Fell into the BNWO rabbit hole. Now I shine a light further down for others. If i upload any images that dont belong to me pls let me know and i will remove them immediately.
24//f//England//White. Miss Laura#3779
She lay at my feet. Naked. Blind. Leashed. But she was not mine. She was not for my enjoyment or pleasure. She was mearly my girlfriend. My chastity was inspected on the way in, it will be on the way out as is the norm for all government buildings. I showed it was on and they scanned it. *Beep* “5 months 1 week. No toll.“ Read the screen of the security officer. There was a scaling down toll you must pay at each checkpoint if you was locked for less than 4 months... the government recently increased the toll inside that time frame too... this in my eyes was one of the more evil set ups... everyone had to watch there streak... carefully plan round it best they can... but to some degree you couldn’t avoid it and would have to keep your dick locked up... so after 4 long months and you finally pay no toll, you want to get your worth.. so you don’t want to unlock, you want to enjoy the freedoms you now have but the sacrifice for that freedom was your orgasms and your erections... in a sexual world it was tough... me and my girlfriend could afford to unlock twice a year and still save and spend generously thanks to our jobs. Every 6 months I’d be unlocked and we’d fuck like rabbits for a week or two till I burned out then we got right back to our ordinary lives.
We was here for an interview. But in reality I knew it was probably just another spoilt young black man wanting to humiliate a white man. As a registered couple in the BNWO we could be adopted by a black couple. The tax breaks for the black couple was enormous and they took ahold of my income too. In an interview a Black couple or household from the relevant social class or higher would get unbridled access to their potential serfs...The white man would give a review of him and his partners relationship and answer any factual questions. The white female would often answer more emotionally loaded questions or any directed towards her. There is no rule against her talking (assuming she doesn’t violate the black respect laws) it’s just awkward to do so when blindfolded. The woman would often lambaste her boyfriend for underselling them as a couple because of this expectation for him to speak more often. the white Female was to be blindfolded and nude during this meeting. This particular centre likes them on a lead too. There was nobody else in the waiting room. We was called but not to a typical interview room... we was led throughout the building to a conference room... not a small one at that...
This interview was most peculiar however... first of all it’s wasn’t some plucky black boy hungry for my girlfriend or a black couple interested in us, but instead a harem... the black man in charge soon approached the end of the table by the door, followed by a black woman and a South American girl. HIs harem head and 2nd? I wonder. The harem (just those that he had brought) seems to have 25 or so members...
“My girls are in want of a toy” he spoke calmly “I am often tied up with my work during the day” does he want my income to cut his hours? I stayed quiet... what he said next shocked me. “I want you to quit your job, I assume you are not too attached to it?” “Consider it done sir but would you not prefer my sizeable inco—“ “I’m not asking something typical so I will let that slide. In future you will do well to listen. My girls are in want of a toy. I do not wish to toss them any boi off the street, I’d need a knew one every week... if they last that long” he turned to my girlfriend “do you detest your boyfriend becoming the toy of my harem? Initially he will not be your responsibility. They may fuck him infront of you. And unless you too are to become a mere toy for them too I suggest you don’t rival them for it.” “It not something I have considered” my girlfriend squeaked as her face began to blush red... “consider it now”
no an option like this was something never considered... this man must be at the top of the worlds new order. And what a kind man he is too... “are there any girls who would like to test ride our new whiteboi” his voice had the command of a military man but a hint of softness was there. A number of girls knelt infront of the crowd at the back in three rows of four. “Before I allow you to chose one of my girls to have your way with first let’s discuss your work. You’ll be quitting your job, but I want you to continue creating your stories and such Alia here has attested to your excellence and used that as proof for your creativity and ability to continually entertain the harem... I presume losing some of the restrictions from your boss and the government guidelines in the “propaganda and poetry” scheme all government funded companies must adhere to” I did like my job I’d create propaganda and art, books and short stories... think about the emotions this world order illicits and serve them up on a canvas... talking details about me and my girlfriend continued for a while until we got back to that statement. (I allow you to chose one of my girls to have your way with first) there’s no way he actually meant it... until he said it again...
“so which of the willing do you want to fuck, they’ve waited on their knees while we’ve talked all this time I think you owe them something worth waiting for.” He chuckles and pulls up his phone. I look around and at the girls but feel something off to my left.. my girlfriend, she still isn’t confident... is ... is she scared of losing me? Her sexual relations with other men has always been a given. It’s a impossible otherwise in this world... but for my loyalty not to be undyingly bound to her... that was new... it seems he had found what he was looking for on his phone and looks back up to me... I not towards my girlfriend and he smiles... an understanding smile... he taps something on his phone... a few moments pass he gets up and walks towards his girls. “By the way this won’t reset your streak” a second later my chastity cage gives out a ping... I know that sound in an instant. It has been conditioned into me. My cage was unlocked remotely... he didn’t have my details yet so... I undress and take off my chastity belt too. An unlock that doesn’t affect your streak is mega expensive... so... then it all clicked this man must be the head of ChastiK the government recommended chastity company.
