The Massage

The Massage

By igor

Tom finished getting ready. In a few minutes the escort he had hiredfor his body rub would arrive. Tom treated himself to a nice massageevery few months or so. Unfortunately, the service he usually calledhad shut down so he had reluctantly called another one. They hadirritated him a lot already. They were more expensive, and lessaccommodating. Tom had called 3 days ago to confirm the appointment,and was told that a Ramona would be taking care of him.
As soon as heheard this name he asked if the lady was black. Tom had always beenrather prejudiced and particularly didn’t like black women. They werealways strong willed and tended to intimidate him. He didn’t want toreally be around them, let alone, touched by one. The service had told him that Ramona was black and asked if it would bea problem. Tom remembers explaining rather bluntly that "Hell, yeah.I don’t want some black bitch touching me."
The service took note andsaid it would send another girl. Still, he was irritated that he almosthad been booked with a black woman. Tom was in shorts. The massage service provided nude massages but thatwas it. Tom had often thought about offering more money for some extraattention, but had never bothered. He was very particular whom he was with. Tom was basically a clean freak. He liked his women verygroomed, submissive, and clean.
Finally he heard the knock at the door. She was 5 minutes late. Tomquickly opened the door. To Tom’s shock, there stood a totally gorgeousblack girl, maybe 26 years old. Her body looked almost perfect and wasvery shapely. She smiled slightly and said her name was Ramona and that she was here for the massage. Tom stopped admiring her shape and finally realized the mistake had notbeen corrected. He was about to say something but Ramona abruptly letherself in.
"Sorry, I’m late. I’ve had a fucked up day. I had to clean my houseall morning, mow the lawn, and run errands all day and the heat has justbeen sick. The ac in my car went out and the ac at the Karate studiowas out too. Then I get called and told that the girl they was supposedto send you was sick and that I had to fill in, so I didn’t even get achance to clean up. Sorry I look kind of ratty. My feet got reallyfilthy and nasty on that studio floor and I didn’t want to wear niceshoes and dirty them up, and all I had were these nasty old loafers." Tom was kind of set back by her talkativeness and the way she seemed toassume control over the room. "Um, do you want to clean up some?"
"No. Let’s just get going. You ordered a 1 hour full body, right." "Right. But.... "Good. Sorry the other girl got sick. You don’t have a problem withme taking care of you, do you? I mean, me being black." Tom swallowed. He was furious that the agency had sent Ramona after he told them how he felt, but he was intimidated by Ramona and didn’t wantto offend her. She looked very assertive and she obviously knew karate.He was trying to find a way to politely tell Ramona he wanted to pass onthe massage, but she just kept talking and pushing him along. "Um, no, there’s no problem, it’s just that...."
"Cool." With that, Ramona unrolled a beige mat on the floor and told Tom to layface down on it so they could begin. Tom hesitated. He felt rushed. He couldn’t think. He kept hoping that Ramona had not heard about hiscomments on the phone. Neah. She wouldn’t have come if she had.Besides, she was being fairly polite. Tom warily pulled off his shorts and then quickly lay face down on themat, with his head to one side and his arms down at his sides. He heard Ramona putting cream on her hands and warming it up. Dammit! hethought. How insulting that this woman was now going to touch himpretty much every where. She was beautiful, but still black, and shehad that annoying confidence about her.
And to top it all off, shewasn’t even clean. He was still repulsed about her mentioning how dirtyher feet were. How rude to talk openly of such an unpleasant image. Ramona knelt beside Tom and began to massage his back. Tom went overin his mind the things he was going to say to the agency after this humiliation was over. Tom was also mad at himself for being too chickento stand up to this woman and tell her that he was racist to her face.Tom tried to relax as Ramona worked on him. He could faintly smell theodor of sweat from her. She had been out most of the day it sounds, andhad no doubt worked up quite a sweat. After about 10 minutes, Ramona moved up by Tom’s head.
