Mike

You reenter your room and take a seat on your bed. You're mind is racing so much that focusing on one thought is impossible which is probably for the best as your thoughts about letting yourself ending up here are not very nice. You are brought out of your introspection by the sound of your door being opened. "Have fun." You hear Frank tell your first customer who walks in and closes the door behind him. You take a quick glance to see who it is before looking away again. There is no one you would have liked to see less. Your quick glance showed you Mike the fat old racist you met when you first arrived grinning at your naked form in the place he told you that you belong.

"I knew you were a whore, all you slit eyed bitches are. Now come over here, get on your knees, and suck my cock." You know there is **** but to do what Mike commands you to but you remain still. You can't bring yourself to move toward this hateful man and give him the pleasure he craves. "Are you fucking deaf bitch? Get over here." Mike shouts at you which makes you turn your head to face in his direction again. You are still unable to move the rest of your body though, you know in your mind that you must comply or there will be consequences but your body just won't obey.

Mike begins laughing heartily before saying "I guess your still not fully accepting your role huh, fine I'll come to you and show you what you're for." The portly creep made his way over to you, standing over you as you remain seated on the edge of your bed. He takes a hold of your right tit squeezing and groping your flesh. "Now these are nice, you yellow sluts are usually flat as a cutting board." He twists your nipple staring into your face as you grimace from the pain. "You're probably the last chink still walking this earth though so I guess I'll have to say all of you have nice milkers now."

There is a strong smell of **** emanating from the man fondling your breast that makes you feel queasy. He uses his free hand to lower his flies and fish out his penis. It is already hard and has an odor that overpowers even the **** stench. The hand that freed Mike's penis is now applied to the back of your head pushing your face toward his manhood. You open your mouth and accept his stinking cock into your mouth. Mike lets out a pleasured groan at the feeling of your warm wet mouth around his dick. It serves as a reminder that there is only one person who is enjoying this act as you struggle to keep yourself from being sick.

He removes his hand from the back of your head but keeps fondling your breast with the other. "Alright girl, get to work." You begin to move your head back and forth along the length of his penis, using your tongue to give him more pleasure in the hope of ending this sooner. Your head bumps against his protruding gut when you take him further in your mouth adding even more repulsion for you at having to do this act with this man. His free hand has begun to fondle your other tit as he looks down upon you enjoying watching you work on his cock.

You are left to set your own pace as your mouth pleasures this man who looks down on you literally and metaphorically. Despite your best efforts to bring about Mike's climax quickly he holds out for a good half hour as you debase yourself upon his cock. When he finally reaches his limit he pushes your head back and removes himself from you, though saliva strands still connect between your mouth and his prick. He instructs you to hold your mouth open and stick your tongue out then blasts his semen into your gob. When he's finished he pushes back on your forehead forcing you to look up at him and says "Thank me for giving a worthless yellow slut some superior white sperm to eat after you swallow that." To your shame you do exactly as directed.

"I like your silent obedience girl. If you beg me nicely I am willing to make an offer to Frank, the brothel keeper, in exchange for keeping you for myself. Though a gook whore like yourself probably loves taking random cock in here all day."