The Sabbatical: Part 1

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Shabbadew2002 (shabbadew@ca.rr.com)

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When she graduated from the University of New South Wales in Sydney, Australia, in late spring 2009, Cassandra Ackerman, known by her friends as Cassie, promised herself a sabbatical. She booked a flight and left in late May for Thailand. After a few days in the north, she ended up in Bangkok. There, she swam at the beaches of Pattaya and Naklua, shopped, flirted with boys, hung out with kids from the United States and Australia, and stayed at youth hostels.

She explored the market at Patpong and even went to a risqué nightclub there. She stayed mostly at the Hi-Far East Inn. But her purse is stolen from her backpack on an overnight bus trip. When she woke up, everything of value is gone: her return flight plane ticket, travelers checks, credit cards and her ID. All she had left is about 3000 Baht (Thai currency – about $100 US) in the pocket of her shorts.

Cassie is independent and proud. She is used to being in control. But she found herself in a terrible situation. First off, she didn’t know the language and the culture. Second, she is broke. Third, her mother and father were on holiday themselves in New Zealand and couldn’t be reached. Fourth, all the info she needed to contact the credit card companies is in her purse. Phone numbers, account numbers and even her pin numbers. Stupid!

She went to the Embassy, but is frustrated when the bureaucracy, slow as always, isn’t able to do much except give her a little meal money. Then, back out on the street, she met Niu, a young Chinese man her own age, who said he could help her.

“Missy, I know the owner of go-go bar who hire a pretty girl like you. You wait tables and dance and make enough money. You can do… Yes,” he said.

Cassie is ambivalent. She’d rather not have to spend her vacation working, but she desperately needed money. Waiting on tables seemed easy enough, but the dancing concerned her. She’d waited tables before, and often been tipped well, but never in a bar, much less a go-go bar. She enjoyed dancing, and, with a few drinks, could let loose on the dance floor. But she isn’t sure about dancing on stage.

Being a stripper, taking off her clothes and dancing naked on stage is out of the question, of course. She’d been raised well and had too much self-respect for that.

On the other hand, go-go dancers wore scanty, sexy outfits, but nothing skimpier, and often less so, than the bikinis she and most girls wore on public beaches, as she had here. She could do that, she thought. Sure, she might feel a little awkward and self-conscious at first, but she is proud of her body, confident about her looks and liked to dance. Like waitressing and most other jobs, Cassie reminded and reassured herself, with good looks and a good attitude, a female could be successful being a little flirty without being slutty.

Still, being flirty with Thai men seemed kind of yucky. She found Thai men gross. Niu assured her that many of the bars catered to tourists. Cassie thought about it and began to worry that if she is working in a bar that attracted Australians, she would be embarrassed.

She told Niu, “Actually, I would prefer to work in a bar that catered to locals.”

He smiled and said, “Ah, this is better.”

Cassie knew from what she’d heard and the looks she’d gotten here that Thai men and boys found Western women and girls, particularly blondes like her, intriguing and attractive. She could see the way Niu looked at her too. But he seemed nice and, in a desperate situation, he is being very helpful.

Niu isn’t what he seemed, of course, but he is good at what he did. He got paid for steering girls like Cassie to Chinese gangs which controlled many of the bars and brothels. These organizations were called the “Piglet Gangs” by the Thai police.

Niu brought Cassie to the 13K Triad. Lao Chai is the boss. He is in his late fifties and had been on top for ten years. Producing false passports and stealing legitimate passports to transport poor Thai girls to Western countries is just one of his profitable, but illegal businesses.

The gang also transported prostitutes to Japan in cooperation with the Yakuza – the Japanese mafia. Because of gangs like the 13K Triad, Bangkok had become a transit center for human trafficking. The gang ran three brothels in Bangkok and had controlling interests in two bars.

Niu escorted her to the warehouse which the gang used as its headquarters. A fat Chinese named Dong sat behind a desk in a ramshackle office.

“He says your purse is stolen,” Dong said, pointing to Niu.

“Yes.”

He asked Cassie how much she’d lost. She started off very cautiously, but as she told him her tale of woe, she blurted out everything and at the end, she is stifling back tears. She even told him she was going to have to wait for nearly a month to be able to contact her parents. Without a credit card and a plane ticket, she admitted to him she is stranded in Thailand. When she told him the amount of traveler’s checks that had been stolen, he whistled.

“That’s a lot, Missy,” he said sympathetically. “How you gonna make that kind of money?”

“I don’t know,” Cassie answered. “He,” she said, pointing at Niu, “he said I could earn money waiting tables… and, uh, go-go dancing.”

Dong nodded and smiled.

“You got a good attitude,” he asked her?

“Yes,” she answered quickly, her face lighting up at the way he first asked about one of her best traits that she’d just reflected on herself when Niu first brought up the opportunity.

Some things, like attitude and work ethic apply across all cultures, Cassie thought, feeling better about this job and her prospects already.

“Good. Can you follow directions,” he asked her?

“Yes, absolutely,” she said, feeling good, smiling from ear-to-ear.

He told her she would be dancing on a stage wearing a bikini, as she’d anticipated. He told her what she could make, and it’s better than she’d anticipated.

“Wow, that would be great,” she said.

He also told her she would have to sign a small agreement. Before she could think about that, he asked her to stand up and turn around. Having to put herself on display so quickly, she is diverted from asking about the contract.

“You very pretty. You do well. You want the job,” he asked her?

“Uh….Yeah,” Cassie hesitated a bit at the abrupt job offer. “Yes!” She quickly gushed, showing more enthusiasm.

This is better than she’d hoped when Niu first told her about it, and way better than she’d feared when she’d first found her stuff stolen. Damn right she wanted the job!

Dong whipped out a piece of paper and had Cassie sign it. She asked a few questions, but he reassured her that it is a standard employment contract for a dancer. Placated, she signed. Dong then picked up the phone and within two minutes a fat, middle-aged Chinese woman appeared at the door.