She knelt byhis head and leaned over his head and neck to do long strokes down hisspine. This was feeling good, Tom thought. He would try to close hiseyes and just forget about who was giving the massage. A few seconds later, Tom became aware that Ramona had slid her knees upsome, apparently as she worked further and further down his back. Herknees now straddled his head. A few seconds later, she moved up some more, lifting her knees up over his shoulders and laying them back downjust below his armpits, between his arms and torso, finally sitting onhis upper back as she made slow deep circles in the small of his back.Tom really felt uncomfortable. He knew he had paid for a sensuousmassage and that normally he would enjoy the girl’s ass on his back, butthe thought of any kind of intimacy with a black woman was unthinkable.
At least she was clothed. Tom closed his eyes and tried to relax again, even as he felt Ramonamove a bit further down his back. Tom then heard a small popping noisefollowed immediately by an incredibly intense odor. Tom opened hiseyes and saw that Ramona had slid far enough down his back that herfoot was at his face level. He saw her heel pop out of her rattylooking loafer for a second and then pop back in. This sent a puff ofwhat was probably the worst foot odor Tom had ever smelled right at hisface. Tom was shocked and disgusted. "Um, Ramona. Could you move your foot a little bit." Tom askedsheepishly. To Tom’s surprise, he watched as Ramona’s foot slid a couple inchescloser as she said, "
You mean like this." "NO." Tom replied with irritation, "I mean further away. And couldyou please stop popping your foot out of your shoe." "Sorry." said Ramona sarcastically. "But my feet are really hot. Ithelps to air them out. And beside, I’m working on your lower back, I need my feet there to stabilize me." Ramona started to get excited. She grabbed both of Tom’s wrists,lifted them up off the mat and placed them on his back, slowly runningher hands along each of his skinny arms to massage them. Tom turned hishead to face the other way, but there was Ramona’s other foot, heel popping also. Tom was getting really angry now.
He was not about tolay here and take whiffs of this woman’s smelly feet. Tom was alsostarting to get uncomfortable with the way Ramona had his arms pinnedbehind his back. The strokes felt good, but he just wasn’t veryflexible and it felt like she was restraining him. Just as Tom was about to call off the the rest of the massage, Ramonastarted,"So say Tom. Are you suuurre you don’t have anything againstblack women." Tom gulped. "Um. Yeah. I’m sure." " I don’t know Tom. I heard something about you." Ramona quietlypulled out her wrist restraints from her purse. "What are you talking about?" Tom was really worked up now. She was talking down to him. Ramona kept Tom’s arms pressed together in the middle of his back asshe rested the restraints on her thighs and got them ready. "I haven'tbeen totally honest with you Tom.
Do you remember when you called us 3 days ago." Ramona popped both of her heels out deliberately to send hima good puff of her foot odor. Tom smelled it. "Damn. Stop it. Yes I remember. What of it? Let meup. I’ve had it with your questions." Ramona squeaked with joy as she quickly velcroed the wrist restraintson Tom's wrists and clipped them together. "I was there Tom! I heardthe whole thing on the speaker phone!" Tom reeled with shock. She had just handcuffed him! "What theHell!! What are you doing?" "Teaching you a lesson you racist pig. You think your better than me,and I’m going to spend this WHOLE evening showing you your not!" Tom was in a panic.
"Ramona, I’m sorry. You don’t understand. I wasraised that way and...." "You ARE sorry. But not as sorry as your fixing to be, I can assureyou."With that. Ramona popped her heels out of her loafers and began towiggle her toes, slowly working the shoes off. Ramona was already wetbetween her legs with excitement. Tom looked in horror as he viewed Ramona’s naked heel. He could seethat it was nearly black with grime from all the barefoot work she haddone. "Ramona! Please!! Don’t take your shoes off!" "You afraid of smelling them Tom? Of smelling my hot dirty feet? Wellyou should be. I’ve been planning this punishment since you called 3days ago Tom. I haven’t washed my feet in 3 days, and I’ve beendeliberately going barefoot and wearing my hottest, smelliest, and dirtiest shoes. You can’t begin to imagine how bad they smell."
