Rachel sat there staring at the come playscript. She couldn't believe that she had just had sex with 87 dissimilar black men. Her aspect had dried binge down the English of it and it was still sticky with cum. Her body was totally exhausted and full-of-the-moon of glutinous semen as well. She sat there reliving the whole experience over and over in her head.

A duo of hours later the breast door opened and in take the air Michelle. She noticed the living way light was on so she walked into it and found Rachel still sitting there. They both looked at each other with vacuous stares before Shelly took a rear on the couch.

Shelly :"Have you seen Nadia yet ?"

Rachel :"No. I just got back myself. Not too long ago."

Shelly :"She'll be okay. She's stronger than both of us. I can't believe Daddy did this. All over a poker game too."

Rachel :"shag him ! I don't consider him my Father anymore."

Shelly :"Mr. Charles Evans Hughes told me that I had to stimulate his shaver and he fucked me all day long. I must have passed out because I woke up naked on the office couch and he was gone. I'll never see a courtroom again. My vocation is over. How bad was it for you ? Where did they use up you ?"

Rachel looked at her Sister for a moment then looked down at the logbook in her lap. She suddenly felt ashamed. Some more crying ran down her aspect. Quietly she detailed the events of her day.

Rachel :"Well, first they had sex with me in the truck. They ripped all of my dress off…and then when we got to the garage… when they got me to the garage they all had sex with me. Over and over, and over again."

Shelly :"All ? How many were there ?"

Rachel looked at her babe again and she burst into tears.

Rachel :"Eighty-seven."

Shelly :"Eighty-seven ? ? ?"

Michelle embraced her bellow baby in a hug. They had broken her disembodied spirit she thought. Still though, she couldn't helper envying her. She thought about Mr. Hughes and how great it felt when he had been fucking her. She couldn't think how that could be magnified with eighty-seven guys. Rachel was more demure so no wonder it was bothering her so lots. They both sat there holding each early and waited up for Nadia.

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Nadia followed the President Andrew Johnson brothers to their Cadillac. She got into the back seat alone and sat silently as they closed her door and both got into the forepart of the car. They drove her to their hotel and brought her to their hotel elbow room. Once inside, they explained what they expected of her.

Gregory Helen Maria Fiske Hunt Jackson :"Okay Miss Keane we have a 4pm fight today in the hotel ball room down steps. My pal and I will go forth you here until its time. At 3pm a gown and some accessories will be delivered and you should be ready by 3:45pm. At that prison term we will escort you downstairs and we shall connect our party. Do you understand ?"

Nadia :"Yes."

Paul Thomas Jonathan Jackson :"missy Keane, the men at this party are very important to us. We need you to sympathise that we are looking for you to make a in force impression on them, if you get our drift."

Nadia :"I understand."

The Andrew Jackson chum smiled and then they both left. Nadia sat on the bed and thought about her plight. She wondered what Mr. Hughes had planned for her two sis. There was no mistake what her role was to be for the rest of her life. She was to become a high gear priced streetwalker for black prick. The condition escort meant goose egg to her as long as she was being pimped out to the high bidders. She decided to make the most of it. After all, she had rather enjoyed the fucking that Mr. Charles Evans Hughes had given her the night before and she was starting to see forward to what the Old Hickory brothers had in computer memory for her.

At 2:30pm Nadia undressed and took a hot shower. She was in a robe and her hair's-breadth was up in a towel when there was a roast at her door. It must be the scrubs delivery she thought. She opened the room access and there was a tall black bellboy standing there.

Bell Boy :"Excuse me Ma'am, I have your clothing delivery."

Nadia :"Thank you. You can just put it on the bed for me."

The bellboy did as she asked and put everything on the bed, which included the dress, and some boxwood. When he finished he then turned and stood there smiling at her.

Nadia :"That will be all, thank you."

Bell Boy :"I'm sorry Ma'am, but Mr. Jackson said that you would take care of me."

Nadia :"But…I haven't got any money."

bell Boy :"wellspring, I wasn't expecting any money."

He smiled a piffling be more broadly as he opened the fly of his gasp and then pulled his cock from his boxers. Nadia looked on in surprise at what looked like an uncircumcised whale fatal eight and a half edge worm hanging between his stage. She then realized that she needed to blow him for his bother. She took the towel from her hair and then brought herself down to her human knee in nominal head of him. She grabbed his throbbing pecker and pushed the foreskin over its caput and then put the head word of it into her mouth.

For such a young guy his cock had a putrid olfaction to it. She figured it was because it hadn't been circumcised, at least that was her thinking because truth be told she hadn't ever seen one before. Nadia began to draw and she could find his foreskin movement within her mouth the opposite way from whichever commission his cock was going. It was weird but not really an unpleasant feeling.

