Farmer's Wife Chooses Black Dominance

CHAPTER ONE


The sun was just beginning to rise over the horizon, casting a golden hue across the vast fields of John's farm. Jenny, with her blonde hair neatly braided and tied with a ribbon, stood at the edge of the porch, watching as her husband, John, trudged out to the fields with his tools in hand. She felt a pang of guilt mixed with something else—something darker, more primal.

"Morning, Jenny," John called out, his voice rough from *****. "I'll be back by lunch. Make sure the chores are done."

Jenny ****** a smile, nodding obediently. "Of course, John. Have a good day."

As soon as he disappeared into the distance, she felt a rush of excitement. Today was different. Today, she had made a decision that would change everything. Her heart raced as she hurried inside, grabbing a pitcher of lemonade and heading towards the bunkhouse where Jamal, the black field hand, was already awake and stretching his massive muscles.

Jamal's bald head glistened under the morning sun, and his 14-inch thick black cock strained against the fabric of his pants. Jenny's breath caught in her throat as she approached him, her tight white pussy already dripping with anticipation.

"Good morning, Jamal," she purred, handing him the pitcher. "Thought you might be thirsty."

Jamal smirked, taking the pitcher and downing half of it in one gulp. "Thanks, Jenny. You always know how to take care of me."

Jenny stepped closer, her fingers brushing against his arm. "I have something to tell you, Jamal. Something important."

Jamal's eyes darkened with interest. "Oh? And what might that be?"

Jenny took a deep breath, her voice trembling slightly. "John... he knows about us. He found out about our affair."

Jamal's smirk turned into a cruel grin. "And what did he say?"

"He... he said he's willing to step aside. He wants you to take over. To be the head of the family."

Jamal chuckled, his eyes gleaming with dominance. "Is that so? And what do you want, Jenny?"

Jenny's cheeks flushed with desire. "I want you, Jamal. I want you to take control. To make me yours completely."

Jamal's grip on her wrist tightened, pulling her closer. "Then let's make it official."

Jenny nodded eagerly, her body trembling with anticipation. "What do we do first?"

Jamal's voice was low and commanding. "First, we teach John his place. Go get him. Bring him here."

Jenny hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Yes, Jamal."

She hurried back to the main house, her heart pounding in her chest. John was just finishing up his morning chores, looking tired but content. When he saw her approach, he smiled.

"Everything alright, Jenny?"

Jenny's smile was cold and calculating. "John, there's something you need to see. Come with me."

John frowned, but followed her without question. They walked in silence until they reached the bunkhouse. Jamal was waiting for them, his massive frame filling the doorway.

"John," Jamal said, his voice dripping with authority. "Jenny has told me everything. You're willing to step aside?"

John swallowed hard, his eyes darting between Jamal and Jenny. "Yes... yes, I am."

Jamal stepped forward, his presence overwhelming. "Then kneel before me, John."

John hesitated, his pride warring with his **********. But in the end, he dropped to his knees, his head bowed.

Jamal's voice was like steel. "You understand your place now, don't you?"

John nodded, his voice barely a whisper. "Yes, Jamal."

Jamal turned to Jenny, his eyes burning with desire. "Now, Jenny. Take off your clothes. Show me how much you want this."

Jenny's hands trembled as she began to undress, her eyes never leaving Jamal's. She stripped off her dress, revealing her pale, perfect body. Her nipples were hard, and her pussy was glistening with wetness.

Jamal's gaze raked over her, his cock twitching with anticipation. "On your knees, Jenny. Suck my cock."

Jenny obeyed without hesitation, dropping to her knees and taking Jamal's massive cock into her mouth. She moaned around it, her tongue swirling around the thick shaft.

Jamal's hands gripped her head, guiding her movements. "That's it, Jenny. Show me how much you love this big black cock."

John watched in silent ***********, his small white dick twitching in his pants. He knew he had lost everything, but seeing Jenny so willingly submit to Jamal only fueled his own twisted desires.

Jamal's voice was harsh and commanding. "John, come here. Get on your knees beside Jenny."

John scrambled to obey, kneeling beside his wife. Jamal's hand reached out, gripping John's chin and ******* him to look up.

"You see this, John? This is what Jenny needs. This is what she craves. Your tiny white dick can't satisfy her like this."

