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Best-selling author Jack Norman now brings you a hard inter-racial story, featuring a young white blonde woman ruthlessly exploited by a powerful black pimp. It is a strong story for our times but, be warned, it’s not for the faint-hearted or the politically-correct!

Nikki Hardy is a lovely young unmarried mother, living in a shabby red-light area of a large city. When her partner is gaoled for petty larceny, she is left with his debt to a ruthless drugs dealer. Other financial problems pile up too. Nikki is enthralled by the racy stories of the working girls in the area, and she eventually tries to turn a couple of amateur tricks to solve her money worries. However, her naïve adventure backfires and she attracts the interest of Sonny Douce, a notorious black pimp in the area. Sonny cunningly uses Judson, a younger pimp, to make Nikki into a white whore and ‘break her in’. Nikki is powerless to resist as she descends in a spiral of depravity, through brothels, seedy night clubs, escort services and porn films. When Nikki is thoroughly broken, Sonny reclaims her, but Judson has already earmarked Michelle, Nikki’s innocent young sister, as her replacement in his stable of white whores.

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“Maintain your position and look up at the ceiling. Raise your chin high, look directly above you.”
Nikki, stripped naked for inspection, numbly obeyed. She could feel her shoulder muscles bunch as her arms were forced back, straining her neck, and feeling her breasts pushed unnaturally high on her rib cage.
“Very good,” the black pimp said. “You are learning fast. Now stay like that until I give you permission to move, and listen to me. This is my trade. I know every crease, every fold, every curve of my white whores: birthmarks, scars, blemishes, shape, size… I get to know you all. I shall soon know everything about you, Nikki.”
Nikki shuddered inwardly. He was right behind her. His large, surprisingly cold hand reached round to cup her left breast. Nicola struggled momentarily against him, but she settled and allowed him to hold her closely to his body, his hand under her breast, fingers toying with the yielding flesh. She was surprised at the hard, almost painful protuberance of her nipple.
“There’s a price to pay for failed adventure, Nikki. You wanted to see what it’s like being a whore. OK, so you get your wish. Do you really think I’d pass up a chance like this? This is what you wanted, anyway, isn’t it? It’s the little slut in you, trying to get out. Well, as from this minute, there’s no need to pretend. This is it, girl, no choice. You are now one of my white whores.”
“No,” she said.
Sonny reached forward to her vulva, brushing the pubic hair aside, stroking along the slit until he found moisture there, pinching the outer lips until they plumped out, and then probing at the upper juncture, easing back the clitoral hood, and teasing the hardened little bud there. Nikki gasped and squirmed, grunting in protest, as much as her out-thrust tongue would allow. Yet, she knew that, despite herself, despite hating her own treacherous body, despite fighting the overwhelming urges that unaccountably stirred within her, she was responding to his touch. Sonny was incredibly skilled, she realised - demonically so, it seemed to her at that moment - and he elicited instinctive and unstoppable responses from her body in a practised manner that outdid any man who had previously touched her in that way. He was renowned for it, of course, she thought through the haze that was rising around her consciousness and reasoning.
Nikki yelped as Sonny suddenly dug his fingers into her cunt and simultaneously grasped her breast hard, using these defining zones of her womanhood to spin her round to face him. Then, still holding her by her cunt, his thumb on her pubic bone and fingers pressing forward, he released her breast and reached up to grasp a substantial hank of her long blonde hair. Without warning, using both his grip on her vagina and the tangle of her hair wrapped around his fist, he began to shake her to and fro, violently, like a rag doll. She found herself screeching, arms flailing now, stumbling back and forth on her high heels, trying to keep her feet, one hand reaching out in an attempt to steady her while the other grasped vainly at his fist atop her head. This went on for what seemed almost a minute, although it was probably considerably less.
“Welcome to my stable, Nikki,” Sonny said, finally steadying her and but not releasing his grip. “This is a very mild taster of my disciplinary methods. All of my white whores do as they‘re told, instantly, without question.” He shook her again. “Is that clear?”
