After hitting me with such might, he immediately squeezed my balls, laughing as I hit the floor in pain. Black daddy’s hand came up from behind me, slamming into my large swollen sissy balls. I looked around the room, but saw nothing. After all, now that I have paid for blond goddess to live in this mansion, it is only right that a sissy white cuckboi slave such as myself do his very best job for my Blond goddess.Īs I was starting to see my reflection permeate from the marble floor, I felt a cold, yet tantalizing shiver go up my spine. The panties of my french maid outfit painfully cutting into my testicles with every push and pull of my floor rag. "No I'm kidding your sexy and have a bubble butt" I said.On my hands and knees, pressed hard upon the marble floor of my blonde goddess’s mansion, I cleaned the marble floor. You might be ugly to me" I said giggling. "Quinton your okay I get leaving your family is hard but look on the bright side you get to have very sexy owners and no more of were very these bruises came from" Bryce said. Bryce wraps his arm around my shoulder and pulls me close. I sit in the middle with Tayler driving and Bryce on the other side of me. I Hope into the U-Haul with tear still streaming down my face.
"I will" I said as I let go and walk down the steps. "I'm gonna miss you too honey be good and stay safe okay" She said. I wrap my arms around here and cry on her shoulder. Once they had everything in I walked to the door where my mom was standing. They stared carrying boxes out and putting them in a U-Haul. "I'll show you where it is" My mom said taking Tayler and Bryce to my old room. "Is the rest of it in your room" Tayler asked. "Hi Quinton my name it Bryce" The one with the bubble butt said. One was very tall and muscular and the other was a little shorter than the other and was muscular but he had a bubble butt. I see 2 very sexy guys standing in front of me. I grab some of my boxes and walk to the living room. "Quinton baby their here" I heard my mom voice. I hear footsteps walk down the hall to my room. I hear voice but can't make out what they are saying. After about I hear the doorbell ring through the house. I pull out my underwear and socks in the last box and sit on my bed trying not to have panic attack or nervous breakdown. After I have a little composure I get up and find the only thing I need to do is the last 2 drawers of my dresser. I fell down to the floor crying harder then I every have before. Now finish packing they should be here soon" She said getting up and walking out of my room. "Quinton I do love you I did this so we both can live a better life. The only thing that should matter is being near the ones you love but I guess you didn't love me" I yelled at her. "I got enough money to help me retire and live a better life" She said. "I-I sold you to a g-group of boys" She said. "Well I s-sold you to a group of boys" She said breaking down. "Well you know how we are finically struggling" She asked and I nod my head. Now why are you packing my things" I asked. "Yay I'm fine it just hurt if you touch it. "Quinton are you okay" She asked touching the bruise on my cheek. I get to my house and limp upstairs to my room where I see my mom pack my things. I didn't eat lunch because I'm fat enough and I could pay for it. My bully beat me up with all his friend and I'm limping home. I was walking home after a terrible day at school.