Sex is the best way to learn about other cultures. - Chapter 1.5 Female Perspective

[Actress Katherine MacBride Breaks Up with Singer Daniel Heathcliff]

[Once-Thriving Oscar Actress Katherine MacBride Falls from Grace]

[McBride’s Lackluster Performance Draws Storm of Criticism]

Unpleasant headlines lined the covers of those low-class gossip magazines.

I have no desire to read the contents, but I can imagine the contents just by reading the title, which is the skill of gossip reporters.

Most of them are probably written based on imagination in the name of speculation, but they are still unpleasant.

Why does this hotel have such a third-rate gossip magazine in the first place?

The five-star hotels I usually stay at wouldn’t bother with such cheap reading material.

“Hey, Michael! What’s going on here? Why did you book me in such a sleazy hotel?”

I called Michael at the talent agency. He was the one who arranged for this cheap, almost sleazy hotel. It was ridiculous.

“Please have some mercy, Ms. McBride. I got you the best room they’ve got.”

“The best room? I’m saying the whole hotel is terrible!”

I couldn’t help raising my voice.

Even though our flight to New York was canceled at the last minute, there should have been plenty of other good hotels to choose from.

“I understand, but our agency just doesn’t have the budget to book a suite on the top floor of a five-star hotel. We’re already spending a lot to cover up that incident.”

“How can the biggest talent agency in the country say that?”

I was utterly appalled and hung up the phone.

It’s not like I asked for a top-floor suite. A regular room in a five-star hotel would have been fine.

The only reason they’d stick me in this dump is to punish me.

Not too long ago, some porn pics that looked like me were scattered all over the internet.

What was leaked were photos of me with a man’s p3nis in my mouth and a video of me shaking my hips on top of him.

I know who did it. It was Daniel, the guy I broke up with not too long ago.

He was so mad about getting dumped that he pulled this huge revenge porn thing.

And he did it in a way that no one could tell who he was.

What a coward.

“What’s wrong with breaking up with a struggling singer? I won’t be happy unless I’m with someone on my level.”

It was weird enough that I was dating some third-rate singer in the first place, even though I’d already won an Oscar.

And after I dumped him, he released those s3x videos? That’s just pathetic.

Naturally, my agency was scrambling to put out the fires of those photos and videos.

But once the data was out there, there was no way to get it all back.

Naturally, the agency had no choice but to insist that the photos and videos were low-quality fakes.

Revenge porn is against the law, but without the agency’s acknowledgment of its authenticity, it’s not a crime.

If Daniel had thought that far ahead with his actions, he was a truly underhanded man.

To confirm, I was shown the photos and video just once at the agency. They were mine.

It was footage of me being a total sadist on top of Daniel.

Thanks to this, I went from being a pure and chaste big-name actress to being labeled a sadistic actress who torments men who dare to speak up.

I indeed initiate s3x on my initiative. There is no way I would give in to a man, whether it be s3x or anything else.

I mean, I’m Katherine MacBride, for crying out loud.

It is crazy that the media is taking this opportunity to criticize me just because I am slightly different from the public image.

What’s more, it is extremely rude to link my recent slump in acting to this and insist that I am a washed-up actress.

And I don’t like how the people at the agency have so changed their attitude.

I bet Michael, who just called, and even Gordon, the old man, are still milking money from my porn videos until their balls dry up!

“Who do these people think I am?!” I slammed my cell phone against the hotel wall.

Maybe I hit it too hard. The phone was covered in cracks, and there was a hole the size of an inch in the wallpaper.

The cost of a cell phone is a small amount. It’s not that hard to replace it. I’ll make the office pay for the wallpaper. I don’t care about the inconvenience it causes to the hotel.

“…That hotel clerk was checking me out in a creepy way.”

I’m not sure if he knew about the revenge porn or not, but the front desk clerk was staring at my body with a nasty look.

(How dare he, as a hotel employee!)

It’s like they’re treating me like a porn actress or something.

Just thinking about it makes my bl00d boil.

Not only are the rooms small and dirty, but the staff are awful.

The agency that assigned me to this awful hotel is also awful.

Those gossip reporters who talk down to me, the fickle public who flip their opinion like a pancake, and Daniel who leaked those s3x videos – they’re all the absolute worst!

“I’m Katherine McBride.”

I glared at the hole in the wall.

I’d debuted as an actress at thirteen and gone on to star in all sorts of movies.

By twenty, I’d launched my own fashion brand, and at twenty-four, I finally got that Oscar I’d always dreamed of.

I thought other people were trash.

I was special. I was different from all those ordinary people.

But then one little scandal and they’re all over me like hawks.

They’re jealous of my talent as an actress.

If they’re that upset, they should just succeed in their worlds.

“…I’ll go cool down my head.”

It’s stupid to let other people’s jealousy confuse me and lose sight of myself.

I decided to go outside and get some fresh air.

By outside, I mean a hotel in a rundown alley in the city of Los Angeles.

“Of course… There’s no way a dirty hotel like this would have a balcony.”

In a fancy hotel, I’d have at least a balcony, if not a veranda. But this place was a cheap motel, so there was no way it would have such a luxurious feature.

It was just a back door emergency staircase.

It led to a pointless little area with a lousy view of the alley.

Still, it calmed me down. Even in a cesspit like this. it’s better if no one’s watching.

As I walked the streets, people started talking to me more often. Eventually, I could only go outside in secret.

I’m too busy with work to go on vacation, and now that my workload has decreased so dramatically, it’s ironic that I can finally take a break.

I say break, but this isn’t a cafe or a restaurant, it’s just an alleyway.

“What is that smell…?”

I caught a whiff of something foul and looked down to find a huge trash dump right there. The emergency stairs were set up right above it.

“This is the worst! What kind of day is this?!” I cursed loudly enough for the whole alley to hear.

