An Unlikely Enslavement: Part II - 5,069 Words (Patreon Exclusive)

This story is pure fiction. It is an outlet to explore ridiculous fantasies. Nothing about it is rooted in reality. Do not mistake it for such.

Tags: Heavy Raceplay, Corruption, Nonconsent/Reluctance, Gaslighting, Misogyny, Heavy Degradation, Piss Play, Rough Oral Sex, MF

Starring: Tom (Original), Sydeon (Sydney Parker), Pokimane (Imane Anys), QuarterJade (Jodi Lee), LilyPichu (Lily Ki)

Author's note: So.. yeah. This was only supposed to be a couple thousand words, which I planned to add onto the end of part one after a bit of editing, but it got away from me, and I deemed it worthy of a part two. I know this wasn't voted on, but I had to get it out of my head before the ideas and the motivation were gone. Still, I wasn't able to get all the scenes I wanted onto paper, but such is life. One day I will be as concise as I plan to be, and I'll likely end up hating it, hah.

Anyway, Sydney slides further into the clutches of Tom's debauchery. Her friends are blindsided by a sudden realization, but they remain steadfast in their support for Sydney. Slowly but surely, they will get their friend back. Or.. perhaps, another with be corrupted in the process.

Hope you enjoy.

Here's part one in case you want a refresher. It did receive it's own fair bit of editing: https://www.patreon.com/posts/unlikely-7-576-90543429?utm_medium=clipboard_copy&utm_source=copyLink&utm_campaign=postshare_creator&utm_content=join_link

This story does not take place within the SAAS universe.

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Sydney didn’t want to hide forever. She didn’t want to have to sneak around. This thing with Tom.. it meant too much to her to keep hidden. It was her whole world now.

She planned on easing them into it. She would very casually tell her friends that she was helping him out with errands or whatever. Anything that normalized her interactions with him. Then.. one thing would lead to another.

It would make sense. They’d understand.. eventually. Maybe not right away.. but..

At least there was a chance it’d work.

Sydney had not planned to throw the full extent of her perverted relationship with Tom in her friends’ faces, but.. as he was fond of reminding her, she had no control over their relationship and its nuances. She had no control, no rights, and no say.

So it was about a week after they moved in that the fateful day came. Syd was lounging in the living room amongst all of her roommates. Jodi, Lily, and Imane were scattered around, two on the couch and one on the floor with her back against the seats. They were munching on a charcuterie board that they made together on stream, watching an old season of the Bachelor.

Truly, it was a great afternoon full of roommate bonding. They had all sensed Sydney distancing herself as she spent more and more time out of the home, so it was nice when she dedicated some time with the rest of the gang.

A sudden lock turning disrupted that completely. Tom, their despicable neighbor, barged through their front door.

Each girl jumped in her seat.

“Wha– what the hell? Tom?” Imane blurted out. “What are you doing here?”

“How the fuck did you get in? That door was locked!”

“Mast–.. uh, Tom!” Sydney exclaimed. She resisted the urge to run up to him and embrace his manly frame. It wouldn’t have made sense to her friends.

“Guys, relax,” she explained. “I gave him a key. Just in case of an emergency.”

“You.. you gave this dude a key? To our house?!” Jodi asked, puzzled. “Without even telling us?”

“What kind of emergency would ever require his help?” Imane asked.

“God damn,” Tom groaned. “Are you guys always this annoying? I’ve been here for two seconds and you’re already complaining. You should be curtsying when a man walks in. If you’re not already on your knees waiting for him, that is. Haha!”

Jodi, Lily, and Imane all rolled their eyes simultaneously. “Ugh,” they groaned.

But Sydney didn’t join them. She actually laughed in response.

“I’m not here for you sluts anyway, so groan all you want. I’m here for one whore in particular,” Tom asserted as he walked further in their home and towards their sofa. From his position behind the furniture, he reached out and grabbed Sydney by the hair.

“Mm, am I the lucky girl?” she said, pretending to be surprised. She wasn’t aware that he’d be coming over today, but she couldn’t hide her affection for her owner completely.

