Out of Afrika Ch. 17

An interracial fantasy created by International Writers Curt B, Julie Van and Wunderboi

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Chapter 17

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Gerald stood at the kitchen sink and looked out of the window but did not see anything as he daydreamed his way through the task of washing-up and cleaning after yet another very satisfactory Sunday afternoon 'garden party'. The guests had all departed leaving him alone, just as he liked it, and he knew everyone had fun (some at his expense, he chuckled) but now with the chill of the evening having set in they had things to do elsewhere that didn't include him which was fine; he loved to be left alone with his thoughts.

He took a scouring pad in his rubber-gloved hand and focused his attention on dislodging the charred meat that was stubbornly adhered to the grill. It was a task that didn't require much concentration which is why once again his mind drifted and he was soon lost in the reverie of reliving the past year and Sally and his return to Hawksville. There were some aspects that he was a little hazy about but in general, he thought it to have been a comforting journey that had begun with the rescue of his life from a dead-end job to where he now was, an executive with a prestigious company which was destined to become even more successful. He had been told by his bosses that their success was entirely due to having good people such as himself who made such a significant contribution. He felt very good knowledge about that and he convinced himself that is why he was getting all these benefits.

It was Sally's sister Janice who last year had gotten in touch and mentioned that her company, Rhino Industries, was recruiting and needed people with Gerald's financial skills and experience. He followed up on her suggestion and sent in his CV and he and Sally were both extremely excited to hear back that his application had been accepted.

He mused that at the time he didn't know too much about the black-owned South African firm which had opened up in his old hometown. He had done a little research which revealed that they had an assembly plant and distribution centre for a growing line of highly popular electronics products which, at the time, was focused on their flagship product, an innovative cell phone. There were other products in the pipeline such as flat-screen TVs and sound systems and it was rumoured they were looking to branch out into several other markets, hence their need for additional workers and staff to help oversee everything. What stood out about the firm was the fact that they favoured hiring local black residents as opposed to whites; a policy well received both locally and by the state which was desperate to cut the rate of minority unemployment which had arisen after the closing of so many textile and furniture firms. However, when 'needs must' and the skills they required were not present they had no qualms in recruiting qualified whites especially when they were of the married kind!

As he scrubbed and scrapped at the obstinate crust on the grill he could hear the unmistakable sounds of bedsprings squeaking drifting down the hallway from one of the bedrooms. He smiled to himself thinking that it was most probably Sally 'entertaining' Able, their neighbour; they just couldn't get enough of each other was his thought as he turned his attention back to his soapy task and his daydreams.

Rhino's offer was a 'no brainer' and he immediately handed in his notice and together with Sally they'd driven back to Hawksville to begin the process of re-establishing themselves back in the town where they had both been born and had grown up.

He remembered that on arrival at the firm's offices they were directed by the receptionist to take a seat in the modern-looking lobby where they saw a display of the firm's products. Their attention had been drawn to a huge flat-screen TV, which was showing an ever-changing display of ads touting the firm's various products. As they watched the ever-changing display they had failed to notice the low-frequency hum coming through the speakers. It wasn't an unpleasant sounding noise it had a rather soothing effect, so soothing in fact that the couple both soon found themselves fixated on a rapidly swirling, multi-coloured rainbow. They later confessed to each other than with the comfort of the armchairs and the warmth of the foyer that they may have nodded off into a shallow sleep.

Gerald's musing as he stood at the sink would have taken longer had he known what had occurred next for, in reality, the 'shallow sleep' was a deep trance of which he had no conscious recollection. To them, the swirling pattern continued for what seemed to be just a few seconds but it continued for several minutes. In that time the light pattern of lights had completed a process of hypnotizing them both and under the trance was programming their brains, flooding them with an array of new thoughts and images which completely transformed the way their minds saw things. Old ideas and beliefs were quickly erased and replaced by a new set of values in keeping with Rhino's owners long term goals of removing racial prejudices; opening their minds to a new set of religious beliefs and, most central, the belief that whites were inferior to blacks in all regards but most importantly when it came to all things sexual.

