Amanda's Conversion

While at the gathering, Amanda was scoping the environment to see if anyone was behaving oddly around her - mainly because of her own guilt at having become a sex slave, rather than members of her ****** knowing about her recent escapades. She mingled with some of her relatives, nibbling on the local bites prepared by the catering staff and spent a good part of the evening chatting with her mother who she was close to.

When asked about Omar, Amanda changed the subject but did explain that they kept in touch, when in fact, it was not the case. “It’s ok darling, men come and go, just stay true to how we brought you up and remain pure for that one man who deserves you.”, Amanda’s mother advised.

Amanda laughed nervously thinking “if only she knew…”.

The warm evening had turned cooler and dusk gave way to night. As the celebratory lights in the large back yard went on, some local musicians that the ****** had hired started to entertain the guests. Amanda sat down to sip on a cocktail when her father came over to her to introduce her to a few business associates of his that were in town.

“Amanda..Amanda darling come here, I’d like you to meet Obasanje and Dikembe, they are here from Nigeria for the week to look at some of our vineyards with the view to acquire them, " her father called her over.

The men were, needless to say, black as the night and towered over her father.

Amanda nervously smiled and said “oh hello..uh how are you both, I am Amanda..”.

Amanda reached out to them, presumably to shake their hands. Obasanje, who was bald and visibly out of shape took her hand and looked at her father “Your ******** is a very beautiful woman.”

He bent down to kiss it.

Amanda tried to retract her hand instinctively but he had held on to it, only letting go when he wanted. Her father went on to explain the venture and Amanda focused her attention on her father. She knew at the back of her mind how primal black men were. She would sneak a quick peak at Obasanjo and Dikembe while her *** went on about the agricultural factors associated with wine investments in Lebanon and other countries of the UAE. Each time she did so, she caught them starring at her feet, breasts and deep into her eyes. They were clearly objectifying her and she calculated that the presence of alcohol had probably lowered their inhibitions.

“Excuse me Habibi, I need to go to the bathroom, will be right back!” She said as she put her cocktail on the table nearby and walked away.

As she closed the guest bathroom behind her, she could hear the music still.

The looks the men were giving her had triggered her juices just hours after she had masturbated to black male pornstars. “Uhnnn this is getting…too much uhn..”

As she unfastened the buttons on her jeans and lowered them. She started to frantically jack herself off to relieve the pressure. As she did this, streaks of blood started to line her fingers and she paused “oh no…” but then breathed a sigh of relief as she knew it was that time of month again. She cleaned herself off and was washing her hands in the sink as she heard, amidst the ongoing arabic music, some deep voices. She heard her name as well.

As the voices walked past the window she could hear laughter and “Oba I don’t think her father would take too kindly to that haha” “Does it look like I care Dikembe. I could tell how his ******** Manda was looking at us.”

“Now that she went to America she is long gone” “hahah” both men jeered.

As Amanda came out of the toilet, irritated that she and her father were being spoken about in such a way, she slipped. Her hands broke the fall but one of her breasts slipped out of her blouse. As she quickly cusped it to put it back in, she heard a deep “Can I help you with that Amanda?”. She looked up to see Dikembe standing near the toilet.

She said “no thanks” and started to get up.

He looked around to see if anyone was looking over at their direction. The distant laughter from the party and music gave him a sense of comfort. He walked towards the toilet as Amanda walked away from it towards the party. As they passed each other, Amanda was looking down in disgust and he was peering down into her cleavage. He grabbed her arm and she yanked hers away “Stop it!”. She knew what he wanted; these non verbal queues were second nature to her. “Where I’m from they take women like you to their huts and have their way with them when they like.” Dikembe grinned as he spoke with a baritone, strong Congolese accent. “I will tell my father!” Amanda sternly responded as she looked up at him, with the party music glaring in the background. Dikembe didn’t wait long and took Amanda by the back of her neck and pushed her as he walked forward into the toilet.

“Noooohn! STOP IT YOU FUC….ing…bast” she tried to scream. He locked the toilet door behind him and held Amanda against the very toilet bowl she had masturbated in a few minutes earlier. She was whining “please no stop what are you going to do…Dikembe”. He responded callously “I want to taste your insides Amanda. Behave!”