I didn’t expect fresh air from a third-rate hotel, but breathing in trash dump air is just ridiculous.

“Don’t you people know who I am?!”

I’m Katherine MacBride, the one and only. I’m not some hick who belongs in a dump like this.

But my bad luck struck. The people who had been walking around, oblivious to my presence until now, finally noticed me.

“Hey, look! Isn’t that Katherine MacBride?”

The ones who found me were black youths, wandering around as if searching for someone. They looked like typical troublemakers, their appearance symbolizing the city of Los Angeles.

“Oh no…”

If those lowlifes find out I’m staying in this cheap hotel, they’ll write another nasty article about me. I need to get back to my room as soon as possible—

I turned on my heel and headed for the hotel’s emergency exit. Those troublemakers were running towards the main entrance. They probably know which floor I’m staying on by now. If I don’t hurry up and lock myself in my room, I might end up being gang-raped.

I’d rather die than be violated by those low-class black people. Only a white man who’s made something of himself has the right to touch me. Not some black or Asian, or a third-rate artist nobody’s heard of.

“Huh…?”

But I’d forgotten. I was wearing high-heeled shoes. And this place was an emergency staircase with poor footing.

Somehow, I slipped on the steps.

As an actress, I couldn’t risk hurting my face. On instinct, I twisted my body to shield my face, but that was the worst choice I could have made.

I landed incorrectly and fell from the emergency staircase.

To make matters worse, directly below was the same garbage dump.

I fell headfirst into the pile of garbage that the common people of this hotel had dumped.

(Is this… the end for me?)

In the brief moment as I plummeted, that’s all I could think.

No matter how much garbage there was below me, if I hit the wrong place, I would die.

The “trash” wasn’t just cardboard and paper scraps; I could see bits of metal too. Worst-case scenario, something like a steel pipe might pierce my body and kill me.

(I’m Katherine McBride.)

“Ahhh!”

I prepared myself for intense pain and death, but the shock I’d imagined didn’t come.

I didn’t feel any intense pain. Luckily I didn’t hit my head.

There was something soft underneath me, so maybe it acted as a cushion.

“What the…”

But it was still a garbage dump. The stench of rotting food waste stung my nostrils. I quickly sat up, and my beautiful blonde hair was covered in scraps of paper.

Even so, I might have a chance to escape those black people. They probably think I ran into the hotel, so they won’t bother searching outside.

“What a day!”

I never thought I’d be saved by a pile of trash. How humiliating.

But how did I survive?

The pile should have been pretty high. And not all of it was soft.

Right. The stuff under my legs now feels quite hard—

“What?!”

Suddenly, I feel the trash under me twitch.

(Could this trash be alive?) The thought is ridiculous, but just then, I realize what it was that saved me.

There’s a face right in front of me.

A person is buried in the trash, with only their head showing.

It’s a big man.

Most of his body is buried, so I can’t be sure, but he seems strong. After all, he didn’t even flinch when I fell several meters onto him.

He was probably Asian. I couldn’t tell if he was Chinese or Korean, but he had a dull face and looked like a Bigfoot.

“Are you alive…?”

Naturally, I was confused.

If there’s a person in a place like this, the first thing you’d think is that they’re a corpse someone tossed away.

But that theory was quickly ruled out.

I didn’t know if he understood me, but he nodded, so I figured he was alive.

“What are you doing here?”

Once I knew he was alive, the next thing I wondered was why he was there.

I’d stupidly fallen down the hotel stairs, but I couldn’t believe such a rare thing would happen to two people at the same time.

Maybe he was a homeless person using the dumpster as a bed. If that was the case, this was the worst possible situation. I’d ended up on top of the lowest of the low—a loser who looked like a monkey, no less.

“S…Sightseeing.”

What a completely nonsensical answer.

Sightseeing?

And in this back alley trash dump of all places?

This guy is seriously suspicious.

“Are you Chinese? Or Korean?”

I should have nothing to do with this man.

I already hate talking to those inferior yellow people, and now I’m stuck on top of this creep.

I need to get out of here as soon as possible, but there’s something I have to check first.

“Japanese…”

Japanese, huh… Well, whether they’re Japanese or Chinese, they’re all monkeys from the East. But I’ve reluctantly worked with a Japanese actor before, so I can’t say the possibility is zero.

“Do you know me?”

Growing impatient, I decided to get straight to the point.

What I wanted to know was simple: Did this big ape know Katherine MacBride? That’s all.

The only one who knew about my fall into the trash heap was this Bigfoot.

If he knew about me, I had to make sure he kept quiet, no matter what it took.

I could see that if people found out I’d been covered in trash in this dump, even more nasty articles would spread.

As if it wasn’t bad enough that some black people had seen me earlier.

Unpleasant, false stories might start circulating about how I was treated poorly at the office and forced to stay in a low-quality hotel.

If that happened, I’m finished.

I’m Katherine McBride. I can’t expose such a disgrace to the general public.

But this question is a double-edged sword.

If I ask, “Do you know who I am?” I’m essentially admitting I’m a celebrity. I hadn’t realized it until now, but this question could give away that I’m an actress.

“A.Angel…”

His answer was completely unexpected.

Could he be trying to flirt with me despite being Asian? But I couldn’t tell if he knew me or not.

“Well, I guess I have no choice…”

There was a risk in letting him go, but I decided to let him go.

Continuing to question him might blow my cover, and judging by his halting English, he’s probably just a tourist anyway.

“What is this?”

As I tried to stand up from under the man, I felt something strange in my hand.

It was a little hard, yet also soft at the same time.

I squeezed it a few times to figure out what it was, and it gradually got harder. It also started swelling up like a rubber balloon.

I realized what it was as soon as I wrapped my hand around it.

“I’m going to kill you.”

There was no doubt about it—it was a c0ck.

A thick and long one, at that.

