We paid the bill and followed the officer out of the club. Charapong went first, leading the way, followed by Jim and the rest of us. One of the officers were in the middle. I took up the rear in my party and was followed by the other officer.
In the street, the crowd was dwindling, but it was still crowded. No one paid attention to us as we walked along the side of the street. Charapong turned left into a small lane, telling us that the vehicle was at the back. We followed with any questions.
One back lane leads to another. Through the maze of the backlanes, I was sure that we were moving away from the main street as the sound of music became softer.
Lynn who was in front of me, turned and looked at me. I turned to ask the officer behind me, but he does not seemed to understand English and just gave a me slight push on the arm to prod me forward. I was starting to get suspicious now.
When they finally stopped, it was along a dimly lighted lane.
Jim: what are we waiting for?
Charapong: police car.
He took up his cell phone and spoke briefly into it. And my group gathered around each other. We started to speak, but was hushed into silence by the 2 officers.
Not long, we heard the distance rumbling of a vehicle. We looked towards the sound and a pair of headlights soon appeared. Lynn stood close to me and she held onto my biceps area. She looked a little scared.
Soon, an old van appeared. There was a driver, but I noticed that there was no logo on the side of the van. Before I could speak, Charapong did so first as the van pulled up in front of us.
Charapong: We need to cuff you all up first.
Kym : for what! we are not criminals!
She raised her voice a little, obviously she was already not too please that our vacation was interrupted.
Charapong: This procedure. You need to follow.
Jess: We are not going to run away. We are innocent.
Things started to get a little heated up from my group. All of us started to speak at the same time, but obviously the police is having none of it. The driver had also alighted from the vehicle.
Finally, above his tolerance level, Charapong frowned, and spoke.
Charaong: ENOUGH!
All of us became silence at the same time. He spoke to his guys and I saw that they took out some cable-ties. Kym saw that as well and was about to ask when Charaong and his guys took out something from their back pocket.
Initially I thought they were banishing their guns, but in their hands, each held a 20cm long blade, gleaming sinisterly even in the low light of the street.
I stared at the evil looking blades and came to a conclusion that these were definitely not police officers. At first, I had wondered where Jim got to know these police, but now, it seemed that they were thugs hired by him.
Charapong spoke to his accomplices in Thai and although I do not understand the language, but I knew what he meant. The guys started to pull our hands behind us and using the cable tie, bounded them together. I wanted to struggle, but looking at the machete knife lookalike, I quietly allow them to do what they were doing. EVen though, I feared for Lynn but I have no choice.
Once they were done, they told us to get into the back seats. There were 7 of us, and we squeezed in together with 2 of Charapong’s henchmen. The leader himself too the front seat with the driver.
The driver starter to put the van in gear, released the clutch and moved off. Charapong gave some instructions, and those 2 at the back started to blindfold us. I came to realized that both of them went about silently doing the job since we saw them at the club. They did not utter a single word with each other.
As we travelled in silence, I tried to figure out our direction from the motion of the van. I briefly counted each second before the van make a turn. Although I could not be very accurate, based on my primitive way of calculation, it seemed that we were being driven not deeper into the centre of the island, but out back towards the beach and along the perimeters of it.
After about 40mins of bouncy ride, the van finally came to a stop. I listened carefully and could hear the surf of the ocean faintly, not too far away.
The back door of the van opened and we were half guided down, half pushed down the van in our blindfolds. Charapong spoke to his gang and we were initiated to walk forward. The ground was even, and from the feel through my shoes, I could guess that we were on a pavement and with the wind on my face, I confirmed that we were either on a cliff or somewhere near a beach.
As we walked, I knew we entered a house as the wind was cut off as soon as I crossed something which I think is the doorway.
we was lead deeper into the compound. I heard a door closed. Finally, my blind folds were taken off. I looked at the rest of the group, their blindfolds were also removed.
I looked at Jim, there were no signs if he was blindfolded earlier.
Charapong: Each of you, sit on those chairs.
There were 10 chairs sitting in a row against the wall. We obeyed and did as told. Once settled down, I looked around the room.
It was sparse. Nothing much except an over hanging orange-ish light in the middle of the room. The floor was made of concrete and dirty. There was a metal bed at the wall perpendicular to us. The windows were nailed shut with planks of wood against them.
There was a door that is now closed. I am sure that we were in some kind of a room and not the main hall of the house.
There was a wooden square table directly under the light and 4 stools stood besides it. Charapong sat of one of them. The other 2 guys stood besides him but the driver was no where to be seen.
