Chapter 2 - Staining the Jade White

“ … oh fuck! … oh fuck… OH!...” 
 
The muffled semblance of a voice crept through the floorboards alongside continuous high-pitched bed squeaking. 
 
“… yes!.... Yes! YES!” 
 
A woman’s tone dripping in absolute glee carried clearly between cracks and crevices. Although it wasn’t loud, the walls of the house enacting their duties well, you typically tend to notice the slightest sounds of a whimper or moan anywhere, especially in the confines of your abode. Unfortunately for Lily and Poki, Sydney’s room was directly above the living room, which is where they were forced to sit in order to binge their shows together. Lily held on to the remote and dialed the volume up, hoping to drown out the noise. All it did, though, was make the bits that broke through the surface much more noticeable. 
 
“… cum… your slave whore… ”
 
The two of them looked at each other. Imane had a palm over her mouth in bewilderment. What had happened to the friend they had known? She would never have done this in the past. It seemed like with each passing day, Sydney descended further and further into moral promiscuity, starting from the streamer party that happened last week. The signs that Sydney was spiraling into a cesspool that she would not come back from were too difficult to be discerned until it was far too late. In the first couple of days, Sydney was her lively self. Sure, an astute friend would’ve noticed her spacing out, drooling, at times, her strange reactions to racist comments that littered her social media feeds, or her browser history being filled with race-play porn that she was too enamored with to even bother clearing. If any of her housemates noticed any of these things things might have turned out differently. But they didn’t. And in the days following that period, things would take an irreversible turn. 
 
Sydney tried to be discrete at first, calling Bill over well past the twilight hours when she would be sure that everyone would be asleep. Even though she was wrong, with the other streamers in the house staying up well past what she expected, it wouldn’t have mattered anyway with how loudly their first couple of hookups went. This was the first experience Lily and Poki had with Sydney’s new friend, although at the time, they were cheering her on for getting laid. “Oooooh get it, girl!” They thought. Once they heard what was going on behind those closed doors they quickly changed their attitude. Sydney’s mind was faltering even then, but at least she had the willpower to end the fuck session when she wanted, when daylight encroached. As they continued to have more encounters, it was clear that control was being wrangled back in Bill’s direction.  
 
Fast forward to the present and it would be more strange to everyone if Bill was out of the house versus in. He seemed to be ever-present, abusing Sydney’s holes, while also having time to man his stream. Sydney wasn’t as active, often needing the downtime to rest after their intense sessions. Her excuse to her fans was that she was on trip, to which Bill responded:
 
“A trip back to your White serving roots, maybe.”
 
This was one of the more unfortunate things Lily had the displeasure of hearing once when she walked by her room. But what could they do? Sydney seemed ecstatic to be subjected to her situation. She wouldn’t listen to a word they were saying, making excuses about how it wasn’t that bad and that she was comfortable with it. While Lily thought about it more, a step into the living room alerted the two of another housemate coming in. 
 
They both swung their heads around, preparing for the awkward conversation at hand as the new person would undoubtedly also hear Sydney’s unabashed screams of pleasure. A sigh of relief came out when they figured it was just Jodi. 



“Jodi, could you please talk to her,” Imane started, clearly already having this conversation, “It’s getting worse and worse.”
 
“I don’t know why you want me to do it, why don’t you guys try,” Jodi responded.
 
“We did,” Lily said, exasperated, “But she won’t listen to us. You’re her best friend. Maybe you’ll get somewhere?”
 
Jodi hesitated. It was true that she was closer to Sydney than anyone else in the house, but there was a reason why she didn’t want to be the one to confront her about Bill. Even so, she agreed. She had the best chance of breaking Sydney out of her stupor.
 
“Fine.” 
 
Jodi left towards the stairs while the two other streamers watched. Lily and Imane looked at each other. For some reason, they didn’t have a great feeling as to what was to come.
 
As Jodi walked up the hallway, the noises were becoming more and more apparent. It didn’t help her nerves. 
 
“Oooooh fuck master, it’s so good! Keep going, keep going!” Sydney’s whimpers echoed down the pathway. Jodi winced at how passionate it sounded, how true to herself Sydney was being. It felt like there wasn’t another thought inside of her skull other than being used for Bill’s convenience. 
 
