White Prey - Sex Stories

White Prey

... collapsing on the couch. Dawaun had been watching them and made sure they got one of his special items. As they reclined, leaning on each other, he made his move.

"Looks like you girls had a little too much," he said.

They giggled drunkenly and looked up at the huge black stud towering over them. "Will you call us a cab?" Sherry asked. "You can use my phone. I have a cab company on speed dial."

Dawaun told them he would call them a cab, but he didn't need her phone. He made the call, but it wasn't to the number Sherry gave him. Dawaun owned a cab company and he called Tyrone, one of his boys that drove for him. Tyrone had made pickups for Dawaun before and he knew just where to deliver his passengers.

They staggered out to the cab and he helped them in. They gave him the address and collapsed, giggling in the back seat. They were too stoned to notice as Tyrone drove them deep into the ghetto and pulled up in front of the rundown apartment building Dawaun owned. He opened the door and helped them out.

"This isn't my house," Sherry mumbled in confusion. "Where are we?"

"I gots to go in and pick up a package," he explained. "I be right back."

The girls looked around in confusion. They were the only white people in sight. They felt very nervous about being alone and Sherry told Tyrone they would go in with him. That was just what he wanted. He helped them stagger inside and the locals shook their heads. They had seen junkies like this before. These girls ...

... looked healthier than most of the junkies they had seen. They lacked the emaciated bodies and blank eyes, but they knew that Dawaun was training some new whores.

Once inside they struggled up a flight of stairs and Tyrone opened the door so that they could come inside. The door was heavy metal and Sherry saw bars on the windows. She thought this must be a very bad neighborhood to need bars on the windows on the second story.

Tyrone helped them to the sofa and they collapsed while he went into another room. He was gone for some time and the girls rapidly fell asleep under the influence of the powerful narcotics. Sherry awoke when she felt something metallic close around her wrists and a heavy cloth bag was slipped over her head.

She tried to struggle and scream but the bag was pressed tight over her nose and mouth and she quickly began to suffocate. She lost consciousness. When she awoke she looked around.

She was in an unfamiliar room, lying down. She tried to sit up but discovered that she was handcuffed to a headboard. Her legs were tied too and as she looked down she discovered to her horror that she was naked. She began to panic. She looked around and there was another bed across the room from the one Sherry occupied.

Janet was in an identical position. The girl's legs were tied obscenely apart so that her pussy was completely exposed; the pink lips displayed by position she was in. There was a window high in the wall with bars over it. There was a metal door ...