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“The address says that the house should be around here somewhere. Can you please check if google maps is taking us to the right place honey?” The young black girl asked her boyfriend.

“Oh, yeah ok!.” Alexis took the phone out of the cupholder it was situated in to get a closer look. “Uuuum…” He squinted at the little map. “It- it looks like it's in a whole big neighborhood, but it's like, way off the main road. The only road in should be coming up in… like a mile.”

“Cool. thanks, honey.” Kayla scanned the road for her upcoming turn. Where the hell… oh shit, there it was. The entrance was so tiny and hidden by the surrounding woods she’d almost missed it.

Kayla turned just a bit too fast, the cleaning supplies in the trunk making a heavy thud as they were tossed to the side. Alexis clutched the chair and whimpered slightly as the car whipped around. Kayla could help but smile. He was so cute.

There were moments where his skittishness got on her nerves, but she knew that deep down it was only because he loved her so much. Poor guy was basically just a lovesick puppy, and she loved him just as much back. She just wished that he was a bit better at showing it.

“Hey.” She frowned. “How long is this road?”

“Um…!” Alexis looked down at the phone again. “L-long? Sorry, I don't know…”

“It’s ok, don’t worry about it, honey.” She reassured him. She shook her head with a smile. It didn't matter, they'd get there when they got there, but this was weird.

They’d gone out into a country a few times for jobs, mostly just old folks who were hiring them to clean out their houses before a move or something, but that made sense. It was always people who wouldn't have a ton of money to spare, hiring an affordable independent house cleaning service like the one Kayla and Alexis offered.

This was different. This guy lived an hour and a half away from them, and when they told him that was too far he'd offered to comp them for gas and pay for drive time. When they'd asked what he needed, the pictures he showed them were of a fucking mansion, and when she’d told him that would be a big job he said he’d double their hourly rate.

That left the question, which she naturally left unsaid, was why he was hiring them instead of, well, an actual cleaners service. The kind whose owners weren’t its only two employees, and whose company vehicle was a car from 1997 with duffel bags full of cleaning supplies in the trunk.

And now here they were, miles from home, and apparently, this guy lived in…

“Whoa…” Alexis breathed.

As they rounded a corner, the neighborhood finally came into view. The woods gave way to a massive clearing, populated by houses half the size of the whole block The young couple lived on.

Three stories tall, each one situated on a wide green lawn with gardens and fountains and statues, and between all that and their little car was a big, actual gate. Next to the gate was a large brightly painted white sign.

WELCOME TO WHITEROCK

It couldn't have been less than ten feet tall. Behind the looming sign massive colonial-looking wrought iron bars with little spikes at the top, and from what Kayla could see may have stretched around the entire perimeter of the neighborhood. Wild.

She pulled up to the gate, where an unusually comfortable-looking security booth sat on the left side of the road. Inside, a security guard eyed her suspiciously.

She rolled her window down.

“Hi,” Kayla greeted him.

“Name.” The security guard responded flatly.. His gaze pierced into her.

“We’re Peachy Clean, Mr Johnson hired us for the day.” She answered.

The man looked down at something Kayla couldn't see. Several moments went by in silence. Finally, the man looked back up.

“Third house on the left. You go there, nowhere else. Park in the driveway, not the street.”

“...Thanks.” The man said nothing, maintaining eye contact as he pressed a button and the gate slid open.

Kayla rolled up her window and slowly drove through the gate. It looked like the guy kept watching her till the car was moving down the street. Through the rearview mirror, she watched the gate slide shut behind them.

"Well, it looks like we are at least at the right place!" Beamed the cute black boy beside her.

"Yea, I just wish they were a little bit more inviting. I mean the white fences and neat lawns look like they are perfect. I hope they don't hold us to that standard. I know we’re good, but damn."

Kayla slowed down at the third driveway on the left side, checking the number on the mailbox before proceeding. Something told her the people around these parts wouldn't be happy if she drove up to the wrong house, even if it was the security guard who’d given her the directions.
The driveway connected to a large garage on the side of the house, where Kayla guessed the owner's car was. She did her best to park out of the way of the garage door.

"Whelp, there it is. Guessed there wasn't gonna be a welcoming party, but I at least expected to see someone by the door." Kayla hopped out of the cleaning van and smiled at Alexis. "Well come on, silly. We gotta find this Mr Johnson soon if we’re gonna get home at a reasonable time. I hope you weren't expecting me to do all the cleaning this time again!"

"I was sick that week... How long are you gonna keep holding that over me." Alexis pouted under his breath.

The couple grabbed a couple of things and headed to the front door. Kayla pounded on the door while Alexis timidly hid behind her. Meeting new clients was always scary for him.

Kayla waited by the door patiently for a response. After a minute with none, she raised her hand to knock again.

“Wait, um…” Alexis stopped her. “We don't wanna annoy him, right?”

Kayla sighed. “I'm sure it’ll be fine honey, maybe he just doesn't-” She stopped as she finally heard the doorknob turn.

“Well well well,” The man who swung the door open greeted them enthusiastically, “Look at you two! You’re just what I ordered.”

“That's us.” Kayla replied with an even smile. This guy already seemed a bit weird, but dealing with weirdos was part of the job.

"I have been expecting you two for a while. I can't wait to see how you perform." He smiled eerily.

"You'll find our services are second to none." Kayla said smugly.

Kayla felt a tug on the back of her shirt. She turned around to find Alexis who was being his normal nervous self, but she couldn't help but feel he had a good reason for it this time.

"Yes darling?" She asked

"I need to use the bathroom," the meek boy answered.

Kayla wasn’t sure if Mr Johnson had heard, but she played her usual role anyways.

“If you wouldn’t mind, My boyfriend would like to use your bathroom.” She asked politely.

The man smirked like he knew something Kayla didn’t. “Well of course, come right in!”

The man turned and strode into the foyer, beckoning the couple to follow him. Kayla started forward, checking to make sure Alexis was following. He was a few steps behind, taking in the room with wide eyes. She offered him a reassuring smile before continuing on into the house.

The group walked down the hallways. Everything was so…. New. Things looked like they had just been unpacked. Strange that this white man would want a place cleaned just after moving in, but it wasn't her money being wasted so Kayla didn't care. As they approached the parlor Mr Johnson gestured to a clean white door.

"There you are.”

‘Thanks, um, sir!.” Alexis stuttered quickly, shutting himself in the shining white bathroom.

Mr Johnson turned to Kayla. “While he uses the bathroom, why don’t we head to my drawing room where I will assign you your position for this job?”

Kayla nodded, and he turned to lead the way.

“Make sure to hurry along when you’re finished!" He called over his shoulder towards the bathroom. Kayla followed him down the hall towards what she assumed was his study.

The pair entered the room, and Kayla was immediately in awe of the towers of bookshelves. She was a pretty avid reader in her free time and wished she could spend more time in this wonderous room. She had been planning on going to college once she earned enough from this gig.

"Wow, your collection is amazing!”” She couldn’t help but exclaim. She turned to skim over the many titles. “I can't believe how rare some of these works are! If you wouldn't mind I would be thrilled if you would let me borrow-”

THUNK

She suddenly felt a heavy metal weight land on top of her head. She quickly reached up to try to remove it. "What the fuck! What is this thing!?"

"Oh calm down you dumbass nigger. It will all be over soon. Ugh. They didn't tell me it needed to charge up first. In just under a minute all that pesky free-will is gonna be zapped away, so I guess just get it out of your system now." The voice said.

Wait. Did he just call her a nigger?

"Mr Johnson get this fucking thing off right now. Hurry up or I am gonna sue your ass to the moon!" Kayla screamed. Her hands clawed at the helmet whose buzzing was growing louder and louder.

"I am sure you would, if your brain wasn't about to be fried. Should be about 30 seconds left. I knew I should have warmed it up beforehand. You’re gonna need to make it up to me for this migraine your monkey shrieking is causing." The man audibly sighed.

Kayla lunged wildly searching for the source of the voice. That racist bastard was gonna get a cure for a headache all right. "Get this fucking thing off me! I swear I’ll-!"

ZAP

"Finally. God you coons can just go on and on without ever really saying anything. Alright, lets see how you behave now, dumb nigger cunt. "

The dumb nigger cunt felt the weight being lifted off of her head. She saw her master in front of her and she smiled happily. Of course she was happy, this was the first day of the rest of her new life! So why were there tears in her eyes? Oh well! That kinda thing was for her superior white master to think about.

"There we go. Much quieter already. Haha, a welcome adjustment if you ask me! Her master chuckled. You nearly burst my eardrums with that awful noise. Now then let's get a good look at my new toy. Strip." Her master commanded

She looked down to her chest to see her work clothes. A black apron over her pink t-shirt and some jeans, hardly the clothes for a slave like her. "Yes master!" She quickly took off the disgusting remnants of her old life and folded them up and placed them on the floor. Once she had completed her task she stood at attention, completely naked and excited to have finished her first order.

Her master grinned at her. "What an obedient pet you are now." He reached out and groped her tits. "Hmmm, that's disappointing. The pictures on your website made you look like one of those coon cows with nice big udders, but these are pretty small aren't they?” He slapped his property's tits. “Oh well, maybe I’ll get used to it. How about you tell me about yourself, nigger?"

"Of course! This retarded coon was formerly known as Kayla and has not yet been given a new name. I am a nigger who has been brainwashed and now serves her white betters. I will happily obey any command given to me, master!" She drooled a little on her tits as she saluted her new owner. What was left of her brain buzzed with the joy of degrading herself for her master. She was so excited to get to serve. No longer did she have to worry about impressing clients. Now she could be the pathetic nigger fucksleeve she was meant to be.

"Hahaha, Much better! does the nigger still wanna read my books?" Her master groped and felt up her body. Treating her as little more than a stress toy. He poked and prodded at her body.

"Oh no sir! This ditzy jungle bunny doubts she can read anything in her master's library. Hehe! Us niggers are better off leaving thinking to amazing white men like you!" She giggled to herself.

"That's right. The only reason for us to keep you animals around is at least you can follow orders well once you are properly subjected. He snapped his fingers. “Kneel nigger. You're gonna give me some relief after the stress you caused." He pulled out his thick white cock. Her mouth began to water as she stared at the white god's member. Her tongue hung out of her mouth as if on instinct. "There we go. I could get used to this." He grabbed a hold of her messy hair and thrust into her awaiting warm mouth. "I bet the smartest thing in that empty head of yours is my cock! What do you think, monkey?"

"Yuuushhhh maasssssa" she moaned and nodded in agreement while her head was used like a fleshlight. The white cock was so much bigger and tasty than anything she had ever had in her mouth before. Certainly better than…

The door in the back started to open. She started to look at who it was before.

“GLUK GLUK GLUK.” Her head was forced right back down onto the cock. Oh, that's right, she was just a stupid nigger cocksleeve. What was she doing worrying about anything other than pleasing her master? Maybe if she got the white cock far enough down her throat she would lose the rest of those naughty thinky sounds.

"Umm, am I in the right place? I couldn't figure out how to use the toilet… so I wasn't able to flush… I heard noises coming from here so I came to see if…." The boy stared stunned at the scene in front of him as she got her skull fucked. If that nigger wanted a turn with her master he was just gonna have to wait. Unless Master said otherwise of course.

"Awww what a good nigger suck slut.” Master praised his new toy. He patted her on the cheek while she skewered what was left of her brain on the thick white meat. “But it's rude to not say hello to our guests." He pulled her head back, and as his massive white meat left her mouth with a pop, some of her senses returned to her. She turned to the worthless coon who minutes ago she had thought of as her boyfriend.

"Ooh, hiii hubby hehe! So glad you decided to join us!" She smiled at the timid black boy.

"Wha.. what is happening? What did you do.. what did you do to her???" The boy's knees shook and he crumpled to the ground. Tears falling to the floor.

"Aww it's ok silly, master here was just showing me what a dumb nigger I am. Us worthless blacks are just stupid animals, and we need to be taught to obey our white masters!. The only things we should do are serve them and make their lives better. It's not like coons like us are gonna do anything important." Her cunt dripped as she spoke. Her brain felt sooooo good when she acted like the inferior she now knew she was.

"But I don't understand! What happened to you!" The boy yelled out

"Another loud monkey. God you coons are so irritating." Master started to walk over to his desk and opened another box.

"Oh no! I am so sorry master!” The brainless black cunt groveled. “Alexis you retarded faggot, you should know better than to make your worthless ape noises in front of your future owner!" She walked over to her former lover and knelt down beside him. "Don’t worry honey, you won’t make mistakes like that anymore once master fries your tiny little brain."

"B-But Kayla, I love you!" The boy whimpered pathetically.

"No silly. Us worthless Inferiors can’t feel things like love except towards our masters. And besides, I’ll never love you back after today. Master has only used my mouth pussy so far and I’m already addicted. Your tiny monkey tail never had a chance to compare with him." She reached a hand into his pants and cupped his little balls. "Looks like someone is already getting hard. If you can even call that sad little thing erect. Don't worry, after our master finishes enslaving you won't have to worry about your tiny dicklet. It was never gonna see any use anyways. Maybe these little balls can be used as stress toys though hehe." She felt him squirt into her hand. The watery seed glistened on her black skin.

"God look at how stupid you two are. The black bitch boy is almost a submissive slave already. And I thought coon men were supposed to be tough." The white man laughed at the weeping boy.

"Oh no master, he’s a weak little beta fag.” The black bitch giggled. “Once he’s properly brainwashed I promise he’ll make for a much better pathetic coon sissy than he ever was as a man” She turned back to the crying monkey next to her and held out her hand. “Here cutie, lick my hand clean while our master fries your nigger brain.”

She knew this dumbass faggot could never refuse an order from her, even though she was just retarded coon cumslut. So while the white man forcibly slammed a metal helmet down on his head, he just obediently lapped at his own failure of a squirt on his now former girlfriend's hand. The whirring helmet buzzed as she pushed each digit of her hand into his whimpering mouth. At least they would always be together… right?

ZAP

The dumb monkey boy’s eyes crossed as the helmet turned him into a good, obedient nigger. The stupid coon with tits that were too small for her master noticed his little dick throbbing in his pants. How cute, he was excited to be a good little jungle bunny for his master!

Their master lifted the helmet off the boy's head and stood over his slaves, his wonderful cock still out. If this was the cucky's little dicklet he would have already passed out for the night. Everything was much more exciting now that she was a fleshlight for a real man to fuck.

Their master sneered at the drooling boy. You understand your place now, nigger?” He asked.

The boy nodded enthusiastically. “Yes master, I’m so sorry for being such a disrespectful dummy, I’m a good nigger boy now!”

“Oh?” Master raised an eyebrow. “Then why are you still wearing clothes, monkey?”

The dumb coon looked down at himself in shock. “Oh, I'm so sorry master-”

“Strip, now.” Their master ordered him.

“Yes master!” The monkey hurried to obey, hopping to his feet and pulling his shirt and apron over his head. He dropped his pants to his ankles, standing for a moment in only his little tighty whities, tented by his hard little cock. Then a moment later he pulled those down too and stepped out of both. He stood at attention, naked for their master, just like the mindless monkey girl. She continued to smile as she watched her former boyfriend scramble to humiliate himself for the man who now owned them.

“Th-there, is that better master?”

Master only grunted. He circled behind the naked nigger boy, stopping only to smack his ass once. Then he grinned.

“Alright little faggot,” Their master addressed his new smiling slave. “Tell me about yourself.”

‘Yes, master!” The boy answered eagerly. “I'm a stupid little sissy coon with a tiny cock and a tiny brain!" His tiny dicklet bounced up and down as he happily declared his devotion, still leaking his watery cum. "Now that you fried my worthless monkey brain, I’m an obedient little nigger, mindless property to be used however you want master! From now on I'll happily do anything superior white men order me to master, I’ll be a good little slave cocksucker like all us brainless brown boys should!” Like she had, he drooled as he babbled, a wet trail leading down his tummy to his pathetic penis.

"That was a pretty good performance. I guess you deserve a little treat. Your master got you a little something.”

The dribbling nigger cunt watched with keen eyes as their master reached into a drawer in his desk, curious about what he had for the tiny cocked coon. She didn’t bother trying to guess, being both a woman and a jigaboo she knew she was dumber than the precum leaking out of her master's cock. She wondered for a moment if as a boy her former boyfriend might be a little smarter than her, but one glance at the dumb monkey, standing at attention while his little cock bobbed in the air, was all it took to dispel that ridiculous idea.

Their master pulled out a small piece of metal. It looked like a flat disc with a small ring attached to it.

"Guess what master has for you, faggot?"

"What master? The boy babbled eagerly. “This nigger is too stupid to guess anything!"

"It's a chastity cage dummy. We’re gonna lock that pathetic black dick up. Honestly, it's pretty disgusting that you even show it at all. Once it’s nice and safely locked away you can focus on things that matter actually matter. Which is to say, whatever I tell you to."

"Oh my God! Of course sir! I was so stupid to think anyone would want to see my sad dick. It isn't really a dick when compared to your beautiful cock, more like a sad clitty hehehe" the coon giggled to himself.

"Well duh, cucky,” The brainless black bitch giggled. “You should have locked that sorry thing up ages ago! You were always a quick-shot loser. I was just too much of a dumb nigger to realize that it was because you’re just a subhuman sissy, meant to serve real cocks like the rest of us inferior trash!"

The giddy black boy toy hurriedly took the cage and started to press what was left of his manhood into the tiny metal prison. He winced a little as he closed it. The cage was clearly a little too small for him, which obviously didn’t matter at all. Now that the helmet had made him into a good little monkey, the coon girl knew the idea of doing anything other than exactly what their master had told him to would never even cross his tiny mind.
Once it was fully inside he turned the small key at the top, locking it with an audible click.

"All done master!" The coon handed over the key to its rightful owner. The man carelessly tossed it onto his desk like it was a worthless object. Which meant that it was just another worthless object. White men like him were the only people whose opinions were worth anything, after all.

She wiggled her butt thinking about how amazing whites were. Her cunt leaked as she watched her former lover be completely subjugated in mere moments, reduced to a pathetic toy. Hell, they had both barely known him for an hour and already he had reduced them both to mindless niggers, kneeling before him waiting to obey his every command. Truly this was the best thing that had ever happened to her. She started to drool on herself. She couldn't help it. It was just so amazing seeing a white superior treat Inferiors like them how they were meant to be treated.

“Alright, that's enough generosity.” their master grunted. He hopped up to sit on his desk facing his pet cock sleeves, his legs open. “Get your fat asses over here.” He ordered with a smile.

“Yes master!” The brainless niggers responded nearly in unison. The cunt began to stand, the monkey boy following her lead.

“Hey, who told you you could stand up!” Their master scolded them.

The dumb ape girl dropped back to her knees as fast as she could, flushed with embarrassment, the stupid cuck doing the same. She couldn't believe what bad niggers they’d been, trying to walk when master had obviously wanted them to crawl like the dumb, worthless animals they were. They were so lucky he was there to correct them!

“I’m so sorry master!” The dumb monkey whined while he crawled forward. “My tiny banana muncher brain is just too stupid for me to do anything right!" He kissed the shoe of his white god.

“Thank you so much for turning our pathetic brains to mush and making us into good, obedient. Drooling jungle bunnies!” The stupid cunt mewled, looking up at their master where he sat above them.

“You’re welcome, monkeytits.” Their master grinned. “Now you,” He pressed on the cuck’s head with his foot. “Make that mouth of yours useful.” Master gestured to his magnificent dick, in case the stupid apes got confused again. The tiny dicked darkie’s eyes widen eagerly at his master's command.

“Yes mast-LLLK” He shoved their master's massive cock down his throat before he could even finish his sentence, his eyes rolling back in his head as he pressed his face against their master's crotch.
“GLLUCK GLRRRK GLLK” He gurgled loudly as he began mindlessly fucking his own face with their master's rod. The ape girl's pussy drooled as she watched her master fuck whatever was left of her former boyfriend's brains out.

“Hey, monkeytits.” She snapped to attention as her master addressed her. ”Worship my balls you dumb black cunt.”

“Yes master!” She answered immediately. The black cunt crawled forward to get her face underneath her master's perfect ballsack, slurping as much of them into her mouth as she could. She made sure to moan and slurp as noisily as possible to make sure Master knew how much she appreciated the opportunity to huff in the musk of her god.

“Mpphnn mlllpphhnn mllmnnn.” The muffled sound of her wet slobbering mixed with the dumb monkeys continued gagging noises. the shit-colored porch monkey waved her fat ass in the air as she gargled ball sweat. She knew her worthless tits were too small for her master, so she hoped at least her bouncy butt could be of some use.

She had no idea how long she and the nigger boy continued like that, slurping and sucking like good little nigger cocksleeves. Keeping track of time was probably more than their monkey brains were capable of anyways. Eventually, though, she felt their master's hips buck.

“There we go.” Their master grunted.

The cunt watched from below as he grabbed the sissy coons head in his powerful hand and held it firmly against the base of his dick, his hips spasming as he came. She watch the newly minted sissy boy gag and reach up to try and push himself away from the white cock now blocking his airway. But then his arms dropped back down to his sides. The coon seemed to remember that master couldn't care if he wasn't able to breathe. Currently he was using her former boyfriend as a fleshlight and fleshlights shouldn't interrupt their master when they are about to cum for something as silly as air. She spun her tongue around the now pulsing ball sack.

“GGLLLLRRKKPPHLLGG-” the cuck gurgled as their master appeared to empty load after load into his little mouth. Finally, their master stopped grunting, and after a moment pulled the mindless cumdump off his cock. The cunt continued to slurp on his balls, milking them. She wanted the sissy to be completely filled with real loads. She wanted him to experience what his pathetic nigger seed could never do for her. While she sucked and moaned she watched the sissy nearly collapse from the sensory overload.

The boy stared at their master with wide eyes, his cheeks puffed, cum leaking from his lips.

“Heh.” Master chuckled. “Drool that all over yourself, faggot.” He ordered.

“Blrpless mastllblbrr!” The boy babbled as cum poured out his mouth, down his chin, and onto his legs. He smiled stupidly. She wondered how she had ever been in love with this pathetic cumdump. At least her new owner revealed the truth to her, niggers were better at serving than thinking. The monkey bitch kept fondling his balls with her mouth. She moved up as the master leaned back on his desk to relax. Suddenly he sat up, pushing his balls into her face.

“Hey, faggot.” He addressed the used cumdump now sitting in front of him smiling brainlessly.

“Yes master?” the sissy boy drooled thick white cum onto his new cage. His eyes looked dazed, although there wasn't much going on in there when he began the blowjob.

“What was it you said about messing up my bathroom earlier?”

“Oh,” The sissy averted his eyes, clearly ashamed. “Well before you wiped my little nigger brain master,” He mewled apologetically. “I peed in your toilet, b-but I couldn’t figure out how to flush it…”

“sigh. Stupid nigger.” Master hopped off his desk, suddenly pulling his balls out of the slurping slave's mouth. “Come with me, both of you.” He ordered as he marched out of the room.

“Yes, master!” They both responded. The dumb monkey crawled out in front of the ape bitch, waving his bubble butt in her face as they followed their master. Now that she had a better chance to look at it, that jungle boy ass would make Master's white cock feel great.

He led them out of his study down the cool marble floors of the hallway and finally into the bathroom.

"Ummm I am sorry sir. I just couldn't figure out how it worked" the coon throat slut stammered.

"I know fuckpet. I should have figured a stupid animal like you couldn't use a simple toilet. I should have just made you piss outside like the mindless animals you clearly are. Well, how are you gonna fix this problem, huh? Have you figured out how to flush the toilet now, faggot?"

“N-no master…” The drooling coon whimpered pathetically. “Toilets are way too complicated for no-brained niggers to understand, I’m so sorry for thinking I had the right to use a bathroom like a person, master!”

“Then how are you gonna clean up your mess you stupid monkey?” Their master demanded.

“I- I, um…” The dumb monkey glanced around, his tiny brown brain clearly struggling to form an idea. “Uuh- uh, oh!” His eyes lit up. “Oh, I- I know master!” He eagerly announced.

He crawled past the monkey titted cunt to get to the toilet bowl still half full of his piss, his tiny caged cocklet leaking excitedly as he did. Now he had been domesticated by a proper owner, it seemed he was turning into the bitch girl he was meant to be.

He reached the toilet bowl and without a thought plunged his face into the yellow fluid below, lapping and slurping loudly. The more he drank the more depraved he became. A mix of eagerness to complete his master's task with a new love of the yellow bitter drink. The nigger cunt watched his enthusiastic obedience and only wished she could join him.

“Hmmm.” Their master smiled as if he’d just thought of something, then turned and left the bathroom. The ape girl hadn’t been told to follow him, so she just waited there on her hands and knees, while the monkey boy continued to lap from the toilet bowl.

A minute later, their master returned.

“You done yet, monkey?” He asked the sissy.

“BBlrblbl, Alblmost mmllbaster!” He blurted out, his mouth still full of urine. He returned to his slurping for several more seconds.

“Umm.. It’s, it’s almost gone, master, but I can't get this last bit…” The dumb coon whimpered.

“Stupid ape.” Master admonished him. “Put your head back in the toilet bowl, nigger.”

