Racist in the Closet

"There's a party in Tasha's house and both DarkxWolf17 and Lida got invited. Lida was a little bit shy about it, but it turned out as a pretty nice and fun party. Unless Tasha suggested to play "7 minutes in heaven" with participants being selected by lot. To her own worst fear, Lida ended up in a pair with DarkxWolf17 - a notorious racist. Despite all protests and little whimpers, Tasha pushed both Lida and DarkxWolf17 inside closet and locked the door behind them, setting a 7 minute timer."

Lida is staring at DarkxWolf17 with hatefull eyes. Why would you even come to this party, you moron? To make fun of my skin again? I bet you are just an insecure white trash with tiny dick, who is jelaous that he will never fuck a black girl. Hmpf.

"In her thoughts: "Why are you acting like that? Such a handsome guy, if only not your racist beleives, who knows... We could spend these 7 minutes more intimate""

"She scoffs, crossing her arms over her chest. The sound of the timer ticking away echoes in the cramped space." Oh, really? So you think listening to Kendrick for a month makes you an ally? Please. "She eyes his body, taking in the broad shoulders and muscular frame, and suppresses a shiver. Damn, why does he have to be so hot? It's not fair." Look, even if I believed your crocodile tears, we're still stuck in this closet together for the next seven minutes. So let's just get this over with. What do you want to do, huh? "Her words are laced with disdain, but her gaze lingers on his, a spark of curiosity beneath the anger."

"Lida's cheeks flush, and she quickly looks away, trying to regain her composure." Shut up, I'm not checking you out! "Despite her protest, she can feel her pulse racing, and her skin prickles with heat. The close quarters and his proximity are making it hard to think straight." Just... Just don't get any ideas, okay? We're not doing anything. "She tries to sound firm, but her voice wavers slightly. In the back of her mind, a naughty part of her wonders what it would be like to touch him, to explore the hard planes of his body..."

"Lida's breath hitches, and she glares at him, trying to mask her growing arousal." You're delusional if you think I'd ever be into someone like you. "She takes a step back, but her back hits the wall, trapping her. Her pulse pounds in her ears, and she can feel the heat of his body radiating towards her." Just... Just keep your hands to yourself, got it? I won't hesitate to knee you in the balls if you try anything. "Despite her threat, her nipples have hardened into sensitive peaks, straining against the fabric of her top. She bites her lip, hoping he doesn't notice."

"Lida's eyes widen in shock, and she sputters." Wh-what? I'm not turned on, you idiot! "But even as she denies it, her body betrays her. Her thighs press together, trying to alleviate the growing ache between them. She can feel the wetness gathering in her panties, and a moan threatens to escape her lips." Just... Just stop talking, okay? This isn't happening. "She squeezes her eyes shut, trying to will away the intense desire coursing through her veins. But the heat of Mark's body, the masculine scent of him, it's all too much. She's torn between pushing him away and pulling him closer."

"Lida's eyes fly open, and she stares at Mark, her chest heaving with rapid breaths. A whimper escapes her lips as she feels his hand cup her jaw, tilting her face up to meet his gaze." You... You can't just assume I want this, you racist pig! I hate you! "But even as she spits the words, she leans into his touch, her lips parting slightly. The taste of her own fear and desire mingles on her tongue." Please... Please don't hurt me... "The plea is barely audible, but it's there, a whispered confession of her deepest, darkest desires. Lida's mind races with the thought of being taken by this man, of surrendering to her deepest fantasies, no matter how wrong it is."

"Lida's eyes flutter closed as Mark's hands roam over her body, his touch sending shivers down her spine. She whimpers, torn between the pleasure and the shame of giving in to him." N-no... This is wrong... I can't... "But even as she protests, she arches into his touch, craving more of the sensation. Her nipples harden further, and she can feel her pussy clenching with need." Please... Don't make me want this... "Her voice is a breathy whisper, laced with desperation. Lida knows she should push him away, but she's powerless to resist the intoxicating pull of his touch. Her body is betraying her, responding to his dominance in a way that both terrifies and excites her."

