The Black Power Virus Ch. 05 Ch. 02

Keisha closed the binder and set it to the side "You hit the nail on the head, this is a 'process' when it shouldn't be."

Kat sounded intrigued "What do you mean?"

Keisha continued "Almost 30 years ago, it was chaos. The virus hit, there weren't any rules, so people finally did what they wanted. No one knew how to act and they did what came naturally. They conquered or submitted." Keisha put on a devilish little smile and started unbuttoning Kat's blouse as she kept talking "Society tried to organize the chaos; make unwritten rules, set up those schools to teach you how to be a good slave, give you a binder to figure out who you'll serve for life... They want the submission without the conquest." Keisha purred with the last word and looked Kat in the eyes as her tits popped free. "I don't fit into their neat little World and I have a feeling you don't want to either."

Kat looked into Keisha's sparkling purple eyes and kissed her. The two longtime friends shared a kiss in the making for 12 years. Kat's heart was beating out of her chest. Unlike Keisha, this was her first kiss (obviously not counting the now routine lesbian make-out sessions at school). The 5'2 Japanese girl had to crane her head up to kiss the 6'1 black girl. She felt a hand grasp one of her C cup breasts possessively. She wanted the kiss to last forever, but eventually it had to end. Kat decided to test Keisha's resolve "But we're sisters..." she said with fake concern.

Keisha just smiled "Genetically, we're not much closer than our moms are to each other. Even if that weren't the case, would it matter?" Keisha twisted Kat's sensitive nipple and forced a moan to escape her lips.

"No." Kat simply answered.

Keisha grabbed what was left of Kat's blouse and ripped it open. They both started undressing quickly. Kat's lustful eyes ate up every inch of uncovered skin as it was revealed. She marveled over Keisha's flawless mocha-colored skin, the soft definition of her muscles and the veritable lead pipe that she struggled to pull out of her tight jeans.

"Holy fuck..." Kat gasped as Keisha pulled out her giant, black girl-cock "She's perfect." Kat whispered dreamily. "Can I suck on her?" Kat asked half-jokingly.

Keisha pet her friends' hair tenderly for a few moments. Kat soon felt Keisha's grip tighten and she was roughly pulled forward and forced to swallow over a foot and a half of cock. Her loving friend was replaced by a rough and demanding presence. Kat was a complete virgin, but she had lots of practice with toys over the years. Nothing could have really prepared her for Keisha greedily pushing down her throat and towards her stomach.

Keisha hefted and squeezed one of her big tits as she happily face-fucked her friend. She looked down and saw that Kat's back was completely covered in a beautiful Japanese style tattoo. Sisters in Bliss liked to give their top students (and the wealthier ones) special skills/training and body modifications to make them stand out in the crowded slave girl market. Keisha snickered at the thought of them wasting all the time and effort on training Kat to please one of their 'disgraced' expulsions.

Despite being half-impaled on black cock, Kat kept her composure and managed to breathe through her nose. She even managed to stick out her tongue and lap at Keisha's cum-heavy balls. "Mmmmm, I guess Ms. Goody-two-shoes learned something useful in school." Keisha complimented before withdrawing her entire length.

Kat gasped with the sudden evacuation and felt her legs forced open. Keisha split her legs and started devouring Kat's tiny Japanese cunt. Keisha's long tongue sunk down deep and her plump lips slurped in everything. Keisha's strong arms easily lifted the ivory-skinned girl into the air, so she could eat sitting up. Kat looked down to see Keisha's rod standing dangerously underneath.

After warming Kat up with a few orgasms, Keisha planted Kat onto her pulsing, black girl-cock. Unlike with Abby, Keisha was not 'compelled' by any heat. Keisha took her time to make Kat's first experience perfect... And to show her who's boss. "Those binder men are a bunch of pussies. I take what I want, when I want." Keisha growled as she controlled Kat's movements up and down the pole. She had a hand on Kat's hips and another wrapped around her neck, which gently choked her. Keisha enjoyed watching her struggle for air and looking thankful whenever she let her breathe.

When Keisha thought she couldn't take more, Kat wiggled her way further down the shaft. Her juices lubricating the way. Kat's face was slightly red from lack of air and she could barely speak "Please make me yours..." she grunted. Her hand gripped one of Keisha's big tits and massaged it lovingly.

