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Date: Fri, 4 Apr 2025 14:15:18 -0400
From: slave boy <slaveboy4service@gmail.com>
Subject: White Lives Owned - Chapter 2
Warning! This is a fictional story of Domination and slavery. The story
may include topics that may be offensive to some. It includes teens,
incest, intense BDSM scenes, interracial, and consensual slavery of white
submissives. In this story, the age of consent for sex is age 16. Some
aspects of this story could seem too extreme to some people. Therefore,
if this offends you, then please move on.
Chapter Summary: This story is a spinoff of my story "Owning my
Family." It follows the rise of black families from rags to riches by
owning wealthy white families. The story involves interracial domination
and slavery. This chapter follows Master Marcus, who learns what it takes
to own white boys.
Characters:
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Master Marcus King - Young Superior Black Man. Boyfriend of Master
Makil. Stepson of the white high school principal. Son of a
dominant black wife to a white submissive (ie. the high school
principal).
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Slave Kenny - A willing slave to Master Marcus. He is 17, 5 feet
7 inches tall. 150 pounds, 6 inch long cock. Slim and hairless
due to being a swimmer on the swim team. He has been forced to
be submissive to his twin brothers all his life.
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Master Malik - Young Superior Black man. The son of Nahla and Jamiul
Martin. A member of the wrestling team and now the Owner of slave
Chris. He is 16, 6 feet tall, 190 pounds, 9 inches long, and 6 inches
around cock who is solid muscles, toned, and flexible to take down
his opponent. He's competitive by nature. Raised to be a proud Gay
Black Man.
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Slave Chris - White Slave to Master Malik. Son of a wealthy
white lawyer. Submitted to be a designated bully for a black boy
(Master Malik). He is 16, 115 pounds, 5 ft 6 inches tall, 4 inch
dick with blond hair with hazel eyes. White boy with the need to
submit to Superior Black people.
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Mistress Nahla Martin - Mother of Malik and wife of Jamiul Martin. A
proud black lawyer trying to do right by black people. Worked for
years trying to get reparations for the descendants of black slaves.
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Master Jamiul Martin - Father of Malik and husband to Nahla Martin. A
proud black lawyer trying to do right by his black brothers. Worked
for years trying to get reparations for the descendants of black
slaves. He is 45, 6ft 2 inches tall. 200 pounds, 11 inches long,
and 6.5 inches around cock, solid muscles with a football linebacker
build. He's just as competitive as his son. He was raised to be a
proud straight Black Man.
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WHITE LIVES OWNED
POV Master Marcus
After dropping off Malik, my hot boyfriend, at his apartment building, I
took my new submissive white boy home with me. Like my boyfriend's white
boy, he is just in his speedos. I thought it would be good to humiliate
the white boy, so I only allowed him to wear speedos out of the locker
room. White boys get embarrassed so easily. I have seen my Mother do
humiliating things to my stepdad all the time. He is such a pussy. My
Mother truly has put the wimp in his place. I have seen it on a hidden
camera I put in their room just to confirm he jerks off when Malik and I
bring home white boys to fuck. My stepdad is basically her slave! So,
when the almost naked white boy sitting next to me chose me to submit to,
I knew my Mother would approve. As long as the wimp is under Mother's
control, he won't have a thing to say about it. Fuck being our school
principal and a fucking pervert, he most likely has already jumped at the
idea of having the designated bullied boys program.
More recently, my mother has been making my pathetic white stepdad wear
less and less. He is usually in boy shorts that the white slutty boys
wear at the gay parties Malik and I get invited to.
At first, I hated moving to this mostly gay white community. Yet, when
Malik agreed to be my boyfriend and he too liked to fuck white boys, I
warmed up to the idea of living here. Now, like my mother, I have my own
white submissive boy!
While I drive home, I pull my boy's head between my legs. Like many
white sluts, he quickly has my cock out of my gym shorts and sucks me as
I drive. DAM! This is how I always want to drive to and from school!
