Message-ID: <25259asstr$963526205@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: Dirt Nap X-Original-Message-ID: <8kfj2a$3i0$14@slb7.atl.mindspring.net> Subject: {ASSM} Dark Desires II: WHOREO By mkarl Date: Thu, 13 Jul 2000 18:10:06 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: IceAltar, newsman Copyright (C) 1999, mkarl. ALL Rights Reserved Date of first publication in Mr Double's Palisade : Sunday PM, August 22, 1999 Without the written permission of Mr Double and during 120 days after the above mentioned date of first publication this story may be downloaded uniquely for your private use. After the limit date mentioned, the story may be freely distributed on condition that this notice remains attached, but not for profit, and providing the usual precautions have been taken to prevent it being read by unauthorized persons, especially under age children, or by people who might be offended by its contents. Mr Double may be contacted by emailing mrdouble@mrdouble.com or mrdouble@ix.netcom.com. A Palisade Author story from MrDouble's archive, Filename: whoreo.txt http://www.mrdouble.com Dark Desires II: WHOREO By mkarl I should apologize in advance if my use of 'colorful' language should prove offensive to the reader. Certain words are just too powerfully erotic for me to sacrifice to the monstrosity of political correctness. Besides, if I am willing to offer up my very own mother's degradation for the sexual amusement of anonymous strangers then I certainly would seam ridiculous if I soft peddled on my calling a spade a spade, if you pardon the pun. What I am about to reveal exists only in my own mind. It is strictly fantasy no matter how much I wish it could be otherwise. It is written for my own enjoyment and to my own tastes but I encourage the voyeuristic visitation of anyone curious enough to read on despite my final warning that what follows is a tale of racial sexual-slavery and contains many of the perversions know to humankind and some animals too. Dad got himself killed when I was still growing in Mom's belly. She tells me that she was a good girl back in those days but I find that really hard to believe. She claims that it was just a Momentary lack of judgment when she let him get into her pants and pin her panties to his trophy wall. She had not planned to get nailed in the back seat of that '72 Rambler so she had not taken the proper precautions. I guess my sperm donor "Dad" was about the only decent man Mom would ever know as the fool agreed to make an honest woman out of her if even for just the Moment and so there they rushed to get down the aisle before Mom got too big to fit in the wedding dress. I am just recreating these events from bits and pieces I have gleamed over the years. Mom does not really seem to enjoy talking about events from her honeymoon of horror much which I guess is understandable even though she seems to be into just about everything else these days. From what I know of Mom's humble beginnings into her life of slut hood, she and my "Dad" were going to honeymoon in a cabin on a lake. Dad's old Rambler was not in the best of shape and they broke down on the drive to their honeymoon getaway. Now "Dad" did not have much of a job and with me already three months along on the way, my folks made the fateful mistake of deciding to stay at the Rape Hotel [no, not its real name.] I guess it is pretty funny in how stereotypical the whole thing played out. The kid at the desk was a young Nigger and he had several of his friends hanging out with him. Now, I can only guess at the chain of events from when Mom told me a little of her own thoughts but I guess these Niggers took one look at Mom in her wedding dress and decided that they were going to make her their ho for the night. Maybe the bastards did this sort of thing lots because they seemed very organized from how Mom told me she remembered things. The kid at the desk was getting "Dad" to jump through some hoops with paperwork and shit while he signaled one of the other Niggers to take the suitcases and Mom up to the "honeymoon" room. I wonder if Mom had been smart enough to stay with Dad, then maybe nothing would have happened. I guess it was too late the second they decided to save a couple bucks by choosing such a seedy hotel or even just not getting the car in good running shape. Mom did leave Dad's side and that is when she said the boy showed her his weapon [no, not that weapon, he had a gun] He told Mom that if she did not want to become a widow that she was going to slip Dad a knockout pill that he supplied her. Mom claims she was shocked. The Nigger was serious and made Mom go into the room to wait for Dad. He hid in the closet and told her that the boy at the desk would be giving Dad a complimentary bottle of champagne. The boy told Mom to drug Dad or he would make her a widow. It seems almost unbelievable but I guess like the boy scouts say. Be prepared and almost anything can be accomplished. Mom has told me she felt absolutely sick drugging Dad but she thought it would save him. When he passed out, the kid in the closet phoned the front desk and Mom's wedding night festivities began. Now I wish I was able to go into detail how dozens of the kids and their friends all took the use of my Mom that night but anything I have to say would be pure speculation on my part and you are going to get all the perverted sex you cold ever wish for in the pages that follow. I do know that the boys acted like real animals with Mom. Actually they were little more then fucking animals. Not because they were Black, but just because they had no regard for human decency at all. As the Niggers spent the night raping my mother, they took steps to humiliate and terrorize her. They shaved her pussy and tattooed the words "Nigger cock only" around it. They also tattooed her with the words "Nigger's slut" around her ankles and wrists. If that was not enough to devastate my Mom, she said that they were threatening to abort me too. She though that they were going to kill her, especially after they did her husband. They even made her lay on him as she was fucked. She said she passed out and woke up in the trunk of a car, bound and gagged. They drove her to