Taking his time, he pushed deeper, stretching her womb until he was half way. "The superior black race conquers another white wife." Zara celebrated, ...This is what racial justice looks like, white boy." A few more inches made its way inside before Amanda spoke, "Fuck me! I ... love ... this. I ... love you!" My heart sunk but my dick stiffened. Is this what cuckolding supposed to do to me?"I didn't notice at first, but Zara had removed her corset and shorts. She instructed me to sit on my hands. I heard the door open and close. I began to struggle trying to show him thatI wanted to quit, that I didn't want to play his stupid game anymore. I heardsome footsteps come closer and then they stopped and there was a low chuckle.I heard someone pick up some thing that clanged together, sounded like chainsof some sort. My mind began to race wondering what it was, and then it struckme that it may not be him in the room with me and I began to panic, thrashingon the bed trying to scream. I felt a. No liens.”“Humph!”“Where do we go for that drink?” Divert her.A heavy black Caddy switched lanes and squealed to a stop.We came so close to rear-ending the Cad, I was sure we swapped chrome off the bumpers.“You Idiot!”Rachael burst into tears.“Not you!” I said, “Them.” Truly, I wasn’t referring to the Caddy them. I was referring to You Know Who.She looked forward.A pair of size two hats and 48” chests popped out of the Caddy front doors. They began the hike back to look at the damage.It was. Thirty minutes later, she steps out of her class, pleading cramps. Her Master is leaning against the wall beside the door and wastes no time pulling her into the women’s bathroom and into one of the stalls. Pushing her against the wall and covering her mouth, he lifts her skirt and pulls her thong aside. He pinches her clit and twists it, smiling at the whimper of pain from her throat. He rubs it gently, teasing her as he plans on doing all day. ‘Get back to class, slave.’ He mutters and slaps.