"I'm sorry, Master, but this is an important business trip. "I sure hope that your fat nigger dick isn't going to be too lonely without me." She said, with a huge smile on her face. She reached down and rubbed at the massive bulge in his crotch. She pressed her lips tight against his and gave him a big, sloppy kiss. She walked over to the kitchen table, where Master was sitting. I leaned tightly against the corner, peaking out into the kitchen ever so slightly.
My life was pretty much a living hell, and I never thought it could get worse.until one day.Īs I was about to go into the kitchen, I heard my mother making her way down the stairs. I hate living with this man, and having to listen to mom tell me to obey him makes it even worse. When he does remember that I'm there too, it's usually to spit on me or yell at me. Luckily, most of Master's time is spent with my mother he hardly even notices me. I've never seen her smile bigger than when Master is slapping her with all his might. Even when she's been obedient, he still slaps her around. When my mother isn't having sex with Master upstairs, she's waiting on him hand and foot. We ALL have to call this man 'Master', unless we want to get beaten. At first I thought that it was a playful pet name that these two were trying out.but it's serious. I still have yet to learn this black man's name, because mom just keeps calling him 'Master'.
Mom and her new boyfriend just laugh and make fun of him. Sometimes he leaves messages on the answering machine, begging mom to take him back. It's been a month since that day.since the last day I saw my father. Within a couple minutes, the house was shaking from the vigorous and violent sex they were having. Before my father could get another word out, they slammed the door on him and ran up to the bedroom. "The divorce is final! I don't need you anymore." She stared lovingly into the man's eyes, which towered about a foot above hers. I still love you." My mother just turned away from my father and stared at the large black man instead. I couldn't forgive my mother for cheating on my father with this crazy man.
Even at my young age, I knew just what was going on. You're not going to want to stick around and listen to me pound your wife's tight white cunt for the next few hours." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. The huge black man just stood there with a smile on his face. "I'm sorry, honey.but I know what I want now." This only caused my father to cry even more. Just please don't end this." My mother leaned down, picked up my father's suitcase, and threw it at him. I stared over towards the door as my father started to cry. I have no idea what exactly happened down there, but my mother came back with a huge muscular black man that she insists on always being around. My mom and dad recently took a trip down to Jamaica for some time off together. God only knows why she's just now deciding to be with this horrible new black boyfriend she found. My mother was a beautiful middle aged woman who could easily get any man she could ever want. "Please, ease don't kick me out." I peeked around the corner and saw my dad on his knees in front of my mom and her new boyfriend. If you cannot handle reading that word, then this story isn't for you! WARNING: I tend to use the "n-word" in my stories quite a bit.