Ebony High 9
Thierry:
The Hidden Cameras
In Principal Musonda's study where he plans to watch events unfold with two influential young African businessmen, things had been going to plan. Kamal (the black lover of Thierry's Dad) has set up the video system and the cameras in Room 30, and tested everything. The all important fucking platform in Room 30 had been repositioned slightly by Adebayo who was being paid a small salary as Assistant Director. Above all they wanted good close-ups of action on Thierry's butt-hole from camera 2. "If you place him right I should be able to zoom on close on his ass" he had told Bayo, "and tell your guys to try to keep his balls and cock pulled backwards and his legs well apart for the camera to get in. Adebayo said he would do his best as long as the boys didn't get over excited and move Thierry out of camera.
Adebayo and Kamal agreed that the first session would take place at the front of the room where Thierry would be man-handled or rather "boy-handled "and whipped in a free-activity first session. Kamal provided poppers -- tip top pharmacy amyl for Thierry and his black fuckers, and 40 pairs of boy's white Calvin Klein briefs for the unwitting black stars of the video."Something to sex the Ebony stud boys up when Thierry is reduced to nigga fuck meat" was the way Kamal put it."Oh and make sure they all got clean uniforms, ironed shirts and no fucking vests on under their shirts. I want max exposure of black boy chests, tits, muscles and legs even when they not showing their dicks!. If you don't hand out their new knickers before you start check out their underwear. Cum stains are fine but no ragged saggy stuff handed down from the 80's.
Now the whole video is rolling, and the guests had been watching the boys arrive, Thierry's own arrival, shy and low-key, his isolation as the black boys raise the excitement level, and the wholly unscripted fight, Kamal zooming in to places where you could see different bits of the white boy being groped, pulled and squeezed by innumerable black hands under the sweaty black scrum.
The black business men are clearly enjoying the videoing, and the Black Label whisky that Paolo is serving them. Very amusing, they thought, that cute white boy being fought over! In both senses of the words! The two VIPs were immensely wealthy; still in their 30s they were big names in the national, increasingly black dominated, economy. They were also major donors to the school. They had expressed a special interest in the Pod system and thought they knew the reality rather than the story spun to parents. This event, thought Musonda, would be a way of them learning more and a gesture of gratitude for their support to the school.
Also with Principal Musonda were the 22 yr old Vusi Simalini, one of Musonda's closest friends on the teaching staff and David Mtalo, a student teacher of just 19 who Musonda thought had real potential, especially when he saw the epic black dick he kept in his jeans. Kamal, Musonda's friend, who had engineered Thierry's arrival in the school, was devoting all his time to the videoing He had a growing sideline in gay inter-racial porn, and this evening looked promising. Musonda and Kamal had hoped that Dominic, Thierry's Dad, could have been there. They hadn't told him of Thierry's role in porn yet -- well they hadn't told Thierry either. They laughed together about one day getting Daddy and son gangbanged together by Ebony House blacks!
"There are plans for you to be serviced during the performance either here or, if you wish privacy, in my inner office" Musonda had told his guests.
"Its a waiter like that white boy on screen I'd like servicing me!" laughed one of them. Musonda smiled.
"This is far too good to miss. Excellent!" said the other already massaging a rising cock.
There was a knock on the service door.
"Paolo, answer that please, that must be the service boys"
Two Ebony House white schoolboys (Pod Whites to their black classmates) entered. They were held on loose leashes by two black boys from the kichens who, grinning broadly, passed both leashes to Paolo. The whites were slim and good looking, the older and taller about 18 with short cropped ash blonde hair was moving into manhood with boyish vulnerability and charm, the other, perhaps a year younger,with long blonde hair, lithe and boyish. A pretty boy rather than feminine. They entered shyly and bowed to the VIPs. They were dressed in white bow ties and white gloves and long knee length white socks. Someone seemed to have forgotten the rest. Naked from nipples to knees their flawless ivory skins had been shaved, perfumed and oiled and their butts shone in the spotlights of the study. Tattooed on their butts was the name Ebony High on their left cheek and the school crest, the black power clenched fist, centred on the right. As they stood in front of the whisky-drinking young blacks, heads respectfully bowed, it was their erect cocks and tight young balls that attracted the VIPs attention. Silver cockrings pushed their adolescent white 7 inch cocks and their balls upwards and out. That of the elder, Andrew, was hard and horizontal, Jamey's rose vertically almost to his navel.
