Chapter 5 - Statue of Meiberty

It hurt everywhere. And she loved it.

I brought Lara back home and put her down to bed. We took off the clothes together, then I brought the fluffy covers all the way up to her neck and tucked her in. Here she was, in her little princess room, trying to recuperate from the most traumatic experience of her life. 

So far anyway. 

It was, after all, only the first night of submission to BBC. 

As I stood watching over her - at the soft way she breathed and hugged her pillow - I couldn't get over that no matter how she behaved towards me now, her love would remain condition. If I wanted her love I needed to accept the blacked lifestyle. No cucking - no Lara.

Her weak fingers twined with mine. "Stay with me."

I wanted to. I did. But I couldn't stop thinking about that card in my pocket. Granted, there wasn't any need to call Yennefer right now, but sleeping with Lara after everything that had happened and when that was all that I could think of didn't sit well with me at all. "I would. But I've gotta get home."

And so what if I wanted to call Yenn? She had just given her virginity up to a black guy. Surely a phone call wasn't close to sucking a dig.

But somehow just keeping the card with me felt like a grand betrayal. 

Istvan III, all over again. 

I couldn't even tell which one of us was on the winning side.

"I still need to give you my permission to come, you know."

In the heat of what happened I'd forgotten all about that. "Tomorrow." All I needed now was a nap and time in the morning to pick up enough courage to call Yenn. 

Yenn. Calling the most popular chick in school. I still couldn't get over how surreal it all was. 

"You still love me right?" asked Lara, her voice full of concern.

"Of course... I'm proud of you for taking that BBC the way you did."

She blushed shyly. "I knew you'd love it. At first I never believed white guys loved being pushed into this but now I've seen it with my own eyes. I want to take it again for you - soon."

Taking BBC for me. What a strange, strange concept. "I guess I never thought I would like it either."

"I was so scared, you know. That you would leave me. But all the girls insisted it was the way to make you truly fall for me."

 I didn't understand. "What exactly do you mean? What girls?"

 Lara buried her face into the pillows, completely embarrassed. "You know - this whole thing. I didn't want to do it at first. But they told me it would bring us closer. That it would make you happy. And it worked." She squeezed my hand. "We're closer than ever now."

 My flesh burned. A sense of anger took over me as my eyes fell over her lying there, saying this with actual joy. So this had all been... someone else's idea? All that had been a bluff? If I had said that I wanted none of it, she would've backed down? 

 Instead, I backed down and submitted. 

 And let her get blacked.

"So you're saying you never wanted to lose your virginity to that guy?"

 Lara should've noticed the edge my voice but she was too out of it. She moved under the covers sleepily, in a way that reminded me of druggies. "Not really. But I wanted to make you happy. I always dreamed out first time would be together. But I guess that wasn't to be." 

 Every part of me screamed. I wanted to drag her out of the bed and kick her ass. 

 But wasn't it my fault? After all, I had conceded to all of it. I did enjoy seeing her get blacked, and not only that, but it somehow ended up winning me a date with Yennefer... 

 However...
 
 Things would never be the same again - not anymore. It wouldn't matter if we were alone on an island together, she would still be dreaming about having that sweet black cock nestling inside her warm pussy. My white dick would never compare ever again. 

 Our relationship would forever depend on a BBC to work. 

 Only on my way back home did I realize I hadn't even asked her who exactly set her up to do all of this. Who even gave her the idea that she would enjoy being blacked and I would like being cucked?

 I needed to get to the bottom of this.

 Did I have some enemies I wasn't aware of?

 I couldn't imagine many people being aware of me--period. 
 
 By the time I got home it was 4 a.m. 

 Some night of sleep I would be getting. 

 I snuck into the house trying to do my best not to alert my parents, and went into my room. 
 
 What I saw took my breath away.

 Mei slept in my bed, cuddling up my dakimakura.
 
 Yes, I have a dakimakura. 

 Of what? I won't tell you. Stop being so nosy.
  
 Anyway.

 So. She lay there cuddling it, turned towards the side that faced the wall, her thicc body bathing in the glow of the moonlight. The curtains were opened - strange. I never left them that way, which meant that she had opened them herself. We live on the ground floor and my window faced the street, which meant that anyone passing by could've looked in and seen her whole body...
 
