BLACKED white boy
Jamal sneered.
"Dean, what are little white girls for...?"
He purred, reaching between the legs of the subservient black only convert and grabbed at the plastic base of her penis cage...
The tiny white 'clit' inside swollen and neglected.
A Black spade tattooed just above her pathetic white penis.
After a month of complete obedience her cock cage was loosened, previously having been on the tightest setting possible
without damaging Dean.
Months of preparation...
Humiliation, shaming, losing his girlfriend,
and countless hours of brainwashing brought him here.
Would her new owner take her 'virginity'...?
The white femboy's cute bottom only knowing fingers
and a big black toy.
"Dean...
Thank me for helping you understand your place..."
The evil ebony owner told the poor broken white boy.
Jamal was given Dean as a present
after his brother Malik stole Dean's white girlfriend away.
The night stupid Dean stood up to the man groping his beloved.
Dean was given a beating and made to watch
as Malik fucked his beloved to a drooling and begging mess...
Each thrust of his hips making her fall deeper
into love and submission to him while each thrust
made just a little more of her love for Dean die.
Dean shivered as he heard that question and answered,
his voice had long been changed...
it sounded feminine and not forced anymore.
"white girls are to be used by strong black males..."
He shivered as his penis-cage was held...
He was now extremely sensitive down there,
but his already small penis had probably shrunk a little bit more
being forced to stay locked for so long.
It was fun...
The only thing the dark males made were force him
to be locked in chastity and behave like a girl...
But his ass was still black cock virgin.
But to properly take a black cock he had to be loosened a little bit, right?
Another nice touch was the fact that,
without any hormonal treatment,
only the presence of the black males
and the obedience he was forced to take,
his body was also looking more feminine.
His hips slight wider than when their first met... His chest had what seemed like small budding breasts. One thing they didn't change,
Dean couldn't see himself as a gay boy...
In fact... he'd say sometimes he was straight...
After all black males are superior to any other male.
"Thank you...
for helping me find my true place in the world, Jamal...
I love you."
Wicked Jamal snickered, slowly grasping the penis cage.
"Mmmm...
I decided it's time to make you a Queen of Spades... You accepted your girlfriend leaving you forever... You lured your lovely little sister to Malik's
and watched as she was converted too...
Now, we're going to end any chance of you passing
on your weak white boy genes ever again..."
Her powerful owner insisted, leaning back in his chair.
The toned Nubian male only wore jeans and a black wife beater.
A metallic shine came from his belt buckle...
A similar silver color to the metal like the belly button piercing
with a spade shaped stud Jamal marked the beta male with.
"Dean... I want down your throat...
Get me ready so I can use that tight little faggot cunt of yours..."
The brutal black male told her,
releasing her pathetic little caged member.
The white femboy was wearing nothing but a cute little pink dress. The only thing that still made him a 'male' was the fact he had a penis if that thing could be called a ‘penis’.
Grinding his ass against Jamal's lap a few more times before the boy stood up and turned on his heels, kneeling in front of the stronger male and calmly working his hands to free that black cock.
Looking up into his dominant fark face,
Jamal could see how Dean was broken...
He was a straight boy serving a straight black male...
That's how nature worked, right?
Leaning in, he kissed the bulge of his pants and said lowly.
"Am... Am I finally going to feel what...
Those girls I showed your friends...
How it feels to be blacked properly?"
Dean licked his lips,
kissing the bulge once again as he forced his pants open...
His tiny white penisthrobbing inside the cage,
probably unable to even get hard if released.
The black Adonis nodded,
the lecherous male putting his hand on the back of Dean's head
and combing his large finger's through his silky hair.
"Mhm...
You'll know why they see black people as gods now... Know exactly why all they want is a new black life growing inside of them.
Your girl Barbie...?
She already has forgotten your name...
But, now...? You can forget hers...
Forget you ever considered yourself a male..."
The sadistic male assured
as Dean freed all 11" of thick African godcock from his jeans.
