Contrasts by Charles Arnold

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    Watts made us prove we knew what the contracts required of us. I was surprised when Ann wore her raincoat to the meeting, but I shouldn’t have been.
    Watts made her take it off. She was naked under it. She had to kneel in front of him and take what he called “the position”...hands behind her neck, breasts thrust forward. Poor Ann was humiliated beyond belief. I’m ashamed to admit that seeing her kneeling naked before the big black man gave me a stiff prick. What’s wrong with me?
    Watts has a secretary named Rona. She’s a black girl no older than eighteen. She’s a snotty little bitch. Before we left the office I had to get on my knees and kiss her black toes. That also gave me a painful hard-on.
    Ann had to have all of her pubic hair removed permanently and also had to get two black spade tattoos, one on her breast and one on her ankle. She also has to wear an ankle bracelet that lets black men know she loves big black cock. How outrageous is that! She and Rona bought a closet full of sexy clothes and shoes.
    Ann was told she would be receiving a visitor this evening. She had to use lipstick and eye shadow, and rub her body with oil and wear a half nightie and what the blacks call “fuck me” shoes....very high heel. I couldn’t believe how stunning she looked.
    Her visitor turned out to be the boy she’d had suspended from her class! His name is Darnell Tyman. I almost fell over when I opened the door and there he stood, this short skinny seventeen year old black street thug! Ann was almost hysterical when she saw who it was. She ran to the bedroom, closed the door and started sobbing uncontrollably. I reminded her of the threat to her grandparents and the possibility of both of us going to prison. After a little while she went out to meet the boy. She had to kiss him...French kiss him. She was practically naked. He fondled her breasts and ass. He made me get him a beer, and made Ann undress him. He said they could fuck in the living room or bedroom. Ann chose the bedroom. My cock was throbbing as I watched this naked black kid take Ann’s hand and walk with her down the hall. She opened the bedroom door and went in with him. I heard her lock the door.
    I couldn’t hear anything except for once when I heard her yell. I imagined her bent over the makeup table, her hands spreading her ass cheeks, the black bastard squeezing KY into her tiny hole and then shoving the butt plug in. Watts says she’s to be fucked in the ass so it has to be stretched. My God, I’ve hardly ever seen her naked. She would never French kiss me. I don’t think I’ve ever given her an orgasm. I imagined the boy’s long black cock sliding into her little pink pussy. I jerked myself off. About two and a half hours later the kid yelled for me to bring his clothes to the bedroom. He was sitting on the bed. His long cock hung down between his legs. It was wet with Ann’s secretions and his own cum.
    Ann had her back to me and the sheet wrapped around her, but he made her turn over. He played with her breasts. He asked her if she came. She said that she did.....twice. I couldn’t believe it. I still don’t.
    I had to make him coffee. When Ann came out of the bedroom he made her stand next to where he was sitting. She wore a robe with nothing underneath. He ran his hand under it to feel her ass and her pussy. She has to call him “honey” and pretend she likes whatever he does to her. He’s going to be back in her classroom on Monday. He told her what to wear. No underclothes and the ‘fuck-me’ shoes. She has to find a way to let the other kids in class know that she’s hot for the little bastard!
    He made her go outside to kiss him goodbye. When she came in she discovered the wet spot where I had jerked off on the couch. She became furious and went to the bedroom, slamming the door and locking it. I’m so damn sorry I got us into this horrible situation. But, to be honest, I’ve