Tears suddenly streamed down her cheeks and then heard herself screech as he shook her again.
“Is that clear?”
“Yes,” she yelped.
“Good,” Sonny said, releasing her and sitting on the solitary chair in the room. “Now, let’s do some stocktaking.”
Nicola fucked by Sonny
Thoroughly chastened, fear overwhelming her anger and resentment, she obediently approached to stand within a foot of his chair when he beckoned her towards him. Sonny’s eyes were now at the level of her pubic thatch. Remembering his words, she imagined him studying every dimple and pucker, the brown birthmark beneath the fair thatch, the slight chicken-pox scar beneath her left breast. She stared determinedly above his head.
“Turn and bend.”
“Please…”
“Place your hands behind your head again. Turn sideways on, and bend at the waist.”
Nicola did as she was told. She knew that he was assessing the hang of her pendent breasts, which suddenly seemed heavy, like udders, beneath her. Anger flared in her mind. And then fear. Was she really going to find herself working as a whore? It wasn’t possible, surely? His hand cradled her right breast. She gasped.
“Steady, little slut,” he said soothingly, as if talking to a fretful horse, as he held the pendent flesh in the palm if his hand. “Stay, now. Stay like that.”
She was incredulous at her own placidity, even as she obeyed, allowing his words to calm her. Sonny’s hand, hefting her breast, as if weighing it, was very black against the white flesh that spilled between his splayed fingers. Then his other hand was on her buttock, stroking, running over the back of her thigh, fingers curling to feel the soft flesh between her legs above the lacy stocking tops. Nikki squirmed a little against his hands but otherwise maintained her position. The nipple of the cradled breast was now throbbing, pinched hard within the entrapping, squeezing fingers.
Nevertheless, Nikki maintained the position, even when his hands left her… bent at the waist, hands clasped behind her head. He shuffled the chair back and stood up, moving behind her. She jerked forward, startled, when he stroked her sex, but remained still as he gently parted the nether lips, probing, feeling the shame-inducing wetness there. Nikki found herself breathing deeply, resisting the instinctive urge to move on his intimate touch.
Then he was standing in front of her, one hand on her bowed head while the other slowly, deliberately, lowered the zip of his trousers. His erect penis was presented inches from Nikki’s face. She gasped. Nikki had never even seen a cock as big as that before. “No,” she said, clamping her mouth shut and shaking her head.
Nikki felt her hair grasped again and she received another painful shaking, renewing the pain in her scalp, keeping her bent double. He dragged her head towards the stiff member, battering her lips against the large, purple glans. She reluctantly opened her mouth, wide, as widely as she could, until her jaw felt as though it was breaking, and then managed to take the cock head into her mouth. She heard him exhale loudly. He still grasped her hair, manipulating her movements, pulling her onto him, making her gag on the hard flesh. She sank to her knees, and began to apply herself to the task, her head bobbing up and down, and her hands clasping at his buttocks. Her pace quickened and she could feel his tightening muscles and hear the quickening pace of his breathing. He pumped his cock back and forth in her mouth, making her gag, filling her completely, and she felt as if her throat was bulging dangerously. Nikki sensed that he was nearing a climax and she sucked harder at the cock, her hand rolling the sac of his balls, desperate to bring the ordeal to a speedy conclusion. Suddenly, she felt a hard blow to her head and she reeled way, stunned, falling to her side.
“Bitch,” Sonny laughed. “Thought you could turn a quick and easy trick, uh? No way, baby. Old Sonny is way too experienced to fall for that. This is going to be a real value for money fuck, believe me. Get on all fours, Nikki.”
“Please, I?”
“Get on your hands and knees. Turn round. Arse raised, tits and head on the floor.” Nikki was made to fold herself tightly, pressing her knees forward until her breasts were compressed against her thighs, the flesh bulging slightly to each side of her body. She shuddered, knowing the way that her sex was exposed to him. Then she squealed in surprise as a finger smoothly slid entered her anus, and then another, stretching her, and then a third, causing her to yelp in pain as he stretched her intolerably. Jud did not desist, however. She groaned, her cheek rubbing against the pile of the carpet, as she felt him manipulating and contorting his fingers insider her.
