The Black Power Virus Ch. 05

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DISCLAIMER: All of the characters depicted are over the age of 18. Do not practice unprotected or non-consensual sex. This is a fantasy where STDs don't exist. This story contains heavy racial themes, so do not read if you are easily offended.

CHAPTER 5: ACCEPTANCE

10 Years after initial exposure

Nikki rolled over and had a long, slow stretch before waking up with a big smile. She was still delightfully sore from the night before and could still feel the warm, gooey load that Shane fucked inside her. She wanted to cuddle but, when she turned around, saw that she was alone in bed. 'Where did he get to?' she wondered to herself. 'Probably off fucking the help' Nikki pouted.

The bedroom door flew open and to her pleasant surprise it was Shane holding a breakfast tray. "I got up early and made you something." He smiled and came around to her side of the bed.

Nikki immediately felt bad for her earlier jealousy "Oh baby, you didn't have to do this." She sat up in bed.

Shane set the tray down over her lap "I wanted to. Besides, I know you're not exactly winning popularity contests with the other women around here, so I figured I'd cook for you myself and minimize the spit in your coffee." He joked.

Nikki kissed him before taking her first bite "To be honest, I thought you were out fucking one of the new girls, like that Lupita bitch, but instead you were making me breakfast. What did I do to deserve such a sexy, thoughtful man?" Nikki hugged Shane tight.

"Lupita hasn't really earned her stripes yet, in my book." Shane said matter of fact. "I didn't want to wake you up, so I got at one of the maids... and her sister." Shane admitted. "I had a good nut and went right to cooking you breakfast."

Nikki looked around the tray "Speaking of nut, I don't see my favorite, non-coffee hot drink." She said with a playful smirk as she reached into his boxers and fished out his cock. She opened wide and tried her best to stuff the big black cock down her throat. She worshipped him with her hands and mouth until she felt his thick, hot seed shoot down into her belly. She maintained an air-tight seal with her lips and took giant gulps every time he filled her mouth, which was about once every few seconds. He groaned as he finally emptied his balls. Nikki belched loud "OMG, sorry. I'm soooo stuffed." She held her now aching, cum filled tummy.

"It ain't no thing, baby. You know I love you." Shane responded.

Nikki felt so lucky. Shane fucked lots of girls, but she was the only one he loved. Most white women would be lucky to get a night out of the week alone with their man, but Nikki got three. He had all the power and still worked to make her feel special.

At that moment, Zoe, a statuesque black woman in a grey business suit entered the room with a clipboard. She wore small-framed glasses, a short skirt that showed off her long, stoking-clad legs and wore her hair in a tight bun. Her high heels clicked with every step as she approached the couple. Shane was one of the top black masters in the State and acquired businesses and property along with the women he subjugated. Zoe was pivotal in managing his growing network of assets "Good morning, sir. There are a few business items on the docket today. There is a planning meeting, concerning the construction of your new daycare center and we've got to make some hiring decisions. I know a few useless white girls around the estate that could fit the bill."

"Is there any other news you want to tell us about?" Nikki smiled and rubbed Zoe's distended belly.

Zoe always gave Nikki the cold shoulder. The look Zoe gave her sent ice water down Nikki's spine. Zoe sneered "Yes, I'm pregnant. The doctors say I have a very low birth cycle and will most likely only have one every decade. That said, I'm perfectly healthy." Zoe decided that she would let the gender of her baby be a surprise. She was conflicted on the subject. On the one hand, she wanted a boy so that he could be dominant and have his own slaves and estate. On the other, she wanted a girl since the black female population was likely to dwindle.

Nikki could relate to her lack of fertility "I did a story on this. The virus changed the reproductive cycle so that women go into heat. Some women are fertile as Hell, while others only get one or two cycles in their lifetime. Mine is pretty slow too."

Zoe stared into Nikki's eyes "Thanks for the clarification." She said sarcastically. The words dripped with venom. She returned her attention to Shane "I'm afraid I have a shift at the hospital and can't handle all of the action items." She handed Shane his schedule.

Shane smiled "Zoe, I'm on top of it. You need to loosen up a bit. It's always business with you."

