The Black Power Virus Ch. 05

Nikki got the most time by far with three nights a week. Zoe got one night a week, since she was Shane's personal assistant, top manager of the house and acted as a doctor when necessary.

Abigail, or 'Abby the cow' as some called her, was Shane's top breeder and got one night every two weeks. Abby was complete trailer trash and rumors swirled that she was inbred, but she continuously delivered 3-4 healthy babies per pregnancy. The 22 year old Southern brunette was enormous with her third pregnancy in four years and produced enough milk with her basketball-sized tits to feed most of the nursery.

Maria was the Head maid and got one night every two weeks. The latina used to be a telenovela actress, but Shane put a stop to that with his big black cock. In reality she didn't do any cleaning herself, but she managed the maids/cleaners and looked incredible in her maid's uniform.

Michelle, a French brunette and in charge of the nursery, and Misumi, a Japanese woman put in charge of early education, often worked together to raise Shane's children. The two each had some experience, but they were chosen for their complete zealotry towards the new order and adored teaching a woman's place. Michelle and Misumi each got a night every two weeks. Misumi's tiny body made it very hard to take on Shane by herself, so she often shared her night with others.

Lastly was Nancy, the wife of a former industrialist. The virus rejuvenated her at an old age and sent her husband straight to the treatment center. The virus gave her another chance to live out her late thirties, but it didn't keep people young forever. She now looked to be in her late-forties. Shane and the household got a fortune in assets from her and indirectly from her husband. Nancy got a night every three weeks, but often declined it. She felt past her prime and simply enjoyed the newfound sisterhood with the other women. Her seat at the table was mostly honorary.

Shane sat down to the table and servant girls instantly brought out the first course. A girl filled Shane's wine glass and he gave her a playful tap on the butt as a thank you. The servant girls brought Abby triple portions of everything and she inhaled anything in front of her.

Nikki leaned towards Shane "I was wondering if I could speak to you in private."

Shane dismissed the idea "You can talk openly, we're all family here. Am I right?" Everyone else at the table nodded. Everyone (except Zoe) was polite to Nikki's face, but she always felt tension with the other women. Their resentment was often hard to hide and Nancy was the only one making an effort to be nice to her.

Nikki felt like she existed outside of the tight knit group and hesitated for a moment "Well, I know I got you last night and my next night is Saturday, but I was wondering if we could still spend some time tonight. I just wanted to talk and stuff."

Nikki's simple request was met with shock from the other girls at the table. Zoe knew an argument would break out, but she didn't want to be seen as the instigator.

Maria lashed out "Are you fucking kidding me?! It's MY night. I've been looking forward to this for two weeks. You got one last night and you'll get another in two days!" Maria stood up like she were going to attack Nikki "How greedy can you get, Bitch?!" she snarled.

Shane spoke up "Whoa, whoa, hold on. No need for that." He gave Maria a look that told her 'You better sit and calm down'. Maria sat back down with a *humph*. "OK now, Nikki doesn't seem like she wants to steal your time. She's just got stuff she wants to talk about. So how about you two make a trade or something?" Shane proposed.

Maria piped up "OK, how about I give you tonight and you give me all your days for two weeks?"

Nikki was stunned "You want six days in exchange for one?! That's not fair."

Maria snickered "You want to talk fair? I'm just flipping the formula here. It's like that all the time for me, Princess. That's the deal. Take it or leave it"

Shane interrupted again "Maria, you're being unreasonable. I'm sure it won't take that long, so let's just give her a little time tonight."

"NO" Zoe caught everyone off-guard with the forcefulness in which she spoke that word. No one had told Shane 'no' in years. Michelle gasped and Misumi looked positively offended.

"Excuse me, Zoe? Don't I decide who I spend time with?" Shane couldn't believe he was getting resistance.

"You put me in charge of scheduling and managing all these women. We already had an out of balance system and now you want to show even more favoritism? This has gone on long enough." Zoe stood up "She takes the deal or we walk." Her ultimatum spurred most of the women to stand with her. Michelle and Misumi stayed seated on principle. The very idea of opposing the man of the house was out of the question, but you could tell their hearts were with Zoe. Even the present lower-class servant girls stood with the mutineers.

Nikki prayed that Shane would let them all go, so they could be alone and together again.