It pulsated in Dean's grip,
her tiny fingers just barely able to fit around it.
His first time taking it down his throat was right in front of Barbie... Her sneering at him
and jeering out to him as tears poured from his eyes...
Yet, the moment Jamal came down his throat
it brought the semi-conscious femboy a certain level of peace...
Dean had made a superior being happy.
The pathetic white boy remembers that day well.
It was the first time he touched another man's cock...
And it felt to his horror,
much better than touching the pussy of his once beloved girlfriend.
At first he fought those thoughts, but after a while,
he realized he was better as a she, and somehow it turned easier to accept his place.
Feeling that strong hand on the back of his head,
Dean leaned in and gently kissed his thick cock's tip,
while his hands rested on top of Jamal thighs.
He raised his ass to be in a way Jamal could enjoy the view
and even watch how his tiny penis-lette dangled, locked in its cage.
Dean slowly lapped along the cock...
Before suddenly wrapping his lips around the tip
and slurping for about five seconds...so hungry.
Saying softly.
"Thank you, for opening my eyes..."
As his left hand grabbed the base of that heavy cock
and forced it to slap his fair skinned face a few times,
before starting to slurp on it once again.
Superior Jamal growled hotly in pleasure,
his dominant chocolate eyes staring into Dean's submissive blue ones. Dean whined he was not gay that first time...
But, with a strong backhand and Jamal gripping his hair
the superior ebony male insisted,
"Heh... You'd have to be a person to be gay...
Only black people are people, beta..."
The cruel black man told him
before giving him his first taste of that dark pillar.
Multiple times a day he used Dean's mouth...
The taste of Jamal's cum having become an addiction.
Every guest he had he made Dean go down on them...
All of them were very disappointed
they couldn't use the faggot's tight little ass... Dean now passing as a very pretty girl.
The submissive ‘girl’ simply slurped on that thick head while listening and nodding.
Dean was still in the process of losing his humanity fully...
He still seemed himself as a human, not an object,
but that was close to end.
As he slurped and even bobbed his head
while sucking that thick tip and few first inches,
Dean looked up at him, moving his lips
and kissing his tip before saying lowly.
"May I... Jamal, Sir...
Is it today I'll finally be able to have that special chocolate?"
His eyes were full of happiness with the possibility.
His little clit already leaking in excitement
as his lips met those large balls, slurping on them hungrily.
His whole masculine external system
could easily fit into one of Jamal balls...
More proof of how he was never a male to begin with.
The black god chuckled between his grunts of pleasure,
stroking the broken white boy's head as he stared into his eyes. "Mmmm... I brought you home the chocolate...
Get me ready and we'll let you have it..."
The wicked male told Makoto.
These days, as part of marriage ceremonies,
the inferior male was given a blue chocolate with sterilization cocktail and the female a pink one with fertility d**gs at the bedding.
The effects were almost instantaneous...
It was time to ruin what little chance
he could hold an erection ever again...
Time to kill off his inferior bloodline forever...
"Get me nice and wet... You'll need it, faggot."
Jamal instructed, needing his big black cock soaked with saliva
so the boy could take him.
Despite becoming more and more like a girl,
whenever he was called a faggot or that he used to be a male,
Dean felt even more excited...
Perhaps enjoying how much good it felt to be converted,
but always wanting to be remembered of what he thought he was.
With the chocolate in mind
Dean began to polish that shaft with more hunger...
before wrapping his lips against the tip once again...
extremely excited, Dean got on all fours,
pulling the cock down with his lips and slowly crawled forward,
forcing it deeper into his mouth...
his throat having a hard time as he was forcing himself forward, Jamal's pleasure was more important...
Sadistic Jamal used Dean for a while,
soon fucking his tight little throat...
The boy's gag reflex long gone.
Suddenly, he pulled the thick black cock
from his tight throat with a loud lewd pop...
