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Bad little white slut disciplined

So there I sat, anxious, well into my dirty vigil, checking my phone from time to time for a text message from Patricia. The interior of the car was cool now and September rain washed everything on the dark neatly line striped parking lot where I waited. The west wing of the red brick hotel building loomed to my front and my erection had me shifting in my seat. I couldn’t help but to wonder if one of the many windows I was seeing was the window to the room my girlfriend was in. My mind wandered, conjuring gifs depicting what was certainly happening up there as I waited in the car for her to return to me and make the drive back to our own hotel where she would confess and then be disciplined. It had now been almost two hours. I didn’t think it would take this long but here I was, still waiting. They were up there…fucking. And furthermore, they had been fucking for a long while. I had found him online. Patricia enjoys the attention of well hung black men. I enjoy watching her pleasured by them and in some instances, dropping her off for dates with them. That being said, that process of trying to discern personality and intent began and came to fruition and I trusted he was someone of the perfect chemistry for this type of thing-safe but dirty. Pictures were exchanged and Patricia really liked him so he was treated to her phone number and the dirty chatting began. He would send video clips to her phone featuring him “owning” another man’s wife. Sometimes he’d be fucking a woman in a hotel room, sometimes he’d have a “slut wife” bent over, dress pulled up over her ass in a public restroom or in broad daylight by the roadside. They were always middle aged with plump asses and he always gave it to them good. My girlfriend came to enjoy him talking about what he would do to her “tight white pussy” when he finally got to meet her. She responded readily to his dirty banter. ”Want some of that black cock?” “Please sir.” “Guess where I want to put that???” “I think you want to put it in my mouth, pussy and ass.” “You’re going to let me, understand?” “yes sir” “You’re an obedient white soccer mom slut” They would chat just about every day and exchange pictures. She’d show me their dirty banter and I’d encourage her in it. We’d fuck and she’d be so wet when I’d ask what she was going to let her black boyfriend do to her. Now he had my girlfriend up there. Patricia and her black boyfriend were fucking. Judging by the length of time her date was taking, it was obvious she was now one of his white sluts. I just knew he was pumping deep into her cunt…and ass. He was probably telling her he was going to fuck her often from now on…maybe every week and she was agreeing to it, calling him “sir”. Earlier in the evening she’d been sitting beside me on the towel covered seat all prettied up and packaged for her sire in a short, revealing dress that failed to cover the tops of the fishnet stockings she’d pulled over her thick thighs back in our room. I had watched her as she got ready for her date, performing a reverse-kind-of strip tease, slowly putting on each piece of lingerie, and pausing to ask me if I thought he’d like it. At last she stood in front of me like a finished work of art, short, red-auburn hair primped and pert, bedroom eyes bright and sexy, blushing lips full and ready to please him, short dark green wrap dress hugging her hips and stockinged thighs, boobs pressing against green fabric, offering themselves just barely inside. She had that dirty gleam in her deep brown eyes. “Show me how you’re going to bend over the bed for him.” And with that she’d placed her freshly manicured hands flat on the hotel mattress and seductively lowered her chest onto it, spreading her feet a good distance apart on the carpet, pushing her plump, firm ass up at me, turning her pretty face to me, smiling. “I’ll bend over for him like this, sir.” I stepped behind her and pushed her dress up over her soft, thong graced ass and played with it. Pushing on the rim of the fat butt plug I’d inserted I then gave her two swats. “You fucking slut.” “Ohhhh yesss. I’m a black…cock…slut” “In a little while what’s going down, huh?” “I’m going to get…fucked…by a black man, honey. I can’t wait to get to his room and suck his