Chapter 0 - I'll definitely blast you, Purity


Contains: MILF, mature, raceplay, mind-break, anal, degradation, dub-con to con 



Kayden Anders, better known to America and the rest of the world as Purity, the second strongest blaster in America after Legend, sighed gently to herself as she landed in the back-garden of her house. Upon getting near her residence, she had toned down the normal glow from her powers, rendering her practically invisible in the night, ensuring she wasn't seen by anyone.

It had been a long night. Asian gangbangers from the ABB were acting up as well as some common thugs from... the Empire. She let out a long, exhausted groan at the thought. She had been trying so hard recently as Purity to get rid of the stigma attached to her name, to get rid of the nazi stench that she never truly believed in. A moment of weakness that led to her trigger, moments of weakness after it, only for it all to result in allowing herself to be swayed by Max, by his charisma and charm. She had been infatuated by him, she had loved him.

'Well,' she thought bitterly, 'that was my biggest mistake.' The utter arsehole. 

Kayden knew she had problems when out, flying around Brockton Bay. She knew she still focussed on minorities committing crimes, that she tended not to fight those who belonged to the Empire, especially the capes. But it was so hard. The capes, especially, despite their twisted views, were her friends, who she fought with, laughed with. Yet every time she returned home, and saw that beautiful little baby girl sleeping in her cot, she knew why she was doing it. Why she had left the Empire 88, why she was fighting to be recognised as a hero. 

For her. All for her little Aster. So that she could grow up, proud to have Kayden as her mother. 

So that she could smile when she heard about Purity saving someone. That she could smile when she heard about Purity helping someone. No matter their race, no matter if they were homosexual or transgender or anything else along those lines – no matter if they went against everything the Empire 88 espoused. 

But it was still hard. 

Hard to break habits formed from her time fighting as a member. Hard to disparage all that she had seen, even though she knew that everything the Empire spoke was just rhetoric, even though she knew that many of the crimes she prevented were often perpetrated by the people the Empire wants to recruit.  

But she would continue to try. 

After taking some time to herself, taking a shower and grabbing some food, she sighed as she got up to go and get herself a drink, when she paused upon hearing the doorbell. With a small groan of frustration, she put the drink down and walked over to the front door, checking her appearance in a mirror as she did so. Somewhat mousey, brown hair tumbled down past her shoulders, framing an attractive, mature face.  She was around average height, perhaps only slightly smaller, but it didn't detract from her beauty. Nor her figure; one that was honed by staying in shape and fighting often. She possessed an hour-glass figure, both curved and toned with faint lines of visible muscle and sculpted legs that flared into wide hips, but what always drew people's attention were her gorgeously plump tits, barely restrained in the tank-top she had thrown on after getting out of the shower, and her firm, tight arse. Her breasts weren't the largest – certainly not as big as Jessica's or Nessa's, but they were busty nevertheless, a frankly pleasant handful that still drew the eye of most men.

Kayden smiled at herself in the mirror, trying to cheer herself up after the long night, before sighing. 'Fuck Max.'

Kayden opened the door, smiling and beginning to speak. “Hello, how can I hel-” her question was cut off as she stopped speaking upon seeing the person standing before her at her door. He was... tall, and visibly muscular, his arms at least twice the size of her own. He was dressed in plain clothes – a tight white shirt that clung so tightly to his skin that it almost seemed painted on, his defined body visible under it, and a pair of baggy shorts designed for hot weather covering his legs. He had a lovely smile as he looked at her, his steel-grey eyes roaming over her visibly, glinting with something as she flushed before his gaze, but what immediately caught his attention was... well, he was black. Shaking her head slightly to gather herself, her hand tightened on the door handle as her mind fought off old prejudices, as she fought off every instinct she had to immediately fight him, instead deciding to politely welcome him. 'Of course, it helps that he's so very handsome,' A traitorous, wandering part of her mind thought.

