The Chip: Alex's New Life
By Sir Kinyon
edited by junior wayne
Part 3
After Alex closed the door, he turned around to see his new slave kneeling on the floor just where Troy had left him. He wondered what he wanted to do first, explore his new home or play with his new toy. The growing erection in his groin made the decision for him. He walked up to the still kneeling slave and sat in the chair that Troy had been sitting in. "On your feet, slave" he said. The honky stood. "Now stand back a few feet and let Me get a good look at you." The slave stepped back a few feet. Alex was very happy with his choice. The honky stood about 5'9" tall and looked to weigh about 180lbs. His sandy red hair was buzzed with about 3 day's growth. There was a light sprinkling of freckles across his nose and over his shoulders. The rest of his skin was a smooth alabaster. When Alex directed the honky to turn around, he was greeted with a beautiful bubble butt that looked as if a quarter could be bounced off of it. Alex wanted to get in that ass badly, but he wanted to learn more about the slave first. Besides, there would be plenty of time for fucking, and plenty of time for a whole lot more as well. "On your knees, honky" The slave complied without hesitation. "What's your name, slave?"
"You have yet to give me a name, Master." The honky answered, eyes still cast to the floor. Alex figured that the slave had received at least some minimal training, before it left the facility.
"What was your name before you became a slave?" The honky paused for a beat, then replied.
"Alfred McCoy, Master."
"And what kind of work did you do?" Alex inquired.
"I was a law school student, Master, but I worked as an intern at a law firm." Alex digested this information for a moment and continued.
"And how did you become a slave?"
The honky's brow furrowed and it's lower lip quivered slightly, as if remembering caused it some bit of anguish. "I was taken from my bed in the night, Master."
"And you remember all of this? Everything that happened?" Alex asked, intrigued.
"Yes Master, I remember everything."
"How does it make you feel to be a slave?" Alex asked, not really knowing where this line of questioning was going, but he found himself completely fascinated.
"It is completely humiliating, Master." As the honky said this, he lifted his eyes from the floor to meet Alex's gaze. "I was raised to believe that I was superior to any black man. My parents are..." the honky paused and again a look of pain crossed it's face. "My parents were card carrying members of the KKK. I don't suppose that organization exists anymore. The honky almost laughed as he said this. "At the center, the Masters there told us that it was a genetic flaw in all caucasians that made it possible for the chip to control us so completely. Blacks do not have this genetic flaw." The honky looked back to the floor and added. "You are superior."
Wow, Alex thought to himself, so THAT'S what did it. A genetic flaw. "Are you gay, slave?" Alex asked, then quickly amended his question. "WERE you gay before you became a slave?" A perplexed look came over the slave's face, as if he was not sure how to answer. Noticing the honky's hesitation, Alex decided to try something. "You may speak freely, slave." The slave looked a bit surprised but he recovered quickly.
"No, Master," he said in measured tones, "I was not gay, I hate niggers and faggots."
As if by reflex, Alex reared his big hand back and before he knew it, had slapped the slave across his face so hard that he not only fell to the floor but he slid a few feet. Ah, there it is, Alex thought to himself, a slight crooked smile forming in the corner of his mouth and a sparkle dotting his narrowed eyes. that was exactly what I needed in order to treat this bitch like the slave he is. "Get up, bitch and get back over here on your knees!" Alex commanded as he pointed to a spot on the floor just at his feet. Now the slave had not only a hurt look on his face but there was also a definite fear. "You know you fucked up, don't you bitch?" Alex said, in an almost lighthearted tone.
"Yes Master, please don't hurt me, Master" The honky sincerely pleaded. Alex realized at that moment that the REAL Alfred McCoy was still in there, the chip was just controlling his ability to resist. I'm gonna enjoy this, Alex thought to himself.
"Have you ever been fucked in your ass, white boy?"
"No Master." The honky replied, trembling at Alex's feet. There was definitely fear in the slave's face now.
"Well, I'm gonna fuck you in your ass, bitch." The honky looked as if he wanted to cry, as if all the fear and anger the chip was repressing could only manifest itself in tears.
"Master! Please!..." Before the honky could finish his plea, Alex landed another brutal slap to his face. The force of the blow knocked him to the floor again, but this time before he could recover, Alex was on him. Even if the slave COULD resist, he would have been no match for a man of Alex's size. Alex jumped onto the slave's back as he laid prostrate on the floor.
"That's right, you honky bitch, struggle all you want!" As if on command, the slave began to buck and flail, but was completely powerless under the weight of this 260lb Man. Alex placed his big hand on the back of his slave's head and pushed his face hard onto the marble floor of the foyer, with his other hand, he reached back and began to finger the slave's hole. It was extremely tight, but Alex knew deep down that it wouldn't stay that way for long. He put the first two fingers of his free hand into his own mouth to wet them just a bit. Then with all the force he could, he plunged his two thick fingers deep into the slave's asshole.
The honky let out a scream, but it was music to Alex's years. "Yeah, bitch. This ass belongs to Me now." Alex laughed. He took his fingers out and then without warning, pushed them back in. "You like that, bitch? Tell the truth."
"No Master" came the muffled response.
"Too bad, honky boy, because I'm gonna fuck you like a bitch! Lay claim to this pussy ass of yours." With that, Alex popped his fingers out of his new found play hole. He unbuttoned and unzipped his pants in one quick motion, then pushed down on the top edge of his boxers exposing his hardening dick and furry balls and tucking the top edge of his boxers behind his heavy nutsack with a second equally quick motion. Alex maneuvered, his body so that he could force the honky's legs open with his own knees while still pushing the boy's face into the marble tile. He placed the engorged head of his rock hard ten inch dick right at the opening of the honky's newly abused hole. Then without warning, he plunged in, balls deep. The honky bitch screamed again and this time attempted to buck Alex off of his back and out of his ass. Of course it was no use. Alex was firmly planted, deep in the honky's guts. Alex took a moment to savor the warmth of the slave's asshole. Alex looked down at his pubes, resting on the honky's pale, plump ass, he pulled his dick out an inch and reveled in the contrast between his thick black dick and the honky's stretched and angry looking dark pink fuck hole. He had fucked plenty of white boys before, but he had never raped one. This was a new experience and he was thoroughly enjoying it.