After what seemed a few seconds the screen reverted to displaying the same swirling light show pattern as before and the accompanying faint humming sounds faded to be replaced once again by the constantly changing series of product ads.

Gerald recalled that at this point they had both felt a jolt as they emerged from their slumber and that a tall, good looking black man was standing before them. He introduced himself as Mark Brown, the firm's Personnel Manager, and laughing at their surprise awakening commented that, yes, the office was rather warm but brushing their embarrassment to one side invited them to follow him to his office as he had some important paperwork they'd both needed to complete.

Once in his office, the first thing Mark told them after congratulating Gerald on accepting the job offer was that as part of his employment package the firm wanted to provide them one of the newly remodelled homes in a racially integrated subdivision, a benefit provided to their favoured new employees. The particular house being offered had three bedrooms, two full baths, a large backyard complete with in-ground swimming pool.

Sally and Gerald had looked at each other in disbelief at their good fortune. "Say no more, where do I sign?" said Gerald with as much dignity as he could muster. Such an offer, even if it might be conditional and come with strings attached, they didn't need to discuss much for it would have been crazy to turn down a chance to work for this firm.

Of course, the programming that they had just undergone gave them no choice in the matter.

Mark pushed a contractual document across his desk and without any hesitation or bothering to read the small print Gerald signed his name with a flourish.

"What a significant moment that was," thought Gerald as he re-tied the strings of his frilly apron before going out to the patio to collect dirty plates and glasses. "It seemed as if everything changed from that point onwards."

Mark took back the contract and giving it a cursory glance placed it inside a file folder. He then tapped some details into his computer before reaching into the desk drawer to withdraw two packages each containing one of Rhino's newest cell-phones. He passed them over the desk with a smile and after briefly explaining how to activate their new phones they both switched them on.

They both immediate heard the same reassuring humming sounds they vaguely recalled hearing earlier back in the lobby. As Gerald looked at the phone's screen he again saw the familiar swirling rainbow of colours but the sounds in his head as he held the phone to his ear told him something different. He listened intently to a new set of programming instructions which convinced him that he was an inferior being; that he was subservient towards his wife in all things but, most importantly, he was to be deferential to all members of the black race.

Sally's phone also briefly displayed the same rainbow of colours pattern but she heard a different set of programming instructions. She listened with equal concentration to orders that she must adopt a more dominating nature, especially towards her husband; she was told she should act on her secret desire to serve the sexual needs of others, especially other black men and women. Her programming also mentioned her long-suppressed wish to return to attending church and casually advised that she could find satisfaction in embracing the teachings of the 'Church of the Black Staff.'

The brief user programming updates took several minutes but neither seemed to have noticed the time pass as they both accepted a multi-paged questionnaire Mr Brown slid across the desk towards them. Expressionless they read through the questions, which were extremely personal and sexual but due to their earlier pre-conditioning in the lobby neither raised any objections about answering even the most sensitive question. He gave a cursory smile when he read what Sally had written.

"Time to test," he thought and he got up and went around to their side of the desk and stood between them. Sally looked at him with dreamy eyes and without being told reached out to touch the obvious swelling that was straining at his trouser front. Mark batted her hands away. "Let him do it."

Gerald needed no further instruction and he scrambled to kneel before his new 'master' to undo the belt and deftly unzip Mark's tailored trousers. He tugged at the waistband and pulled them down. Sally's eyes went from dreamy to wide open when she saw the fat black cock that sprung free. If she could have articulated her thoughts it would have been to confess that her long-suppressed dreams had come true. She joined her husband to kneel before Mark.

"Stand up and stand there," he commanded Gerald, " .. and take off your pants." Gerald did as he was told and with his pants around his ankles, he watched his wife move closer to the black cock that was visibly getting stiffer, fatter and longer. He was both confused and excited when he saw her wrap her hands around the magnificent penis and felt a little intimidated to think of his stubby little cock in comparison.

