TS, I M patiently waiting for the next instalment of the “drama”…please dun make us wait that long can!?
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Originally Posted by
mrgorden
Camping for original story.. sad ending i presume.
Newsflash: Original story is somewhere else and that story was never ended…. unless you count the eventual ending
We stood in stunned silence as the last video ended with me cumming all over Susan’s breasts. Behind us, Alan let out a lecherous wolf whistle, and Vikram remarked ,‘wah, better than most porn I watched man…not bad ah the two of you’. I tried to quell the fear rising in my heart. I had one last trump card, one that seemed woefully inadequate in this situation, but I was grasping at straws here.
‘Eh boss, illegal to put hidden camera in toilet leh, just few weeks ago that fellow film upskirt kenna jail already, you put camera lagi worse?’
‘True, true’, said Ganesh. ‘But you fuck in public place is also an offence, than if this case go court and newspaper who kenna more? At most the three of us go jail sit awhile, no big deal lah we all got go Changi eat prison rice before. But the two of you sure become big stars overnight. The video go online, all your friends, family, colleagues will see. Where you going to hide your face after that?’
‘So how?’ I exclaimed, finally losing my cool. ‘What you want, money? Name your price, if ok we settle this today’.
‘Relax lah bro, don’t worry we will settle this without getting anybody involved as long as you co-operate. You follow me and Alan to our office, Vikram will stay here and take care of your wife.’
‘Darling…I come with you can?’ Susan whined.
‘Just wait for me dear, I will be back once I settle with them. Won’t take long k’.
I followed Ganesh with Alan bringing up the rear. We walked through a dirty room with some furniture, then through another door into an even darker room. I heard the door lock behind me, and before I could even adjust my bearings Ganesh suddenly turned around and swiftly punched me in the stomach. I crumpled to the floor in pain, and before I could react I felt the two burly guards grab my arms, then tying my hands securely behind me with plastic raffia string. I tried shouting out, but they stuffed a piece of cloth into my mouth, then taped my mouth shut with masking tape. The loudest sound I could utter was a muffled ‘hmmmmm’. Struggle as I might, I could do little against the two burly guards as they plunked me onto a plastic chair and binded me securely to it.
‘You cheebye rich people all the same, think money can settle everything right? We don’t want your money understand, you just sit here and guai guai watch show,’ snarled Alan. With that, he and Ganesh left the room.
As my eyes adjusted to the light, I started to make out details. I was in a totally empty room except for the chair I was tied to. There was in fact nothing to distinguish this room, except that along one wall was a long glass panel looking into the room we just came from. I realized it was a one way mirror, as I had noticed the long mirror as we walked through the previous room. What the fuck was going on? I tried to struggle, but the knots were too secure and tight for me to do more beyond wriggling slightly.
Unable to shout out or struggle, I resigned myself to observing the other room. It was a sparse dingy room. lit up glaringly up fluorescent lights. Against one wall was an old sofa set, and in the centre of the room was a sturdy old table and chairs. Leaning against the other wall was a dirty queen sized mattress. A few other insignificant items like a old radio and coffee cups were scattered around the room. Directly on the opposite of the one way mirror was also an attached toilet. Judging from the appearance, this must be the guard’s rest room. It was, in fact, the very room I was looking into now as my wife and the portly Chinese man were orally pleasuring each other in the 69 position, except that it was now somewhat cleaner and an actual bed frame had been added.
Susan was lustfully bobbing her head up and down on the man’s cock, while one hand was caressing his large hairy balls. On the other end, the man had skillfully pried apart my wife’s pussy lips and was teasing her clitoris with his tongue. As I looked on, my wife began to grind her hips against the man’s probing tongue, trying to get his tongue to go deeper, but all the while she never missed a stroke. After a few minutes of this, the man must have buay tahan already. He pushed Susan off him, ‘Let’s do now baby’, he said. Taking out a condom, Susan capped him, then lied back on the bed with her lithe legs spread wide open. As the man positioned himself between her legs and began to penetrate her, she let out a soft moan and looked towards me. She of course could not see me, but she knew I was watching. Her clients must all think she loved looking at herself being fucked, and she did, but more than that, she loved it when she knew I was looking right back at her as she performed those depraved acts……
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Originally Posted by
jchboy
Just want to check, do you guys find the descriptions too long and detailed?
