Mistress Barbara Calls Ch. 02

"No Mistress, not my wife, you own me, you own every part of me." Greta answered.

"Tell me what your wife is greta."

"Mistress, she is a fat assed pig slut of a woman who loves big fat nigger dick in all her holes. She is a complete black cock whore." Greta yelled.

"Very nice." Barbara giggled. "Did you hear that my little pig slut?" Barbara asked lifting Marci's eyes to look at her. "Your little fagot hubby thinks you're a big fat black cock whore."

Marci just nodded and continued to submissively take Jerome's violation of her ass.

"Is that true Piglet slut? Are you just a nigger cock lovin' whore? Is your devoted loving husband right?"

"Yes Mistress, I am a black cock loving slut of a whore." Marci replied. There was no fight or will in her answer, she just answered as she was expected. Barbara let go of Marci's face and savagely fucked Greta's ass until she actually came. It was a small one, but still very delightful. Greta never removed his face from his wife's pussy again.

Jerome had been watching all of this and it got him all excited, a moment later he exploded inside Marci and filled her with his thick nigger spunk. She normally would relish that feeling, the feeling of Jerome's thick baby batter filling her fat ass, but today, she just grunted over and over as he filled her full of his seed.

When he was done, he pulled out of her and demanded Greta clean him. Greta licked every drop off of his shrinking cock while his wife was still lying on him. As he was cleaning, he felt Jerome grab his head and he held his cock deep inside Greta's mouth, just holding it there. Suddenly Greta knew why, as a stream of warm fluid filled his mouth. He scrambled to swallow all the urine as it escaped Jerome's cock, but some spilled down his face and on to the bed sheets. When it was over, Jerome pulled his cock from Greta's mouth and got dressed. He then watched as Barbara finished the night with her favorite submissive couple.

Barbara instructed Marci to lie on her back. Then she removed Greta's CB2000 and said, "You may fuck your hand lover boy."

Greta instantly grabbed his penis, noticing how minuscule it felt in his hand compared to Jerome's and began stroking it.

"Come on Baby doll, cum for your Mistress." Barbara enticed him. "Cum for Mama. Cum all over your nigger cock lovin' whore wife's face. Cum Now!"

Less than 30 seconds after grabbing his little cocklet, Greta exploded. Spurt after spurt hit his wife's face and a few blasts landed on her tits. Marci couldn't believe how much came out, she had never seen so much from her husband's puny little wee wee. She didn't realize it had been over a month since Barbara had let him cum. Once again she didn't resist any of it, just lying there letting her pussy husband cum all over her like a common white trash whore.

Greta collapsed on top of his wife.

"Clean this pig slut up Greta, NOW!"

Greta began licking his own cum from his wife's body as she lay there exhausted from the evening's events. When he was done with that, he cleaned Jerome' cum from her ass.

After Greta had finished, both Barbara and Jerome left the room laughing between themselves. They turned out the light, leaving the couple as they were. Greta's mouth and face covered in Jerome's cum, and Marci's body covered in the remains of everyone's cum, sleeping on a bed with Jerome's pee stain on it.

An hour later Jerome returned to find Greta's face once again buried between his wife's fat thighs. He roared with laughter as he grabbed Greta by the hair and flung him onto the floor. Glaring with evil filled eyes at Marci he ordered her off the bed and onto her hands and knees. Marci's cow utters swung freely and her cow bell rang loudly as she scurried to obey. Jerome quickly used hand cuffs to lock Greta's hands behind his back. Then lock a pair of cuffs locking his ankles together.

Leaving Greta on the floor Jerome turned his attention to Marci. "Follow me cow," the powerful black man demanded with a gleam in his dark eyes, "its time for round two." Marci's cow bell clanged loudly as she followed Jerome from the room on all fours.

Jerome flipped off the light and closed the door as they left, leaving Greta where he was on the floor. Greta listened intently as the clang of Marci's cow bell disappeared down the hall. Minutes later Greta heard the loud unmistakable "Mooooo" of his fat assed cow wife. Tears of frustration trickled down Greta's cheeks as he listened to his wife's new mating call late into the night. "Moooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."