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Chapter Two

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The Breaking Begins

Raina stood imperiously over the line of whiteboys on their knees. She threw her clipboard onto the couch to land beside Fiona and put her fists on her thick hips.

Matty, at the far right side of the line, looked up at her doe-eyed and intimidated. She wouldn’t require much initial training, thanks to the expertise of her dominant girlfriend. It was rather ideal, Raina thought.

The others, however, presented a challenge that made her grow wet between her thick black thighs–aside perhaps from Chuck, who was still drooling over Alexandra’s feet like they were about to be his next meal. Brendan, on the far left side of the line, was glaring at Raina. She glared back at him and asked sharply, “What are you looking at, little whiteboy?”

“I didn’t ask to come here.” He spat his words at her.

“Me, neither,” Finn chimed in. “My girlfriend loves me. I don’t even know why she ran off with that stupid black guy.”

Raina scoffed at this. Alexandra glared at him from behind her, and Fiona grinned deviously. They could all hear the weakness behind his cool facade. “Really? You think she loves you?” Raina asked rhetorically, scoffing once more.

Finn gulped and nodded slowly. “She literally left you here to be brutalized by us for two weeks while she’s lounging around in luxury and getting fucked by a better man. She doesn’t love you, whiteboy.” Raina saw how Finn’s smug face shifted to a frown, and even Matty seemed to flinch at her words and squint at her.

Regardless, none of them had any more to say. Raina turned to her two new snowbunny queens. “What do you girls think we should do with these two?” she asked them, gesturing to Brendan and Finn.

Alexandra and Fiona looked at each other for a lingering moment, both of them grinning deviously. Fiona then turned to Raina.

“I’ll take them both… Is there a dungeon?” she said in her sensual vocal fry.

“Yes, it’s in the basement,” Raina answered her with a devious grin of her own. “Let me lead you there.”

Raina took Fiona’s hand and they started towards the basement stairwell. “Look after our other betas, Alexandra,” Raina told the other snowbunny. “Come along, crawling on your knees behind us,” she commanded Finn and Brendan with a snap of her fingers.

Somewhat to her surprise, it was Brendan who began crawling towards them first. It was only once he did that Finn came along with him.

They descended the stairs, the two little whiteboys ogling their fat bouncing asses behind their booty shorts as they crawled on their hands and knees all the way down. The entire basement floor was one big and open dungeon, save for several black doors leading to smaller rooms along the back wall.

The walls were a dark crimson color resembling blood. There were chains hanging along the left-hand wall behind several contraptions including a big black X-cross. A large wooden treasure chest sat beside the doorway, and on its right side a matching wardrobe.

Raina stepped out into the center of the room, her thick black body bouncing all the way, and stood there with her fists on her hips again. Fiona stood closer to the kneeling whiteboys by the doorway, looking down on them with a devilish grin still on her pretty round face. “What do you want to do with them first?” Raina asked her in order to test her will.

“Strip for me,” Fiona said, already more of a command, still looking down on Finn and Brendan. Finn gave her a cocky smile from behind his gold-rimmed shades. Fiona stepped up to him and snatched them off his face.

“These come off too, little whiteboy,” she told him tantalizingly. His eyes were thin and slanted in a dark chocolate brown. She held them in her hands as she watched the both of them remove their clothes.

Finn was much more eager, pulling his American flag tank-top off to reveal a surprisingly chiseled, bronze-tanned torso. He threw his top to the side of the wide room with all his brazen confidence. The tan shorts came off slower, revealing a basic pair of black boxer shorts–unsurprisingly lacking any visible bulge. Finn let them slink off his toned legs but remained on his knees beneath Fiona.

Brendan wasn’t even flinching, just glaring at Raina behind Fiona, who snapped her own fingers upon taking notice of this and said, “Chop, chop! Take it all off!” His eyes darted over to her, now.

“The little white soyboy is embarrassed of himself,” Raina said with a chortle, unphased by his weak little display of anger.

“As he should be,” Fiona said, her devilish grin flashing back. She planted Finn’s shades over her bright blue eyes with a flourish. Finally, Brendan’s dirty-looking black shirt came off. His body was pathetically skinny aside from a layer of fat upon his belly that was striped with thick black hair.

“Ew!” Fiona uttered as she looked at him with a laugh. Raina almost gagged and had to look away, back towards Finn. Even Brendan turned to look at him, then.

