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Black Femdom POV (Takeesha) Ch. 01

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This is new for me; I’m going to write a story into the Black Dom POV. We’ll see how it goes. I hope you enjoy and again, I can’t please anyone but I know I’ve got lots of readers so thanks for your message. I really enjoy it and enjoy your recommendations and idea of how you would proceed with one story in particular. After this one, I’ll stop creating new one for a while I think I’ll just continue the one already there.

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My name is Takeesha, at first look people may think I’m just another usual black woman of 25 years old. I’m 5’9, dark skin, not overweight but got some curves at the right place especially my big butt. I’ve lived all my life in a black neighborhood before my mother decided to go elsewhere and I could say we were different from them. I’ve seen most of my black friends and black people date the same race… some were into interracial or just didn’t care much but it was classic romance. For me, it was different. All my family was all into white people because we loved to dominate them except for my sister, we loved to take them and use them as we see fit.

My mother was 50 years old and she was a big black woman, her name was Sheri and since my black father died from a motorcycle accident 15 years ago she’s now only dating white guy and sometimes black guy when she wants to cuckold the white guy she’s with. By the way, I’m lesbian. 100% lesbian I don’t even want to see anything from a guy they repulse me. Humiliating them the extreme way wouldn’t even pleasure me but my mom, she love them. She loves to get control over them. She’s with Harry now, she always called him Harriet cause he’s in chastity and she’s trying to make her look like a complete sissy. Harriet bald now and hairless. He’s doing the cleaning of the house and worship my mother whenever she wants. Oh well, let’s forget about my weird mom fantasy and let’s talk about my sister.

My sister Sally looks just like Rihanna but taller and she’s into white girls just like me but she’s softer than me. They kiss each other, they lick escort şişli each other and she’s not taking much control over them. I’m pretty sure most of them would love Sally to act like me. They need to be dominated to be happy. They need to understand what their place is. I caught my sister one day with a white girl in top of her and she was licking her pussy, she was not dominating my sister that’s for sure but that was weak. Oh well, I’m so much different than my sister. I hope she wakes up one day but she’s only 21.

As for me, I’m into white woman of all ages. What I love the most is forcing them, seeing them kneel and pay homage to my big black ass. They kiss it, rim it and lick it. They hate it at first but after a while, it’s like a drug they can’t live without it. I’ve met one white blonde girl named Julie. She was a slut before me, I mean she was never able to commit with one girl and was always in different relationship after one or two month. I made her kneel and lick my ass.

Today, I had a big day, I had to go see my friend Shelly who were 35 years old. She was with her rich white husband of 45 years old. She knew how I was sexually and she didn’t care. She told me, she wished she had that drive but she was much more into classic romance. Before going out i had to see me stupid sister kiss her girlfriend who looked like a pornstar named Lexi Belle. Funny thing about it, she had the same name. Lexi. So Sally said I love you to Lexi, Lexi hand was groping sally but and I could see all that. Sally was so much different than me, I just hoped it would end cause seeing my sister getting groped by a white girl made me mad. After a few seconds Lexi stopped and french kissed Sally again before getting out of the house.

Lexi didn’t know yet how I was with white girls and she even didn’t know how my mother was. Every time sally told them, they never came back. I told Sally goodbye and went to my friend’s house which was not that far from my mom house.

I opened the door of Shelly house; I sat on the escort bayan taksim sofa where she was. She stood up and served me some red wine. We chatted for a while; I touched her boobs complimenting her about how big it was and joked if she was pregnant. Shelly laughed and said, not yet. Shelly told me she would love to get pregnant but she can’t right now cause of her stepdaughter. She’s too rebellious and seems to hate her to death. Shelly told me she dress like a cheap prostitute all the time. Her name was Bianca and she was the white daughter of her boyfriend Mike. Bianca was a cute brunette, really athletic. Small boobs, small butt. She have been caught several times stealing money from Mike and Shelly. Mike was not enough hard on her and always forgive her behaviors.

The door opened and it was Bianca, damn my friend was right she was stunning but dressed like a cheap whore for sure. She had no bra so we could see her nipple rubbing her pink tank top. She had a very small skirt too.

“You kidding girl? I can see your ass from where I am. Get something more appropriate right now,” said Shelly completely exasperated!

Bianca was 21 years old and was rolling is eyes looking at her stepmom.

“You’re not my mom, go fuck yourself,” said Bianca.

