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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Adult · #1798909
what if the world was ruled by a single race.where one race is treated like gods?
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Chapter #5

she sits on your face while she eats your food

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The black woman then said, "You know what, your food actually looks pretty good and I've been on my feet for hours. That food is mine now."

You breathe a sigh of relief. If she just wanted your food that wasn't so bad.

"Sure, take it - I'll leave you in peace."

Her laughter froze you in place.

"White boy, you ain't going no where. Sit down on the floor with your face up on the booth."

You get nervous, "Um... look please just let me--" *SLAP*

Her vicious backhand rocked you back. Your cheek stung and you looked up at with renewed fear.

"Boy, don't you ever talk back. You're going to learn your place in this new world and I'm going to teach you. I'm going to make you my slave and you're going to do everything I tell you to. Got it bitch?"

You realized that this was for real. She was in charge and she was going to take full advantage. You dared not disobey the new law so you bowed your head and said, "Ok."

Another blow rocked you. She was fast and pretty strong for a girl.

"Bitch, you will address me as Master. Because that is what I am, your master. You are my slave and I am your master, now assume the position I told you to."

"Yes... Master," you forced yourself to say.

After you put your head on the booth she walked over to you. She was wearing tight blue jeans and without preamble she sat down right on your face. You gave a muffled grunt of surprise. She wasn't fat but the weight was uncomfortable. The denim hurt your skin and it was really hard to breathe. Luckily she was thin and so with some effort you could open your mouth just a bit to get in some air.

And so your new master turned back on the television and enjoyed her meal she had taken from you. You were in shock as you lay there desperately trying to get breath underneath your black master. You pray that this is all a dream but you know it is not. This is reality. You had no input in what your life was going to be like from now on, you could only wonder.

You have the following choices:

1. After her meal she has you clean her dirty sneakers.

*Noteb*
2. After her meal she takes you back to her place.

*Noteb* indicates the next chapter needs to be written.
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