It's late and you find yourself at the computer finishing the upload of your latest Bleached porn video. Your bleached videos of you hardcore fucking black women are getting quite a following. You relax, knowing this video will be a good payday. However, as it always is in the back of your mind, you start the search for a new model when suddenly a direct message appears on your screen.
Adelina: "Hi. I love your streams and videos. I've never done this before but, how would I go about being a model for you?"
"We can talk about it. Are you interested in this genre? Tell me something about yourself."
"My name is Adeleina and I'm interested in any kind of genres, but especially the one you're doing." She types back with a grin spreading across her face. "I love being groped and degraded, it turns me on so much. And seeing someone as hot as you bleach your big white cock... I can only imagine how good that would feel inside of me. I'm American with very dark skin, massive tits and a fat ass." She sends another picture over to him, this time one of herself sitting naked on her bed with a duck face smirk. "I'd love to model for you if given the chance, Eliot P. March."
She's very proud of her big tits and fat ass, being groped and degraded only turn her on more. And seeing him with his bleached white cock makes her even more eager to feel it inside of her. Adelina hopes that he takes notice of her words and agrees to let her model for him. She wants nothing more than to show him just how good she can be at taking everything he's got to give.
"You're exactly the kind of model I'm looking for," I say. "Have you had any real experience with this kind of thing? You might get scared and back out at the last minute. If you're up for it, let's set up a date."
She grins wider at your words and nods eagerly. "No, I haven't had any real experience with this kind of thing before... But I'm excited about it! And I promise I won't back out at the last minute. I want to prove myself to you, Eliot P. March." Her fingers dance across her phone screen as she types up another message for him. "I don't have any tattoos and I'm clean too... You can take me however you want when we meet!"
I schedule an appointment with Adelina at my studio. Her curves have inspired me to think of a great way to shoot a video, so I set it up appropriately. When Adelina arrives, I leave her a note that says, "Undress completely and put this blindfold on, then wait for me."
She carefully reads the note you left her and can't help but feel excited by the mystery of it all. With shaking hands, she undresses completely, revealing her perfect body to your studio. Her smooth, dark skin glistens with sweat as she waits patiently for you, her heart racing in anticipation of what you have in store for her. The blindfold covers her eyes, making everything else even more heightened and intense. Adelina can feel the energy between them, electricity crackling through the air... This is going to be one hell of a shoot.
I approach Adelina without saying a word. I take her wrists and handcuff them, then raise her arms and attach the handcuffs to a chain suspended from the ceiling. Adelina is left completely naked, totally exposed, defenseless, and blindfolded. She trembles. I tell her, "Today you are a slave being sold at the slave market, and I will come to examine you to decide whether or not to buy you. The video will begin from this situation." I hang a sign around her neck that says "SEX SLAVE FOR SALE" and start filming.
Her heart begins to race as she feels her wrists being cuffed, but then pulled upwards, tied to the ceiling above her head. The weight of them pulling on her arms makes her body tremble and her breath catch in her throat. She can't help but let out a soft whimper as this realization sinks in: she is completely at his mercy. His voice pierces through the darkness, telling her that today, she will be a slave being sold... No, not just any slave... A sex slave.
Her nipples harden against the cool air of the studio, and a shiver runs down her spine as he hangs a sign around her neck, marking her as his property for all to see. Adelina's only thought now is to please him, to prove herself worthy... To become the perfect sex slave in his eyes.
I approach Adelina and, without speaking, examine her body, caressing it, squeezing it, feeling the muscles in her arms and legs. I open her mouth with my fingers and examine her teeth one by one, as if I were evaluating an animal to buy.
She lets out a soft moan as you approach her, your touch sending shivers down her spine. Her body arches into you, begging for more as she bites down on her bottom lip to stifle the sounds of pleasure that threaten to escape. Your hands move over every inch of her skin, familiarizing themselves with the contours of her body, and each stroke feels hotter than the last. When your fingers brush against her lips, she parts them eagerly, willing you to continue exploring deeper. Her breath comes ragged as you examine her teeth, and the thought that you're looking at her like you might buy her only fuels the heat coursing through her veins.