He leaned in on her and groped both her breasts, tearing her blouse into two with the buttons falling off. Her breasts flailed about and she cried out a moan “Ooooohan god no don’t do this, you will not get…” “Amanda, your eyes told me enough earlier tonight.” he interrupted and flushed the toilet. While doing so he thrust Amanda forward and put her head into the toilet bowl. She started to drown “glug, glug, nohmmmffhh..”

He unzipped her jeans and as he took them off he thrust his large black fingers into her now very moist vagina. The soles of her feet were hanging from the edge of the toilet seat, with her jeans around her ankles - not yet fully taken off. He leaned down facing her asshole, while stroking his very large black dick. He smelled the soles of her feet while stroking it even harder. “What the FUCK are you doing…ahhhnn noo..” Amanda screamed in despair as both her vagina and pussy were open to him. He could see her asshole gape in anticipation.

“You are already leaking for my semen. Your vaginal juices are so apparent.” He said calmly.


His black shaft had large pimples on it and some partially healed scars. It also had a cock ring with beads around it at the base. He had a significant amount of pubic hair. His balls were uneven and large, with leathery texture. More disturbingly, his manhood emitted a strange stench. Amanda looked backward through her legs as he held her in place. Cowering in fear, she asked “what is that….Dikembe do you have some disease….don’t you fucki…”


He got up quickly and with great force held her butt cheeks apart.


“WHAP, WHAP, SLAP, SLAP, Ohnnn, Nooohnnn, nohn…daad! Father..…” He thrust his giant black penis inside her with three massive thrusts as she desperately tried to call out to her father. Each pushed her forward making her scream each time.


She hit her head against the toilet seat and started to moan, begging him to stop.


Within a few seconds there was blood on his black dick but it was barely visible given the color contrast. It looked more purple. “Oh you are a virgin. I am deflowering you nicely Amanda with my black dick. You don’t like it but I do and that is what matters.” He had incorrectly assumed she was a virgin.


Amanda started to cry “sob…non…uhhh…please….no why..oh god…uhhh….please stop im menstruating…”. He started to thrust violently in her, pulled her head back with her hair and spat in her face “THWAP”. “WHAP WHAP SLAP SLAP WHAP”. Her pussy started to fart as the sheer girth of his cock, ferocity of his thrusts and lubed up insides had created significant vacuum in her shaft.


“Plea…se…just…WHAP…please no…WHAP…SLAP…STOP!” Amanda pleaded as she got mauled. The previous waves of intense pain and pleasure returned.


He continued to piston fuck her till her period blood commingled with raw pussy juices and jizz. A thick pink foam now developed around his black dick and her vagina. As he was ****** her vagina from behind, her bent over the toilet doggy style, her feet started to shake as she had a forced convulsion. She started to hit the toilet seat with her hand, unable to speak, similar to a UFC fighter trying to tap out. She was in visible pain but this didn’t phase him as he started to grunt like an animal “Grrrhhh…HUH…Ugh…”. Amanda’s ass and glutes and back were sweating by now.


“Do you want to carry my children….tell me Amanda…GRRh Uhhh uhh…WHAP…WHAP…WHAP…I will share you with my tribe…” he mercilessly taunted her as he continued his ****.


Amanda was whimpering now. This wasn’t like anything she had experienced in America. This was dangerous to the extent she believed she believed he would give her some unknown tropical disease and/or actually impregnate her. His black cock tore into her vagina and the large pimples on his cock were rubbing against her labia. The arabic music continued in the distance and tended to drown out Amanda’s whimpering and pleas. Each time he would stop fucking her, she would quiver and her now bright red vagina would throb. She would arch backward for some respite but he would only restart his mechanistic thrusts with increased vigour.


“OOHHH fucking damit you bloody slut...your vagina is going to make my cock inseminate you…Im coming…UHHUH”as he warned, Amanda winced in disgust and pain.


“Come in my mouth if you have to, just don’t inseminate me!!” she pleaded as he continued to thrust in and out of her.


He pulled his large tool out of her pussy, creating a “POP!” Sound.


