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BDSM Interracial Threesome

Crack!

I jerked back feeling the sting of the whip.

I tried to free my hands from behind my back, but I was blindfolded and handcuffed to Eric, with his long black pole sliding between my butt cheeks. I tried to beg them to stop, but with the gag ball in my mouth, all I could do was drool on my chest…where metal clamps dangled from my aching nipples.

“Your turn,” said Jen, passing the flogger to Anna, “Make him suffer!”

I braced myself.

Crack!

Ahh! This wasn’t what I signed up for when the four of us got in the taxi! It had started off so promisingly…

A few hours earlier

Myself, Eric, and Anna were having a pint at a dive bar on the Upper West Side. I’d been seeing Anna for a while. She was a stereotypical-looking Russian—tall, slim, blond hair—the kind of girl that commanded attention. We had what most guys would call ‘an ideal relationship’. She let me sleep with whomever I wanted, but she only had sex with me.

“I only want you. I’m not a slut,” she told me, “but I understand men want other girls. It’s natural.”

Anna was like a pet. On more than one occasion, I put a collar on her and took her outside on a leash. I’d walk her around Manhattan and even go to fancy restaurants and high-end clubs in such fashion. Everybody stared; men smiled and women scoffed. (Oddly, dog walkers always had the strongest reaction, and sometimes even the dogs themselves looked at us sideways.)

“I’m not having a threesome with this girl,” said Anna, taking a sip of her drink. “I don’t like Asian girls. I only let you invite her here because she was begging to hang out with you and I felt sorry for her.”

I nodded my head, but suspected she’d change her mind. Jen made a full-time income as a glamour model and most people found her very fuckable. She had some concerning mental issues, but she was down for anything (she’d even taken me to a nude mascaraed party a few weeks previous).

“Hi! You must be Anna,” Jen chirped when she arrived.

“Nice to meet you….and this is Eric,” said Anna, pointing to her right.

Jen looked confused.

“Eric is our lamp,” I explained jokingly. “Anna is moving switching apartments and offered him to me. He’s super boring and just stands there, but he’s a good guy with a lot of bright ideas.”

Oh, did I not mention that in the opening paragraph? —That Eric was actually a lampshade? I probably threw you off there; sorry about that. I know my haters would have loved to see me raped by some Mandingo, but it didn’t quite pan out that way.

Several whiskey shots later, Anna was far more agreeable, and pretty soon the three of us were in a taxi back to my place.

That’s when they tied me up.

“Let’s tease him,” said Jen.

Red from the whip, the blindfold came off and the two girls stripped each other down. The whole torture thing had made my cock shrivel like a dried prune, but when the two of them got on their knees I had an insta-boner. They began stroking my hardened shaft, Jen suckling my balls and Anna wetly licking the bottom of my cock as they both starred up into my eyes.

They stopped and laid on bed my bed, making me watch as they sucked each other’s tits. I couldn’t take it anymore, and with super human strength I broke free and released my inner caveman.

I flipped Anna over on her belly and threw Jen on top of her: their two plump little butts presented to me with wet pussies waiting to be pumped. I tortured them for a while, slapping those cheeks and savoring the power, then I fucked those holes like an excited child running up and down the stairs of a double-decker bus.

I think I should end that story there—on a high. I could tell you about the tears and jealous bullshit that followed, but that peals away at the veneer of awesomeness. I came: that’s all that’s important.

Welcome to New York, by the way.

Check out my new book: Naughty Nomad’s Guide to New York City.

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6 Responses to BDSM Interracial Threesome

  1. Heartbeat October 23, 2015 at 2:28 pm #

    Mate, that could be such a good story but it sounds like you rushed it (and get a proof reader).

    Kudos

  2. Vinni December 14, 2015 at 7:49 pm #

    Stupid question: is this a real story? :O

    • Mark Zolo December 15, 2015 at 4:24 pm #

      Yes, of course.

  3. Zack September 8, 2016 at 7:20 pm #

    Hahaha this is an amazing story. You are a great writer and an unreal storyteller. I admit, I was a little worried about Eric’s black pole for a second… haha.

    I am starting on my own international journey soon, and you serve as my main source of inspiration. I’ve read your new stuff too, and I know that sex for sport is neither healthy nor the end goal. But I think it is part of the process.. I need my own journey of self-discovery.

    Wish you all the best man with your future endeavors!

  4. Hank February 21, 2017 at 7:15 am #

    sounds like a hell of a time

  5. guy March 19, 2017 at 4:21 am #

    i like jen…. and anna too!

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