SOMALI PET CH. 05

Somali Pet Ch 05

Next morning: Sunday morning.

Caaisho woke up to an empty bed.

Guilt coursed through her yet again. For two nights in a row she'd allowed herself to become a complete sexual bimbo to a white woman... an older white woman.

Yet even as she recalled last night and the night before, her hand went to her pussy, or her 'cunt', as Danielle insisted on calling it.

She began to rub herself slowly as she replayed her complete sexual submission to Danielle.

The good: Danielle created euphoric feelings inside her she hadn't known existed.

The bad: She humiliated her over and over again.

The bad: Worse, the humiliation enhanced the fires inside her and turned her on in ways she couldn't explain.

The good: She'd discovered pleasure she hadn't even known existed.

The bad: She was already craving more mental and physical abuse.

The bad: She wished Danielle was here right now.

The good: She'd never felt more alive than when she accepted her sexual submission to Danielle.

The real bad: She no longer felt she had much control over her life.

The really bad: Her parents would be arriving home later today.

The really, really bad: She'd be disowned by her family if they discovered any of what she'd allowed to happen to her during the past two nights.

"Hey, don't you dare touch that pussy without permission from your Mistress, you dumb fucking bimbo," Danielle ordered, as she smiled at how she'd completely corrupted this once morally upright Somali Muslim.

Caaisho apologized, reluctantly stopping, and hoping she'd get used again, "Sorry, Mistress." Guilt? What guilt?

"I forgive you, but do you remember who owns that hairy cunt of yours?" Danielle questioned, as she sauntered over to the bed, wearing only a t-shirt and stockings. She'd already decided what Caaisho would be having for breakfast... no, for brunch, since it was already ten thirty [A1]o'clock.

"You do, Mistress," Caaisho answered, excited to see Danielle almost naked... having immediately accepted once again that she was a bimbo slut for this woman, and all she could think about was the pleasure that submission constantly brought to her.

"So who decides when you're allowed to come?" Danielle asked, as she got onto the bed, straddling the girl's legs.

"You do, Mistress," Caaisho repeated, mindlessly answering like the sexual bimbo she now was.

"Are you hungry for some homemade brunch?" Danielle asked, as she knee-walked forward until she was straddling the very pretty black teen Muslim's face.

"Yes Mistress, very hungry," Caaisho answered, as the lightly-pubed box was lowered onto her face and she admired the tantalizing view... beautiful and appetizing.

"Well then, lick away, cunt muncher," Danielle offered, as she turned her attention to her phone and began texting arrangements for a wicked plan she had for her new pet later on today.

Caaisho felt a chill of adrenaline go up her back at being called 'cunt muncher'. She couldn't remotely understand why the name calling turned her on, it was just another sting of humiliation, but she couldn't deny that the rougher she was treated, and the nastier she was treated, the more thrilling it was. Her complete sense of helplessness and the inevitability of submission was a new facet to her life that she was not only accepting, but actually embracing.

The teen leaned up and licked the trimmed bush. It was fairly dark underneath this woman, but she could see the mixture of black and grey pubic hair... a reminder that this dominant woman was older than her own mother.

At first the taste was a little soapy; obviously she'd taken a shower this morning.

Danielle texted a friend (not a pet) who was celebrating her sixtieth birthday today: Happy birthday, bitch.

Caaisho was enjoying this casual exploration of just lying on her back and lapping away. She wasn't in a rush, just a calm exploration. A pussy, she'd discovered, was full of nooks and crannies to explore. The pussy lips, the folds, the clit, plus all the intricacies of each.

Danielle's friend Sharon responded as she read a newspaper (remember those?): Thanks, although I'm pretty sure you're the bitch.

Danielle laughed: That is hard to argue. I have a really cute present for you for your birthday, if you want to bid on her.

Sharon asked, knowing Danielle's preference of girls: Young and cute I hope.

Danielle responded: With huge titties just for you. I know how you love big tits.

Sharon smiled; she'd been married for thirty years, then divorced for three, but had indulged in more sex during the past three years than all thirty combined... and had even tripled the count. And all with women... mostly younger women. Her biggest weakness was tits. Hers were small, and she'd always wished they were bigger. She responded: I do love big tits.

Caaisho was creating a little wetness as she probed Danielle's pink hole, wishing to rinse away the subtle soap taste and replace it with the much more appealing cunt juice taste.

Danielle replied: And she's a Muslim.

Sharon smiled again. Danielle had seduced her neighbour rather quickly. She typed: Not to mention gorgeously black. That didn't take long.

Danielle replied: You know patience has never been my virtue.

Sharon laughed and texted: Ain't that the truth.

Danielle asked: Le Chateau Club Mansion at four?

Sharon was already looking forward to some birthday pussy and some birthday pets. She was a switch. A sub to dominants, and a dominant to subs... she enjoyed both roles equally. She replied: That is the plan. Should I add her to the auction list?

Danielle asked: Definitely. Her name is Caaisho.

Sharon: Delicious.

Danielle smiled as her orgasm built: Yes, she is.

Danielle added: Is Angela coming too?

Sharon responded: She'd better be... although I'd better be coming a lot too.

Danielle smiled. One thing she'd learned in the past ten years is the older you get, the blunter you get. She responded: You will be coming all day and night... although I won't be there for the auction.

Sharon said: I'd better be, and you'd better show up.

Danielle responded: I believe that is a promise I can keep.

