Blackshaft – 1-01 Say Hello To The Black Guys p1
(Adults Only. Copyright@Rama. 2013)



Eglin City. Lade and Ninth Street. Night

Except for the dark blue tunic that flapped open, she was naked and her skin pale in the moonlight. Her nipples were perky in the cold night air and her recently shaved crotch still buzzed with the feeling of nakedness that her pussy lips now enjoyed. The white woman held herself up as she made her way along the wall. The cold didn’t bother her. The concrete under her naked feet didn’t bother her. Only one thing did. She remembered begging and pleading to them. But they ignored her. Just put the cloth over her mouth and nose and let it do it’s job. She woke up… When?
She didn’t know…
She didn’t care…
She saw an alley, not the bed. All she knew was she was as good as naked, and her cunt wanted more.
As she sat there, her fingers found her smooth, bare slit the woman thought about Them – the three strong, black studs who had teased her and made her beg. The same strong, black studs who had casually slapped her face and her tits with thise bug, beautiful, black cocks till they were sooooo hard and sooooo big in front of her face while her pussy yearned for filling. God she needed it. She thought of the handcuffs being unlocked and her legs being untied from the chair. A lot of things were unlocked in her. She remembered their smell as she fell to her knees and those big, black cocks sliding across her face as she nuzzled on the full balls under each black shaft before kissing each cock on it’s fat, glorious head. She honoured them, promised to serve them and never disobey them. She got in line with the other two white women, all naked and all on their knees, then held up a right hand. One of the black men stood in front of her and she placed her left hand on his impressive dark cock. She watched the other two women did the same with the two other black men before her face was gently pulled back to the strong, black male in front of her.
“You swear to uphold the truth,” the man in the centre of the three said.
“I swear to uphold the truth,” the white women repeated as one.
“That the black man is superior.”
“That the black man is superior.”
“His cock greater,”
“His cock greater,” they copied and she heard one of the blondes giggle.
“His seed purer.”
“His seed purer.” the white women said
“That you will NEVER say no to the black man!”
“That I will NEVER say no to the black man!” she said, eagerly, hearing the other women do the same.
“That you will give yourself, body and soul, to the black man.”
“That I will give myself, body and soul, to the black man.” she said, feeling the long, thick black monster pulse and throb in her hand.
“Until the day you die,”
“Until the day I die,” they said.
“You renounce any relationship outside of the black man.”
“I renounce any relationship outside of the black man.” she said, ignoring the glint of her wedding ring.
“So help you God.” the man smiled.
“So help me God.” she sighed.
She remembered him looking at her, seeing the ring. Then telling her she may now remove it. She did as she was told, throwing it away, before placing her hand back on that wonderful black cock before finally tasting it’s blackness, inhaled it’s dark, musky scent and giving herself, body and soul, to it. She remembered the pain as it pushed through her anal ring, stretching it till she thought it would tear. She remembered screaming, the pain soon became pleasure as the superior black cock claimed her virgin ass. She remembered the hot rush she felt inside herself as the black men made sure they came inside her first time around.
Then came the orgasms. Those hot, gloriously violent orgasms that came again and again and again….
She remembered it all. The taste of hot pure black seed in her mouth, the pure black seed running down her thighs, filling her pussy and ass. She remembered every deep thrust inside her, every slap, every kiss from the other two women, every taste of hot cum-filled pussy, every glorious, quaking orgasm that coursed through her…. Then came the end. The begging to stay, the pleading and rubbing herself against their crotches promising to obey them but it was no good. Now she was wandering, near-naked and hungry for cock. She saw him under the boxes. He was dirty, bearded, and disgusting. Homeless. A bum.
…But he was black man.



Eglin City. The Southside. 2 Hours Later.

The cloudless sky meant the moon shone bright, giving the alley some light. Officer Carol Kellerman switched on her flashlight as she checked the patrol car was locked. This was the last place Patty reported from before, well, whatever happened to her. Suspicious activity, she had called in. A suspected prowler. Then she and the rookie she’d been paired with had…. what? The rookie had been knocked out and Patty was…
Carol made sure her gun was loaded and working and slipped it into it’s holster on her belt. The rest of her equipment was ready and waiting; nightstick, mace, cuffs, all the crucial stuff present and correct. She pressed the transmit button on her radio. “Two-One, this is Six-Zero.” she said quietly, eyeing the alleyway.
“Six-Zero, respond.” the radio said.
“Log me out for the next ten minutes, would you? On a break.” Jane said.
“Okay.” the radio controller replied.
Carol switched the radio off. This place had been gone over already, but it was worth checking one last time. Jane switched on the flashlight and kept her hand over the gun as she started into the alleyway.



Eglin City. Central Police Department. Roof.

Commissioner Jane Gregg gave her small steel-rimmed glasses a quick clean with a well-used cloth then put them back on and looked across the moonlit city. She wondered how many crimes were being committed at that moment. Or to put it a better way; how many ‘normal’ crimes were being committed. Things had been quieter since they had found that grinning lunatic, Smiler, dead. Someone had kindly done what should have been done years ago and put that grinning bastard out of everyone’s misery, not just dump him into the nuthouse again.