Sure enough Saturday evening arrived and all the slaves were led outside by connected yokes around our necks. It was a warm night. A large gathering of dark faces laughed and joked as we were forced to our knees. It was quite a contrast having all these white naked bodies there for the use of horde of black folks.

On top of being naked, we were all blindfolded, so I couldn't see the persons who were liberally feeling me up. I was yanked backward by my hair, slapped in the face, nipples twisted, groin continuously kicked. I could hear screams coming from my fellow slaves. I could hear the thwaps of whips, the smacks of paddles, and the ongoing shrieks..

This whole scene was directed by Winston and Winnie. They had invited all the neighbors for a fun night of delightful torture. At one point I was tied face up on the ground. My legs were spread wide and each were lifted high above my head. Excruciating cock and balls torture followed. "Rip his balls off!" I heard Winnie exclaim. Then she said, Let's let him keep his balls so we can torture him some more. The daughter was right there as well. She pushed needles through both of my nipples. My screams were music to their ears.

Then I heard two familiar voices, Crystal and Rachel. "Let's flip him over, we wanna fuck him." That's exactly what they did. I couldn't tell who fucked me first, but the crowd was cheering. I could hear loud screaming all around me as I was butt-fucked continuously. I felt like a rag doll, being used and abused.

Finally I was thrown to the ground like I was being discarded like a used rag. But I wasn't done. I heard Winston's voice. "You haven't been properly fucked yet boy!" When I felt the Prince's big cock enter my anus I thought was going to be fucked to death. I screamed so long I grew hoarse. When he came he made me clean him off, and ordered Leroy to take the garbage back to his cell.