The two blonde boys glanced up at the large video screen. It's Thierry's Pod meeting! They both knew! The same thoughts raced through their minds. There had been a rumour, but they hadn't believed it. Videos of a Pod? It had never been done before. They watched the screen transfixed. In a room of dozens of black boys, most of them naked to the waist, there was their friend Thierry, sitting on a low table with his hard cock showing. His Pod shorts were still on though. They hadn't got far with him yet then.
They both brought themselves back from watching the video, and looked for the first time into the eyes of the six blacks who were inspecting them. They were relieved to see no hostility -- what they could see was lust, and fierce sexual arousal; it looked like they were going to rape them on the spot. All had obviously hard dicks as they drank in the naked white torsos..
"Both boys are from England, English blondes" Musonda was telling his guests, "though they met only in Ebony High. We find English boys very quick to learn Pod principles and practice, I suppose its part of their colonial heritage. A case of the Empire Strikes Back perhaps?" Musonda laughed at his little joke. He went over and held the boys' hard tools to "check their cock-rings are well fitted."
" Paolo see that they have been properly lubricated please!" He stood directly in front of them making eye contact with the taller boy, a sadistic smile playing on his lips. He loved to humiliate boys like these -- their proud Aryan arrogance had almost gone now.
"Bend over boys!" the young Mozambican went behind them and , in turn, spread their butt cheeks, pushing three fingers up each boy's hole.
"I think I would favour more gel Sir especially in Jamey."
"Is it OK if I do it here sir?" Musonda nodded.
The boys raised their heads astonished, and looked at the well dressed black males watching them - black guests and their teachers! Standing there naked ,and being discussed like animals, increased their humiliation ten-fold. It had been bad enough been brought in like that, with hard-ons ensured none too gently by the two cheeky young blacks from the kitchens who had delivered them to Paolo. The food had been laid out before the guests arrived, with the two naked whites assisting them, but the black boys stayed with them outside the door to "activate" the white cocks as they put it, before their entry. This now was pure abasement. They flushed with shame as the two black VIPs and David Mtalo moved behind them to watch the re-lubrication.
"We use this stuff, Assegai, for guests such as yourselves, African ambassadors and so on, Sir, who might wish to get to know one of our Podwhites, as it gives a smooth and pleasant entry with none of those irritating and time consuming delays" said Paolo as he pulled a tube from his shoulder bag. The white asses were placed alongside each other like ponies in a stable. "Our schoolboys would normally use Crisco or vegetable oil on a Podwhite except for special occasions, as they're a lot cheaper. He spread each white boy's cheeks in turn giving the VIPs a sustained look, as clearly they enjoyed the view; their mouths fell open and they had started to sweat. Paolo licked his finger and ran it down Jamie's exposed crack. The two visitors were now trying to control their cocks and David Mtalo had his hand deep inside his unzipped jeans as Paolo extolled the benefits of Assegai. Paolo applied a large measure of the gel to Jamie's hole. He pushed it in with his fingers.
"We've found this lasts well, and has a good aroma." He liked Jamey and finger fucked his hole for several minutes to the delight of the watching blacks. The boy moaned with a mix of shame and desire as he looked up at the smartly dressed blacks around him, who were smiling broadly, taking close up looks at his hole,sipping their whiskies, or standing back to take in the fuller picture.
Then, smacking Jamey's white butt playfully, Paolo opened up Andrew's butt. He gave them a good view, pushing his legs apart so they could see through to the back of the boy's heavy balls, one of his most popular features. He pushed some gel into his hole; He pushed four fingers up this time. After 4 years in Ebony High, Andrew didn't need such careful treatment; even the larger blacks in his dormitory and Pod were known to double up in his hole at times, though he did tend to yell. Neither butt had needed more gel, anyway, it was just that the Principal wanted the drama! He gave Andrew a hard finger fuck, resting his other hand on Jamie's cute naked butt. He stopped several times to open Andrew's hole wide for the hugely aroused blacks to look, then slapped the white butt and, getting off his knees, wiped his hand in a tissue.
"All done, Sir! You can stand up, boys!"