This dirty Jap had made me hold his disgusting p3nis.

Why was he taking his pants down in this place? Bigfoot’s thoughts are completely incomprehensible. And to top it all off, I could feel his thing pulsing in my hand.

Even though it was through underwear, it was the worst feeling of my life.

Honestly, I considered crushing his p3nis right then and there.

To think that he was making me touch a monkey’s p3nis.

But I wasn’t confident in my grip strength.

Besides, his p3nis was so thick that I could see it even through his underwear, and there was no way that a woman like me could squeeze and crush it.

Worst of all, that stimulation might feel good to him and make him ejaculate.

If that happened, I wouldn’t be able to bear it. Katherine MacBride touches an inferior Asian man’s p3nis and makes him cum.

Whether it made it into the article or not, I had to avoid that situation at all costs.

If that was the case, I should have just asked the agency to kill him.

An agency our size wouldn’t bat an eye at burying an unremarkable Asian tourist in an “accident.”

I reached into my pocket to take out my phone to call Michael.

But then I remembered my phone had broken in my room earlier, and my hand froze. That’s when it happened.

“I’m sorry!! Very very sorry!!”

The man quickly left my body, put his forehead on the trash, and began apologizing profusely.

It was the so-called Japanese dogeza. It wasn’t acting or anything. It was a desperate plea. It sounded so desperate that I was a bit taken aback.

I’m sorry for being rude to a white person, even though I’m just an Asian. I could sense his overly deferential, almost subservient feelings.

I’ve always been a bit sadistic.

That’s what got me into this mess in the first place. I indeed started aiming to be an actress because I wanted people around me to fuss over me.

I loved feeling people in the industry bowing to me.

It was a thrill to see other actors grinding their teeth in envy at my success.

I used to love the way people admired me from afar.

But lately, even that’s been fading.

Ever since that porn video started circulating.

No, I’d known I was on the decline as an actress even before that.

The job offers had been trickling down over time, and every time a promising newcomer appeared, I felt myself being pushed further to the fringes of the industry.

I didn’t want to admit it.

I’d worked so hard to climb to the top.

I’d even stepped on others to get there.

The thought of someone else kicking me down now was something Katherine MacBride couldn’t accept.

In the midst of all this, it had been a while since I’d met someone who admired me so deeply.

The Japanese man in front of me continued to bow his head repeatedly as if he had become my pet.

It felt odd to have someone like that bowing to me.

I knew I was beautiful.

I was aware my figure was great.

But regardless of that, he was completely smitten with me.

If I had to say, not to the actress Katherine McBride, but to me.

To be honest, it felt good.

Maybe it reminded me of how I felt when I first started acting and got all the attention.

On the other hand, she was one of the most popular actresses in the United States.

On the other hand, there was a dull Asian tourist who couldn’t speak English well.

The possibility of us ever meeting in life was virtually zero.

We probably never would have had a conversation.

But why? I found myself thinking this young man, who acted like a puppy, was kind of cute.

He was big and looked almost like a Bigfoot, but the way he prostrated himself before me, despite his appearance, seemed cute to me.

“What a good boy.”

At that moment, my sadistic side reared its ugly head.

I thought I’d relieve some stress by playing with this guy as a pet.

With my beauty and power, I could do anything with an Asian like him.

I could kill him, or even enslave him.

I figured taming this Bigfoot would help me regain my reputation as Katherine MacBride.

There was no real basis for it, but I felt if I could control him, I could rebuild my acting career.

That said, getting someone who doesn’t know my true identity to listen to me isn’t easy.

Normally, revealing the name Katherine MacBride would make anyone do my bidding, but it wasn’t so simple with him.

To tame a pet, you need to start with rewards and training.

“Is it uncomfortable? I’ll make it feel better.”

I started stroking the man’s p3nis again, of all things.

Instantly, his huge body shuddered.

His p3nis was still rock-hard. Despite groveling before me, this guy was getting more turned on by the minute. What a pig! He needed a proper lesson.

“It’s big…”

As I stroked his p3nis over his underwear, it gradually got harder and bigger.

His c0ck, once covered by those boxer briefs, was now half-erect and poking out. Like a mushroom rapidly growing, it burst through his underwear, exposing the tip of his head.

This man had the attitude of a pet, but the size of his p3nis was that of a wild animal. And it still had room to grow.

It looked uncomfortable, so I took off his pants.

Suddenly, his naked c0ck and balls were right in front of me.

It had been a while since I’d seen an untrimmed p3nis. Apparently, in Asia, it’s not common to shave down there yet.

“Isn’t it cute?”

Seeing the man’s exposed p3nis and flustered with embarrassment, I couldn’t help but think he was cute. His erect p3nis was ferocious, but for some reason, the contrast was even a little amusing.

Soon, I started stroking the man’s p3nis directly with my palm.

The p3nis was so hot and hard, it was in a class of its own compared to any I had ever had before.

I’d encountered ones about the same size before, but this one was too strong in every other way. From the way it stood up, the shape of the head, the growth of hair down there, the size of the scrotum, even the sweaty smell—it was all too much.

How hard is this thing? I wondered as I stroked it, feeling it grow bigger and harder with each moment.

A p3nis this size isn’t rare, even for a white man (though it’s still on the larger side).

But this hardness is beyond normal.

Usually, the bigger a p3nis gets, the softer it becomes. But this guy’s is unbelievably hard.

It feels like I’m handling a concrete or iron rod.

This thing is so hard, it could probably kill someone if it hit them.

Soon, the man has probably made his p3nis as big as it can get.

Standing straight up towards the sky, it’s incredibly impressive and strong-looking.

If I can tame this wild beast, I’ll become the top actress.

I’ll be able to return to that glamorous world.

It’s a theory with no basis, but I just know it’s true.

“AHH!”

After the man yells something, it happens unexpectedly.

