consider this as a continued My Asian Thing story

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I held her little trembling head by her dark curly locks. It titled slightly toward me, accenting  the fear in her eyes looking wide eyed sideways at me.

“So missy, tell me exactly how old you are?” I hissed into her left ear.

She whimpered a almost a non sound, “I’m sixteen … please let me go home.”

I licked her ear as I responded, “sixteen a? I think you’re so pretty and so tasty too.  Don’t think I’ll let you ever go home. You see little one you’re here to stay, forever and ever.” 

*****

It was easy this time she was like a moth to fire. Some I had to drag screaming into my little hell. They fought like there lives depended on it, and it did. But this one I gathered up off the road just as easy as stopping to give a ride. She was hitching, dumb twat.  The rain was coming down hard and she was trying to get into town. I happened along just in time to rescue her from all that bad weather.  Soon enough I had her in my car and not long after that I had her out cold. You see I always carry a bottle of chloroform and the struggle generally is over in less then a good minute. It gets my prick rock hard as they fight to get a breath to no avail. I’m a very strong fellow and soon their hands go limp from fighting me and fall to the side. This one was strong for her age and lasted another sexy thirty seconds, and I was so close to dropping my load as she resisted me. Yes this little girl cunt was really a turn on right off.

I soon got her home and parked near the back door. My Asian slave Marsha, a girl I capture and had trained to service me came to the back door.

“Hi Master… what you got there?” she asked, in tones of curiosity mixed with sex as I dragged the little thing from the passenger side of my car. 

I had kidnapped, abused, and rapped Marsha some two years before. However something I saw in her prompted me to look closer. It was her need to please. She even seemed to enjoy the awful things I did to her. Marsha soon had grown on me and I kept her as mine. She was truly a natural cunt slave and took to her new life of assisting me in my perverted pleasures right off. It made good sense. She could help in keeping my rape victims fed and clean.  Her submission to me was complete and she never questioned any brutality I inflicted on the poor little bitch meats I happened to bring home. In fact, she was becoming as cruel as I.

“Just a little piece of fuck meat I found on my way home,” I replied, grinning at Marsha.

Marsha was in seventh heaven with the idea of having some fun again. It had been several mouths since she wasn’t the focus of my torments. Now she could help me torment someone else.

“Oh goody Master. I’m so happy … can I help carry it for you?” she asked, almost giddy.

“No I can handle this one easily. She weighs hardly anything. Besides her ass is fun to feel under her wet dress,” I winked as I passed Marsha.

Once inside I took her down too the little room I call my “Pain Heaven”. Many a bitch felt my taste for pain pleasures with screams of terror down there. My needs for screaming cunt meat had gotten more and more extreme over the past years. And with Marsha added to the mix, life got even more perverted. She has indulged my perversions and at times encouraged my needs by example. Yes my Asian slave was a nasty partner.

I took this one to the shackle wall and as Marsha held her up I fastened her tiny wrists above her head. I cranked her up to her tiptoes.

Now I set back in a stuffed chair and let Marsha strip the girl’s limp little frame for me.  Marsha slowly undressed her like she was a birthday present to savor, as an experience in it’s self.  Each garment removed was a delight to Marsha as each revealed more of the little girl charms.

“Oh Master, she’s so delicate … I love her long slender legs. I can’t wait to see you split her wide open. Can I have her scream into my pussy?” my Asian sex slave begged, almost drooling. She loved screaming high-pitched girly toy as much as I.

Now the little cunt toy was totally stripped and hung there ready to torment. All that we needed to do was wait for her to come around from her sleep. After all I didn’t want her to miss any of what was to come, no way.

“Marsha get you ass over here and service me while she comes around. I want her to see what her new life as a pleasure toy will be like as she come to,” I growled at her in a harsh demanding tone.

She fell immediately to the floor and crawled like a snake toward me. She knew her true slut place when it came to sex and my authority. Her eyes never met mine as she slowly moved toward my feet. I love seeing her ass sway left and right as she moved along the cool concrete floor. It was slightly scared from my privilege of master-hood and it was a well-fucked ass, indeed. Reaching my feet, she held her hand up to my crotch. She had developed a good sense of feel over the years in opening my pants and retrieving out my manhood without looking up. Now my zipper went down and her talented hand scooped out my 8-inch tool. Her hand went back in to coax out my balls. God the touch of her fingers at them caused me to groan.

“Yes bitch… please your Master. Play with your sex master’s sacks. You love them don’t you bitch?”

She just nodded her submissive head.

Her hand cupped them softly and squeezed them just enough to bring a faint groan from me. She always knows my limits and does her best to stay just this side of them. I crave hurt a little but not to the point of passing out. It’s far more fun to do that to my victims.

She then began to move her other hand up between my open thighs to take hold of my growing tool. Marsha slave now moved a fingernail alone the underside of my prick. It jerked from the sensation of it.

I hissed my approval, “yessssss bitch stroke it.”

The little bitch soon had her head bobbing on my cock. That was her duty, and my Asian cock-sucking bitch knew and loved her place. It never ceased to amazing me how this one, so devoted, so mine, would do anything for my attention. I had whipped her ass raw, put pins in her nipples, fucked her every way I could imagine, even with massive sex toys to the point of pain that she would pass out. Yah I am sick motherfucker, but she always came back for more of me.

As she slowly moved down my shaft, for another long gagging ten count, sweet captive was coming around. She slowly focused on the surroundings and groaned it seeing herself totally naked and tied hands above her, legs slightly spread.

I so loved her look of bewildering fear seeing my sex slave’s ass pointing at her as mouth gurgled on my tool. 

“Well hello there. Welcome to the party young one.” I said as I let Marsha up for a look.

Marsha grinned from ear to ear as she looked at the helpless confused teen that was just beginning to realize her terrifying plight. She liked how this one floated tip toed naked on the wall, with her larger then normal teen tits stretched tight to her little chest. The girl was a true blond from head to cunt. He skin had no tan line and aside from a birth mark on her belly was satin white.

“Hi baby want to fuck this?” Marsha taunted her, as she squeezed my member so pre-cum glistened out onto my head.

The girl’s eyes were wide with fear as she whimpered her wishes to just go home.

I forced my bitch Asian slave back onto my raging nine-inch member as I glared my lust at the poor girl on the wall. Marsha gurgled and gagged on it as I went to the hilt into her throat. I held her there as I grinned at the now sobbing teen.

“Your going to love it sweetie,  me sliding in that little tight slit of yours,” I laughed, as I pulled Marsha up by her long black hair and forced her down again,

I wanted to give her a good show of hard dominants to heighten her fear. It’s much more fun to fuck them when they show terror in their face and body language. It gets me going.

Then after a few more hard-forced face-downward shoves onto my engorged rod, I shot a massive load into Marsha’s face. She gurgled and tried to push off but didn’t succeed. I finally pulled her off by her hair. The force of my exploding ejaculation caused my seed had come out her nose and mouth as I held her head like a trophy. I had done this uncounted time to Marsha before, she even almost expected it, I didn’t much care if she enjoyed it either.

Now I got up and dragged Marsha by her hair with me over to the little bitch hanging on the wall.

I told Marsha to lick me clean as I introduced myself to the terrified girl. Marsha set obedient between my legs licking at my sex organs as I leaned into the whimpering girl.


“So missy, tell me exactly how old you are?” I hissed into her left ear.

She whimpered a almost a non sound, “I’m sixteen … please let me go home.”

I licked her ear as I responded, “sixteen  a? I think you’re so pretty and so tasty too.  Don’t think I’ll let you ever go home. You see little one you’re here to stay, forever and ever.”