[Editor's Note: To avoid confusion, I should explain that Le Chateau Club Mansion featured in this series is not the same Le Chateau Club that is featured in many other stories. The two locations are affiliated, but while the famous Le Chateau Club is a popular (and notorious) urban nightclub, Le Chateau Club Mansion is a little-known but luxurious hideaway located somewhere in the countryside near Boston, where attendance is by invitation only. Both locations feature wild lesbian partying.]

Caaisho continued luxuriously licking, gradually stimulating the cream from the cunt. She loved doing this, although she was frustrated she couldn't see Danielle's reactions. Danielle had never gone this long while being pleasured without speaking.

As if reading her pet's mind, Danielle set her phone aside and moaned, "Are you enjoying your

brunch?"

"Yes, Mistress," Caaisho replied.

"Suck on my clit, my cunt-licking dhilo," Danielle ordered, having googled the Somali[A2] word for whore.

Caaisho moaned while she licked. For some reason, being called a dhilo, a term she'd never heard spoken by a woman, although she'd heard it from many of her male relatives (never directed at her), really turned her on.

"Are you a dhilo?" Danielle asked.

"Yes, Mistress. I'm a dirty, fucking, cunt-licking bimbo dhilo," Caaisho listed off, degrading herself, and thus enhancing the thrill of her own submission.

Danielle loved how quickly this sweet Somali had become a complete lustful bimbo. Of all her

conquests, and she'd had many, this was her most impressive. She'd turned pets more quickly, but nobody had come close to the completely obedient submission of this very recently virginal girl. "You love eating cunt, don't you?" Danielle asked, as she inched herself forward and ground, not on Caaisho's face this time, but on her forehead and hairline. This was, to her mind, an additional level of humiliation, that would push her pet even further into willingness to do anything for the privilege of serving not just her, but any dominant woman.

Caaisho was surprised to see the yummy cunt moving away from her mouth and onto her forehead, and even more surprised when Danielle started to ride her head, yet she answered, even as humiliation rose through her, "Yes, I love eating your cunt."

"No, I asked if you love eating cunt in general, not just mine, you dumb dhilo," Danielle clarified, as she rubbed herself on the Muslim's head.

"Then I don't know the answer, I've only ever tasted yours, Mistress," the teen pet explained, but now she wondered what another pussy would taste like. Did they all taste the same? Was each one different? She imagined they would likely have at least some subtle differences.

Danielle moaned in this unique position, one she'd never encountered in porn, so perhaps it was her own sexual position she'd just invented, "Then don't worry. You'll be learning the answer very, very soon."

"Yes, Mistress," she replied, as she tried to get comfortable while her forehead was being used to get her Mistress off. Her humiliation was intense, which lit a burning fire inside her. The prospect of eating more pussy was both terrifying and enticing. Terrifying because the further she went down this rabbit hole, the more likely her secret would be revealed to the wrong people, such as her parents. She also realized they'd be coming back tonight, so this wild weekend of sexual awakenings was likely about to end.

"Oh yes! So much cunt to eat, and so little time," Danielle chuckled, having already activated her plan to really push the teen's limits today.

"I am feeling quite hungry," Caaisho admitted, her worries about being outed already washed completely out of her mind, and replaced by her desire to have Danielle's pussy back on her mouth... the feel of the wetness on her forehead and in her hair only making her want it back on her lips even more.

"Prepare for your morning shower," Danielle moaned, as she ground roughly against her pet's head.

"Yes, Mistress! Come all over my hair and my head," Caaisho urged. This new kink was incredibly weird, yet oddly relaxing. As a child, she'd always loved when her mother washed her hair, it was so soothing. And although this experience was quite different, it was also strangely comforting. Kind of like a scalp massage.

"Oh fuck, here it comes, my dumb fucking dhilo," Danielle declared as she came, and her abundance of cunt cum flooded into the teen's kinky hair, onto her forehead, and drizzled down her face.

It was the weirdest sensation, feeling the wet warmth of Danielle's cum on her scalp and forehead. Caaisho wished she could taste it. She was really craving cunt cum. But instead, she just allowed the shower of cunt cum to drizzle down her forehead and flow slowly down her face. Cum was rolling down the left side of her nose and her lips. She licked her lips for... unfortunately... only a hint of the sweet taste she craved.

Danielle, knowing the addicted slut would be dying for some cunt juice, backed herself up again to sit on the teen's face properly.

Caaisho instantly began licking the leaking pussy, desperate to guzzle down every drop of the cunt cum she could reach. Most of it was in her hair, but that didn't stop her from using her fingers and tongue to explore the entire region for cunt cum droplets... like a stray dog doing her best to survive on garbage scraps.

"That's it, clean my cunt nice and clean," Danielle ordered. She snatched up her phone and checked what time she'd booked the salon for. 12:30. They had an hour to get there.

Caaisho licked aggressively, hoping to stimulate a second tasty orgasm from her Mistress's yummy cunt.

Danielle crawled off of her drenched pet and took a picture of her. She said, "You look extra slutty with my cunt cum dripping down your face."

"The perfect dhilo," Caaisho said, at this point in her misadventures not at all fazed by having her picture taken in such a compromising position. Danielle had a litany of compromising photos and videos of her already, and she had to assume her secret was safe and secure in Danielle's hands.

"Indeed you are," Danielle agreed. "Now go shower. We have an appointment at 12:30."

"Where are we going?" Caaisho asked, curious and a little nervous.

"Bimbo dhilo dykes don't ask fucking questions," Danielle uttered firmly. "They do what they're told, and they go where they're told, and they find out where it is once they get there."

"I'm sorry, Mistress, I really am still learning how to be a good submissive dhilo," Caaisho apologized.

