of a slut and I loved the way he forced his cock into my mouth and the way he was using me. I slurped and I sucked and I stretched my mouth around him and drool ran down my chin and I just didn’t care. When I opened my eyes I could see the people around us staring, staring at the white slut kneeling down to take a cock in her mouth in such a public place. All of my apprehension melted away and I was even more turned on knowing what a show I was putting on for everyone around. I shut my eyes and sucked him for all I was worth, taking him all the way to the back of my throat and keeping my lips locked tightly around him. He thrust faster and faster and I know the feeling of power over me was driving him over the edge, just as it would most men. He came much more quickly than I thought he would and his cum spilled into the back of my throat. Here I was swallowing my second load of cum of the night and while I was a little better this time, rivulets of cum ran down my chin and stained the slipdress. I kept greedily sucking him until Kelvin finally pulled his cock from my mouth.

"Damn, whoever has you full time is one lucky bastard," Kelvin said, zipping up.

My husband had no idea what his wife was really like and what he had.

There was a tap on my shoulder and I turned to see one of the huge ebony bouncers standing behind me. "Mr. Templeton would like to see you," he said gruffly, helping me to my feet. His eyes swept over me, tiny, stained dress, torn stockings, wet face, and the gleam in his eyes made all my shame come rushing back.

Kelvin was sitting at a roped off table in the back of the club. It was on a riser, so he could see everything that went on out there. There were several men and a couple women sitting with my master. They were laughing and having a good time. They all stopped when I stepped up to the rope and looked me over.

"Everyone, I would like you to meet Anna-tease. She is my special guest tonight."

Everyone at the table was black, like my Master, and several of them smirked at my appearance. A couple of them whispered to each other. While I was growing accustomed to the feeling by that point, I still felt so shamed being put on display like that.

"Can I help you with something, Anna-tease?" Kelvin said.

"You asked for me." I said quietly.

Although my voice was low, I know he heard me. Still, he said, "What was that?" I knew what he was looking for and I swallowed a lump in my throat and said, "You called for me, Master." Kelvin's face split in a bright grin and several of the men at the table openly laughed at me. I just stared at the ground. "Step on over the rope and join us, Anna-tease." Kelvin ordered.

I stepped over the rope, giving everyone a good look at my dark haired pussy and went to the table. I noticed again that the more my humiliation mounted the more the burning between my legs grew. My Master gestured my around the table and as I walked to him the men at the table groped me. My pussy squished under their touch like a wet sponge. To my surprise, one of the women, a tall, beautiful, dark woman, also touched my pussy, flick my clit with a long, lacquered fingernail, which almost made me moan and almost collapse to the floor. My Master pulled me onto his lap and stopped me when I tried to adjust the slipdress, which had ridden up around my waist.

"Anna-tease is a very old friend who I just became reacquainted with. And I have to say that in all these years she has not changed a bit."

"Thank you, Master," I said, growing more comfortable with my role. There was no way out of my predicament, so I just had to roll with it. Kelvin stroked my thigh, his fingers occasionally creeping up to tease my pussy.

"I’d like to get aquatinted with a piece like that," said one of the other men.

"What do you think, Anna-tease?" My Master said.

"If it would please you, Master," I said, trying to suppress a moan as he slipped a finger into my pussy.

"Yeah, I think it would. Demonstrate how well you behave for the group."

I got off my Master’s lap and went to his friend. He was a broad shouldered black man, perhaps a little older than me, with a slight paunch. "What may I do for you, sir?" I asked sweetly as I could.

He licked his full lips, then said, "Let me see them white titties, they look nice."