Wow, I could not believe how rude that little bitch was to my friend. Bianca got upstairs in her room and shut the door really hard. Shelly was starting to cry a bit, not a lot. She was clearly out of solution. Her cellphone rang, she answered after letting it ring 2 times. She said to me to get more wine because she had maybe 10 to 20 minute, it was an important call for her business. I got some more wine but then I decided to upstairs.

I opened Bianca door, she was on her bed. I sat next to her, started to talk to her. Bianca told me her stepmom didn’t understand her and was always telling her to dress better and not like a slut.

“You know why she’s saying that? She doesn’t you to be used. When I look at you, what I’m seeing kartal escort bayan is… a slut. Do you want be treated like a slut,” I said.

“Whaaat,” said Bianca confused?

“Look at your tits, I can play with it without doing much because they are pretty much exposed and I could play with your pussy just like I’m doing right now without any difficulty. You dressed like a slut; well you’re going to be treated like a slut. I’m going to put my ass on your face and you’re going to worship my pussy and my ass,” I said.

Bianca didn’t even fight; I lifted my skirt and exposed my ass to her. I made her kneel down on the floor and put my ass in her face. Bianca was licking my pussy like there’s no tomorrow she was really into it and it didn’t surprise me. She licked my hairy pussy entering her tongue deep in it and playing with my big clit. I picked her neck rougly and asked her to open her mouth, I started to masturbate really hard and squirt on her mouth. I forced her to lick down what she missed on the floor. After that, I put my ass in her face again and now she licked my sweaty ass. Damn, she was already into it too. She enjoyed that so much. I took my strap on and started fucking her in her ass and in her pussy but mainly in her ass. I wanted to make her suffer like the slut she was. She needed to learn respect and there was no other way to learn it.

The door opened and it was shelly, she was shocked. She told me what the fuck I was doing and I told her Bianca was a real slut and she needed to be treated as such. I told my friend to remove her panties, Bianca will worship her body. Shelly did that and Bianca started to lick shelly hairless pussy. Shelly was closing her eyes like she was about to cum, Bianca clearly was attracted to her stepmother. I’ve picked shelly neck again, slapped her and told her she will have to deserve that black pussy now.

I’ve put Bianca face directly in Shelly ass. I told her to sniff her ass and remember that from now on she’s going to be Shelly’s own personal slut. I told her to say it.

“I’m Shelly personal slut, please… let me lick her again,” said Bianca unable to control her sexual desire anymore.

Bianca licked Shelly ass and that was it for me, I left the house really happy. It was time to meet my white slave at the mall.

Struggle

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He grabbed a tight handful of my hair and pulled my open mouth all the way down onto his cock. I felt it plunge into my throat just before I gagged, pulling back, fighting for air. Growling wordlessly, he thrust into my mouth again and again, fucking my face without mercy. I choked and struggled, trying to give him pleasure, trying harder for air and space. I knew he loved the struggle and fight I put up when he wanted me to take him all the way down. He loved to hear me choke on his cock while I tried to obey, to pleasure him.

Suddenly he pushed me away. I sprawled onto my back, looking up at him, panting. “Close your eyes and keep them closed, slave. Do you understand?”

I nodded, closing them obediently. I heard him moving around the room and then felt him returning to the bed, to my side. A quiet moment and then-oh God!-pain bit deeply into my nipple as he applied the toothed clamp. I gasped, shrinking back, my hands coming up to cradle and cover my other breast.

“What are your hands doing?” he asked, a small amount of amusement coloring his words.

Moaning, “I’m sorry, Master,” I pulled my hands back, screwing my eyes more tightly closed. I held my breath and tried to be still.

Pain, again. Sharp and biting as he seated the second clamp around my other nipple. I sobbed aloud at the lancing pain, the sob becoming a scream when he pulled the cord that connected the two clamps. Arcing up off the bed, I tried to follow his fingers as they made the cord dance and sway in the air above me.

“Keep them closed, slave,” he reminded me sternly, one hand manipulating the cord, the other stroking against my clit, circling and pushing, driving me wild with arousal.

He worked me hard, offering wild red pain with one hand and incredibly smooth pleasure görükle escort with the other. I screamed and begged and spread my legs widely while trying not to move my breasts at all. In the end, as always, I begged him to let me cum.

Keeping his finger on my clit, he let the cord fall onto my body as he finally gave me the permission I sought. I exploded then, screaming, writhing, my body a thing of fire and flame, completely out of my control.

