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I decided to start a series of short stories describing some of my personal experiences in the world of raceplay.

Given the nature of the topic, I will use some strong and degrading terms. If that's not you jam, close this post and move on.

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J was probably one of the dumbest ch!nk I've used in my life..
She was academically smart, or at least smart enough to achieve some science degree, and she had gained enough of the delusional self confidence typical of Silicon Valley. She had ambitions to start her own business and she could talk eloquently about entrepreneurship...

BUT..

she had very little life-skills... she was very clumsy, extremely gullible and her lust melted her brains away in less than 5 seconds.

I don't even remember if we matched on an app or if we met at a gathering... but I do remember that within days we were talking about BDSM... she confessed to being a sub and she told me she wanted to continue exploring her submissive side.
She told me she was only attracted to White Men (how unique) and in particular to Europeans.
After a week or so of texting I told her she should come to my place for a training session.
She was the classic pale slant: very petite, quite flat, long black hair, a flat face topped by round thin glasses.. I wanted to make that blank, boring canvas a bit more interesting so I asked her to send me pictures of what she was planning to wear and made adjustments...
She showed up wearing a tiny, slutty knitted dress with a big belt, knee-high boots with heels, and of course no underwear. I offered her a glass of wine which she downed in a minute and before she could even sit down my hand was already inspecting how wet she was...needless to say she was soaked...

As I said.. J's brain just stopped working when she was horny and she became this mindless, giggly, desperate slant.. I made her kneel and put her to work... but she was rather clumsy so I had to just take over and use her flat face to please myself...
"God you're quite a useless little ch!nk.. have you not served a Big White Cock before?" I asked with a disappointed voice...

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That's when something changed in her... no one in liberal Silicon Valley had ever dared calling her a racial slur... she was bright red... unable to resolve the conflict she had in her little brain... Her rational side wanted to rebel and speak up against that racist remark.. but she felt a shiver of excitement running down her spine when those words hit her... she was hooked.. she wanted more.

She spent the next hour trying her best to please me, to impress me, to make up for her mediocre start..
And what do slants do when they want to impress?.. They debase themselves.
She pushed herself between my legs and started rimming me... I didn't ask for it.. I didn't have to..

(as usual, part 2 will follow soon)