a trash yard and dumped her. They told her that they knew where her family lived from her address book and that they would kill everyone if she ever turned them in. It all was pretty horrific I guess and I suppose it goes a long way towards establishing how she has turned out to be such a slut. Mom did try to press charges, but the only kid she was able to pick out of the lineup was the boy who had worked at the Rape Hotel. It turned out that he was underage or a first time offender or something. The prosecutors were not able to establish that he did anything so all he got was two years for possession of a controlled substance. I guess the kids decided that Mom had only cooperated with the police as much as she had too, and they have never taken retribution against us or the family since. It must have been an awful time for Mom. I am sure the loss of her husband and her own feelings of shame and humiliation were hard on her. She says that her Dad could barely look at her or me when I was born, and then when her mother passed on when I was 5, we were out on our own. Mom tried to be strong I guess. We were like white trash with no money and no prospects. We ended up in the projects and then the fun began. I try to look back at my earliest recollections. Memories from such an early age tend to often be exaggerated or outright fabricated. I guess Mom could have got started in the business from some sort of coercion on the part of a pimp or something, but it is equally lucky she just surrendered to the inevitable fate that god always intended for the slut. I remember one time coming home from school with by buddy Gerry. We would have only been six and Mom had like four customers there with her. Gerry had never seen anything so cool, so we spied while the men used my whore mother. Gerry loved to see Mom get fucked and I remember he asked me how much she cost. I had never thought to ask Mom. She just laughed and told me my allowance was not big enough. I think she thought I wanted to buy her myself. I loved to sneak peeks at Mom after that. I always wondered if I was saving up enough. I figured Mom must be pretty expensive because Kenny said that whores cost $20 just to suck cock and Mom did everything. I loved to see the guys pay Mom the money but it made me worry too because I was having such a hard time saving my allowances. Sometimes the men would catch me peeking and usually Mom would make me leave the house, but if the guy started to talk to me like saying that my Mom was a whore and stuff, then I could go into the bedroom and watch from up close. I found out that the Nigger who owned Mom's ass was a guy named Tyrone. He came buy a few times a week to get his money and he liked to fuck Mom in front of me. I think he was my favorite Nigger. He always protected Mom and made sure that her tricks did not beat the fuck out of her. Sometimes Tyrone would need to whip her ass or bitch slap her a little if she was not making enough money, but usually he bought her nice things to wear and told her that she was his best piece of white trash that he ever owned. I think Mom loved him and she always tried to fuck real good when he came over to do her. Mom even said she wanted his baby one time but he would not let her get pregnant because it would be too bad on business. I was not too sure as I think a lot of those Niggers would have loved to rape my pregnant mother. She had to stay on the pill, but I always wished they would not work sometime and Mom could make me a little half-breed baby brother from Tyrone. Tyrone slapped me around sometimes too if he was drunk or in a bad mood. Mom told me that I should not get in his way, but I never minded. I knew that just meant that Tyrone liked me too like my Mom but not sex or anything yucky. Sometimes we just talked about the guys coming and fucking my Mom all the time. I told Tyrone I only liked the Niggers and he said that was because I was a smart boy. Then on my ninth birthday, Tyrone gave me the best birthday present ever. He told Mom to make me a man. The bitch tried to protest like she was too good for it. Tyrone told me I could have any specials I wanted so I tied Mom up. I always wanted to piss on her and it was so fun to make her drink it. Tyrone said I could slap her for a while but just with my hands. Mom never cried though. I pulled her hair real hard when I made her suck on my cock. Tyrone said I had a big one for a white boy even though it was only about four inches. I could not make Mom choke or gag though. I got to fuck in her cunt and ass. Tyrone gave her the whole night off except for me so I slept with Mom and kept her tied up the whole time and fucked her as many times as I could and told her she was my slut-Mom now. I wonder if Tyrone would have let me fuck Mom more times. He was like the Dad I never had. I wanted him to own my Mom forever but then he went and got himself arrested for killing one of his 'ho's that had been trying to two time him. Stupid slut. Mom got stupid too and we tried to leave the projects. I was so mad, I would have phoned Tyrone to come drag Mom's ass back to her proper life but he was going away for life, so I had to let Mom drag me off to Aunt Vicki's. I hated it. Mom got a respectable job at a diner and everything. She even got uptight when I was cussing and stuff around the house. I tried to tell her she was just a filthy Nigger's slut and she should remember it. Mom slapped me and I slapped her too. We fell on the floor and I got on top of her and hit her again. It was so good. I decided to try to make Mom remember what a whore she was and got my cock into her mouth. She was all crying and stuff but I liked it so much until the stupid bitch low blowed me. She locked herself in the bathroom so I could not even give her the rape she deserved. Uncle Wayne got home and I had to behave. Mom told me that I was a bad boy and if I did not listen to her that she would have to send me away. She said she knew it was her fault that I was bad but she was going to make me better. It was all such bull shit. I had to just let Mom pretend that she was not a slut. She even went and had the tattoos around her wrists removed, but it was cool that she left the one around