I was gasping, still riding the wracking waves of pleasure he had manufactured in me, and barely noticed when he rolled me to my tummy and pulled my hips up toward him. He slapped my ass hard as my spasms ended. In response, I whimpered, balling my hands into the bedclothes, holding on. I knew what was coming. Deep moans escaped me as he roughly smeared my slippery juices against the tight ring of my ass.

“Horny bitch,” he said in a hoarse whisper, positioning himself behind me. “Keep your eyes closed and your hands over your head. Don’t make me use a blindfold. Don’t make me tie your hands up there. Obey me, slave.”

He pushed his cock against my ass, its head jamming hard until it popped through my sphincter. I screamed, the sensation of being torn open by his cock always exciting me through the pain.

“No noise,” he ordered, panting a little as the rest of his cock slid in easily. He rested a moment, his belly against my ass, his cock lodged deeply inside me, stretching me. “Gag yourself then put your hands back over your head.”

Keening in pain, I searched through the bedding for a gag. My fingertips brushed a towel and I grasped it, stuffing one corner into my mouth. It was enough. No one would hear my high-pitched screams pleasure, of pain, screams that his rutting bursa görükle escort into my ass would force from me.

He pulled out, the tip of his cock resting just inside my ass, then swiftly thrust in again, taking me fully, deeply, causing me to scream again, the gag muffling it. I reached back to slip a finger up against my erect clit.

“No,” he ordered me, pushing my hand away. His voice was ragged with lust. “Keep both hands above your head. Lace your fingers together. Keep them there no matter what.” He slapped my thigh, hard, and fucked deeply into my ass again. “Keep your ass up and your eyes closed, slave.”

I slid my hands to the top of the bed and laced my fingers tightly into each other. Hunching a little under him, I tried to keep my clamped nipples off the bed.

He thrust into me again, his whole length knifing deeply, his body resting hard and heavy on mine. I felt my nipples dragging against the bedding as he pulled out and cried into the gag at the intense spiking pain.

Again and again he pulled out and thrust, filling my ass completely. Eventually the pain receded. Incredible, deep, wild pleasure began to color my mind and dictate my responses. I started to thrust back toward him, crying out into my gag with the return of clawing, pounding need.

He fucked my ass slowly, thoroughly, with long full intense strokes. I fucked him back, wild impatience and red need in full bloom. I moaned, my eyes closed, my fingers clutched and threaded together above my head, even my cruelly clamped nipples swollen and ripe with arousal.

His thrusts became harder, deeper, faster. I screamed into my gag again but now it was screams of need, screams of hot wet crazed obedience to his pounding lust. bursa eskort My ass was open to him, gripping him tightly, taking him fully, wanting more and faster and harder.

He began to smack my thigh with a paddle in time with each shuddering thrust. I howled and shook with each blow but the pain quickly became another kind of pleasure, sharper and more strident than what I was feeling in my ass, edged and violent, but pleasure nonetheless.

My cunt was dripping now, and my clit was aflame. My body shuddered under his thrusts. I felt my control slip as I neared the edge and tried to ask permission but the gag prevented it. A final deep, bone jarring thrust of his cock into my ass, a final stinging slap with the paddle, and I simply melted into a shattering orgasm. I released, screaming shuddering pleasure into the sodden towel gag.

As i orgasmed, he continued to fuck wildly into my ass. As I shook and screamed, pleasure engulfing me, his orgasm began, too. He dropped the paddle and his hard hands dug into my waist. He ground into me as he pulsed and thrust and released over and over into my ass.

Slowing, panting, shaking with relief, we finally parted. He slid out of me and rolled onto his back. I turned toward him, mewling at the clamps, holding my aching breasts for him to see. He negligently pulled the clamps off each nipple, laughing a little when I cried out at the pain of returning sensation.

Reaching for me, he pulled me down to his side. I snuggled with him, holding and being held, feeling his pulse slow, and listening to his breathing go back to normal. His big hard hands stroked over my sweaty skin, swirling patterns across my bottom, and he murmured indistinctly of how greatly I pleased him.

“Shall I get a warm washcloth for you, Master?” I asked, my voice hoarse after the gagged screaming, knowing he liked my personal service and attention to his comfort.

“In a minute,” he told me, a smile in his voice, stroking my hair, my back, touching me gently and with tender affection. “Stay here. Just lie here with me for now, my love.”