“This is Yanmei,” Dong said. “She is the boss of dancers and hostesses. You go with her now.”

Cassie looked at the woman. Her hair is pulled back into a severe bun and she is wearing a faded silk jacket and tight black silk pants that only accentuated her bulk. Cassie found herself staring into two eyes that reminded her of a snake. There is no softness there.

Cassie tried not to feel intimidated, reminding herself that lots of middle-aged women who’d lost their looks or never had them, looked at younger, more attractive females that way. Another thing that is common across cultures, Cassie reflected. She’d dealt with women like this at school and work too many times to count. It is not pleasant or easy, but she’d be respectful of the woman’s authority, show some humility, keep a positive attitude even in the face of the woman’s hostility, and she’d get through it, maybe even win the woman over.

Cassie looked up at the woman, offered a small, meek smile. Getting the same cold, hard eyes and harsh, scowling face in return, Cassie felt her own face heat up, lowered her eyes, lost her smile and stood up. She picked up the backpack and followed the woman, who escorted her from the warehouse to a small sedan parked outside. A young Thai man acted as chauffeur and drove.

*****

Yanmei

The car wound its way through the city to end up in the Soi Cowboy district. The main drag is a short lane that ran between Sukhumvit Soi 21 and 23. The area is packed, mostly with go-go bars and one or two regular bars, all of them with bright, flashing neon signs, loud music and friendly ushers on the street trying to get customers inside.

In the Soi Cowboy area, nudity is allowed on stage in the upstairs bars. The area is famous for upstairs venues which were notoriously sleazy and explicit. Here the girls almost always danced naked. The area is further out and less “touristy” than Patpong and in a different police venue. Thai men, more than tourists, frequented the bars the 13K Triad controlled in Soi Cowboy. The chauffeur parked the car in an alley behind one of the bars.

Cassie looked around and felt a little nervous. The alley looked terribly third world. Dirty, with garbage overflowing several cans and a mangy dog rooting around for scraps.

Cassie knew of the vast poverty in the country, and had heard about Bangkok’s seedier clubs and brothels, even sex trafficking and sex tourism. However, restricting herself to the tourist district and touristy activities, she had avoided paying much attention to, or thinking that much about any of that. Certainly had not in the kind rancid, sordid detail confronting her now. Quivering and feeling queasy as she got out of the car, Cassie is increasingly uneasy about what she might be getting herself into.

Yanmei ushered her into the bar. It is dark inside and the first thing Cassie saw were three Thai girls, teenagers, dancing on a small raised platform. The bar is dark, but the music is loud and the lights were garish and bright.

The girls were clad in string bikinis, dancing unenthusiastically, looking bored. Cassie noted their attire and attitude and tried to reassure herself as she surveyed the room. The afternoon crowd is sparse. It consisted of mostly Thai men sprinkled with a few tourists. Some Japanese and Westerners. Cassie took a deep breath and told herself, ‘it’s only for a little while’.

“We go upstairs,” Yanmei said to her and steered Cassie up a flight of stairs to a small room.

The chauffeur, a young man barely out of his teens accompanied them. First Cassie had to be outfitted for a costume. Yanmei is the “mama san” in charge of training and disciplining the girls.

She stood with her hands on her hips and announced to Cassie, “Take off clothes.”

Cassie looked over at the chauffeur and said, “What about him?”

“Him, no problem. Strip.”

Cassie felt butterflies in her stomach. She had been to a nude beach once and had experience with lovers, but this is different. It is so cold, impersonal and degrading.

She hesitated and Yanmei impatiently said in a harsh and guttural voice, “Strip, Missy.”

Cassie had no choice. She had committed herself. She began to disrobe. First her top, then her shorts, pausing in her modest white bra and panties, which still covered about as much as the bikini would. Looking down, her fingers fumbled before finally managing to unfasten her bra. She blushed as the bra cups fell from her bare breasts, then rushed to pull it off, and shove down and step out of her panties, trying not to think about what she is doing.

Yanmei yanked her bra and panties out of her hands and tossed them aside. Cassie, now naked, tried to cover her girl parts with her hands. The attempted modesty seemed to amuse Yanmei, who offered the first, if still distinctly frosty, smile that Cassie had seen from her. The chauffeur, named Thuanthong, shuffled in closer and watched intently. He liked dirty blondes like Cassie and is pleased with what he saw.

Cassie is 170 centimeters tall (5’7”) and weighed 54 kilos (119lbs.). She has nice B-cup tits, wide hips, long legs and a full, round ass. Her dirty blonde hair is thick, blunt cut at her shoulders, and she wore it in a ponytail. Her pubic hair is darker, closer to brown. Shaved and neatly trimmed to a narrow bikini cut for the beach at the beginning of her vacation, her since-neglected pubic area is, by now, an embarrassingly untidy sight. She winced as she glanced down behind her hand to see her “landing strip” grown to a high hedge, bordered by sprouting stubble.

She had a pretty oval face with full lips and blue/green eyes. She is proud of her looks, but now, in the confines of the small room with the older Chinese woman and a young Thai man watching her every move, she became more than self-conscious.

Yanmei threw a bikini at her and told her to try it on. Cassie laboriously put the garment on with trembling fingers – and then stood there nervously with her hands at her sides. The fat woman threw her a pair of high heels and Cassie traded her sandals for the glamorous pumps.

“Turn around,” Yanmei said to her when she is done.

She made Cassie pose and then pirouette this way and that. Cassie felt silly. But soon it is over. At least that part. Yanmei took her to a long rectangular shaped room. There were two girls there – naked to the waist – seated in front of a long mirror doing their makeup. This is the room the girls used to get themselves ready for a shift. Yanmei directed Cassie to ‘get self-ready’.

Cassie reached into her backpack and took out a brush, some rollers and her make-up bag. Within 20 minutes she is transformed. She looked positively sexy and hot.