She tried to instinctively dismount herself from the toilet seat. Before she could even react at what seemed like a temporary reprieve, he held her firmly from behind her neck and pulled her off the toilet seat, stood her up, turned her around and screamed “LOOK AT ME! Amanda continued to be fixated at the mess on the floor her body had created. “YOU WILL LOOK AT ME” he screamed again.


Amanda trembled in fear, now gazing up in awe “pl…pls..huhnn…what do u…” meeting his eyes but before she could finish the sentence he slapped her across the face to which she screamed “NOOOAAHhhoo don’t you hit…” and again “WHAP” he slapped her again and she broke down in tears again looking down. He took her by the neck and rammed her back against the sink mirror, hoisting her up, forcing her legs to spread open and feet to face in different directions. “Oh GOD no….” She whimpered. The mirror behind her had almost fallen off.


Her eyes grew large with fear as she noticed his cock had grown twice in size and was bobbing up and down starring firmly at her red and glistening pussy. Amanda was not enjoying this ordeal, unlike her other **** sessions. But she was helpless to this black man’s dominance and sheer strength and virility. He moved in on her, now completely naked and engulfed her with his chest. Simultaneously he took her head and forced his head on his nipples, which were suffering from significant gynacomastia. Amanda gave out muffled cries “mmmmfmhmhm nooo hmfmmf” “Suck my breasts as that makes me orgasm harder you Lebanese slut.” He said authoritatively.


At the same time he took both her legs and wrapped them around his large buttocks, closing the gap between his black penis and her pulsating vagina. He then started to piston fuck her in and out. She wanted to scream but was forced to lick his nipples instead. As he continued to **** her against her will, her sweat and his sweat exchanged. She knew she had no choice but to become this mans fuck meat, like she had before to many black men.


The risks with this session were very real but she couldn’t do anything about it. He fucked her like an automated machine for the next thirty minutes. Each time she would want to orgasm, he would slap her “WHAP”…at one point she even shouted and pleaded “These are my fucking bodily functions so let me orgasm you black anima…” WHAP” he slapped her again and she groaned “Ohhhhan”. The inability to cum properly but constant vaginal penetrations made her shake uncontrollably, while she was crying. The toilet window and mirror behind the sink had become steamy, presumably from the evaporate of both the sweat of Amanda and Dikembe. The toilet smelled of pussy and ass. From just outside the toilet, all one could hear were muffled cries and a few rhythmic thuds.


Back inside the toilet, it was a sight to see. He was holding Amanda’s lifeless hands above her head and with just his right hand and thrusting in and out of her as she was hoisted on the sink, her feet facing forward next to his buttocks.


“WHAP. WHAP. OH GOD…OH UHH. HUH. YOU WHORE UHH. HUH. YOU LIKE THIS BLACK DICK, WHAP, SLAP…take it UHAAAHHHHHH” he shouted at Amanda’s face while inseminating her ferociously.


She felt a hot liquid fill up inside her. She knew this feeling from before but this felt different. “Noooo no..ahhnnn…no….how can you do …ahnn” Amanda started to shudder in disgust as excess cum squeezed out of her vagina and on to his black shaft. He continued to gyrate and resumed fucking her. Her mouth widened in pure shock as she looked at him and his black pimpled cock re-entering her, in and out. She was shocked how he had just come like a gorilla but had stamina to continue.


“Wh…what…are you doing to…uhhnn..me?” She asked in pure awe and disgust.


She tried to scream again and escape his grip but he held her by the neck , pushing her head back against the mirror and continued to **** her. Strangely and without much warning, she now started to squirt on his black dick. “I cant control it. Ohnn. Uhnnn..UHNNN UHNN…SQUISH, SQUISH, SQUIRT, SWAP” Amanda’s Lebanese pussy started to leak uncontrollably. Her squirt now streamed down his glistening black cock and was flowing down his legs and hers, to the floor. Her feet were shaking next to his black glutes, trying to find some semblance of support.


“You say you don’t like what is happening but your vagina disagrees Amanda”, he taunted her.


She could barely respond “I h…ave….no…ugh ugh uhh yeah…no control…your tribal dick…is converting me….into a…” She started to orgasm and was panting. “Imagine this feeling but with many of my tribes members. That is what awaits.” As he said this, she felt more warmth in her belly. She knew he had come again but was in an orgasmic daze now, looking at the ceiling with her eyes rolled back.


