A note to readers: I will be going on writing further episodes for Ebony High as and when I can, but there is also a new series, which you may have seen, White Sunset. This series will take the themes of Ebony High into a broader African world. White Sunset,like Ebony High, can be seen in both Inter-racial and Authoritarian sections
I hope you enjoy both series, and of course this latest development in the life of the school. Do let me know!
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The Emir Takes Over
When Emir Amani, the oil billionnaire visited with his 16 and 17 year old sons, Ebony High was all prepared for its new owners. It was a visit that Musonda wished to go as well as possible, as he wanted to stay on as Principal if not owner, with as generous a contract as possible. He had pulled out all the stops in the weeks before the visit. He had his eye, among other things on showing the Emir the new buildings, the expensive new sports facilities, get him to meet the staff and the boys, and not least meet a few new white boys, to give him an idea of how these rather special boys were inducted into Ebony High.
On this last issue he wanted to be sure that the boys would be suitable. Boys were so much more unpredictable than buildings, and many white boys needed careful handling before they could be fully utilised
"I don't want any that are going to be difficult in the first meeting" he had said to David Mtalo and Vusi Simalini, the two teachers who generally knew best the qualities of new white boys. "I think that rules out French and American boys, they can be so unreasonable and stroppy. I know you like beating them down, David, but that takes time. Who do you have coming in this term who we can trust to be able to handle everything done to them at an induction?"
David Mtalo suggested two English boys, one who had very good reports from his previous school, where he'd been very popular indeed with a number of the black students, and the other who had been the only white at a local scout group where the boys controlled and subordinated him well. The scoutmaster had told David that the young blond was the best cocksucker he had known. Both had been given Racial Retraining Programme, Ebony High bursaries on the basis of these recommendations, and there were high hopes that they would make excellent PodWhites.
"They haven't as far as I know had that much experience of hard discipline or being fucked, but they show real promise. And they're blonde blue eyed boys, good physically too, which should please the Emir! Bout the same age as his sons too -- they're coming into the senior school direct"
The three arabs, father and sons, all in pure white arab dress, went on a tour of the school and then joined Principal Musonda for a talk on his own future.They had a good discussion on academic standards, the school's finances and sporting achievements. The Emir was clearly impressed but his two boys were getting restless. They brightened up when the discussion moved to the Racial Retraining Programme in the school. They had heard about this and really hoped to learn more. Was it true, above all, that the white boys were used as a resource for the black students? They had heard all sorts of stories!
As if to answer their questions, at 11.30, right on cue, Thomas and Nicholas, the two new white boys on their first week boarding at the school, naked other than wearing tiny Pod shorts and leather collars, were delivered on leashes by Le Roy and Christophe.
The white boys had not met before this week, but both were joining the school for the A levels and they were sharing a room at present.. They had seen a lot of the school since they arrived two days ago, but had been put up so far in a double room near the infirmary. They would be allocated to dormitories today. Several were without a PodWhite since the beginning of term, and there was some discontent about it among the boys affected.
The morning had been most unusual for the two boys. They had been told yesterday that this morning was to be something of an initiation ritual, but that they shouldn't worry about it. The drugging of their fruit juice at breakfast made them calm but also highly charged sexually. They both drooled with lust when they had been picked up from their room by Le Roy and Christophe, and were amazed as the two black hunks each kissed them both on the lips. Both of the strong muscular blacks were dressed in full school uniform but wore very short khaki shorts, huge bulges even more evident after they had helped the two boys to strip off their school uniforms, and underwear.Their young white cocks had bounced around in front of the two blacks who fondled them to reassure them. The young niggas wanted them desperately, but knew they were not to take them until after the morning meeting. The white boys were so horny with the drugging they had received, and their cocks were rigid. They felt the two blacks' dicks through their shorts, taking in the length and thickness, and gasping. This school wasn't bad they thought!
Both Thomas and Nicholas looked doubtfully at the white silk shorts they were then given, but the collars seemed not to bother them. Their Pod shorts now only made them look more naked, and their blonde hair and long milky white legs gave them a gorgeous vulnerability. Both blacks could smell out a new and memorable fucking opportunity, as they felt the two boys' butts on the way to the Principal's office.