When I get close to my house, I open the garage door before entering the
driveway. I pull right into the garage and park. I have to laugh. This
BMW used to be my stepdad's before my Mother ordered him to give it to
me. The pathetic wimp is now driving my Mother's old junker to and from
school while she had him buy her a brand-new Audi. The wimp cannot say
no to her. So, all I have to do is ask for something, and my Mother
makes it happen. Yeah, I like living here now!
As the garage door closes, I push my boy's head hard down on my cock
causing him to gag. Yet, I'm too fucking close to let him up for air.
I feel my cock is just about to shoot my load when my stepdad steps into
the garage. I smile at him as I dump my load into my white boy's
mouth. He just stares at us. I know he wants to be where my boy is
now! Yet, he is my Mother's property and he will never ask me if he can
suck me or get fucked. She has too much control over him. When we go
out to dinner, she punishes him immediately if she sees him even looking
at another woman. She chastises him and smacks him in the face. He just
says sorry and takes it. No black man would ever let that happen. I
smirk at him every time he makes that mistake. I don't think he is
trying to look at the woman that way, but Mother doesn't even allow
innocent glances at another woman. So, I know I have to get Mother's
permission to use him for sex. I think since he can't look at another
woman, he wants me even more instead. I wonder if Mother knows he's
BI?
I pull my boy off my cock just as I release the last of my cum, spraying
him in the face. My pathetic stepdad just watches with his mouth open.
I spoon some of the cum from my boy's face and feed it to him. I smirk
at the pathetic wimp staring at us, knowing he wants me even more than
ever! I roll down the car window and take another swap of cum off my
boy's face then flick it at the wimp. It hits him in the face, but he
doesn't move, continuing to stare at us. It's so fun fucking with him!
I open the car door, grab my boy by the wrist, and pull him into the
house as my stepdad steps aside, allowing me through. It's like I own the
house. In a way, I do, via the power my Mother has over the wimp.
I pat his face as I pass him, getting some of my cum on my fingers. So, I
stop, look into his eyes, and hold up my fingers.
Then in a condescending tone, "I bet you love the taste of my cum. Go
on lick my cum, bitch!"
I smirk as the wimp licks my fingers clean. Once my fingers are clean, I
pull my boy to my room. Just as I walk into my room, I look back to see
the wimp wiping his face with his fingers, trying to get more of my cum
off his face and into his mouth. He is such a cum loving bitch! I hope
Mother lets me fuck the shit out of him someday. It would truly show him
how much better I am than him.
Once in my room, I turn to my boy, "Strip! When you're in my house, I
want complete access to you. I don't care who is in the house. Also,
from now on, you will strip once you get in my car and only dress once we
get to school or someplace that requires you to dress. So, when I'm in
the car or at home, I expect you to be naked and ready for me. Since I
like looking at your slim white body, you will wear Speedos to school
only. Since I'm your designated bully, it's only right that I get to
bully you, boy!"
I laugh as I watch him look at me in shock as he quickly strips off his
Speedo!
I smirk, "You will get used to being naked or almost naked all the
time?"
"Ah... Yes Sir. I will be ready for you whenever you want."
"Boy, as you can see that wimp of a white boy who greeted us in the
garage is my mother's bitch and of course our school principal. He has
no say in how I will dress you. So, if any teachers complain about you
being in a speedo, my Mother's bitch will take care of it. You will
explain that you're my bully, and I ordered you to dress that way. Tell
them it's part of being my official designated bullied boy. The fucking
teachers will just have to get used to seeing you almost naked all of the
time. Is that clear, white boy?"
He smiles a little, nodding his head.
"You speak when I ask you a question."
"Yes, Master!"
I laugh, "Master, is it? Well, that sounds better than being called
your bully. Yes, you can call me `Master' from now on."
"Thank you, Master."
"Since I'm your Master, then what does that make you?"
I'm testing him, and I want him to tell me who he thinks he is to me.
He looks down with a red face now. That is so cute.
"Your slave, Master!"
"That's right. Just like your promise when you told me you're my
property in the locker room. I own you, my white slave boy."