Yanmei came back in and looked at her and said, “You sexy female. Men like you. Come with me.”

She escorted Cassie downstairs and the young Australian spent the rest of the afternoon “on duty”. This meant sessions of gyrating for 20 minutes on stage – dancing – and the rest of the time hustling drinks. She is an ‘OK’ dancer and tried her best to look and act sexy, but she couldn’t help noticing that the other girls, all Thais, looked at her disapprovingly or ignored her.

The men leered at her and she felt very naked up there on stage. She couldn’t wait for the set to be over. Serving drinks is no better. The men all propositioned her and some reached up to pinch her ass. She resisted and this made the Thai men smile. They found her all the more attractive that she is acting modest and vulnerable.

Later, she is shown the “dormitory” where she and the other girls slept. It is fairly clean, but the bunk beds left little room for privacy. There were two footlockers per bed and Cassie is assigned one. She met some of the girls. Two of them were sweet, Kwang and Lamai, but there is one girl there, Taeng, who took an instant dislike to her. This girl is older, with a hard look about her.

She had been dancing and hooking for several years and didn’t like a pretty Western girl who might take customers from her. Kwang is soft, very young (17) and oh-so pretty. Lamai is also pretty and 24 – old for this line of work in Thailand. They spoke a little English and soon told Cassie that they also worked “upstairs”. When Cassie inquired about that, they looked at each other and shrugged.

“She will show you,” Lamai said, indicating with a gesture – Yanmei.

There is also a chubby Korean girl named Yong. She seemed to be shunned by the Thai girls. She sat forlornly on her footlocker and sang softly to herself. Cassie looked at her and felt some sense of compassion. She tried to engage the girl in conversation, but the girl spoke only Korean. She is a college student who had gotten herself in trouble in Bangkok and ended up in the bar. Kwang pulled Cassie aside and whispered to her that, ‘she do things we not do’. When Cassie asked what that might be, Lamai poked her, as if to say, ‘do not say’.

And so, for the next several days, Cassie worked 8 hour days. As a new dancer, she worked the early shift (from noon till 8pm). The late shift girls worked from 8pm to 4am. After every shift, Cassie had to give all her tips to Yanmei. It is boring and hard work, but she is determined to get enough money to get home. The Thai men looked at her like a piece of meat. She is glad she didn’t know the language, because she could tell from their remarks in pidgin English, that they all wanted to fuck her or worse. When she served drinks, most of them undressed her with their eyes or tried to molest her. It is unpleasant work….

After the first week, she is given her “cut” and when she looked in the envelope she got upset. At this rate, it would take her a long time to get back to Sydney. She went to see Yanmei about it. The woman listened to her complaints and then looked at her coldly – saying nothing. She ignored her and walked away. Cassie is left there, holding the envelope and feeling stupid.

But things were to get worse, much worse. Later that night, Yanmei approached her.

“You want to make more money,” she asked?

Cassie answered, ‘yes’ and Yanmei took her upstairs. When she got there, she saw immediately that the atmosphere is much rawer. The girls were dancing nude. Totally nude. She saw Kwang – wearing only a pair of high heels. The pretty teen smiled at her and then looked away when Yanmei glared at her.

“Dance nude – you make more money,” Yanmei said to Cassie simply.

Cassie gulped and said nothing. Yanmei shrugged. She had a long term plan for the Australian blonde. In time, she would be made to do what Yanmei had forced on Yong. The poor Korean had been forced into performing in explicit sex shows in a very private little theater on this very floor.

*****

The bar’s manager is A-Wut, a heavyset Thai in his mid-forties. Cassie saw him every day, but had no direct dealings with him. His job is to make money for the 13K Triad. Cheap drinks and naked women were the stock in trade. He had turned the bar into a real profit center concentrating on the wealthier locals. His lure: show them acts that even the tourists couldn’t see in Patpong. And upstairs is where the action is. It is the end of the second week when he grabbed Cassie as she is coming off stage and pulled her roughly into his office.

“You’re gonna dance nude. Tomorrow night,” he said to her unceremoniously.

“Oh, I haven’t decided if I wanna do that,” she said.

“I have.”

With that, he summoned Yanmei.

“Put her upstairs tonight,” he said. Yanmei smiled and nodded.

Cassie tried to protest. When this didn’t work, she got miffed and tried to walk away from Yanmei. That’s when the woman called out and two men appeared. Mongkut is 30, with a wiry, muscular build. He had been a professional Muay Thai boxer in his youth. Just behind him is Thuanthong, who is a general errand boy as well as a chauffeur.

Yanmei said something to them in Thai and they grabbed Cassie. The poor girl struggled, but in the end they dragged her to the hallway outside the dormitory. They dragged her to the end of the hallway. There is a pole that went from the floor to the ceiling. The men began to pull her bikini top and thong off. Cassie screamed and struggled, but in the end she is handled like a doll.

When she is naked they put her on her back and tied her wrists together behind the pole, so that they were over her head. Then, they grabbed her by the ankles and pulled her feet up until they were way over her head and behind the pole. They had bent her double. Mongkut whipped out a rope and tied her ankles together. Bent double with her wrists and ankles bound her pussy and anus were on cruel display. Her body, with the pole as the vertical bar, formed the letter “D”. Yanmei called the punishment: the pole.

Cassie winced as Mongkut began chuckling and bending down to peer between her legs to check out her pussy. She realized her shameful predicament and groaned. After a moment, they left her in this position. The girls came by, but nobody paid much attention to the poor white girl on the floor bound like a slave. They had been punished for infractions and knew enough to not interfere.

After three hours, the bondage became a terrible thing. Cassie’s lower back ached and so did her hips. She wanted so much to be free that she began whimpering. She could waggle her hips left or right a bit, but with her wrists and ankles bound, her movement is very limited. Cockroaches made their appearance and when she felt one of them along her sides or even worse, by her head, she squealed like a little girl. But there is no one to help her. After a while, she began to weep. At 4am, the end of the shift, Yanmei came over. She bent down and talked to Cassie.