Tom shook as he watched Ramona slowly wiggle her feet out of hershoes. Ramona knew that anticipation was as bad as the actualpunishment, and she planned to make Tom watch as she very slowlybrought her feet closer and closer to his face. Tom trembled in panic as he viewed Ramona’s bare feet. Her sole wastotally grimy, and the pits of her toes and the arches of her feet wereshiny with a thick film of sweat. A blast of acrid warm odor thenengulfed him. "Oh God! " Tom thought.
They were so smelly. Then,without saying anything, Ramona leaned forward on her knees, lifting herfeet up away from Tom’s face. Tom saw her foot as it lifted up out ofhis sight and felt a brief tinge of relief. She was just trying toscare him, he thought. No woman would deliberately subject a man to thestench of her toes in such a disgusting condition. But then Ramonareached backwards with both of her hands and lifted his shoulderslightly off the mat.Tom then suddenly felt two moist warm feet beingslid under his armpits. Ramona inserted her feet between his upper armsand torso, then under his armpits and laid them on either side of hishead. She then released his shoulders, letting then come to rest just behind the backs of her ankles. She now had him pinned face down, withher ass on his upper back, his wrists tied together behind him, and herankles just past his armpits, with her two feet soles up on either sideof his head. Tom could almost taste his humiliation.
Helplessly he watched asRamona’s dirty barefoot slid closer and closer to his face. He turnedhis head over to the other side, but her other foot was sliding towardshim as well. Tom tried to jerk around and wiggle out from under Ramona,but she had him pinned down. "Oh no no. Your not going anywhere. That’s right Tom. You seethose? Those are my feet. My dirty nasty bare feet. And your going tosmell them Tom. I going to make you! I’m going to make you watch themslide right up to your face and them I’m going to make you smell everyinch of them, especially those 10 pretty toes of mine." Tom begged. "No! Ramona! I’m sorry. Please don’t do this! I can’thandle this!" "It’s too late Tom. No one can help you. I’ve got you here all formyself. And I’m going to take my time with you." Tom panicked as Ramona’s feet slid up to his face. The odor wasoverwhelming. Tom could feel the heat from Ramona’s 2 feet on eitherside of his head. Tom lifted his head slightly so he could turn hisface straight towards the mat and touch the tip of his nose to it in aneffort to keep his nose away from Ramona’s feet. Ramona looked over her shoulder at Tom’s desperate efforts to escapeher smelly feet. She had him now. Ramona slid her two feet up againstTom’s cheeks and slid her toes under his eyes. The smell was so intenseTom instinctively lifted his head up several inches now in order todistance himself. As soon as he did, however, Ramona slid her twofilthy bare feet together right where Tom’s face had been, and would noweventually go!
Tom cried "NOOOO!!!" in despair as he realized how he had just been setup. He realized Ramona did this deliberately so he would unwillinglyparticipate in getting her feet under his face. Tom strained to keephis head up, but his muscles soon got tired. Slowly but surely, his headbegan to lower back down towards Ramona’s waiting bare feet. Tom looked down into the terrible bowl of sweat and grime formed by thearches of Ramona’s dirty bare feet. His face was going to go there, andthere was nothing he could do. The smell was surging through his nose.Tom tried desperately to breathe through his mouth. * "Poor baby. Staring at those filthy feet. How embarrassing for you.I can’t imaging how humiliating it’s going to be to smell my feet andactually feel my foot sweat smear on your stupid face. Oh, and speakingof smelling." Ramona reached back and stuffed a smelly sock of hers into Tom’s mouthand put a piece of tape over it.
"I don’t want any of my fine foot odorgoing to waste in your mouth. Your going to take it all in through thatcute little nose." Tom was panting now. This couldn’t be happening. He was about to goface down into a black woman’s hot, sweaty, dirty bare feet. Tomcringed as his nose came to rest on the backs of Ramona’s heels. Hehated that line where the dark skin from the top of her feet ended andthe light skin of her soles began. It accented the sole of her foot,which he considered the most degrading. Helplessly Tom stared down the length of Ramona’s bare feet. Tom heardRamona giggle as she slightly wiggled her feet to get his face to startsliding down her soles. Tom jerked as he started to slide. The thickfilm of sweat on Ramona’s soles caused him to smoothly but very slowlyslide down her heel and toward the arch of her left foot.
