Date an asian Lady and fuck

It had been a long day of long meetings, and he knew this trip was going to have many like it. That was the price of doing business. But as he walked into the hotel bar, all he’d really wanted to do was get a stiff drink and then go to his room and sleep. Had been, until he’d seen you at the bar. At least ten years younger than him. Pleasantly curvaceous, and dressed in a way that attracted attention. Asian. It was precisely what he liked in a woman. So he steered his..

.. steps over to her and slid up next to her on the bar. A little too close to not be invading your private space, but something about his demeanour suggested he wasn’t the least bit afraid you’d reject him. His hand, with similar boldness, comes to rest on your ass. Not hard, not grabbing, but resting on that soft curve, over top your skirt. He leans in closer to you, speaking in..

.. a low, pleasant voice* “I’m here to let you know you won the hotel lottery, miss. You get one free night in one of the best rooms in the hotel.” *he looks into your eyes, smiling* “Mine.”

*he’s a tall, handsome white gentleman of about 40, perhaps. Dressed in an expensive suit, like a lot of the more successful businessmen frequenting the hotel. A neatly groomed beard, and a good-looking smile. But something very.. Determined, in his eyes. At once slightly frightening, but also appealing.

Like he’s decided what he wants, and is used to getting what he wants. Judging by the hand cupping her ass, what he wants is.. her. The flush of..

.. heat in your cheeks isn’t surprising.

He’s cute, and you’ve always responded to men who are confident and aggressive. You’re a bit surprised at yourself for nodding ‘yes’ to him so quickly. But it’s too late to take it back after you’ve done it, and he’s seen it* “Good.” *he leans in a bit closer, his lips almost touching your ear. You can feel his warm breath on your skin when he speaks* “I was in the mood for ordering up some Asian take-out tonight.” *he teases. It..

.. should be insulting, maybe. But something about the way he says it just makes you hot and flustered. He takes you by the arm; gently, but firmly, and steers you away from the bar. To the elevator, and up. You realize he hasn’t even asked you your name yet. You realize he doesn’t care about it. That, strangely, makes you more excited. It shouldn’t, but it does. As you exit the elevator he steers you towards, and into, one of the expensive suites*

*you’d dressed up cute tonight because you were going for drinks with some girl friends. You weren’t actually looking to pick up a man, just to look nice while you were out. It was, of course, flattering that he thought you..

.. were so hot he just immediately needed to have you, but.. You’re starting to remember that your friends, whom you’d been waiting on, would be showing up soon. Would wonder where you were. Starting to think that you should stop this. Tell him you’ve changed your mind, you actually have to go. It wasn’t that he wasn’t attractive, of course. That you’d ~mind~ having sex with him. But, well, maybe you should just go before things got too far along. He’s just closed the door..

.. behind you, so now would be the time. You open your mouth to say so, but instead suddenly find his hand clamped over your mouth, silencing whatever you were about to say. Just like he’d held your arm, his grip is not hard, but firm. It doesn’t take much strength to push you into the wall and pin you there. He’s much bigger than you. And just like that, he has you trapped. Squeezed between him, and the wall. Your large, soft breasts are pillowed against his chest. He’s..

.. looking you directly in the eyes. Something about the way he looks at you makes you think of him as a predator. Which makes you.. Prey* “Ssshh. You’re not up here to use your mouth for talking.” *he informs you with a wicked little smile, and before you know it his hand has moved from your mouth and onto your shoulder, and he’s pushing you down. Down onto your knees. The carpeting on the floor is soft as you’re forced to kneel on it. You know what he wants. What he’s..

.. going to do. But still, somehow, you manage to be slightly surprised when he takes his cock out of his pants and it’s suddenly right there in your face, already very hard. He must have really liked the way you look, or else he’s been thinking some very dirty thoughts about what he wants to.. What he’s ~going to~.. Do to you* “I want you to suck that like you’re being paid to do it.” *he says it in a firm, demanding tone. Did he.. Did he just call you a whore? He clearly doesn’t ~think~ you

.. are one because he hasn’t even once asked you what your price is. But it’s still a very rude thing to say, and you’ve half a mind to tell him so! You open your mouth, but something about the way domineering, expectant way he looks at you makes you hesitate. Then you suddenly feel his hand at the back of your head, and before you can think to close your mouth he’s pushed your head towards his cock and shoved it into your open mouth. You make a surprised sound..

.. and, on instinct, struggle a bit. But his hand is going nowhere, and it’s not letting you move your head an inch* “When I pick up Asian meat, it’s not for the conversation. Sucky-sucky.” *you feel your cheeks flushing hot with the way he’s talking to you. But you can feel him impatiently forcing a little more of his hard cock in between your lips, and you’re starting to worry that if you don’t do what he’s ordering you to then he might just shove the whole thing down..

.. your throat any minute and you’re not sure you can handle that. You feel your tongue start moving against him

*the taste of him is strong in your mouth as your tongue gives his tip a slow, wet caress. Some part of you is still fuming quietly over the rude way he’s talked to you. Talked down to you. But some part of you, some small part, is starting to feel..

