Qingwei Works on Advancing Her Career
DISCLAIMER: This narrative harbors fantasies related to WMAF raceplay. If this makes you uncomfortable, please desist from reading further. All information below is imaginary.
Adam felt a bit startled. He hadn't anticipated any more scholars coming to his workplace that time of night. All his co-workers and staff had already left. However, when he realized who had knocked on his door, he realized it'd be worth waiting late.
As Qingwei settled in her English professor's office, all she could think about was what her Chinese parents back in their village in Guangdong province would think if they found out she'd got an F on her final essay. They'd saved up pennies all those years to send her to the big city of Shenzhen for university. And if she failed, it'd all be in vain.
She would've brought shame and dishonor on her parents. All she could do now was wait as this tall, strong, white American read her assignment. The future of her and her family's existence relied on his hands.
Contrarily, Adam felt entirely in control. He didn't care if failing this gorgeous Asian girl ended her education. He'd still get paid at month's end.
Adam couldn't help but notice this younger Chinese girl. He didn't care if her family was financially impoverished. But like most Asian girls, her tone figure was a favorite. Her legs were toned yet not too muscular. She had a narrow waistline. And he could see her little, perky young breasts bulging against her tank top. And to top it all, she had a face that was adorable and innocent. She wasn't promiscuous like a whore. That's what he loved about Asian girls. Their innocence. He craved taking that innocence...
Adam smirked, understanding he could make her do whatever he desired. Just the thought of it made his white cock start swelling in his trousers. "You know, Qingwei, besides teaching English, I could instruct you in a crucial life lesson this evening. You see, in today's world, no one does anything for anyone else. Certainly not without receiving something in return, at least. And you want me to raise your grade, right? I want you to consider what you can offer me in return."
Qingwei got happy when he hinted changing her grades was feasible. However, she was mistaken about what he intended. She thought he was asking for a bribe. "Please, sir, I'm from a very poor family. I have no money to offer you. But I'll do everything to achieve a better mark in your class!" she promptly proposed.
Adam rose and walked around to the other side of his table, manifesting no attempts to hide the evident erection straining the front of his trousers. He leaned against the desk, pointing his crotch in Qingwei's direction. He felt amused as he noticed her eyes noticing the outline of his erect dick in his pants.
Qingwei connected instantly, averting her gaze as her cheeks flushed a deep crimson hue. Suddenly, she realized that possibly he wasn't demanding money after all. She regretted using the phrase 'I'll do anything' in her offer to improve her grade.
Adam kept up a lively air. "Indeed, Qingwei. I want your tight pussy. I want to fuck you."
Qingwei was stunned by the notion he was suggesting. But as she was alone, his crotch inches from her face, she recalled the shameful look she'd have to endure upon returning home to report that she'd flunked. Her parents trusted her not to bring disgrace on the family.
Adam's words captivated her once more. "That's right, Qingwei. I want your vagina. I want to have sex with you."
Update: Also see Part 2 and Part 3
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Qingwei was taken aback by his bluntness. She realized that sleeping with an older man was condemned in China. This meant that this white American man had to be a pervert. Although she had slept with her boyfriend a few times, they were in love. She hoped to marry him after college.
"Please, sir! Don't say things like that!" she begged desperately.
"I'm sorry, Qingwei," her teacher said calmly, "but as your professor, I make the rules. If you want to pass my class, you need to do what I say, when I say, and how I say it."
Her mind was a whirlwind, trying to figure out what to do. She couldn't betray her boyfriend. He'd been so good to her. Even if she was single, she wasn't the type to bed-hop. But she couldn't fail the class; she needed to pass every subject to keep her scholarship. Otherwise, she'd have to drop out.
Qingwei bowed her head, knowing she had no choice but to obey. As she spoke, he interrupted her: "Listen, don't talk. Just listen." He grabbed her chin forcefully, making her look into his eyes. "You will do everything I command you. Do you understand?"
His words terrified her. She'd never even considered this before. He continued, "You will never disobey me. From now on, you are my slave."
