Every collar had a small o-ring on the front for the attachment of chains and they had a small plaque on the back with her pussy ID number and name. Inside the collar was a small tracker that connected to an online system so that she could be ordered to do a home visit just as easily as ordering a pizza. Her home address was also on the system so that black men could come turn up unannounced and fuck her there if they wished. White families weren't allowed locks on their doors for that indian very reason. Today was Tuesday, which was date night. Mike hated it because Jenny insisted on going out. She was getting ready upstairs, her hairless pussy had been cleaned and her bag packed by the door. That was always her first priority, her service. He looked inside the bag and even though he knew what was in there his heart sank upon looking inside. There was the collar on top, ready to be put on before leaving the apartment and beneath were the accessories. Wet wipes for cleaning herself after being used so that she was ready for her next master, a chain attachment for her collar, a short flogger for her master to use, a big black cock dildo with a suction cup in case her master wanted her to fuck it whilst sucking him off, a chrome butt-plug with an ace of spades icon on it for anal play, and a bottle of lube in case her night was busy. He knew seeing the bag that he could never compete with the complete devotion and control that black men had on her and her deep passion for satisfying them. Upstairs, Jenny took her pill so that she wouldn't get pregnant. Nobody wanted mixed race babies, the best black men were the darkest with the biggest, thickest cocks. She loved tracing the veins that ran along a thick shaft with her tongue and dreamt of the distinct musky smell that came from a black mans balls. She was excited and felt her pussy beginning to moisten as she wondered how many masters she would serve tonight. She wore a tight white top that was low cut so that men could see the middle curve of her breasts. It was tight and knew that if she didnt wear a bra, her nipples would be on show through the thin fabric. “Ahhh” she screams “Holy shit Robbie! They slithered underneath her body to cup her swollen breasts. The only word Sarah can mutter is, “Wow,” as Mike passes her a large bottle of oil without saying a word. At the same time I filled her with my own cum. brushing along my pussy as he went for the strap. Once they got up and left, I had Dakota and Tina collect their company keys off the tables. "Let's go but let me wash my self and I promise you I'll take revenge" ‘It’s just so dirty, filthy.’ She moved further down, then back up and started to ride Cato. “Let him go!” Lady Jaye shouted back. “Aww you’re blushing, so cute” she exclaimed. “I think indian I know what to do,” Mom said as she stood up. I loved touching her tummy, that tight little six pack, who ever would have expected that on her, but damn that was sexy! “DAMMMMNNNNN … my ass … never felt anything like that. The secretary who abused my sister from the sound of it. The great, black trunks of the maples acted as pillars for the immense confines, their branches creating archways that loomed for thousands of feet above the forested world. “Yeah but I want to have sex with you”, he insisted. Some girls like it but most don’t.” And sat down again.