His hand stroked along the sodden inner lips of her cunt. Then, his fingers were extracted from her anus, and she found the hard, impossibly large head of his cock pressing against her sex lips. For a ludicrous moment, she was grateful that he had not tried to take her anally. He pushed forward and she spread her thighs to take the monster, the head entering and stretching her before he paused. His hands her were on her thighs, pulling her back onto him as he thrust violently forward. She screeched this time, as his huge cock rammed forward, impaling her on a wide stake of flesh. The force of his fucking drove her forward bodily on carpet, still folded tightly, her toes and fingers digging into the pile. He was thrust harder into her to the hilt, and she could feel his hairy pelvis grinning against her buttocks, and his balls slapping wildly against her thighs with each thrust. Her cunt, now stretched and completely filled, had never before been penetrated by anything so huge. The inner fleshy leaves were tightly wrapped around his cock and they were dragged back and forth with each pistoning thrust. He rammed into her again and she cried out once more. She felt his hands gripping her thighs as he began to piston smoothly back and forth, easing her along, his big cock moving rhythmically inside her, not battering but coaxing and cajoling. She had no choice but to go with him, to be ridden, rocking smoothly, lost now. The friction and stretching had ceased to induce pain and it had been replaced with rising tide of pleasure, making her lunge forward. However, Sonny was in charge. He was taking her, and he dictated the pace. So she obeyed his body, rolling along with him, sometimes at a canter, sometimes in a wild gallop, but always under his control. The huge, rampant cock had become her Master, she realised. Her objective mind tried to take over, tried to deny and suppress her own sensations, but the urge rose like an irresistible tide. Again she found herself trying to lead him along, grinding her bottom in counter to the smooth rhythm of his thrusts, attempting to speed him forward. Sonny resisted her demands for a while, giving sufficient time to establish his dominance and mastery. Then, when he chose the moment, his prick began to pound into her, his pelvis hammering against her as he drove forward. Nikki was amazed and lost in the feel of his cock as it pistoned back and forth, driving her to a final surge, of hitherto unknown animal lust, released by her very lack of choice and freedom. The sound of blood rushed in her ears, her heart pounded, she could vaguely hear her own moans, and the guttural grunts of the man who was riding her. She was fast approaching a devastating orgasm and knew that the heat was about to thoroughly, completely overwhelm her. Her feminine soul, she knew at that moment through a red haze, resided in her stretched cunt, ready to grasp and embrace the slamming thrust of the alien massive cock.
Then the orgasm exploded within her, flooding over her senses, through her very being, all-engulfing and shattering. She could not conceal it and her whole body was wracked by minor convulsions as the sheath of her cunt clamped and spasmed tightly about his cock. He pistoned backwards and forward harder, ever faster, and she heard herself moaning gutturally. Then, incredibly, as had never happened to her before, she found herself almost screaming ecstatically as the orgasm flooded her senses in a raging maelstrom. Nikki fucked wildly, her folded body bucking and writhing, writhing back onto him, and even as the multi-coloured flood began to subside she was only vaguely aware of his roar as he climaxed, as he came inside her.
Her fucking had been hard run. Sonny eased off, pumping less fiercely now, even stroking her arched back. He shuddered and thrust fully into her but she could feel the pressure in her cunt easing as his cock lost its fierce tumescence. When he withdrew, her sore flesh felt the tension as the now-flaccid member withdrew from her pussy, Nikki slumped forward and lay prone on the floor. She remained like that for some time, used and utterly spent, only vaguely aware of what was going on in the room.
“Yeah, well, you fuck well enough, Nikki. Welcome to your life as a white whore. You’ll be fine punanni once you’re broken in.”
“No,” she said wearily, “You’ll never break me in.”
The black pimp smiled and said. “We shall see about that, Nikki.”