“I definitely ardahan escort know which one of you I prefer,” Fiona continued in order to deride him, as his pants came off as well, before she stepped up to Finn and ran her hand down his muscled abdomen. “But take the rest off now, both of you, before I get impatient.”

Brendan was the first to remove his boxers, black like Finn’s. His bottom half was even hairier than his top, his pale skin matted with thick black hair that, by some merciful miracle, stuck up straight without tangling with itself. Even more repulsive, however, was his cock.

It was little more than a thin and pink needle that stuck straight up at Raina; he was rock hard and amounted to little more than five inches. Raina’s eyes wandered back over to him and she cackled at the sight of it. Finn glanced at it, and his face went red.

“What’s the matter, pretty boy?” Fiona asked him.

“Nothing,” he muttered, his embarrassment already showing.

Brendan darted his seething gaze at him. “Come on, man. Take it off,” he urged his fellow whiteboy.

Finn finally took them off, exposing himself beneath Fiona’s domineering stare. While cleaner-shaven and much more presentable, his cock was much smaller than Brendan’s. Fittingly, it was the whitest part of him, untanned and much paler in comparison to the rest of his body.

Fiona laughed as soon as it came into view. “Awh, so sad,” she said in her sexy vocal fry, “The rest of you is so… impressive. But this…” The thick redheaded snowbunny bent down and pinched Finn’s little cockhead between her pointer finger and thumb. “This is absolutely pathetic.” She squeezed it in between her fingers and watched him wince in pain, proceeding to laugh in his face for it.

Raina stepped up behind Fiona. “Looks like you’ve got this all under control,” she said with a wink towards her fellow domina. “I’ll be heading up to see what we can do to the other betas now.”

“Good,” Fiona responded as she let go of Finn’s tiny cock, “Leave me to them.” As Raina walked back up the stairs, Brendan’s gaze fell to the floor, and his erection wavered. “Open your mouth, now,” Fiona demanded of Finn. As soon as he hesitated, she pulled it open herself and bent down to spit a big glob of saliva right into his mouth.

She followed up with a rough slap across the face with her right hand. “Don’t fucking disobey me,” she breathed darkly into his face. He looked up at her, finally weak and defeated, as he gulped down her spit.

“As you wish…” he said.

“It’s Goddess Fiona to you, to both of you. Got it, betas?” the redhead said to them.

“Yes, Goddess Fiona,” they both replied.

“Good boys.” Fiona then stepped back to stand between both of them. She heaved in a long breath of power. She stood so prettily there, looking down on these naked and defeated whiteboys.

Her little hands ran up her pale white skin exposed between her indigo sports bra and matching booty shorts, touching her wide hips, tucked-in belly fat, and landing to squeeze her fat titties together. Brendan was salivating now at the sight of her. “It’s important you two betaboys learn your place here,” the white queen said, “and I’m here to help you do so.”

Hypnotized by her sexual display of power, the two whiteboys nodded in obedience. Then, the queen continued. “It’s obvious you two can’t please your girlfriends with those little pink pindicks,” she said with a laugh as she surveyed their bodies once again,

“or else you wouldn’t be locked away here all helpless and soft for us queens to torture. Both of you are going to be broken down, swiftly and decisively, and become willing slaves for the new world like you were always meant to be. Is that clear, betas?”

“Yes, Goddess Fiona,” Finn said without question.

Fiona darted Brendan a glare through her shades. “I asked you a question, bitch!” she sharply said to him.

“W-what if we don’t want to serve you?” he questioned her, stuttering in his obliviated trance at her imposing sexuality.

Fiona stepped up to him, her little pink heels clanging on the floor as she did. “Then we’ll break you down until you do.” The white queen reached down and squeezed Brendan’s little balls hard. As he squealed, his little twin stones crumbling her grasp, she laughed in his face with a total lack of mercy.

His erection didn’t quite fade, however, betraying his weak display of defiance. With a hard slap to his face, she finally let his little balls go.

“You’re fucking disgusting, little beta,” she hissed her vocal fry at him, then spit in his face as well. “I fucking hate little soyboy cucks like you, too fucking insecure to accept your place in the world. Lick my fucking heel.”

Fiona put her right heel up in Brendan’s face and waited for him to do as she had told. “I said, lick my fucking heel. Now!” she demanded, relentless and insatiable.