I looked at Jim and he sat there expressionless. I wondered why he had planned such a scenario.
Charapong spoke to his guys. Muscle and Scarface came forward, towards us. They proceed to tie our legs and hands to the chair except for Jim.
Charapong: You. Follow them.
He pointed at Jim as he spoke crispy, not raising his voice. For the first time, Jim spoke.
Jim: who are you? what do you want? why are we here?
Charapong tilted his head looked at Jim, as if his question was funny, and he laughed loudly. Both his henchmen stood directly in front of Jim, waiting for their leader’s instruction.
Finally, his laughter stopped.
Charapong: why asked? Follow them and you will know.
The leader spoke in Thai and the two guys moved closer to Jim. He stood up and attempted to put up a struggle. Even though he was larger than the 2 of them, he was quickly overpowered as his hands tied behind his back. His limped form lay on the ground with the guys on top of him. Charapong frowned and spoke in Thai again.
Scarface disappeared shortly whilst Muscle kept a close watch on Jim. Soon, Scarface appeared with a syringe with him. He went over to Jim’s blind side, and Muscle pinned Jim down with his knee into the small of his back.
The girls screamed but Scarface continued to proceed to pierce the hypodermic needle into Jim’s bicep. We watched in horror as the transparent liquid emptied into his hand. Finally both of the men stepped away from Jim.
Jim: WHAT THE FUCK! WHAT DID YOU INJECT INTO ME? FUCK! YOU BASTARD!
Jim tried to get into a sitting position, but Muscle held him down.
Charapong: This is what you get for no listen. You want me to chop off your fingers?
Jim stopped struggling, and whimpered, his voice soft. I could see that the threat had worked.
Jim: what… what….did you inject into me?
Charapong: haha. Not HIV. It is just some home stuffs. So now you listen. ok?
Jim nodded. The fight had totally gone out of him.
Charapong: Good. Follow. Go.
Scarface and Muscle got Jim to his feet and lead him out of the room. I noticed there was a phone on the ground. It must had fallen out of Jim’s pocket during the struggle. The video must be in there.
Charapong noticed it as well and picked it up. We heard the engine of the van and then it drove off. I presume that they had taken Jim somewhere.
I looked at the expressions of my party.
Meg - frightened
Ann - an expression of curiosity filled her face
Lynn - expressionless
Jess - frightened
Kym - angry
Now, I reconsidered the scenario and cannot be sure if these thugs were really hired by Jim.
Charapong sat alone in the middle of the room facing us. his blade within easy reach, rested on the table. He studied us each, and took out a cigarette to smoke.
The silence was deafening. I could only hear the sound of him blowing out smoke from his cigarette. When he finished, he just throw the butt on the floor and snubbed it out and proceed to light up another.
Kym broke the silence. She spoke angrily.
Kym: what do you want with us?
Charapong chuckled and took in a deep puff of his cigarette. He looked at her, moving his eyes down her green halterneck top to her fair legs, and then slowly look up again.
Charapong: what you think?
He threw the question back at her.
Kym: Do you want money?
He laughed and did not reply back to her question. Instead he threw his unfinished cigarette on the floor, got up and walked towards Kym. He stopped directly in front of her and bend down, face directly in front of her. She tried to moved away, but she was tied to her chair, so she could only try to stick herself to the back of the chair as much as possible.
I held my breath as I watched him place a hand behind her neck, pulling her closer, until their nose was only about 1cm away from each other. Kym tried to squirm away, but with her bounded, there is only so much she could move.
Charapong: you think I want money?
Still holding to her neck, he laughed and withdrew his face away from her. At the same instance, the cloth that was holding her halterneck fell forward, but nothing was exposed. Obviously, he had been working on the knots, but I did not know how he did it so expertly and so fast with 1 hand.
Kym: YOU! ASSHOLE!
Kym shouted at him and wiggled wildly on the chair. He just took a stepped back from her. The more violently she moved, the more the material came loose, exposing more of her fair shoulders. Finally, the straps totally fall on her lap, showing all of her black strapless bra. But she was still straining against the restrains violently, trying to break loose.
From my angle, I could see the red lines forming on her wrist and ankles as she struggled. In the mean time, he just stood back, away from her, letting her thrash around and looking at her with interest. Finally, either she was exhausted or because of the pain in her limbs, she stopped moving and screaming. Her hair was all messy and fall across her face.