“I apologise, h-how can I help you?” Kayden asked, a tight smile on her face as she continued to look at him.

“Evening ma'am, my name is Jamal,” the man began, his voice smooth, deep and confident, sending shivers down Kayden's spine, “may I trouble you for a moment of your time inside?” 

Despite a deep-seated part of her rebelling at the thought of letting a coloured man inside her home, a part that screamed at her about all she had seen whilst part of the Empire, she found herself letting the man- letting Jamal in after looking at him for a few more moments, silencing the instinctual parts of her that said no, reminding herself that she was trying to be better, that he didn't seem dangerous and, well, if it came to it... she was Purity after all, she could – she would blast him. 

“Thank you, ma'am,” he spoke, smiling at her as he walked past and into the house. Kayden's nostrils flared as he walked past, he smelt... good. 'But- that- it shouldn't be possible,' Kayden thought, somewhat dazedly as she followed Jamal inside, her eyes inadvertently dipping to his rump as he walked in confidently, as if he owned the place.

Having gone into the living room, Kayden turned to him. “So, what can I do for you Jamal?”       

His lips twisted into a leer, his eyes gleaming as they looked at her. “I'd just like discuss something with you, if that's okay?”

“About what?”

With a too-wide grin, he replied. “Your activities as Purity.”

It took her no time to react, her fist lighting up with power as she went to attack, but hesitated ever so slightly upon seeing his hand facing palm up, a slight tsk coming from him as he spoke once more, an aura of confidence surrounding him, filling the room with his presence. “Ah, ah, ah, no, lets not do that. Wouldn't want to wake your neighbours or little Aster now, would we? Besides,” he spoke, a grin on his lips as his eyes roamed over her, “I've got a friend who knows where I am, and who you are. If I don't text them at some point... well, you get the idea.” The last bit was a bluff, but Kayden didn't know that, and it showed as her face twisted in thought, distress and anger clear on her visage, but she had powered down, glaring at Jamal as he stood there smugly. 

Through gritted teeth, her eyes glaring at him, she asked. “What do you want?”      

“Why, I just want to... talk. After all, you're a hero now, right? Nothing wrong with talking to a black man like me?”

Kayden's eye twitched as she visibly restrained herself once more. The sheer nerve of this bastard! To come here and... and threaten her!

“See, since you're a hero now, I figure that you gotta make it up to the community ya'know? So I thought we could have a little chat.” Jamal said, a smug grin upon his lips. 

Exhaling, she looked at him, before nodding, replying in a clipped tone. “Very well. What would you like to talk about?” 

Walking over to her, Jamal stood before her, his muscular frame looming before her as she looked at him. “See, I figure that at some point in your life you met someone who scared you and you got sucked into the Empire because of that fear. I reckon you've never talked to a guy like me before, never... experienced a guy like me before.” His grin turned somewhat roguish, and though Kayden would never admit it, especially considering the circumstances, it was charming. 

“I'm going to change that.” 

Raising an eyebrow, trying not to let his close proximity affect her, she replied, sneering. “Oh? How are you going to do that? By coming into my house under false pretences and threatening me? Yeah, definitely going to work.”

“Oh, don't forget you invited me in all the same, but I'll do it in the best way possible. Like this.”

He leaned forward suddenly, striking as if he were a snake and she his prey, smashing his lips upon hers as his arms looped around her body, holding her close. Kayden was startled, too shocked to react to the sudden pressure against her lips, as she mindlessly responded to the intense kiss in an automatic manner, before her mind caught up and she squirmed in his grasp, trying to push him away, the thought of using her power far from her mind in this situation. 

He dominated the kiss, his lips engulfing hers as his tongue plundered her mouth with abandon, battering her tongue aside even as she grunted in his grip, trying to gain some semblance of control, determined to resist what was happening, to break free from his embrace, determined not to let what was going on affect her, especially not from this... thug. His hands grabbed her, sneaking around and sinking into her arse, practically moulding her figure to his body as she sunk into his muscular form, completely trapped within his embrace. He pulled back from kissing her, before nipping at her neck, kissing it sloppily, making lewd sucking noises echo around the living room as his hands roamed and groped her body with wanton greed.    

