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I was on my way home from the adult book store when my cell phone started ringing.
"Hello."
"Get yo bitch ass over to my place." There was no mistaking Dontay's voice. And, of course, my dick started getting hard.
"How did you get my number?"
"Bitch, you don't get to ask me no mothafuckin' questions. Yo mouth is only good for one thing."
I didn't have lights and siren on my personal vehicle but that didn't stop me from driving like I did. I'm amazed I didn't run into any speed traps before pulling up to Dontay's apartment. Haley was long gone. She moved out after I arrested her man for DUI. He was still in jail. I knocked on the door. Dontay shouted, "It's open!"
I walked into the living room. The place was trashed. Dirty clothes were scattered around. Beer bottles and cigarette butts lying around on the carpet. There was an opened, empty pizza box next to a dark stain. Dontay was on the recliner, wearing something similar to what he was wearing the first time I saw him. And he was stroking it inside his pants again. He wasn't alone.
Kevin and two other black guys were on the couch. They were all watching a football game and drinking beer.
"I told you she'd be right over. Bitch can't get enough of my dick. Why the fuck you still got clothes on?"
I got undressed quickly and waited for him to tell me what to do next. I was a little embarrassed to be the only naked person in the room but my dick was still hard.
"Why ain't your mouth on my dick yet, faggot? Crawl yo stupid white ass over here and get to work."
I got on my hands and knees and navigated through the mess on the floor and took my place between his legs. He nodded at his dick, a silent order. I freed it from his shorts and started sucking.
Kevin and the other two guys would go back and forth from watching the football game to watching my head game. They would occasionally shout at the tv. I never cared for football so I didn't understand everything they were yelling about, but their team didn't seem to be doing so well.
Something happened with the game that got Dontay so excited that he stood up, shouting at the player on the tv. I kept sucking. Whatever happened pissed him and his buddies off. He yanked my head back and up so I could look him in the eyes while he slapped my face hard twice. Then he shoved me backwards on my ass.
Kevin spoke up, "Get over here, slut." As I crawled to him, he took off his pants. He kept his shoes on. I'm sure he didn't want his bare feet on that nasty floor. I kneeled between his legs and started sucking his dick.
Kevin looked over at his two buddies and said, "See, it ain't gay to let a white boy suck your dick. It's respect. You ain't gay if you fuck this white boy's pussy. You 'bout to know what it feels like to make a white boy yo bitch. Ain't that right ho?"
I lifted my mouth off his dick and said, "Yes sir."
He slapped me and yelled, "Bitch I didn't tell you to stop sucking! You better get this dick wet. It's 'bout to be in that pussy of your's."
I continued to suck, gag, choke, nearly throw up, until he'd had enough. He shoved me backwards on my ass just like Dontay did. "Make my boy happy, faggot." And he nodded the the guy sitting next to him. As I crawled the short distance, Kevin kicked me on the ass. I kneeled between this guy's legs and took out his soft dick.
He seemed to be more interested in the game on tv. That is, until I started giving him head. His dick came to life in my mouth. I felt the blood pumping into it as it started filling up and stretching my mouth. "Damn, she's better than my bitch!" He grabbed my head and started fucking my face. He seemed to really like the sound of me gagging on his dick. He found the place that made me do that and he did it over and over, getting himself even harder.
"Don't be greedy, Jay."
The guy next to him had a very deep voice. And really long dreads. And a pretty big dick that he was already stroking.
"My bad, T. She's good tho. You gonna see."
And he passed me on to the next dick.
T was a little more gentle than the others were, but still my jaw was starting to get sore. I had been on my knees, sucking dick for what I was pretty sure was an hour while they drank beer. When their beers were empty I would have to go to the kitchen to get more and then go back to sucking dick.
During a commercial break in the game, Dontay walked over to us and said, "Sorry T. I need some pussy."
Dontay grabbed my ankles and drug me on my hands and face through that nasty carpet to the middle of the room (reminding me of how I treated my last arrest). He put me on my hands and knees. He spit on my hole a few times and shoved his dick up in me. After a few strokes he pulled out and looked at his dick. "You already got some nigga's nut up in yo pussy. Fucking slut. You 'bout to get some mo'."
He started slamming it in hard. He would pull it all the way out and then shove it back in hard. He had me moaning again.
"Shut that bitch up. I'm tryna watch the game."
Kevin got up and went to the kitchen. He was still naked except for his shoes. He came back with a roll of duct tape. While Dontay was fucking up my hole with his huge dick, Kevin came around to my face. I started trying to suck his dick and he slapped me. He picked up a dirty sock from the floor and shoved it in my mouth. "This what you get you thirsty fucking bitch." Then he sealed the sock in my mouth with duct tape. He rolled it all the way around my head. I was thinking that shit was going to hurt when it came off.