Tom mumbled"NO" desperately through the tape. Ramona watched over her shoulder as her victim began his slide towardher disgustingly filthy toes. She knew her feet stunk and how awfullyhumiliating this was for Tom. Ramona made sure Tom’s slide down herfeet was good and slow. She wanted Tom to see her toes coming, and tothink about how awful they would smell. Besides, she really enjoyed thesensation of Tom’s nostrils pressing firmly on the sole of her foot. Tom didn’t know it, but know he was massaging her foot with his nose. Tom finally slid up onto the ball of Ramona’s left foot. Tom stareddown into the pits of her toes. Ramona let him stay there a bit,staring into the toes he was about to smell the full intensity of. Shecould hear him moaning and begging through the tape. She could justbarely make out, "Please, not your toes! Not your toes!" "That’s it sweetie. There they are. Try and stay conscious, becauseyou've got a long night ahead of you.
With that she arched her foot to send Tom, moaning and begging, into the pits of her sweaty toes. Tomsaw Ramona’s toes slowly sink in his view as his nose slid into her toegroove. Tom bucked and jerked violently from the intense pungency ofRamona’s toes. Ramona sat back a little bit now, rolling her tight assonto the back of Tom’s head so he could not lift his nose out of hertoes. Ramona’s pussy throbbed a she heard Tom’s desperate moans of agony asshe held him down in her toe groove. Ramona kept Tom’s head pressedfirmly into her toes. She knew the sweat between her toes would kind ofseal Tom in a small chamber consisting of nothing but the underside ofher toes and his nostrils. Ramona carefully moved Tom’s nose around inher toe groove. Usually she kept his nose on top of her 2nd and 3rdtoe, so she could hold his nose still between her big toe and twosmaller ones. Tom kept struggling and shaking as he was forced to inhale the putridodor of Ramona’s dirty toes. "That’s right you racist bastard. Whosethe slave now! Look at you. Your being taken by a woman. A blackwoman. Enjoy those toes Tom. " Ramona continued to torture Tom like this for over a hour. She pulledhis head back up on top of her heels and made him slide down into thetoes of her right foot, and then back and forth.
Poor Tom never gotused to them smell. It was just too strong. About 30 minutes in, Tomfinally gave up resistance. He lay limp as Ramona continuously forcedhim to slide down each of her soles into her waiting smelly toes. Finally, Ramona slide her feet out from under Tom’s face and got up.Tom desperately gasped in fresh air. He could still smell Ramona’s footsweat on his face.Ramona walked over by Tom’s head and stood right infront of him, with her toe nails just under his eyes. Tom’s neck wastoo tired to raise his head. Tom just laid his chin on the mat andlooked forward at Ramona’s bright red toe nails, just inches from hisface. The shame of it, Tom thought. Forced to smell a woman’s filthytoes. Tom had to struggle with his thoughts to maintain any sense ofdignity and pride. He couldn’t let Ramona take it from him.
Suddenly Tom heard the sound of fabric moving over skin. Then a pairof shorts dropped around Ramona’s ankles. Tom stared as Ramona steppedout of the shorts and kicked them away. Then, to Tom's horror, he sawa pair of black lacy panties drop around her ankles. Tom’s blood frozeat the implication. Ramona looked down at Tom, shaking on the floor. She knew he wasreally worried now. Ramona pranced over to Tom’s ankles and securedthem together with another pair of restraints. She then clipped theseto his wrist cuffs, hog tying him. Tom moaned through the tape inprotest. Ramona then sat in front of Tom facing him and spread her legs, placinga foot on either side of Tom’s head.