Jodi steeled herself in front of the bedroom and then slammed the door open. 
 
“Sydney we need to talk,” Jodi ventured.
 
Bill was ramming into Sydney while she was lying flat on the bed, hand gripping and pulling her curls back. Both of her hands were being held back by his other hand while Sydney dazedly drooled into the soaked sheets, almost blissfully unaware of her situation. She was draped in black lingerie and tights that had been torn apart ages ago. A large, wet pattern just below Sydney indicated how many times she squirted during this session. “Fucking slave bitch, tighten up or your ass is next!”
 
Jodi’s mouth dropped. Although she had heard about the extremities of Sydney’s sex life, she had never listened too closely to hear all of the racially charged comments Bill enjoyed making. Anger erupted in her as she marched forward, putting a hand on Bill to try to pry him away.
 
“What the fuck are you saying to her?”
 
“Wait Jodi, stop,” Sydney placated, her eyes refocusing. Panic set in as she remembered what the situation looked like. “I’m fine really.” She looked at Jodi with clarity in her eyes for the first time in days. “Please, just go.”
 
Jodi stood there stunned. Sydney was still being crushed by Bill’s weight, not even bothering to take his cock out of her cunt before responding. Sydney really wanted her to leave. She knew how disappointed her friend would be if she were to witness how low she had sunk. 
 
Bill, however, had second thoughts. This would be another good chance to break Sydney in, while maybe getting a nice little reward on the side.
 
“No, no, stay. I’m just doing what Sydney wants, you can make sure of it.” Bill got up, grip still clenched around her hair. He brought Sydney up to her knees while she clawed at his hand weakly. “You’re enjoying this right? C’mon, speak up whore.” A crazed grin plastered across her face. Steamed breaths came out in heated batches. 
 
Jodi was left speechless. Her eyes fixated on Bill’s tantalizing, slimy cock drenched from their combined juices and Sydney’s wet, dripping pussy. 
 
“You’re looking mighty fine too,” Bill spoke up, looking her up and down, “You Jap or something?” 
 
Bill didn’t even wait for a response before turning over to shove his cock in Sydney’s face. She hesitated for a moment as it pressed straight into her nose. 
 
“Get your Black hands on my cock, now,” Bill ordered her. A delighted tremble moved like a wave down from Sydney’s head to her feet as she straightened up. 
 
“Yes, master.”
 
“I-I’m Chinese…” Jodi trailed off as she noticed how much Sydney enjoyed being put down. 
 
“Oh. Usually, the ones with dyed hair are Japanese. You’re still looking great for a Chinese.”
 
The blunt stereotyping caught Jodi off guard. Indignation came and left as she felt a different type of heat building inside of her. 
 
“Stop master,” Sydney said, tongue still wrapping around his dick. She was still using that sinister title to address Bill. “Don’t get my friends involved. Jodi has a boyfriend.”
 
In rash, aggressive response, Bill used his hands to pull Sydney all the way to the base of his member, forcing her nose to press into his pubes. She gagged and choked as it pressed against the back of her throat. 
 
“I’ll stop when I’m spent,” he grunted. “Your oriental friend can help if she wants.”
 
Tears welled in her eyes as Sydney turned her head over to Jodi, Bill’s cock still raping her throat. She used a hand to wave her off, her eyes almost saying I’m ok, just go! 
 
If anything, though, this had the opposite effect of what Sydney intended. Jodi, noticing the abuse Sydney was taking and how alright she seemed to be with everything, wondered how good Bill must be in the sheets to warrant such a decline in virtue. 
 
“I’ll do it, let go of her!” Jodi begged. She rushed onto the bed and held Sydney tightly.
 
Bill grinned. “You, uh, got any experience doing what she just did? Your boyfriend’s Asian so he probably doesn’t even get to reach the back of your throat right?”
 
This time it was an affront to both Jodi and her boyfriend. As much as she hated to say it, he was right though. She had never let John have his way with her mouth, always taking the lead however comfortable she was with it. 
 
“No.”
 