black…cock. Then he’s going to put me on his bed and lick my pussy. Then I KNOW he’s going to fuck me…hard…and deep. I hope you don’t mind, sir.” “It pleases me that you let black men fuck you. You’re to do as he tells you. When he’s done with you, slut, I’ll bring you back here and discipline you and take you back.” “Oh, I’ll definitely need a spanking, baby. You’ll have to take your pussy back.” “I expect plenty of his cum inside you when I pick you up.” “Yes sir. I’ll let him put all he wants in me.” Then after our little talk I had pulled her dress back down, covering her up again and I had put Karl’s date safely in the car and we’d driven the eight minutes or so to his hotel. Now she’d been up in his room for quite a while. I bet he liked the black thong that trimmed her phat firm ass when she bent over and I was sure she had bent over the bed for him in his room like she’d told me she would. On our way here to his hotel I teased her. I had carefully reached over as I drove and slid my hand between her stockinged thighs and she had responded by spreading her legs wide enough in the little car for me to rub her. The inadequate little strip of panty material trying to cover her was already wet as I slid my fingers down below her warm tummy, feeling her swollen labia through the fabric. My fingertips touched the rim of the butt plug I had inserted in her and I questioned her, as I rubbed up and down slowly on her warm wetness, “Who’s pussy is that?” “That’s Karl’s pussy. I hope you don’t mind.” “That pleases me, honey. What are you now?” She squirmed in the seat pushing her legs wider open, probably thinking about him. “I’m Karl’s…little…white…slut”. “Yes, you are, and when you walk into his room and he closes that door behind you, you’ll do as he tells you.” “Yes sir. I’m going to have his big black cock in my mouth.” “You’re anxious to get fucked by another man, aren’t you?” “Is that okay, baby?” I tried to concentrate on driving down the parkway and rubbing her panties as his hotel came up on our right. “I like it when you let other men fuck you. I want him to fuck you often.” “Yes sir. My mouth…pussy…and ass are his to use…whenever…he wants.” Now I waited. I had watched my obedient little white soccer mom happily strut away from the car and into the four-star hotel to be used by a black man until he was finished with her. My night watch wore on. Now it had been almost two hours since my girl had disappeared into the hotel. I looked at my phone again for her message telling me she was finished but there was nothing. Who knows what he was doing to her now and what dirty things he’d used her for. I mulled over the fact that she was enjoying every minute of it. I had seen the size of his cock and could picture it violating her pretty pink oyster. The rain had finally stopped and the inside of the car was peaceful. I looked anxiously at my phone again. There she was, fucking finally. “He’s finished with me, babe. Come get me out in front.” I started the motor and pulled out of the parking space I’d occupied for two hours now, searching for the entry to the fountained promenade at the front of the building where I had dropped her off. I didn’t want her to be self-conscious, waiting in the front of the place with that obvious after-sex look and scent. There she was, stepping quickly but carefully along the street-lit pavement toward me. I put the car in park and then out and around like a gentleman, got her in and seated on the protective towel, gazing as her dress rode up her thighs. Now, driving off with the hotel in the rearview mirror it was time to talk. “Where have you been?” The dimples formed on her pretty face and her eyes sparkled as she, giggling, responded. “Oh, I was just hanging out with a friend in his hotel room.” “That big black guy you’ve been flirting with?” Giggling again…”Yes, him. Is that ok, baby?” I tried to concentrate as we merged onto the highway. “Well, I don’t know…you were up there for two hours. What did you do?” “Oh, talked some…you know, hung out.” “For two hours…Did you behave?” “Well, promise you won’t be mad, babe?” “Tell me what happened.” “Well, baby, when he let me into his room he was almost naked except for his underwear. He had a great body…strong and muscular. He started kissing me. He pressed me against the wall and had his tongue in my