So I'm in a empty store with the clerk. Looking for something to snack on. Taking a much needed break from work. As I browse a mid 30's tall, buff black guy comes in. He's only has a t shirt and khaki shorts with flip flops on. He's 6-4 and at least 240 lbs but still incredibly lean. He's very dark skinned and his face shone a little in the store lights. I couldn't help but do a double take. When I did he noticed. He nodded and said 'Whats up?'. Smiling a little when he did. I mumbled a 'Not much.' and looked down and shuffled my feet nervously. Immediately he seemed to sense my awkwardness and looked me right in the face and asked 'Whats ya lookin for?' I flushed a little at his attention but tried to play it off. I didn't think he was interested the way I was so I replied 'Just a snack before heading back to work.' ' 'On lunch?' He asked. I explained that I set my own schedule. He said that he did as well. Then pushed the envelope by saying. ' I am stocked at my place on food. I'm  RaShaun'. Extending a meathook of a hand that covered mine when I shook it. He then held on longer than what seemed normal and completely covered my hand with his other hand and with both his hands gripping my one hand firmly said, ' You should come to my place.' Stammering I mumbled something about work and tried to pull my hand back but he held it tightly. 'You're not going to be rude and turn me down are you?' His dark eyes penetrated mine like he could read my thoughts. 'I wouldn't be rude to you sir.' I replied meekly, submissively. 'Ah but white boi you already have. You didn't tell me your name.' I realized now because he still held my hand forcefully many things. He was dominant. He was looking for a white boi. He had somehow realized that I had a closeted interest in black men. But still I couldn't be rude. 'I'm sorry RaShaun my name is Albert. I apologize for being rude.' I'm completely being subservient at this point. He's still holding my hand. His dark black hands tighten on my one hand. His muscles in his arm and chest strain against the white t shirt. 'Well then don't be rude white boi. It's simple. I live in the apartments across the street. I'm on foot so we'll go in your car.' I was speechless but finally said 'Uh...ok sir. Right this way.' He had been holding my hand for almost a minute. Some hot 20 something girls had come in and watched what had just taken place as well as the clerk. I felt my face flush with humiliation and walked out quickly. RaShaun stopped behind me at the door. As I was outside I looked back through the glass door. He was scowling and pointing at it. He wanted me to open the door for him! More people walked up and saw this. I still compliantly went back and opened the door for him. 'Well white boi, what was yo ass waitin foe? Me to bitch slap yo ass in front a all dees people n catch a case?' ' N-no sir. Please forgive me. I didn't realize-'. He stopped me and raised his voice. Almost causing a scene by saying. 'Well yo white ass is gon realize AND recognize alot of shit Motherfucka! Spechully when's we gets ta my place!'. 

Oh shit! What the hell have I gotten myself into I'm thinking to myself. All I could muster was a wimpish 'I'm sorry RaShaun. After you sir.' as I held the door open for him. He sauntered out with a look of disgust. I quickly said the black Ford sir. I ran ahead of him and opened his door. He didn't acknowledge me at all as he got in. Running around the car I got in and drove to the complex across the street. I was shaking and he noticed. 'Scared white boi?' he sneered. I tried to answer as he told me where to turn in the parking lot. I couldn't muster an intelligible answer as he told me to park. 'I-Im...uhh.bla,...umm..I..uhh...' was all that came out. 'SPEAK UP BITCH!!!' he roared in my face with gritted teeth.He grabbed my throat forcefully as he did with his left hand and cocked his right hand back for a slap. 'YES, YES SIR!!! I'M SO FUCKING SCARED!!' fuck I was being such a little pussy but he intimidated the shit out of me. He smiled.A broad gold toothed smile and said 'Good white boi. Real good. Ahs likes mah bitches scared.'  In the next instant his grip tightened and I saw a twitch in his right shoulder. The next thing I knew my head hit the car window. He had just bitch slapped the fuck out of me and I never saw it coming. It more than stung. It hurt and dazed me. There was a knot on my head already where it hit the window. I felt my face start to instantly swell. 'Get cha ass out n open the door bitch.' he ordered. I scrambled out of the car and opened his door. He got out with an incredible stare as I looked down. He walked to the first set of stairs and then up to the 3rd floor with me right behind him. I didn't even consider fighting or running. I followed after him. Already his submissive white bitch. I had only seen him ten minutes ago. How did this happen? As we entered his empty living room except for a fold out chair and small TV he ordered me to 'Strip bitch!! Then crawl yo white ass down the hall. Don't waste mah time white boi. Ya feel me?' he challenged. 'YES Sir. Right away sir.' I answered.