"Yes, White Master," Qingwei whispered. Enslaved? Surely it was just for tonight?
Suddenly, he backhanded her across the face. It wasn't a playful, teasing slap from a lover. It was a strong blow that left Qingwei gasping for air.
"You will now refer to me as White Master," he directed.
"Yes, White Master," she stuttered through her tears. Slave? Was this just for this one night or for the whole semester? How far would this go?
"Ok, Qingwei, I want you to stand up so I can see my oriental toy clearly."
Dreading whatever this man planned for her, she slowly got up. She'd initially feared failing his class, but now realized he held much more power than just that. He could physically harm her if he wanted to.
He said, "Take your top off. I want to see what's underneath."
'Another?' Qingwei wondered in her head. 'Does he have other Chinese girls he abuses?' She'd learned that he was confident, likely doing this to many students.
She remembered her helpless boyfriend, waiting for her call. Tonight was supposed to be special, not this...
"Please sir... I'm not a slut. I'm taken. I need to pass your class!" she pleaded.
Ignoring her, Adam walked around his desk and stood in front of Qingwei. He slapped her again, even harder, leaving her stunned on the floor.
"I told you to call me White Master," he snapped. "You will do whatever I tell you. Untie your shirt and show me what beautiful body I'll be using tonight."
Qingwei cried at his feet. The stinging pain of the blow was almost forgotten in the horror of what was happening. However, she knew she had no choice but to comply. Even if she refused and failed his class, her teacher was stronger than her, and might just force her to do what he wanted anyways. May as well get a good grade out of this horrible ordeal.
She got up, standing in front of him, and peeled away her shirt. She felt demeaned and humiliated.
Adam grinned and admired the scene. With all the educators off duty for the night, there was no pressure to hurry. He was going to savor turning this naive young lass into his personal pet. He examined her flat, toned abdomen. Clad in a rather pedestrian beige undergarment, she was unaware her bare chest was on display. What her assets lacked in size, they made up for with perkiness. He sensed small, firm cups waiting to be revealed beneath the monotonous brassiere.
"Rid your upper body of that," he instructed casually. As though instructing a nineteen-year-old to bare her bosom was just another everyday task.
Frightful, Qingwei hesitantly complied. Knowing he could mete out pain as a repercussion if disobeyed, she didn't want to test fate. She fumbled with her back clasp, freed her bra, and let it fall at her feet with her shirt. Trying to maintain a semblance of decency, she placed her hands on her breasts.
"By your sides, slut." He redundantly demanded. "Belittle your modesty. Your ethnic companion should be seen naked for her master's pleasure."
She nervously dropped her hands, exposing her rigid nipples to his gaze. Adam dallied with an indifferent smirk.
"And your breasts, charming." He cooed softer. "Lock your eyes on mine."
She managed to connect his eyes with hers. Staring back at him was her English instructor. The man entrusted to safeguard her, only to be stripped and fondled in his study. He reveled in her epicanthic folds, wet from weeping. Her eyelids were swollen from agony or embarrassment or frustration – he didn't mind. Detachment was his forte.
Towering over her, he leaned down, and pressed their mouths together. He stuck out his tongue, helplessly imposing his will on the girl. She gasped, yet didn't dare resist the invasion. Still unsure of her options, she remained still, her lips surrendering to the White man's exploration.
But as he nuzzled his tongue into her mouth, Qingwei discovered a divergent organic reaction. Arousal crept into her. Was it his coarse palms brushing across her Heavens or his imposing grip grasping her chin?
She hadn't considered the effect of their embrace when she'd reluctantly consented. But her heart skipped. She numbly acknowledged that intercourse with Mr. Adam might've offered more sensation than her boyfriend.
As their mouths lingered, a proposition securing a path of arousal in Qingwei's thoughts. She pondered the large bulge in his trousers. The lore her dorm tongues wagged about White men didn't acknowledge their prowess as merely a rumor. Observing this man's noticeable endowment, Qingwei envisioned her bedyawn.