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“Maintain your position and look up at the ceiling. Raise your chin high, look directly above you.”

Nikki, stripped naked for inspection, numbly obeyed. She could feel her shoulder muscles bunch as her arms were forced back, straining
her neck, and feeling her breasts pushed unnaturally high on her rib cage.

“Very good,” the black pimp said. “You are learning fast. Now stay like that until I give you permission to move, and listen to me.
This is my trade. I know every crease, every fold, every curve of my white whores: birthmarks, scars, blemishes, shape, size… I get to know
you all. I shall soon know everything about you, Nikki.”

Nikki shuddered inwardly. He was right behind her. His large, surprisingly cold hand reached round to cup her left breast. Nicola
struggled momentarily against him, but she settled and allowed him to hold her closely to his body, his hand under her breast, fingers
toying with the yielding flesh. She was surprised at the hard, almost painful protuberance of her nipple.

“There’s a price to pay for failed adventure, Nikki. You wanted to see what it’s like being a whore. OK, so you get your wish. Do
you really think I’d pass up a chance like this? This is what you wanted, anyway, isn’t it? It’s the little slut in you, trying to get
out. Well, as from this minute, there’s no need to pretend. This is it, girl, no choice. You are now one of my white whores.”

“No,” she said.

Sonny reached forward to her vulva, brushing the pubic hair aside, stroking along the slit until he found moisture there, pinching the
outer lips until they plumped out, and then probing at the upper juncture, easing back the clitoral hood, and teasing the hardened little
bud there. Nikki gasped and squirmed, grunting in protest, as much as her out-thrust tongue would allow. Yet, she knew that, despite
herself, despite hating her own treacherous body, despite fighting the overwhelming urges that unaccountably stirred within her, she was
responding to his touch. Sonny was incredibly skilled, she realised - demonically so, it seemed to her at that moment - and he elicited
instinctive and unstoppable responses from her body in a practised manner that outdid any man who had previously touched her in that way.
He was renowned for it, of course, she thought through the haze that was rising around her consciousness and reasoning.

Nikki yelped as Sonny suddenly dug his fingers into her cunt and simultaneously grasped her breast hard, using these defining zones of
her womanhood to spin her round to face him. Then, still holding her by her cunt, his thumb on her pubic bone and fingers pressing
forward, he released her breast and reached up to grasp a substantial hank of her long blonde hair. Without warning, using both his grip on
her vagina and the tangle of her hair wrapped around his fist, he began to shake her to and fro, violently, like a rag doll. She found
herself screeching, arms flailing now, stumbling back and forth on her high heels, trying to keep her feet, one hand reaching out in an
attempt to steady her while the other grasped vainly at his fist atop her head. This went on for what seemed almost a minute, although it
was probably considerably less.

“Welcome to my stable, Nikki,” Sonny said, finally steadying her and but not releasing his grip. “This is a very mild taster of my
disciplinary methods. All of my white whores do as they‘re told, instantly, without question.” He shook her again. “Is that clear?”

Tears suddenly streamed down her cheeks and then heard herself screech as he shook her again.

“Is that clear?”

“Yes,” she yelped.

“Good,” Sonny said, releasing her and sitting on the solitary chair in the room. “Now, let’s do some stocktaking.”

Nicola fucked by Sonny

Thoroughly chastened, fear overwhelming her anger and resentment, she obediently approached to stand within a foot of his chair when
he beckoned her towards him. Sonny’s eyes were now at the level of her pubic thatch. Remembering his words, she imagined him studying
every dimple and pucker, the brown birthmark beneath the fair thatch, the slight chicken-pox scar beneath her left breast. She stared
determinedly above his head.

“Turn and bend.”

“Please…”

“Place your hands behind your head again. Turn sideways on, and bend at the waist.”

Nicola did as she was told. She knew that he was assessing the hang of her pendent breasts, which suddenly seemed heavy, like udders,
beneath her. Anger flared in her mind. And then fear. Was she really going to find herself working as a whore? It wasn’t possible,
surely? His hand cradled her right breast. She gasped.

“Steady, little slut,” he said soothingly, as if talking to a fretful horse, as he held the pendent flesh in the palm if his hand.
“Stay, now. Stay like that.”

She was incredulous at her own placidity, even as she obeyed, allowing his words to calm her. Sonny’s hand, hefting her breast, as if
weighing it, was very black against the white flesh that spilled between his splayed fingers. Then his other hand was on her buttock,
stroking, running over the back of her thigh, fingers curling to feel the soft flesh between her legs above the lacy stocking tops. Nikki
squirmed a little against his hands but otherwise maintained her position. The nipple of the cradled breast was now throbbing, pinched hard
within the entrapping, squeezing fingers.

Nevertheless, Nikki maintained the position, even when his hands left her… bent at the waist, hands clasped behind her head. He
shuffled the chair back and stood up, moving behind her. She jerked forward, startled, when he stroked her sex, but remained still as he
gently parted the nether lips, probing, feeling the shame-inducing wetness there. Nikki found herself breathing deeply, resisting the
instinctive urge to move on his intimate touch.

Then he was standing in front of her, one hand on her bowed head while the other slowly, deliberately, lowered the zip of his
trousers. His erect penis was presented inches from Nikki’s face. She gasped. Nikki had never even seen a cock as big as that before.
“No,” she said, clamping her mouth shut and shaking her head.