Keisha let go of her throat and let her catch her breath. "So, you want to throw away your future on a bitch like me??" Keisha slapped her face and kept fucking her as she asked. "Are you willing to give everything up?" Another harsh smack hit Kat's porcelain white skin and would definitely leave a mark. Keisha had never really considered the possibility of 'owning' anyone until this very moment.

Kat knew that she was a hot commodity at the moment and that her success brought her mother pride and her father a valuable piece to trade. She knew that she was throwing all of that away, but she couldn't bear the idea of separating from her dear friend and the thought of 'going bad' drove her wild in Keisha's arms. "Fuck YES, Ma'am!" she said with desire and fury in her eyes. She gripped Keisha's shoulders and used them to push herself up before sinking back down. Her inexperience never showed as she rode Keisha with wild enthusiasm.

They never went to sleep that night. Kat's pent up sex drive carried her through four of Keisha's cum-gushing orgasms. Kat easily lost track of how many she experienced. Just when it seemed over and Kat was a fucked out, cum-drenched mess, she bent over "You only took 2 out of 3 virginities Ma'am" she purred.

Keisha gave Kat's ass cheek a smack "Such an eager, naughty girl." She aimed for the hole that wasn't oozing her seed yet. She liked to be rough, but she didn't want to ruin her friend and new toy. Keisha gripped her ass cheeks and slowly buried her big black cock inch by inch into Kat's squirming ass. When she got as deep as she could go, Keisha gripped Kat's jet black hair and started sawing in and out of the exhausted girl.

Kat closed her eyes and enjoyed Keisha's progressively forceful anal fucking. She had practiced with toys before, but this was her first real cock. Her cum-filled belly sloshed with the motion. Keisha had virtually shot a fire hose down her throat and her belly was terribly full. Her mother always told her that she wasn't a real woman until she became a three-hole slut for black cock. Kat giggled softly to herself as she appreciated the loop hole in language that she exploited. Kat gripped the sheets through her first anal orgasm and a milestone into Black dominated womanhood.

ABOUT AN HOUR LATER

Zoe walked down the halls to wake her daughter up for breakfast. To her surprise, a very naked Kat burst out from Keisha's room. The girl stumbled around like she was drunk and looked like she had been in a gangbang. She was fucked out of her mind and didn't even notice Zoe as she passed her on the way to the bathroom. Zoe then entered her daughter's room. Like most days, she slept peacefully, but the room reeked of sex. The bed was a gooey mess. Part of her was morbidly impressed that Keisha could cause such a scene, but she had to set her straight. Zoe shook Keisha's shoulder "Wake up..."

Keisha was irritated that her short-lived sleep was interrupted, but shot up when she realized who was there "Oh shit, Mom!"

Zoe looked her dead in the eyes "That shit you pulled with Katsumi ends this second. I had to pull a lot of strings to allow you to stay here past your 18th. Your father would be furious if he found out. She's his top trade at the moment. You are shitting where you eat. No one can know this happened."

Keisha got a little angry "Just because you signed your life away to Shane doesn't mean he owns us. We're both 18. Kat is free to choose any man she wants... or woman."

For the first time in her life, Zoe slapped Keisha "The only reason you are here, is because you're MY daughter and I promised you wouldn't make trouble. You're not just screwing yourself over, but you're screwing me and Katsumi. She could be the head of a major household or she could be thrown out on the street with you. Get dressed and clean this place up!" Zoe yelled before storming out.

Keisha couldn't believe she got slapped. It seemed so unfair to be chastised for something that the men get rewarded for doing. Her Mother's words stuck with her as she cleaned her room, showered and got dressed. On the way to breakfast, Maria stood in the hallway with a big grin "Sooo... How did it go?"

"It probably worked too well." Keisha replied.

"I hated sharing my night, but it was worth it to know little Ms. Perfect's daughter was getting plowed." Maria smiled with resentful glee. "I bet if she wasn't occupied, she would have spent all night with Kat and that stupid binder. Wouldn't have stopped until she picked someone."

"Thanks for keeping her off my back. I owe you one." Keisha winked and kept walking.

SEVERAL HOURS LATER

Katsumi finally ran into Keisha again in the afternoon and excitedly led her to a private area "I got to the shower and my legs wouldn't hold me up, so I had to sit down. Then I passed out for a few hours. That was so intense that I can't even remember parts of it. It was perfect in every way!" Kat hugged Keisha tightly. "I was actually planning on giving you this for your birthday, but it's even better now." Kat beamed and handed her a small box with a bow attached.