“You are. I gotta say.. when you girls first moved in, I thought it’d be fucking you,” Tom said, nodding his head in Imane’s direction, “or you.” This time, he nodded at Jodi. “I never thought I’d go for the black one.”

Sydney looked up at him with lust. “I’m so glad you did, though.”

Without responding, Tom pulled her towards him and over the back of the couch. Sydney fumbled about and all but fell while trying to catch her footing. He then dragged her towards one of the bedrooms.

“Asshole! Fucking leave her alone!” Jodi shouted out, standing to defend her best friend from this creep. Their odd back and forth left her confused, but her protective nature kicked in.

“No!” Syd protested, meeting Jodi’s gaze. Even as she struggled against Tom’s ruthless grip, she was still siding with him. “Just– don’t! Don’t do anything, please. We’re.. just.. we’re just going to talk, okay? Talk.. uhm, you should– ahh, turn the volume on the TV up..”

That stopped Jodi in her tracks, but it left her completely in shock. “Talk about what? Syd! Sydney!” was all she could get out before Tom slammed the door shut. He had accidentally chosen Lily’s room, but that was far from the biggest concern.

Within a minute, heavy grunting and rhythmic pounding could be heard.

“Ahhh, yes, master! Just like that! Manhandle me! Fuck me like the whore I am!” Sydney shouted out. “Use me! Use me like a slut!”

“FUCKING HELL! NEVER HAD PUSSY LIKE THIS! AHH, YEAH. TAKE THIS WHITE COCK, YOU BLACK WHORE!”

“Mm, yes!” Sydney moaned, no longer holding back. “I AM a black whore! Your black whore! You own me! You own meeee, fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck! Fuck me just like that!”

“Worthless BLACK SLUT. Stupid fucking useless cunt! TAKE THIS DICK! Ahhhh, fuck. So goddamn tight.”

“I am useless! Thank you for making me see that! So useless, mmm fuck! Ughhh! Ugh, ugh.. so big! I love your white cock! It looks so pretty.. invading my cunt! I love it! I love you! I love you, master! Fuck me, use me, rape me! Whenever you want! I’m yours!”

“USELESS BLACK CUNT. HOW’S IT FEEL? TO GET BLEACHED? How’s it feel to be owned?” Tom shouted out. Several slaps could be heard shortly after.

“Mm, yes! Slap me! It feels so good, ahhhhh. So right! I deserve this! I deserve this for.. for being black! Stupid and black! Ow, fuck.. ah, ah! Haha, fuck, those sting so good! Thank you, master! Thank you for.. for treating me like shit!”

The filthy sex talk continued on for the next hour. Jodi looked at Imane and Lily in complete bewilderment.

“What the fuck,” she whispered.

“How.. why is she letting that happen?” Imane asked with genuine curiosity.

“He’s been super racist ever since we met him,” Lily added. “What could she possibly see in him? He’s gross! He’s old and creepy!”

They let the degenerate degradation go on before they resumed their conversation.

“AHH, YES. FUCKING TIGHTEST ASS EVER. TAKE MY COCK, YOU FUCKING BLACKIE! BLACK WHORE!” Tom shouted out.

“She must.. really like being talked down to,” Imane reasoned. “I like that sometimes too, but this is way too far. He’s calling her useless! Jodi, did you know about this?”

Shaking her head, Jodi's mouth still hung open. “No, not at all! She’s never been this wild. I’ve.. I’ve seen her kiss random dudes at festivals and stuff, but nothing like this.”

After a slight pause, Jodi continued. “We.. we hooked up with these two guys once.. separately. It wasn’t a foursome, but we were in the same tent. It was at Lollapalooza, I think. And.. she wasn’t like this. She didn’t really talk at all.”

“YES. AHHH, CHOKE ME, MASTER! I PROMISE. I’LL BE YOURS FOREVER! I’LL BE YOUR SLAVE! YOUR BLACK SLAVE! JUST KEEP FUCKING ME, AHHH! UGH, UGH, UGH!”

Lily giggled at the poor timing. “Well, she’s definitely talking this time..”

Jodi held back a smirk. The situation was beyond a laughing matter. “I just don’t get it!”