 Seen her wearing only a tight tank top and a blue thong that buried itself between fat ass cheeks. I could still see the hard slaps that her own blacked experience left her with the other day, her body claimed by his marks like a slave by its master. 

 Property of BBC. 

 Mei's thiccness never fascinated me as much as it did now. I had seen her for so many years, and I literally had a video on my phone of her getting bred. But after being around many of my classmates naked and half-naked, after seeing Lara's toned and model body take the BBC, I realized that none of them resembled Mei.
 
 Each cheek of her butt was big enough to be grabbed by two hands, the pillowy flesh always sagging wherever gravity took it, folding down over her thighs like puffy dough, so soft that the slightest nudge could send it all jiggling in waves. 
 
 No, Mei deserved better than that creep she was seeing. If she wanted to be blacked, that was one thing, but he would have to explain to her that she was worth much more than just being the plaything of some gross old man. 
 
 She needed me in her life too. 
 
 Lara. Mei. Yennefer. 
 
 Somehow a harem had formed around me. 
 
 I went over and began to stroke her butt with the tips of my fingers, slowly bringing her to wakefulness. 
 
 Mei stirred in a cute, sleepy manner, then turned on her back. The huge breasts came over with her, shaking wildly under the tight tank top as they pitched over, bursting through the sides of the tank top and threatening to bury the tiny straps. 

 This thicc body fit working a job nor for sports. It was a fertile body made to warm the bed and to be bred, a giant plush doll made of warm and soft folds that could be cuddled comfortably. 
  
 Lying there next to my dakikamura, it wasn't hard to make the choice.

"Wake up..." 
  
 Mei opened her eyes and squinted. "Where were you? I waited for you all night."

"You waited for me? I didn't even know you were here!"

 She smiled unhappily. "I got found out and kicked out. I had nowhere to go. Thankfully your parents let me in." A pregnant paused settled and she bit her lips. "You won't kick me out will you?"

"I would never," I said. Bless my parents for letting her inside. "I thought about you all day."

 Mei sat up. She frowned. Her sagging breasts hovered only inches away from me, tantalizing me with their deep cleavage, the nipples nudging through the fabric. "How so?"

"Just - you've always been left out. Haven't you? Always been treated as the dork. I was thinking today that I haven't been a very good friend to you. I didn't even know you had a boyfriend. I didn't know you had family problems... I should've taken better care of you." 

 Mei teared up and brushed away her tears. "Why are you saying this all of a sudden?"

 Because you look so, so fucking hot. "Because I care about you. And I want to take care of you."
 
 Mei blushed and wrapped her arms around herself, squeezing her tits protectively against her chest. "I don't know what to say."

"Stay with me here."

"H-Here?" she stammered nervously. 

"Yes. We'll be roommates. Bedmates."

"Bedmates," she repeated.
 
 I reached out and cupped her face, stroking her lip with my thumb. "Bedmates. I'm going to provide for you and keep you safe. More than that, I'm going to see you get your craving for big black cocks filled ten times over, and that you go to sleep every night with your pussy dripping with their seed. In return, you have to take care of me. Keep me warm and happy. And do everything I say."
 
 Mei swallowed. She breathed heavily, her cowtits rising and falling. "I..."
 
 She bit her lip. 
 
 Come on, Mei...
 
 She grinned like a crazy person, then suddenly brought her hands up to her face as if trying to hold her head from exploding. "I CAN DEFINITELY DO THAT!!! THAT'S ALL I WANT!!!"

 The sudden reaction startled me. "Really?"

"YES!!!" She laughed wildly, a long woooooooooh!! escaping her mouth as she sought to get back down to reality. Her large eyes found me, then grabbed my shirt. "I'll be yours. All yours. You can do whatever you want. I'll serve you and I'll be your slut and slave. Just remember me down into your personal whore and pass me around to all the needy black men, okay? That's all I want. All I ever wanted..." 

"All right, Mei, you've got it. And I'll find you the best BBC, I can promise you that. Not like that guy. We'll find you some nice, young bulls."
 
 She suddenly grabbed my arms and got into my face, her chest swaying dangerously. "But I don't want that!" she said, squeezing my wrists had enough to to hurt. "Can't you see?"