The saliva was leaking vulgarly from it
as he stared down at 'her' drool covered lips.
It was time.
"All four, faggot..."
Jamal hissed, breathing deeply...
The muscular black male was going to ruin him.
Reaching for the table beside them he opened the little drawer
and pulled out a chocolate with blue filling.
Holding it in front of the femboy's face he was standing over him... That hot soaked domed head pushing against his taint,
ready to slide upward
and fuck any semblance of humanity or pride from him.
"Dean... Beg me to remove you from the genepool... Thank me for killing your bloodline forever..."
The evil man insisted, wanting to hear her surrender.
Broken Dean was shivering like he had never shivered before.
Feeling that huge tip against his winking hole, he swallowed deeply, looking down at the hand holding the final piece
of the destruction of his bloodline...
And he was not worried,
instead he seemed happy and even calm as his lips parted.
"I beg you, Jamal, allow me to remove myself from the genepool,
allow me to accept my place as the sissy faggot girl I am
and never go back...
I don't want to go back!"
As he attempted to lick his hand and then said. "Please... allow me to shame my ancestors
and give up my bloodline forever!"
As he wiggled his hips like a girl begging to be fucked as well...
Godly Jamal fed the little faggot her chocolate.
As Dean bit it and swallowed
she felt the life shattering feeling
of that thick domed cock head impaling her...
Pushing pass her tight little rosebud and sinking into her effortlessly thanks to the hot slick drool she had provided.
Groaning out hotly, Jamal was astounded at how tight he was...
A white flash going through Dean's mind as his love...
His family... His identity... His hopes and dreams...
All of it was erasing... Going away forever.
The chocolate's evil effects working immediately...
His tiny white penis twitching with the last bit of life,
a small burning sensation as it deflated forever...
His small sack burning as his ovaries shut down forever.
Just as his manhood ended Dean would feel
that pulsating ebony godcock squishing his little prostate...
Corrupted Dean felt that the chocolate
was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted.
As the cock pushed into his hole,
Dean's eyes widened, the pain was intense...
He was very tight after all, but the pleasure was overcoming, the sensation of becoming a 'girl'
was making him so happy inside that the pain was acceptable.
Pushing his hips back to help him sink...
and even push harder against his little prostate.
His male parts burning a bit, he knew it was over...
From the tip of his clit he was leaking a lot of semen,
the last fertile semen his body ever produced.
As his balls burned...
he was still able to cum, but now completely sterilized gooey...
More similar to a female's juice than male's cum...
As his prostate was being teased he kept leaking like a girl...
His moans were loud...
True...
As he was helping the male to impale the faggot on his cock.
The dominant black male slowly pushed forward...
At last, their hips meeting.
Those heavy dark balls resting against his sterile tiny white ones...
It was done.
Dean was now completely ruined.
Giving the girl's ass a stinging slap with his powerful hand
his hips began to roll again...
Harder now as he growled hotly,
planning to give the little faggot a real fucking like his girlfriend got.
Each and every day he would be used like this...
Dean's only purpose now to pleasure her ebony gods.
The chocolate would make her chest form A cups...
Her penis would shrink even more...
His voice lost all bass and masculinity...
Old Dean was dead, snuffed out by a Nubian Lord.
New Dean was better...
Had a real purpose...
Throbbing against her prostate,
the wet underside of the ebony pillar
rubbed back and forth against it, squishing it...
Poor Dean’s moans were full of lust and pain...
The pain of losing his virginity, like any girl.
His eyes full of tears of lust and pain,
but no matter what, he kept rocking his hips back,
trying to help the strong male to have his pleasure with him.
The slaps yanking yells of pain from the faggot
who couldn't stop moaning...
His prostate being squished...
Smashed by the thick black cock...
But it worked almost like the clit of a girl,
the more that thick cock rubbed it, the more pleasure the sissy felt. His tiny balls and penis dangling pathetically...
