My Boss Bullies My Body Into Being A Cuck One

Today was an odd day.

My Boss brought me into his office again, this time with a marker twirling in his fingers. It was thin for a marker but not so much it wouldn't spell wide lettering.

He picked it up and showed me. "See this?"

"Yes sir Mister Johnson."

"I'm going to use this to humiliate you. This is important it's part of the arrangement."

"Y- yes sir Mister Johnson."

"Good." he said with a sigh. He popped it open.

"Take your shirt off. Pull your pants and underwear down and stand to attention."

I did. He walked around and moved the marker to tap against my body, the navel. He tapped it and smiled at me, before pulling the "First thing's first cuck."

He turned me around and gripped my thighs, moving to write on my ass. He took his phone out and took a picture, before showing it to me.

It was a spade. He had drawn the outline of a spade on my ass.

"Oh- oh fuck-" I said.

He smiled. "Mmmmmmhm!"

SPANK

I gripped the desk and moaned.

"Now you know who owns you. Next."

He turned me back around and moved the marker to my stomach. He went just underneath above my cock and smiled at me.

"It's important that you know who you are."

He began writing, it looked like backwards letters, before looking in the mirror it said 'Cuck'. He then wrote the other way normally, so that it read out for me to read looking down.

"There we go." He smiled. He pat my ass with a hand and groaned. "The best thing that has ever transpired is the transition from a bunch of racist ass white boys thinking they're shit, suddenly getting their asses handed to them by porn and white women cheating on them with black men. So many women making porn accounts onlyfans just to tell off little white boys and steal their money. So many whiteboys making it come true. So many women wanting big black dick getting it from every fucking hung nigga they can. Tell me how it feels, cuck." He ordered.

"NNNnnnn-"

I resisted, with all my fight but...

"It feels good, sir."

SPANK

"What was that?"

SPANK

"I- ah! I said it feels good Mister Johnson, sir!"

"Good cuck. Now."

He sat on the chair where he'd fucked my wife and glared me in the eye. He held up the black marker where he'd just written the word "Cuck" on my bare shaven pubic bone.

"Tell me what else you want written on you."

"M- My girlfriend umm..."

"Spit it out, cuck, it's not cum you been told to swallow."

I thought and spat it out. "My- N- Niggers fuck my girlfriend!"

"Niggers fuck your girlfriend?" He put his hands on his hips. "Is that any way to talk about your superiors, bitch boy?"

"S- so sorry Mister Johnson sir b- b- but you just asked so-"

SPANK

"Oh it's alright. I did literally order you to refer to me as how I wanted. I told your girlfriend to call me Nigger Daddy so... it's only right. And you're not calling me a nigger are you cuck?"

"N- no! I would never sir!"

"Good."

SPANK

"That's the only reason I didn't beat your ass when you said it now. Because I know you're too much of a pussy to say that to me. Right cuck?"

"Y-y- yes sir Mister Johnson sir sorry sir I would never! You just asked me to- to say what I wanted written on me to humiliate me sir and I thought that- that would be the worst thing..."

He smiled slowly. "Now we're getting somewhere. Plus it's good '****' right?"

"Y- yes sir."

"Good boy."

SPANK

He wrote 'Niggers fuck my girlfriend' above my cock along my pubic bone. I quivered. It was sensitive.

He smiled. He then wrote 'BBC is Better' on my thigh. 'Whiteboy penis' with an arrow pointing to it on the other thigh. 'Cindy is a whore' above on my stomach.

He finally put it away. "Well now that's a start don't we think?"

"Y- yes sir. Thank you sir for bullying me the way I deserve."

He smiled.

SPANK

"Good cuck. Now get dressed, show no-one the words. After work, take a video of yourself jacking off and cumming showing your body on cam and send me it. Good cuck."

"Y- yes sir."

"You really are fucked if this gets out going anywhere."

"Y- yes sir. F- fuck..."

He laughed and spanked me before I pulled it all up. I dressed and stepped out-

"Oh and Timmy?"

"Yes sir?"

"Send in your girlfriend?"

"I... yes sir."