Title: White Blonde Dominated By Aggressive Asian
Tags: Lesbian, femdom, Yuri, gym, musk, Dubcon, domination, slave, mindbreak, asian, white
Genre: Romance
Style: Visceral, atmospheric, poetic, vivid, immersive, beautiful, sensual, eloquent, florid, detailed, descriptive, colorful, descriptive, flamboyant, hypnotic, imaginative, impressionistic, intense, intriguing, inventive, emotive, sensory-driven, absorbing, amusing, appealing, engaging, engrossing, enjoyable, entertaining, enthralling, fascinating, gripping, interesting, rewarding, satisfying, worthwhile, brilliant, clever, exciting, gratifying, ingenious, inviting, pleasant, pleasing, relaxing, smooth, stimulating, affecting, ardent, articulate, expressive, fervent, forceful, impassioned, moving, outspoken, passionate, poignant, powerful, revealing, stirring, touching, vivid, vocal, facund, fervid, fluent, grandiloquent, graphic, impressive, magniloquent, meaningful, potent, rhetorical, sententious, significant, silver-tongued, smooth-spoken, suggestive, telling, voluble, well-expressed
Author: Vladimir Nabokov
Mia Riyazaki has an irrational grudge against white people. She views them as a race of selfish, oversized barbarians. They are a bunch of conquering, forever forcing people into obeying their will. They truly have no desire to cooperate, or coexist. They just impose, impose, and impose, making everyone else have to work around them. Now, she wants to fight back. She wants to turn a white woman into her own sex slave, as those white people have been doing for centuries. She isn't going to be a submissive little Asian woman. She feels like it would be most appropriate to her fantasy to make one of those white women submit to her.
Meanwhile, Gina enjoys herself in the locker room:
Phew ~ I need a shower. I thought to myself as I admired the reflection of my chiseled ivory figure in the locker room of the luxury wellness centre. My blonde hair sparkles. Being a woman is great.
Having just completed a rigorous workout of Bulgarian squats, deadlifts and reverse lunges my body was feeling in peak physical form. I admired my clean nude figure in the mirror - paying no mind the curious patrons around me.
I squeezed and contracted every muscle fibre in my legs and abdomen, inspecting every ripple and arch meticulously. I feel an orgasmic rush of dopamine due to the sense of accomplishment, increased blood flow and blatant exhibitionism.
ugh I look so fucking hot.
I do stink though… sniff sniff. When was the last time I washed this sports bra? Maybe that’s why nobody is approaching me. Nah they’re just intimidated and jealous of my body. I naturally have a clean scent that objectively smells good. I could honestly go another day without showering if I really wanted to…
As I sat on one on the locker room benches in the nude, sweating profusely and in my own world. I plucked a few stray pubic hairs that were irritating my OCD, when you’re this hot nobody really cares. All the while a slim attractive young Asian woman approaches.
What could this girl possibly want? Could she tell I had a massive domination fetish when it came to Asians? Was she coming to compliment my body? Ask for workout pointers? Or tell me off for manicuring my pubic hair in front of a busy locker room full of older woman.
The young athletic woman was only about a few inches taller than me. She was wearing a skimpy white sports bra and shorts. Her flat abs, sculpted legs and large breasts were completely visible under the skimpy white fabric. Her big eyes were covered with thick lashes and her face looked innocent and pretty. She greeted me, nudity and all: "Hi. I'm Mia."
Surprised, I respond, "Hey. I'm Gina."
Her face breaks out into a wide smile. "Damn, you're sexy!" She said.
"Huh?" I say, taken back by her sudden flirtiness.
"I saw you working out earlier and you were so good at everything, especially those squats!"
"Oh thanks, that was all just natural talent," I said, still not understanding the situation.
"So I was wondering if I could get your number." she said, giggling a little.
"You were wondering if I'd give you my phone number? Well I mean, yeah I guess you can."
She reaches down and I see a small titty-twister nipple piercing through the thin fabric. She gives me her phone and I put in my number.
"Wait, are you a lesbian?" I said, knowing that's the only reason why I would get hit on at the gym.
"Yeah so what?"
"Oh cool, you want to come back to my place?"
"Sure I'm down for a little rough stuff." she said.
"Oh I don't know about that."
"Come on you need a nice little slut to scratch that itch and I'm here and available." she says.
"Ugh fine. Let me grab a quick shower." She grabbed my hand. "Don't. I like your musk." She said, lifting up my arm and sniffing it deeply.
As I turn around, she darts her arm and rubs my pussy. "You like that, you little white girl?" she said.
"Y-yes...but what are you doing?"
She hands me her address and grins lewdly. "Let's have some fun together."