"See... what?" 

"There are so many desperate men out there that need my love... The old, the fat, the sick, the ugly... I want to help them all. I want them to use them and do whatever they want with me. I want to make all their fantasies come true."

"But isn't it gross?"

 Mei released my hands and laughed grimly. "I'm disgusting too. I'm fat. I'm sick. I'm ugly. And I'm getting old." 

 This was crazy talk.

"You are none of those things."

"That's how it feels. And I know what that feels like, do you understand? And so I want to help them. All of them. I will take the very worst society has to throw out. They're all welcome inside of me." 
 
 My cock was going crazy. But if that's what she needed, I would give it to her. I definitely would. However...

"First, I'll need you to prove to me that you can obey my orders." 
 
"Anything you want, master." 

 Master. Yes, very good. A shiver of joy went through me. I liked the sound of that. "Stand up." 
 
 Mei rose and stood before me, arms at her sides, her chest rising and falling with her slow breaths. The tank top failed to cover up her tummy. A small fold of fat came came over the waistband of her thong. I put my palm on her stomach, feeling its heat, trying to synchronize my breathing with hers. Soon, the whole thing would swell. We would sow black seed inside her until a dozen strong black babies crawled their way from there, ready to black the world in turn.
 
 Shameful thoughts to have, but arousing ones.

 Looking at her, at her sagging tits, the ultra-wide hips, the huge ass... She truly had been made to be bred without end. That she happened to be most brilliant student in our school with the highest IQ mattered not one bit. 
 
 Well, I suppose it mattered in one way... 

 The other girls submitted to BBC out of a need they barely understood themselves. Their instincts simply kicked in and they did as told. But Mei was smart enough to know the workings of evolution. To know that it wasn't relative or based on taste, but that there truly were alpha males and that those all carried the blessed BBC. That, as a fertile white teen, her submission was necessitated first and foremost by nature itself. 
 
 Not only would there be no point in fighting it, but it was wrong to do so. That the human species could diverge down such different paths, and branch out both into wimpy white and Asian men with pencil dicks that couldn't fight to keep their own partners from willingly submitting to BBC, and towering, muscled black bulls on the other that took any and every girl they wanted and turned them into crazed cocksluts overnight that wished for nothing but to worship their BBCs and give over their wombs for black breeding remained a scary fact. It meant, that at least on some level, the white and Asian could win out by other means. Evolution was never a linear thing from worse to better. 
 
 Mei must've found it her duty to sacrifice her personal life and career in the spreading of those black genes and the diminishment, of not the total extinction, of those white and Asian weaklings that threatened the global happiness and peace that could be reached by keeping every womb subservient to black breeding. At most, the white and Asian guys could serve as cucks as slaves. 
 
 As I now did... 

 And yet, as I gazed upon Mei's shapely curves and pictured these things, they made me angry as well. Horny and full of rage. I was both happy that I could be a cuck that viewed this all from the outside and took the maximum pleasure of a spectator, and angry that I hadn't been born one of the two elements that could make this better world a reality. 

 Mei held my eyes, looking quzzically. 

"Get on your knees," I ordered. 
 
 Mei did as told with total subservience. The idea that I could control everything she did was... really something. 

 I instructed her to take out my cock. Watched as she unzipped my pants and slowly brought it up. After spending a whole night looking at those strong, glazed BBCs, I was fully aware of how pathetic my four inch cock looked. Mei tried to keep it respectful, but I could see the amusement and pity playing on her lips as she looked down at it with disgust. 

"Tell me honestly, Mei, is my cock small?"

"Well... It's pretty small," she agreed. "But you shouldn't feel too bad. The average for white guys is pretty bad. And for Asian guys it's even worse. You guys just don't have the odds in your favor." 

"Would you ever touch it willingly?"

 Mei question whether to answer that. "Not really... It's just..."

"Tiny?"

"Pathetic," she concluded aptly. 

"Listen up," I said, now breathless. This shit was getting me too horny. "I want you to stroke my cock. But you do not make me cum, do you understand?" I'm not allowed. "And get naked." 

 Mei undressed herself slowly, peeling off the tank top inch by inch as she revealed her magnificent tits, unblemished and milky-white, sagging from the sheer weight of carrying around something so gigantic on her chest. She cupped them and lifted them up.