John's face burned with shame, but he couldn't deny the truth in Jamal's words. Jenny's moans grew louder, her body trembling with pleasure as she sucked Jamal's cock.

Jamal's voice was a growl. "Now, John. Strip. Show me that little dick of yours."

John hesitated, but the look in Jamal's eyes left no room for disobedience. He quickly stripped off his clothes, revealing his small, flaccid penis.

Jamal laughed cruelly. "Look at that. A pathetic little thing. No wonder Jenny prefers my cock."

Jenny's eyes flickered to John, her expression mocking. "John, why don't you put that little thing in a cage? Maybe that way, you won't be tempted to use it."

John's face paled, but he knew he had no choice. He reached for the small metal chastity cage that Jamal had produced, his hands shaking as he fitted it over his tiny dick.

Jamal's voice was satisfied. "Good boy, John. Now, go to the bunkhouse. You'll live there from now on. Jenny and I have some things to discuss."

John stumbled to his feet, his heart heavy with defeat. He glanced back at Jenny, who was still on her knees, her lips wrapped around Jamal's cock. She looked up at him, her eyes cold and unfeeling.

"Go, John. Don't make me tell you again."

John turned and fled, his *********** complete. As he reached the bunkhouse, he could hear Jenny's moans of pleasure echoing through the air. He knew he had lost everything, but a part of him couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of satisfaction.

Jamal's voice was a low growl. "Now, Jenny. On the bed. Spread your legs."

Jenny obeyed, her body trembling with anticipation. Jamal climbed onto the bed, his massive cock throbbing with desire. He positioned himself between her legs, his eyes locked on hers.

"Tell me, Jenny. Do you want this big black cock inside you?"

Jenny's voice was breathless. "Yes, Jamal. Please. Fuck me. Make me yours."

Jamal's smile was predatory. "With pleasure."

He thrust forward, burying his massive cock deep inside her tight pussy. Jenny screamed in ecstasy, her body arching off the bed. Jamal's hips pistoned back and forth, his cock driving deeper with each thrust.

"That's it, Jenny. Take it. Take all of me."

Jenny's nails dug into the mattress, her body writhing with pleasure. "Yes, Jamal! Harder! Fuck me harder!"

Jamal obliged, his thrusts becoming more ******, more relentless. Jenny's screams of pleasure filled the room, her body convulsing with orgasm after orgasm.

Outside, John could hear every sound, every moan. His heart ached with jealousy, but also with a strange sense of fulfillment. He knew he had lost everything, but a part of him couldn't help but feel that this was right.

Jamal's voice was a growl. "Tell me, Jenny. Who owns you now?"

Jenny's voice was hoarse with pleasure. "You do, Jamal. You own me. I'm yours."

Jamal's thrusts became even more savage, his cock pounding into her with relentless *****. "Good girl. Now, beg for my cum."

Jenny's voice was desperate. "Please, Jamal. Cum inside me. Fill me up."

Jamal's pace quickened, his body tensing with the effort. Finally, with a roar of triumph, he came, his seed flooding into Jenny's waiting pussy.

Jenny screamed in ecstasy, her body convulsing with the ***** of her orgasm. Jamal held her close, his massive cock still buried deep inside her.

"You're mine now, Jenny. Forever."

Jenny's voice was a whisper. "Yes, Jamal. I'm yours."

Jamal pulled out, his cock glistening with their combined juices. He leaned down, capturing her lips in a possessive kiss.

"Now, Jenny. Go to the main house. We have plans to make."

Jenny nodded, her body still trembling with pleasure. As she dressed and headed towards the main house, she couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. Everything was changing, and she was ready for whatever came next.

CHAPTER TWO



Jamal stood at the edge of the bed, his muscular frame casting a shadow over Jenny as she lay back, her legs spread wide and inviting. The room was filled with the scent of sweat and sex, a heady mix that made the air thick and heavy. Jamal's eyes gleamed with a predatory light as he watched Jenny's chest rise and fall with each eager breath.

"Get on your knees," Jamal commanded, his voice low and gravelly. Jenny obeyed without hesitation, her hands reaching out to grasp his thick thighs. She looked up at him, her blue eyes filled with a mixture of fear and desire. Jamal's cock, already half-hard, twitched in response to her gaze.

"Beg for it," Jamal ordered, his fingers curling into her hair. Jenny's heart pounded in her chest as she opened her mouth, the words spilling out in a rush.