Keisha looked at Kat to assess her reaction "My Mom walked in right after you. She said I was ruining your future and destroying your life. You could be some head of household somewhere, but I was going to get us kicked out onto the streets. She thought we should act like it didn't happen. What do you think?"

Kat smiled confidently "I don't get a say in anything anymore. I spoke my peace last night. You're my future... Wherever that goes."

Keisha gripped her hair roughly and pulled her in for a smoldering kiss "Don't say I never gave you an out. Now, let's see what this is." Keisha removed the bow and opened the box "Aren't I supposed to give you one of these?"

Kat giggled "Well, I hope it's not like this one. This one isn't meant for a slave bitch."

Keisha lifted the spiked collar out of the box. It was purple with 'T-BITCH' written in bold metallic lettering. At first, she thought it was a little silly. She tried it on and looked at herself in the mirror. She certainly didn't look like the meek, slave-girl bitches she saw every day. The other meaning for the word 'bitch' was dying in society, but she found it empowering. She wouldn't be pushed around to accommodate others "I love it." Keisha stated "I think I'll wear it to dinner tonight."

LATER THAT EVENING

The return of a graduating class became one of the biggest events of the year for any household. Six of Shane's daughters returned from school and were old enough to leave home and serve a master of their own. The father could choose where to send them to facilitate trades or business deals. Shane also had a son come home after graduating from African Spear Young Men's Academy.

Shane started by announcing that any women he received in trade at the party would go to his graduating son to start his own family and house. He gave his son a hug and carried on hosting "You all know Master Malik, we've been friends and business partners for years. Why not swap daughters?" Everyone in the room cheered. Abby smiled at Shane's side as he introduced four of her daughters to their new master. The identical quadruplets wore daisy dukes and white tank tops. The matching brunettes gave their mother a hug and then kneeled in front of Malik. Malik sat and assessed his new playthings.

The four girls approached and unbuckled his pants. One of the girls smiled up at him "We wanted to blow you as a team effort." She giggled. They pulled his impressive black cock out and Malik soon felt four perfectly in sync tongues lapping at him. One girl sucked and slurped his right ball, while another girl worked his left. Both girls tried and failed to fit the whole thing in their mouths. The other two girls ran their mouths up the sides of his shaft and took turns sucking the head.

Malik smiled "Damn Nigga! You outdid yourself. I only have two to trade back today, but I added a little something to compensate." He snapped his fingers and two girls approached Shane's son with a briefcase. One of the girls was a rare breed; a half-black/half Asian girl. There was a brief uptick in black/Asian mixed births at the start of the outbreak resulting from Asian women who were impregnated before reaching stage 4 of the virus. At stage 4, the single race phenomenon kicked in and mixed race births became impossible unless one of the parents were already mixed and had a child of the same gender.

The other woman was a tall, blonde Scandinavian woman "Daddy couldn't give you 4 of us, but he left us enough to buy a house." She opened the briefcase and revealed that it was full of brand new Malcolm X bills.

Malik ignored all the cheers and thank yous. He shut his eyes and enjoyed the quadruple blowjob. To finish him off, the girls used their hands to stroke him. Eight white hands worked together to stroke the black shaft. When he came, each girl took turns sliding their mouths over his mushroom head and taking 3-4 shots. They didn't lose a drop through the entire process. When he finished cumming, the four backed off and all swallowed at the exact same time with a satisfying *GULP* sound. The crowd cheered at the performance.

Meanwhile, Misumi looked around nervously for her daughter, but she was nowhere to be found. The idea of going missing at such a pivotal moment was inconceivable. She tried her best to look for her without drawing attention to the potential crisis.

Shane clapped with the others "Those are my girls" he laughed. His son left the briefcase unattended, while he frantically started fucking the two girls. It was extremely hard for teens to make it to 18 without sex, so Shane couldn't blame him. "This next girl... I literally lost in a bet." The crowd laughed. "Sweetie, I'm sorry, but I bet Master Paul a Mexican bitch that the Hawks would win last year's championship... I gotta pay up."

The crowd applauded as one of Maria's daughters walked up to Paul. She didn't seem too embarrassed to be lost in a bet. Her eyes showed burning desperation "Are you my new Daddy?" She purred and kissed him "I've been in heat for days... You need to plant some bitches or a nigga in my tummy RIGHT NOW." She growled and quickly led him to a spare bedroom. The crowd wanted a show, but let them get some privacy.