The two black billionaires mopped their brows. They were astounded, speechless that these two boys had been humiliated in this way in front of them, but they had greatly enjoyed it. Their cocks were throbbing and they both were uncomfortable in their pants.
"That was one of the best things I've seen in years!" John Obonga, the banker exclaimed "How did you feel about it, boy? he asked Andrew.
"It was good Sir" "Good eh?!" the two blacks both laughed loudly. "I wish my son could have seen that" said the other shaking his head in wonder, " The randy little nigga would have cum in his Calvins!"
Both men took another look up at the large monitor on the wall. Not much seemed to be happening yet. The room was still crowded with black schoolboys in their school blazers, and in the middle they could just see one blonde head.
"They will be getting going in five minutes or so" said the principal., "Kamal is keeping an eye out! "Oh look, there's Thierry the young white rascal, always chasing nigga cock, black cock I mean".
Kamal had quickly switched the monitor to camera 2 and you could now see the blonde boy sucking a large black cock, with his arm wrapped around a very black muscular black-boy's bubblebutt. The white cock was sticking up out of his shorts and a short rather fat black boy was playing with it and sucking it with interest.
Both men seeing that blonde boy became aware of the fresh scrubbed and perfumed white adolescent bodies next to them, and started to feel them up with growing enthusiasm."Beautifully put together!" said the younger handsome one, stroking Jamie's silky blond hair, his nose and mouth and his nipples. His large black hand travelled down to weigh the boy's cock, pulling back the white foreskin and gently pumping it. Jamey was terrified he was going to cum there and then, and it got worse! The young black got on his haunches and, overcome by lust for the boy, sucked the white cock into his mouth. Jamie looked down astonished as the thick black generous lips took his cock in up to his balls. Fortunately for Jamie the black oligarch got up after a few minutes, remembering where he was. Another moment and Jamie would have shot off in his mouth, and he thought it might be rather early for that.
"Prime specimens of white boyhood!" John Obongo, the banker, said, as he felt Andrew's balls. "And a good size cock for a white boy!" He flicked it twice with a finger. "How often can it cum? "
He clearly didn't expect Andrew to know and addressed himself to Paolo
"Oh at least three to four times a day, Sir. On a Pod weekend, more than that as he could be stimulated almost continuously. The junior Pod who have him now never give up -- they milk him for hours."
"Nice asshole on him too -- I liked seeing it greased up, not an everyday sight, and most gratifying And he's very submissive to black handling -- I like that in a young white boy. I want this one while we watch those schoolboys, give it a good run. Is that ok with you Ed? He looked across for his fellow guest. Ed couldn't talk just then as his mouth was full of Jamie's surprisingly large white cock.
"Well boys come along, serve the drinks! We are all quite thirsty. Come along! Paolo a word please!"
"Those white cocks are not hard enough", Musonda whispered, "Do something."
Paolo followed the boys into the kitchen but found that the two naked whites were trying to remedy things by pumping each others dicks.
"Let me help boys!" He got on his knees and took a cock in each hand, sucking the ends of them alternately. Both responded delightfully and regained their former glory; he quickly stopped sucking Jamie in case he shot off. "All ok now boys. Come to Paolo if you need more help!" He checked out the boys had their white gloves on, straightened their bow ties, pulled up their socks and checked both balls were still in each cockring. "The rest looks fine to me!"
"Oh shit, I forgot something!" He delved into his shoulder bag and knelt down to tie wide pink ribbons to the top of each cock ring in a large bow Also attached was a gift label "A small present from the boys of Ebony High!." The two whites were embarrassed , but their pricks bounced in anticipation of serving important new black masters. Andrew's dick was extra-horizontal and swollen and Jamie's satisfactorially vertical when they went out with their trays and they were both properly decorated. "This present is mine" declared Ed Mashaba, holding the naked Jamie by the stiff upright cock.
"And this is mine!" said Obongo, grabbing the naked Andrew by his white ass and smacking it.
"Gentlemen the video is still playing, still recording, so why not sit back, relax and enjoy the boys
Ebony House has placed fully at your disposal. You can see they are both fully primed ready for use!!"