Both boys flushed at being taken in to the Principal almost naked, with worrying erections, and thought the leashes meant they were going to be disciplined.
They were indeed both very blond and well developed boys, Thomas was totally smooth, with no apparent body hair, Nicholas had a fuzz of blond hair down from his navel to the waist of his shorts. The two fresh whites, almost wholly open to view, were clearly erect but privately terrified, as they were introduced to the three arabs. The princes, who were to join the school on a part-time basis, couldn't take their eyes off them, and even the father's eyes lit up at their entrance.
Then the arabs looked at the whiteboys' minders, who held the two blondes on leashes. Christophe, the tall 18yr old Tutsi from Rwanda, his 12 inch black dick now bulging under his school shorts. He was, as a Senior Prefect, the main enforcer of discipline among the white students. The Principal himself had Christophe's shorts specially tailored when his astonishing physical attributes became known. Shorter than normal, the front was cut more generously to accommodate what the boys now called his WMD. His strong long black legs, and the bulging khakis, tight on his round butt and huge cock, had all heads turn when he walked round the school. Le Roy, the school's only Jamaican boy, was hardly less well endowed, with a ten inch tool that was always wanting more. He adored fucking white boys pussies and regarded any white boy in the school as his bitch. The Emir could see his dick actually pulsing under his shorts as he held Nicholas on a tight leash.
The older of the princes casually went over to Thomas.
"And what do you want to be when you leave school Boy?" he asked, though in fact he was only a year older than the boy
"I'd like to be an engineer Sir!" said Thomas, wishing he was not so exposed
"Well, we have plenty of opportunities for engineers in the Gulf, Boy!" He stroked Thomas's nipples then squeezed them. His dark hazel eyes locked on to the white boy's, and Thomas's cock jumped. The prince looked down at the boy's shorts, and the bulge of his cock, and smiled.
He nods his head gently. Just as we had heard!
The six boys, black, arab, and white formed a little group alongside the Emir and the Principal. The two princes were talking quietly together, and looking across to the taller blondes. As they did so Le Roy pushed his hand up the back of Nicholas's shorts and stroked his tight young white butt. The white cock stiffened and then emerged from the front of the white boy's Pod shorts. The older prince grasped it as Le Roy pushed his hand further up and into the white boy's crack. Nicholas stood, blushing red, as young Arab and African explored him, their hands meeting at his balls, watched benignly by the Emir and the Principal.
"We need to build up more bursaries for additional white boys ", said the Emir looking at his younger son now feeling Thomas's butt, and squeezing it through his Pod shorts.
"We need to recruit in white neighbourhoods, if this school is to achieve its potential!" His son, who had now pulled the Pod shorts down to see more of what was apparently on offer, thought that Thomas's butt could soon achieve its full potential. Then the arab boy reached over and squeezed Christophe's black tool, still trapped in his shorts as he held Thomas's leash.
"Good dick on you, black-boy!" he said softly, "you had him yet?"
"Not yet, but I will soon!". Thomas felt the ground slip from under his feet, as the arab boy started to finger his butthole. The Emir watched.
"I want my two sons to have personal white servants in school, drawn from the ranks of the white students -- adaptation will be needed, but until we get more whites, the boys will have to make do, and multi-task."
Just then, and as if by accident, Paolo, Musonda's young black PA, knocked entered and asked "Are the new white boys ready for their inspection, shaving, and oiling, Sir?
"Well, I think so Paolo, though it isn't the best of times!"
He explained to the Emir that all new boys were shaved to discourage body lice which had been a problem in the dormitories some time ago, and the opportunity was taken of ensuring that all bodily hygiene matters were attended to, and that for the white boys that they were ready for their Pod meetings later in the day.
"Let them go, we can then talk business, Musonda!" said the Emir
"Come along boys!" said Paolo to the two whites, patting their butts
"Oh Daddy, can we go and see them oild up and shaved? Oh please Daddy! I think I want this one as my Boy! I will need to know how to maintain him Daddy!" The prince still had his fingers around Thomas's hole and the boy's shorts were now round his feet, his white cock sticking out towards the emir. Tears were falling down Thomas's cheeks, as his shame mixed with a lust to be fucked.