Never in a million years did Shane see this coming. He realized that all this tension was his fault. He motioned for everyone to calm down "OK, I hear ya. Nikki, maybe you got too greedy and you forgot to think of the others. It might do you some good to switch schedules with Maria for two weeks."

Nikki was crushed that Shane didn't stick up for her.

Maria was ecstatic "Oh my God, this is the best. I promise not to hog it all to myself and share." She jabbed, while looking at Nikki. Nikki stormed off for her room. Zoe smiled and hoped this was just the start. Politics is defined as the distribution of resources and Shane's time was the only resource that every girl in that house cared about.

Nikki ran off to the master bedroom, curled up and cried. She missed the old days and her thoughts returned to the night that she finally agreed to have a drink with Shane.

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The two dropped their bags off at Nicollet's (the closer of the two houses). She took a quick shower, let her hair out of her typical blonde bun and put on a blue dress that matched her eyes.

Shane waited patiently downstairs and couldn't believe that she even owned a dress. He was used to seeing her covered in dirt and wearing a helmet/body armor with 'PRESS' scrawled across. "Oh snap, there was a woman under that the whole time!" Shane teased.

Nicollet giggled "Oh stop it." She play hit his arm. She thought to herself 'I don't fucking giggle, ever. What the Hell?' She usually worked so hard to downplay her looks, but she was on full display tonight. A push-up bra propped up her D-cups and her blonde locks fell to her shoulders. She even put on some make-up.

The two took a cab and went to an upscale bar and lounge. Nicollet had been to the bar several times and immediately noticed that all the men were black. The predominantly white, upper-class bar still had mostly white women. Nicollet noticed them all chatting and flirting. An interracial couple would not have been a big deal, but to have the entire bar full was definitely unusual. "I think the US has changed a bit sense we've been gone." Nicollet commented.

"Told ya. Brothas don't get the bug." Shane replied.

The atmosphere felt thick and crackled with sexual energy, despite the well-dressed, well-cultured patrons. Nicollet noticed that all the men looked to be in fantastic shape. Some of them seemed to be out on the town with multiple women. At one point, she saw one of the girls rubbing a man's crotch through his pants. Her jaw dropped when she saw the thing almost explode out from under his slacks.

Shane noticed that Nicollet was distracted and could barely carry on a conversation as she took in the sights.

A female server wearing a strange choker brought Shane a drink "Oh, I'm sorry. We didn't order anything yet." Nicollet said.

"Compliments of the ladies at the booth." She said, while motioning towards a booth with three women. They waved at Shane. The drink came with a card with their numbers on it. Shane simply put the card in his pocket.

"What the Hell?" Nicollet seemed confused.

"Well, you're a professional, so this isn't a date or anything. Why not call them up later?" Shane sipped his drink and was amused at how annoyed Nicollet was.

She decided to drop the subject and the two had a wonderful evening drinking and people watching. As the night went on, their people watching got racier and racier. They both knew something was very different culturally and they felt out of the loop.

They returned to Nicollet's place late into the night. Shane looked Nicollet in the eyes and asked "Can I come in?"

She hesitated for a few moments, her heart raced as if to scream to let him in "I don't think that's the best idea." She finally muttered. Her body language said she didn't agree with the statement.

"I see, that's too bad, because my luggage is still inside." Shane remarked.

Nicollet face palmed and felt so embarrassed "Oh my God, I'm sorry." She laughed and opened the door.

When they got inside, Nicollet took her time to get to his bags. She handed Shane a piece of luggage. He grabbed the handle, but she wouldn't let go. Her hand disobeyed her brain and she looked deep into his eyes.

Perfectly in sync, the two dropped the bag and kissed each other for the first time. Relief hit Nicollet as she gave in. She slipped her tongue into his mouth and spontaneously jumped on Shane and wrapped her legs around him. Shane coolly supported her weight by gripping her ass and walked her to the bedroom. He laid her down and broke the kiss "Are you sure about this?" He asked.

Nicollet just nodded and raised her butt up to slip her dress up. Nicollet quickly undressed and then watched as Shane stripped. Her eyes drank him in and didn't blink the entire time. She covered her slack-jawed mouth with her hand when he dropped his pants "Holy shit..." Nicollet looked in wonder. She watched his cock quickly pump up with blood. The pulsing hunk of meat grew thick and long before her very eyes. She was a bit scared, but nothing would keep her from giving it a try. "I haven't had sex in over two years." She blurted "Please be gentle." She requested before spreading her legs and showing Shane his prize.