A whole bunch of cumshots.

If I even sensed the slightest hint of ejaculation, I planned to dodge away immediately.

But I was so captivated by his impressive p3nis that I reacted too late.

“What a load…,” I thought.

In the end, I ended up covered in his semen from head to toe.

My prized blonde hair.

My perfectly sculpted face, which people suspected was enhanced by plastic surgery.

My body, which I used as a top model.

In an instant, I was drenched in his sticky fluid.

The thick white liquid clung to my cheeks, the bridge of my nose, and my mouth.

Why does Asian semen smell so bad? And there was so much of it, so concentrated.

I should have been able to pull away after the first shot, but I couldn’t.

His ejaculation was just too powerful.

The sheer volume.

The overpowering stench.

The forceful eruption, like a gunshot.

Everything about it was more intense than anything I’d ever experienced.

The ejaculation was incredibly rough.

I had made him come, but it felt like I was the one being “marked” by it.

It was an unsatisfying feeling, like being suddenly doused in semen by a dog I thought I’d been training.

“Not yet.”

With my face covered in semen, I grabbed the man’s p3nis again.

Untrained dogs need to be re-educated.

If he dared to resist me with his orgasm. I’ll jerk him off so hard he can’t ejaculate anymore, and make him cry and beg for forgiveness.

“What the…”

Even though he’d only just ejaculated, the man’s p3nis instantly regained its hardness.

It hadn’t gone soft at all despite having just ejaculated. That powerful p3nis was standing erect before me again.

“You’re not going to cum yet…?”

I switched from right hand to left, then back again. Sometimes I used both hands. It had been going on for nearly twenty minutes.

But still, there was no sign of him coming.

He’d climaxed so easily before, and his semen was still stuck on my face and hair. Yet despite looking like he was enjoying himself, he still didn’t show me that wild cumshot.

“I’m tired now…”

Honestly, I felt like I should be the one asking for forgiveness.

If he hadn’t ejaculated after going this far, I thought it would be okay to stop halfway.

However, the Katherine McBride in my head denied that option.

(That would make it seem like I have no appeal.)

(Here I am, giving a handjob to an Asian guy, and I can’t even get him to ejaculate twice!)

“Why?”

I finally took a drastic measure.

I started taking the Asian man’s thick p3nis directly into my mouth.

The strong smell I’d noticed earlier immediately hit my nose.

The p3nis was so thick that it felt like my jaw would fall off, and it was so long that it seemed impossible to fit it all the way in.

And above all, the fact that I was holding that strong p3nis in my mouth made my thoughts blur.

(What an impressive p3nis…)

“AHH!!”

The man let out a high-pitched cry—whether from pleasure or surprise, I couldn’t tell.

Well, well. This Asian p3nis might look tough, but with my skills, I could make it ejaculate anytime I wanted.

Feeling more confident, I started sucking on the man’s p3nis even harder than before.

I intentionally mixed in my saliva so that it made a sound, and I thrust the p3nis deep in and out of my throat.

The taste and smell of his p3nis filled my mouth, making me almost want to gag. But more than that, the urge to please him by making his p3nis feel good drove me to go even further.

(I’ve done this much for you, so hurry up and cum!)

Without taking my eyes off him, I kept stimulating his p3nis with my tongue and hands.

I continued to rub his huge balls in the palm of my hand and swallowed his huge glans deep in my throat.

The sight of me kneeling on the garbage and sucking the man’s p3nis with complete concentration must have made me look like a prostitute.

Every time he moaned, I felt like I was in control of the situation. But even I couldn’t tell who was really in charge.

I wasn’t told to do it, yet here I was, sucking on a strange man’s p3nis. Even I found it utterly bizarre.

The sound of saliva slurping around the p3nis and the man’s occasional weak moans echoed in the backyard trash dump.

Even if someone looked down from above, we were half-buried in the pile of garbage, so they probably wouldn’t see us.

Out in the open, but hidden from view.

The thrill of sucking a p3nis in this special space gradually took hold of me.

Soon…

“O… OH!”

The man ejaculated again, shouting a word that wasn’t English.

With no less force than the first time, a huge load of semen spurted out, aimed for the back of my throat.

“Hmmm, hmmm—”

Unconsciously, I opened my throat wide, accepting the man and his semen.

The semen was almost entirely swallowed, flowing directly from my throat into my stomach.

It was my first experience having my throat and stomach violated directly.

I should have immediately spat out such a filthy thing, but my body strangely did not reject the man’s ejaculation.

Instead, I opened my throat wide and actively enjoyed the sensation of the pure white semen sliding down.

(This should calm him down for a while.)

From that point on, it was my turn to have the upper hand. I continued to give the screaming man a handjob, emptying every bit of sperm in his bag, and making him cry and beg for forgiveness.

“What the…”

But I couldn’t believe my eyes. The p3nis I’d just pulled out of my throat had regained its hardness and strength.

No, it hadn’t just regained it—it hadn’t even lost it after ejaculation. Despite shooting out that much semen. Was this man a monster?

But if I let something like this frighten me, the name of Katherine McBride will be tarnished.

I’ve been in danger many times before.

I was once almost caught up in a drug-s3x encounter with a film director, and once a stalker-like fan tried to kill me. But I managed to get through each time.

That’s how I’ve become the person I am today.

“It’s time for my trump card now.”

I took off my jacket and bra without hesitation.

As a movie actress, I’ve filmed plenty of wet scenes. If you’re too shy to do that, you’re second-rate.

A real actress doesn’t get embarrassed. You have to be able to show your b00bs.

“What do you think?”

I provoked the man with a confident smile.

To be honest, I was always proud of my br3asts. As a white woman, I had more than enough size, and the color and beauty of my n1pples and areolas were something I was confident about. I was sure I could hold my own against any porn actress.