Zoe tilted her head so she could make direct eye contact with Shane over her eye glasses. She pressed her finger to the center of the frame to push her glasses back into place. She then looked down on Nikki as she sat up in bed. Zoe moved a finger to Nikki's cheek and wiped a huge glob of cum off her cheek with her index finger. She looked back into Shane's eyes, stuck her tongue out and wiped the cum onto her tongue. She held the cum on her tongue for a moment before sliding it back past her plump lips and swallowing. "Yes, Sir." Nikki purred and walked out of the bedroom. Shane couldn't help but check out her gravity defying, thick, black ass as she sauntered away.

Nikki gave Shane a punch to the arm that was meant to be more painful than playful. She watched her closest rival leave. No matter how hard Nikki tried to be nice, Zoe always tossed it right back in her face. Zoe was smart, hardworking and could really turn the heat up, despite her icy demeanor. Nikki put her jealousies aside and got ready for her day.

Zoe strutted down the halls. The clicking of her heels sent women scurrying to look busy and it brought a smirk to her face. She loved the power that Shane gave her to bring order, but one woman was off-limits. 'The news bitch has to learn her place one way or another.' Zoe clenched her fist just thinking about Nikki, the primary irritation of her new life. She entered one of her favorite rooms in the huge estate. The only room where she had complete authority... 'Within reason' as Shane put it. The obvious contradiction didn't register, since Shane had authority in every aspect of her life. Shane never entered this room and didn't ask questions.

Zoe walked inside the punishment room. Her fingers lightly touched the array of toys and BDSM tools that decorated the wall as she approached a young, naked redhead with incredibly pale skin. The girl's wrists were shackled above her head and she hung in the center of the room. The girl knew that Zoe was the only one who could let her go, so the redhead wasn't sure if she should be hopeful or fearful.

Zoe gripped a riding crop and smiled at the poor girl.

"Please, I didn't mean to...." The girl's pleading was cut short by Zoe, who calmly shushed her.

"No, no, no. You're not talking your way out." Zoe's hand caressed her cheek softly. Zoe gave her a prolonged pause to let the girl's imagination run wild with what could happen next. "You know I'm a doctor, right?" Zoe asked.

The bound girl just nodded her head.

"Yes, I trained; worked day and night to be the best. I was respected. I was in one of the most important jobs in society. I was at the top of the food chain. I still am to a certain degree, but you know as well as I do that things went topsy turvy. Now I'm just part-time. Such a huge part of my life is now clearly a secondary priority. It was definitely an adjustment." Zoe's face moved close to the girl's heaving breasts. Her tongue made one long, slow lick across her right tit, followed by a love bite to her nipple.

Zoe moved behind the girl. "You used to be the top of the food chain too. You thought this skin would shield you." Zoe's sharp nails trailed down her lily white back. The feeling danced between pleasure and pain. "But the World is different now and you have to adjust as well. We have a gentle-hearted master. He's worthy of worship, but it's a waste of his time to instill discipline, so he let me handle it. Do you know what that means?"

The scared redhead could only shake her head in wide-eyed fear.

"THAT MEANS HE CARES WHEN DUMB LITTLE SLUTS LIKE YOU DISRESPECT HIM AND DISRESPECT THIS HOUSE!!!" Zoe screamed at the now sobbing girl. The riding crop came crashing down to the back of her leg and the girl yelped. "He told us all to never sit in his favorite chair, but I find you there. Instead of doing your job, you're sitting in his chair with your feet up." Shots rained down across her back and ass "Like you haven't got a care in the World!" a particularly harsh blow hit her inner thigh.

Zoe listened to the girl cry for a few moments before unshackling her. The girl fell to her knees and sobbed. "Stand up... I said stand up!" Zoe barked impatiently. When the girl stood, Zoe pinched her cheeks roughly with one hand "It will take some time to regain his trust and favor; I'm thinking a month off of Shane's schedule will do the trick." Zoe announced.

The redhead's heart sank. Not fucking for a month was the worst blow of all.

"Don't worry, you'll get some action. You'll be visiting my room every night of that month." Zoe smiled cruelly. "Now what do you say?" She chided.

The girl wiped away tears "Thank you for giving me another chance... Ma'am." The near-hysterical girl responded.

"Good... Now get out." Zoe dismissed her.

The defeated girl slowly walked out of the room. Zoe was displeased with her lack of urgency and delivered a thunderous *SMACK* to her ass, which sent her scurrying and left a harsh red handprint.