.. a guilty pleasure at it. Starting to think that maybe you do want to suck on this bossy white man’s cock, and not just because he’s forcing you to do it. Or well, maybe that the fact that he ~is~ making you is what’s making you want to.. It’s a complicated thing, the mind. A slight hint of a salty taste joins the musky, masculine flavour of his penis in your mouth. You realize you’re lapping up the pre-cum from the very tip of his cock. You’re really doing it. Sucking this cock, that..

..  isn’t your boyfriend’s. Not that you haven’t ever gone down on someone who’s not your partner, of course. You’ve had other significant others before your current one. And you’ve fooled around with a few dicks even while in a relationship. A girl likes to have fun, after all. But this feels.. Different. You hear him grunting happily as you run your tongue along his shaft more* “That’s it. You Asian girls are all the same. Give you a white cock and you can’t help yourselves.”

*you want to tell him he’s wrong, that it’s not like that at all. But you can’t. And not just because he’s holding your head in place. You’re starting to feel rather hot and bothered, the more nasty and abusive things he says to you. And if you were going to tell him you weren’t weak for white cock, you’d have felt a lot more confident doing so if your panties weren’t starting to become wet already*

*his scent is in your nose, powerfully. It’s not that it’s unwashed and smelly, it’s just.. Strong. Manly, if you had to put a word to it. On some distracted level you realize you’re not really pretending even to resist any more, not that you ever had much. His cock slowly slides back and forth a little in your mouth, gliding over your tongue. Hard, and warm. You wrap your lips more tightly around his thick length. Partly because you’re still worried it might just push on to your throat..

.. otherwise, and partly.. Well.. Because you’re starting to want to please him* “Ah, yes.. Like that.. I knew you were a good little cocksucker the second I saw you. Most Asian girls are, but you particularly had the look.” *being told you ~looked~ like the kind of slut who knew how to suck a dick was probably not the kind of praise one should get from a stranger, but somehow it made you feel a bit weirdly proud* “You suck much better than my wife. I wonder..” *he..

.. shifts his grip slightly on your head, spaces his feet apart a little more* “.. If you can take it deeper than her, too. I bet you can.” *and then you feel him start to push. Forward with his hips, and his hand pushing your head in the opposite direction. His cock goes deeper into your sucking mouth. Slowly, but inexorably, approaching the back of your mouth. And then, with an almost pre-emptive little gagging, you feel it tease the very tip into your throat*

*you’d hoped that maybe you could avoid it. Just give him a nice, light little blowjob until he was satisfied and then leave. But he clearly wasn’t a man of small appetites. Not someone who’d be satisfied with ‘just a little’. In fact, you..

.. felt fairly sure he intended to use you like a whore – whether or not he thought you were actually one, at least literally. You feel your eyes widen a bit as his cock enters your throat, even that small bit. You look up at him with a pleading gaze, trying to ask him to stop without words. You know instantly that you’ve made a mistake when he looks back down at you with an evil little leer. Seeing that pathetic, begging look in your eyes is just making him want to do it more* “Just..

.. remember, sweetheart. You breathing is not as important as making my cock feel good.” *he tells you, a second before he pushes forward more and begins to slide the thick hardness of his cock down your throat. You do your best to try and not gag too much on it, but it’s only half successful. It’s a lot to take in, and he didn’t give you much time to prepare. But he doesn’t seem to mind. If anything, you rather think he might be ~enjoying~ the way you’re struggling to take in his cock*

“Ooohh.. That feels good.” *he gives a deep, happy exhale. Almost like he’s mocking you with being able to breathe freely, while you’re choking on his dick and forced to desperately try to..

.. suck in air through your nose while you still can* “But that’s only half my cock, gorgeous.” *he informs you, and from the tone you know there is no hope at all that he’s not going to make you take all of it. It seems impossible, but he’s already forcing more of it down your throat. Even if you struggled, tried to pull away, you know you wouldn’t be able to. He’s too strong, and too determined. You see the crotch of his pants sliding closer and closer..* “Uhnnhh.. Yesss..” *and..

.. then, just like that, your face is pressed up right against him. Your lips are wrapped tight around the base of his cock, all of which is now filling your mouth and shoved deep down your throat* “Fuck. You little Asian cock-gobblers.. You’re always the best. God.. Damn!”

*it felt like his cock was pushed so far down your throat it must be halfway to your belly. Knowing intellectually that it ~wasn’t~ didn’t really help the feeling of it any. You were red in the face; from the effort of taking it, and from lack of air. Starting to feel dizzy as he holds you down on his cock. Worrying a little that he might just choke you on his meat until you..

.. pass out. He probably wouldn’t care. He might even use your unconscious body to get off. It was a disturbing thought. Even more because some crazy, traitorous part of your mind finds the idea of it kind of sexy. Being used like nothing more than a sex-toy by this dominant white man. A cocksleeve for him to masturbate in. Or waking up with his hard cock inside you. Or perhaps just his cum dripping out of you..* “Ooofh. Yeah. You deepthroat much better than..

