I watched her from the day she moved in. Maya was all curves and attitude, dark skin glowing under the cheap apartment lights, full lips always ready with some smart remark. I kept it professional at first, but every time she bent over in those tiny shorts or walked around in a tank top with no bra, my cock got hard thinking about breaking her.
It started with small things. I told her to clean the kitchen after she left a mess. She rolled her eyes but did it. Next night I told her to bring me a beer. She hesitated, but something in my voice made her move. That was the first crack.
A week later I had her on her knees. I came home, grabbed her by the hair, and pushed her down. Youre mine now, Maya. Roommate shit is over. She looked up at me, eyes wide, but didnt fight when I pulled my cock out and told her to suck. Her mouth was hot and wet, lips stretching around me as I fucked her throat. She gagged but kept going, spit running down her chin onto those big tits. I came down her throat and made her swallow every drop.
After that it was daily. I stopped asking. I ordered. She cooked naked except for a collar I bought her. I fucked her whenever I wantedbent over the couch, on the kitchen counter, in the shower with her face pressed against the tile. Her pussy was tight and always wet once she stopped pretending she didnt want it. I slapped her ass until it was red and called her my black fucktoy. She moaned louder every time.
I trained her properly. Made her ask permission to cum. Made her thank me after every load I pumped into her. Some nights I tied her wrists behind her back and used her mouth for hours, watching tears and spit ruin her makeup while she looked up at me like she was already gone. Other nights I fucked her ass slow and deep, telling her this was what she was made for. She came shaking and begging.
The day she stopped fighting was the day I knew she was mine. She came home from work, stripped without being told, and crawled to where I sat. Please use your slave, Sir. I smiled, pulled her into my lap, and sank my cock into her dripping cunt. She rode me like she was starving, tits bouncing, voice hoarse from saying thank you every time I thrust up hard. I choked her lightly, watched her eyes roll back, and filled her up until cum leaked down her thighs.
Now she doesnt leave the apartment without my permission. She wears the collar all the time. When friends come over she stays in the bedroom like a good pet, plugged and waiting. At night she sleeps at the foot of my bed or curled against my leg, ready the second I snap my fingers. Shes not my roommate anymore. Shes my black girl sex slave, and every inch of that smooth dark skin belongs to me. She smiles when I tell her that. She knows its true.