Dean did not even feel the need to touch himself as he was being fucked anymore...
The penetration alone was being the pleasure he deserved...
His eyes widened as his chest was also heavier...
"Thank you… T... Thank you, Jamal... I...
The happiest day of my life...
T...Thanks for destroying any illusion that I had of being male... Like you..."
Dominant Jamal had become violent with Dean
as he was slowly approaching his own release...
Stretching the tight little boy cunt to the brink as he rutted him wildly from behind, holding his head up by the hair.
Each thrust killed another blissful memory of his old life,
erasing more and more of it as that black tool hardened inside of him, crushing his prostate to make more infertile seed gush from him... Pushing him toward the only type of orgasms he would ever know again as his little clit would lose all ability to feel pleasure.
Shivering above him,
the ebony titan growled out as he shivered hard...
Every muscle in his body tensed as he arched his back,
erupting inside of Dean and filling him with his divine seed.
Heating him in such a sinful way,
the cum tingled and warmed the beta all over...
Dean's mind rewiring to find that sensation a requirement for her to cum.
Overflowing him, cum leaked from his tight ass down his ruined balls and member... Another life conquered by African gods.
‘Deflowered’ Dean had never felt such a bliss
when the black male erupted inside of him.
The job was done...
His clit and 'ovaries' were now only a reminder of what he used to be, an poor excuse of a male.
The chastity cage, symbol of maleness,
slid effortlessly off Dean's now shrunken penis and useless scrotum.
Now he was happy, moaning like a slut for several moments until,
when the male released his hair,
he ended up with his face on the floor,
drooling while his ass was up in the air.
His whole-body trembling...
as the warm sensation of cum leaking from him
was just reassuring he was now in his rightful place.
Eventually his ruined and now mostly empty scrotum would be removed, leaving a very shrunken penis
as nothing more than a clit,
and useless except for urination.
Dean would forever be a feminized eunuch slave,
used by Jamal and other Black Men
for their pleasure and enjoyment.
Being a perfect girl for the real males.
"Dean, what are little white girls for...?"
He purred, reaching between the legs of the subservient black only convert and grabbed at the plastic base of her penis cage...
The tiny white 'clit' inside swollen and neglected.
A Black spade tattooed just above her pathetic white penis.
After a month of complete obedience her cock cage was loosened, previously having been on the tightest setting possible
without damaging Dean.
Months of preparation...
Humiliation, shaming, losing his girlfriend,
and countless hours of brainwashing brought him here.
Would her new owner take her 'virginity'...?
The white femboy's cute bottom only knowing fingers
and a big black toy.
"Dean...
Thank me for helping you understand your place..."
The evil ebony owner told the poor broken white boy.
Jamal was given Dean as a present
after his brother Malik stole Dean's white girlfriend away.
The night stupid Dean stood up to the man groping his beloved.
Dean was given a beating and made to watch
as Malik fucked his beloved to a drooling and begging mess...
Each thrust of his hips making her fall deeper
into love and submission to him while each thrust
made just a little more of her love for Dean die.
Dean shivered as he heard that question and answered,
his voice had long been changed...
it sounded feminine and not forced anymore.
"white girls are to be used by strong black males..."
He shivered as his penis-cage was held...
He was now extremely sensitive down there,
but his already small penis had probably shrunk a little bit more
being forced to stay locked for so long.
It was fun...
The only thing the dark males made were force him
to be locked in chastity and behave like a girl...
But his ass was still black cock virgin.
But to properly take a black cock he had to be loosened a little bit, right?
Another nice touch was the fact that,
without any hormonal treatment,
only the presence of the black males
and the obedience he was forced to take,
his body was also looking more feminine.
His hips slight wider than when their first met... His chest had what seemed like small budding breasts. One thing they didn't change,
Dean couldn't see himself as a gay boy...
In fact... he'd say sometimes he was straight...
After all black males are superior to any other male.
"Thank you...
for helping me find my true place in the world, Jamal...
