2 Şubat 2023

Mark’s BNWO Palace Ch. 01

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I lay awake in the bottom bunk listening to Master Mark laughing away with his friends, while my stable buddies Chris and Phil are out in the Throne Room serving them. I desperately wished I was out there with them, but I was being punished and had been sent to my bed by Master Mark.

Welcome to Mark’s Palace. It’s a 3 bedroom townhouse in south London. The largest bedroom is Master Mark’s room. It has tasteful, smart and masculine decoration fit for a King, with a four-poster super king bed. The other two smaller bedrooms, or stables as we called them, each had 2 sets of triple bunk beds. That meant in each room 6 of us white sub bois had our place. And we were so lucky to have that place – so many other white bois across London and the whole country wished they could take our place. We were frequently humiliated, spat on, fucked, had our throats filled with cum and piss, and we loved every second of it.

But I’m jumping ahead. Let me introduce myself. I’m James. Im 35 and I’ve lived a “straight” life for about 30 of those years. About 5 years ago I started to take an unusual interest in black men. I had a best friend, Vicky, who always had black boyfriend, although she never admitted she had a preference for black cock. Vicky and I had known each other years and she was hot – way too hot for me, and we both knew it. Anyway, despite us being best friends I rarely met her boyfriends, she always said I wouldn’t approve or they didn’t belong in my world and left it at that. Then, about 5 years ago she introduced me to Mark. He was a boyfriend of about 6 months and she thought it was going somewhere so she wanted to introduce us. We was classically good looking in the sense he was tall and muscular and had a confident swagger about him. At that time I could see what Vicky saw in him but I wasn’t attracted to him and didn’t feel submissive towards him. But that would change.

I met Mark on a few occasions, at Vicky’s place, out at bars when we were all together, I once met them both at his small apartment (that didn’t look well lived in – but who was I to judge?). And then, I invited them to my place for dinner and drinks. It was at mine that I first felt that jolt of submission behind my heart. They came in and Mark had his usual swagger; cocky and full of the knowledge he was an attractive man with a hot girl. He showed none of the usual signs of politeness you might expect a guest to istanbul travesti show. He didn’t offer to take off his shoes, he didn’t wait to be offered a seat – he just took the best chair and spread himself out. He didn’t wait to be offered a drink, he just called out an order for a beer “and make it quick, I’m thirsty.” Vicky laughed, but then apologised to me quietly so Mark didn’t hear. She didn’t need to apologise – I found Mark’s behaviour interesting, exciting even.

Sadly, I didn’t see Mark again for about 3 years. He and Vicky broke up and as we weren’t really friends I didn’t hear from him. But he had stirred something in me, and in those intervening years I had gone down a path of exploring my interests in black men, in submission and in the BNWO. Even after 3 years of exploration I still would never describe myself as “gay”. I found women hugely attractive, I still fancied Vicky even though I had no chance, and I still tried to date girls on and off. But there was no doubt that when I was alone and looking at porn I’d search for dominant black men.

On Twitter I’d followed hundreds of BBC/BNWO accounts and nearly every time I masturbated it was to black cock and dominant black men putting white bois like me in their place. I got deeper and deeper in and it felt like I liked almost anything. Feet, piss, armpits, rimming, spit and of course worshipping cock and balls. It was all in my head though. On two occasions I’d come close to arranging a real-life meeting but I’d lost the courage and cancelled. But my interests got deeper and I wanted more and more to be licking big sweaty black balls or kneeling at the feet of a black man as he dropped his gym sweat and spit into my mouth. One area I had grown particularly interested in was domestic service. This wasn’t just about being in the moment with a huge black cock in my mouth or sniffing a juicy armpit. It was about cooking for a black master, or doing his shopping, cleaning his home. Anything basically that put me in a position to take orders from a dominant black man.

My on and off girlfriends knew none of this, obviously. And Vicky didn’t either, although I blamed her – she would never admit to being a snow bunny but she only ever took black cock.

Well, Vicky had boyfriends on and off, all black, all tall and attractive but none of them quite had Mark’s confidence or swagger. Still, I’d sometimes dream that istanbul travestileri one of them would put me in my place, but of course none of them took any notice of me.