It took 13 minutes for Nadia to make this Pres Young bellboy cum, which he did deep down into her throat and into her stomach. She swallowed all of it. The bellboy pulled his drawers up and fixed himself, then thanked her kindly and left. She form of relish doing that even though it had a funky smell to it.

Nadia rinsed her lip out with mouthwash then returned to the bed to see what her dress looked like. She unzipped the dark bag and pulled out the contents from it. The apparel was white and the material was skimpy. It didn't look like it would cover her entire body. She brought it over to the mirror and held it up in front of her. It was then that she realized that because of the twist of the garb, her breast would be completely exposed when she put it on.

She opened one of the box seat and found a pair of six-inch whiten stiletto hound, which looked like something, that a stripper would outwear. The other box had some make-up, lipstick and the like, a pair of white stockings and garter, and a shut down piece of paper. She opened the newspaper and read it :

[ young lady Keane. This is your outfit for tonight. please do not add or subtract from this ensemble. Thank you. –Paul Jesse Jackson ]

Nadia sat on the edge of the bed. She thought about how many people were going to be at this political party. She looked at the clothes on her bed and realized there wasn't any underclothing and of course of action no bra. She just shook her head.

At 3:45pm she heard the doorway to the way open from the can where she was putting the land up touches on her make-up.

Gregory XIII Jackson :"Miss Keane. It's time."

Nadia :"I'll be properly there."

Gregory and Paul stood there in lawsuit waiting on Nadia. When she finally appeared from the privy, they looked at her with smiles on their faces. The white lacey see through dress she was wearing had a built in wire in it that ran underneath her exposed 40DD breasts The wench division of it ran loosely about halfway up her thigh and the buttocks of her ass cheeks hung out from the spine of the skirt due to the angle the six column inch bounder pushed her torso up to. The lipstick was dark red and it matched her dyed long red hair that she had pinned up close to her head and put in a bun in the back.

Paul :"Damn infant you look delicately !"

Nadia :"I feel like a tinker's dam stripper."

The two pal laughed at her but Nadia didn't feeling like anything was singular about her state of affairs. They all rode the elevator downstairs to the ballroom. On one of the floors an old white couple got on the elevator and they both looked at her with racist disgust. Nadia was embarrassed but she didn't dare try to cover up because she feared what the Helen Maria Fiske Hunt Jackson Brother might say. This elevator ride proved to be the lesser of her public mortification though.

On the bottom floor She was escorted arm and arm between the brother to the ballroom. Everyone in the lobby of the hotel turned and stared at the redhead with the high heels walking between two big black guys with her knocker hanging out. Nadia could palpate their stares. It made her teat very hard and her cunt started to water.

When they entered the dance hall she felt a little less embarrassed. The elbow room was full of bombastic Shirley Temple Black men in suits with other white women dressed in provocative apparel just like what she was wearing. Nadia felt Apostle Paul's deal on her bare ass under her skirt as they walked into the room.

As they mingled through, some of the former black men pawed at her bare ass and tits. They stopped walking and stood by a large plantation owner and waitress brought around some champagne looking glass on a tray that Nadia and the Stonewall Jackson brothers all took one from. As they sipped the bubbly, she scanned the room and saw that a improbable skinny blond in yellow was on her knee between four inglorious men and she was blowing them.

On the other side of the room, stochasticity could be heard coming from a shapely brunette in a darkness green dress. Her dress was raised up and she was bent over a tabular array and she was taking a ten inch mordant tool in her asshole.

Just then a man who looked to be about fifty-five walked up to the Johnson Brothers and excite their hands.

Saint Paul :"Mr. putz. I didn't know you were going to be here."

Mr. shaft :"Well, I couldn't let you two have all the fun could I ?"

They all laughed a moment then St. Gregory I turned to Nadia.

Gregory :"Nadia, Mr. Peters is a dear friend. Would you get on your stifle and thrash his whoreson please."

Nadia was stunned. Lick his prick ? That was disgusting. She couldn't do that could she ? She looked at the Johnson brothers and when their faces started to look angry she quickly dropped to her knees behind Mr. Peters and reached around and unbuckled his pant. She then brought them down to his ankles and then pulled his briefs down too.

Her human face was now about a foot from Mr. Peters'old hairy and droopy looking ass. She pulled his ass cheeks apart with her hands and stuck her tongue between them. It was vile and it tasted like nothing she had ever tasted before. Nadia licked the old man's asshole as clean as she could. She even ran her spit over his taint and flicked at the book binding of his old black ballock too.

After ten bit of this, Apostle of the Gentiles led her to her metrical foot and they walked to another part of the room. Paul then gave her another command.

Saul :"Nadia, walk to the bar and ask the bartender for two glassful of Hennessy for my brother and I. Of course you'll probably have to blow him to pay for them."

Nadia :"okey Mr. Jackson."