“Maybe he’s just super good in bed?” Lily suggested. “That’s the only thing that could make her turn into.. that.”

“Maybe he’s packing some serious white shmeat,” Poki joked.

Jodi shook her head. “You guys! This isn’t funny! He’s hurting her. We can hear him hitting her!”

“What can we do? She’s clearly–”

“I’M CUMMING! AHHH, MASTER! MASTER, I’M CUMMING! SO GOOD! AHHH, SO GOOD!”

Poki pursed her lips patiently as Sydney’s screams of ecstasy died down. “Clearly enjoying herself. We can’t.. control her sex life.”

The group agreed and resumed watching their show. They had to raise the volume to enjoy it properly, and when the dirty talk became more explicit, involving hard slurs and talks of slavery, they raised the volume even more.

At one point, Imane paused the show and conceded on her initial argument. “You’re right,” she mumbled towards Jodi. “We can’t let him treat her like that. We.. we need to get through to her somehow, but.. obviously not right now.”

“You couldn’t pay me to walk into that room right now,” Lily laughed.

Making fun of the situation helped them get through it. Dirty talk could be interpreted in a humorous manner by those not involved, so it was easy to laugh at. One thing was clear though.

Their friend had been thoroughly corrupted by their racist neighbor, and he had a strong grip on her. Figuratively, and if talking about her throat or hair, then literally as well.

After a while, the loud moaning finally calmed down. The roommates were able to finish binging their favorite show without blasting the audio.

Sydney walked into the room a few minutes later, but headed directly towards the kitchen, offering no explanation for the sexual madness that her friends were surely able to hear.

Jodi turned her head immediately and saw her friend messing around with plates and ingredients.. butt naked. From her position on the sofa, she called out, “Hey, Syd! Everything okay?”

“Of course!” she replied. “Why wouldn’t it be?”

Jodi had no response to that. The answer was obvious, she felt.

“Just.. making a snack, then?” Imane asked in an attempt to follow up with Jodi’s line of questioning. She noticed Syd’s bare ass and bit her lip.

“Yup. A sandwich.”

“Is.. is the sandwich for you?” Lily asked softly.

“No,” Sydney replied. “It’s for my master.”

That was as much tiptoeing as the girls could take. They all stood up and walked over to the kitchen, ready for a confrontation.

“Syd, what is going on?” Jodi asked directly. She crossed her arms, conveying the seriousness of her question.

“What do you mean? I’m making a sandwich for Tom,” she replied as she added avocado and lettuce. It was hard not to stare at her breasts.

“You have to talk to us,” Imane pleaded. “Why are you having sex with that guy? He’s saying horrible things to you, and he’s been harassing us for the past week! Is this what’s been happening every time you go over there to “talk”? Is this why you’ve been spending so much time out of the house?”

Syd was silent. She simply continued making Tom’s sandwich. Just the way he liked it.

Jodi noticed her friend’s hesitation and added, “We’re worried about you. That’s it, Syd. You walking out here completely naked.. it’s not normal! We.. we just want to make sure you’re okay. He’s not.. blackmailing you or anything, right?”

“No, no.. it’s nothing like that. Tom is the sweetest guy I’ve ever met. He would never do anything like that.”

“Bullshit,” Imane replied. “We can hear what he says to you. I’ve met serial killers sweeter than him!”

“You’ve met serial killers?” Sydney retorted with a smirk.

“Whatever! You know what I mean. He’s calling you a slave and the n-word and stuff.. he’s super racist. How are you okay with that?”

After a long pause, Syd piled potato chips onto the plate and finished Tom’s lunch.

“I know how it looks, okay?” she sighed, finally answering her friends’ concerns in a direct manner. “Nothing has changed. I’m still the same old Sydney. We’ll still hang out and watch the Bachelor and play games together. I promise. I’ve just.. I’ve realized that I’m a white man’s whore. It feels good.. to.. give up everything I’ve built.. for him. All of my hard work with my brand and Twitch.. I’m giving that all up.. just to be his slave.” Her friends looked on as Sydney shuddered in a blissful manner. “It just feels so good. That’s all I can say. I don’t really even get it myself, but it makes sense to my body, so I’m not questioning it, and I hope you guys can support me. I really, really like him. Just.. please, give him a chance?”

