Eventually the vehicle emerged into a clearing near the crest of a ridge. Nestled against the trees was an old brick mansion with a large porch that wrapped itself around two sides of the building. Some old sheds and a large barn stood off to the side near a trail that led further up the ridge. As the limo pulled up, the front door opened, and a handsome black man of middle age came to greet them.

"You must be Sally," he said as he pulled her from the car and embraced her, grabbing her buttocks with both hands and fondling freely. She was impressed with his cologne and expensive suit, and she was about to ask "Who are you?" when a ball gag was pushed between her teeth. Reading her thoughts, he said "Nathaniel" in a not unkind way. Then he was all business.

"Inside" came his curt command to the others, and Sally found herself lifted off the ground, carried through the front door, and propelled into a large room off the front hallway. It was in fact an old fashioned living room from the Georgian period, originally two smaller rooms made into one larger one. It featured an oriental rug, overstuffed furniture, and mirrors on the walls.

Seated in a large chair was a portly black man in a three-piece suit with a gold watch chain on his vest. Sammy owned a chain of lumberyards and provided wood and hardware for the bondage furniture and sets in the studio where Sally had been stripped and fucked during the photo shoots. His caterpillar moustache quivered over a diabolical smile as he assessed Sally's obvious assets and concluded his cock would definitely need some action in her tonight.

Opposite him sat a short black man of middle age, lean and wiry like a boxer. [022] Harry's striped suit and flamboyant tie announced him as the successful car dealer he was, owner of fourteen dealerships and negotiating for the fifteenth, and his full sensuous lips announced him as the lecher he also was. He was reviewing a contract when Sally entered but rose immediately and embraced her, holding her tight as he danced across the floor with her, smelling her fragrance and feeling her breasts tight against his chest. "Ho ho" he chortled as he handed her back to the host, the handsome black man in jeans and a half zip who had propelled her into the house. He pushed down on her shoulder to make her sit on the couch. The other two took up positions on either side of her while Griff unloaded a camera bag.

Pacing slowly back and forth, Nathaniel said, "Sally, we have paid for your services. A very large amount of money has now been transferred into your personal account. We will not leave scars or other damage on your body, and we will fuck you. We know you have no birth control at the moment, and that suits our purpose. We want to breed you."

It struck Sally like a thunderclap. A black baby? Impossible! Andy would never allow a black baby in his house.

The man read her thoughts. "We will all breed you tonight, some of us more than once. If you get pregnant, we will look after the child. We have the best foster parents already chosen and money settled on the child for education and health. We won't even test for paternity. It's enough to know it will be a child of our group, and our group will see to its future. We can work out visiting arrangements if you want to be part of the child's life." Sally doubted this would happen, but it was reassuring to know she had an option.

Nathaniel really wanted Sally now. She could smell it on him, the way he looked her up and down as he spoke and narrowed his eyes as they landed full on her full breasts and womanly hips. It would be full sexual intercourse, she knew. He would not be stopped now from having his way with her.

He methodically removed his clothing and pushed Sally gently onto her back while the car salesman grabbed her ankles and pulled them wide apart over her head. He knelt between her legs, his warm, strong hands always moving over her naked body and his kind, wise eyes fixed on her beautiful face, now bearing a questioning look, as though she wanted to know what he would do next or what he was feeling. [024] As Nathaniel's poked her cunt experimentally, Sally absently grasped the car salesman's warm erect cock and stroked it.

She stared down between her breasts and across her heaving belly to her cunt mound that rose gently between her legs, her vulva stretching open and vulnerable between lightly tanned thighs which a stranger now held obscenely wide apart. Nathaniel's cock that was poised above her cunt mound seemed to vibrate with desire, bobbing up and down, eager to be inside her vagina. With slow deliberation, still fixing her with his firm, kind glaze, the handsome black man knelt between her legs as if worshipping at an altar, pausing to contemplate her pussy with a kaleidoscope of emotions playing on his brown face. Sally was hypnotized. She saw desire in his eyes, and passion, and admiration for her beauty and glowing health, and regret that this evening of breeding her would not last forever.

Then he drove his hips forward and pierced the entrance to her cunt with his long, black cock. "Aaaaahh," she screeched and then "Ohhhh" as the air was knocked out of her lungs by his hard thrust to the hilt into her pussy.

Their fucking was long and lusty, with much grinding together of torsos and grunting as the sexual energy built in their bodies. The other black gentlemen sitting opposite had a good view of the sex machine in operation. Griff and Joey, one of the camera crew, set up cameras in the ornately furnished living room and began recording the action.

Sally only had eyes for Nathaniel. Everything about him thrilled her, as if she were living out a dark fantasy that had lurked in her female mind for years but never acknowledged until now. His sweet dusky odor and muscular arms and thighs filled her senses. The banging of his pubic mound against her clitoris sent thrilling shots of sexual electricity throughout her loins. But his penis! The stories must be true. Its length and girth filled her up as never before and became a raging ferret running up and down the length of her vagina to drive her arousal to new heights.

Nathaniel's strokes speeded up and then he stopped, holding his cock as deep as he could in Sally's cunt, his head thrown back and his breathing quick. His cock was spurting his life giving seed into Sally's unprotected cunt while Sally's legs shook with another orgasm. She could actually feel his penis shooting its gobs of semen at the dimple in her cervix, and it made her tingle all over.