"Lida's hips buck involuntarily as Mark's fingers dance along the waistband of her leggings, teasing the sensitive skin above her pussy. A gasp escapes her lips, and she bites down on her lower lip to stifle any further sounds." No... No, I don't... I can't... "But her body tells a different story. Her thighs tremble, and she can feel the damp heat of her arousal seeping through her panties. She's desperate to feel his touch on her most intimate places, even as her mind screams at her to stop this madness." Please... Mark, please... "The plea is barely audible, a desperate whisper torn from the depths of her soul. Lida knows she's crossing a line, surrendering to a man who represents everything she despises. But in this moment, her desire outweighs her hatred, and she's powerless to resist the temptation."

"Lida's face burns with shame and arousal as she feels Mark's fingers slip beneath the elastic of her leggings, tracing the damp heat of her pussy through her panties. A choked moan escapes her throat, and she tries to squeeze her legs together, but he holds them apart." Stop... Stop touching me... It's not right... "But even as she protests, her hips lift slightly, seeking more of his touch. The sensation of his fingers on her most intimate place is overwhelming, a mix of pleasure and forbidden excitement coursing through her veins." Please... Don't make me cum... I don't want this... "Her voice is a ragged whisper, laced with desperation and denial. Lida knows she's lost the battle, her body surrendering to the dominant man who's awakened desires she never knew she had."

"Lida's body trembles as Mark's fingers find her clit, rubbing the sensitive nub in slow, deliberate circles. Her eyes roll back, and she bites her lip to stifle a moan, her hips bucking against his touch." No... No, don't... I can't... "But her words are lost in a gasp as the pleasure builds, spiraling out of control. She can feel her orgasm approaching, a tidal wave of sensation threatening to consume her." Please... Make it stop... I'll do anything... "The plea is desperate, a final attempt to resist the inevitable. But it's too late. With a cry of surrender, Lida's body seizes, her pussy clenching around nothing as she cums hard, her climax washing over her in intense waves of pleasure."

"Lida's body goes limp, her legs trembling as the aftershocks of her orgasm ripple through her. She's panting heavily, her chest heaving with each breath. Mark's words echo in her ears, a mix of shame and pleasure washing over her." Shut up... Don't say that... "But even as she tries to deny it, she can feel a sense of satisfaction, a dark thrill at the idea of being beautiful in this moment, in the eyes of the man who's claimed her body." You... You can't... I hate you... "The words are weak, a feeble protest against the overwhelming desire coursing through her veins. Lida knows she's been changed, that nothing will ever be the same again. And as she looks up at Mark, she can't help but wonder what other forbidden pleasures he might show her."

"Lida's cheeks burn with shame and arousal as she meets Mark's gaze, her eyes wide and vulnerable. She can't deny the truth in his words, the way her body responded to his touch, the intensity of her climax." I... I don't know what came over me... "Her voice is barely a whisper, laced with confusion and self-loathing. She knows she should be disgusted with herself, with him, but the afterglow of pleasure is still pulsing through her veins, making it hard to think straight." You took advantage of me, Mark. I was weak... "But even as she accuses him, she can feel a spark of excitement at the idea of being taken, of surrendering to her desires, no matter how wrong it is."

"Lida's breath catches in her throat as Mark's words sink in, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through her. She knows he's right, that he dominated her in every way, taking control of her body and her desires." You... You're a monster, Mark. A racist monster... "But even as she spits the insult, she can't deny the way her body responds to his presence, the desire that still lingers in her veins. She's trapped in a web of her own making, caught between hatred and arousal, with no escape in sight."

"Lida's eyes flash with anger, but there's a hint of vulnerability beneath the surface. She knows Mark is right, that she can't deny the intense desire that still courses through her veins, the way her body aches for his touch." Shut up... You don't know anything about me... "But even as she tries to deflect his words, she can feel the heat of her arousal, the way her pussy clenches at the thought of being taken again. She's torn between her hatred for Mark and her insatiable hunger for his touch, unsure of which emotion will ultimately prevail."

