Faithless
01-27-2003, 2:39 AM
“Sorry but I have no rag”. I said. “Oh you can use your shirt, unless you are to noble to lick a black lady’s shoes clean”. She said. These last words were like knives in my ears, and I looked at the lady who looked back at me in a very arrogant way. I looked at her slippers, then I looked around because of the crowds, then I brought those slippers to my mouth and licked insides and outsides. At this moment. I knew I was totally enslaved to this black Queen. “Don’t make them too wet inside” she said as if it was the most normal thing in the world. When I put her shoes on her feet again she said “Do you want to be my servant? Maybe slave you’ll want to note this number. Only slaves I like get this number and if you like this evening and maybe like to have a black lady to sit on you face you may call very soon”.
She was driving away in a expensive Mercedes Benz 300 CE and I was standing alone on the big parking lot.
I put her number in my pocket and walk exhausted away to find a youth hostel. I was very exhausted and a bed was very welcome.
Next morning I woke up, there was pain all over my body. I could hardly get out of the bed, the pain reminds me about a beautiful black lady. After a bath I felt better. I was thinking about what had happened the other night, I was spellbound after that.
I took the note from my pocket and called her number, a familiar voice said “Catriona Dennert Hello who is it”, I said my name. “I am surprised after that treatment last night I was not expecting to hear from you again. You must have lots of spirit to be so humiliated by a black lady, but all right tell me where I can pick you up from”. I told her the address an was waiting. Finally after about an hour and a half she came.
The journey in the car took about tree hours from the outskirts of London, we where now out in the country an ended in a farmyard in the middle of nowhere. “Now we are home or shall I say now I am home, and now I will show you around. Get out of the car and be ready”. I got out and prepared so Catriona could sit on my shoulders ones again. It was only with lots of difficulty I got up again but her weight was only about 175lbs. She said, she’d guide me and I was walking in the direction she was guiding. After an hour she guided me around some of her fields. We went back to the farm and I was again exhausted after that.
“In the kitchen slave”. I followed her to the kitchen. Nice view, she was wearing a tight short skirt, and I stared at her firm thighs which were jutting out and seemed as if they were splitting at the seams. “If you are hungry and will on the loo it is time to eat and do the other stuff”. I ate and was on the loo and after I was finished she pointed at a chair and said “Now it is time to be used”. I had to crouch in front of the chair she was pointing at, with my back towards it and my head leaning backwards onto the seat. After that I was strapped to the chair, then she put a pipe in my mouth. “Now you are ready and you are very lucky. I maybe use your face as my cushion for a long while, it is a privilege only few white boys get”. After she had strapped me down, she made her self some food and placed it on the table where I was, then she came around the chair and looked down at me an smile, then she just turn around slowly and presented her enormous round buttocks, her buttocks was like huge moons of silky black. Slowly she lowered her magnificent bottom over my face and everything went dark. I felt as trough my face was being pressed like a flower in a heavy book. I was suffered the tremendous weight bearing down on my face and skull, but I endured it because I adore and worship her, and because it is her comfort that counts not mine……….
She was driving away in a expensive Mercedes Benz 300 CE and I was standing alone on the big parking lot.
I put her number in my pocket and walk exhausted away to find a youth hostel. I was very exhausted and a bed was very welcome.
Next morning I woke up, there was pain all over my body. I could hardly get out of the bed, the pain reminds me about a beautiful black lady. After a bath I felt better. I was thinking about what had happened the other night, I was spellbound after that.
I took the note from my pocket and called her number, a familiar voice said “Catriona Dennert Hello who is it”, I said my name. “I am surprised after that treatment last night I was not expecting to hear from you again. You must have lots of spirit to be so humiliated by a black lady, but all right tell me where I can pick you up from”. I told her the address an was waiting. Finally after about an hour and a half she came.
The journey in the car took about tree hours from the outskirts of London, we where now out in the country an ended in a farmyard in the middle of nowhere. “Now we are home or shall I say now I am home, and now I will show you around. Get out of the car and be ready”. I got out and prepared so Catriona could sit on my shoulders ones again. It was only with lots of difficulty I got up again but her weight was only about 175lbs. She said, she’d guide me and I was walking in the direction she was guiding. After an hour she guided me around some of her fields. We went back to the farm and I was again exhausted after that.
“In the kitchen slave”. I followed her to the kitchen. Nice view, she was wearing a tight short skirt, and I stared at her firm thighs which were jutting out and seemed as if they were splitting at the seams. “If you are hungry and will on the loo it is time to eat and do the other stuff”. I ate and was on the loo and after I was finished she pointed at a chair and said “Now it is time to be used”. I had to crouch in front of the chair she was pointing at, with my back towards it and my head leaning backwards onto the seat. After that I was strapped to the chair, then she put a pipe in my mouth. “Now you are ready and you are very lucky. I maybe use your face as my cushion for a long while, it is a privilege only few white boys get”. After she had strapped me down, she made her self some food and placed it on the table where I was, then she came around the chair and looked down at me an smile, then she just turn around slowly and presented her enormous round buttocks, her buttocks was like huge moons of silky black. Slowly she lowered her magnificent bottom over my face and everything went dark. I felt as trough my face was being pressed like a flower in a heavy book. I was suffered the tremendous weight bearing down on my face and skull, but I endured it because I adore and worship her, and because it is her comfort that counts not mine……….