filthyth0ughts:I want to clean up! :PSteve felt like the luckiest slave in the world. He and his wi
filthyth0ughts:I want to clean up! :PSteve felt like the luckiest slave in the world. He and his wife had been purchased as a couple by a very kind and merciful master. He did not beat them, or mistreat them unnecessarily, nor did he make of them harsh demands. As long as they kept the house in order and obeyed quickly and with good temperament, the slaves and their master lived in peaceful harmony. The master even allowed Steve and his wife to have sex, a simple pleasure denied most domestic white slaves. It was only once a year (on his birthday) and it was restricted strictly to anal sex, but still it was infinitely more than a white boy could hope for in the Black World Order.Still, after he’d finished, he looked down on his cum as it leaked out of his wife’s asshole. Steve sighed. He and his wife had always wanted children. Now that would be an experience denied to the both of them. His master had all the slaves he wanted, and didn’t want to incur the cost of raising another one. That’s why Steve’s yearly release was limited to knocking on his wife’s back door. He knew what the penalty would be if he defied his master, but as he watched his precious seed dribbling down the crack of his wife’s ass, coming ever so close to the pussy he was no longer allowed to touch he had an incredible urge to disobey. That would be the end of his life as a man, he knew. If he showed his master that he could not be trusted with his manhood, his manhood would be taken away, and the balls that his wife now so lovingly held would be gone. But would it be worth it? To bring forth into the world a son or daughter to continue his line after he was gone? Was that not the purpose of sex in the first place? Was it not a crime to allow all the hopes and dreams of his ancestors to bubble out of his wife’s asshole and dribble down her buttcrack into useless oblivion? But no. Tempting as it was, it would n’t be worth the risk of living the rest of his life as a eunuch. He couldn’t do that to his wife. Plus there would be no way to guarantee that the master wouldn’t simply have the baby aborted or sold once it was born. And there was of course, the master to think about, the master who had been so good to him. He wouldn’t want to do do anything to hurt him or betray his trust after all he’d done for him. No, better to cum in his wife’s ass than never to cum again. It was sad that they’d likely never have children, but other than that their life was about as happy as a slave’s life could be in the Black World Order. -- source link
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