Gen was not the nicest woman in the world. She grew up in an impoverished trailer park and came from a family that was poor, violent, and racist. Being twenty years old, Gen had a nice and slim body that managed to get her a few short cuts in life. Even though Gen had good looks, she was violent, temperamental, shallow, homophobic and a racist person. At the strip club Gen worked at, she had been in a few fights with her black co-workers for being openly racist. Gen would not give lap dances to any of the black or Hispanic customers and she was usually very rude to them. As an escort, Gen had it stated on her page that she will not see any customers of a minority background.
The court date came and Gen was asked to appear before the jury. As the process passed, Gen was eventually given an option on what she could have as her punishment. Being that this was Gen's first offense, the court was lenient. Gen had to choose between jail time and "therapy" as her punishment, a decision that puzzled her.
"Ya, I will take therapy," said Gen.
"You have to sign this paper putting you under the control of your therapist for six months. Your therapist will get information about you, your career, and your background. After six months if you have shown progress, you will have the charge dropped from your record. Your employer suggested it as an alternative," said the judge.
Gen signed the paper and headed home to her trailer park to enjoy the rest of the day. Eventually, Gen would receive word on where therapy would be held and how it would go. Gen would basically have to visit her therapist every weeknight for two months; she could not miss any nights or she wouldn't be clear. The following week, Gen drove to the house of her therapist. Gen drove about three miles away from the city to a more secluded and rural area. Upon arrival, Gen noticed that the house had two stories and was quite a large house. The brunette would knock on the door and have a black woman answer. At first, Gen was shocked but then relived that it was a woman.
"Are you the therapist?" asked Gen.
"No, I am just his sister. Come in, he'll be out in a few," said the woman.
A look of shock and horror came on to Gen's face as she realized what she had managed to get herself into. Gen started to have goosebumps and her heart would start to beat faster. The brunette was particularly racist towards black men as she had some grabbing her when she worked as a stripper. After five minutes, a tall dark skinned black man with dreads and large muscle came out of the shower wearing just a towel.
"So you must be Gen!" said the man, in a deep voice.
"Yup," said a shocked Gen.
"Well, the therapy room is downstairs, that way," said the man.
"Okay," said Gen.
"Name is Rod, by the way," said the man.
The scared brunette went down to the therapy room which was quite a large room. Gen entered a room that had a bed and two couches on it while the rest of it was empty. So far, Gen was still scared but she decided to sit down on one of the couches. Gen waited for Rod to come in and a few minutes later, he did but what Gen saw shocked her. The brunette saw a tall and muscular Rod come in naked with his hand on his massive penis which almost came down to his knees.
"What the fuck?" asked Gen, shocked.
"What? I like to create comfort with my patients and when you signed the papers you agreed to all of this," said Rod.
"No I didn't," said Gen.
"Yes you did," said Rod, stroking his penis.
"Well, why are you naked?" asked Gen.
"You said you were a stripper and look at you having all of your clothes on, you need to get in your work gear, let me see those goods," said Rod.
"I asked you why you were naked," said Gen, worried.
"Well, because I have a special kind of therapy I use," said Rod.
"What's so special about it?" asked Gen.
"Do you even know why they sent you here?" asked Rod.
"Yes, because I broke the fucking law but this is insane," said Gen.
"Not only that, your employer said you're racist and need some therapy on that as well," said Rod.
"What kind of therapy is that?!" said a shocked Gen.
"Well, whenever there are racist women who are causing problems in the work place, the employers send them to me. I get them in a room alone and we talk," said Rod.
"That's not all you do," said Gen, looking angry at Rod.
"Well they usually want to fuck me too sometimes," said Rod, smiling.
"I am not fucking anyone," said Gen.
"You don't have to but I require my patients to be naked in the room with me," said Rod.
"No way I am doing that," said Gen.
"Well fine then, looks like I can't clear you," said Rod.
"Oh fine then!" said Gen, taking off her clothes as she felt tingling sensations in-between her legs.
The naked brunette sat down on the couch as Rod was standing up, stroking his large penis. Gen looked away from Rod's dick but couldn't help looking back at it. The brunette was somewhat freaked out by Rod smiling at her while he stroked his penis. Eventually, the talk between both Gen and Rod started.
"So, I heard you like to cause troubles with the sistas you work with," said Rod.
"Oh they are so violent and trashy," said Gen.
"Some can be like that, some aren't," said Rod.
"So, what are some past cases you've had Rod," said Gen, in a rude manner.
"Well let me tell you about this one time when I had to deal with this racist school teacher who was caught on tape yelling the N word to refer to some of her black students. I gave her the similar therapy I am giving you. We talked and talked, but then she started playing with my dick," said Rod, laughing.
"Get your hand off that thing!" said Gen.
"It's my dick," said Rod.
"It's so dark, thick, and long," said Gen, staring at it.
"It isn't that thick," said Rod, smiling.
"It is the biggest one I have seen," said Gen, laughing.
"You can play with it," said Rod.
"Okay, but it is only an experiment," said Gen, laughing.
The naked brunette stood up and started to stroke Rob's dick, she used both of her hands yet still couldn't cover all of it. Gen could not help but think about putting all of the dick inside of her mouth, she had never been with a black guy before. Rod decided to put his hands over Gen's shaved pussy as the brunette massaged his dick. The brunette felt a powerful and tingling sensation in-between her legs as Rod's thick skinned hands made contact with her soft white skin. Eventually, Gen knew that she wanted to do more than stroke Rod's dick.
