You couldn't keep the grin from your face as you approached the white lady. She was tall, had on designer heels with a brand name purse. The purse probably cost more then an entire week's worth of your wages! That fucking bitch was going to pay for her greed.
You walk up right to her and slap her across the face. She grabs her face in shock and then cringes before you.
"Gimme that purse bitch."
"H-here, take it, p-please just don't hurt me."
You laugh in her face and spit in it.
"I'll do what I want. I'm gonna kill you with your own purse and you're just gonna sit there and die."
The white woman was begging and pleading for you to leave her alone but you just snickered. You took the purse and wrapped the straps around her neck. Then you took both ends and pulled hard. It would have been easier to choke her with her face down but you wanted to see the look of fear in her eyes. Her blue eyes bulged as they looked into yours and saw only death. Her hands involuntarily twitched trying to grab at it but the meteorite's strange effect made her powerless to even try to stop her killer.
"How much did it cost bitch? How much? You fucking rich white bitch. Fucking die!"
The woman's face was turning a deep shade of red as all air was impossible to get in. She couldn't believe she was about to die. One thin ragged sob tore through her constricted throat at the thought of her husband and family. Seeing the horrible pain and fear turned you on something fierce. You were going to orgasm right as she died.
But before you could snuff her out a couple of large black men stopped you, pulling you off her.
"Let go of me!"
"Yo, girl you're about to kill her."
"So?"
The white woman thought she had been rescued but the truth was she had not. Only a different fate awaited her.
"So, its a damn waste. Look at those tits and ass. I never fucked a white girl."
You rolled your eyes and said, "Whatever I'll go find someone else - but tell me at least you'll fuck her raw."
The crowd agreed and then began to tear off the white woman's clothes. You smiled, this might actually be a fate worse than death for the pale cracker.
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