Ch .12 The Walk of Shame
Amanda, too afraid to read the messages, walked back to campus from the rapists flat. She knew whatever lay in those text messages wasn’t good news. Walking back she had noticed how sore she was in her legs, vagina, asshole and mouth. As she entered her dorm room, dread came over her. She sat down and with trepidation, swiped right to see the messages.
“YOU BLOODY FUCKING SLUT! I KNEW IT WAS ALL TRUE” Omar Habibi
“Your mother and I need to have a talk with you.” ***
“Are you not getting our messages or calls?” ***
“Here is a pic of my dick. Is it not good enough you BITCH?” Omar
Amanda noticed that she had received some missed calls from a private number, shortly after the men had forwarded the messages. Amanda was terrified of the consequences that lay ahead. The irony was, had she showed up as a victim had taken all 30 black men at the gangbang, she may have survived it and experienced the pinnacle of being blacked. She averted that by being two weeks late to campus on purpose and now just two Black Panthers had destroyed her life, after giving her a wild night.
Amanda was increasingly angry by now at herself, the situation and these black pigs that had practically enslaved her. She was also furious at Omar who had become, by now, a serious irritant factor. She responded to his dick pick “It’s not large enough or black enough Habibi. Now go fuck yourself.” She hit ‘SEND’. Her heart fluttered. Immediately she received a call from a private number. It must have been Omar.
Amanda was livid so didn’t care about keeping up impressions, certainly not for her pathetic former boyfriend. She picked up the phone and said “What do you want?”
Omar responded “I have never been this disappointed and shocked by you. In all these years….” Amanda interrupted him “Omar..Omar..Omar you are a short small statured hairy Arab who cannot even come close to comparing to what these black men made me experience. Alright? You have no penis. You have no job or career. There. I said it!”
“But khalas my Amanda these things dont MATTER!” Omar screamed, almost delusional by now.
Amanda said “Unless you want me to send your dick pics to your ******, understand this, I don’t want to hear from you ever again. Go away and far away. Pathetic asshole!” And turned the phone off, impulsively.
Nervous that she would miss her ***’s calls, she turned it back on again only to see more tirades from Omar. She blocked him as a contact and deleted all his messages.
She next received a message from a new number she didnt recognise. “Thanks Amanda for submitting your video for auditioning for Blackedraw. We like what we saw and would like to invite you over to Las Vegas on the 22nd of October for an audition. We reimburse travel and food expenses for the day. Please arrive at 9am for an STD test and shooting along with the interview begins at 11am - Prince Y.”
At first Amanda was confused but now understood what they meant. The black bastards who had taken her last night, had forwarded the same video to interracial porn sites. She had just received her first offer to potentially be a black cock slut on camera for a major interracial website. One she was a member of already! The thought sickened her but she was not left with many options. She was yet to speak to her father but she knew deep down he had already disowned her as of last night.
She now took the time to make the most dreaded call of all and pulled up ‘***’ on her contact list.
“Amanda hi. Your mother is on the line with me.” He said in a stoic and calm voice.
“Hi…hi mom ***..I’m so….so sorry but the video isn’t what you think. It’s a deep fake. You know…habibi the AI technology!” She desperately explained.
“Mandy, why would you send us this video from your phone if someone made an AI fake about you. We can park the excuses. Your *** will take it from here. I have no words left for you, as your mother.” Her mother responded.
“Amanda I knew something was not right already this summer when you visited but this video shows that I have failed in bringing you up as a value added, contributing citizen. We spent years of financial and vocational guidance only to see you turn into a…it is too…painful” her father started to sob.
“Habibi no you dont understand..khalas…***” Amanda pleaded.
“As of today we are cutting funding and you are free to do as you like. Good luck in America. You can keep in touch with your mother but please do not contact me. CLICK” he finished off and hung up.
Amanda knelt and broke down into tears and spent the next hour crying. She felt never so alone, never so violated, never so forced. Once she collected herself, she logged into her online banking to check the status of her funds. She had just under $3k in her checking account. The dorm room fees were $1,500 a month alone and food another $500-1k. Tuition, luckily, had been paid for this second year of college by her *** already. But it became ample clear to her that she needed to start making substantial amount of money, rather quickly. The avenues in todays digital age, for doing so, were manyfold and filled with opportunities. As a student-tutor, she could earn some money on the side but she knew that lacking a proper degree, her tutelage wouldn’t earn her, her keep until she actually graduated. She could’ve responded to the interracial porn website offer but this would mean her internet record would mean she would never work again in a serious sector. She had seen what had happened to other, previous women who had taken black cocks for the masses - like Mia Khalifa. A convenient middle ground may have been, then, streaming. Only Fans is something Jacinda knew very well and was already earning from on the side. Amanda thought she could create a niche where her obvious physical assets which tend to tame even the most virile of black men, could be on display in return for online tips and money. She would focus on BBC dildo masturbation and feet at first and take it from there. She now felt better, with a proper plan in place.
