Black Dom, White Submission
“Wow this cubical just keeps getting smaller and smaller. It’s driving me insane.” I thought to my self. I have been working in this office for 8 years now and I have been stuck in the same position for the past 8 years to. At the age of 18 I married my high school sweet heart. We were married for 5 years, and then she divorced me because I couldn’t get any erection around her. The only times I could achieve one was when we watched a porn of a huge man just slamming a petite woman. At the end of the marriage she just called me a fag and a male pussy. She was so disgusted by me also, because of the female attributes I had so many of. I was never hairy and never had an enormous man cit either. When I was hard it maybe was only 3 and a half inches if I was generous. I was born into a normal white suburban family and gay was never an issue either. It never happened, it was so frowned upon and that’s why I believe I’m not gay. I have come to realize I’m just serving my duty of being a male slave for a strong, black, masculine man. It is my place to be hear and this is my story how I realized my true destiny.
Dec 18 1987
Wow finale 26 and I have nothing to show for it. It’s almost 3 and I can finale get off of work for the day and celebrate my birthday by myself. This cubical is killing me. Buzzzzz the day shift bell goes and I get up from my seat. Then head to the door to my car. I get to my golf and drive to the end of the parkayde. Then I came to a stop at the gate. I looked left then right. Go right and head back to my house and stay in my lame life or left and leave for the weekend and just have fun. Fuck it, I turned left.
I have been on the road for 8 hour and just jamming to my tunes when bang. My car started swerving back and forth. I just grabbed the steering wheel and held on for dear life. That’s when the car suddenly came to a complete stop on the side of the road. I jumped out of my car and saw I had a flat tire. Fuck I had no way of going anywhere because I hadn’t an extra tire.
After sitting for 2 hours suddenly this white truck came into view coming down the road. I signalled him down and he drove up beside me. He rolled down the window and this black man said” eh boy you need some help.”
“Ah Ya, I have a flat and have no way of getting it fixed do you have a cell phone.” I said
“No but I have one back at my house where me and my buddy live. Want to get a ride with me to my house its just 5 minutes down the road? We can call from there.” He said in a husky voice.
“Ya could I please” I said
“Get in” he replied. I opened the door and sat in his 1992 ford f250. We rolled down to his house with out saying much. When we arrived we got out and he told me to follow him. We walked into the kitchen and he gave me a number with a phone. The car place told me it would take 2 days to get out there so I had no where to go. So I asked this huge black man if I could stay with him or if he could drive me to a motel.
“Um sir I don’t no you name yet?” I asked.
“O its Larry” He replied
“I’m john. They said its going to be 2 days could you drive me to a motel Larry?” I asked.
“Nonsense stay with me on the ranch its no problem we have all your stuff here. Okay?”
“Thanks Larry” I answered. He then showed me his house then to my room. I entered the room then told Larry I was gonna take a nap and would meet up with him later. He said no worries. Then the next thing I remember was turning of the lights.
Beep...... Beep......Beep. This annoying sound woke me up it was the alarm clock. I looked over at the wall to see the alarm clock. 12:10. Wow was I in a groggy mood, just tired. Then I started to hear this sound coming form down stairs. I left my bed and the room, then headed for the stairs. I started to hear the sound more clearly it was moaning. I crept down the stairs and slowly walked into the room where Larry was. Larry was on the couch with just a shirt on watching interracial porn. These two black men were tag teaming this innocent little girl. That’s when I slipped and knocked over a plate/vase. Larry turned around faced me. “You okay” he asked
“Ya but I’m sorry I didn’t mean to interrupt I didn’t no you were.... um busy” I replied
“Nonsense come on down take a seat want a puff from his joint.” He asked