Kayden couldn't help but let out a whimpering moan as she was kissed upon her neck, as his hands felt her body. She knew she should stop this, but part of her was concerned about harming Aster in someway, and another part, one she couldn't-wouldn't acknowledge wanted it, because it felt... good. 

He pulled back once more, his eyes looking at the slight darkening of Kayden's neck where his lips had been, before he stared at her in the eyes, intense and smouldering. Jamal gave Kayden no respite, as his hands simply tore the haphazard clothes she had put on after her shower apart, leaving her standing there before him completely naked, her body on complete display.

His hands roamed over her naked body as he stared at her, groping her breasts and tweaking her hardening nipples, smirking as she let out breathless whimpers. “God, look at you. Such a fine, mature slut you are.” He pulled her into another sloppy, passionate, nasty spit-soaked kiss, as his hands sunk into the flesh of her rump, leaving red finger-marks on the skin of her arse.      

“I've got something else for you,” he grunted, pushing her back ever so slightly as he stood before her, smirking as he saw her try to regain some equilibrium from what just happened, as she tried to regain some control, as she visibly tried to gather the contempt she had previously shown.

“You dirty bas...tard...” she begun heatedly, before her voice dropped off into stunned silence as Jamal dropped his pants, and Kayden near recoiled at what she saw; her eyes were wide, seeing but unbelieving. She had heard the rumours about black men, of course, but she had never thought anything of it - she didn't believe it at all. After all, pretty much every black man she had seen was a dirty thug, a criminal, but... but this - it wasn't just a cock, it was the longest, fattest, biggest fucking cock she had ever seen, an obelisk of destruction, it seemed as thick and long as her fucking arm! 

Kayden couldn't help but make comparisons, even as she shook her head, trying to make sense of what she saw, trying to rationalise it but all she could do was gawk. Quite frankly, it put Max, well it put every man to shame and she found herself flushing, her body warming up as she stared at the pulsing, throbbing phallus, not even registering the fact that she sunk to her knees, the sight of such a bitch-breaker triggering some atavistic instinct in her lizard brain, her mind filling up with lurid, taboo desires that she didn't even know she possessed, her face getting closer to the massive dick as if it had some magnetic, irresistible pull to it, her mouth opening automatically when-

SMACK!

His large hand slapped her face, her hair whipping to the side as her cheek flared with pain. Kayden knew she should call upon her vast power and blast this... this man, this cocky bastard; to reduce Jamal to atoms, but something deep, something primal within stopped her. He wasn't like Max, or any white boys she had been with before, who tried to act rough and domineering, all of whom failed – he just was, utterly unforgiving, treating her like absolute shit, his sheer physicality and callousness merely making her pussy drip.                                   

He grabbed a handful of her hair, yanking her face forward into his crotch. She knelt there, somewhat dazed, her face buried in his large, black balls, near-automatically sniffing and inhaling deep whiffs of the musk that was slowly swamping her mind, searing its scent into her brain, her eyes dilating from the scent as her tongue lapping out and licking at the orange-sized nuts.  Her lips slowly engulfed one, an unintentional moan leaving her mouth as she feasted upon the nuts, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked and lathered the balls in spit. Kayden told herself she was only doing it because he was holding her, because he had threatened her – as she slurped on the huge balls, that's what she told herself.                 

She moved up the dark meat, eyes fluttering unintentionally as she opened her mouth wide, leaning forwards, her tongue rolling out of her mouth as she licked the 'nasty, smelly thick black cock.'

