Dark Meat, Part 2: Competition

Our hero enjoys a week of brutal pleasure with his latest acquisitions, allowing them to compete for his favor. Beware, this story includes racial degradation.

The return to Jeff island retreat was a bit of a spectacle. The jet landed at the airstrip on the north side of the island, and the eight slaves were divided amongst electric utility vehicles and driven to the main house on the south side. Once offloaded, they were chained into a coffle line, a chain running through their collars, and marched through the pool area and the house.

The current harem girls, Puta, Concha, Jade, Whore and Slut, stared. Suzy glanced up from a magazine she was reading, smirked, and then went back to her fashion mag. The servants out and about did their best to ignore the line of naked, chained black slave girls.

“Look around, slaves”, Jeff intoned. He pointed at the harem girls, lounging around the pool area, waited upon by the servants. “Those girls pleased me best. Those who serve them not as well.” He turned to glare at the line of slaves. “Those who displeased me, you will learn their fates as well.”

The line continued moving. Where the jungle came down from the central hills and met the beach, an outdoor pavilion of sorts had been constructed. It was covered with, with 8 large stakes set in the ground.

One at a time, each of the girls was released from the coffle and then chained to one of the stakes, which formed a semicircle facing inwards.

Two large chairs were set up with a table between them, facing the string of slaves. Finally, a pair of posts with chains hanging from them stood in the middle of the pavilion, where the chained girls and whoever was sitting in the chairs could watch.

The girls were left there for the rest of the day under the watchful eyes of two guards. They were fed and watered at intervals. The chains were about five feet long, and to relieve themselves they were forced to squat under the trees. They remained outside in the night, huddling in pairs as the chains allowed to keep warm. In the morning, they were given buckets of water and sponges to wash themselves.

Around midmorning, Jeff came to the pavilion with Suzy. She was dressed in a colorful skirt and blouse, he in white linen shorts and shirt, with a sort of whip curled on his hip. With them were two serving girls, one Asian and one Latina, wearing matching outfits that left their breast almost hanging out and their asses barely covered.

After getting settled in, the servants pouring mimosas for their betters, Jeff walked over to where Regine sat on the ground. He took a key from his pocket and released her from her pole. He pointed to the two poles in the center. Uncertainly, she stood and walked to it.

It was obvious what the pole was for, especially given the whip on Jeff’s hip. Nonetheless, Regine stood and meekly raised her arms for him to chain her, spreading her legs wide so her ankles could be bound as well. She was frightened, but determined not to fail now.

Standing behind her, Jeff whispered into her ear. “You have done well so far, my sweet nigger. Don’t fail me now.”

Walking to stand in front of the watching slaves, Jeff announced, “This black bitch is not being punished.
What I am about to do is something I enjoy.”

The first time the whip cracked on her skin, Regine let out a gasp of pain. Jeff took his time, relishing his work, his cock growing noticeably hard in his pants. Moving from body part to body part, he covered her body in welts. None broke the skin. The whip was designed to prevent that, and Jeff did not use the full force of his arm. Nonetheless, the girl wept as she was whipped, and many of the girls joined her in crying.

When he had enjoyed himself enough, Jeff released the girl, who collapsed onto the ground. He did not give her much respite. With her face and chest still in the dirt, he pulled her hips up. He pulled out his cock, and used some lube from his pocket to prepare his cock for the next part.

The girl shrieked as he forced himself into her ass. Clawing at the dirt, she continued to cry out as he sodomized her, enjoying both the feeling of her clenched anus and her screams of pain. Still, she did not resist.

“You want me to stop, nigger?”, he barked at her.

“N.n.n.NO, Massa!” she managed to get out.

He did not make her suffer too long. This was as much a demonstration for the others as it was an exercise in pleasure for him. He pulled out, squatted over her back, and shot his load down onto her upturned cheek and hair.

With that, he put his dick back in his pants and helped the girl, who shook in pain, shame, and fear, to her feet. “You did well, slave. I am going to name you Diamond.” He led Diamond back to the house, followed by Suzy and the servants, leaving the remaining seven girls to wonder what was next.

The next morning, the slaves were awakened at dawn. Instead of buckets to wash themselves, they were put back on the coffle line and led to the water, where they could wash themselves. When they returned, their owner was in his chair, accompanied by Suzy.

Diamond was also there. The slaves had no idea how she had spent the rest of the prior day and night, but she seemed content enough, despite the angry welts covering her body. Her hair had been neatly trimmed, and she sported a collection of diamond studs in her ears, nipples, and belly button, all five a full carat. She knelt, nude, by Jeff’s chair.

Once the girls had been chained back to their posts, Jeff stood. “Good morning”, he said, cheerfully. “Who would like to be next?”

None of the girls raised a hand, which surprised Jeff. Sure, getting whipped and raped in the ass was no fun, but he had expected one of them to see Diamond and decide to follow her example. With no volunteers, he asked Suzy to pick one.

Suzy had a good eye for the ones who would resist. She pointed to one of the girls in the midrange of age and height, perhaps 15 years old. Jeff walked over with the key to unchain her.

