Coworker's sex slave

This past Christmas season we went out from work for an informal Christmas party. A lot of alcohol was consumed and as the night went on more and more of my coworkers left to go home so it was finally just me and Steve.

Now Steve is a very tall, 6' 5" black man, I am 5'10" white man. I was very drunk, so was Steve, and I confessed to him that since I was in High School I had a fantasy of being a sex slave to a black man. Steve pushed me on details, I said that I would have to dress as a slutty woman, suck any cock my master said to, get fucked my anyone he wanted me to, and get my panties pulled down and my bare white sissy ass get spanked whenever my master felt like it.

Steve laughed at my fantasy, then finally the bar we were at was closing and we each called an Uber and went home. I was nervous Monday morning when I saw Steve but he said nothing, so I figured he didn't remember my confession. Then on Friday he invited me over to his place that night, I said sure, no knowing what he had in mind.

When I go there he told me if I wanted to live out my fantasy to go up, take a shower, that there was a bottle of hair removal cream in there, use it to remove all my body hair and put on the panties he left in the bathroom, he guessed at my size, if I didn't want to do it then I could leave and he would never bring it up again.

I looked at him for a few minutes before I went up to the bathroom, I keep my body hair removed normally, so I didn't need the cream, but I took a shower and put on the panties, they were cotton with pink flowers on them and fit me well, then came down stairs.

He had 5 other men with him, all taller then I was and all black, and asked what I have done sexually with men. I told him I sucked cock in high school, but that was it.

Steve then told me to start sucking then. I got on my knees and pulled out Steve's cock, it was bigger then I thought it was, and I sucked it and jacked him off until he came in my mouth and did the same to the other men.

My stomach felt a little sick with all that cum in it, but my mind was take off of my stomach when I was told to pull my panties down and bend over the kitchen table. Steve had laid a wooden paddle and a leather strap on the table, he picked up the paddle and paddled me, I don't know how many times, I was sobbing when he stopped and picked up the strap and used that on my bare ass.

Laying across the kitchen table, sobbing, I felt him lube up my ass and let out a scream of pain as he jammed his hard cock in my virgin asshole. He fucked me and soon the pain turned to pleasure and I could feel him cum in my ass, it felt great. The other men all fucked me too, and it was easier with them since my sissy pussy was stretched out by Steve.

When the last man came in my ass I saw Steve holding my clothes from the bathroom, he told me to pull up my panties, then walked to the front door and set the bundle on the porch and pushed me out saying, "You can go, we are done with you.

I quickly pulled on my pants then my shirt then my socks and shoes, but my boxers were not there. later I found a note saying if I wanted this life style I should get rid of my boxers and were just panties.

Friday Steve came in my cubicle and asked if I was wearing panties, I blushed and said "Yes, Sir." He made me show him and said he wanted me at his place tonight, and I should know what to expect.

So now every Friday night I am at Steve's place and I am used by him and his friends, and when they are done my clothes are thrown out the front door and I am dismissed like I am not even a person, and I love every second of it.

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