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Delmore chapter 10
Sir James walked into the classroom. As he had been before, He was dressed to impress. Even though i knew there was no intention to impress us. Probably more to remind us of our place in His world.
"Alright boys, dismount your desks for the white boy pledge of allegiance."
We all did as ordered. Moved to our knees on the floor, heads lowered, hands behind our backs. This time i said the words out loud. Half of us knew the words. The 9 new students (from today's intake) did not. But they knelt with the rest of us. For the first time i noticed how boys new to wearing clit cages moved more cautiously than those of us that were used to them.
"i pledge allegiance to the flag of the Black New World Order, and to the Black Republic for which It stands. One Nation under our Gods with servitude for all others."
"Be seated."
Again, we all obeyed. i noticed none of us from yesterday had to be assisted this time. Every white boy's cunt adjusted easily while sliding onto the seat. i took a second to marvel at how quickly They had turned us into eager little pussy boys. The new boys managed but it looked a bit painful for them. i remembered how sore i was after my first gangbang.
The first lesson focused on the American slave trade and the race related injustices/crimes that followed after the Civil War. It was taught singularly from the Black Perspective. I paid attention though in truth I was never really that good in school. It was too easy for me to zone out from boredom. I learned not to do that in these classrooms.
One of the boys started noticeably nodding off during a lecture on the Jim Crowe laws and Sir James stopped His lecture.
"boy wade! How dare you disrespect Our history! My desk now!"
The visibly terrified white boy dismounted his dildo desk. The room was so quiet that you could hear the wet sound of his hole releasing that rubbery device. i watched him take every nervous step toward Sir James' desk. Sir James had retrieved a large wooden paddle from one of the drawers. He ordered boy wade to assume the position over the edge of the side of the desk. Sir James began striking the boy. The entire class (to include the grinning Black CO in the back) watched as boy wade's pale white ass cheeks turned red. The boy would come off the ground with every strike. After the fifth strike, Sir James apparently deemed the pain sufficient since boy wade was openly crying in front of all of us.
"your punishment is complete, boy. "
What happened next was certainly not what i expected to see after something like that. The boy dropped to his knees in front of Sir James and kissed His shoes.
"Thank You for taking the time to correct my behaviour Sir."
"Yes, boy. Now return to your seat."
The poor boy was sniffling when he mounted his desk again. i know we all heard the noises his hole made adjusting to the entry and his wince of pain when his injured ass cheeks hit the chair. Never seen a dude in his 30s get paddled by a teacher before. i'd definitely be doing my best not to fall asleep in class. Though, Sir Janes was kind enough to tell us that if we felt the urge to nod off we were welcome to bounce in our seats to wake ourselves up.
Sir James taught the subject matter without emotion. He was very objective using cause and effect to describe the events of the 19th and 20th centuries. i could see why He was chosen for this position.
Despite the fact that i was only trying to gather information for my investigation, i was actually learning something. The past should never be romanticised. white people in the South tend to do that. i later learned that was part of the early experiments of the BNWO. They had observed that most whites in the South did not suffer from "white guilt" like the whites of the western coast and the northeastern states.
The leadership in the BNWO knew that the hardest states to conquer would be the ones with the largest Black Populations. That would be the states in the Deep South. They witnessed the biggest pushback from whites on the BLM movements of 2020 and saw where They would have to work the hardest. And so They did. Their experiments would begin in the Deep South states.
Made sense, since that is where Black People had been treated the worst by the whites. Conquering them where they were strongest seemed more rewarding and too tempting to the BNWO leadership.
Sir James told us none of this. He simply taught a different version of Alabama history than what the public education system had. Though i'd had nothing to do with what happened long before i was born, guilt and shame was forming in my mind. But, that didn't keep me from staring at Sir James' bulge while he spoke. i was supposed to be watching the screen up front. This did not go unnoticed.
"boy jesse!"
Fuck. "Yes Sir."
"Where are your eyes supposed to be focused?"
"The marker board, Sir."
"Then why were you eye-fucking, I should rephrase that, why were you eye-sucking My dick?"
I did not have an answer. The truth was that I was so fucking horny. I just wanted it in my mouth. There was already something in my ass.
He didn't let me suffer in silence for long.
"I'll tell you why, boy. The rest of the class needs to hear this as well. As I told you during your first day of class, your purpose is to serve. your reward is that you get to ingest Our superior DNA. your weaker minds are fixated on Us. you feel happy when you are allowed to fulfil that purpose. And you boys bask in what little attention We show you. Fortunately, for you, We have decided to help each one of you become domestic servants and cum receptacles you were born to be. The fact that you are mesmerised by the outline in my pants means that your training is having the desired effect. How do you think you should show your gratitude boy?"
Part of me instinctively knew what i should do, though i was following a cue from the other boy after he was paddled. i raised off the desk and crawled to Sir James. i bowed at His feet and kissed His shoes while thanking Him to allow me to live my true purpose. i said and did these things for the purpose of my investigation but there was a part of me that felt so right while saying it. i brought myself back upright on my knees with my gaze lowered and my hands behind my back. i heard His fly unzip.
"Open."
i looked up to His face and smiled. He smiled back.
"Suck."
i needed it so bad. i had no idea why, just did. He knew this. i happily opened my mouth and took Him inside me. i maintained eye contact while He hardened and slid further down my throat. If i could have looked behind me i would have seen the other white boys bouncing up and down at their desks. i was able to hear the moaning though.
The Black CO came to the front of the room and asked Sir James, "If You don't care, Brother, I'd like some of sweet pussy's sweet pussy while You hitting that throat."
"Is that what Y'all named him?"
"If You'd had it You'd understand why. it's one of the best here."
"Hard to imagine it could feel better than his throat. Yesterday's class couldn't have been his first session of throat training?"
"No Brother. This bitch been sucking cock since his first hour here.
Skills have improved but We all thought he was a natural. "
"they all are, My Brother. We will guide them all to their true design.
Have at his pussy. I'm going to seed his throat so he will taste Me all night."
i was repositioned from my knees to being bent over the desk and spit roasted in front of the class. Sir James seemed to be trying to suffocate me. He was actually testing my limits. Even though death seemed close by i somehow knew i was in good hands. i instinctively trusted Him. The CO was stabbing the fuck out of my g-spot and causing muffled moans around Sir James' dick. After what seemed like 30 minutes i heard Sir James announce that He was about to cum.
"Me too Brother!"
Hearing them both announce that They were about to breed me sent me over the edge. i exploded in my clit cage. The Black CO felt my pussy spasm as i came and he said, "I think We just fucked the nut out of this white bitch."
Sir James let out a loud roar and shot so much cum into me that i thought i'd drown. He was right. i'd be tasting that all night. The Black CO bred my cunt right after while telling my faggot ass to take His nut. As soon as He pulled out of my ass, one of the white boys stopped bouncing and crawled humorously fast over to the Black CO and started cleaning His dick with his mouth. The boy shot his load from his clit cage while doing that. we were both ordered to lick up our cum from the messes we had made. So were the rest of the boys who had cum while watching the show and riding their desk dildos.
Class was dismissed for the day. The white inmates were crawled back to their dorm (where the new whites would be put through additional throat training) and i was crawled back to my bunk room. i was beyond happy at the prospect of sleep. And i think i slept better than i ever had in my life.
To be continued...