"You're right. I keep forgetting that two days ago you were just a boring virgin," Danielle reassured her.

"And now I'm a bimbo cunt-licking dhilo, whose body is yours to use however you please," Caaisho said, desperate to receive her Mistress's approval.

"Yes you are," Danielle agreed, thrilled with the girl's progress. "Now go fucking shower, unless you want to go out into the world smelling like cunt."

"I will if you want me to," Caaisho offered, shamelessly and completely under the white woman's spell.

"Another day, perhaps," Danielle said. This girl really was the ultimate submissive!

"Whatever you say, Mistress," Caaisho agreed placidly, and she got out of bed and went to shower, her own pussy leaking a little, and feeling rather neglected, since her Mistress hadn't touched it all morning, and she hadn't allowed her to do so either.

.....

In Danielle's car, in her black abaya, Caaisho wondered where she was going. Danielle refused to let her wear a bra or panties... only black thigh high stockings, and bright red four-inch heels that she'd never worn before.

With her hard nipples slightly poking out her abaya, not wearing any underwear, she really did feel like a dhilo. And, as usual, conflicting emotions ricocheted around inside her.

Guilt.

Excitement.

Curiosity.

The not knowing what was about to happen was both the best and the worst part.

She'd always been in control of her decisions, or her parents were. And either way, whatever she ended up doing had been safe and boring. So right now, just riding in the car with no underwear was scary and exciting.

Danielle didn't say a word. She knew the teen was nervous and curious, but she also knew that building her anticipation was enhancing her submission and she was really looking forward to pushing her new pet's boundaries beyond her current limits.

They reached a mall, and Caaisho's eyes went wide. While this wasn't the one closest to her home, there was a distinct possibility of bumping into a classmate here. She considered saying something, but she recalled the harsh rebuke she'd gotten less than an hour ago when she'd asked where they were going. So just like she'd always trusted her parents without question, she understood she needed to trust Danielle the same way.

Danielle parked and said, "Let's go."

"Yes, Mistress," the teen bimbo replied. She really liked using the word 'Mistress'. It rolled off of her tongue so smoothly, and it always made her body tingle.

Danielle began walking, not waiting for the teen, who was struggling to walk in the totally unfamiliar four-inch heels.

Caaisho focused on not stumbling or tripping. And a fast learner in almost everything, after a few minutes, she was walking fairly smoothly.

As she arrived inside the mall itself, she couldn't help feeling people were staring at her. The heels with the abaya were obviously sending contradictory impressions: one was about ultra modesty, the other was the opposite. And although her abaya was normally within an inch of being floor-length, her high heels raised that to about five inches, which probably attracted extra attention to her sexy red shoes. She wondered what people would think if they knew her demure black pantyhose were actually sexy thigh high stockings, and her pantiless cunt would be easily accessible to anyone her Mistress saw fit to offer it to.

Danielle headed for the food court for two reasons: First, she was hungry. Second, she wanted to test Caaisho's obedience.

Danielle stood in line to order a Subway sandwich, and she glanced back to see Caaisho standing a few feet behind her.

Danielle beckoned her closer.

Caaisho approached her.

Danielle asked, "Hungry?"

"Yes," Caaisho replied, not addressing her as Mistress, since other people were within earshot.

"For pussy, or for actual food?" Danielle asked boldly, not at all concerned about what other people might think about her... one of the perks of being retired. There were no consequences... neither professional nor financial... for any of her scandalous behaviour. She couldn't strip naked in public of course, but there were no actual laws against publicly giving her pet the option of dining on some pussy.

Caaisho was shocked by the question, and she could feel her cheeks burning. She didn't know how to answer. It was undeniable that she wanted more pussy... but she was also actually hungry. She replied, "Food, please."

"Food please, what?" Danielle drilled down, enjoying her pet's obvious discomfort, especially since a few people nearby were obviously watching them and eavesdropping.

"Food please, Mistress," Caaisho replied, her cheeks on fire, painfully aware that strangers were watching, listening, and judging her.

"Good girl," Danielle replied, encouraging the obedience. "What would you like?"

"Um, well, a BLT," Caaisho answered, "if that's all right," feeling horribly insecure.

It's perfectly all right, my pet. I'll order it for you, while you go around and ask five strangers if they can see your nipples," Danielle said.

"Yes, Mistress," Caaisho agreed. With the cat this far out of the bag, the situation couldn't get much more embarrassing, so she might as well be just as brazen as Danielle was being, and hope for the best. So she turned to the person standing behind her, the only one now within earshot, and asked, as shame coursed through her, "Ma'am, can you see my nipples through my abaya?"

"Young lady!" the older woman gasped.

"Please answer the question. Can you see them?" Caaisho asked again, even though she could easily see her nipples through the fabric, so she already knew the answer.

"You're disgusting!" she accused, and she turned and hurried away.

"That's one," Danielle said cheerily, "only four more to go." She was a little amused by her pet's shame, but more by the prudish woman's response.

"This is embarrassing," Caaisho admitted.

"No worries, it's not your fault that old bitch was a prude. And regardless of people's reactions, a pet bimbo slut needs to learn that she has no shame," Danielle explained. "Your purpose in life is to please me, which often includes either pleasing or shocking other people. It's that simple."

"Yes, Mistress," Caaisho agreed, not happy about Danielle's expectations, but knowing she'd go along with them anyway. She was well along the road towards becoming a mindless bimbo willing to do absolutely anything to earn that rapturous delight again that only Danielle had ever given her.

"Go and complete your survey," Danielle said, before going to the counter and ordering their sandwiches.