"Please, Jamal, I need you inside me. I need to feel you filling me up." Her voice trembled, but there was no mistaking the hunger in her tone. Jamal smirked, his grip tightening in her hair as he guided his cock towards her open mouth.

"Good girl," he murmured, thrusting forward. Jenny's lips closed around the head of his cock, her tongue swirling around the sensitive tip as she began to suck. Jamal groaned, his hips bucking slightly as he fed more of his length into her mouth. Jenny's cheeks hollowed as she took him deeper, her throat working around his shaft.

Jamal's free hand moved to cup her breast, squeezing roughly as he continued to fuck her mouth. "That's it, take it all," he growled, his voice vibrating through his cock and into Jenny's throat. She gagged slightly, but didn't pull away, her hands gripping his thighs for support.

After a few minutes of this, Jamal pulled out, his cock glistening with saliva. "On the bed, spread your legs," he ordered. Jenny scrambled back onto the mattress, her legs parting eagerly. Jamal climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between her thighs. He reached down, his fingers spreading her pussy lips apart to reveal the wet, pink flesh within.

"So ready for me," he muttered, his thumb rubbing against her clit. Jenny gasped, her hips lifting off the bed as she tried to get closer to his touch. Jamal leaned down, his mouth closing over one of her nipples as he continued to tease her clit with his thumb. Jenny's moans grew louder, her body arching under his ministrations.

"Please, Jamal, please," she begged, her voice breaking. Jamal lifted his head, his eyes locking onto hers.

"Ask nicely," he said, his voice soft but demanding. Jenny swallowed hard, her eyes pleading.

"Please, Jamal, fuck me. I need you inside me, I need to feel you filling me up," she whispered. Jamal's lips curled into a satisfied smile as he positioned the head of his cock at her entrance.

"That's what I wanted to hear," he said, pushing forward. Jenny cried out as his thick cock stretched her open, the sensation both painful and exhilarating. Jamal paused, giving her a moment to adjust before slowly sinking deeper. Jenny's nails dug into his shoulders as he filled her completely, their bodies moving together in perfect sync.

Jamal began to thrust, his pace slow and deliberate. Each movement sent waves of pleasure through Jenny's body, her pussy clenching around his cock as she rode the edge of orgasm. Jamal's hands roamed over her body, his fingers finding her nipples and pinching them roughly. Jenny's cries grew louder, her voice echoing through the room.

"Fuck, Jamal, yes!" she screamed, her hips meeting his thrusts with increasing urgency. Jamal's pace quickened, his cock pistoning in and out of her slick pussy. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, a rhythmic beat that matched the pounding of Jenny's heart.

"You like that, huh?" Jamal grunted, his thrusts becoming more ********. Jenny could only nod, her vision blurring with tears of pleasure. Jamal's hands moved to her hips, holding her steady as he drove into her harder and faster. Jenny's body tensed, her orgasm building rapidly.

"Come for me, bitch," Jamal growled, his voice harsh and commanding. Jenny's world exploded in a burst of white-hot pleasure, her body convulsing as she came hard around his cock. Jamal followed her over the edge, his own release washing over him as he filled her pussy with his seed.

They lay there for a moment, their bodies tangled together in the aftermath of their passion. Jamal's breathing slowly returned to normal, his cock softening inside Jenny's still-quivering pussy. He pulled out, rolling onto his back and letting out a satisfied sigh.

Jenny lay beside him, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. She turned her head to look at Jamal, a small smile playing on her lips. "I love you," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Jamal glanced at her, his expression unreadable. "Don't get too attached," he said, his tone cold. Jenny's smile faltered, but she nodded obediently.

"Yes, Jamal," she replied, her voice subdued. Jamal sat up, swinging his legs over the side of the bed. He reached for his pants, pulling them on quickly.

"Get dressed," he ordered, not looking at her. Jenny obeyed, her movements slow and deliberate as she pulled on her clothes. Once they were both dressed, Jamal stood and walked to the door.

"Come on," he said, opening the door and stepping outside. Jenny followed, her heart heavy with the weight of his rejection. They walked in silence, the only sound the crunch of gravel under their feet.

As they approached the bunkhouse, Jamal stopped and turned to face her. "Go inside," he commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument. Jenny hesitated, her eyes searching his face for any sign of warmth.