“You dance nude now,” she asked?

Cassie quickly agreed. Yanmei released her and Cassie ran to the dormitory where Lamai is there. The Thai girl comforted her and eventually Cassie lay down and went to sleep. At 8pm that night Cassie is to dance in the upstairs bar.

“Get self-ready,” Yanmei commanded her.

Cassie’s hands were shaking as she fixed her hair and applied the fresh nail polish and make-up. Lamai and Kwang were working that shift upstairs – knew she was upset and tried to comfort her.

“Lamai, I can’t believe what she did to me,” she protested.

“You must be a good girl or it is very bad for you,” Lamai counseled.

“She have many bad things she does,” Kwang said to Cassie. “You must be good,” she said.

Cassie soon found herself up on stage with both girls, as naked as she is. She is expected to not only shake her tits and ass in this room, but to stand, spread her legs and show ‘pink’. Bend over and show her anus too. She watched Lamai and Kwang and copied their movements.

The Thai men acted like animals. Most of them were middle-aged. They hooted, hollered and threw Baht at her. She is expected to pick up the bills and shove them in her pussy. When she failed to perform in a sexy enough way, the men booed her. Later, when her dance shift is over, she is expected to wait on tables. Again, in the nude.

Compared to the men in the downstairs bar, this is much worse. Not only is she pinched, which happened downstairs, but fingers were insinuated and often inserted between her legs to probe her crack and slit. Her tits and nipples were mauled. By the time her shift ended, Cassie is an emotional mess. Yanmei is waiting for her.

“You no good, Missy. You must show pussy and asshole. You report for punishment – noon – tomorrow,” she told her.

Cassie sniffles, and wonders what indignity awaited her. Yanmei put her back on the Pole. Cassie didn’t cry until the dinner hour came and then begged in a loud voice for Yanmei. The fat woman came by and released her. Cassie stood up on shaky legs. It is embarrassing as she is still nude.

Cassie said, “I’ll do better tonight. I promise.”

Yanmei smiled and took her by the ear. She pulled her along. Cassie screeched and moaned. The fat woman took her to her quarters. She had an apartment with a small bathroom and kitchenette off to one side. Everywhere Cassie looked, she saw garish silk tapestries, candles and incense. The furniture is all bamboo and there is a beautiful Persian rug on the floor. This is home for the fat woman.

Yanmei said, “You obey me. I sit on face. You open mouth. Use mouth – please me. Do a good job, or I put you on pole.”

Cassie looked at her and is so flabbergasted, she couldn’t say anything. She is a puppet as Yanmei pushed her to her knees. Cassie whimpered, but feeling more submissive with each new indignity and not wanting to be put back on the pole, she prepared herself mentally for what is a new experience. She had played tit rubbing and kissing games with a pretty friend of hers in school, but having oral sex with a 50 year fat Chinese woman is outside anything she had ever done or imagined herself doing.

Then Yanmei stood back and began taking off her clothes. She took off her black silk jacket and then a short-sleeved pale yellow silk blouse. She wore a white cotton bra and reached behind to unsnap it – revealing a flopped set of tits capped with big brown nipples. Her tits were large and hung down nearly to her waist.

She kicked off her sandals, pulled her silk trousers and cotton panties down to her knees – letting them slide down to her ankles and stepped out of them. She had a flat ass and a fat belly and Venus mount. Her crotch is heavily furred with straight black hair. She rubbed her belly in a self-satisfied way and then pulled a straight back chair with arms to the center of the room. She crooked her finger at Cassie. She pointed to the chair.

“Put head here,” she said, pointing to the seat.

She got Cassie to lay with her head on the seat, her hands – palms down on the floor – and her legs flat on the rug at a 30 degree angle.

Yanmei straddled her face and got her crotch right over the Australian girl’s face. Holding herself up by placing her hands on the chair’s arms, she lowered herself until she made contact with Cassie’s face. The older woman had a fishy odor and her hairy pussy, with straight pubic hair all over her slit showed plump outer labia and a pea-sized clit. Her inner sex lips gave her pussy the appearance of a tropical orchid.

Dark-lipped, black at the edges, her inner sex lips were long, thin and symmetrical. Her yellow skin is a contrast to the dark grove between her legs and her ass crack. She is slightly wet, and her sex lips glistened in the dim afternoon light of her room.

She sat down fully on Cassie’s face to make her gag, and then lifted herself up slightly to adjust her position. Then she began to ride back and forth, using the Australian girl’s nose, mouth and chin rub her labia, vaginal opening and clitoris.

She found a rhythm. She began grunting as she worked her hips back and forth. Poor Cassie could barely breathe. She had her mouth open and her tongue out to lick the hot, wet pussy that smothered her. Cassie’s nose rubbed the fat woman’s clitoris on the upstroke.

It felt to Cassie like the pussy is eating her. It seemed to have a life of its own. The labia had swelled and thickened and she is now so juicy that the Australian girl is wet from her cheeks to her chin. She felt like she is drowning. And then Yanmei began jerky coital movements of her hips – back and forth in a way that let Cassie know she is about to cum.

She grunted and squirted; and her discharge flooded Cassie’s face. She gulped and swallowed the strong smelling, slippery pussy juice. After Yanmei came, she sat down with all her weight on Cassie’s face, causing her to beat on the older woman’s thighs and scream.

Yanmei’s weight on her face and her scent overpowered her. It made it hard to breathe, but feeling submissive, Cassie unconsciously thrust her tongue as far as she could into the older woman’s hole. She wriggled her tongue deep inside the woman’s pussy.

“Good girl. Do nice, for Mama San,” Yanmei praised her.

Cassie swallowed and surrendered to the older woman. Yanmei ground her crotch on Cassie’s face this way and that, extracting every ounce of pleasure she could from having the girl’s nose and mouth as a masturbation tool.