Sally murmured her appreciation as she grasped the black shaft. She gripped a little harder and smiled when she succeeded to pull the loose skin of his foreskin over the glistening purple knob it was protecting. Mark patted and stroked her hair and drew her closer toward him. "Come on, you know what to do." She did know what to do and she opened her mouth, put out her tongue and licked at the shiny knob that was leaking clear sticky juice. He groaned his approval, "Good Girl."

It took no time at all before Sally got into some kind of rhythm of stroking the stiff cock with one hand whilst sucking as much as she was able into her mouth and to heft and fondle the hairy balls with her other hand. Mark leaned back against the edge of the desk for support and turning his attention away momentarily from the delicious treatment being meted out by his new 'employee' he looked to see that her husband was transfixed and had his hand wrapped around his little white cock and a smile of approval on his face.

He let Sally continue for a little while and then he felt the familiar stirrings begin to swell as her warm wet mouth sucked with increasing pressure. To her disappointment and confusion, he pushed her away but it was only a short pause. "Take off your blouse and show me your tits," he demanded.

With his cock bobbing obscenely in front of her gasping mouth she did as ordered and quickly plucked at the buttons of her white blouse. She slipped the cotton shirt from her shoulders and her large breasts supported by her sensible bra were exposed. As the garment fell to the floor so did a large glob of juice dribbled from his cock to coat her cleavage. She smiled to see it and undid the clasp of her bra.

Mark was equally impressed at the sight and he told her, "Show me how you play with yourself."

She wasn't quite sure what he was asking but she cupped her breasts in her hands and rubbed her thumbs over the stiff nipples that were prominently displayed. "Yeah, just like that," he said as he began to wank.

Gerald was also stroking himself but hoping that his wife hadn't noticed and certainly if she had given him any attention, wouldn't be making any comparisons. He need have no fears for Sally was focused on the massive black penis that was in front of her face being expertly masturbated by her black master. She heard him growl and without hesitation, she opened her mouth knowing that the moment had come. Mark grunted and a fountain of thick white spunk erupted from his thick black cock as he climaxed to shoot spurt after spurt into her waiting mouth which filled her and splattered over her face. She was incapable of swallowing it all and as she gagged and spluttered in surprise the cum flowed over her chin to drip and dribble down over her breasts. She sat back on her heels and giggled as she smoothed and massaged the creamy balm over her heaving breasts. Gerald meantime was examining his fingers unsure of just when he had had his own very satisfying climax.

Mark tucked his softening cock back into his trousers and returned to his side of the desk. He sat down and resumed his position as a responsible Personnel Manager and told them to tidy themselves up. He watched as they did so in a robotic fashion and when he was satisfied that once again they looked presentable he snapped his fingers.

Sally and Gerald resumed their seats and looked on contentedly as Mark slipped the forms into a folder. He satisfied himself that all formalities had been completed and then without any further ceremony he handed over the keys to their new house along with a security sticker for their car's windshield and, finally, a map showing them where to find their house.

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As he gathered the dishes and dirty glasses Gerald recalled his feelings of elation that day as they left the Rhino office building. He remembered it mainly as being the first time he felt like something fundamental had changed for when he had just about to climb back into the car Sally had sharply admonished him with a glare, "Do you mind; what do you think you are doing? Come and get my door and be a gentleman for a change!"

He had been taken aback by her rebuke but scurried around and with a mumbled apology he held open her door for her as she instructed. As she got in she handed him the security sticker and told him in precise words as if she was talking to a naughty kid exactly where on the windscreen it needed to be placed. Gerald did as he was told feeling like he'd let her and himself down and wasn't following through with even these simple tasks she'd given him.

From his office window, Mr Brown observed the little tableau pleased to see the initial conditioning was working as planned. He tapped at his keyboard and initiated the schedule that would over the next few days send frequent cell phone programming updates when Rhino technicians would be making fine adjustments to their programming.