Shane smiled "I've been covering your ass for years. I'm not going to let you get hurt now." He surprised her by lifting her legs up and eating out her tight, soaked, blonde pussy.

Nicollet groaned loudly as Shane lapped and tongue fucked the intrepid reporter. She gripped the sheets and shut her eyes. His tongue could have easily gotten her off, but he teased her and kept her on the edge. Finally she started to beg "Please... Please fuck me. God damn it, I need you so bad." She almost wanted to cry.

Shane stood up and gripped his giant, black pussy tamer. Nicollet felt small and helpless in the presence of such a muscled sex God. For the first time in her life, the concept of submission to a man became very real to her. She inhaled sharply when Shane pushed into her gently. His head alone stretched her opening obscenely. She was convinced that Shane could kill her with such a blunt instrument, but he eased into her with care. Her juices lubricated his path and the blonde squirmed with the slow impalement. Shane triumphantly buried his foot long cock into the stunned blonde and held it there, like a climber enjoying the view from the top of a mountain. Once he started thrusting, it didn't take long for Nicollet to scream, cum, scratch his back and beg for more. She saw stars as the onslaught rocked her body with orgasm after orgasm. Her skin grew red and slick with sweat as she exhausted herself during the hours of fucking. After an eternity, Shane pulled out and his cock shot cum like a firehose. Nicollet got glazed like a doughnut and her bed was ruined. She was covered in thick, white sludge. She scooped some up off her tits and found it tasted divine.

The weeks went on; The virus progressed in both Shane and Nicollet. As their bodies changed, their fucking took over more and more of their lives. One Sunday evening, Nicollet was in a daze from an entire weekend marathon fuck session. Shane never seemed to tire, but Nicollet was completely sore and spent. She fell asleep the moment her head hit the pillow, but Shane gripped her ankle and pulled her towards his waiting cock. The virus got her through it all without damage, but she needed a break. When Shane took a break to use the bathroom, Nicollet reached for a pile of business cards on the nightstand. She dialed the number and waited "Hello, you might not remember me, but you bought a friend of mine a drink a while back. I think I bit off more than I could chew. I'm sure if you and your friends come over, he can make it a party." Nicollet paused when she saw Shane staring at her. Despite the look of betrayal on his face, Nicollet proceeded to give out their address and hung up. Nicollet adored Shane, but she simply couldn't do it alone.

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Back in the present, Nikki stayed curled up in bed when Shane popped through the door. "Well, that was a clusterfuck. Why would you ask for such a thing in front of everyone?" Shane asked. He never really got angry, so he seemed pretty on edge.

"We're all family here." Nikki spat his words back at him.

"Yeah, but I didn't think you'd ask for something like that. You almost get half the schedule. What did you think would happen?" Shane shot back.

"I just wanted to hug you and tell you about my day, but that's apparently too much." Nikki was on the verge of tears again.

"You invited other women into our bedroom, not me. Now you're mad about it. You really are being selfish." Shane decided to leave and sleep in another room of the house. He was in no mood to deal with Nikki.

Meanwhile, Zoe was in her room. She sat naked on a small couch with her legs spread and luxuriated in the feeling of a white girl devouring her pregnant pussy. She squeezed her own tit and played with her nipple with one hand. The other hand gripped the girl's hair roughly and pulled her face to her needy snatch.

Shane entered the room and was barely surprised to see a redhead with fresh welts servicing his black assistant.

Zoe on the other hand was surprised to see her master so soon after the episode at dinner. She lifted the girl's hair up "Looks like I don't get to strap-on fuck your ass until later." Zoe kissed her hand and delivered a slap to her face "Now get out."

The girl got up to leave, but took her time in hopes that Shane would circumvent her punishment and ask her to stay.

"Is this the bitch that was in my chair?" Shane asked and Zoe confirmed with a nod. "You heard her, get out." The girl quickly left before she got in more trouble.

Zoe stood up completely naked "I understand if you have to punish me, sir. I hated that whole scene, but I thought I did the right thing."