her cunt and her ankle identifications too. It was the most boring year and a half that I could ever remember and I think I would have just like killed myself if Tyrone's old buddy Deon had not finally tracked Mom down and started the dog years of our lives. I remember watching TV when I heard Mom scream at the front door. The next thing I knew Deon and two other Niggers were bringing Mom into the room. I could not help but smile. Mom thought she could deny her heritage, but she was born to be a Nigger's slut and that is what she always would be. Deon told Mom that she was looking good and would make him a pile of change. He told Mom that he was pissed that she had skipped before he could get her after Tyrone had been put away. She had to pay. They put some duct tape around her mouth so her screams would not alarm the neighbors though the paper thin walls of our apartment, and then Deon took his belt and got medieval on Mom's hot white ass. The guys dragged Mom into the bedroom and partied like it was 1999. [This was still in 95] It brought back all the good times to see those Niggers use and abuse my Mom like the slut she is. They even took the energy to give her a nice little oreo sandwiching. I think Mom had not had cock in the 18 months following our escape from the slums. It was like riding a bicycle for her though as she just seemed to be a natural as the white meat in their Black sandwich. The one cool complication was that Mom was off the pill and yep. Deon was a bit of a bastard though and when he found out the child was male, he made Mom abort it. He said he did not need the competition. I guess I am just lucky that I did not end up in some garbage dumpster myself. Deon has not been nearly as nice to me as was Tyrone. He even gets off on making me be his toilet which is pretty disgusting. Deon is a mean mother-fucker and into all sorts of kinky shit. He has dropped the price on Mom and all his 'ho's to really see them get put through it. I am sure he likes taking their money, but I am sure what he really gets off on is humiliating white women. Deon usually arranges for my Mom to just get the fuck beat out of her once a month. She has a regular guy that likes to do an abduction fantasy. He gets Mom when she is not suspecting it and knocks her out. He likes to drive her out to the trash yards. She says that it is horrible because it forced her to remember her wedding night. The john does not care about that. He just gets into torturing Mom with all that filth and trash out at the dump. He like usually finds dirty diapers and things and makes her clean them. Deon made me go and watch once and it was the most disgusting thing I ever saw her do. Deon says that the Nigger pays $1000 a month to take Mom out to the trash yard. He fantasizes about snuffing her but Deon wants $25000 to allow that and so far the guy is only willing to pay $10000. Deon teased me that he might give the guy a Christmas discount this year. The guy is a real freak and I think Mom knows he will probably kill her sometime. Maybe Mom is even ready for it. I know she does not like the dogs. Even I was a little shocked that first time. It was a white dude that brought the Great Dane into the house. He said that it was man's best friend and he wanted Mom to make nice. She freaked and kicked him out. Deon showed up about half-an -hour later and gave my Mom a stern corrective beating. The dog got really excited and started barking his fool head off while Deon kicked the crap out of Mom. Finally, Mom was stripped naked and tossed over to the dog. I guess the beast had human bitch before. I had been sent to my room by Deon, but had risked sneaking out to see the dog show. It was so fucking wild. I had heard jokes about it at school and Sam said he saw pictures on the Internet, but I never saw anything like that huge dog mount my slut-mother and slam that slimy cock into her cunt. I had to jerk off while that big old fucker just slobbered all over Mom and fucked her brains out. He fucked real hard and fast and then kind of just rested on her and did little humpings. The white dude was telling her that she was tied to the dog and wanted her to know how big the cock was. He had commands for the dog to kiss Mom and stuff where she had to twist her head back and let the dog lick her face and mouth. It was pretty sick and made me come at least three times. Mom had to clean the dogs cock when she was done and they had a basket that the guy made Mom lie in like she was a female dog. He put a dog collar around her neck and led her around on a leash until his time was up. The dog was even trained to lift his leg and piss in Mom's face and the white dude made Mom drink some. I don't know if that was the first time Deon had seen a dog do a human, but it soon proved to be a favorite of his and he started a kennel. Mom and his other 'ho's spend a lot of time with those dogs. He has all sorts of types but they are all big. Usually they just fuck the bitches, but Mom has been bit a few times too. Deon is trying to figure out a way to take Mom and the 'ho's to the zoo. He told her one night that the animals might eat her or rape her but he would love it either way. He has already bribed one of the guys at the zoo and they are getting close to make it happen maybe. I think it would be easier to take Mom to a farm, but I think Deon is interested in Gorillas and Snakes. The Gorilla's should be cool if Mom survives it but the snakes worry me a little. I think they might be just as inclined to bite or eat Mom as try to slither in her wet moist cave. Yuck, huh. Anyone that is still reading at this point is a master pervert of the highest order and I salute you. I would be honored to hear from you at writemkarl@hotmail.com For anyone that has jumped to the end in moral outrage hoping to find an e-mail address to send off a tirade to, it is writemkarl@hotmail.com I was expecting this story to kind of be a slut Mom thing where she ended up like a. slut, but it looks like I had this thing ready for release instead. I am going to call it Dark Desires II but for people wanting a conclusion to DDI: FOTAP, don't despair as one is on the way. 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