I believe it doesn’t matter, as long as you are updating it regularly
The pain in my stomach was subsiding, but a sick uneasy feeling was still rising in my gut. What did Alan mean when he asked me to watch a show? What did they have in mind for me and Susan? If they wanted money, why tie me up? A thousand thoughts were racing through my head when the door in the next room suddenly opened and Ganesh walked in, followed by Susan who was flanked by Alan and Vikram, each holding onto one arm and leading her into the room. Standing so close to the guards, the contrast between her fair petite body dwarfed by the guard’s brutish frames made her look even more delicate than usual. There was a wary, scared look on her face as she looked around the room.
Ganesh sat down on the sofa, and directed the two guards and Susan to stand in front of him. He brazenly ran his eyes over her, taking in her scared pretty face, her smooth fair skin, the tantalizing cleavage hinting at more, and her slim legs well displayed in the short skirt. This went on for while, until Susan, no longer able to bear the silence and his lecherous gaze, asked,
‘What’s going on? Where is John?’
‘Your husband left already. He’ll be back in about 2 hours to pick you up’, Ganesh replied.
‘What? Where did he go? Can I call him?’
‘He left already, and no you cannot call him.’
‘What? Why? What’s going on?’ Susan was sounding more and more scared and confused with every moment.
‘I have discussed with your husband. I offer him the tapes and confirm we keep quiet for $10,000.00 but he say my price too expensive. So he agree to leave you here for awhile.’
‘What for?’
‘We three uncles old and lonely liao, very long never be with such a young and chio woman like you. We just want you to dance abit for us, show us your body, than if we can stand up just help us shiok abit, that’s all.’
I would have fallen off my chair if I wasn’t tied to it when I heard this. I saw Susan reel with fear and indignation, if not for Alan and Vikram holding her up she might have fell as well. So that is what they were after! But what could I do, tied up and muffled? I tried one last time to struggle against the bonds, or at least make some noise so that Susan would know I was still here, but I could do nothing, and I quickly recognized that fact. I could only hope and pray that things wouldn’t go too far.
‘Are you crazy? No way! And John wouldn’t have agreed to that! If you don’t let me leave now I’m calling the police!’
‘Call lor! You think we scared? Police come we just show them the videos, tell them you come here over several weeks to steal things, you see who they believe? After that we release the sex video online, then we see who is in trouble!’ Ganesh taunted.
‘But…but…’ Susan stammered. Ganesh was right, of course. They had planned this too well and for too long for Susan to be able to wriggle or argue her way out of this situation. For all her looks, she was pretty smart as well, and quickly realized there was no alternative way out. But the thought of dancing and stripping for these 3 disgusting men, and probably having to masturbate them, was no alternative as well. She stood there in stunned silence, till Ganesh impatiently spoke up.
‘So how, you just dance and make us happy abit, or we call police now?’
‘You…you sure John agreed to this?’
‘Yah lah yah lah, we also promise him we just watch and touch abit only, nothing more’.
I saw Susan bite her lip, and I can only imagine how betrayed she felt at that moment. The love of her love, exhibiting her to save some money! But there was nothing I could do to tell her I had agreed to nothing of that sort and would have paid any amount of money if I knew the alternative. Her face hardened, and I knew she had mustered up the resolve to just get this ordeal over and done with.
‘……fine…just dance…and I take off my clothes…but that’s all, promise?’
‘K lah girl don’t worry, we very gentlemen one, if we see already aroused we just DIY, k?’
Susan mutely nodded. Ganesh grinned, ‘Good choice, don’t worry it will be over very soon and after that you have nothing to worry about anymore.’ He signaled to his subordinates, and Vikram switched on the radio, which began playing a sensual dance tune. Meanwhile, Alan took out a half full bottle of cognac and poured a out a large glass.