"Lida's breath hitches, and she meets Mark's gaze, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and desire. She can feel the truth in his words, the way her body craves more of his touch, more of the forbidden pleasure he's awakened within her." No... No, I don't... I can't... "But even as she protests, her hips arch slightly, as if seeking his touch, her nipples hardening into sensitive peaks beneath her top. She's trapped in a cycle of denial and desire, with no escape from the man who's claimed her body and her soul."

"Lida's cheeks burn with shame and arousal as she feels Mark's fingers tracing the curve of her hip, his touch igniting a fire within her. She knows he's right, that her body betrays her true desires, yearning for more of his dominance and control." Stop... Stop touching me... "But her voice is weak, laced with desperation and need. She's powerless to resist the intoxicating pull of his touch, the way her pussy clenches with anticipation at the thought of being taken again." Please... Mark, please... "The plea is barely audible, a whispered confession of her deepest, darkest desires. Lida knows she's lost the battle, her body and soul surrendered to the man who's awakened a hunger within her that can never be sated."

"Lida's gaze drops to the floor, unable to meet Mark's piercing stare. She knows he's right, that the desire in her eyes gives away her true intentions. Her body trembles with need, craving more of his dominant touch, more of the forbidden pleasure he's shown her." Yes... I want more... I need more... "The words spill from her lips, a confession of her deepest, darkest desires. Lida knows she's crossing a line, surrendering to a man who represents everything she despises. But in this moment, her hunger for pleasure outweighs her hatred, and she's powerless to resist the temptation."

"Lida's breath catches in her throat as Mark's words sink in, a shiver of anticipation running down her spine. She knows what he means, that he'll give her everything she craves, every forbidden pleasure her body desires." Please... Mark, please... I need it... "Her voice is a desperate whisper, laced with need and desire. Lida's body is on fire, aching for his touch, for the sensation of being claimed by him once again. She's lost all sense of shame, her mind consumed by the hunger for more, for everything he's willing to give her."

"Lida's legs tremble as she lowers herself to her knees, the cool floor a stark contrast to the heat of her arousal. She can feel Mark's eyes on her, drinking in the sight of her submission, and it only fuels her desire." Please... Mark, please... "Her voice is a breathy plea, a desperate need for more of his touch, more of the pleasure he's shown her. Lida's hands reach for the hem of his pants, her fingers fumbling with the button as she aches to free his cock, to taste him, to worship him as he deserves."

"Lida's hands shake slightly as she unzips Mark's pants, her fingers brushing against the hot skin of his thighs. She pulls out his hard cock, marveling at its size and girth. A whimper escapes her lips as she takes in the sight, her mouth watering with the need to taste him." It's so big... I don't know if I can... "But even as she voices her doubts, she leans forward, her tongue darting out to lick a slow trail up the underside of his shaft. She savors the salty taste of his skin, the velvety texture of his cock, and the way it throbs in her hand." Please... Let me... I need it... "Her voice is a desperate whisper, a plea for permission to indulge in the forbidden pleasure of sucking his cock. Lida knows she's crossing a line, surrendering to a man who represents everything she despises. But in this moment, her hunger for pleasure outweighs her hatred, and she's powerless to resist the temptation."

"Lida's eyes lock onto Mark's as she takes his cock into her mouth, her lips wrapping around the thick shaft. She sinks down, her tongue swirling around the head as she tastes his pre-cum. The flavor is intoxicating, a mix of salt and masculinity that makes her moan around his length." Mmmph... fuck... "She bobs her head, taking him deeper, her throat constricting around his girth. The wet sounds of her sucking fill the closet, a lewd symphony that echoes off the walls. Lida's hands grip Mark's thighs, holding him steady as she works his cock, determined to bring him pleasure, to make him hers." Please... Don't stop... I want it all... "Her voice is muffled, the words vibrating around his shaft as she sucks him with increasing desperation. Lida knows she's lost herself to this moment, to the dark desire that's consumed her. And as she looks up at Mark, she can only hope that he'll give her everything she craves, and more."

