Meeting my Haitian King Pt. 1; Gwo Zozo Met
Last Thursday I connected with a man online. His profile had no significant content, but his stats were impressive. Almost as impressive as the two photos he included of his huge soft penis. We began chatting and then he mentioned that he wanted to own. I gave him my number and we began talking. It turns out we were better matched than I had imagined. He was a Haitian Man, 53, extremely dominant and looking to own a submissive subservient white pussyboy. We decided it was best to meet the following Tuesday when we both had a large block of time to devote to this. We continued talking and texting almost constantly over the next 5 days. The day before was full of nerves. I was petrified and I couldn't quite say why. Luckily a friend talked me through it. The day came and work seemed to take forever. I snuck out a little early so I could go home and finish preparing. He had ordered me to wear some panties (I bought them over the weekend) and to bring him a fresh green juice from a health food store. I was to be at his apartment at 7PM sharp. I put my half-silk half-lace pink panties on and left at 5:40, allowing myself 80 minutes for the 40 minute train ride to Harlem and to get his juice. The train was slow and I got to the park by his apartment about 10 minutes early. I texted him and he ordered me to wait. Finally at 6:59 his text came and I hurried to his door and rang the buzzer. I made my way inside and he greeted me at his door. He had the entire first floor of a beautiful old brownstone. Once inside I stripped down to my pink panties and he ordered me to kneel before him and present my offering (the juice). He ordered me to remove his socks and rub his feet. After a brief inquisition I followed him to the bedroom in the rear of the apartment. He called me ti gason fanm'mot which means pussyboy in Haitian Kreyol. He ordered me to kneel on the small rug beside his bed. He disappeared behind me. When he returned me placed a black leather collar around my neck and secured it. I thanked him. He ordered me to remove his button-up shirt. I folded it neatly and placed it on a chair, then returned to my kneeling position. He stood and directed me to remove his belt. I did and placed it nearly on the chair. Then his pants. Then his white t-shirt. The bulge in his red briefs was enormous! he began another inquisition. This time when I hesitated or my response did not show the appropriate mindset I was smacked. Finally my nerves settled and I began to understand. Then he instructed me to rub his feet again, then this legs. I couldn't help by gently caress his huge mound as I passed. It radiated heat. Then I massaged his back and shoulders and sucked his nipples. Finally he directed me back to the mound. My heart skipped a couple beats as I began to rub his enormous cock. Then he allowed me to remove it from his briefs. It was more beautiful then I had imagined, around 8 inches soft, fat, super heavy, veiny, with overhanging foreskin. His balls were easily the biggest I'd ever seen and hung in a beautiful hairy sack. I began to play with it and it began to pulse and grow. He gave me permission to suck it and in a split-second I was on it. Working hard. It grew to about 10 inches. He told me to slow down. After a few minutes he pushed me off and we made our way to the bathroom. He told me to prep the shower then he smacked my ass really hard and walked back to the bedroom. He returned a minute later and I was still trying to figure out how to control the temperature. He yanked my panties down, stood over me and bossed me through it. I was trapped by him in this narrow space. I had no choice but to step out of my panties and climb in. He followed right behind. Then he pushed me out of the way and stood in the water. My wet body was getting cold. He ordered me to kneel. Without warning he began to piss all over me. He piss was hot and it felt good. He pissed all over my chest, face, and shoulders. I thanked him when it was over. Then he handed me a bar of soap and I began to wash him. When that was complete he washed me. He tried to fuck me in the shower but he was too big and I was too tight. It was impossible. Eventually he gave up and turned the water off and we exited. I dried him and then he dried me. I put my pink panties back on and then asked him for permission to pee and I went and sat on the toilet to relieve myself. When I returned to the bedroom I found a red plaid skirt and black knee-high stockings with red trim laid out on the bed. He directed me to put them on. I did as instructed. The skirt was so short it left the very bottom of my cheeks visible. This was a slut uniform! He ordered me back on my knees and I began to suck his huge cock again. After a short while he directed me to climb onto him in a 69 position and continue to suck while he ate my coco (pussy).