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The Taking of Darlene, Part 2Frank’s head began to swirl as he stared at the vacant computer screen. His mind tried to grasp what he had just seen. His face warmed as he felt a deep chill hit his body, deep into his soul. He shook violently and had difficulty remaining focused. What had he seen? Was it real? His now rigid aching cock seemed to indicate that he was highly excited but he felt otherwise immobilized. What could he do? What should he do?After what seemed an eternity, Frank shook his head and rubbed his eyes. Upon careful thought it was clear to Frank that he had been daydreaming…but what a hell of a daydream! Though, there was that doubt….if he really did see Darlene roughly penetrated by a huge BBC, he must know about it.Simple he told himself, I’ll call her and get this nonsense out of my head. He took a couple of deep breaths, calmed himself and dialed the home phone…after exactly 8 rings it went to the answering machine just as he set it. Trying to be calm, he simply said, “Hey, Dar give me a call.” And hung up to wait.It seemed like forever, but only seconds had passed before he found himself going through the same routine in calling her cell phone. The result was the same! Without thinking twice, Frank then began a repeating cycle of calling and leaving messages on each phone while becoming increasingly agitated with each beep indicating the answering machines had taken his call. After multiple calls ( he would later discover he had called each 15 times), Frank ‘woke up’ from his haze and vowed to investigate this situation further…he must calm his imagination! Frank powered down his computer, grabbed his belongings and headed for the door. On the way out he told his secretary, that he was feeling ‘under the weather’ and was headed ‘home to bed.’ He was about to embark on the longest commute of his life!Darlene, in the meantime, was very busy. None of this activity was imaginery to her! Master Q had brutually penetrated her pussy from her pussy lips to deep in her womb in one mighty thrust. In the thrust he rammed 10″ of thick black meat balls deep into bursa escort her with no lube, no preparation and no mercy. Darlene had nearly fainted from the pain and had screamed at the top of her lungs which went unheard because of the tight ball gag. Once he was fully in her Master Q kept his massive cock deep inside her womb allowing her vagina muscles to tire and give up some of their resistance to his size. This gave Darlene a slight reprieve and an opportunity to catch her breath…she had never experienced anything like the feeling of his baseball sized cock tearing her apart. She had never felt such friction and pressure in her vaginal canal and at first it hurt like hell but then he hit her cervix and a new resistance…a totally new feeling coursed through her body! He hit a place Frank had never hit before and to her surprise she felt a pop and realized his cock had broken open her cervix and was now deep in her womb. There he sat quietly and Darlene thought maybe this was over…Master Q, however, was far from done! He slowly pulled his long shaft out of Darlene’s battered vaginal canal and she discovered that due to her tightness it made it feel like he was pulling her insides out with his cock…then suddenly just as she thought he was done pulling it out, he again quickly thrust inward again going balls deep. On the third time in, Darlene’s screams turned into a shuttering orgasm that resembled a quivering death. Darlene screamed, moaned, whined and made a****l noises she never knew were inside. This was the very first orgasm of her life and it was massive, like a 10.0+ earthquake! Darlene was exhausted and shaking but Master Q was certainly nowhere near finished with her, in fact, he had hardly begun. He was well experienced in breaking white bitches. He knew he must completely break her and own before he could even begin to train her. He was one talented black bull and knew exactly what to do and how to ruin her for any whiteboi again. With each brutual thrust into her pussy he changed his angle of attack slightly and forced bursa escort bayan against the most resistance he could get out of her. With each stroke he gaped her further and widened her formerly tight pussy. If he felt resistance, he attacked it savagely and forced his ramrod against her resistance until she could resist no further. Darlene had long since lost all sense of time and to her it felt like he had been fucking her for an eternity! In reality Master Q had been pounding her for nearly an hour before he dropped his first load deep in her womb. He did not stop there and continued fucking as roughly as possible to maintain a nice hard cock for his work. Darlene no longer had the energy or sense to resist in any way as she was now cycling into repeated orgasms which had rendered her nearly u*********s.Master Q continued his work planning his conquest of Darlene. When he was done with her this session, he would reward his henchmen with the opportunity to fuck her as long as they wanted. Neither had the massive cocks of their boss but they were nevertheless well hung and would enjoy her pussy. While they were playing he would call his friend James. James never wanted to be bothered with breaking white bitches but he had long been a friend of Master Q’s and enjoyed doing the final ruining work on white pussy. His cock was over 13″ and between 9-10 inches around. He also seemed to last forever and when he had fucked a white pussy it never returned to its original size! James would fuck her overnight…that would be her 12th or more hours of black cock pounding her pussy… Tomorrow he would begin ruining that tight little ass…Frank had now reached home and searched room after room with no sign of Darlene. The phone had nothing but blinking lights counting off all his useless calls. Her cell phone was gone but her shoes, her purse and car were all at home. He could find no sign of the tee shirt she wore last night and her eyeshades and earplugs were not in the bed or at bedside. What had happened? What was up with Darlene?Suddenly, escort bursa he received a text…it was from Darlene! All it read was, “Checkout videos on Tumblr & xHamster”. He tried calling her back, but there was no answer just voicemail. Frank hurriedly opened the sites on the home computer and scanned the videos listed. What was he looking for? Like a ton of bricks it hit him, there was a film on each site entitled, “Darlene, Owned BBC Whore, Part 1”. It appeared that both were the same, the timers indicated that each was 30 minutes long and each had been viewed over 500 times. The still picture appeared to be of Darlene before her clothes were removed with her tied spread eagle on the mattress. Frank chose one, which one he was not even sure, and pushed play.Frank sat and felt his stomach churn, his head swirl, his cock harden and chills again reach to his soul as he stared while Darlene’s clothes were ripped off her and he saw Master Q brutually open her pussy with his massive cock. But it did not end there, he sat transfixed as she was pounded time after time. He saw her massive orgasm and grieved that someone else gave her the orgasm that he was unable to give her! He watched a full 30 minutes without moving, he shot a load of cum into his pants and never realized it and actually was so transfixed that he never really saw when the video ended….all he could be sure of was that Master Q was continuing to fuck her after the film ended…Master Q in fact was still going strong and had yet to drop his first load in her.Frank remained lost in thought until his cell phone again went off. It was Darlene’s phone number on the caller ID but when he answered all he heard was a deep masculine voice, “Frank, shut the fuck up! Do not speak or this call will end. As you see Darlene is now mine. You have been allowed to see part of the process of breaking her. When she is compliant and ready, I will be training her to be my BBC whore. I may let you watch her learn. As of now, you will never touch her again. You will not put your dicklet or cum anywhere near her. If you wish to ever see her again, you will lock yourself in a chastity cage and put the key in the flower box in front of the thrift store downtown. If you do not follow directions, you will never see her again…except on porn sites.”The phone went silent and “Call Ended” flashed on the screen.To be continued….
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