TITLE    : Blacked Mirror
STORYID  : blacked-mirror
SUMMARY  : A white teen advances a sinister scientific cause.
AUTHOR   : OnyxMasters@lit
DATE     : 2022-12-26
CATEGORY : interracial-erotic-stories
FLAGS    : 
TAGS     : |bbc|bnwo|forced|black bred|mind control|teen|white woman|interracial|slave|cum|


"HELLO!?" Jess shouted out into the white void surrounding her, "IS ANYONE THERE!?"

Jess was utterly terrified, completely unsure of both where she was, or how she had gotten there, but she knew she was either trapped or some sort of prisoner. Jess was only eighteen, not even out of high school yet, hell, she had only gotten her braces removed seven months ago, and she was absolutely not prepared for what was happening to her. She struggled weakly, her thin limbs secured in a large wheel shaped device, a sort of Vetruvian Man position, with the exception that her wrists and ankles were bound to large cuffs on the outside edges, along with her neck, which was snapped into a collar preventing her from going anywhere at all. If this wasn't bad enough, she was completely nude, her soft white body on full display, from her sandy brown hair, to her round B cup breasts with her puffy pink nipples, to her stubble fuzzed pussy (with no exposed labia), all the way down to her baby pink toenails.

"PLEEEEEEEASE!!! ANYONE!?!?" she shouted, her voice producing no echo in spite of the vast open space.

"Good morning Ms. Parker" a synthetic female voice said.

"What!? Hello, who's there!?" she said, trying to turn her head, but unable to move in the brace.

"Would you prefer Ms. Parker or Jess?" the voice chimed in once more.

"Jess, you can call me Jess, but who are you, and where am I?" Jess said, somewhat more relieved but still not feeling anything close to at ease yet.

"Alright Jess, thank you for volunteering at Noir Labs, your custom program will begin shortly." the computerized voice said once last time.

"Noir Labs? I volunteered for a brain scan, I didn't agree to be taken prisoner! Why don't I remember anything since then!? WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME!? WHERE AM I!?" Jess shouted, the bright whiteness of the room slowly fading to darkness.

Suddenly, Jess felt the machine holding her not just snap loose, but practically vanish as she dropped down to a kneeling squat, grabbing at her wrists and neck, finding neither restraints, or any sense of chafing or soreness from them having been on. The dark suddenly started fading back into light, a room suddenly taking shape around her. Jess attempted to cover her breasts with her arm for a moment, before instead opting to shield her bare pussy, unsure if anyone was watching her.

"Hello..? Voice...?" she said weakly, looking at the somewhat dank interior she now found herself in.

Suddenly, she heard the murmuring voices of people coming toward her from just outside the heavy, jail cell looking door that connected her room to wherever it led. Jess stood, still covering herself, and moved to the door, her bare feet shuffling along some sort of cool tile beneath her.

"Hello? Can someone help me please?" she said, craning her neck to speak out the barred slot at the top of the door.

"Haha, sounds like someone is ready to get busy." Jess heard a deep voice say.

"I call first." Another male voice said, sending a chill up her spine.

"Shit, we ain't takin' turns, it's a free for all." said yet another male voice, cementing Jess' fear.

"Oh no... oh shit, oh shit..." Jess said, turning wildly to look for another way out.

She wasn't sure if she had simply missed it before, or what, but there was another door almost identical to the first one on the other side. She abandoned the pretense of covering herself, rushing across the room and trying the opposite door. Much to her relief, it opened immediately with no resistance, much to her dismay, the door she had originally been standing at swung open, and a group of nude black men started into the room, catching sight of her with a sort of amused malice.

"We're just going to catch you." one of them said, as she turned and started sprinting down the hall, the sound of her bare feet slapping against the floor now echoed by the sound of all of them racing after her.

Jess had no idea where to go, there were no signs or exits, just a seemingly labyrinthian series of hallways all with identical looking doorways to the one she had just come from. She could hear the men laughing and taunting her as they gave chase, prompting her to take a gamble, and try and hide in one of the similar looking rooms. Turning a corner, she quickly went for the door swinging it open, briefly checking to make sure they hadn't seen her go inside, and closing it behind her. She pressed her back against the door, covering her mouth and listening to see if they would pass her by, but the sound of her pursuers seemed to have stopped when she did. Jess could feel her heart racing, but was shocked to realize she was neither out of breath or sweating, concluding in a simple flash that adrenaline had taken over.

