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Chapter 4 by Braids Braids

So, who are you, soon to be Bitch to your new Master?

Joe, 28 year old avergage build inferior white male.

You are pretty pathetic, and you know it. When you were younger and in your teens you felt like you were a real alpha male type, you felt big strong and confident. You felt like you had something like a magnetism that drew people to you. You knew back then that you were definitely a dominant type who could break the will of those around you to service your every need. Then you left highschool and the rest of the world was opened up to you and you saw what a tiny spect you really are.

For starters, your cock is much smaller than you would like to admit. Didn’t matter that much in school, where there was much less competition but out in the real world; you realize your cock just isn’t very impressive at all at a just below average 5 inches. These days you just can’t satisfy women like you thought you could. Next of course, there was the fact that while you were rather athletic in school, you were never a hard-bodied stud with chiseled abs. Going to the gym to keep your body in good shape proved that much, watching many other men lifting weights that you could never dream of with zero effort. You still go to the gym but you never feel proud of yourself anymore, often working out surrounded by muscle gods that could probably destroy you if they wanted to. Seeing them naked in the shower didn’t help, seeing their equally muscled cock dwarf yours, even though it was often rock hard as you gazed upon what a real man has between his legs.

Finally, there was the internet. You had watched tons of hardcore porn involving girls getting absolutely broken by aggressive black studs, stretching their holes until they gaped. Fucking them so bad they were often just left in a crumpled heap leaking cum out of their orifices, whether they wanted it or not. You marveled at such that kind of man’s ability to just take control and make anyone he wanted his bitch.

Slowly things got worse as you obsessed over how amazing these hung bulls were, often humiliating and breaking pathetic white guys along with their women. The more porn you watched the more and more you realized you were absolutely hypnotized by the notion of that very thing happening to you. It wasn’t long until women were out of the picture entire and you spent hours watching hardcore videos of big black cocks turning boys into humiliated broken sissy girls. You realize that you need that to happen to you in real life, your computer is filled with those pathetic Sissy Reblogs; Reblog if you want to be feminized and owned by a black man, Reblog if you are really a Sissy, endless little posts like that. You realize you want to totally submit to such an incredible black master, and the best place to look was naturally, at the gym you still attended. That’s where you saw Tyrone and longed for him for some time and knew that you wanted only to exist to please this perfect monster cocked God.

It wasn't hard to find him online and you saw that he felt the same way you did, he was the type of ultra masculine man who loved to break and humiliate lesser white bois and their girlfriends if applicable and you expressed that you needed the kind of treatment that he gave to bitches and needed him to put you in your place. He agrees to meet you the next time you both go to the gym and you eagerly arrive on the chosen day. He hasn't seen you yet, you've never spoken offline, even before started obsessing over him. You look around and it isn't long until you see him working out.

How does the first meeting, in public, no less; go for you?

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