"I guess I'll switch into a secret new outfit that you choose for me, daddy."

The night pass by as you walk around upstairs on ground level with all of Trey's window blinds closed. You were grateful that no one around town could look inside to see what this black man is doing to you. He treats your ass with a few small gropes and smacks. The girlie clothes hung tightly to your body as your cock remain hard through the whole ordeal. You couldn't believe how your little member betray you twice tonight. Trey throws you great compliments on your new nature as he chills watching nonpornographic tv shows.

He washes his dishes after watching tv while talking with you. "Tomorrow my cute little princess, you'll learn a good hard day's work. Your little ass will be doing things that I know your parents do for you still. I'll enlighten you on how the real-world functions. But that's tomorrow, so go to your room and sleep." Before you dash to the basement where you slumber, Trey said. "Oh and I'll be visiting in a few minutes to tuck you in."

You went downstairs not able to understand how this creepy man could do this to you. You knew you could fight his ass, he's a ton of years your senior, so you did have youth on your side. But you also didn't want to hurt him too badly, or you would be in major trouble with your parents, with Trey's family, or worse the law enforcement agency. For twenty minutes, you sat on the bed compiling the day's memories, wanting to cum, but you need to stop yourself from those desires.

Trey bellows out. "I'm coming princess."

He walks downstairs closing the distance between you and him. He stares at you still in the pink whorish outfit. He pushes you very easily onto the bed. He gathers the covers swaddling you under them. He tightly tucks you in like he said he would. A chilling smile sweep across his face as he leans in kissing your forehead with his large lips.

"Have a good night princess." He swerves to vacate the room, but he halts in his steps. He went over to the tv. "Mmm, a growing guy like you needs some nighttime stimulation." He flips on the television set as flickering beaming lights flash. Purple, green, neon, blue, baby blue, red, and other colors are paired with huge black cocks penetrating big booty women of all shapes and sizes. Trey types in a secret access code allowing no shenanigans to take place during the night. He finally went upstairs, you heard the faint mumble of words before he shuts the door. "God, I love white bois."

I am white and I am a guy so what the fuck does that statement mean, you thought in your head. You try to sleep and wonder what outfit Trey has in store for you tomorrow. It couldn't be as bad as these bubble gum pink whore clothes.

You close your eyes hearing the loud moans, plus the grunts of the ebony skin men, with the extra background sound of submitting to better. Submit to alpha. Submit to BBC. Submit yourself to cock. Submit now. Submit your life. Submission is your way of life. Dreams aren't dreamed it's your new reality. Then a different scene plays with tiny cocks shemales bouncing on black dildos and a few real men. The message is slightly varied from the other video. Tiny cocks aren't envious. Tiny cocks are ineffective. Tiny cock should be sissies fucktoys. Tiny cock are clits. Say it with me, tiny cocks are clits. Repeat. Repeat. Say it loud. Say it proud. Small penises should be locked up. Tiny cocks sissies are built for alpha-male cocks. More and more videos play as you finally slip into dreams.

...

You heard the door from the basement shut as you startled yourself up. The blanket lay fling aside. You gulp as he steps near you like the grim reaper coming for the fallen dead. You see Trey in a robe, his black balls hanging loosely out of the pale color frock. He furnishes you with a warm big smile that you could see from years past.

"Give me those clothes," Trey said wanting the broadly feminine pink clothes.

You sleepy rub the cobwebs from your eyes as you quickly pull off the top and pink micro skirt. You hand them over to him as Trey studies your meek cock in the g string. You felt uncomfortable from your older neighbor's gleam. You resist the idea of covering yourself with the blanket, not knowing what could happen if you didn't let the slime ball stare at you.

"Mmm, you want to wear those elegant set of underwear, or do you want to match for daddy." He said already knowing what you would answer him with.

"I guess I'll match for you. But because you won the bet not because I want to wear more girlie clothes." You said trying to fight for your manhood.

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