They say it is darkest before dawn. Amanda’s new dawn had arrived.
The end.
“YOU BLOODY FUCKING SLUT! I KNEW IT WAS ALL TRUE” Omar Habibi
“Your mother and I need to have a talk with you.” ***
“Are you not getting our messages or calls?” ***
“Here is a pic of my dick. Is it not good enough you BITCH?” Omar
Amanda noticed that she had received some missed calls from a private number, shortly after the men had forwarded the messages. Amanda was terrified of the consequences that lay ahead. The irony was, had she showed up as a victim had taken all 30 black men at the gangbang, she may have survived it and experienced the pinnacle of being blacked. She averted that by being two weeks late to campus on purpose and now just two Black Panthers had destroyed her life, after giving her a wild night.
Amanda was increasingly angry by now at herself, the situation and these black pigs that had practically enslaved her. She was also furious at Omar who had become, by now, a serious irritant factor. She responded to his dick pick “It’s not large enough or black enough Habibi. Now go fuck yourself.” She hit ‘SEND’. Her heart fluttered. Immediately she received a call from a private number. It must have been Omar.
Amanda was livid so didn’t care about keeping up impressions, certainly not for her pathetic former boyfriend. She picked up the phone and said “What do you want?”
Omar responded “I have never been this disappointed and shocked by you. In all these years….” Amanda interrupted him “Omar..Omar..Omar you are a short small statured hairy Arab who cannot even come close to comparing to what these black men made me experience. Alright? You have no penis. You have no job or career. There. I said it!”
“But khalas my Amanda these things dont MATTER!” Omar screamed, almost delusional by now.
Amanda said “Unless you want me to send your dick pics to your ******, understand this, I don’t want to hear from you ever again. Go away and far away. Pathetic asshole!” And turned the phone off, impulsively.
Nervous that she would miss her ***’s calls, she turned it back on again only to see more tirades from Omar. She blocked him as a contact and deleted all his messages.
She next received a message from a new number she didnt recognise. “Thanks Amanda for submitting your video for auditioning for Blackedraw. We like what we saw and would like to invite you over to Las Vegas on the 22nd of October for an audition. We reimburse travel and food expenses for the day. Please arrive at 9am for an STD test and shooting along with the interview begins at 11am - Prince Y.”
At first Amanda was confused but now understood what they meant. The black bastards who had taken her last night, had forwarded the same video to interracial porn sites. She had just received her first offer to potentially be a black cock slut on camera for a major interracial website. One she was a member of already! The thought sickened her but she was not left with many options. She was yet to speak to her father but she knew deep down he had already disowned her as of last night.
She now took the time to make the most dreaded call of all and pulled up ‘***’ on her contact list.
“Amanda hi. Your mother is on the line with me.” He said in a stoic and calm voice.
“Hi…hi mom ***..I’m so….so sorry but the video isn’t what you think. It’s a deep fake. You know…habibi the AI technology!” She desperately explained.
“Mandy, why would you send us this video from your phone if someone made an AI fake about you. We can park the excuses. Your *** will take it from here. I have no words left for you, as your mother.” Her mother responded.
“Amanda I knew something was not right already this summer when you visited but this video shows that I have failed in bringing you up as a value added, contributing citizen. We spent years of financial and vocational guidance only to see you turn into a…it is too…painful” her father started to sob.
“Habibi no you dont understand..khalas…***” Amanda pleaded.
“As of today we are cutting funding and you are free to do as you like. Good luck in America. You can keep in touch with your mother but please do not contact me. CLICK” he finished off and hung up.
Amanda knelt and broke down into tears and spent the next hour crying. She felt never so alone, never so violated, never so forced. Once she collected herself, she logged into her online banking to check the status of her funds. She had just under $3k in her checking account. The dorm room fees were $1,500 a month alone and food another $500-1k. Tuition, luckily, had been paid for this second year of college by her *** already. But it became ample clear to her that she needed to start making substantial amount of money, rather quickly. The avenues in todays digital age, for doing so, were manyfold and filled with opportunities. As a student-tutor, she could earn some money on the side but she knew that lacking a proper degree, her tutelage wouldn’t earn her, her keep until she actually graduated. She could’ve responded to the interracial porn website offer but this would mean her internet record would mean she would never work again in a serious sector. She had seen what had happened to other, previous women who had taken black cocks for the masses - like Mia Khalifa. A convenient middle ground may have been, then, streaming. Only Fans is something Jacinda knew very well and was already earning from on the side. Amanda thought she could create a niche where her obvious physical assets which tend to tame even the most virile of black men, could be on display in return for online tips and money. She would focus on BBC dildo masturbation and feet at first and take it from there. She now felt better, with a proper plan in place.
They say it is darkest before dawn. Amanda’s new dawn had arrived.
The end.
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