Caaisho looked around the semi-busy food court. Her assigned task was so humiliating, yet she couldn't deny it also kind of turned her on. The evidence was in the slight wetness leaking out of her, which was particularly awkward, since she wasn't wearing any panties, meaning her inner thighs were getting sticky. She hated that her body was controlling her actions instead of her better judgement, but she couldn't think of a way to argue herself out of doing this.

She approached table with three teenagers seated at it, and she figured this would count as three people. Because she didn't care what white girls thought of her... they were all dressed in ultra-short skirts anyway.

Once she reached the table, she asked, "May I ask you girls something?"

"Uh, sure," a pretty blonde in a tank top said.

"Can you see my nipples through my abaya?" she asked, posing a bit to showcase her big tits... which were way bigger than any of these three white girls.

"What?" another girl... a pony-tailed brunette... gasped.

"They're definitely noticeable," the blonde said, obviously amused.

"Yes, her nipples are bigger than your entire tits, Jamie," another blonde teased the brunette.

"Fuck you," Jamie snapped.

"If you had bigger tits, maybe I would," the blonde countered.

"Can you see them?" I asked Jamie.

"Who couldn't, you slut?" she snarled.

"Thank you," she said serenely, ignoring the jab and kind of enjoying the attention, and the way she'd stirred up some trouble between these pretty white girls.

"What a slut," Jamie said, loud enough for Caaisho to hear.

She didn't know why she did it... it was so not her... or at least not the old her... but she turned around and bragged, as she flagrantly cupped her breasts, "At least people want to play with my fun bags, unlike your tiny mole hills."

One of the blondes roared with laughter, and Caaisho turned and resumed walking away while Jamie yelled, "Fuck you!"

Danielle watched her pet cup her breasts, say something and walk away while a girl with a ponytail shouted something angry at her back. She couldn't help smiling. Caaisho was already stepping out of her shell and discovering the power of her sexuality and her body.

Caaisho smiled, feeling good that, for the first time, she'd given to a white girl the same kind of flack they usually gave her. One more person to ask, she thought to herself. She saw a nerdy looking college boy sitting by himself at the very end of the food court and decided, Why not? She went over to him and asked, "Hi, excuse me. May I ask you something?"

"Um, sure," he said, looking up at her, a little surprised.

"Can you see my nipples through my abaya?" Caaisho asked, even as she noticed he was already staring at her voluptuous chest and her hard, excited nipples.

"Um, I, um..." he struggled, in awe of the question, and the nipples that were clearly protruding against her garment.

"I forgot to wear a bra today, and the cool breeze has gotten my nipples rather hard," Caaisho explained as clinically as possible, enjoying the impact her question and her nipples were having on the guy. "I'm just a little worried they might be noticeable. Are they?"

"Y-y-yes, v-very," he stammered, unable to yank his gaze... no, his stare... away from Caaisho's chest.

"Darn," Caaisho sighed dramatically, enjoying the obviously huge impact she was having on the boy. "I just can't seem to keep them from getting hard. I hope you don't think they look too sexy, but do they? Your dick isn't getting hard right now, is it? Please tell me you don't have an erection!"

He continued staring at the very prominent nipples, wondering how big the entire tits on this confusing girl were. Was she for real? He took a shot at telling the truth. "I-I-I'm sorry to tell you that your nipples are very sexy, and I definitely do have an erection because of them. Is that bad?"

"Well, not bad, so much as unfortunate, since I need to return to my Mistress now, instead of giving you a blow job. But thank you for telling me, and have a good day," she smiled and turned and walked away, glad that she'd gotten him hard and flummoxed. She returned to Danielle, who was just sitting down with their food.

"Looks like you had fun," Danielle said.

"I did, after I got past the awkwardness," Caaisho admitted.

"Accepting who you are, who you can become, and claiming your sexual power is an enlightening process," Danielle explained.

"It was all of those things," Caaisho smiled, feeling a rush of adrenaline at the quirky multitask she'd just completed.

"Eat up, my pet. Our day is just getting started," Danielle hinted at the twisted events still to come.

Caaisho would have been terrified by those words a day ago, but now they excited her.

They ate in silence, before Danielle said after they'd both finished their sandwiches, "Let's go, my slut."

"Yes, Mistress," Caaisho obeyed, curious what was next in this already exciting day... her pussy, her wet fucking cunt, already leaking and desperate for some of Danielle's aggressive attention.

Danielle led her to a salon where a good friend worked. She walked in and said to the assistant, "My pet is here for her full makeover."

"Of course, Mistress Danielle," a diminutive Asian lady agreed.

Caaisho was a little nervous about what a full make-over might include.

"Follow me," the Asian ordered, always in awe of the pretty young girls an accomplished Domme like Danielle could seduce.

"Um, okay," Caaisho replied, looking at Danielle for guidance.

"Do as you're told and enjoy yourself," Danielle ordered, as she got ready for her own pampering from her favourite cunt-licker at the salon, a mid-sixties Japanese women who ate pussy like no other... often to at least half a dozen orgasms, all while Danielle was given a manicure, a pedicure and massage.

"Thank you, Mistress," Caaisho said, feeling compelled to inform the Asian of her status as a submissive bimbo.

The Asian, named Kiki, led the Somali into a small room and ordered, "Get naked."

"Naked?" Caaisho asked.

"Yes, completely naked, including your nylons," Kiki said, ignoring the girl's obvious concern.

"Um, okay," Caaisho nodded, and unlike a regular masseuse, Kiki didn't leave while Caaisho disrobed, but openly watched.