Gerald followed Sally's instructions as he drove to their new home and they were both impressed as they pulled into their driveway. (They were at the same time a little confused as to how they had gotten the messy stains on their clothes but neither mentioned it.) Gerald had noted that the home looked to be in almost new condition, which meant that he'd have an easy time keeping the place looking that way. Sally was more impressed by the fact that as they drove she had noted several very fits looking young black men she assumed to be neighbours working on other homes in the neighbourhood. However contrary to her assumption, not all those black males were fellow homeowners. Their true purpose would reveal itself over the next few weeks, once her phone had completed her re-programming process.

Gerald rushed around and opened Sally's door before handing the keys to the house to her. As he followed her up to the door he noted that a truck parked in the next driveway also had a Rhino security sticker on its windshield. Another fellow worker he mused and possibly someone who wouldn't mind carpooling whenever his Sally needed to use their car.

As they were about to enter their front door they heard a call behind them. They both turned to see from the house next door a coloured woman coming over to greet them. "Hi, I'm Loretta. My husband Able and my daughter June are your new neighbours. Welcome to the Rhino neighbourhood."

Before Gerald could say anything Sally put out her hand and warmly replied, "Hi Loretta, I'm Sally and this is my husband Gerald. He's just been hired by Rhino as part of their new expansion. I guess either you or your husband also works for Rhino?"

Gerald was pretty much sidelined as the two women held hands and looked at each other. Loretta liked what she saw as did Sally. "Yes, my husband Able to works in their phone programming department. He helping them develop new user applications."

Loretta paused realizing that the time was not right to be promoting her husband's credentials, "Well I'm sorry, I better let you fine folks check out your home, but please feel free to drop over any time, even if it's just to relax and gossip over a cup of coffee." With that, the shapely looking black woman turned and returned to her own home. As she did so Gerald couldn't help but notice how attractive she was and how nicely the shorts and tube top she was wearing clung to her. Sally noted pretty much the same things about her new neighbour but she also felt a strange new attraction that was rather odd because typically she didn't find herself attracted to other women, especially to other black women.

After allowing Sally to unlock the front door Gerald obediently followed her from room to room, making mental notes of everything Sally said she wanted to have him do. "Paint the living room a pale peach colour; move those closets from that side to the other; replace the vanity in the bathroom; get a different rug in here," and so on.

They slid open the sliding doors which led to the pool and their new back yard. The yard was larger than they'd imagined and over in one corner they noted what appeared to be a small more private tree-shaded area. Gerald was thrilled and moved up behind Sally and put his arms around her waist, turning her so that he could kiss her. He felt crushed when she spun around and admonish him, "No time for that." She wasn't having anything to do with his sexual advances. If he could have read her mind he would have learned that instead of him she was already thinking about how much fun she might have with her new neighbours, Loretta and Able, as if these strange thoughts had been unleashed from some hidden recesses of her mind.

As she mused her phone vibrated, indicating that it was updating its programming. She didn't need to pull it from her pocket to be told to drop over and chat with Loretta as soon as they got settled in. "Yes, I want to get much better acquainted with both of my new neighbours just as soon as possible," she thought as they took their cases from the trunk of the car.

Next door Loretta was standing behind Able in their bedroom, stroking his massive cock through his boxer shorts as they both peeked through their blinds. They watched their new neighbours as they moved through the house; saw them opening doors and closets; moving items from one place to another until eventually, they came out of the patio doors to check out their yard.

Loretta whispered in Able's ear and reminded him of the countless times they'd taken the previous resident's white wife out to that small shady area in the far corner of the yard. She recalled to him how much she'd enjoyed having the woman service and lick her pussy, nibbling on her clit till she flooded her white slave's face with cum. She also reminded Able of those times he'd taken the woman over there and how she'd stood by watching as his black cock fill the woman's pussy and ass and of how her cuckold husband had stood by smiling as Able ravaged his wife. Yes, she told Able, Rhino had handed them yet another opportunity to add another white family to their growing list of submissive neighbours.