The depth to which I was expected to abase myself was made abundantly clear in the very first moments of my task of washing the black slave. After releasing his wrists (without even touching him, but simply by pulling on a rope end tied well out of his reach!), Miss Melinda told him first to shackle my ankles so that I would be unable to escape him by running, then to release the rope holding me bent over. "Now," she said when everything was ready to her satisfaction, "you better start that tongue washing at your dirtiest part."

I wondered why she said it like that, and I expected her slave to lift up a foot and make me lick its sole. To my utter shock, he turned his back on me, bent forward slightly and, separating the cheeks of his buttocks with his hands, presented his anus a few inches from my face! For an instant I was tempted to rebel, but then I remembered having tongued more than one anus in giving pleasure to owners, my Contessa included; I swallowed the last dregs of my pride and applied my tongue to its appointed target.

My task must have lasted two or three hours, at least. I had to use my tongue to thoroughly wet literally every inch of that naked black body, with just two exceptions: his mouth and, more than a little surprisingly, his cock and balls! Another surprise was that every bit of hair had been shaved from his body, which meant that there was not one square inch of skin that my tongue was unable to lick effectively -- even the top of his head. And the third surprise was that, despite Miss Melinda's concerns about his lack of cleanliness, he was really very clean indeed; only the taste and smell of his maleness and that caused by his race, slightly strange to Caucasian noses, made me aware of a difference from tongue-washing my Contessa (which is, of course, a task I adore!).

Almost inevitably, the humiliation implicit in the task I was performing, plus the explicit (but clearly good-natured) verbal 'abuse' I was suffering, appealed to my submissive nature so that I actually began to enjoy myself. An additional factor in my enjoyment was the way Miss Melinda convincingly acted the part of the prim and even innocent Southern lady: in spite of having two stark naked males contorting themselves right in front of her in ways that many people would have deemed obscene, she carefully avoided referring to any of the more intimate parts of her slave's body by their explicit names!