Brenda gets blacked!

Chapter 1
My Subjugation

What I have to tell you is a source of extreme offense for
me. For two years I have been married to the sexiest little blonde
tart any man's had the privilege to lay his eyes on. What a curse it
has been! A curse you ask? Please allow me to explain...

As I said before, my wife Brenda, is a knockout! She is 24,
5'4" with an almost perfectly proportioned body - firm,curvacious ass;
smooth, flat tummy and a breathtaking set of tits that are perky with
slightly upturned nipples. She always gets noticed by EVERY man within
eyeshot. Her hair is waist-length and Swedish blonde, which greatly
enhances her bright baby blue eyes. She is very much the exhibitionist
in public as she always wears very short minis along with a very sheer
halter or cutoff T-shirt. God how she loves to prick-tease!!

There were signs of what was to come during our engagement.
When we would go out on dates, Brenda always suggested that we went to
nightclubs that were frequented by black people, particularly black
men and once there she would flirt shamelessly with any black stud
that gave her "the look". On these occasions her mode of dress was
even more indecent, almost daring these men to hit on her. I never
knew how to handle these situations and since I'm such a poor dancer I
always ended up sitting at the bar looking like a chump while my sexy,
vivacious girlfriend danced and flirted with her choice of numerous
black men. Once, when I protested how she was neglecting me on these
dates, she became quite dominating and indignant, telling me that her
nightlife was VERY important to her and if I found that sitting at the
bar like a wimp wasn't very interesting, then I should play some
videogames or something.

"If you want to keep seeing me", she asserted, you will take
me to the places I choose." Brenda was by far the sexiest woman I've
ever dated so I meekly went along.

Once we were married, my situation became even more delicate!
Brenda never allowed me to have sex with her during our engagement,
though I pleaded incessantly. She said that if I loved her I should
wait until our marriage. Needless to say, on our wedding night I had
the hardest boner of my life! When I stood before her and dropped my
boxer shorts, Brenda took one look and began giggling uncontrollably!
It was the most humiliating experience of my life up to that point.
After several minutes, Brenda managed to calm down and apologized for
her reaction explaining that she was accustomed to her men being in
the 9 to 12inch range. My own 4-1/2 inch erection made her think of
little boys!

Humiliated and confused, several questions began to come to
mind. What did she mean by "her men being in the 9 to 12 inch range"?
I had assumed she was a virgin since she wouldn't have sex with me
until we were hitched. Slowly I began to put two and two together. I
thought of all those nightclubs and all those black men. When I
confronted her with it, she confessed in a matter-of-fact manner that
shocked me.

"Yes", my petite wife admitted, "I have been with dozens of
men over the past few months - all of them black, so of course all of
them were hung like stallions! When you exposed yourself to me just
now well - it was kinda like a culture shock or something."

I was completely demoralized! I sat on the end of the bed
trying to deal with the fact that my wife, my breathtaking blonde
bombshell, was a slut for big, black erections.

Brenda continued to testify about her feelings as if it were
pent up inside her for so long and was relieved for the opportunity to
express it. She went into detail describing each of her black lovers,
their endowments, and what each of them had done to her. I could see
that the topic was getting her quite aroused. Permisterally, I was
feeling more and more intimidated and insignificant, hearing her
passionate, detailed descriptions of enormous black appendages that
were 2 to 3 times larger than my own white penis. I was ashamed of
myself for having the gall to stand and expose my underdeveloped
organs. No wonder she laughed.

She went on to confess that the reamister she married me was for
the financial security that I could provide for her, and also to
fulfill the normal, pretty housewife image that she wanted to project
to her family and friends. If only they knew, I thought, Brenda's
parents and brothers were bigots who were very protective of her when
she was growing up. Perhaps they were a little too protective! She
made it clear to me that though she thought me very nice and that she
would play the part of an ideal wife in public - there were no sexual
feelings in her towards me and if I would cooperate with her desires
to pursue black cocks, then we could work out some method of pleasure
for myself. I was soon to learn that the "method of pleasure" in store
for me was definitely second rate compared to what she reserved for
her numerous black lovers.