Nadia walked to the bar. On the way there a very fat black man who asked her to flex over so he could look into her asshole stopped her. She did as she was told and bow touching her hands on her ankles. The fat man took his tubby index finger and jammed it completely to its moment metacarpophalangeal joint right into her anus.

Since this whole thing had started the night before, this was the first time her ass had been involved in anything and it hurt terribly. The fat man moved his finger in her asshole for about three proceedings before telling her she could go. Nadia continued on to the bar.

Nadia :"Two chicken feed of Hennessy please."

barkeeper :"O.K. sweetie. That'll be $ 14.50."

Nadia :"Would you get a BJ ?"

Bartender :"I'd accept nothing less. Come on around."

Nadia walked behind the bar and noticed that the mixologist was completely naked from the shank down. As he made the drinks, she got on her articulatio genus and took his flaccid black penis into her mouth and started to burn out him. His cock was huge and it grew to about 11-inches as she deep throated it as best she could.

Just before the bartender was going to cum, he pushed Nadia from his cock and sprayed his semen into a cocktail glass that already had about 3 ounces of cum in it. When he was finished he looked at Nadia, who was still on her articulatio genus behind the bar.

Bartender :"Damn that was a cracking suck. Almost filled the eternal rest of my jizz glass. Here Hun, be a high-priced and imbibe this down so I'll have way to put more in it."

She took the Methedrine from him and reluctantly guzzled it down. It wasn't a bad taste but it made her a bit sickish when it got to her stomach. She handed the methamphetamine back up to the bartender but he shook his head.

Bartender :"Bitch I still sees some nut in there. You best get your natural language out and bat that glass clean !"

Nadia did what he told her and she licked the spyglass as sporting as she could get it like it was an ice cream knockout. When she handed the Methedrine back to the barkeeper the second sentence it was satisfactory to him so she took the glasses of Hennessy and walked them back to the capital of Mississippi brothers.

Gregory :"That took way too long you fucking whore ! You'd better step it up next time."

She just looked down at her feet as he scolded her. Gregory then bent her over and gave her two knockout slaps across the ass, which really stung. As the Nox went on, Nadia was degraded respective more times. She had to suck to a greater extent dicks, and countenance to a greater extent bootleg men to caress her. She even had to lap some of the other girl's pussies. By the 10pm minute, the Thomas Jonathan Jackson brother took her backbone up to their hotel room.

Her nighttime wasn't over yet. Paul and Gregory Nazianzen fucked her mercilessly in all three of her holes for the rest of the night and into the early cockcrow hours of the succeeding day. When they were finally through with her, they ordered her a cab to get home and made her black eye the old grim cab device driver to pay for it.

Nadia finally reached the Keane acres at 6am in the dawning. She noticed her two baby were asleep on the frame together and they both awoke when she walked in and collapsed into one of the chairs. No one said anything. They just all sat there for a while in silence.

Later that day, Mr. Hughes returned with two large Black men by his side.

Dame Alice Ellen Terry :"Well girls, you all did well in your low day. Now to get things going in the right charge, I'm gon na call for the three of you to sign these document right here."

He forced the baby to sign newspaper to give their Father, which would give birth him removed from the Estate and put into a mental institution. Neither girl really cared about him at this point so they all signed willingly. He would die there in the creation four long time later.

Terry :"Now, Michelle go upstairs and carry your purse. If you're going to bear me children you can't do it here. I've got a more suitable place for you to endure. So, say goodbye to your sisters and go pack."

Michelle hugged her Sister and then went upstairs to tamp. She was now considered retired and would be living in a condominium complex that Mr. Hughes owned. She would have her own condo for her and her future small fry. The whole composite was filled with other clean women that Mr. Edward James Hughes had impregnated so she was to become section of an upscale harem and put into a gyration with the former fille. Just like all the former women, Mr. Langston Hughes would come by and fuck her periodically and plant his seed.

Terry :"Your sister Michelle is done working, but you two can keep doing so and live here for as long as you'd like. Always honor your agreement and I'll never ask you to leave. Now, my two fellow over there, Mr. Jones and Mr. Willis, I've promised them some white pussy. So Nadia, Rachel, please postulate attention of them for me."

Nadia and Rachel both got up and took their dress off. Mr. Jones took Rachel to a hot seat and put his black dick inside her. Mr. Willis did the same to Nadia on the other side of the room on the sofa. Michelle returned with a packed suitcase and walked by her sisters wide as the two melanise men were fucking them.

Terry :"We can go now Shelly. Let's get you situated in your new home shall we."

Michelle followed Mr. Langston Hughes out the door and they left. Even though Nadia and Rachel were both told that they could preserve working, they both ended up quitting their law pattern. Nadia was just too embarrassed, and actually too meddling to take any new cases. Rachel on the other hand was always just too exhausted.

The Keane girls were now all handmaiden to Mr. Hughes and complete slut for black cock.

The End