Planet of the Slaves

angelique127

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* The first chapter of the story of Carl and his beautiful blonde trophy wife. They are weathy, live in a gated community and belong to an exclusive country club. If anything Carl dotes and pampers Isabelle, showering her with lavish gifts and compliments almost each and every day. He loves to spoil her, believing a woman of her beauty deserves nothing less. And Isabelle, on the other hand, loves the attention. Like her mother, she is the classic southern belle, charming and flirtatious, somewhat dramantic if the situation required. Not to mention her sex appeal is totally natural and that she loves to show it off when possible...

Tasha and I were sunbathing beside the pool at the country club as we always did when our husbands played golf together. We liked to gossip and sip mint julips while catching the rays of the sun wearing our wicked weasel bikini's. Sometimes I would pretend to read a romance novel although I never really got very far...before long our husbands returned and joined us. We chatted, planning a dinner party I was hosting next weekend. My hubby Carl ordered cold beers for himself and Allen and another couple of drinks for us ladies. That's when we all noticed him...

To be honest, at first I couldn't believe my eyes ! Perhaps we all noticed him at once or not but I looked across the pool and saw this huge muscled black man strutting over to a lounge chair, followed by a brown haired white woman in a skimpy bikini carrying towels and a small ice chest. He paused, not taking a seat, talking on his phone. No one could miss the tight white speedo that he was wearing or the massive bulge it contained. There was an air of confidence about him...

Our conversation had suddenly stopped.

" I didn't know we had any black members that joined the club lately. " Allen said in a low voice.

" Neither did I ! " Tasha whispered, trying to hide her admiration.

I adverted my eyes for a moment but soon looked back at the couple across the pool. He finally sat down, still talking on the phone while the pony tailed white woman knelt on a folded towell and began to massage his feet. Meanwhile the black stud sat like an entitled king, recieving his foot massage.

" Damn honey why don't you do that for me ? " Allen asked.

" Well, maybe I would if you had big muscles like he does. " Tasha commented.

We sat in silence for a few more moments, all eyes on the couple across the pool.

" Hey...isn't that Helena Miller that lives on Mimosa drive ? " Allen asked.

" Oh my God, yes...where's her husband, I wonder ? " Tasha inquired....
 
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Up to this point I was having a good day. Allen and I had just finished a day on the green where I played my best game in over three years. We had just joined our wives at the poolside and were enjoying refreshments when I and my wife and friends saw this black guy strut towards the pool acting as if he owned the place. Proud to be born and bred in Savannah Georgia, in all my forty years have I ever seen a black person welcomed in our exclusive country club.

What the hell was happening here ? Why was this black guy with a married white woman, and throwing it in our faces ? Fuming I planned to speak with Steven De Marco tomorrow and demand an explanation. There was no way I was going to tolerate this injustuce. It was bad enough that they had hired a hispanic bartender besides the many hispanic groundskeepers. And now giving a black man a membership.

Keep calm I warned myself. Perhaps he is just here as a guest. No matter what I planned to get to the bottom of this tomorrow. Disgusted I looked away from the mixed couple across the pool. I couldn't stand to see why any white woman would submissively kneel at a black dudes feet and serve him willingly.
 
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In a way I couldn't believe my eyes...here we were, members of our private country club that was exclusively all white since it's inception. Now here comes this cocky big black man wearing a speedo with a large bulge with a married and gorgeous white woman submissively following him.

It seemed as if she was under his spell...

Not that Tasha, my best friend, was beside herself and made no attempt to hide it.

I tried my best not to stare while he sat there talking on his cell phone while his friend massaged his feet. All of a sudden he got up and casually strutted over to the pool and immersed into the water. He dove off the steps and swam under water to the other side of the pool. Once there the black stud emerged from the water and climbed out of he pool dripping wet. His muscled body was glistening, shining in the sun. But what caught all the ladies attention, as well as their husbands, was the massive bulge in his wet tight speedo. I think we all gaped in surprise when his blonde ponytailed girlfriend rushed over to dry him with a beachtowel.
 
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The reason this country club was private and exclusive was that all the members paid a extremely high dues to join. Even the guest fee should deter any undesirables from coming anytime they so desired. Honestly, these days it was only a matter of time before diversity reared it's ugly head.

