Chapter 3
by frogogre1
How does it go for Choco?
Poorly
Bobby had put up with a lot of bullshit since having gotten the rap studio. He'd had to put up with every rapper and singer bitching that a white boy like him had no business being their boss nor owning the rap studio. Never mind the fact that the only reason he got it was that their fuck-ups had driven it into the ground and they had to give it to him because they couldn't pay him back, and the shitty place wasn't worth half of what was owed.
Then, to add insult to injury, he also had regular staff members calling him racial slurs such as cracker, honkey, or chalk demon, and on really bad days, they would play pranks on him. Leaving tacks in his chair, fucking with his computer so his work dates were all messed up, and leaving graffiti all over his car. But now Choco had just made herself queen of all those at the studio who fucked with him.
Because she had not only sexually assaulted him in his own fucking office. She had done it after making him hear another one of her rants about how she deserved more money for doing nothing, and to add to her list of ways to piss him off, she had decided to call him some blacked fucking cuck while sexual assisting him and saying how he was going to pay her.
No, Bobby had enough of the bullshit; he didn't care if he went straight to prison after this; he was making this bitch pay. So Bobby, looking at Choco, who was panting in fear or lust, she didn't know, with Bobby's white pillar dick still on her face. "You bitch, I'm going to break you for this shit." Bobby said with clenched teeth and filled with a primal rage.
Choco opened her mouth to say something Bobby didn't know nor would he ever know what she would have said. As he immediately crammed his cock down her throat, forcing Choco to take his cock to the base, which quickly filled her mouth and went down her throat. This caused her to **** on his cock. Bobby did not care as he merely pushed his cock up and down her throat faster.
"**** on it, you worthless fucking negro!" Bobby said letting out his rage after having to hold it in to put up with bullshit for weeks. But now he finally had an outlet and he was going to use her for all she was worth. Choco quickly filled the room with her **** sounds. She tried to push Bobby off, but she was too weak to do it, and so all she ended up doing was feeling up his chest.
Bobby grabbed Choco's head, getting a firm grip on her head, and began pushing her up and down his cock at a much faster rate than when he was just thrusting. Choco was getting quieter and quieter as the lack of oxygen from Bobby's cock being down her throat was causing her to ****. Choco vision was starting to turn black at the edge, a dangerous sign of how close she was to being choked out by Bobby's dick.
Luckily for Choco Bobby was getting close, and so he thrusted deep inside her throat one last time and pulled on her hair, causing her to get nose-deep in his crotch. Bobby came shortly after that and filled her throat with his sticky cum, gunking it up. So even when he pulled it slowly out, she still had a hard time breathing through all the cum stuck in her throat.
Bobby looked at Choco, who was left lying on the floor of his office. Her face was a mess as all her makeup had been smeared, and she was breathing heavily like she had just run in the Olympics. Bobby looked at her as each heavy, gasping breath caused her rather large breast to jiggle temptingly. Bobby decided after watching the temptation he might as well go for broke.
"I'm not done with you yet." Bobby said quietly, causing Choco to look at him and her eyes to go comically wide. As she could see, his cock was still hard despite the massive load blocking up her throat. "I've got more fun to have with you." Bobby said a dangerous smile across his face that caused Chico's heart to stop a moment in fear but her pussy to tingle in anticipation.