Silence filled the room for a solid ten seconds.

“Give him a chance like.. we should eat more of his cum cupcakes and see if the taste magically got better?” Imane scowled, emphasizing the ridiculousness of her proposal.

“If you liked them, then yes,” Sydney replied nonchalantly. “He’s been begging me to feed you stuff like that again.”

“Are you on drugs?” Jodi asked with genuine curiosity. “Like, has he given you anything?”

Sydney sighed. “No, you ass. Now, if you’ll excuse me.. I have to go feed my white master his lunch.”

“He’s not your master!” Jodi exclaimed. “You are not a slave!”

“Yes he is and yes I am! He owns me now, Jodi. And soon, he’ll own you too!”

With that, Syd closed the door behind her and left her friends in complete shock.

“She’s so fucking brainwashed,” Imane muttered. “She didn’t hear a word we said!”

“Thanks for the help, by the way,” Jodi said in Lily’s direction.

“Uh, wha– me?! I didn’t know what to say! She’s.. she’s acting crazy. You can’t reason with crazy.”

Imane shook her head. “It’s not her fault, Jodi. We did our best and still didn’t change anything, and we can’t turn on each other. That scumbag has already corrupted one of us. We have to stick together if we want to get her back. And we will get her back. She.. I don’t know, she’ll get bored of him eventually.”

Jodi gave her friend a half smirk. Her optimism was encouraging, and her logic was sound. Tom and Syd were just in a weird sexual honeymoon phase. Surely, they’d grow tired of their odd dynamic.

Surely.

Though, the following day was no consolation.

After her morning stretches, Jodi walked out of her bedroom to make her fruit smoothie. Usually consisting of a banana, strawberries, and blueberries, the delicious drink always gave her an extra boost of motivation to climb out of bed. On her way to the kitchen, she found herself blockaded by the new couple.

If one could call them that.

Tom was ruthlessly facefucking Sydney’s tight throat. He reeled his hand back and delivered several hard slaps to the side of the black girl’s face. Choking her with his cock wasn’t enough, it seemed. He had to hurt her, too. Closing his hand into a fist, he punched the back of her head in an attempt to stuff more of his fat cock down her throat.

Jodi grimaced as she witnessed Syd claw at Tom’s thighs, begging for a fresh breath of air. Her throat strained and her face was visually red, despite her dark complexion.

“You don’t have to be so harsh,” Jodi mumbled as she watched on, unable to pass.

Tom turned towards her, never pausing his deep thrusts. “Of course I do. Keeps her in line. Isn’t that right, whore?”

“Mhmmm!” Sydney moaned out.

“She’s a woman.. not a dog,” Jodi argued.

“I know. I’d never treat a dog this way!”

“Tck.. you’re a pig.”

“Perhaps, but I’m a pig that’s currently receiving fantastic fucking head. Maybe you’re just jealous? Your friend is slobbering all over my cock, leaving none for you. Would you like to take her place?” Tom teased her. He could feel Sydney mumble out a protest.

Jodi simply shook her head in disgust. “Never in your wildest dreams. Just let me pass. I need to get to the kitchen.”

Tom smiled at her and moved with his back against the opposite wall, taking the struggling black girl with him. He buried his cock balls deep, giving Jodi ample space to maneuver past them.

Jodi scrunched up her face in anger as she stepped over her friend's legs. Tom slapped her ass as she walked by, causing her anger to boil as she made her smoothie in silence.

When she finished several minutes later, she walked back to her room, fully expecting Tom and Sydney to still be there in the hallway, but they were not.

She heard the sound of trickling water around the corner, so she peered into the open bathroom and saw Tom pissing on Sydney’s eager face. She was kneeling in the bathtub.

“How’s it feel? Getting pissed on by a white man?” Tom asked as he moved his stream of piss from her open mouth to her forehead.

“Mm,” Sydney moaned. “It’s so warm, heh. It’s so degrading. So.. humiliating. It feels right. This is how, heh.. this is how I should shower every day.”