Trying to ignore the eyesore on the otherside of the pool we husbands fired up the grill, preparing to barbeque some steaks and burgers. Several couples had began arriving bringing sides, baked beans, salads and whatever, along with beverages for our planned cookout. As usual I was in charge of grilling the meat, a task I really didn't mind doing. It wasn't long before Tasha approached me and suggested, " Your dear wife and I were thinking that maybe we should invite the mixed couple over to have a bite to eat with us to welcome them to the club. "

I'm sorry that I looked at her as if she lost her mind. " My goodness Tasha, we don't even know if he is a member or just a guest ! Not to mention that she is a married woman ! "

" Yes but...it would be the polite thing to do, if you know what I mean. "

Frowning I glanced at the couple sitting across the pool, he was sitting there with his hands behind his head like a king while his submissive white woman knelt on a pillow massaging his feet.

" Whatever, I'm busy and not about to invite them over here. If you or my wife wants too invite them, I won't stop you. "

" Well, maybe we will... " Tasha smirked.
 
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The well muscled young black stud had to know that he was the center of attention. All the white wives couldn't help but stare at him as he showed off his powerful body, but our husbands couldn't help but be somewhat intimudated. I mean he was cocky and confident, so sure of himself. Now that his speedo was wet, it could hide the massive outline of his large penis.

I did my best not to look at the couple across the pool but I just couldn't help myself. He was mesmerizing....and then he looked directly at me, making me blush like a schoolgirl for some reason, and gave me this knowing cocky smile.

" Oh my ....he likes you. " Tasha whispered so not to be overheard. I ignored him of course, but I was flattered that he singled me out among all the other wives.

" I don't think so, he already has a married woman. " I replied, feeling unsettled. She was drying his body with a towel, catering to his every need. If the truth be told almost all of the husbands or boyfriends in our little circle more or less saw to the needs of their wives first. We had our hubby's wrapped around our finger...but more about that later...
 
Man, I gotta say joining this exclusive all white country club was a good thing. The white wives were all gorgeous and married to these lame white boys. It was just a matter of time before I had them spreading their lilly white thighs, offering that fine hot married pussy to me to use. Just like the white blondie wife I have now, being all submissive for me, doing everything I tell her to do. She knows who her master is. And her wimp husband pays his reparations just like he should. What can be better than taking a white boy's trophy wife and giving her what she never had before, like a big black cock in her tight married pussy, something that she can't help cumming on, time after time.

Now that's power ! The new world order is happening. Just look at those future cucks over there, with their money and their beautiful trophy wives. Things are about to change in this neighborhood.
 
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I glanced over at my beautiful blonde wife, who was sitting with the other ladies by the pool sipping cocktails. Each one of them, I noticed, kept glancing at the black guy across the way. Just my luck this guy had to show up here today to ruin our cook out. Meanwhile the other husbands looked as uncomfortable as I did, standing around sipping beers or soft drinks, not really engaging in any meaningful conversation. Usally we discussed sports or the stock market but not today for some reason.

Thats when I thought I saw him gaze directly at my wife and grin with a sort of knowing smile. I swore that she blushed and smiled back. The others wifes giggled and Tasha made a comment I couldn't quite hear. Knowing that bitch it was something lewd. Out of all the wives in our little group Tasha was the least one I liked. I thought that she was a bad influence on Isabella. She loved to boss her husband Brian around in front of us, letting us know who was in charge in the marriage. I also had a feeling Tasha didn't really care for me all that much also.

Whatever, at least I was married to her. She was a very pretty brunette but wasn't in the same league as my blonde barbie doll of a wife. Yes I was a proud husband to say the least.
 
We continued to gossip while sneaking peeks at the black stud across the pool, who was on his cell relaxing on the lounge chair. White wifey returned to obediantly massage his feet. Soon us wives prepared the macaroni salad, baked beans, iced shrimp and other sides like melon and assorted fruit, even as the burgers and ribs were done and piled on plates. The food was mouthwatering...the scented smoke spreading across the poolside. Several cold winecoolers and importedand domestic beers were passed around.

I decided to dutifully fix my husband a plate since he was the one doing the barbequeing on the grill. I actually felt sorry for him as the smoke sometimes blew back into his face, making his eyes water. Suddenly I looked up and saw the black stud approaching our side of the pool...

Suddenly I spilled Carls beer all over the table, some of it splashing on his plate...why did this black man have such an effect on me ? Not to mention the other wives, was it because of his big muscles ? Like any other female, I liked guys with nice buffed male bodies or was it his aura of confidance and swagger ?

Oh no please don't come over to me...
 
