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Thread: From Feminist to Fuckslut (BimboficationNeeded & BlackestKnight)

He reached out taking Dawn's hand in his own, she was warm to the touch or maybe he just made her feel that way, looking her over with lewd intent on his mind. Her man wasn't very far from them, looking on helplessly as some ravenous black brute handed his woman a drink and conversed with her about who knows what, it must have been humiliating on some level to have his girlfriend taken from him like that without so much as a word, to see his woman unwind with a man who was everything he was not. Then again, some guys would have been thrilled to have that happen, encourage it even. Keyshawn didn't care either way, her man could have been right there while they went at it and he wouldn't have acknowledged him as anything but scenery. He could tell that something was slightly off about this woman. Yes she was an uppity feminist cunt, but there was something more he couldn't quite pin down about her personality. Did she not know that she was no different than any of the other freaks he smutted out? Was she a closet freak? All women wanted to be reminded of their inferiority through the act of rough dominant sex with an alpha male. Only an alpha male could bring out their inner bimbo. He wanted to test her and so he reached out tucking his hand to the curve of her hip, he leaned in whispering something within ear range .You like my hand right there, don't you Dawn? guiding her to somewhere more secluded where they could carry on their conversation in private. The side backyard yard most likely.
Thread: From Feminist to Fuckslut (BimboficationNeeded & BlackestKnight)

The sudden grab of his hand was pretty surprising. She hadn't expected that he would grab for her like that, and for a moment she stood there obviously unsure of what to do. She had no idea what he intended to do with her, but she wasn't happy about it no matter what it was. She kept a stern look his way as he held on, and when suddenly he leaned in and set a hand on her hips she tensed for a moment. It had been a long time since Dawn ha been touched like that in public. She didn't respond to his question at first, and for a few moments she walked with him towards his intended destination. Unfortunately for him Dawn didn't have any interest in going off to a more private area. She knew that an audience was the way that she could make her cranking more audible and threatening, so he was only able to move her a few feet before she planted her feet firmly on the ground and stared up at him with a firm look in her eyes. We are not going outside, Keyshawn, or moving this to another room. We are doing this right here, right now, where everyone can see it. Dawn informed him in a strong tone that fit the firm look in her eyes. She had found that making a scene in public was the best way to make people like Keyshawn reconsidering how good their actions were for their reputation. She slammed his hand on the wrist to force his hand off of her hip before ripping her hand out of his.code
Thread: From Feminist to Fuckslut (BimboficationNeeded & BlackestKnight)

We are not going outside, Keyshawn, or moving this to another room. We are doing this right here, right now, where everyone can see it. Keyshawn stopped in his tracks seeing that Dawn had rooted herself firmly to that spot, refusing to budge an inch. The party around them grew eerily silent. They were being watched by nearly everyone. Aware of the sudden change in the atmosphere, he took another sip of his cup expecting cold conditions. He was hoping this wouldn't lead to a big open spectacle but she was intent on voicing her mind. Ok, So what's your problem anyway snowflake? He could tell from her general tone and resisting disposition that she didn't have fun or games in mind. You should be careful what you say now, everyone's watching. He circled Dawn like a shark scoping out the prey, looking for a weakness for him to exploit.
Thread: From Feminist to Fuckslut (BimboficationNeeded & BlackestKnight)

Dawn had to push down a smug look when she felt the entire attitude of the party shirt around her due to her rejecting his request to go outside. This had been what she was hoping for. She had a lot of shit to be mad at him about, and hopefully bitching about it with all eyes on them would finally get him to rethink his actions. Her stern eyes remained on him as he began slowly circling her. She had the narrowed eyed look of a cornered animal looking to strike back. She set her own drink down on a nearby table so she could focus on him. My problem? What's my problem? You're my problem, Keyshawn. You're the asshole guy that I see strutting around campus, treating women like shit, smoking weed, and acting all cocky. There's no name associated with sexism at this school better than yours, and I'm not going to put up with it anymore. She declared in a firm tone. Dawn didn't care if anyone else was watching her and wasn't going to relax her criticisms of him and his attitude.
Thread: From Feminist to Fuckslut (BimboficationNeeded & BlackestKnight)