“Let’s give her the training I gave you,” Bill grunted to Sydney. She tentatively followed his command, pushing Jodi down on her back flat on the bed. 
 
“You’ll learn to love it,” she whispered into Jodi’s ear as she slid her up until her head was hanging upside down off of the mattress. 
 
Jodi slightly panicked internally, unsure of where this was going. As much as she flaunted it, she was relatively inexperienced in these matters. Bill was already off of the sheets, bending his legs slightly so that his hips were level with Jodi’s mouth. He then dangled his balls over her open mouth.
 
“Gargle ‘em. You Asians break easier than Blacks so I gotta prep you good.”
 
Jodi’s brows knit together as she started to get upset, but it quickly vanished once she had to deal with her situation. Bill brought her head up slightly at a tilted angle so that his nutsack would dip into her mouth. Jodi, at an unfamiliar angle, gagged and sputtered at the foreign intrusion. 
 
“Aren’t you people fast learners? If you can’t get this down, you ain’t taking Sydney’s spot.”
 
A low, rhythmic wet sound was coming from the middle of the bed. Jodi realized, in between gargling Bill’s balls, that Sydney was playing with herself. She wanted to keep her spot, Jodi thought. A cloudy pink swirled in her mind as she redoubled her efforts. She had to save her friend somehow.
 
“Good, good.”
 
Jodi could see Bill’s cock straightening up to its full glory. Her eyes widened as she saw it reach its full length. A giddy sense of submission washed over her as she realized that she was the one who made him feel good. She was acting as the perfect little slut. 
 
“Alright, let’s get it started then.” Bill licked his lips. He poised the cock in a hand and placed it between Jodi’s plump lips. She had her mouth wide open, tongue out to ease aid in its entrance. It slowly slid in, pressing against the roof of her mouth and her slick tongue, before reaching a tight entrance. Her throat was rejecting the body part. Bill pressed on anyways.
 
Jodi’s survival instincts kicked in as her hands flew up to try to help her. Sydney however, all too familiar with her first time doing this, grabbed each of her arms and pulled them back down to her side. 
 
“MMPH! HGKHH!”
 
Jodi’s screams only made it halfway out of her mouth as the cock continued into her throat. It was expanding the virgin hole, as a bulge formed at Jodi’s throat signaling the depth at which Bill’s cock had penetrated. 
 
“Oh fuck yeah,” Bill laughed, “God, Asian throats are the tightest.”
 
Without a care for her well-being, he pushed down on the bulge on her throat with his hand, tightening it up even more. Jodi’s body tried as hard as it could to expel the monstrous girth blocking her airway, but the gurgling, gagging, and choking, all combined to make for a heavenly experience for Bill’s cock.
 
“Damn, this is just what I fucking needed, Syd’s Black throat got too used to White meat too fast. It’s just a part of her DNA.” He groaned as he keeled over, wrapping both of his hands around Jodi’s bulging neck. He thrust his hips forward while using his hands to treat her throat as a sex sleeve. “This is what it should be like to rape a throat.”
 
“GLHK! GLHK! GLHK!”
 
Jodi couldn’t stand it anymore. Right as she thought she was going to throw up, a wet sensation pressed down on her pussy. She shouted to no avail. Sydney had stripped her bottom and was eating her out, lapping up her folds in an attempt to make her distracted. Although it did work, it caused Jodi to subconsciously associate pleasing Bill with getting off, another tribute to the deterioration of her mind. She squirted forcefully, jetting a fountain of juices into Sydney’s face.
 
Without warning, Bill pull his cock out and placed it on Jodi’s chest. Jodi gasped as she had access to air for the first time in a couple of minutes. A thick, slimy ooze of drool and pre-cum crawled down her upside-down face before falling to the floor with a splat. It left her face slick and messy, all semblance of makeup thoroughly ruined.
 
A heated spurt of cum fell over her tits. Bill made sure to place his cock between her tits and press them together, causing him to cum in the valley between. Once he had finished, separating the two mounds caused lines of cum to stretch from one to the other in an erotic web of semen. He then used a tit to wipe off the cum from the tip of his penis as though Jodi’s body were a cum rag.
 