"Tell me how many white women that thing has been inside of," said Gen, laughing.
"Many, and it's about to be many more I see," said Rod, smacking Gen on the ass.
"This white girl is getting a taste for sure," said Gen, getting down on both knees.
Gen would get down on both knees and for the first time in her life, she stuck a black cock inside of her mouth. The brunette tried to fit as much of Rod's penis she could inside of her mouth but eventually, she could only fit about half of it in there. Rod moaned from the pleasure of having Gen suck him off. The brunette used her hands to massage Rod's testicles while her saliva and tongue tried to pleasure him. After a few minutes, Gen spit Rod's dick out and took a long breath.
While Gen was on her knees, Rod put the naked brunette over his shoulder and carried her to the bed. Gen laid in bed and noticed that Rod was trying to wrestle with her so the brunette played along. Rod would use his powerful arms to grab Gen toss her around on the bed. Gen was face down on the bed with Rod's powerful arms coiled around her body and covering her perky breasts. Rod licked the area behind Gen's ears which turned her on and then started to kiss her around the neck.
"Gonna fuck that racism right out of you, Gen," said Rod, kissing Gen.
"Do it, kill that racism inside of me, I want it gone, do your therapy," said Gen, breathing hard as the dick pounded her.
"Gonna make you into my white bitch for six months and then you are going to keep coming back for more of this kind of dick," said Rod, kissing Gen around the neck.
"Damn, you're good, do it baby, kill the racism inside of this white bitch," said Gen.
Gen's heart rate would beat faster than before as her blood boiled from the romance she was getting from Rod. The brunette's soft and sweaty skinned started to grind against Rod's rough skin as she was turned on from the pleasure. Never in her life had Gen been so turned on from sex with a man, especially not the kind of man that was laying on top of her. Seconds later, Gen felt Rod's large and thick penis go inside of her tight pussy. Rod managed to get eight inches of his penis inside of Gen but had a couple more to go. Gen screamed.
The naked brunette laid face down on the bed with the muscular Rod on top of her and screamed as Rod started to fuck her. At first, Rod started slowly but then he picked up the pace. Gen could hardly move with the heavier Rod on her and the tight hold he had on Gen made it hard for her to get out. Rod moaned in pleasure as his dick went in and out of Gen's tight pussy which was getting stretched lose from the deep penetration. The brunette noticed that Rod wasn't even wearing a condom, but she didn't care. Rod slowed down and while he had his penis stuck inside of Gen, he still laid on top of her and had a nice hold on her.
"Hello racism inside of Gen, are you there?" asked Rod.
"Oh, you're gonna kill it!" said Gen, with her eyes closed, barely able to get a word out of her mouth.
"Knock knock, racism inside of Gen, are you there?" asked Rod.
"It's scared of ya," said the sweaty Gen, laughing.
"It better be, because I am gonna pound it away," said Rod, kissing Gen again.
Rod started to furiously fuck the helpless brunette who moaned at the top of her lungs as his penis started to slide in and out of her vagina. Gen was helpless as the pounding started to destroy her pussy, she could not move at all. Rod's powerful arms had a tight hold on the brunette who felt Rod's penis go deep inside of her body. For the first time ever, Gen had a major orgasm but Rod continued to pound away. The brunette would start to get cross-eyed as Rod continued to pound away at her until he finally stopped. As soon as Rod let go, Gen collapsed on the bed and laid there helpless. Wasting no time, Rod decided to cum all over her sweaty face as Gen laid down on the bed exhausted, unable to move. The cum covered all of Gen's face, some of which she licked off and the rest which she let stay on.
"Whew, that's some of the anti-racism juice on your face right there baby. I'll give you a few hours to recover and we'll get back to therapy," said Rod.
Gen could not even say a word; she felt like she might have lost her voice from all the moaning and screaming. The temperature in the room was turned up to eighty degrees and Gen was covered in sweat and cum from all the sex. Hours passed as the naked brunette laid in bed, unable to move much or even say a word. For the first time in her life, Gen had been completely dominated as the cum on her face dried up. Eventually, Gen could finally get up and start moving. The naked brunette rubbed her face to get some of the dried up cum off of it, she noticed a water bottle and towel had been left in the room so she decided to use those to get the cum off. A half an hour after Gen had managed to get all of the cum off of her face, Rod walked in naked with a notepad in his hand.
"Lay down right there on the bed my little white slam piece," said Rod, as Gen obeyed.
"So, how are we?" asked Rod.
"Doing good," said Gen, smiling.
"How is that?" asked Rod, putting his hands over Gen's crotch.
"Well, it got the workout of a lifetime," said Gen, laughing.
"You see, we can beat all the hate and racism in the world with just some loving, am I right?" asked Rod.
"Oh yes, as a matter of fact, you beat some out of me," said Gen, smiling.
"Well, I have you for six months, I need to beat it all out of you," said Rod, laughing.
"You do it like you just did, I am sticking around after six months," said the brunette, laughing hard.
"I will, but you need to come to all of the therapy sessions," said Rod.
"Oh this is the best I've had in forever, I ain't missing this!" said Gen.
"Well, now it's time for you to head to work and come back again at night," said Rod.
Gen put on her clothes and limped out of Rod's house to get back home; she had never done that after sex.