He let her go and took a step back to enjoy the anguished, shame filled expression on her cute little cum covered face. Oh God this was beautiful. This must be horrible for her. Her expression was priceless. She was so grief stricken, so humiliated.
She whimpered as he grabbed her between her legs. He didn’t need to do much down there to make her scream and cry. All he needed to do was touch the lips of her bald little pussy and she would moan in agony.
He grabbed her throat to hold her in place and keep her from swinging. Then he traced his strong, Black finger against the perfect little lips of her bald, white pussy. He stared into her sobbing blue eyes as he ran his fingers back and forth across her little virgin hole. She was, somehow, even more adorable when she cried. This must be misery for her.
He changed tactics. This would really break her down mentally. If she didn’t like to be touched there, she would hate this. Besides, he was curious what a virgin white girl tasted like.
He lifted her into the air, it wasn’t hard, her perfectly petite little body was hardly over a hundred pounds. He rested her legs over her shoulders and buried his face between her legs.
She smelled wonderful. Even after pissing herself, her little virgin hole smelled pristine and clean. He clinched his hands on her ass as she tried to buck away and closed his eyes and took another long deep sniff.
He slowly stuck out his tongue and gave her pussy a little lick, just to see what a virgin tasted like. He had no intention of eating her out, but the howl of anguish the sixteen-year-old made when she felt his tongue against her virgin lips was more than he could take.
He gave her pussy another lick, this one long and slow and he moaned with pleasure as she moaned with grief. It was so bald and smooth and fresh and clean that he had to do it again, besides, anything to add a little agony to his little white bitch.
Perfect little Rebecca Finnegan. He was tasting perfect little Rebecca Finnegan’s perfect little white pussy. He worked his tongue in deeper, spreading open her tight little hole and she howled in grief and humiliation again.
He was careful not to get her too wet. Careful not to add too much saliva. Her wanted her tight little hole nice and dry when he tore it apart.
He grinned at the noise she made when he worked a finger back up her ass. He gave her tight little slit another lap with his tongue and then teased her clitoris, not because he wanted to arouse her, but just because he wanted to taste that too.
Then an idea struck him. Malcolm had to take a deep breath to keep from laughing. Perfect little Rebecca Finnegan was going to hate this.
He opened his mouth, gave her clit another lick, and then bit down hard on it. The noise she made was markedly different. This scream was full of pain, not just grief and humiliation, and her tight little naked body bucked fiercely in an effort to break free as Malcolm kept his teeth clamped tight on her clitoris.
He growled in his best imitation of a dog and shook his head back and forth as he bit down on her clitoris as hard as he could. He released abruptly, afraid that he might rip it off entirely, and pushed her legs off his shoulders.
He pondered for a moment as he watched her little naked white body swing helplessly from the chain. Her toes unable to touch the ground. Her agonized face covered with his drying cum. He wondered if he wanted to cut it off. Maybe not yet, but some time down the road.
Female circumcision. It was a tradition back in Africa. His people had been practicing it for centuries. It would certainly hurt her. It would cause her more pain than she had ever experienced. It would destroy her mentally.
But he would have to wait for that. For the moment he could use it to hurt her, and besides, he wasn’t sure how to do it safely. He didn’t want to damage her too much. Slaves were an investment, they were property, the white folks had argued that for years as a reason to oppress his people.
Malcolm shook his head in debate as he walked over to the gun safe in the wall and picked up a black leather riding crop. This time she did disappoint him. This time she wasn’t paying any attention. Her head was hung low in shame and grief.
That was fine. He would have her full and undivided attention soon enough. She was always such an attentive girl. She paid close attention. Christ she could repeat his lectures verbatim when she was only a freshman.
He’d give her this momentary break in concentration. Even perfect little Rebecca Finnegan was allowed to take her beautiful blue eyes off the ball every once and a while.
Besides, he knew how to get her attention again. She her perfect little breasts were perfectly sensitive.
Malcolm raised his arm above his head. He clinched his hand around the handle of his black leather riding crop. He took careful aim. He swung as hard as he could.
Rebecca’s eyes shot open and the threw back her head and screamed in pain. His first lash had crossed over her left nipple and onto her right breast. It was good, but he could do better. He raised his hand above his head again and brought the riding crop down against her firm round breasts. She screamed for bloody murder again and Malcolm was delighted to find that he hit both her nipples at the same time, on only his second blow.
Now that he was torturing her, really torturing her, he debated taking out her gag, just so he could hear her scream and beg. No, that wasn’t a good idea. He had promised that they wouldn’t talk to one another after he took her virginity and taking out her gag would certainly be a violation of those rules.
Perfect little Rebecca Finnegan was hanging naked and helpless in his basement dungeon. He still couldn’t believe it. He cute little face was already painted with his dried cum. He had already tasted her bald little pussy. It was the perfect start to his retirement.
He walked behind her, he didn’t want to leave too many welts on her breasts yet. Her beautiful little breasts. He couldn’t help himself. He dropped the crop.
He grabbed her from behind and pulled her close. He made sure she could feel his enormous and angry Black cock press against her back as he held her close. He grabbed her breasts from behind and sank his fingernails into her soft white flesh.
He played with her sore little nipples. He gave them little pinches and yanks and rolled them in his strong black fingers as she cried. He pinched down hard and twisted and pulled. He pressed up against the tee and sucked on her ear as he let his right hand roam down her soft white flesh.
He gave her nipple a hard pinch and pushed the tip of his finger into her little white pussy. He heard her sob, he felt her body shaking against his as she wept. He pushed his finger in deeper. God she was tight. She was the tightest thing he ever felt. It was going to hurt like hell when he raped her.
He spread her little hole open and gave her breast another squeeze as he licked his way up and down her neck. Fuck it. He’d break the rules, just this once. He brought his lips next to her ear.