Where I would have been horrified to do so just hours ago, I looped the spaghetti straps in my fingers and let the flimsy dress flutter to my waist, exposing my proud breasts for all to see. The seated black man in front of me whistled and his eyes widened. "They really are nice titties, damn." He said. If I thought about it I suppose he was right. I had spent the last few months working hard on my body and my C-cups stood out proudly from my body with very little sag, not bad for a thirty-seven year old woman. He reached up and mashed my breasts in his dark hands. He wasn't gentle at all, the way he worked he hurt a little, but when he pulled on my nipples and twisted them I let out a gasp of deep pleasure. He seemed to know just how I wanted to be touched. He harder he pulled my nipples the more my pussy burned. I was squeezing my thighs together and pussy juice ran down my thighs. He kept pulling and twisting my nipple and I leaned into him to encourage him. My moans grew louder and his friends to him to "make that white bitch moan."

Another one of the men pulled the slipdress past my hips and I stepped out of it when it hit the floor. I was completely nude now in the crowded club. I knew they could see how wet I was and when the man behind me forced his hand between my legs I didn't resist at all. My pussy was so soaked his two fingers slipped right inside me. "Oh God, mmmmmm…" I moaned. I could not believe the feelings they were raising in me. I was moving my body like a total whore right there in plain view and all I could think about was getting more. Getting a cock in me.

"God, please, someone fuck me. I need a cock so bad." I begged. "Please, Master fuck me! Someone fuck me!" I had cum several times already, and I was close to cumming again, but through all my adventures that night I still hadn't been fucked by anyone. My pussy was burning to be filled, filled with a nice, thick cock. I was ready to scream for it, punishment or no punishment.

"What do you think, boys? Think she deserves to be fucked?" My Master asked his friends.

The one in front of me said, "Yeah, this bitch really needs to be fucked. And I know I deserve to fuck her."

My Master chuckled and said, "I guess so. Go ahead, give it to her good."

"You heard the man, bitch. Get it out!" The man demanded.

"Yes, sir!" I said, reaching down to the lump in his pants. I unzipped him and got his pants down, revealing a nice, thick, 8-inch cock. It filled both hands and I gave it a quick kiss before he spun me around and pulled me onto his lap. I was facing out and I felt his cock slipping up into me from behind. I threw my head back and let out a long, satisfied moan. This was just what I needed. I sank all the way down on his lap and his cock filled me. I felt that black shaft stretching my narrow pussy. I hadn't had another man inside me since I'd married my husband. And while he did satisfy me, my husband just didn't fill me the way this strange cock did.

I leaned back against his chest and he filled his hands with my breasts again, cruelly twisting my very sore nipples. I loved every second of it. My pussy clamped down on him and he grunted in my ear. I was churning my hips, working that fat prick inside me, trying to get him to start fucking me with it. Soon I gave up and begged again, "Oh, please stop teasing me! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! God, I need it!"

"You damn sure need it, you hot little bitch," he said and leaned me forward. He grabbed my hips and started slamming his cock up into me. It actually hurt a little at first, but I wanted it even harder. I wanted him to fuck me until I screamed and I thrust my hips right back at him. The dark stranger was fucking me harder than I could remember having it. I am sure Kelvin took care of me like this so long ago, but my husband was never like this. He never just took me. And did I need to be taken. That cock felt so amazing reaming out my pussy like that. My breasts bobbed beneath me and my hair veiled my face as I leaned forward, moaning over and over and, and he pounded into me.

He pulled my hair and jerked my head up so everyone could see my lust contorted face. "Is this want you wanted, bitch?" He asked with a smirk.

"Yesyesyesyes!!!! God yes! Fuck me, please! Please fuck me!" I shouted. And that he did. He fucked my tight pussy relentlessly until, with a keening cry, I exploded cumming harder than ever, with pinwheels of light spinning in my eyes. My dark lover kept slamming his cock inside me and I came again, right on the heels of my first orgasm. He was grunting louder and I felt him spurting into my sopping pussy, but he pulled out before he finished and I felt his warm cum coating my ass. When he was done with me, he exclaimed, "You're a fine piece of ass!"

"Thank you, sir," I said demurely.

"That was quite a performance, Anna-tease. Very good." My Master applauded me and his friends joined in. "I think you owe as much to my other guests as well."

