Duped into Sex Slavery in Asia - Sex Stories

Duped into Sex Slavery in Asia

... with him. His job was 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 was where the action was. It was the end of the second week when he grabbed Cassie as she was coming off stage and pulled her roughly into his office.

“Your gonna dance nude. Tomorrow night,” he said to her unceremoniously.

“Oh.....I haven’t decided if I want to 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 was 30, with a wiry, muscular build. He had been a professional Muay Thai boxer in his youth. Just behind him was Thuanthong, who was 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 was 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 was handled like a doll.

When she was 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 was 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. 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 was 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 was 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 ...