Although the size of my bust can sometimes be a disadvantage when working as a model, it also drew the attention of men everywhere.

Even when that infamous porn video was circulated, there were many voices on the Internet praising the beauty of my body.

That video must have made men all over the United States, and even the world, masturbate.

Ironically, I even got offers to become a porn actress after that.

I’d never do something so humiliating, but it just goes to show how my body has become a commodity.

Every time I saw comments saying they jerked off more than ten times a day after watching my videos, I felt a little thrill.

But that doesn’t mean I’d ever become a porn actress. I’d rather die.

Sure enough, the Asian man in front of me was also fixated on my bust

His eyes fixed without blinking on my two n1pples, trying to burn the sight into his brain.

“You’re so lucky. It’s not often you get to see my br3asts in person.”

Smiling seductively, I took the man’s glans between my lips again.

He had tried to pull away earlier, but now I was back in control.

If I could make him cum like this, I’d win.

“Does it feel good?”

“YES…”

Seeing the man’s ecstatic expression, I felt a sense of conquest and accomplishment.

No man would not submit to being served by me. And there was no way a boring Asian man wouldn’t bow down to me.

Feeling good, I squeezed the man’s p3nis between my b00bs.

My b00bs are usually big enough to bury a c0ck, but not with this guy.

Even when I squeezed my ample chest around his d1ck, I couldn’t cover more than the head and part of the shaft.

“Are you about to cum?”

He nodded at my question.

Taking that as a signal, I began sucking on his sturdy glans again.

I stimulated his c0ck with my br3asts while using my tongue and lips to work his grotesquely swollen glans.

(What a strong p3nis.) 

Sucking on such a strong p3nis was starting to affect me strangely.

“Eh… Hey, stop!”

Surprisingly, even while I had him in my mouth, he skillfully managed to pull down my pants.

Soon, his rough hands grabbed my butt cheeks. It was so sudden that I couldn’t resist. The man had done whatever he wanted with my prized hips.

After thoroughly enjoying the softness of my butt cheeks, he even managed to pull down my shorts.

“What are you doing?!”

I was pushed onto my back, and the man stared intently at my pvssy.

I’m confident in the shape of my pvssy too.

I hadn’t done anything to it, but every man who had s3x with me complimented me on how beautiful it was.

And that pvssy was being observed by a rough Asian man.

His p3nis was still erect and powerful, and I’m sure he couldn’t wait to violate it.

No wonder. A woman like me had even given him a handjob, a blowjob, and a titjob. It would be crazy for him not to feel that way.

“You’ll regret it.”

No man hasn’t given up after having s3x with me.

In the end, they all give up and ask me for forgiveness. That’s what Daniel did too.

But this guy doesn’t move. His face makes it clear that having s3x with me is his only option.

What a good slave he’s being.

As his master, I know what I have to do.

“Lucky you. You’re the first non-white man to have s3x with me.”

I straddle him and slowly lower myself onto his huge p3nis.

“Ohhh…”

“Ah…”

My voice and the Asian man’s were synchronized. The huge glans pushed my pvssy open and gradually penetrated the vaginal wall.

I hesitated at first because of its size, but my v4g1na accepted the Asian man’s strong p3nis more smoothly than I expected.

(Wow… It’s only halfway in, and I’m already this turned on.)

Maybe it was because I hadn’t had s3x in a long time since breaking up with Daniel.

Or maybe it was because his strong p3nis had been in my mouth so much that I got so excited I didn’t even realize I was wet.

But more than anything, this man’s p3nis was out of the ordinary.

Not only was it big, but its hardness was on another level with that of a white man. The thick, hard, and strong male organ pushed my pvssy open to its limits and invaded deeper.

(Can… can this thing fit all the way in?)

I’ve taken this size before, but that was a white man’s average, soft p3nis. I’ve never been stuffed with something this monstrous.

And above all, its shape was disgusting.

The p3nis, swollen to the brim and curved up high, was so beautiful that I couldn’t help but stare.

(This is the excretory organ and reproductive organ of an inferior yellow monkey.)

Even though I told myself that, I couldn’t help but stare. Right now,

I was about to accept the most manly thing I had ever come across in my life.

The glans were also disgusting.

If such a ferocious protrusion were to stir up the inside of my v4g1na, I might no longer be able to maintain my dignity as a white woman, as Katherine McBride, as a human being.

Still, as if against my will, my pvssy accepted the man’s p3nis.

“Oh… it’s amazing…”

I couldn’t help but let out a sweet voice. I never imagined that I’d make such a sound for a dull Asian man.

“Are you OK?”

How embarrassing—now he’s concerned about me.

He probably thinks I’m struggling with the penetration, but that’s not it at all.

I’m desperately trying not to cum.

If he continued to thrust deep inside me like this, I might cum easily.

“It’s okay! So just thrust in!”

But even so, I couldn’t accept submitting to such a dull Asian man.

I am Katherine McBride. And a white woman.

There’s no way I’d bow down to such an Asian man. This guy should be the one to submit.

Perhaps he took my words literally, as the man grabbed my waist and began preparing to thrust. A cold sweat ran down my back.

(This is it.

Right now, this thing was raging like a wild beast inside my v4g1na and was about to penetrate deep inside me.

Hold on, me.

I am Katherine MacBride.

I’m the Oscar-winning actress envied by countless top-tier men.

With my body and skills, I could make this Asian guy submit in a flash.

If I just endure the first thrust.

That’s all I need to do.

It’s coming…!)

The man grabbed my hips, along with my butt cheeks, and tried to pull me closer. At the same time, he pulled his hips back, preparing to thrust his p3nis into me as well.

(It’s coming.

The man’s first thrust is coming.

That mighty p3nis is about to enter me –

No way…)

At that moment, my mind went blank.

When the man’s strong p3nis penetrated to the deepest part of me, and the head pressed against my cervix…

(I must have fainted right then.)