Then Yanmei rolled her ass over and around the Australian girl’s face and made her eat her asshole as well. Cassie obediently licked the woman’s shit hole; and finally, she is done. Yanmei got up and dressed. She is all business again.

*****

The next shift, Cassie did better dancing nude. She squatted down and pulled her pussy lips apart, showing ‘pink’ to the men crowded around to enjoy her charms. She even pulled her ass cheeks apart to display her asshole. It was very demeaning, but she did it. However, when an old pervert made it clear to A-Wut that he is willing to pay good Baht for a blow job from the pretty Australian, Cassie balked.

“You want me to suck cock,” she asked incredulously?

“You better do it, girl, or you know what’s going to happen.”

Cassie looked back at the pervert at the table and shook her head ‘no’. She just couldn’t put her mouth on a penis belonging to a man like that. ‘I didn’t sign on to be a whore’, she thought to herself.

The next morning, about 10am, Yanmei came to Cassie sleeping in her bunk. She had Mongkut and Thuanthong drag her crying, wearing only her panties, out into the alley right by the garbage cans. There is an old beat up wood table sitting there in an alcove. They made her take off her panties and lay on her back with her head on the edge of the table.

Yanmei supervised. Then the two men pulled her arms far back over her head and tied each wrist to a table leg. They grabbed her ankles and pulled her legs up and so far back – that’s if Cassie turned her head to either side, she is staring at her ankles.

They rope tied her ankles to the table’s legs too. Mongkut tied a rope around her waist. He ran the loose end from under her hips to the opposite end of the table. There, he tied it to a heavy nail that had been pounded into the table. Bound this way, she is prevented from any real movement.

She ended up looking at her hairy Venus mount. She couldn’t see pussy or asshole, but all her private parts were totally exposed and facing the sky. Her tits sat on her chest and by craning her head forward slightly, she could see her nipples.

Yanmei came over smiling with a small pot. It contained honey. Grinning, she used a brush to smear Cassie’s vulva and anus liberally with the sweet stuff. She made sure to get some on her clitoris, her labia and her vaginal opening before coating her tight brown anus too.

Then she finished the preparations by anointing each of Cassie’s brown nipples with the honey. Cassie had large nipples and areolas and by the time the fat woman is done, either out of fear or the soft caress of the brush, each nipple had erected. Mongkut pointed at them and young Thuanthong chuckled at his remarks. Cassie, humiliated and exposed, felt like she is being raped. The first flies began to alight and it is horrifying.

Yanmei leaned down, close to Cassie’s ear and said in a sinister voice, “You suck cock next time.”

With that, she gagged Cassie with her own panties and the three left the girl to her fate. The garbage cans were close by and soon the flies descended on the poor Australian girl. Attracted by the honey, her sweat and her bodily odors, they alighted at first – just a few at a time. Cassie watched them with horror as there is absolutely nothing she could do.

They landed on her nipples and began, with their six little feet to scurry this way and that. And the more that landed seemed to attract the rest. Soon, they were scampering and roaming maddeningly all over the puckered surface of her nipples. Cassie had tried to lift her head and blow the flies on her nipples away, but soon it became hopeless. But it is her exposed crotch really attracted a swarm.

Soon, there is a horde of the nasty black flies all over her pussy and asshole. And there is nothing that she could do to prevent the insects from invading her hole. She went from whimpering to groaning, moaning and finally began screaming into the gag. Every woman has a fear of bugs getting into her hole and Cassie is no different.

And when she is so infested that each tit is crawling with flies and her crotch is covered and packed, she screamed into the gag like a madwoman. The honey and her feminine secretions drove the flies into a swarming mass. She is tied so she couldn’t close her thighs. The torment of her pussy and asshole is especially awful. They overran the honey-glazed openings. The itching sensation is so horrible that she is afraid she might go mad. Her crotch is soon alive with a hundred flies. Cassie alternated between screaming, groaning and pleading.

Yanmei knew that you couldn’t leave a girl too long to the flies. It could cause a mental breakdown. So, after an hour, she came back and asked Cassie if she is ready to show her pussy and asshole to the men. Cassie, her eyes wide with sheer stark terror, begged and nodded her head vigorously yes-yes-yes!

She had Mongkut and Thuanthong cut her loose. When they took her off the table, Cathy is drained. When she is on her feet, she began brushing the remaining flies off. Following this, they took her inside. Yanmei directed them to take her to the men’s room. It is just before lunch time and the place is empty. They forced Cassie to her knees. Without a word, both men unzipped and took out their cocks. Cassie stared at their brown uncircumcised cocks as they fisted them.

Mongkut’s is longer with a full “turtleneck” foreskin and Thuanthong’s cock is shorter and thicker with a thin foreskin that only covered half the head. Cassie looked at Yanmei and knew what she had to do. She is overwhelmed with shame and disgust. She had to kiss, lick and then suck each man’s uncircumcised cock.

Mongkut went first. He worked his cock into Cassie’s mouth a little at a time until he had the head at the opening to her throat making her gag. As she gagged, it made her convulse embarrassingly and she farted.

It is all very degrading and humiliating. His hands were tangled in her hair. This inflamed him as he pushed his cock in and then out. Cassie went limp with her lips wrapped tightly around his shaft and her tongue on the underside of the head – his cock went in and out. The former boxer felt the tickle that told him he is almost at his precious moment. His hips did a jig, his breathing got louder, he grunted, and then he pushed his cock in deep and held it there.

Cassie gagged as the first spurts hit the opening to her throat. He gushed six times. Semen backed up and dribbled out of the corner of her mouth. She had to gulp and swallow the large load. Gagging a little, she coughed – a sloppy, wet cough. His cock popped out finally.