‘Here, girl’, he said ,‘drink this, will help you relax’.
Susan looked at the cup with hesitation. She was a social drinker, but she couldn’t hold her alcohol well, nor was she used to hard liquors. ‘Drink lah girl, will help you relax,’ insisted Alan, pushing the cup at her. I guess Susan realized she needed all the help she could get to get through this, because she took the cup, raised it to her lips, and slowly began to sip from it. It took her awhile, but she finally managed to finish the whole cup. Her cheeks were flushed, and her breathing seemed heavier as she passed the cup back to Alan.
‘Alright! Let’s start the show!’ exclaimed Ganesh as Vikram and Alan sat down on the sofa as well. Susan blushed and closed her eyes. After a few seconds, she began slowly swaying to the rhythm of the music. She must have been imagining she was clubbing as she used to do many years back, trying to forget that she was in a dirty room, performing against her will for three perverts blackmailing her. She moved stiffly at first, but as the effects of the alcohol began to hit, she seemed to be less and less aware of her surroundings and began to sway and move her body more provocatively.
However, even the alcohol had its limits, and Susan made no move to remove her clothes, buying as much time as possible until Ganesh impatiently ordered ,‘Oei, strip leh, remember what we agreed’. Faced with no choice, my wife slowly removed her top, revealing her milky bosom encased only by a red lace bra. She hesitated a while before unbuttoning her skirt and lowered it down her legs, accompanied by the lecherous wolf whistles and cheering of the guards. Her face, already flushed from the alcohol, turned even redder as she stood before the guards in only her red lace bra and revealing red thong. Inside the room, my heart sank as I realized my fair beautiful wife was now in a very dangerous situation, dressed only in very provocative lingerie, parading her luscious body in front of the three security guards, and there was nothing I could do.
hope there is updates after lunch
nice to read but wife poor thing…think everyone needs to learn min. self defence as things may just happen…
‘Oei, don’t stand there like a block of wood leh, turn around and dance a bit!’ ordered Ganesh. Susan blushed even more as she turned around, and the guards cheered even louder when they saw her pert buttocks, barely covered by only a thin piece of cloth. Her lithe legs and buttocks were further emphasized by the three inch heels she was wearing. As she started to slowly dance again, swaying her hips and thrusting out her ass slightly, the guards were practically salivating. Judging by the bulge in their pants, their cocks must have been fully erected. Unable to take it any longer, the three guards began unbuckling their pants and pulled down their pants, exposing their erect cocks.
With her back to them, Susan was oblivious but I saw for the first time the three cocks that would soon demand satisfaction from my wife. Mine was an average six inches, and all three were larger than mine. Ganesh’s was about 7 inches and quite abit thicker than mine, framed by a pair of very large balls covered with a thick mass of pubic hair. Alan’s was about the same length as mine, but the gods must have blessed him in the cock department to make up for his looks, because his was the thickest cock I ever saw, rivaling most of the male leads in ang mo porn movies, with a very large cockhead. Vikram had the longest dick, even with his hairy groin area it still looked at least 8 inches, but only slightly thicker than mine.
Still completely oblivious, Susan continued dancing with her back to them. The alcohol must have been taking effect as her moves were getting more daring and provocative, but she was still too ashamed to turn around and face the guard’s leering gaze. Suddenly, Vikram spoke,’ Eh girl, turn around, see what we have for you’. I can only imagine Susan’s surprise when she turned around and came face to face with the three largest cocks she had ever seen pointing at her menacingly. Her mouth literally dropped open and her face became even redder. Other than some ang mo cocks she once saw at a beach in Australia, she had never seen a real cock other than mine, and in such close proximity. As my wife stood there is stunned silence, she looked like a helpless deer caught in the headlights.