 Presented them to me.
 
 With these motherly and succulent breasts she would to feed her black lovers and their soon-to-be babies. 

 Then she took off her panties. Her pussy gleaming wet in the moonlight bedroom. 

 Her chubby little hand came to my hand and began to jerk it, her huge tits rocking with the motions. She giggled at the ease with which she could edge me, and at the pathetic size of my cock.

"It really so small..." she kept saying, grabbing it between two fingers as if it were a worm from her science project.

"Do you think Lara would enjoy it?" I found myself asking.

"Lara? No fucking way, dude. Lara was meant to be a black cock whore through and through. This would just be disgusting."
 
 I reached out and smacked her face as hard as I could. Her head circled back with shocked eyes and disheveled hair. My hand burned, and the right side of her face bloomed red. Yet she went on stroking me, now swallowing a little in fear.

"Do not talk to me that way," I ordered her.

"Y-Yes, sir," she stammered. "I'm sorry for talking that way about your tiny cock." 

 As I felt the small and soft fingers gripping at my cock and heard these things coming out of her mouth, I knew I needed a break. I was so close yet... I couldn't come like this. It wasn't worth it. I had a desire in me to come before Lara or Yennefer and at least show them all the cum I could spill in spite of my small size...

"I think you need to be punished," I told Mei. 

 She got on the bed giddily, as ordered, putting her head down in the pillow and leaving her ass up with the legs spread. Her chubby saddlebags begging to be grabbed and handled roughly. Everything down there was wet and dripping with anticipation, while her fat ass and fatty thighs waited to be disciplined. 

 I grabbed a belt I never wore from my closet. Just smacking it tentatively against my palm wasn't that nice. It would hurt... 

 Good.

 The first whip of the belt came down her ass and resounded in the air between us. Mei shook and yelped, but I squeezed her ass and told her to quiet down. So soft and warm, that ass. How lucky was I to be in such a position?
 
 Mei loved being told what to do, even by me. She calmed herself down and swayed her ass gently in the air, egging me ever onwards. "Punish me, master." 

 The belt came down again, and again, and again. She kept quiet, but her legs came together for fear of more to come, while every fat of drop on her body trembled from the pain. 
 
 She deserved it. The stupid BBC slut.

 I stood back and unfurled the belt to its whole length, then brought it down not only over her ass but across her back. It cracked over that flawless skin and rent her flesh like pudding. Blood trickled down her sides. Mei screamed and fell to her side, mouth open, hands gripping behind her. 

 That scream was loud enough to wake my parents. I rushed over and wrapped my belt around her neck and choked her like an undisciplined animal. Worse, probably. I would never hit an animal this way. But a whore like this meant less than a dog.

"Are you stupid?" I barked into her face. Tears welled in her eyes. "Do you want me to get in trouble? God, I am going to punish you until you cry all night, you idiot." My words sent a shiver through her, but the look she gave me told me that she was excited. "If you make another fucking sound I'm going to whip your pussy until you bleed to death."

 When I released her, Mei spent a few seconds to catch her breath, then made cute peace signs at me and ran over to her bags under the desk, her whole body jiggling with every step. Literally every inch of her was soft and jiggly... God. 

 She came back to me with a bag and set it down. Inside, there were more toys than I could have imagined. Several gags, dildos, vibrators, handcuffs, clamps... 

 I took out a red ballgag and shoved it into her mouth. I fastened it tight enough that only drool could bubble down the sides of her mouth. What a pretty little pig she made. A stuffed little piggy. 

I cuffed her arms at the back and followed it up by cuffing her legs, then put her back on the bed.
 
I whipped her up again with a few quick strokes, and observed that she struggled helplessly against the cuffs and gag, every scream and cry muffled by the gag, but still loud enough for me to hear the immense pain she must've been going through. 

Wonderful..

"You know this is what you deserve, don't you? You could've been anything and you chose to be a black cock slut. You could've gone out there and cured cancer, but you chose instead to get bred early. Though, I guess you are right. This body was made to be fucked and little else."

 Her pussy had been wet and dripping at the start, but now the juices ran fast down her glistening thighs, clearly loving to be treated like a slave. 