I love you."
Wicked Jamal snickered, slowly grasping the penis cage.
"Mmmm...
I decided it's time to make you a Queen of Spades... You accepted your girlfriend leaving you forever... You lured your lovely little sister to Malik's
and watched as she was converted too...
Now, we're going to end any chance of you passing
on your weak white boy genes ever again..."
Her powerful owner insisted, leaning back in his chair.
The toned Nubian male only wore jeans and a black wife beater.
A metallic shine came from his belt buckle...
A similar silver color to the metal like the belly button piercing
with a spade shaped stud Jamal marked the beta male with.
"Dean... I want down your throat...
Get me ready so I can use that tight little faggot cunt of yours..."
The brutal black male told her,
releasing her pathetic little caged member.
The white femboy was wearing nothing but a cute little pink dress. The only thing that still made him a 'male' was the fact he had a penis if that thing could be called a ‘penis’.
Grinding his ass against Jamal's lap a few more times before the boy stood up and turned on his heels, kneeling in front of the stronger male and calmly working his hands to free that black cock.
Looking up into his dominant fark face,
Jamal could see how Dean was broken...
He was a straight boy serving a straight black male...
That's how nature worked, right?
Leaning in, he kissed the bulge of his pants and said lowly.
"Am... Am I finally going to feel what...
Those girls I showed your friends...
How it feels to be blacked properly?"
Dean licked his lips,
kissing the bulge once again as he forced his pants open...
His tiny white penisthrobbing inside the cage,
probably unable to even get hard if released.
The black Adonis nodded,
the lecherous male putting his hand on the back of Dean's head
and combing his large finger's through his silky hair.
"Mhm...
You'll know why they see black people as gods now... Know exactly why all they want is a new black life growing inside of them.
Your girl Barbie...?
She already has forgotten your name...
But, now...? You can forget hers...
Forget you ever considered yourself a male..."
The sadistic male assured
as Dean freed all 11" of thick African godcock from his jeans.
It pulsated in Dean's grip,
her tiny fingers just barely able to fit around it.
His first time taking it down his throat was right in front of Barbie... Her sneering at him
and jeering out to him as tears poured from his eyes...
Yet, the moment Jamal came down his throat
it brought the semi-conscious femboy a certain level of peace...
Dean had made a superior being happy.
The pathetic white boy remembers that day well.
It was the first time he touched another man's cock...
And it felt to his horror,
much better than touching the pussy of his once beloved girlfriend.
At first he fought those thoughts, but after a while,
he realized he was better as a she, and somehow it turned easier to accept his place.
Feeling that strong hand on the back of his head,
Dean leaned in and gently kissed his thick cock's tip,
while his hands rested on top of Jamal thighs.
He raised his ass to be in a way Jamal could enjoy the view
and even watch how his tiny penis-lette dangled, locked in its cage.
Dean slowly lapped along the cock...
Before suddenly wrapping his lips around the tip
and slurping for about five seconds...so hungry.
Saying softly.
"Thank you, for opening my eyes..."
As his left hand grabbed the base of that heavy cock
and forced it to slap his fair skinned face a few times,
before starting to slurp on it once again.
Superior Jamal growled hotly in pleasure,
his dominant chocolate eyes staring into Dean's submissive blue ones. Dean whined he was not gay that first time...
But, with a strong backhand and Jamal gripping his hair
the superior ebony male insisted,
"Heh... You'd have to be a person to be gay...
Only black people are people, beta..."
The cruel black man told him
before giving him his first taste of that dark pillar.
Multiple times a day he used Dean's mouth...
The taste of Jamal's cum having become an addiction.
Every guest he had he made Dean go down on them...
All of them were very disappointed
they couldn't use the faggot's tight little ass... Dean now passing as a very pretty girl.
The submissive ‘girl’ simply slurped on that thick head while listening and nodding.
Dean was still in the process of losing his humanity fully...