The guards could no longer stand it and approached my wife. I doubted they would be satisfied with just a striptease and I was right. They must have assured Susan that they would be happy with that just so she would lower her defenses and drink the alcohol and strip. They quickly stripped off the rest of their clothes and surrounded Susan. Before she could react, Vikram grabbed my wife’s arms and pinned it behind her, while Ganesh and Alan began caressing her breasts through her flimsy bra. Susan tried to struggle, but what could she do in her intoxicated state? Even if she was sober, she would not have been able to struggle against the brutish strength of the three guards.
‘Please…don’t…you promised…’ Susan pleaded as Ganesh and Alan relentlessly pawed at her.
‘Please lah girl, you really so stupid meh? Think we will be happy just looking?’
Ganesh mocked as he unhooked her bra and pulled it off, exposing her pink nipples, already erect from the cold and stimulation. ‘Wah haha pink nipples I like!’ Alan exclaimed before greedily taking one nipple into his mouth, sucking and flicking his tongue over it gently. He hooked his free hand under Susan’s knee and pulled her leg to one side, leaving her pussy defenseless for the thin piece of cloth covering it. Ganesh took the other nipple between his fingers and began rubbing it gently, while his other hand began caressing her inner thigh, slowly making his way up to her most secret place.. Vikram was nibbling at her ears and neck, breathing in the scent of her hair, tasting the sweetness of her skin. I could tell by now the guards were skilled fuckers, relentless yet not too forward as they slowly teased my wife’s sensitive areas.
I could only watch helplessly as Susan continued to struggle, but she was fighting a losing battle. The alcohol and sheer strength of the three guards overcame even her desperate strength. I watched as her struggles grew more and more feeble, she was no longer even trying to close her legs as Ganesh roamed closer and closer to her pussy, but to my horror, Susan was starting to moan softly as well. I knew Susan was a sensitive girl, even when we were dating. Even gently tweaking her nipples and rubbing her clit outside her panties could make her orgasm in our early dating years. But…but surely she was not enjoying this? But the gentle ‘ugh…ugh…’ and her increasingly heavy breathing were unmistakably signs of pleasure, signs I had come to know over the years. In that moment, with her head thrown back, eyes closed, her fair perky nipples thrusting out and being ravished by the three brutes, I realized how beautiful she was in contrast to the three ugly men.
I’m totally agreed with you. Trying to get the latest update before leaving the company. After finished reading, 2IC harden up and damn uneasy to shift.
The three guards seemed to instinctively know they had broken past my wife’s barriers and would no longer meet any resistance. Both her nipples were now standing stiffly at attention as Alan slobbered over them, alternatively sucking and using his tongue to tease each nipple. Vikram was now using only one hand to hold Susan’s arms behind her easily. His other hand was now inside her panties caressing her buttocks, while he sucked gently on her sensitive earlobe. I noticed Susan was previously squirming and twisting her head to avoid Vikram, but she was now just lying limply with her head back and eyes closed while he had his way with her. Was it surrender? Or was she enjoying his vile tongue? Ganesh had also hooked one hand under Susan’s knee so that between himself and Alan, Susan’s was lifted off the ground with her legs spread wide and defenseless. With his other hand, he was gently running his stubby fingers along her pussy. I knew that the sheer cloth of her g-string would barely lessen the sensation as Ganesh slowly stimulated her most sensitive area.
The situation was obvious to me by then that the guards had planned and wanted to ravish my wife from the start. I flexed my arms as hard as I could against the restrains one last time, hoping the knot would give way. The knot held tight, and I slumped back in resignation. The loudest noise I could utter was a muffled ‘hmmm…hmmm’ which was inaudible over the music still playing from the radio. I could only watch helplessly as Ganesh pulled aside the crotch of Susan’s G-string, revealing her private parts for the first time to another man other than me. To my horror, she was visibly aroused. Even if she could control her facial and body language, she could not hide the moistness of her pussy, nor the enlarged clitoris that was peeking out of the folds of her labia. I saw Ganesh wink at his subordinates as he wasted no time and began to rub her aroused nub.
