Mark Townsend - White captive

Their feet were facing Susan not more than three feet away and her eyes were centered on the wide split crevice of the helpless girl's vagina, the smooth pink flesh of the stretched opening presenting a quivering and unimpeded target of soft wetness in a sparse forest of jet black pubic hair. Her buttocks were smashed flat to the rough pine-board floor beneath, with his monstrous thick black cock insinuated down between the crevice that split the smooth, full rounded moons. The large oversized, bulbous head touched the floor beneath and Susan was close enough that she could see it was wet and sticky where his seminal fluid had seeped out the narrow opening at the tip in his wild excitement of the rape of the untouchable beauty that had been thrown to him so unexpectedly a few short seconds ago.

He wasted no time with preliminaries and the horrified white girl lying prostrate at the couples feet gasped as she saw the muscles of his ebony buttocks tighten as they lifted high in the air over the up-turned loins of the moaning and pleading negress. It poised at the wet wide stretched opening of her visibly palpitating cunt for what seemed an eternity, and then jerked forward brutally to disappear between the soft, fleshy, down covered folds between her legs with a wet slithering rush that brought a long painful scream from the spread-eagle girl.

"Aaaaaaaaaaghhhhh!"

A chill ran the full length of Susan's spine causing her body to jerk spasmodically on the floor where she had not moved since the negress had smashed her there in her jealous rage a century ago. Her mouth gaped open and her eyes widened, half in revulsion and half in a sudden obscene memory that flooded through her mind without warning. She was standing at the door of her mother's bedroom again and peering in at the horrible lewd spectacle of her fiancee's father spearing into her own shameless mother's hungry nibbling vagina, except this time the broad thick penis pistoning into the wide-spread loins before her eyes was jet black and the buttocks jiggling beneath its vicious attack were young, firm, and tan. But the setting was the same, only this time she was closer and could see with all too vivid clarity the giant cock sink to the hilt and disappear into the pink slit between the cruelly spread thighs, until only a tiny little stretch of it was still visible, black and moistly glistening beneath the huge black balls that dangled sperm-filled and bloated down from the crevice of the negro's ass.

Susan was too horrified to make a sound but moaned beneath her breath as the imbecilic Stitch lay still, soaking the full length of his giant throbbing cock inside the moist softness of the girl's quivering belly for a few tortuous seconds, and then with a deep throated groan born of animal lust began to fuck her savagely with long hard strokes that carried the full monstrous length of his prick. The helplessly impaled mulatto girl groaned and writhed painfully beneath the driving force of the negro's pounding body as he reached down her legs under her knees and pulled up viciously, bending her thighs all the way back to her shoulders to give him greater access to the open wet entrance of her cunt. Jodie choked and sputtered beneath him in agony and the sudden humiliation of being thrown to the gang idiot like this to be used and raped as his dim-witted mind dictated.

A moment ago, she had been a proud and untouchable queen, the girl of the ghetto leader, but now she was just another piece of female flesh that would from now on be passed among them to be fucked and used as each of them in turn would so desire and when they would desire. Her humiliation knew no bounds and she grunted and moaned beneath her wildly pumping attacker as though the world had suddenly ended.

"Duke, baby, noooooo, make him stop. God, make him stop!"

Her face was contorted in pained disbelief at her sudden fall into the depths of gang whoredom from which she could never return. Her long black silky hair flailed from side to side on the rough dirty floor, tiny mewling pleas for mercy and relief from the pain and humiliation rolling from her tortured lips. But Duke ignored her and sat silent. He had spoken and there was no more to be said.

"Ohhhh God, Duke, Duke, stop him, stop him," she moaned on as the black glistening body between her legs began to fuck into her with greater and greater desperation.

"Shut up," Duke finally snarled dowel at her twisting and struggling form. "Let 'em fuck ya."

"Nooooo, noooo," she screamed, hearing his words above the wildly panting mouth at her ear. "Not this idiot, not this idiot."

But her pleas and shouts were suddenly cut brutally short by a hand smashing across her face as Stitch heard through his inflamed passion the insults leaping from her lips. He crushed this thick rubbery mouth tight down over hers drowning out with a wet slobbering finality the further screams building in her throat. He dug his fingers cruelly and hard into the firm large mounds of her breasts and Susan thought surely he was going to kill the girl from the back breaking position into which he was forcing her with greater and greater strength.

She was bent nearly double now, with her knees scraping painfully into the roughness of the floor back over shoulders. His long thick cock pistoned like a log into the ever expanding softness of her cunt and Susan could hear the harsh slap of his sperm inflated balls beating a lewd and orgasm building rhythm against the tight tiny anus nestled in the crevice below her filled and battered vagina. She tried to close the sound from her ears but it would not go. She tried to close her eyes and shut off the sight of the horrible ravishment taking place so close in front of her but they flickered open again involuntarily hypnotized by the bestial assault.

The demented negro began to go wild now with passion and sadistic delight at the same time. He twisted and turned her body beneath him like a limp rag-doll as he fucked into her with ever increasing speed and vigor, smashing the softness of her naked and open body hard down into the rough dirty boards of the floor until Susan thought he would drive her completely through it. His hands pinched and pulled at her as she twisted and squirmed to escape the pain. His face above her was contorted into a wild mask of sadistic lust as his cock battered into her machine gun like, expanding and growing to ever horrifying proportions before the bulging eyes of the cringing white girl peering up between his legs at the rigid column of wet, pistoning black flesh.

Susan held her breath and gasped as she watched the tiny folds of pink flesh of the squirming Jodie's vagina withdrawing and sinking wetly back inside again with each brutal thrust the crazed negro made into her.

And then, her heart suddenly stopped, as she heard a low animal-like groan suddenly erupt from deep in the throat of the pumping Stitch and his rigid black pole of flesh skewing madly into the helpless girl beneath him began throbbing out its lewd hot liquid deep inside her quivering cunt.

Susan could see it jerking forward and tunnel its way as deep inside the moaning and pleading Jodie as it could go to plant its sperm deep, deep up inside her. She could see the obscene white liquid of his pent-up passion bubbling up and overflowing out around his tightly sheathed cock and down the wide-spread crevice of Jodie's buttocks.

Her legs kicked out helplessly in the air on either side of him and fell limply to the floor. It was over and there was no more reason to resist. It had been done and nothing could take it back. The exhausted Stitch lay collapsed heavily for a moment across her unresisting body, soaking his slowly deflating penis in the liquid depths of her cunt that he had filled completely a moment before. And then he slowly rose to his feet, pulling his pants up and buckling them as he did. His eyes were still locked on the tan Goddess lying limply on the floor and they reflected the disbelief that still lingered that such a prize had been thrown to him so quickly and without warning. One moment she had been untouchable, and the next she was lying beneath his pounding hips with her legs split wide apart like any other piece of tail he had ever had, except infinitely better.