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Chapter 3
by
Cmello
Does she agree to his demands?
She agrees: the next day - current debt $3,700
Amanda agrees to be the mechanic’s stripper for a bachelor party to pay for the car and since he had her address he insisted he pick her up for the event. She couldn’t really refuse.
The night of the party he arrived in his supped up mustang. Of course he had brought an outfit for Amanda after making her give him her measurements over the phone. Picking her up the man was crass and vulgar. Talking about his “little white submissive slut”. He made Amanda give him her phone. He told her only the boys could have records of this night.
They were driving 15 minutes when he pulled over deep in the hood. The nigger requested another blowjob before they got to the party. Amanda didn’t want to get dropped off here and stranded on a Saturday night so she complied. She sucked his cock again at least this time he gave her a warning before cumming.
After the blowjob Amanda asked “how much further until we get to the house and how much did that knock off my bill?”
The black man smile, “nothin. You still owe $3700. Now. Put on a smile. We bout to have us a fun night. Oh and we here.”
Middle of the fucking hood. Amanda was trapped.
Amanda took her time as the mechanic went ahead of her to the backyard where she could hear the party. She opened the back door and was greeted to a whole squad of niggers. She couldn’t believe how many there were as she was just expecting a few.

Luckily there was another girl so after looking at the squad of men she made her way over to the other girl. It was a latina named, Maria, she seemed friendly and told her the these men always tipped well if you provided VIP services, which are expected for this kinda job. Amanda didn’t like the sound of that. She asked Maria what that means and Maria just smiled and said, “They’re all going to need to be fucked up and pass out or we’re going to need to milk them dry and tired them out ourselves. So use your imagination.”
Amanda smiled uneasy well aware her breath probably already smelled like cum from what she did in the car. Maria handed her a shot and said, “well, bottoms up” to Amanda before raising her voice to the men: “Shots o'clock!” The men roared their agreement and banged out some shots. Then to Amanda, Maria said, “the more we drink and encourage drinking.. the less we have to make cum.”
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Amanda’s slut adventures
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