 I brought the belt down again, and again, and again... There was no end to my attack on that slutty chubby body. To think that this was the nerdy school girl that walked the halls looking all innocent. 

 I relished every single one of her reactions, and watched gleefully as the belt marked her pale body red, breaking the skin and making her bleed anew, my own history joining that of the black bull that had done her in the night before.

 They might have been able to fuck her harder, but I would give her an experience she never imagined and would never forget.

 I would break her in my own way.  

 She wept weakly and brokenly, tears coming down her face, snot running from her nose. She struggled to blow it out and keep on breathing. I did not give a shit. I went on hitting her, letting the belt do the talking, grabbing her ankle and yanking her back each time she tried to go into a fetus position or roll away from me.

 There would be no escape. 

 When my arm hurt, I took a break. I got on top of her and stroked her gently with the folded belt, feeling as every spasm wrecked her wounded body. Her eyes gaped at me, terrified, her gaze pulling away in fear. But I pulled out the gag and grabbed her tongue between my fingers.

"How are you?" I smacked her face a couple of times. "I asked you how you are."

"P-Please, master..." she mewled. "I can't... I just can't, you're too hard..." At least, I am assuming this is what she said, because most of it came out as unintelligible cry of equal terror and pain. 
 
 God, but this suited her. The smartest and most breedable of all the chicks I knew, just being treated like an animal and made to suffer in total agony.
 
 I shushed her gently and kissed her forehead. "It's almost over," I insisted. "You've been very brave. I'll make you a deal. I'll just give you three more, and we'll be done. That's it, okay?"

 Reluctantly, still begging for total release, she accepted.

 I put the ballgag back in and angled her into position. I could see the little pussy right in front of me, shining between that huge and fat ass, the folds of her lips unblemished and soft... begging for it, honestly.
 
 I flexed my arm and made sure to put in all my force as I brought the belt like lightning to her hot folds. 

 My belt. Her pussy. 

 She shrieked in a way that almost terrified me. I genuinely thought I had broken her for life, and that I might be going to jail by the end of the night. She twisted as if exorcise, doing everything that she could to escape the eviscerating pain. But she couldn't do much. Only her little toes wiggled, curled and released under the extreme agony that she must've been going through.

 Only after a while did it occur me that...

... she had come.

 She might've been in terrible pain, but her pussy had also squirted all over the sheets, and her body shook not only from the terrible agony but also from the insane orgasm that went shook her body to the core.

 I had made her come.
 
 With pain and discipline. 

 Excited by the results, I brought her back up again, once more soothing her down, gently caressing her bun and stroking her now blood-stained back and ass and then... 

... brought the belt down again, this time securing a hold on her fat so I could hold her steady and watch the shower of wetness.

 Juices showered out of her abused pussy, striking my arm, her body scrambling to get away and subdue the pain...

"This is the price you pay for being a whore," I told her, and ran the belt between her pussy. "In this life, only pain will be your true and lifelong friend."

 I got sad.

 I only had one more strike left.

 I took my time, and went to grab a cold drink while she cooled down. 

 Just touching her now to bring her into position for the final strike was enough to make her body react in terror.

 My touch brought enough fear.

 I played around at first, using the first strikes to bring them down to the bed and fuck with her head. When it ultimately flashed down upon her it did so unexpectedly, catching her relaxed.
 
 Her screams were so loud. So, so gorgeously loud. The beautiful, bestial groans. The childlike crying. The endless stream of tears.
 
 A work of art. 

 I took off my clothes and got in bed with her as she squirmed and suffered the aftermath of her punishment. I basked in the afterglow of the slice of hell I could deliver to her.

 I wrapped my arms and legs around her from behind, letting my hard and teased-up cock find comfort in the hot and moist folds of her plushy ass, while my hands sunk into her doughy breasts and held them for comfort. 

 Yes, this was certainly better than my dakimakura.

 Way better.

"You did good today," I told her. "I'm proud of you."

 Mei nodded weakly. I didn't bother taking off the gag or the cuffs. She needed to learn what she was the hard way. 

 A plaything, and nothing more. 

 Feeling her agonized flesh against mine, clutching those great breasts between my fingers and using tugging on her puffy nipples, her pained cries still ringing in my ear, I fell asleep.

 Exhausted, but happy.