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My Black Babies Ch. 10

... to other club members for say a hundred dollars, at the southern plantation themed parties? As long as the characters dressed in period costumes, you could have a showing at the theme party, and get some more money from it. That money could go to the club itself as payment for renting the club."

"That's an excellent idea, sir," I said. "Spoken like an entrepreneur businessman."

"You're talking about disbursing a million dollars if you have a hundred paying customers," Joe said.

"Less expenses like feeding the crowd and booze, but yes. Five hundred thousand to be evenly split between the woman and the three or four men breeding her, and the other five hundred thousand is for raising the baby, so that is what I'm talking about, Master."

I saw Brenda and Terry look at each other. The lure of easy money.

"And you'd return $5000 if the woman didn't get pregnant?" Wanda asked.

"It's not a breeding party if someone doesn't get knocked up, only a fucking party."

"I could see using that same framework for some other themes," Wanda said. "White woman on African safari, white woman caught in the wrong locker room, there are a lot of possibilities."

"White women coming to the wrong club, where 'Meatballs' isn't a safe word," I said.

Wanda laughed. "That would work, too. I'll be interested in seeing how it turns out."

"Thanks for your time, Wanda. We'll head on out to the social room now."

We gave up our phones at the hat check and headed to the social ...

... room. A couple dozen black and white couples were on the dance floor, slow grinding to the beats. Half of them had a white man watching the couple dance. Some white couples were at the tables having drinks, some with black men seated with them, some without. There were a half dozen black men seated on the couches, all getting their cocks sucked by whites, mostly women, but one by a man with a gold wrist band. One white woman was slowly grinding on top of a nice, nine inch dick, her white partner watching her get shafted. It was all pretty steamy, and all of the men quickly got erections, except for Frank, who was locked away in his cock cage.

"You've all heard some of my tentative plans for the next breeding party," I said. "I invited Frank and Jackie, Roland and Brenda, and Abe and Terry to consider the other person you might be having sex with for such a show, and for their spouse to get used to the idea it could happen. I'm going to suggest that Jackie dance with each of the black men sitting at the table tonight, and consider if she'd like to have them fuck a black baby into her. Terry, Brenda and Frank, while they're dancing, why don't you imagine them having sex, and how that would make you feel. After a couple dances, come back and talk it over. If you aren't rejecting it out of hand, maybe a couple more dances where Jackie is kissing her partner, maybe getting her ass fondled with a little grind going on. If you can't handle watching your spouse do that, fucking is ...