"Well I suppose there's no harm in it, is there Mr Musonda? I mean, I will be giving free range to my sons once I am the majority owner of the school and then they will be able to see everything."
Masonda looked across at the two young arab princes. He thought they were about to rape the two blonde boys on the spot. Both were positively salivating at the sight of the fresh, all-too-available, white boy meat waiting to be tenderised.
"Absolutely no harm! Paolo, take the two young princes to see these two young scallywag English boys shaved! Thomas, do pull up your shorts Boy, or I will have to cane you. And Le Roy and Christophe, off with you now, you get back to your classes. You can pick the Podboys up here at lunchtime. I want you show them where their dormitories are, help them to settle in, and maybe introduce them to a few of your friends."
"Oh we will sir! said Christophe, smiling and holding the obscene bulge in his shorts.
The arab boys gathered their white robes together and got up to go with the taller, almost naked Thomas and Nicholas, and Paolo now their black minder. They were clearly excited at the prospect of seeing them shaved and lubricated.
Christophe and Le Roy grinned at each other as they handed the leashes of the panicked and tearful blonde whiteboys over to the princes. They would have the boys later as lunch. None the worse for them being stretched a little. It would save a lot of bother.
Paolo took his little group into his room, down the long corridor from the Principal's study. He had everything he needed there. The princes' hands were deep inside the white boys' shorts long before they got there. Before the door was closed,the two blonde boys' butts were exposed, and they were kissing the two young arab boys with passion. The arab boys opened their robes and their long curved circumsized brown cocks stood out proudly. They pushed the white boys to their knees.
"Suck our cocks, pussyboys!" Thomas and Nicholas started slurping on the arab tools, as Paolo watched. He didn't want them to cum just yet, so after a few minutes he broke in:
"Well, perhaps you would like to help me, young Sirs, I need the shorts right off them now"
The boys were made to stand and their satin shorts were ripped off. The three dark skinned boys licked their lips at their creamy white butt cheeks, and the two erect but quite small white cocks each surrounded by blonde hair. Paolo knelt in front of them. The white boys blushed red as the young black looked into their pubic hair, checked under their foreskins and and turned on the electric razor. He cut the bush off Thomas, stretching his cock upwards as the arab boys laughed their brown cocks still out and erect. Then he did the same to Nicholas. When it came to the shaving both princes wanted a go, and each took turns shaving around Thomas's cock -- one of them holding it out of the way by the foreskin as Paolo had told them to, while the other shaved around it. As they did so Paolo sucked strongly on Nicholas's cock, and sucked Thomas as they shaved Nicholas.
Sucking whiteboys' dicks was always a highlight of the young black's day -- even though neither of these white boys could be allowed to cum in his mouth whilst the two arab princes were still wanting them.
And so to the lubrication and enlarging process. Paolo got them to sniff something from a pad he strapped on to each of their noses. Combined with the drugs they had in the morning the poppers made the young whites want nothing but more black or arab cock. They sank to their knees again in front of the two arab boys, begging for their cocks, but just when the tools were in their grasp, they were pulled up and bent over the desk by Paolo.
"Oh shit! said Nicholas.
"OH SHIT!!!!" said the elder prince, as he saw Paolo lube up the holes of the bent over white boys, and push two then three black fingers up their tight holes. The prince whipped his large arab cock over the younger white boy's startled face.
"I just have to get the instrument for enlarging the holes!" said Paolo "There will be a lot of action on them tonight"
"We can do it" said the younger prince, taking his strong young brown cock to Nicholas's up-turned lubed up hole.
"Oh yes sir, fuck me sir, please sir! said Nicholas
Thomas just groaned as the elder prince took him in one savage thrust.
Paolo, who had never seen arab boys fucking before, was impressed.
The princes took turns on each boy as Paolo got under them to suck their cocks again -- being rewarded this time with two loads of thick salty whiteboy cum.
"Spread your fuckin legs Boy!!"" yelled the elder prince to Thomas as he began to climax, and poured his fist load of arab royal seed into an Ebony High whiteboy. It would be the first of many.
His brother followed almost immediately pounding Nicholas into the desk and seeding him with four or five spurts of royal cum.