He discovered that the honky's struggling was causing it's asshole to clench and release. For Alex, It was pure ecstasy. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the conquest. Then, between thrusts, an idea of pure brilliance occurred to Alex. He decided that every time he fucked this slave it would be this way. It would be rape. He knew that the chip also makes the slave extremely susceptible to suggestion, so if he understood it correctly, he could make sure that this slave would ALWAYS hate getting fucked. "You hate this don't you, bitch" Alex said into the slave's ear.
"Yes Master." the slave said through clenched teeth.
"It is a violation of everything you know isn't it, you fucking cunt?"
"Yes Master!"
"You will always hate it. You'll never get used to it, even though you are powerless to prevent or stop it. But you will always struggle against it, won't you boy?" Alex continued to manipulate the honky's mind and will with his words. "You will NEVER get used to the pain." Alex spat these words into the honky's ear like shotgun blasts of venom. "Your mind will always rebel against it." As he was saying this over and over again, Alex began to withdraw his dick from the slave's ass until just the tip of the head was still inside, then he would stab at the slave's insides again with his massive black dick. Alex new that anal sex was often painful for the bottom the first time, but that pain would soon be replaced by pleasure. Not in this case, he wanted anal sex to ALWAYS be painful for this slave, and with his words, he insured that it always would be.
The brutal rape lasted for a good half hour. With Alex pushing and pulling, maneuvering and manhandling the slave in order to fuck him in many different positions. Alex had the honky on his back, on his stomach, on his side, reverse cowgirl, doggy style, and every other position he could think of. And all the while, the white bitch never stopped struggling. Soon, though, Alex began to feel that familiar tightening in his balls, he knew that he was about to cum. It occurred to him that this honky was his personal property, he didn't have to try to prolong the experience, he could fuck his honky's awesome ass anytime he wanted. With that thought, Alex relaxed and let himself go. Within seconds, he was unleashing cord after cord of steaming hot cum into this beautiful honky. It was, by far, the best orgasm Alex had ever felt in his life. He knew that he owed much of this to the fact that the slave was struggling to get free and therefore involuntarily clenching his ass muscles, but he was also aware that the sheer power of his complete and total domination of this racist mother fucker had increased Alex's enjoyment tenfold and made the act pleasurable beyond what he could have imagined.
Once he had blown his huge load into the slave's asshole, Alex collapsed onto the honky's back and rested for a bit. Alex laid there and felt his turgid dick, slowly softening inside the honky's pussy hole. Alex and the honky were slick with sweat and Alex could smell the honky's odor steaming up from his now ruddy skin. The honky had stopped struggling and was laying there under the weight of his Master. The honky's face was wet with tears and his face was flushed red, either from exertion or humiliation or perhaps both. The honky was keenly aware of the fact that getting fucked would always be an awful ordeal for him, but at the same time, he also was aware that he felt a certain satisfaction in the fact that he had given his Master such bliss. Once he had recovered a bit, Alex pulled his still semi-hard dick out of the whitey's plundered hole. Alex rose to his feet and stood over his bruised and bloodied slave.
"Get up and clean My dick off with your mouth, bitch." Alex commanded as he smiled with satisfaction. The slave was obviously still in pain, but he got to his knees and began to move his mouth toward his Master's dick. Before the whitey could put his mouth on it though, Alex grabbed him firmly by the chin and bent slightly to look the honky straight in the eye and said, "Do NOT bite Me, bitch." Alex said with great authority. Don't EVER allow your teeth to touch My dick. Do you understand Me, honky?" With these last words Alex jerked the whitey's chin up and down for emphasis, causing it's jaw to flap comically.
The cracker didn't hesitate. "Yes Master." It sounded thoroughly defeated.
Alex thought for a second then added, "In fact, even though getting fucked in the ass will always be painful and humiliating, you will thoroughly love sucking My dick. Alex released his grip on the honky's chin and grabbed his own stiffening dick and pointed it at the cracker's pitiful face. "You will treat it as if it is the most precious thing in your world, and you will always want more." Alex couldn't help but chuckle to himself as he watched the expression on his honky's face change to reflect his commands.
"Now get to it, bitch." Alex declared. The slave opened his mouth wide and followed his Master's orders as best he could, and as he curled his tongue under Alex's swelling dickhead, the honky found it was the most enjoyable experience he had ever had. The taste of his Master's cum, mixed with the residue from the mess that had been made of his own asshole, was like a sweet nectar that he was certain he would crave forever. The honky couldn't help himself and he began to grunt and moan a guttural expression of delight. As he licked and slurped away on Alex's dick, the cracker couldn't understand how he had lived without it for this long. When his dick was thoroughly clean, Alex pondered on the fact that it was obvious that this bitch had never sucked dick before. Alex looked down at his honky and felt a stirring of amusement. What the slave lacked in skill, he more than made up for in enthusiasm. Still, the honky would have to be trained. Alex kicked at the honky and in a dismissive tone, commanded him again. "Now go clean yourself up, bitch. When you're done, come and find Me."
Alex stood there and watched his beautiful slave limp away to lick his wounds. Now it was time to explore his new world. He was gonna enjoy this...a lot.