I lost consciousness.

It happened in a flash, but I was out for a moment.

It was my first experience with this.

Up until now, I’d never had a concussion or fainted even once in my life.

Against my will, my arms and legs suddenly went limp.

In the distance, I heard someone panting heavily.

It sounded familiar.

It was the panting of Oscar-winning actress Katherine McBride.

She had been made to orgasm with just one thrust by a Japanese tourist she’d met in the hotel’s garbage dump.

And it was so intense that she passed out.

More intense than anything I’d ever experienced before in my life.

(What are they saying…?)

In the distance, a Japanese person was whispering something.

I was gradually coming back to my senses, but my body was still completely out of my control.

I could just about make out that the entrance to my cervix was gripping the man’s glans.

The Japanese person said something again.

It was a word I didn’t know. I always thought everyone in the world should speak English, but there was something strangely comforting about those words. Without realizing it, I nodded.

At that moment, my consciousness was instantly brought back to me.

Another shock hit my cervix.

That feeling that made my mind go blank.

The man began to thrust.

“W-wait a minute! I can’t do this!”

I wasn’t even mentally prepared yet, and if he thrust into me with such a strong p3nis, I would die.

But maybe he didn’t understand me, because he didn’t stop moving his hips.

His strong p3nis was pulled out by a third, and the hard glans and thick shaft attacked my v4g1na.

“No! I’m telling you not to!”

I shook my head like a teenager, trying to escape the man’s rough thrusts.

But no matter how much I tried to raise my hips to escape, the man just thrust deeper.

With both hands firmly holding my waist, I was at the mercy of the man.

“Ahh! What is this?!”

I couldn’t help but let out a high-pitched moan.

Every time the man thrust into my cervix, and ravaged the inside of my v4g1na with his overly powerful p3nis, an immense amount of pleasure coursed through my brain and body.

I’d never experienced s3x like this before.

I’d never known a p3nis this big.

“Ahh, no! It’s too amazing!”

Honestly, it was a completely foreign kind of s3x to me.

To me, s3x was just a way to play with superior white men.

Sure, there was physical pleasure involved, but this guy’s s3x was all about pleasure from the start.

And this man was Asian, one of the inferior races in the world, yet he was playing with a white person like me, Katherine McBride, as his s3x slave.

The man said something, and his p3nis grew even bigger. He was probably about to come.

Normally, it’s just not possible for an Asian to ejaculate inside a white person. After all, superior races don’t want the genes of inferior ones.

Still, I nodded while lying on top of him.

This time, it wasn’t unconscious. I nodded because I wanted to.

This man was going to cum.

I wanted to receive it in my uterus.

That was all that was on my mind.

The man said something again and pushed me down on the pile of garbage.

With his p3nis pointed at me in the missionary position, I was able to get a real sense of just how strong he was.

His erect p3nis was arching back on my stomach, as hard as it could go. The sight was so strong that I felt as embarrassed as a girl in love.

To think that something like that had been inside me. And now it was about to enter me again–

“Ahh… it’s going in again…”

Just the thought of the p3nis entering me again made me have a small orgasm.

This p3nis is sneaky.

If it was this strong and hard, any woman in the world would go wild, without exception.

No matter if she was a saint loved by the whole world, a married woman with a lovable husband, a young girl who had just discovered love, or a Hollywood actress praised by the whole world.

“Ahh! It’s amazing!”

The man began thrusting wildly once more. Unlike when I was on top, in this position I gave him complete control, allowing him to ravish me even deeper.

The forceful slapping sounds echoed down the alley.

At the same time, I could hear my moans.

“This p3nis is amazing! Asian penises are amazing!”

I no longer cared about what was going on around me. No matter if a lot of people were seeing me like this, I just wanted to be violated by this strong p3nis. That’s what I thought.

“You’re not cumming yet…?”

I thought he’d ejaculate right away, but instead, as if mocking me, he thrust precisely into the spot that felt good.

Every time the man thrust into my uterus, I came violently.

I used to think you could only have multiple orgasms in one s3x session, but I never knew it was possible to keep coming non-stop—

“Ahh! I’m cumming!!!”

Normally, I’d never announce my orgasm like this.

But not just at this moment—during the whole s3x act with this man, I was constantly cumming.

Still, deep down, I knew it felt incredible.

I knew that by declaring that I was going to climax, I could reach even greater heights of pleasure.

Screaming just now felt so good I could die.

I felt like I was going to lose consciousness again.

No, in reality, I was continuing to cum in small increments.

Every time I lost consciousness from a climax, the man would bring me back with another climax. I fainted and woke up repeatedly.

His s3x was as pleasurable as drug s3x.

“Hey, you still haven’t come?!” I asked, sounding impatient.

Normally, after so much thrusting, a guy would have come multiple times.

But this man showed no signs of ejaculating.

Instead, he kept pounding me harder, leading me to an almost drug-like state of ecstasy.

“Ahh! Not there!”

Not only was his p3nis powerful, but his sexual technique was also extraordinary. He thrust into my weak spots with the perfect timing. He rolled my n1pple with the tip of his tongue, then skillfully pinched the other n1pple, bringing me to climax with just that.

(Do all Asian men have s3x like this?) I wondered.

If that’s the case, I can’t have s3x with white men anymore.

Once I’ve experienced such amazing s3x, there’s no going back.

“Oh! I’m cumming again! I’m cumming from an Asian p3nis!!”

I wrapped my legs around his waist like lovers. I wanted him to cum quickly, but at the same time, I wanted more of him.

Once that happened, I couldn’t help but love this man, his strong male self.

I stared at his face and implicitly asked for a kiss.

Kissing is something lovers do, but right now I desperately wanted this man to kiss me.

If the s3x was this amazing, surely kissing would be amazing too.

“Hmm–”

My prediction was correct.

