He throws her out

Kateshi was extremely proud of himself as he filmed the results of his efforts. The Latina bitch stayed where she was, in the cowering position he had yanked her into, almost as if to let him capture her in her full glory.

“You’re a fucking slut!” Kateshi hissed, eliciting a whimper from Nancy. “And I think it is time for you to go!”

“Wha-AAAH!” Nancy’s confused question was cut short as Kateshi once again yanked on her hair and brutally pulled her off the bed, causing her to crash into a heap on the floor, “Ow! Ow! Please! Stop!”

Pleading desperately, she was dragged on her hands and knees across the room, struggling to keep up. Her mind raced, panicking once again as she sensed that they left the bedroom and entered the lounge, then over to the couch.

“Here’s your stuff!” Kateshi sneered, grabbing her bikini top and her bottoms and balling them up tightly before roughly shoving it into the woman’s panting mouth.

“Mmbllgh!” Nancy protested, but blinded and sluggish as she was she was unable to put up a fight and just a moment later the wrecked beauty was dragged along again, struggling not to fall on her face. Alarm bells shrilled as she heard the room door being opened.

“You really are a fun fuck!” Kateshi told her before throwing her out into the hallway.

“MMAARGH!” Nancy wailed at the intense pain in her scalp from being tossed out like this. Her instincts, honed from years of combat training, prevented her from falling flat on her face and she instead managed to gracefully roll, landing on her feet. Feeling adrenaline charging, she used her fingertips to wipe her eyelids free enough to open and glared back at the tattooed rapper standing in the doorway behind her.

“Fucking you in the ass was really great!” he told her as he tossed her room key to the floor at her feet. “Call me when you want to get wrecked again!”

With that, the door slammed shut and Nancy, still naked, stared in bewilderment, first at the door then at the key. Realizing she could be caught and seen like this any second, panic surged through her and she spat out the crumpled bikini. Looking left and right in panic she tried to put the spit-soaked bottom on, constantly expecting someone to come out of their room.

“Fuuuuuck!” she whimpered in panic as she realized that the strings on the small piece of clothing had snapped when Kateshi had ripped it off, leaving it unusable to wear. Not knowing what else to do, she tossed the useless bottoms to the floor.

As Nancy tied the strings to her top she felt fresh tears rise in her eyes. She had never even dreamed she could be so humiliated. She had always thought of herself as somewhat of a badass but no matter what she tried, this lowlife piece of trash had bested her in every way he wanted, reducing her into his submissive slut.

Sobbing, Nancy picked up her room key. On her way down the hallway she spotted a service cart with some old meals on it. Grabbing an already slightly used napkin, she wiped the sticky cum off her face, cleaning herself up as best she could before she continued her walk of shame, one hand covering her bare pussy, hoping nobody would see her.

As she reached the door to her room two floors below, Fletcher opened it before she could unlock it. She realized he had watched her via the security cams, including her humiliating exit from Kateshi’s room.

She had wanted to kill him earlier, but seeing the huge, black man tower over her now and grin condescendingly she lost her nerve. Instead she just looked up at him, her lips quivering pathetically, hand clamped over her well-fucked snatch.

“Great job, boss!” Fletcher smirked down at her, “Everything went according to plan!”

Sobbing, Nancy pushed past him into the room. As she made her way towards the bathroom she caught a view of the smart tv, seeing herself on all fours from behind, sucking Kateshi’s cock while presenting her used cunt and asshole to the camera. Blushing, she shamefully lowered her head and quickly left the room, shutting and locking the door behind herself.

“If you are ready to come out and celebrate a successful mission, I’ll be waiting on the bed!” she heard Fletcher call, “I opened the champagne already!”

Closing her eyes, Nancy McKenna slid down to the floor with her back to the door. This, she would never live down…