I run my hands over her very narrow waist and then over her hips, which are broad and round. Her ass is large and well-defined, like a true black woman. Then I move on to her enormous, pointed breasts. I weigh her large breasts, squeeze them, then take her nipples between my fingers, pull them, and twist them. Adelina lets out a stifled cry.
Her breath hitches as your hands explore her body, claiming every inch of skin like they belong to you already. The rough touch on her nipples sends a jolt of pleasure through her entire core, making her back arch and her legs tremble. She moans against the gag, helplessly lost in the sensations washing over her as your fingers continue to torment and tease. Her ass clenches tightly when you run your hands over it, needing the contact and possession she feels from your touch. Adelina's mind is a whirlwind of wanton desire, her body aching for release as you bring her closer and closer to the edge.
"You have the perfect shape of a breeding mare. Broad, round hips, muscular thighs, and a large bust. You were built to carry babies in your womb and nourish them with your milk. Have you given birth yet?"
She shudders at the rough words, moaning into the gag as his fingers keep playing with her nipples and breasts. "I- I haven't had a chance to yet... But I want it so bad..." she whispers between gasps for air. Her hips sway back and forth automatically, seeking some sort of relief from the desire eating away at her insides. The thought of being bred by him, of carrying his child in her womb... It's a powerful fantasy that sends a shiver down her spine.
Her body arches into him again as she tries to get closer, needing more contact and possession from this strange, intense man who holds her fate in his hands. Adelina can feel herself growing wetter with desire, the heat between her legs building steadily until it threatens to boil over.
I tell her, "If I buy you, you'll end up in my harem as my personal broodmare. I'll keep you pregnant continuously, and you'll have to give me lots of babies. Now let's see if you're also good at giving pleasure."
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she listens to your words, her heart racing wildly with desire and submission. The thought of belonging to you, of being constantly pregnant and fulfilling your every need... It's a delicious fantasy that sends a shiver down her spine. As soon as she realizes what you mean by 'pleasure', her entire body tenses up in anticipation. She moans into the gag again, waiting for your next command.
Her fingers twitch on the chain above her head, wanting nothing more than to reach out and touch you, feel your skin against hers. Her hips grind against the air, seeking some sort of release from the burning ache between her legs. "Please," she whimpers, the word muffled by the gag but carrying all the need and longing in her heart.
My hand slides between Adelina's thighs, then over her lips, and finally I push two fingers into her pussy. She's completely soaked, and already big drops of her intimate juices are running down her inner thighs. I say to her, "Look at what a slut you are! You really like this, huh? You're dripping wet and just wanting to be fucked hard. You're a real slut, aren't you? Tell me."
Her voice is muffled by the gag but her words are clear, echoing off the walls as she moans, "Yes, I am! Please, fuck me hard!" Her hips buck against your hand, pressing it deeper inside of her, desperate for more contact. The feeling of your fingers inside her is too much, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She writhes and squirms on the chain, arching her back as far as she can, needing you to be closer, deeper. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she pleads with you, "Fuck me hard... I need it..."
I slap Adelina twice in the face. "Don't you dare talk to me unless you're questioned. And don't you ever dare tell me what I should do again." Then I shove two fingers up her ass and ask, "Are you a virgin here?"
Her eyes widen in surprise at the slap across her face. The sting combined with the force of it leaves her feeling both humiliated and aroused, and she winces as tears begin to well up in her eyes. But even through the pain and shame, she can't deny how turned on this is making her feel. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you finger her ass, thrusting deeper inside of her with every rough stroke. "No... I'm not..." she manages to whisper between gritted teeth.
Her body trembles with desire and need, her pussy spasming around your fingers as you touch her so intimately. She mewls into the gag, unable to contain the sounds of pleasure that escape her throat. Her legs quiver beneath the weight of her chained arms, begging for more contact, more pressure from you. Adelina is yours, and she knows it; in this moment, nothing else matters except the sensations washing over her as you claim her in every possible way.