Her head moved forward, her lips wrapping around the shaft, bobbing to and fro as she forced the dick further down her throat, moaning and groaning as she felt it deep in her gullet, making herself gag as she sucked it with a wet, sloppy embrace, looking more like a cheap whore, than the strong, dangerous Purity that everyone else saw. Kayden slurped and sucked, choking on the cock and making a mess of herself, even as part of her mind seemed to scream at her in anger, wondering why she was doing such a thing.

'He's so fucking big, he's stretching my throat completely, and I still barely have any of it in my mouth! What a fucking dirty bastard! Why does a black thug like him have to have such an amazing cock?'
                       
Gllrrrrccchh! Glrrrrrkkkk!

“Purity,” Jamal snorted contemptuously, looking down upon her, “thought you were a big-shot racist criminal, but you're just a white bitch unaware of her true place – on her knees. Shit, white cunts like you were made to worship black dick!” he groaned as her mouth formed a tight seal around his cock, enjoying the sensations he was receiving from the blaster.

Jamal growled lustfully, before he sunk his fingers into her hair and truly grabbed her locks, before really starting to go to town on her face. He fucked her face harshly, with long, deep thrusts, the rough, uncaring dragging of her head up and down his prick causing Kayden's mouth to really swab the pole of meat, gagging and swallowing and drooling all over it as it was lodged in her airways, a visible bulge in her slender neck.

'He's... fucking my face, his cock is treating me like a, a brain-dead bit of, nnnGGHH, fuckmeat❤!'

Even as he fucked her face without regard or care for her, Kayden found herself letting out whimpers and moans, enjoying herself far more than she thought she would. As she sucked and choked on the gargantuan fuckstick plundering her throat, she found herself getting turned on, she felt sheer lust coursing through her, and she was both simultaneously horrified and aroused, her cheeks flush with sweat as her matronly thighs rubbed together, her bountiful bosom heaving as she burned with molten heat.

“Hnnnggghh, fuck,” he grunted through gritted teeth, “yes, like that, it feels so fuckin' good!” With every word he spoke, he emphasised with a harsh, punching thrust. The warm, wet, slick embrace of Kayden's throat felt incredible around his dick, the small moans and gagging noises she was letting out as his cock tore in and out of her oesophagus only spurring him on faster and harder.                                

Gllrrrkk! Glllrrrch! Gllrrrrkk!

“Nnnnngghh~” Kayden could only let out whimpers and groans around the cock that was stuffing her throat; it was too much, his cock was so large that every pummelling thrust down her throat felt like someone was trying to shove an object into a different shaped-hole, and with every hit was getting closer to succeeding. 

Though her eyes were blurry and dazed from the face-fucking, she looked up at him, seeing him sneer at her, it sent something fluttering through her, something she had never experienced, and she had to consciously remind herself that she was doing this for Aster, not because she wanted it... because she didn't! Not at all – ignoring the fact that her tongue was lapping away at the shaft, ignoring the way her body burned, the way her pussy dripped, the way her thoughts were racing. She saw every muscle of his tense, every taut line that flexed, his body carved like a marble god. She could feel his balls tense even as he continued to slam into her face without regard for her, could practically sense the cum churning in those sperm-tanks, and she grabbed onto his thighs for purchase as he sped up once again, grunting as he did so.

“Open wide you sexy bitch!” Jamal grunted, his body tensing, “gonna make your face even whiter you pasty, needy slut!” He growled near ferally, punching straight to the hilt, fully burying himself inside her throat as cum erupted from his cock, thick, ropey strands of jizz surging forth, filling her mouth to the brim as the potent seed shot down her throat and into her stomach. There was so much gooey cum overwhelming her and filling her up; it was as if Leviathan itself was present and drowning her under its power.

Even as Jamal slowly dislodged his cock from her gullet, a wet, sloppy schllorrrrpp echoing around the room as he did so, he remained hard, his cock still pulsing, still shooting out a few strands of jizz that splattered over Kayden's face, drenching it in his ball-blatter. Kayden's tongue darted out of her mouth as she licked the ropey strands surrounding her lips, not even realising she was doing so, lust burning through her as her body and mind were completely overrun by potent desires, focussed on the man before her. 

