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"Yes, Ma'am I understand what?" she asked me, continuing her onslaught, reaching down to her left to dash the cigarette out with her other hand.
More embarrassed, I could almost feel my body growing weaker as the beautiful black teenager mocked me in such an unruly manner. I could feel the presence of the white woman delivery person still there standing at the door behind me, and witnessing this demoralizing exchange. I was a bundle of nerves and hoped my answer would end this humiliating scene. My eyes lowered and I gave in, once again.
"Y-Yes, Ma'am. I-I understand th-that you should b-be given r-r-respect." I stuttered in a faint whisper, which was just loud enough to be heard.
The 18-year-old black woman squeezed my deeply embarrased face and shook it.
"Do you?" she asked.
"Y-Yes, Ma'am." I answered.
"Again!" she ordered, bringing my face closer to hers.
"Y-Y-Yes, M-Ma'am. I-I do." I answered, scared.
"Again!" she commanded in a louder voice.
"Yes, M-Ma'am. I-I do." I replied, once again.
I heard young Alexis snap her fingers and wave the white delivery woman over with her right hand. The young black woman's left hand still held my face as if I were some sort of pet. My eyes began to water and my face felt like it was on fire as she controlled it so rudely.
Linda handed the delivery receipt to the young black woman and she looked at it with little interest. The 39-year-old white woman then handed her a pen.
Totally disgraced, I remained sitting on the backs of my legs in this half kneeling position. The black teenager placed the bottom part of this page directly onto my forehead and, with complete and total disregard for me, she signed it using my face. Like the sales contract from last Friday, Alexis arrogantly used my forehead and face to complete her signature.
Demoralized beyond comprehension, I felt like fainting as the black woman handed the signed receipt back to the delivery woman. She then dismissed her. I could hear her running out of the house quickly as the door slammed behind her.
It was at this time that Alexis finally released my face from the grip of her small, dainty hand.
Seemingly satisfied, she leaned back into the sofa and grabbed her lap top computer. She placed it upon her lap as I sat there on the floor at her feet, totally embarrassed by what just happened. When she propped her size 5 bare feet up onto the glass table again, she tossed the tube of lotion to the floor before me.
No words were said at this time. Not one word.
Yet, it was clear what I was being told to do. Alexis Barron's non-verbal command to massage her feet with this lotion, like I had done the night before, embarrassed me. My face blushed as I realized just how humbled and humiliated I felt before, and beneath, the 18-year-old black woman.
end. chapter ten.
- COMMENTS
asswipedover 1 year agoGreat series. My only suggestion is to reduce the repetition of '18 year old ' and other too often descriptions of the black girl. Great job!
Jorgy444over 12 years agoReally enjoy your writing, very erotic and
entertaining, thanks for your stories, one of
my favorites on this site!
Anonymousover 12 years agoWhile not as dramatic, I will admit that it is the black girls who dominate the workplace nowadays. As a 57 yr old white woman who has been an office Manager for over twenty years, I see it happening all the time. I manage an office staff of 32 women and 3 men. Six of them are black girls in their 20's and it is so exceedingly obvious how they have full control over the other 29 whites. Since I do not step in, I suppose I am one of them as well. Your story hits home in an embarrassing way for me and that is why I chose to comment. Will your story continue showing this reality?
Anonymousover 12 years agoAwwwwwwwwww......poor Gretchen...hahaha...I love it...soooooooo humiliated...sooooooo degraded...she's just a shell of what she used to be...her life has now been completely changed...she has totally lost control of even the simplest things in her home and business...I especially like that Alexis has changed the decor of the office to an obvious African theme...how degrading for poor Gretchen to be humbled in front of the store owner and delivery person...great touch having Alexis using her Gretchen's forhead as a prop to sign the bill...poor baby girl...how shameful for her...
now...rub those petite black feet like a good little girl before you get a spanking...Michael