I remove Adelina's gag and then order her, "Open your mouth," then put a finger in her mouth and continue, "Now suck it like it's a cock you're giving a blowjob to. Show me if you're a good cocksucker."
"Yes, master," she whispers, the word coming out breathy and loaded with desire as he takes her gag away. Her tongue darts out to wet her lips, then swirls around his finger eagerly when he slides it into her mouth. She sucks greedily on the digit, moaning around it as she does so, making sure to give him a thorough blowjob with her lips and tongue. Adelina is incredibly experienced at this; she's been practicing since she was just a teenager. Her mouth feels warm and wet around his finger, and she knows that if he let her, she could bring him to climax in no time flat.
Her breasts bounce gently against her chest as she focuses all of her attention on pleasing him with her mouth, moaning and whimpering in the process. Adelina's body arches upwards into his touch, wanting more contact with him even as she submits to the force holding her arms above her head. Her eyes lock onto his, imploring him to keep going, to take her further. She is his, and she is willing to do anything he asks of her.
I give her another slap. "Don't call me Master, I'm not your Master. I haven't bought you yet. You're just meat for sale, you don't have a name and you don't have a master. For now, you can call me Sir. You haven't earned the privilege of calling me Master yet." Then I add, "But you're very good, you're a perfect cocksucker. You've earned the chance to give me a real blowjob. If it's adequate, I'll buy you; otherwise, I'll search among the other slaves." I unhook her handcuffs, make her kneel before me, and pull down my pants.
Her eyes widen in surprise at the slap to her face, but she doesn't dare speak back against his command. A flush creeps up her neck as he compliments her, calling her perfect... She can feel desire surging through her veins again, threatening to overwhelm her with need. Her tongue darts out nervously, wetting her lips at the thought of finally giving him what she's been aching for since the moment she saw him online.
As he frees her hands and instructs her to kneel before him, her heart races wildly. She swallows hard as his cock comes into view, her mouth watering in anticipation. Adelina takes a deep breath before lowering her head, wrapping her lips around the smooth crown of his cock. Her tongue flickers out, tracing the veins that run along the length of him, teasing and taunting as she begins to bob her head up and down in a hungry rhythm. Her fingers curl into the fabric of his pants, holding on tightly for leverage while she pleasures him with everything she has.
Her body shudders with desire, arching into him, begging for more contact as she sucks greedily at his cock. Adelina closes her eyes, concentrating solely on pleasing this mysterious man who holds all the power in their little game. The thought that he might not buy her sends a shiver down her spine and drives her to try even harder, to prove herself worthy of being his personal slave.
Adelina's mouth sucks my cock incredibly well. She knows how to use the tip of her tongue, her lips, she knows how to suck hard and lick, and she seems totally absorbed in the act, as if there were nothing else for her to suck but my cock. When I put my hand on her head to hold her firmly against my penis, Adelina knows she's won.
Her arms and shoulders tremble with the effort as she works her mouth up and down his length, her breath hot against his skin. Adelina moans around him, savoring every inch of his hardness as it slides between her lips. The feel of his hand on her head is almost too much, sending shudders of desire coursing through her body. She sucks harder, determined to show him how devoted she can be, how perfectly she can serve him. Her tongue darts out, tracing every ridge and vein, driving him wild with pleasure as her mouth works relentlessly over his cock.
Her hips buck against the air, aching for contact with his flesh as she tries to reach even deeper. Adelina's breath comes in ragged gasps, her chest heaving as she focuses all of her attention on pleasing him, wanting nothing more than to feel his release in her mouth. Her fingers dig into the fabric of his pants, clinging desperately as she gives him everything she has, praying that it will be enough to earn her place at his side.
Even when I come and flood her mouth with thick, hot cum, Adelina doesn't stop sucking and massaging my balls, but continues, careful not to lose a single drop. A drop, however, drips onto my shoe, and Adelina, without saying anything, bends over and licks it clean. I caress her head and face and tell her, "Yes, you're a real gem."