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While the two sons were enjoying their new white toy-boys, their father was being entertained by excerpts from the Thierry Initiation video He was very aroused and wanted to see the boy. Thierry was called out from class to meet him. He left, to laughter from the class who thought he was going for one of his quite frequent thrashings. He thought so too, but in five minutes was on his knees sucking off the royal arab cock in front of the Principal.
By the time the shaved, lubricated, arab-cock enlarged white boys were returned totally naked and oiled, to the study, Daddy had cum down Thierry's throat, and was now trying out the martinet on him. Musonda had helped him with his technique, and the muscular arab was now getting into his stride. Thierry's sobs were the first thing that his sons heard, as the fifth lash hit the white boy's bubbled butt.
"Oh Woweee!!" said his sons, "the white boys get beaten as well, as well as fucked! This is a fab school! Can we try it out on our two Daddy?"
Mr Musonda became a rich man selling his 51% of the school to the Emir, in exchange for a binding 5 year personal employment contract. He put his riches down solely to the marketable value of white boys' butts.
Once the two arab boys were in school, though they would be there for only some weeks at a time, they were given rooms adjacent to the main dormitories, rooms where usually prefects had slept. There they used their white boys to their hearts content. They didn't keep to the same boys by any means, but made their choices from all the whites available. At first however they kept to the two fresh whites they had met and used first. The older taller boy, 17 yr old Prince Sidiki, had young Thomas, and the 16 yr old Prince Amadu had the tall 17 yr old Nicholas. They were never seen, in the first weeks, around the school without them -- each collared and on a leather leash following his master.
They liked seeing the blacks use them too, especially Le Roy and Christophe, so all was well, but there was more verbal and racial abuse when they had sex than ever before known in the school.
They got to call the whites "English slut boys" and often, in the heat of the action told the "niggers" to fuck their "white cunts". But everyone settled down to the new regime, and school life went on.
The recuitment of PodWhites however had to increase greatly to cope with the Emir's ambitions and soon there were fifty, not twenty whites at the school. Each PodWhite now had the crossed scimitars of the Emirate tattooed on his stomach -- always visible above the abbreviated Pod shorts, as well as the school's name and black power logo on his butt cheeks. There were developed plans to open a branch of the school in the Emirates, and trained Southern African PodWhites would be exported there.
With the need to expand numbers of PodWhites some boys were inevitably recruited who resented their subordinate role, couldn't or wouldn't adapt, and brought in "attitudes from the past". Some fought hard to resist - causing even greater pleasure to the black students, such as Christophe, placed in charge of correction. He was in fact kept on after his normal leaving year, due to his success in intimidating and punishing problematic whites.
Before such boys would have been thrown out. Now the demand for young white boy meat was high, and retraining in a progessively harder way was introduced. Recalcitrant white boys were sent to the local college for assessment and, if judged suffficient, a short sharp shock in re-education. This was conducted by staff, with enthusiastic support from black students, using electric collars, cockrings, and electric cattle prods. The boys were almost literally thrown into the black students' dormitories where nightly they were presented with black cocks to suck, and their white asses opened for use, failing which they were subjected to shocks. The boys were returned to school changed, but still needing occasional electric shocks to keep them in their place. Senior black boys were given authority to use cattle prods and shock them through their collars or cockrings. Christophe and Le Roy were both designated racial enforcers, and called in by a dormitory or a Pod when their PodWhite was proving reluctant or difficult. Other whites were disciplined with the prods as time went by -- it was quick and effective if not entirely painless! Sometimes the prods were brought into a Pod meeting for fun, for a "Pod-Prod" meeting. Unsuspected by the PodWhite, he would suddenly be cattle prodded on the white ass, or on his cock and balls during and between fucks. This was hugely entertaining, and was increasingly used at celebrations of a public or school holiday, or a birthday of one of the black students.The boys called it "White Empowerment".
Where such methods were insufficient problem boys were sent for six months or a year, or even indefinitely, to distant farms where they were used for manual labour, and anything else that could be dreamed up -- which included hard team fucking by black farm labourers.
Ebony High had entered into a new and demanding period of its development, and had grown from a small local school into an international institution with its own unique, if controversial, methods of education and training. I wonder what the future holds?
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