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[petiteangela]

It was now 9:30pm on Saturday evening, and as DeShaun drove from the Sex Shop to the AirBnB, Marcus lit another blunt, and DeShaun ordered Angela to get changed into her new outfit. Not that her Husband’s chosen ensemble wasn’t a great choice, it was just that it was now soaking wet from all of the frolicking that took place over the past couple of hours. DeShaun would later be pleased that the new outfit was also a tad bit shorter, tighter, and more revealing.

As Angela started to change, DeShaun rolled the Windows down to let the smoke out as they were pulling up to a Stop light at a Busy intersection. As Angela removed her blouse, and bra, DeShaun engaged her in another deep, passionate kiss as the other men in the truck kissed her neck, pinched her nipples, and took turns gently rubbing her clit. As this was taking place, onlookers from the surrounding vehicles looked on in shock at the sight of a petite white woman being manhandled (and obviously enjoying it) in such a way by 4 large black men, each one of which was 2-3 times her size.

When the light turned green, and DeShaun started to pull away, Angela was laying across Marcus’s lap, gazing out of his window with a look of ecstasy as yet another clitoral orgasm took her over. She caught a glimpse of the driver in the truck next to them who was holding a phone up pointing at them as if he was taking pictures or a video. She thought to herself that he had looked quite a bit like her co-worker at her other job named Justin (who she sort of had a thing for). “What are the chances?” She thought to herself as she put it out of her mind.

After Angela finished putting her new braless outfit, and 1 of 20 pairs of her new “Q O S / BBC Slut” panties on, they arrived at the mansion just before 10pm. There were a few other cars out front, and people carrying things inside, but it didn’t look like the guests had arrived just yet. As they carried the items they had purchased inside, Angela noticed Mr. King’s Mercedes parked to the side of the house. She noticed a little tingle behind the logo on her new panties as she thought about being Mr. King’s “property” tonight, and what all that would entail.

Angela carried the box she was holding inside, and set it down on the Kitchen counter where she had served her new Black Masters BBQ, and herself earlier that day. When she glanced at her phone, she saw that she had missed a text from Justin from her other job, but didn’t get the chance to click on it to read before Mr. King approached her with a warm hug to greet her. She put the thought in the back of her mind, and put her phone back into her purse.

DeShaun, Marcus, John, and Andre all approached soon after, and began chatting with Mr. King about the readiness of the party. Mr. King expressed concern over the choice of tonight’s escorts who were getting ready in the Master Suite down the hall Angela had cleaned earlier. Apparently they were being a little difficult with what they would and would not be willing to do to please the MVPs, specifically, the two women were not accustomed to being shared between multiple men at once. Mr. King expressed disappointment that his MVPs might not get the chance to experience that sort of play. He was not too worried though, as the escorts had no problem with the number of men, they just wanted to handle things one on one. Mr. King asked DeShaun to try and straighten things out. DeShaun said that he would go talk to them, and then formally handed me off to begin being Mr. King’s “property” for the night.

“Mr. King, As requested…” DeShaun stated as he nudged me back over to him with a look of gifting.

“Thank You DeShaun, please add any associated expenses to my bill.” Mr. King replied as he put his hand around Angela’s waist, and led her to the couch in the Living Room.

Angela and Mr. King began talking about tonight’s party, what sort of business he was in, what he expected from her throughout the course of the night, and so on.

She learned that Mr. King throws these parties at least once a month, the MVPs for tonight’s party would actually be the top five players for Mr. King’s professional basketball team, and that she was to act as his submissive white queen for the night, his personal servant, his trophy, his prize.

Mr. King excused himself to check on the progress of DeShaun straightening things out with the escorts, and Angela decided to read the now multiple messages from her co-worker Justin.

“Hey Angela, How’s it going?” 10:05pm

“I think I saw you at an intersection a little while ago…Are You OK?” 10:09pm

“Angela, I am now sure that it was you that I saw at that intersection. Please give me a call to let me know you are alright.” 10:12pm

“Angela, You seemed to be in some sort of trance when I saw you. You didn’t wave back, and just sort of moaned as the truck was pulling away.” 10:16pm

“I’ve watched this video several times now, and it’s starting to sink in that you were willingly letting those men do that to you. I had no idea Angela.” 10:19 (with video attachment clearly showing a 30 second clip of Angela laying across Marcus’s lap, being toyed with by all of the men in the truck, and LOVING It.)

“Please give me a call to discuss when you can. It looks like you might be busy for a while.” He concluded.

Angela reached out to Justin immediately after seeing the video clip he sent showing her completely naked in a truck full of large black men, and enjoying it!

She texted, “Justin, PLEASE don’t show that video (or any others) to anyone! PLEASE just forget that you saw that.”

“If I keep your secret safe, what’s in it for me?” He replied.

“Anything you want Justin, PLEASE!” Angela desperately responded.

“Come over.” He texted.

“I can’t tonight Justin, but I will as soon as I can, I promise.” She replied.

“Why not? Are you still with those men? Who are they?” Justin asked.

“I am committed to be at an event for the rest of the night. Yes, I am still with them. They are my new Boss, and co-workers.” She explained.

“Wow…Come over when you are finished then.” Justin replied before sending Angela a pin for the location of his house.

“OK. It may be pretty late, or even in the morning.” Angela replied.

“No problem, I’ll see you then. Just call when you’re on the way.” Justin texted.

“Yes Sir…You got nothing to fear.” Angela replied as Mr. King, DeShaun, Marcus, John, Andre, and the two escorts walked into the Living Room.

“Angela, get us all a beer please.” Mr. King requested as he sat down with DeShaun, and the other guys where Angela was sitting.

“Ladies, the players will be here shortly. Please be as accommodating as possible would you?” Mr. King said to the two escorts as Angela headed to the refrigerator for the beers.

“Yes sir Mr. King.” The ladies responded.

Angela returned to the Living Room, handed out each of the five beers to the men as she opened them, and then sat back down next to Mr. King with her own. She silently listened as the men discussed the conversation with the escorts as she sipped on her beer.

“Mandy is willing to take on two men at once, but Kira says she’s only comfortable with one at a time.” DeShaun explained to Mr. King.

“Guess that’ll work, but I sure wish we had at least one willing to handle all 5. Hope the players aren’t too disappointed. Maybe they will change their minds after the party gets going” Mr. King replied.

“I’d bet Angela would be willing if it comes down to it. She seems to like the attention of multiple, strong men at once.” DeShaun suggested.

“Is that True Angela?” Mr. King asked.

“Yes sir. I aim to please, and be pleased. The more the merrier.” Angela responded excited by the prospect of experiencing 5 professional basketball players sharing her.

“I’ll keep Angela for my own enjoyment tonight, but that’s good to know.” Mr. King stated looking at Angela, and seeing the disappointment in her face.