"Well well, there's our girl." a male voice suddenly announced from across the room.

Turning toward it, mortified, Jess saw the same group of nude black men entering the door directly across from her, the same cruel smiles on their faces, their large black cocks hanging semi erect in front of them, and hardening by the moment. Jess tried pulling the door open and fleeing, but it wouldn't unlatch, making her realize there was no escape this time.

"Please... I don't know why I'm here, or what's going on, but I'm only eighteen, I didn't do anything to deserve this... please..." she said, covering her breasts and vagina with each of her arms as she pleaded.

The men didn't say a word, they simply swarmed over her, laughing as they grabbed her arms and legs, carrying her to the middle of the room as she struggled wildly. The group pinned her to the floor, two men holding her arms down, several more securing her midsection and her legs, holding them up by her ankles for something she knew with certainty was going to happen.

"PLEASE, PLEASE DON'T DO THIS!" she screamed, the first angry looking black man moving between her spread legs and pressing the thick head of his black cock against her pussy.

It became clear that absolutely none of them were dissuaded by her pleas and cries for mercy, the first massive negro cock practically feeling like it was tearing her open as he forced himself inside. The thickness stretching her young flesh to the limit, her hips and cervix struggling to allow him passage, as he drove himself deeper than anything she could have ever imagined. But, while her mind cried out in revulsion and terror, the pain turned into immeasurable pleasure, making Jess struggle with the duality of the sensations she was feeling. He thrusted hard and deep, his companions practically cheering him on as he dominated her taut white pussy with his enormous black cock. Jess didn't know when, but it dawned on her she wasn't fighting back anymore, the pleasure far more intense than anything she had ever felt before. She could feel him tensing up, a sudden burst of semen pumping into her young and fertile insides, the sensation driving her into deep and intense orgasm.

There was no fight left in her, as they all took her, one replacing the next as they plowed into her wet white slot. One of them clearly opting for her ass, taking her anal virginity without so much as a polite warning, it didn't matter, for Jess, everything felt absolutely amazing. Then came the gang bang, black dicks thrusting themselves into her every opening, her ass, mouth and pussy stuffed and thrust full of angry black dick, and she felt nothing... but euphoria. Every internal cumshot driving her to orgasm, the taste of their seed like the sweetest ambrosia, their mouths working and sucking her nipples and toes, filling her body with deep and pure satisfaction, the feeling becoming so overwhelming... she didn't remember passing out.

Jess opened her eyes dreamily, riding the wave of pleasure right into her new waking moments, before she realized she was locked in the round machine again, ankles, wrists and neck once again secured. The vast white room surrounding her once more.

"Hello..? What happened?" she asked somewhat sleepily.

"Good morning Ms. Jess." the synthetic computer voice said again.

"Good morning computer." she said, enjoying the mellow feeling throughout her body.

"Your custom program will begin shortly." it once again announced, the room fading again.

"Oh, okay." she said, feeling the machine let loose once it had gotten dark enough again.

She drifted to the floor, kneeling down, her bare feet poking out from under her butt as she sat seeing the room form around her again.

"That's so weird." she said, seeing it more clearly happen this time.

"Haha, sounds like someone is ready to get busy." Jess heard a familiar deep voice say.

"I call first." Said the same man from before.

"Shit, we ain't takin' turns, it's a free for all." said the third familiar man.

Jess made no effort to move, the door bursting open and the same crowd of smarmy looking black men piling in.

"Well well, there's our girl." the lead man said, the first to have taken her what she assumed was yesterday.

The men wasted no time, quickly surrounding her, thick black cocks poking and prodding her face and mouth. She wasted no time either, gripping the base of the first man who entered her lips, and sucking him as she jerked him off, her slim white fingers standing out hard against his dark cock. The pleasure was once again immediate, her brain filling her with the most blissful and euphoric feeling as she eagerly throated him. The other men laughed and carried on much like before, her wrists being grabbed as she took more negro cock, one in each hand, her mouth still working the first. The rest simply watched and jerked themselves, occasionally reaching down and tugging or twisting her nipples.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum, open your mouth you fucking white slut." the man in her mouth eventually said, pulling out and jerking his cock.

