Revenge in China - Sex Stories

Revenge in China

Jack was pissed off. Again. Once again his Chinese employer had cheated him. Not only was his pay late, again, but the bastard had invented some bullshit deductions. Jack was ticked. He had been in China just six months and gone through three employers. Every one of them had cheated him in some way. None had ever paid him on time. None had ever treated him in a friendly manner. They all treated him as a nothing. Just another foreigner to lure to China and cheat. Jack had made up his mind. Tomorrow he would cross the bridge to Hong Kong, get on the next flight home and never return. First, though, he wanted to do something. Get revenge for this appalling treatment. Smash a few windows. Break someone's head. He wasn't sure. Something. He had to do something to release the rage built up inside. He entered the Chiwan subway station. He stopped to take his knife out of his backpack and stuff it into his deep pockets. Always a hassle. You had to put your bag into the scanner and they made a fuss over knives. They never scanned people, just bags. So you could carry any weapon hidden in your pocket. Really stupid security system. Trains start at 6:30am but security didn't arrive until 7:30am. Trains stopped at 11:30pm but security left at 10:30pm. Stupid. Always the same. Three security guards in their nice black uniforms. One standing at attention telling people to put their bags in the scanner. Two behind the scanner watching the screens and trying to stay awake. Usually young ...

... lads and lasses. Probably their first jobs out of high school. Jack hoped the bitch wasn't there again. A couple weeks ago she had hassled him over his knife. (He forgot to take it out of his bag.} Now she hassled him every time she was on duty. Down the stairs he trod, grumbling about the escalators. Why did the subway only have up escalators, no down escalators. Dumb. Stupid. Just another thing to piss him off. He bought a token to use in the subway and turned to the security crew. Oh crap. The bitch was there. He approached, dropped his backpack into the scanner. The bitch smiled and said something. He grunted. No idea what she said. He picked up his bag. She smiled and shook her head. She said something in a sharp tone, still smiling. Oh Oh. Not good. A real cop came out of the police room and motioned him over. Another hassle. The bitch smiled. The cop, very bored looking, took him into the police room, asked for his passport, asked a few routine questions and waved him out the door. Jack didn't return to security. He didn't go into the subway. He went back upstairs. Fuming. Pissed off. This would be the last time that bitch ever hassled him. He would get his revenge on her. He thought fast. It was 10:15pm. Security left at 10:30pm. A plan popped into his mind. He grinned. Yes. A pleasurable revenge indeed. Once before he had noticed her head to Exit D at 10:30pm. Jack stashed his backpack behind some trees, went to Exit D and waited. Waited for the young bitch in the ...