"Please, Jamal," she whispered, her voice trembling. Jamal's expression softened for a brief moment, but then he hardened again.

"Do as you're told," he said, his voice firm. Jenny nodded, her shoulders slumping as she turned and walked towards the bunkhouse. As she reached the door, she heard Jamal's footsteps behind her.

"Wait," he said, his voice softer now. Jenny turned, her heart leaping in her chest. Jamal stepped closer, his hand reaching out to cup her cheek.

"I need you to understand something," he said, his voice low and intense. Jenny nodded, her eyes wide with anticipation.

"I will always be in control," Jamal continued, his thumb brushing across her lower lip. "And you will always obey."

CHAPTER THREE


John stood at the edge of the bunkhouse, his heart pounding in his chest as he overheard Jamal's low, commanding voice. The words were clear, even through the wooden walls: "I plan to impregnate Jenny tonight." John's breath caught in his throat, a cold dread settling in his stomach. He knew what this meant—Jamal would take everything from him, including the right to continue his family line.

With trembling hands, John pushed open the door and stepped inside. The room was dimly lit by a single oil lamp, casting long shadows across the floor. Jamal sat on the edge of the bed, his muscular frame relaxed but alert. Jenny lay beside him, her eyes half-closed with a mixture of exhaustion and contentment. The air was thick with the scent of their recent lovemaking, a heady mix that made John's stomach churn.

"Jamal," John began, his voice shaking. "Please, I beg you... let me be the one to ****** Jenny's ********. Let me reclaim my role as head of this family."

Jamal turned his gaze towards John, a cruel smile curling his lips. "And why should I do that?" he asked, his voice dripping with mockery. "You couldn't even keep your wife satisfied. She's happier with me, with my big black cock."

Jenny's eyes fluttered open, and she looked at John with a mixture of pity and disdain. "John, you know you can't please me like Jamal does," she said, her voice soft but firm. "His cock is so much bigger, so much harder. It fills me up in ways you never could."

John's face flushed with ***********, his fists clenching at his sides. "But I love you, Jenny," he pleaded. "I always have. Please, give me another chance."

Jamal chuckled, standing up and towering over John. "Love? Is that what you call it?" he sneered. "You think love matters when you can't satisfy a woman's needs? Look at her, John. She's mine now. And soon, she'll be carrying my *****."

Jenny sat up, her hand resting on her flat stomach. "Yes, John," she said, her voice mocking. "Soon, I'll be pregnant with Jamal's baby. A strong, healthy baby with a big black daddy. And you? You'll just have to watch and accept your place as a servant."

John's vision blurred with tears, his heart breaking at her words. "Please, Jenny," he whispered, his voice barely audible. "Don't do this to us."

Jamal grabbed John by the collar, lifting him off the ground with ease. "Enough," he growled, his voice low and dangerous. "You lost your place the moment you failed to keep your wife happy. Now, you will accept your role as a servant and work tirelessly in the fields."

John struggled against Jamal's grip, but it was no use. The man was too strong, too powerful. "Please, Jamal," he begged, his voice cracking. "Let me stay here, let me be close to Jenny."

Jamal's eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he released John, letting him fall to the floor. "Very well," he said, his voice calm but commanding. "You may stay in the bunkhouse, but you will ***** on the floor. And you will serve us both without question."

John nodded, his body trembling with fear and ***********. "Thank you, Jamal," he whispered, his voice barely audible.

Jamal turned to Jenny, his expression softening slightly. "Come here," he said, his voice gentle. Jenny obeyed, crawling over to him and wrapping her arms around his waist. Jamal stroked her hair, his fingers brushing against her scalp.

"Good girl," he murmured, his voice soothing. "Now, let's make that baby."

Jenny looked up at Jamal, her blue eyes filled with unbridled desire. "Yes, Jamal," she whispered, her voice trembling with anticipation. "I want to feel you inside me again." Jamal's lips curled into a predatory smile as his hand moved to cup her breast, his fingers teasing her nipple through the fabric of her dress. "That's what I wanted to hear," he said, his voice low and commanding. He leaned down, his mouth closing over her nipple, sucking hard as his fingers continued to tease and torment her. Jenny's moans grew louder, her body arching under his touch.