Jess obeyed, craning her head back and opening wide, her tongue protruding as she eagerly awaited his delicious load. But, he wasn't alone, the men from each of her hands pulling free, the men jerking off as they watched all circling around her, cum suddenly spurting from each and every one of them, filing and overflowing her mouth with black seed. Jets of hot sperm landing all over her face and in her hair, drizzling down across her bare body, dripping from her nipples, and sluicing down the gap between her thighs. Jess had given a blowjob before this, to a guy she went to school with named David, it had not been great. First and foremost, his white penis was nothing in comparison to what she had on offer currently, and his cum had been salty and disgusting, unlike this, which was almost inexplicably delicious. She gulped down the mouthful, spilling some as it was simply too much, and looking up with a smile, the beautiful sensation running through her entirety.

"Yeah, that's right bitch, swallow it all... Now bend over like a good little slut." the lead man said, getting ready to go right back at it.

Jess enthusiastically bent down, thrusting her ass up in the air, enjoying every second of his painful violation into her soft white pussy lips. She leaned down, lapping up the semen on the floor like a depraved slut, working in time with his thrusts. Once again, every single black man present joined in violating her, pumping load after load inside her and all over her body. Cum blasting across her back, all over her feet and toes, and even both her neck and armpits. Absolutely nothing was off limits for them, as they dominated her slender white body with their furious black dicks. Much like last time, she simply faded out, and awoke once more in the machine.

"Good morning Ms. Jess." the computer sounded.

"Good morning computer." she said, awash in post orgasmic bliss.

"Would you like me to bring the black men back in?" the computer asked this time.

"Yes please." Jess said, her pussy already aching with desire for them.

"Then you are ready for custom program two. Please stand by."

"What..? No, bring them back." she said, the light already fading.

She drifted down this time, feeling her bare legs against hard wood flooring, the somewhat cloying but not entirely unwelcome feeling of a large metal collar affixed around her neck, chaining her to the wall. She was still nude otherwise, which didn't register much anymore as she took in her surroundings. It wasn't the same room, it was instead some sort of run down looking living room, cheap furniture parked around it, with the exception of a large flatscreen TV on the stand in front. Before she had much more time to think, a rough, fairly ghetto looking black man walked in, and started taking off a large puffy coat. Jess didn't recognize him, but the same sensation was filling her up, and so she asked,

"Are you here to fuck me?" with hope in her eyes.

"Bitch, what the fuck I say about talking?" he said, reaching out and slapping her down.

"I'm sorry." she muttered, her eyes on the floor, the euphoria suddenly replaced by cold shame.

"You better be, fucking dumbass white slut..." he muttered as he went back to removing his jacket, throwing it on the back of the couch, before sitting down and turning on the television.

Jess sat watching from her place on the floor as the TV cycled to life, a news program showing the latest victory of some black athlete filling the screen.

"Yo, what the fuck you waiting for?" the black man on the couch said, leaning forward and grabbing her chain, practically dragging her to the space in front of him. "Suck, white bitch."

He pulled his considerable cock from out of his jeans, and lay it down in front of her, Jess viewed it with amazement, as once again, it was far superior to any white dick she had ever seen. She crawled forward just enough to place it in her mouth and began sucking him slow and dutifully. Exactly like before, a rush of calming euphoria washed over her, and she relished every moment of it as she sucked his thick black cock, already eagerly anticipating his hot load. The man barely seemed to register her presence, simply resting a hand on her head as she serviced him, flipping channels for something more interesting. Within a matter of minutes, he tensed, gripping her head suddenly, blowing every ounce of sperm from his cock directly down her throat. Jess swallowed it with a pleasured shudder, happily resting her head in the crook of his thigh, his penis towering over her face.

"That's better." he said, stroking her exposed neck slightly, before fishing keys out of his pants and unlocking the chain, but leaving the collar on her. "Now go make my dinner."

Jess didn't really know much about cooking, but she would figure it out. She stood, walking nude as always, back to the kitchen area she could see from the living space. Strangely, she could suddenly recall dozens of recipes, and made him a quick but tasty meal of baked chicken and rice with beans, which she brought back to him, serving him the plate gracefully.

"Great, now get on your hands and knees, I'm trying to watch TV." he said, snatching the plate.

Jess felt good, at peace, in a way she had never felt, and she obeyed, the sensation getting stronger as he lifted his legs up and used her like a footrest. She sat there, her young white body being used like a piece of furniture while he ate, and felt nothing but gratefulness at being allowed to serve him. She had no trouble remembering her life before, and knowing without question, she had never felt as wonderful as she did now. The man finished his food, and nudged her with his foot, as he put his legs down, she took the plate from him, and returned to the kitchen to clean up and put the rest of the food away. As she was putting dishes in the sink, she felt a firm hand on her shoulder, and the mass of his black cock pressed against her bare pussy.

