Let her do her best

“OK, you Paki slut,” I push down my pants freeing my cock with a grin. “Suck on this. Show me what an obedient servant you are going to be for me.”

“Yes, Master.” Riya licks her lips nervously as she stares at my prick. “I'll do my best to please you.” I thought it would take a week or two to bring Riya to her knees like this, but here she is the very same day I brought her home and she's taking my cock in her mouth like a trained courtesan.

“You're doing good, Riya ... oh, yeah just like that.” It's not a great blow job, but knowing that this pretty foreigner is under my control and eager to please me has my cock throbbing from her very first touch. “I'm going to have you suck me like this every day.” She pulls her mouth away from me long enough to look up at me with her big dark eyes, her small hand though continues to stroke the entire length as she questions me.

“Every day, Master?” Her eyes search mine, looking up at me from where she is kneeling between my knees, “Alison told me you used her once a week.” I have to wonder what else those two women talked about while they were together in the bathroom.

“That's because Alison is an American, Riya.” I tell her, “A good girl, with fair skin and Christian values.” I see Riya start to protest but stop her before she even can start. “You, on the other hand, are an obedient, brown-skinned little slut who wants to serve her master. Isn't that right?” The way she nods her head is so fucking sexy that I push her face down on my cock with renewed excitement.

Intellectually, I know that the trope about women with darker skin being more sexual than Caucasians is complete bullshit, but Riya moans softly and starts sucking even harder. I wonder if this is something she heard and, on some level at least, believes.

“Suck that white meat, girl.” I growl more coarsely than before. “Show your new Master what a good little slut you are.”

“Yes, Sir.” The words are a little muffled because my cock is still in her mouth but clear enough that I can make out what she's saying. “You paid for me; you can do anything you want ... I won't fight you.” This reaffirmation of her willingness to serve me like a sex **** is all it takes to put me over the edge. I've been thinking about sex with Riya since the very first time I saw her picture on Jamal's phone and the amount of cum that floods her mouth is commensurate with how much I've been lusting after her. I do wonder, as I watch the young woman **** on my jizz, if her teacher had pumped this much seed into her inexperienced mouth.

“Did you like that, Master?” Riya's question proves just how little experience she's had with men. It is hard to believe that this is only Riya's second blow job ever. I can't wait until I teach her how to deep throat me, or when I spread her legs and pop this cutie's cherry.