Charapong took a step forward again and just helped her tidy up her messy hair and moved them to the back. Without her hair to protect her top, I could see that her strapless bra had fallen quite a fair bit and I could see the circumference of both her pinkish areolas showing above her bra.
Just then the door opened and Muscleman and scarface came back. With the din that Kym was making, I did not hear the van returning.
They spoke something to their leader, and he nodded. Then they suddenly saw the state of undress that Kym was in. With her hair behind her, arms to her side, and bra exposed, I saw fear in her eyes.
She started to struggle again but she did not last long as the prior exertion had tired her. Again, Charapong went forward and swept her hair back. But somehow, this time during her struggles, her nipples came loose from the bra, pushing both the erected tips out, with her bra covering less than half her breasts. Her whole top had bundled around her waist and her slim tummy was exposed as well.
Jess who was sitting besides her, spoke.
Jess: Kym, you better stop struggling.
Kym: WHAT!?
Jess: your breasts are exposed.
Kym looked down and realized that. She quickly moved her head so that her hair fall back to the front, hoping to cover her erected nipples, but was unsuccessful as those erected tips peer through the strands of hair.
Charapong laughed at her stupidity and I watched Muscle and scarface adjusted their dick. Even in such precarious situation, I too had spotted an erection watching her helpless form.
Till now Charapong had not touched Kym, but she had unintentionally exposed herself. She had now put herself in an extremely vulnerable position. With her hands tied, there is no way to cover herself up.
Charapong lean forward to her again. She did not look away and just stared into his eyes. It was a foolish mistake. He grabbed hold of her hair, pull the whole chunk backwards, pushing her against the back of her chair. With his free hand, he unclasp the front buckle bra and threw it to the ground. She started thrashing again, but Muscle moved forward towards her, and took out a switchblade.
Charapong : stop moving if you no want injure.
She stopped as she saw the knife. Muscle stood about 2 feet from her.
Charapong seeing that she had obeyed, with his free hand, he grabbed her boobs. Not softly, but firmly as he squeezed them. She did not moved and just allowed him to continue explore her body. Her nipples which had softened during her struggles, became erected again to his touch.
I watched as he used his index finger and thumb to twirl around those erected nipples and even in the lighting, I could see the goose pimples starting to form on her areola. He released her hair and immediately she looked forward, covering his roaming hands with it.
He spoke something and scarface came over with a pair of scissors and proceed to cut off her shorts. She was not wearing denim shorts and the scissors made short work of it as well as her black gstring. when finally the scissors had done its work, Kym was naked from the waist down, with her halterneck hanging limply around her waist.
Her legs were tied to the legs of the chair, so there was no way she could close them. Scarface continued squatting in front of her shaven privates, staring at the depths within. Charapong had since moved behind her, with both his hands down her shoulders, still fondling with her breasts.
Suddenly scarface moved his hands between her legs. I wanted to shout out, but I know that no matter what I did, there would not be any effect. She tried to close her thighs, but they were held open wide. I could not see what scarface’s fingers did, but I watched Kym tensing up, and I know he was touching her clit.
Charapong said something, and scarface replied, and Charapong replied again, not too happily. Scarface removed his hand and showed his glittering finger filled with Kym’s juices.
Charapong gave some instructions to his guys and they went out reluctantly.
He released Kym and went in front, facing her again.
Charapong: haha….. you like?
This time, she did not look up at him.
She looked beaten and humiliated. I looked at the rest of the girls, they were looking down on the floor, frightened.
Me: hey! enough! what do you want?
He stood up, looked at me and laugh.
Charapong: you enjoy show? hahaha…..
Me: shut the fuck up. Release me and we fight man to man.
Charapong: haha…. you want to play hero?
Kym: shut up Sam. You are not going to help.
I turned and looked at her, but she was looking down at the floor.
Just then Muscle and scarface returned with a few more chairs. These seemed to be those reclinable type with hand bars on them. They looked like sun chairs to me. Charapong gave them some instruction and they laughed. They went out and continue to collect another 2 more chairs. When they finally returned, they came back with some bottle and a cup.
Once they closed the door, they moved to the Lynn who was sitting on my left. First they showed her the switchblade, to tell her not to struggle. They untie her. Initially she brightened up alittle, thinking that they will allow her to leave, but Charapong spoke and dispelled all thoughts.
Charapong: take off clothes and no hurt.
Her mood immediately dissipated.
Me: Stop! NO!