Jodi limply lay there, deliriously happy that it was over, until a sharp pain alerted her that she was being dragged by her hair back onto the bed and thrown on her stomach. She used her arms to push herself up, panicking at the fact that she knew what was going to happen.
 
“H-hold on, I have a boyfriend we can’t go all the way!” 
 
Her arms, numb from having them pinned down earlier, failed her as she fell back onto the mattress on her stomach. She still struggled anyways.
 
“How about your other hole then? I can train you there like I did Syd,” he offered maliciously. Bill thought it to be a much better deal already to have her ass than her pussy anyways.
 
“I…” Jodi hesitated. She had never done anal, period. Not with John, not with anyone. She was frightened of anything even approaching it. The only thing keeping her from bailing right then and there was the euphoric orgasm Bill granted her from just a deep throat. What other experiences waited for her if she was willing to try? She flinched as she felt flesh press down on her from behind. His cock readily planted itself between her cheeks, waiting for an answer. As soon as she felt the contact of his cock on her round ass, she knew how she was feeling. 
 
“Take me.”
 
“Good doll.” Bill remained off of the bed. He glanced at Sydney. “Rim me, slave.” 
 
Without a word of contention, Sydney dutifully moved behind Bill, pressing her tongue in between his asscheeks to his hole. She dirtily moved it deep inside of his asshole, prodding for his g-spot. The disgusting nature of this act didn’t seem to bother her at all, a testament to the other experiences Bill had subjected her to. With Sydney stirring him up, his erection raised once more. 
 
“... augh… AUGH!”
 
Jodi cried out deeply as Bill’s cock broke through her puckered asshole. Her hands gripped onto Sydney’s silk sheets tightly, the cloth furling in between her fingers as she tried to sink into the mattress as an escape from the overwhelming pain. There was no such exit for her, though, as Bill shoved the rest of his dick down into her constrained walls. 
 
“ooooOH GOD! Oh GOD!” 
 
The sheets under Jodi’s face dampened as her tears fell. She sobbed loudly and bit down on the fabric, eyes rolling back into her skull. 
 
“You Chinese really are fast learners. I had to tie this slave over here down because she was always trying to crawl away. Bitch kept passing out on me,” Bill huffed as he slowly started to move inside of Jodi’s ass, “You ain’t gonna do that, right? You people are hard workers.”
 
Sydney murmured lovingly, reminiscing on her dreamy past experiences. While rimming him, she moved her hands around to cradle his balls, caressing them as though they were an object of worship.
 
Jodi was only half-coherent, taking in his racist remarks in short segments, though she didn’t have to understand him fully to know that she was being demeaned. Determined, she brought her forearms up, still clenching onto the bed sheets with her hands, and flexed her midriff. She wouldn’t pass out no matter what.
 
Bill saw her preparing to take him in. He was going easy on her, gently sliding and out. Combined with the extravagant amount of lube his cock had from face fucking her earlier, this was as nice as anal was going to get. He slapped her ass, receiving a yelp in response. 
 
“Time to get as busy as a hound in flea season.”



—
 
“PLEASE! OH, FUCK! PLEASEEEEE YOU’RE GOING TO BREAK ME!”
 
Lily and Poki blushed furiously as they heard a second, distinct voice join in on the commotion up above. They were hopeful at first, hearing the noises stop for a moment, but soon fell back into discomfort as a new voice leaked through the floorboards of the house. They shared a look. “Jodi too?” They thought. A gradual, horny luster built up within the two as they thought about how agonizing Jodi’s voice sounded and what she was receiving that could possibly warrant that level of torture. A wet patch formed in Lily’s sweatpants as she quickly crossed her legs to hide it.
 
“Syd still going at it? Never would’ve thought she, of all people, would be so pent up.”
 
A joke broke the heavy tension in the room that Imane and Lily were too afraid to speak up on. John had just walked into the room with a seltzer in hand, taking sips while listening to a woman clearly getting fucked anally.
 
“YOU’RE STRETCHING ME OUUUUUTT, OOOOHH MY GOOOOD!”
 
“Sheesh. We really gotta talk to her about the noise levels man.” John shook his head.
 