Susan was breathing more and more heavily as Ganesh expertly rubbed her. The redness from her face had already spread to her neck and chest, a sure sign of her arousal. I saw her bite her lip, as if she was trying to block out the sensation, trying not to respond to Ganesh’s skillful manipulation. But it was useless, as after a few more minutes she could no longer control herself. Her body shuddered slightly, and then relaxed, and I knew she had come. Ganesh grinned as he showed his fingers, wet with my wife’s juices, to Alan and Vikram. When Ganesh and Alan set her down, Susan could barely stand and had to lean against Vikram for support. What was going to happen next? I wondered as Alan started pulling down my wife’s g-string……
Susan seemed to come momentarily to her senses when she felt Alan hooked his stubby fingers under the waistband of her g-string and began to pull it down her slender hips. She clamped her knees together and struggled vainly against Vikram who was still restraining her arms. ‘Please…uncle…don’t…’ she pleaded with Alan, who simply ignored her and continued tugging at her g-string until they were bunched around her ankles. With a final pull, he tore the flimsy g-string off my wife, who was now completely naked except for her heels.
Ignoring her protests, Vikram forced her into her kneeling position in front of Ganesh, whose large penis was now mere inches away from my wife. Her eyes widened as she saw close up the large penis that would soon be satisfying its lust in her. Ganesh reached down and took one nipple between his fingers, twisting it roughly.
‘You enjoyed it just now, didn’t you?’ He mocked.
‘No…I didn’t…please…I’ll pay you the money please just stop’
‘Cheebye, we fuck so many women before, we know when a woman got come or just acting, your cheebye so wet also fake?’
‘No…I didn’t want it…’
‘Don’t care you want or not, just now you shiok already, now me and my friends turn to shiok. You might as well relax and enjoy it haha’.
As he spoke, Ganesh took his cock and began slapping Susan on her face, deliberately rubbing his massive cockhead against her eyes, nose and mouth. I saw Susan try to avoid him, but he simply held her head in place with his other hand as he began prodding her lips with his cock. Impatient to savor my wife’s mouth, Ganesh began twisting the nipple more roughly, threatening, ‘You better suck, or else you know the consequences. You are going to get fucked anyway, up to you whether you want it rough or gentle. And after that we release the video. Your choice.’
I saw Susan visibly go limp, as if she had accept her fate and given up the struggle. With tears welling in her eyes, she slowly parted her luscious lips. Imagine the sight before me, my pretty petite wife, clad only in her heels, on her knees in front of a fat ugly Indian man, about to take his cock into her mouth! It was a husband’s worst nightmare, but I could do nothing about it. Sensing her submission, Ganesh grabbed the back of my wife’s head with both hands and pulled her head onto his massive erection. As I had mentioned before, Susan was a petite girl, and had trouble deepthroating even my modest 5 inches. Hence, Ganesh only managed to get about three inches of his thicker cock in before meeting resistance. Ignoring her muffled protests, he rapidly withdrew slightly before thrusting again, sliding his cock in a little deeper each time. His shaft was soon coated with her saliva, and he showed no sign of slowing down even though he saw her discomfort. Alan meanwhile had reached between her legs and was stimulating her moist sex again, while Vikram continued to restrain her.
With such a harsh teacher, Susan soon learned to relax her throat and hold her breath, which enable Ganesh to finally get all 7 inches into my wife’s petite mouth. It was a disturbing and yet erotic sight, my fair petite wife with another man’s dark penis buried all the way in her mouth with her nose in his pubic hair. It was a scene straight out of an interracial porn film, one of my favorite genres of porn, and here was my wife in the lead actress of one! Even worse, her legs were widening slightly, and I had no idea whether she was aware of it, in response to Alan’s fingering. To my horror, I began to feel my cock stiffening in response to the sight before me. Try as I might to suppress the feelings, my erection grew larger and larger as Ganesh began face-fucking my wife with a steady rhythm. Lust began to slowly overcome my feelings of guilt as I wondered what would happen next in the room, knowing that Alan and Vikram would soon be impatient to savor my wife’s tight body as well……