Female Domination, Femdom Stories — May 5, 2012 3:45 am

Ebony and Ivory

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Here’s a blog I wrote for Mistress Paris in England. It has a racial quality to it so you might not want to read it. The mistress explained her session, and I put it into words. Hope you like it. ….Brainsex. (Caution – contains racist fiction)

The image is from the actual session by the way. Thanks to the mistress for the photo and the slaves for their permission.

I have always been in favour of racial harmony and integration. So what could be more integrating than having a white arse connected to a black arse with a red dildo? This exercise in togetherness happened last week when I invited my white slave to play with a new black supplicant who wanted me to abuse, humiliate and generally give him a hard time. Hard is right, or should that be hard on!

Anyway my black slave came on time, the white one was already in my clutches doing some much needed toilet cleaning (with his tongue). Without a formal introduction, I ordered the black chap to strip naked (his ivory slavemate was already bollock naked) and promptly shackled their ankles together. Harmony or what? There they were, ebony and ivory side by side. Thus shackled I ordered them to clean my skirting boards and door handles and make sure that they didn’t drop a molecule of water otherwise: trouble. I also ordered both to stay hard – make sure that their cocks were at full tilt. If one saw the other going limp, they had to wank them off to reinstate the full erection. Or else.

I made them do this for a full hour; of course I strutted around in my leather outfit and wicked jackboots barking orders at them and giving them a slap or a good whipping if any breaches of discipline were made. And many were of course. White guy had to wank black cock and vice versa many times. When all was clean to my satisfaction I decided to throw black and white alike into my cage in the dungeon. The stripped-naked twins shivered in the cold but were told to make sure their cocks were hard, and stayed iron erect. I watched them with great amusement as they tried to stave off cold and keep each other’s hard-on hard on. They did this by wanking and sucking where necessary. And it was necessary a lot.

When I’d got tired of their feeble antics in the cage, I decided (as a merciful goddess) to let them out. But they were released on condition – their balls would be tied to a short rope, slip knot carefully tied by me (all those years in the Guides have come in handy) and like two puppies on a lead, I led them up the stairs literally by their balls. They looked so good together – a naked black slave, a white sub, pulled along by their mistress (who couldn’t help putting in the odd yank to make sure they stayed up with me).

Up in my boudoir I decided I needed some entertainment. So I ordered the two bare arsed slaves to sit arse to arse (still tied by the balls of course). Then I gave them a challenge: I would sit in a chair at the far end of the room, with my legs wide apart so that they could look up my skirt and glance my holy of holies, my gorgeous pussy. Whoever could get their tongues to my pussy first would reap a reward. Well there was much struggling, pulling, trying to pull the other away (all the while the rope round their balls getting tighter as they pulled). Eventually my strong black slave got to within tongue licking distance of my perfumed cunt. The black slave was to get his reward – a lick of my wet pussy lips but first a reminder that with every good thing, comes a bad. He, the winner, would have to pay for the prize: my electric fly swat on his sore balls. He pleaded, begged, even cried, tears flowing down his black face. But it was of no use, my mind was made up. With ecstasy comes agony. I swatted his battered balls (and gave the other white boy a taste of my electrics too just to show that I am fair to all colours).

So ended my rainbow alliance torture session. Ebony and Ivory, in perfect harmony – both cried out in pain and it sounded so harmonious.