Caaisho was super nervous now. She'd never been naked in front of anyone before Danielle, and at least at first, that had been far from stress free. She knew she had a good body, but she considered it sacred, and it was supposed to be seen only by her future husband... well, at least that had been the law before she'd acquired a Mistress. And Danielle's parting words just now had included the admonishment to do as she was told, which now included stripping down to her skin in front of this stranger.

"Hurry up," Kiki instructed. "We're on a strict timeline."

"Sorry," Caaisho said, and she pulled the abaya over her head to reveal her almost completely naked body, with her thigh highs, and very hard nipples.

"Nice body," Kiki admired, always having a thing for a black girl's body.

"Thank you," Caaisho replied, flattered by the compliment.

"Nylons, too."

"Okay," Caaisho said, before adding for reasons she didn't even understand, "Mistress Danielle prefers me to wear them."

"She's not here right now, and they'll go back on once I'm done with you," Kiki said.

"Okay," Caaisho agreed, nervously unsure of what was meant by 'Once I'm done with you'.

Caaisho rolled her nylons off as the pretty Asian watched. Whether she was Chinese or Japanese, Caaisho couldn't decipher. She couldn't really tell the difference between the two nationalities... which sounded racist, but it was just the best she could manage. She herself had experienced the same perceptions, since it seemed that every white person assumed that all Muslims came from the same country... Saudi Arabia... and spoke the same language... Arabic. When in fact Somalia was about 1300 miles away from Saudi Arabia as the crow flies, and Caaisho didn't speak a word of Arabic, even though she spoke the Somali language fluently. (And yes, Africa does have widespread crow populations... the native variety is called 'pied crows'. I have no information about how straight they fly, however.)

"Lie on your stomach on the table," Kiki ordered.

"Okay," Caaisho nodded, unsure of what was about to happen. She assumed it was something sexual, she just didn't know what.

But it wasn't.

Kiki massaged the Muslim girl, admiring her big, dark booty, and wondering what it would be like to fuck it. No one who just looked at her on the outside would have a clue that not only was Kiki secretly a dominant woman, since most Japanese women were seen as submissive, but that she had a nice homegrown seven inch cock underneath her feminine attire.

Caaisho had never received a massage before, and she was surprised by how relaxing it was. Except for Danielle, no one had ever touched her body, and although at first she was uncomfortable with another woman massaging her feet, and now her calves, she began to relax.

Kiki said, "You have a great ass, slut."

Caaisho was surprised first by the compliment, second by the woman's hands suddenly massaging and squeezing her ass, third by being called a slut by this complete stranger, and lastly by the explosion of pleasure sensations from the combination of it all. She responded, with the slightest of moans, "Thank you, ma'am."

Kiki smiled at how subservient this black girl was... God, she hoped she'd be allowed to fuck her when this makeover was finished. She'd already fucked a couple of black women, and she'd found they got wild and animated once her dick was inside them, but she'd never banged a black Muslim, or anyone from the Northern part of Africa. "What a nice big booty," she added, as she squeezed those ass cheeks.

"It's a Somali trait," Caaisho explained... since every woman she knew from back home had the same wide backside.

"Then I guess I need to meet more Somalis," Kiki said, as she really worked that black booty over.

"We love the attention," Caaisho admitted, which had only become true in the past hour... but it had powerfully impacted her.

"I bet you do," Kiki responded, as she continued her focused ass massage therapy. Kiki worked on the ass for a couple more minutes, before she moved up and addressed the slut's back and shoulders.

Caaisho was a little disappointed when the Asian's amazing hands left her ass behind. It hadn't been erotically stimulating to the point of a cunt gush, but it had certainly been erotic and relaxing.

"Flip over," Kiki said, as she went back to the teen's feet.

"Yes, ma'am," Caaisho replied, trying to hint at her naturally submissive personality, and her willingness to obey this stranger without any limits.

Kiki massaged Caaisho's feet again and this time her hands as well. This time openly admiring her very large, firm, ripe tits. Her huge erect nipples she'd love to spend some quality time sucking. "You have amazing tits too, you sexy slut."

"Thank you, ma'am," Caaisho responded, loving the compliments. Since arriving in America three years ago, she'd gotten accustomed to racism and criticism based only on stereotyping, so Kiki's constant compliments were not only a major turn-on, but very flattering... making her feel extra special.

"I'd love to fuck these fat tits," Kiki added.

Caaisho had no idea how any woman would be able to fuck her tits... yes, it could be done with a strap-on, but what would be the point? But she didn't quibble about it, her hand massage feeling surprisingly soothing, "Yes, I'd love for you to fuck my big, fat, black tits."

"Do you like the race thing?" Kiki asked, having found that many women got turned on by races that weren't their own.

"I didn't think I did, until Danielle seduced me," Caaisho replied.

"Do you like having a white Mistress dominating your black body?" Kiki asked, as she tenderly massaged each finger.

"Yes," Caaisho admitted. And then, hoping for the chance to submit to this pretty Asian, she added, "I think the idea of being dominated by any race that isn't my own is a major turn-on, actually."

"Why?" Kiki asked, as she leaned down and swirled her tongue around the ultra dark nipple that was literally twice the size of hers. And these tits were quadruple the size of hers. Kiki hated her small tits, so she drooled over and loved fucking big ones. And these were among some of the largest ones she'd ever seen, and definitely the largest for a girl with her normal frame. Big Rosie from the Le Chateau Club had bigger ones, as did a couple of other super-sized women, but Kiki had to wonder how this girl could walk upright with these back breakers.