Lily and Poki looked at each other. They both knew that the second voice could only have belonged to Jodi. However, the muffling effect of sound traveling between floors disguised the voice enough for John to be unable to discern that it was a different person being broken in by Bill.
 
“They’re really going at it, huh,” John commented, “If he’s making you sound like that there’s no way you’re ever gonna be satisfied with anything else.” He chuckled one more time as Lily and Poki felt a desire build up in them stemming from John’s remarks. The two of them excused themselves, saying they had something to do in their rooms, leaving John alone to listen to the noises in the living room. 
 
—
 
Jodi’eyes fluttered as she struggled to remain awake. Her normally posh, well-done hair had fallen forward onto her face, pink strands clinging to wet skin. Her white button-up had splotches of dampness as she continued to sweat like a pig. Her hands were no longer holding on to anything, just limply falling on the bed. Bill was still rocking her body fiercely, but Jodi had nothing left to scream out, her voice hoarse from the amount of pleading she had already done. A pool formulating under her cunt revealed her multiple orgasms from taking it in the back door, some of her juices shooting far enough to splash down onto the floor of the room. The only thing that marked that she was still actively taking the painal was the motions of her toes curling and tensing up. 
 
“Think, I’m, getting there,” Bill grunted, still using his hands to wrap around her waist to glide her along his dick ruthlessly. “I’m gonna blow my load inside your stomach, you Chinese minx.”
 
Jodi felt Bill’s cock tremble and harden as it pushed deep into her rectum. She felt like her guts were getting rearranged as he began to hose his seemingly never-ending supply of semen down her intestinal walls. The steaming, sticky substance coated her insides, welling up to spill out when Bill pulled his cock out with a pop! 
 
“Hear that?” Bill praised. “Shit’s still tight after all that.”
 
As Jodi unclenched, her gaping asshole showed a pool of white cum slowly dripping out of her.
 
“Clean me off. Taste your friend's ass,” Bill mocked Sydney.
 
“Of course, sir,” Sydney panted, like a bitch in heat. Bill turned around as Sydney ran her tongue up and down his length, savoring the taste as though it were the greatest treat she’d had the pleasure of enjoying.
 
Jodi was spasming on the bed, recovering from her post-orgasm state. She would twitch every second or so, and a small amount of her cum would leak out. Painted over her face was a look of unworldly ecstasy. 
 
Jodi had done a good job in Bill’s opinion, but he didn’t want her to get too big for her britches. He flipped her around on her back without resistance. Jodi’s hair-plastered face contrasted nicely with her fucked up cunt and her posh top. Bill liked seeing these “professional” sluts messed up in their expensive outfits. It was a return to their whorish roots for him. 
 
“Mount your oriental friend and gape that asshole for me. Show her how to do it right,” Bill taunted.
 
Sydney giggled sluttily and obliged, prowling up to Jodi like a tigress in the hunt. Jodi looked at her, entranced and unfamiliar with this person who used to be her friend. Sydney then laid her chest on Jodi’s stomach, planting her face between Jodi’s breasts, before moving both of her hands back behind her to spread apart her cheeks. 
 
“Rape my ass, master, fill me up with your perfect, White seed.” 
 
“Heh.” Bill moved forward and glided his cock into Sydney’s ass. She had been railed so many times in the past week that her holes were molded by his cock for his utmost pleasure. Jodi marveled at how roughly Bill was fucking Sydney and realized that he had been taking it easy on her. Sydney moan ecstatically, even taking the time to lap up the leftover cum between Jodi’s tits while being used like an anal fleshlight. 
 
“Can’t– ackt! – let any of his c – guh! –um go to waste,” Sydney oinked, making noises as though she were a sack of fuck meat. 
 
Jodi was a good fuck, but she was woefully inexperienced in comparison to Sydney. The latter woman’s body had turned into a cum extracting machine, tightening her walls and rocking her body back and forth at the perfect moments. She knew all of Bill’s most pleasurable spots because he had trained her, ingraining them all into her body over a week of non-stop pounding. Combining this with the fact that she felt her spot as his number one whore threatened by Jodi’s appearance, Sydney fell into an animalistic fever of senseless fucking.
 