"Please, Jamal, please," she begged, her voice breaking with desperation. Jamal lifted his head, his eyes locking onto hers with a fierce intensity. "Ask nicely," he said, his voice soft but demanding. Jenny swallowed hard, her eyes pleading. "Please, Jamal, fuck me. I need you inside me, I need to feel you filling me up," she whispered, her voice trembling with need. Jamal's lips curled into a satisfied smile as he positioned the head of his cock at her entrance. "That's what I wanted to hear," he said, pushing forward.

Jenny cried out as his thick, hard cock stretched her open, the sensation both painful and exhilarating. Jamal paused, giving her a moment to adjust before slowly sinking deeper. Jenny's nails dug into his shoulders as he filled her completely, their bodies moving together in perfect sync. Jamal began to thrust, his pace slow and deliberate. Each movement sent waves of pleasure through Jenny's body, her pussy clenching around his cock as she rode the edge of orgasm. Jamal's hands roamed over her body, his fingers finding her nipples and pinching them roughly. Jenny's cries grew louder, her voice echoing through the room. "Fuck, Jamal, yes!" she screamed, her hips meeting his thrusts with increasing urgency. Jamal's pace quickened, his cock pistoning in and out of her slick pussy.

The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, a rhythmic beat that matched the pounding of Jenny's heart. Jamal's thrusts grew relentless, each one driving deeper into Jenny's quivering pussy. "You like that, huh?" he grunted, his voice a low growl. Jenny could only nod, her vision blurring with tears of pleasure. Jamal's hands moved to her hips, holding her steady as he drove into her harder and faster. Jenny's body tensed, her orgasm building rapidly. "Come for me, bitch," Jamal growled, his voice harsh and commanding.

Jenny's world exploded in a burst of white-hot pleasure, her body convulsing as she came hard around his cock. Jamal followed her over the edge, his own release washing over him as he filled her pussy with his seed. His cock pulsed inside her, shooting wave after wave of virile, fertile seed deep into her womb. Jenny's body responded, her womb flooding with his potent essence as her body prepared to conceive.

They lay there for a moment, their bodies tangled together in the aftermath of their passion. Jamal's breathing slowly returned to normal, his cock softening inside Jenny's still-quivering pussy. He pulled out, rolling onto his back and letting out a satisfied sigh. Jenny lay beside him, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath.

She turned her head to look at Jamal, a small smile playing on her lips. "I love you," she whispered, her voice barely audible. Jamal's hand slid down to her waist, pulling her closer. "And soon," he added, his voice dark and possessive, "you'll be carrying my *****. My heir."

Jenny's breath caught in her throat, her body trembling with a mix of fear and anticipation. "Yes, Jamal," she whispered, her voice barely audible. Jamal's grip tightened on her waist, his eyes burning with intensity. "Good girl," he murmured, his voice a low growl. "Now, go inside and rest. You'll need your strength for the days to come."

Jenny nodded, her body trembling as she turned and walked into the bunkhouse, her mind reeling with the implications of his words. As she lay down on the cold, hard floor, she couldn't help but feel a strange sense of satisfaction. She was pregnant with Jamal's *****, the heir to his dominance. And as she drifted off to *****, she knew that her life would never be the same again.

"Now," he said, his voice returning to its commanding tone. "We're going to the farmhouse. Tomorrow, we'll contact a lawyer to transfer everything from John to me. You understand?" Jenny nodded, her heart pounding in her chest. "Yes, Jamal," she whispered, her voice trembling with both fear and excitement.

The next morning, Jamal and Jenny sat in the living room of the farmhouse, a black female lawyer named Tonya was seated across from them. Jamal's presence dominated the room, his eyes cold and calculating. Then Tonya shuffled through the documents, the pen poised to sign. "John," Jamal called, his voice echoing through the house.

John appeared in the doorway, his face pale and drawn. Jamal gestured for him to come forward. "Sign these," he ordered, handing John the papers. John's hands trembled as he took the pen, his eyes darting between Jamal and the documents. "Please," he whispered, his voice barely audible. "Don't make me do this." Jamal's eyes narrowed. "Sign," he repeated, his voice leaving no room for argument. John swallowed hard, his hand shaking as he signed his name.

The lawyer collected the papers, her expression a gleeful smirk. "It's done," the Tonya said, standing up. "Mr. Jamal is now the legal owner of this property and head of this household. He now owns a sexy white fuck doll and one wimpy white slave. Let me know when you are ready for the next step." Jamal nodded, his eyes never leaving John.

