Chapter 6 by Evie9012

What does he write?

She’s a slut

Tara watched, her heart pounding, as Jim flipped open the notebook and picked up the pencil. He had a wicked grin on his face, and his eyes sparkled with a mix of mischief and intent.

"Let's see what we can do about making sure you're the perfect little slut, huh?" he said, his voice a low, teasing drawl. He began to write, his hand moving swiftly across the page.

"Espresso Cafe: New Rule: Tara, the author of the original rule, is to be used as a sexual plaything by all white men within the café. She is to dress in clothes that emphasize her body and are appropriate for a slut. She is to be available at all times and is to do whatever is asked of her without complaint."

As soon as Jim finished writing, Tara felt a strange sensation wash over her. It was like a wave of warmth and lust, and suddenly, she felt an overwhelming desire to please and be used by the white men in the café. She looked down at her clothes, a simple t-shirt and jeans, and she felt a deep sense of dissatisfaction. She wanted to look good, to be desired. She wanted to be a slut.

Jim looked up at her, his grin widening as he saw the change in her. "Well, what are you waiting for, Tara? Go change into something more appropriate. I'm sure we can find some suitable clothes for you around here."

Tara shuddered, but she couldn't help the thrill of excitement that ran through her. She stood up, her body already tingling with anticipation, and started walking towards the back room where the barista and the white man had disappeared earlier. She knew what she had to do, and she was eager to begin.

As she walked, she noticed that the other patrons were already starting to respond to the new rule. The Indian women were moving with a new confidence, their bodies language flirtatious and inviting. The white men were eyeing them with clear interest, and a few had already started to approach them.

Tara felt a deep sense of satisfaction and arousal as she pushed open the door to the back room. This was what she wanted, what she had always fantasized about. And now, with Jim's rules, she would become the perfect little slut, used and desired by all the white men in the café.