Stop and pick up some friends first
From Create Your Own Story
Your cock grows in your pants as you think about how you will soon convert this prude bitch into a whore for black cock. She will resist with all her strength, in an attempt to protect her purity. But in the end you will fill her tight little pussy with your huge cock and force her to cum against her will multiple times.
You grab your cell phone and text Tyrone's good little hoe and slave,Donna Haas.
The heavy traffic in the direction of your travel grants Donna plenty of time to reach the meeting point you have sent.
Krystal quietly sits in the back seat ignorant of her fate. The car approaches a stop sign where Donna gets in the passenger door. You slip into the backseat with Krystal, and allow Donna to drive.
The car is now in the ghetto section of town filled with black faces. "This does not look like the way to the police station," Krystal nervously states.
"That's cause we ain't goin' to no police station, you dumb bitch," you answer.
"That's correct," Donna adds. "Tyrone here is gonna make you appreciate being a woman."
Krystal finally understands the danger she is in. Since the car is traveling slowly, she attempts to jump through the window, with her hands cuffed behind her back, and leap out. However, she quickly discovers her window is closed and smacks her face on the glass.
Krystal starts to scream, but you slap her hard across the face. "Shut your whore mouth or I'll knock all your teeth down your pretty little thought," you exclaim with a raised fist.
Krystal sobs while leaning against the window as you run your hand up her smooth, trembling leg.
"Do not cry now, honey. Everything is going to be okay I promise. You will soon be begging for black cock once Tyrone here finishes you," Donna taunts.
Your hand reaches her bare crotch and Krystal clamps her legs tightly to protect herself from your exploring fingers. "Open your legs, slut... Now!" you command.
Krystal's refusal to follow your orders brings a volley of pimp slaps across her cute face as the car enters your hide out, an empty warehouse.
By the time you have finished slapping her, Krystal is seeing stars and has obediently complied with your command. Slowly her legs open, granting full access to her most intimate area.
You lick your greasy black digits and slip your hand under Krystal's ruffled skirt. Your wet fingers immediately find her clitoris and you rub it as tears roll down Krystal's cheek.
"Please let me go! I won't tell anyone! I can get you money!" Krystal tries bargaining as you work on her little bud with your thumb. Donna opens the door and you put the foreplay on hold temporarily. Donna has been trained well and she pulls Krystal from the car by her hair with you following closely behind.
Donna leads the way to another room that contains a computer, some office furniture, and a cum-stained mattress in the corner.
Hidden video cameras are strategically placed throughout the room, recording the entire ordeal Krystal is moments away from experiencing.
Do you:
| You are possessing: |
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| Tyrone |
