OFFICIAL DISCLAIMER: This story is FICTIONAL based upon the fictional characters created by Margaret Mitchell for her novel, "Gone With The Wind" . Hope you guys enjoy Part 2 as much as you did Part 1....obviously, there are a number of horny guys out there who've wanted to see the dashing Rhett Butler topped! Unzip and enjoy! "Pork, my good man, let me see that big hand of yours", Rhett Butler said to Pork, who was still grinning broadly after having rutted Mr. Rhett's tight, hairy ass. "Sure, Mr. Rhett!" Pork replied, showing his huge white-gloved hand to the dashing millionaire Scallawag and legendary blockade runner. "Yeah, Pork, this hand looks like it would just be perfect to spank my hairy, lily-white ass. I haven't had a good, hard spanking since I was 15, and by God, I'm long overdue. Would you do me the honor of taking me across your knees, Pork?" "God Almighty, Mr. Rhett, I'd be honored to whup your white-man's ass!" Rhett grinned in response, and told Pork to pull up the straight-backed wooden chair that stood next to the doorway. Then, the muscular black valet felt his huge African cock start to pound again, as he watched Mr. Rhett strip off his shirt, suit, and shoes, now clad in just his tight, sweaty union suit and his gartered socks. Rhett's massive white cock, hard once again, jutted proudly from the open crotch of his long underwear, thick black tufts of hair jutting through the open crotch. Pork felt his black trouser snake throb hard as Mr. Rhett positioned himself over his black trousered thighs; the seat of Mr. Rhett's union suit was still open, revealing his round, firm, hairy man-mounds, with clumps of Pork's drying jizz clinging to the thick black hairs between them. "Pork, " Rhett growled "Trust me when I say that I've done many things in my life that I should be punished for. So show me no mercy whatsoever when you spank this big white ass of mine!" "Yessir, Mr. Rhett!" Pork replied, as his big arm encircled Rhett's thickset torso to hold him in position, and then raising the other hand to make contact with those hairy, juicy mounds of hairy white-man's ass. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! "YYYEEEEEEAAAAHHHHH!!!", Rhett snarled, as Pork's powerful hand started spanking his captive, upturned ass. Each blow of the big black man's powerful hand to his hairy buttocks made his thick cock grind even harder against his valet's powerful, well-muscled thigh, leaking lube all over his black uniform trousers. SMACK! SMACK ! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Rhett's round backside quivered and danced as Pork's white-gloved hand came crashing down again andagain.
Damn, Pork, thought, how he always wanted to do this to a white man's ass! Rhett grunted, cussed, and whimpered deep in his throat as his hulking black valet spanked his hairy rump long and hard. Soon, Mr. Rhett's backside was a mass of red, sore, blazing flesh, twin mounds of well-thrashed man-flesh! Rhett then spied one of his shoes, and reached back and handed it to Pork, ordering " Take this Goddamned shoe and really tear up my ass Pork....pretend I'm some plantation owner that wanted to sell you down river!" With that, Pork grabbed the big black shoe of his millionaire employer and brought that thick sole down hard, making a loud, sharp "BAM!!" as it made contact with Mr. Rhett's already-flamingass.
BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! Rhett bellowed, swore, and cussed loudly as his own shoe blistered his hairy masculine backside. Pork, who always resented "uppity white folks" really was unleashing long-dormant frustrations, making Mr. Rhett's red, flaming rump quiver and dance as the big man humped his aching member all the harder against the dominant black man's well-muscledthigh.
Rhett Butler, the daring blockade runner who had more nerve than Sherman's army, was now sobbing openly like a spanked young lad, tears coursing down his handsome, mustachioed face as his domineering valet lambasted his sore, flaming ass with his own shoe. Pork felt a great sexual rush come over him as he stopped long enough to inspect hishandiwork. Rhett flinched as that big gloved hand roughly squeezed his sore, flaming, furry ass, which was now criss-crossed with welts and handprints. His mind reeling with raw sexual power, Pork reached over to where Rhett's discarded suit trousers were , and he unhooked the expensive leather suspenders. Then, Pork slid Rhett's pinstriped trousers between his cock and his own leg, "YOU AIN'T SHOOTIN' THAT WHITE SPUNK ALL OVER ME, WHITE MAN!" Pork snarled, "SHOOT YOUR DAMN LOAD ALL OVER YOUR OWN DAMN PANTS!" With that, Pork then began flailing Rhett's blistered, ravaged rump with his own suspenders. THIP! THIP! THIP! THIP! THIP! THIP! Even more hot welts popped up on Rhett's hairy, fiery assmounds, and his moaning and whimpering only turned Pork on more. The feel of humping Pork's thick leg through his own trousers while getting his white ass beaten by this powerful black man was too much for Mr. Rhett. His aching, sperm-laded balls blew, and Mr. Rhett's huge erection started spewing out jet after jet of thick spooge all over the material of his trousers, as he humped Pork's leg like a madman. "UUUGHHHHHHHHOOHHHGODDDDDDDDDDDDD...YEAHHHH...OHFUCKYEAHHHH!!" Rhett growled at the top of his lungs, as his fat cock shot a massive, steaming load all over his suittrousers.
This sent Pork over the edge. No longer could his own desires be denied. Rougly shoving Mr. Rhett off his lap, he tossed Rhett's sperm-soaked trousers atop his desk and ordered him to lean over and start licking them clean. Still sniffling back a stray sob, Rhett obeyed, and bent over his desk, and started lapping up his own hot spunk from his suit pants. A moment later Rhett bellowed like a wounded Confederate soldier on the battlefield as Pork roughly shoved his massive black cock between his welted, blistered, crimson buttocks. Pork's big gloved hands grabbed onto Mr. Rhett's broad shoulders and relentlessy pounded that red, raw, tight-as-hell white ass like a maniac, loving the feel of the rich white man's tight ass wrapped around his humongous ebonyshaft.
Pork's massive black balls, loaded with hot black spunk, angrily smacked against Mr. Rhett's flaming ass, battering Mr. Rhett's overworked prostate and making the deflated white cock start to throb and harden once again. All too soon, Pork's overloaded balls boiled over, and, as he hollered out, "TAKE THIS DAMN BLACK MAN'S LOAD, WHITE BOY!" the hulking black valet reached his peak, as scalding jets of his thick, hot spooge sprayed the depths of Mr. Rhett's tortured backside. As Rhett felt his own orgasm rapidly approaching, his mind reeled at how, after nearly a lifetime of wondering, he now finally KNEW what it was like to be sexually dominated by a tough, commanding black man. Just before he shot another massive load, he heard Pork chuckle. "Sure as gun's iron, Mr. Rhett, your ass belongs to me from this night on!" Rhett only prepared to shoot an explosive load, knowing that now HE was the SLAVE, and his tall, hulking black valet was his MASTER!! THE END! Hope you guys enjoyed! Comments and feedback always welcome!