Seduce John's top client, Mr. Wallace.

As I'm about to leave, John whispers in my ear, “good job your first night baby girl. This will be an amazing week for everyone. Tomorrow, I’ll be hosting a seminar for my clients at a conference center. Here is the address “he hands me a paper with a midtown Manhattan address. I want you to dress classy yet sexy. Tomorrow, our plan is for you to seduce my top client, Mr. Wallace. Just a heads up, he tends to be a bit racy so tread lightly in your conversation.” He hands me $1,000 and continues, “here’s a little upfront.” I thank him and leave.

The next day, I roam through my closet, searching for the right outfit. I decide upon an outfit that I bought 2 years ago. It’s a short black dress with a full length copper in the front. Fortunately my measurements haven’t changed, although the outfit does have a slightly tighter and more revealing fit than I remember. I contemplate if it’s too revealing, and decide that is sexy and classy enough, which hopefully outweighs the slight bit of unprofessionalism. I do a quick dance in the mirror to make sure nothing pops out, and I head towards the conference.

When I arrive, at the address, I notice it is a hotel. I go to the front desk and mention John’s name. I’m escorted down a short hallway to conference room. Inside are two dozen or so chairs facing a podium. There is a smart board with a messaging saying “Welcome to the 2026 client appreciate seminar” with a countdown timer showing 7:34 remaining. About 10 people are here, all professionally dressed and mingling amongst each other. I nervously look around until I see John who is talking to a couple middle aged me. We make eye contact and he waves me over.

“Gentleman, this is Ms. Jenny, my secretary. Jenn, this is Mr. Singh and Mr. Wallace.” John hands me his room key, “in case I need anything during the event, you can grab it for me.”

My focus was immediately on Mr. Wallace, as he’s John’s top client and the man I am tasked with seducing. Mr. Wallace is wearing a large belt, a cowboy hat and a very stern face. Mr. Wallace shakes my hand back and says, “I am a fifth generation, American loving Texan here to make money and keep the greed government out of my pockets. Nice to meet you.”

Giving the hint from John that he’s very political, and the fact that I feel tested I responded with a like-minded mentality, “I’m a third-generation American citizen who hates seeing hard working tax dollar get wasted by idiot politicians. Refreshing to meet a true American man like you, Mr. Wallace.”

Mr. Wallace smiles and extends his hand. His firm hands nearly crush my tiny soft fingers. I can tell he’s strong and powerful.

When the presentation begins, I sit next to him towards the back. He spent the entire first half of the presentation rambling in my ear about all the political problems he believes in; generation is lazy, immigration, voting, anti-affirmative action etc. the entire time I just nodded, giggled and agreed with him.

Realizing there’s only 20 minutes of this presentation left. I decided it was time to make a move. I wasn’t here to make a friend. I was here to finish a job. While taking a sip of Diet Coke, I “accidentally” spill a decent amount on his lap. I quickly say, “I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry, let me clean that up for you.” Before he could respond, I pull out a few napkins and begin dabbing them on his crotch to remove the water. I act oblivious that the surface pressure on the other side of this thin, now wet slacks is his cock. I make sure my soft hands put a little pressure on it as I do. After a few seconds of dabbing, I notice he’s not stopping me. iI get a new napkin and start brushing it harder, rubbing his pants up and down against his very long shaft. I feel his cock start to harden so I know I’m on the right track. I whisper in his ear, “I’m so so so sorry, Mr. Wallace. You appear to be around the same size as Mr. John. I brought an extra pair of slacks just in case something happened; It’s in his room upstairs. Come with me, I'll get it and you can wear it.

I stand up and head towards the elevator, making sure to sway my hips while I walk. I also very subtly hike up my dress so the very bottom of my butt cheeks poke out. I pull my dress down a bit to draw attention to my butt.

When the elevator doors open, the other guests make just enough room for us to enter. Mr. Wallace enters first and I enter right behind him. I turn around so that my butt is an inch from his groin and hit floor 11. During the ride up, the elevator stops twice, once on floor 6 and again on floor 10. Each time, I make sure to bump my ass against his crotch and brush it a little. Not too much to be obvious, just enough to keep him horny.

When we reach floor 11, we both exit and head down a short hallway to room 1132. On my way towards the room he says, "You know, I am not usually interested in Chinese girls, but you are smart, sexy and have a good head on your shoulders." That is the most insulting compliment I have ever received. I'm not Chinese and that comment is super racist. I bite my tongue, remember my assignment and respond with a giggle.