Nikki felt her hair grasped again and she received another painful shaking, renewing the pain in her scalp, keeping her bent double.
He dragged her head towards the stiff member, battering her lips against the large, purple glans. She reluctantly opened her mouth, wide,
as widely as she could, until her jaw felt as though it was breaking, and then managed to take the cock head into her mouth. She heard him
exhale loudly. He still grasped her hair, manipulating her movements, pulling her onto him, making her gag on the hard flesh. She sank to
her knees, and began to apply herself to the task, her head bobbing up and down, and her hands clasping at his buttocks. Her pace quickened
and she could feel his tightening muscles and hear the quickening pace of his breathing. He pumped his cock back and forth in her mouth,
making her gag, filling her completely, and she felt as if her throat was bulging dangerously. Nikki sensed that he was nearing a climax
and she sucked harder at the cock, her hand rolling the sac of his balls, desperate to bring the ordeal to a speedy conclusion. Suddenly,
she felt a hard blow to her head and she reeled way, stunned, falling to her side.

“Bitch,” Sonny laughed. “Thought you could turn a quick and easy trick, uh? No way, baby. Old Sonny is way too experienced to fall
for that. This is going to be a real value for money fuck, believe me. Get on all fours, Nikki.”

“Please, I?”

“Get on your hands and knees. Turn round. Arse raised, tits and head on the floor.” Nikki was made to fold herself tightly, pressing
her knees forward until her breasts were compressed against her thighs, the flesh bulging slightly to each side of her body. She shuddered,
knowing the way that her sex was exposed to him. Then she squealed in surprise as a finger smoothly slid entered her anus, and then
another, stretching her, and then a third, causing her to yelp in pain as he stretched her intolerably. Jud did not desist, however. She
groaned, her cheek rubbing against the pile of the carpet, as she felt him manipulating and contorting his fingers insider her.

His hand stroked along the sodden inner lips of her cunt. Then, his fingers were extracted from her anus, and she found the hard,
impossibly large head of his cock pressing against her sex lips. For a ludicrous moment, she was grateful that he had not tried to take her
anally. He pushed forward and she spread her thighs to take the monster, the head entering and stretching her before he paused. His hands
her were on her thighs, pulling her back onto him as he thrust violently forward. She screeched this time, as his huge cock rammed forward,
impaling her on a wide stake of flesh. The force of his fucking drove her forward bodily on carpet, still folded tightly, her toes and
fingers digging into the pile. He was thrust harder into her to the hilt, and she could feel his hairy pelvis grinning against her
buttocks, and his balls slapping wildly against her thighs with each thrust. Her cunt, now stretched and completely filled, had never
before been penetrated by anything so huge. The inner fleshy leaves were tightly wrapped around his cock and they were dragged back and
forth with each pistoning thrust. He rammed into her again and she cried out once more. She felt his hands gripping her thighs as he
began to piston smoothly back and forth, easing her along, his big cock moving rhythmically inside her, not battering but coaxing and
cajoling. She had no choice but to go with him, to be ridden, rocking smoothly, lost now. The friction and stretching had ceased to induce
pain and it had been replaced with rising tide of pleasure, making her lunge forward. However, Sonny was in charge. He was taking her, and
he dictated the pace. So she obeyed his body, rolling along with him, sometimes at a canter, sometimes in a wild gallop, but always under
his control. The huge, rampant cock had become her Master, she realised. Her objective mind tried to take over, tried to deny and suppress
her own sensations, but the urge rose like an irresistible tide. Again she found herself trying to lead him along, grinding her bottom in
counter to the smooth rhythm of his thrusts, attempting to speed him forward. Sonny resisted her demands for a while, giving sufficient
time to establish his dominance and mastery. Then, when he chose the moment, his prick began to pound into her, his pelvis hammering
against her as he drove forward. Nikki was amazed and lost in the feel of his cock as it pistoned back and forth, driving her to a final
surge, of hitherto unknown animal lust, released by her very lack of choice and freedom. The sound of blood rushed in her ears, her heart
pounded, she could vaguely hear her own moans, and the guttural grunts of the man who was riding her. She was fast approaching a
devastating orgasm and knew that the heat was about to thoroughly, completely overwhelm her. Her feminine soul, she knew at that moment
through a red haze, resided in her stretched cunt, ready to grasp and embrace the slamming thrust of the alien massive cock.