Charapong said something to muscle, and straightaway he came to me, using his scissors on me, cutting away all my clothes. I tried to struggle, but Muscle being muscle, was powerful and with my limbs tied, I could do not much. He did a crude job, leaving the strips and pieces hanging around me, which he then pulled them away, leaving me totally exposed as well. My dick had became limp during the struggle, and I hoped it remained this way.
During this time scarface was standing besides Lynn, with the switchblade in hand so as to remind her not to make any foolish movements. Once I was naked, they turn their attention back to her.
She knew she had to do as they commanded, and started to remove her top. I could see that she was wearing a standard white bra. She caught me looking at her and she turned away from me.
Charapong: turn around, look here. faster.
She turned back, facing me and looked on the ground as she removed her bra, exposing her B cup breasts. I could see her tiny brown nipples already erected. Scarface moved closer to her and she shielded her top, taking a step closer to me. Her bosoms were now about 2 feet away from my face.
Charapong said something at scarface and he did not advance. Lynn looked at them and me again and proceeded to remove to her shorts and matching white tongs. As she bend down, her tits dangle right in front of my face and even though I wanted to close my eyes, I could not turn away from the temptation. Slowly but surely, my dick started to stand at full mast as I saw her neatly trimmed pussy as she straightened herself up. SHe looked at me pleading me not to look, with one hand covering her boobs and the other at her trimmed bush.
I felt guilty and tried to turned away, but I just could not as my sister’s figure was fully displayed in front of me. Charapong poured some of the drink that he had brought in and offer it to Lynn. She refused to drink it, but the appearance of the switchblade made her agreed to it. She took the cup, smell it, and then a with look of surprise, she drank the stuffs.
Once done, they bounded her this time to one of those chairs that they had brought in. However, her hands were now tied to the back of the chair, which was slightly declined, and her legs were spread opened wide, tied to the handles on the chair. She had tried to struggle as she realized the compromising position she was in, but with her hands tied to the chair, she was soon over powered. With her secured, pulled the chair nearer to me and they stood up, looking at Charapong.
He took a brief glance at her, nodded and went back to his throne without doing anything. I turned and looked at Lynn. Her love hole was facing me about 2 feet away. I could see that she had taken care to ensure that there were no stray hairs growing underneath, which offers me an unobstructed view of her pussy. There was no signs of moisture on those lips.
I looked up and saw her looking at me.
Lynn: stop looking. It’s wrong.
Again feeling guilty, but I could not take my eyes off her.
Me: sorry sis. I…. I… just cant help myself.
At this point Charapong laughed.
We all turned to look at him at the same time.
Charapong: see! he likes it!
Suddenly, I felt all the eyes in the room were on my manhood. I looked at Kym but she was still looking on the floor. I turned back to look at Lynn. She was looking at my still erected dick. My eyes automatically went down to her nether region again before coming up to her face. Our eyes locked but this time, we said nothing.
Scarface and Muscle went back to the table as well and they started smoking and conversing in Thai. We were surprised at the development, but could not understand why. I turned and looked at Kym, she was deflated, beaten, humiliated. Knowing her character, I knew she was fuming inside, but she was too exhausted to do anything.
Jess, Ann and Meg were just staring into space. I turned back and looked at Lynn. She seemed to be getting flushed. Her upper body was turning red and her eyes were no longer as alert as before.
Her nipples which had softened earlier, seemed to be standing erected again. They were now pointed tips. between her legs, I could see something like a glitter of moisture, but I cannot be sure.
I looked back at the thugs.
Me: WHAT DID YOU GIVE HER!
Charapong stole a look at me and then Lynn. He stood up and walked over to Lynn. The 2 guys continued sitting where they were.
He looked at her, and then at me.
Charapong: local whiskey. Keep quiet.
With that, he bend down and with his hand, he grabbed Lynn’s breasts. She did not fight back. Slowly, he touched her nipples and tugged at them. She took a deep breath and did not resist. He started to play with her tits and surprisingly, a soft moan came out of her.
Lynn: hmmm…..
I looked at her face and saw that her eyes were red and glazed over. As he continued his caressing of her breasts, I realized that she was pushing her body upwards, towards his hands. I looked down between her legs, and confirmed that she was starting to get wet over there. I could see the first globe of liquid forming at the mouth of her labia.
Me: hey….. stop it…
I said not too convincingly as my cock started to get erected again.
Charapong: quiet and let me show you something.
I kept quiet. He took out a cutter and removed the bounds of her limbs. She was free now, but she was not moving. His hands went back to her boobs and she allow him to continue to caress her. She was making love noises.
