I was getting used to having Laura in the next cell. My mission was to find her, which in a way I did, but certainly not to be enslaved like animals. How much more of this could we take? The other slaves, who had been there a while seemed like they had accepted their lowly status.

Yet, there always seemed to be somebody who was being flogged at the whipping post, and it was usually the mother-daughter team swinging the implement, delighting hearing the pains of anguish.

So one day when Laura was taken out by Leroy to meet Winston in his room, I thought he'd already taken her cherries, front and back. What more could he do to her? Maybe Winnie hadn't given him any pussy lately, because he liked to fuck around with other women, and in Laura's case, a wholesome young white girl.

But, when Princess Winnie appeared suddenly in my cell, I immediately got on my knees, bent over and kissed her bare feet. The regal lady then smiled down at me and caressed the side of my face. "You are a handsome one Pete." This was first time she has called me by my first name since my arrival. What else could I say, but "Thank You Mistress?"..."You've taken a lot of abuse, a lot more than most slaves." The soft, gloved hand felt soothing against my skin. "The ladies at the party the other night were chiding for not having had your beautiful cock inside my cunt. So I think we should go upstairs, and do something about that."

I grinned. Despite being sadistic bitch, Winnie was an attractive woman, and the fact that is black made it all the more intriguing. There was a few dark ladies back in college, who I would've fucked in a heartbeat. But right at this moment the lady who owns me is offering me her pussy.

She led me through the palace to a circular stairway that led to the upper floors. Wall to all plush carpeting decorated the floor down a long hallway. When we passed one room, I swear I could hear what sounded like heavy breathing. "That's Winston's room," Winnie pointed out. That had me wondering if they had separate rooms. Is Laura in bed with him, I mused.

Finally my Mistress opened a door to a vast room, that had plush red carpeting, off-white painted walls and a four-poster bed in the middle. Upon entering I waited for her to give me an order.

"On the bed Pete." She ordered me to lie face up and spread my arms and legs. When I did, she tethered my wrists and ankles, spreadeagling me. What kind of torture was I in for, I thought? Not taking my eyes off her, I was astounded when she untied the soft belt at her waist holding the two parts of her dressing gown together....and dropped it to the floor leaving her utterly naked. My cock immediately like any man's would. She winked at me. Ever been with a black woman before Pete?"...."Nnnnooo Mistress!"...She paraded around the room, strutting, showing off every part of her. Then she cocked her head, "Like what you see Pete?" ...I swallowed hard..."Yes Mistress!"

Then the bed springs creaked when she got on the bed to straddle me. Her ample sized breasts had some sag to them, but stood out on her chest like beacons. She held each one in her hands and offered them to me to kiss each nipple. Then she ordered me to suck both nipples simultaneously. I thought I was in heaven. Then she slowly kissed her way down my body, caressing me with her boobs. When she reached my crotch, she smothered my hard white cock with her caramel colored tits. When her mouth main the same journey, she held up my cock in her fist and licked the head like it was an ice cream cone. No words were necessary as she took the entire length of my dick deep into her mouth. She then took it out and smiled at me. "You thought I was going to torture you, didn't you Pete?"...I was panting n pleasure, "Yes Mistress I did."...."But you see how I can be, not a sadistic bitch, am I Pete?"..."No Mistress."

She then lifted her pelvis up and brought it slightly downward as she held my cock. She lowered herself. "Give it to me Pete!"....It felt heavenly. In no time I was pushing upward to meet her downward thrusts. "FUCK ME PETE! YES YES YES!" I didn't want it to end. She rode and rode, grabbing her own nipples and twisting viciously. I could feel he juices rumbling in my balls and I new I'd blast off any second.

Finally we both came and she collapsed on top of me. Her soft body felt so good I didn't care if we spent the rest of the day like this. Then she rose from the bed, put her dressing gown back on and patted my now shrunken cock. "Good boy, Pete, keep this up and I'll make you my own personal fuck slave." She walked out leaving me tied to the bed. "Be back later Pete."