“Yes master!” The monkey hurried to obey. “Like this mast-uughgblublub?!”

The monkeys babbling was cut off as a stream of urine landed on his head. Their Master had started to let out his entire stream on the brown boy's empty head. When he eventually finished he shook his cock over his pet coon.

He chuckled. “Heh, at least you make a good urinal, stupid nigger.”

“Thank you master, I'm glad a dumb useless monkey like me can be useful for you!” The boy answered happily.

“That’s right faggot. Now remember this?” Master held out a hand, and dangled from it the key to the sissy’s cage.

“Of course master!” He answered with a smile.

“Good.” Master threw the key in the toilet bowl, then pressed the button on the top.

The brown cunt watched as the key swirled around in the bowl before being flushed away.

“Because that’s the last time you’ll see it. I don’t have any use for that little tail of yours, so you’ll never get to use it again. Oh,” Their master turned to address both of them now. “And since clearly you niggers are too stupid to use the bathroom, from now on you’ll pee outside, like the animals you are. Got it?”

“Yes, master!” The cunt nodded eagerly.

“Yes, master!” The piss-soaked sissy repeated.

“Good. Now, let's figure out what I'm gonna do with you two…”

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The town of Whiterock was truly an amazing place. Featherbutt was so lucky to get to live there. Master never really went into detail about how things functioned, I mean not like he should have to explain things to a stupid nigger sissy like him anyways. It seems like lots of retarded inferiors just like they were tricked into visiting the beautiful town to give rich white folks new property! It didn't seem like it was very hard to fool subhumans. Featherbutt was so happy that the superiors outwitted him, otherwise, he might never get to spend the rest of his life as a slave. He was just so happy that his owner liked niggers when he selected them.

The nigger faggot yawned. He looked up from his small dog bed to see the clock on the wall. 5:00! He was so excited that he was getting better at waking up on time. Before he had his brain fried he was never a morning person. This was just one of the ways his white god made his life better.

He quickly got up and looked around to make sure he wasn't disturbing anyone. In the bed, he saw his master, as wonderful as always, fully nude and sound asleep. At the foot of the bed, Monkeycunt slept in a heap, not covered by any of the sheets. It looked like the Master had used her for most of the night, as beautiful white cum still leaked from her well-used holes. Hopefully, that would be him soon. His little caged clitty leaked a little at the idea of Master filling his coon cocksleeve holes.

He quietly left the room, and hurried down the hall where he found the slave chamber. Animals like him weren't allowed in the people's bathroom unless they were cleaning it. So the filthy monkey got to work using the bucket and little water that the Master had generously provided to his slaves. The niggers only got new bathwater every two days. Why should Master waste precious resources on subhumans like them after all? Once he was done he stepped outside to get dressed

The monkey boy opened up one of the closets in the hall. Here were his maid uniforms that the Master had made for him. It consisted of a tiny black and white skirt that didn't cover his cage or his bubble butt. Honestly, it wasn't much of a skirt, but that didn't matter if it made the Master happy. It also had a frilly crop top and some cute leggings, and a little maid headpiece. He made sure to clip that onto his hair tightly this time. The nigger tended to have this piece fall off when his white owner skull fucked him extra hard. There was one more item in his maid outfit, but he wouldn’t be ready for that until he had woken Master up, so he left it on its shelf for the time being.

Once he was "dressed" he dashed to the front door. This was one of the few times he was allowed to leave without being accompanied by his owner. It was time to fetch the morning paper. Of course, this would be the only thing he would be doing outside. Thoughts about running away never crossed the dolled-up coon boys now broken mind. Why would he want to go anywhere when returning to his owner was the best thing for him?

He stepped outside and started heading down the driveway. On the way to the mailbox he saw some of the other inferiors of his street. There was the spic sow who lived across the street usually wearing whatever degrading thing her owner wanted her to wear. Today she was dressed up like a piggy, complete with a nose hook and pig butt plug. Next door was a chink boy who was dressed up like a dog and crawled down the path, a large black tail plug wagged in his ass as he walked. On the other side there was a muzzy girl dressed in only a hijab and gold piercings on her tits. Her rag always seemed to be soaked in something. The inferiors looked at each other but never said anything. What was there for them to say without a white present? They all knew that this was what their owners wanted and that is all that matters.

Once the nigger was back in his Master's home he hurried to the kitchen to prepare the meals. Eggs, bacon, and pancakes are all for Master. While those were cooking he reached into the bottom cupboard and pulled out 2 metal pink dog bowls. On the side of both their Master had graciously written "nigger fucktoy" in expo marker. The sissy moaned slightly as he held this gift from his owner. Truly his Master was too kind. He unpeeled two bananas and tossed one into each bowl. Then he took a gallon jug out of the fridge labeled "jungle juice". The sissy licked his monkey lips in excitement. This was a tasty idea from his Master. It was Kool-aid mixed with their owner's piss. Each time it hit his taste buds the nigger thought what was left of his brain buzzed with joy. Master was so smart! Combining all of his race's favorite treats in one wonderful doggy dish was one of the best things he ever tasted. He wiggled his ass happily while setting down the bowls at the feet of his Master's ornate chair. Sometimes he liked to step on their heads while they were face down in their coon chow, so making sure they were ready to please was very important. With their food served, he finished preparing his Master's meal and set it at his place on the table. He glanced at the clock. It was now time to wake up everyone else.

The nigger walked hastily down the hall back to his Master's chamber. He quietly opened the door to find both occupants still asleep. silently the slave stepped to where the coon cunt was sleeping. He shook her slightly. She should have been up by now. Master must have used her hard last night, he thought to himself. She started to open her eyes before springing awake. She glanced at the clock before swiftly moving out of the room. Now the sissy slut could attend to his owner. He lifted the covers of the bed. He breathed deeply, inhaling the musk of his Master and the cum and piss strains of last night's fun, he would have to clean those after. Now solidly nuzzled between his Master's legs he began to lap at the semi-hard white shaft in front of him. Master should always be greeted by his property servicing him. The first and last thing he sees each day is a good inferior slave debasing themselves for his pleasure. It was the only way to make up for being such pathetic monkeys. Now with the hardening shaft in front of him, he began to suck gently on the tip. Careful not to wake his owner too suddenly. Once the white Master started to move he knew that it was ok to go deeper. He began forcing himself deeper down on the ivory pole. Pushing his nose down into the wonderful pubes of his owner. Here his brain popped a little as his Master started to grab at his head. His Master's touch always made him light-headed.

"There's my good nigger maid boy…” Master yawned. “Look at you eagerly slurping away in the morning. I hope you got your chores done before becoming my morning fleshlight." The man sleepily asked

"Yuuussshh maasssssa" the nigger moaned around the white pole shoved down his mouth.

"Nicely done faggot. Now then, I feel like using your ass today to relieve my morning wood. Turn around."

With a loud smack the cock popped out of his mouth. "Oh, yes Master!" He hurried, pointed his coon ass towards the man commanding him, and hovered his holes above his owner. He wiggled his ass excitedly until he felt the slap that was the signal to impale himself down on the cock. He moaned loudly as his mind went blank for a moment. His caged clitty leaked from the real cock that hammered on his bitch spot. Once the shock of getting filled wore off slightly he began to bounce up and down making sure to squeeze down on the thick dick.

"Fuck you are a tight monkey today. Do I have anything on my schedule today, nigger?" The man slapped at the bubble butt in front of him

"Uhhh uh yesss Master. Uhh today is uhh this stupid coon's brainwashing reenforcement day. Also, you have a phone call from Mr. Hall, he uhhh said you uhh ugh wanted to lend you his fucking machine as a uhhh welcome gift!" The nigger panted heavily.

"Good bitch now. I’m gonna fill that cumdumpster ass of yours up, and I want you to go plug it with that cute duster of yours. Then go meet me in the kitchen."

"Yes sir!" With that, he began to furiously ride the cock dominating him. Each time he bottomed out he felt pre squirt out from his useless locked dicklet. Shooting little blanks was all good nigger boy clitties were good for. He started to feel his Master get close. Each powerful thrust gets slightly longer. Before bottoming out one last time and feeling his insides getting bleached. His cage was now moist from his pre cum, he smiled, happy to help serve his Master again.

"Now get out of here, fuckmeat." The man pushed off the drooling nigger before sitting up in the bed himself.

The dazed sissy realized he had a task to do and tightened up his ass to stop leaking the godly cum he had been told to keep inside him. He hurriedly shuffled back to the closet outside. Here he found his namesake tool. A feather duster. But not just any duster. This was a beautiful feather duster with slick black feathers with gray tops and where the handle normally was, was a thick white rubber dildo. The boy smiled as he rubbed the dildo against his pathetic dicklet. The precum slightly lined up the monster. He kissed the tip before licking it up and down. Making sure to wet it as much as he could. Then with that out of the way he eagerly began forcing the dildo deep into his faggot hole. Luckily his Master had already stretched him out this morning and given him some lube in the form of his cum. He winced as he pushed on the base. Deeper and deeper it went before finally he felt it pop in.

Featherbutt wiggled his ass a little, shaking his feathery tail to make sure it was firmly in place. With that secure, he scampered out to the kitchen. Master hadn’t come out of his room yet, so Featherbutt waited patiently by the doorway to the kitchen, leaving the food he’d prepared to keep warm. When He finally heard Master and the other nigger approaching, he grabbed a plate and loaded it with a little of everything, placing it at Master’s seat with a napkin and some utensils. Master strolled into the kitchen and sat down, Monkeycunt crawling in behind him with a mindless smile. She was now dressed in her uniform, a simple fishnet bodysuit with holes for her tits and cunt so her Master would have easy access to her body. Master seemed to love having one of his brain dead slaves available to use at all times, and what kind of servants would they be if they didn't make their owner happy.

Is everything the way you like it, Master?” Featherbutt asked.

“Looks like you did ok, faggot.” Master answered lazily. He didn’t thank Featherbutt, of course. That would be ridiculous after all, dumb brown savages like them existed to serve their white Masters every whim.

“Do your stupid apes have permission to eat, Master?” Monkeycunt asked.

“Sure.” Master waved his hand dismissively. “Be sure to stick your fat black butts in the air while you eat, or I'll have you both turned into toilets.” He snickered.

“Yes Master, thank you Master!” She chirped.

Both slaves eagerly thrust their faces into the food bowls, happily munching away on the slop Master so generously forced them to eat. Like good niggers, they obediently waved their asses in the air for their Master's amusement as they ate. The moment the slop hit his taste buds he moaned and leaked a little on the front of his skirt. How did he ever live without this before? He pressed his face into the mess the scents and flavor causing him to lose what little control he had left.

Featherbutt finished his bowl of monkey food first, so he quickly ran off to the slave chamber to wash the mushed banana, kool-aid and piss off his face. It was important to be clean and cute for his Master at all times! Unless Master said otherwise, of course. Once it was all gone he hurried back to the kitchen. When he came back, Monkeycunt was mewling some mindless animal noises while Master pushed her face into her food bowl with his foot. She was still wagging her big bubble put in the air while she tried to apologize to the Master for eating too slowly.

Seeing that Master was clearly busy, Featherbutt stood next to him with a smile while his Master humiliated his former girlfriend.

“Learned your lesson now, cunt?” He asked with a chuckle, letting her sit up a bit but leaving his foot on her head.

“Yes, Master!” She pleaded pathetically. “I’m sorry for not eating my nigger slop faster, thank you for punishing me Master! It's the only way you can get information into our thick skulls.”

“Alright, go wash that crap off your face, jungle bunny. I’m gonna use your face while I work later and I don't want your disgusting food all over me."

“Yes, Master!” Monkeycunt crawled to her feet and hurried off toward the slave chamber.

Master leaned back in his chair. Without sparing Featherbutt a glance he snapped his finger. “Footrest.” He ordered.

“Yes Master!” Featherbutt dropped to his hands and knees and crawled in front of his Master, where Master rested his feet on Featherbutt’s back. Featherbutt stayed there, doing his best to be a good motionless footrest, until Monkeycunt came back, nice and clean for Master's cock. The cucky was so happy that she was now able to serve a real man. Even before his retarded brains were zapped away he knew that she was too good for him. Little did he know that all monkeys actually belonged to whites. He thanked his white Masters again for showing me the proper order of the world.

The slaves waited silently until the Master had finished eating. Each stood upright next to each side of their lord's chair, waiting for the command to come. Both of them smiled dumbly, just happy to be in the presence of the man who controlled their lives. Once he finished his meal he stood up and snapped his fingers. Immediately monkey cunt began to lick any crumbs that were on him while featherbutt hastily cleaned up the plates and began washing them.

Once everything was back to being clean he spoke. "I am going into my study to read for a bit. Monkeycunt, you come with me. Featherbutt, once you finish your chores this morning come to my study for your brainwashing routine maintenance."

"Yes Master!" Both of the obedient niggers chirped back eagerly.

Featherbutt finished cleaning the morning dishes making sure that they were spotless before putting everything away.

With that done, He got to work on his next daily chore. Master had a big house, and it wouldn’t do for it to get all dusty. So every morning after breakfast had been served and Masters' needs had been tended to, Featherbutt went around the house dusting everything off with his fluffy little tail. He had been practically bred for this task. His pathetic nigger ancestors probably honestly were he thought to himself while twerking his black boy butt on one of the display cases filled with sex toys. Those niggers would be so proud of him and Monkeycunt now. He felt a little jealous of those coon slaves because they got to live before white Masters were forced into these smaller communities like White Rock. Thank goodness Master picked him to be fixed and turned into the faithful white-worshiping monkey slave he was always meant to be. Thankfully the Master was so smart. He knew that this task would suit him the best. Now his girly faggot ass can serve his owner in multiple ways. While he worked he felt his Master's cum inside him, constantly reminding him what a needy butt slut he was.

Using his butt was a very inefficient method of dusting of course, so it took him over an hour to make his way through the house. Before, he might have spent a Saturday morning like this scrolling through Instagram, playing a video game, or just cuddling with kayla while she read. It was so silly! He couldn’t believe he’d ever believed they had the right to act like people like they were anything other than mindless monkeys who existed to please their superiors. Featherbutt was so glad their dumb nigger brains had been wiped clean of their worthless personalities. Now that Master controlled his every thought he’d never be anything other than an obedient jungle bunny to be put to use however his Master wanted. His tiny caged penis throbbed as he thought about his own enslavement.

Once he had finished dusting, it was time for his second daily chore. There were three bathrooms in Masters' house, and to keep them all spotless Featherbutt cleaned them every morning. Bathrooms were for people of course, and he was a stupid drooling animal, so this was the only time he was allowed into them at all, other than when Master wanted to pee on him for his enjoyment. Before he’d been enslaved, he had always cleaned bathrooms with a rag and gloves and some bleach, but now he realized that monkeys like him were far too dumb to use tools like that. Now he cleaned the bathroom the way niggers were meant to, by licking the whole room nice and clean. From each piss stain to stray pubes, the nigger made sure to lap and suck the bathroom clean. Not that he didn't enjoy the orgasmic acidic taste now burned into his mind. This was the chore that always seemed to take the longest, probably because of how excited it made him. Every time he licked Master's toilet clean he couldn't help but squirt his pathetic coon cum all over the floor while he worked. Then he’d have to go back and lick that up too. His favorite days were the ones where he found that Master had peed directly on the tile floor, just to leave a puddle that Featherbutt would have to lap up. It made his fried faggot brain buzz with happiness when his Master made him humiliate himself even more than normal just for fun. Sometimes he thought this might just be how his Master showed he cared for him, but then he remembered that he was just another stupid nigger who no one would ever really care about. Master just enjoyed treating worthless slaves like inferior garbage as is his right as a white man!

By the time he’d finished licking the third bathroom, It was almost noon. With his chores all done, he scampered to Master’s study. It was time for his and Monkeycunt’s weekly brainwashing! It was important to make sure their primitive nigger brains weren’t coming up with any ideas that they weren’t supposed to. It was for their own good after all. Featherbutt didn’t think he was having bad coon thoughts, but he was probably too stupid to know anyways. It was so nice that Master made sure to regularly zap him silly just to make sure. Featherbutt also knew that any time his Master wanted, he could completely fry their tiny nigger brains and turn them into mindless drooling objects. Last week one of Master's neighbors decided to replace his spic cunt with a new chink pussy, so he had her brain totally melted. He saw her being carted away by two collared nigger men. She looked so happy with her tongue hanging out and her cunt gushing like that. It must be nice having all of your inferior thoughts purged out of your head. She was now a cum toilet in the public community bathroom, Master said he wanted to try out her pussy the next time he was there.

Featherbutt walked into his owner's study. There, Master was watching TV while Monkeycunt worshiped his wonderful cock. His mouth instinctively started to produce saliva. Monkeycunt was so lucky that she got to worship their white god.

“I'm all done with my chores, Master,” Featherbutt reported. “Everything’s been dusted and I licked the bathrooms top to bottom!”

Master paused his tv and stood up abruptly, leaving Monkeycunt to crawl behind him still pathetically trying to lap at his hanging dick and balls.

“Ready to zap your dumb brown brain then?” He snickered. Master seemed to love the expressions they made while their minds were being conditioned to love the white race wholly.

“Yes Master, it's just I-”

Master rolled his eyes. “I don't care you stupid faggot. I’ll erase your worthless mind whenever I want.”

Featherbutt couldn’t believe how stupid he was to think Master had actually been asking for his worthless opinion.

“Of course Master,” he apologized. “I’m your property, Master, my brain is yours to use how you see fit. You can turn it to mush whenever you want!”

“Of course it is.” Master retrieved the incredible brainwashing helmet from a locked drawer in the bottom of his desk.

Featherbutt was ready to experience the wonderful feeling of his mind being reshaped to his Master’s will, before his slow coon brain had a chance to remember what it was like to have free thoughts.

“Oh, um, Master?” He asked meekly.

His Master frowned at him. “What's the problem faggot?” He demanded. He was clearly growing impatient with the dumb black maid. Featherbutt hated getting in the way of Master's pleasure of hurting inferiors.

“Well, it’s just… Featherbutt twiddled his thumbs. “I have to pee, Master, and I don't wanna mess up your rug when I get zapped, but you know how hard it is for us animals to control ourselves, especially when our dumb heads are getting emptied…”

“Hmmm.” Master contemplated. He looked down at Monkeycunt. “Do you have to go too, bitch?”

Monkeycunt was still drooling while kneeling on the floor waiting to be turned back into Master's cocksleeve. Once the dumb negress realized she had been addressed her eyes refocused “ Oh! Yes Master, sorry Master.” She nodded, clearly ashamed to be inconveniencing their owner.

“Alright slaves, we’ll go for a walk then.” He sighed. He snapped his fingers lazily.

Featherbutt knew exactly what that meant, and rushed down the hall to the closet. There he retrieved a pair of leashes, and hurried back to his Master. Like a good coon, Monkeycunt was already sitting on her haunches waiting for Master to clip the leash onto her collar. As soon as he handed Master the leashes, Featherbutt sat next to her. This would only be the second walk that Master had taken them on. Master was much too busy relaxing, watching TV, and teaching his new dumb monkey slaves their place as property to have time to take his pets on walks. Really if they had been better slaves he would have had an easier time. Now that featherbutt thought about it, Inferiors like him really did cause a lot of problems for amazing whites like Master. He hoped he could be a better nigger fag for his Master from now on.

Monkeycunt tilted her head back while Master clipped the leash to her collar. When it was attached, Featherbutt leaned back and presented his little caged cock to its owner. Master clipped the leash to his cage and gave them both a little tug. Featherbutt whimpered as his little clitty was pulled on.

“Come on girls, time to go.” He ordered both of his slaves rose to follow him. As Monkeycunt was getting up Master pushed her back down to the floor. "Not you nigger. You stay on the ground and crawl like the animal you are. I want your empty head at cock level so I can use you if I please. Not like you’re good for much else."

"Yes Master! That's such a great idea, Master!" She barked happily. "This shecoon is so grateful it has you to think about it for her. Otherwise, this stupid cunt would never have realized that inferior animals like her belong on the ground, crawling at the feet of her betters. This monkey would be thrilled to be your personal set of warm holes!"

Monkeycunt scampered forward on all fours, crawling in front of their Master like he’d told her to. Master led them out the front door, down the path to the sidewalk. It was a beautiful sunny day, perfect for taking pets like them for a walk, Featherbutt thought. Across the the street one of Master's neighbors was sipping a drink while a spic with huge tits bent over to keep her pussy at cock height. The man seemed to be thrusting in and out of his fleshlight at a leisurely pace. As they walked further down they passed a pair of curry cunts tending to their owner's garden. As always it made Featherbutt’s brain and clitty pulse to see inferiors put in their proper place.

By the time they got to the end of the block, Monkeycunt was panting like the animal she was, clearly tired from having to crawl so fast on all fours.

“Getting tired already, monkey?” Master scoffed.

“S- *pant* Sorry Master,” The stupid ape drooled.

“If I can’t even take you for a walk, what good are you?” He mocked her, clearly annoyed.

“I’m so sorry Master, I’m just a worthless jungle cunt,” She panted. “’ll try harder to be a useful piece of property Master.”

Featherbutt glanced at the panting nigger cunt. So pathetic. To think he used to respect and love this disgusting monkey. Master now opened his eyes to see her for what she really is, a crawling cocksleeve for white dick. He no longer thought that she was too good for him but rather a rather pathetic toy that barely seemed worthy please his owner.

“You better.” He tugged their leashes again as he led them across the street. Featherbutt happily followed behind his master submissively while Monkeycunts fat nigger ass jiggled as she trotted In front. Both of their leashes showed that they were little more than objects to be owned by the man holding them. They rounded the corner and came upon one of the most amazing features of Whiterock: The niggerpark.

The park was brightly colored with lots of fun toys for master's to play with their slaves with. As they walked closer they saw a bunch of collared inferiors. At the center of the park was a large fenced area where the mindless animals could be let off their leashes. They’d all been brainwashed to be good obedient slaves of course, but with their tiny brains they were liable to get lost. This park was the only place they were all allowed to run freely and entertain their masters outdoors without a leash.

Featherbutt saw two nigger sows licking their masters shoes. Featherbutt leaked happily seeing his race being kept in their place. Seeing other niggers being humiliated made him excited. He let out a little squeal.

"Does the faggot like what he sees?" The man asked.

"Yes sir! It's so nice seeing how beasts like us could actually be useful in society if we were to just submit to whites. Seeing how happy everyone is once they learn to follow commands and totally submit to their betters makes my little clitty leak sooo much." Featherbutt moaned

They watched some of the activities going on at the park. There were Inferiors running around on all fours, another pair of them were wrestling with each other for their owners' entertainment. a chink girl was fetching a dildo and bringing it back to her owner, a redskin slave boy was getting his balls stepped on while he moaned, and of course there were Inferiors pissing on the ground. None of them appeared to feel the smallest amount of shame. Two muzzie slaves on leashes were fucking each other with a thick white double ended dildo while their owner sat on a bench and gave orders. There was small wetback tomboy who had a rather large white dildo strap on. She seemed to have been fried extra hard with the helmet. Currently she was mounting a young gagged gook faggot whose own caged clitty leaked as his boy pussy was filled. And then there was….

Featherbutt’s staring was interrupted as he was yanked away by the cock.

“Come on you dumb monkeys.”

“Yes master!” Monkeycunt yelped as she too was yanked along.

Master took them to the large public restroom building situated on the lawn just outside the entrance to the park. Judging by the moaning and the signs out front, this seemed to be one of the many public use bathrooms in Whiterock. Near the entrance to the building a spic with gigantic boobs and a side cut stood with a wide mindless smile. Master yanked Monkeycunt's leash and pointed at the brown cow.

“See cunt, those are proper tits. That's what I expected from you, you useless ape.

“I'm sorry my boobies are so small and worthless, master." Monkeycunt whined, “You can give me big fake tits if you want to master, My body is your property to alter however you like!”

Master just scoffed. He dragged them towards the entrance to the bathroom when the huge titted taco nigger approached him.

“I'm so sorry sir, but personal pets aren’t allowed in the bathrooms.” She told him. "If you'd like, there are posts you can leash your niggers to right here!”

She gestured to a line of short poles in the grass outside the building, each one topped with a metal ring. A redskin girl sat on her haunches next to one, tied to it by the leash attached to her collar. Next to her, another chink rode a dildo her Master seemed to leave there to keep her occupied. Featherbutt's Master frowned at the cunt in front of him.

"What kind of bathroom is it if I can't take my niggers in to take a piss? I didn't come to this town to be told I'm not allowed to dump my urine into some retarded inferior wherever I please." Master growled at the dumb smiling spic. Her face was still unchanged.

"Of course sir, you’re always right sir! This is one of Whiterock's wondrous public restrooms, full of all manner of brainless slaves for you to use to your heart’s content. I’m afraid the town found that when our owners bring personal slaves into the bathrooms, it just gets too crowded. But if you’re looking to use a mindless inferior slave as a piss dump, I promise there are plenty of options for you!”

“Oh?” Master grabbed one of the spics tits and began fondling it. She showed no reaction to his groping, simply continuing to smile like the mindless slave she clearly was. “I heard that unwanted slaves were recycled into toilets here, but not much else. What kind of ‘options’ do you have, tits? I don't wanna use some thrown-out trash."