.. my wife.” *he laughs, then pulls you off his cock and lets you suck in some desperate, coughing breaths. You’re vaguely aware that you’re drooling onto your own chest, getting your top wet. You must look a total mess*

*your lungs burn for those first few seconds of sucking in air, and as the dizziness begins to clear you realize just how badly you needed to breathe. How close you might’ve actually come to fainting with a cock down your throat. It’s embarrassing, and a lot more so because you know you’re..

.. not even a little bit dignified right now. You’re ~also~ aware that your panties aren’t just damp any more. They’re soaked, and clinging snugly to the shape of your pussy lips* “Hey. Hey!” *his palm pats your cheek. Not exactly a slap, because it didn’t have that much force behind it. But not exactly not, either. He turns your head so that you’re looking up at him again* “You want me to let you leave this room?” *you nod dumbly at him, still feeling dazed* “You’re going..

.. to have to get me off, first. After I’ve cum, I’ll let you go.” *maybe you shouldn’t trust him, but you couldn’t quite think straight. Besides, he was in control. He had all the power. What else could you do? You nod again to show you understand* “But I don’t want you to just suck my cock, girl. I want you to worship it. Can you do that? Can you..” *he takes a few steps back, then sits down on the edge of your bed and beckons you over with his hand* “.. Crawl over here, on your..

.. hands and knees like the lowly Asian bitch you are..” *he taps his shoe against the floor right in front of him to indicate your place* “.. And show me how much you love this white cock? Service it like you know how privileged you are to get to taste it.” *your face is hot all over again, and you’re a little uncertain if you’re still breathing hard trying to get in air, or panting a little bit* “Suck this cock so good that you deserve my cum.” *it takes you a second to realize..

.. that the voice that answered ‘Yes!’ so quickly belongs to you. And another second to wonder why it sounded so very.. Needy*

*he sat there, on the bed, with his cock out. So hard, and shining wet with your saliva. He looked very much in charge. Like he could be patient, because he ~knew~ you would obey. Like he was a king, and you were just a lowly peasant who should be honoured to serve him. Strange how it felt kind of like..

.. that was exactly how it was. He tapped his foot again, and before you know it you’ve started to crawl forward, all dignity forgotten. Like a dog, on all fours, you slowly approach him* “Good girl.” *even the way he said it sounded like he was speaking to a pet, not a person. He doesn’t even need to do anything. You raise your head just enough to start licking his shaft, lavishing the attention of your tongue all over it* “Feels good to be on your knees, doesn’t it? It’s where you..

.. belong.” *you knew, intellectually, it was offensive. That you should protest. But it felt so much like he was right. It seemed like so much effort to speak up and refute him. And you had a task to do.. A very, ah, ~hard~ task. You wrap your fingers around him and then take his head back into your mouth, sucking obediently on it. He gives a soft, happy groan* “You know why I love Asian girls? You’re naturally submissive. You like to be told what to do. You’re..

.. made to be used by men for pleasure. Aren’t you?” *the fact that his question made you moan into his cock should have been embarrassing, but you were too busy worshipping it just like he’d ordered you to right then*

*you could feel his cock twitching a little as you dragged your lips over it, sucking and licking on him more than a little eagerly now. He was getting close. He must have been quite excited ever since he’d seen you..

.. down in the bar. But he was trying to hold back. Didn’t want to make it too easy for you. His little Asian pet. You had to work for it if you wanted to be rewarded. His hand had come to rest on your head again as you slowly bob it up and down his shaft, gradually taking in a little bit more of his cock. But he doesn’t push you down, or control the pace. Seems he’s happy with what you’re doing already. Just letting you know he ~can~ take charge if he wants to, whenever he..

.. wants to* “I bet you don’t suck your, what? Boyfriends? Husbands? Cock half this well, do you?” *his voice is teasing, but also heavy with pleasure. You’re about to try and nod or do something to let him know which one it is, then he makes a dismissive shrug* “Actually, I don’t care which. You belong to me right now.” *this time you’re not even angry when he says it, you just know he’s right. You do. And you feel a desperate urge to touch yourself when he says that. Your..

.. pussy is so wet. Your hand creeps down slowly, while you focus on sucking his cock. Making sure to pour your full effort and focus into it. Into ~worshipping~ it, like he said. Because it is a privilege. And because you do love white cock* “Mmhh, keep going like that. You just might make me cum after all..”

*you’re starting to want to cum quite badly yourself. Having submitted to the situation, you can’t deny that it..

.. is very erotic, and turning you on a lot. You want to be a good cocksucker for him, your white ‘owner’. And you know he’s right, too. You are sucking his cock much better than you do at home. Every time he groans happily you know it’s because you’re making him feel good, and that makes you feel proud. Satisfied. You want to get him off, to make him cum. But your poor little pussy is also very, very wet.. Almost aching for some attention. Surely he won’t mind if you..

.. just play with it a little? He’ll probably just be amused that you can’t help yourself, that the little Asian slut can’t resist touching herself* “I bet you’re looking forward to tasting my cum, aren’t you? Asian girls are always so thirsty for it. You just can’t get enough of drinking white men’s cum. It’s genetic.” *he groans, close to orgasm now. His fingers slide through your glossy black hair and then curl into fist, grabbing your hair. It hurts a little, but you don’t complain.