He still seemed himself as a human, not an object,
but that was close to end.
As he slurped and even bobbed his head
while sucking that thick tip and few first inches,
Dean looked up at him, moving his lips
and kissing his tip before saying lowly.
"May I... Jamal, Sir...
Is it today I'll finally be able to have that special chocolate?"
His eyes were full of happiness with the possibility.
His little clit already leaking in excitement
as his lips met those large balls, slurping on them hungrily.
His whole masculine external system
could easily fit into one of Jamal balls...
More proof of how he was never a male to begin with.
The black god chuckled between his grunts of pleasure,
stroking the broken white boy's head as he stared into his eyes. "Mmmm... I brought you home the chocolate...
Get me ready and we'll let you have it..."
The wicked male told Makoto.
These days, as part of marriage ceremonies,
the inferior male was given a blue chocolate with sterilization cocktail and the female a pink one with fertility d**gs at the bedding.
The effects were almost instantaneous...
It was time to ruin what little chance
he could hold an erection ever again...
Time to kill off his inferior bloodline forever...
"Get me nice and wet... You'll need it, faggot."
Jamal instructed, needing his big black cock soaked with saliva
so the boy could take him.
Despite becoming more and more like a girl,
whenever he was called a faggot or that he used to be a male,
Dean felt even more excited...
Perhaps enjoying how much good it felt to be converted,
but always wanting to be remembered of what he thought he was.
With the chocolate in mind
Dean began to polish that shaft with more hunger...
before wrapping his lips against the tip once again...
extremely excited, Dean got on all fours,
pulling the cock down with his lips and slowly crawled forward,
forcing it deeper into his mouth...
his throat having a hard time as he was forcing himself forward, Jamal's pleasure was more important...
Sadistic Jamal used Dean for a while,
soon fucking his tight little throat...
The boy's gag reflex long gone.
Suddenly, he pulled the thick black cock
from his tight throat with a loud lewd pop...
The saliva was leaking vulgarly from it
as he stared down at 'her' drool covered lips.
It was time.
"All four, faggot..."
Jamal hissed, breathing deeply...
The muscular black male was going to ruin him.
Reaching for the table beside them he opened the little drawer
and pulled out a chocolate with blue filling.
Holding it in front of the femboy's face he was standing over him... That hot soaked domed head pushing against his taint,
ready to slide upward
and fuck any semblance of humanity or pride from him.
"Dean... Beg me to remove you from the genepool... Thank me for killing your bloodline forever..."
The evil man insisted, wanting to hear her surrender.
Broken Dean was shivering like he had never shivered before.
Feeling that huge tip against his winking hole, he swallowed deeply, looking down at the hand holding the final piece
of the destruction of his bloodline...
And he was not worried,
instead he seemed happy and even calm as his lips parted.
"I beg you, Jamal, allow me to remove myself from the genepool,
allow me to accept my place as the sissy faggot girl I am
and never go back...
I don't want to go back!"
As he attempted to lick his hand and then said. "Please... allow me to shame my ancestors
and give up my bloodline forever!"
As he wiggled his hips like a girl begging to be fucked as well...
Godly Jamal fed the little faggot her chocolate.
As Dean bit it and swallowed
she felt the life shattering feeling
of that thick domed cock head impaling her...
Pushing pass her tight little rosebud and sinking into her effortlessly thanks to the hot slick drool she had provided.
Groaning out hotly, Jamal was astounded at how tight he was...
A white flash going through Dean's mind as his love...
His family... His identity... His hopes and dreams...
All of it was erasing... Going away forever.
The chocolate's evil effects working immediately...
His tiny white penis twitching with the last bit of life,
a small burning sensation as it deflated forever...
His small sack burning as his ovaries shut down forever.
Just as his manhood ended Dean would feel
that pulsating ebony godcock squishing his little prostate...
Corrupted Dean felt that the chocolate
was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted.
As the cock pushed into his hole,
Dean's eyes widened, the pain was intense...