The small video-link audience was transfixed. The two white boys with them had been thoroughly inspected, prodded, poked, examined and squeezed, whilst serving whisky and refeshments for an hour to all the blacks in the room. Every black hand had been busy on both boys most sensitive and private places, discussing their bodies like prime livestock which is of course exactly what they were. Fresh tender white meat. The young black oligarchs sitting in their comfortable arm chairs, watched as live on screen beamed to them from a nearby classroom, a young white new boy was being given a very hard time, used and abused by his black school mates, whilst here, Ed Mashaba thought, they had two superb bollock-naked white boys to serve and service them.The boys' humiliation they knew was assured by the mocking bow ties and gloves, and the pink bow on their cocks that they had been made to wear, and deliciously heightened by their thick long white socks to the knees, when everything else was on display as a free offer. And how wonderful that when the boys bent over to pour their drinks the black school's crest appeared like a brand, a trademark on their soft white butts.
Mashaba, who had long had a thing for boys, but never had a white one before, signalled for the younger boy to come over to him. He sat him on his lap, or rather on his swollen dick, and as he watched the monitor stroked the boys soft blonde hair.The boy placed his small white hand over the growing bulge in Mashaba's pants and nuzzled into the black man's body. Mashaba softly kissed him on the lips and gently squeezed the boy's nipples. His hand moved to the hard cock ; he felt the boy's small round balls as he sucked hard on the nipples. The boy suddenly seemed to go into ecstasy thrusting his young white cock upwards and groaning.
"I need your hard black cock sir. Please sir. Please fuck me Sir?"
"Can I take it out sir? Mashaba nodded and the boy unzipped his jeans and delved into his white boxers "pulling out my nigga dick like it was Christmas!" as he put it later.
"Come over here Andrew" The principal had noticed the boy's cock was getting soft. He pumped the white boy back to full erection. "Don't let this go down boy. It's impolite to our visitors." He pumped a little more and then forgetting he had guests, licked the end of the white tool to taste the precum. Mr Obongo watched astonished..
Andrew now stood bollock naked at Obongo's side, holding his whisky, his white cock sticking straight out. The wealthy young black felt the white boy's pecs, and down over his stomach to his cock. He pinched the boys nipples hard and, getting him to bend over again, roughly spread his crack and his hole He thought he might find out if could effectively buy him. It would be good to have it at home.
John Obongo, the respected banker, adored seeing tight young balls and uncut white cocks; he stroked Andrew's thighs, and reached up to feel the contours of his broad hairless chest. It was his creamy white boy butt he stared at most, his thick black cock rising as he took in the school's brand name on each cheek -- the boy's body was effectively now in black ownership. He looked up at the monitor to see that the white boy on-screen had been moved. He was now lying across the table and a young black in his school shorts was sitting on his face eating a muffin.He watched as the boy pulled down his shorts and briefs and sat down again, still eating his muffin. The camera zoomed in at the interface between the schoolboy's balls and Thierry's face and Obongo could see how the white boy was licking the black boy's hole. He was was enthralled. Another younger black was casually pulling back the foreskin on the erect white cock. The black boy said something which Obongo couldn't get, and then squeezed the white boy's balls so that he jumped. He got a slap on his white butt for that from a third black boy who had been disturbed in his exploration of the white asshole. Obongo's cock was dripping in his pants.
The sons of the whites who had enslaved his parents, he thought, now debased and degraded, here only to serve our needs and desires. And what needs we blacks now have!! My son should see this white boy, he thought, pulling the boy nearer by his cock so that he could reach his whisky. When Justin has finished his exams he will need a treat...
He reached out and held Andrew by his balls, making him nearly drop his tray.
"How old are you, boy?"
"I was eighteen in October Sir"
Obongo felt the white cock harden under his grasp. He pulled the foreskin back, sub-conciously copying the schoolboy on that white boy in Room 30, and looked at the pink shiny head. He noticed that Ed Mashaba had his nigga dick out and was being sucked hungrily by the long haired blonde boy as he watched the screen. Well, at least my dick is bigger than his, he thought.
Jamey got on his knees in front of Mashaba and deep throated the swollen black cock. Mashaba stroked the boy's long blonde hair. He snapped his fingers for Paolo to come over.
"I want to fuck this boy in private for a while -- where can I go?"
Paolo led him to the Principal's inner office. Jamey was holding Mashaba's hand.
"There's the sofa Sir or you can put him over the horse there Sir . Its used by the Principal to cane boys. If you want one sir they're on the desk."