Bill grabbed a handful of Sydney’s locks, pulling her head to arch her back. “You’re perfectly built to serve your White masters now,” he groaned, feeling himself getting ready to cum once again. “Let’s mark this occasion. I’m gonna put a White baby in you. Probably the best thing females of your kind can hope to get in your lifetimes so thank me.”
 
“Thank you, master,” Sydney professed, tongue out crazedly. “Thank you for giving me your superior seed!”
 
As Bill reached his limit, he swapped to the other hole and thrust so forcefully that Sydney’s body moved up a couple of inches so that she was face-to-face with Jodi. 
 
“Oooooooh, FUCK! YES! BREED ME! IMPREGNATE ME, MASTER!”
 
Jodi watched as Sydney’s expression contorted to cock drunk delight centimeters away from her, the biggest smile she had ever seen Sydney do growing on her face alongside her eyes crossing. Bill came, making sure the last batch for the day would be the best. He spurted and spurted, letting out ropes and ropes of cum well up in the deepest parts of Sydney’s womb. Once he pulled out, Sydney was left spasming like Jodi was. As Bill pulled out, the semen shot out of Sydney’s pussy now that his cock unplugged her cunt. 
 
Jodi felt her mind break as Sydney vibrated on her, the cum oozing out her pussy and dripping down to her cunt. Just the feeling of Bill’s exceptional quality semen on her clit caused her to orgasm again, soaking the sheets.
 
“Sydney’s got more stamina than you orientals, though, I’ll give her that. Probably why you people had so many concubines and shit, you Asian whores get spent up too fast,” Bill ventured, ironically also out of breath. He sat down on the bed next to the two out-of-commission women. He sat for a moment, before another desire built-up inside of him.
 
“Get up sluts, gotta take a piss.”
 
Sydney whined like a bitch in happiness, knowing what was waiting for her. Jodi, however, was a bit more lost. He had to take a piss? What’d that have to do with her? Regardless, she was so addicted to Bill’s musk at this point that being around him even when he was in the restroom sounded splendid in her mind. 
 
The two of them slowly got off of the bed before almost immediately collapsing to the floor. Jodi’s legs immediately gave out as she fell to the floor in a heap, legs crossed like an “M.” Sydney had better luck but not by much, as she was able to steady herself by keeping a hand on the bed. Bill rolled his eyes. He took them each by the hair, using a hand a piece, and began dragging them out of the room. Jodi squeaked while Sydney moaned at their sore hair, tender from being pulled the entire day.
 
They crawled down the entirety of the hallway, uncaring if anyone could see them. All the sluts could focus on was the heat that was congesting inside their cunts from the abuse Bill was enacting. Once they had made it inside the restroom, Bill ordered them to strip.
 
“Clothes off. Now.”
 
Sydney listened promptly, pulling her torn tights off while undoing her bra strap. Her freshly shaved pussy and perfect. perky breasts were exposed for Bill’s viewing pleasure, though he had seen them many, many times in the past week. Jodi followed suit, eager at where this was going to go. Her corset strings fell to the ground as her fat cow tits swung out. Jodi hadn’t had sex with John in a while, so her cunt had a small bush. 
 
“Shave that for me next time, whore,” Bill ordered. Jodi shuddered and nodded, a smile on her face. “Get in the shower, on your knees.”
 
Jodi was confused, but Sydney took her by the hand, sliding the glass door open to bring the two of them onto the marble tile floor. Bill entered as well, getting his flaccid cock out.
 
Jodi yelped as, without warning, Sydney pressed into her body and kissed her. She pushed her against the wall, putting her hands in her hands and pinning them down. She felt Sydney’s tongue push into her mouth. It felt like Sydney was hungrily devouring her.
 
“Syd already knows to put on a show for her master,” Bill chuckled. He pointed his penis at them and started pissing on the two whores. As the scalding liquid made contact with Sydney’s skin, she broke from her makeout session with Jodi to moan loudly, murmuring sluttily with a smile. This was the reminder that she was less than human, a meat urinal meant to dispose of all of Bill’s liquids. She got extra wet at the thought that there would be someone else who would be joining her in this heavenly position, as the golden spray of liquids made their way to Jodi’s hair and tits. 
 