"What about your mom? What will she say when she finds out I'm your
slave?"
"Fuck, boy. Did you just see our principal, my stepdad? He's like my
Mother's white slave. So, I don't think she will mind if I have a
white slave boy of my own."
I pull him into my arms, kissing him with aggression I have never felt
before. I push my tongue deep into his mouth, ultimately taking
control. I feel him melt into my arms, knowing I have him now. He will
do anything I want just as any slave boy should.
I break our kiss and order him to strip me. He smiles with a newfound
lust while removing each piece of clothing. Before dropping each piece
of clothing, he places the clothing to his face and takes a deep breath.
I think Hu? This white boy must like the way I smell. So, once I'm
naked, I pick up a smelly sock, turn him around, and press it into his
face. He falls back against my chest and breathes in my scent deeply.
Fuck! I hear him moaning now. Curious, I look down over his shoulder and
see the little bitch is leaking from smelling my scent.
I whisper in his ear, "Yes Bitch, breathe in your Master's scent."
I'm not too surprised he is leaking. I have caught my Mother's white
bitch stealing my underwear and smelling them as he jerks off. I have
video evidence to prove it. That video might be helpful someday. Yet, I
should now remove the hidden camera before my mother finds it. Fuck! I
shudder at the thought of getting caught recording her. I remember her
paddlings too well. They hurt like hell!
I wonder if all white bitches like the smell of my scent because they are
all perverts or is its nature's way of telling these inferior white
bitches that black men are superior to them. When Malik and I fucked the
other white boys, I noticed they too took a sniff of my sweaty clothes.
It must be the white bitches nature.
My white bitch takes in another big breath as I keep my sock pressed to
his face. Now that he is nice and horny, I pull him onto my bed and back
up against my headboard. I remove the sock and force his face into my
right armpit.
"Bitch, worship me."
The white boy does just that as I raise my hands behind my back. Fuck
this is nice. My boy takes several long whiffs and then starts licking.
I'm all sweaty after making out with my boyfriend Malik at school. So, I
smirk as he worships me like a crazy addictive bitch in heat. Therefore,
I give him what he wants by grabbing his hair and forcing the bitch to
lick my other pit. He attacks that pit with just as much devotion. Dam!
The bitch is loving my sweet. He is like an animal in heat!
I slowly force his head down my chest, making him lick my hairy chest.
Black men need a lot of moisturizers on our skin. I wonder if my boy can
keep me moistened with just his spit.
"Yes, boy! Worship your Master. Show me how much you want me."
Keeping a tight grip on his hair, I force him to worship my entire body,
down my legs and to my feet. Once he understands what I want, I let him
worship me on his own. Yes, I could get used to this. Having a white
boy worship you is such a rush! Of course, my cock is growing the more
devoted he gets! Now I understand why he called me `Master'.
I moan as he attacks my feet. Now my cock is leaking just as much as
his. I see he is eyeing my precum. Fuck he stares at my cock the whole
time he is sucking each of my toes like each one is my cock. I can't
take it anymore, and grab his hair again, pulling his open mouth to my
leaking cock.
"Bitch, worship it!"
And does he worship it! FUCK! I yell and look up at the ceiling. This
boy sucks so fucking goddamn good. It's even better than his service to
me in the locker room. It doesn't take long for me to shoot another
load.
I scream out, "OH FUCK!"
As I dump a massive load into my bitch's stomach, I hear the garage door
open and close. Mother must be home. I have my door partly open and she
peaks in just as another pulse rushes out of my cock. When I recover, I
see she is smiling at me.
"OH, Hi, Mother."
"Are you enjoying the white boy?"
"OH FUCK, YEAH! MOTHER!"
"Good! He looks like a cute one."
She comes in and rubs my boy's ass.
"Mother, you will never guess what happened today! My coach gave us the
swim team."
Still smiling as she admires my boy's white ass, tracing a fingernail
along his hole.
"Marcus, what do you mean gave them to you?"
