Yilin Wang, a wealthy Hong Kong housewife, meets a handsome, white, American tourist on the street. Charmed, she allows him to take her back to his hotel room. He convinces her to cheat on her husband. First he face fucks her and cums on her face, calling her a chink bitch, then he makes her play with his cum and eat it off her fingers. Next he sucks her tits, eats her pussy, and licks her asshole till she cums.

Chapter 2: Building Tension

"You look pretty with all that cum on your face, gook. Why don't you give the camera a nice big smile."

"Clean your self up, you filthy chink. Scoop the cum off your face and lick your fingers clean."

She looked up at the camera and licked it, tits jiggling.

"Mmmmm," she moaned, "White cum taste so good."

She picked up some of the cum on her fingers and lifted it to her lips, savoring the taste. She wanted to eat more, but the American stopped her.

"Not so fast. We have plans for this."

Yilin looked up at him, unsure of what he meant. Her mind was cloudy and foggy, and she was under his complete control. She was his plaything, and she felt like she was being toyed with.

The American handed her phone to her.

"Here, take photos of yourself. Show everyone what a good little slave you are, always begging for white cock. And don't forget to smile like a good chink slut should.

Yilin looked at the American with wide eyes, unsure of what he was asking her to do. She hesitated for a moment, unsure of what she was supposed to do. The American grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at him.

"Do as I say, or you'll regret it. Now, get in front of the camera and start taking pics.

"Smile like a happy little slave, show off that chink grin of yours."

Yilin blushed again and smiled involuntarily. Pearls of cum still hung on her face, and she started to take selfies. Her brown eyes batted seductively with clumps of semen on her thick eyelids. She winked at the camera and admired the thick strands of white cum against her black hair.

He grabbed her by the hair and held her, pointing her cum covered face towards the camera, posing her like his trophy. His cock, still hard, slapped against the side of her face.

"You love being a white cock-starved whore, don't you?"

She nodded and posted a selfie with his dick, knowing she was ruining her reputation. Her round Chinese face looked so small next to his superior American cock. The further he pushed her, the wetter she got.

"Now, let everyone see how much you love being degraded and objectified. You are nothing but a toy for my amusement now. Show everyone what a well-trained pet you've become. Eat my cum."

She licked her lips, then stuck out her tongue and captured a picture of the white pool of cum on her tongue. She pulled her tongue into her mouth and swallowed his load. She then stuck her tongue back out and posted another selfie, demonstrating to the world that she ate his cum.

He released her hair and she immediately dropped the phone and clung to his leg. She couldn't help but start humping him like an animal, her yellow pussy burning with need for white dominance.

"Please white daddy, please fuck me. Please fuck my tiny chink cunt. I love America. I love USA. Me love you long time."

She couldn't believe the words coming out of her mouth. But she knew that was what he wanted to hear.

She knew her role in this game. She was the desperate Asian housewife, the one who would do anything to fulfill his racist kinks and desires. A role she had never played before, but which she felt born for.

The American tourist had a hold of her mind, and he was controlling her. He made her feel like a puppet on strings, dancing to his tune.

He laid his hand upon her head. She closed her eyes and leaned into the touch of his hand, feeling the warmth of his skin against hers.

"Please fuck me, white daddy," she said. And she knew she meant it.

"Please throw me on the bed and colonize my pussy," she whispered, feeling her heart race.

The American tourist chuckled, a deep and mocking laugh. He walked over to the bed, picked Yilin up by her arms, and threw her onto the mattress.

She landed on her back, her long black hair fanning out around her face. Her almond-shaped eyes were wide open, filled with both terror and excitement.

"Do you really want this?" The American asked, his voice low and intense. "Do you really want to be used and dominated by me? To be the object of my desire.

To be taken, used, and left like a broken China doll. These thoughts echoed in Yilin's mind as she lay on the bed, spreading her legs wide for the American. His rough hands roamed over her body, and she felt conflicted between pleasure and shame. She was turning her back on her husband forever. She would be totally lost. But throwing away her life felt like a small price to pay to be bred by superior cock.

She stared into his eyes and nodded.

"You're mine now," he whispered in her ear, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine.

"You're nothing but my Chinese sex plaything, and you will do whatever I say."

Yilin could feel the tears welling in her eyes, she knew she would cry. She didn't want him to see her weakness.