"You like serving master, don't you whore?" he said, teasing her with the head of dick.

The pleasure was immediate, making her tremble with need, "Yes... Yes I do master."

"That's right. Who's your fucking master?" he said, his hand slipping around and grabbing her exposed neck from the front choking her.

"You are." she said hoarsely, her pussy hotter than ever.

"Then take my fucking seed, you worthless white cunt." he said, gripping her hip and pushing himself inside of her.

Jess didn't need to say a word, her body was melting with the sensation, the mass of his blackness penetrating her young white body, sending waves of orgasmic bliss through her as she struggled to stand, bracing the counter for balance. His ferocity intensified, his thrusts so hard he was lifting her slim body off the ground, his hands supporting her hips as her feet hung barely above the ground.

"I'm gonna fucking cum... I'm gonna fucking cum... you want that, huh?" he said, the moment racing toward them.

"Yes, please cum in me, I want it." she said without thinking, the answer being just as true.

He exploded deep inside her, the hot rush filling her insides, her body immediately wracked with orgasm. It was there again, nothing but euphoric bliss, with every load, with every obeyed command, it was pure paradise. Jess closed her eyes, gripping the counter hard, loving every second of the feeling deep inside her body, and opened her eyes back in the machine.

"Good morning Ms. Je..."

"Wait, no, I want to go back. Give me back to master." she said, desperate need overtaking her otherwise placid and blissful mind.

The computer paused for a moment, then chimed in,

"You are ready for custom program three, please stand by."

"No, I want master, send me back to him PLEASE." she cried, her body aching for his approval.

Jess slipped free once more, drifting down, but this time landing in a hospital bed. She looked around at the room, machines hooked to her, the soft sounds of pumps and whirring filling the cool air. Before she had any time to adjust to the new setting, a black nurse walked in, smiling and carrying two bundles in her arms.

"Well here you are Ms. Parker, your twin baby boys are ready to see you now." she said with a big smile.

"Twins..?" Jess asked a little confused.

"Oh sweetie, you're still coming down from those pain relievers... do you need me to come back with them later?" she asked, her face turning to one of concern.

"No, no... I'm okay, I just woke up, that's all." Jess said, still unsure but playing along.

The nurse eased two healthy babies down into her arms, their dark skin a clear contrast against her own, as they nestled against her.

"Oh aren't they just beautiful." the nurse said, once again smiling warmly.

Jess looked down at them, and felt a well of emotion springing up in her, she loved them both immensely already, a smile spreading across her face, "They are."

"They're going to be big strapping boys, I know it." the nurse said, gently stroking each one of them, "You're a lucky woman."

"I am, thank you." Jess said, feeling nothing but happiness as they sat in her arms.

"Now they're probably hungry, so you're going to need to feed them soon. Do you think you can handle it alone? I know it's your first time." the nurse said, looking at her for once.

"What? Oh, no, I'm okay." she said, feeling as if she knew what to do.

"Okay" the nurse said with a smile, "You call me if you need anything okay dear?" and with that she left.

"Thank you, I will." Jess said, watching her go, looking down with a sudden turn of shock and surprise as her swollen breasts were already out, each infantile black mouth latching to her nipples sucking hungrily.

The feeling was pure heartfelt happiness, soft, gentle euphoria filling her from head to toe as she watched them suckle on her milky white breasts, their dark faces working in tandem. Jess didn't remember getting pregnant, or even who the father was, but she had her babies now, and everything was right with the world. The feeling of them feeding was surprisingly calming, the sensation making her feel a little sleepy, she had clearly had a busy day up to this point, and so she gently closed her eyes, and woke up gently back in the machine.
<hr pg="2" />"Good morning Ms. Jess."

"NO, NO take me back to my children right now!" she cried, picturing their adorable brown faces, her arms feeling empty without them.

"You are ready for custom program four, please standby."

"NO STOP THIS, I WANT MY CHILDREN, SEND ME BACK!!!" she screamed, bucking against the machine with all her might.

The light faded out, and the hospital room came slowly back into focus.

"Oh, thank you, thank you so much..." she cried, looking around for her twin black boys.

The door opened, and David walked in, his curly brown hair draping down slightly over his stubble covered white face.

"Hey babe, I'm glad to see you're awake." he said, walking over to her with a bundle in his arms.