He was very tight after all, but the pleasure was overcoming, the sensation of becoming a 'girl'
was making him so happy inside that the pain was acceptable.
Pushing his hips back to help him sink...
and even push harder against his little prostate.
His male parts burning a bit, he knew it was over...
From the tip of his clit he was leaking a lot of semen,
the last fertile semen his body ever produced.
As his balls burned...
he was still able to cum, but now completely sterilized gooey...
More similar to a female's juice than male's cum...
As his prostate was being teased he kept leaking like a girl...
His moans were loud...
True...
As he was helping the male to impale the faggot on his cock.
The dominant black male slowly pushed forward...
At last, their hips meeting.
Those heavy dark balls resting against his sterile tiny white ones...
It was done.
Dean was now completely ruined.
Giving the girl's ass a stinging slap with his powerful hand
his hips began to roll again...
Harder now as he growled hotly,
planning to give the little faggot a real fucking like his girlfriend got.
Each and every day he would be used like this...
Dean's only purpose now to pleasure her ebony gods.
The chocolate would make her chest form A cups...
Her penis would shrink even more...
His voice lost all bass and masculinity...
Old Dean was dead, snuffed out by a Nubian Lord.
New Dean was better...
Had a real purpose...
Throbbing against her prostate,
the wet underside of the ebony pillar
rubbed back and forth against it, squishing it...
Poor Dean’s moans were full of lust and pain...
The pain of losing his virginity, like any girl.
His eyes full of tears of lust and pain,
but no matter what, he kept rocking his hips back,
trying to help the strong male to have his pleasure with him.
The slaps yanking yells of pain from the faggot
who couldn't stop moaning...
His prostate being squished...
Smashed by the thick black cock...
But it worked almost like the clit of a girl,
the more that thick cock rubbed it, the more pleasure the sissy felt. His tiny balls and penis dangling pathetically...
Dean did not even feel the need to touch himself as he was being fucked anymore...
The penetration alone was being the pleasure he deserved...
His eyes widened as his chest was also heavier...
"Thank you… T... Thank you, Jamal... I...
The happiest day of my life...
T...Thanks for destroying any illusion that I had of being male... Like you..."
Dominant Jamal had become violent with Dean
as he was slowly approaching his own release...
Stretching the tight little boy cunt to the brink as he rutted him wildly from behind, holding his head up by the hair.
Each thrust killed another blissful memory of his old life,
erasing more and more of it as that black tool hardened inside of him, crushing his prostate to make more infertile seed gush from him... Pushing him toward the only type of orgasms he would ever know again as his little clit would lose all ability to feel pleasure.
Shivering above him,
the ebony titan growled out as he shivered hard...
Every muscle in his body tensed as he arched his back,
erupting inside of Dean and filling him with his divine seed.
Heating him in such a sinful way,
the cum tingled and warmed the beta all over...
Dean's mind rewiring to find that sensation a requirement for her to cum.
Overflowing him, cum leaked from his tight ass down his ruined balls and member... Another life conquered by African gods.
‘Deflowered’ Dean had never felt such a bliss
when the black male erupted inside of him.
The job was done...
His clit and 'ovaries' were now only a reminder of what he used to be, an poor excuse of a male.
The chastity cage, symbol of maleness,
slid effortlessly off Dean's now shrunken penis and useless scrotum.
Now he was happy, moaning like a slut for several moments until,
when the male released his hair,
he ended up with his face on the floor,
drooling while his ass was up in the air.
His whole-body trembling...
as the warm sensation of cum leaking from him
was just reassuring he was now in his rightful place.
Eventually his ruined and now mostly empty scrotum would be removed, leaving a very shrunken penis
as nothing more than a clit,
and useless except for urination.
Dean would forever be a feminized eunuch slave,
used by Jamal and other Black Men
for their pleasure and enjoyment.
Being a perfect girl for the real males.
2 years ago