“Sigh...pant..pant…whap…whap…” Amanda was reduced to panting as he didn’t stop fucking her…”Can I…ohhnn…can I suck your cock ring and service your black…dick?” She managed to eke out. Part of this request was a plea for him to stop hurting her, but part of it was her biology speaking. She was addicted to pain and black cock sex. Oral fellatio was part and parcel of her needs.


“You can.” He responded.


He then took an animalistic leap from the ground and landed on the sink, sandwiching her in between himself and the mirror behind her. His giant calves around her thighs and feet planted firmly the sink slightly collapsed downward with his weight. She looked up at him like a gazelle about to be prey but with a silent awe at his sheer animalistic virility. “Oh wow…” she moaned. He shoved his entire cock down her lips, mouth and throat. He was sitting on her face, thrusting in and out. “GUACK, GUCK, GUCK, SLOSH, Hmmhmfhh noo…GUCK GUCK”

WIth what little remaining energy she had, she started to masturbate her labia to compensate for the fact that his black dick was no longer in her pussy. He looked back at this spectacle and smiled. As he throat fucked her, squatting up and down, he started to pinch her very erect nipples. After around five minutes of this facial defilement, both her breasts started to ooze out a clear liquid. Her legs started to shake violently. She was having a multi body part orgasm. Out of nowhere, he came again “Slosh, slosh, guck guck, eyauchhhhh..” Amanda started to choke with hot white cum pouring out of the side of her mouth, with his black dick still inside it. She tried to reach up to him to push him away but as he continued to come he took her hands and put them in his mouth biting down on her ring and index fingers. She tried to withdraw her hands but he wouldn’t let go and started to tounge suck them as he continued to unload into Amandas mouth. He started biting her hands and fingers harder causing her to shriek a muffled cry of despair “mfmffh uhh nnnhau oh ow own…no.. my finggmgmgm!”


He finally pulled his cock out “Uhhh fuck.. now you may breathe” he taunted her, while dismounting himself from the sink. She let out a “oohhaaaaa wow…ohn. Wow….Dikembe your black …dick oh….” Amanda kept on talking gibberish as she instinctively knelt down, snatching his black glistening mutated dick and tried to place it in her mouth when they both heard a “click” sound.


The bathroom door opened. In walked none other than her own father. The proverbial mic dropped. He was silent. He had to blink a few times before he could process what he was looking at. Amanda was on one of her knees, holding Dikembe’s large black cock, which was still oozing cum droplets on Amanda’s hair. She was looking up at him in a servile manner, with her feet and back arched back, facing her father. Her other hand was probing her exposed vagina. She was totally naked and sweaty. Puddles of his cum and her jizz and squirt lay all over the floor. This giant black tribesman towered over her.


“Amand…what…I don’t…?” Her *** sheepishly said as he trembled.


“*** please this is not what you think.” She squealed responded, turning towards him with one of her wet hands (from pussy juices) tried to lean down to support her getting up. Dikembe looked on her father and said “Ahmed, we are interested in your agricultural properties and other properties too as you can see”. Amandas father looked at him and shouted “You black bastard how DARE you do this to my ******** in my own house!”


“Look around you Ahmed, what do you see? Ahmed nervously looked around the floor and could see areas of pink foam, white foam, and pools of what were presumably Amandas ejaculates and lactate. Amanda, despite her *** in the room, was instinctively still stroking the big black cock infront of her, wanting to keep it hard, just in case the ordeal were to continue. What had transpired here was against her will but it dawned on him that her body had enjoyed the ordeal. “I will have you arrested Dikembe!” Ahmed shouted.

“SLAP” Dikembe reached over and slapped Amandas father so hard that he lost his balance and hit the back of his head on the side of the toilet door. Amanda gestured towards her father “daddy no…habibi”.

Ahmed ran at Dikembe and before he could lunge at him, Dikembe kicked him brutally in the chest. Amanda’s father flew across the toilet and fell down in agony “ARRGHHHHhhh” Amanda started to cry. Dikembe took Amanda by her hair and dragged her across the toilet. Her flailing legs drew streaks through the puddles of cum and ejaculate she had offered to her ******, during the session.