I spent my wedding night in our hotel room jerking myself off
since Brenda refused to let me fuck her. "We still need to work
things out", she explained, " You still don't know the full extent of
my fantasies." She sat on the bed next to me and watched me pull on my
small member while telling me how she had already been fucked that
day; just hours before she stood next to me at the wedding alter; " he
was at least 10 inches, black as the ace of spades, and as thick as my
forearm, so you can understand why I'm not interested in you right
now."

Almost immediately I shot my load all over my belly and I
could tell that Brenda was suppressing another giggling spell. I
crawled in bed while Brenda dressed up real sexy and left me to go
"dancing" in the club downstairs. I had a pretty good idea what she
was really going out for - Big, black dick!

All of this had me pretty shook up and I had some pretty wild
dreams that night alone in bed. I dreamt of a long, long line of black
men with their cocks hanging out. Brenda stolled up and down the line
appraising their endowments as though it were a military inspection.
She was practically drooling! Brenda dropped to her knees and going
down the line, my pretty, blue-eyed blond proceeded to suck and slurp
and deep throat each one until they each came in her mouth, on her
face and all over her tits! The vision of an enormous black erection
sliding down my wife's delicate throat was almost too much to bear.
goddamn it! Why was my cock so inadequate! It was agonizing to know
that I would never, Never fulfill my wife's urges. The best I could
hope for was to keep this all a secret from my friends and coworkers
in the suburb where we lived. If they were to know, it really would be
unbearable and who knows, maybe I could become the first man to
discover a penis enlarging device that really works. Sure!

Following our uneventful honeymoon (at least on my part), We
went to Brenda's apartment to move her things to my house, which was
now our house. I had been in Brenda's apartment many times but there
was one room that she never allowed me to enter. She led me to the
locked door and then told me that now I would understand the full
extent of her fantasies. Before she would allow me in she insisted
that I strip from the waist down. I hesitated at this strange request
but my curiosity was getting the best of me so I sheepishly complied.
I felt rather silly and insignificant standing there for her
inspection. "That's a good boy", she chirped as she looked down and
again tried to suppress a giggle, "now brace yourself", and with that
we entered her mystery room. At first, I could not make out anything
due to the room being so full of stuff, like a museum. Brenda stood
back to allow me to comprehend the environment.

this story is not written by me but it's damn good any needs to be read!
if anyone knows who the author is and how to contact him/her please tell me!

I focused on one wall that was covered with pictures of - I
looked closer - they were pictures of black men's cocks!! Close-up side
profiles of incredibly big black pricks thrusting forward and out
across impossibly long arches. There were dozens of them! In many of
these pictures, Brenda was on her knees before these monsters with her
full supple lips nuzzling their massive heads. "These are many of the
black studs that have fucked me since I met you", she proudly pointed
out, "pretty impressive, huh?" I suddenly remembered that I was
pantless and looking at the pictures made my cock and balls shrink
even smaller than they normally were, as if they were accepting their
inferiority in the presence of the humiliating proof.

On another wall there were posters of adult interracial
videos, prominent black sports figures along with numerous photos of
interracial couples (black studs 864pretty explicit sex acts. "These
are some of the friends that I have made recently", Brenda explained.
All of the women were very beautiful while all the black studs were
muscular and spectacularly endowed. A few of the photos were of orgies
involving as many as 10 people, I recognized my sweet little Brenda in
some of these. I couldn't believe all this! How could my Brenda, who
is so petite and delicate, manage to fuck all these giants without
suffering permanent damage. These black poles were almost as big as
her forearm for Christ's sake!!

On a third wall was a big wall chart covered with lines,
numbers, names and lots of little black phallus symbols. "This is how
I keep track of all my big black men", Brenda instructed, "whenever I
get my hands on a new black cock, I suck on it until it's good and
stiff, then I use a tape measure and make very careful measurements.
Then I photograph that big, black babymaker and enter the figures on
this chart when I get home." "I also keep a detailed account of each
encounter in my big, black diary", she continued, "I want to remember
each delicious detail of all my black adventures. Later on I might let
you read it - if you continue to be a good little boy."