Tom looked up from the mat atRamona’s naked pussy and started to glow with the anger and humiliationhe was feeling. Ramona smiled as she leaned forward and ripped off thetape from Tom’s mouth. "Won’t be needing that for a while." Tom retorted, "Dammit, let me go, you! You can’t do this to me! Iswear, I’ll get you for this!" "Oh. Sounds like someone still hasn’t learned respect for a womanyet. Or maybe you just think your still better than me. Well I thinkyou’ll just need another lesson in female dominance. What do you think?" With that, Ramona slid her ass up towards Tom about an inch. And thenanother inch. And then another. Tom looked at Ramona’s pussy and thenup at her eyes in puzzlement. Ramona’s smile and look said it all.Tom’s eyes opened wide with horror as he looked back down at Ramona’sapproaching pussy and realized his fate. "Oh no. No! Not this. Please don’t! Ramona, no! Please!" Ramona kept silent as she moved her hips towards Tom’s face. When shewas about 6 inches from Tom’s face, she raised her feet, pointed hertoes, and slid her feet over Tom’s shoulders and in between his hog tiedarms and torso, resting her feet at his hips and the backs of her thighs on his shoulders. This would allow her to use her thighs to force Tom’s shoulders down to the mat so he would not be able to lift his face outof her pussy. Tom continued to beg desperately as Ramona pushed his head back withher hands and slid her wet pussy right under his face. Tom could feelthe pressure of Ramona’s thighs on his shoulder blades and panicked ashe could tell that his face would be forced downward very firmly whenRamona let his head go. The scent of Ramona’s pussy wafted up to Tom’s nose. Ramona held Tom’shead back with one hand while she used the other to massage her clit andspread her lips for him. Helplessly Tom stared into Ramona’s pussy,where his mouth and nose were about to go. Tom was near tears withhumiliation as he pouted and just moaned "no. oh no."
"That’s right Tom. Your going to go down on me. I’m going to fuckyour face. And your going to lick and suck on me until I come, right inyour mouth. I’m not going to let you up until I come, so you'd bettertry hard." With that, Ramona began to lower Tom’s head into her pussy.She lowered him so that his mouth touched down just above her clit. Shethen laid back on her elbows and began to slowly buck her hips up anddown, causing Tom’s face to slowly slide down into the folds of herpussy lips. Tom looked with panicked eyes over Ramona’s flat, tight belly and overher large shirt covered breasts at her eyes, pleading for mercy.Ramona’s pussy throbbed as she watched Tom’s face slowly sink betweenher legs. Tom pleaded as he now felt wetness on his lower lip. "No. Ramona,please! I’m sorry. Please! Not your pussy. Please not your p....." Tom’s mouth and nose quickly slid into Ramona’s pussy. Tom felt hisnose sinking deep into her hole with the firm pressure of her thighs.Ramona continued to buck her hips up and down as she relentlessly fuckedTom’s face. Poor Tom had no choice now but to use his tongue as best hecould to get Ramona off. On and on Tom licked and sucked, as Ramona taunted him and pumped hismouth. Tom could tell Ramona was taking a long time on purpose, but hewas helpless to stop her. She had him hog tied, face down in her wetpussy. After about 45 minutes, Ramona finally decided it was time. "And nowyou gonna get marked forever by this pussy, Tom. I’m gonna come in yourmouth and your going to take it."
Tom moaned under Ramona’s pussy as Ramona started to buck and comeloudly. She put a hand on the back of Tom’s head and pulled him in evendeeper as she came. Tom gagged as Ramona’s come filled his mouth. Hehad to swallow a couple of times to prevent from choking. Ramona cooedas she heard Tom’s gulping. Tom's self image was now forever ruined . How could he ever look athimself in the mirror with respect after what Ramona had just done tohim? Ramona finally let go of Tom’s head and then laid back to relax andsavor her orgasm. Poor Tom was left face down in her pussy, completelyunable to lift his head up. After about 15 minutes, Ramona looked down her belly at Tom’shumiliated eyes.