Finally, Brendan’s tongue extended from his gross little unkempt mouth and came up ardeşen escort to stroke Fiona’s heel, from its base to its tip. “Good boy,” she said with lingering anger before slamming her heel back down on the cold floor, making him flinch. The pretty fat redhead laughed at him again.

Fiona began running her hands up her thick body and squeezing her massive tits together again, right in Brendan’s face.

“See these, little boy?” she said, taunting him. He nodded in his weakness, her spit still drying on his cheek. “Big just like your girlfriend’s, right?” she asked him. He nodded again, this time with tears welling up in his eyes.

“You’ll never be good enough to touch them. Ever. I don’t care if your little white excuse for a cock is a bit longer than your friend’s here. You’ll always be a disgusting little beta.” In the shower of degradation she forced him to endure, a tear escaped Brendan’s eye.

The ruthless redhead only continued. “My body is reserved for big black cocks. You understand that? Big. Black. Cocks. Not little whiteboys like yourself. Just like your own girlfriend. Hell, I bet your girlfriend is sucking her lover’s big black cock as we speak.”

Another tear came down to mix with Fiona’s saliva on Brendan’s pale little cheek.

Fiona stood up straight and looked down on him, pure disgust in her eyes at his weakness matched with an accomplished smile at getting him to break.

“Now, go and kneel in the corner over there,” she commanded Brendan, pointing to the far corner of the room behind her. “I have more words for your little friend than your pathetic ass could handle,” she said with a flick of her straightened red hair, “clearly.”

Brendan obediently nodded and began his shameful crawl to the corner of the room. As he went, Fiona kicked his discarded clothes to the side with disgust and stomped back over to Finn.

Finn looked up at her with some of his former coolness still remaining in spite of his shameful nakedness. “You have the type of attitude I’d like to tame down,” he began, “in different circumstances…”

“Oh, really?” she sharply questioned him.

The pretty boy gave a light shrug of his finely tuned shoulders. “I’d have a lot of fun with that,” he said lustily.

Fiona’s fists landed on her thick hips once again. “And what are you gonna do to me with that little nub between your legs, exactly?” she asked him. When his eyes lowered away from her, she flashed a triumphant grin.

“I think you’re a tad bit confused, pretty boy,” she said to him, her words cutting through his confident veneer. His chocolate eyes looked up at her again, this time with a wound she had successfully cracked in him.

“The only fun you’re capable of having is jerking that pathetic little clit you’ve got there while you sit and watch a real man fuck me.” The blow had landed. Finn looked almost as broken as Brendan now. “If I even let you touch it, of course. I’m not sure you deserve that yet.”

Fiona stepped up close to Finn once again, his sad brown eyes fixated on her luscious and unattainable form. “I know you like to pretend that you’re a real man out there, but I know your little secret now… and I do mean little.”

She put her pointer finger and her thumb out in his face and pinched them close together to taunt his meager size, grinning all the way. “Like I said, you may be attractive and able to hide it with your clothes on, but that’s over today. A little whiteboy as pathetic as you are should be put on display, for all the world to laugh at.”

She put a pale hand on his strong shoulder as if to mockingly console him. “It’s really all you’re good for,” she finished with a brighter smile. The queen patted his shoulder lightly and then stood up straight, towering over his still kneeling form.

“Yes, Goddess Fiona,” Finn said, the words seeming to stick in his throat as they came out. By this time, Brendan had made it all the way to the corner, kneeling pathetically there on his hands and knees but staring at Fiona from across the room. His beady little eyes were fixated on the thick queen’s wide ass beneath her tight booty shorts.

She traipsed over to the treasure chest by the doorway. “Let’s see what we have here,” she said tantalizingly as she opened it. She flicked through several ropes, binds, and whips to remove a long black leather leash and a matching collar.

“This’ll suit you nicely,” she said with dark mirth as she stomped back over to stand directly in front of Finn. Her cold hands latched the collar around his neck and then attached the leash.

“Follow me, bitch!” she said excitedly before bouncing along the room’s broad floor. Finn crawled behind her obediently, just like the dog he was, staring up at her fat ass all the way. She walked imperiously with great confidence in her strut. It all made Finn’s little white cock unbearably hard.

After taking him around in circles several times, Fiona turned around and ran her fingers through arnavutköy escort his blond feathers of hair. “Good boy! I think I’ll keep you as my personal dog-slave from here on out,” she said happily.

Finn looked just about as lusty as he should have. “Tell me, puppy-boy, has your girlfriend even let you inside her before?”

