The Muslim Pimp - Part I
Copyright© 2020 by Tyrone Smash
Chapter 15: First Command
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 15: First Command - A Somali Muslim living in Minnesota is able to use white guilt over slavery to convince young teenage white girls to whore themselves out for him. Later on, he partners with a professional pimp to increase his profits.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft Mult Teenagers Coercion Consensual Drunk/Drugged NonConsensual Pedophilia Reluctant Slavery Heterosexual Fiction Crime School BDSM MaleDom Humiliation Light Bond Spanking Gang Bang Harem Interracial Black Male White Female Indian Male Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration First Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Sex Toys Small Breasts 2nd POV Prostitution Revenge Violence
“Now slave. I will give you your first command. I want you to ask your Master to bring you to his friend Salem and install a piercing in your belly button that says SLUT!”
OMG. OMG. She couldn’t do that. She had already told Abdi that she couldn’t do that. All the girls in her gym class would see her and bully her. But she had agreed to obey his every command! And this was his first command! How could she say no. “Master” she said softly, “you know why I can’t do that. All the other girls in my gym class will see the piercing and bully me. It will be terrible.”
He responded angrily. “So just was just a game for you. You were just humoring this dumb African without really becoming his slave. I suppose a girl with your white privilege could never be owned by a Black man!”
He was angry! She didn’t mean for it to be a game. She wanted to be a slave as long as it meant that he fucked her! She didn’t think that he would command her to do something like this. But she had solemnly agreed to obey his every command. She had said that she would be his property. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad. Maybe this was just a test for her and he really wouldn’t make her do it. Or maybe he would let her remove the piercing after a while. She decided. “Master, would you please bring me to your friend Salem and ask him to install a belly piercing that says SLUT!”
She had submitted! There would be no going back for the slut after this! “Good slave, You have pleased your Master. Get dressed. But there is no need to put on your bra. It will only get in the way.”
Emma felt a warm glow in her stomach when he praised her. Maybe she was a natural slave who wanted to obey her Master. She realized that she was doing the right thing in submitting. She quickly got dressed. Abdi prepared another joint and gave it to her when they got into the car.
“Master, will a belly piercing hurt?” she said softly. Emma was starting to become afraid.
“Yes, it will hurt a little. It is like getting a vaccination. But most of the pain will be gone quickly and the little pain that remains for a couple of days will remind you that you have pleased your Master. Just smoke this cigarette and it will help to deaden the pain.”
That didn’t seem so bad, thought Emma. A flu shot hurt a little but the pain went away. She dutifully smoked on the cigarette. It did make her feel good. When they arrived at the shop, Abdi took her hand and led her to a man who must be his friend Salem.
“This is the girl who want the belly piercing that we talked about.”
Salem look Emma over and smiled. She was as sexy as Abdi had described. “Follow me to the back of the shop.”
Emma felt nervous as Abdi led her to the back. Once there Salem retrieved his piercing tools and then he lifted Emma’s top above her tits! She wanted to protest but didn’t want to disappoint her Master. Then Salem started fondling her tits. She could feel her nipples getting hard. She moaned!
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