"Thank you, I will reach out when I am done with them ," he said, his voice cold. "Now, John get to work. You have fields to tend." John nodded, his shoulders slumping as he turned and walked out of the room. Jamal watched him go, a satisfied smile curling his lips. "Come here," he said, turning to Jenny.

She obeyed, her heart pounding in her chest. Jamal pulled her into his arms, his lips brushing against her ear. "You did well my sexy sex toy," he murmured, his voice soft. "Now, let's make sure you stay that way." Jenny shivered, her body responding to his touch.

"Yes, Jamal," she whispered, her voice trembling with both fear and desire. Jamal's grip tightened, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Good girl," he said, his voice low and intense. "Now, let's get started breeding our family."

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CHAPTER FOUR
TRIGGER WARNING



The sun had just begun to set, casting a warm, golden hue over the farm. The air was thick with the scent of hay and earth, mingling with the faint aroma of Jenny's perfume as she walked beside John towards the barn. Her swollen belly, now carrying her seventh ***** by Jamal, swayed gently with each step. John's heart pounded in his chest, his small, caged cock aching with anticipation and dread.

"John," Jenny said softly, her voice sweet and melodic, "I have something important to tell you."

John turned to look at her, his eyes wide with hope and fear. "What is it, Jenny?" he asked, his voice trembling.

Jenny smiled, a cruel glint in her blue eyes. "Jamal has decided that you've become... useless," she said, her voice dripping with malice. "He thinks it's time for you to accept your fate."

John's ***** ran cold, his body trembling with fear. "No, Jenny, please," he begged, his voice cracking. "I can still work, I can still be useful."

Jenny laughed, a sound that sent shivers down John's spine. "Oh, John," she said, her voice mocking, "you've never been useful. You were always weak, always inadequate. Jamal is the only one who could ever satisfy me."

John's face flushed with ***********, his fists clenching at his sides. "But I love you, Jenny," he pleaded. "I always have. Please, give me another chance."

Jenny's smile widened, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Love? Is that what you call it?" she sneered. "You think love matters when you can't satisfy a woman's needs? Look at me, John. I'm pregnant with Jamal's 7th *****. A strong, healthy baby with a big black daddy. And you? You are a weak wimpy loser, ******** on the floor with your dick in a chastity cage begging on your knees."

John's vision blurred with tears, his heart breaking at her words. "Please, Jenny," he whispered, his voice barely audible. "Don't do this to us."

Jenny's expression softened slightly, but there was no warmth in her eyes. "John," she said, her voice gentle but firm, "if you agree to accept your fate, I'll let you cum once last time. But you have to put the noose around your neck first."

John's breath caught in his throat, his mind reeling with the implications of her words. "Please, Jenny," he begged, his voice trembling. "Don't make me do this."

Jenny's eyes hardened, her voice taking on a commanding tone. "Do it, John," she ordered, her voice leaving no room for argument. "Or else."

John followed to Jenny to barn. Inside he found a rope hanging from the rafter and a stool underneath. John swallowed hard, his hands shaking as he reached for the noose. The rough hemp felt harsh against his skin, the weight of it heavy and ominous. He looped it around his neck, his fingers trembling as he tightened the knot.

Jenny watched him with a satisfied smile, her hand resting on her swollen belly. "Good boy," she murmured, her voice soft but commanding. "Now, let me remove your cage."

John nodded, his body trembling with fear and anticipation. Jenny knelt before him, her fingers deftly unlocking the metal chastity cage that had confined his tiny cock for so long. She pulled it off, tossing it aside with a disdainful glance.

John's cock, small and pathetic, sprang free, already half-hard with arousal and fear. Jenny's hand wrapped around it, her fingers squeezing gently as she began to stroke him.

"Look at you, John," she said, her voice mocking. "So small, so insignificant. But don't worry, I'll make sure you feel good one last time."

John moaned, his body arching under her touch. "Please, Jenny," he whispered, his voice trembling with need. "I'll do it, please make me cum."

Jenny's smile widened, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "That's what I wanted to hear," she said, her voice low and commanding. She leaned forward, her lips brushing against the tip of his cock. "Now, close your eyes and imagine it's Jamal's big black cock inside my mouth."