'He's... he just... oh fuck his cum tastes so good~❤' Kayden thought, 'nnnghh, fuckfuckfuck!' 

He snorted, a contemptuous, mocking laugh coming from his lips as he looked at Kayden, her face covered in his cum, her brown hair flush with sweat and jizz, as his cock rested upon her forehead, using it like a perch for his meat-monster. “Shit, that's a good look for you! Any of those tiny white boys you've had can't compete with a real cock – this is all you'll need now. But I'm no-where near done re-educating you, slut.” 

Using his foot, planting it in-between her breasts, he carelessly, casually pushed Kayden back onto the floor, and she lay there, still somewhat dazed, staring up at him, at this virile pillar of masculinity, gulping ever so slightly as he knelt down in front of her, his fat fuckstick resting just over his dripping snatch, making her shiver. She shouldn't be accepting this, shouldn't be wanting this, it went against everything she knew, everything she had believed in even if she had been trying to change but there was just something about him and– fuck she wanted it!

Jamal grabbed her legs, gripping her calves and shoving them up past her head, holding them there as he loomed over her. Kayden could feel her pussy throb, burning with need and dripping with arousal, her body full of molten heat, she could feel her cunt practically begging for Jamal's gargantuan fuckpillar.     

Jamal grinned, enjoying the somewhat longing expression her face had, before he slammed his cock into her dripping cunt, her folds opening for his dick with all the ease of someone punching through wet paper. Kayden's mouth dropped open, a silent scream bellowing forth as her whole body went tense, her brain was still trying to catch up with what just happened. However, Jamal gave her no respite, he didn't let her adjust, he just pulled back and slammed back in. Her body was stretched to the utmost as his cock smashed into her pussy, mighty thrust after mighty thrust rocking her mature body. Her silent scream transformed into an undulating cry of rapture that echoed around the house; it was as though she had been impaled upon a stake, as if Max had used his parahuman power and speared her through.

“Ooooh f-f-fuccccckkk! Too fucking big! Your black fucking monster cock is tearing me nnngghhh, ❤open~!❤” Kayden gasped, her body was practically limp in his grasp, her body shaking wildly as he rutted into her savagely, his balls clapping into her arse as her tits bounced and shook from his thrusts, clapping against each other in a lewd, lurid fashion. Kayden had always found black people to be... base, primitive and suspicious, most definitely views inherited from her time in the Empire, but Jamal was beyond that, he was like some out of control animal whose only purpose was to conquer and breed needy bitches, as a massive orgasm tore through her body, as she came furiously around his cock, adrenaline rushing through her as her brain seemed to fry from the raw intensity of her climax.

Jamal laughed at her, continuing to tunnel his massive bitch breaker deep in her cunt. Each harsh thrust of his girthy cock only fucked her deeper into submission, each punishing slam of his cock only serving as a hazier push into roughness, into a dizzy submission that she never knew she was craving. Passion ripped her asunder, the wild thrusts making her buck and writhe dizzily as her cunt was stretched by Jamal.  

'You wanted this ever since you first saw him, didn't you? Ever since he came in and completely dominated you, this great big black thug, unleashing every depraved thought you've ever repressed!' Kayden could only squeal like a stuck pig, her pussy moulding to his cock like a glove, every muscle she possessed squeezing and contracting around the thick phallus plundering her depths.           

“Look at you,” Jamal growled, “just another white whore, waiting for, needing superior cock!” 

WHAM!

WHAM!
     
WHAM!