“Is that right? You want me to pee on your stupid black face every day?”

“On my face.. on my tits.. my whole body. I want to be coated in your piss. Like a proper slave, hehe. I can’t think of anything– pfft.. pff.. anything more embarrassing than that, so let’s be sure to do it every day.”

Tom eventually zipped his pants up and walked out, which prompted Jodi to quickly hide against the wall. Luckily for her, the bigot turned the opposite way and did not notice her.

Jodi snuck into the bathroom quietly and frowned in pity at her naked friend, who looked notably happy.

“Are you okay?” she asked.

Sydney smiled and nodded. “I am. I really am, okay? More than that, I’m happy. I know, I know, I know. It looks bad.. but I’m happy. Covered in pee and deliriously happy. I feel useful like this, okay?”

“But Sydney, you’ve never not been useful. You’re so much more than this. You have to know that!”

“That’s exactly it. I’m not. I’m not more than this.. I’m not above this. I know I’m not,” Sydney began to explain. “You’re not above this either, but I won’t try to convince you. This.. this is where I belong, okay? This is my peak. Being a white man’s plaything, heh.. eek! It gets me excited just thinking about it.”

Jodi could see the excitement rush through her friend’s body as she spoke. Her happiness was authentic.

She opened her mouth to continue arguing, but there was no point.

“Can I at least run the water to get all this pee off of you?” Jodi compromised.

“No, he likes when I sit here for a while, covered in his pee. He’s so pervy like that, hah,” Syd replied with a giggle, splashing the pool of piss that surrounded her.

Jodi sighed with a half frown. “Okay, do you want some of my smoothie at least? I haven’t seen you eat in a while. You need energy if you’re going to.. serve your master.”

Again, Sydney responded in the negative. “Nope. Strict cum and piss diet, hehe. I just had three big gulps, so I’m stuffed anyway. Thanks, though!”

“But he’s not here. He won’t know,” Jodi argued. No one could possibly survive on that diet, so she was concerned about her friend’s health.

“I will. I’ll know, Jodi. I’m his slave, okay? His black slave. You wouldn’t understand. I’m at the bottom of the totem pole. If I do everything my white master says, maybe.. just maybe, I can make someone on the top really happy. Someone who runs things. I can be useful to him in that way. That’s as good as it gets for me.”

Again, Jodi found herself completely speechless. With a subtle nod, she left the bathroom and her friend.

Later that evening, Jodi, Sydney, and Poki were back in the living room as they watched the season finale of their favorite show. They considered avoiding the common areas until Tom was gone, but they were determined to prevent him from impacting their regular bonding time.

“Mind if we join you ladies?” Tom asked as he walked into the room, prompting several sighs and eye rolls. Sydney was with him, but she wasn’t standing. She was on her hands and feet, being walked with a collar and a leash.

“I’ll take that as a no. What do you think of my new dog?” he joked as he yanked her leash in front of the sofa.

Sydney blushed at the embarrassing situation, but she found some enjoyment in the fact that Tom wanted to show her off.

Jodi frowned. Imane didn’t react at all, and Lily squinted her eyes in anger at Tom.

“Awh, come on,” Tom implored. “I’m doing my best to make this work. Your friend is my slave now. You have to deal with that, but it doesn’t have to be awkward. Maybe.. maybe we could even be friends.”

Imane leaned forward and fixed her short shorts that had ridden up, revealing too much thigh for her liking, as long as Tom was around. “Are you serious?” she asked.

Tom raised his left foot and swung it over Sydney’s back, mounting her like a horse. He let his full weight drop onto the black girl as she visibly struggled to stay upright.

“Uhhhhhh. Ooof,” she grunted.

“Yeah, I am. We can be friends, and maybe even more. Eventually,” Tom suggested.

Jodi smiled sarcastically. “Oh, really? Like friends with benefits?”

“I was thinking more along the lines of this one,” he replied and pulled Sydney’s hair to emphasize her. “I wouldn’t mind having another slave. Or.. if that’s too much for your bratty attitudes to stomach, I can call you a maid or a personal assistant. No pay though, obviously.”