"Mother, I mean the swim team gave themselves to the wrestling team.
This boy is one of them, and he wants to be my white slave. My coach
even made him kneel before me and promise to be my property. It's part
of some "Managed Bullying" programs that they are implementing.
Anyway, Malik has a boy, too. All of my teammates got one. Can I keep
him, Mother?"
"He is a nice white boy," she says, continuing to trace her sharp nail
along my boy's hole.
I feel him shudder as he milks my cock dry. He is fucking amazing! He
will find out that I can cum several times a day.
Mother smiles at me, "Why not? He looks like good stock. Son, you know
your stepdad is my slave. I have not told you that, but I think now that
you have a slave, you should know."
"Thanks, Mother! And, yeah, I kind of figured he is your slave. It's
obvious, he does everything you say!"
Mom then yells, "COME, BITCH!"
I hear movement in the kitchen as dishes drop in the sink. Then
footsteps rush to my room. I smirk as my stepdad rushes in, wearing only
his skimpy tight black shorts. He is drying his hands as he enters my
room.
Mother snaps her fingers and points to the floor beside her.
Continuing to smirk, the white bitch drops the towel and kneels beside my
Mother. He quickly slaps his hands behind his back.
"As you can see, son, my white bitch is trained well. You will need to
do the same for your bitch. I expect him to behave, or you will need to
punish him. You can use my paddle if need be."
"Thanks, Mother. I know how painful that paddle is. I will punish him
if he fucks up."
"Good! Now! Seeing my son is enjoying his bitch, I need to let off some
steam. I had a hard day at work. Have fun with your bitch, son."
"Thanks, Mother."
Mother looks down at my stepdad, "Lose the shorts. You don't need
them anymore. Now that Marcus knows what you are, I expect you never to
wear clothes in this house again."
Looking down, he just says, "Yes, Mistress," then quickly strips,
slapping his hands behind his back once again.
I'm always amazed at my Mother's commanding presence. She can make any
man do what she wants, even me!
She leaves the room with her bitch crawling after her, right on her
heels. I lick my lips as I watch that cute ass sway back and forth.
Fuck seeing my Mother take control of him so completely gets my cock
stirring again.
My boy smiles at me as he starts sucking me again. He knows his place,
alright! I grab my PlayStation controller and load up "Call of Duty."
I relax, letting my boy keep me on the edge as I cut down my enemy. I
hear my phone ping and pause the game.
It's a message from Malik. I laugh, Fuck! Our friend, George, has
enslaved an entire white family! That is so goddamn hot! He asks if I
fucked my white boy yet. I tell him I'm waiting for my stepdad to
watch. He knows that my stepdad has the hots for me. Now that his
enslavement is all out in the open, I will have to fuck my boy right in
front of him and my Mother. However, it will have to happen after my
mother has fun with her bitch.
I look down at my boy.
"So, bitch, as you can see my Mother is in charge here. You do as we say,
or we will have to punish you. Is that clear, slave?"
"Yes, Master. I understand. I will do my best to please your Mother and
my Master. What do I call your Mother, Master?"
"Good question! Let me ask."
I pick up my phone and text my Mother.
"Mother, what should my white boy call you?"
I hear a ping from my mother's room. Then I hear a grunting sound like
someone is getting fucked. Mother must be fucking her bitch with her
strap-on dildo. I've seen her do it on the hidden camera. Usually, she
has her door closed. I guess now that I know she owns the wimpy bitch she
no longer has to hide her slave from me. Not that I didn't already know
what was happening even without the hidden camera.
The grunting stops for a moment and then continues. Next, my phone pings
again.
The text reads, "The white boy shall call me Mistress at all times."
That makes sense, just like her white boy now does.
I look at my boy nursing my hard cock.
"Boy, you will call my Mother, Mistress, to show her the respect she
deserves."
He pulls his mouth off my cock, "Yes Master. Of course, Mistress,"
smiling at me.