John's breath hitched, his body trembling with both fear and desire. He closed his eyes, his mind filling with images of Jamal's thick, hard cock thrusting into Jenny. Jenny's mouth closed over his cock, her tongue swirling around the head as she sucked him deep into her throat.

John's moans grew louder, his body responding to her skilled ministrations. "Fuck, Jenny, yes!" he screamed, his hips bucking against her mouth. Jenny's hand moved faster, her fingers stroking him with increasing urgency.

Just as John's body tensed, on the brink of release, she abruptly stopped. Her grip tightened, denying him the release he desperately sought. "Remember, John," she said, her voice cold and unyielding, "I belong to Jamal now. You will never cum again." John's eyes flew open, his body trembling with frustration and despair. "Please, Jenny," he begged, his voice cracking. "Just one more time." Jenny's smile was cruel, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Never," she whispered, her voice dripping with malice. "You will forever live in chastity, just like you deserve."

John's heart shattered, his body collapsing in defeat. He knew, with a sinking certainty, that his life was over. John's vision began to blur with tears as they freely fell from his eyes. He looked down at Jenny, his heart breaking as he saw the cold, calculating look in her eyes.

"Thank you, John," she said, her voice soft but firm. "Now, it's time for you to accept your fate."

John's breath caught in his throat, his body trembling with fear. "Please, Jenny," he whispered, his voice barely audible. "Don't do this to me."

Jenny's smile widened, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Goodbye, John," she said, her voice cold and final. With a swift, decisive motion, she kicked the stool out from under him.

John's body jerked violently as the noose tightened around his neck, cutting off his air supply. His hands clawed at the rope, his legs kicking frantically as he struggled to breathe. The world around him began to fade, his vision darkening as the life drained from his body.

Jenny watched him with a detached expression, her hand resting on her swollen belly. "Rest in peace, John," she murmured, her voice barely audible. "You served your purpose."

As the last vestiges of life left John's body, his struggles ceased, his limbs going limp. Jenny turned and walked away, her heart pounding in her chest with a mix of fear and excitement.

She knew that her life would never be the same again. She was now fully under Jamal's control, her body constantly pregnant with his *****ren. And as she walked back to the farmhouse, she couldn't help but feel a strange sense of satisfaction.

She was Jamal's now, his obedient wife and breeding mare. And as she stepped inside the house, she knew that her life would be filled with nothing but ********** and pleasure.

CHAPTER FIVE



Jamal stood in the farmhouse's living room, his massive frame casting a shadow over the rustic furniture. The sun had set, and the room was bathed in the soft glow of a single lamp.

He pulled out his cell and dialed Tanya, the female black lawyer he used to take all of John's property. The phone rang twice before she answered, her voice smooth and professional.

"Tanya, it's Jamal," he said, a cruel glint in his eye. "I have some news for you."

There was a pause on the other end of the line. "What is it, Jamal?" Tanya asked, her tone cautious.

"John is dead," Jamal replied, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "Jenny took care of him."

Tanya's breath hitched slightly, but she quickly regained her composure. "I see," she said, her voice steady. "How did it happen?"

"She hung him," Jamal said, enjoying the weight of the words. "It was... fitting, given his uselessness."

Tanya paused again, considering her next words carefully. "Well, Jamal, I think we can make good use of his remains. Have you considered cremation? We could turn his ashes into a gem and place it in an anal butt plug. It would be a... fitting tribute to his servitude."

Jamal's eyes lit up with amusement. "That's brilliant, Tanya. I like the way you think. Yes, let's do that. His ashes will serve as a constant reminder of his place."

"Excellent," Tanya said, her voice approving. "I'll handle the arrangements. You just focus on your life with Jenny."

Jamal ended the call and turned to Jenny, who was standing in the doorway, her swollen belly protruding prominently. She watched him with a mixture of curiosity and anticipation.

"What did she say?" Jenny asked, her voice soft but eager.

Jamal smiled, a predatory gleam in his eyes. "Tanya suggested we cremate John and turn his ashes into a gem. Then, we put it in an anal butt plug."

Jenny's eyes widened, her breath catching in her throat. "An anal butt plug?" she repeated, her voice trembling with excitement.

"Yes," Jamal confirmed, his voice low and commanding. "And I intend to present it to you as a gift. A reminder of your power and his **********."

Jenny's heart raced, her body tingling with arousal. "Oh, Jamal," she whispered, her voice thick with desire. "I can't wait."