“Well sir, our owners have found many wonderful ways to put us cock holes to use once our worthless minds have been completely disposed of! At this station, we have a wall of cumdumps whose nice fuckable asses and pussies are made easily accessible for whatever you may like! And if you need to pee, you might especially enjoy the urinals! Each urinal is a completely brainless slave installed upside down for you to piss all over! The urinals are left with just enough brains to thank you for using them, and in a design our masters found particularly fun, they also pee on their own faces from time to time! If that isn't to your liking there are also some free-use slaves leashed in the back of the bathroom. They have had their minds fried multiple times to make sure that they were fully brain dead. I’ve been told that masters like to use those as drones, posing them how they please."

"Hmm guess I’lll try it out.” He slapped the cunts' tits and they jiggled for a while. “ Ok, then niggers you wait right over here while your owner goes and has some fun."

“Yes master!” The niggers spoke nearly at the same time. Master turned to enter the bathroom, and the slaves walked over to the poles. Monkeycunt tied her own leash to the top first, then Featherbutt tied his. Once left alone, they instinctively fell to their resting poses, squatting with their legs apart and their arms slack in front of them like idle monkeys.

While they waited for their owner to finish having his fun using the brainwashed slaves in the bathroom a tall white man walked up to the two niggers.

"Well, now I don't think I have seen you two before. Are you some new imports?" The man eyed them over. He gripped Featherbutt's head and tilted it around looking him over before doing the same with Monkeycunt.

"Oh yes sir!” Featherbutt answered his superior. “We’re Mr. Johnson’s new niggers!. He just enslaved us a little while ago now."

"Very nice, good to see more Inferiors joining our wonderful little town. How are you enjoying your stay?" He snickered.

"Oh I‘m loving it so much sir! Not that it matters for a stupid coon faggot like me. It feels so good to be kept in my place. I am so lucky to have been allowed into Whiterock." The boy moaned

"Yes sir!" Chirped Monkeycunt "I was a stuck up inferior before our master wiped my disgusting coon rebelliousness away. Now I worship the ground he walks on!"

"Haha very good, I’m sure you’ll both serve the town well.” He checked his watch. “Hmmm, I should be going.” He said to himself. “You coons are cute though.” He slapped Monkeycunts' tits lightly. “Your master and I will have to talk about having you slaves play with mine some time."

“Yes sir, we’’d be so happy to play with your slaves for your entertainment sir!” Monkeycunt said eagerly”

“Of course you would nigger.” The man chuckled as he walked away.

The two inferiors waited for their owner to come back. Other slaves came and went from the posts next to theirs. The urge to piss was growing stronger and stronger. Featherbutt wished that he was able to just release it. No he thought! He shouldn't be even thinking about doing something like that without his owner's permission. Hopefully his master would zap all of those awful thoughts out of his stupid monkey brain. He smiled and drooled on himself happily imagining his master shocking him into the perfect slave that his white god wanted.

Just then his master emerged from the bathroom.

“You were right tits, that was quite nice.” Featherbutts master smacked the big boobed spics ass as he walked by her.

“Im glad sir!” She responded happily. “Please feel free to use the restrooms any-”

Master waved his hand dismissively without turning to her. “Shut up you fat titted fuckhole.” He ordered.

“Yes sir!” She answered obediently, returning to her post.

Master approached his coons and snapped his fingers. “Featherbutt, untie these leashes you dumb ape.”

“Yes master!” Squeezing his legs together and dancing a bit in place to hold his pee, Featherbutt worked apart the knots he and Monkeycunt had tied. Once they were removed from the pole he handed his owner their leashes.

“Alright, let's get you two…” Master trailed off as he appeared to notice something behind the monkeys. “Hey, that looks like Mr Castle.” Master nudged his pets forward. “Get your asses up girls, we’ll go see Mr Castle and then you monkeys can pee your little brains out. Oh and Monkeycunt make sure you look fuckable. I want to leave a good impression.”

“Yes master!” The slaves responded hurriedly, getting into their positions to follow their owner. They followed their master out past the entrance to the park into the wide lawn around the fence. A few men were walking their inferiors around the perimeter of the park, and apparently Mr. Castle was one of them. The man their master approached was just a little shorter than their master, and clearly a bit older. He was walking a pair of naked chink cunts. The gooks appeared to be a mother and daughter, the one looked fairly young, maybe nineteen or twenty, while the other was quite a bit older. They weren’t even wearing collars or leashes, they simply followed their master like good rice-brained slaves.

“Mr. Castle!” Master called out to the man as they approached.

“Hmmm? Ah!” The man's face lit up with recognition. ”Johnson, good to see you! I see you’ve already got yourself a nice pair of mindless monkeys.” The man chuckled.

“Haha that's right,” Master answered. “The monkey boy has a nice fat ass and he makes a good maid, but I’m not so sure about the ape cunt.” He pushed on Monkeycunt’s ass with his foot. “Her tits are pretty disappointing, not like these cute china cunts you’ve got here.”

“You like them?” Mr. Castle asked. He hefted the mother's left tit in one hand. “I just got them a few weeks ago. I like taking them outside so everyone can watch them while they piss. That's where you belong, right girls?”

“Oh, Yesh masteh!” The mother nodded enthusiastically. “No brain chingchongs peepee outside rike good sraves Masteh!”

“Yesh Masteh!” The daughter followed her mothers lead. “Thank you fol make chinchongs good gook toirets masteh!”

Mr Castle chuckled. “Alright, go piss yourself cunts.” He ordered the chinks.

“Yesh Masteh!” They answered happily, trotting a few yards into the field.

“You too.” Master ordered Featherbutt and Monkeycunt.

“Yes master!” They too answered, and followed Mr Castle’s chinks into the field.

The chinks were already crouching with their hands behind their heads peeing on the grass like good brainless animals. Featherbutt and Monkeycunt of course got into the same positions. Featherbutt loved peeing outside where everyone could see him. It was such a great reminder of his place in life, how he had no privacy, no freedom, no dignity whatsoever. He was a dumb domesticated animal now, a drooling monkey who happily humiliated himself at every opportunity for the entertainment of his superiors. He emptied his bladder through his cage onto the lawn with a loud, long moan. All four of the slaves stared contently at each other. At least some part of each of their brains knew that they deserved this for being born pathetic nonwhite Inferiors.

When he was finally finished, he turned and followed Monkeycunt and the Chingchongs back to their owners.

“Chingchongs all done peepee Mashteh!” The mom declared happily.

"Wow Mr Castle they certainly seem to have taken well to their reconditioning. You can barely tell those things used to think they were people." Master chuckled to himself while both of his nigger slaves knelt near his legs. The man grabbed Monkeycunt's nappy hair. Monkeycunt almost automatically opened her mouth and began to drool ready to take cock. "honestly this one here just isn't really shaping up to my expectations. I was really hoping for something that would have bigger tits and maybe a little dumber. I do love me a good titty fuck. She just isn't really doing it for me. How about your dolls? Those rice bunnies you have look like they are well-behaved." The man slapped the drooling nigger girl before unzipping his pants and stuffing her throat with cock. Featherbutt smiled and knelt patiently while his former girlfriend was used as little more than a cocksock.

"Ah these sluts? Well I have always had a thing for oriental cumrags. The last set I had were really nice but I was getting bored of them and their holes were getting a bit loose. I decided to make one into a footstool and the other I donated to the public restroom. I have to tell you though they made the funniest sound I have heard in a while when I blasted those cunts gray matter. Haha! Honestly, it was so enjoyable I am tempted to do it to these two just to have some more fun. What I mean is that if you aren't having fun with that stupid monkey then just fry it and get a new toy. They are just niggers. They aren't that hard to find replacements for. Hell, I would bet that these two have family that they would love to sell out for their master. Hahaha!" The other white man gave a hard laugh as he toyed with the daughter's ass. Fingering her fuckhole over and over causing her to let out soft moans while he talked.

"Nah of course you are right. Was just hoping that the coon could impress me, I guess. Whelp I will see how I am feeling when I get home. It is their reprogramming day today." Featherbutt's Master sighed as he popped his cock out of the mouth of his slave. She gasped and panted, but he didn't seem to care or notice as he was mostly focused on the other white man and his gook rapedolls.

"I am sure you will make the right choice. Did you wanna try this one's cunt? It is still very tight" Mr Castle fingered the mother slant eye's gaping mouth. She crossed her eyes, moaned, and drooled around the foreign object being inserted into her. "Apparently the rice dick who knocked her up was even smaller than most so she is barely used when it comes to white cocks. The best thing that yellow faggot did was make this fuckhole here." He slapped the daughter's ass hard.

"Ooooo tank uuu verys much masteh" the younger chongching squealed as she was hit. "Mah faggy dada waz a rice docked loser! Gooky bitch bois can get locked hehe. This chink is white cock only!"

"Of course dummy. Now shut up the white men are talking." Mr Castle then slapped her ass again and she giggled and nodded her head. "Now where was I? Ah right, did you want to try this one out?"

"I think I will pass for now. It's getting a bit late and there are some things that I need to attend to at home. Maybe another time." Master nodded at the man before tugging on his pets' leashes and turning to leave. "Come on girls. Let's head back. I am getting tired."

Featherbutt whimpered as his caged fag stick was pulled on again. Meanwhile Monkeycunt dropped back down to her hands and knees like the good inferior cunt she was. Featherbutt glanced back at Mr Castle who was having the two gooks make out around his cock while he waved goodbye.

The walk home was pretty uneventful. Master made Monkeycunt tongue another nigger pet's asshole while he said hello to another man on the street who was out for a walk with his pet. Featherbutt stood next to his master happily while his former partner licked the ass of another girl. He was happy to just be in his master's presence today.

After their eventful walk they finally arrived home. Once inside both slaves knelt before their god and helped him remove his shoes. Monkeycunt rubbed her wet cunt all over the shoe before passing it to the nigger maid boy for him to shine and polish. After master was done removing his outdoor coat both of the slaves bowed their heads to the floor.

"Thank you so much Master for taking your dumb nigger animals for a walk. We are not worthy of the time you give as. Without you we are lost." They both exclaimed. They kept their heads on the floor until their master spoke.

"Good pets. While on the walk I was able to get some fresh air and do some thinking. I have some very exciting news to share. Go to my study and wait for me there."

"Yes Master! Right away sir!" And with that the two niggers scurred away.

When they reached their master’s study, Featherbutt and Monkeycunt settled into their typical serving poses. Monkeycunt sat on her knees with her arms folded in front of her, while Featherbutt stood at attention. They both had wide, vacant smiles on their faces, as always. Whatever they were told to do, they were happy to obey. They simply existed to be used by their superiors.

When their Master eventually strode in he took a seat behind his desk.

“Great news monkeys!” Master addressed his primitive slaves. “There was a cute nigger cunt I found in the public bathrooms with nice fat tits, exactly what I was hoping you would have.” He glanced scornfully at Monkeycunt.

“I’m sorry my stupid boobs are so tiny and pathetic Master,” She whimpered. “I-”

“Shut up, dumb black bitch.” Master ordered dismissively. “As I was saying, I just called the town office, and they said toilet cunts are free to take from the bathrooms, since they’re just worthless inferiors that nobody even wants anymore. Most of them have already been thrown away. So, I think I’ll be picking up a new nigger tomorrow!”

“Oh, that's great news, Master!” Featherbutt wagged his butt excitedly. His little fluffy namesake shook behind him.

“That's right faggot, it is.” Master smirked. “And now that I’ll have a real cow to use, I don’t need your little monkey girlfriend anymore, do I?” He lazily gestured towards Monkeycunt, who simply sat there smiling. Her cunt juices formed a puddle under her, a natural response to Master saying your name. "So you won't mind if I fry her monkey brains completely and make her a dumb drooling piece of furniture, right? I bet you will barely be able to tell she's gone once the new ape girl is here anyways. Most of you niggers look the same after all. Well besides her tits anyways.”

Master was asking for Featherbutt’s opinion. The mindless monkey maid looked down at the dark skinned girl kneeling next to him. A week ago she had been his loving girlfriend, the person he trusted and cared for most in the whole world.

He turned back to the man who had stripped them both of their freedom and dignity, who had spent the entire time he’d known them, bullying and humiliating them for his own casual enjoyment.

Featherbutt giggled. “Well of course I won’t mind if you fry her worthless brain Master, she’s your property! All that matters is what you want to do with us, if her tits are too small for her to be a good fuckpuppet then she’s completely worthless! She is just another nigger cunt for you to control. Just like you said, Master. If she isn't making my white god happy then she should be removed and another toy should replace her. All that matters in this world is that whites are having a good time, even if it is at the expense of us Inferiors." Featherbutt bounced up and down on his knees as he spoke. "Of course, this applies to this retarded faggot as well! If Master gets bored of me or thinks a different inferior would be better I would be happy to get my brains melted down and turned into a toilet. Hehe!" He then squirted some weak nigger jizz on the floor. Happy to have degraded his own race.

“Heh, that's what I thought.” With that, Master opened the bottom drawer of his desk and once again retrieved the helmet contained within.

“At least now I know you won’t piss on the floor when I zap you.” He chuckled as he placed the helmet over Monkeycunts short nappy hair.

“Definitely not master, I already peed outside like a good nigger!” She declared happily.

“Hey faggot, anything you wanna say to your girlfriend before whatever is left in that empty head of hers is completely erased?”

The two niggers stared at each other for a moment, both still smiling stupidly. Then Featherbutt grinned and looked back up at his owner.

“Hehe, niggers are too stupid to say anything that matters, Master! We monkeys are better off leaving the important thinking to you!” He declared with another little squirt.

"That's a good slut. Now bounce on your dildo while I turn her back into the ape she was meant to be." He just grinned maliciously as he flipped the switch on the helmet. The helmet began to whir to life.

"Oh thank you, Master!" Popped out his plug and before all of his master's cum could leak out, planted his ass pussy down onto the dildo below him. He moaned loudly. Eager to show his favorite master what a good slave he was for the white race. At the same time, the helmet's buzzing reached a crescendo.

"Say bye bye, you disgusting coons" his master laughed as he leaned forward to press the final button controlling his former lover's sentience.

"Bye bye!" Both of the monkeys said in unison. Each of them smiled.

He man slapped the button.

Monkeycunts eyes crossed, her tongue lolled out of her slack mouth and she squealed. Featherbutt watched happily as the nigger he once called his girlfriend was completely stripped of her ability to think for herself. His tiny cock throbbed in it’s cage, and as the braindead nigger collapsed on the floor drooling on herself a little puddle of cum leaked from his little penis onto the floor. She proceeded to squirt and leak a couple more times while her body shook. She orgasmed each and every now fried brain cell out of her cunt.

Master stepped over the now dazed and braindead monkey on the floor. He reached over and picked up a phone. "Hey! Yup her coon brain is fried. Yeah. Yeah. Could you send over that stupid cow? Perfect. Oh also send over one of those latex bodysuits. I think I can still use this one. She said she had a "bright" mind, after all."

EPILOGUE

With a sweep of his bouncy ass Featherbutt dusted off the last row on Master’s bookshelf. He'd already gotten through most of this house, he just had to finish up with the living room before moving on to his daily bathroom licking.

He glanced around the room. The chairs, the coffee table, and the entertainment center were all done. That just left one last piece of furniture to clean!

Featherbutt skipped over to his master’s new lamp eagerly. Its body was mostly encased in a transparent brown latex suit, leaving only it’s head exposed. It sat on its knees, its arms clasped behind its legs, its face on its side against the ground. Its ass was pointed up in the air, the pole with the lightbulb and lampshade emerging from the butt plug sitting snugly in its asshole. The lamp drooled on the floor.

Featherbutt turned to face away from the nigger lamp, and with a smile he dusted it off with the featherduster in his butt. Nice and clean! Featherbutt didn't remember much about the person that was nothing more than an object now. His brains have been zapped a couple more times so any information that didn't have to do with pleasing his white owner was quickly scrubbed away. Not that it probably was important anyways. The lamp was clearly a braindead nigger like him.

On his way to clean the bathrooms Featherbutt passed by his Master's study. Master was reclining in his chair while Niggertits stroked his wonderful cock with her massive tits. Featherbutt was so glad Master had replaced his other stupid bitch with a better monkey. Niggertits barely had any brain at all, which was perfect! Master said that he might just have to make Featherbutt as dumb as her, which made featherbutt’s clitty leak. As he prepared for the daily task of licking his owner's bathrooms clean, he thought once again about how lucky he was that his master had chosen him.

If things had gone differently he could still be living and working with his girlfriend, living his own life, and doing whatever he wanted. Luckily for him, he was now where all niggers belonged: Firmly under the control of her white superiors!

Featherbutt heard a bell ring. His Master wanted him. He quickly hurried over to his owner's room. "How can this lowly nigger be of service my lord?" He did a little curtsy as he entered the study. The black bimbo didn't stop sucking the beautiful ivory pole for a second. Her fat tits were clearly oiled up for her master's pleasure as she stroked the thick white cock with them.

"There you are nigger. A friend of mine is going to visit later. He is bringing some of his slaves so I want you to make sure you have everything in place. Also, get niggertits here another frozen banana. I am gonna make her ride it like a stupid ape."

Featherbutt grinned "Yes master!" Truly Whiterock was the best place for inferior nonwhites to live. He literally couldn't imagine living anywhere else.

Chapter Text

Mia fidgeted awkwardly with her hands. Clasped and unclasped them repeatedly, uncomfortably shifting her weight from one leg to another, continually glancing around the room. She had been trying to cover her barely clothed body with her hands, but after being in public in her underwear for like a half hour now it had gotten pointless. It didn’t matter what she did, everyone could see her bra clad C cups, and even more of her light brown ass. And all it would take to make it even worse was a word from-

SMACK

“EEEP!” Mia yelped involuntarily as the young man behind her forcefully slapped her ass.

“Come on bubble butt,” He smirked. “The line is moving! I wanna get this done with so I can go have some fun.”

Her brain buzzed, and her body moved to obey before she had really even processed the words.. When she obeyed these orders it almost felt…. good. She sheepishly shuffled forward in front of the man who had just slapped her ass. She felt like she should be mad about that, but instead she was just mildly annoyed. Like he could have at least asked a little bit more politely before hitting her. She hadn’t even noticed the line had moved forward without her! She was having a hard time keeping her focus on anything, which she thought was fair. She was, after all, having by far the strangest, most unpleasant day of her life.

Once she was caught back up with the line she continued her nervous glancing around this strange building. From inside it looked almost like a bank. There were clerks at different booths and a large queue formed in the middle between some beautiful velvet ropes. The room was filled with glass and ornate metalwork. It seemed almost magical. A set of large marble statues were placed upon pedestals to the left and right of the entrance. Each featured a man standing proudly with a girl on a leash kneeling near his feet. The symbolism there was pretty on the nose.

Upon further inspection of the line it seemed to be made up of barely clothed boys and girls of different races, each one standing next to a white man. Just like her and this mean guy, and like her mom and the mean guy's dad. Between that, and the fact that these guys kept calling them “spic cunts” she had a sinking feeling she was beginning to understand this place.

Her mom smiled happily as she stood tall next to the older white man who was groping her rather large breasts while standing behind her. Mia still couldn’t believe all this was happening. The day had started so nicely, and gotten so fucked up so fast!

It was only the first week of her summer break, in her second year of college. Looking to enjoy time with her only parent, she’d accepted her mom's offer to ride along while her mom made a special trip to appraise some rich guy's house out in the middle of nowhere.

They’d had a lovely little road trip, catching up on each other's lives on the drive, stopping for lunch at a cute diner on the way. When they'd finally arrived at their destination, they'd been fascinated to find a massive sprawling neighborhood, in the forest, not on any maps, clearly obscenely wealthy and absurdly private. The security guard at the front gate had barely even let them in!

They’d made their way to the address her mom was looking for, and met the guy who’d emailed her and requested her services specifically. He was a bit creepy, and seemed a bit too excited when he’d found out Mia’s mom had brought her along, but he’d seemed nice enough. He’d even told Mia she was welcome to use his tv while he showed her mom around the house.

And then, before she knew it, he’d snuck up behind her and slapped this weird, heavy helmet over her head. She’d yelled and cursed at him at first of course, but then the helmet started making noises, and it had… done something to her. She had thrashed around a bunch and even fell to the floor hitting the metal device on the ground. But a few seconds something in her brain suddenly just changed. She had found the urge to kick and scream, just… taken away from her. After the helmet had like, zapped her or whatever, she’d found herself just standing there in front of this guy, frowning.

“Hey,” She remembered saying. “Um, what did you just do to me?”

the man had chuckled. “Just made you a little more respectful.” He had said. “I wasn’t expecting you, so I think you’ll make a perfect gift for my son. He’ll decide what to really do with you.”

Mia hadn’t known at the time what that meant, but she’d been pretty sure it sounded bad.

“For now, just strip down to your underwear, little spic.”

Mia didn’t like being called a spic. She liked being told to undress by some creep she’d never met even less. Normally, she was pretty sure she would yell at this guy, go get her mom, and leave right away. She definitely wouldn’t strip down to her underwear just because a white man had told her too.

But that was apparently what the helmet had been for, because instead of doing what she wanted to do, she had frowned more, said “Ok.” and began discarded her clothes before she had even thought about it. After a moment she was standing in front of this guy wearing only her bra and panties. She liked the pair of underwear she’d picked out that day, the way white fabric looked on her brown skin was cute. There was something really nice about the way they clashed. Of course, she didn’t want to show it off to this guy, and standing there in front of them was extremely humiliating. But she had done it, and she could feel that whatever he told her to do next, she’d do that too, no matter how much she was sure she wouldn't want to. And the anger that she was sure she would usually feel had been reduced to meek, impotent annoyance.

Her mom, on the other hand, was still capable of a full range of fury, as she demonstrated when she wandered back into the room and found her daughter standing in her underwear, looking obviously uncomfortable, in front of some older guy she didn’t know.

Her mom had screamed at the man with even more ferocity than Mia had managed in the moments before she’d been stripped or her ability to act for herself. Mia had briefly felt some hope that her mom would get her out of here. That she’d get to stop doing whatever this man told her, that whatever had been done to her would wear off and she’d be back to her old self.

But then Mia mom had turned her attention to Mia, to ask if she was ok. And the moment her back was turned, the man had picked that helmet back up. He’d slapped it over her moms head before Mia could even say anything. And whatever that helmet had done to Mia, it did a lot more of it to her mom.

She had yelled and pulled on the helmet, just like Mia had, for a few seconds. But then the helmet had made that noise again, and this time Mia watched as her moms eyes crossed suddenly and her tongue hung out of her mouth.

But instead of simply standing there annoyed, when she regained her senses, Mia's mom had smiled.

“Oh my gosh, I am so sorry master!” Her mom had gushed, to Mia’s dull shock.”Im such a stupid brainless cumbucket! Thank you for turning me and my daughter into obedient little taco niggers!” She’d babbled. “If my daughter's inferior holes aren't good enough for you, please feel free to knock me up again! I’m sure I can make you a much better brown slave with your superior seed!”

“Mom?” Mia had muttered in disbelief. Her mom had turned to face her, but the man had grabbed her by her boob.

“Ignore her.’ He’d commanded dismissively. She’ll be my son's property now. You, strip naked. We’re going to the Bank, and I'm looking forward to showing off my new new big titted beaner.

Unlike Mia, Mia’s mom had stripped with positive enthusiasm. Once her clothes were in a pile on the floor, she’d stood at attention and waited for her next command.

After that,the man had led them outside, where Mia had begun to experience the full discomfort of being on display in public. On the sidewalks, they began passing other men with girls and sometimes boys following behind them, naked or nearly naked, and acting eager and obedient just like her mom.

The man had led them to another mansion, though this one seemed notably smaller than the man's own. There, they met the owner of the house, the man's son. The man Mia was apparently a ‘gift’ for.

This younger guy reacted with a lot more open excitement than his father had to apparently ‘owning’ a woman. He’d actually hugged his dad, which Mia thought made for a bizarre display with two undressed women standing next to them. And then, the man had taken Mia and her mother to the bank, where Mia found herself now.

Mia looked around at some of the other people around her. Everyone else seemed to be much happier. Behind her in line there was a dark-skinned boy on a leash, beaming as the man next to him stared at his phone. She looked at the young guy in charge of her, he barely seemed to be paying attention at all. She decided the boy seemed friendly enough, it was worth trying to talk to him.

"Hi,” She tried awkwardly to get his attention. He turned to look at her. “Hey there." She repeated with a little wave.

"Oh hiya!” The boy excitedly yipped back. “How are you?" He wiggled happily as he spoke. His pink crop top and mini skirt hugged his small body tightly. As he wiggled his butt she could just barely see a little metal nub poking out from under his skirt.

"Um, I think I’m fine…” Mia answered. “I’m not really sure what's happening though. I don't really want to be here but my body doesn't seem to want to leave. Do you know where we are?" She asked

"Well my master said that I was gonna get registered and pay my reparations today. So I assume that's what this place is for! It's so nice and pretty. I just looooove looking at the-"

SMACK

The man standing next to the boy slapped him across the face. "Quiet down nigger fag.” He snapped. “I don't need to hear your yapping right now, I’m trying to read the news. Be a good bitch and shut your cock hole. I’ll give you a reason to make some noise once we’re out of this line."

