She knelt naked on the hardwood floor, knees spread wide, hands clasped behind her back. Her dark skin gleamed under the lights while three white men circled her. The tallest one, Mark, grabbed her by the hair and yanked her head up.
"Open that black mouth," he ordered.
She did it fast, sticking her tongue out. He shoved his thick cock straight in, no warm-up, just pushed until it hit the back of her throat. She gagged but stayed still, letting him fuck her face hard. Spit ran down her chin and dripped onto her tits.
"Look at this slut taking it," the second guy, Rick, laughed. He stroked his own cock while he watched. "She was made for white dick."
Mark pulled out and slapped her across the face with his wet cock. "Say it."
"I'm a slave to white men," she answered, voice hoarse. "My black pussy belongs to you."
They laughed and pulled her up, bending her over the arm of the couch. Rick lined up behind her and rammed in deep in one thrust. Her pussy was already soaked, so he slid right home and started pounding. The sound of skin slapping filled the room.
"Fuck, this cunt is tight," Rick grunted. He grabbed her hips and pulled her back onto him with every stroke. "You love this, don't you, slave?"
"Yes," she moaned. "Harder. Use me."
The third man, Dave, moved in front of her and fed her his cock again. They worked her from both ends, one driving into her pussy, the other down her throat. Every thrust made her body jerk. Her nipples rubbed against the couch fabric, sending sparks through her.
Mark took his turn next. He flipped her onto her back on the floor and spread her legs wide. He slammed into her without mercy, bottoming out each time. "This is what you were born for," he told her. "Black girl holes for white cock. Say it again."
"I'm your slave," she gasped, eyes watering. "Fuck me like you own me."
They took turns for what felt like hours. One would fuck her pussy while the others made her suck or jerked off over her face. When they got close they pulled out and painted her dark skin with thick ropes of cum. It landed on her tits, her stomach, her lips. She licked what she could reach and swallowed.
After the first round they made her crawl to the bedroom. They chained her wrists to the bedposts, face down, ass up. Rick took her ass while Mark fucked her pussy again. The stretch burned but she pushed back, begging for more. Dave held her head and made her clean their cocks with her mouth between switches.
"Dirty fucking slave," Mark growled, pounding her harder. "You'd let any white man use you, wouldn't you?"
"Yes," she cried out. "Any of you. All of you. I'm nothing but holes for white men."
They came again, filling her pussy and ass until cum leaked out of her. Then they left her chained there, dripping, while they drank and talked about what they would do next. She stayed quiet, body sore and satisfied, waiting for them to want her again.
When they returned they unchained her only to push her into the shower and piss on her, marking her skin before making her suck them hard once more. By the end of the night she was covered in their cum and piss, throat raw, holes aching, exactly where she wanted to be.
She slept at the foot of the bed like they told her, ready for morning.