For a second I was scared. I wasn't planing on being gangbanged by all these big black men. I really didn't think I would be able to handle it. But then a thrill shot through me as I thought about all those men just taking me like the slut I had become. There were no vestiges left of the proper suburban housewife and mother I had been left.

I was bent over the table, a hand on my back pushing be down. The music was still thumping loudly, at least no one would be able to hear all the noise I was making. But still, while the riser was set back from the club, very passerby could see me bent over the table, taking it from these men. I felt a nice sized cock shoved into me from behind, but of course I couldn't see who it was. Instead I was forced to stare forward. I saw a lot of men walking past turn to look. A few lingered to watch me get the living hell fucked out of me. I was screaming my pleasure, begging to be fucked ever harder. I just couldn't help myself. I just wanted to be a good slave. All that begging must have been too much for the first guy, because he came inside me pretty quickly. As he dumped his load inside me it suddenly occurred to me that no one was using any protection. I'm sure my husband might have some questions if I suddenly had a black baby. However, I was well past doing anything about it.

Another black man took the place of the last, only this one spanked me while he rode my pussy. I was getting pretty wet and sloppy back there and he slipped right in. He slapped my ass hard and asked if I liked it. "Yes, harder please. Give it to me harder, sir!" I begged. He slapped my ass even harder as he rammed his cock into my pussy. Juice just ran out of me and I know I was leaving a mess on the table, my cum and their cum running out of my pussy. He slammed me down into that table with his driving cock until I thought the table was going to collapse beneath me. He roared and pulled his cock out of me, blasting his load all over my back and up into my hair. I just kept wiggling my ass back, looking for the next cock. I didn't have to wait long. I was plugged again and this time I gripped the edge of the table and thrust back hard at my current stud. His cock was much thicker than the others and wet as I was I still felt him stretching me, touching every surface of my pussy. I fell onto the table as I came and became a babbling, moaning mess. He didn't care, he just kept fucking my pussy, fucking me raw until he was finally finished with me and pulled out, adding his load to his friends'.

I had just been fucked by six well hung black men in rapid succession, all to put on a good show for my Master and please him. I could feel what a sticky mess I was. Cum was matted in my hair and ran down my back and ass. I think just about everyone in the club had stopped by to see the white slut getting gangbanged. Several people had even tossed some money onto the table. I saw one guy ask if he could come up, but the bouncer shooed him away.

I was pulled off the table and turned around. There was one more guy who hadn't fucked me yet. "Can you take more black cock, bitch?" He asked,

"Yes, please give me your black cock!" I begged. "I want it all! Please stuff it in my pussy!" And stuff it he did. He pushed me onto the table on my back and pushed my spread legs back against my chest, crushing them to my breasts. He held my thighs and fucked me with long, deep, hard strokes. My pussy squished wetly with every thrust and I could see his shaft glisten as it pistoned into me. He grunted and fucked me as hard as he could, shouting, "Take it, bitch, take it!!"

"God, fuck me!!! Fuck me harder!! Fuckmefuckmefuckme!!!! Please!!!"

He redoubled his efforts and fucked me fiercely. I came and came and thought I was going to pass out. I clawed at his arms and screamed out my pleasure and he just kept riding me. I thought he might fuck me all night, but he pulled out and pulled me close and crammed his cock into my mouth. I sucked him for a few moments, tasting myself on him, then he pulled out of my mouth and let it fly, spraying my face and chest with his cum. I just lay back there and took it all. When he was finished I stayed on the table as my Master came over.

"That was very, very good Anna-tease." He said.

"Thank you, Master." I whispered. I was so sore. And sticky, and tired. "Would you like my pussy now?"

"That slutty pussy? I don't think so, Anna-tease. Too used. I have something else in mind. Turn around."

I did just as my Master told me and then he ordered, "Pull your ass open." I did it, but with a little fear. My fingers slipped on the cum coating my ass. I knew what he was going to do. I had never had a cock in my ass and I knew I was going to hurt like hell. Especially since my Master was so big. But I could not deny him anything. If he wanted my ass, I would give it to him happily. I felt the fat head of his cock pushing at my puckered hole and I whimpered, "Please Master, be gentle."

