A chink’s ultimate goal in life is to be fully owned by a White Man. Not just in sex. But to have her whole life and decisions dictated by the White Man. Nothing feels better for a chink than to surrender all control, all desires, all needs, all independence; just obey and serve a White Man.

Once you feel that collar around your neck and you hear the latch click. Once he puts the cuffs on your wrists and the chains on your feet. Once you see Him throw the key drown the drain. Then you know, you can serve with dedicated purpose for the rest of your life.

You wake up in the morning in your cage. Shackled and blindfolded. Your body clock has adjusted to your Master’s daily rituals and you know he’s waking up. You hear him stirring in his bed. You know he’ll be hard and horny. He gets up and you hear the footsteps coming closer. He opens your cage; he doesn’t need to lock it ’cause he knows you’ll never run away.

He takes your blindfolds and shackles off. The keys to your shackles are inside the cage but you never touch them. He looks at you and you remain silent. You learned the hard way that one time you spoke without being spoken to. He looks angry, like he woke up on the wrong side of the bed. You brace yourself for a rough morning.

He grabs your collar and yanks you from the cage. He drags you across the floor as the collar chokes you. You gag and cry as you hold on to the collar while trying to gasp for air. In one swift motion, he pulls your thin 100-pound body in the air with his massive arm and hurls you onto the bed. You land hard and get winded.

In a second, he’s on top of you and pinning you down. You know he won’t use lube this morning. He ravages your cunt and asshole and fucks you dry. You scream and cry but you take it. He’s in a bad mood and the tiniest bit of resistance would mean being locked in your cage for days on end.

He fucks you hard, grunts loudly, and cums inside you. He spits in your face. He drags you by your collar again and puts you back in your cage. He puts your blindfold back on and shackles your wrists once again.

He speaks. “No food for you today. I want your asshole perfectly clean tonight.”

You nod as your stomach rumbles in hunger.

“Good chink,” he says.

You smile.

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