Yes, Rachel an Arabic social outcast

Rachel tears up and enthusiastically nods her heads. She kneels and hugs one of your legs while nodding her head.

"Yes, yes, yes. Thank you for this chance my goddess."

Rachel was an eighteen year old Arabic girl who had transferred to this school during Sharon's junior year. Given the fact that most of these spoiled kids soaked in any prejudice that their parents spewed about Muslims like a dry sponge, no one wanted to interact with her when she arrived. The only time that anyone in the school talked to her was when boys made lewd and racist advances. In fact, about a month ago, a group of boys had cornered her after school to **** her. The only reason they didn't is because you and other members of the cult had come to confront them about their debts to the cult. No one stiffed the cult out of their money. After you were done squeezing the boys of their money, including late fees, you had belittled Rachel who had been cowering in the corner by telling her that she should be lucky to have been at the wrong place at the right time because her god wouldn't have done anything to help her. Then you leaned down and told her that maybe she should look into worshipping a new deity. Who knew she decided that that was you?

After thinking about for moment, you decided that you liked this new Rachel.

"Rachel. Look up."

"Yes my goddess?"

Suddenly, you slapped her and watched as she stumbled to the floor. Then you looked at her with a malicious grin and started to yell at her.

"Who said that you could touch your goddess without her permission whore? I bet a slutty thing like you thought that I would just let you touch me since I was putting you above Stacy. Maybe I shouldn't. Maybe I shouldn't even let you be my ****."

After you said that Rachel, holding a hand to the cheek that you had just slapped, looked at you with fear and horror. She then bowed down to you quivering with both fear and excitement.

"Please, my goddess. Forgive this worthless slutty whore of her transgression. I'll do anything to be able to bask in your light and aura."

"Good. You know your place whore. Now you better show by showing me what you look like under that cloth. Let us all see what a worthless Muslim girl looks like without clothes on."

Upon hearing you say that, Rachel cried tears of joys and began to stripped down. After she was done, you saw that you had an impressive set of E cup breasts. You then leaned down and roughly grabbed her left breast. When you heard her moaned, you decided to test a theory and sharply twisted her nipple. After hearing her scream in ecstasy, you knew you were right. Rachel wasn't just submissive, she was also a pain slut. You chuckled mischievously.

"Oh you are just perfect. Now grab your rags and let's get you and Sharon your makeovers."

Hearing that, Rachel grabbed her clothes and walk with you to Stacy's Range Rover with Stacy crawling behind the two of you. You twirl the keys on your finger as you walk to the car. When you get to the Rover, you hit the button on the key to pop the trunk open.

"All right. Stacy goes in the trunk and Rachel sits in front passenger seat. Also, while I drive us to our location, Rachel, I want you to set up your phone to record you as you masturbate on our way there. However, if you cum before I tell you, there will a punishment. And Stacy, I want to just lay in the trunk think over all of the places you went wrong in going against me. Think about just how weak you truly are compared to a goddess like me."

Stacy whimpers out a "yes" and then crawls into the trunk with you signaling the trunk closed behind her. As you turn to go to the driver side door, you see it open with Rachel kneeling in front of it like a stepstool. Grin at this sight and walk over to the driver side door. You make sure to slowly step into the car, listening to her moaning at your debasement of her. After you sit yourself comfortably into the driver's seat, Rachel closes the door for you and then quickly runs to the other side and sits herself in the front passenger seat. As she gets her phone setup to record, you roughly grab her velvet black hair and **** her to look you in the face.

"I almost forgot to tell you what your reward will be if you manage to not cum. Your reward is that you get to choose where I put your brand on your body."

At hearing this, you literally smell her arousal spike as her pussy starts to leak more juice.

"Now get that video going. And make sure to moan loudly. This video is going into my masturbation collection as well as being a gift to certain individuals."

You then let go of her hair and start the car to head to your location. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Rachel spread her legs open and begin her masturbation video.

Oh, Rachel was going to be so much fun to play with.