Eventually, Katie made her way to her feet, her entire body glistening with fear sweat in the flickering light. She let out another soft, pained moan, tears shimmering in the corners of her perfectly made up eyes. Katie blinked the tears from her eyes and let out a soft cry of despair as she beheld the man standing before her.
In the flickering firelight of the dimly lit dungeon, Katie saw a hard, sinewy, black man shining before her, his midnight dark cock already hardening at the sight of a helplessly bound female and his tip glistening with precum. He smiled darkly at Katie as he fingered the whip in front of her. “Good… that shows you can behave. Welcome to your new and PERMANENT home, white meat! My name is Darnell, and I am your new, black master! I’ve always wanted a pretty, young, nubile slave like you… and now… you’re MINE!”
“Slave?” “Black master?” “PERMANENT?!” These words made Katie’s mind reel. She struggled in vain against the rough, hemp ropes which bound her slender ankles and slender wrists and whimpered piteously behind her gag, desperate to evoke some sympathy or mercy from this man.