1. Missing Mom - Show Time at the Black Club


    Date: 7/21/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Humiliation, Interracial, Pregnant, Author: bigbob1200, Rating: 42.3, Source: sexstories.com

    Every night men, drunken loud men would come down the stairs banging on her door. “HOE, your day is coming.” “We gonna git You Soon.” Jolene buried her head in the pillow trying to block out the noise. Jolene just lay in the bed hoping someone would come and rescue her. On the third day Sammy came in with the grandsons. “Bitch, tonite’s the nite.” “What do you mean.” “What is going to happen.” “SHOW TIME ATTHE CLUB THEY EXPECT A FULL HOUSE.” “But we get ours first. My boys want some of that knocked-up white pussy.” The boys taunted her as they fucked her. Sammy laughed as he watched them. “Lot more of that coming your way.” “We gonna be there tonite. “ “Gonna be one hell of Party.” Sammy laughed, his grandson’s were becoming real men. Done fucking the bitch, the three left, laughing and joking. “See U tonite at the Party.” Sammy laughed as he left. Jolene lay again the bed, waiting her fate, shivering, shaking, beyond fear. She could hear the noise in the club above, then men in the hallway. Finally the door opened. Three black men came in with an older white man. The older man looked her over. “Spread her legs so I can check her cunt.” They held her legs while he inserted a cunt spreader. Men were laughing louder in the hallway. The BOSS was at the door. “BOSS, she will Pop tonite.” “Get Her Ready.” “NO I can’t Go. DON’T.” “GET HER UP. Her fans are waiting.” Laughed theBOSS. “GOD NO NO.” Jolene was lifted up by her shoulders. Held tight, a strict leather collar with metal ...
    rings was place around her neck. Leather straps pulled the collar tight¸ holding her head upright. Black leather cuffs replaced the cuffs on her wrists. Jolene struggled trying to pull away but her wrist cuffs were clipped to the rings on her neck collar. Jolene slumped to the ground. “Leave ma lone. Stop this. “Fucking Bitch, get that broom handle. They slid the handle through her arms above her head. A man on each side of the handle lifted the bitch back to her feet. Held up, helpless, the BOSS stood close in front of her. “Look what I got for you.” He held two fearsome leather straps with mean looking metal studs. He ran them by her face, dragging the spikes across her skin. He looked her right in the face as he fastened the first one. He pulled the strap as tight as could forcing the Preggo tit to bulge outward. He took the other strap and twisted so the spikes were on the inside. “No don’t do that, Wait Wait.” “AGGGHHHHHH” Jolene cried out as the spikes bit into her tit meat. The BOSS pulled the strap as tight as he could. Little drops of blood appeared at the edge of the strap. The BOSS attached a chain to the collar around her neck and led her toward the hallway. Jolene tried to hold back but two men pulled her along with the metal bar between her arms. The hallway was filled with men, old and young black men. Cigarette smoke filled the air. Spit hit her in the face. Soon her eyes were covered with slime. She struggled to see. Unable to see Jolene dropped to her knees. ...
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