Jodi’s initial reaction of shock and contempt that came with getting pissed on was easily washed away by both Bill and Sydney. Metaphorically, though, as the yellow liquid crept between all of the curves and edges, mixing with the specks of cum that littered her polished, smooth body. The watersport signaled and confirmed to Jodi what Bill had thought of her: nothing more than an object for him to use whenever he felt like using, someone who was sub-human. 
 
And she lovingly embraced it.
 
Once Bill had finished doing his business, he flung his cock side to side a little bit to remove those last few drops. Sydney and Jodi had kneeled, mouths open in his direction to capture those last few droplets. As he finished, they both bowed down in synchronization, prostrating themselves before him like he was their ruler. 
 
“We’re sorry for missing some of your piss in our mouths,” Sydney apologized, “I was trying to ease Jodi into it.”
 
So her name was Jodi, huh, Bill thought. He had been abusing her the entire time without a clue as to who she was.
 
“I’ll make it up to you next time, master.” Jodi had appropriated the term she had so often heard Sydney using, hoping that it would maybe please Bill. It certainly did, as Bill grinned. Another colored slut showing him their true colors. They’ve been pretending that they’re a good fit for the streaming, professional world when they should really have been offering their bodies to serve White cock. 
 
“Lick yourselves off until you’re sure my piss is gone then take a shower,” Bill said. “You’re going to bed with my cock in your ass so that you can take it like Sydney does.” He pointed at Jodi. She giggled sluttily, ecstatic about the future that awaited her. She hoped that one day she’d be able to make it to the point where she was deserving of his seed like Sydney was. Bill left the restroom and noticed a wet spot outside the door. Was it one of the sluts, or did another woman get excited over his treatment? He grinned. There was a lot in store, it seemed.
 
As the darkness drew closer, signaling the beginning of the night, the OfflineTV house went onward to its new ways. Lily and Poki masturbated for hours upon returning to their rooms, thinking about what could’ve possibly happened upstairs with Bill. John knocked on the door to Jodi’s room, hoping to see if he could get some action that night. It’d been a while since they’d last held each other. The lack of response made him think that she had just fallen asleep, and he returned to his room. Jodi and Sydney lay on both sides of Bill, the three spooning each other in a row. Sydney wasn’t allowed to sleep next to Bill with clothes on, lying asleep under the covers naked and wet. Bill snored loudly as his cock was forced snugly inside Jodi’s asshole in front of him. Jodi was quietly orgasming over and over in the night, getting off her anal walls being stretched for future use by Bill. She wouldn’t catch a wink of sleep, ignoring her phone buzzing with messages from John asking where she was. 
 
Bill’s life was only getting started.
 
—
 
“Syd? Syd!”
 
A voice called through the rooms. A woman walked through the house. It was strangely empty. She walked over to the living room, where she thought that she’d find Lily and Imane. They usually watched shows together at this time. The couches were empty, the only signs of life being two damp spots on the couches.
 
“I’ve got some stuff that you wanted me to drop off?” She looked inside, not having checked out the order Syd made before. Condoms, sex toys, and skimpy outfits lined the inside. She recoiled and closed it quickly. Probably wasn’t supposed to see that. 
 
Silence.
 
She sighed. Guess she’d just to back her room. As the dark-skinned woman walked up the stairs, the sound of stumbling alerted her to something happening down the hallway. She peered over and saw a familiar face dragging Syd and Jodi down into the restroom. Her eyes widened. Wasn’t that Bill? The streamer at the party last week? Look at the way they’re being walked! Messed up and abused. Hornyness swelled up in her.
 
Bill closed the restroom door, leaving a gap open, as the three of them entered. What could the three of them be doing? She stealthily moved up and peered through the crack. Her hand covered the gasp that came from her mouth as she saw the two of them getting pissed on by Bill. When they prostrated themself down in front of him, she felt like she had to leave then or there or something permanent would be changed inside of her. 
 
She rushed out of the house, leaving the bag on the kitchen counter, before getting in her car and locking the doors. She exhaled rapidly and heavily, before adjusting the rearview.
 
As Rae looked at herself in the mirror, the blushing smile that reflected back frightened her. 