She moaned as he milked his cock and a drop of semen landed on her lips. He used the tip of his cock to smear the cum all over her lips. Her eyes were red from sobbing and there’s saliva and semen on her swollen lips. Thuanthong stroked his cock in anticipation. He is already hard from watching her suck Mongkut’s dick.

The tip of his dick is slimy wet and he made Cassie lick and kiss the tip slowly and teasingly. He made her kiss his cock like a lover and then he took it out, slapped her face with it, and then rubbed the wet head all over her mouth, nose and cheeks.

When he is drooling like mad, he got it in her mouth and made her take it to the root. Soon, he grabbed her head and with both hands pulled her face back and forth until he spurted like a fountain. Cassie had to swallow the load, of course.

“You suck cock now, or you get Bath of Flies again. Understand?” Yanmei said to her.

Cassie, feeling degraded, humiliated and cowed beyond belief, nodded her head to signify that she understood. That night after her first dance set, waiting on tables, a man. A business man. He indicated to A-Wut that he’d be willing to pay for the blonde Australian to give him a blow-job. And Cassie is brought back to the booth where the man sat. He is at least 50 years old, with a thin moustache` and paunchy.

He had paid and Cassie had been given her instructions. A-Wut told her that if she didn’t do a good job, he would give a bad report to Yanmei. Cassie shuddered and bent down to do her best. The man pulled his cock out of his trousers and Cassie kissed it and then began licking it up and down. He smelled and she had all she could do not to gag. Then the man pulled his ball sack out for her to lick. She got busy sucking it and he took a long time to cum. But cum he did and she is expected to swallow it.

But something went wrong and Cassie lost her focus and she spit his cum into her hand. The man got very angry and indicated with gestures and some pidgin that he expected that she swallow his precious gift. Cassie, humiliated, had to lick up the man’s semen. She tried not to gag. But later, as the man is paying his bar tab, he said something to A-Wut. And when Cassie got off shift, Yanmei is waiting for her.

“You spit out his cum?” she hissed at her. “You stupid girl. You report for punishment in morning, Missy.”

Cassie groaned.

*****

They took her to the hallway outside the dorm again. This time there is a device set up in the back. A sawhorse. There is a crank mounted to the front of the device. And the top is saw-toothed and sharp. They two men tied her thumbs to her elbows and got her seated. They roped her ankles and tied the loose ends to the front and back legs on both sides. This positioned her right in the middle of the beam. Then Yanmei grabbed the crank and began turning it.

She kept hurling curses at Cassie as she spun the crank and the device rose to meet her churning hips and loins. Cassie went up on her toes as the sharp, jagged edge of the horse hurt. When Yanmei got her fully extended on tippy toes, she stopped. Then she lectured the girl. Told her that from now on, when she is told to suck cock, she better swallow. ‘Or else.’ Then she left poor Cassie to ride The Crotch Horse.

She tried to stay up on her toes and that lasted for nearly five minutes. But her calves fatigued and she sat gingerly on the sharp edge. It felt awful, but she struggled to endure it. When the jagged edge could no longer be tolerated, she rose again on her toes. She didn’t last as long the second time. When she sat down again, she whimpered as the pointed beam pressed her perineum, cunt and anus. She tolerated this for about a minute and then rose again.

The cycle of getting up on her toes, then feeling the inevitable fatigue, which forced her to sit down again, only to have the toothed edge drive her back on her toes, is repeated and repeated. Each time she is able to bear either position for less and less time. Eventually, she began to bob up and down so frequently it looked as if she’s is riding a horse. Hence the name of the punishment, The Crotch Horse. The girls came out and went down the hall to get ready for their day shift. Some looked on sympathetically. Taeng came over and taunted her. She had been forced to ride, more than once. She enjoyed watching the pretty blonde girl suffering as she had for an infraction of the rules.

Mongkut and Thuanthong came over to check her out too. And to mock her. It is comical. By that time, she is bouncing up and down like a puppet. And crying, groaning and begging almost continually for anyone to let her off the infernal device. She rode for an hour. When they took her off, she could barely walk. Yanmei took her to the men’s room again and let Mongkut and Thuanthong enjoy her mouth. She gave each man a lovely blow job; and swallowed it all.

And when they were done and Cassie thought the ordeal is over, Yanmei had another degrading indignity for her to endure. Still on her knees, she had to open her mouth. Cassie felt her skin crawl and sick to her stomach as each man took his cock in hand and standing over her and concentrated. She realized they were getting ready to piss – “make water” in her mouth. They pissed and she is forced to swallow it all. She vomited twice during the ordeal.

Yanmei grabbed her by the hair when she had recovered, and yanked her head around like she is a disobedient child. She slapped her face hard and told her that in the future, she is to take anything from a man’s cock that he wanted to give her. Poor Cassie is driven down another peg on the status ladder.

The next shift two fat Chinese brothers got to use her mouth. They were allowed to take her to the men’s room. She is made to kneel as they proudly displayed their cocks to her. They were both gross, and their cocks were no better. Their penises smelled cheesy and foul and as they pulled their foreskins back to reveal the shiny pink heads, Cassie is assailed by the smell. One grabbed her by her hair as the other rubbed his cock all over her face: cheeks, nose, chin and lips. It drooled a thin pre-cum. As he held back his foreskin, she saw and smelled the little curds of smegma there. The fishy odor made Cassie sick.

He made her smell it and then use her lips and tongue to clean it. She found it disgusting and humiliating, but she had to do it. The unwashed, rancid stench of uncircumcised yellow men in the tropical heat is a torment.

Next, she had to kiss each cock like she loved them. She had to give them wet, sucking kisses up and down the shafts and all around the heads. The brothers pulled their foreskins back and made her kiss and lick the ‘sweet spots’. Every time they pulled their thick foreskins back, she smelled the musk.

The brothers made her kiss and lick their balls too – bags of loose skin with spiky, black hairs. They made her do it slow, then lick their ball sacks until they were wet with saliva. Following this, she had to take the cocks in her mouth and suck them in turn as they stood over her.

