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Teneisha Goes To The Casino
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As soon as Teneisha saw the pretty blonde white dealer at the blackjack tables, she knew she would have her that night. Even though the poor white girl didn't know it yet. The girl was a skinny 5 foot 4 100 pound A cup bra with no ass. She also had a long thin nose, just the kind Teneisha liked to ride for hours on end. The girl was also on the meek side which made her prime for the taking. Even though she was straight Teneisha had control over her within just a few minutes. Because of her years of experience and her perception of white girls personalities, Teneisha was a virtual lioness in a puppy kennel. She was made to dominate white girls and for whatever reason whether they were straight or not, they were drawn to her and her dominant ways. The white girl, her name was Morgan, had never even thought of having sex with a with a woman. She was only 22 a full two decades younger than Teneisha. With the black domme's penetrating eyes staring a hole right through her, Teneisha all but ordered the intimidated white girl to go to her room in the hotel when she was through with her shift at Blackjack dealing. 'What for?' Came the uneasy reply. 'You'd be much better off to do as you're told and not ask any questions if you were smart Morgan.' came the stern reply from Teneisha. Morgan was flushed and confused and stammered, "Well OK, but I can't stay long. I'm supposed to be meeting my boyfriend.' 'Just get your little narrow ass to room 416 snowflake within 15 minutes of you ending your shift.' Came the order from Teneisha. ' I want you to text me when you're on your way if you don't show up I'll be back up here to see you. But we're not going to have that problem are we Morgan?' 'No mam. I- I'm c- coming as soon as I get off Mam. I promise.' The intimidated white girl responded. 'Mmm Hmmm...' Came Teneisha's skeptical reply. But the dominant black woman knew she had the white girl right for she wanted her. Morgan did not want her shift to end but when it did she remembered the room number. '416' she said out loud to herself and she took the elevator to the 4th floor. When it got there she didn't really want to get off but something made her step off look at the signs and walk straight to Room 416. Her breathing was heavy and her heart pounded in her chest like it never had before. She also didn't want to knock on the door when she arrived. But after waiting about 10 seconds she was filled with fear that the black woman would be upset with her for being late. So she quickly knocked. When there was no answer she became somewhat frantic. She wondered if Teneisha had left. Then she suddenly remembered that she forgot to text her that she was coming. So quickly she pulled out her phone to text the black woman that obviously had full control over her. But as she pulled her phone out the door swung open. Morgan was startled and dropped her phone and Teneisha stood before her, with an incredulous look on her face. 'Don't yo white ass know how to take Direction snowflake? I told yo ass to text me when you're on your way.' 'I know mam. I- I'm so sorry.' Morgan was almost crying as she reached down to pick up your phone. Disgustedly Teneisha went back in the room and said 'Then brang ya skinny ass in here and prove it bitch.' Mindlessly Morgan went into the room without even thinking. She might as well have been a mouse jumping in the cage of a snake. She didn't understand why she felt the compelling need to do whatever she was told by Teneisha. She only knew that when the black woman spoke that pleasing her was all that mattered to her. She was intimidated beyond anything she had ever felt before and fear consumed her. But even though she tried to deny it, the black woman stirred something deep inside of her that she had never felt before. That very feeling, that very thought, scared Morgan as much as Teneisha did. But still, she walked right in.
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Posted on : Apr 13, 2017
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