I try to move but I am locked down spread eagle. I feel vulnerable and exposed. With my legs tied down, and my pussy is wet and wide open. I feel a su...den chill of fear, and upon seeing it he laughs. "Yes, my slut. It's all right to feel fear. You are right where I want you, you will lay there and take what I give." he is climbing on top of me. "You won't have a choice, and you won't tell me NO." I feel his naked chest rub against mine as he leans forward over me, his tongue laps at my ear as. While she thought herself at least pleasant to look at, she knew the color issue was always going to stand between them. It was an impossible dream and the most she could hope for was to be his mistress… his colored mistress. At least that was still legal in California, if frowned upon. For all their self-righteousness, white men and colored women had been having sex since before American slavery existed and if you were to believe the rumors, there were white women who preferred to sleep with. He slipped in behind the wheel. "Boy, there's some pretty strange stuffgoing on. They weren't immediately visible; they had the good sense tostay out of sight of anyone passing by. But one of them was prettypissed about losing all those Swedish Fish and he said he'd set up awebcam to catch the person who came in next time. Then he finally cameinto view, carrying a big beaker of whitish fluid. I was pretty sure itwas...." His cum," I said. "He's made it addictive and long-lasting. She knew that it was over. The computer began its dirty work, ruining her career and taking away her pride with everyone. Her screams turned to bitter tears. She shivered from the cold. The images of her kneeling nude performing fellatio. The pictures of her masturbating. The pictures of her with a dog. The pictures of her spreading her vaginal lips and ass cheeks in an inelegant way for the cameras. Knowing that the people she despised most and who hated her most looking at her naked.