"OOooooH” The boy cooed. “Hehe yes sir! This coon sissy will shut up and stop making retarded monkey noises now!" He went back to smiling eagerly.

Did that guy just call him the n-word? Why was the boy so ok with him using language like that? Come to think of it, Mia realized she didn't even seem to mind it so much when he said it. It just felt natural in her brain. That couldn't be right.

The line moved forward; they were almost at the front of the line now.

She glanced around some more looking for some kind of normalcy. She saw two Asian girls standing side by side in another part of the line. Before she had a chance to say anything to them the man they were with casually started fingering them. Their eyes crossed and they both started to moan and drool. She could hardly take her eyes off the scene. The man was just treating them like they were dolls. Mia whimpered a bit. Was this to be the fate of all the non-whites in this place?

The man sped up his fingering as the girls reached their climax they both struck a double peace sign pose

"Tank you masta!” They moaned together. “Gooks ruv white cock rong time!" Before they both collapsed down to their knees. The line started the move forward again. The man with the two Asian girls dragged them forward by their ponytails.

Her mom had now reached the front of the line, which meant she was up next. She saw one of the teller booths lights flash, signifying that they were ready for the next client. The older man slapped her mom's butt. She jumped a little, giggled and followed after him obediently. Mia solemnly shuffled forward to the front. She watched her mother a bit more now that she was at the station talking to someone. Her breasts jiggled up and down as she wiggled her body excitedly. She seemed to be filling out some paperwork…

SMACK

"Wake up cunt. it's your turn,." The man grinned at her after slapping her ass again. She wished he would just tell her to move, it wasn’t like she could disobey!

She stepped towards the blinking light. As she got closer she saw the booth was being operated by a short indian looking girl, in the closest thing to an actual outfit Mia had had seen any women in this strange neighborhood wearing. She was wearing a white collared shirt underneath a strange leotard. The leotard looked almost like a sweater vest on top, the sort that would often serve as an employee uniform. Except of course, that this leotard, vest, thing, had a slit in the front of it, so that the girl's medium sized tits spilled out and were completely on display. As they reached the desk and Mia got a better look at the woman's entire outfit, she could see that the lower half of the leotard was basically a thong, and it was pulled tightly into the girl's pussy in a way that looked distinctly uncomfortable.

“Hello sir, how can this drooling desi cocksocket help you today?” The teller clearly addressed the question to the man alone. Like everyone around here who wasn’t a white man, she had a wide smile and an eager look on her face. Mia was starting to think she might be the only sane person in this whole place. Then she glanced down and remembered with a shiver that she was standing here in her underwear, following this guys every order without a thought. So maybe just mostly sane.

“I'm here to register this new cumdump.” The man announced smugly. “Isn't she hot?” He grabbed one of Mia’s boobs and squeezed it.

“Hey,” Mia protested weakly. He ignored her.

“I thought her tits were a bit small at first, but I like how they bounce. Turn around and stick out your ass, spic.” He ordered her.

Mia shifted her eyes towards the floor uncomfortably, but she was already doing as he’d told her. She clasped her hands together nervously and leaned forward a bit, sticking out her butt like he’d said.

SMACK

She winced as he spanked her yet again. She could feel her ass jiggle.

“Hah, I love doing that.” He chuckled.

“Yes sir, she looks like a perfect fuckpuppet!” The teller agreed enthusiastically. "All of us inferiors exist for your pleasure."

“Of course, you do, shitbrain.” The man agreed.

Like with the boy before, it was strange how normal it apparently was for the men around here to be so casually mean. This poor girl was being so nice and he was calling her stupid for no reason! With her ability to feel anger apparently taken away, Mia simply found herself worrying that this was how she was going to be treated from now on. That just wasn’t fair, she hadn’t done anything to these men, and now she couldn’t do anything to them, clearly none of these girls or boys could. And These guys just went around bullying them for fun! That was so wrong!

Mia whimpered a little more just thinking about it all, but the man ordering her around didn’t seem to notice.

"So apparently I need to get my toys registered here before they’re considered my property? My dad was telling me that this was the place to do that." The man groped her thigh as he spoke to the clerk.

"Oh, yes sir! Welcome to the First Bank of Whiterock! This is where all residents of Whiterock register their personal inferiors. Each master is required to let us know when they want to acquire a new piece of property or get rid of a toy they no longer need." The girl beamed happily despite the fact that she was talking about something as insane as the ownership of people. She continued as Mia listened in horror. "Our staff provides the service of property management! Here the slaves will pay their reparations to the white race like the obedient servants they are.”

“Pay… Reparations?” Mia asked, both disturbed and confused.

“That’s right cumdump!” The teller answered. “Us brainless animals owe our rightful masters for all the inconvenience we cause them by acting like we’re people, instead of being the obedient mindless slaves we obviously should be. So, when our masters turn our worthless brains to mush and make us into proper drooling animals, the first thing we do is turn everything we used to own over to them!”

Mia gaped in dull horror. “E- Everything?”

“Hehe, well of course silly,” The girl giggled. “Property is for people, and only white men are people!”

Mia processed that. This man was going to take, everything she owned? No!

"Haha, perfect!" The man chuckled. "Now how does this process work? Do I have to do anything?"

"Oh no sir!” The teller answered. “Your new stupid brown cum bucket will perform a quick 2 step process!. First the cunt will sign away all their rights as a human being. After all, us Inferiors were never supposed to have rights in the first place. We are so much happier with whites controlling everything about our lives hehe! The second step is she will transfer whatever property the silly spic as gathered over to its proper owner. After all, property can't own property! This will of course include herself as she will be just another object. After that, she and all of her possessions will be yours to do with as you please!”

“Well then what are you waiting for, stupid curry cunt.” He grinned. “Get her started!”

“Yes sir, sorry for being so dumb and annoying sir!” the teller produced a smart tablet from underneath the desk and began tapping away at it.

The man fidgeted with her excitedly, idly groping Mia’s ass. She closed her eyes. Being touched by him was so gross, but she knew there wasn’t anything she could do about it. Still her mind still buzzed.

After a minute, the teller placed the tablet down on the desk facing them.

“Ok wetback, now fill out all of your information here!” She said, tapping the digital forms she had pulled up on the tablet.

Mia found herself… not doing anything. Unlike when the men had given her orders, she found her body wasn’t just going along with it. Of course, whatever these men had done to her to make her compliant, why would they give anyone but themselves the authority to control her?
“But…” Mia began nervously.

Suddenly and roughly, the man shoved her forward by her butt. Mia stumbled forward and grabbed the desk with one hand to steady herself.

“Fill it out jizzrag.” He ordered her.

Mia whined indignantly, but her body was already moving. She leaned forward to look at the screen in front of her and set her hands on the keyboard.

Full name, address, email account, employers, social security number, bank account, the form had a box for every personal identifier Mia could possibly think of. Except that unlike any normal kind of form, that one also required her to list her passwords, security questions, and everything that she used to control her privacy and security. It took her a while, but finally, she got to the bottom of the page.

Mia stared at the screen awkwardly. Now what? She hadn’t been told what to do afterward, so she was free for the moment. Or as free as she got anymore. Was there any way she could stop them from-

“Are you done yet, bubblebutt?” The guy snapped. “I know you spics have brains the size of peanuts but it shouldn't be that hard. My dick needs a warm hole soon.”

“Oh, um, yeah,” Mia answered instantly. Dammit!

“Perfect!” The teller took the tablet back. “The bank's specially designed property reclamation algorithm will now take inventory of your new property, sir, and find the simplest set of documents your cumbucket can sign to legally transfer everything she’s ever had to you.”

"About time.” The guy snapped. “I was told this process would be fast. Make sure your boss knows your sand nigger cunt needs some punishment later today."

"I am so very sorry sir!” The teller babbled. “This retarded camel fucker will be sure to let it’s owners know that it is a pathetic failure. I’m sure they’ll abuse me properly tonight!." She continued to smile at the man who had just reprimanded her.

She did some more typing on the tablet, and appeared to wait. After about thirty seconds, she beamed.

“Alright sir, we have everything here! I've got all the documents your spic will need to sign all ready? Now, have you given her a name?

Mia frowned. “Given me a name…?”

“Heh, of course.” the guy grinned. “Her name is, uh,” He looked her over for only a moment. “Brown Tits Cum Toilet.” He said dismissively.

Mia gawked.

“Excellent sir!” The teller chirped.

“My name is Mia…” Mia stared at the guy, but he didn't even look back at her, content instead to stare at the teller’s tits.

“Alright Cum Toilet, sign these!”

Mia turned back to the desk to find the teller presenting her with the tablet again.

“N-no!” She stammered. “I don’t want to!”

For a brief moment a hush fell over the bank, and Mia felt dozens of people glance at her. It was like she’d broken a major taboo. For the first time, the teller actually seemed upset, frowning with wide eyes.

Of everyone, the guy she had been ‘gifted’ to seemed the least upset. Actually, he seemed amused.

“Sign the papers Brown Tits.” He laughed.

Given an order by a white man, Mia Moved to obey, as slowly as she could make herself. One by one, she signed the digital forms in front of her, until there were none left. The teller had been watching her apparently, as soon as Mia stopped scrolling and typing she snatched the tablet back. And made a few more clicks of her own, before setting it back under the desk.

Mia simply stared ahead. Everything she had ever worked for, ever earned… it was all just gone? Gone to this man she’d never met, who’s name she didn’t even know? Her entire life, given to some stranger as a casual gift? It- it just wasn't fair!

The teller faced the man again with a new smile, but now she seemed strangely nervous.

“Well, congratulations sir, Brown Tits Cum Toilet and everything she owned are now your personal property!”

“Awesome.” The guy grabbed Mia’s ass once again. “So I can go?”
He shook Mia’s butt a bit eagerly. “I wanna go play with my new cocksleeve.”

“Well…” The teller fidgeted, and the man frowned.

“Well what? Is there a problem you stupid sand nigger?”

“I’m so sorry to inconvenience you sir, but I have to inform you that this jizz urinal seems to have more autonomy than inferiors are allowed to have under Whiterock regulations. In order for that to be allowed, you’ll have to file a petition with the town council. An investigator will need to inspect your property, and decide if you can leave it with any sense of personhood.”

“W-wait-” Mia started.

“Or what?” The guy cut her off.

“Well sir, if you don’t want to get special approval for this cumbucket to remain this defiant, you’ll need to have her personality completely erased.”

Mia balked.

“Hmmmm.” The man's brow furrowed.

“We have brainwashing helmets right here at the bank,” The teller offered. “you can turn her into a dumb, obedient little piss dump right now, it’ll only take a few minutes!”

“No, wait!” Mia exclaimed. She panicked, desperate to not become like the others.

The man raised his eyebrows.

“Y-you don’t need to brainwash me, I- I’ll be good, I promise!”

“Heh, will you?” He chuckled, clearly amused.

Mia gulped. “Yeah m- Master,” She stammered. “I’m sorry for being a obnoxious s-spic, master, I’ll be a good cunt from now on!” This felt so gross, but If she didn’t do something she’d end up just like her mom!

“There’s no need to e-erase my brain, master,” She continued, babbling nervously. “I’m just a dumb wetback c-cumbucket, right? O-oh!” Mia had a sudden idea. “Here!”

Scrambling, she reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, leaning forward to pull down her panties as she shrugged it all the way off.

With goosebumps she stood back up to present her completely naked body.

“See master, I’m an obedient piece of property!”

The man rubbed his chin contemplatively. Come on, he had to be convinced! Mia fidgeted frantically. This was so disgusting, so humiliating, but she had to give it her all. She dropped to her knees and bowed in front of him, pushing her face and tits against the ground and sticking her ass as high in the air as she could.

“I’m so so sorry for being such a such a stupid disobedient taco nigger!” She begged. “My name isn’t Mia, My name is Brown Tits Cum Toilet! I’m just a shit brained piss dump and i’ll mindlessly do everything I’m told like a good fat titted spic from now on! Just please, please don't erase my brain master!”

Nervously, Mia raised her head just enough to stare up at the man with big, pleading eyes. He glanced down at her, then up a bit, presumably looking over her body.

He hummed to himself. “Hmmmm…”

Please, please, please…

“Nah, writing a petition sounds annoying.” He looked at the teller. “I’ll just melt her little brain.”

“No, no please!” Mia begged.

“Shut up bubble butt.” He ordered her.

Guh-!” Mia gasped, before her mouth snapped shut.

“That's wonderful, sir.” The teller beamed. “The helmets are right this way!”

She gestured towards a gold trimmed glass booth a few paces away. Inside there were 3 helmets, one of which was already attached to a small black girl who was sitting inside. The helmets looked a lot like the ones already forced on Mia and her mother, except that these were more ornate. Inside the booth itself she could see the girl spasming as her mind was fried.

"Don't mind that useless nigger,” The teller giggled obliviously. “Her master wanted her extra retarded, so the monkey’s getting her mind blanked hehe! After that looooongg session the silly coon probably won't even remember how to climb trees! You can just use one of the helmets next to her, sir. I‘ll be waiting here to help finish the process when you return." She continued to smile cheerfully

"Come on spic let's go turn that pesky brain of yours into mush.” He began leading her towards the glass booth. “Maybe that nigger's master has the right idea.” he scoffed. “Maybe I should totally blank you too…. You have been pretty obnoxious. Y’know dumb brown cunt like you oughta be thanking me for turning you into a proper domesticated cockslave . You’ll get a lot more protein serving me then you would begging on the streets like the rest of your race."

Mia whimpered loudly, but kept her mouth shut like she was commanded. She couldn’t believe he was blaming her for being upset that he was trying to make her his slave, but she’d do whatever she had to to convince him she was sorry anyways. Anything to keep him from taking her brain away…

The man opened the glass door and she was immediately struck by a wave of stimuli as she walked inside. The girl in the chair was moaning constantly. She was clearly not comfortable as her brain was wiped clean. She wildly humped the air as her cum leaked from her soaking pussy. But the smell was worse, the room reeked of piss. She could see that the black girl was sitting in a pool of her own pee as it formed a puddle on the floor.

"Ok beaner take a seat.” He ordered casually. “Let's get a move on. I don't want to spend too much time in here.”

Whimpering, Mia sat down in the chair next to the spasming girl. The seat was cold on her bare butt and she shivered, hunching over nervously. They clearly didn't care about her comfort as her mind was changed into the obedient slave they wanted her to be. The man strapped her arms and legs into the chair making sure she couldn't hurt herself too much as she was shocked. Finally Mia felt the weight of a large helmet settle on her head for the second time that day.

She thought about her mom, happily doing everything these cruel men ordered her. Was that really her fate, to smile mindlessly while she humiliated herself for the entertainment of a bunch of racist bullies? It couldn’t be!

“Alright spic,” The man chuckled. “Ready to scrub that annoying personality of yours away?”

“N- no!”

The man laughed and she felt him tapping on the helmet as he pressed some buttons.

“Oops, too late, in a second you’ll thank me for frying your stupid beaner brain.

The helmet began its whirring.

“Please, i’ll be a good spic,” Mia begged. “I don’t wanna be brainwashed like my mom, please don't take my brain away, please-!”

Mia’s pleading was cut off as she felt her eyes cross and her tongue loll out.

ZAP

Her brain emptied itself.

A moment later the same time her bladder did the same, as she her mind was briefly completely empty. She drooled and moaned as her thoughts, her opinions, her ideas, were all drained out of her.

And then the helmet began to rewrite her mind, and all the nonsense she’d used to have in her head was replaced with the obvious truth that she was just worthless brown skinned set of tits and ass. In an instant she realized how obviously wrong it was for her to be anything other than completely submissive to the white gods around her. How right it was for her and all of the dumb Inferiors like her to be treated like pathetic animals. How every nonwhite should be desperate to be enslaved by their superiors. How each wonderful master deserved to be worshiped while they treated retarded cunts like her like the trash they are. How her mom and her were just dumb brown cocksleeves for their new owners.

Eventually the helmet was lifted off her head and she looked at her owner. The man who had groped her, humiliated her for fun, taken everything she owner and then discarded her entire personality on a whim.

Brown Tits Cum Toilet dropped to her knees in front of him,, right in the pool of piss and cunt juice forming on the ground. She bowed her head till she was kissing the floor.

"I am so sorry master! This worthless beaner has insulted you so much by not submitting to your will sooner.. I should have been grateful that you wanted me as your personal sextoy. Is there anything this braindead cactus fucker can do to make it up to you?" She whined pathetically at her master's feet, waving his fat ass in the air like a dog wagging its tail.

He raised a foot up before bringing it down onto her head. "Now that is more like it. A cute spic like yourself should have been begging for my attention before I brainwashed your sorry ass. At least your true feelings are finally showing." She moaned as her head was pushed into the puddle. She slurped and sucked instinctively, eagerly cleaning up hers and the nigger's mess that had collected. "At least you are starting to behave like a good spic should. Tell you what. You can make it up to me by signing your paperwork like a good little toy and then you can show me what a good toy you are now by having some fun with your old mommy. Doesn't that sound like a good time?"

"Uggghhhh yesssss master!!!” She humped desperately at the air. “I’m just a braindead brown fuckpuppet, I don't get to own property, everything I was stupid enough to think I owned is yours master! Mommy and I will do our best to show you what good obedient slaves we are, I promise! I am sure that old sow will look great once she is impaled on some thick white meat hehe." She giggled thinking about how best to please her master. She already loved him so much and needed to make up for what a poor job she did at serving him so far. She knew all Inferiors were dumb but that's no excuse to be rude to whites. They were so nice after all in bringing them here and frying their minds.

"Good slut now let's get back to the counter, I don't wanna spend all day in this god awful smelling room." He looked over at the nigger still being shocked happily.

Brown Tits could tell now that this was good for the coon. Her master wanted his pet jiggaboo to be blanked and permanently stupid, so that must mean that was the right choice. A dumb spic or nigger like them could never hope to be that smart! She smiled as she watched the nigger piss herself again. Her eyes dazed and crossed under the visor of her helmet. Brown Tits turned back to her master and crawled after him. She watched as he slapped a red "clean up" button on his way out of the glass chamber.

Immediately some inferiors in cute little maid outfits holding long thin wooden sticks came out of a door in the back. They where a bunch of sissies, a chink, a squaw, and nigger. Each of them were dressed in slutty maid outfits. Below them, crawling on the floor with their collars attached to the wooden sticks the Maids were holding, were a Nigress, another spic cunt like her, and an arab girl. The girls on the ends of the sticks all had massive tits which slid across the floor as they were led to the glass chamber by the maids. Once there the maids forced their heads down into the yellow liquid making them drink like big titted mops.

White people were so smart! They must have realized that Inferiors were being good at maids and cleaners so they just fried their brains so much so that would be all they had to focus on.

The maid boys bounced their big butts and little dicks around as they used the brainless mop cunts to clean up the puddle of peepee Brown Tits and the moaning nigger had left in the booth. Brown Tits Cum Toilet hoped that if her master ever got tired of her he might flush whatever was left of her brain out and have her turned into a mop, but obviously it didn’t matter what she wanted. She was just her master's property, it was his right to decide what to do with her.

Back at the counter they were greeted by the desk clerk.

"Hihi!" The raghead chirped from behind the desk. "Welcome back! Is your spic better now?"

"I’m much better!” Brown Tits answered happily. “I’m just a big titted beaner cunt! Now that my worthless brains been friend. I’lll now serve my white superiors for the rest of my life however my master sees fit!" Brown TitsCcum Toilet smiled. She was so happy her master had put her in her proper place!.

"Great! It's always good to see another brainwashed inferior join our community.” The dothead cumbucket assured her. “I’m sure you’ll serve your master well until he gets tired of you and replaces you! hehe" She waved goodbye as she flashed her light showing she was ready for another customer.

She crawled after her owner as he spoke. "Finally, now that is over and done with, we can have some fun. I am sure pops and your sow of a mother are outside already. I hope they haven't started without us."

Once they came outside she saw just how pretty everything was here. The grass was so green. The flowers were being attended to by some mexicunts. A muzzie postal worker was collecting mail from mail box and dropping it into her nigger doggy company who panted as his mailbags were filled. His tail plug wagged as he worked. Everything was so nice when whites were in charge. Clearly they were able to direct and control all of these stupid inferiors perfectly to make sure that the neighborhood operated efficiently, so they must be the ones best fit for the task. She saw her mom and her master's dad sitting at a bench. Well the man was sitting. Her mommy was kneeling in front of him slobbering on his white cock. The man was reading the paper paying little attention to the caramel milf worshiping his dick.

"Hey there pops! See you are taking advantage of your new toy?

"Ah there's my boy. Yea was just giving it a test run. Will probably keep this one as a suckslut for my bedroom for a while. Once I get tired of it I might turn it into something else. Anyways, what took you so long? I thought you were eager to try out your new toy?"

"Oh I am but this stupid brown rapemeat,"

SMACK

He slapped her ass hard "Was starting to get some naughty thoughts. Luckily we were able to correct that. Weren't we, Brown Tits?"

"Oh yes sir!" She nodded eagerly "this spic has her mind purged of all disobedience. Now this cunt will be the perfect toy for your entertainment. I will do whatever you ask of me. I love to serve the white race."

"Well then why don't you prove it." The boy took a seat next to his dad. " Why don't you start riding my cock and show me what a well-trained set of fuckholes you are now."

"Yea sow why don't you join your daughter and get to riding me as well."

Both of the enslaved girls quickly rose to their feet with a smile. Finally, she would get to prove to her master what a good toy she could be. Both of the girls stood above their master's white dicks before lowering themselves down. Each of them moaned as they were filled. Neither had taken such thick cocks before. If their minds were already addicted to white supremacy they were now. Each began to ride their owner. Eager to show that they were a good sextoy.

"That's a good couple of brown whores. Why don't you make out for us." The older master said.

Without a second thought both of the spics immediately leaned over and began to tongue each other's mouths. They no longer were mother and daughter. Now they were merely playthings for their superiors. It didn't matter how taboo what they wanted was, if it pleased them then they would do anything to make it happen. As each of them passionately kissed, Brown Tits thought about how happy she was now. Her future used to be so unclear but now everything would be decided for her. She felt her cunt get warm as white seed filled her. She knew this is where she belonged.

Chapter Text

Rebecca sighed as she matched up the steps to her apartment. It had been another exhausting day at work. James, her coworker at the office, had just gotten a new curry nigger girl and had been fucking whatever brains she might have still had right out of her. The way she moaned as he pressed her face and tits of the glass cubicle was adorable.

It wasn't even the fact that he had gotten next to no work done today. Not like she had gotten much done either, what with one of the sexretaries eating her out for most of the day. Honestly she didn't even remember what retarded inferior she was using. A shame too, she wished she had thought to request it be installed as her seat for the time being.

No.

It was the fact that James didn't share! Rebecca had been eyeing the drawer in her office where she kept the massive white strap on that she just had at the store. That petite little raghead cunt would have looked so cute stretched out around it.

Luckily it was Friday and now she could relax. She took a deep breath. As angry as she was, she knew that there was always something that could make her feel better. She opened up the door to her house.

Immediately upon opening the door Rebecca was greeted with yips and barks. There waiting by the entrance was her adorable slant eye puppy, Chinky Fuckpuppy! His tongue hung out of his mouth as wiggled his ass happy to see his owner. His tail plug shook happily. She loved how cute he looked with the fluffy black puppy tail she got him. It matched his hair so well! He was completely nude except for the few things she dressed him up in. He wore black arm warmers and thigh high socks, each of them contrasting nicely with his porcelain skin. The warmers ended with some rubbery mittens shaped like oversized dog paws. They left the chink unable to use his thumbs, but that was ok, dogs didn't need thumbs. The matte black collar around his neck on the collar was attached to his leash by a silver heart shaped ring. And finishing off the outfit was a shiny metal Whiterock issued chastity cage.

Rebecca smiled at the needy little rice muncher. "Did someone miss mommy?"

"Arf arf!" Chinky Fuckpuppy barked back, smiling as he crawled towards his owner's feet.

She grinned at the pathetic little sissy as he plopped by her feet. She had him for about a month now and she didn't know how she had managed without him all this time. The chink had taken surprisingly well to the puppy brainwashing procedure. Apparently not all inferiors took well to having their minds washed away and replaced with blind obedience and an animalistic desire to serve, but her little pet had accepted his new personality immediately. It was barely a day before he was crawling behind her obediently. "Such a good boy! Now where do mommy's shoes go? Can you show me chinky?" She took off her shoes and placed them in front of the small boy.

"Woof!" He quickly bent down and picked up both shoes with his mouth. He then trotted over to a small cubby where he dropped them in. "Woof!"

"Oh very good such a smart little sissy." She beamed at the puppy.

The chink drooled at the praise from its white goddess. All it's brain knew how to do anymore was be a submissive mutt for its owner. The only think his retarded brain could do any more was worship Rebecca and that's just the way Rebecca wanted it.

When she had moved into the neighborhood about ago, she had been enthralled with the treatment of the nonwhites. The order and structure was wonderful. Each member of the town knew their role and fulfilled it. She knew as a white that she was better than the adorable drooling plaything at her feet. It made her so wet knowing that she could do whatever she wanted with the braindead mutt when she needed to unwind after a long day at work.