"I really don't know why," Caaisho answered, honestly unsure, as the wet tongue and lips on her nipples had her body burning with lust, and her brain was once again shutting down. She hated and resented the racial treatment she sometimes was subjected to at school and in the community, but when her libido got going, she became a completely different animal.

"You seem to be hinting that you want to be my black slut. Am I reading you correctly?" Kiki asked, as she sucked the other hard nipple between her lips.

"Yes you certainly are," Caaisho moaned, loving the feeling of those lips on her nipple.

"So you're okay with a little Japanese girl transforming you into a Muslim bimbo?" Kiki asked, she too loving racial play.

"Oh yes, I'm more than okay with that," Caaisho moaned, the attention to her nipples, as well as the dirty derogatory talk really driving her nuts.

This woman was rather plain, but she was a lot younger than Danielle.

Kiki noticed the teen spreading her legs and said, "You really want to get fucked, don't you?"

"God, yes." Caaisho admitted, hoping this woman would stop talking and just dominate her already.

"You probably scream like a bitch in heat," Kiki surmised, as she sucked on the other big, hard nipple.

"Yes," Caaisho answered with a moan, more from the pleasure than the actual question... although she realized it worked for that too.

"I can't fuck you right now," Kiki said, realizing she had more work to do. "But I promise when Danielle gives me permission, I'm going to pound you so fucking hard."

"Oh yes," Caaisho agreed, the idea so delicious in her horny, agreeable state, and wondering how big a strap-on Kiki had.

Kiki reluctantly stopped cupping and sucking on those perfect tits, as she went to get the nail polish.

Caaisho was disappointed when Kiki quit sucking her nipples, and she hoped she'd stepped away to fetch a strap-on to fuck her with.

Kiki returned with nail polish, red, and began painting her fingers.

Caaisho was surprised, and she opened her eyes, which had been closed for quite some time, and saw the woman putting red fingernail polish on her nails. This, oddly, was more worrisome than anything else she'd done this weekend, since her mother and father wouldn't be able to tell she'd been fucked and had eaten pussy, but they would easily be able to see her painted fingernails... which both of her parents were dead set against. But she didn't say anything, thinking she could buy some nail polish remover and get rid of the evidence before they got home.

Kiki did both hands and feet, before she offered Caaisho some Jasmine tea.

Caaisho was frustrated that her pussy had been set on fire again, but then ignored. Her need to come was consuming her. The tea was delicious, and she downed half of it very quickly.

Just as Kiki was finishing the toenails, Danielle came into the room. "Kiki, what do you think of my new pet?"

"She's beautiful, very submissive, and I'd love to fuck her," Kiki answered.

"Well..." Danielle said thoughtfully, "...she's not allowed to come until tonight," making Caaisho's eyes go a little wide... she was so fucking horny... "but I know what you really want to fuck, don't I?"

"You know me so well," Kiki smiled.

"Then lube them up, and fuck away," Danielle offered.

"Sweet!" Kiki squealed, giddy with excitement.

"Mistress, what is the plan for tonight?" Caaisho asked. "My parents will be arriving home very soon."

"They've been delayed," Danielle said. "They won't be home until sometime tomorrow at the earliest."

"Really?"

"Snowstorm. Closed airport."

"Oh."

"Now lie down on your back; you're about to experience something a little different," Danielle instructed.

"Yes, Mistress," Caaisho obeyed, just as Kiki, now naked except for her white nylons, climbed onto the table and straddled her body... with a dick... a real dick! "W-w-what on earth is that?"

"It's a cock, my slut, a real cock," Danielle said.

"On a girl?" Caaisho asked, this not making any sense.

"On a trans girl," Danielle said, as Kiki inserted her cock between Caaisho's two huge black tits.

"Oh," Caaisho said, although that clarification didn't clarify much for her. A trans girl? What's that? she thought to herself.

"Squeeze your tits together for her," Danielle instructed.

"Yes, Mistress," Caaisho replied, obeying, even though she couldn't take her eyes off the seemingly real-life cock that was now between her breasts.

"Tighter," Kiki ordered, as she began fucking the black tits.

"Okay," the teen said, squeezing the cock between her tits, and feeling the strange sensation of a warm dick sliding back and forth between them.

"Oh yeah, there you go," Kiki said, as she enjoyed the thrill of fucking this black teen's huge tits. She loved fucking a pussy or an ass, but her biggest fetish was tits... particularly fucking a huge pair... and these were the most amazing tits she'd encountered on a young slut ever!

"How does it feel, my pet?"

"Weird," Caaisho answered, "but interesting."

"And yes, that's a real cock," Danielle said.

"Wild."

"Yeah, I have a few lady friends who have cocks instead of pussies," Danielle said.

"Oh my," Caaisho said, still processing this strange piece of information.

Yes, this way you can experience the softness of a woman's curves, and maybe worship her tits, yet still get fucked by a real cock, feel the throbbing of a real dick, taste the salty seed of cum, or even feel its warmth as it coats your face," Danielle explained.

"Oh," the teen repeated, oddly intrigued by this real cock, yet not wanting to feel it inside her, since it was real, which somehow seemed more sinful than being fucked by a plastic cock. Not to mention the risk of pregnancy!

"Don't worry, she isn't going to fuck you," Danielle said.

"At least not today," Kiki said, her balls beginning to boil, as she enjoyed fucking these luscious tits.

"But she might come between your big knockers," Danielle said.

"No might about it," Kiki said, as she furiously fucked the titties.

"Okay," Caaisho said, not knowing what to expect.

"Hold them really tight around her," Danielle instructed, enjoying the tit fucking as a spectator sport.

