The Planet of the Slaves

[DreamingOfMyEx]

This was a whole new level of both terror and humiliation for Anton, as the ebony Amazon so easily had her way with him. Literally being picked up by the hair and deposited onto the dirt floor of the arena over and over as the crowd - well, part of the crowd - cheered wildly was something he knew he could never forget - or live down - as long as he lived. And since he'd just watched her kill the two weak white men before him ... Well, technically, one of them was still alive - but only to prolong his suffering - but Anton knew the man had no hope of living beyond the next few minutes - and Anton knew he would be joining them both in the afterlife very shortly.

Death by suffocation - that appeared to be Sapphire's plan for her third victim of the morning, a method that would be as torturous for Anton as any other she could imagine. The vicious woman's orgasms came not from her victims eagerly using their tongues to bring her off, but from the jerking motions they made while desperately seeking even the tiniest little wisp of air. It wasn't because they wanted to live, only because their bodies need for oxygen would always override their desire for a merciful death.

Anton's body was no exception, and the goddess Sapphire came time after time while skillfully permitting him only enough oxygen to avoid passing out, but not enough to prevent the desperate quest for just one more little sip of life-sustaining air.

Only when SHE had had her fun did she look for the sign from Jandar that he was satisfied their victim was sufficiently broken. Sapphire then stomped the defenseless body of Anton in the groin once more for good measure, then picked him up to walk a few feet in Jandar's direction and literally tossed him to the ground again. Anton was sprawled out on the floor in plain up-close view of the mighty ebony warrior and his new lily white pleasure slave.

Jandar's servants would deal with Anton's body from there - Sapphire was already awaiting her next victim - the president of the senate - to be brought to the arena. What the vicious Amazon had planned for that man - well, the decapitated bishop was the luckiest white man in the arena - he wouldn't have to witness the pain she would put that senator through.

 

[angelique127]

A single tear fell down from Isabelles cheek being forced to witness her husbands humiliation. Anton had always been a proud young man before their people were conquered. Now she watched once again while his masculinity was destroyed by a powerful ebony female. Fortunately, in the end, he was spared from the same fate as the hapless bishop. Isabelle knew her life would never be the same. It was only a matter of time before she would finish her training to serve her master. This morning the ladies were taught to always show off their feminine charms when in public, like how to cross their legs when sitting down and arching their back to show off their breasts and sway their hips when they walked. Tomorrow they would learn to dance seductively and perform for their masters entertaiment and learn how to give pleasure with their lips and tongue on a large black phallus. It was no secret that black men were hung like horses...

 

[makofin]

Jandar spent the next few days selecting a good cook from among the common females. She was an unattractive and overweight but skilled in culinary arts. Isabelle when she finished being groom would have no responsibilities except to serve him sexually and be feminine at all times. She would not have to lift a manicured finger or do any chores. Isabelles sole purpose in life was to please him and look beautiful. To seductively dance for him and spread her legs. To worship his cock on demand.

He decided to let Isabelles former husband be a servant in the household. Not because Jandar felt sympathy or compassion for the weakling, but to make him an example and remind him that his inferior race was conquered. Forever the worthless curd would kneel at Jandars feet and submit to his power. Anton would sleep in the stable with the horses unless otherwise summoned to house to perform his duties. He would wear a pink tunic with tassles and sandals and paint his toenails and fingernails bright red like a bitch boy. Eye shadow was mandatory as well as matching lipstick for all white males. Just like their wives this would keep them obediant and submissive.

 

[DreamingOfMyEx]

For the next two days Anton would only be vaguely aware he was alive and semi-conscious from time to time. The pain was excruciating for the first few hours, but slowly subsided to the point it was only a moderate chronic pain. He would wake lying on some old rotting hay in the corner of a stable, overhearing a comment that fresh hay was for the horses to eat, and not for the comfort of a slave. Overcome with hunger, Anton's only source of food was a handful of dry grains he took from a bucket. His water came from a trough the horses drank from, and he relieved himself downstream from the pig pen.

An overseer told him his primary duty was to muck the stalls, but no implements were available to him. It would all be done on his knees using his bare hands. "If you're ever summoned to Master's quarters, you'll wash up over there and prepare yourself to be in his presence." That preparation involved a feminine tunic and the aforementioned nail polish and makeup. "If you don't fuck this up too badly - Master intends for you to be allowed to groom his horses. If not, your balls will be fed to the pigs and you'll be sent to the fields to work."

Aside from that, nobody would talk to him except to tell him when he did something wrong. That was usually accompanied by a whip to his back or his butt. He could, however, hear them talking among themselves. Much of the conversation centered around Master's new pleasure slave. How beautiful she was. How sexy she was. How she looked at Master with such love and devotion. How she must have been very easy to break. "That huge cock of his will do it every time." They didn't even know Anton was her husband -- he wasn't important enough for anyone to care who he'd once been.

 

[angelique127]

Isabelles life had changed, mostly for the better. All she had to do was look pretty for her master and please him. Isabelle would never, in her whole life, forget the first time Jandar had summoned her to his chambers, after she finished her training. She was so nervous and desperate to live up to his expectations. Her master reclined naked, on pillows of satin while she knelt submissively and trembeling before him, her eyes downcast at the floor. In some ways Isabelle knew what to expect and was prepared for it, but never in a million years could she ever imagine the ectasy and pleasure she was to experience tonight.

