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****** Chapter-18
"Boss the interns are arriving and we ll start the interview in half an hour", today was the interview round and I was feeling so nervous. Can you believe that? I, Dom, the symbol of confidence and zeal was feeling scared of what was gonna happen today? On the contrary, my cock looked excited for the interview. Wikling was explaining the plan with a board in his hand writing down something on it. He looked all cute when he pressed the cap of the pen between his teeth. That automatically put a smile on my face. I was gonna face the humiliation just for this stupid guy. But why?
"Conor from HR and I will join you to check their knowledge and we have to do it quickly as the main course will take more time. Then it will be all you to judge and decide which of the five interns you want. Understood?", he looked at me waiting for my response but I was just lost in his 'beauty'. Fuck I was hard and wanted to ride him.
"Yeah yeah...cut it out Wik....can we...?", I signaled what I wanted.
"No boss, you are gonna get all the dicks you want", he completely refused.
"But Im feeling horny and I want yours...we didn't fuck in the morning", It was surprising for me to outrightly begging him to fuck me. How much I have changed.
"I can do only one thing boss,", he came towards me with a seductive gate and smile. I got excited.
"You look so hot Dom", he slid my chair on the right baffling me, lowered his head down and said directly into my eyes. It felt so arousing getting myself dominated by this skinny twink.
He pressed his lips on mine and I closed my eyes feeling his sensual touch. We just kissed in the car but every time his lips would touch mine, I feel a new magical sensation. We passionately kisses for sometime and then we went to the interview hall.
****** The intern was sitting in front of me on the other side of table. Conor and Wik were on my left and right. Looking at the resume I found out his name was Ian who recently graduate from a renowned University and wanted to start his career. His resume was impressive, had done some professional courses as well. Then I looked at him, he was a Latino, looked around 22, must be 5'7 or 5'8, ginger head, had a baby face looked cute giving off professional smile. He was not much impressive but as an intern he could learn and groom. From my experience he must be very nervous I was pretty sure his legs must be shivering the way his hands were clung together but he was good at hiding it. Then a surge of panic swept through my body.
He was gonna fuck me. This white dude, who looked like a virgin was gonna fuck the black alpha stud like me who will be his boss. I got red with anger and clenched my hands.
"Thank you. You may leave now and wait outside for next part", Conor said and I glared at Wikling who didn't understand the impression at first but then he smiled.
"Calm down Dom, you can't turn away now. Be a man", he whispered to me and I tried to lower down my anger. Technically he was right, I gave my word, I accepted it willingly and now I can't run away (no matter how much I wanted to do that).
Next intern was similar to Ian in height and all but he was not slender like him, had a little belly sprouting out. It was the sixth interview and none had impressed me both professionally and physically. Then came the seventh boy and he had an attractive personality.
"Hello, I'm Eric Gabe....", now that's what I'm talking about. Eric was a good mixture of beauty with brains. He was a young energetic lad around 24, confident, gave impressive answers, furthermore, he was a complete stud. He was wearing a nice fitting navy blue pants with white fitting shirt that showcased his sculpted muscles well. I could catch the glimpse of his big chest and abs through the thin shirt. He was tall around 6 feet, crystal blue eyes that were shining with confidence ,cleaned shaved, face, and an attractive smile. He reminded me of Kurt. I do like dominating and fucking young, strong lads like him and Eric was my type of a bottom. It'd be better getting fucked by a strong stud like him than Ian....what just I said? No, I don't want to get fucked by any of them. But my cock started hardening on the thought of Eric fucking me. Fuck no!!!
"Thanks Eric, you can wait outside like others", Conor said.
"I know he is your type boss", Wikling caressed my crotch gently and I flinched in response. He obviously was a keen observer and he knew my body really well by now.
The next two candidates were very mundane. Next came a chubby brown fellow named Sammy. He was white, 5'5, rotund abdomen and mediocre in looks department. He was 22, had not much professional experience even had zero personality. I didn't like him much. So we moved next. Again I was worried that he would fuck me. I had taken guys like him in breakfast in the past and now I would be their desert.
The next candidate was a Korean named Shiwoo. Unlike the popular belief, he had more than average Korean height about Wikling, and also not ugly or skinny like those fem boys in BTS trope. But similar to popular belief he had the best knowledge till now. The typical glasses made him look like nerd and his baby face suited him. He impressed me with all the answers. If there was no second round, he was in from my side.
It had been 11 candidates and I was getting bored. In between the interview Wikling kept me distracted by caressing my cock and squeezing my pecs. The clock struck eleven and last candidate entered the room. I was busy in my phone and just heard heavy steps.
