Chapter 18 - Final Service
As soon as the trunk was opened, I saw three very large black men and two of them picked me up - one grabbed my ankles and the other grabbbed me by the shoulders and they carried me into a barn-like structure like a sack of potatoes. The third guy picked up pwc slave aka Rhonda and carried her over his shoulder.
They dumped us on the dirt ground in the barn and looked at us with disgust. One said "crawl over here you disgusting slaves." We both obeyed his intense command and he proceeded to fasten leather collars, wrist, and ankle restraints and then clipped both Rhonda and me to metal o-rings attached to the ground. He then whipped out his cock and pissed all over us and looked at us with utter contempt as we just absorbed his warm urine. We were largely immobilized and after he finished urinaring on us he left saying "we will come fetch you when it is showtime. Just know you both disgust me and if I had my way I would destroy you completely."
We were left alone covered in warm piss and not able to move more than a foot in any direction. I said "what the fuck is going on?" She started to cry a little and said "I don't know but I know Master hates privileged white people like you and me and I just hope we make it out of this alive tonight. I have heard about snuff scenes and ..." I interrupted her and said "stop it, He may hate us but He would never go that far." She calmed down and we passed the next hour in a quiet silence as our minds both raced and imagined our fate.
After about an hour, two of the same large men came into the barn, put leashes on us, released us from the floor rings, and walked us out of the barn like a couple of pets. The ground hurt my knees awfully, yet I knew better to complain or stop. Rhonda stopped for a second for what I assume was the same reason and he just dragged her on her back as she cried in pain until she got back into a crawling position. The vibe with these guys was completely different - we were not human to them. They treated us as sub-human.
We were led into a small recessed open air arena of sorts. There were probably 80 or so black men and woman off different ages but mostly younger looking down onto the arena that was at ground level and had a dirt floor. It almost looked like what I had seen of a rodeo arena on television. The people were all talking and laughing loudly and all had drinks in their hands. I heard a few hoots and hollers as we come in and I do remember hearing one man say "Fresh meat."
We were both led to stockade like devices in the middle of the arena and they put our hands and heads in them and locked us in. I was facing Rhonda but we were about 4 feet apart. They then put spreader bars between our ankles and then locked the ankle restraints to metal rings on the earth. We were both completely immobile. I sensed we were going to be beaten and fucked for the crowd's amusement. I looked at Rhonda and saw fear in her eyes. I had put up with a lot of abuse and pain in my service to Master and I braved myself mentally for this night. If I could endure it and survive I would be free.
After a few minutes, the short man with black glasses that had driven us here came out and addressed the crowd. "Ladies and gentlemen, tonight we have for you two slaves from Chicago that have been thoroughly used, beaten, raped, whored out and more and are here now to entertain you. But first their Owner will demonstrate their obedience. Welcome Tony and his associate, Jamal." The crowd applauded as the two came out. Master walked up to Rhonda and Jamal to me and each took out their dicks and put it in our faces.
Master said "suck slaves" to us and we both did as told. Jamal's dick was in my mouth and I was working it as best I could with my limited mobility. Master said to the crowd "these slaves have both been serving me for nearly two years and they have become white earners as my whores to black men. They have been trained to understand and live out their inferiority to black men and women. Even when I am done with their worthless asses after tonight - they will crave to be used by superior Black men and women for the rest of their lives." The crowd cheered as He finished His speech.
Then both He and Jamal pulled out of our mouths and Master went behind me and drove His entire 9 plus incher into my ass in one calculated thrust and I yelled in pain. He fucked my ass as He spanked me as hard as He could. I could see Jamal was doing the same to Rhonda and we made knowing eye contact that this was our lot in life now.
My Master spanked me so hard that I knew I would be bruised badly the next day. My cock betrayed me a little and got hard while Master was humiliating me in front of 80 people. He said "looks like this cumslut cracker faggot likes my big dick in his boi cunt." I grunted "Yes Master."
After five minutes of hard fucking He exploded into my ass and said loudly "that is how I breed my slaves!" Less than a minute later Jamal exploded into Rhonda with a few loud grunts.
They both stood there for a minute as the crowd yelled and applauded. Then Master and Jamal went to each of our faces and Master said "now watch them drink our piss like the lowly disgusting inferior white slaves that they are." Each one pissed in our mouths and I was never good at drinking piss without gagging but I got most of it down. The crowd was yelling things like "nasty bitches" and "drink it all up" to us.
Master glared at me and said "you missed some cumslut, you are really a tiny dicked worthless excuse as a human being and I am going to make you so low tonight, just watch." He then backhanded my face giving a bloody lip as the crowd cheered. They then both left the arena floor and the stocky MC appeared again.
He said to the crowd "and now the main entertainment will begin in two minutes, please make your final bets." I heard a lot of murmuring and saw lots of money exchanging hand and I knew that this could not be good. It was hard to focus on it too much because I had an ass full of cum leaking out, had the taste of piss in my mouth, and was still bleeding and dizzy from the smack on my face.
After two minutes went by, I heard a loud whistle and the crowd all went silent and stared at us to watch what was next. I prayed Rhonda was not correct about a snuff scene.