Jamal stepped closer to her, his towering presence overwhelming. He reached out and cupped her chin, tilting her head up to meet his gaze. "You deserve this, Jenny," he said, his voice soft but firm. "You deserve to feel every inch of my dominance."

Jenny nodded, her eyes shining with devotion. "Yes, Jamal," she murmured, her voice barely audible. "I belong to you."

Jamal leaned down and kissed her, his lips rough and demanding. Jenny moaned into his mouth, her body arching towards him. When he pulled away, she was breathless, her cheeks flushed with arousal.

"Now," Jamal said, his voice commanding, "let's go to the bedroom. I want to fuck your ass while you're eight months pregnant."

Jenny's eyes widened, her breath hitching in her throat. "My ass?" she repeated, her voice trembling with both fear and excitement.

"Yes," Jamal confirmed, his voice dark and possessive. "I want to claim every part of you, Jenny. Your pussy, your mouth, and now your ass."

Jenny's heart pounded in her chest, her body trembling with anticipation. "Yes, Jamal," she whispered, her voice thick with desire. "Anything you want."

Jamal led her to the bedroom, his hand resting possessively on her lower back. The room was dimly lit, the only light coming from a small bedside lamp. Jamal guided her to the bed and instructed her to lie on her side, her swollen belly pressing against the mattress.

"Spread your legs," Jamal ordered, his voice low and commanding.

Jenny obeyed, her legs parting to reveal her swollen pussy, already glistening with arousal. Jamal knelt behind her, his massive black cock hardening with anticipation. He reached for the lube on the nightstand, squeezing a generous amount onto his fingers.

"Relax," Jamal said, his voice soothing as he began to massage the lube into her tight asshole. Jenny gasped, her body tensing as his fingers worked their way inside her.

"Easy," Jamal murmured, his voice calming. "Just relax and let me take control."

Jenny took a deep breath, her body slowly relaxing under his touch. Jamal continued to work his fingers inside her, stretching her slowly but surely. When he felt she was ready, he removed his fingers and positioned his cock at her entrance.

"Are you ready, Jenny?" Jamal asked, his voice dark and possessive.

Jenny nodded, her eyes closed tightly. "Yes, Jamal," she whispered, her voice trembling with anticipation. "Please, take me."

Jamal pressed the head of his cock against her asshole, his breath hitching as he felt her tightness. Slowly, he began to push inside, inch by agonizing inch. Jenny cried out, her body arching as he filled her completely.

"Fuck, Jamal," she screamed, her voice breaking with pleasure. "So big, so deep."

Jamal groaned, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he began to thrust. Each movement was deliberate, his cock sliding in and out of her tight ass with ****** precision. Jenny's cries grew louder, her body trembling with each powerful thrust.

"Yes, Jamal," she screamed, her voice raw with passion. "Fuck my ass, please!"

Jamal's thrusts grew faster, his cock pounding into her with relentless *****. Jenny's body shook with pleasure, her swollen belly bouncing with each impact. Her nails dug into the sheets, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

"Cum for me, Jenny," Jamal growled, his voice dark and commanding. "Show me how much you love my black cock."

Jenny's body tensed, her orgasm building rapidly. "Jamal, I'm going to cum!" she screamed, her voice breaking with ecstasy.

With one final, powerful thrust, Jamal drove his cock deep into her ass, his own release approaching. Jenny's body convulsed around him, her orgasm crashing over her like a tidal wave. She screamed his name, her voice echoing through the room as she came hard.

Jamal followed soon after, his cock pulsing inside her as he emptied himself into her depths. He held her tightly, his breath hot against her ear as they rode out their shared climax.

When it was over, Jamal slowly withdrew his cock, leaving Jenny panting and sweat-soaked on the bed. He stood and looked down at her, a satisfied smile on his face.

"Good girl," he murmured, his voice soft but approving. "You took me well."

Jenny smiled up at him, her eyes shining with adoration. "Thank you, Jamal," she whispered, her voice full of gratitude. "I love you."

Jamal leaned down and kissed her forehead, his touch gentle but possessive. "I love you too, Jenny," he said, his voice sincere. "Now, rest. We have a busy day tomorrow."

Jenny nodded, her eyes closing as exhaustion overtook her. Jamal watched her for a moment before turning and walking out of the room, his mind already planning their future.

THE END
... for now