As I put my arms around the man’s big back, he pressed his lips against mine and thrust his big tongue into me. He accurately identified the erogenous zones in my mouth, gently entangling the parts that give a woman pleasure.

It was my first kiss that was both so tender and rough.

I begged for his tongue to go deeper, and he gladly invaded me further.

We exchanged fluids—saliva in our mouths, and body fluids down below.

His saliva smelled masculine.

As he violated my womb, he also took control of my stomach.

(What a manly kiss…)

Soon, he let out a loud cry. He was finally about to come.

“Come! Give me all of your semen!”

I could finally make him ejaculate.

The thought made me incredibly happy.

I was sure that as his strong p3nis released its powerful seed inside me, I would experience the greatest pleasure ever.

His shout echoed, followed by the sound of his vigorous crotch hitting me.

Right now, this male is violating me.

This isn’t s3x or fucking. It’s mating.

It’s a pure reproductive act: a superior male impregnating a female he likes.

This male has taken a liking to me.

He thinks I’m worth violating.

I’ve never been happier in my life.

“Ahh! Cum! Fill me with your seed!”

From that moment on, it was a completely new world for me.

That day, I learned for the first time that there could be something even more pleasurable than an orgasm.

I must have been cumming continuously while my uterus was being showered with an unbelievable amount of semen.

I could imagine this from my body bouncing repeatedly against my will, and from the violent contraction of my vaginal walls.

But more than that orgasm.

My consciousness was dominated by the euphoria of having semen showered into my uterus.

(Ahh. I finally understand.

I had always wanted to be ravaged like this, by someone. 

You might think that wanting to be ravaged is something a masochist would do. 

But I was certain of it. I had always wanted to be violated.

Not initiating the act myself, not even dominating a white man in bed.

I wanted to be violated like this by someone. 

Until now, there had been no man worthy of it. 

That’s why I had no choice but to become a woman worthy of it. 

I honed my skills as an actress, won numerous awards, and built my career up to this position, all so that I could be held by a wonderful man like this.

No matter how much I improve myself, I cannot hold myself. 

I cannot satisfy myself. 

I cannot free myself from the shackles of my heart. 

That is why people seek others. 

Today, when he held me in his arms and had his ejaculation sprayed into my uterus, I finally understood. 

I didn’t want to violate someone. I wanted to be violated. 

Instead of being worshipped by others, I wanted to be the one worshiping someone. 

I wanted to ease my mind by entrusting my body and my life to someone else.)

“Amazing…”

After a long, long ejaculation, I was finally released from his p3nis.

A huge amount of milky liquid spilled out of my pvssy after his p3nis was pulled out.

It’s amazing how Asians can have so much semen inside their balls.

“I’ll clean you up.”

Surprisingly gentle and attentive, I began serving his p3nis.

I took the still-hard organ into my mouth, savoring it until it was covered in a mix of his semen and my love juices. Then, I carefully licked and sucked on his shaft, balls, and glans.

At this point, I came to love his p3nis.

It almost seemed natural to take care of a p3nis that made me feel so good.

In the meantime, his p3nis had regained its size and hardness again. It was obvious by now. There was no way he would be satisfied with just one or two ejaculations. He could surely keep ejaculating all night long.

While saying something in Japanese, he made me get on all fours. It is what they call doggy style.

“Wait, this is my first time in this position…”

I was more surprised than I expected.

I had never had s3x in the doggy-style position in my life.

I couldn’t accept the position of exposing my pvssy and anus while being defenseless to a man.

But naturally, I accepted it with him.

I felt strangely comfortable exposing myself to him like this, crawling on all fours like a dog.

I even felt like I wanted him to see all of me.

“Ahh!”

Without any hesitation, he thrust his p3nis into me from behind.

In that instant, my back arched. A pleasure so intense it felt like it pierced through my entire body, and once again, I became his s3x toy.

“Oh… I can’t believe I’m being fucked from behind…”

The sensation of penetration was different from the usual missionary or cowgirl positions.

No position makes a woman feel more dominated by a man than this. It’s like she’s his complete slave.

“Ah! Ah! Ah!”

With each thrust from behind, my ass and b00bs jiggled violently.

Despite how humiliating this position was, I found it incredibly pleasurable.

Who knew being fucked like an animal could feel so good?

If it feels this good with such a strong man, maybe I can finally say what I’ve always wanted to.

Something I’ve always wanted to say but couldn’t.

I realized my true feelings while having s3x with him, ones I didn’t even know myself…

“Please!”

As he thrust into me from behind, I looked him straight in the eyes. His pitch-dark eyes, a color rare in white men, stared at me.

Reflected in those eyes was a white woman, her butt and br3asts shaking as she was fucked from behind, her face contorted in pleasure.

My partner was Asian.

I was white.

I never thought this would happen in my life.

I never thought that I would end up having s3x with an Asian person.

I never thought that s3x with an Asian person would feel this good…

“Oh! Your d1ck is amazing! Japanese s3x is amazing! I’ve never had s3x that felt this good in my life!!”

Slap, slap! The sounds echoed loudly.

Our naked bodies collided fiercely.

Sweating profusely, our joined flesh oozing love juices, I surrendered myself to this Asian man.

I entrusted my entire body to him.

(I hoped that this man would feel good with me. 

I hoped that he would ejaculate into my pvssy over and over again.)

“Oh god, that’s amazing! Please, I’m begging you! Make me yours! I’ll make your c0ck feel incredible! I’ll make my pvssy feel amazing too!”

As his strong p3nis thrust into me, I screamed obscenely.

If anyone saw me like this, I’d have no choice but to live as a porn actress.

But as long as he could fvck me, I wouldn’t mind becoming a porn actress or a prostitute!

I’d be happy to be his slave.

I’d be happy to be just a masturbator that gets fucked every day!!

