Fuck no

"Are you dumb?" I roared. "I told you already what you can do for me. Get that blonde freshman pussy in here before I bitchslap you, ho."

Ms Tyler stared frozen at me from underneath my cock.

"I wasn't asking. I was telling."

Still she stayed mute. I had to backhand her to get her moving. She apologized and obediently texted her niece.

After, she moved to pick up her top.

"Leave that off. In fact, strip naked."

I watched my white studies advisor unzip and step out of her grey wool skirt. She then kicked off her three-inch black heels and pulled off the nylons. It all joined her turtleneck in a pile on the floor. She stood naked and humiliated in her own office, her raven-black hair covering her face.

I idly swept everything off her desk, the neatly arranged binders and pens all clattering to the floor. She winced, violated by the invasion, but remained standing and obedient. Physical **** does wonders to get white bitches in line.

"Get on the desk."

My stripped advisor walked meekly to the desk and lied back on it. I sat down on her desk myself, crushing a tit with my hand, and watched the door.

In walked the little white college bitch. Man, she's fine. Blonde hair, white tank, black tartan skirt, black maryjanes. Looked like Ms Tyler, but blonde, fresh, and with a damn good badonkadonk for a white girl. The first thing she saw was my cock and I swear she started salivating.

"Get your ass over here if you want a black man's cock in you, bitch."