He is a good boy. I smile back at him, then pet him on his head like a
puppy. DAM! He is like a puppy since I now own him. It feels good to own
this white boy, especially now that my Mother seems to respect me more
for owning the boy. I always want to make her proud of me. I want her
to see I can take responsibility for my slave. The last thing I want to
happen is for her to see me as irresponsible. If I'm irresponsible, she
might take him away from me. We had a puppy once, and I wasn't a
responsible owner. So, she took him away and gave him to one of her
friends. I didn't want that to happen again.
Plus, all my friends now own slaves. I don't want to be the only one who
doesn't. This time, I will prove to my Mother that I can be a
responsible owner.
I think about the swim team slave boys. They were white, Asian, Latino,
and some mix of them all. Yet, I didn't see a Black boy on the swim
team. If I did, I think he would have joined the Master's side of the
"Managed Bullying" program. No black boy would submit to be a slave.
It's just not in our nature. Besides, it would be disrespecting our
ancestors who were enslaved against their will. They fault us too hard
for our freedom to disrespect him by becoming a white man's slave again!
I have to laugh. The "Managed Bullying" program is just an excuse to
enslave the swim team. Yet, who am I to complain? My boyfriend and I got
a white slave boy out of the deal. So, yeah, we are happy to help our
teammates in the program.
I then ask my boy more about his personal life.
"Boy, tell me more about you. What is your name? What about your home
life?"
Still licking the head of my dripping cock, "Master, my name is Kenny. I
have twin older brothers in college. They are wrestlers like Master.
They got scholarships for wrestling at the local university. I live with
my Dad. But my twin brothers live in a fraternity on campus. Dad is gay
like me. My brothers are straight. My mother left my Dad because she
caught him getting fucked by a Black Man five years ago. So, now she
only talks to my brothers. After seeing my Dad get fucked she stopped
talking to my Dad and me. My Dad could tell I was gay before I even knew
it. I'm really close with my big brothers."
His face gets red when he says he is close to them.
They must be closer than typical big-to-little brothers. My gut tells me
that there is more between the three.
"What will your brothers and Dad think about you being my slave?"
"I think my Dad would understand. Dad and I are more alike. However, my
brothers are very protective of my Dad and me."
Now, I'm concerned that they might be a problem.
"How protective are they?"
"When at home, I have to do anything they say even though they live on
campus. I have rules at home and in the fraternity they run. They
require that Dad and I be naked all the time at home and at the
fraternity house. They say it's to ensure they can see if we don't get
hard in front of them. If I do, then I will be punished. They know Dad
and I find them hot, and since they are straight, they think we are sick
perverts. Dad and I must do all the housework at the fraternity on
weekends."
"So, your Dad and you are slaves to your twin brothers. But I take it
that they don't fuck you or your dad?"
"Yes, Master, we are their domestic labor slaves. Master, you're correct,
they don't use us for sex. However, they do rent us out to gay men to
raise money for the fraternity. It was more of a slave auction, and we
were sold temporarily to gay men of this community. That's why they
allowed Dad and me to live here. So they can get more men to bid on us.
However, they don't let us date for fear they would lose us as their
slaves. That is why they have rules at home, too. They say it is to
remind us they are our Alphas."
I suddenly get angry and very protective of my white boy. He is my slave
and no one else's. His fucking older twin brothers took advantage of
this weaker boy. Just like all bullies do. Well, Malik and I know how
to take care of bullies. It's not how my coach did it by bribing the
bullies with slaves. Tomorrow, I will have a chat with these white
boys.
Now I'm fucking pissed off and rock hard again! I hear my Mother has
moved her fuck session outside. I guess now we can fuck anywhere in the
house or out back. So, I grab hold of my boy by his hair and drag him to
the back deck. I feel like fucking him for the first time as the sun
goes down. My mom has her slave bent over the hot tub. I do the
same.
Mother smiles at me and nods her head in approval. The two boys stare at
each other as I enter my white slave boy for the first time. He moans
out in pain at being stretched out with a black cock for the first time.
There are not many black men in our community so it's a reasonable
assumption that this is the first black cock in his hole.