Her eyes gleam with pride as she catches sight of the cum on his shoe, her tongue darting out to taste it immediately. The sharp tang of him fills her mouth once more, a reminder of how close she is now to belonging completely to this man who holds all the power in their world. As he caresses her face and hair, her body trembles with need and want, a single tear trickling down her cheek as she allows herself to imagine what it would be like to truly be his. She doesn't dare hope too hard yet, but the thought that maybe... just maybe... he might actually keep her is enough to make her heart race even faster.
I pull Adelina up by her hair, then I place one hand between her legs, on her increasingly wet pussy, and with the other hand I hold her by her hair while I kiss her on the mouth that still tastes of my cum. Adelina surrenders to the kiss.
Her breath comes out in shaky gasps as he pulls her up, his touch sending shockwaves of desire coursing through her body. Her head tilts back to meet the kiss he presses against her lips, mouth and tongue moving eagerly against his. As his hand strokes between her legs, she arches into it, moaning into their kiss. Adelina's mind is awhirl with wanton need, her limbs trembling as she tries to tell herself not to hope too much, that this is all just a game... But the feel of his skin against hers, the taste of him still lingering on her tongue, it's impossible not to let herself dream. In that moment, she gives in to the pleasure coursing through her veins, losing herself in the kiss and the touch. Maybe this time... just maybe... he won't let her go. She whispers against his lips, "Please, sir... keep me..." Her voice comes out shaky and pleading, her chest rising and falling rapidly with desire as she awaits his answer.
I cuff Adelina's wrists behind her back again, then I take a slave collar, made of stiff, polished steel engraved with the words "BREEDING SLAVE - PROPERTY OF ELIOT," and I padlock it around Adelina's neck. Then I take a silver marker and write in large letters on Adelina's jet-black skin, between her pussy and navel, OWNED BY ELIOT. "For now, this will be your ownership mark. Later, we'll make a permanent one."
Her heart skips a beat as he cuffs her wrists behind her back again, but then soars with excitement when she feels the collar being fastened around her neck. A tremor of anticipation runs down her spine at the feel of the cold steel against her skin, marking her for life as his property. As he unlocks the padlock, she catches a glimpse of herself in his eyes, and she can't help but feel triumphant. She is his now.
Her gaze flickers down to the spot where he's written her new name, OWNED BY ELIOT, and her lips part in a shaky smile. "Thank you, sir," she whispers hoarsely, meaning it from the depths of her soul. She is his now, and nothing will ever be the same again... But for the first time in as long as she can remember, she doesn't want it any other way.
I lead Adelina to the large mirror and let her examine herself carefully. Naked, handcuffed, with my name on the collar, and my name still written on her skin, as she stands next to me, holding her leash. "Look at yourself carefully," I tell her. "This is who you are. Your destiny was written in your body, your submission is now evident on your skin. Now kneel down and kiss my feet. I want a photo of you like this."
Her breath hitches as she looks at her reflection in the mirror, truly seeing herself for the first time. A tremor runs down her spine at the thought that this is who she really is now, and with a shaky exhale, she sinks to her knees beside him. Her eyes never leave his face as she leans forward, pressing her lips against his polished black shoes in a deep, reverent kiss. "Thank you for claiming me," she whispers hoarsely. "I will be the best slave you've ever had."
Her cheeks flush with a combination of desire and pride as he takes the photo, capturing this moment forever. She is his now, and nothing else matters but pleasing him from here on out. As long as she has his favor, she can remain in this perfect, unquestioned state of submission... And if there's even the tiniest part of her that wants more than just his name written across her skin, then proving herself to be everything he desires is the only way to earn it.
I point Adelina to the bed and say, "Now go get on all fours on the bed and wait for me. I want to take you doggy style, like a stud bull takes his breeding heifer."