“Obviously,” Jodi agreed, maintaining her false tune that dripped with sarcasm. “Do we get dog collars and leashes, too?”

“Hm. I don’t have any extras, but I’m sure I could order some on Amazon.”

“Great. That’s perfect,” Jodi replied with a smirk. “Because I totally overheard Lily saying that she has always dreamt of being a lowly slave.”

Lily immediately looked to her right and slapped Jodi’s side. “Nuh uh! No, do not get me involved in this. She’s just lying and.. and.. projecting her own super secret desires. Yup.. so, if you’re gunning for another one of us, Jodi’s your girl.”

Tom laughed off the bickering between the beautiful girls. Leaning back, he raised his feet off the ground to chuckle freely, and Sydney simply could not hold his weight.

She collapsed onto the ground, taking Tom’s full mass down with her. With a heavy grunt, Sydney was crushed below him.

“Ahh, you stupid bitch,” Tom spat out as he rolled off of the black girl and stood up. The rest of the girl looked on in concern, but mostly for their friend. Despite the situation being Tom’s fault, he placed the blame on his slave. Without checking to see if she was okay, he pulled her up by the hair and slapped her face several times.

“You really can’t do anything right, can you?” he belittled her, slapping her right cheek and then the left. He dragged her over to the sofa so he could sit down while handing out her punishment.

“Fuck, I’m– ah! Sorry! Sorry, sir.. I’m just.. mm! I’m not very strong,” she said, attempting to receive a bit of mercy.

Tom just continued to absent-mindedly slap her. Not with full force, but enough to sting. “You’re stupid and worthless, you know that? I could’ve gotten seriously hurt.”

“I know– ah! I’m sorry, sir.. I’ll try harder.. to be a good.. seat for you– mm, fuck.”

Jodi, Imane, and Lily just stared. It was all they could do. Sydney would surely stop them from interfering if they spoke up.

Finally, he gave Sydney one last slap, and ordered her to bury her face in his balls.

With horrified looks, the girls watched Tom pull his shorts down and reveal one of the fattest cocks they had ever seen. Sydney’s adorable smile quickly returned to her face, despite the physical punishment she had just suffered. She wasted no time and dived into his hefty ballsack, enthusiastically smothering her face.

With everything that had happened so far, the girls shouldn’t have been surprised, but they were. Mostly at Tom’s impressive member, but also at Sydney’s eagerness to please him. Regardless of their negative opinions, having a girl as hot as Sydney swoon over a man like this.. it made Tom more appealing. More attractive. His cock certainly helped as well.

He was an asshole, but he was an asshole with a massive fucking dick and a self-admitted whore on her knees before him.

Jodi, Imane, and Lily were stunned.

“Any of you girls want to join her?” he asked crudely, waking them from their staring contest.

Jodi remembered that she was supposed to hate this guy. “Uh, no thanks. We’re just trying to watch our show, so please.. cool it with the distractions.”

Tom smiled. “The credits have been rolling for a few minutes now.”

That instantly got all three of the girls’ attention. They redirected their gaze and saw that indeed, the finale had finished and the credits were rolling. They were caught red-handed.

“Uhm, just.. can you rewind it, Imane? The end was so good. I want to.. watch it again,” Lily mumbled.

“Mmhm,” Tom chuckled. “You can take a ride on my dick any time you guys want.”

The girls all shot him disapproving looks and sighs, which he enjoyed thoroughly. They were clearly mesmerized by his power over their friend and by his cock. It was amusing watching them struggle with that fact.

After a while, Tom began facefucking Sydney right there on the sofa. Jodi was closest, within arm’s reach, and then it was Lily and Imane, in that order.

“So fucking good,” Tom moaned as he deepthroated the obedient streamer. “This is your place. On your fucking knees, worshipping my white cock. Fucking black cunt.”

He hit the back of Sydney’s head to emphasize his disdain. “I love when you choke on my dick. Yeah, fuckkkk, haha. Just like that. Choke again. Again, goddamn it! Ahhhh, yeah. That fucking spasm is the best. I can feel it right on my cockhead.”