Mother asks between hard thrusts, "Marcus, is your white bitch a
virgin?"
"Mother, I don't think so, Yet, I think he is a virgin to black dicks
like mine."
She laughs, "Son, any white boy would be a virgin to black dicks like
you and your father, god rest his soul. Son, you take after him! I'm
proud of you, son. You found the truth about what white boys are really
for."
She grabs the back of her white boy's head and dunks it into the hot
water. Then power fucks him.
Yelling out in determination, "TO BE OUR WHITE SLAVES!"
I see a white neighbor boy and his father turn to look at us. They're
shocked to see two naked white boys being fucked in our backyard. Their
mouths are open. Yet, they don't look away and just continue to stare.
Fuck! It's kind of hot having an audience. It's obvious that my mother
doesn't care what our neighbors think.
She lets her white boy up to catch his breath, then dunks him again. I
smirk and do the same to my boy. DAM! Mother is evil. This should
make the neighbors a little scared of us. Good! Fearing us will keep
them in line.
When my mother lets her white boy up to catch his breath, he stares at me
with so much lust that I know he wants me to fuck him too.
Mother sees this and asks, "Son, it looks like my slave has the hots for
you too. Would you like to swap holes?"
I smirk at her. Is my mother actually going to allow me to touch her
property? She has always been so protective of all her possessions. You
have to understand. Where we came from, you had to or someone would
steal it. I didn't grow up in the best neighborhood. You had to show
strength to survive in that neighborhood. That is why Mother is so
domineering and one of the reasons I am too. Especially after my father
was killed in a drive-by shooting intended for the neighbor's house.
That is how we met Malik's parents. They represented my mother as she
testified against the shooter. When they moved to this community, my
mother was determined to get me out of that neighborhood. So, she
befriended the principal of the school where Malik was attending. They
went on dates, and then the next thing I knew, we were here. Now, I
understand why. My mother used this white privileged boy to raise our
status. Now, I have the same access to all that the white man has!
Well, even more so since he is a slave now.
I get a sudden rush of power overcome me from the thought of my family
owning these white boys and my mother made it all happen. I owe her more
than anything. So, yes she can fuck my boy. Besides, I have been
wanting to fuck my principal for a long time!
"Sure, Mother, we can trade holes. What is mine is yours and vice
versa, right?"
She smirks at me, knowing what I'm trying to do.
"Son, you know I'm protective of my processions. However, I will make
an exception for you, son. However, this white boy belongs to me first.
Understand, son?"
I quickly lose the smirk and just smile innocently. "Of course, Mother.
The boy is yours first."
"Good, son. As for your boy, I set the ground rules in my home. So, as
long as he does what he is told, you can keep him. If not, I will need
to train and sell him myself. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes, Mother. I understand. Now, can we swap? I have been wanting to
get in your boy's hole forever!"
She pulls her strap-on cock out and slaps her boy on the ass hard,
causing him to yelp.
"Shut the fuck up bitch!"
Still, with a mouth full of water, he replies, "Yes, Mistress."
I smirk at him as I pull out of my boy and walk around the hot tub,
passing Mother as I go. DAM! Her strap-on is even bigger than my cock!
She sees me eyeing it. I'm a gay boy, after all. I can admire cocks
even as a Top.
As she enters my white boy, she says over top of my boy's grunts, "Son,
it is a replica of your father's cock."
Holy Shit! Mother wasn't kidding when she said I take after my Father.
I wonder if she has her slave fuck her with it strapped on him. If so
did he know it is a replica of her late husband, the lover of her life
that he is fucking her with? Well, now he knows. Even my father is
dominating white boys from the grave. They are inferior to us in so many
ways. Yet, I love that since I'm now fucking my stepdad and have access
to his hole anytime my mother isn't using it.
As I fuck Mother's boy, I think of a plan of making my boy's asshole
twin brothers pay for what they did to him! Tomorrow, with Malik's
help, I will teach those two who's the actual alpha of my white boy!
To be Continued!
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