"Leave us!" Jamey was pulled over the caning trestle and Mashaba's nigga dick opened him up. For the next hour he had the best and hardest fucking of his young life. Mashaba gloried in owning the tight young white butt, no black boy had ever given him that extra thrill. He watched his long thick black cock punish the boy's hole to the balls, he rammed him, slapped his butt, shot his load in to the boy twice. And Jamey was still begging him to fuck him...
He pulled him up and looked at him. His cute face and blonde hair, his ridiculous bow tie, and the pink bow on his young cock, his long legs and his perky whiteboy butt. Kissing him on the lips, he sat down and pulled the boy over his lap his black cock pressing into the boy's stomach and spanked him soundly on his tattooed butt. Jamey, in tears, was begging him to stop but it made it all the greater pleasure. He only stopped when his hand began to hurt.
"I have a son your age boy," Obonga was telling Andrew, "well a year younger in fact, but he's bigger built, perhaps you would like to meet him some day?"
" Oh yes Sir! That would be very nice Sir! I would really enjoy it Sir"
He felt around the boy's balls and cock and absently fiddled with them as he watched the white boy in Room 30 now sucking off an older black teenager. Andrew followed his gaze and looked at the screen. As they watched a second black cock came in camera and shot wads of cum over the white boy's face.
Andrews cock jumped suddenly as he watched, and Obongo smiled.
"You have to hand it to the black lads here," he said to no-one in particular, "they really know how to use a white boy!" He felt up Andrew's butt.
"I'll speak to your Principal about it. Justin has a party next week to celebrate finishing his exams. Perhaps you could come to that. You could help serve and things."
"Oh!" said Andrew disappointed
"Well, you will have to be useful. Anyway there be lots of black lads there for you to meet. Only blacks actually -- he hasn't really had any white friends," he moved his hand and ran it down Andrew's crack, "until now!"
"You got a dinner jacket boy"
"No Sir"
"Well they'll all be dressed up for it, in dinner jackets the whole thing; but you could maybe borrow an old one of Justin's? Maybe a bit too tight, he had it when he was 13.
Best if you dress for the young niggas just like you are now, at least that way you got the bow tie; but get a pouch for your cock -- there might be some girls or mothers popping in. It will be fun for all of you I think." Andrew flushed.
"Turn round and let me see your butt. Nearer boy I want to feel it properly" Interesting, thought Obongo, the boy's embarrassed; humiliated. I like that. I'll pay Musondo. This boy is definitely going to Justin's party. It will be wild! He thought of all the adolescent black cocks he would see, if he played his cards right, and the tight blackboy bubblebutts This white boy is the best bait possible. We'll keep the girls to another night.
He stroked the soft white cheeks and then laughed at the tatoos.
"Bend over boy, spread your legs. Put the damn tray down"
"Yes Sir! When he bent over Andrew expected at least a slap on his bum, but to his surprise Mr Obongo sat there just looking. He looked through his legs to see Obongo pulling out his black cock -- God it must be 12 inches!
"Spread your cheeks boy." As he did so he felt Obongo's fingers at his hole.
"Had many niggas up there? "Asked Obongo
"Yes sir! My Pod sir -- twenty sir. Only boys."
"They able to fuck you well enough? You know, satisfy all those gay urges you white boys seem to get?
"Yes sir, they do it very well sir."
Obongo pushed three fingers in and Andrew jumped
"Whats the matter boy? Keep still." The boy was tight, even after all those boys had been up him. Ready too, the hole was indeed well lubricated.
"Oh do keep still, boy. Stop fidgitting"
Paolo came over. "Can I help at all Sir?"
"Well, you could find out why this boy can't keep still. I would say its ants in his pants except he doesn't have any. You did a pretty good job on his hole this evening, son. Well done!"
"I lubed them up together earlier in the afternoon as well sir. I body shave all the white Podboys twice a week sir, and generally check out their asses sir. "
"Nice job you got, son!"
"I like it sir, but the boys have to be kept in A1 condition, and some complain about the fuss. This one, Andrew, never gives any trouble and does everything he's told"
Obongo was stroking his huge black dick while he looked at the superb white boy-ass. "May I help with that sir?" said Paolo.