"David? What are you doing here, where are my boys?" she said, alarmed and confused.

"Boys? Just the one, Jess, and here he is." he said, handing the bundle off to her.

She looked down at the white baby boy in her arms, a strange coldness radiating from it and traveling through her body.

"NO, this is not my baby, where are my boys?" she cried, the feel of it in her arms almost stinging her now. "Take him, take him." she said, holding him out, "TAKE HIM." the pain coming to a sudden relief as he scooped up the child.

"What is wrong with you?" he said, holding the child close to himself.

"There's something wrong with it, that's not mine, where are my babies!?" Jess cried, trying to pry herself out of the hospital bed, but finding herself weak and unable to move.

"Then lets make another." David said, the infant suddenly gone, the room suddenly a bedroom.

Jess looked around in a panic, nothing making sense, a feeling of alarm and dread filling her as she looked at David. David was completely nude, his pathetic white penis standing at a full erection no larger than his thumb. The air felt cold and harsh, Jess struggled to move again.

"Oh yeah, how you like this, baby?" David said, reaching down and stroking her calf as he moved in between her legs.

The touch was cold, and she was suddenly overwhelmed with the nausea.

"No, David, somethings wrong, just stop, please." Jess pleaded, unable to free herself from the bed.

"Here comes white thunder." he said, pressing his micropenis against her dry and unwelcoming vagina, the touch of his flesh turning her nausea into dry heaves.

"David, don't... don't touch me..." she said, arching her neck with each wretch.

"You love that white penis, don't you?" he asked, trying weakly to push inside her.

"STOP, I DON'T WANT THIS." pausing to wretch again, feeling like there was nothing inside to throw up, "I DON'T WANT YOUR FUCKING WHITE PENIS!" she cried, suddenly feeling bile working it's way up her esophagus. She closed her eyes as the vomit rose to her throat, and opened them again back in the machine.

"Good morning M..."

"DON'T SEND ME BACK, PLEASE, SEND ME ANYWHERE ELSE." Jess cried desperately.

"Reloading custom program one, please stand by." the voice said, the room fading.

"Oh yes, thank you, oh god..." Jess said, relief filling her body.

She felt herself drifting to the floor, the room coming to life around her. As soon as she was able to move, she sprinted to the door and opened it, turning down the hall and seeing the group of black men approaching her, their large dicks swinging between their legs. She was immediately filled with relief and a warming sense of euphoria, strutting naked toward them, more than ready to let them fuck every opening on her young body.

Outside the simulation, sitting at the computer, a black scientist named Miles watched the coded programs run the visual representation, witnessing Jess surrender her supple white body to all of them once again, watching the bars representing her pleasure spike as she did. A second black scientist approaching him from behind and resting a hand on his shoulder.

"Results looking positive, my man." he said with a light squeeze.

"That they are. This copy of her mind was extremely easy to condition to our defined parameters. I'm going to run the cycle a few more times just to be sure, but I believe we can completely reprogram her behavior in no time." Miles said, adjusting the pleasure rating slightly higher as one of the men stuffed his large African cock up Jess' tight white ass.

"Well, the rest of the team is running the same program on the thousands of other memory copies as we speak, but it's all looking good." the man said, observing the screen himself, enjoying watching Jess get completely dominated by the squad of artificial black men.

"With this degree of hyper realistic operant conditioning, every one of these women should not only be completely subservient to black men, but actually physically repulsed at the touch of a white man, or even the idea of having a non black child." Miles said, almost to himself, as he watched Jess begging for even more black cock, which he keyed up and sent her way.

"Perfect. Once the test subjects come back in for their follow up "exam", we'll code the information back into their real live brains, and watch the magic happen." he said, giving him one last assuring squeeze on the shoulder before stepping away.

Miles watched young Jess, her white body serving black cock after black cock, and adjusted her pleasure center response even higher, watching her eyes roll back as she practically overdosed on the sensation of so much dark dick penetrating her body. He didn't know Jess personally, any more than he knew any of the thousands of white women who had volunteered for their study, but he was eager to implant the new Jess he had created into her actual brain, erasing the obsolete version, and replacing her with this far superior one.

Around the Noir research center, dozens of monitors displayed simulated feeds from any number of subjects; teenagers, college girls, young mothers, all the way up to married white women in their early fifties, as they were conditioned to find nothing but pleasure from black sexual dominance and total subservience to them. Technology was a wonderful thing.