Rebecca snapped her fingers.

Immediately Chinky Fuckpuppy snapped to attention. He raised his paws up in front of him as he rested on the balls of his feet. He stared ahead waiting for his next command.

Rebecca stretched. First she would unwind then maybe hit the town. She wordlessly gestured for the inferior to follow as she marched into the living room. There she took a seat on the couch and turned on the TV.

"Here puppy, my feet are tired. Get to work." She took off her socks and tossed them to the side. The mutt would pick them up later. As soon as they were off and dangling in front of him the hypnotized boy drooled and whimpered as kissed one. His locked dicklet twitched, she loved when it did that. It clearly meant that the stupid gook loved it's mommy. She let it suck and worship her feet. As it mewled over them she began to flip through channels on the TV.

"And Cumhuffer goes for the grab! Skinnyskank is on the mat!" Some spics were oiled up and wresting on tv. Each of them carried thick vibrators. "Cumhuffer's got her! God look at that cactus fucker! She's cumming her brains out.! Her owner is not gonna be pleased with her. If you want one of these…." She switched the channel; she was never one for fighting sports. She had a coworker that was obsessed with it. He would try to bid for the winner of the tournament each year for his favorite event cause he said they "were the best fuck".

The channel jumped over to a commercial about some new slave food that was being produced. Apparently it would increase cum production in slaves. She looked down at the fag grinding his balls softly against the floor as he made out with her feet. He leaked a little as he breathed in her scent, his eyes crossing for a brief moment before resuming his task. She doubted any kind of supplement would be enough for this slant eye to produce anything.

Finally she came to the channel she was looking for. The auction house. While not the only way to buy slaves in Whiterock, it was the way she preferred most. There was something wonderful about getting to sit on the comfort of your couch with some dumb little thing serving you while looking for your next toy.

Fuck, she was starting to get horny.

Rebecca snapped again "lick mutt." She commanded

Chinky Fuckpuppy eyes refocused before happily trotting towards his owner's crotch. He shook his ass eagerly as his goddess spread her legs and hiked up her dress. The chink slave wasted no time diving into the dress and started to service his mistress's pussy.

"Such a good little chingchong. Keep being a good muffinmuncher for mommy." She moaned softly as patted him on the head. She focused back in on the TV where some smiling black girl was being shown off

"As you can see here, this nigger's cunt is very tight." The white man next to her popped glass balls inside of her one at a time while she moaned noisily. "This coon has been already trained in many different sexual acts such as fellatio, anal, vaginal, bondage, and pain." He popped another one in and the nigger came hard. "If you would like this shecoon added to your collection please call in now."

Rebecca moaned as the chink continued to pleasure her. She really didn't need a nigger. There were already a lot of those in her part of town. She really needed a maid that would stand out. Sadly the auction channel seemed to always be low on stock with maids. She used her leg to kick back into the chink encouraging it to work faster.

"That's a good bitch right there. Nfffff fuck. Stupid chink lick faster you limp dicked inferior. Show your white goddess how needy you are for her! Nnrggg god!" She felt a rush come over her as she came on his face. He slide out from under her dress panting heavily. His eyes were dazed and confused, but his smiled showed how ecstatic he was to be of service. She glanced down at his cage and noticed how much he had leaked onto her wood floor.

"Ugh puppy. Again? Down bitch. Clean up your mess you retarded nip. You know how much I hate your disgusting sissy puddles." She pointed at the tiny puddle of precum.

Chinky Fuckpuppy barked before dropping to start licking up his mistake. Rebecca pushed a foot down on top of his head

"Make sure it’s spotless sissy. Otherwise I’m gonna sell your retarded chink ass for a squaw mutt or something." She smiled as she forced his face into the ground. She probably wouldn't actually sell him; she had too much fun abusing him, but she liked to remind inferiors just how replaceable they were. Wouldn't want them thinking they mattered.

Once the pet had cleaned up, Rebecca stood up and headed to the kitchen. Chinky Fuckpuppy trotted behind her on all fours, excited to just be in her presence. She grabbed a bottle of water with pink spiral labeling on the side out of the fridge and dumped it into a metal bowl on the floor with gold lettering that said "Fuckpuppy" in caps. The waters' label said it contained trace amounts of drugs to help the pets stay healthy, no matter what sort of unusual diet their owners fed them. She snapped her fingers again while getting a beer from the fridge, signaling to the doggy that he was allowed to drink as well. He lapped and slurped at the water. Once he was finished he excitedly stared up at his owner. His brain is an empty husk, just happy for whatever his superior owner told him to do.

She smiled "let me get changed and then we can go out for walkies."

Chinky Fuckpuppy barked and arfed and spun in a circle. Rebecca knew how much he loved to go outside and meet other pets. She grinned as she headed upstairs to go get changed

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Rebecca walked down the stairs in her gym shorts and tank top. The puppy drooled and stared at his mistress as she walked down the stairs, clearly awestruck with her beauty. Of course it didn't really matter what she was wearing, the mutt would do this regardless. All that mattered in his eyes was the fact that she was a white queen and he was an inferior rice nigger.

"Good boy! Look at you waiting patiently for your mommy. Is someone excited for walkies? Yes you are! Yes you are!" She cooed at him. She loved getting him all worked up before their outings. She bent down and clipped a red leash to the heart shaped metal loop on his collar. Chinky Fuckpuppy whimpered excitedly as he patted his feet in front of the door.

Rebecca opened the door up and stepped outside, giving the leash a little tug, the puppy's queue to follow. Down the steps they went as the Asian boy trotted next to his owner, always keeping in line with her. She didn't really have a goal in mind for her walk tonight. Usually she would hit up a bar or go out for some food, but tonight she was really just looking for a bit of exercise.

She crossed the street waving to one of her neighbors who was relaxing on her porch with a middle aged female nigger maid standing next to her holding a pitcher of iced tea. Rebecca resolved to do some more shopping around for a maid this weekend. They seemed pretty useful to have around.

She turned left into one of Whiterock's beautiful parks. Each was maintained by the towns slaves who would collect trash, not that there was many people littering, and water the gardens.

During her walk she occasionally came across another white owner with their pet out on a stroll. It certainly was a beautiful night out. She saw a couple of white men with a spic girl in a bunny suit getting fucked senseless on a bench. She smiled as she walked past them.

"Hello miss! Lovey night out isn't it" one of the men spoke as he slapped the cunt's ass. She moaned around the other man's cock as she was thrust back and forth.

"Oh very much so. I love your pet's outfit, she has such a pretty ass."

"Haha, yeah she does. This border bunny was a purchase from that new pet store in town." The man replied "the outfit too." His thrusts slowed as he came inside the spic.

"Oh very interesting, I might have to check that out! I'm always looking for new toys for my little gook here." she thanked them and headed on her way. her pet drooled over the white cum dripping out of the beaner, but quickly snapped to attention when his leash was tugged on.

They continued on their walk before coming across another group. It was a white man and crawling next to him a thick female nigger pig. She had massive tits that almost dragged on the ground and a nose hook pulling her nostrils up. In her ass was a little pink pig tail plug and a small metal plug in her cunt.

"Oh wow!" She exclaimed "what a cute coon piggy you have!"

"Haha! Thank you!" the man grinned. "I've had her for a while, but I mostly keep her at home as a fuckpig. The fat cunt normally just gobbles cum like a retard all day so I figured it's probably time to give Jizzysow some exercise. Your little chink isn't so bad either!"

Rebecca thanked him for the compliment and told him about Chinky Fuckpuppy's training. He nodded and asked her about where she had acquired him.

"Wow, seems really well trained. Does he want a snack? I just filled up Jizzysow here before walking so I am sure she can share some with your mutt. Isn't that right you dumbass pig? He said, slapping one of her tits.

"Oink! Oink oink oink!" The nigger squealed as she seemed to cum almost from the pain alone.

"Sure!" Rebecca grinned as she pulled the chink sissy behind the nigger. "Now be a good chingchong and unplug her pussy then you can thank the nice man for your treat."

Chinky Fuckpuppy pulled the plug out with his teeth almost immediately cum began to pour out from the nigger's cunt. Rebecca, not wanting to waste any, pushed the puppy's head forward with her foot until he was making out with the shitskin's pussy. He swallowed mouthful after mouthful of cum. He wagged his tail letting his mistress know that he was loving this, but she didn't care instead continuing to chat with the man about where he worked and what had set as the diets for their inferiors.

Finally Rebecca pulled him back, leaving him to pant heavily as he replugging the sow. She oinked happily from the experience. The man laughed at his pig, clearly entertained by the retarded subhuman's performance. He yanked on her leash and she squealed before snorting and licking her owner's shoe.

"What do you say Chinky Fuckpuppy, when someone gives you a treat?" Rebecca asked the dumb mutt now stuffed with cum.

"Woof woof!" He barked at the nigger who kept on worshiping it's master's feet.

"No dummy, not at the dumb animal. You should know that you inferiors can't do anything without their owners."

The puppy whined apologetically, before giving a thankful yip at the white man who laughed as he dragged his fat sow away.

Rebecca took Chunky Fuckpuppy for another lap arou d the park, then started the walk back to her house. It was getting later and most of the residents were heading home too. Her pet was started to get tired from all the fun it had today, and it still had to service her more at home.

Soon enough they were walking back up the steps to the house. The puppy eagerly scrambled inside ahead of her and got into position ready to greet and take her shoes like a good boy.

Once everything was away she snapped her fingers again with a smile on her face. "Ok Chinky, I think I wanna have some fun with you before bed. Go get me my toy." The sissy squealed before scampering into the next room. She started to head upstairs before turning around to see her pathetic gook sissy wagging his tail holding a thick white strap on in its mouth. She smiled. It was gonna be a long night for him.

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Nahla looked around the darkened stage nervously, fidgeting with her modest dress. The light chain that was currently shackling her to the podium in front of her clinked softly. She couldn’t see much around her, and her mind was making up the worst possibilities, but she made herself focus. She needed to focus. She thought about what had happened so far.

One by one, all the female teachers she’d came with to this supposed “conference” had those strange helmets slapped on their heads, and then a moment later had been reduced to drooling slaves.

Currently one of her best friends was calling herself a “retarded taco nigger” and sucking off one of the camera men filming her. Whatever this insane place really was, she knew she wasn’t going to escape on her own, her best hope was a play along. And if her abductors were to be believed, that was all they wanted. They’d told her she was going to be on some kind of game show, and that all she had to do to be set free was win. So Nahla ignored her fluttering heart and collected her thoughts. It was just a game show she told herself. She was a college professor, she could win a gameshow!

“Alright everybody,” Somebody called out.  “lights in 3… 2… 1…” 

Nahla took a deep breath.

The spotlights switched on with a loud THUNK , and theme music blared.

“Welcome back to; DEBATE OR DROOL!!!” An announcer cried.

A debate show? Alright, she had debated a little while in college. SHe had a chance here.

“Let's hear it for our contestants, today’s subhuman is Nahla Ahmad!” 

A spotlight turned on above Nahla, blinding her momentarily as the audience clapped and cheered. As her eyes adjusted to the light, she peered into the crowd.  It seemed to be a diverse bunch of people, all with big smiles plastered on their faces. 

“And representing our glorious little town of Whiterock, is Emily Dupont!”

To Nahla’s left, a spotlight lit up the second podium on the stage, where she could now see a pretty white girl stood. She wore a pink headband in her short blond hair, and had a patterned suit jacket and skirt. By the looks of her she couldn’t have been older than twenty one.

She grinned and waved to the crowd, who cheered loudly. Nahla bolstered her confidence further. There was no way she was gonna lose to some college sophomore.

“Let’s hear how our contestants are feeling about todays game!!!”

The spotlights shifted to focus on Emily first. 

“Well, obviously im going to win,” She announced smugly, her voice soft and sweet. “I’m just hoping to have some fun along the way.”

The spotlights swung to point at Nahla. 

“I want to go home,” She sweated a bit, but kept her nerves in check and held herself steady. “If this game my way of getting out of here, I guess I’ll just have to win.”

“Well we’ll see about that won’t we!?” The announcer cried. Now all our viewers know how this show works, but let's go over the rules for any dumb inferiors being allowed to watch for the first time!” 

The announcer continued. 

“Our two guests are going to battle it out to show which race really is the smartest! If Nahla wins she will be allowed to ask for whatever she likes, even to leave Whiterock!!!”

The crowd booed loudly at this.

“But for each round Emily wins, she’ll get to make another change to Nahla’s silly little head!”

Based on those helmets her colleagues had been subjected to, Nahla guessed what that meant, and shuddered. She’d just have to make sure she didn’t lose even a single round.

“So, let's find out if Nahla is going to DEBATE, OR, DROOL!!!”

The lights flashed and danced across the stage, the theme music blared once again, and the audience cheered.

“For round one, Our contestants will present their arguments for why each of them believes she is smarter than her opponent! First up, let's hear  Nahla’s argument!”

Smarter than her opponent? That certainly wasn’t a very good debate question, but she supposed she really shouldn’t be surprised, this was some kind of insane gameshow that kidnapped  women after all.

 Nahla glanced at the girl standing a few feet away. She turned her head slightly to look at Nahla and raised her eyebrows  mockingly. Emily seemed to be here of her own free will, it stood to reason she was happy enough with these rules. And Nahla didn’t have much choice anyways, she was here to win her freedom!

She patted her dress down and cleared her throat.

“Well,” She began, doing her best to project the confident, authoritative tone she used when lecturing.

“Not to boast, but I finished six years of education, graduated with the highest honors and my masters degree, and I’ve been teaching at a prestigious university for almost five years now. I’m no nobel prizewinner, but I’m a respected expert in my field, and I’ve co authored two nationally recognized papers.” She blushed a little, she really didn’t like listing out her accomplishments like this, but at least she knew she had this round in the bag. “I’m sure my opponent is a very bright young woman,” She tried to give Emily a friendly smile, but her opponent ignored her looking bored. Oh well. “...But,” She continued. “I simply have much more academic experience than her. I wouldn’t normally try to tell anyone I’m smarter than them, but if you have to decide which of us is more intelligent, I think the choice is clear.”

Nahla took a little step back from her podium to indicate she was finished.

“Wow, what an argument! That was one of our longest winded answers this season!” The audience laughs while the announcer concluded her turn. “ Now, let's hear from Emily!”

The young girl leaned over the microphone in front of her and raised her chin haughtily. “She’s a dumb brown camel humper and I’m a superior white lady, so I’m smarter. Stupid sows like her are better off as toilets, rather than trying to talk back to us. That's all their mouths are good for” The girl turned to Nahla and smirked. “Duh.”

Nahla balked. What? Emily clearly wasn’t competing for the same stakes that Nahla was, but she had assumed the young woman would be trying to win. Was she just trying to provoke Nahla? She had to know what a terrible argument that was!

“Thank you so much Emily! So well spoken too! But who will win over the judges this round? Audience! Please vote now!”

Nahla watched as the people in the audience each looked down and fiddled with something in front of them. It seemed they had some way of voting built directly into their seats. 

She was still baffled by the way her opponent had basically conceded the round, but she decided she should probably just count her blessings. This one was a free win, she should just prepare in case Emily was trying to trick her by pulling out a really good argument next round.

“The results are in!”

The announcer shouted while a drum roll played in the background

“The winner of the first round is…… Emily!”

A massive wave of applause happened while Nahla stared stunned at the crowd. Emily smiled smugly and did a little wave. W- what?Nahla was dumbfounded. How could this happen , Emily’s hadn’t even made a real argument! What about this bratty white girl was in any way smarter than her? 

Nahla heard a mechanical clicking and whirring underneath her. She turned her head just in time to see something riding from a hatch in the stage floor right behind where she was standing, but before she could figure out what it was-

THUNK

Something heavy was suddenly slammed down on her head over her hijab. She couldn't really see it, gut she already knew what it was, It had to be one of those awful helmets! She immediately tried to remove it but it held fast on her head. 

Emily grinned wide at the struggling woman.

“And since Emily wins she gets to make some changes to Nahla’s brain!! Lets find out what they’ll be!!”

“W- wait!” Nahla protested. 

Emily didn’t hesitate for a second. 

“Since you’re just a stupid animal you don't need clothes. From now on you’re only allowed to wear whatever your white betters tell you to wear.” The brat announced triumphantly. 

No, no! Nahla tried to pull the helmet off in vain. “You cant-!”

ZAP

Nahla suddenly snapped to attention, her arms and back straightening, her eyes crossing, and her mouth opening.

“Guuhh. This stupid sand nigger will strip naked!” She announced mindlessly. “From now on this stupid sand nigger is only allowed to wear what her white betters tell her to wear!”

Then the helmet was pulled off her head and retreated into the floor, and Nahla gasped. She couldn't believe she had just said that! And now, against her will, her hands reached behind her pack and pulled down her dress’s zipper. She whimpered as she compulsively slid the garment down to her ankles, along with her plain looking panties, and stood up, completely naked on the brightly lit stage.

Emily covered her mouth and giggled daintily as Nahla was forced to expose herself. Her perky breasts bounced and were shown off in front of the cameras and audience. 

“Brilliant! Now, on to the second round!”

Nahla shivered and blushed, but her arms refused to cover her private parts. That helmet, and that girl, had made it completely impossible for her to have any kind of modesty! She shuddered and did her best to ignore it. The game was already moving on to the next round, and she knew the consequences for losing now. She still didn’t understand how that brat had won, but she knew she could do this. It was just a stupid debate show, she could win this!

“This round, our contestants will each be telling us why It's more important for them to win this episode! Up first again, let's hear Nahla’s argument!”

Nahla almost sighed in relief. That last question had been unfair from the start, she’d known that. It was obviously ridiculous that the audience had somehow decided this girl was smarter than her, but that was subjective, based on impressions and preconceived notions. This one was objective, the game was set up to punish Nahla if she lost!

Doing her best to ignore her complete exposure, Nahla took a deep breath, and tried not to think about the way the audience could see her breasts heaving as she did.

“Listen, I don’t know what this place is or who any of you are, but, just look at this!” Nahla exclaimed, raising her arms to rattle the chain chains attached to them. “My opponent is here by choice, but I've been taken here against my will, and this game is my only way to go home! I’m playing for my very freedom, and however entertaining you find this, I’m sure you’d agree that a person winning their own freedom is more important than any other prize could be, right?”

“Wow, another long answer! Now, What's Emily got to say?”

Emily smiled with faux innocence. “Well I don’t really care about this, but I should win because im white and that means im inherently better than this stupid towelhead cumbucket.” She grinned as she did a little bow

“Thank you contestants! Fantastic speeches from almost all of you!”

Nahla was awestruck. What speeches, what speeches!? Emily ‘s insult wasn’t even two sentences this time!

“Now, While our judges are voting, let's hear a quick word from our sponsor! This episode of DEBATE OR DROOL comes from our friends Coon’s Cummies Pet Food! If your nigger mutt is being a good bitch why not treat them to some yummy cummies!”

Nahia was speechless. She looked out at the smiling crowd. How could they allow this to be happening? There were nonwhites in the audience, didn't they care? Then she looked closer. Most of them were nude with collars around their necks. No wonder she lost the last round. 

“The results are in!” 

A loud drum roll played again

“Would you believe it folks, once again our winner is Emily! Two rounds in a row, what a brilliant debater!” 

The people cheered aloud. Nadia screamed internally.

Once again she heard the clicking and whirring. Then…

THUNK!

No no no!!

Instinctively, Nahla’s hand jumped to the helmet. She knew she hadn’t been able to get it off last time, but she couldn’t just let this happen again!

“Alright Emily, you won another round, you know what that means! What will you be changing this time?”

“I'm tired of you thinking you get to make your own choices.“ Emily said petulantly. “From now on you'll do whatever I say.”

Oh no, oh no…

“h- hey, no, no!” Nahla panicked. “You, you cant-!”

ZAP! 

Once again Nahla went stiff as a board, standing at attention with a ridiculous expression in her face, and before she could think-

“This stupid sand nigger doesn't get to make its own choices!” She declared idiotically.  “This stupid sand nigger will do whatever Emily says!”

Nahla gasped again as the helmet vanished into the floor once more. 

“Wow, how clever!” The announcer continued to praise Emily. “Alright folks, time for the final round!”

Nahla stood naked and dumbfounded. She had to do whatever ever Emily said now? How was that fair?? She couldn’t believe this, what was she supposed to do? How could she possibly win this?

“For the round three finisher, our contestants will argue their opinion, on whether or not all non-white animals should be brainwashed and turned into property for their white superiors!”

What!??

“Presenting her final argument, It’s Nahla’s turn again!”

Nahla's mind raced. “I-” 

“Hey raghead.” Emily interrupted her casually. “Hump your podium and tell everyone that you’re just a dumb brown brainless jizz dump.

“Guh!” Nahla blurted out stupidly as she immediately obeyed Emily’s order. “Im just a dumb brown brainless jizz dump!” She pressed her pussy against the podium in front of her and rubbed herself up and down it frantically. “I’m just a dumb brown brainless jizz dump, I’m just a dumb brown brainless jizz dump!” She babbled like an obedient bitch. “I’m just a dumb brown brainless jizz dump!”  She would do anything to be able to stop, but she had to do whatever Emily told her. It wasn’t fair, It wasn’t fair! What had she done to deserve this?

Emily giggled uncontrollable as Nahla humped her podium and blubbered her matra over and over. Nahla knew this was being televised to somewhere , she knew there were hundreds, maybe thousands of people watching, and she was completely helpless.

“Ok, hehe, ok” Emily spoke through her stifled giggling. “Stop now.”

Nahla’s body and mouth finally came to a sudden stop. She panted breathlessly, her body somewhat tired.

“Wow, definitely the best argument you’ve given this game Nahla!” THe announcer blared.

That counted!? She knew it didn’t matter, by now she realized she would lose no matter what, but, but-!

“And now Emily, please give us your final answer!” The voice moved right past Nahla’s internal bafflement.

“Duh, of course they should. Tell me I win now.” Emily said, sounding bored. She examined her fingernails while Nahla’s fate was decided for her. 

“Just a moment to tally the votes here… And look at that folks, Emily wins yet again!! That's a perfect three round sweep, what an unbelievably talented and brilliant contestant! Now it’s time to find out what you’ve won!” 

Nahla simply stood at her podium, her pussy aching. She had really thought she could win… She sighed, resigned. She hadn’t won her freedom, but she realized now the game had been completely rigged. The only good thing was that at least now this was all over. The announcer hadn’t said anything about emily getting to make more changes to her, and she still had her mind. She’d just have to recollect herself, endure whatever they tried to do with her next, and figure out how to escape this place on her own…

“Alright Emily, as the clear champion of this episode of Debate or Drool, you’ll be taking home today's grand prize; A brand, New, Toilet!”

Nahla frowner despite herself, A brand new toilet? She shouldn’t have been surprised given how clearly absurd this all was, but still! What kind of prize was a toilet-?

Suddenly, Nahla heard a familiar sound from behind her. Wait-!

THUNK

Nahla panicked as she realized what was about to happen.

“No, Please anything but that!” Nahla begged. “Please please no!”

Emily giggled cruelly. “Looks like my new toilet is confused. She seems to think anyone cares if her stupid animal brain gets erased!” The girl laughed.

“No, please don’t Please-guuuuh!”

Nahla’s eyes crossed and her tongue stuck out again, but this time she could feel her entire brain being turned completely to mush. She blubbered as she pathetically tried to keep begging, but she already couldn’t talk. And then a moment later her ability to think for herself was flushed out of her head too, and her personality was erased forever as she was permanently turned into  the brainless subservient slave hole all inferiors were meant to be.

“I am a toilet!” Toilet announced happily. She smiled mindlessly, any trace of freedom or individuality erased for her simple sand nigger brain. The audience cheered and laughed at her as she stood on stage naked with an idiotic smile on her face. 

The helmet slid back into the floor for a final time. Emily strutted over to examine her new property. 

“Oh, mistress!” Toilet gasped as she recognized her new owner, and realized what a bad inferior piece of property she’d been.

“Yeah sand nigger?” Her mistress asked. “What do you wanna say to me, now that you’ve been taught how to properly behave?”

Toilet dropped to her hands and knees and crawled to her owner's feet. “I’m so sorry for being so bad and disobedient mistress!” She groveled pathetically. “I had no right to act like a person mistress, I'm so so sorry for trying to argue with you, as If I could ever be anywhere close to as smart as a white goddess like you!” She kept her head low and her fat butt high in the air while she mewled. “You’re so much smarter and prettier and better than me in every way, I’m just a stupid camel humping retard who exists to be used however my superiors want!”

“Haha, yeah you are stupid whore. Make out with my shoes.” Toilet’s owner ordered.

“Yes mistress!” Toilet immediately began kissing and licking Emily’s nice black shoes. “Thank you for letting me kiss your shoes mistress!” She moaned and humped at the air while she worshiped her perfect owner. “Your shoes are worth so much more than a disposable brown cumbucket like me,” her cunt spasmed and leaked as she humiliated herself for her mistresses' entertainment. “It’s such an honor to be allowed to make out with them!”