"Hmmmph. You don’t feel so tough now, do you? " Tom look up with dull demoralized eyes and moaned, "Just let me up.You've done enough." But Ramona just looked at Tom and then smiled. "Oh baby, I ain’t donewith you yet. The best part is yet to come, if you get my drift." Tom pondered her words for a minute. He knew she didn’t mean to fuck him. That would be going too far. What did it mean?" Ramona then slowly slipped off her shirt while Tom nervously watched.She then smiled down at him as she undid her lacy black bra, and slowlylet it drop off to her sides, revealing two perky and perfectly formedbreasts. Tom’s cock momentarily twitched as he viewed Ramona’s firm breasts. Herealized Ramona was completely naked now, with him hog tied helplesslyon top of her. It was just instinct. Ramona was hot, and there wasnothing Tom’s prejudice could do to change that. Tom tried to concentrate to make his cock shrink, but as long as he had to stare atthose perfect breasts, he knew his hormones would keep it erect.
Hejust didn’t want Ramona to have the pleasure of knowing that any part ofher turned him on. She would go on and on about it, and he had beenhumiliated enough. Ramona then reached down and grabbed Tom under his armpits, pulling himup onto her belly. Ramona’s belly and chest were slick with sweat fromher orgasm. Tom felt like a helpless toy as Ramona seeminglyeffortlessly pulled him up and along her firm body until his face wasbetween her breasts. Ramona could feel Tom’s heart pounding as shepicked up his head and forced his face over her left nipple. "I want you suck it, nice and slow, Tom. I want you to excite me so Ican get wet again." Tom pleaded, "Ramona, please, no more!" But Ramona only smiled at his plea and slowly lowered his mouth ontoher nipple. Her firm wet nipple seemed to force its way between Tom’slips. Tom then helplessly sucked on it, trying to please Ramona so shewould release him. After a few minutes, Ramona moved his face over toher right nipple, eagerly awaiting his tongue at perky attention.
"Look at me while you do it." Ramona ordered. Helplessly Tom obeyedand looked up into Ramona’s victorious eyes as he was forced to suckleher firm nipple. Tom could feel Ramona grinding her hips up into hisbelly with arousal as he serviced her. After 15 minutes more of forced sucking, Ramona pulled Tom up some moreand held his face over hers. Tom felt his cock rub against her nakedwet pussy as he was pulled up. Ramona looked into the eyes of hertrembling and humiliated victim, smiling. "You poor thing. This has been a rough lesson, hasn’t it." "God, yes. Please. I’m sorry Ramona. I really am." "I know you are, baby, but I have to make sure you really don’t forgetyour place on this earth. I have to prove to you a woman can take whatshe wants regardless of what color she is and regardless of what a manthinks. And there’s only one way to do that Tom. I’m sorry." With that Ramona forced Tom’s mouth onto hers and forced her tongue inside his, making him inhale her breath in a deep, forced kiss. Shethen released him and placed her hands on his chest and pushed up,lifting him up a few inches above her breasts. Ramona kept staring intoTom’s worried eyes as she raised her muscular legs up high in the air,along Tom’s sides and back nearly to her own head so her ankles werejust over her face. She was very flexible from her karate training.
Tombegan to shake as he watched Ramona slip her legs under his chest andlet his body rest on the backs of her calves. Ramona held the full weight of Tom’s torso on the backs of her legs andthen very slowly started to straighten her legs back up in the air,taking Tom with them. Tom looked in panic between Ramona’s ankles. "What....What are youdoing? " "Sorry Tom, but I’m going to have to fuck you." "NO!!!! NO!!! You Can’t!! Please!!! " "Sorry baby. It’s too late. I’m horny again thanks to you sucking mynipples. Besides, you need to feel what it’s like to get raped by awoman." Ramona watched as Tom was helplessly carried away by her legs to getraped. Tom was almost in tears begging her not to fuck him. Ramonalifted Tom very slowly, knowing how humiliating it must be for him tofeel so handled by her. She then slowly bent her knees slightly,causing Tom’s face to slowly ride up onto her heels, and then arches asshe lifted him. * Tom was still focused on begging Ramona not to fuck him when hesuddenly realized his face was being slowly forced up towards Ramona’sbare soles again. "Please, Ramona! Don't fuck me! Please don’t....hey...what the...NO...No! Your feet! Ramona! Your feet!Please! I’m sliding into your feet! " "That’s right, baby. You're gonna smell ‘em while I fuck you." "OH God!!! No!! Please. No!" "Sorry, Tom. But this has to happen. And I’m afraid they smell evenworse now too. My feet always sweat and stink when I get aroused, andI’ve been turned on now for over two hours. Those toes are going to beso nasty!"* Ramona’s pussy throbbed as she listened to Tom’s tearful pleas as sheraised him up and made his face slide into the arches of her feet.Ramona stopped her legs just a little short of vertical so Tom would naturally lean into her legs, preventing his escape.
