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Fiona was ushered into the grand ballroom, shaking and nervous. She'd never liked being in front of people, and right now everyone was staring at her. Everyone was an awful lot of people, most of them some kind of golden or dark tan, although there were specks of darker and lighter color mixed in as well. It didn't help that she was clothed mostly in jewelry; a gold band around her neck, gold bands on her upper arms and wrists which were connected by a filmy gold scarf, a belt of gold medallions around her waist, and shiny gold clamps which kept her nipples hard. Even more disconcerting were the gold clamps on her pussy lips and clit which had little bells attached, chiming delicately as she was moved through the crowd towards the dais where her master was standing with a very attractive man who looked to be about her own age.

If she hadn't been so unnerved by the whole experience, she might have been angry about the white men in the audience, obviously either European or American, who didn't look at all surprised or upset to see a white female slave. By the time she reached the dais, with all those eyes on her, she was even paler than usual and sweating.

Her master made a gesture and she immediately went to her knees, her head bent backwards with her breasts thrusting up and her thighs wide apart, resting her hands next to her ankles on the cold marble. She was very aware of the attractive young man's gaze, and realized that this must be her master's son. Fiona was his birthday present. It made her shiver as he traced his fingers over her breasts, his expression was cold. As of yet, he had nothing invested in her, knew nothing about her. Never before had she felt quite so much like an object, even during her training.

But when he tugged on her nipple clamps, she felt a corresponding reaction from her pussy, eager and ready after a very long time of sexual frustration and let down. She hadn't had an orgasm in so long, she started panting heavily as he toyed with the clamps, little jolts of painful pleasure stabbing through her sex organs.

Standing straight, her new master looked at his father and said something. Her old master called out, speaking quickly, and several golden skinned women came to stand by her, the women who usually danced with her. Fiona quickly got to her feet at her old master's signal, her ear recognizing the music the band was beginning to play. Quick footwork, and sweeping arm gestures, the medallions around her waist and the bells on her pussy tinkled as she moved, her entire being caught up in a dance that was as sensual as it was beautiful.





Her new Master watched, pleased with his father's gift. Inside his pants he was already working his way to full arousal as the white woman's breasts bounced and heaved, her legs spreading and closing to show glimpses of pink pussy lips decorated with gold. His skin was a darker tan than his father's, and he'd found that he liked the way it looked against the pale lily of her skin. In his mind he could see his dark cock opening the delicate folds of her pussy, stabbing deep into her being and taking her fully. She danced as well as any of the women he'd grown up around, but she was so pale and exotic, like the swans that he'd seen when he'd gone abroad.

The dance finished and he got to his feet, eyes glowing as he took in her splendid body, glowing with exertion and glistening a little with sweat. She'd be sweating very soon as well. Nodding to his father, he gestured her to follow him, a command she immediately obeyed.

A swell of sound roared through the room; laughing, cheering and vulgar suggestions as he led her into the room behind the dais. When he shut the door, most of the sound disappeared as though the rest of the world was far away.

Fiona stared at this new Master with trepidation in her eyes, knowing nothing about him but recognizing the power in his movements and body, the possessive glow in his eyes. She knew very well that she was about to get royally fucked, and even though her body was longing for it, she didn't know what to expect from him. Pulling her to him, he crushed her against his body as he kissed her, and she could feel his fully erect member up against her thigh, gasping into his mouth as she felt how large it was.

His hands were rough on her body as he pressed her against him, the clamps digging painfully into her breasts. When he finally stopped kissing her she was gasping for air, her lips feeling swollen. Fiona moaned with lust as he released her nipples from the tight clamps, blood rushing back into them made them tingle painfully, a feeling encouraged by his lips and teeth on the tender buds. Her steps took her slowly backwards until she was pressed against a table, unable to move further away from his question mouth and hands.

Once she was stopped, the edge of the table digging into her lush ass, her new Master turned her around and pressed her down over the table so that she was facing away from him, her pussy open and splayed, framed by the gold jewelry. Fiona whimpered as she heard him moving behind her, the unmistakable sound of cloth falling to the floor. His fingers trailed down her back and over her buttocks as he admired the contrasting colors of their skin, her paleness made it look almost as though he was glowing.

Lining his dick up with her opening, he could feel her pressing back against him in eagerness, and he thrust forward, watching his dark dick opening her pink wetness.

Fiona gasped as he began to push into her, she was so tight after weeks of her pussy not being used, and he felt incredibly huge. She'd already thought that he was well-endowed from what she'd felt as he kissed her, and now he felt as thought he was going to rip her apart, she was almost virgin tight. In and out he thrust, going deeper and deeper into her each time as she made small noises, not exactly protest, but tears came to her eyes as she was stretched more and more. Low whimpers in the back of her throat that just made him more aroused, and he leaned into his thrusting, trying to bury his golden shaft in her pink. The little bells that were still on her pussy and clit jingled every time he thrust, a sweet and delicate counterpoint to the almost brutal sex act.

His hands ran up and down her back as he admired their skin tones together, one gripping her shoulder, the other running up into her hair to pull on it, forcing her back against his thrusting dick. Finally he rammed totally home, groaning as every last inch of his dick was enveloped in her slick, warm tunnel. Fiona gasped, feeling almost as though the wind was knocked out of her, her pussy lips were splayed around his dick, he felt so deep inside of her and she tightened down on him out of instinct. He groaned as her pussy rippled around him, the hand in her hair becoming entangled and he pulled her back with it, using the blonde silkiness as reins to control her while they fucked.

Her new Master used her, hard and fast, and she couldn't help but wonder what it looked like. It seemed another lifetime that she'd last watched herself have sex with a man, but she'd never had sex with a man whose skin tone was so different from her own. Would it look different? The image in her head turned her on even more. To her new Master it certainly looked different, her body was all cream and pink, so soft and so malleable.

Letting go of her hair, he bent over her, hands gripping her breasts hard, and he began shoving himself deep into her pussy. Fiona gasped as he opened her shocked flesh, punishing her most sensitive areas with his rough fucking, and his hands digging into her breasts. When he held himself inside of her and rubbed against her pussy, the clamps loosened and fell to the floor with a soft chime. Her engorged, sensitive clit was pressed up against her body, and as he continued to rub himself against her splayed pussy, she felt the intense pleasure spreading throughout her lower region until it consumed her entire body.

As she screamed her completion, he heaved inside of her, stabbing as deep as he could while she shuddered around him. Gripping her tightly against him, he grunted as he began to pour cum into her pussy, the first cum that had entered her since she'd been taken weeks ago. Then he fell on top of her, gasping, and she groaned beneath him as he began to shrink inside of her, her pussy feeling used and raw.

Eventually he pulled off of her, getting re-dressed. She stay in position, leaning over the table until he tapped her on the shoulder and gestured that she should clean him off. It was the first time that she'd ever licked her own juices off of a man just after sex, the taste of their cum heavy and musky on her tongue. As soon as she was done he signaled that she should follow him. To her utter horror and embarrassment he had her follow him back out to the party.

Fiona spent the rest of the party walking around as the men leered at her. Cum dripped down her thighs and legs, which she wasn't allowed to wipe away, and the reddened marks where his fingers had dug into her breasts was evident. To her relief they did not re-decorate her privates with the clamps, she was sore and uncomfortable as it was. The entire time she could feel his eyes on her, watching, weighing.

When the evening was over and he signaled for her to follow him again, she shuddered at how sore she was going to be the next morning. She could tell he was hard again, her pussy already hurt from the earlier fucking.