"Hello all...", I heard a cold masculine voice that made me tilt my head up to look for some reason. An average looking guy was standing there, nothing special . He must be 22 or 23, nicely jelled hair, nicely maintained stubble but there was something about him that caught my interest. The way he turned the chair around and looked at all three of us, his body gestures oozing confidence and his piercing green eyes looking through us were something. There was no nervousness, fear or anticipation in his eyes like he knew he won't be ignored. It was not his confidence like Eric had shown, it was just something that I couldn't contemplate....he knew what he was doing. He didn't even put on a usual formal smile like other candidates gave. The way he spoke, I felt it was him maintaining the flow of conversation and not Wikling or I. And when our eyes met, for a sec I felt....intimidated but then he smoothly turned the direction of his sight to others. It suddenly struck me why it felt so weird. I could see myself in him. The similar authority in his tone, the same boldness in his body language and the exact same intimidating aura like I carry. He didn't need emote any feeling and still had a strong hold during the interview.
"Thanks Mr. Alex, wait outside and get ready for the next round", he stood up and gave a little sneer before leaving. Only I was the one who noticed it and this was the only moment where I was curious for the "second round".
The remaining four candidates came and left but didn't impress me much. Wikling went to arrange the basement for the real deal and I went to my office feeling nerve wrecked.
"What is this second part of the selection about? We never had such stuff before?", Conor asked Wikling.
"I don't know brother, boss asked and I followed his order", wikling shrugged and lied on Conor's face.
"Sometimes I doubt his sanity. If you ask me Sullivan wouldn't even object to his stupid ideas. What do you think?",
"I don't know. He is the big B. So whatever he says or Dom says, we are their subordinates and we have to do whatever task they assign to us", Wikling looked at his watch.
"Mate I'm getting late, ask boss to be in the basement in fifteen minutes", Wikling scurried to the basement.
****** I was sitting in my office thinking about what was gonna happen next. I looked at the wall clock and with each ticking sound my heart was racing high. I never felt such fear, anxiety and anticipation in my life even when Wikling and Kurt fucked me. But today I wanted to run away to save myself from this utter degradation. And what about my Alpha status? If I let these pesky men fuck me, what reputation would I have? My images my status and my authority, all would be ruined forever. Although technically it has stained by Wikling but I have started accustomed to it, heck I am begging for it.
My hole started spasming as usual indicating it was time for the usual fuck from Wikling. Though not from Wikling but I ll be taking plethora of dicks in a few mins.
Dom was hesitant to do that as the big black dom alpha who used to be the proud fucker was gonna get pounded by fifteen trivial lads. All of their asses could be ruined by Dom in a single blow by his big black cock but the tables had turned now. It was Dom who will be on the receiving end willingly. You can think this of as his first ever orgy.
"Boss, they all are waiting. Hurry up", suddenly Wikling opened the door and brought Dom out of his thoughts.
"Wikling, just listen to me...can't we do this some other time? I'm not refusing but I think I need some preparation. You know it just....",
"Boss, the more you delay, the more you will resist. Why not explore this today, right now? You know that you want me to fuck you and make your hole wet so why not give others this chance? And those others will be your chosen ones. In this way you won't feel shame the next time. It is for your own good boss. Do you understand?", Wikling tried his best to convince but I couldn't get rid of the feeling of humiliation from my head. I have never been fucked by such dudes who are so lower than me let alone white men. I never even thought of bottoming but let's say if someone were to fuck me then they should be like me.both physically and personality wise but....it wasn't the case. All of them were younger, shorter and weaker than me.
For Dom the real fear was not experiencing his first orgy but the doubt that he would love it and get used to it and he didn't want that and alongside his biggest fear of getting humiliated by "white men" was burning him. He loves getting fucked by Wikling now and even Kurt who was his fucking slave and he was his Master. But now there is hardly any day when Kurt bottoms for him, it is always him who is on his back taking a pounding from his white slave. He had a BBC, a ten inch monster but he was rarely using it to fuck and on the other hand he was falling prey to white cocks with every passing day. Even today there was an urge to see every white cock he could. Fifteen white young lads were there and he was thinking about the sizes of their cocks. Fuck, it was so humiliating for a proud black alpha BBC top like him to think about white cocks who he considered his slaves. Wikling would make Kurt ride him occasionally but it felt forced totally opposite to he used to wreck holes but still he loves being controlled. And now he feared the same thing would happen with him. He would start loving taking white dicks from the chosen interns and would be trapped in the abyss of humiliation forever. But he had not other option as he couldn't go back on his word and say no to Wik.
A disgraceful fall from being the "Black" Dom Top Alpha BBC to "White" cock hungry black whore was his destiny after all.
****** To all the closeted black alpha's living in denial, you know who you really all and what you really want, so stop hiding and submit to your Master.