Most of Tom’sweight was now on his knees, which were on either side of Ramona’s hipsand about 8 inches below her ass. This put Tom’s cock right against herpussy as his back arched painfully towards her and into her supportinglegs, his wrists and ankles still tightly bound at the small of hisback. Tom suddenly felt one of Ramona’s hands grab his cock and start tomassage it, getting it very big and hard for herself. Tom tried tostruggle but to no avail. His nose slid up onto the ball of Ramona’sleft foot now, his nostrils smeared against the grime and foul footsweat of her sole. "Stop! Please stop!" he cried, now starting to gettears. Ramona’s stroked his cock a bit longer and then pointed it at herwaiting pussy. She let her legs lean a bit more towards her so Tom’sweight would push his hard cock into her.
Tom’s blood froze as hesuddenly felt the folds of Ramona’s pussy lips parting around the headof his cock and then the warm, deep moistness of her pussy. Tom triedto pull himself away, but he helplessly slid into Ramona’s pussy. Ramona herd Tom’s moans of despair and desperation against the sole ofher foot as he realized he was now getting fucked by her. Then suddenly Tom felt his cock drawn inwards by what were obviouslywell toned and well trained internal muscles. His cock was then slowlypushed out, almost to its head, and then pulled back in. Tom realizedRamona had developed control over the muscles in her pussy like orientalwomen often do, no doubt an interest she acquired during her study ofmartial arts.
Tom moaned with resignation as he lay helplessly hog tiedon the backs of Ramona’s legs, smelling her feet, staring at her filthytoes, and getting fucked by her pussy. She didn’t even have to move herhips to fuck him! It was so totally humiliating! Ramona had to control herself and not come too quickly. She wasgetting off on raping Tom too much. Ramona cruelly brought Tom nearorgasm several times before stopping her pussy to let him cool down soshe could start over again. Tom’s eyes watered with humiliation and despair. Each time he wasforced near orgasm, he realized it was getting more and more intense.She was deliberately building him up so he would come extremely loud andhard. Ramona then bent her knees a final inch so Tom would now slide into thepits of her smelly toes that he had been forced to stare at as shefucked him. Tom shook and tried to beg as he felt his nostrils smear over the curve of the ball of Ramona’s foot and right onto the base ofher toes. Ramona curled her toes tightly over Tom’s nostrils and thenslid the toes of her right foot over the top of the toes on her leftfoot, giving Tom two layers of sweaty, grimy toes to suffer. Tom could feel a huge orgasm slowly building and he moaned loudly witheach pulse of Ramona’s pussy. Tom could hear the people in the adjacentapartment laughing and commenting on the loud moans he was making. Tomrealized that his neighbors were going to listen to him getting raped. Tom tried to call out for help. "Help me! Please! I’m being ra...." Ramona bent her knees sharply now forcing Tom’s face hard into hertoes. Tom’s back arched painfully, his hips locked against her pussy,his face buried in the soles of her feet, and his back sagging into herlegs by her now bent knees. Tom’s mouth was now pressed firmly againstthe ball of Ramona’s foot, and the sweat of her foot made a perfectairtight seal around his lips. Tom moaned in despair as he realized hecould not call for help now, and also now had to breath only through hisnose, smelling nothing but the pungent odor of Ramona’s filthy toes. "No one can help you Tom! You getting fucked. Fucked by a woman, abeautiful, powerful black woman!.
