Say nothing

This place is hell but you decide that begging to belong to this racist piece of shit that views you as a subhuman is going to be even worse. You don't have the courage to tell him what you think of him though so you just remain silent, he's told you that he likes your silence and keeping him happy despite not begging him like he wants you to is probably for the best. You know your opinion of Mike doesn't mean anything to him anyway, you are just a butt naked 'gook whore' kneeling below him, digesting the cum he just deposited in your mouth. You are pathetic in his eyes and as you kneel there trying to rinse the taste out of your mouth with your own saliva you can only view yourself as pathetic too.

"Not today then I guess, better think it over quickly girl. I won't have any use for a used up piece of yellow trash." Mike follows this up by hocking up a load of phlegm before spitting it into your face as you look up at him from your kneeling position. Mike laughs at your shocked expression before hitting the button to indict his intention to leave to the front desk. He watches you wipe away his departing gift until the door is opened and he can leave.

Frank looks in on you from the doorway and says "Get yourself cleaned up for the next one." You can't wait to hit the shower, it's been hard to hold back the need to vomit since Mike spat on you. The water cleanses your face and washes away your tears.