“What do they mean?” asked Freya, looking even more confused. “The white Q on the black ace of spades means you are a ‘Queen of Spades’” r...plied Margot. Noting the puzzled look on the young woman’s face, she explained further. “It means that you are a white woman who loves to have sex, be used by, is submissive to…..” “To what?” gasped Freya. “To big black cocks and the black guys who wield them!” retorted Margot, “I thought that’s why you were wearing the transfers! I thought you were getting. As she did so her thong fell the rest of the way to her ankles.“Might as well do without that.”Obediently she bent down and stepped out of it and placed it in my outstretched hand. I looked at her face and at the streaks of black make-up down her cheeks. She could stay like that for the rest of the day I decided. With a wiggle of her hips she pulled the skirt back down to its proper level and, with head bowed, went back to her desk. I noticed that she sat down very gingerly and for the rest of. But he probably didn’t get that it was not a choice for me at this point. I was passed the point of reasonable thought. I was transformed into a sex object. And I know that this is what he wanted. I knew this was his and probably millions of other men's fantasy come true, a pretty, young girl that was willing to do almost anything sexually.I did not know my own limits in that moment. Ibrahim could have brought in a roomful of his friends with their cocks bobbing up and down in my face and I. " He didn't really want to be here either, she was difficult to be around. If she didn't stab you herself then the CG's would for looking at her too hard. Mills didn't understand what had come over them; they were both ruthless, seasoned Commander's that had pulled West Virginia out from the liberals' control through sheer violent force. Yet here they were, letting some bimbo bitch mess with both of their heads. He had seen her effect on CGB firsthand and knew she was a genuine threat. That man.