Lynn: hmmmm……. hmmmm…..
Soon, he slowly moved his hands down to her pubes. She opened up her legs for him, waiting for him to touch her there. However, he did not, and just circled around her bush. Instead of pushing him away, she thrust her hips upwards, waiting for his hands. I could see her hole was now fully moist, with liquid flowing down the whole crack, towards her butt hole.
Still he did not moved down South, but just stroking her pubes and the other hand groping her breast.. I felt my manhood exploding from the erotic scene playing out in front of me.
Kym: ahemmm…..
I heard Kym clearing her throat and turned around. She was watching with interest and wide eye. I do not know what is running through her mind currently, but she is looking pass me at Lynn, forgetting about her prior ordeal.
Lynn: oh…. please……..
I turned back to look at Lynn. she had grabbed onto Charapong’s wrist, and was pulling his hand towards her nether region. But he resisted and removed his hand. I was surprised and looked at him. Definitely I could see an erection in his pants, but still he did not touch Lynn there, but the other hand was still playing with her nipples.
Feeling frustrated, she started to touch herself, spreading her lips, and stroking her clit.
Lynn: mmmm……..
She moved her finger slowly into her love canal. I watched as her juices encompass her finger as she started to finger fuck herself, definitely oblivious of the surroundings.
Lynn: aaahhhhh……….
Charapong moved away from her, leaving her to continue to satisfy herself. All of us had a questionable expression on our face, not knowing what he had given her, probably an aphrodisiac, and also why he stopped short of touching her. I wondered why he put on this show for us.
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water_boi
Thank you for the update pussluver Bro.. Had given you my humble points before nonetheless a great read..
Thanks bro, had returned previously as well. Hope you enjoyed the updates.
All our eyes focused on Charapong as he walked back to the centre of the room. Lynn was making noises playing with herself, and it was difficult to try not look at her.
Charapong nodded to his 2 guys and scarface and Muscle went over Lynn and tied her limbs back to the chair again so that she would stop making noises. I looked at them tying her up. Both had the audacity to have one grabbed of her breasts before going over to Ann and Meg.
They offered them the drink as well, banishing the switchblade in the process. Both of the thinking that they were to only to perform as per what Lynn had, took the drink obediently. However, once they completed their drink, Muscle and Scarface usher them out of the room. They wanted to resist, but with the switch blade, they had no choice but to follow them out, leaving only Jess, Kym, Lynn and myself in the room.
With her limbs tied, Lynn had stopped making noises. I briefly turned and looked, she seemed to have fallen asleep as her eyes were closed and she was breathing heavily. I turned back to face Charapong.
Jess: where are your guys bringing them to?
Charapong: haha… to fuck? haha…..
He turned back to Kym.
Charapong: now. Your turn.
Kym stared at him.
Me: No! You cant!
Charapong looked at me.
Charapong: no? then you fuck her. haha…..
Me: No!
Charapong: I then fuck her! haha….
Me: NO!
Kym: ok, he fuck me.
I turned and looked at her.
Charapong: ok. You 3 drink this.
First, he went over to Jess, with her limbs still bounded, he lifted her mouth and poured the liquid into her mouth. Next, he went over to Kym, lifted her mouth and poured the liquid into her mouth, and finally came over to me. I had only a brief whiff of the smell before the liquid went down my throat.
It was definitely alcohol, but it tasted a little funny and it burnt my throat a little.
When he was done, he put the bottle down and took the 20cm blade and walked over to Kym. He untied her and took a step away from her, expecting her to make a rush at him. However she did not and stood up, rubbing her wrists which there were bruises from her earlier struggles. She did not attempt to make a run for it, knowing that he would overpower her easily as well as the drink would soon come into effect.
He asked her to untie me and she did. I did the same and some stretching from my sore muscles from sitting too long.
Charapong: go to the bed. Show me how you fuck. haha…..
I hesitated, but Kym held my hand and pulled me over to the old bed. It looked dirty with just an old white sheet that was stained in many places.
We stood there looking into each other eyes. She nodded and landed the first kiss on my lip.
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littlejoe
Hi Pussluver,
Sorry could not up you even though I so very much wanted to as I do not have any power myself. I guess I can only express my appreciation through words of thanks. Thank you very much for your effort to keep us entertainment even at this hour of the day. Great job and thanks again for a wonderful story. Very much appreciated.
From Taxi driver Joe
Bro, no worries. Thanks for your support even after so many months. Drive safe and no pokemon as you drive.