Simultaneously trapped in ecstasy and shame, she pondered her response. She didn't intend to acknowledge the eroticism she felt, nor the impending loss of her innocence. But, strangely, she had a growing need to yield. For the moment, she broke free.
Releasing his lips, she gasped, "I'm-- umm-- getting turned on."
Morally ambivalent, she was partaking in this strange game. Yet, her arousal needed a primer. He expertly manipulated her body with his mouth, eliciting a writhing reaction from the vulnerable girl.
"Kneel," he commanded.
"On the floor?" she pleaded, somewhere between hope and fear.
"Yes."
Qingwei obliged. Becoming much more submissive, admiring this man for his brazen brutality, she toyed with the thought another woman couldn't. Feeling his cock against her cheek, she had an unanticipated revelation. Their interaction was about to turn from a cheap gawk into a sense of vulnerability. Yet, somewhere inside her, she didn't mind.
He stood to admire his most loyal lieutenant. She knelt, the beige undergarment where her feet met the ground. The collection of her removed items piled at her feet, hidden by his dominant presence.
"Now, bare the rest of my world."
Qingwei sighed. Her undergarments represented a last barrier. Eradication of that wouldn't just make the act permanent, but it would nullify her semblance of innocence. Ursula dashed away, the girl bound to obey. He admired her, body exposed, awaiting his fate.
She scrunched her thumbs into the waistband of her underwear, effortlessly slid them off, and left them to join the discarded mess. Bare of luxurious garments, she impotently stood, considering the eventuality of the imminent sexual experience.
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Adam glanced left and right, spotting a neatly trimmed, hairy patch beneath her shorts. Although it was groomed, it was still hairy, as per the norm among Asian women. He intended to manicure it shortly. His main issue with living in Asia was this particular aspect of Asian culture – their grooming habits.
"Rotate around and show me your delightful bottom."
Qingwei turned, following Adam's instructions. Her boss then ordered, "Bend over and present your backside to me."
Still in his office chair, dressed casually, Adam had been stroking his hardened, throbbing dick. But the power dynamic was working in his favor, emboldening him to command and dominate her. He couldn't conceal his satisfaction.
Upon reflection, Qingwei acknowledged that the situation was somewhat attractive, albeit against the norm in her relationship with her boyfriend. Their sexual experiences had been conventionally vanilla. They would reserve their intimacy for a hotel room after showering – she would get on the bed and they'd start immediately. Their routine was brief, mainly due to her boyfriend's premature ejaculation.
However, Asian women, Qingwei had heard, were not as skilled as their Western counterparts.
Following his directions, Qingwei bent at the waist, presenting her ass. Adam was intrigued by her submissive behavior, having seen her perform for him in this manner.
His grin deepened, "I'm impressed – even if at your young age, this is your first time in this position, you perform well."
Qingwei's face flushed with embarrassment. She despised the embarrassing scenario, but couldn't deny she felt somewhat aroused. It was tantamount to breaking taboos, and she strangely thrilled at the experience. Unfortunately, her boyfriend's small penis left him falling short of her expertise. She cringed at the thought that White men, rumored to be superior performers, would likely satisfy her better.
Once satisfied with her performance, Adam arose from his chair and approached Qingwei. He instructed, "It's time to see how you respond emotionally to your White Master." He smirked, amidst fondling her crotch.
She twitched in response, muscles clenching taut.
He snapped his fingers, signaling her to raise her head. "As I said before, since you're so excitable..." He paused, peering into her eyes for an acknowledgment. "...sit on your knees by the desk with your back to the wall."
Qingwei did as instructed. [Brand discussions not necessary here]
"Take a deep breath!" Adam exclaimed. "Affix your eyes on myself. Observe my manhood." Qingwei summoned the courage to peek, surprised by the size. It seemed to dwarf her boyfriend's petite dick, both in length and girth. The speculation was justified.