Zoe bit her lower lip and wished she could have gotten some action of her own, but it would have gotten in the way of putting the fear of God in the girl. Her only regret was that it wasn't Nikki at her mercy.

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Nikki received the finishing touches from the make-up lady as she waited to get on camera. Wardrobe gave her a hot pink cheerleader outfit as part of a sexy costume week promotion. 'The old me would never wear something so fun.' Nikki giggled to herself. She looked herself in the mirror and struck a few poses. She tried to do a short cheerleader routine, but she had no experience at all.

"It's gonna be a great show." A deep voice came from behind.

Nikki was startled, but relaxed when she turned and recognized her producer. "Oh... Paul. You scared me. Do I ever do a bad show?" Nikki joked. She spun around to give Paul a good view of her costume. The skirt rose high enough for Paul to see her matching pink panties. "Like my outfit?" She asked.

Paul nodded approvingly and openly checked her out. Paul was a relatively good looking black man, who dressed well and didn't try hard to hide his admiration for the busty blonde anchor. Before the virus struck, Paul was a mere camera man, but quickly gained promotions as his mostly white male colleagues succumbed. "That Shane sure is a lucky man." He said as he licked his lips.

Nikki's infected body was always horny and a good fuck would take the edge off "And he's going to stay a lucky man." Nikki smiled and left her dressing room. Nikki got hit on constantly, but she'd never dream of betraying Shane. Shane gave her more than enough sex and love to keep her from straying. Specifically in that order.

Nikki sat down in her anchor chair and adjusted her cleavage as she waited for the signal to begin. "We're on in 5.. 4.. 3..." The new camera woman said before motioning '2, 1.'

Nikki smiled "Good afternoon, I'm News Nikki and this is sexy costume week! If you haven't voted for what outfit you want to see me wearing, there is still time to go online and voice your opinion." Nikki winked. "Now for our top story. It's Day 41 in the ongoing siege of the Ezekiel Ranch in Northern Utah. The ranch is one of many make-shift quarantine zones against BPV that are often ignored by authorities. However, the ranch opened fire on some trespassing black teens, which sparked a police response. Thankfully, no one was injured, but the tense situation continues. We'll have more on the situation as it develops." Nikki got her real news out of the way.

"Now a segment for the ladies out there; The last decade has been a confusing time to say the least and the social rules of dating have gone out the window. We can't sit back and expect the men to pursue us anymore. So what are the best ways to attract the big, strong nigga of your dreams? With me now is my BFF, sociologist Edith Bloom." Nikki announced.

The camera turned to show the sociologist, wearing a matching cheerleader outfit, sitting next to Nikki "Hi Nikki, You're exactly right. It's hard to believe, but over half the female population is unclaimed. Ladies... I know BPV can work wonders for your looks, but that's true of all your competition. If you started off older, overweight or just plain ugly, the virus can only do so much, so you have to get out there and show that you're worth keeping. The black man has so many options that you have to stand out." Emily went on to include tips and tricks for attracting a good master, while warning against the pitfalls of attracting someone that will 'pump and dump you like a $2 ho'.

Nikki felt so blessed to not have to go through such a process. During Edith's segment, she started reminiscing about how her relationship with Shane started.

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9 YEARS AGO (1 Year after initial exposure)

Nicollet Vandenberg walked through 'No man's land'. The recently disputed territory was eerily quiet. It has been over a week since the last recorded violent incident. It felt like God was fed up with all the violence and unleashed a terrible punishment or a humanity saving gift. Nicollet wore a gas mask and walked through house after house. She observed soldiers, and male civilians from both sides with no will to fight or do anything. The women and children didn't ask questions and took the opportunity to get to safety. The virus still baffled most people, but Nicollet was pretty certain that it was a biological weapon that got loose. She knew it was terrible how the virus sucked the life out of most men, but in this instance it brought complete peace to an area that knew nothing but war.

Despite her happiness over the sudden and unexpected peace, war was her bread and butter. Nicollet got in a car to head to the airport.

Shane escorted her all day and sat right next to her in the car "I have to say, there's a much lower chance of us getting our asses blown off." Shane laughed.

Nicollet sprayed some disinfectant and removed her mask "I wouldn't be too happy. At this rate we'll be out of jobs in a month. Also, why aren't you wearing a mask out there? Do you want to end up like one of those loafs?"