The girl resisted. Screaming and fighting like a wildcat, Jeff finally ordered his guards to grab her and chain her to the poles.

“It looks like we have our first volunteer to serve my men instead”, he told the other six, most of whom were crying by this point.

Once again, Jeff leisurely whipped his victim, this time taking extra care to make sure he maximized pain. He had left Diamond’s nipples alone, but for this slut, he made a point of cracking the leather thongs across them. Her pussy got some abuse as well, and by the time he was done, she could scream no more.

Unchained, she dropped to the ground. She struggled feebly when he took her like a dog, but she was physically spent. Jeff raped her pussy first, then her ass. Finally, he pulled her to a sitting position. Her lips hung open, and she was past resisting when he used her mouth before cumming inside it. She did not swallow, the jizz drooling out with his spit.

Finished, Jeff led the procession back to the house, and the two guards chained the girl to the whipping posts. The seven girls were left there until nightfall, given no food or drink as the day grew hot and humid.
The sun was just beginning to set when servants began setting up a barbecue. Two picnic tables were assembled, and a large grill wheel out. Steaks were grilled for Jeff, Suzy, and a dozen men. Suzy and Jeff ate at a small table, while Jeff fed Diamond bits of meat as she knelt beside him like a dog.

The six slaves still chained to the outer poles were served fried chicken and watermelon. The symbolism was completely lose on them, and they tore into the food hungrily. The girl on the whipping poles had nothing.

Once the dinner was done and cleared away, the rest of the day’s lesson commenced.

The girl in the middle had recovered somewhat, but her spirit was broken. While the men had eaten, a pair of servants had bathed the girl with sponges, cleaning away the filth that had accumulated on the ground around her during the day.

The twelve men, half Russian and half Hispanic mercenaries, surrounded the girl. While the other six watched in horror, the took her two, three, even four at a time. The girl struggled and screamed, at least when her mouth was not full of cock.

Suzy, for her part, leaned back in her chair and masturbated. Diamond sucked her master’s cock until she was rewarded with a mouthful of cum. Then she scooted over to lap at Suzy’s pussy while the entertainment continued.

It went on for more than an hour. When each man had had enough, he dumped his load wherever he wanted, and some waited to recover for a second turn, drinking beers or vodka and cheering their fellows on. The girl was oozing from all three of her holes and her body was covered with welts from the morning from the morning’s whipping and streaked with cum from the evening’s gang rape. None of the men wanted to carry her like that, so two servants got a wheel barrow, loaded the catatonic girl into it, and the men wheeled her off to the nearby barracks.

Jeff, Suzy and Diamond had already left by this time. Servants cleaned up the mess from the party, and the six remaining girls were left chained in the dark to await their fate.

For the next five days, a slightly different process repeated itself. Jeff would ask for a volunteer to be next, and eventually one would raise her hand, hoping to end up like Diamond and not the second girl. Jeff would use her mouth and then have the girl crawl to the whipping post. After the whipping, Jeff fucked her until he was done.

None of the girls resisted. When he was done with the third girl, she was chained to a pole apart from the remaining five. When he was done with the fourth girl, whom he enjoyed more, she took the prior girl’s place and the latter was sent to the house to become a maid.

Girl five took girl four’s place, and four was sent to be a server, since Jeff liked the busty ones for that role and she had the largest set of those who remained. Girl six was pretty dull, so five stayed and six joined three as a maid.

With only two remaining, girl seven showed initiative. The brightest of the bunch, she had figured it out. Jeff clearly wanted at least one more ‘toy’. It seemed a humiliating station in life, based on her observation of Diamond, but she also recalled the Latinas and Asians by the pool. That seemed better than being a maid or serving girl.

She definitely did not want to end up like the second girl, but something told her someone would. Most likely, she guessed, the last girl remaining.

So when a volunteer was asked for, she raised her hand immediately, almost eagerly.

The other girls had sucked Massa’s cock with various degrees of enthusiasm. Seven decided to exceed them in eagerness, and was certain he noticed. When it was time to be whipped, she surprised him again.

“Massa, can I serve the missus first?”

The girl had no idea how to eat pussy, but she gave it her best. Suzy enjoyed it, while Diamond looked on with an almost jealous look on her face. Jeff noticed that look as well.

When Suzy was satisfied with her efforts, seven crawled over to be whipped. In a surprise to everyone, Jeff had Diamond administer it. Diamond did not disappoint, and by the time Jeff called an end to it seven was seriously questioning the wisdom of volunteering.

Jeff changed it up again when he fucked seven. Taking her doggy style as he had the rest, he had Diamond lay on the ground while seven lapped at her pussy. When he was done sampling seven’s cunt and ass, they two black slaves shared his load.

Zipping up, Jeff looked at seven. “Your name will be Toy”, he told her. “Diamond, show your sister her new home.”

Eight was confused when the servants led five away to be another maid. She did not have long to wonder, though. She had never volunteered, so she got the only remaining position. A trio of guards came for her, and she screamed as she was carried off to join the other fuckmeat.