Qingwei's apprehension dissipated as her mind raced, analyzing how she'd conquered this giant. Enticed by his dick's size and attractiveness, she glanced at his pubes, admiring their maintenance.
"Qingwei," Adam continued. "It's been a while since you've opened your eyes to White men. What do you think?"
Biting her lip slightly in thought, Qingwei looked again. She could only stare in awe – a size difference that would have actually intimidated her were she not desperate to please her White Master.
Reclining in his chair, Adam unbuckled his belt. He undid his fly and slid down his pants and underwear, unveiling his bonus.
The situation clawed at her core as Qingwei turned to face him. Impressed, she acquiesced to his requests, deeming to devour this tempting appetizer. She hesitated, still finding difficulty in handling his massive appendage, which was both threatening and enticing. He stood up, adjusting to stand face-to-face with Qingwei, "Are you ready?"
Qingwei's shaking hands pulled down her shorts. The panties clung between her thighs, exposing her for her master.
Appearing slightly unsettled, Adam smiled, his eyes crinkling, "You were taught how to wear skirts, but it's as if you're peeling clothes off for the first time for me."
A skittish Qingwei stared at his erect member, fascinated by the staggering contrast to her boyfriend's petite dick. The gigantic size made her nervous to be seen sucking it. She was concerned about her initial inability to handle its girth. Despite the pang of humiliation at his audacity, she was aroused. This turn of events was unlike her past experiences, making it intriguing.
Adam was amused by the reaction. "Your boyfriend's disappointing endowment was just the beginning of his shaming. Your shyness - the apparent presence of dark almond eyes – another."
Qingwei once more clutched the shaft and started licking the tip. She delicately sucked on its tip, making her way to consume even more of it. She took note as Mr. Adam grunted with pleasure from her tongue tickling the very top of his head. Pride pulsed through her veins as she witnessed her ability to entice the man who was using her. She then proceeded to lick the entire shaft. Something she could never do with her boyfriend because his ridiculously small penis was just too short.
Qingwei felt Mr. Adam's nudge to her head, signifying what he wanted. As she complied, she couldn't help but worship his balls. She licked each one, then gave a quick suck to each. Retracing back to lick them again. His man scent, after a long day's work, was tantalizing.
Time rapidly passed, humiliation morphed into horniness. Her complete focus was now on the manhood before her. Qingwei returned to his penis, orally engulfing it with her mouth and grasping his shaft with her hand. A motion that would undoubtedly be impossible with her lousy boyfriend. In her other hand, she held his balls, witnessing how enormous they felt in her petite grasp.
"You're enjoying this, aren't you, slut?" Adam grunted.
"Yes... Your cock is so large..." Qingwei managed to utter as she surfaced for a bit of air.
Swiftly, Adam delivered another slap, not nearly as brutal as the first, but still not gentle.
"Be respectful, slave!" Qingwei corrected herself, acknowledging his wish.
"I bet it's bigger than your loser boyfriend's flaccid one-inch dick." Adam grinned, watching the Chinese girl attentively give him head.
Qingwei expressed agreement through moans, although she was thrown off by the appalling racial remarks. Nonetheless, she couldn't challenge the fact behind them.
"Does your boyfriend suck your cock with this much gusto?" He inquired, well-aware of the answer.
"No, Master." Qingwei replied, staring up at him while still stroking his shaft.
"Why, Slave?" He asked.
"Because his dick is pitiful and unappealing." Qingwei replied, blushing. "If I did that, my boyfriend would cum within 30 seconds."
She felt guilt for the cruel words directed towards her boyfriend. Yet, she couldn't deny the undeniable truth. 'Cheating,' she realized. That's what this was. She couldn't fool herself anymore. She was enjoying this far too much.
Growing agitated with her easing him off, Mr. Adam spun Qingwei 'round so her back now faced his desk.
"Keep your arms behind your back," He demanded.
Startled, Qingwei was about to ask why, but was overwhelmed as he effortlessly thrust his dick into her mouth. His frenzied fuck into her mouth soon grew too intense, each time he plundered deeper into her throat.