Enjoying her warm mouth, their cocks drooled slimy pre-cum. Cassie soon experienced their hot, salty, vile ejaculate spurting into her mouth. It made her sick to her stomach. It tasted salty with a tapioca-like consistency. She felt like retching. It is slimy and made her gag. Cassie is sick when they finished and stuffed their cocks back in their trousers.

The very next night, she is in a small cubicle on a dirty mattress with an ugly Thai fisherman brandishing his cock like a weapon. His organ leaked clear slimy fluid from the slit at the tip. It is hard, slim and laced with ugly veins. He pulled on a condom. He had bought her pussy. Cassie knew it was inevitable. She had been trained to suck their cocks. The next step is to take them in her pussy.

He told her, “I fuck you.”

He pushed her down on the mattress with her forehead and elbows supporting her and got behind her. Then he used his cock to make her squirm. He rubbed it all around her sex lips and her ‘pearl’. Cassie felt sick and doubted that she would derive any pleasure from what he is going to do to her.

But when she moaned, he spat at her, “You like that – don’t you?”

Then he rubbed it around her hole and finally penetrated her – worked it in until he is in all the way to his thin black pubic hair. Cassie began to whimper as he took his time, enjoying his use of a blonde white woman. He thrust his hips and his cock, deep in her un-tented vagina, touched her cervix. He grabbed her by her hip bones, as he prolonged his penetration. She cried out as he began thrusting harder into her sex-hole and her vagina began opening up.

He grabbed her by her hair and yanked her head back. Then he slammed it in as hard as he could. Cassie gasped as he really began to fuck her. Hard and fast – it didn’t take him long, and soon he came. Sweating and groaning, Cassie felt like a whore. She looked back over her shoulder and saw him smiling at her.

He pulled his cock out completely and the condom is full of his ejaculate. He pulled it off and made her swallow what is inside. Cassie is too afraid of Yanmei to deny him. She gagged as she had never had to do that before. Later, she is lying on her back again. Her pussy had been sold a second time. She watched this man, about 30 and not bad looking, comes into the room, drop his trousers and kneel between her legs.

Holding his cock in his hand, it is very erect – a nasty, ugly penis with a purple head peeking out from his foreskin pointing up at the ceiling. He reached down, pulled on a condom and spread her wet sex open with his other hand. When Cassie whimpered, he slapped her across her face and cursed at her in Thai.

He forced his cock into her sex. He lay down on her and put his hands under her butt for leverage. He then began to thrust into her slowly at first and then when he got more excited, harder. She had her hands on his upper arms and just held on. His penetration aroused other feelings in Cassie too. She is really surprised at this. Taken against her will by this repulsive monster, she felt hot feelings in her cunt as he fucked her.

He quickened his thrusts and gasped quickly several times. Then he grunted. She realized he is ejaculating. As his cock throbbed and twitched inside her as he completed the act of intercourse, Cassie felt revulsion at the thought that she is now a whore and if she protested, Yanmei would punish her cruelly. He looked down and smiled at her as he pulled it out. His cock made a sound as if a water buffalo pulling its hoof out of a rice paddy. He leaned back as she lay there, her sex-hole wet and open and feeling completely violated.

Then, later, a third man bought her ass. He got her down on the mattress to fuck her too. Three men that night fucked her. When the last man is done, Yanmei came in and humiliated her.

Soon, A-Wut sells her pussy to the highest bidder every night. She is forced to suck and fuck a succession of young and middle-aged Thai men and some tourists. One of them is an Australian. Cassie is mortified. A visiting businessman from Melbourne. He is old enough to be her father.

He paid for a blow job and came back the next night to fuck her. It is so embarrassing and humiliating. She stifled her emotions, remaining stiff and passive, feeling no arousal and showing little enthusiasm. As she cried afterwards, she tried not think about why she’d been so much more aroused being brutally abused by the Thai men who repulsed her.

*****

One afternoon, Yanmei brought Cassie to another room on the top floor. There, 30 men were seated facing a small stage. The place is jammed. Every seat is taken by Thai men, mostly older. They were smoking, drinking and laughing. The mood is very excited.

A-Wut is there and Cassie heard him say to a flunky, “Get the slut.”

The boy brought Yong, the Korean girl, onto the stage. Cassie looked at her sad face and felt sympathy. She is never seen dancing downstairs. And rarely seen dancing upstairs. Mostly the girl is on her back or on all fours, sucking cock or taking cocks in her pussy or ass.

Yong stood there awkwardly. She is perhaps 160 centimeters tall (5’3”) and weighed 68 kilos (150lbs.). She had big tits for an Asian girl, a fat belly, thick thighs and a fat ass. Her black hair is cut to her shoulders and she wore bangs. She had a pretty face, but her expression is one of desolation.

Mongkut came out of the wings pulling a little device. It is a small wheeled bench, a trolley. The crowd, smoking and drinking, began to stomp, shout and yell. A-Wut raised his hands to quiet them down. He said something to the crowd and they went wild again.

Yong kept her eyes down, staring at the floor, and seemed to shudder. She looked like all the spirit had been beaten out of her. A-Wut took her by the elbow and made her straddle the trolley and then lie down. The bench is curved and shaped. When A-Wut got her on her belly, her tits hung down on either side of the bench.

The other end of the bench is thicker and higher and this position elevated Yong’s hips and ass. He used straps to secure her wrists and ankles to the sides of the trolley. Mounted, she looked like she is riding it. He locked the wheels, so the cart wouldn’t move. Yong started to sweat heavily. The room is small. There were no windows and the packed bodies made it even warmer.

Thuanthong emerged from the wings, poured some coconut palm oil into his hand and rubbed it all over Yong’s pussy. Then he put on a rubber glove and wiped her pussy with a sponge he had in a plastic bag. The sponge is saturated with juice from the cunt of a female bitch in heat. He anointed her cunt with the pungent sponge.