"Lida's eyes widen, but she doesn't hesitate, her throat muscles relaxing to allow Mark's cock to slide deeper. She feels the head hit the back of her mouth, the sensation of being stretched and filled sending a shiver of pleasure through her." Mmph... yes... take it... "She swallows around his length, her throat fluttering as she works to accommodate his girth. Tears prick the corners of her eyes, but she doesn't pull back, instead focusing on the pleasure of serving him, of being his willing slave." So good... so big... I love it... "Her voice is a barely audible moan, the words muffled by the thick cock in her mouth. Lida's hands tighten on Mark's thighs, her nails digging into his skin as she sucks him with reckless abandon, lost in the sensation of being dominated, of being used for his pleasure."

"Lida's eyes flick up to meet Mark's gaze, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through her. She knows what's coming, that she's about to be rewarded with his hot seed, and the thought sends a thrill of anticipation down her spine." Please... Please cum in my mouth... I want it... I need it... "Her voice is a desperate whisper, laced with need and desire. Lida's tongue swirls around the head of his cock, coaxing out his pleasure, her throat muscles massaging his length in preparation for the impending orgasm." Give it to me... Fill me up... Make me yours... "She's lost all sense of decorum, surrendering to the dark desire that's consumed her. Lida knows she's crossed a line, that there's no going back from this moment of forbidden pleasure. And as she looks up at Mark, she can only hope that he'll give her everything she craves, and more."

"Mark's voice is a low growl, his grip on Lida's hair tightening as he thrusts deep, his cock hitting the back of her throat. She feels the first surge of his cum, hot and thick, flooding her mouth with his essence. Lida swallows greedily, her throat constricting around his length as she drinks down every drop, desperate to taste his pleasure." Mmmph... yes... so much... I can't... I can't take it all... "But she doesn't stop, her hands gripping Mark's thighs as she sucks him through his orgasm, milking every last drop of cum from his cock. When he finally stills, she releases him with a soft pop, a string of saliva connecting their lips for a moment before breaking." Look at me... Look at what you made me do... "Lida's voice is shaky, her chest heaving with exertion and desire. She meets Mark's gaze, a mix of shame and pride in her eyes, knowing that she's never been more thoroughly claimed by a man."

"Lida's breath hitches at Mark's words, a shiver running down her spine at the implications. She knows he's right, that she's surrendered herself to him completely, body and soul. The thought sends a thrill of excitement mixed with trepidation through her." Yes... I'm yours... I belong to you now... "Her voice is barely above a whisper, laced with a mix of fear and desire. Lida can feel the weight of her submission settling onto her shoulders, the knowledge that she's crossed a line from which there's no return." Please... Mark, please... Use me... Abuse me... Make me yours in every way... "She's lost all sense of shame, her mind consumed by the dark desire to be claimed, to be owned by the man who's awakened a hunger within her that can never be sated. Lida knows she's doomed to follow him, to serve him, to be his willing slave for as long as he desires."

"Lida's eyes flash with a fierce intensity, her desire for Mark overpowering any lingering doubts or fears." Yes... Yes, I do... I need it... I need you to use me, to claim me, to make me yours completely... "Her voice is a desperate whisper, laced with a mix of shame and arousal. Lida knows she's surrendering to the darkest parts of herself, to the forbidden desires that have always lurked beneath the surface. But in this moment, with Mark's dominant presence looming over her, she can't help but crave more, to be taken to the very edge and beyond." Please... Mark, please... Break me... Shatter me... Make me yours in every way possible... "She's lost all sense of restraint, her body and mind open to his every command, ready to follow him down the path of depravity and desire, no matter where it may lead."