It just makes him dominate the situation, you, even more. It feels right. He doesn’t have to be gentle with you. After all, you’re just Asian meat to him* “You’re going to swallow all of it. You hear me? My whole load. If you spill a drop of it I’m going to make you lick it up from the floor.” *you listen to him say those demeaning things about you. You don’t doubt that he’s serious. You listen to him, and desperately try to pleasure yourself at the same time. You can’t take your..

.. panties off. Not the way you’re sitting, and not with one hand holding his dick. The angle makes it hard to get your hand inside them, too. So eventually, with a slightly unsteady hand, you manage to slide the wet crotch of your panties aside so that your fingers can reach your pink, wet little slit. You instantly have your own naughty juices coating your fingers as you stroke them over your cunt. You shudder as one finger finds your clit, and almost come immediately from the..

.. pleasure. He’s close now, you can tell from the way he’s breathing, from how tightly he holds your hair, and the way his cock throbs in your mouth. He ~should~ be close, because you’re going down on him like it’s the most important thing you’ve done all year. Using every technique you know to get him off. Trying to be the best little Asian cocksucker you can be for him. Because he is right. You do feel good being on your knees, servicing a dominant man. And..

.. because you do want to taste his white man’s seed, and badly. And as you rub your finger against your swollen, aching clit you know you’re not far from an orgasm yourself. You’re not even sure you’ll be able to keep from climaxing before him, but you want to try. You want to hold off, so you can come at the same time as him. So your orgasm will hit while you’re swallowing all of his cum. Because that just feels.. Right*

“Fuck, ah. Here it comes.” *he growls at you, his voice thick and strained with pleasure. You feel his fingers gripping your hair tighter. His cock throbbing and twitching in your mouth. Your finger presses firmly on your clit and rubs the slick little nub furiously. You’re so close. So close. Pleasuring this dominant white man has gotten you so horny you’d almost be ashamed of yourself, if you weren’t so busy chasing your own orgasm. You want it so bad. You want it at the..

.. same time as his. But then you feel him buck his hips up, using his hand to push your head down at the same time. His cock is pushed deep into your mouth, and then he explodes with a loud groan. Hot, sticky cum pours into your mouth. Spurt after thick spurt pumping out his load, giving you no choice but to swallow if you don’t want to choke on it. But you want to swallow it. You want to taste him. And he gave you an order, so you have to. Asians obey. You swallow, and..

.. swallow. He gives you so much. You can feel a bit of it dribbling from the corner of your mouth, running down towards your chin. You hope it won’t drip from there, so that you have to lick it from the floor. But you already know you will, if he makes you. And then, at that thought, your own orgasm hits. Your needy moans are muffled completely by the white cock in your mouth, turned into wet gagging sounds as you try to keep drinking his cum while you squirm and writhe..

.. with your own climax. You feel the heat in your cheeks. How painfully stiff your nipples are. It’s the hardest orgasm you’ve had in a long time, and you almost feel a bit dazed from it. You feel his cock slip from between your lips, and then he twists his hand in your hair, turning your face up towards him. He looks sternly down at you* “Did you just cum without permission, you dirty little Asian slut?”

*he looks so stern. Strict. Angry, almost. You stare up at him with wide eyes and blink. You don’t know what to say. Your mouth hangs open, and you’re vaguely aware of some cum dripping from your chin. At least it’s falling on your dress; you can feel the soft fabric on top of your breasts getting a bit wet with it. What to tell him, though? He’s right, you ~did~.. You know you’re in trouble now* “You dirty..” *he reaches down and slaps your cheek lightly. It’s not that hard, but..

.. very surprising. Very rude. It makes your face go red immediately, but you’re not sure if it’s from the abuse or from being caught playing with yourself* “.. Horny..” *he slaps you again, and you squirm in his grip* “.. “Slut.” *he finishes with a third slap, and you cry out. Your cheek is stinging and feels so hot from the friction of his palm. He ignores your discomfort and pulls you up by the hair, standing up himself. You can feel his cock pressing against you as you stand right..

.. in front of him, held close to him. You can feel it getting hard again* “I’m going to have to punish you now. And I won’t be gentle.” *he grabs one of your large, heavy breasts and squeezes the soft flesh in his hand. Not gently at all. But you knew he meant what he said. You’re in for it now* “These are nice. Take them out and show me them, slut.” *he orders you in a hard voice, and before you even realize you’re doing it you’ve started to obey him*

*it’s a little awkward to reach when you’re standing so close to him, but you don’t dare to try and step away. His grip on your hair tells you he would not let you. You manage to squirm the top of your dress down so that he can see your large breasts, still covered by your bra. It’s a light, partly transparent one. You blush even harder. You can’t say if it’s because you wish you’d worn something less..

.. sexy, or something more* “Hurry up.” *he growls at you, and your hands tremble as you reach behind yourself to unclasp the bra. You can feel his fingers tightening in your hair with impatience, and that just makes you fumble more. But after a little fiddling you get the clasp undone and the bra drops, releasing your big tits. Without hesitating he reaches up and slaps one of them, right across the nipple, making it jiggle and you to gasp in pain* “When I give you an order, you make..