Following the campus party spectacle, Keyshawn began to watch Dawn more carefully, keeping with her inner circle of friends. Dawn's closest friend, a cute little tart by the name of Ellen . Though Ellen was known to play for the other team, it didn't stop Keyshawn from going after what he wanted in the girl. He saw a weakness in her. One night he'd gotten the girl to unwind, going so far as to grind against him in a dark bar. She stopped herself just short of going back to his place, but she said something he found particularly interesting. She opened up talking about her strict southern upbringing. How she found Keyshawn intriguing though she didn't usually like guys. She didn't want to betray her friend Dawn but her curiosity got the best of her. He eventually did get her number and the two began to carry on a friendship on the side. He text the girl, a picture of him from the waist down leaving very little to the imagination. He also shared porn featuring petite white girls with large black men, her favorite kind apparently. He even got her to pose for a few provocative selfies. Tonight however, they be meeting up to do the real thing...at her place, which she also shared with Dawn, who was out of town for break. It was an all around awful idea but it was too enticing for her to simply pass up. Having sex on dawn's bed with her most hated enemy. Keyshawn maneuvered over to where Ellen sat on the Sofa, handing her the drink he mixed for her. He offered to take her coat. So at home he was in her place. He leaned in close, whispering something into her ear. Go back and change into something nice for me His hand wrapping around her inner thigh.
Thread: From Feminist to Fuckslut (BimboficationNeeded & BlackestKnight)

Dawn had been pretty satisfied with herself following the encounter with Keyshawn. When he left it there she had thought that he had been at least intimidated by her, which hopefully meant that he had would cut down on some of his shitty behaviors. The cockiness that she had done what she wanted got her to not even pay much mind to him. She had never considered that he would do anything to her after that, especially to the impressive degree that he decided to get back at her. When Dawn left to go home for break she had left knowing that at least Keyshawn wouldn't fuck with any girls while she was gone. Oh, how wrong she was. Ellen had known a bit about her distaste for Keyshawn, but after meeting him at the bar and getting to know him she had found herself unable to resist the same charm that had brought a lot of women to his bed. He was handsome to be sure, and had a firmness about him that was a lot different than a lot of the men that she had interacted with in the past. Her last relationship had gone south not too long ago, so she had a lot of pent up energy that needed somewhere to be directed. Ellen didn't feel bad as things continued to get kinkier since he provided good company as well. The idea of him coming over was pretty worrying, but there was no reason that she could resist an idea as arousing as that. She grinned widely as he handed the drink over to her. A small sip came before he purred into her ear. Just wait here. She purred before pulling away. Her lips grazed along his jawline before she moved into her room. Like Dawn her parents were pretty wealthy, so the two of them shared one of the larger on campus housing with separate rooms for the beds. Most of her clothing was boring, but she had something interesting. When she emerged she was wearing something she was pretty sure Dawn didn't know she had. An old girlfriend of hers had a maid fetish and she still had the outfit from back them, a tight black and white lacy garment that barely covered her tits and had a skirt that didn't go past her ass. Gloves on her hands, stockings attached to a garter belt, and even a small maid-styled headpiece sat on her head. What do you think? Ellen purred as she slowly turned around and gave him a look at her ass under the flared skirt.
Thread: From Feminist to Fuckslut (BimboficationNeeded & BlackestKnight)

Keyshawn didn't waste any time going after the plucky maid. Her slutty costume complimented her girlish form, she wasn't curvy like her friend Dawn, but she made up for it with her kinky side. Nothing was off limits for Ellen. He rose to his feet, his hand exploring her lithe body, finding her torso. He rubbed the area between her legs, building up heat in her swollen pussy lips, her panties soaked through from his touch. Ellen being the bitch in heat that she was only craved him more. He pinned her against the wall with her arms raised above her head. He eclipsed her completely. Her body was completely under his whim. He instructed the girl over to where he sat on the couch. Take your panties off whore. Let me see you rub that pussy of yours He reached over giving her ass a rough smack, his hand lingered on her pale backside for a moment. You like my black hand on your milky white ass huh? What would your parents say if they saw you whoring yourself to a nigger. He wanted to see her beg and plead and lose herself to the lust.
Thread: From Feminist to Fuckslut (BimboficationNeeded & BlackestKnight)

Ellen could see the excitement in her eyes and was happy about it. She wanted the full experience. She groaned loudly at the hand exploring the meager curves of her body and her entire body seemed to tremble at the hand exploring her tight pussy. Her pussy had been moist before, but now she was soaking. A soft grunt came at being pinned at the wall but again she found the experience more arousing than anything she had experience before. The long-haired brunette quickly hurried over to where he was sitting on the couch. She had been looking forward to this ever since the two of them had first met at the bar and right now she was going to make sure that she got all sorts of enjoyment off of it. Her fingers were reaching for her panties when she yelped at the strong slap that was delivered to her rear There wasn't much there to jiggle at his touch. She hooked her fingers in her panties and pushed them down to reveal her soaking wet pussy. I love how it feels, Keyshawn. My parents would be absolutely shocked at their darling little girl with you. She replied before letting out a soft moan of arousal at her fingers dipping into her own moist vagina.
Thread: From Feminist to Fuckslut (BimboficationNeeded & BlackestKnight)