Jamal scoffed. “Desperate, horny white whores like you love being choked, it drives you wild,” he sneered, wrapping his hands around her slender neck as he railed into her in a brutal mating press against the carpet on her floor. Kayden made no effort to break his grasp, made no effort to use her powers to escape, completely enraptured by the sheer savagery she was experiencing. Being pinned under this man, a black man, choked by his grip and utterly fucked was... it was driving her crazy, delirium overwhelming her as she convulsed under him.

He looked at her directly in the eye, his hand still choking her as he rutted into her, her mouth wide open in ecstasy, and spat directly in her mouth, like some animal claiming territory. Kayden didn't even say anything about it, so lost in a lustful, orgasmic daze as her pussy was continuously excavated by his cock that she just accepted it, accepted being spat on by this... this thug~! She was lost in lust-fuelled madness and it was so good.

'Blackcockblackcockblackcaaawwwkk❤!'

“Oh gaaaaawwdddd I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Fuck meeeee you black bastard!” Kayden gasped out, an orgasm crashing over her body with all the force of one of Bakuda's explosive bombs. “You're so much bigger than any man I've, I've been with, so much bigger, I fuckin' ❤love❤ it~!” 

Kayden was spitting upon her previous marriage to Max, she was spitting upon everything she had tentatively believed in and fought for but... but she didn't care. She was getting fucked better than she could have ever dreamed, she was cumming constantly, quickly, harder and longer from his fat, black cock than she had ever done before. 

“Yeah you like that cock don't you, bitch? Feel me stretching your wet cunt wide open? No white man will ever compare to me, gonna leave you gaping!” Jamal sneered, cock still surging forward, tunnelling into her cunt. 

“Fuuhhh-fuccckk, your nasty caw-cockk is too much! Too muchhhh!” Kayden babbled, any dignity she may have had completely gone, all of her previous fire against what was happening gone – why had she protested this earlier? Her tongue lolled out of her mouth somewhat dumbly as her mind felt like it was breaking, her grips on reality shattering as her face flushed a deep, dark red. She couldn't- she couldn't stop yelling and gasping, mewling and writhing, even though her screams of rapture did quieten simply from the sheer force with which he was railing into her – she barely had the energy to breathe from his onslaught, her voice little more than animalistic grunts as she was lost in a vortex of lust and pleasure.

“I can fuhh~feel you in my womb!” she gasped out, his cock punching through to the base, her mind lost in a lustful haze, awash with pleasure and pure euphoria.

“Take my cum you little white slut! You've looked down on black people your entire life, you've fought and hurt us as part of the Empire, and now you're gonna be nothing but a whore for black cock you nasty MILF! I'm gonna fill you up so much that you'll be leaking cum for days!”

His thrusts doubled in intensity as he felt himself quickly approaching climax, the slick embrace of her cunt wrapping around his cock feeling utterly amazing to him, her ecstasy-wracked expression barely registering what was happening as she was in the throes of monstrous orgasms, one after the other that wrecked her brain.

WHAM!

WHAM!

WHAMWHAMWHAMWHAMWHAMWHAM!

“This body was meant for black cock!” Jamal roared, rutting into her with intense fervour and pressure, with all the wanton savagery of an unhinged beast.

“It's true,” Kayden gasped out, the heavy beats of his thrusts, the clapping of his hips against hers as sweet and alluring as a siren's song. “My white cunt belongs to nasty black men like you! I'm just a dumb white fuckslut! A prime old ~❤cumdump❤!”

Jamal groaned, low and deep as his cock pulsed and throbbed, shooting thick, ropey strands of his seed deep into Kayden's cunt, his seed filling her up as she came once again from being filled, her pussy gripping his still pulsing cock like a vice, not wanting to let go.

He easily lifted her trembling form up, still impaled upon his rock-hard shaft as he pawed and groped her shaking tits, before turning her around, placing her so she was on her hands and knees and that he was behind her, before he slammed into her quim once more.