"Sure son. " Paulo grasped the huge black tool and pumped it slowly.. Obongo unzipped Paolo's white jeans and pulled out his semi hard black cock. "You look like a well set up young nigga son." He grabbed the erect white cock, pulling it hard backwards, as he gently felt the black 19 year olds smooth hairless stomach and his rising juicy black tool. He looked at Paolo and to the amazement of both of them took the slender young black's cock into his mouth, sucking and licking it, then licking and sucking the boy's black balls. Up ending him to match Andrew he yanked down his jeans and briefs and buried his tongue up the black boy's hole.
"I love eating out a young nigga. Got a few I do in the factory. Great butts on some of those young Zimbabweans!" He slapped both black and white asses hard.
"Now go and get sucked by this white bitch boy." He watched as Paolo positioned his cock at Andrew's mouth and pulled him by his ears on to his cock. He watched with interest as the blonde sucked the black boy off. Paolo pulled out slightly, still holding the ears, so that Mr Obongo could see the cum spurting into Andrew's mouth.
"You ever fuck this white bitch with that dick, nigga? "
"No sir, but I've milked him a lot sir. He tastes good and it comes quickly when he has to." He pushed his black dick back in the mouth. "Clean it boy!"Andrew licked it well from the balls up, and Paolo wiped off on Andrew's hair. He rested his hand on the boy's back. "Stay bending over Andrew"
"Oh Wow just look at that !!" Mr Obongo took a large gulp of whisky. "Now THAT I like!!!"
Mr Obongo was suddenly engrossed in the whipping of Thierry on screen by "that wiry little nigga".. But he wanted the boy to be whipped some more.
"Could those lil niggas be told to do it?" he asked Paolo.
"I don't think so Sir, the boys don't know they are being videoed. It was thought it would inhibit them -- boys do their secret things best in small groups, in private sir.
The Principal had walked over to join them. He placed his whisky and a sausage roll on Andrew's back and checked underneath that the white tool was still hard.He pumped it vigorously for a short time.
"Excellent Andrew keep it up boy, keep it up. You can wank it gently from time to time as this is a special occasion."
"Yes sir" "Oh, but don't move. My whisky glass could fall."
While he expressed his delight at the whipping of the white boy on screen, Obongo had questions for Musonda about the short multi tailed whip -- the martinet.
"Well I have another here "-- the Principal passed it on --" its been quite well used!"
"Oh Kamal!" the Principal called to his friend who was directing the filming, "could we replay that scene from the point where the Lafont boy is whipped for the first time? Thanks, you and Adebayo are doing a fine job on this!"
He turned back to Mr Obongo. "As I was saying the martinet is useful on boys. Not too heavy and on a whiteboy it gives a good marking all over the butt. Most satisfying to use too. The three blacks looked up as they heard the white boy on screen cry out. The video was playing back with the volume up just where the two black boys from the third form were using the whip on the white fourth former. Musonda's over-sized black cock swelled in his pants and Mr Obongo and Paolo had a surge of raw lust making their exposed dicks jump to full erection. Andrew from his bent position was watching his friend being whipped and almost cumming over the floor. His cock ached with lust.
"Its always so good to see our boys having such fun with their Pod white! It really builds their confidence. Oh I say!! That was a good hard stroke! I think the Zulu lad got the white balls on the edge of that. Yes he did! You can see the way Lafont is hopping about! I didn't know white boys could dance! Well they're not finished with him yet, he's being pushed down for more! Thierry screamed as Phumlani, "the wiry lil nigga" , lashed him full on the thighs and caught the swinging balls. The camera panned to the jeering crowd of black faces hugging each other, kissing and holding their swollen cocks. It panned down to show some the mass of jigging black tools, and just zoomed in to catch two of them spurting cum on to the ravaged white butt.
"Well," the Principal was trying to get back on track "as I was saying a martinet like this one, used on a whiteboy, gives a good marking all over the butt. It gives very considerable pain as I think you have seen which is exactly what we want if the white has been racially arrogant. But it leaves no lasting damage. What we try to achieve in the mind of a boy like this," he took up his whisky glass from Andrews back, prodded him, took a good gulp and replaced it "is an association of insubordination to a black with hurt and pain. It truly is in his best interests that he learns this. In this school we also try to get him to associate the sight smell and touch of young male black bodies with his sexual desires. You can see this in action in the live video you are watching from classroom 30 -- just look at the sexual desire of that blond boy and how it is being satisfied by the wider group. We do this as it has such beneficial consequences for the great majority of our students, black male adolescents, who are we know prone to cause problems in our society. I could say much more -- I'm sorry sir, I'm prone to rabbit on with this subject."