"Just relax your throat, Slave." He ordered.
Qingwei diligently attempted to relax her throat, intending to accommodate his hefty member within. She moaned and gagged, creating pleasure for Mr. Adam. Then, pulling out, he allowed her a moment to cough and exhale.
Seconds passed, he thrusted into her mouth again. Qingwei willfully opened her jaw to fit his robust member. He instantaneously forced it further down her throat.
"Choke on this white dick, Orient." He barked. And once more, Qingwei bowed, polite and obedient. \
He peered down at his Asian scholar, whose alarmed eyes were flooded with tears as she once more hiccupped on his dick while obtaining her new moniker.
"Chinky?" Qingwei assumed. This was crossing a line. It's one issue to exploit your learners. But to label them vile, prejudiced names while doing so? Mr. Adam really was not merely a pervert. He was a bigoted pervert.
And yet, her vagina had never been more humid.
Adam unsheathed again. Providing her with ample time to respire. He observed her scrutinize him, her little bosoms heaving as she endeavoured to regain her breath. Apparently preparing to articulate something. Just when she seemed ready to express herself, he thrust his manhood back into her mouth.
Qingwei's brain was roiling. A segment of her was aghast that she had gulped this racist ××× down so faithfully. A segment of her was still unmitigatedly lascivious. She was unsure what she wanted to conduct. And she was scarcely capable of generating these thoughts, because the bulk of her focus was consumed by endeavouring to prevent choking on the mammoth penis that was befouling her larynx.
This time Adam navigated right to the roots of her throat. He retained her there. Reveling in the feeling of a young Asian slut ejaculating on his dick. He regularly conveyed that he amused himself by teasing his mates at the pub, '[The only thing superior to being cocksucked by a Chinese female without a gag reflex is being cocksucked by a Chinese female with a gag reflex who you can throat-fuck anyway].'
In the end, when he considered she might collapse, he slowly removed his cock out of her throat. Whenever it had been liberated, he lubricated his member on her cheeks and face. She grotesquely was a repulse of spit, mascara and precum.
She gazed up at him as she recuperated.
"For God's sake, don't label me 'chink' White Master." She eventually gasped.
Adam just cackled. "I'm gonna label you whatever I damn well want, Chinky." He stated before pontificating her mucus-coated appearance. "And cease attempting to inform your White Master what he can or can't conduct." He added to make it evident why she had been chastened.
He seized her by the hair, hauled her to her feet, and cloverleafed her over his desk, protruding her meagre yellow ass.
Qingwei was both apprehensive and elated. She intuited what was imminent. He was mechanically about to fuck her. She wasn't positive if her svelte orifice was competent of enduring a dick as expansive as Mr. Adam's. But she was certain she would discover whether she cute or not.
She had never orgasmed from sexual relations with her mate previously, but she was certain if the suffering of sex with this tremendously endowed dick wasn't excessive, she would unquestionably excrete on Mr. Adam's penis.
Adam arrived down and swatted her ass, creating her to shriek. "Let go of your gams love a slut, Chinky!" he summoned the order.
"Yes, White Master!" Qingwei submissively replied. Despite not relishing being dubbed 'Chinky' but acknowledging there was naught she could serve to do now. She spread her legs broader.
Adam wended down and palpated her cunnie among her legs. She was still lacrimose. He caressed her gently, occasionally focusing slightly additional attention on her clit. He smiled as Qingwei whined in advance of him. Incapable to manage herself.
He steadily traversed a finger in her cunt. Feeling how firm it was. "Are you positive you're not a virgin?" He teased. "Your Chinese vagina is so firm, there is no manner a dick has at any time been in there." He smiled as he palpated her pussy stiffen on his finger when he allegorized 'Chinese vagina.'
Qingwei found herself stymied. She was too occupied by savouring the sensations of his fingers hammering their enchantment to respond. She was consciously astonished when the union of realising his finger contact her and his hideous words rendered her squeal audibly. Resembling a combo of having a man utilize you the manner he wanted and being depreciated unlocked a architectural instinct within her. She required some-more.