Mongkut came out leading a dog onto the stage. The dog smelled the bitch’s scent and began barking. Mongkut paraded the dog around the stage. It is a black mongrel weighing about 36 kilos (80lbs.). He pulled the dog around by a choke collar.

Stunned, Cassie just stood there and stared at the dog. As Yanmei told her the dog is going to fuck Yong, she felt totally sick to her stomach. No wonder the other girls shunned the Korean; and why she had the demeanor of a beaten dog herself. The crowd is there to see a dog fuck a foreign woman.

A-Wut raised his arms to silence the crowd. Mongkut brought the dog to a spot about two meters behind the trolley. Cassie gazed, horrified at what is about to happen, and then covered her face with the splayed fingers of one hand. Mongkut let the dog get closer to smell Yong. The dog went wild. Mongkut used the choke collar and let it smell her pussy and then pulled the dog back. Teasing the dog loaded its testicles.

He got the dog lunging forward to mount, and then pulled the dog back before it could mount. He did this three times. This made the dog’s cock drop and men in the audience pointed. Fully erect from the sheath, it protruded obscenely. It is bright red and purple and drooled slime, 18 centimeters (7”) long with a knot that looked like the shaft had swallowed two walnuts.

Mongkut let the dog muzzle Yong’s crotch. This got the dog crazier. It got its nose right THERE. Then, its big, pink tongue began lapping at her cunt. Cassie gaped at the dog’s cock as it spurted, and at its tongue as it lapped Yong’s pussy, making her gasp. A-Wut stood in the wings, enjoying the show and tallying the take.

Finally Mongkut let the dog mount her. The dog jumped on her back. Its front paws slid back to her hips. Then it began trying to get its cock in the hole. As soon as the dog found her hole, it drove it in. Yong cried out as the cock penetrated her. And then, the dog began fucking her—in and out, in and out—fucking her hard and fast like a demon.

The dog slobbered, its drool splattering on her back. The animal never stopped its crazed thrusts in and out. It is a disgusting travesty of human coupling. As the dog fucked her, Yong grunted and groaned. She dripped sweat from her face, neck and armpits; even her back is wet. The dog fucked her relentlessly like some demented creature or maniacally driven machine, its prick a high speed piston in a hideously pornographic cartoon.

The knot grew bigger. It bumped up against her hairy pussy, jamming against her hole. This made the Korean girl grunt and squeal like a pig. The knot now looked as big as two golf balls at the base of the shaft.

Finally, it popped inside and Yong howled like a bitch. The mouth of her sex hole stretched grotesquely as it engulfed the big knot. Cassie couldn’t imagine her own vagina taking the knot and watched in horror. Money changed hands. Men had placed bets with their friends she wouldn’t be able to take it. Fully inside now, Yong soon began wailing as the knot pressed on her G-spot and urethral sponge.

The shaft stretched the pocket and pressed right up against the epicenter. The knot filled her and the dog’s cock spurted hot cum incessantly. She is soon screaming. The dog stopped humping, but the shaft began pulsing and throbbing and kept spurting cum.

As Yong’s cunt contracted and involuntarily squeezed the dog’s cock, she came. Her cries went up two octaves as she reached a wrenching, wailing orgasm. The men in the audience clapped.

Cassie is agog, her gut churning. She cringed and shuddered imagining what it would feel like, emotionally and physically, to be in Yong’s place. A sudden twinge between her legs drew Cassie’s dazed attention to the sodden state of her panties, and how hot and wet her twat is inside her shorts. She is sickened at herself. Worried a stain would show, she pressed her legs together, which further stimulated her pussy and clit.

The knot kept the dog and the Korean girl locked and Yong came several times. The men sat there drinking, smoking, joking and enjoying the show while she had her orgasms. Her body shook and writhed in “fuck-happy” spasms on the trolley.

Cassie is hot and flushed, disgusted and ashamed at her own thoughts and reactions. She wanted to leave. She looked over at Yanmei and the fat woman smiled at her. Cassie felt a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach and looked away.

Poor Yong had been degraded to the lowest level a whore could go. No further debasement could be imagined. The dog pulled back. This hurts the chubby Korean as the knot is well embedded. Then, to the crowd’s surprise and pleasure, the dog spun around so that it is now facing away from her but they were still joined.

This is the finale, and A-Wut came forward to release the brakes on the trolley wheels. The dog began pulling Yong, along, mounted on the trolley, it’s an obscenely absurd display. Cassie looked at A-Wut and Yanmei and the evil she saw in their faces revolted her. She now knew that she had signed a pact with the devil.

The dog lurched this way and that, pulling Yong, along by the knot embedded in her pussy. When the dog stopped, some of the men in the audience called to the dog to get it moving again. Mongkut called to it, encouraging it, and led the animal all around the platform. Yong moaned like a sick cow as she is towed. It is a thoroughly degenerate exhibition. Eventually, the knot shrank, the dog’s cock came out and the show is over.

The dog stood there for a moment, then bent down and licked itself. Mongkut snapped a lead onto the dog’s collar and lead it away. Still bound to the trolley, Yong is left panting like a dog. She is wet and sloppy everywhere: her belly, her thighs and all between her legs. Semen and pussy juice oozed from her hole and dripped to the stage floor. Her hole is open, red and swollen. A-Wut put a bowl down to catch the slop as it drained out of her hole.

He supervised her release from the trolley and then he made her kneel with her hands behind her head. She is shaking and trembling, but he made her open her mouth, and drink what is in the bowl as an extra added attraction.

Cassie felt lightheaded and is relieved when Yanmei escorted her out. ‘I will never have to accept such degradation’, she told herself.

She discovered that Yong performed the foul task once or twice a month. Whenever A-Wut sold enough tickets, he scheduled another performance. Under the protection of the 13K Triad, the police left him alone to hold the most degraded show in all of Bangkok.

 

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