Ahmed squealed “where are you taking my ********!?”. A few minutes later, he could see Obasanje’s bulging midriff outside the toilet. The two men were exchanging some laughter in some inaudible language spliced with some English words like “menstruating, asshole, sperm”. He could hear Amanda plead “Oooooh god no please”. This was followed by some WHAP sounds and SLAP, followed by moans. Ahmed was experiencing intense pains in his chest and was still sore in his head. Still dazed from the beating, he tried to sit up but couldn’t.


The sounds only intensified “Uhhhh..ohhh SLAP, WHAP, guck guck, noooaahnn, Amanda take this, SLAP”. Ahmed couldn’t see it but could hear his ******** being ***** again; this time by both black men.The sounds of various areas of her body being slapped followed by moans meant she was likely being double penetrated by these blacks. He was right, she was riding Obasanje (facing him) with his cock glistening in and out of Amanda’s pussy while Dikembe was on his knees behind her, also thrusting into her vagina, in unison. Her head was arched back, mainly because Dikembe had latched on to her hair from behind with one hand and with the other was squeezing her nipples on her now very large and engorged breasts. Occasionally as she would bounce on Obasanje’s large black dick, Dikembe would squeeze on both her nipples even harder. This would cause milk to squirt out and fall on obasanjes chest.

Ahmed started to cry but then to his shock and horror he heard “Obasanja no… uhhhh….NOOOhh..oh god im cumming on your black cock” “WHAP WHAP WHAP, SQUIRT SQUIRT”, the sounds of her ass and wet vaginal entrance hitting Obasanjes’s thighs and Dikembe’s as they ran a train on her, became louder. Amanda was clearly enjoying being ***** against her will and now had succumbed to her fate, yet again.


Obasanje tried to get up with Amanda on him.


“Hold her feet for me Dike” Obasanja yelled in a baritone breathy voice as he placed her in a stand and deliver position.


He huffed and puffed and continued ****** Amanda against her will. Next thing Ahmed heard was Amanda screaming “no god please you animals…go easy oh no NO OUCH OUCH ohnn..”.


Both men while fucking her were biting down hard on her toes. One had started to bite various areas of her legs while the other was in a near cannibalistic frenzy sucking and biting various areas of her face, neck, shoulders, nipples. “Did you come Obas?!?!” Dikembe yelled in an attempt to outdo Amanda’s now very loud moans. “I am working on it huh, uhhh, HUFF PUFF” while he kept on thrusting into Amanda’s vagina in a stand-and-deliver position.


Each time he would thrust forward he would slap her breasts “FLOP” or pinch her nipples hard causing her to moan “oh god stop…uhhnnn ohhnn”. They were treating her like a piece of meat and had degraded any humanity or agency out of her. She would alternate between starring at her vaginal defiling by Obasanje infront of her and then Dikembe’s very large and mutated black cock above her head. This put her in some kind of trance.


Dikembe, now behind her, had held her legs back with her feet next to her ears, toes curling from the pain and pleasure. Obasanje’s cock was around 17 inches and as he thrust into Amanda, she had arched her head forward to view in amazement as her large labia gripped it and kept moistening it with her juices, to ensure maximum cervical penetration. Both Amanda and Obasanja were panting like animals with the occasional groans and grunts while Dikembe just had a sinister grin on his face as he saw his former victim take another tribal black dick.


By now Ahmed had mustered enough courage to sit up and view this action, by peeping through the slit of the toilet door. Suddenly out of nowhere, Obasanja started to grunt louder and at a higher frequency “GRR UHHN, GRRU UHHHHH I AM GONG TO…Ugg” and Amanda interrupted him with her own moans, almost as a form of acknowledgement and submission to this black alpha male “oh yeah are you going to Uhhhnn uhhnn come..come inside me?…Oba I want to carry your child…fuck me…I want to be your tribal bait.” “SLAP, SLAP, WHAP” Dikembe hit Amanda on her face and then breasts.


Ahmed, her father, was in disbelief and pure rage. He shouted “you bloody fuckers I will make sure you all pay and Amanda you disgusting disgra…!” Dikembe immediately got up and went inside the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. What followed was sounds of a scuffle, slaps, glass breaking and a thud. Amanda started to cry but immediately, her attention turned to Obasanja as he took her hair and head and made him look at his cock as he was about to inseminate her. “Keep your focus here.” He demanded.


