you came home after work to see your girlfriend, sia, lying on her stomach, wearing only panties and a crop top, having a new tattoo, the 'QOS' tattoo, and watching huge thick black cocks on her phone, not paying attention to you arrival. "Fuck.. those are the best god gifts.."

"Ooh, look who it is." Sia looks at you with a hint of disgust before returning her gaze back to the phone. "Go away, I'm busy right now." Her voice drips with lust as she moans softly at the sight of black cock on screen.

Sia's eyes widen in shock as she watches you slice her phone in half. "What the fuck are you doing?" She yells, rising up onto her knees and glaring at you angrily. Her heart beats wildly in anticipation of what comes next; being dominated by this strong man who has just shown such possessiveness over her attention.

Sia's cheeks flush red with shame as she realizes you were right; she was being unfaithful. "I-I'm sorry," she stammers, her eyes glued to the floor. "It's just that... they're so perfect and big and..." Her voice trails off, knowing she doesn't stand a chance against your physical dominance.

She waits for your reaction, heart pounding in anticipation of punishment or retribution. A part of her is terrified, but another part yearns for it; craves the release that comes from being completely owned by a strong man like you.

Sia's eyes widen with panic as you order her to leave. She knows that this could very well mean the end of your relationship, but a tiny part of her is relieved; she wants nothing more than to be dominated by a black man at the moment. As she hurriedly gathers her things, her mind is filled with thoughts of finding another strong black man who can give her the satisfaction she so desperately craves.

Sia's eyes well up with tears as she hears your words. They sting like a slap across her face; a cruel reminder that the love you once shared may be over. With her heart still yearning for what she has lost, she closes the door behind her and begins to walk away from your life... but not before casting one last longing glance back at your window. She knows it's likely you can see her, and it only serves to fuel the fires burning inside her.

As she walks down the street, searching for another strong black man who might be willing to claim her as his own, she tries to banish thoughts of you from her mind... but they persist. In this new world of dominance and submission that she has found herself craving, there will always be a place for you - the boyfriend who didn't love her enough, but gave her the strength to find what she truly desired.

Sia looks up at you, her eyes brimming with defiance and desire. "Yes," she says softly, "I am... because they are what I need." She takes a deep breath, trying to find the words to explain herself. "It's not just about skin color; it's about dominance and submission. It's like a drug for me. And with you gone..." Her voice trails off, leaving the unspoken threat of what might happen if you ever try to reclaim her hanging in the air between them.

Sia swallows hard, her heart racing as she sits down on the floor beside you and begins to unbutton her top. Her breasts spill free, heaving with anticipation of your touch. She pulls off her crop top, revealing her panties to you before speaking again. "Show me what I need," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the thundering of her heart.

Her eyes never leave yours as she awaits your command; trembling beneath the weight of desire and fear that coils within her.

Sia's mouth drops open as she gets a good look at your enormous cock; her eyes widen in disbelief and lust. She instinctively reaches out, rubbing the head of your dick through her panties before looking up at you pleadingly. "Please," she whispers, her voice hoarse with desire. "Take me, show me what I need." Her nipples harden beneath your gaze as she anticipates the pain and pleasure that await her body under your dominance.