“Grghhh, glckkk, gluckkkk, gluck..”

“Fucking black whore. Right on your knees. What.. what would your ancestors say, if they saw you now, huh? Choking on a white dick? Haha, fuck. They might be proud. They were slaves themselves. Had that submissive gene that you do.”

Jodi couldn’t help but steal glances to her left. It was impossible not to. The show was interesting, but so was the dialogue to her side.

“I think I’m going to cage you,” Tom continued his constant barrage of degradation. “Keep you locked up in a small kennel. What do you think about that?”

He pulled Syd’s head off of his cock as spit fell on the sofa and the floor beneath them. “Uh, uh.. uhm, yes.. that sounds great, heh. Put me in a cage, sir. I belong in a cage. I’m a stupid black whore, after.. after all.”

“So you agree? You deserve to be caged?”

“Well.. the soft bed I have has been.. giving me a lot of comfort at night. Makes me feel.. human.”

“But you’re not. You’re a worthless fucking servant. Useless. Subhuman.”

“I know! I know,” Sydney replied. She was the one who brought up the point, but Tom took it the wrong way and slapped her a few times.

“So it’s settled. I’ll get you a cage.”

“Thank you, sir. My very own cage, hehe. I’m honored!” she exclaimed with joy.

“No, no. It won’t be yours. It’ll be mine, and I’ll let you live in it. You’ll.. you’ll pay rent, too. Haha. Yeah, pay rent to sleep in a cage.”

“Rent? Uhm, how.. how much?” Sydney asked. The rent in the actual home was high enough already, but she could afford more. As long as it wasn’t insane.

“One thousand per month,” Tom replied before jamming his cock back into Sydney’s mouth. He fucked her throat for a full minute before letting her up and allowing her to respond.

“That.. that seems fair, sir,” she agreed weakly. It didn’t, but she wasn’t exactly in a position to negotiate. “Thank you.. for being such a good master. I love you. I’m yours.. forever. I.. I–”

A sinister smirk crept onto Tom’s face. He resumed his facefucking session without an ounce of patience. The deepest recesses of Sydney’s throat knew no mercy for the next five minutes. Eventually, all of the black girl’s resistance had faded. Her eyes rolled back and she fell unconscious.

Tom pushed her onto her back and knelt over her face. He derived a lot of joy from doing this in front of the beautiful streamers, who had largely remained silent.

With furious strokes, he masturbated directly over Sydney’s face and eventually erupted in a powerful orgasm. He shot rope after rope of cum over every beautiful feature of her model looks. Her eyes, her cheeks, her nose, her lips.. nothing was left unscathed.

Several groans and grunts later, Tom stood up. He grabbed Jodi by the hair, wiped the slimy tip of his cock off with her lips, and walked off.

With panicked urgency, she rubbed her face clean with her forearms. “Blehhh! Ew, ew, ew..”

The girls were mostly still in shock. They were being terrorized in their own home, and it had to come to an end.

“I can’t fucking believe him,” Imane whispered. “We have to do something.”

Lily grimaced as she looked at Sydney’s drenched face. “Can she even breathe? There’s so much cum..”

“Lily! Focus! Sydney is brainwashed. She’s lost, okay? We need to focus on Tom now. We have to get him to leave on his own,” Imane announced.

“Why would he ever leave? He’s got it made. He’s never going to get a girl like Sydney again in his life. This is heaven for him!”

“Okay, so we just have to make it hell,” Imane smartly quipped back. “Hell on earth. What’s the worst thing we can do without it being illegal?”

“He’s old. He’s gotta be retired,” Lily began brainstorming. “He doesn’t care about anything. He’s an racist old fart. His family probably hates him. He has no job to worry about. A bunch of attractive young women moving in next door.. he probably feels like he hit the lottery.”

“I mean, you’re not wrong,” Imane replied with a slump. She looked at Sydney’s used body and felt hopeless. She then gazed over at Jodi, who was.. licking her lips.

Licking her lips. Why the fuck would she be doing that?

Jodi caught her staring and perked up immediately. “Uhm, I think.. I think I might have an idea.”