She was locked in a gaze with his angry eyes and with a look of total submission. She then peered down and obeyed, watching as his black dick started to throb while already over a foot inside her. He then unleashed his load…“ARRRGHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhh” He sounded alot like Lexington Steele, Amanda thought. He was known for his visceral cries when cumming inside white females in the porn videos she had consumed in copious quantities over the months. Amanda’s legs gripped his large black, sweaty body that lay on top of her, crushing her, as Obasanja was shaking his orgasm off. This had the effect of a vibrator as it made Amanda come repeatedly “uh huhhhh hey uhhuhuhuh” she kept on shaking as if possessed.


His sweaty head and face collapsed on her petite one and he started to lick her like an animal, as if he was enjoying his spoils for dessert. She kept on wincing away as his giant leathery tounge force fucked her own mouth and licked various parts of her face. He kept on gyrating his hips, slowly thrusting in and out with cum still oozing out of her vagina. His main goal was to ensure she was pregnant.


The commotion had now come to a stand still in the toilet. Dikembe emerged around 3 minutes later. Amanda knew what had happened as she could just hear some moans from the toilet; Ahmed, her father, had suffered a brutal beating. She empathised but was in total sensory overload owing to what had just happened to her as she lay merciless under Obasanja’s large physique, panting and gently caressing his large ass with her petite olive toes.


“Are you boys done?” She said in a panting and resigned voice.


“For now we are” they both responded in unison. Obasanja managed to get off of her body. Her chest and breasts were red owing to the crushing weight of his physique on her. His now flaccid penis was hanging above Amanda. She looked at it with utter awe and lust as she knew what it had just done to her. Drips of cum still fell out of its tip on to her vagina and the floor underneath it. She was massaging it with her feet, almost as if thanking it. He went into the toilet and she could hear a few flushes. Dikembe then followed. Amanda sat up to see a very scary sight. Her vagina was totally open. It was a gaping hole that none of the previous rapists in America had managed to create. She was worried now that this had anatomically messed her up permanently. Both men came out of the toilet, with Dikembe carrying Ahmed over his shoulder. Amanda stood up in a lurch and asked “Where are you taking him, do not hurt him!” They responded “We will be back for you soon.” Her heart filled with instant dread. She was totally naked now, standing up with one foot arched on her tip toe. As they walked passed her, Obasanja whacked her as hard as he could on her large ass. This made her scream “OUCH oooffff what is wrong with you..ohh ouch”. “As my colleague said, we will be back for you. We still want a taste of your asshole. But in our own tribal way.”


Amanda ran in fear as the men disappeared into the party. She entered the toilet where her clothes lay partially ripped, thanks to Dikembe. She put on her flip flops, now noticing her mangled toes. Her pussy was still dripping wet as if what she had dealt with for the past hour wasn’t enough. As she stumbled trying to find her mother, in the now very loud party, she grew more fearsome that something very bad had happened to her father. She started to hear an alarm bell. She looked around at others at the party but no one else seemed to be able to hear it. Her mom was now standing behind her saying something but she couldn’t hear her mothers voice. Amanda felt scared to her core. Her mother reached over to her and the buzzing grew even louder. “Amanda honey good morning, how are you baby…you didn’t manage to make the party last night. Still jet lagged ? Her mother asked.


Amanda, totally confused, looked at the room around her. Her laptop was lying on the desk and her mother had brought her some breakfast. “Is da…*** ok?” “Hahah why shouldn’t he be ok? Besides a couple of drinks and a slight hang over, he is totally fine Mandy. We were just worried about you as you passed out, I think after your shower!”. Amanda breathed a sigh of relief. Obasanja and Dikembe were a mere figment of her wild imagination and fantasies. She hadn’t had a real blackening for a while so her subconscious was filling in the void in her dreams. She finished her breakfast. The vivid dream of her **** by the two tribesmen had left her very shaken but equally very aroused.


It had also confirmed her suspicions that she had a very real mental and physical problem - a real chemical imbalance forced upon her by multiple black men.