We both fucked side by side, he gave a lot less foreplay, the girls seemed to give a little to one another, and was wet enough for a cock and a man like him. I took it a lot slower with my girlfriend knowing what she likes, knowing my penis can’t perform like the others she has had. She always said I was better than those black men she fucked but it’s clear it wasn’t true or at least it felt that way... like she was saving my feelings... my penis is 7” dead on so it’s big, huge infacf by white boi standards, to black below average... the black male is just a superior sexual animal to the white boi... at one point he even gave me a pointer on how to fuck doggy style, something my girlfriend appreciated... some of the girls actually migrated over towards me, more curious about their new toy than anything else...
And In that moment as I looked into the eyes of the Asian girl who would soon become my trainer and shot my watery load into my girlfriend I knew. My life would change forever. And I would become the envy of every white boi in the nation...
To incentivise the white male workforce their income would only allow them to be adopted by a higher class black and there was rumoured a ritual performed by higher class black women to initiate their white slaves, and that is to ride their white penises to “claim” them. The white man is grateful and then able to be led on to working hard for the family with the hope of that sex again but alas it in reality would never be.
The single white male was a sorry sight, 25% of the white population... and only 40% of the white population was male...
Their days would consist of work, some humiliation, some gaming and globing to interracial porn... living in a little box... in a bed only fit for one... they would beg for scraps of attention from women... almost all pay their nearly their entire income to be with a woman... no not sexually silly. To talk to one...in a space similar to a maid cafe... some would have fin dommes they serve. Others would simp for online or celebrity personalities. The rich could afford a hug or two once in a while... some of the rich white men were used by white girls to elevate their class, some even becoming state registered couples. But I can guarantee the laws and traditions around touch was not broken... in fact I doubt they ever saw their “girlfriend” nude.
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She lay at my feet. Naked. Blind. Leashed. But she was not mine. She was not for my enjoyment or pleasure. She was mearly my girlfriend. My chastity was inspected on the way in, it will be on the way out as is the norm for all government buildings. I showed it was on and they scanned it. *Beep* “5 months 1 week. No toll.“ Read the screen of the security officer. There was a scaling down toll you must pay at each checkpoint if you was locked for less than 4 months... the government recently increased the toll inside that time frame too... this in my eyes was one of the more evil set ups... everyone had to watch there streak... carefully plan round it best they can... but to some degree you couldn’t avoid it and would have to keep your dick locked up... so after 4 long months and you finally pay no toll, you want to get your worth.. so you don’t want to unlock, you want to enjoy the freedoms you now have but the sacrifice for that freedom was your orgasms and your erections... in a sexual world it was tough... me and my girlfriend could afford to unlock twice a year and still save and spend generously thanks to our jobs. Every 6 months I’d be unlocked and we’d fuck like rabbits for a week or two till I burned out then we got right back to our ordinary lives.
We was here for an interview. But in reality I knew it was probably just another spoilt young black man wanting to humiliate a white man. As a registered couple in the BNWO we could be adopted by a black couple. The tax breaks for the black couple was enormous and they took ahold of my income too. In an interview a Black couple or household from the relevant social class or higher would get unbridled access to their potential serfs...The white man would give a review of him and his partners relationship and answer any factual questions. The white female would often answer more emotionally loaded questions or any directed towards her. There is no rule against her talking (assuming she doesn’t violate the black respect laws) it’s just awkward to do so when blindfolded. The woman would often lambaste her boyfriend for underselling them as a couple because of this expectation for him to speak more often. the white Female was to be blindfolded and nude during this meeting. This particular centre likes them on a lead too. There was nobody else in the waiting room. We was called but not to a typical interview room... we was led throughout the building to a conference room... not a small one at that...
This interview was most peculiar however... first of all it’s wasn’t some plucky black boy hungry for my girlfriend or a black couple interested in us, but instead a harem... the black man in charge soon approached the end of the table by the door, followed by a black woman and a South American girl. HIs harem head and 2nd? I wonder. The harem (just those that he had brought) seems to have 25 or so members...