"I'll take care of you, Anna-tease." He said. He pressed harder and harder and he popped past the tight ring of my anus. My ass was on fire, it hurt worse than anything. I wanted to pull away so badly, but I wanted to please my Master more, so I held my ground. I knew my ass must be incredibly tight for him and hoped I could make him cum quickly. He kept pushing into my ass, pushing into my tight chute until he was half buried. I just couldn't take anymore and he sensed it. Instead he stopped and I felt him throbbing inside me. "Are you ready, Anna-tease," he asked.

I nodded and breathed, "Yes, Master." He began moving in and out and while it hurt and burned the most amazing thing happened. Like a sky clearing, the pain went away and pleasure rushed through my body, filling my senses. His big cock in my ass suddenly felt wonderful. My stifled sobs became moans of pleasure, then outright cries of joy. When he knew I was into it, my Master moved faster and faster. Soon he was fucking my ass to the throbbing beat of the dance music. I was pushing my as back at him, my whole body alive. I knew my head back and cried, "Thank you, Master! Oh thank you for taking my ass! Fuck it! Fuck my ass, Master, please…" He held my ass and bore down, reaming me even harder.

"Work your ass, Anna, work it for me, baby!" Kelvin called out.

"Yes, Master! Yesyesyesyesyes!!!"

"God, Anna! Baby, baby, you're gonna make me cum…"

"Please give me your cum!" I gasped. "Cum Master, please give me your cum!!!"

My Master roared and whipped his cock out. I came wildly as he pumped his load all over me. He came forever, spraying his load all over me. I spun quickly, catching the last of the load in my face then took him in my mouth. I sucked his cock and pumped his shaft until I knew I had every drop. I fell to the floor, completely spent, and as my eyes closed I saw Kelvin talking to one of the women.

I woke up in Kelvin's office, but knew I hadn't been out long. I heard the door close and guessed that the bouncer had carried me up there. I was stretched out on the couch, still covered with cum. The wall clock said it was after one a.m. I had to get out of there! What would my husband be thinking?

Kelvin came in a few minutes later and kissed my forehead. "You were quite a hit tonight, Anna-tease."

"Thank you," said sheepishly. Now that we were alone in his office, reality was forcing it's way back in again.

"Everyone was very impressed."

I couldn't look Kelvin in the eye. "I've got to get out of here. My husband is going to freak."

"I understand, but don't worry, I had a friend call and say they were from your office and you would be tied up late into the night. You should be fine."

"Thank you." I said.

"I'll always take care of you, Anna-tease."

I knew he would. He brought my clothes to me, but that didn't solve the problem of the mess I was. I cleaned up best I could at the sink, but I was still a mess. I could only hope my husband was already in bed when I got home.

I pulled my proper, businesswoman clothes back on, but of course my stockings were ruined and my panties were gone. Kelvin hugged me at the door and kissed me.

"You were very good tonight. I know you will be back."

"I don't know, Kelvin. This was just all too much. I have a real life. I have too much to lose." I protested.

He held me tightly and said, "You know when I call, and I will, you will be back and you will do just as you are told."

There was real menace in his voice and I realized he could take everything from me now. And that danger thrilled me. "Yes, Master," I whispered.

I was in a daze as I drove home. My husband was asleep and I jumped right into the shower, hiding my clothes after I undressed. I was sore everywhere. I knew it would be an effort to walk normally for the next couple days. My pussy, my ass, my jaw, every muscle in my body hurt. I let the hot water run over me until it ran out. I slipped into my demur cotton nightgown ad got into bed. My husband put his arms around me in his sleep, thinking I was his sweet wife returning home from a hard night of work. I had been working hard that night, but I wasn't the same sweet wife he's seen that morning. I was a new woman, changed in every way. I was Kelvin's now and I had to figure out how to fit that into my nice, neat little suburban life. My head spun as exhaustion finally claimed me.