Then the orgasm exploded within her, flooding over her senses, through her very being, all-engulfing and shattering. She could not
conceal it and her whole body was wracked by minor convulsions as the sheath of her cunt clamped and spasmed tightly about his cock. He
pistoned backwards and forward harder, ever faster, and she heard herself moaning gutturally. Then, incredibly, as had never happened to
her before, she found herself almost screaming ecstatically as the orgasm flooded her senses in a raging maelstrom. Nikki fucked wildly,
her folded body bucking and writhing, writhing back onto him, and even as the multi-coloured flood began to subside she was only vaguely
aware of his roar as he climaxed, as he came inside her.

Her fucking had been hard run. Sonny eased off, pumping less fiercely now, even stroking her arched back. He shuddered and thrust
fully into her but she could feel the pressure in her cunt easing as his cock lost its fierce tumescence. When he withdrew, her sore flesh
felt the tension as the now-flaccid member withdrew from her pussy, Nikki slumped forward and lay prone on the floor. She remained like
that for some time, used and utterly spent, only vaguely aware of what was going on in the room.

“Yeah, well, you fuck well enough, Nikki. Welcome to your life as a white whore. You’ll be fine punanni once you’re broken in.”

“No,” she said wearily, “You’ll never break me in.”

The black pimp smiled and said. “We shall see about that, Nikki.”


Excerpt..

“Maintain your position and look up at the ceiling. Raise your chin high, look directly above you.”


Nikki, stripped naked for inspection, numbly obeyed. She could feel her shoulder muscles bunch as her arms were forced back, straining

her neck, and feeling her breasts pushed unnaturally high on her rib cage.


“Very good,” the black pimp said. “You are learning fast. Now stay like that until I give you permission to move, and listen to me.

This is my trade. I know every crease, every fold, every curve of my white whores: birthmarks, scars, blemishes, shape, size… I get to know

you all. I shall soon know everything about you, Nikki.”


Nikki shuddered inwardly. He was right behind her. His large, surprisingly cold hand reached round to cup her left breast. Nicola

struggled momentarily against him, but she settled and allowed him to hold her closely to his body, his hand under her breast, fingers

toying with the yielding flesh. She was surprised at the hard, almost painful protuberance of her nipple.


“There’s a price to pay for failed adventure, Nikki. You wanted to see what it’s like being a whore. OK, so you get your wish. Do

you really think I’d pass up a chance like this? This is what you wanted, anyway, isn’t it? It’s the little slut in you, trying to get

out. Well, as from this minute, there’s no need to pretend. This is it, girl, no choice. You are now one of my white whores.”


“No,” she said.


Sonny reached forward to her vulva, brushing the pubic hair aside, stroking along the slit until he found moisture there, pinching the

outer lips until they plumped out, and then probing at the upper juncture, easing back the clitoral hood, and teasing the hardened little

bud there. Nikki gasped and squirmed, grunting in protest, as much as her out-thrust tongue would allow. Yet, she knew that, despite

herself, despite hating her own treacherous body, despite fighting the overwhelming urges that unaccountably stirred within her, she was

responding to his touch. Sonny was incredibly skilled, she realised - demonically so, it seemed to her at that moment - and he elicited

instinctive and unstoppable responses from her body in a practised manner that outdid any man who had previously touched her in that way.

He was renowned for it, of course, she thought through the haze that was rising around her consciousness and reasoning.


Nikki yelped as Sonny suddenly dug his fingers into her cunt and simultaneously grasped her breast hard, using these defining zones of

her womanhood to spin her round to face him. Then, still holding her by her cunt, his thumb on her pubic bone and fingers pressing

forward, he released her breast and reached up to grasp a substantial hank of her long blonde hair. Without warning, using both his grip on

her vagina and the tangle of her hair wrapped around his fist, he began to shake her to and fro, violently, like a rag doll. She found

herself screeching, arms flailing now, stumbling back and forth on her high heels, trying to keep her feet, one hand reaching out in an

attempt to steady her while the other grasped vainly at his fist atop her head. This went on for what seemed almost a minute, although it

was probably considerably less.


“Welcome to my stable, Nikki,” Sonny said, finally steadying her and but not releasing his grip. “This is a very mild taster of my

disciplinary methods. All of my white whores do as they‘re told, instantly, without question.” He shook her again. “Is that clear?”


Tears suddenly streamed down her cheeks and then heard herself screech as he shook her again.


“Is that clear?”


“Yes,” she yelped.


