Met the Black New World Order (local chapter)
I was out drinking with friends. We stayed out way too late and my friends left before the bar closed, but I stayed alone for a few more drinks. I'm an alcoholic. I went to the bus stop to get home, as I didn't have a car. It was so late that the busses had stop running for a couple of hours in that area. I then decided to walk to my apartment, which was about two miles away. I'm new to town, so that was going to be a challenge. I don't know the area that well.
I ended up in an area of town that was unfamiliar and got lost. It was very industrial--dirty streets, warehouses, big shops. I needed some directions, as I had veered off course, I thought, and saw a large shop with its lights on. I knocked on the door to get help.
The door on the garage rolled up and I was a met by a black guy who was muscular, bald, and had crooked golden teeth. He smiled and said, "Hey homie, whadda you want?" I said I needed help getting home. He said, "I can help with dat, but first youse gotta help me."
He asked me inside the garage and it was fucked up. Must have been a dozen black dudes inside with three white women: one on a ripped up couch, one on top of an old car, and one in a sex swing. They were all getting fucked by black guys.
I asked the guy who let me in what his name was, and he replied, "You dose not axe me my name, bitch!" He undid his pants and told me to "Suck it!"
I was drunk, frightened, and scared. I crumbled under the psychic, emotional weight of his authority. I took his black cock in my mouth and did what I was told. He face fucked me until I was gagging for my very life. He blew his load down my throat, which made me throw up all over his cock.
He then got mad and pulled down my pants, got out a branding iron that was sitting in a nearby fire, and stamped my ass with their local chapter's logo. I screamed and said "Please let me go home." He asked where I lived and then called out to a guy named Rufus to drive me home. Rufus pulled up their dump truck and the guys threw me in the back and off we went. They dumped me off at my apartment, with my freshly burning ass still feeling as though it was on fire.
When the sun rose, it glistened like crimson on my freshly stamped ass.
Sounds like you ran into The Dirty Diarrhea Dozen!