Keyshawn peeled back the rim of her miniskirts getting a good peak of her cunt, it glistened to the touch. Bitch kept it smooth and bald, you could tell she didn't have too many dicks so far in her life. His dick would darken her pussy up, loosen it up and ruin it. She would never be the same from having her first black cock. Keyshawn continued to inspect her cunt with those big black fingers of his, spreading her pussy lips apart. The look on her face said it all, she burned with passion and craved every inch of his. He looked up at her seeing her eyes roll back with each finger he teased her with. Picking her up by the ass, he pulled Ellen onto his lap with little effort. She was like a child on her father laps. Her nigger daddy would give her a nice surprise she always wanted. He unzipped, freeing his fleshy rapestick. Go ahead baby girl and get up on that black stallion. You want this nigger cock, go ahead say it. I know it's in you.
Thread: From Feminist to Fuckslut (BimboficationNeeded & BlackestKnight)

The last time that Ellen had taken a cock it had been in late high school when she wasn't yet sure of her sexuality, but that disappointing white cock from someone she met at church had definitely not offered the kind of experience that she was looking for The fingers running along her pussy had the brunette moaning and shivering with a growing arousal. She needed this. Her small body was easily picked up in his strong hands to be sat on his expansive lap. There was no way that Ellen could deny an appealing offer like the chance to ride his massive cock. The picture had been great, but seeing it flop free in front of her nearly had her drooling in arousal. This was definitely going to make for a different experience. She eagerly started to move into position but with her slim body and his wide frame she was unable to straddle him and instead settled her thighs on top of his I want your big, fat, black cock inside of me. She groaned out with lust thick in her voice as she raised her hips up and lined the entrance of her tight pussy up with her entrance. A moment later her hips pushed down, and just the fat head pushing into her had a cry of pleasure flowing from her lips.
Thread: From Feminist to Fuckslut (BimboficationNeeded & BlackestKnight)

BimboficationNeeded said The last time that Ellen had taken a cock it had been in late high school when she wasn't yet sure of her sexuality, but that disappointing white cock from someone she met at church had definitely not offered the kind of experience that she was looking for The fingers running along her pussy had the brunette moaning and shivering with a growing arousal. She needed this. Her small body was easily picked up in his strong hands to be sat on his expansive lap. There was no way that Ellen could deny an appealing offer like the chance to ride his massive cock. The picture had been great, but seeing it flop free in front of her nearly had her drooling in arousal. This was definitely going to make for a different experience. She eagerly started to move into position but with her slim body and his wide frame she was unable to straddle him and instead settled her thighs on top of his I want your big, fat, black cock inside of me. She groaned out with lust thick in her voice as she raised her hips up and lined the entrance of her tight pussy up with her entrance. A moment later her hips pushed down, and just the fat head pushing into her had a cry of pleasure flowing from her lips. Click to expand... Don't say black, say nigger. It's hotter that way He groaned feeling her little cunt settle around his massive girth. A hand found it's way around her throat. Handling her very roughly now, he pulled her down forcing his lips over hers. He could feel her body shudder and convulse with unadulterated need. He was working her up to do nastier things. Show me how much of a nasty nigger's whore you are. I need a white slut slave to abuse and degrade. I'm your nigger master, got that? Grabbing a hand full of hair, he bent her over the couch and gave her what she truly deserved. His big black cock was nearly too much for her little body to take. His hips bucked faster and harder until she couldn't take much more. His powerful black hands played her little body like an accordion. He kept calling her every insulting degrading name he could think of. Take this cock you stupid little white trash cracker slut. You like when I call you a cracker, don't you? He shoved it in all the way in as he delivered that hateful line. His beautiful big black balls slapped her bare ass, he didn't care if he broke her soul, he was too focused on putting her in her place, literally. Inferior Whites should be at the bottom serving black cock Somehow he'd knew this kind of insulting would turn her on even more or at least get her to break character and say something hot outright.
Thread: From Feminist to Fuckslut (BimboficationNeeded & BlackestKnight)

She opened her mouth to reply, but before she had a chance to do it she felt his strong hand wrap around her neck and was forced into the kiss. His impressive size had it so that even making out with him was enough to make her feel small and overwhelmed against him. Her body trembled gently against him even when she took a few deep breaths at the end of the kiss. Y-yes, I understand! She groaned as she felt herself wrenched into place by her hair and bent over the back of the couch. The moment that his cock slammed deep inside of her tight cunt a loud scream of pleasure flowed from her lips. Ellen's body had stopped trembling in arousal and had instead taken up a tensing which had her body tightening down on his thick shaft with even more force. Having a dick that big inside of her had a bit of pain shooting through her body, but right now she was forcing herself to ignore the discomfort of the stretching and focus on the wild lust of the surrounding situation. Every lewd, lustful, and degrading word he threw her way had her even more aroused and needy. Her ass pushed back at him to help make sure that his cock would slam as deep inside as possible with every stroke of his hips. Yes, I'm here to take your big nigger cock! Use my white pussy! Ellen gasped out as her unfamiliar sense of total desire flooded her body.
Thread: A Mother's Trials (Tesora & Greeneyed23)