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There was several nice looking white babes in bathing attire on the other side of the pool. Yeah, I already had my married blonde sex toy, Sharon, but as far as I am concerned I could control the all white, until now, rich ass country club ladies and have em begging for my big black cock. One of em stood out above the others, a gorgeous blonde trophy in a pink bikini. It was going to be my pleasure to break down her barriers and make her sweet ass a slave to my big black cock. Just take Sharon for example, married to this rich but lame white boy with a little dick. He knows his place and shows respect for his superior black master. He pays me reparations, wears female panties, and does not dare protest. He goes along with the flow. Otherwise he'd get a slapdown, ya know what I'm saying ?

It was time to introduce myself.

And those ribs smelled way too good.

Strolling across to the other side of the pool I walked over to the beautiful blonde wife, the object of my desire. Staring directly into her eyes I smiled down at her. " Pleased to meet you, my name is Jamal. What's your name ? "
 
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All this black guy did waas introduce himself to me and suddenly I was at a loss of words like a silly schoolgirl...

" Oh....my name is...my name is Isabelle Montgomery. Welcome to our little ol' club, would you'all like something to eat ? " I said, regaining my composure. not knowing what else to do I offered my hand. It felt so very small compared to his strong one.

The way he was looking at me made me feel naked...he totally undressed me with his bold eyes.
 
"...would you 'all like something to eat ? " the gorgeous blonde wife asked.

" Yes those ribs smell good. I can't resist. I wouldn't mind if you make me a plate. " I suggested. The ladies all rushed to preparing me a plate with all the fixings. Meanwhile the lame ass white boys just stood there like they were in shock. If I had to guess all these passive white husbands had small little dicks and couldn't please their wives.

" Why don't you invite your friend, she may be hungary. Oh, and by the way my name is Tasha. " a classy brunette invited, handing me a cold beer.

" Hey Sharon get your lilly white ass over here and get something to eat. " I ordered. Everyone watched as she crossed the pool area unsteadily in her heels. The blonde bimbo wasn't wasted just saddle sore.

" Oh this looks so healthy...just look at all this fruit baby ! '' she exclaimed, feeding me a strawberry dipped in whipped cream. It dripped onto my massive chest and she giggled, licking it off with her tongue.

Tasha handed me a paper plate piled high with ribs and fixings, a strange look on her pretty face.
 
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The big black guy strolled over to my wife out of all the other wives. Well she is by far the best looking, I reasoned. Still I felt very uneasy. The guy was a brute. All the wives began to fawn over him offering him a plate full of our food.

" I don't remember anyone inviting him over to eat with us. " Brian said to me in a low voice, not wanting to be overheard.

I ignored it, certainly not wanting to be the one to protest an uninvited guest. Looking up from the grill I saw that the black guy had invited his white married girlfriend over to join us. In spite of her heels she managed to stumble over.

" God, she can barely walk. " Allen mumbled, " It would be nice if she combed her hair once she went out in public. "

My attention wasn't directed at her but at my beautiful blonde wife who seemed to be under the black guy's spell as well as the all the other wives were. I felt a sudden sense of dread. Meanwhile his bold intense gaze focused on Isabelle, she was the center of attention. I couldn't hear what they were saying but suddenly my wife took his muscled arm on headed in my direction.
 
I have to admit I was very flattered when this handsome young black hunk came over to me and introduced himself. The other wives were envious, I think because he approached me. Of course Tasha, the little slut, tried to intervene and steal the spotlight, throwing herself all over him and fixing a plate for him. To my surprise he sort of ignored the sassy brunette and gave me his undivided attention.

Jamal was so very charming, not to mention his confident attitude. I hardly noticed that Tasha had gave him a plate piled high with ribs and stuff. Regaining my composure after making small talk I took him over to introduce him to my husband.

" Oh honey I would like you to meet the newest member of our country club, Jamal . This is my hubby Carl, our cook. " I gushed...

Jamal nodded, chewing his food and squeezed my husband's hand. Carl actually winced when they shook hands because of Jamal's powerful grip. He was so much bigger than poor Carl and all of the rest of our hubbies.
 
I squeezed the future puny white cucks hand enjoying the way he winced when we were introduced.

" So you're the lucky guy who is married to the most gorgeous hot blonde babe here at this country club ? If I was you, I would keep her away from guy's like me, if you know what I mean. " I smirked.

Her lame white husband just grinned and nodded his head, like he knew what I meant. He was lucky I didn't crush his dainty hand and force him to his knees in front of his wife and friends. He knew that there was a new man in town now. In fact by the week was over I would have all these sweet white wives knocking on my door wanting to ride my big black dick. Damn by time the week was over these white boys would be paying reparations to me.
 
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