.. it happen immediately. Understood, bitch?” *you give a shaky nod, then moan loudly as he grabs the breast he slapped and begins to fondle it roughly. Both your nipples are standing stiff, as aroused as you are* “Nice and big tits. Only a real whore has tits this big, isn’t that right?” *he asks. The rudeness burns your cheeks, but you nod* “Say it, Asian.” *he barks* “I’m a whore.” *you hear yourself confess, and he chuckles* “That’s right. And Asian whores get white dick.”

*you feel embarrassed about it, but there’s no denying that the way he’s talking to you is making you even more wet. Your nipples are yearning for some attention. You wish he’d play with them, or suck on them.. But you know you can’t ask him. It’s not your place to beg for his attention. Right now, just like he said, you belong to him. You’re his toy, and he’s going to play with however he likes. Do whatever ~he~ wants to. Just Asian meat for him to use* “I bet you’re so wet..

.. right now. You want dick so bad, don’t you? Like a bitch in heat.” *he lets go of your hair, and you can see his hand descending. You know where it’s going, even before it gets there. But it still feels like a jolt of electricity when his hand goes between your legs and his fingers push inside your wet pussy. You’re so wet they slide in with embarrassing ease. You moan loudly, without dignity. Maybe he’s right. Maybe you are just a bitch in heat* “Hmm. Just like I thought.”

*he mutters, pumping his fingers in and out of your cunt a few times before withdrawing his touch. When he holds his hand up again you can both see your pussy juices soaking his fingers, making them slick and wet with your naughty. He wipes the fingers on your cheek, close enough to your nose that you can smell the scent of your own pussy. Then he snaps his fingers demandingly at you* “Take your dress off, slut. I want to inspect what I’ll be fucking.”

*you know that if you want to stop things, this is definitely where you need to do it. If you let him get you naked it’ll be too late to protest.. And yet your hands move of their own accord. It’s like your body doesn’t want to stop, even if your mind is confused. You wiggle the dress over your hips quickly and effectively so he won’t get impatient..

.. with you, then let gravity take over as it falls and slides down your legs to pool around your ankles. You’re very terribly aware of the fact that you, on your horny impulse, slid the crotch of your panties aside earlier. Which he must see now, as you stand there wearing nothing but shoes and panties, and the latter more than halfway exposing what’s underneath. He lets his eyes roam over your mostly naked body, then nods curtly* “Good. You look like fine fuckmeat. I’ll enjoy..

.. using you. Now stop wasting time and get your damn panties off, you lazy Asian slut.” *you swallow and whisper a trembling ‘yes sir’ before obeying. Panties join the heap of clothes on the floor by your feet. You feel oddly proud at the lust you see in his eyes as he inspects you* “Now get up on the bed. On all fours. Head down, ass up, like a proper little bitch.” *the commanding voice makes you jump to obey, and you crawl quickly onto the bed and into the position he ordered*

*the position is utterly shameless as you assume it. Just like he described it, you look like a bitch dog in heat presenting herself to be mounted for breeding. Your cheeks are hot with embarrassment, but your body is hot with something else.. Arousal. You know he’s watching you. Evaluating you. You almost wiggle your ass at him, trying..

.. to look inviting. Instead you get a sudden, sharp slap against your bare bottom as his palm kisses it. The sound is sharp, so is the pain, and your surprised little yelp* “Shaved little cunt, huh? What a cheap little Asian slut you are. You’re practically inviting men to use you. Maybe we should tattoo ‘free to use’ next to your pussy, huh?” *his hand draws back, then spanks you again, repeatedly. Your bare ass is glowing red when he stops, and smarts painfully. But not just hurt..

You also feel a deep excitement at the  rough treatment. A strange, insidious feeling that you ~deserve~ this. That you ~should~ be treated like this* “Hold still.” *he orders you, then goes over to one of his suitcases and takes a couple of things from it. You can’t see what, but you soon find out when he comes over and slips a pair of padded cuffs around your wrists, locking them together. Next he slips a larger matching pair around your legs just above your knees. Unlike the first pair..

.. of bondage restraints that had a chain linking them, though, this one just has a solid bar. Meaning you can neither open nor close your legs, only keep them spread as they are now. Then he connects a chain between the bar and the handcuffs, forcing you to stay bent over with your ass in the air and your head down against the bed. It’s a little worrying how used he is to this, and that he has all this gear ready. But as he prepares you for his pleasure, you realize he has..

.. done this before. A lot, probably. That you are nothing unique. You’re literally just another Asian woman he’s used and abused, treated like nothing but a fucktoy. Only one in a long line* “We don’t want you trying to run away.” *he murmurs with an evil little grin. Then he holds up the last item. A ball gag* “You Asian bitches can be so loud when I use you roughly. I don’t want to listen to your squeals the whole time.”

*for a second you almost feel offended. You’re not that loud! Not some dainty little bitch who can’t handle being fucked hard. But.. Then again, your boyfriend never fucks you that hard. The feeling of insult is replaced with trepidation. Worried what he’s thinking about doing if he feels he has to silence you first. But you get no chance to ask. He reaches around your head and slips the smooth rubber ball between your lips, making it impossible for you to speak. You feel him clasping..

