Exerting His Will

Nsaku sat at the Lancaster dining table, flipping impatiently through a textbook. He didn't move here for studies; his family was wealthy, and he had no need for the education itself. It was a pretext to observe a foreign woman, a white woman, to sample a forbidden fruit.

Nsaku was highly dominant, however, and needed to make sure the comely white beauty queen could be easily cowed. He stared her straight in the eyes, and then dropped a pencil. She paused, swallowing nervously, as he watched her expectantly. Then she started to bend her knees down to pick it up conservatively.

"Bend at your waist," Nsaku instructed. Elizabeth swallowed again, saying nothing, before bending over. She felt him stand, moving behind her and lifting her skirt to expose her pert, shapely ass. He snorted, dropping the cloth.

"You will be acceptable. You may prepare my dinner now."