Shane didn't look like he was too angry. He slipped his hands to the small of her back and pulled her in. "I understand I give her a lot of leeway. We have history. You did what you had to do, but I just wish things didn't have to get so dramatic." Shane and Zoe swayed to imaginary music as they talked. His hands stayed on her hips.

"Everyone will get along if you just cut her nights. Everyone resents how she walks around like she's Queen of the house." Zoe's hands slowly unbuttoned his shirt.

"I don't know, I'll think about it." He said as he gave her left ass cheek a firm squeeze. His other hand caressed her small, but growing baby bump.

Zoe smiled "I don't know how I know, but I just know I'm growing something special." She pulled him in for a gentle kiss. Her typical aggression was gone when she was with Shane. She finished undressing him and got on her knees. She lovingly sucked his cock, while Shane gripped her by the back of her collar. The pressure on her neck reminded her that she was owned, despite all the power she had over the other women. Shane was the only one allowed to see her submissive side. She stroked him with both hands and sucked him until he bust a nut. Zoe chose to make it messy. She took huge gulps of cum and liked the idea of feeding her baby fresh protein from the source. Over a third of Shane's cum spilled out over Zoe's pregnant belly and tits. When she pulled away, she looked like she'd just been gangbanged.

Nikki felt awful, so she went looking for Shane to apologize. One of the bedroom doors was open and she could hear the telltale sounds. Nikki approached the door and to her disgust she saw a cum glistening Zoe riding Shane reverse-cowgirl. She wasn't mad that he was fucking, but furious that out of all the women he chose the one most out to get her. Zoe didn't notice her at first, because she was building to a major orgasm. Shane liked her ass, so it was natural that they'd choose such a position. Zoe yelped when he gave her an unexpected spank and it triggered her orgasm. Zoe shook hard and squirted all over her room like a sprinkler. After a few moments, she opened her eyes and noticed Nikki. The bitch smiled and kept bouncing on Shane like a horny bunny. She looked straight at Nikki and rubbed her cum-slicked body. She put extra emphasis on her belly as if to say "That's right, Bitch. I'm fucking him on your night and carrying his young inside me." She licked her fingers clean and blew her a kiss. Nikki couldn't stand it and stormed away angrier than ever.

After that night, Nikki and Shane didn't speak for over a week. Everyone in the house got reminded of how relationships worked before the virus. The highs of love eventually led to the lows of heartbreak. The other women saw it as a validation of their communal lifestyle.

Nikki chose to focus on work during her two week schedule change. On day 13, she felt like she was losing her mind. She was accustomed to 3 nights a week of unbelievable sex and the void hit her particularly hard. She now came early to work to avoid the women that gloated over her situation at home. Christina the intern passed by Nikki's door and she immediately called her in.

"Hi Nikki, can I get you something?" The perky blonde asked. The girl couldn't have been much older than 20, so the virus was due to give her a major growth spurt. Girls typically grew a cup size or two around their 21st birthday. Christina wore a flimsy pink tank top and a micro-mini skirt with no underwear to allow easy access.

Nikki got up and shut the door "I'm going to eat you out." She said calmly. Christina was a bit confused at first. This was her first request from a woman in the office. "Now get in the chair." Nikki demanded. Christina complied, but was a bit intimidated. At least with the men of the office, she knew what to expect.

Nikki kneeled and stuck her face under Christina's skirt. Just as she suspected, Christina's pussy was freshly fucked. Nikki lapped and sucked hard. She was determined to eat her cream pie. If Nikki couldn't fuck black, she could at least eat black cum. Nikki spent 20 minutes eating the intern out and got Christina off once or twice, but that was not her goal.

Finally, Nikki stood up and licked her lips. She traded places with Christina and spread her legs in the chair "Now it's your turn." Christina hesitated for a moment. Nikki gave off an angry vibe that unnerved Christina. "You're a fucking whore, aren't you? So eat me out." Nikki growled and grabbed the girl's hair. She pulled her face forward and wrapped her legs around her head. Christina didn't really have a choice, so she did her best to please the older woman.

Nikki enjoyed the first sexual attention she's had in two weeks and her very first lesbian experience. "What a silly little twat you are. You think you can come to MY station and just fuck your way into MY job? Don't you know who I am?!" Nikki ranted.