.. it in place, and with your hands cuffed you have no chance to undo the gag. Not that you’d dare to anyway* “There we go. Now you’re ready to be used.” *he takes his coat off and tosses it over the back of a chair. Unbuttons his shirt, loosens his tie, and rolls up his sleeves. But apparently he didn’t intend to undress, which just made you being completely naked even more sordid by comparison. Well, ~almost~ completely. You still had your shoes on. But being dressed in..

.. nothing but your high heels just made it look even more slutty. Your pussy is dripping wet as he gets up on the bed behind you, and you know he’s looking right at it when he makes a little humming sound. You can’t move anywhere, so all you can do is wait to see what he does. You feel him shifting his weight on the bed, getting closer to you. You make a little noise. You’re not even sure what you were trying to say, and it hardly matters since the gag makes it muffled..

.. nonsense anyway. He chuckles, and then you suddenly feel the tip of his cock right up against your pussy. It slides slowly up and down your wet slit, parting your soft lips. Your moan is also muffled by the gag, but not by much. He chuckles again as he continues teasing you with his hard cock* “You needy slut. You are so wet. You want this white dick inside you so bad, don’t you?” *you shudder, because you do. You nod and try to say ‘yes’. He just laughs* “I’m not..

.. going to give you what you want, though. You are being punished. It wouldn’t be much punishment to fuck your pussy when you want it so bad.” *you feel both desperately horny and quite confused. Then his hands grab your soft, plump ass cheeks and spread them apart. The tip of his cock slides up until its right against your other hole, slippery with your pussy juices. Suddenly you understand why you might be loud* “I’m going to punish you with a big dick in your ass, slut.”

*you shudder at the feeling of his cock pushing against your tight little rosebud opening. Over top of your horny desire you’re beginning to feel a little bit of panic. Maybe more than a little bit. It’s not that you’re a virgin, of course. You have had anal sex before. But since your boyfriend has no interest in fucking your ass, you don’t do it often. And it’s been a long time since someone put something in there. But more than that.. You’re a bit afraid of ~him~. This bossy, dominant white..

.. devil who’s enslaved you to his lust. Of how rude, and rough, and determined he is. How he just takes what he wants, and how he wants it. You know he won’t be gentle with your poor little ass. He’ll ~use~ you. Like you deserve.. Your pussy is soaking wet with excitement at the thought. But can you take it? Can you handle him? If you’re honest, that gorgeous white cock of his that you slobbered all over like an obedient slut than anything you’ve taken up in your ass before. You..

.. shudder again as you feel his strong hands spreading your ass cheeks even more lewdly. It must be such an obscene sight back there. Your little butthole stretched, winking at him naughtily. You make a muffled gasp of surprise when you feel something wet and warm spatter against your anus, and you blush even more fiercely with humiliation as you realize he’s spitting on your ass. Rubbing the top of his cock against your opening and smearing the saliva against it.

Lubricating you with his spit, in preparation of..* “When you’re at home, slut.. Do your put out anal for your man?” *he asks, at the same time as he pushes his cock against your hole. Not hard enough to force it inside, yet. But you feel the pressure. You feel his tip so snugly against your sensitive opening. Feel it pushing there, trying to get inside. The pressure grows, and you feel your rosebud slowly beginning to stretch open for his hard white cock. The feeling of almost-penetration..

.. is so overwhelming you almost forget his question. You jerk your head up as much as you can, bondage-tied as you are. Trying to stare back awkwardly at him, you shake your head ‘no’. You try to tell him that your boyfriend doesn’t fuck you in the ass, but all that comes out around the gag is garbled nonsense and a bit of drool. He chuckles, smirking at you with evil satisfaction* “Good. I don’t want used meat. I prefer to break in and train my Asian butt-sluts.” *and with that..

.. he suddenly pushes forward, forcing his cock roughly into your ass. He groans happily at the tightness squeezing his hard length as it enters you. You almost scream, but it quickly turns into a drawn-out, pathetic moaning noise as you realize he’s not stopping. Not giving you any time to get used to having that huge, hard thing in your tight ass. He keeps pushing in, filling your hole more and deeper, obviously intending to go all the way in and bury himself balls deep*

*the sensation of being stretched was profound. Every inch of hard, white meat that he forced into your ass felt huge. You can feel your tightest hole being forced open, deeper and deeper, as he fills your ass so completely. It feels like you can’t possibly handle it. Can’t be expected to take all of that. But he..

.. gives you no choice. Keeps pushing himself in more and more. You know that to him it doesn’t matter if you’re comfortable. It doesn’t matter if you like it, or if you’re getting off on it. What matters, and the only thing that matters, is that his cock feels good. And you know it does. You know it from his grunts and groans of pleasure. From the way his cock twitches and throbs inside your ass. From the greedy, lustful way that he keeps forcing himself in deeper like he can’t..

