Raceplay…what the fuck were the options, Asa? Oh, and Skin decided to play ball.

I didn’t have long to absorb that, before Skin made her choice and rose, raising her voice.

“You came close, I’ll admit that, cracker. But it takes more than that to break a proud black woman!” With my cum still covering her face and naked as the day she was born, that was fucking bait. +4 SP (Skin: +67). That seemed low…because she hadn’t gone for my ‘thin blue line’ thing, instead turning it into more sexplay, and focused even more on race than I had. But she was lying, just like I'd wanted...

My cock, which had started to soften, hardened again, as I gave her a flat look. “Well, then, I guess you get to use Frannie.”

Skin smirked and walked over, picking up my neatly folded shirt and cleaning the cum and phlegm off her face and tits, before dropping it on top of my pants.

”Frannie, tell her where the strap-ons are in this place,” I ordered and she did. Then shut up again, as I ordered.

Skin ran her fingers over them, probably considering how they’d been used on her. But her fingers finally stopped on a reasonably sized one, about my size, and white, despite there being several black ones.

Oops…fuck, I checked while Skin was pulling on the strap-on and Rapetoy’s various Rapetoy traits weren’t limited to when I **** her. Shit. I might already be blown. Surely she’d had to let herself be used by some of her contacts to find out what I needed.

No, wait, Information Workaround, should mean that those weren’t ‘rapes.’ But this sure as fuck would be. Maybe my order to not talk would be enough? I wasn’t going to risk it. I grabbed a ball-gag. “We don’t need to hear her moans and whining,” I said to Skin, passing her the gag. “Silence the Latin cunt, before you make her scream.”

“Aw…but I want to hear her begging for it in Spanish. I think that’ll be cute.”

“There will be plenty of moaning and begging, just not in Spanish,” I said.

She gave me a confused look. I smiled condescendingly, “Did you really think I was going to stop pounding your black ass, just because you’re fucking her?”

“Can’t resist this tight black pussy?”

“More like your fucking womb needs to be properly filled with white cum. Doesn’t it? I felt it sucking my cockhead when I was carrying you around. Admit it, you want this even more than I do.”

“As much as you do,” she admitted, which got me nothing, because it wasn't what I'd asked, but she slid the ball gag into Frannie’s resisting mouth, which got me +4 SP (Skin +71).

“Then show that bitch who we really are and what she is.”

Skin turned away from me, shaking her fat ass at me in a quite tempting manner as she lined herself up with Frannie’s cunt. “Jesus, this bitch’s cunt is wetter than an enchilada. You like watching the best dick you ever had get stolen by my black ass?” she started to **** my Rapetoy’s weeping cunt as the woman writhed desperately in the bonds of her own chains. The gagged bitch couldn’t answer, but that didn’t slow the string of degrading, racially charged insults. “You heard him. Right from the start he was talking about breeding me and then treating me like a house ****, the sort no man could resist fucking? Maybe, if you’re a good little maid, after he’s breed me, you can spend some of your cash on one of those strap-ons with a cum reservoir in it, so I can fill it up with his seed and breed you. Obviously, now that I’m here, you won’t be getting bred naturally, but if you clean the cum off my face and tits and ass and floor, yes, it’s my floor now, bitch, if you load that second-hand seed into the dildo, I’ll seed you good and proper!”

Mission Unlocked: Breed the House ****:
Skin is fucking begging to be bred by you. Breed her! Reward: --

The pounding was slowing somewhat, Skin might be young and energetic, but she lacked superhuman stamina and had already been used quite a bit. She also just wasn’t that much of a jock and fucking took a lot more energy than you might think, even more if you were doing the work, as she had to with Rapetoy tied up. Soon I’d help her, but for now…this was a weird version of raceplay, not nearly as many slurs as I’d expected. Maybe she wanted me to go that direction? But it seemed more about being irresistible and tempting than anything else. Racist tropes, not racist language, mostly. Something flickered, but I was too distracted to focus on it.

Also, I was still recording this, though I thought it less and less likely I was going to need it for security and didn’t really want anyone else to hear that coming from me. Even directed consensually, that might destroy my career, which I still needed. For now.

“Or maybe I won’t. Maybe I’ll fill it with a mongrel mix of cum from every boy at school. Or my dad’s, I bet I can get some of that. Or make you get it with these fat tits,” she slapped Rapetoy’s tits and the woman jerked, moaned and was clearly on the verge of cumming. Could Skin make her cum on her own?

“Make that slut cum for us, show us who’s really a **** to pleasure,” I ordered.

Skin nodded, her strokes picking up, obediently. “You won’t know if it’s his,” and there was no doubt that ‘his’ was me, “seed, or just some random fucking hobo, or something even worse, your father’s? A fucking dog’s? Some **** in Blackgate? Fucking Joker cum? You won’t know until you finally pop out a baby. Not that it’ll matter, I’m only breeding you so you’ll have milk to feed our baby, that’s all these,” she slapped Rapetoy’s tits again, hard and the woman teetered on the edge, “are good for. All,” Skin’s control was breaking down as the strap-on was designed to rub against her clit as she fucked the other woman. "you are good for!" she managed to get out.

Rapetoy screamed into the gag as the insults and pleasure and role reversal all interacted with her traits and the slight nod I gave as I was approaching Skin from behind, all combined to overwhelm her and she collapsed, lying there, no longer even trying to struggle as her orgasm made her realize that she deserved this. She tried to talk, tried to ask questions, but between my orders and the gag, nothing but soft whimpers came out.

+6 SP (Skin: +77)

As Skin looked back over her shoulder, proudly, I was already on her, sliding into her, forcing her deeper into Rapetoy’s unresisting cunt as claimed them both.