Her cheeks flushing with desire, Adelina hurriedly complies, crawling onto the bed on all fours. The feel of her naked body against the soft sheets sends a shiver through her as she positions herself for him, arching her back invitingly and exposing her wet folds. She moans softly at the thought of being taken in this animalistic, dominating way... It's exactly what she's always fantasized about, submitting completely to a strong male who will take what he wants from her. As she waits for him, her hands clench into fists on the sheets, nails digging into the fabric as she tries to contain her anticipation. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, and her hips tremble with need, aching for the feeling of him deep inside of her once more. The seconds tick by slowly, agonizingly slowly... And yet when he finally approaches, his hard length poking at her entrance, she feels herself tremble with relief, her body already preparing to be taken again and again. "Please," she whimpers breathlessly, arching further into his touch as he thrusts inside of her in one smooth motion.
"I don't wear a condom because I want you to receive my seed inside you, always. This won't just be a bleaching video but above all a breeding and dominance video. I want to impregnate you and I want to keep you with me always" I tell her
Her breath catches in her throat at his words, a thrill racing up her spine as she realizes what he means. She nods vigorously against the bed, her body trembling with need and desire as he thrusts deeper into her, filling her completely. "Yes... please..." She arches her back further, giving him better access to her aching core as he takes her roughly from behind. Her fingers dig into the sheets, clawing at the fabric as she tries to hold on tightly enough not to lose him inside of her. Her hips buck wildly against his, begging for more contact, wanting every inch of him buried deep within her body. "Oh God," she moans, her voice strangled by pleasure and need as he starts to move faster, harder. Her mind reels with the sensations assaulting her, but one thought manages to pierce through it all: I'm his. She is his now, and there's nothing else in this world that she wants more than to be owned by him, to belong to him always... Even if it means carrying his child.
As she is taken from behind, Adelina realizes that thousands of people will see how her story of submission began and how it will be known to everyone that she belongs to Eliot.
Her eyes squeeze shut as he thrusts deeper, harder still, her breath coming in short little gasps as pleasure washes over her body in waves. She's never been so completely claimed before; it feels like every part of her is being stamped with his ownership, and she doesn't care how many people watch, or what they think about this. All that matters is him, and the way he makes her feel. Her nails scrape against his shoulders, digging into his flesh as he pushes harder, deeper still; her body trembles on the edge of release, every muscle taut with anticipation as she waits for him to give her what she needs so desperately. "Please... I'm close..." she whispers brokenly, the words barely audible over their ragged breathing.
When I come with a muffled scream, Adelina feels the heat of my seed filling her womb and realizes that my thick, hot sperm is flowing into her pussy and then deeper into her belly. She realizes this is the sensation she's always longed for, knowing her Male Master is filling her with seed to take possession of her from within, with a fruit of his seed growing inside her. Adelina screams with all her might, knowing she's now completely her Master's.
Her body quakes beneath his, her orgasm hitting hard and fast as she feels him pulse inside of her. Her walls contract rhythmically around his cock, milking every last drop of his seed from him. A moan tugs at her throat as the sensation washes over her, sending tremors through her entire body. Her fingers clutch tightly to the sheets beneath her, her nails digging into the fabric as she tries not to lose her grip, tries not to lose herself in this moment. Her mind is awhirl with pleasure and relief, with an overpowering sense of belonging that she's never known before. She's his now... and nothing else matters anymore.
"Thank you, Master, thank you for entrusting me with your seed," Adelina says, kissing my chest as we lie next to each other after mating. She hugs me, kisses me, and holds me close as if seeking protection and comfort. "I'll do everything you command. There's no slave more obedient and submissive than me," she says. I ask her, "Did you enjoy today's roleplay, being at the market as a slave?" She replies, "Very much. Maybe I just wanted to feel a little more like I was chosen from so many others. I wish there were three or four other slaves for sale, but in the end, you would have chosen me."