Shane snickered "Out of all the news reports, I've never seen a single brotha get the bug. That's how I know this isn't a government concoction."

Nicollet thought for a moment and was surprised at how much sense that made.

Shane continued "Also, forgive me for not being heartbroken over losing this job. I put my life on the line and I'm not the one on camera that everyone admires."

"Awww, without you I can't do any of it. You're in just as much danger." Nicollet gave her co-worker a reassuring hug. She gave his muscled arm a squeeze "Oh my God, have you been workin' out?" She asked. Shane was always in good shape as a bodyguard, but he seemed in top form now.

"Maybe a little more than usual; It might be this new supplement I've been trying out." Shane commented.

It was a long flight home. Nicollet knew she should be concerned about her career, the virus and what would happen to mankind, but her thoughts revolved around Shane. The man had kept her safe in 3 different continents and was like a brother to her. She was a strict professional and refused to have any relationship with a co-worker, but her heart raced every time he spoke to her. She even giggled like an idiot after he made a stupid joke 'God, what is wrong with me??' She thought to herself. As she waited for her luggage, she looked forward to going home, using her favorite toy and working through the sexual tension.

She grabbed her bag and almost made it to a taxi when Shane spoke up "Jetlag usually keeps me up, so might as well get a drink. Join me?"

It wasn't uncommon for Shane to offer a drink, but Nicollet always refused. This time she had more trouble saying no. "You've been stuck overseas with me for weeks and just got off a 14 hour flight. You're not sick of me yet?" Her question came off flirtier than she intended and she smiled up at him.

Shane looked her in the eye "I'm never tired of you." His warmth melted her heart. She rationalized that it was just a drink and didn't mean anything.

"Ummm... OK. What the Hell." She smiled and followed him.

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"Nikki?.. Nikki, did you hear me?" Edith asked

Nikki stirred "Oh shit, I'm sorry. I was daydreaming. You know us girls only think of one thing these days." She giggled. She knew the audience liked to see her little bimbo moments occasionally, so she played the part. After the show was done, Nikki got dressed to go home. She passed by Paul's office and heard moaning. Her reporter's sense of curiosity led her to take a peek.

Paul wore nothing but a disheveled dress shirt and had his huge cock up Edith's ass, while one of the black interns stuffed her mouth. The girl must have had 3 feet of cock in her at once. Nikki knew that Paul owned Edith, so it wasn't much of a shock. Shane wasn't the sharing type with other men, so Nikki never had more than one black man at once. She had to admit she was curious.

"Excuse me." Nikki heard a female voice from behind that caught her off guard. Nikki turned and saw a young, naked blonde with a tray of mixed drinks. Nikki simply got out of her way to let her pass. As she passed, Nikki saw her one and only tattoo on her lower back that read 'News Intern'.

Paul noticed Nikki in the doorway "Hey everyone! There's Nikki trying to catch her next story." The room laughed and Nikki blushed with embarrassment. "This just in, Niggas fuck a bitch senseless!" He gave Edith a big smack on the ass with his joke. "By the way, this is Christina our newest intern. The white man wanted to make corporations people. If that's true they can be masters too. Christina is available to the whole building for anything if you get my meaning. No individual owns her."

A giant bulge travelled up Edith's throat as the black intern pulled out of her mouth. Edith gasped for dear life. He then bent Christina over a desk and proceeded to fuck her. The black intern pulled her hair back roughly and Nikki could see the elation on her face.

Nikki used to consider herself married to her job, but this was almost taking it literally. Christina even looked like a younger version of herself. Nikki realized that this was the future. Christina wouldn't distinguish herself on battlefields or by being a reporter, but by simply being the official office slut. This office whore would have her job someday.

Paul leered at Nikki "Feel free to join our party, anytime."

Nikki just blushed "Ummm no thanks." And walked away. She was a bit more weirded out than she'd expect and went straight home so Shane could comfort her. Shane hadn't come home yet and Nikki felt completely alone, despite the myriad of activities performed by dozens of women working for the household.

Nikki had to wait until dinner to see Shane again. The main dining room typically hosted Shane and his seven 'core' girls. The other women in the house were all of lower class and often had to share nights with Shane. Each core girl got at least one night with Shane to themselves (unless they preferred to share) every three weeks.