Kevin didn't stop there. He put my hands behind my back and duct taped them together. Dontay never stopped fucking me during this. I was still on my knees with my ass in the air. My face and shoulders were supporting the rest of me. The sight of me like that must have ignited something in Dontay because he started going crazy on my pussy...I mean my ass. Oh fuck it. It's a pussy.
It didn't take him long to cum after Kevin tied me up. He growled while shooting his load in me. Then he kneeled down beside my face and wiped his dick all over my face and hair. Then he disappeared from my sight. I could feel his cum leaking out of my hole and running down my leg. While this was going on, the football game had ended with who they were pulling for losing. I didn't figure that would be good for me.
"You better stay like that you nasty bitch."
I did. I heard him leave the room. I could still see Kevin and his buddies on the couch. They were looking at me like I wasn't a person. Kevin was stroking his dick slowly. The other two had put their's back up but they were holding their dicks through their pants.
"Pussy ass white boys. That's how we lost, fucking white bitches like this one here."
I heard footsteps coming toward me. Dontay had come back in the living room. I heard what sounded like a belt buckle which I thought was odd since he was naked. Then I heard him snap the belt. Fuck, I know what's about to happen.
"You better not move, bitch."
And then Dontay started whipping me with a belt. Fuck fuck fuck fuck that hurt. All three guys on the couch were now jacking their dicks and laughing. I couldn't tell what part excited them more: seeing me bound and gagged, face down ass up, my muffled yells pleading for him to stop, or the eventual couple of tears that ran down my cheek. Either way, Dontay made it clear to me that he wasn't stopping until "there was no more white on this faggot's ass". I was almost numb by the time that happened.
Once the whipping stopped, Dontay announced he was getting another beer and Kevin stepped in behind me to fuck me. He was fucking me so hard that my face was getting carpet burns. Eventually he pulled out, knelt next my face and shot his cum all over my face and hair.
When he stepped back, T was already kneeling at my face and jacking off at it. His load was freaking huge. It was killing me not to be able to catch any of this cum in my whore mouth.
From the size of the new dick in my ass, I assumed Jay was fucking me now. I heard him spitting on me and felt it hitting the back of my head and shoulders. He did this a few times calling me a worthless fucking faggot bitch as he did. Dontay walked back in drinking beer. He stepped over my face and looked down at me. "You want some beer, bitch?" Silly me, I thought for a second that he would rip my tape off and let me have a drink. That was pretty fucking stupid of me to think that. He took a swig of beer and then spit it all out on my face and hair. He did it twice. "That's all you get, slut. I don't waste my beer on white bitches."
Jay stopped fucking me, came around to my face and shot his load on it too.
Dontay knelt down and ripped the duct tape off my head. I think that hurt worse than the fucking whipping he gave me. I was still tied. I let the sock fall out of my mouth. "Thank you, sir," I muttered like a submissive little bitch. Dontay took his fingers to my face and wiped as much cum as he could into my mouth. I ate it up like a hungry little bitch.
Dontay and Kevin jerked me up to my feet by my arms. They lifted me off the ground and drug me into the hallway bathroom. Jay and T followed. I figured I knew what was coming. They shoved me into the tub on my knees. My hands were still tied behind my back. Dontay was the first one to start pissing on me. He ordered me to open my mouth so he could aim for it. I did as I was told. Every one of them ended up pissing on me. Sometimes there were two at a time. Their piss washed the cum out of my hair. I mean, all of them had been drinking beer for at least 2 hours and I never saw anyone get up for the bathroom. Dontay said, "My boy Enrique said you loved this when they did it to you. You sick fucking freak." When their dicks were finished draining, Kevin came in with a knife. I got a little nervous, but then he told me to stand up and turn around. I did and he cut my hands loose.
"May I take a shower, sir?"
"Fuck you talking about bitch? We just gave yo ass a shower. Now get yo shit and get the fuck up out of my house!"
I did as ordered. I put my clothes back on and got out. As I was leaving, I noticed Jay and T giving Dontay some cash. I was hoping that they had bet against him for that game on tv. But, I was starting to think otherwise. I looked in the mirror of my car before I left the parking lot. I definitely had carpet burn on my face. My eyes were red from the cum that got in them. Or piss. I wondered what the fuck was happening to me. Still, I couldn't quit thinking about their dicks. Not until I got home and jacked off.
To be continued...