“Please! I’m fine with being a loser now! I’m fine with being a dog that lost to an Asian in s3x! Make me your dog! Fvck me like a dog, train my pvssy with that strong d1ck, make me do whatever you want, and make me your pvssy slave!!”

In that moment, everything suddenly became crystal clear.

I was in the back alley of a cheap hotel in Los Angeles, completely naked, being fucked from behind by a Japanese man. I was screaming obscenities, words that stripped me of all human dignity.

It was almost like I’d become an animal.

Not just a s3x addict, but a creature with raw instincts laid bare.

But at that moment, I understood everything.

All this time, I’d been longing to give up my pride as Katherine MacBride.

I clung to my former status, using it to avoid facing my declining life.

I’d made more than enough money. If I retired now, I could live a comfortable, even luxurious, life.

But instead, I grasped at my past fame, constantly demanding that everyone around me look up to me.

I didn’t realize it was like tightening a noose around my neck.

I didn’t know that deep down, I was already ready to quit being Katherine MacBride.

I couldn’t let it go. Not for money or status, but for a life as Katherine McBride.

But I finally realized.

As he ravaged me like this, I cried out words of desire from the bottom of my heart and understood the true feelings I had hidden inside me.

I just wanted to be free.

He taught me that.

His p3nis taught me that.

With his extraordinary s3x skills and an impossibly huge p3nis, he shattered my rigid values to pieces.

In the end, a woman is just a female meant to be held by a superior male, to be inseminated by him.

Feminists might get angry if I say that, and the old me might have been angry too, but it’s an undeniable fact of human instinct.

And as a female, I find this truth surprisingly comforting.

After all, being ravished by a male means being under his protection.

I’ve already experienced the bliss of surrendering my body to a man without a second thought, the pleasure of offering my pvssy to his p3nis.

“Ahh! I’m cumming again! I’m cumming!!”

With a bullet-like ejaculation, I came again.

My uterus had become a tank of his semen, and I was simply accepting his ejaculation.

I don’t even remember how many times I came. Gasping for breath, I was determined to be his pvssy slave.

“Discipline me more… Train me to your liking…”

From then on, I was completely his slave.

I moved my hips of my own accord, asked for kisses, and even licked his assh0le in the end.

I didn’t care about human dignity anymore.

A woman’s pride was meaningless.

Before being white, I was his loyal slave.

In the end, he held me for nearly hours.

My original goal of breaking him had long vanished; instead, I was the one completely submissive to him.

But it couldn’t be helped.

No woman can have s3x with him and not surrender.

What’s more, no woman doesn’t want to have s3x with him after seeing his p3nis.

Naturally, regardless of the situation, once he took out his hardened c0ck, there wasn’t a woman who wouldn’t want to hold him.

And once he embraced a woman, his powerful c0ck, skills, and stamina would inevitably make her fall head over heels for him.

I, too, was a victim of his p3nis.

Just as I was about to ask where he’d learned such skills, a familiar voice echoed down the alley.

“There he is! Over there!”

It was the young black men who had caused me to slip earlier.

They’d found us.

“What’s wrong?”

Surprisingly, he started hastily pulling up his pants.

(Why is he panicking when I’m the one being chased?)

As I watched, it dawned on me that those black guys must have been after him, too.

I never thought such a coincidence could happen, but if it brought him and me together, I guess I should thank those black guys too.

And there’s one more person I need to thank.

“Thank you!”

As he tried to leave in a hurry, I yelled at his back.

It was he who made me realize my true feelings. By having s3x with him, by giving in to his p3nis, I had come to know the real me.

Naturally, he was looking around as if he didn’t understand what was going on.

Looking at him like this, he was still a young man. Appearances can be deceptive, as this young Japanese man could have such amazing s3x.

“Thank you!”

He probably didn’t know what I meant. He said thanks too, and then quickly went down the hotel’s outside stairs.

I was left alone at the trash dump in the alley.

But I don’t feel the same way I did when I first came here.

Instead, I feel refreshed.

After being thoroughly fucked, reaching countless orgasms, and getting covered in his load, all the stress from that incident is gone.

“I wonder if I’m pregnant after he ejaculated so much inside me?”

I clutched my stomach while still naked.

His semen was still flowing out of my pvssy.

I hadn’t even taken the pill since breaking up with Daniel. It wouldn’t be strange if I was pregnant with his child.

In fact, given the size of his p3nis, the number of times he came, and how thick his semen was, it would be more natural to assume I’m pregnant.

There was no way that such an excellent man couldn’t impregnate a woman with multiple ejaculations.

“If that happens, I’ll just have to give birth, won’t I?”

I have no objections to having his child.

I’ve got money. I won’t need to ask for child support or even acknowledge him as the father.

The sense of superiority I had towards non-white people before having s3x with him had now disappeared somewhere.

If s3x can be that amazing, maybe Asian people are the superior race.

“Huh?”

After he left, I found something like a wallet in the trash.

It contained about a thousand dollars in cash and cards.

“This must be what he dropped.”

I pulled out what seemed to be a license written in an Asian language. His picture from earlier was stuck on it.

I couldn’t read it because it wasn’t in English, but it looked like his address was written there too.

“How is he going to travel now that he lost his wallet?”

There was a thousand dollars in there. For a young traveler like him, that was probably all the money he had.

(How will he continue his journey after losing everything?)

“Well, I’m sure that Japanese guy will figure something out.”

I had no real basis for this belief, but given his strength and impressive s3x skills, I figured he could make money anyway.

To be honest, I wished he’d hold me more.

I wanted to be fucked by that strong p3nis. I had even thought about spending almost all my money and living with him every day.

But maybe it wasn’t time for that yet.

He still had places to go.

With that special body, he’d probably have many women in his future.

I hoped that I would be able to be with one of them again.

“Maybe I can use this driver’s license for something.”

I thought a little about the future.