“My girls are in want of a toy” he spoke calmly “I am often tied up with my work during the day” does he want my income to cut his hours? I stayed quiet... what he said next shocked me. “I want you to quit your job, I assume you are not too attached to it?” “Consider it done sir but would you not prefer my sizeable inco—“ “I’m not asking something typical so I will let that slide. In future you will do well to listen. My girls are in want of a toy. I do not wish to toss them any boi off the street, I’d need a knew one every week... if they last that long” he turned to my girlfriend “do you detest your boyfriend becoming the toy of my harem? Initially he will not be your responsibility. They may fuck him infront of you. And unless you too are to become a mere toy for them too I suggest you don’t rival them for it.” “It not something I have considered” my girlfriend squeaked as her face began to blush red... “consider it now”
no an option like this was something never considered... this man must be at the top of the worlds new order. And what a kind man he is too... “are there any girls who would like to test ride our new whiteboi” his voice had the command of a military man but a hint of softness was there. A number of girls knelt infront of the crowd at the back in three rows of four. “Before I allow you to chose one of my girls to have your way with first let’s discuss your work. You’ll be quitting your job, but I want you to continue creating your stories and such Alia here has attested to your excellence and used that as proof for your creativity and ability to continually entertain the harem... I presume losing some of the restrictions from your boss and the government guidelines in the “propaganda and poetry” scheme all government funded companies must adhere to” I did like my job I’d create propaganda and art, books and short stories... think about the emotions this world order illicits and serve them up on a canvas... talking details about me and my girlfriend continued for a while until we got back to that statement. (I allow you to chose one of my girls to have your way with first) there’s no way he actually meant it... until he said it again...
“so which of the willing do you want to fuck, they’ve waited on their knees while we’ve talked all this time I think you owe them something worth waiting for.” He chuckles and pulls up his phone. I look around and at the girls but feel something off to my left.. my girlfriend, she still isn’t confident... is ... is she scared of losing me? Her sexual relations with other men has always been a given. It’s a impossible otherwise in this world... but for my loyalty not to be undyingly bound to her... that was new... it seems he had found what he was looking for on his phone and looks back up to me... I not towards my girlfriend and he smiles... an understanding smile... he taps something on his phone... a few moments pass he gets up and walks towards his girls. “By the way this won’t reset your streak” a second later my chastity cage gives out a ping... I know that sound in an instant. It has been conditioned into me. My cage was unlocked remotely... he didn’t have my details yet so... I undress and take off my chastity belt too. An unlock that doesn’t affect your streak is mega expensive... so... then it all clicked this man must be the head of ChastiK the government recommended chastity company.
We both fucked side by side, he gave a lot less foreplay, the girls seemed to give a little to one another, and was wet enough for a cock and a man like him. I took it a lot slower with my girlfriend knowing what she likes, knowing my penis can’t perform like the others she has had. She always said I was better than those black men she fucked but it’s clear it wasn’t true or at least it felt that way... like she was saving my feelings... my penis is 7” dead on so it’s big, huge infacf by white boi standards, to black below average... the black male is just a superior sexual animal to the white boi... at one point he even gave me a pointer on how to fuck doggy style, something my girlfriend appreciated... some of the girls actually migrated over towards me, more curious about their new toy than anything else...
And In that moment as I looked into the eyes of the Asian girl who would soon become my trainer and shot my watery load into my girlfriend I knew. My life would change forever. And I would become the envy of every white boi in the nation...
To incentivise the white male workforce their income would only allow them to be adopted by a higher class black and there was rumoured a ritual performed by higher class black women to initiate their white slaves, and that is to ride their white penises to “claim” them. The white man is grateful and then able to be led on to working hard for the family with the hope of that sex again but alas it in reality would never be.
The single white male was a sorry sight, 25% of the white population... and only 40% of the white population was male...
Their days would consist of work, some humiliation, some gaming and globing to interracial porn... living in a little box... in a bed only fit for one... they would beg for scraps of attention from women... almost all pay their nearly their entire income to be with a woman... no not sexually silly. To talk to one...in a space similar to a maid cafe... some would have fin dommes they serve. Others would simp for online or celebrity personalities. The rich could afford a hug or two once in a while... some of the rich white men were used by white girls to elevate their class, some even becoming state registered couples. But I can guarantee the laws and traditions around touch was not broken... in fact I doubt they ever saw their “girlfriend” nude.
Hi guys thanks so much for reading all the way. I know it’s a little scrambled but hey that’s what you get with free content... I hope you all really enjoyed. If you did please REBLOG. I hate to ask but a lot of effort went into this and I crafted this one (after I got the initial idea) with my boyfriend.