mouth. I couldn’t resist. I kissed him back.” “Then what?” “He was pressing against me and it felt so dirty…his strong body against mine. I guess I lost control. “ “What does that mean?” “Baby, he told me I had the most magic smile and such a pretty face. He had me against the wall, playing with my tits…he just exposed them and sucked them like they belonged to him. Then, well, he told me to get on my knees in front of him.” “And you did.” “Yes sir. I’m sorry. He dumped it out of his underwear, right in my face. Baby, it was so big and…thick. I could barely…get my hand around it. He told me to suck his cock…and I said yes sir.” “I’m pleased with that. Then what happened?” “I loved having his cock in my mouth. I must have sucked…and licked him for twenty minutes. It was hard to fit it into my mouth. Then I went over…and bent over the bed like you told me to. He came up behind me…and played with my ass and pushed my feet apart and pulled my thong to the side and rubbed the head of his cock up and down my pussy.” “You just let him…you dirty little slut.” “Baby, I was so horny…I begged him to just…fuck me. It took a little work…and hurt at first but he finally had it inside me and he started pumping. I came so fast and squirted. He told me I squirted because I was so horny for his black meat. He pumped harder and so deep I came again. Then he pulled out and wanted to lick my pussy so I got on the bed and spread my legs for him.” By then we were nearing home. I couldn’t wait to discipline her and make her mine again. I wanted to see the aftermath of two hours of him fucking my girlfriend. “Spread your legs for me.” “Yes sir.” We pulled up to our hotel and the street lighting revealed the glossy semen coating her inner thighs, her tiny tortured thong was saturated with their mingled cum. “He really made it his, didn’t he…When we get to the room I want you on the bed.” “Yes sir.” So then, through the lobby we went and to the elevator, doors closed and I pressed her against the wall and our tongues played until the third floor. Open doors, down the hallway, the little electric latch on the door clicking at the touch of my card and finally inside with the door shut behind us. Patricia put the little date bag down and stood looking at me sheepishly. “Come here.” She moved into my arms and we kissed again passionately as I lifted her dress to her waist from behind, exposing her ass…kissing her…talking. “Did you enjoy your date?” “I was obedient and did what I was told…gladly.” “Did Karl play with your ass?” “Yes sir. I loved showing it to him. He touched it…played with it…kissed it…spanked it.” “Get on the bed…on your back and spread your legs. Show me what he did to you.” Still dressed, the delinquent Patricia crawled onto the bed and rolled over, still looking sheepishly at me and pushed her thighs apart in the room light revealing her wet inner thighs to my gaze. Her tiny thong was now just a bunched black cord failing to cover her sticky labia. “Did you spread your legs like that for Karl?” “Uh huh…and he helped me.” “Tell me again what you did.” “I had a date…with a black guy.” “What happened on this date?” “Karl fucked me…and I liked it…I sucked his big…black…cock…and let him use me for his dirty pleasure. I gave him my pussy…and my ass and he took it and made it his.” “Get to the edge of the bed, slut.” “Yes sir.” She positioned herself obediently and I got out of my slacks. Pressing her thighs farther apart and easily moving her pitiful underwear to the side I rubbed my erect cock all over her sloppy labia and slapped it on her swollen clit, spap! spap! “You have so much of his cum in you, you slut.” “Mmmmmm, yes…in my pussy and ass, honey. That’s what you wanted, bad boy.” Electricity ran through my groin when I pushed into her tight honey pot, Patricia moaned, smiled, enjoying the pronounced liquid noise from their sex cocktail as I began stroking her. “How many times did he cum in you?” “I let Karl mark my little white pussy twice…and my ass once. He said I was a good little white slut.” I was stroking her sloppy, well used cooze easily, edging, not wanting to cum yet. “I’m sure he wants more. You’ll let him fuck you again, won’t you.” “I’m his…white…whore, honey. MMMM, yes…fuck me.” She rubbed two fingers on her messy clit and brought them to her mouth, licking them off. “Mmmmm…his