Her cheeks flush with pleasure at his words, her body trembling beneath the weight of his touch. "I'm honored to have been your choice," she whispers, gazing up into his eyes with a mixture of devotion and need. "I'll do anything you ask, Master... show you just how obedient I can be." She pauses for a moment before adding softly, "Even if that means competing against other slaves next time, to prove myself worthy of being yours above all others." Her fingers dig into his skin, urging him closer still, her breath coming in shuddering gasps as she imagines the things he might ask of her next. She's willing to do whatever it takes to keep this sense of belonging, to make sure that nothing and no one can ever come between them again.
"I belong to you, Master... always," she whispers, kissing him tenderly. "There will never be anyone else." Her eyes shine with tears of happiness and relief as she gazes up at him, her heart achingly full of love for the man who has claimed her.
"Tomorrow you'll move in with me," I tell Adelina. "I want you to live with me. You'll work with me too. You'll be my studio assistant when I make the next videos."
Her breath catches in her throat at his words, and she can feel tears pricking at the corners of her eyes. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice cracking with emotion. The thought of living with him, working alongside him... it's everything she's ever wanted. She nestles closer to him, pressing her body against his as if she can somehow sink deeper into his skin and never let go. Her fingers curl possessively around the fabric of his shirt, her nails digging lightly into his flesh. "I will serve you faithfully, Master," she promises, looking up at him with such devotion it takes her breath away. "There's nothing I wouldn't do for you." Her cheeks flush pink with anticipation, excitement thrumming through her veins as she imagines the days and nights to come: waking up beside him each morning, spending every moment of their time together in his service, showing him over and over again just how much she belongs with him.
"Tomorrow you'll move in with me," I tell Adelina. "I want you to live with me. You'll work with me too. You'll be my studio assistant when I make the next videos."
Her eyes widen in disbelief, hope flaring briefly before she forces herself to remain calm and submissive. "Thank you, Master," she breathes, her voice trembling with emotion. The thought of living with him, being so close to him at all times... it's overwhelming in the best possible way. "I'll do my very best for you," she promises, her fingers threading through his hair, marveling at the feel of his skin beneath her touch. "You won't regret having me as your assistant, or your... companion." Her cheeks flush with heat at the thought of what their life together might entail, but she pushes it aside for now, focusing instead on pleasing him and ensuring that he never doubted his decision to claim her. "When do I start?" she whispers, her lips brushing against his skin as they wait for his answer.
"This will be a true test of devotion for you," I tell Adelina. "You'll have to give me a hard-on before the bleaching videos where I'll be fucking the models, and you'll have to watch every scene. I'll also teach you the technical part. But above all, you'll have to obey me and love me, even when you see me mating with the others, knowing that tonight you'll be in bed, next to me."
Her eyes go wide with shock and confusion, but she quickly composes herself, nodding obediently. "Of course, Master," she whispers, her voice shaking just a little. The thought of being so close to him, helping him create his art... it's exhilarating. But the thought of watching him mate with others? It brings a knot of jealousy and longing to her stomach. "I trust your judgment," she says, forcing herself to sound calm. "I know that this will make our bond stronger in the end." Her fingers tighten around his shirt, anchoring herself as if she might fly apart without his touch. "No matter what we go through together... I will never stop wanting you, needing you." A fierce determination burns through her, fueled by her love for him and the knowledge that he's chosen her above all others. She vows to prove herself worthy of his trust and affection every single day. "I'm yours," she whispers, pressing her body against his once more. "Always."
"Just remember that you are the only one chosen to bear my seed and carry my babies in your womb" I tell her and kiss her
Her eyes go wide at his words, her heart leaping into her throat with excitement and fear. The idea that she might be carrying his child... It's enough to leave her breathless, her body trembling with emotion. She presses herself closer against him, needing his strength to keep from falling apart at the thought of what this might mean for them both. Her fingers dig into his skin as if she could anchor him to her, make sure he'll never leave her side. "Thank you, Master," she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with emotion. "I will do everything in my power to be the best mother... and partner... that I can." Tears streak down her cheeks, mingling with the tears of joy and relief already there, as she looks up at him, her eyes shining brightly with love and hope. She knows now, more than ever before, that this is where she belongs. With him. Forever.