1. Blinded by the Light


    Date: 1/13/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Authoritarian, BDSM, Black, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Domination/submission, Extreme, Humiliation, Interracial, Torture, Author: afroerotik, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com

    not one large sum of money. He laughed nervously. “Wow, did you win the lottery,” trying to think of a way to hide his clear shock and awe? Regretting his choice of words immediately, he shuffled papers on his desk and he felt about an inch tall. He knew it wasn’t appropriate or professional to ask and he wished he could eat his words but his mind was searching, scrambling, wondering how she could have come into that much money at one time. There was a part of his brain that couldn’t process a Black woman could have that sort of money without thinking there was some sort of criminal enterprise involved: drugs, prostitution, or perhaps larceny. He recovered quickly, saying, “I’m sure we can help you with those things. Have you consulted with anyone about some higher risk investments that might yield you greater returns? I would love to show you some investment options that would . . .” Bob felt his words being stifled by her intense stare. He stopped mid-sentence, his words dying off, culminating in a nadir of insecurity and intimidation. Elaine didn’t respond to either question, rather she simply gave a sly smile and a look that clearly said, “Just do what the fuck I told you to do and don’t ask any dumb questions.” She didn’t have to say the words rather she communicated them clearly with some sort of telepathic, mind-bending sorcery. Bob was always uncomfortable around women socially and this woman seemed to be staring a hole into his very being, peering into the deepest, ...
    darkest recesses of his soul. And Bob had some filthy secrets to hide in those dark, veiled places. She opened her purse and pulled out a cashier’s check made out to her in the amount of $1.25 million exactly. Bob swallowed hard. He felt a pang of jealousy for anyone with that amount of money and his own massive debts made him feel inferior but he pulled himself together called his supervisor and went about the business of fulfilling her requests. The process of setting up all those accounts with that amount of money takes days not hours and there are tons of terms of agreement forms to be signed, tax forms and tax identification numbers to be filed, signature cards on top of virtual signature cards, approvals, overrides, overnighted packages, PINs programmed, free gifts, and credit and debit cards to be issued. When all was said and done, Elaine and Bob had spent a significant amount of time together. Their conversations were sparse, strictly limited to business, and after each encounter, when he would go home and unwind from his day, Bob would fill in the blanks with his own fantasies of not only how she came into that sort of money but the things she would do to him. Oh, the things she would do. Bob intentionally tried to make their interactions longer than were necessary. He would say he needed to speak to someone at corporate and then call his personal cell phone from his office phone and pretend to be on hold or mumbling a variety of affirmative responses pretending to ...
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