Getting her pussy demolished by the race she hates.

Xiu POV:

She’s never felt so helpless. So small. So weak. All her life she’d been raised to be a strong powerful woman. She was part of a great linkage of Wangs, known for their powerful woman, woman who fought in wars and survived famines. Woman who could stand up to anyone and any man and be victorious, woman who were brave and courageous enough to win wars.

Despite her small body, she felt as strong as these women. All Wangs were small after all. It wasn’t the size of the Wang that mattered, it was how they used it. By it I mean their lives, what they could accomplish. Even outside of wars Wangs were successful, whether as business women or doctors, they were a cut above the rest. She was better than any man, certainly better than any white man.

Yes she was small, but she never felt small until this moment. As a powerful Wang she had naturally high endurance, especially for sex. She had the cunt of a hardened warrior, a shield that could break any spear.

But this wasn’t a spear. This was a battering ram.

As she lay there as this man lashes his cock into the deepest parts of her pussy, she has to hold herself back from crying. She tries to muffle another cry as she cums underneath him yet again.

How could this happen? She’s never cum before, she prided herself on it, she was so sure she could take this filthy white pig, her pussy’s durability was unmatched. Even with a vibrator she hadn’t been able to cum, after an hour she got bored and went to bed. Sex was boring to her, and putting this white boy in his place sounded wonderful. She was going to take a picture of his post-conquered face and hang it up all over the building, hopefully humiliating him so much he’d have to move and she and her daughter would never have to see him again.

There was no way she could have predicted what came next. His cock was big sure, but she still wasn’t expecting much. She had gotten really annoyed when he started abusing her throat, almost making her pass out. She hated every second of that face fucking, him pulling out and in and forcing her head into his semen stained pubes. She hated how he smacked her face with it and dragged it around on top of it, how it kept getting bigger and sloppier as he continued to use her.

She was relieved when he threw her on the bed. “Finally,” she thought, “I can get this over with before Li get’s home. I need to make sure she does her 3 hours of studying. She’s lucky I let her study less on the weekends, my mother would never let me do that. That little girl has no idea how lucky she is, to have a mother who goes so easy on her. She doesn’t understand but all Wangs need to be important people, being anything less than exceptional would bring dishonor to us all.” She was fully ready to beat this white boy’s, (admittedly big), cock, and go home in time to make dinner.

She did not expect that thrust to be so powerful and painful, she was too late to cover the shriek that came out when it invaded her homeland. She was still able to stay strong and ride this out, she was a Wang, and some white American punk wasn’t gonna be able to beat her.

And that’s what she told herself as he started pounding into her, never breaking the **** glare they were giving each other. As she expected, she held strong, despite his pathetic attempts to pleasure her.

But something unexpected happened. After three minutes along with the now dull pain and intense pressure, another feeling arose from each thrust.

It felt, good. Her pussy never felt good, that was her pride as a Wang. However with each thrust she felt something building inside her, pressure slowly building bigger and bigger. She started to feel pangs of fear as she began to realize what this was.

The fear grew along with the pressure, and she tried her best to hold it. But it was too late

“WHAT- NO- YOU- YOU CAN’T,” she looked down at her pussy being beaten, desperation in her eyes. “No no no this isn’t possible,” she thinks, “you are a Wang! You do not lose! You would never cum from some loser Americans dick! You can’t!”

The pressure reaches the breaking point.

“You-can’t-you-can’t-you-can’t-you-can’t-you-can’t-!” “NO NO NO NO NO AAHHHHHHH!!” For the first time in her life, she cums explosively on the bed.

It’s a sensation she’s never felt before, a forbidden pleasure that she was sure she’d never take part in. But here she was, her hips bucking wildly as a waterfall of girl cum starts gushing onto that disgusting American.

She looks desperately at her pussy, trying to order it to stop. Stop cumming, stop giving him the satisfaction, and most of all, stop feeling so good. She were supposed to have a flawless victory but her opponent drew first blood, there is no reason she should feel good. She had no right to feel this pleasure after such a humiliation, her ancestors must be looking down at her in shame.

After she came down from her religious experience, twitching as she puts her hand over her mouth again, she was in a daze. She’s snapped out of this daze by the hand of the American.

“Hey, pancake face,” The filthy (handsome?) American leaned in with a sickening smile, “How’s it feel to have your first orgasm to be from some filthy American, you slanty eyed bitch.”

She narrows his eyes. This man, this American turd. She could not let him get the best of her. For the sake of her daughter, and her ancestors, she would conquer this man.

“YOU THINK YOU BEAT ME? HA! THE WANG WOMEN HAVE BEEN KNOWN AS THE STRONGEST-” she’s cut off by another powerful thrust of his enormous cock. It feels like someone just hit her womb with a sledgehammer and she feels immense shame as she makes an embarrassing O-face and gasps for air.

That smug bastard throws her legs, ceased up in a straitened position from the sudden impact, onto his soldiers. then rolls his eyes and starts mocking her bloodline. “Yeah yeah whatever, your women have been strong for 100 generations or something like that.” He smirks as he lean in while repeatedly forcing his way past her entrance, “that just means that the strongest women of your shitty country will immediately surrender under the power of strong American cock.”

How dare he mock the greatest bloodline in the world. The Wang’s were warriors, they were some of the greatest women in history. And she would not allow them to be mocked by some Sour Cream Citizen and his goofy American cock.

She’s about to tell him this, but then decides against it. She’s worried if she tried to talk her voice would betray her, she didn’t want to start a speech about how the Wang name should be respected only to have her voice leave her halfway through, taken from her by a powerful thrust of his mighty cock.

She instead covers her mouth again and looks away. She doesn’t want to give the white devil the satisfaction of watching her eyes bug out or hear the uncontrollable noises that left her mouth as he furiously ravaged her small body.

Renewed with the resolve to keep the honor of her family name, she endeavors to beat this man. While those of the past (supposedly) fought giant dragons, she was fighting a giant snake. And she was gonna slay it if it was the last thing she does.

And with the pounding her tiny body is taking and the devastation being unleashed onto her itty bitty kitty, it very much may be.