Interracial Sissy Story

I know because I had used to know this girl from school. But, she had just kinda "disappeared", and noone had heard from her. I didn't know her that well myself, to be honest. She looked "different" from what I had remembered, to say the least. Full lipstick, gorgeous "curly hair, lots of "colorful" makeup and a fur coat. She had a really trashy slutty look, to be so young. Something about her also seemed to be way too mature for her age. She took a drag off her cigarette, and exhaled, looking at me for an answer. I am speechless for a sec and when I start to answer she starts to come up to me and says "How old are you, baby doll?", obviously not remembering me. She kinda smiles at me and invites me to come inside where I'll be safe. I remind her where I know her from as she opens the door to let me into the small building, but as I turn around, she shuts the lights off and closes the door. Just then, I feel some strong, heavy arms grab both of my biceps tight. I turn lightning quick, as if to scream, but a huge hand covers my mouth.

Just then I feel another hand strip my pants off as the guy holding my arms pushes me onto the floor. I can't believe that this is actually happening, and scared senseless, but still aroused at the same time. He's on top of my back breathing heavily and I then feel something unexpected. I feel a cockhead that is MUCH larger than I expected and much wetter, as if it's been oiled up prior to my entering the room, poised at my backdoor. I struggle to reach my feet as I mock like I want to escape. This does not feel as I expected, at first, but much more painful, as it doesn't fit smoothly. He pushes and pushes until deep inside me, and I can feel him almost automatically cum inside my quivering ass. As he pulls out, I feel the other hand pull some chemical coated cloth up to my face. The next thing I know, I'm out cold.

Next morning: "Wake up, hon!" I hear a familiar female voice as I'm splashed in the face with water and completely naked, lying on a bed. I wake quick, looking at the girl who had lured me to this "trap." I start to protest when I notice a gun turn on me being held by a rather large muscular black "thug" at the doorway of the strange bedroom I'm lying in. With a cigarette dangling from her sexy lips, she told me "YOU got a choice, boy. How much do value your life?"