Scarlett

My name is Alice. I'm a senior in high school and 18 years old. Long red hair, freckles, dangerously pale skin, exactly five feet tall and a natural C cup. I needed a change in my life � it was too hum drum. I'd decided to start having sex and I wanted to be good at it. I wanted to lose my virginity to a man that knew what he was doing. I secretly asked around and his name was Tony. Black man, six feet tall, muscular. Girls always buzzing around him. I met him at a greasy spoon diner on a rainy Saturday night in the bad section of town. No one was there but us because they have bad food.

To look older, I ordered a cup of coffee and lit up a cigarette.

I was halfway through my first pack when he arrived. He looked around like it was a trap. I don't blame him.

As he sat down across from me, I poured him a cup of coffee.

“Are you the person I'm meeting?” He asked puzzled.

“Yeah.” I said inhaling a drag.

Still unsure of his surrounding he kept looking around.

“This isn't a trap, if that's what you're wondering.”

“So why am I here?”

I exhaled a long puff of smoke. “I'm looking for a pimp. By the way, I'm a virgin.”

He leaned back in his seat, in disbelief. “Say that again.”

I sipped my coffee. “I'm a virgin looking for a pimp � the only condition I have is no condoms. Everything is raw. ”

“What makes you think I can?”

“Because I know you can � I've seen the women buzzing around you, Tony. I'm not stupid.”

He sipped his coffee, then ordered scrambled eggs and sausage for an early breakfast. Until it arrived, he sat silent, considering my words.

He was half way through when he said anything. “This world...it's not for the faint of heart. Clients � both men and women � have all kinds of delights...some violent.”

I nodded as I ordered my own breakfast: Ham and cheese omelet. “I know.”

“Tell me why.”

This time it was I that remained silent until my food arrived. “I wish I could tell you, but the truth is I don't know, Tony.”

“Your introduction into this world, I'm not making it easy. I'm going to test you. You have to realize the rules you know are gone. You have to obey.”

Slicing into my meal, I nodded. “I understand.”

“I want you, right here and right now, to take off your panties and bra � then hand them to me. Never wear them again. Can you do that?”

Smiling, and without a second thought, I obeyed. “OK, now what?”

“This next part is going to take you a few weeks � I want you to get your boobs done up to DD.”

Sipping my coffee I replied, “Actually, I already got that done. I anticipated it. They were C and are now DD. What's next?”

“I want you to go home. I want you to take a good look around at your house, your life and school. Drink it all in. I want you to spend all day tomorrow doing that. Do it and realize that, if we do that, it all goes away. Your whole world changes.”

I nodded. “I can do that. Then what?”

“The next day you skip school. I want you to stay home all day watching porn. I want you to see yourself in that role. Be synonymous with them. Realize you're just holes to fuck, nothing more. You exist for the pleasure of others.”

I finished off my breakfast. “I've been digesting that for days. I want this. I need this!”

“You said you wanted no condoms? All raw?”

“Yes. No exceptions.” I said flatly.

“OK, if you do what I say I'll take you on in my stable. My usual cut is...”

I interrupted him. “Keep it.”

“What?”

“I said keep it.”

“All of it?”

“All of it. Take care of my expenses � room, places to meet, etc.”

“You know by going raw, you're going to get pregnant...even catch something.”

“Maybe.” I said lighting another cigarette.

He shook his head. “There's no 'maybe' about it, you WILL get pregnant or catch something.”

I nodded sipping the last of my coffee. “I don't care.”

“We'll meet back in here three days. If you're still interested, I want you to dress like a porn star. Short mini skirt, sheer blouse, heavy make up, high heels. When you watch those movies, I want you masturbating. Constant orgasms. Don't stop. Spend all day with a vibrator and your fingers.”

He paused for a moment. “I don't want you doing anything else that entire day but porn and pleasing yourself. Got it?”

I put the money on the table for our meals. “Got it. There's no going back on this.”

Finishing up the last of his coffee he said, “Yes. Once you get the reputation of being a whore, it sticks. I'll see you back here three days from now at the same time if you're still interested.”

The next day I went to school and didn't worry about my studies. I just walked around talking to friends, remembering the fun I had, looked at the pictures of myself on the cheer leading squad where we won our division last year, the excitement we had when the boys football team went to state championship and the great teachers I had. I went home and looked at the pictures of myself as a little girl...remembering when I went camping, and trips around the United States to places like the Grand Canyon, and Disney World.

I understood what he meant � the girl I was in these pictures was going away, and in her place would be a hooker. He wanted me to say goodbye to that life.

The next day was a LOT more fun. I did as commanded: I skipped school and spent all day watching porn on my laptop in my room, with my fingers doing the walking � and of course my wand that plugs into the wall.

Again, the lesson was obvious � he wanted me to see myself in the position of these women. They crave sex and will do anything to please a man. If it matters, I came, and came, and came, and came and came some more.

His goal was to test me � either I'd want to hang onto my old life, or throw it out the window. I chose the latter.