Emily giggled. “Piss yourself.”

“Yes mistress!” Toilet started peeing before she had even finished the words, crossing her eyes and sticking her tongue out as she pissed on the ground like the dumb animal she was. Her legs and tummy were splashed as she sprayed and the puddle collected under her. She kept going until she couldn’t anymore. 

“All done mistress!” She declared happily, sitting on her hands and knees in a puddle of her own pee.

Her owner laughed with cruel glee. “And look what a mess you made you stupid cactus fucker.” She admonished her toilet. “Oh, I know…” Emily bent over and picked something up from the pile of ridiculous clothes Toilet had worn when she had still thought she was a person. She tossed the small garment on the floor in front of her. “Use that stupid headscarf you desert cunts wear to mop it up.

Toilet picked up the hijab which had once meant so much to her. The garment that she had seen as a representation of her identity, of the value of her culture and herself as a strong, self sufficient muslim woman. 

“Yes mistress!” She chirped happily, and immediately began wiping up her urine with the worthless pissmop. The thing was small and was soaked with pee in an instant.

“What a great show everybody!” The host announced cheerfully. “Congratulations again to Emily for so effortlessly and amazingly proving her complete superiority to this brainless brown animal! She obviously too stupid to debate, but she makes a nice toilet! At least until emily gets bored of her and decides to throw her in the garbage, right?”

The audience laughed, and Toilet smiled even wider at the thought of her owner throwing her big brown ass in the trash on a whim. Toilet was so lucky her white superiors had turned her brain into slop so she could finally be what she was always meant to be: Emily’s own personal piss dump!

“Well, thats all for today folks!Thanks for watching, and be sure to tune in tomorrow for another amazing episode of; DEBATE! OR! DROOL! See ya next time!”

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Sofia was hot on the trail of the biggest scope of her life, and she had to be careful. She had been investigating a set of seemingly unrelated disappearances, and after weeks chasing down connections, she found herself sitting in her parked car at one in the morning, right outside the place that she believed tied them all together. She took a deep breath and turned off her car. She opened up her folder and notebook that was on the seat next to her to review her notes.

The missing people she was trying to track down had left almost no traces or clues, but what she had managed to scrounge together suggested that some of them, maybe even all of them, had been headed to the town she was now just outside of. Specifically, several of them had seemed to be coming here to meet one woman in particular. The woman herself could barely be found, but the one lead Sofia had included an address. And if it existed at all, Sofia was pretty sure it was here. She wasn't sure how dangerous it was, so she knew she was gonna be as careful as she could be.

Sofia stared at the large sign displaying the name, Whiterock, proudly. It was almost as if it was taunting her. Despite what one might think about a town with a pompous advertisement for itself just outside of its border, she wasn't able to find the town on any map, which was odd considering the size of the town she now stood outside.

She left her parked car on the side of the road and began to creep towards the outer fence. The grass was nearly trimmed and the houses she could see were clean. It looks like a resort. She steeled herself. She needed to find out what had happened to all these people. This could be her big break to the top. She grabbed the fence and began to climb.

Once she was near the top she looked around. Didn't seem to be anyone nearby. Sophia got herself ready and started to drop down on the other side of the fence. She landed onto the ground with a soft thud, before she began to shuffle towards the nearest bush for cover.

Sophia breathed a sigh of relief. That was what she expected would be the hardest part of this. This country club looking place couldn't have that much security once you were actually inside. Should could pretty easily pass off as one of the guest, and worst case they just kick her out for trespassing. Now she could begin her real work.

As quietly as Sophia could, she crept around the house looking for a window to peek inside. Her phone in hand she took pictures of the nice grass and houses but without the flash she could get pics of anything that wasn't illuminated, not that people would want to see pictures of nicely cut grass.

Finally she got to a good spot just under a window. She slowly looked inside, camera at the ready.

Suddenly, behind her she heard a snap. Then a light shined on her. She swore internally wondering how they were able to find her so quickly. She couldn't make out the figure because of the light but they looked tall and built well from the shape she could make out. Sophia definitely wasn't going to be able to run from them.

“What are you doing out here spic? Show me your identification collar.” A female voice barked at her.

Sophia's mind whiplashed. Spic?? Collars??? What the hell was she talking about!?

“Umm I was just looking to make sure the umm job was finished from yesterday..” she stumbled through her words. Normally she would be able to talk her way out of these things but she was so thrown off she didn't really know what to do.

“There were no beaners working on this property. Inferiors aren't allowed to lie.” The woman started to approach quickly. Sophia panicked. She stood up and turned to run, but she barely had a chance to run before she was pinned against the wall. “Stupid brown trash should know better then to sneak around.” The woman scolded her. “Your border bunny instincts to go where you aren't allowed must have taken over your retarded brown brain.” Suddenly Sophia felt 2 cold prongs of metal press against her back before she was hit with a massive jolt of electricity. She squealed as she fell to the ground in a heap.

The one benefit of being on the ground was now that she wasn't being blinded by the ligh, she could get a better look at the woman. Above her stood a talk muscular African woman. She had on a tiny mock police hat with the words “WHITEROCK SLAVE COP” written in glow in the dark words.

As for her outfit, or at least what little she was wearing, was a navy bikini top with a police badge pinned to her right nipple, a small bikini bottom with a zipper down the middle of the crotch, and a belt which had several holsters. Each of the holsters had something inside of it. From what Sophia could see, there was a massive white dildo, handcuffs, a metal rod, a plastic ball of some kind, and an empty one that she assumed held the taser the “cop” was holding over her.

“Good mexicunt. Back on the ground where you belong. My mistress will be thrilled to have a new plaything to break.” The strong black woman stared down at her like a piece of meat.

Sophia struggled to wiggle away, she needed to get out of here! She didn't understand what was going on here but it was clearly outside of her field. She needed to tell someone about this place. She opened up her mouth to scream desperate for someone to help her, but the black cop was faster. She knelt on her back and stuffed the plastic ball into her mouth muffing her screams.

“stop babbling spic.” The woman ordered her flatly. She handcuffed her roughly as she held her to the ground “you’re clearly too stupid to understand you are property, let alone form coherent sentences.”

Sophia whimpered into her gag.

“Night night wetback.” then Sophia felt the electricity again before blacking out.

—--

Sophia awoke slowly in a darkened room. In front of her the cop was talking with a tall blonde lady with small blue eyes. She felt something metal on her head. She tried to raise her hands to try to remove it, but found her hands were strapped to the chair. She wiggled weakly but found sh

“This disgusting lowlife nigger apologizes for being late on its patrol, my white goddess. I should have known that your time is far more valuable than mine. This pathetic slave will promise to do better.” The cop was saying. “This braindead coon found a border bunny sneaking around.”

“God you worthless inferiors are such pathetic excuses for security. At least she didn't escape. Go down to the punishment room and make sure the nigger who was supposed to be patrolling the fence is nice and comfy in their fucking machine. It's their turn to get their mind completely wiped next, they’ll make a much better public sex toy than they did a security guard."

“Yes mistress.” The cop replied. And what should I do with the taco nigger?”

Sofia's eyes widened and she tried to plead, but the blond woman just rolled her eyes without even glancing in her direction. “Oh I don't know, melt her brain and turn her into a boot cleaner.” She waved her hand dismissively. “She's just some spic garbage, who cares.”

Sofia's heart races. Melt her brain, what!?

“Of course mistress,” the black woman responded. “Us inferiors are all just worthless objects for you to use however you like.”

“Yes I know that nigger.” The blond woman sighed with a small smile. “Move your fat black ass, I gave you orders”

“Yes mistress, this drooling coon is sorry for being such a retarded monkey mistress.”

She then made eye contact with Sophia. She smiled “Not really sure how you found this place but it doesn't really matter now. After this machine is done with you you are never going to want to leave.” she patted Sophia on the cheek before turning to leave the room. “Fry the retard cactus fucker’s brains out now. I have more important things to do than watch another shitskin get turned into a drooling slave.”

“Of course mistress, your nigger servant lives to obey and serve the white race.”

Sophia was overwhelmed. What was even happening? What did she find? She just wanted to go home.

“Stupid spic. Shitskins like us get what we deserve. This will teach you to not follow the natural order.” Then the slave cop pulled the lever on the wall.

The helmet on her head whirred to life. It buzzed as she stared at the smiling black girl in front of her. Was she going to be like that? She was going to turn into some white worshiping bimbo?! No that couldn't happen to her! She was gonna escape, this, she had so many things that she wanted to do, she deserved to be free as much as any worthless spic did…

Wait, what?? No no, what was happening?! She thrashed and panic like a dumb brainless animal-

No no no! This helmet was doing something, it was melting her stupid beaner brain, turning her into- wait, no that wasn't right was it! Her beaner brain wasn't stupid, it was- it was smart, she was a smart taco nigger who would escape from her rightful white superiors! She, she just had to-

To…

She drooled like an idiot. It was so hard to think because spics were dumb worthless animals, but she knew she had been trying to do something…

It had been… it… it had..?

Suddenly her eyes widened as she realized it.

It didn't matter what she was trying to do, because she was just worthless beaner garbage, and her white superiors were frying her brain to make her into a good piece of property for them!

She giggled a little at the thought of being a retarded piece of property. Her little spic clitty got hard and leaky in her pants as her mind filled with white supremacy.

Her free will completely erased, she smiled around her ball gag and sat still as the helmet destroyed her personality, erased any semblance of intelligence she had ever been stupid enough to think she deserved, and made her into a mindless obedient moron. Her eyes glazed over and she continued to drool as every thought she had ever had was turned into slop.

—-

Cactushumper 14 drooled onto her small breasts. Her dick bounced up and down as she knelt next to the front door of her perfect white goddess's home. She was currently leashed to a post with a shiny golden collar around her neck. The leash was mostly just for show as she would never willingly leave her station without a command from her owner. After all a stupid puta like her had no thoughts that her amazing white mistress didn’t put there. Her brain was little more than a fuzzy pink haze, void of any thoughts but serving the superior race. She was so happy, and tonight was even better! Goddess was having a bunch of white masters and mistresses over for a party and Cactushumper got to do the best job in the world for a braindead spic.

She was now a living doormat. A wetback bootlicker. Taco nigger foot worshipping retard. A tool white owners used to make sure that they didn't dirty the floor of a fellow white superior. After all, why would you get a carpet messy when you can just use a worthless shitskin like her! She drools some more just thinking about her task. She tends to do that a lot now. She didn't mind, the goddess said it made her look even more stupid.

Her goddess walked up and looked down at her. Cactushumper 14 smiled and whimpered out “Welcome home my majestic Aryan Goddess, may your pathetic border bunny lick your Godly feet clean before you step inside?”

“Which worthless Cactushumper are you? I have so many of you disgusting spics and you all look the same.” the white goddess placed her foot down on a mat meant to keep the shoes clean while the spic worshipped.

She crawled, forward her trans clitty now fully erect, clearly in love with serving her owner however she wanted. “Uhhh this stupid taco nigger is Cactushumper 14 umm goddess.” She began to kiss and suck on each part of the red heels she was wearing. “I exist to be your servant. My race is inferior to yours in every way. Ummm mwah mwah spic lives exist to be enslaved and controlled by perfect white beings like yourself I umm”

Her Aryan owner cut off her stupid babbling “Of course you do retard. A silly thing like you just needed a push. you were probably gonna end up a race traitor eventually. Now you can just do a better job with the help whites gave you. Now shut up and clean.” The beautiful white queen pushed her shoe I into the drooling spic’s mouth.

“Ngfrggg thank youuuuu this retard loves being your messy bitch shoe licker.” She slurped and made out with the shoe like she had been taught. Everything just felt so right. Once the heels were clean, the Aryan owner patted her on the head. Causing her to pant heavily and hump the air. “What are you?” asked her Goddess in an ironic yet comforting tone, “I am your pathetic border bunny doormat property, Goddess” said Cactushumper 14 with a thread of drool falling frome her tongue, “That’s right, just a disposable toy for Aryans, my disposable toy” replied her Goddess with an evil wink that sent a shiver of pleasure across the mexicunt’s spine. Cactushumper 14 loved her role and loved making the mistress happier more than anything.

As her goddess walked into her house, some guests started to come around the corner. Her little dick throbbed at the thought of serving more amazing white superiors, but she stayed on the ground where she belonged like a good bootlicker.

“May this dumb wetback worship and clean your shoes for you ma’am?” she looked up at her goddesses' next guest. The women placed her foot in front of cactushumper 14 to be cleaned, but ignored the spics pathetic mewling.

“Oh I love what you've done to this room!” the woman said to Cactushumper 14’s mistress.

Cactushumper whimpered at being ignored, she was so desperate for approval from her superiors, but this amazing white ladies complete disregard for her made her clitty bounce and leak. She licked and kissed and cleaned the woman's shoes and she kept humping the air desperately.

—

It was a few hours after the party. Cactushumper 14 had happily given every White master’s shoes goodbye kisses while they lovingly ignored her. Some of them just kept walking while she tried to give them kisses, hitting her head with their legs. That was ok though! They were probably busy and the only thing that was lost was probably a few more of her brain cells but those weren't good for anything anyways. She smiled happily at the puddle she had leaked out from all the excitement. This was so much fun.

Finally her goddess walked outside to wave goodbye to the last of the guests. The spic grinned at her happily, still kneeling next to her post. The Aryan goddess smiled and walked over to her before untying her leash from the pole. “Did the braindead border bunny have fun? This is probably why you stupid spics are always trying to enter places you don’t belong.”

“Oh yes goddess your ditzy drooling Cactushumper had so much fun serving and greeting all of the amazing white people. Stupid spic slaves like me deserve to be collared and turned into helpful objects for our superiors. I promise to be the bestest race traitor retard bunny I can be!” She drool as she crawled behind her owner.

“of course you will be.” Her goddess said with a little laugh. “At least until I find some other beaner brained bimbo who does your job better, obviously. Then I'll just toss you in the trash.” The queen sat down on her couch and held a bare foot up. “Now then, I've had a long day and need some help relaxing. Tell me, what are spics good for?”

“Whatever whites tell us we are good for!” she said happily. And with that she began the rest of the night worshiping her goddess's feet. This is what she was meant to be. This is how a good bleached border bunny behaved when owned by a superior white. She smiled as she kissed each toe. This was what she was good for. The only thing she was good for. Cactushumper 14 drooled.

Chapter Text

“What about you Jamie?” Kendra asked her little brother without looking at him. She scrolled through instagram on her phone, half because she was enjoying the pictures, and half because she was mentally taking note of what was popular. All these pictures just of girls in bikinis at the beach, and tens of thousands of likes apiece? She could beat that! 

She swiped back to look at her own profile. She was already over twenty k and she’d even gotten a few small sponsorships, and she hadn’t even gotten a chance for any really good nature-y scenes yet. She’d gotten popular with just pics of herself around her campus, wearing cute little outfits that showed off her figure. And her signature sparkly eyeshadow of course. She loved how she looked in it, and her followers were so into it she made her handle @glitterkendra. She switched back to scrolling through pics of generic looking white girls. Yeah, she could totally outdo these chicks. She was glad she’d packed all her swimsuits for this trip.

“Jamie?” Her mom followed up with the boy and Kendra realized he hadn’t responded. She looked up from her phone and back towards her brother in the back seat of their parent’s minivan. He was just staring out the window, apparently lost in the incredibly compelling beauty of endless indistinguishable trees on either side of the road. Wherever this campsite they were headed to was, it sure was way the fuck out of the way.

“Hey, you there lil’ bro?” Kendra reached back and punched his arm gently. Jamie spun to look at his sister, his eyes wide. “Huh, sorry?”

“Jeez, pay attention.” Kendra chuckled. “Mama asked what everybody was looking forward to on our trip.” he was always kind of spaced out. Hopefully on this trip he will talk with the family more.

“Oh.” Jamie said. He looked out the window contemplatively for a moment, before smiling. “I guess I’m just looking forward to all five of us being together for a few days again.” He answered softly.

“Awwww!” Jamie's mama exclaimed from the driver's seat.. “That's so sweet honey!” Jamie blushed. 

“And kendra said she wanted to get some good nature pics for instagram.” His mama continued, ribbing her middle child gently.

“What!?” Kendra scoffed, spinning to face the front of the car with indignation “People fuckin love that shit, mountains and tree’s and shit.”

“Ah ah ah, language.” Mom tutted from the passenger seat.

“Mom I'm almost twenty one .” Kendra rolled her eyes.

“Hey, listen to your mother!” Mama scolded her.

“Mooooooom!” Kendra groaned. Their moms laughed together, and their Mama reached out to hold her wife’s hand. “Can you believe them!?” She spun to ask her brother behind her. He just smiled and turned away. “HMMPH.” Kendra spun back around and crossed her arms dramatically, but she couldn’t help but smile too. Now that Jamie had started college too, other than their moms none of them saw each other on a regular basis anymore. Kendra wasn’t nearly as sappy as Jamie or her Mama, but she wouldn’t pretend she wasn’t excited for her entire family to be all together again.

“Mama, where did you find this place again?” Shauna spoke up for the first time in a while. Kendra’s oldest sister was pretty quiet, Just like Jamie.

“Oh it was just some place online that was advertising somewhere where families could go to clear their heads and get away from it all.” Mama answered casually. 

“Hmmm.” Shauna responded. “Well we sure are getting away from it all.” 

“Problem?” Their mom asked. 

“Not at all. THis’ll be really nice I think.” Shauna didn’t smile, But Kendra sensed the warmth in her voice. She had moved out almost five years ago, and really she and Kendra had always been very different. Shauna was quiet and serious, while Kendra was… not those things. But Kendra knew their sisterly connection would always be there. Just like she knew that no matter how much she and her big sister might tease or ignore their little bro, respectively, they’d always look out for him. This was gonna be a nice little trip.

After what felt like hours they finally pulled up to a wooded area just outside of a town. Kendra smiled. At least there was a civilization they could come back to if anything went wrong.

They drove past a gate after a nice white man checked their IDs and waved them through. She thought it was a bit strange that they closed the gate right behind them, but figured it was just because it was a really nice campground. 

Before they got to head off to their campsite they were going to have to park. 

Mama drove down the first road for a little while longer, taking the one turn the men at the gate had told her too. After a minute they pulled into a little paved parking lot with a building next to it. The lot ran along the fence that looked like it circled the whole damn town. Seemed a little weird to have a whole wall around a town like that, but at least a place this fancy would look good in some pictures.

Mama stopped the car in the middle of the parking lot. “The man at the gate said to park in one of these, but they're all shut.” She pondered.

“Hmm, maybe we should go back and ask him if they're open.” Mom responded. 

“Hey, there's a guy over there.” Jamie piped up. 

Kendra looked back out the window and sure enough another white guy was approaching the car. Mama rolled down the window.

“S’cuse me, we’re here to camp, can we park here?’ she called out to him.”

“The guy who let us in told us we should.” Mom added.

The man came up to the car window with a smile. “That's exactly why I'm here. You're the Williams family?” 

“That's us!” Mama affirmed with a smile.

“Haha, I guess I'm not sure why I asked, don't see too many families with two moms.” He chuckled. “That'll be fun.”

Kendra frowned. The guy seemed nice enough, but that was a weird fuckin comment. She didn't like it when people got weird about her mom's.

“Hah, I suppose we do stick out a bit don't we.” Mama replied good naturedly. 

“So, can you let us in?” Shauna asked.

“Of course.” He replied. “Garage four, right there.” He pointed to the closest garage to them. “Got it all set up for a family of five. I'll go open the door, you ladies pull right in.”

“Thank you so much!” Mama said warmly. The man stepped away and Mama rolled the window up.

“Ready to go, ladies ?” Kendra chuckled, turning to face her brother with a little smirk.

Jamie just giggled.

“Don't tease your brother.” Mom said from the front with a little laugh. “i'm sure he’s had enough of that in the last few years being the only boy.”

“It's okay mom.” Jamie said sincerely. “You know I don't mind.”

Kendra knew he didn't. She likes to tease him for being soft and sensitive, even pretty girly, but he was a tough kid. Maybe not as tough as her, but tough enough.

After a minute, the door on the garage that guy had told them to go into started sliding upwards. 

“Ah, there we are.” Mama declared, and started pulling the car forward. The door finished opening and Mama brought the car in and to a stop, turning it off. The garage door started closing behind them.

“Alright everyone, We’re doing this in one trip to start getting your things together now.” Mom said. She and Mama opened their doors and got out. Kendra followed suit, sliding her door open and stepping out of the car, while Shauna folded her seat down so Jamie could get out of the very back. 

Shauna went around to the back where Mom had already popped the back hatch.

“This one must be yours honey.” She said with a little smile, Pulling the largest and pinkest travel bag out of the trunk.

“You sure you brought enough?” Mama teased her. 

“It’s not that much, just some essentials!” Shauna protested. Mom hefted the bag into her arms.

“Really it’s- OOF” She grunted comically as she was hit with the bag’s full weight, and her mom’s laugh.  

“What’s… woah.” Jamie said with big eyes as he came around the back too.  “Thats a big bag”

“Oh shut up.” Kendra tried to punch him lightly, but the bag was too heavy and she nearly fell over. She tried to right herself and stumbled. She must have been sitting for too long, she was feeling lightheaded. 

“My bags are light, so I can carry some other… stuff.” Jamie said. He walked over to the trunk to look inside, but stopped to lean a hand on the car. “Sorry, just a bit dizzy.”

Man, he really could be soft sometimes! Although… Kendra frowned and sat down suddenly. She was feeling really lightheaded. 

“You okay hun?” Mama asked. “If you need to take a little break before we get walking, that's fine, cause…” She frowned. “I actually could too…”

“Whew, Yeah I’m pretty dizzy too.” Mom said with a frown. “Maybe this garage is dusty or something, we should get some fresh air.”

“Um, hey, guys…?”

The family all turned as Shauna finally joined them behind the minivan. She looked around curiously, then back at her family. “Where is the door?”

Kendra cocked her head and looked around. They all did. “That’s… weird…”  She took a step forward to start looking around, and dropped to her knees.

“Hey, what’s going… on…” She slurred. Her eyes felt heavy. 

“I… I dunno…” Jamie said. “I feel sooo… sleeepyyy.” Kendra heard a little thump, and hazily turned to see Jamie lying in a heap. Was he… green?

“It’s ok hunny, meee.. Tooo…” Kendra watched her Mama gently sink to her knees, then lie down on her side. She stared up at her mom. She was tinted green too. Everything was green and smoky.

“Mom.. w… what's happening..”

“Mom something’s wrong…” Shauna said, leaning on their mom for support. Mom stood, blinking. She was soooo… strong…

“We… We have to get out of here…” Mom said. “We have tooo…” Her knees buckled and she collapsed, bringing Shauna down with her. Oh. Maybe she was so strong…

“Mom/ Shauunaa?” Kendra slurred. Her mother and sister didn't respond. Kendra’s mouth hung open, drooling.

“Oooh nooooo…” everyone was asleep… Her eyes started to close, and she fell over, her mouth still hanging open. She was just… soo… 

Tired.

- - - - - - - -

Kendra woke up groggily.

“Mmmm…” She  grumbled unhappily. She pried her eyes open, and wearily glanced around the darkened room. Her head was killing her. Where… Where was she again…?

She tried to move, and immediately found she couldn’t. With a startled little whimper she squirmed. What… what was happening…?

She tried to blink the blurriness out of her eyes, but there wasn’t much she could see around her. She shook her head again, and tried to focus on herself. She was sitting in some kind of chair, her arms and legs wouldn't move, and… damn, it was so cold. She had goosebumps all over her… her body. She looked down at herself and shook her head. She… she was naked! Her mind was still waking up, but her heart was already pounding.what the fuck was this?

Suddenly she heard footsteps approaching and she froze. They were chatting about something and laughing. Why would her kidnappers be in such a jolly mood? What could these vile monsters want with her and her family?!

Suddenly the door in front of her swung open with a loud bang.

“Hey there sweet cheeks!” a loud brash voice said.

The lights in the room lit up as he flicked a light switch on the wall momentarily blinding her. 

“Look at you, even without those little outfits and your sparkly makeup you're a pretty cute monkey.” 

A monkey, what the fuck!?

Kendra tried to ignore her shock and figure out who the fuck this asshole thought he was. WIth the lights on she could now see he was a pretty tall white guy, and he was wearing a suit, fully dressed up down to his shiny black dress shoes. 

Following behind him, an asian boy probably around her brother's age wearing a butler's outfit. Or, almost a butler's outfit. The top was a crop top showing off his midriff and a silver collar around his neck with a chain leash being held by the white man. The metal serving tray he was holding was also bizarrely covered with a bunch of big dildos, and one other thing, some big round bowl shaped thing with some buttons or something on it. And weirdest of all, his pants had no crotch. It looked like he butt would be totally shown off, and his little penis would've been too, except that he had a tiny silver chastity cage

“The rest of your family is pretty worthless, even for bunch of niggers.” 

“Hey!” Kendra couldn’t help herself but shout. “They're not-” 

SMACK

Kendra gasped as the creep slapped her across the face.

“Ahh.” He sighed, as if she’d annoyed him. “You are an obnoxious little coon aren’t you.”

Kendra stared back up at him with wide eyes.

