femboy-faggot: In a vacant house in my street, a muslim immigrant moved in. I walked past it every d
femboy-faggot: In a vacant house in my street, a muslim immigrant moved in. I walked past it every day. An older Man in his fifties moved in. He would look at me every time I walked by. First it was through the window, from the doorway and finally He sat on the porch. He kept eying me like I was a piece of meat, and it didn’t take long for Him to call me names. I tried to ignore Him and go to work. I didn’t want to be the racist white man. I knew He hardly spoke english, but I could swear I could make out some of the words. Sissy, faggot, homo, slut, bitch! It was humiliating! I could’ve chosen a different route to work, but I was adamant to not let it bother me! The name calling kept on, and soon he was clearly rubbing His crotch and licking His lips while looking at me. I blushed bright red every time I walked past, which was twice a day! But I couldn’t stop walking by Him! I started to accept the shame and humiliation! I became a part of my daily routine! It had changed my way of walking and how I down cast my eyes! A permanent blush on my cheeks! He saw and knew! I started mincing! Limp wristed! He kept leering and calling! It wasn’t long before my wardrobe changed! Abaya’s Makeup Heels Hijab One day I stopped going to work! I walked over to His porch and kneeled! He whipped out HIs already rock hard cock and thrust it into my willing mouth! I moaned like a whore! This was my future! A white slave for a older muslim Master! A sissy muslimah slut! I had to serve the New World Order! It is our white destiny! Join the Revolution! -- source link