'Ahh yes! Fuck me, harder, you brute!' as he pounded into her from behind faster, more franticly, with more vigour, her voice a near warble, the room filled with the lewd, lurid chorus of flesh slapping against flesh, shrieking as she came again and again on the fat cock, being fucked with almost violent force, her pussy squeezing his fuckstick in a wet embrace as the new angle allowed him to bury himself deeper within.

He took a handful of her hair, grabbing it, bunching it up and holding it like the reins of a bucking horse as he pounded away. Jamal happily spat out various abuses, calling her a 'cock-hungry slut', a 'dumb, dirty whore' and more, all of which only caused Kayden to moan, lost in a delirious fog of lust, her eyes rolling madly as Jamal continued to annihilate her pussy; there was so much pressure against her clit that she could feel it ballooning to the size of a grape, her body growing taut, similar to an elastic band being pulled as far apart as possible, before, with a scream of euphoria, she came furiously once again, a tsunami of ecstasy crashing over her as she squealed and panted whilst he continued to rut into her as if she were a panting bitch in heat.

Jamal groaned, her cunt felt so good around his cock in this position; after what felt like hours passed, his cock was practically flaring in her stretched cunt, his balls churning as he was ready to blow once again, before, with a feral, carnal growl, he erupted like a geyser, shooting out jet after jet of hot, sticky cum, painting her insides white once again.

Splllrrrttt! Spllrrrrcchh! Spllrrrrrtt!

“Take that shit, you nasty white whore! Gonna get you pregnant with a little baby! The great 'Purity,” he spat out mockingly, derisively, “herald of the Empire 88, reduced to a knocked up, cum-guzzling, black-owned whore!'

“YESSSSS~!” Kayden wailed in utter orgasmic rapture, her vision completely overtaken by stars, Jamal's creamy nectar completely filling her up, “fuckin' breeed meee! Lemme pop out black babies~❤”

There was a nasty spllrrting noise as Jamal continued to hilt himself deep inside Kayden's pussy, his cock still letting loose a deluge of steaming cum inside her well-fucked cunt. It backed up and flooded her womb entirely, filling it up like a cheap balloon, as she, Purity, was reduced to nothing more than this black man's bitch, his cum-dump. Her mouth contorted into a lewd, 'o' shape as she came once more, drooling openly as her eyes were practically white, her tongue lolling as her limbs hung loosely in a ragdollish state, twitching randomly, completely overwhelmed by the nasty, soul-searing, brain-frying orgasm she had from being split in half from this fat black cock, the delicious paroxysms of pleasure shaking her to her very core. 

“Oooh-oh guh, gaaww, gaaawwdd” Kayden babbled mindlessly like a trashy, white whore, knowing her life had been irrevocably altered from now. Ohh fuck~ so much~ I'm a knocked up black-bred ❤bitchhh~❤'

Her stretched out pussy continued to climax, erupting in massive, squirting orgasms around his cock that rocked her body, as Kayden fell on her hands, her arse still up in the air as she babbled incoherently, awash with euphoria, drool leaking from her mouth as he pulled out, laughing at her, spitting in her hair, casually degrading her.

“You think I'm done, you dumb whore?” 

Still on her hands and knees, Kayden could only gasp in fucked-silly wonder as she felt his cock jutting out proudly, slick with cum and her feminine nectar, still diamond hard, rest against her arse cheeks; it lay there teasingly, holding the promise of something else coming. He manhandled her easily, and she mewled as she felt his fingers grip her tight arse cheeks and pull them apart, and even in her shattered, mind-broken state, her eyes widened, stuttering out a weak, timid statement. “Nooo please~ you're too big it'll nNNNNGGHHH!❤!”

A thunderous impact upon her arse from his hand erupted around the room, causing her to squeal before moaning as he drove his cock into her anal passage without remorse, without care, burying himself inside her with one powerful surge, her arsehole resisting the pressure of his cock for all of a millisecond before surrendering to the coming storm.