“ As I was saying, ” He continued. “We’ll sell off the rest of those shitskins as, I don't know, cheap furniture maybe?” He shrugged. “Doesn’t matter, niggers are a dime a dozen. But , when I saw you, I was pretty sure I recognized you from somewhere, so I asked my son to take a look, and don’t you know it, you’re one of those negro influencer girls! Obviously you’re too stupid to understand that you’re just a dumb monkey, but I like those silly little sponsorships you did. For a coon you speak pretty well, and you’re certainly cute enough.”

Kendra stared at him confused. “So? What do you want from me, you fuckin’ freak?! Why am I here?!” She yelled at him.

“Hah, and listen to the sound in those lungs! Yeah, I think you’re gonna be perfect for what I’ve got in mind. But for now let's shut your stupid little coon mouth up.” The man talked so quick it made her head spin. What did he have in mind for her??

The man snapped his fingers. “Ricedick. Give me that 5 inch dildo gag, and the nipple clamps.”

The Asian boy smiled “of course sir! Your loyal chink servant exists to serve you.” The boy presented the tray and the white man selected the items he needed off of it.

Kendra struggled as the man came closer with the gag. He slapped her face again, and as she gasped he thrusted the dildo straight down her throat.

“Hey- GLLLLKK!” Kendra blubbered as she was gagged on the big soft rubber cock. The phallic object filled her mouth causing her to gag and moan around it. She tried to force it out with her tongue but the man had already strapped it to her head securing it in place.

“Guhhhhhh mmmmmmmm mgfmgmgd hmmmmm!!!” she moaned loudly into the sex toy invader. He then slapped her breast causing her to whimper into the gag more before placing the cold metal clamps on her nipples. “MMM!! GUUHHH GUH” She screamed into plastic filling her throat. 

“Much better.” He chuckled. “As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted… you’re gonna be my new sales girl. Of course you won't be selling energy drinks to teens any more.” The man grinned wildly. He tugged on the leash of the asian boy. “Now you’re going to be selling stupid inferiors like Ricedick here, to your nice white superiors looking for new property.”

“Ricedick,” or at least that is what he was being called, giggled happily as if being sold off to another human was something to look forward to. “Hehe! Yes Master I hope that I make you lots of money so you can enslave more of my pathetic race.”

“For you?” The creep in the suit laughed like that was hilarious. “People aren’t gonna pay much for you, chink. Most people don't need another stupid yellow cocksucker. Probably gonna end up as some kid's first sex slave, and they’ll just use you till you break.”

“Uhhhh yessss sir!” The asian boy moaned. “Doesn't matter what I want anyways! I am just happy to be an obedient slave for the superior white race! I can’t wait to get fucked and used however my owner wishes!” his locked penis leaked as he pledged his racist loyalty. Kendra stared awestruck. How could anyone ever be so loyal to another race that was treating them like shit?

The man turned his attention back to her. “See I have a TV program and I need a new auctioneer to sell off all of these stupid subhuman slaves. I used to do it myself, but I found people like it more when one of you dumb subhumans does it yourself. It is hilarious to watch you braindead inferiors degrade yourselves and point out just how good you are at worshiping us. A while ago we had a spic who sold off a whole volleyball team of niggers. The client liked their pitch so much they bought her too. I was eating well after that deal. Honestly, even if people aren't buying they like to watch you pathetic toys betray each other. We had a little bit too much fun with my last auctioneer boi after a big sale, so really it's perfect you came when you did, hehehe.”

“Mmmh, MMMPHLLK!” Kendra tried to shout around the dildo stuffed in her throat.

The man laughed at her cruelly. “Alright, I think you’ve had that annoying personality for long enough. Let's fix your terrible attitude.” He snapped his fingers again, and ‘Ricedick’ once again offered his tray to the man bullying them both. This time, the guy picked up the weird bowl thing, and pressed one of the buttons on it. A light blinked to life on the front of it, and as the guy held it up so she could see the underside Kendra finally figured out what it was.

“NNPH, NNNN!” She tried to yell, her eyes wide. HE lifted it over her head, and kendra tried to thrash, but a moment later-

THUNK

“NNNMMPH!” She shouted desperately. This helmet, whatever the fuck it was she didnt want it, she knew that! It was gonna do something to her, they were trying to fuck with her brain!

Panicked, she looked at Ricedick with big pleading eyes. Please, please maybe he would help her!? She needed to get out of here. She needed to find her family.

He smiled at her and his penis drooled in its little cage. It was like he was a shell, Just a thoughtless drone that his master controlled.

The helmet started whirring.

The man snapped his fingers again. “Ricedick, suck my cock while the device charges. It's been a while since I debrained a nigger myself. I forgot how hot it is when they think they deserve free will.”

The Asian boy chirped cheerfully before dropping to his knees, still holding the serving tray in one hand. He unzipped the man's pants with his teeth before the man’s thick white cock fell out of his pants onto his face with an audible slap.

God, now he was using her as entertainment! She- She had to do something!

The boy started to suck and slurp and moan happily as he serviced her captor. She trashed in her chair. Was this what was going to happen to her and her family if she didn't escape?!

The helmet whirred louder.

No, no! These assholes, they were doing something to people like her, like this asian boy, turning them into these stupid white worshiping slaves! She didn’t wanna be like him, they couldn't do this to her! 

She would be different, she had to resist! She just had to think about how much she loved her family, think about how much she hated these racist white fucks! She wouldn’t be like Ricedick, she was strong, she was smart!

The helmets whirring reached a fever pitch.

Kendra shut her eyes tightly and focused as hard as she could on holding onto herself. She could do this, she could do this, she could do this!

FZZZZT

The helmet buzzed harshly, and then went silent.

Kendra breathed heavily, and nervously, opened her eyes, her body trembling. She looked at the asshole in front of her, the poor asian boy still sucking his cock devotedly, and She felt a little strange but there was no question, she was still more angry than anything…

She… She had beaten it! She was herself still, whatever this stupid helmet had been meant to do it failed!

The asshole's eyes glanced across her face, apparently noticing the way she still glared at him with defiance.

“HMMMPH!” She shouted triumphantly around the gag.

He frowned, clearly he hadn’t expected her to be so strong willed. Fucking creep, he probably had no idea what to even do now!

“hmmmm… “ He hummed, staring at her. “Oh,” He chuckled suddenly. “Haha, woops, Forgot to switch the safety measure off” 

Kendra’s eyes followed his hand as he reached over and pressed something on the helmet again. 

“There we go, that’ll fry your little nigger brain.”

W- Wait what

The helmet suddenly whirred louder than ever..

Wait, n- No! No no no please!

“MMMPH PLLLLMMMMH!” Kendra tried frantically to beg through the gag. No no, please please no! She didn’t want to be like Ricedick, anything but that! 

“PLLLMMMH!”

No he couldn’t do this to her!  She wasn’t some slave, she wasn’t inferior, she was a person, she was strong and smart and she wasn’t just some object for the cruel assholes to do whatever they wanted with, she was-!

ZAPPP ZIRK ZAPPPP!

Her eyes crossed, and she pissed herself like the stupid mindless monkey she was as her free will, her mind, and her entire personality were turned to shit.

“Gllrrrrrrrrrrpp.” She moaned stupidly. Everything was so clear. It was like a fog had been lifted. She could remember stuff like talking her white coworker like he was an equal, or when she got mad at that white girl in a bar for touching her hair, or that time when she told that white couple no when they asked to buy her tickets when she was in line at the movies for a sold out show. How could she have been so retarded?!?

Oh…. Right! She was stupid brainless darkie nigger! That's why she was so utterly brainlessly stupid! She came again into growing puddle on the chair as she thought about how she should have called her coworker sir and done his work for him, or how she should have let that amazing white goddess play with her nappy hair all she wanted while she ate superior white pussy out, or how she should have just given the tickets to the white couple and served as their live in pet as penance for thinking she had any right to see a movie.

“Guuhh” her eyes crossed as she moaned into her gag. She was so lucky, now she’d never be able to do any of all that silly stuff ever again. The amazing white man, who was still skulling fucking that chink slut right now, had given her an amazing gift. 

He had shown her the truth. It was really obvious of course, but being a nigger she was obviously way to stupid to ever figure it out on her own, so she needed to have her tiny brain turned into slop.

She was a worthless brown monkey, so she was just property for her rightful owners to do whatever they wanted with her.

“That's much better. Look at my new dumb little monkey. Does someone have something to say now that they have time to think about things?” The amazing white god laughed above her. 

“Mhmmm! Mhm mhm!” She nodded eagerly.

“Hahaha.” Her new master reached over and pulled the dildo out of her mouth with a loud wet pop.

“I’m just a stupid mindless shitskin nigger, master!” She declared, rambling happily like the dumb animal she was. She panted heavily as she just got her first breath of air in a while, but there was no time to waste! She had to make up for so many years of not knowing her place. “Thank you so so so much for flushing my tiny monkey brain down the toilet and turning me into a good obedient jiggaboo slave!”

Her white master pulled his massive ivory cock out of the well fucked chink’s throat and let him fall to the floor gasping for air. He undid her restraints, allowing to move to her hands and knees. Being below him felt right, so natural. 

“Kiss my feet you disgusting ape. Apologize for being a braindead coon. I want to hear you whine.” The man mocked her.

Immediately she obeyed. Crawling forward to make out with gorgeous dress shoes the man had on. This could be the only task he gave her for the rest of her worthless life and she would be a happy niglet. Her pussy dribbled as she worshiped her master’s shoe. “Thannnks yushhiyouoooooo” she moaned. “I’m so so sorry for being a braindead coon masterrr, I promise I'll be a good ape and do anything you tell me without every trying to think anything ever again.”

She slobbered and humped the air pathetically as she groveled.

“Hah, that's better nigger.” Her master laughed. “Hey Ricedick, clean up that mess the monkey made.”

“Yes master!” Ricedick chirped happily. He crawled past the dumb coon worshiping her master's feet, and a moment later she heard the wet lapping sound of him licking her pee off the chair.

“Hey nigger,” her master addressed her. “What's your name again?” 

“Duhhhh…” The she-coon’s eyes crossed as she tried her best to remember something as stupid and worthless as her name.

“uuuh, oh, it was Kendra, master!” Kendra said finally, looking up at her master hoping she'd done a good job.

“Hahaha, wrong, dumb jungle cunt.” Her master chuckled mockingly. “Your name’s Glittercoon, got it?”

The newly named Glittercoon’s brain went fuzzy and she humped at nothing even more desperately as her master took away the last remaining aspect of her worthless identity and replaced it with the ridiculous degrading mockery of a name every brainless shitskin should have. It was so amazing how easy inferiors like her were to manipulate. 

“Yes master, my name is Glittercoon!” She lapped at his shoes more. Slurp slurp lick. “Nnnnnthank you so much for giving me a proper stupid name master!” lap lap lap. “I was such an idiot for ever thinking a dumb drooling ape like me deserved to have a name like Kendra, as if I was a person! ” Slurp slurp slurp. She tweaked and humped the air as she made out with the man’s shoes. She wanted to be as entertaining as possible to show how thankful she was for everything that was given to her so far.

“Of course you were.” Glittercoon’s wonderful owner smirked. “Now get your fat black ass up and follow me.” He turned and started walking away without waiting for her response.

Glittercoon obediently scrambled to her feet to obey. Her perky nigger boobs and bouncy black butt jiggled as she trotted behind her owner like a well trained animal. That's all she was after all!

Her master walked out of the little room and she followed, leaving Ricedick to finish noisily slurping up her piss alone. He wiggled his exposed butt happily as he obeyed his soon to be former master’s command.

Outside the little room, Glittercoon found herself on the end of a wide, brightly lit hallway. To the right was a dead end, but to the left, where her master led her, was a big open doorway, and through it she followed him into a huge wonderful room. The floor was polished wood, big hanging lights bathed every corner in cozy warm light, the high ceiling was adorned with exposed finished rafters, And on one side of the room, a short set of steps led to a long corridor with a set of bright red curtains on one side. But most importantly of course, the entire space was absolutely cluttered with worthless inferiors locked in big animal crates. Her pussy leaked when she saw them.

The crates were scattered throughout the room at odd angles to each other, some stacked two high, some with multiple subhuman pieces of property inside, every one a testament to the way the world should be. No, wait…. It was probably too good for niggers like her, and the same went for all the garbage slaves her poor master had to sell. Clearly they should be thanking him for letting animals like them stay in such wonderful cages.

“This,” Her master gestured smugly to the area around them. “Is where you work now jigaboo.”

“Yes master!” Glittercoon affirmed happily. She couldn’t believe how lucky she was, to get to work her nigger butt off for her masters somewhere this amazing.

Her owner strolled over to one particular crate and patted the top. “You’re replacing this yappy little spic here. Now that he’s all used up, you’ll just sell him off as a braindead cumbucket.” Inside a crate a dumb brown spic boy drooled with an empty smile on his face, while he bounced mindlessly on a dildo. His little locked dicklet flopped a little with each bounce. “Isn’t that right beaner?” The boy’s only reaction was to spurt a little cum out of his tiny cocklet. 

“Guuhhiuhjkkkppfk” the retarded broken wetback moaned. his eyes seemed to slightly focus when he saw the white master and he obediently opened his mouth wide as if on instinct. 

“Sadly the taco nigger can barely form words anymore much less sentences. He was a pretty good money maker… oh well! Not like it was a huge loss.” The man chuckled to himself as he watched his former auctioneer slave start to face fuck himself with the dildo. “And if you don't make for a good replacement then you’re next on the auction block.” 

“Oh yes sir!” Glittercoon chirped. “The wetback does look extremely stupid! I hope I can be as useful as a worthless nigger jizzjag can before you decide to toss me out like him hehe! Stupid monkeys like me exist to make the white race happy and their lives easier.” She grinned as her predecessor pissed himself while the dildo was all the way down his throat with his eyes crossed.

“You’ll be selling all sorts of inferior property.” He gestured to the rows of crates, with all sorts of subhumans inside. “Slaves, toys, furniture, whatever I think an inferior will sell best as. Some of these animals have already had their little brains permanently scrambled, but my customers really like watching you dumb slaves get made into whatever brainless object you’re gonna be on stage, so most of these retards are just sucking on pacifiers to keep their brains empty while they wait to be properly enslaved.

He opened up one of the other creates he stood next to, and grabbed a middle aged chink with fat tits by the hair and pulled her out to where Glittercoon could see her. The oriental cumdump had something sticking out of her mouth and she was sucking on it intently, her eyes crossed and totally glazed over. 

“See, this gook still has that tiny chink brain of hers in there, if she could she’d be yelling and screaming like an obnoxious little yellow animal. But as long as she’s got one of our special pacifiers in her mouth,” He slapped the gook’s tits to demonstrate. “She’ll just sit here and suck till’ we’re ready to turn her into a mindless obedient little chinchong chink.”

Glittercunt was amazed, white superiors were so smart! 

Her master shoved the chink back in her crate and shut the door, before snapping his fingers again to command Glittercoon to follow him. Immediately, she moved to his side. 

“Over here we have some of the nicher merchandise.” he gestured to some cages containing various assortments of slaves. “Most of these are already brainwashed and trained for a certain purpose. Like these dothead girls here, they’re twins and they’re both virgins. One of them is locked in only anal chastity, and the others vaginal only. And down here, we have some male slaves.”

Glittercoon stared where he pointed, doing her best to carefully remember everything he said so she could sell as many of these worthless inferior pets as possible for him. In the cage in front of her she saw a muzzie boy in harem clothes. He was a cute femboy, except that his penis was massive and surrounded by gold bands with a slender gold chain leading off of it.

“This is one of our newer purchases. He’s been force fed drugs and had his body modified to give him that huge cock. It never gets soft and it always keeps him in a state of permanent arousal. The gold bands keep the little sex toy from cumming unless certain ones are removed. He’s basically a living femboy dildo, or a perfect cbt or teasing toy. I expect to get quite a  large sum outta him.”

The boy panted and humped the air weakly causing his dick to bounce up and down and the leash connected to it jingled softly.

The white man continued down the path. “I’ve also got plenty of new sex toys and devices. We often pair those with slaves when we sell them off as a demo. Like that pacified chink!” the man commented as they arrived at a new section.

“That's so smart, master!” Glittercoon fawned over the superiority of her masters. “So their white owners will then have something to use their new toy on! Or they can just throw it out as if it was the packaging it shipped with! Not like inferiors have real value to offer, hehehe.” 

She drooled as she imagined herself being stuffed in a crate with one of the massive fucking machines currently being used on the inferiors in this section of the warehouse. She watched intently as one redskin girl got all three of her holes continuously drilled. It was hard to tell if she was brainwashed, but after a few hours of treatment like that she might as well be. 

“That's exactly right.” Her master said proudly. “We’ve got some packed up like that over here, like these disposable coons right here.”

He led Glittercoon over to another crate and pulled the lid off to show her the products packed inside.

Two pairs of shit colored cunts were squashed into the crate side by side. They were stacked two by two facing each other horizontally in the box. Each of the stupid coon's sucked mindlessly on double ended dildos, their fat monkey tits pressing into their partner’s. Each of the girls had a vibrator stuffed in at least one of their holes.

“The man slapped one of the girls' asses. She made a “gluk” noise as her body sucked the dildo automatically. All inferior should have this level of self respect Glittercoon thought to herself.

“Oh, hah.” He laughed as he looked into the box. “This stupid coon accidentally got her vibrator turned off. We wouldn't want the nigger getting too bored would we.” He reached between one of the coon's legs and flicked a switch on the large red vibrator stuffed into their cunt. The girl moaned softly into her dildo as it buzzed away at her privates. Satisfied with the boxed negro slaves, her master picked up a lid and placed it on the box. 

“Disposable Nigger Party Pack” was written in big block letters across the lid, and below the writing was a picture of four coons giving double peace signs with bananas in each of their holes. Each of the girls in the art were wearing body writing with different slurs on them. They were such lucky niggers to be put in their  proper place like that! 

Her amazing white master noticed her looking at the lid. “Oh? You like that nigger?”

Glittercoon nodded frantically. “Yes sir, It’s so exciting to see other stupid monkey cunts like me made into something worthwhile for her superiors! It's so flattering that amazing and perfect white men and women would spend their hard earned money on disgusting slaves like us. I just hope that each of these inferiors knows just how lucky that are to be owned.”

Her master laughed. “You see that second shitskin on the art? The one with the extra fat tits?” He tapped the picture of the girl he described. “We actually sold her to the advertisement company! That was a couple of years ago now, I think they fried the last of her pathetic monkey brain cells and made her into a table or a cow or something of the sort. Gotta get newer hotter toys after all.” He chuckled. He strolled over to the middle of the warehouse.

“Over here,” He led Glittercoon down another row of crates. “We’ve got some of the laborers and work meat we keep in stock, for buyers looking to get some work done. They aren't all lookers, but they can at least serve us superiors until they get too weak.” 

Inside the box was a young spic man, sucking away at a pacifier with a dazed look in his eyes. The box he was packaged into was labeled “Nonwhite Bulk Labor” with a picture of a chink boy  and a spic girl. The slim gook was wearing a maid outfit holding a feather duster and a dog bowl. Meanwhile, the spic girl girl was dressed up in a construction worker cosplay with a hammer in her ass and a dildo on a drill. Both were smiling happily with the slogan below them, “We exist to make your life better at an affordable cost!”

Glittercoon giggled at the dumb inferiors stacked up in this section. She was sure they were all super excited to work as mindless slaves for whatever amazing whatever perfect task their white owners had for them! They were probably gonna end up as the workers for a white boss anyways, but here they don't need to be paid or have rights or even breaks! Just work obediently until they can't! That's what the wonderful white race deserved after all. Her cunt leaked. She probably had a few coons she knew back at home that could be great for this kind of role. She would tell her master later and have them captured if he liked. She drooled at the mental image of her elementary school teacher slaving away licking a toilet clean instead of trying to teach a bunch of worthless niglets, who were just gonna be slaves themselves anyways, how to read.

“And after that, all that's left is the cheap merchandise.” He stopped near the back corner of the room “They're not worth anything, so you'll be making some entertainment out of them at the start of the auctions while the buyers are just looking for some light entertainment, and then to make them worth a potential buyer’s while you’ll be making selling them off in fun little packages at a discount price. We need to get that worthless shit out of here so we can make room for inferiors that people actually want to own. Honestly, take whatever you can get for the lot. Do a good job and I will keep you on as my new auctioneer slave.”

“Yes sir, I'll do my best to sell as many worthless inferior pieces of garbage I can for you!” Glittercoon babbled devotedly.

Her master smiled meanly. “Oh don't worry darkie, you won't have to sell that many. In fact, this week, we only have one little van load of crap like that.” He gestured to a singular box haphazardly placed behind him with a smirk. “So tomorrow, at your first auction,” he grinned.  “That’ll be the first thing you sell.

Stuffed tightly into the crate barely big to fit them, four naked niggers sucked mindlessly on their pacifiers, their stupid monkey faces slack and expressionless.

Two  older coon females, a shitskin slightly older than her, and femmy negro twink.

Glittercoon shivered involuntarily.

She just couldn’t wait. 

Chapter Text

Glittercoon stood center stage, waiting for the curtains to be drawn. Backstage to her right in the merchandise room, her master's labor slaves scurried about making final preparations for the night's auctions. Collared inferiors hurried around setting up lighting, props, and sex toys for the slaves to be shown off with.

On the other side of the stage she saw her owner currently taking a phone call while his most recently brainwashed chink assistant obediently throated his cock. His old assistant, Ricedick, was just off the side with some other merchandise that was going to be sold. He had a big smile on his face as he watched his replacement happily serve his former owner. Glittercoon loved seeing inferiors getting put in their proper place. For a dumb monkey like her to have such an important job… she needed to make her owner proud!

She glanced down at herself once more to make sure she looked like a cute, well dressed performing monkey for all the superiors she'd be entertaining in a few moments.

Her reverse bunny suit was perfectly tailored to her shapely brown body. The beaner tailor that master owned did a great job for a stupid spic. The sleeves and leggings hugged her arms and legs tightly, and the folded collar and little bowtie were super cute. They might have almost made her look like a respectable human being, except of course for the fact that her boobs and butt and pussy were all completely exposed for her superiors to see whenever they wanted, as a niggers private parts always should be.

She adjusted her little top hat, which rested right in-between the bunny ear headband on her head. The cute little hat was her favorite part, because her master had had it specially made to work just like the helmets the white gods and goddesses of Whiterock used to fry subhumans brains. If she ever wasn't doing a good enough job her master could either shock her monkey brain a little bit making her squeal and moan, or completely fry her into a vegetable and throw her into a shipping crate with the other worthless trash!

She nervously gripped the cute orange carrot styled microphone in her hands. Hopefully a stupid coon like her was good enough to make her master proud. She glanced over at him for encouragement, but he was still taking his call and skullfucking his slant eye gook sex toy. He was so amazing!

But there was no time for her to be acting like one of the inferiors currently getting fucked stupid. There was time for that later. 

Now it was showtime!

She cleared her throat. As she heard the countdown from the earbud she was wearing.

“Ladies and gentlemen! Our esteemed patrons of the white race! Thank you for joining us this evening.” a voice boomed out of the speakers. “Without further ado we present the Whiterock House of Retarded Enslaved Sluts! WHORES Auction House thanks for your continued support!" then the curtains were drawn back. 

She stood completely exposed on stage in front of a huge opulent room, comfortably filled with a crowd of seated white guests. Her superiors were dressed beautifully in their finest clothes, she knew auction night was an occasion they all enjoyed, and it was her job to not waste their utterly invaluable time and attention. Of course, the room was also occupied by the drooling inferior pets and slaves the esteemed guests had brought with them for the evening, and all the obedient brainless auction house staff slaves serving them. But they weren't white, so their opinions were worth about as much as a pile of shit, not that they had free time to be watching the show anyways.

In the back of the room, a small crew pointed a set of cameras at the stage, broadcasting the night auction live in Whiterock TV.

Glittercoon smiled. This is what she was meant to do. This was her purpose. This was going to be how she served the superior white race. She looked at the cameras with a grin in a way that wasn't too confident, she still wanted the audience to know she was a good nigger slave after all, but still showed she was excited eager to sell off some disgusting subhumans.

“Hello masters, mistresses, and other superior beings!” Glittercoon greeted the audience both in front of her and watching from home. “This worthless nigger,” She out a hand on her chest and smiled demurely for effect, “Is named Glittercoon, and I am so thrilled to be your pathetic unworthy host for the night! This stupid jiggaboo was only recently corrected to see the error of her ways, and now wants nothing more than to serve the superior race by giving my betters a good show!” 

She beamed at them, and slid her carrot microphone into her wet nigger cunt, fucking herself with it couple of times. She drooled and crossed her eyes as she humiliated herself on stage, before bursting into giggles.

“Hehe, Sorry for babbling so much! My masters tried to train me as well as they could, but I am still just a dummy jungle bunny, hehehe!” She blushed as the audience laughed at her.

She giggled at her own pathetic performance, and walked over to the left a bit as a small podium rose up from the floor of the stage. On the front of the podium was the WHORES logo.

“Before we get the fun started, let's hear from tonight's biggest sponsor, a longtime WHORES business partner, BIMBO’S BANANA!” 