He placed his fingers on her lips and traced them over her tongue, teasing her with a touch that left her tingling. Her heart raced as he lowered his lips to hers, their kisses becoming more intense as their desire for each other grew. He moved his hands down to her breasts, his fingers playing with her hardened nipples, causing her to moan with pleasure. He parted her legs, his eyes drinking in the sight of her naked body.

His cock was pushing against her wet and needy hole.

He grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him, his eyes were burning with lust and domination. "You will take me, Yilin, because you want to. You are mine. And you know it," he said firmly, with a hint of cruelty.

Yilin nodded, tears streaming down her face. She had never experienced such intense and psychologically damaging dominance before. But she was addicted to this newfound experience.

Yilin's heart raced as she felt her white lover's big, fat cock pushing its way inside her. She let out a small gasp as he filled her completely, his girth stretching her tight, wet pussy to the limit. Her hands reached down to cup his cheeks, pulling him closer as she felt his powerful thrusts. As he pounded into her harder and harder, her eyes fluttered and her breathing became ragged. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she cried out, her pleasure and pain intertwining in a blur of sensation. With every thrust, she felt as though she was being consumed, consumed by the very essence of her lover's manhood. She couldn't get enough of his cock, feeling it pound into her as she begged for more.

"Ah... Yes, like that," he said, his lips curling into a sneer. "You're mine now, Yilin. My Chinese sex toy. And you will do whatever I say. You will be my slut, my property, my possession. And you will love every second of it."

Yilin whimpered and moaned, her body moving in rhythm with his thrusts.

"White cock. So big." she gasped.

He kept fucking her harder and harder ramming her cunt. She begged him to be gentle, but he ignored her cries. He was enjoying the power he had over her. He wanted her to beg for more, to feel inferior and humiliated like never before. He wanted to control and humiliate her, to use her as his own personal property, to degrade and abuse her until she was left scarred and broken.

He fucked her with all the force he could muster, pounding into her relentlessly, as if trying to destroy her from within. Yilin arched beneath him, her head thrown back, her fingers curled tightly in the sheets as she tried to contain the pleasure-pain of the experience.

"Fuck me harder white daddy!" Yilin begged, her voice deep with desire. She loved the way he used her like a slut and forced her to take his perfect white cock. The more she screamed, the harder he fucked her hole, and the more she couldn't resist. She knew she was going to let him cum in her cunt, but that was okay, it was his cunt to cum in. He was so generous letting her feel his raw cock.

He did just that, slamming his massive white cock into her with relentless force. Her asian cunt tightened over and over as she screamed in agony. Her quivering chink pussy squirted helplessly, spraying his cock with her sticky chink juices. The sound of his balls slapping against her wet pussy was like music to his ears.

"Beg for my cum, chink," he demanded.

"Please daddy cum in my cunt daddy I need it," she pleaded. Part of her demanded she stop, slow down. She knew what she was asking. She wasn't on any kind of birth control. She could get pregnant. And yet she couldn't help herself.

"Please put a white baby in me."

She screamed it, her body responding to his natural superiority. She didn't want a white baby, but her womb was hungry for superior seed.

Her poor pussy burned as he used it hard and rough, her pussy juices coating his steel hard cock. His balls tightened and he pushed her down into the mattress and began to unload. His throbbing cock head was pumping his thick cum deep inside her. Every inch of him was filling her up, and for the first time in her life she felt full.

Yilin lay under the American, staring up at the ceiling as her body shuddered with aftershocks of pleasure. She had never felt anything quite like it before. The American's cum felt like the thickest, creamiest, most luxurious substance she had ever experienced.

She couldn't believe how much of his seed he had deposited inside her. It was like a thick, creamy river flowing from his cock into her waiting pussy. When he unsheathed his cock from her, he uncorked her like a champagne bottle with an audible pop. Cum sprayed from her red and raw cunt. She could feel it spilling over her thighs and pooling on the bed. She reached down, grabbing a handful and brought it up to her lips. The taste was unbelievable. She closed her eyes and savored the moment, reveling in the afterglow of her orgasm. She was in heaven, a place she never thought she would be. She had never been with a white man before, and now she had had a taste of what she had been missing.

The American rolled off of her and threw himself back on the bed, pulling her close. They lay there, both exhausted, trying to catch their breath. Yilin's heart was racing, she couldn't believe what she had done.

She had made her choice, she had betrayed her husband, and her culture for this white devil. She was pregnant with his child and there was no going back. She could feel his seed growing inside her and knew that her life would never be the same again. She closed her eyes, trying to block out the image of the man she had just cheated on her husband with. She struggled to come to terms with what she had done, the consequences of her actions.