cum is so good, baby and there’s so much of it.” Then I pulled out of her with a pronounced “Plop”, my cock glistening with his cum. “Get on all fours. I need to discipline you.” “Face down ass up.” I pulled my belt from the jeans on the floor and doubled it over, snapping it as the guilty Patricia got into position on the bed, face and chest against the mattress, cum smeared ass pushed up. Crack! The belt slapped her sticky flesh. Crack! Once again and she moaned. “Shame on you. “ I dragged the belt across her ass and stroked her labia with it’s tip. Then I got on the mattress at her face. “See that sticky mess on my cock?” “Yes.” “You know what that is?” “It’s Karl’s cum.” “Lick his cum off my cock…all of it.” “Yesssss…I love his cum…tastes soo good.” It felt so good being in her pretty mouth, watching as she sucked and licked the sticky mess off of me. Crack! The belt touched her ass…and she moaned again… “You’ve been a bad bad girl, haven’t you!” Crack! Crack! “I’ve been a dirty…black…cock…slut.” Then back behind her and sliding the tip of the belt over her ass I pushed my hard dick deep into her and thrusted three times, our fucking sounding like a bowl of pudding being stirred aggressively. Splop! Splap! Splop! “Yesss…fuck me! Spank me!” Crack! Crack! I pulled out of her messy cunt again and moved to her head. “Lick his cum off of my cock again, you bad girl!” “Yes sir…gladly.” I gave her two good lashes as she greedily cleaned his cum off then I repeated the process three more times, each time giving her three or four deep hard strokes and spanking her guilty ass and making her lick me clean. “Now I’m going to take back my ass.” “Take it back, baby. He fucked it so hard. It’s sore…go gently at first.” I pushed into her pussy again to get the natural lube, not that there wasn’t an ample supply rimming her well-fucked ass and still leaking out. She whimpered as I pushed my bulky cock into her still-tight ass. “Did you let your black boyfriend fuck your ass like this?” “Ohhhh yes. Unnnnh….Unnnh. He said I was a good white slut for showing up with a butt plug already in my ass. He made me get on the floor and he lubed me and worked his big…black…cock into my ass and then fucked me hard.” I went into her relatively easily and it was obvious he had opened her up with his dirty deed. As I stroked her faster and deeper I could see and feel his sticky-slick semen lubing my cock. “Dirty…black…anal slut!” “Yes sir. Spank me!” I picked up my belt again… Crack! Crack! “If your black boyfriend wants to fuck you again, what’re you going to do?” Crack! Her round, phat ass jiggled each time my pelvis slammed into it. There was so much cum in her. “I’m going to do as he says.” “Fucking slut!” Crack! Crack! “Unnh…Unnnh…spank my ass…fuck me hard!” “Like Karl fucked you? Are you going back to your black boyfriend to get serviced?” “Whenever I can…hopefully soon…FUCK, I’m CUMMING! UNNH UNNNH UNNNNNNNH!” With that I could feel her squirting, wetting my balls as they slapped her dripping wet twat. “Cum in my ass, baby. Make it yours!” I sped up my thrusting and gave her everything I had been saving since earlier that afternoon. In an erotic and happy wave I came hard, pumping my semen deep into her well-used ass, spanking her once again…Crack! Crack! We then collapsed onto the bed where I kissed her deeply and played with her tits. He phone was chiming as texts came in. “See if that’s your black boyfriend.” She giggled…”Okay”, fingering the phone, giggling again, showing me his message. “You get home ok?” “Yes sir. I just got disciplined too.” “You deserve it, slut. I want you next Tuesday afternoon at Five behind the Home Depot.” “Oh my. Baby, what do you think…I can make that if it’s ok with you.” “Do you want him to fuck you again?” “Mmmmm, of course.” “Ask him what he wants you to wear.” “Yes sir. I’ll be there. What would you like me to wear?” “I want you in that sun dress…the one in the picture you sent last week. No panties. You’ll suck my cock then I’ll bend you over the hood of my car and use my pussy again.” “Mmmmmmm…ok.” Their conversation would go on for a while longer until he bid his soccer mom slut a dirty goodnight. We showered together in tired bliss, reminiscing about the dirty adventure and talking about more to come.

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