“Good,” Sonny said, releasing her and sitting on the solitary chair in the room. “Now, let’s do some stocktaking.”


Nicola fucked by Sonny


Thoroughly chastened, fear overwhelming her anger and resentment, she obediently approached to stand within a foot of his chair when

he beckoned her towards him. Sonny’s eyes were now at the level of her pubic thatch. Remembering his words, she imagined him studying

every dimple and pucker, the brown birthmark beneath the fair thatch, the slight chicken-pox scar beneath her left breast. She stared

determinedly above his head.


“Turn and bend.”


“Please…”


“Place your hands behind your head again. Turn sideways on, and bend at the waist.”


Nicola did as she was told. She knew that he was assessing the hang of her pendent breasts, which suddenly seemed heavy, like udders,

beneath her. Anger flared in her mind. And then fear. Was she really going to find herself working as a whore? It wasn’t possible,

surely? His hand cradled her right breast. She gasped.


“Steady, little slut,” he said soothingly, as if talking to a fretful horse, as he held the pendent flesh in the palm if his hand.

“Stay, now. Stay like that.”


She was incredulous at her own placidity, even as she obeyed, allowing his words to calm her. Sonny’s hand, hefting her breast, as if

weighing it, was very black against the white flesh that spilled between his splayed fingers. Then his other hand was on her buttock,

stroking, running over the back of her thigh, fingers curling to feel the soft flesh between her legs above the lacy stocking tops. Nikki

squirmed a little against his hands but otherwise maintained her position. The nipple of the cradled breast was now throbbing, pinched hard

within the entrapping, squeezing fingers.


Nevertheless, Nikki maintained the position, even when his hands left her… bent at the waist, hands clasped behind her head. He

shuffled the chair back and stood up, moving behind her. She jerked forward, startled, when he stroked her sex, but remained still as he

gently parted the nether lips, probing, feeling the shame-inducing wetness there. Nikki found herself breathing deeply, resisting the

instinctive urge to move on his intimate touch.


Then he was standing in front of her, one hand on her bowed head while the other slowly, deliberately, lowered the zip of his

trousers. His erect penis was presented inches from Nikki’s face. She gasped. Nikki had never even seen a cock as big as that before.

“No,” she said, clamping her mouth shut and shaking her head.


Nikki felt her hair grasped again and she received another painful shaking, renewing the pain in her scalp, keeping her bent double.

He dragged her head towards the stiff member, battering her lips against the large, purple glans. She reluctantly opened her mouth, wide,

as widely as she could, until her jaw felt as though it was breaking, and then managed to take the cock head into her mouth. She heard him

exhale loudly. He still grasped her hair, manipulating her movements, pulling her onto him, making her gag on the hard flesh. She sank to

her knees, and began to apply herself to the task, her head bobbing up and down, and her hands clasping at his buttocks. Her pace quickened

and she could feel his tightening muscles and hear the quickening pace of his breathing. He pumped his cock back and forth in her mouth,

making her gag, filling her completely, and she felt as if her throat was bulging dangerously. Nikki sensed that he was nearing a climax

and she sucked harder at the cock, her hand rolling the sac of his balls, desperate to bring the ordeal to a speedy conclusion. Suddenly,

she felt a hard blow to her head and she reeled way, stunned, falling to her side.


“Bitch,” Sonny laughed. “Thought you could turn a quick and easy trick, uh? No way, baby. Old Sonny is way too experienced to fall

for that. This is going to be a real value for money fuck, believe me. Get on all fours, Nikki.”


“Please, I?”


“Get on your hands and knees. Turn round. Arse raised, tits and head on the floor.” Nikki was made to fold herself tightly, pressing

her knees forward until her breasts were compressed against her thighs, the flesh bulging slightly to each side of her body. She shuddered,

knowing the way that her sex was exposed to him. Then she squealed in surprise as a finger smoothly slid entered her anus, and then

another, stretching her, and then a third, causing her to yelp in pain as he stretched her intolerably. Jud did not desist, however. She

groaned, her cheek rubbing against the pile of the carpet, as she felt him manipulating and contorting his fingers insider her.