When we approach room 1132, I place the key against the magnetic strip and the door open. As I enter the apartment, I feel him hike my dress above my waist, exposing my entire butt, red thong and all. The moment I close the door, he bends me over and gives me ass 5 or 6 hard smacks. Wallace says, "You have been teasing me all night. Don't act like you don't like you don't like it. I've watched enough Asian porn to know how to treat your kind."

In any other situation in my life, I would slap the hell out of him, run out, scream and make a HUGE scene. I took a deep breath, remembered how much I need the money and literally just took it. I stand up to grab John's pants from the closet when Mr. Wallace barks, "stop and look at me". I stop in my tracks at his command, turn around, and stare at his eyes like a puppy. He continues, "John told me before I arrived that you are my gift for the hour. John should be here in about 10 minutes, so we are going get started right now.

Mr. Wallace reaches his strong right hand up towards my breasts and grabs my dress zipper. With one hard thrust, he pulls it down, opening my dress. In fact, it pulled the zipper down so hard that the zipper broke off the dress. I'm staring at Mr. Wallace in nothing but my underwear. He reaches out and begins groping both breasts with his enormous hands. At first through my bra, but shortly after under it. he rips off my bra and begins aggressively twisting and pinching my nibbles. He grabs my ass and presses it against his body, groping me as he pleases. He shoves his tongue down my throat and slides his hands all over my ass, pushing his middle finger inside me butt hole in one hard, unexpected thrust. I do everything I can not to bite down on his tongue. He then pulls my thong up so high that it is wedging my pussy. The elastic pressure against my pussy begins to really hurt. Fortunately, a moment later, my panties snap in half and the pressure diminish. Unfortunately, my entire outfit and undergarments are now destroyed.

Mr. Wallace picks my 95 lb. body up and throws me on the bed. He tells me to get on all fours and don't turn around. I do as told. I hear his pants drop to the floor and presume he's now naked. His right hand grabs my ponytail by the roots and in a deep voice he says, "you're about to get fucked by a successful white man. Your parents would be proud." He lowers his hands and begins massaging my pussy. I have to admin, it does feel amazing. He continues, "Your little Chinese pussy is already soaking wet. I knew you were a whore." Then, with one thrust, he takes his massive dick and pushes it inside my pussy. Using his right hand, he continues to slap my ass while calling me a whore and tells me to say, "I am your slut." I do as he says, repeating the words again and again. The pain of his massive cock is nearly unbearable. I hold back tears of pain as he pounds and degrades me. For some reason, I cum quicker than I ever had before. The explosion of my juices makes my tight pussy even smoother, causing Mr. Wallace's unprotected dick to shoot his thick cum deep inside me. I continue to thrust my ass back, helping his throbbing dick shoot the final loads inside me.

We both lie down and relax for a moment. I open my eyes to the sound of a slow clap. I look over and notice that John is in the room. In the midst of our loud, domination sex, I must not have hears him enter the room. Like last time, he's standing up stroking himself. Mr. Wallace says, get on the floor on all fours. I'll take you to your next job. I do as he says and go on the floor on all four limbs. Mr. Wallace again grabs my ponytail near the scalp and walks me towards Johns hard dick.

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When I arrive, he immediately thrusts it in my mouth and begins pumping. Mr. Wallace keeps his hands firmly on my hair, so I have no control over my mouth. Knowing this, John pushes his cock deeper down my throat than I thought was possible. His dick so deep down my throat that it begins pulsing on his cock. Finally John removes his cock from my mouth and I begin coughing non stop. After a moment, he shoves his dick back down my tiny, 20 year old Asian throat. This process continue for several minutes, each time going a little deeper and for a little longer. Mr. Wallace begins slapping my pussy with his other hand. This causes me to have another orgasm, dripping cum on the floor while John violates me mouth. John then says, "now". Mr. Wallace moves his hands from my ponytail to my neck.

Using all his ****, he thrusts my head so deep against John's crotch that his dick goes entirely down my throat. I feel his balls pressed against my chin and then inside my mouth alongside his cock. A thick cream begins to fill me throat as John thrusts as hard as he can. I begin to tear and chock, but John doesn't stop.

When I feel like I'm about to pass out, Mr. Wallace lets go of my ponytail and John pulls out. I spend the next several minutes couching cum out of my throat. When I'm better and regulated, I notice Mr. Wallace is gone. John hands me another $1,000 and says, good job and see you tomorrow. Dress appropriately, because tomorrow we will.

I am motived to continue by LIKES and I create paths based on your COMMENTS. Control this young Asian hoe.

Where do I go tomorrow?

1) John's friends yacht.

2) An X rated movie theater

3) A public park

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