"Last, but not least, the top rated young woman of her class, the valedictorian of Sisters in Bliss, my lovely daughter Katsumi!" The party exploded in applause and Kat finally made her entrance. The elegant, young Japanese girl wore nothing, but a very small, kimono-style robe and, more importantly, a red slave collar. Kat sauntered over to her father. The robe barely covered her ass.

Shane and every one at the party were surprised by the collar "Sweetheart, someone already claimed you?" Shane looked more curious than angry.

Kat felt nervous but nodded "Yes Daddy, I met a black cock that was so big and sexy that I had no choice, but to submit. My weak will is nothing in the face of black supremacy. I was conquered, enslaved and now have to wear their collar." Kat ran her fingers lovingly back and forth along her new collar "I'm sorry that I didn't consult you Daddy, but I couldn't be happier."

All eyes moved back to Shane, who pondered the situation. Zoe expected rage and mayhem to follow. "You're of age and I don't own you. I wish you would have talked to me first and heard my suggestion, but I'm happy if you're happy." Kat was so happy to hear that and hugged her father tight "OK, now who's this slick nigga that stole my prize daughter away?"

Now it was time for Keisha to make her entrance. Everyone heard the clicking of Keisha's platform pumps as she approached. She wore her new spiked collar, a black bustier that showed off her deep cleavage, a thigh-high skirt and fishnets. She carried a leash with her "Sorry Daddy, I let the bitch get away from me." Keisha snapped her leash onto Kat's collar and gave her a good tug "I know how you hate it when they think they're people". Misumi looked devastated as her greatest fear came to fruition. Zoe was furious.

Shane and the rest of the crowd were speechless. Some didn't know about Keisha's unique physiology and the thought of a female master was unbelievable. After a little time to process, Shane said "So, you're going down this path. At least we know where you stand. I'm going to have to treat you like the boys and insist you get your own place. I'll give you a few days to get everything ready. Congratulations, I'm sure you can handle girls just as well as your momma." Shane gave Keisha a hug and his hesitant approval.

Misumi was ready to scream, but Zoe beat her to the punch "What kind of a man are you to allow such a thing?! You two will leave this house TONIGHT!" Zoe stormed off without caring if she emasculated Shane in front of everyone. No one has ever seen her that furious. Zoe's long-vanquished nemesis Nikki, who now worked with the cleaning crew, managed to crack a smile as she heard the outburst, while sweeping the floors.

LATER THAT EVENING

Keisha packed her bags silently as her mother yelled and screamed at her. Keisha tuned most of it out, but the general theme was 'You threw away your life.' and 'My plans for you are ruined.' Keisha could only imagine the lecture Kat was getting at the moment. Over an hour passed of non-stop yelling before a familiar scent entered the air. Keisha sniffed and the same euphoria that took control with Abby washed over her. Her pupils dilated and she simply gawked at her mother. The sound of her voice seemed to be muffled and she watched her mouth move in slow motion. Her beautiful lips making hate-filled words that Keisha could no longer understand. A bead of sweat slid down Zoe's temple and Keisha wanted to lap it up so badly that it hurt. Her mother was in heat for the first time in almost 20 years and the timing was no coincidence. It was fate.

Zoe's throat grew raw from the constant verbal barrage. Suddenly, it felt like someone turned up the heat. She wiped the sweat from her brow and started breathing harder. She sat down on the bed to rest for a moment and noticed the glazed look on Keisha's face. Zoe looked around to see what she was staring at, but saw nothing out of the ordinary. Keisha looked like a hungry dog ready to pounce on a steak. Despite her anger, Zoe started to feel excited. She rubbed her legs together and felt a familiar wetness. Her eyes shot open with the realization. She slowly stood up "It doesn't look like there is anything else to say, so I'll leave you to pack." She tried to muster as much authority as she could, but her voice quivered.

Keisha walked to the door with her mother as she tried to back out of the room and placed a hand on the door to block her exit. Keisha put her back to the door and continued to stare at her mother with her hungry purple eyes. Zoe could see the telltale signs of arousal all over Keisha. Her chest started to heave with her heavier breathing, her hands started to gently touch her own body and she bit her lower lip. In one fluid motion, Keisha ripped her skirt and panties off with an impressive strength. Her T-cock pulsed and grew with every heartbeat and she started to approach Zoe.