.. get enough of your ass. There’s a sound like what a wounded animal might make, and it takes you several minutes to realize you’re the one making it. That it’s your gagged noises. In protest, or pleasure, or both, over how he’s violating you anally. And then, suddenly, there’s a shocking sensation. Something soft brushes against your bare ass. Presses up against it. You realize you’re feeling his pants, which he never took off. That you’re feeling them because he’s put all of his..

.. cock inside your ass now, and is pressing himself against your ample backside, groaning happily* “Fuck. Yes.. This ass was made for fucking. Such a nice, juicy, thick piece of meat. Squeezing my cock so good. You were born to be an anal slut for white men. This is your purpose in life.” *your eyes are watering. It’s SO much. With his cock buried to the hilt inside your ass, you have no doubt it is the biggest thing you’ve ever had in your ass. Deep in like that, it almost feels..

.. like it’s pushing into your stomach. He grinds himself against you from behind, stirring your poor stretched hole with his hard length. Making it completely impossible to relax, or to try and get used to the feeling of that massive penetration. He slowly pulls back a few inches, letting you feel his cock sliding back out of your ass. Then he pushes back in, a little faster than he had slid it out. Makes you whine, and press your forehead against the bed. You know if you could speak,

you’d be begging him to go slow. To be gentle. You know he’d laugh at you. Such a pathetic little Asian slut. But he’s going to train you to take his glorious, superior white cock. Like you deserve. He’s already started* “Such a nice, tight ass. I’m going to enjoy fucking this.” *he pauses a moment, then thrusts in again. Harder this time, laughing as you try to cry out, only to be muffled by the gag* “I own this ass now.” *he slaps his hand down across your bare bottom, a sharp and..

.. stinging pain that makes your little hole tighten up and squeeze around him even more* “You hear me, Asian meat? This hole belongs to me. It is mine. It only services white cock from now on.” *you want to tell him ‘no!’, that it isn’t true. You’re a strong, independent woman and nobody owns you. And besides, even if you flirt and sometimes sleep around, you have a boyfriend that you belong to. But you don’t say it. You can’t say it. And not ~just~ because you are gagged..

.. and unable to speak. Also because what he is saying feels frighteningly correct. Feels.. Right. And then you completely lose the ability to think at all as he begins to move his hips and fuck your ass more steadily, thrusting that big cock in and out of you with deep, hard strokes. He must be right. He must own you. Because how else could he use you like a simple possession. Like nothing more than his fucktoy*

“This ass is a perfect fit for my cock. It was made to get fucked.” *he growls happily as he pounds you from behind. For all that he says it is a perfect fit – and it probably is for him, as the incredible tightness must feel amazing – it feels like he’s breaking you with his brutal thrusts. You’ve never been fucked in such an ungentle fashion, even though you quite enjoy some hard sex and have had plenty. But no man has come near him in making you feel like you are simply..

.. being used. You know you should try to relax, that making it easier for him to push into your ass will make it hurt less. But you can’t. Every instinct in your body makes you clench up, like your futile squeezing might somehow force his cock out of you. It does not, of course. All it does is make you even tighter, make your ass feel even better for him to fuck. The resistance also urges him on, makes him thrust even harder. You feel him grabbing hold of your hips,

pistoning his cock into you now* “You’re moaning so much, you little slut. You like being a white man’s fucktoy that much? At least you know your place. This is the only thing women like you are good for.” *the slapping sound of his body against your ass is a nonstop rhythm now, and the bed shakes with the force of the brutal sex. Each thrust feels like it’s going to be too much to take, and yet you can only take the next one, and the next. You can’t escape, you can’t make him stop.

Just a fucktoy* “What a dirty little anal whore you are. I can feel your ass squeezing my cock. I bet you want me to cum in you so bad, don’t you? You probably get off on being a cumdump for whites to use.”

*you’re making slobbering, moaning sounds through the gag. You realize that, muffled though they are, some of them are trying to be words. You’re begging him. But even you aren’t sure what you’re begging him for. To stop? To keep going? To let you go, or to use you like a whore? It doesn’t matter, because..

.. he’s going to do it no matter what you say or want. His cock is stretching your little ass so much; more than anyone has before. And he’s in so deep, each brutal thrust touching places that no cock has reached before. It feels like this rough, rude man is shaping your anal passage with his cock. Molding it to be the perfect fuckhole for him to use* “Fuck. This whore ass is too good.” *his fingers are gripping your hips tightly. He slows down his thrusts a little, instead going slower..

.. but pushing in even deeper* “You’re gonna make me cum. Drain my balls with your tight ass, like a proper little butt slut.” *your bare ass cheeks are sore from the friction of him thrusting up against them again and again. From the feeling of his clothes against your naked skin. You realize you want him to cum. To finish, and be done. But more than that, you realize with a hot flush of shame, you want him to cum in you so that you know he’s enjoyed using his Asian meat*

*his long, slow strokes push in so deep that it feels like his cock is about to press up into your stomach. You’ve never been so ~filled~ before in your life, and the feeling is driving you crazy. Wild. Almost breaking your mind. You want it to be over with, and you want it to go on forever* “This is what you’re made for.” *his voice is heavy with pleasure, his..