“I'M CUMMMMINGGGG❤!” Kayden shrieked once again, a wad of saliva shooting out of her mouth, the massive cock utterly destroying her arse, sensations so overpowering cascading over her as her pussy let loose a deluge of juices. Her eyes gazed blankly as every nerve-ending, every muscle, all her thoughts, everything that made her who she was now united in a glorious onslaught of orgasm. She thrashed about whilst impaled upon his massive phallus, Jamal content to watch as she shook and gyrated madly around his dick, undulating like a ripple in the water. 

He started to saw back and forth, reaming her arsehole with long, steady strokes, re-arranging her anal passage in ways she never knew possible, feeling herself stretch and adjust, even as he continued to pump away, like a drill that was completely coring out her insides. His hips slammed against her arse with each thrust, his absolute cannon of a cock utterly destroying her bowels, a lewd, rhythmic clap-clap-clap echoing around the room creating a depraved chorus to Kayden's moans and howls.  

Pausing for but a moment, he lifted her up, cock still buried in her arse, twisting her around before laying back on the floor as he did so, and now she sat upon him, his cock buried in her arse. “Ride me, you silly slut.” 

With a mewl, she worked her exhausted body up and down the pole, moaning every time, letting out breathless pants with every inch that sunk in and out of her arse. She bounced up and down, squeezing his shaft with every ounce of muscle in her rump, and begun to ride him with vigour, to ride him for all she was worth, working his dick like it was a stripper pole. With every bounce, her tits jiggled and shook in his line-of-sight, and he reached up and grabbed her breasts, casually groping them as she continued to bump up and down, squeezing her turgid nipples.

“Nnnggh, you, you like this? You like your nasty, three-hole fuckslut, master?” Kayden panted out, still riding his dick for all she was worth, gyrating and gleefully impaling herself upon him, a dumb, happy smile on her face, looking more like a fuck-addled, drugged-out Merchant whore than she did the woman she was at the beginning of the night.
     
“Heh, of course I do, you dumb fuck-pig. At least now you know your true place; a white slut for black cock!” He snorted, moving his hands to her hips before he started to lift her up and down, bouncing her upon his cock. Every time she would descend, he thrust upwards, only further melting Kayden's mind to mush. He thrust upwards in to  her at speed, it was like a jackhammer going off, her lips babbled mindless obscenities as she squealed like some wounded animal, pleasure ripping through her every nerve ending, building to an intense climax. It wasn't until Jamal slammed her down hard and fast, whilst as the same time pinching her engorged clit that she erupted, her vision going white as she came so hard that she blacked out, not even registering the molten jizz that surged up and into her arse.

When Kayden woke again, she found herself on her bed, Jamal standing above her like a god ready to deliver judgement, his cock still hard as he looked at her. It was clear he wasn't done, that yet another brutal fuck-session was coming, and all Kayden could do was whimper, her pussy and arse still leaking his seed. What seemed like hours passed in a sweat-stained, life-changing, sexually overwhelming blur for Kayden, as Jamal used her, as he fucked her in every way possible. Yet even then, it didn't stop. She had no idea when Jamal would stop, she had no idea if he would, but she certainly didn't want him too. The last wandering thoughts of her mind couldn't believe that she had ever thought badly of black guys, not when they could offer her so much ruinous gratification, not when they had such monster cocks. She knew the Empire was emphatically wrong now, probably just because Max and the other men are insecure; 'oooh I should introduce him to Nessa and Jessica!'

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Purity had been seen recently fighting mostly white people, especially the Empire, and it left many confused. They knew she had been trying to turn things around, well, at least she claimed she had been trying to but she was still focussing mainly on minorities – now though? Now she was focussing almost exclusively on the Empire, and many were suspicious. It wasn't until there was a photo of her when she had dimmed the light of her 'costume', the glow not as bright, highlighting a massive, black spade tattoo on her body, letting all know of her new allegiance, letting all know what she had become, and by the looks of it, happily embraced.                





            