Glittercoon gestured dramatically to her right, and on cue a coon holding two large peeled bananas with pinkish tips walked out onto stage. “Bimbo’s Banana is the best niggerfood you’ll find!” Glittercoon continued the ad read. “Just one bite and those monkeys will go…” 

The girl took a bite of the banana and came hard before collapsing on the floor. She started to spasm as wave after wave of orgasms hit her, a massive smile plastered on her stupid coon face the whole time. “Well… BANANAS!” Glittercoon finished with a giggle. A moment later a muscular pair of gook cunts trotted onto the stage, grabbed the monkey now lying in a heap, and hauled her off stage . Some of the audience members opened their phones to purchase some of the product, eager to try it out on their own slaves.

“Now then!” Glittercoon got ready to begin the night’s auction. “Enough of my retarded nigger yapping! Otherwise you’re gonna see my dumb monkey ass in the public toilets before morning, hehehe!” She took her stop behind the podium. “Do my wonderful white superiors wanna see what WHORES has to offer? I tell you what, you beautiful prospective owners have some real treats coming up!”

The audience clapped and cheered politely and eagerly.

“Wonderful!” But first, we have to get through this garbage hehe!” The audience laughed with her. “Well then, I hope you enjoy our first item of the night!”

Glittercoon gestured towards the right side of the stage with a dramatic sweep of her arm, as the gooks brought the first item of the night up to the stage. The yellow rice niggers pulled four pacifier sucking niggers along on a leash, each of their hands restrained behind their backs. Each of them obediently followed the tugs. The pacifiers rendering their tiny monkey brains even more useless than usual, the four simpleminded apes were completely oblivious to their surroundings.

Along the right side of the stage, eight spaces were marked where brainwashing helmets could slide up from the floor onto the waiting heads of the pathetic inferiors who needed to be taught their place. The chinks positioned each of the mindless animals on the four marked spots closest to Glittercoon’s podium, and pushed them down onto their knees.

Nearest to her podium, a middle aged nigger with a ridiculous afro and heavy monkey tits knelt, staring vacantly at the crowd. One space further down, another shitskin of around the same age, with dreadlocks in a ponytail and a narrower but still shapely figure was sat, sucking on her pacifier like a jiggaboo idiot. Another space down, a younger coon with short nappy hair, smaller tits and a big fat ass drooled on herself. And finally, at the end of the lineup, a small feminine coon boy with mid length curls slurped brainlessly on his pacifier, his eyes crossed.

All four were completely butt naked, with the exception of the boy, who wore only a hilarious form fitting pair of tiny tidy whities.

Once the family of coons were all sat kneeling in position, the two chinks walked off stage back to their white mistress handler. She patted their heads as they knelt by her seat. It was so cute how even the strongest inferiors submitted loyalty to the master race. At least now they could put any talents they had to a real use!

Glittercoon strolled happily along the line of kneeling monkeys, making sure to bounce her tits like a good nigger bun, until she reached the drooling boy, where she reached down, took the nub of the pacifier he sucked on, and pulled it out of his mouth with a wet pop.

“Glrrp.” Unaware even that his sucky toy was gone, the dumb monkey boy slurped at nothing and drooled on himself.

Giggling, Glittercoon went down the line and pulled each of the stupid apes pacifiers out of their mouths, until she had arrived back at her podium and each monkey was staring emptily into space, their mouths hanging open. Ready to continue, she picked her wet carrot microphone back up.

“Now folks, I know this silly coon family is pretty worthless,” Glittercoon addressed the audience. “But luckily, my master is much smarter than us stupid apes, so he's figured out a way to get just a little bit of value out of this pile of shit colored garbage.” She giggled. “So for your consideration, I present to you our first item of the night, a package deal…” 

She threw her arm out and did her best presenter voice. “This family of brainless bathroom accessories!” 

The soon-to-be bathroom facilities all stared dazed at the bright lights. Clearly their little brains couldn't handle this much stimulation.

The audience cheered a little louder this time.

“Of course these pathetic slaves aren't any of our premium stock,” Glittercoon continued. “So before we’re ready to sell them, they’ll be our opening entertainment tonight! Please enjoy the show as each of these utterly worthless niggers is turned into something slightly more useful than a retarded chimp. Hopefully they say something funny about freedom or deserving free will, I'm sure our audience members have never heard that before, Hehe!” the audience laughed once again.

Next to her, Glittercoon heard a dazed moan, and she smiled. “Oh, look at that,” she spoke into her mic. “Looks like the stupid monkeys are starting to wake up. Just in time to use those tiny nigger brains of theirs for the last time ever!” The audience laughed more.

“Nnnn…” the older she coon with the ponytail shook her head.  “wh… what?

“Oh wow!” Glittercoon made an expression of mock surprise to the audience. “This monkey is even talking! Those almost sounded like white people words!”

“mmmm..” The ape dribbled. “muuh.. monkey?”

“I guess since you made the first silly coon noises you get to be first!” Glittercoon skipped over to the older nigger. Her exposed tits jiggled in the woman’s face as she leaned over the kneeling ape. She put the pussy slime covered mic in between the two of them. “Are you excited to be here?”

“K-kendra? Is t-that y-you?” The dazed black woman stuttered out.

“No dummy! My name is Glittercoon! Didn't you hear me announce it at the start of the show? I guess I shouldn't expect a nigger to be able to pay attention to anything that isn’t a banana!” Glittercoon laughed, and the audience laughed too.

“hh, hey…” the other mommy ape slurred out. “wh.. what's happening?”

“Mmm.. mom…? Momma?” The younger niglet moaned.

“Awww, look at the monkey's mewl!” Glittercoon mocked them.

“Kendra, wh…” the ponytail coon stuttered. “What's going on, wh- why are you calling us… that…”

“J- jasmine, kendra… sh- Shauna, Jamie…!” The other monkey mom whined. 

Glittercoon sighed, these niggers had only been awake for a few moments and they were already getting annoying! She couldn't believe she’d spent her whole life whining like these stupid apes, causing headaches for her white superiors, acting like anything she could possibly say would ever have even the slightest bit of value. She shook her head.

“Alright monkeys, are you all awake now?” 

“Kendra puh- please, what's happening?” the niglet stammered. 

“Hehe, I'll take that as a yes! And how about the little coon boy, you ready to try talking yet?”

“Sss… sis…?” The silly coon drooled.

“Perfect! Alright folks,” Glittercoon addressed the audience. “Looks like these stupid savages are all ready to become nice mindless pieces of furniture for somebody's bathroom! Let's just hope these darkies match the theme! Hehe!”

“To, to become… wh- what?” The ponytail jigaboo stammered her eyes widening. With a smile, Glittercoon held up a little remote she had taken from her podium, and placed her thumb on the button labeled “2.”

 “Kendra, whatever this is, please-”

A sharp Tink could be heard as a panel in the floor opened.

The helmet sprang up from the floor behind the chair on a curving pole arm and in an instant it was slammed down on the she-coon’s head.

“Firstly,” Glittercoon told the audience. “This four piece set of bathroom furniture comes with a nice drooling urinal!” She turned back to the monkey mommy as she started to panic. 

“Q- what is this, Kendra what- what's going on-?!”

Glittercoon just rolled her eyes. as the stupid nigger stammered like a dumb animal.“Say goodbye forever to your brain urinal!” She giggled. Hope you enjoy the taste of piss!”

“Kendra w- wait!” The desperate nigger mommy pleaded. “Whatever you're going to do p- please don't, please i'm not a urin-!”

ZAP

The newly made urinal peed on the floor as whatever stupid ape noises she was about to make were flushed away, along with everything else that had been in her now utterly empty nigger brain. 

“Duuuuhhhh.” the urinal drooled stupidly. A slight smile started to show on her face.

“J- jasmine…??” The other monkey mommy stammered. “jasmine wh- what happened to you?” She turned to Glittercoon trembling with wide eyes. “Kendrs w- what what did you do to her!?” She gasped.

“M- mom!” The nigger boy stammered, his eyes wide.

“Mom, mom what happened?” The niglet cried. “Mamma what happened to her?” 

The urinal smiled and opened her mouth. “Piss.” She said like an idiot.

The monkey mom gasped stupidly at the urinal that had used to be her wife, tears starting to form in her eyes. Glittercoon was confused. What did they expect a urinal to beg for? Silly niggers. She shook her head and turned back to the audience.

“But as you can see,” Glittercoon continued her spiel. “She's just one of a matching pair, so the second part of this very affordable set, is of course…” Glittcoon stepped aside so that the remaining nigger mommy with the big hair and tits could be seen clearly by the audience. “A second urinal!” 

Glittercoon pressed the “1” button on her remote, and a helmet slapped itself on the remaining monkey mom’s head.

“W-Wait, no!”

She ignored the babbling unbrainwashed filth and continued “Now you and a loved one can both have your own personal pee gulpers, and if you have guests over you won’t need to wait!”

“M-Mama, no!”

“Mama!” 

The niglet and the coon boy cried together.

“K-Kendra p-please!” The nigger mom started to plead. Please don’t do-!”

ZAP

The second urinal's eyes crossed and she pissed all over the floor just like the first one as she became a braindead piece of shitskin furniture. We really are all the same, Glittercoon thought to herself. The urinals would look good lined up in a restroom. Of course that nappy hair would have to go… better to have it be something that's easy to clean if their owner decided to miss. 

“Mom, mama!” The coon boy mewled. pathetically. 

“Duuuuhhh…” The urinal responded.

“K-kendra” the other girl whimpered. Glittercoon paid them no attention. It wasn't like anything they said mattered after all.

“But my master knows what you all are thinking,” Glittercoon chirped to the audience, going on with the show. “Which is good because of course this stupid coon certainly wouldn't hehe!” She smiled stupidly for the audience. “You're thinking, ‘how are you going to clean two nigger piss dumps?’ Your retarded slaves can barely manage serving your household needs. Well I have good news!” Glittercoon pressed the “3” button, and the a helmet slammed itself over the niglets head in a second. 

“Wait no!”

“The third piece of this adorable little set is a toilet brush! Perfect for cleaning off her piss drunk nigger mothers!” 

“Kendra, p-please please no! Please I'm not a toilet brush please please I don't want to be a toilet brush please no-!”

ZAP

The toilet brush peed herself just like her urinal mommies, and made some retarded noises before her tongue lolled out of her mouth, her worthless personality gone forever like it had been flushed down one of the toilets she now existed to clean.

As a demonstration Glittercoon undid the brush's restraints and pointed at the piss puddle under her former moms. “Get started dipshit! Show the amazing white people how effective you are before they toss you in the trash.”

“Guh.” the happy nigger toilet brush crawled forward till her little boobies hung right over the puddle of pee pee, and started to lap up the puddles eagerly. The audience clapped and jeered at the nappy headed nigger brush.

“Sh- Sh- Shauna…” The monkey boy whined. “Mama, mommy, please no! S- sh- somebody please, please don't turn me into a urinal or a toilet brush!” 

The audience laughed louder than ever at the apes' pathetic begging.

“And, to round out the set,” Glittercoon announced finally, pressing the “4” button on her remote. Our last piece of nigger furniture for your bathroom.” 

“W- wait, k- Kendra y-”

THUNK

“A cute little toilet paper holder!”

“Kendra, p- P- Please no, please-

“Shut up, monkey,” Glittercoon laughed. “Toilet paper holders don't talk.”

“No no please please please don't! You need to help m-”

ZAP

As the toilet paper holder’s eyes crossed and his tongue lolled out, his little dick sprang up instantly in his tiny little underwear, and a yellow stain spread across the front. His brain, his personality, his thoughts and ideas, everything he had ever been stupid enough to think was worth anything, was now nothing more than a dripping puddle of pee in his tidy whities.

With a smile, Glittercoon walked over next to him and yanked his soaking little panties down, and his bouncy little cock sprang up and bobbed stupidly in the air for his superiors.

The muscular gook gals let each drooling object out of their restraints and moved them into a line up to show off the merchandise.

A smile formed across the toilet paper holder's face and he stood happily, his excited little penis bouncing in the air, ready for a roll of toilet paper to be slid onto it for the convenience and entertainment of whoever decided to buy his family.

The two urinals who had been his mommies knelt to the right beside him, and after a slap on the cheek from one of the gooks they opened their monkey mouths and showed how ready they were to embrace their new lives as mindless nigger piss dumps.

And at the end of the line, the toilet brush that had been his sister knelt drooling, happily ready to lap up whatever piss spilled out of the brainless coon urinals who used to be her parents.

Glittercoon strutted across the stage behind the line of brainless shitskin furniture, stopped beside the toilet brush at the right end of the line and put her hand on her hip in a cute pose for the audiance.

“Ok niggers,” Glittercoon faced them, and spoke into her little carrot microphone. “Got any more retarded monkey noises to make?”

The apes stared ahead at nothing with big smiles.

“Peepee.” The urinal with fat tits said stupidly. The other coons just drooled on themselves like idiots. That’s all they would ever do from now on, until their owner decided to throw them in the garbage.

“Hehehe, well that's much better isn’t it folks?” Glittercoon addressed the audience with a giggle. “I mean obviously they're still just worthless dark skinned garbage, but at least now that they're just bathroom furnishings, instead of irritating our wonderful white superiors by trying to think with their stupid ape brains, they can do something that actually matters: Be a place for white people to pee!”

The audience laughed at the mindless family of toilet accessories drooling naked on the stage, and hopefully at Glittercoon herself too, as she pranced around in her hilarious little costume, her brown tits and butt bouncing with every movement she made.

“Now that they’ve been made into good stupid objects, It’s time to get the bidding started!” Glittercoon struck another dramatic pose. “This four piece set of brainless bathroom furniture, is available for anyone who’s interested, for a starting bid of…” Glittercoon glanced at the family of shitskins, their entire lives taken from them so they could be made into cheap objects for the entertainment of the white race. Then she turned back to the audience with a wide smile.

“Fifteen dollars!”

The audience laughed and clapped mockingly, and a moment later the bids started appearing on a teleprompter at the back of the room.

“Remember viewers at home,” She addressed the tv audience specifically. “All you have to do is call in to the number at the bottom of the screen to place a bid! Currently you could be the proud owners of these stupid coon goons for…” she checked her prompter. “A whopping seventeen dollars!” She made a face of exaggerated but genuine surprise. “Wow, that's a lot more than I expected! That's more than what most coons can count to!” More laughs floated from the audience. It really was hilarious watching this retarded family of jungle animals be turned into the worthless property they always were destined to be. She fingered her pussy as her now brainwashed family drooled. She joined them as the audience laughed a bit more, it felt so good to be useful. It was amazing to get to serve people that were better than you in every way and give everything up for them. She popped her now wet hand in her mouth before refocusing her stupid nigger brain as best she could.

“We’re almost ready to start the sale of our next auction, so we’ll leave the bidding open for one more minute. If you want a nice cheap renovation for your bathroom,  make sure to place your order now before these stupid apes end up as someone else's pisspots, hehe!” She giggled as she beamed at the audience. Her wet cunt still dripped with excitement at the sight of her first ever lot kneeling with mouths agape. 

A Spic stagehand who was currently getting fucked in the ass by one of the white girls with strap-on motioned for Glittercoon to check her headset. 

“Oh, this just in folks! My master wants to throw in a special gift for the winning bidder! In addition to the lot of nigger slaves you are buying you are also going to get 2 tickets to our next show so you can replace those worthless slaves once they break! Isn’t that nice? Get your bids in now, just thirty more seconds!”

She watched as a few more bids came in, and then as the clock ticked down…

“Alright everybody,” She said conclusively. “Five… Four… Three… Two…” She watched as the final bid came through the teleprompter, and the countdown ended.

“Aaaand SOLD!” She swept her arm out one more time. “Bidder Mr Andy Garett, congratulations! This four piece family of piss deposits is yours, for the very generous price of thirty seven dollars!”

The audience cheered. Glittercoons heart pounded and her pussy dripped happily. And the brainless niggers drooled with big smiles, not a single though in any one of their empty monkey brains.

“Now, let's get this garbage packed up so we can sell something with at least a tiny bit of value!” Glittercoon laughed.

The well built chink cows emerged from behind the stage once more. Each of the larger girls had clearly been worshiping their mistress’s white pussy for the time they were off stage as they were both drooling and had both of their faces soaked, and most likely would be again the moment they left the stage. The stupid slanteye meat slaves carried between them a large box labbeled “NIGGER BATHROOM FURNISHINGS.” lazily written on the top.

The mindless chingchongs set the box behind the oblivious apes and popped the lid off, and each one picked up one of the smiling urinals. The urinals simply drooled as the gooks picked them up and folded them so their monkey faces were pressed against their thighs. One of the gooks dropped the first urinal in, and  she landed with a thump as her head hit the bottom. The chinks would be punished for damaging valuable merchandise, but this was just cheap crap, so it didn't matter. The other urinal moaned as she was picked up and dropped in the reverse direction of her former wife. Each of the toilet niggers cunts were stuffed with a double ended dildo, and the was forced to throat it, making them to sixty nine each other. It was hilarious to think that the last sexual act the mommy monkeys would ever get to perform on each other was mindlessly sucking and humping away at a pair of dildos. They both automatically bobbed their heads on the dildos, forcing them deeper into their brainwashed partner’s cunt.

One of the chinks grabbed the toilet brush next, folded her like the niggers, and stuffed her in the box too. And finally, the other gook grabbed the toilet paper holder, and set him face up on the rest of his family. The box was already packed tightly, so his twinky body fit just enough that everybody could see his little monkey penis stick straight up out of the box. One of the gooks pushed down on him to squeeze him all the way in, and with a little little moan he squirted a blob of semen straight up into the air, and then back down on himself and his whole nigger family.

The audience laughed more, and the gooks plopped the lid back down on the box, smushing the toilet paper holders little cock and sealing the whole family of shitskinned bathroom appliances away till their new owner was ready to unpack them.

Glittercoon clapped along with the audience as the gooks slid the box off to the left of the stage. 

“Bye bye silly niggers!” She waved comedically as the box disappeared from sight. “Mr Garett, your brand new appliances will be loaded up backstage, and as soon as tonight's auction is finished we’ll have them shipped out for delivery first thing tomorrow morning!” She beamed. That would be the last time she would ever see her old family. She would later see former “friends” that she had sold out to make more cash for her wonderful master, but never any of the stupid coons she used to love. Not that she really cared. Besides, inferiors aren't worth getting attached to. Each and everyone of them was a replaceable sex toy, and now she got to help sell the replacements! At least until she got replaced herself.

Glittercoon grinned as her family’s crate disappeared from her vision “Moving right along! Our next item is an inferior of a much higher quality! At least compared to those last shitskins, here we have…..”

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Boobiegook mentally checked another item off her list of slave tasks. Her master's mansion was all dusted and vacuumed, his lunch was ready, his garden hat been watered and trimmed and his spic puppies had been given their beaner food. That meant all that was left was… Right, cleaning her master’s bathroom!

The fat titted chingchong maid hummed happily and trotted up the stairs, down the hall, and into the mansion's big lovely bathroom. Her extra large tits her master gave her bounced with each enthusiastic step while her collar and bell chimed. Master loved the sight of her tits jiggling and her cute little bell ringing when he was using her as a warm cocksleeve. He always slapped her around and fucked her so hard. She was so happy that her master seemed to have fun!

The luxuriously decorated and tiled room had a full bar with two sinks and plenty of cupboards, a huge bath and shower, a toilet against one wall, and two brainless nigger urinals next to it. Each nigger faced the ceiling with crossed eyed expressions, mouths open ready to serve. The urinals were installed upside down and propped up against the wall in a porcelain hole,  so her master could pee right on their stupid shitskin faces, with their legs bent down so their feet were near to her ears. And between the urinals and the toilet was a brainless toilet paper holder with a big dumb smile on his dumb brown face, and a mostly used roll of toilet paper on his little monkey penis.

Boobiegook got some rags out from the cupboards under the sink, and started by wiping down the mirror, the sinks and the countertop, and finally the bathtub. She emptied out the trash can, made sure all of her master’s soaps and shampoos were refilled, and set his bathmat to the side to go in the washing machine. Then, she went back over next to the cupboards, where the toilet brush was. She opened up the storage cabinet and inside was the tool she needed.

The nappy haired toilet brush knelt in her place with a big dumb smile and a tongue that always seemed to hang out of her mouth. She was drooling a lot, as evident by the puddle on the floor of the cramped storage locker. But the liquid wasn't probably all drool as the younger coon had a vibrator stuffed in her pussy weakly buzzing away. Clearly that needed new batteries. Did all niggers have to be this retarded? Boobiechink grabbed the cleaning tool by the hair. The nigger made a silly noise as she was moved but didn’t resist in the slightest, obediently crawling where the chink servant pulled her. Boobiechink led her over to the toilet, and pushed her face against the porcelain. 

“Ok nigger,” She chirped. “Clean the toilet now.”

“Nnnllllehhhlrp.” The toilet brush slurped loudly as she began licking the toilet clean. She bent over to get her tongue all the way down to its base, sticking her fat black butt up in the air. She wiggled her ass happily as she served her life’s purpose. Sadly she was making another mess as the sex toy buzzed in her cunt.

While the toilet brush did the only thing she existed for, Boobiechink went over to one of the urinals, and squatted over it for her special treat. Usually she peed outside like all inferiors should, but before she scrubbed her master’s bathroom clean he gave her the extremely generous gift of being allowed to use one of his urinals. Boobiechink’s slanted eyes crossed stupidly and she stuck her tongue out as she peed on the braindead niggers face and tits.

“Glurp.” The urinal gulped down the piss, but some splattered onto the floor. That was probably Boobiechink was only allowed to use a people bathroom right before she cleaned it. After all, dumb yellow animals like her were way to stupid to try and peepee indoors.

Once she was finished, she took a step back, and took some toilet paper off the holder to dab herself clean. The toilet paper holder trembled a bit as the roll spun on his little cock. “Huh guhghhhhuhjh” the coon boy moaned incoherently as the roll spun. The roll was a special device that when spun moved brushes around the coons little cock as someone pulled toilet paper off the roll. A fitting punishment for a little nigger. The metal sound in his small cock both helped keep him hard and prevented him from cumming. What a silly brainless coon! 

Boobiechink stepped back to check the toilet brushes progress. She had finished with the bottom of the toilet, but she still had a way’s to go, so Boobiechink moved on to her next task. She took the nearly empty toilet paper roll off the little brown dicklet, tossed it in the garbage, and took the tiny cock in her hand. She tugged on the monkey penis, and the toilet paper holder obediently stepped forward, his silly expression completely unchanged. 

She let him forward a couple of steps, then turned him around and pointed his little peepee towards the other urinal. She slowly pulled the sound out of his pathetic shit dick causing him to squeal like a piggy. Then she tickled his balls and tummy a bit, and a moment later he obediently peed right where he was pointed, right on the urinals face. 

As he relieved himself, Boobiechink glanced back at the toilet brush again to see she was just finishing up, lapping the inside of the bowl clean. perfect!

Once the coon boy was done peeing, Boobiechink led him by the penis back to his place next to the toilet, and slid the sound back in and fitted a new roll around the boy’s cock. Just like her master told her, she gave the new roll a quick couple of spins. The brainless boy squeaked with pleasure as his feeble mind made his hips hump the air, as if he would ever be allowed to fuck anything. 

Then she grabbed the toilet brush by the hair again, pulled her up onto her feet, and put her in front of the same urinal the toilet paper holder had just used. Boobiechink smacked the toilet brush’s ass, and she obediently went potty. Once she was done too, Boobiecnink pushed her back down on all fours, and finally gave each of the urinals three spanks on their left tits, their signal to release. Both of them immediately turned into a fountain, pissing on their own faces as they eagerly tried to catch as much as they could. After several seconds of peeing on themselves like the ridiculous retarded monkey potties they were, the two urinals finished.

Boobiechink grabbed the Toilet brush once more, and pointed her at the piss soaked urinals. “Now clean the potties nigger.” She told the toilet brush with a giggle. The shitskin cleaning tool obediently crawled forward, and started licking the first urinal clean.

Boobiechink just sat back and watched as the silly ape slobbered over every inch of the mindless nigger urinals, until they practically sparkled. She surveyed the room, and made a satisfied little chink noise at another job finished.

All finished cleaning, she took the toilet brush one more time, and led her back into her cupboard where she belonged. Her empty nigger brain incapable of anything other than total mindless obedience, the toilet brush happily crawled back into the cabinet.

Boobiechink gave the roll of toilet paper one last spin, giggling as the dumb monkey humped the air again. Next to him the urinals simply stared at the ceiling, their mouths hanging open ready for the next time a white person felt like using them.

It was so funny to think all four of these coons had once walked around, talked, worn clothes, done all sorts of things, as if they were actually people. Boobiechink was glad they would never ever get to do any of that stuff ever again. They were just a bunch of stupid drooling shit colored bathroom furnishings. This was obviously where they belonged

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(Hope you enjoyed! I know this isn't a normal sort of post but I should have more of those coming soon, but if you did like this more could be on its way! In the mean time shoot me a comment down below for what you want to see happen in whiterock. Any people, places or activities? Thanks for reading!)