Trixie’s Big Case Chapter 8: Showdown at Whiteboy Hotel by ErosViper

Trixie’s platinum head dropped as she paused to gather her thoughts, I cant lie to this black stud she thought, as she brought her tear filled blue eyes back up to meet the black man’s anger filled orbs. Without a word she just nodded. Of course I wanna suck it she thought, her mouth filling with warm spit.

Before she could even register his movement Stryker reached up and grabbed the back of Trixie’s head holding her bob haircut in his strong fingers pointing her face at the roof of the moving SUV. “If you wanna suck black dick then how the fuck is that a sacrifice bitch?”, the sexy black agent whispered forcefully into Trixie’s pale ear, “you fuckin racist?” her blonde pussy was soaked forming a wet spot in her tight jeans.

“No sir…I…Im not racist…Im so sorry I was outta line”, the little woman yelped as Stryker relaxed his grip on her pretty hair, “if…if you want can I please suck your cock sir? I promise to make you feel good…”, the blonde begged trying to make up for her mistake with her sexuality, fully expecting the black man to give in just like all the rest…Stryker pushed the girls head away from his swelling black rod and tucked his anaconda back into his pants with a glare. Trixie sat in shock as no man had turned her down in recent memory…except her black daddy the Chief.

“Nah hoe…we got work to do”, Agent Stryker said authoritatively, “cant get you all worked up about my cock when you gonna be dealing with this in a few hours”, the black man said as he handed Trixie a file labeled “White Bull Clan”. Trixie was still recovering from Stryker’s harsh but true words, she was simply a white whore for black pleasure, and his refusal of her slutty white mouth had the agent’s fragile white brain in a spin. Her little hand trembling she reached out and grabbed the thick folder. The agent gasped at what she saw….her training hadn’t prepared her for this kind of depravity. The young agent’s face contorted as she flipped through the file, page after page of white, latina and asian girls in various stages of pregnancy, some even holding unauthorized babies!

“Those poor girls”, Trixie said out loud her heart filling up with regret at not being able to stop this white breeder earlier. She reached the file on the father of all these unfortunate unhealthy pink newborns.

“Thomas Brahma, AKA the ‘White Bull’”, Stryker sneered, “been holed up at a seedy motel in Oregon luring unsuspecting women in, some willing, most getting em hooked on drugs then knocking em up”, Stryker continued, “he follows that Norse fella, believes whites should breed etc…typical white terrorist” The pretty blonde agent threw the file to the side as she reached the close up shots of this so called “White Bulls” 6 inch pink dick. The poor girl could take no more, lest she throw up in the SUV.

After a few seconds Agent Daniels recovered and focused her blue eyes on the sexy black agent, “What do we know about the girls currently at the hotel”, she asked the toned black agent. The Senior Agent leaned back, the bulge in his pants still not completely settled, “16 rooms a girl in each room”, he sighed in concern, “16 poor girls getting white bred as we speak.”

“We gotta stop him!”, Trixie exclaimed

“We are baby girl”, the strong black man reassured the worried little blonde, “be on site in 3 hours thats when you intercept him, work your magic with that stanky lil pussy of yours”, the black stud said with a slight smile. Maybe this is just his way of flirting…maybe he doesnt just hate white girls Trixie thought, her pussy wet thinking of the power this black man generates when he hate fucks white sluts. “And the Omalley sisters?”, Trixie asked still frothing over the thought of Stryker’s 13 inches of black steel ripping away at her pretty pink pussy.

“They’re in there, one in each room”, Stryker informed the horny white agent, “your job is to intercept the “Bull” and keep him busy while our team rescues the girls”, Stryker smiled at the skinny agent sitting across from him as he handed Thomas Brahma’s mugshot to the blonde girl. Trixie’s face frowned as she looked at this alleged “Bull”. A skinny white punk, about 6’2” but scrawny with colorful tats down his boney arms. The moistness in her little pussy began to dry up thinking of what she would have to do with this…this white thing.

“By distract you mean…”, the little blonde asked her superior hoping for the best.

“By any means necessary agent”, the black agent scoffed, “even fucking him if it comes to that”.

“I—lets hope it doesnt come to that”, the young white girl said.

“Get some rest agent”, the domineering black man said, “you’ll need your energy before the days out, big white boy dick for dat ass”, he jeered at the concerned slut. Trixie just glared at him and tried not to think about eating his smelly black asshole, her pink mouth watering at the thought as she dozed off, her little white hand on her pretty pussy.

“Wake up slut, its go time,” Stryker shook Trixie awake, the whore had passed out in a pretty deep sleep due to the amount of black cock adventures she had been having, Trixie rubbed the sleep out of her blue eyes as she looked around at the staging area, naturally Stryker was in charge.

“Ok folks we have one white male, maybe a few others, in a mangy hotel half a mile down the road. These peckerwoods have hostages, some pregnant some not, most will be on some sort of drug”, Stryker continued to speak to the all black team of officers including medical staff in case a white boy needed immediate restraint and castration. God, Trixie hoped she could see a white boy get his little nuts removed today!

“16 women folks, 2 persons of interest in Sara and Alice Omalley, sources say both are pregnant their wombs polluted by this so called “White Bull”, Stryker’s words struck Trixie like a shot PREGNANT!? She thought…my God…no…Stryker waited for the murmuring about these terrible events to die down then raised his black hand for quiet, “Agent Daniels will be our point person as she will be entertaining Mr. Brahma while we extract his victims”, the black officers nodded towards Trixie, the black female officer did not acknowledge her at all.

“Alright people lets do this!”, Stryker said as the team loaded up in their convoy to take their locations for the planned ambush. Trixie started walking toward the hotel, the plan being to lure Thomas Brahma in with her looks, catch him in the act then say the magic word “Spaded” to cue Stryker’s team if she got into any trouble. She had to distract this white clown for at least 20 minutes and she certainly hoped she could avoid his pathetic white cocklette anywhere near her well trimmed blonde pussy.

About 15 minutes into her walk towards the hotel a pudgy white boy walking towards Trixie let out a whistle, the crafty agent held back her disgust at the fat white pigboy and waved back. “You headin to the White Boy Hotel?”, the disgusting pale choade asked the undercover BBC whore, his tight shorts showing a hint of his little white weewee filling with blood. How small oh my god Trixie thought holding her fake smile with all her might.

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