"If I get you right, you're saying that because our black sons are such randy, sex driven, evil, badly behaved niggas, some white boys like this one" he slapped Andrew's butt,"and the one up there on the screen, gotta be whipped? Right?" He slurped his own whisky and placed it, near the Principal's, on the top of Andrew's butt.
"Well, I have never put it quite like that, but yes that is in fact the case, yes. On the other hand, once we have established in them this strong association of the young black male with satisfying his sexual desire, these boys," he tapped Andrew's butt, "are in absolute heaven here in Ebony High. The way we present them there's hardly a black boy, or teacher for that matter, who doesn't get a hard-on looking at them!"
"Well as I was saying said the Principal, again trying to get Obongo back on track, "This Martinet here is the right sort of weight I think-- heavier that the one the boys are using there on Thierry Lafont in Room 30. That weight is usually used in the Pods as its easier for the younger boys to handle. I feel its important that our young black lads, who often lack confidence, whip a white boy to clear their aggression before developing a more mutually satisfying relationship It truly engenders early empowerment. So thats why we allocate them to the Pods and work at creating the opportunities such as the boys there in Room 30 are enjoying.Would you like to try your hand with this one sir?"
"Of course! I would love it, especially on a white boy's tail!"
"Well, here the boy is, all ready and one of our very best! Bend over further Andrew! He removed his whisky and the sausage roll. Andrew, who had followed Thierry's screams and the Principal's reasoning with growing concern, bent over. His ivory white tatooed ass was facing directly to Mr Obongo. Mr Obongo cleared the decks by swallowing down his whisky and giving the glass to Paolo. He also took off the bag of peanuts which he had placed by his whisky.
"Spread your legs and push your butt out, Andrew" ordered Paolo, stroking his long black cock.
The tall quite muscular blonde Mr Obongo had noticed was totally submissive to the orders of blacks, even those of his own age. He expressed some surprise at this to the principal.
"He has to take reasonable orders even from an eleven year old black boy, if that boy is in his Pod" said the Principal. "The fact is the boy knows its blacks that butter his ass! And a boy like this one," he stroked the boy's blond hair, "is addicted to black cock of any age. Absolutely addicted. Show him a black cock and he's sucking it. A real nigger-slut, aren't you Andrew?"
"Yes Sir!"
"What are you Andrew?"
" A real nigger -- slut Sir!!
"Register this boy for the cane, Paolo! Such language!!!! Extremely offensive especially in front of our guest!"
"In fact, Mr Obongo, as you will be in next Wednesday to open the new sports facilities you so generously donated,, it would be a privilege if you agreed to cane him yourself and we'll make an event of it. Quite a different technique to master and the effects greater than the martinet"
"Sure, thats kind of you Musonda. I was just saying to Andrew here that I wanted him to meet my boy, and that Justin needs to see more of white boys. Can I bring him along?"
"Well he will certainly see a lot of this one then-- just like this in fact," he tapped the white butt, "but the effects will be more spectacular."
"But Sir!!!!..." "Shut up Andrew. No more offensive language please"
"Well now, go ahead, Mr Obongo "Lets warm him up with a little of the martinet. Try it out sir. Get a feel for what Ebony High can do for a boy!" He passed Obongo the martinet. "Well if you insist Mr Musondo!"
"This is going to hurt you, boy, a lot more than it hurts me!"His black tool bouncing naked in front of him, Mr Obongo took a measure of the white boy's ass. He stroked his cock and then felt the naked white ass.
"Yes Sir! Please sir, not too hard sir, I haven't done anything sir!"
Mbongo lashed into the white ass so hard that Andrew nearly fell over.
"Paolo, act as a horse for Andrew to give the silly boy some stability!"
Paolo bent over in front of the white boy so that Andrew could drape his body over his. The naked white cock was still hard. It pushed between Paolo's legs and Paolo, delighted, held it and the white balls fast in his grip. A second lash hit the white ass and Paulo felt the white boy shudder, then a third and fourth. Each as hard as the first. Andrew began to sob. Paulo pumped the white dick to try to keep the boys erection.