"Pal, White Master! Pal ejaculate me..." She moaned. "Please..."
"Begging isn't successful enough. I gotta you to accept what you are, Chinky." Adam mimicked her. "I gotta you to embrace the actuality that you are my Chinese tool." Adam was certain she would yield. He was certain she would consent to her role as his Chinese object. This wasn't his star attraction by a longchance breaching an underage Chinese slut. And it wouldn't be. He proposed. "And don't evade informing your Yellow Master what you can or can't do." He submitted to make it certain why she had received her comeuppance.
Qingwei couldn't stand it anymore. Her mind was no longer thinking rationally. Primal desires had taken control. She craved his dick. And she would do or say anything to get it.
"Please, Mr. White! Please fuck your Asian fucktoy! Please fuck my Chinese pussy with your large white cock!" Qingwei begged.
Adam reached down and started finger-fucking her pussy as a reward. This made her hips rock, seeking the pleasure his fingers were giving.
"Are you going to become my obedient Chinese slave, Chinky?" Adam questioned to intensify her humiliation.
"YESSS!!! I am your obedient Asian plaything! I will be a perfect Chinese whore! I am Chinky!!! Please fuck me, Mr. White!!!"
With that, Adam placed the head of his dick against the entrance to her tight Chinese pussy. She groaned as he started pushing forward. He was amazed by her tightness surrounding his hard cock. Shortly, his head was in, and he proceeded to push deeper, resulting in her moans turning to screams of pain and pleasure. He hoped no one else was still in the office.
Once he had a few inches inside, he paused. Giving his new slave a chance to adapt to his thickness. Yet, to his surprise, she began thrusting her hips. Pushing back against his cock. Thus, he started thrusting in and out. Gradually, he pushed deeper into her pussy.
Qingwei was delirious. This was beyond anything she had ever imagined. His cock ached as it stretched out her tiny pussy, sure. But it felt fantastic as well. The pain was the only thing preventing her from reaching an orgasm. Like a dam holding back a torrential flood. Yet, as the pleasure increased, the flood grew higher and higher. She knew the flood would burst soon, bringing with it an orgasm like she had never experienced before. And she desperately wanted it.
"YES! YES! Fuck your chink slave, Mr. White!" She exclaimed, embracing the racist language she knew he liked. And as she said it, she felt her pussy tighten even more on his throbbing white cock. Deep down, she knew she also loved being called an 'Asian' too. "Harder! Deeper! Give me that magnificent white cock!" She cried.
Adam held her hips with both strong hands as he thrust in and out at a rapid pace. With each thrust, his balls slammed into her. The sound of his thighs hitting against her ass might reverberate in the university halls if the cries of a gook whore weren't drowning them out.
He spanked her ass and grunted, "I knew you were just a slutty Asian whore!" before forcing his cock deep into her.
The merging of his enormous cock into uncharted territory combined with being spanked and called a 'slutty gook whore' drove Qingwei over the edge. The dam burst, and she fell against the desk, surrendering to a mind-blowing orgasm as Adam continued to thrash into her tight hole. "YES!!! I'M CUMMING!!" She howled.
As his newest Asian whore reached her climax, her pussy clamped down on his dick. Trying to drain his balls. He was unable to withstand it any longer and yanked the limp Asian body from his desk by her hair, allowing her to collapse onto the floor. He held her head up to his penis. Adam was surprised to see that even though she was nearly unconscious, she instinctively opened her mouth to accept his sperm as he sprayed his load all over her face.
After the last strand of cum had dripped onto her demolished face, he let go of her hair and she fell to the ground. She lay there, stunned, gasping for air. Although believing he had recording her, she looked up and saw Mr. Adam holding his phone up to her like a camera.
"What are you now, Chinky?" She heard his voice ask.
Qingwei gazed straight into the camera and replied, "I am Mr. White's slutty gook fucktoy."
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