His hand stroked along the sodden inner lips of her cunt. Then, his fingers were extracted from her anus, and she found the hard,

impossibly large head of his cock pressing against her sex lips. For a ludicrous moment, she was grateful that he had not tried to take her

anally. He pushed forward and she spread her thighs to take the monster, the head entering and stretching her before he paused. His hands

her were on her thighs, pulling her back onto him as he thrust violently forward. She screeched this time, as his huge cock rammed forward,

impaling her on a wide stake of flesh. The force of his fucking drove her forward bodily on carpet, still folded tightly, her toes and

fingers digging into the pile. He was thrust harder into her to the hilt, and she could feel his hairy pelvis grinning against her

buttocks, and his balls slapping wildly against her thighs with each thrust. Her cunt, now stretched and completely filled, had never

before been penetrated by anything so huge. The inner fleshy leaves were tightly wrapped around his cock and they were dragged back and

forth with each pistoning thrust. He rammed into her again and she cried out once more. She felt his hands gripping her thighs as he

began to piston smoothly back and forth, easing her along, his big cock moving rhythmically inside her, not battering but coaxing and

cajoling. She had no choice but to go with him, to be ridden, rocking smoothly, lost now. The friction and stretching had ceased to induce

pain and it had been replaced with rising tide of pleasure, making her lunge forward. However, Sonny was in charge. He was taking her, and

he dictated the pace. So she obeyed his body, rolling along with him, sometimes at a canter, sometimes in a wild gallop, but always under

his control. The huge, rampant cock had become her Master, she realised. Her objective mind tried to take over, tried to deny and suppress

her own sensations, but the urge rose like an irresistible tide. Again she found herself trying to lead him along, grinding her bottom in

counter to the smooth rhythm of his thrusts, attempting to speed him forward. Sonny resisted her demands for a while, giving sufficient

time to establish his dominance and mastery. Then, when he chose the moment, his prick began to pound into her, his pelvis hammering

against her as he drove forward. Nikki was amazed and lost in the feel of his cock as it pistoned back and forth, driving her to a final

surge, of hitherto unknown animal lust, released by her very lack of choice and freedom. The sound of blood rushed in her ears, her heart

pounded, she could vaguely hear her own moans, and the guttural grunts of the man who was riding her. She was fast approaching a

devastating orgasm and knew that the heat was about to thoroughly, completely overwhelm her. Her feminine soul, she knew at that moment

through a red haze, resided in her stretched cunt, ready to grasp and embrace the slamming thrust of the alien massive cock.


Then the orgasm exploded within her, flooding over her senses, through her very being, all-engulfing and shattering. She could not

conceal it and her whole body was wracked by minor convulsions as the sheath of her cunt clamped and spasmed tightly about his cock. He

pistoned backwards and forward harder, ever faster, and she heard herself moaning gutturally. Then, incredibly, as had never happened to

her before, she found herself almost screaming ecstatically as the orgasm flooded her senses in a raging maelstrom. Nikki fucked wildly,

her folded body bucking and writhing, writhing back onto him, and even as the multi-coloured flood began to subside she was only vaguely

aware of his roar as he climaxed, as he came inside her.


Her fucking had been hard run. Sonny eased off, pumping less fiercely now, even stroking her arched back. He shuddered and thrust

fully into her but she could feel the pressure in her cunt easing as his cock lost its fierce tumescence. When he withdrew, her sore flesh

felt the tension as the now-flaccid member withdrew from her pussy, Nikki slumped forward and lay prone on the floor. She remained like

that for some time, used and utterly spent, only vaguely aware of what was going on in the room.


“Yeah, well, you fuck well enough, Nikki. Welcome to your life as a white whore. You’ll be fine punanni once you’re broken in.”


“No,” she said wearily, “You’ll never break me in.”


The black pimp smiled and said. “We shall see about that, Nikki.”



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Reviews

I hope there is a sequal to this story, I think there is great potential. 5 out of 5 (JBC)

Good writing, one of the author's best. Great scenes as main character is drawn further into depravity and becomes a "white whore". A re-reader for sure, and one of my ATFs. 5 out of 5 (BD)

Jack Norman is always a good story teller it this is no exception. I have never been much interested in the Black Pimp/White Whore stereotype stories which is why this one only gets 4 stars. While a little slow in some places the story moves along fast enough to keep this reader interested. Give it a try. 4 out of 5 (Stark47)

OK, but just average. 3 out of 5 (Eljay)

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Author Information

Experienced writer of innovative, plot-driven bsdm novels in both modern and historical settings.

No connection to John Norman, writer of the Gor Series.

 


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