Andrew was loud in his entreaties for Mr Obongo to stop whipping him.
"OK Paolo I'll support Andrew for Mr Obongo" a near naked David Mtalo came over, his jeans and top discarded and his black tool in magnicent erection. David loved nothing more than seeing a white boy whipped and, stripped to his butt clinging Calvin Klein briefs, he was determined to drink in Andrew's pain and humiliation. He pushed Paulo aside and yanking down his Calvins held Andrew by the shoulders. He shoved the end of his 12 inch tool into the white whipping boy's mouth.
"Suck my black dick, boy! Take it in further, boy. Open up!" He slapped the boy's face.He pushed the blonde's head down and shoved his ebony fuck tool in half way to his balls.
"Excellent lad! Keep the bitch sucking you!" Principal Musondo and Paolo knew a Black Alpha male when they saw one, and moved behind David, Paolo stroking his muscled black butt.
"I adore whipping white males! But they're hard to find this good. I want to make them all into our cunts." said Mr Obongo to David and anyone who cared to listen "Gives me a great thrill -- and the young ones are best. This one cries well too."
He lashed the boy again. Andrew wept as he sucked on David Mtalo's long fat cock.
"You see that, Mr Obongo." said Principal Musondo "Even when being thrashed this white boy can still service a large black cock like David's"
"Yeah, you said it Musonda. " He looked at the good looking arrogant young black fucking the white boy's mouth,
"You got a fine blackcock on you, nigga boy!"
"David is a student teacher, Mr Obongo, attached to us for a few weeks from the university."
"He's still a fine nigga boy. I guess you chose him for his nigga-cock eh Musonda?" He poked the principal playfully in the ribs "And a great ass on him! Wouldn't mind thrashing that fine nigga bubble-butt, boy!"
David shot his cum into Andrew's mouth quickly, as he sensed Obongo's interests getting uncomfortably close. Four spurts coated the boy's tongue mouth and lips.He held the blonde head on his cock up to the balls as Obongo lashed the boy once more. He was strangely thrilled at the thought of being beaten by this black barbarian. But shooting his cum into a white boy being soundly whipped by another black - wow that's special.
"Say thank you, you white cock-sucker" He pulled Andrew's face up to stare into his eyes and spat into his mouth.
"Thank you sir!"
"Fucking white bitch!" David walked off to find his jeans, and a drink. He thought he might get this boy to pay a visit to the university. The guys there would appreciate him.
Mr Obongo, his arm tiring got Andrew on all fours and rested his legs on his back. He felt the whipped ass where the weals were now emerging, The whipping of the blonde in Room 30 appeared to have stopped and all the little niggas were watching him being fucked by two buck naked blacks like they were all in a boxing match
"Can I fuck this boy up the ass?" he asked Musonda.
"Of course sir."
"Andrew,bend over the back of the sofa! Come along boy, we haven't got all night!" Paolo made a typical drama of pulling Andrew across the room by his cock and pushed him over the sofa. Ed Mashaba was now back in the main room still fucking the red assed Jamey and Vusi had his dick in the boy's mouth. Jamey had shot his load twice -- once at Mr Mashaba's request into the Banker's whisky -- he drank it down in one gulp -and the other time by mistake when he was being spanked over Mashaba's lap. The blacks now slamming into Jamey at each end -- his form teacher and his handsome rich new admirer - were now a little drunk, buck naked and making him beg for their "nigger dicks"
"Fuck my white ass, nigger! Fuck my white boy-cunt, with your niggerdick please sir!!!" he had yelled, thinking this was the only time that he would be able to say that to his form teacher without a caning.
If Mr Obongo's whipping of Andrew was so startling to everyone, it was nothing compared to the way he fucked the boy. As he ploughed the white ass he thought -- I really gotta get a boy like this at home and for the office. A white boy I can fuck whenever I want him. I must ask that Musonda guy what he does with his used ones; they're better than bitches and no-one wants them for anything these days. I could pick one up cheap. But I want an educated one, good home and stuff. More fun bringing the boy down. Thinking of is potential new home for his dick he moaned and filled the stricken white boy with load after load of the finest most expensive black man cum in Southern Africa.
To be continued!! Let me know what you think. philip_effiong@ yahoo.com