I nearly choked on it. I felt it pulsate and throbbing in my throat, pumping and injecting a massive load of cum into me. He pulled back a bit, the tip in my mouth, and continued to unleash his load in me. I drank and sucked every last drop from him.
“Good girl,” he said, catching his breath. “You get rewarded again.”
Neal gathered his composure, stood, and led me to the basement again. More men awaited me. Some I remember from the previous night, some were new. Another gang bang commenced. I was a rag doll, tossed around, fucked, cummed on, and cummed in. My asshole was oozing semen right along with my pussy.
I passed out in the early morning hours, sweaty, covered in cum, my jaw sore.
-13-
A few hours later, his associates cleared out, and I found myself naked, at Neal’s big kitchen table, eating a very nice breakfast. I still hadn’t talked.
“How do you feel?” Neal asked.
“I’m ok, I think,” I whispered.
“I need you to focus again today. You won’t use your mouth unless you want to, but today you’ll definitely be using your body to serve me. Show me how much you love black men with your body. I’ll want you to ride my dick as long and as hard as you can, like nothing you’ve ever done before. Don’t stop until I say so. We’ll break for food and water.”
I nodded, finished up, and was led to his bedroom.
His hand clinching the collar, my hand guiding his cock in me, I lowered myself onto him. I came instantly. His dick, so big, so perfect, was finally inside me. “N-Neal,” I cried as orgasmic waves washed over me.
“The first of many. Cum as much as you want,” he said. “Now then, use that beautiful body for what it was designed for. Don’t stop until I say so.”
I had to do the best I’ve ever done. I had to go and go and go. I couldn’t stop, he’d expect to go all day and night.
Neal, eyes focused on me, pulling that leash tight, watching me fuck him.
I wanted to make him cum so bad. He never did. I lost count of how many times I did. I’d collapse on his chest, catching my breath. He’d pull my leash and I’d keep going and going.
He ate an apple, watching me go. He took a few business phone calls, watching me go as he listened. One of Neal’s associates even showed up, conducting some business with him, while this black cock-crazed white woman was going berserk on his dick.
The sun got lower and lower, and I kept riding and riding.
Neal fed me dinner while I was on his cock. He slapped my ass, pulled my leash, and told me to keep going after I ate.
Near midnight, I was having trouble, I was struggling. My body felt like liquid; I was covered in sweat. Every muscle was sore.
“Come on!” He slapped my ass. “Harder!”
“I, I, can’t!” I pleaded. I was running on fumes.
“Harder!” he slapped my face this time. “You want that money?” another slap.
“Yes!” I cried, another orgasm. I kept riding, kept fucking.
“Go harder, faster, make me cum!” Neal ordered.
“Ahhh!” I yelled out of frustration. I wanted his money, as much as I could get. I kept going. I rode and ground myself against him, harder and faster than ever before. I thought my heart and lungs were going to explode.
Suddenly, Neal grabbed me by the neck, stopping me. I grabbed his forearm, my teeth clinched and I watched this man finally cum, finally fill my pussy with his seed.
Neal collapsed back on his bed, letting go of my leash. I followed suit, rubbing all over his chest, while I caught my breath. He undid my collar, letting it fall to the side.
“You may sleep in here with me tonight. Sleep well. Tomorrow, I’ll break you down even further. It’ll be my turn to fuck you, to show you how much I love white women,” Neal said, putting his arm around my sweaty body.
I didn’t have time to think about what he could have in store for me. I was asleep in seconds, before our sweat dried.
***
We slept late on the sixth day – 10 am. Neal cooked me breakfast again, then bathed me.
He led me to another room in his mansion. He tied me up, I was hanging from my wrists, and for the next six hours, he fucked me. That’s it. He stood behind me. He stood in front of me, my legs wrapped around him. He fed me a snack, then got back to it. I was cumming constantly.
Neal, behind me, slid his cock in my ass, all the way to its base, pulled my hair back and unloaded his cum deep into my belly.
I was hanging there, cum dripping from me. Neal caught his breath, untied my wrists and ordered me to bathe him next. I did exactly that, taking him to his shower, and lathering up his body with soap.
We had a late lunch next, then Neal took me to bed. He tied me up once again, got on top, and fucked me for the rest of the evening.
Looking down at me, sweat dripping into my open mouth, the bed banging against the wall, I came over and over and over again. My body was his, for his pleasure, for his money. He used it, so hard, so good, all day.
The sun set, he was still on top of me. We were hungry. Neal pulled out and sprayed his cum all over my tummy, tits, and face. I couldn’t do anything tied up like that but enjoy it and moan as his sperm hit me.
He untied me, threw me a towel, and a few minutes later, I was in his kitchen, watching him cook for me. We said nothing as we ate a little later.
Back in his bedroom, he didn’t tie me up, he didn’t slap me or whip me, and he didn’t put on a collar. Instead, he kissed me, everywhere. My face, breasts, pussy, all received attention from his mouth.
We made love, rolling around in his bed, kissing, moaning, caressing, and worshiping each other’s bodies.
Finally, after midnight, we climaxed together. After the orgasms passed through us, we kissed until sleep found us a little later. I fell asleep in his arms, hoping I had done enough; that I gave him as much as I could. I hoped I took all that he gave me in a way that pleased him.
-14-
The morning of the seventh and final day with Neal, I was in the shower with him. He was behind me, his hands roaming all over me. I was so sore, so tired, but it was so worth it. I had sex with several horses, many of his associates, and marathon, exhausting sex with Neal himself, but I survived. I survived everything he threw at me.
I could barely open my mouth to talk, much less suck the cum out of his cock. Instead, in the hot shower, Neal kissed me from behind, his cock pumping semen into me one last time.
“I’ll be in touch with you in the coming weeks,” he said later, standing next to me at my car. “You earned it. You earned all of it. Elite Magazine will be an interracial porn mag. Sold at convenience stores, airports, anywhere Penthouse and Playboy’s are. It’ll be all yours too.”
Neal and I kissed for a few moments; I thanked him with my lips against his. I ran my hand over the bulge in his pants. I would miss it, but I had a lot of work to do.
I smiled, watching Neal get smaller and smaller in my rearview mirror. I drove straight home.
When I got home I barged in on Nicky in bed with Gabe. He was fucking her from behind. When he saw me, he pulled out, trying to cover them up. My nephew had no need to be embarrassed.
“One hour, meeting in the living room,” I winked at them.