In the middle of the room was a large table that was covered
with some portfolio books and at least a dozen of what I thought were
very large black dildos. I should tell you at this point that Brenda
is quite an accomplished artist and what I thought were dildos were
actually exact duplicate sculptures of some of the larger cocks she
has had. As humiliating as it was, I could not help but pick one of
them up and examine it. Brenda had left the room for the moment and I
simply couldn't resist holding that giant black object down next to my
penis for a comparimister. It was like comparing a pencil to a cucumber!

I fantasized about what it would be like if I had a black,
powerful ramrod - how beautiful women would fall to their knees before
me, begging to orally worship my sexual superiority.

Suddenly, there was a bright flash! I looked up and there was
Brenda, holding a camera. She had taken my picture. I was standing in
front of all these pictures, nude from the waist down, comparing my
puny penis to one of Brenda's favorites and she had taken my picture!!
I instantly realized that I had fallen into a trap. If anyone was to
ever see that picture my life would be ruined! Brenda was looking at
me with an evil looking smirk like I'd never seen before and I had a
sinking feeling that from this point on, Brenda would be calling all
the shots in our relationship.

"It's time we worked out an agreement on a delicate subject",
Brenda commanded, "I don't have to point out what would happen to you
if each of your buddies at work were to somehow accidentally receive a
copy of that photo, do I ?" I hung my head in offense and nodded a
no. "Good, then lets lay down the law." Having said this, Brenda led
me to the table, opened one of the portfolio books to the first page,
and handed me a pen. "This will be your daily diary of our marriage as
well as the sexual exploits that you will be assisting me with."

She then ordered me to write down the following oath, which I
would be bound to follow:


1) Black men are superior to white men and, as I am only a
little white boy, I must submit to any black man's command. 2) I must
assist my wife's quest for black cock in any way she deems necessary.
3) I must assume the role of an absolute slave to anyone, at any time-
upon the command of my wife. 4) I will not attempt to have sex with
my wife or any other woman until my wife determines that I have earned
the privilege also - I am forbidden to masturbate at any time without
the consent of my wife. 5) If I fail to carry out any of the above
rules, I will be subjected to public offense that is relative to
the degree of the infraction.

"For example", Brenda explained, "if you should fail to carry
out one of my black lovers commands - I will mail a photo of your tiny
penis to one of the secretaries where you work". Once she was assured
that Understood what my place would be, she ordered me to sign the
oath.

"You'll notice that there is a blank row on the wall chart. It
is now time for you to take your place on my chart for comparimisters
sake", Brenda said while she whipped out a tape measure. She started
laughing so hard, she could barely take the measurements and record
them. I meekly looked down the column that represented cock length10",
9.5", 11.5", 12", 11", etc... , till I saw my own 4.5". My god, how
humiliating! Brenda then took several more pictures of me in lewd
poses with several of her playthings. She then announced that she was
going out for the evening and that I should have everything moved to
our house and set up before she would return home later tonight.

Brenda did return to our house very late that night. The smell
of her perfume was mixed with a masculine, musky odor and there was an
expression of complete satisfaction on her sweet, angelic face. Her
silky, blonde hair was messed up and I noticed that her panties and
bra were hanging out of the top of her purse. She had a new photo to
add to her collection, another impossibly large black dick! How does
she find all these horse-hung bucks? She grabbed my crotch and pulled
me down to my knees. "I have a job for you to do, little boy, while I
tell you all about my evening".

Inches in front of my face, Brenda began to slowly raise the
hem of her sheer miniskirt until, for the very first time, I drank in
the vision of my wife's pretty, blonde pussy. A delicate little tuft
of soft blonde fur above her outer lips. I could tell that though
normally small and tight, her pussy was presently distended and
stretched to accommodate the black organ that had taken her that
evening. Her clit was swollen and protruded at least an inch due to
the intense battering it must have been subjected to. Black man's cum
oozed out and the smell of prolonged sex hung heavy in my nostrils. I
was ordered to suck my wife clean and I reluctantly obeyed. She did
allow me to masturbate while I performed my duty although it was
degrading to hear her laugh and taunt me about my insignificant size
while regaling me with all the kinky things her black lover had done
to her. She allowed me to cum into the palm of her hand but then she
made me take it! I slept on the couch that night.

From: LongRanger
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Brenda Gets Blacked! Ch.2 (interracial, subjugation)
Date: 22 Jan 1996 09:11:17 GMT