"Yes, Mistress," the teen said, gradually finding this weird experience becoming more and more arousing... even the soft and sensitive flesh between her breasts was able to deliver pleasure to her.

"Do you like getting your fat udders fucked?" Danielle asked.

"Yes, I love getting my black tits fucked by this hot Asian woman and her big cock," she said, lifting her head a bit to watch the action.

"Yeah, I'm going to paint your black tits white," Kiki said, about to bust.

"Come on my tits, give me that white cum," Caaisho begged, wanting to feel the cum shooting out of that anomalous dick.

"Give her that load, Kiki," Danielle demanded.

"Oh, fuck yes, here it comes," Kiki declared, and she gave out a primal grunt-moan, before she shot rope after rope of cum into the Somali girl's black valley of flesh.

"Oh yes, paint this black bitch white," Caaisho moaned, feeling all that warm, sticky goo splattering inside her valley of flesh.

"A bukkake might be a fun activity in the near future," Danielle said more to herself than anyone else. The idea of a dozen or so loads of white cum all over her pet's very black body was suddenly very intriguing... and a visual she couldn't help imagining.

"That would be hot," Kiki agreed, even as more cum oozed out of her cock in the aftermath of her orgasm.

"So hot," Caaisho agreed, in awe of the sensation of warmth coursing through her body... even though she had no idea what a bukkake was. The word sounded Japanese, so maybe it was some kinky specialty of Kiki's.

"I'll add it to my lengthy list of upcoming tasks for my newest pet," Danielle said, as Kiki slowly climbed off of her pet and down to the floor.

Danielle strolled over to her as Caaisho sat up and looked between her very big tits. "Oh my," the teen said, seeing the big gobs of sperm on her tits.

The Mistress scooped up a big wad from between the tits, and brought it to her pet's lips.

Caaisho eyes went wide.

"Open up, slut," Danielle ordered.

After another brief hesitation, she opened her mouth and tasted sperm for the first time.

"Good girl," Danielle approved, using her other finger to scoop some more of the cum from the black tits.

Caaisho was surprised by the lack of any strong taste. A hint of salt. On the other hand, the texture was rich and gooey.

Danielle fed her pet a few scoops of cum, which she obediently accepted and swallowed.

"You really are turning into a very obedient pet," Danielle approved.

"I want to be the best pet you have," Caaisho answered, each and every experience she had with her Mistress pulling her deeper and deeper into the exhilaration of pleasure and submission.

"You're well on your way to achieving that," Danielle said, as Kiki came with a warm, damp cloth and wiped the last remnants of cum from her body.

"Thank you."

"However, I do plan to push your limits of obedience tonight," Danielle warned.

"Okay?" the pet said tentatively.

"Get her dressed for the fundraiser," Danielle said.

"Fundraiser?"

"Yes, I'm taking you to a fundraiser for Senator Greene."

"Senator Daphne Greene?" Caaisho asked in awe. The woman who could become the first woman president [A3]in 2024... following two old men so out of touch with the real world in their opposing fashions... a much younger woman seemed like the perfect choice for America.

"Yes."

"I idolize her!"

"Well, play your cards right, and you might meet her some day soon."

"You know her?"

"Oh, I certainly do know her," Danielle smiled, having taken part in a massive lesbian orgy for the senator's 50th birthday just five weeks ago at an invitation-only gala at the original Le Chateau Club.

"Like know her, know her?" Caaisho asked.

"Yes. She's eaten my pussy, and I've fucked her," Danielle said. "Although she isn't my pet. We've just played together a few times."

"No way!" Caaisho exclaimed, as Kiki, still mostly naked, dressed her up. Well, if you can call putting her in gold stockings (who knew that colour existed in nylons?), a pure white flowing see-through abaya, and white four-inch heels, dressing her up.

"Yes, she's a very sexy and vivacious woman, "Danielle said, helping her pet off the table.

"I'll bring her back another day to pay for your services today," Danielle offered, just as her phone rang.

"Hopefully soon," Kiki said, her cock still rock hard, which wasn't a problem, because she'd also be fucking her next client... a well-off white woman who loved her dick.

Caaisho had her hair done as well, and she was very quiet while she wondered what would be happening next.

"She's quite the cutie," the hairdresser said.

"Very," Danielle said, as she answered the phone. "Hi, Sharon. We'll be on our way pretty soon."

Caaisho wondered where they were going next. Given the way her sheer abaya displayed rather than concealed all her assets, it wouldn't be to a fancy restaurant, that was for sure!

"Yes, I promise she'll be worth the wait. Likely the best girl I've ever brought to one of these charity shindigs," Danielle said.

Caaisho wondered who would be there... and why Danielle was making such a big deal about bringing her along.

"She'll definitely be your best birthday present ever," Danielle continued, quite certain that Caaisho would go for a pretty penny, and the favours she owed Sharon would be settled.

Caaisho kept listening, curious... curious... curious...

"Yes, of course the winner can keep her for the night," Danielle agreed.

Caaisho heard that, and her eyes went wide at the thought of spending all night with someone she'd never met. Even though her parents wouldn't be home tonight, she'd never been allowed to sleep over at any anyone's house. Except of course the other night when there hadn't been any heat in her house.

Danielle said, "She may resist for a minute or two, but then she'll give in, and she'll be the best submissive you've ever met, and one of the hottest."

"With this outfit and her humongous black tits in plain sight like they are, she'll be a huge hit," the hairdresser added.

"See you soon," Danielle said before hanging up and turning to the hairdresser. "Isn't she amazing?"

