The B.N.W.O. Trap
"So... my question to you, Tony... is this actually just a silly fantasy or do you really want to serve the Black Kings?"
You look up nervously, Marissa stares back at you like a predator watching its prey.
"Cos if you want it bad enough Tony... I can make it happen."
You look back at Marissa, your heart pounding out of your chest. Absolutely terrified, but harder than you've ever been in your life.
"I mean, I can't 'make it' happen... but I can show Beth what she's missing out on and the kind of life she could be living... worshipping big black cock with you as her obedient cuckold slave. Would you like that Tony, is that what you truly crave?"
"I... I don't know..." you offer hopelessly.
"You don't know? Well you better decide and you better be sure because once you go down this path there ain't no coming back. Ever! You know once she's sampled the forbidden black fruit she ain't never going to be satisfied with your little white dick again."
"It's not..." you start, then stop yourself before you say any more.