That brings us up to two years ago. I was sat with Vicky at her place chatting and having dinner when she gets a text from Mark. “Hey babe, been missing you. Would be good to see you.” She asked what I thought. I told her the truth – I’d definitely want to see Mark if I got that text. She looked at me a bit funny and giggled, then texted him back. You don’t need to know the detail but basically they were back together and she was getting her share of Mark’s apparently huge cock regularly.

I saw a bit less of Vicky for a couple of months. Then one night she invited me over for drinks. I went to her place and passed Mark in the street, he was obviously just leaving as I was arriving. He gave me a big welcoming smile and said “Alright White Boy.” I did an awkward laugh and smiled and he went on his way. Vicky and I had a few drinks and then she turned serious. “James, I’ve got to tell you something. I don’t know what you’ll say or do but I’ve got to tell you.” Intrigued I told her to go on. Oh boy did she shock me.

“You see James, since I’ve been back with Mark he’s been more open and honest with me than last time. He lives a different life to the one I thought.” Then she considered and added, “well not different, but an extra life, one he didn’t show me last time.” Of course, I encouraged her to speed up to what was clearly getting to the good part.

“Mark leads two lives; the one I saw last time. That we both saw last time. And a second life, a life as a king among a certain group.” At this point I’m think he’s a cult leader or something.

“Go on” I said.

“Well, he’s a King or Master to a lot of other men. White men. They look up to him and serve him and basically do anything he wants them to do. He’s not gay – you can just tell he has no sexual interest, but they all do have a sexual interest in him. They’re obsessed with him. They call him Master Mark and essentially they worship him and he plays on their interest and encourages them.”

I’m sat there listening unsure how to react. My best friend is telling me her boyfriend is a black King to white men. This is my dream, my actual fantasy. And yet what do I say? How do I avoid betraying myself. Shit, how do I hide this massive erection? travesti istanbul I sit in silence, trying to avoid saying anything out loud or with my body language.

Vicky continued, “You know his flat, you’ve been there? Did you think it was odd?” Yes I did, it felt unreal, empty. “He doesn’t really live there much. He has a handsome townhouse a couple of streets away. His ‘palace’ as he and his followers call it. He has this gorgeous master bedroom suite and then in the other two rooms he rents out single beds in bunk beds. Basically he stacks the single beds three high and has up to 6 white men in a room. They each pay £100 per week for their place in what they all call ‘the stables’.” She paused for breath, and was clearly trying to gauge my reaction. All I said was “Oh, that’s like more than £60,000 a year”; I was impressed with the economics of the set up Mark had created. Vicky laughed and said that’s why Mark always seemed so well off. Then she dropped the bombshell.

“Mark says he has loads of white men that want to serve him, want a place in the stables and that nearly all white men actually have a desire to serve dominant black men. He says you would serve him given the chance, he knew it the moment he walked into your apartment years ago and you let him own the place and order you around.” I was speechless. I didn’t know what to say.

“What do you think James? Would you want to? He told me I should tell you everything and see if you wanted to see for yourself, as you must be curious.” Damn right I was curious, but how could I admit that to my best friend and the girl of my dreams?

“No, I don’t think so Vicky. That all sounds really weird. I know people are into some kinky stuff but I really don’t need to see it.” She looked, what was it, disappointed? Yes, she looked disappointed for some reason. Anyway, she let it drop straight away and I said I’d better be going. I got an Uber and started heading home. Almost at my place I got a text – a number I didn’t have saved in my phone:

“James, don’t be stupid. You know you want to see my palace and the stables. Come around now, it’ll just be me and you – I’ve sent everyone else out. Mark”

I texted back that it was late and I’d had a drink and maybe another day. I got a reply back instantly:

“James – just do as you’re told and come now, this is your last chance.”

I got a shiver of excitement and worry run down my spine. I knew I was going to go, but I didn’t know what to say. It didn’t matter, seconds later he texted a nearby address and just said “Now”.

I texted back, “yes, ok, on my way” and re-routed my Uber. I got back my first “Good boy.”

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