Elizabeth knew the King meant to spend the night in her home. She would just have to make sure to lock the door and keep her children with her. She would hardly put it past William to use one of her children to get what he wanted nor did she trust his men with the welfare of her daughter. Catherine was still a child but held the promise of beauty and grace and some men would desire an innocent child in their bed. Something she would certainly not allow. She sipped at the broth before her. A small feast had been laid out of a fine venison. Parts were stewed, others roasted and there was of course apple tarts and dried fig paste to go on the fresh baked bread. The ravenous way in which William ate made Elizabeth wish she'd asked for less at supper but one had to make exceptions when entertaining the king. Grabbing her glass of honeyed wine, she took a sip before lowering the goblet to the table. Ravishing was of course not how she would describe herself this evening. She'd opted to veil her hair as was proper of a married woman and wore a simple dark green gown, a circlet of silver holding her veil in place. Your Majesty, I fear I am not a woman who is set on the idea of marrying once more. At least not yet. Many who had supposedly fallen on the battlefield of Jerusalem have come home. Why, was it not Lord Edward of Pemberely who came home only a year ago...I was told but my husband was dead, as was Lady Pemberely and what a surprise it was for her to be remarried and with child with Lord Edward returning back from the dead. What a mistake it would be if my husband returned to find me re-married aye? she asked, looking at him before brushing her hair back from her face and stole a glance at Catherine. I do thank you for the necklace and I'm sure Catherine is thankful for her new ring though her small finger could wear such a thing now. She's much to young...but I do thank you... Swallowing, she took a deep breath and then took another sip of her wine. She didn't say anything about his demands of her food nor of how he'd placed himself in the largest chair reserved for the Lord of the Keep and surrounding villages but it did make her angry. However, showing her angry would do little but anger him and then where would she be if he decided to seize her lands for treason. It was a fine line she walked in refusing his suit. He'd do better with a French alliance that might better secure their border but dared not say that. Offending the king could indeed be treason and she had two children to think about. Should I have one of my servants prepare a room for your majesty or will you be traveling further before nightfall? she asked him curiously.
Thread: A Mother's Trials (Tesora & Greeneyed23)

Yes I will need a room thank you Elizabeth. His eyes continued to drag over her with the same lust, ignoring the little shit behind her. ---------------------- Nathan refused to ever eat with the King, but that did not stop him from watching the King with the same hate as ever in his eyes, though he was careful not to let the King see that nor his mother or sister. he knew full well Catherine would berate him about it and his mother would not like him giving away his feelings about the King. He did get one of the maids to slip his mother note though. Mom. His guards are drinking all the wine and have all the serving wenches around with them. I got Catherine to go upstairs and try on your jewelry but they are getting rowdy. What do you want me to do? Angry as he was the boy was not stupid and knew that he could not do anything with twenty full grown and armed and armored men. ---------------- Hours and many miles later his father had similar problem but unlike his son he had a solution far more dynamic than telling his mother. Roland had followed a slaver into the heart of the city and found him surrounded by bodyguards, and himself cut off by a thick gate. At a quick count there was twelve of them, in addition to six archers. First he drew down on the six archers and silently killed them all, shooting them all from the front the force of the impact forcing them to fall back. As he snuck about killing them he moved every closer to his target, who was discussing the sale of children of various ages to known deviants. Roland smiled to himself and shook his head. he crawled to a point right above them all and first dropped a small barrel of old mead he had found. Right into the fire. it exploded straight up but the force winded those surrounding, while the suddenly hot mead splashed over them. As they screamed he dropped down letting his weight drive his blades through two on one side and a third on the other, then he wrenched his body spinning slashing throats, cutting off headings and limbs with rapidity and brutality that in mere moments left him the sole living being in the room save the slaver. The slaver held up his hands and began to beg. please sir? Do not kill me. I will do anything! You can have all my stock! All my profits!! Please!? Roland's eyes narrowed as he moved toward the man. in the name of the holy Trinity and the Holy City you have defiled with your despicable actions, i name you corpse. What? Wait! I- Roland spun on his heel bringing his blade down at a harsh angle and thus cut the man's head off. he then found the keys and profits and set about both freeing and paying the slaves so they could get safely home. When asked why by a small girl he touched her face lightly. because I have a daughter about your age. now get home little one.