And I’m gonna fuck you so hard Tom.And your going to smell all 10 of my toes while I do it too." Ramona moaned loudly now as she really started to enjoy her approachingorgasm. Tom struggled desperately, his mind spinning. He cringed as heheard Ramona moaning with pleasure as the motion of his struggling between her legs stimulated her even more. Ramona then licked herfinger tips and reached between her calves to find Tom’s nipples. Shebegan to stimulate his nipples, causing Tom to get super hypersensitive. Tom’s vision blurred. It was too much stimulation. He could feel hiscock getting pumped in and out relentlessly by Ramona’s pussy, fasterand faster. The smell of her toes was ultra intense and more than hecould bear. The sight of her red toe nails all piled up on his nosejust below his eyes with the backdrop of Ramona’s bare breasts andvictorious stare was so humiliating he could taste it. And now his nipples were being tweeked and stimulated, making his whole body shiverand his cock hypersensitive. Tom felt faint, but the acrid stench ofRamona’s toes kept him conscious. Suddenly Tom looked at the table nearby and saw that Ramona had left asmall cam corder running---pointing directly at the mat!!
The whole humiliation was being filmed! Tom struggled violently now with anger and supreme embarrassment.Ramona moaned with ecstasy as she realized Tom had seen the camera. Hervictory was complete. It was time to take him. Ramona stopped holding herself back and let Tom’s violent and desperatestruggles set her off. Tom suddenly realized what he had done andstopped struggling, but it was too late. He looked down over the tipsof Ramona’s toes and saw Ramona close her eyes and start to moan loudly,for all the neighbors to hear. He had set her off! Tom plead his last against the sole of Ramona’s foot, "Oh NO. Nooooo!" Tom felt Ramona’s pussy throb tightly around his cock, and then felthimself pushed over the brink. His orgasm built and built and built.Ramona’s toes curled tightly around his nose now. He would have no airto breath but the pure toe odor trapped beneath her toes now. Herfingers pinched his nipples hard. "That’s it. Smell my toes! Smell my toes Tom! Smell em while I takeyou!!" Tom heard his neighbors laugh loudly as he suddenly exploded intoRamona. Tom screamed against the ball of Ramona’s foot as he cameharder than he could stand. Tears poured from Tom’s eyes as he wasfucked senseless. The smell of Ramona’s toes seemed to get more intenseas he came and inhaled deeply every bit of the hot, moist air under thepits of Ramona’s toes. Ramona continued to suck Tom with her pussy as she felt her toes beingsucked against Tom’s nostrils in his desperate attempts to breath.Ramona came and came, and forced Tom to come with her. She felt Tomstarting to run out after spurting into her for over a minute, but she continued to suck him off with her pussy, knowing that thehypersensitivity that followed orgasm would be unbearable for Tom. Tom felt the unbearable sensitivity building as Ramona kept fuckinghim.
He moaned a muffled scream and jerked violently as he was drivenmad by Ramona’s relentless fucking. After what seemed like an eternity, Ramona finally stopped. Shelowered Tom back to her chest and then log rolled him over onto thecarpet. Tom was gasping for air, and drenched in sweat from beingfucked so hard and so long. His face was covered with the aromaticgrime from Ramona’s feet. Ramona commented how much she had enjoyed the evening as shenonchalantly got dressed. She made sure Tom watched as helped herselfto all the money in Tom’s wallet and then turn the camera off and put it in her purse. "Next time you see a black woman, you just remember your place.
Don’tmake me come back over here and have teach you another lesson. And if I hear one word of this from the police or anyone else, this tape getsposted on the internet. Got it?!" Ramona uncuffed Tom, who laid on the floor limp as she turned andstrutted proudly towards the door, leaving behind her the crumbled naked remains of what had once been a proud man.