Her master smiled and took her by the chin, lifting her pretty face to gaze into his dark brooding eyes. Her own blue eyes looked up at him adoringly. She was his. He owned her. Her body belonged to him. Isabelle was his devoted slave and sole possession now. Her old life was gone, thrown to the wind and a new one just beginning. Something wonderful was about to happen...

Jandar sit up on the side of the bed before her. He was naked and his big, proud black cock was already erect. Isabelle was spellbound with desire and lust. His shaft exceeded her expectations. The female slaves had been taught to pleasure the black rubber phalluses in training but nothing could compare to the real thing. It was huge but the blonde slave was prepared to do her best to please her master. She took his cock in her soft hand and began to stroke it while licking the base upwards with her tongue. Isabelle paused for a moment before attempting to fit the huge mushroom head into her mouth...

 

[makofin]

Jandar looked down at his slave and saw the devotion in her blue eyes as she worshipped his cock. This blonde beauty was the best in all the kingdom and she was his alone. Jandar had the power to take whoever and whatever he wanted. If he wanted he could have a dozen or more white females in his harum but he preferred to train one at a time.

" Take your time slave, we have all night. I will teach you how to pleasure me. "

Isabelle whimpered, swirling her tongue around the head of his cock. "Yes master."

He sneered grabbing his slave by her long blonde hair and forcing his big cock further down his throat, making her gag. There was no doubt that everyone knew that white females made the best pleasure slaves. Once groomed they were naturally submissive and obediant. What Isabelle didn't know was that her master had summoned his guards to bring in her filthy pathetic husband from the stables and have him put in the other room on his hands and knees and watch from the doorway while Jandar fucked Isabelle for the first time.

 

[angelique127]

The blonde beauty concentrated on the task at hand which was pleasing her master with her soft lips and tongue at the moment. Nothing else mattered really...the last thing Isabelle wanted was too be sold in a slave harum in North Africa to the muslims or somewhere else in the Middle East. That was where the lesser slaves were sold into captivity, but a beautiful female such as herself were in great demand and would sell for thousands of dollars at an auction. That was one of the reasons Isabelle was so desperate please him. Her whole existence depended on it. The young wife had limited experience with such a large cock but more than willing to learn. Her masters African dick was so much bigger than what she was used too.

Of course Isabelle did her best, gazing up at Jandar with her pretty blue eyes to see how he responded. He had a sneer on his handsome face and his strong fingers entangled in her long blonde hair, using her head to guide her. The slave did her best not to gag like a little white bitch but couldn't help drooling all over his shaft. Not that Jandar seemed to mind. Isabelle sensed her master liked it by the way he was growling and moving his big cock in and out of her mouth. When it started to throb in her hand and willing mouth she knew he was close...

 

[makofin]

Jandar threw his head back, thrilled with his new submissive slave and how talented she was with her lips and tongue. Isabelle was a natural cock sucker, considering that she wasn't used to handling such big African cock before. What the white bitch lacked in experience she made up with enthusiasm. Adding to the excitement was knowing her weakling of a husband was watching from the shadows. Jandar who prided himself for his stamina and willpower with woman was close to losing control. He gripped her by her long blonde hair and shoved his dick down her throat making her gag! Every muscle in his body flexed as he emptied his sperm down her willing throat! Isabelle managed to swallow almost every last drop.
He growled in satisfaction, pleased with his pleasure slave. What more could he ask for? But the night was just beginning.
She looked up at him with her adoring blues eyes. Without a word, Jandar pulled her up by her hair and nodded his head for her to lay down on the soft cushions. Isabelle did as she was told and immediately spread her legs for her master.

 

[angelique127]

Unbeknowest to Isabelle her husband was watching Jandar groom her to be his slave. Not that it would make any difference really, she hardly even thought about him lately, being too busy thinking about pleasing her new master. Jandar was all that mattered now. Isabelle's whole existance depended upon him. She dreaded that he would grow tired of her and sell her to some slavemaster in north africa or the middle east where white female slaves were in great demand. Blondes were valued the most on the market. What was even worse was Jandar could easily attain other pleasure slaves to serve him making Isabelle just another bitch in his harum.

Isabelle did her masters bidding and spread her legs for him. Doing as she was trained she played with her pussy with her finger. It was like Isabelle had been given a drug or some kind of aphrodisiac, her cunt was in a constant state of arousal. All she could think about was her handsome black masters big cock and being dominated by him. Isabelle was content and more than willing to be Jandars slave.

 

[makofin]

Jandar was pleased that his slaves pussy was wet. It meant that she was excited and aroused for him. Gripping her by the ankles he spread her legs open and watched as she played with her pussy with her finger. Isabelle was one of the most beautiful females he had ever known. Pure natural blonde perfection in his eyes. A prize worthy for a king. Totally obediant and willing to do whatever he wanted. Jandar couldn't find anyone better to serve him.
Despite his cock being rock hard and wanting to enter her pussy, Jandar held back. He was known for his stamina and control but he wanted to hear her beg first. He wanted to taste his blonde treasure and make her squirm beneath him while he ravished her body with his tongue. His slave was his own to do what he wanted to do with.
His finger touched her pussy through the sheer materail of her panty. Isabelle's pussy was sopping wet, proving how excited she was. Without removing her soaked panties, Jandar pushed the material aside and inserted his middle finger into pussy to see how tight she was. He liked her reaction when she moaned and began moving her hips on his finger.
"I can tell that you like it and your cunt is very tight, now lets see how obediant you can be. Squeeze my finger. Jandar demanded.