.. breathing shallow. He’s close now. Your sore, rough-fucked asshole can feel his cock throbbing as he gets nearer and nearer to an orgasm* “Asian women are meant to be cock sleeves for white men. Nothing else.” *he starts to speed up again, his thrusts coming in hot and fast, slapping up against you from behind. Your moan barely has time to die out from one deep penetration before he thrusts in again and rips another loud, muffled groan from your gagged mouth*

“I think you know that already, bitch. But if you don’t.. I’m gonna teach you.” *he grunts with delight as he pounds your poor, tight little ass* “Starting.. By making you my cumdump.” *he’s no sooner finished saying the word than you feel him starting to hammer his cock into you even more brutally than before. Frantic. Lustful. And then with a final moan he buries the whole thick, hard length of it inside your hole and begins to pump you full of his cum. Spurt after..

.. spurt of hot, sticky sperm shoots into your raw-fucked ass and coats your insides. Even though he already came into your mouth, this vigorous older white man has a big load for you this time as well. And just like he promised, he uses your body like his own personal cumdump and gleefully empties his balls into you*

*he ordered you to look him in the eyes and so that’s what you do. His grasp on your chin doesn’t give you much choice, though you suppose you could have squeezed your eyes shut. But you can’t bring yourself to disobey him. It feels too natural to obey this dominant white man. It feels too ~good~. And besides you want to see the possessive lust in his eyes when he shoots his load inside you. See the desire to mark and claim you, even as you feel the wet heat of it spreading inside your well-fucked pussy. Flooding you with his sperm. Grunting and growling with satisfaction as he empties his balls in you; his Asian meat.

But even with a load as big as his, even with a lover as vigorous as this rude white man, it has to end eventually. Probably just as well it does, too. You feel a bit drunk on it. So full of his white seed. Like your belly might have swollen up with it if he’d kept pouring more into it. Probably not really. Just a crazy fantasy, but in the moment as you lay there dazed after one of the roughest fucks of your life it is easy to believe it. You can feel his cock twitching inside your pussy as he releases himself a few more times before being done.

A long, slow exhalation. A sigh of satisfied delight. Your own heart is still beating wildly with excitement and embarrassment. You can feel your skin sticky with sweat from the copulation. You can feel his body – hard and stiff in the moment of orgasm – relaxing and growing more soft and mellow now that he’s climaxed. You’re still staring wide-eyed up at him, so you see him smirking at you very clearly. Then leaning down, slowly, to kiss your forehead* “Good Asian meat.” *he murmurs, then leans away from you.

You can’t help but shudder as you feel his cock sliding out of your pussy. The sensation is excruciating, and your sex is still incredibly raw-feeling and sensitive. When he’s pulled out, you feel very empty. Well, almost empty. You’re still very full of everything he pumped into you. And you can’t help but shudder powerfully again as you feel all that cum start trickling out of your pussy now that his cock is no longer keeping it bottled up inside you.

You watch him as he steps off the bed, stretching a little. He’s very handsome, in all his post-coital sweaty glory. A fine specimen of white man, that you feel honoured to have been used by. And also embarrassed with yourself for feeling that way. But his words have definitely had an effect on you. You might’ve always tended towards being a little more submissive in bed, maybe. But you’ve never gone this far before. It’s never felt so natural, or so good, to submit completely and just let yourself be ~used~ as it did with him. With this white man.

You wonder what he’s going to do next. Is he done with you now? You’re still chained to his bed. You know you don’t have a say in it. You know it would probably be for the best if he let you go now, after having fucked you so much. But secretly you know you hope he’s going to use you more. Let you fulfil your purpose in life as Asian meat. His cum is still dripping out of your pussy, making a wicked little puddle on the bed between your legs.

He grabs his cellphone, and you wonder what he’s going to do with it. He had taunted you with the possibility of taking pictures, hadn’t he? Maybe he will, now. Record you as the well-fucked, leaking mess that you are. ‘Used Asian’ he could call the picture. But no, he calls someone on it. Sits down on the edge of the bed. “Yeah, it’s me. Uh huh, yes. I have some Asian meat in my hotel room. Yes, I’ve tried her out. All of her holes. Yes, she’s very fuckable. Nice and tight. I might have knocked her up.” *he doesn’t really look at you as he talks about you, but you feel your cheeks flushing hot anyway. Who is he talking with? And why?* “Uh huh. Good. Yes, I have the room for the whole weekend. Yeah, go ahead and bring the guys over. All four of them. Asian meat is meant to be used. Yes, perfect. See you soon, buddy.”

*he hangs up and sets the phone down, then finally turns to look at you. There’s a small smile on his face. White teeth showing just slightly. A very wickedly amused little smile, you think. A white devil. He regards you for a moment, then chuckles* “You heard, slut.” *it’s not really a question so much as a statement, but you nod to confirm anyways. His smile widens just a fraction, and your heart beats faster. Was this really happening? To you?* “Six white men and one Asian whore. All weekend long. You’re going to have at least one cock in you every moment of every day until we’re done with you. Probably more than one a lot of the time. We’re going to teach you your place in the world.”

*he looks you in the eyes* “You’re going to learn what it really means to be used.

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