"You've brought some hot women in here, but none that compared to this one," the hairdresser said, her tip almost always being the same... a sweet pussy licking from the pet.

"I know," Danielle said. "

"Am I the hottest pet you've ever had?" Caaisho asked.

"Maybe," Danielle laughed, loving her pet's constant need for approval and attention. "Damn close, anyway."

"And she has some spunk," the hairdresser, named Jane, said.

"And I can really eat pussy," Caaisho added.

"If you mean mine, then you'll have a chance to prove that very soon," Jane assured her.

"Mmmmmm," Caaisho purred, the idea of exploring this woman's pussy was intriguing... especially because she was so fucking horny right now.

Ten minutes later, Caaisho with curls in her hair, was on her knees licking the hairdresser... her second pussy ever.

"She's a natural," Jane moaned.

"Yeah, she was born to please," Danielle agreed.

"Do you need an orgasm today?" Jane asked her friend. She always enjoyed the taste of Danielle's sweet pussy.

"Tempting," Danielle smiled, but she was on a tight schedule, and she'd just enjoyed multiple orgasms.

Jane moaned as the teen really attacked her clit, "I'm guessing you've already had my boss munching on your pussy."

"Four climaxes in less than an hour," Danielle said smugly, the old woman the only person able to get her off so many times consecutively.

"Only four?" Jane smiled, her boss having the ability to create the perfect ride for giving multiple orgasms... the next one seeming to crash down on top of the last.

"Sadly, there's someplace I need to take my pet, and I promised we'd be there soon," Danielle explained.

"Fair enough," Jane said, placing her hand on the back of the Muslim's head.

Caaisho was intrigued by both the similarities and the differences between the two pussies. This woman's was less hairy and had a milder scent, but an almost equally addicting unique taste. And just like when she licked her Mistress, she couldn't get enough of this woman's pussy... and she was dying to make her cum.

"You're doing very well. Don't stop!" the hairdresser moaned.

Caaisho had no intention of stopping, but she took the plea as a clue the woman was close, and so she really worked over the clit with her lips and tongue.

"Get her off quickly, my pet," Danielle ordered, since they were nearing a possible time crunch.

Caaisho was already focused on achieving that end, and she was rewarded not even a minute later, when the woman moaned loudly and didn't say anything, but she did push the coed's face deeper into her wetness. The teen licked up the cum as it leaked out of the woman and into her hungry mouth.

Once she'd recovered somewhat, Jane let go of her head, and Danelle ordered, "Let's go, my pet."

"Yes, Mistress," Caaisho nodded, standing up and saying in parting, "thank you for the delicious snack, ma'am."

"You're very welcome," Jane responded, stunned by the pure obedience of this young woman.

Danielle led her pet, her face wet and shiny with pussy juice, into the main part of the salon, and out to the limousine Danielle had hired for the rest of this special night.

Caaisho was unaware... or maybe forgot... that her entire body was visible through the very see-through abaya. Simply responding to its lovely white colour and delicate fabric, she wondered how Mistress Danielle had possibly found such an item.

The limo driver, a very pretty Norwegian blonde, opened the door for them as Caaisho asked, "Where are we going?"

"To Le Chateau Club Mansion," the pretty blonde limo driver answered, knowing this naïve girl would have no idea what the club was... an exclusive lesbian club (built as a reclusive spot outside the city for the elite in the lesbian society... run by a very rich woman named Sharon Stevens. On certain Sundays it hosted pet auctions for the rich and famous, and tonight this pretty Muslim would be going home with the highest bidder.

"Take good care of her," Danielle said.

"You know I will," Olga, the limo driver, replied.

"You're not coming?" Caaisho asked, suddenly very concerned.

"No, I have another engagement," Danielle said. "But I'm leaving you in amazing hands. Just do whatever anyone tells you to."

"Okay," Caaisho nodded weakly, although she was suddenly a bundle of nerves.

"Trust me," Danielle said, taking her pet's hands in hers, "I would never get you to do something I didn't think you were ready for. Just do as you're told, completely abandon of any pretense of your previous life, and have fun."

"Okay," Caaisho nodded.

"I know you're nervous, but I promise you'll be in good hands."

"Okay," the pet nodded.

Danielle kissed her as a few people walked by, eliciting a couple of gasps. Then when the kiss was broken, Caaisho... in full submission mode and desperate to continue showing her Mistress how good she was... rebuked their remaining audience of one by saying, "What? Haven't you ever seen a nigger kissing her white Mistress before?"

"Oh my God!" the older woman gasped.

"I'd have you screaming that phrase if I munched your white hairy grey cunt," Caaisho added, feeling totally liberated.

"Well, I never," the woman said before storming off.

"Caaisho, you're a nasty nigger," Danielle said, kissing her pet again.

Olga said, "That was impressive stuff."

"She's a very good girl," Danielle crooned, after she broke the kiss and slapped her pet's ass.

"Thank you, Mistress," Caaisho said, stepping into the limo.

Fifteen minutes later, Caaisho was in a different salon, where she received a complete make-over with make-up... which her parents never allowed her to wear... ever. It made her excited, which enhanced her face even more. As she looked at her finished face, she felt like she could be a model.

Back inside the limo, Olga said, "Now just relax for a while, pretty girl. We have a thirty-minute drive."

"Okay," Caaisho said, and before she knew it, she was drifting into a brief slumber... curious about what was ahead of her... excited about what she might be expected to do... but nervous that her Mistress wouldn't be present to guide her through her assumedly exciting upcoming adventure.

Continued in part 6... Pet is teased by numerous women at Le Chateau Club Mansion, and is auctioned off to the highest bidder.