Finn gulped as he looked up at her. “Yes, Goddess…”

“Well, that’s a shame,” Fiona said with a laugh. “Something that small should never go inside a woman. I bet you’ve never made her cum, have you?”

“No, Goddess…” Finn admitted to the snowbunny with shame. “She needs her bull for that.”

Fiona laughed again, louder this time, then raised her voice and her gaze towards little Brendan in the corner. “What about you, soycuck? Ever fucked your girl? Ever made her cum?”

“Of course I have!” he spat back at her from across the room, his impotent rage returning, though his face still wet with tears and spit.

Fiona only glared back at this. “I don’t believe you, whiteboy,” she said.

“It’s the truth!” Brendan screamed in his weak little voice that cracked as he did.

“I don’t like your tone, little beta!” Fiona bellowed back at him, stronger than him. “I hear a black king owns the place. Maybe I should call him done here to deal with you instead? Would you like that?” she threatened him.

Brendan quite literally shivered in fear at the prospect. “N-no, Goddess, no…” he said weakly. She answered him with a laugh.

“I expected not,” she said with strength. Brendan gulped. Things were going to become much harder for them, he expected.

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Upstairs, Alexandra was taunting the three remaining betas with the voluptuousness of her full, thick, scantily-clad body. Her thin white top and short red pleated skirt still covered the best parts of her, but it was enough to drive each of them mad with lust.

Chuck, in particular, was becoming blatantly obsessed with her pretty feet, still staring at them through her violet-colored heels. Saliva dripped down his fat chin as he stared, staining his baby blue shirt.

“Mm… I think this big one needs a bib,” the golden blonde snowbunny said in her breathy moan as she pushed her fat tits together from above her top. Matty in particular looked extremely enticed by her tits. Raina, who presided over the entire display of feminine sexual power, gave a light laugh at this.

“I’ve got an even better idea,” the black queen said before traipsing over to Chuck from behind and whipping his baby blue shirt right off his bloated body. “I don’t think he’ll be needing this anymore,” she said tauntingly before tossing the shirt to the side.

Alexandra, at first sight of the whiteboy’s flabby body, tried to stifle a laugh in vain by covering her pretty mouth with her right hand’s fingers. She cruelly let it out, a tantalizing sight to each of the betas who were forced to endure her power.

“That’s pathetic… I wanna see what’s underneath his other half now,” she said in her darkly mirthful wispy moan.

Chuck hesitated in shame. “You heard her, whiteboy,” Raina said insistently. He finally undid his belt, placing it on the floor in front of his knees, and lowered his shorts slowly, letting them come off behind him.

His eyes could no longer focus on Alexandra’s pretty white feet, for his true shame had now been revealed. A much-too-thin light pink thong ran tight around his bloated hips, its lacey floral front see-through enough to make out his tiny nub of a cock that stuck up hard below his heavy layer of belly blubber.

Alexandra and Raina stormed on him with laughter that weighed him down even more than his many years of eating, sitting, and tugging at himself. Matty looked across at him in vicarious shame at herself beneath their voracious laughter.

“That’s even more pathetic!” Alexandra squealed.

“Did your little girlfriend make you wear her panties, fatty?” Raina asked him just to taunt him before flashing her new snowbunny a knowing glance of shared cruelty.

“Yes,” Chuck said with heaps of shame. His face became as red as a firetruck.

“Little fucking bitch,” Raina said derisively. She ran her fingers down Chuck’s fatty back and onto the string of the thong on his ass. “If I snap it back, it’ll probably break off,” she said before another chuckle at the cuck’s expense.

Alexandra found him inconsolably hilarious. After her steady stream of laughter sending all three of the betas on their knees before her into shame, she finally spoke again. “Come to me, fatso,” she commanded, “and the rest of you get naked as well.”

“I like your style,” Raina complimented her.

“Thank you,” Alexandra replied. Chuck crawled on his fat hands and knees across the floor to Alexandra. She put her right heel up on his forehead and pushed him back a bit.

“It’s these you really like about me, isn’t it? Not my huge tits, not my ass, not even this tight pussy beneath my skirt, but my feet,” she said to tantalize him.

“Yes, Mistress,” Chuck replied instinctively.

“Then worship them,” she demanded. He readily obeyed, wrapping his fat lips around her heel to suck them with gluttonous gusto. Raina looked up at this to observe, “He’s sucking that thing like it’s a cock!” and laughed at him once more.

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