As instructed, I showed up at the greasy spoon diner dressed like a porn star. My black mini skirt was just below my bikini line, my blouse was sheer and unbuttoned � though one could see my nipples and breasts if you looked a little harder than normal, black stiletto heels, black stockings past my knees. I went with big hair, loud make up, and gold hoop earrings. To help tie it altogether I wore a thin, gold belt around my waist.

I ordered scrambled eggs and sausage with coffee while I waited.

When I finished that, I slid my right hand down my body and moved two fingers into my pussy while leaning back in the booth. I didn't care if anyone saw. I teased myself � going to the brink of orgasm but backing off each time. I wanted it to last. The other customers didn't mind.

Tony walked in dressed as last time and sat opposite me. “I take it by your presence here that you made your choice?”

I nodded as I made myself wet. “I did. I said goodbye to my old life, and immersed myself in sexual porn for a day. I need this life. Please, don't ask me anymore.”

Smiling he pulled a black leather dog collar out of his pocket and fastened it around my neck. “This never comes off. Understand?”

“Yes, sir.”

Out of his other pocket he pulled out a thin, gold leash and attached it to my collar. He kept the handle part in his hand. “Now, I'm taking my whore for a walk.”

I stood from the table and faced him. “And where are we going?”

He replied as he began to walk, “Orgy. You're going to suck cock, eat pussy, and be fucked by men and women. It's no holds barred. No quarter given, no mercy shown. You're going to have sex with people much older than you, and much younger than you. Ask no questions.”

“Yes, sir.”

“These people are not being screened in any way, shape or form. You may get pregnant. You may get a disease. You may cum, you may not � none of it matters. Your new name is 'Scarlet' because of your hair color and because you're a whore now. Is that a problem?”

I shook my head. “No, sir. I don't want a choice. I'm a whore � I fuck.”

He walked me down the street like we were strolling in the park. No one looked twice � just a pimp taking his whore for a walk. Nothing unusual A few blocks later we were entering a nondescript white house with a matching white picket fence. We stopped at the door.

Looking back at me he said, “From this moment forward, you're a black supremacist.”

I smiled. “I always have been, sir.”

He paused to look at me. “If that's true, why have you never dated a black man?”

I shrugged my shoulders. “I never felt worthy. Besides, no black man ever hit on me.”

“You're a virgin. The first man in you tonight is paying five figures.”

He took off my leash as we entered the room. It was filled with nothing but black men and women � equal numbers by my first look. I was the only white person there. Before I could say anything I was thrown on my hands and knees from behind. I stayed in that position. He grabbed onto my hips with both hands and shoved straight in � the way a man should.

Losing your virginity HURTS for a woman. It tears you physically. You bleed.

A black woman came around in front of me and opened her legs as she laid down. I under hooked her thighs and pulled her to me, then slid my face between her thighs and licked her pussy like it was the only one on earth.

“You belong to the gang now, Scarlett. You're a whore of The Black Dogs.”

He was thick but of average length. I looked up at the woman in front of me, then sucked her clit slowly...teasing her.

“Are all white women whores?” She asked looking down at me, with a smile on her face.

“Yes, Mistress. We but wait to be taken by the superior race. Just start taking us.”

It must have been a while for the man behind me. “I'm cumming....shit, she's tight!”

The woman in front of me grabbed me by my hair and wove her fingers into it, pulling me in tight. She then rolled her hips like waves against my mouth. “There you go, skank...nice and deep.”

I felt a hand on my right arm, guiding my right hand down to my pussy. I took the hint and started rubbing my clit. The woman in front of me closed her thighs around my head, then rested her heels in the small of my back.

Pulling up my head, I turned to face the man behind me and said, “Please cum in my pussy, Master.”

He pushed into me one more time and held it deep. I could feel him filling me up, his cock throbbing.

I came instantly. A woman never feels more like a woman than when a man cums inside of us. For us, cumming is a bonus. We enjoy taking a man's power into us, and him filling us pushes us over the edge more often than not.

He pulled out and went to the woman in front of me so she could suck him clean.

I felt my body being turned on my right side, and a man laid on his side facing men, he slowly slid into me. Another man entered my ass from behind. I'd never been double penetrated before and my body rocked from the feeling. I feel like I was going to split in two. I let out a scream.

“FUCK!” I screamed as I dug my nails into the man in front of me. I didn't look at him, but rather buried my face into his shoulder. He responded by wrapping his right hand around my throat. Another man came around front and slid his cock into my mouth.

I do so love sucking cock! It pacifies me...calms me down. Makes me feel whole.

“All white women are whores then?” Asked the man in my pussy.

I nodded as I came. Again. “Every white girl in my high school dreams of black cock. We want to be TAKEN. Used. Even against our will. Just grab us off the street and fuck us.”

“I will.” Said the man in my ass.

Feeling he was close to cumming I screamed, “Please get me pregnant! Breed this white pussy, please!”

Breed me they did!